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Inseparable Love - Loki x Reader

Originally posted by avengersmemes

Summary: Loki & (Y/N) have been secretly together for years. One day Tony eggs (Y/N) on about getting into a relationship until she cracks, eventually revealing that she is in a relationship with the villain who once tried to take over the world.

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word count: 3.5K

A/N: Sorry I’ve been kinda inactive, school has just started for me and I’m kinda trying to get on schedule and figure everything out!
As always, requests are open but please be patient with me! I’d love to write your stories but at the same time, I have my own ideas.
I’m open to anything as long as it isn’t morally wrong (: thank you for reading!

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Owned - pt 9

Originally posted by hopeatuuli

The doctor wanted to see you both today, as soon as possible. Both of you, confused and silent on the way there.

You almost fell asleep once again in his arms until the driver announced that you were five minutes away.

“Good morning Doctor Lu, is everything okay?” Namjoon asked her.

“We hope so. I just got the test results back.” She flipped through some papers and circled a few words. “You’re not pregnant Mrs. Kim but these tests show signs of a serious issue.”

“How serious?” Namjoon questioned.

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marry me - prologue

pt 1| begging you | 2.1K

pt 2 | can’t sleep | 3.3K

pt 3 | marigold | 3.3K

TAG LIST: @dontwearitoutt@whyarentyoulaughingj@barbaraqueen77@siriusement@fainting-fancy@haipiranha @notstandingstill-imlyinginwait

prologue | the past | 4.5 K


On Fred’s eight day ever of being a Hogwarts student, he already had detention with George. Neither of them took it very seriously, they were giggling through polishing trophies into the night and making jokes when they don’t think Filch will hear them. This was all too much fun. 

When they got out their stomachs were rumbling, a loud sort of noise that echoed down the hall as they walked towards the dormitory. “Do you think we can get some food?” Fred wondered out loud, there had to be some kitchens somewhere, but he didn’t know where in the hell they would be. 

George was about to respond when they saw you, another first year stroll out from another hallway in front of them. “Were you two asking where the kitchens were?” 

The three stared at each other. Fred and George remembered you from their second potions class days ago where you’d panicked during their first time making potions when your cauldron had started to leak and had accidentally knocked over your table and the one behind you in your haste to get away. Which was why you had just gotten out of detention with Snape.

You remembered them because rumor had it that they’d managed to fill Filch’s office with dungbombs. A rumor you believed seeing as you had passed it just a few moments ago and it still smelled god awful. 

Fred spoke first, a cocky smile on his lips, “Aren’t you the girl who knocked over all the cauldrons during potions?” 

“You still smell like dungbombs, you know.” when the redhead looked properly abashed you smiled a bit. Looking between him and the other twin, you didn’t want to come off as too mean. You extended your hands to shake theirs. “My name’s Y/N. It’s nice to meet you.” 

The twin that hadn’t spoken yet shook your hand first, “I’m George. He’s Fred. Do you know how to get to the kitchens?” 

You shook Fred’s hand and continued to look towards George– who’s handshake was a bit more gentle than his brother’s. “I do! It’s near the Hufflepuff dormitory. You’ve just got to tickle the pear in a painting.” 

Fred’s eyebrow quirked upwards, “Tickle the what now?” 

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19/50 - “Maybe you’re not thinking hard enough.”

Fandom: All for the Game/The Foxhole Court
Characters/pairings: Neil, Andrew, Matt/andreil
Summary: Neil takes his team camping.


A/N: It’s been awhile, mostly because I deleted the last two fics I was going to post instead of queuing them and I hate rewriting things.



It was supposed to be a team building exercise. Take the entire team on a weekend camping trip, have fun puzzles and activities, bond. Neil had thought it a plan wholly worthy of former team captain Dan Wilds.

Apparently he had thought wrong.

From the get go everything had gone awry. The new freshmen Foxes refused to participate in the activities. Kevin had fallen into a patch of poison ivy trying to avoid the advances of the girl Neil had recruited his first year and had taken Aaron down with him. Jack and Sheena were already drunk and making out against a tree.

It was complete chaos and Neil needed to get away. Only he couldn’t get away because he was captain and this had been his idea.

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You’re not real

(A/N): Happy birthday dear anon!

Request: Okay, for the Nat x female reader imagine birthday request where the reader comes from a universe(Our universe) where superheros are fiction and she somehow ends up in the Marvel Universe while gaining an ability to control blue fire and she and Nat falls in love with each other over time, so the reader decides to stay in the Marvel Universe and become an Avenger?            

Warnings: maybe some angst? probably some swearing

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms, @superwholockian309, @fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor, @livandlilah


Originally posted by anotherscarlettblog

   “Nat,” Clint yelled as he rounded a corner, nearly smacking into Nat as she came running out of her room, looking around the floor worriedly. “Nat, we’ve got a situation,”

   “A situation?”

   “Yeah, a situation,”

   “What kind of a situation?”

   “I think it’s easier if you see it before you hear about it,” Nat’s brows furrow but she follows along anyway, traveling along the corridors with Clint until they reached one of Tony’s labs, the one they used to research subjects, like Wanda and Bruce, sometimes even Steve and Bucky when needed.

   Honestly, Nat didn’t know what to expect when she stepped inside the small observation room but it sure as hell wasn’t some sobbing kid strapped to some table like a science experiment. Tears rolled down their cheeks as they screamed, screamed to be let go. It was heartbreaking but Nat couldn’t let it get to her.

   Her gaze traveled up and down the patients body, inspecting for any wounds but alas she found none, that was until her eyes landed upon their palms. They were burnt to a crisp, literally but that wasn’t what concerned her. What concerned her was the little blue wisps of color amidst the burnt crisps of skin, glowing and almost shifting between the skin. It almost looked like molten lava, blue molten lava and it looked painful.

   “What the hell is this Barton?”

   “They fell from the sky a couple of hours ago but luckily Tony had been there to catch them just before they fell. As soon as he touched ground (Y/N) broke out of his grasp, panting and in near hysterics. A little time went by and suddenly (Y/N)’s hands have erupted in fire.”

   “Fire?”

   “Yeah, literal fire. Like this weird, really flowy, artsy blue-ish kind of fire.”

   “Why are they chained up?”

   “Tony deemed them dangerous after they nearly melted his arc reactor, guess their fire is a little powerful too,”

   “How long have they been strapped down?”

   “And hour or so,”

   “They’ve been strapped down a fucking hour and you didn’t think this was important to tell me? Do you realize how fucking scared they must be?” Nat growls as she turns on her heel, her hand reaching out for the knob that led to the room. However, Clint’s hand grabbed hers, stopping her from going any further.

   “Nat, you know this is dangerous-”

   “Fuck you Barton, this person must be scared out of their fucking mind and I’m going to help,” And with that Nat stormed into the room, slamming the door shut behind her. Immediately (Y/N) tensed up, their entire body going rigid at the sound.

   “Oh god, please don’t hurt me, please don’t hurt me, I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry,”

   “Shh,” Nat consoled as she reached out for (Y/N), her hand lightly cupping their cheek. “Shh, it’s okay, no one’s gonna hurt you (Y/N),” (Y/N) looks up at Nat with these wide, puffy eyes and goddammit- that hurt Nat much more than it should have.

   “Please help me,” They whisper, so softly and so brokenly it made Nat want to cry. “Please help me, it hurts so much,”

   “What hurts?”

   “The straps, my hands-” Nat wastes no time ripping their bindings from their body, gasping in shock when she realized that (Y/N) had been struggling so much that the bindings actually ended up cutting into their flesh. Blood dribbled down their arms and legs, thankfully their chest had been covered and so there wasn’t much damage there but there was plenty enough on their arms and legs.

   Immediately (Y/N) sits up, still sobbing as they curled in on themself, no doubt only exasperating their injuries.

   “Here,” Nat reaches for some nearby medical supplies, just some alcohol and cotton pads. “Let me help clean you up,” Nat slowly takes (Y/N)’s arms, pulling them away from their body to clean them.

   Nat was gentle, she stopped when (Y/N) would cry out, she’d dab at the blood softly, she was half tempted to kiss the cuts better but decided against it. So instead she steadily worked on (Y/N)’s wounds, finally finishing up when she had dressed them with a few bandages.

   “Feel better?”

   “Slightly,” (Y/N) mumbles, voice hoarse and soft from screaming.

   “And your hands, you said they hurt?” (Y/N) nods, hiding their burnt hands beneath their legs. “C’mon, I’m not gonna judge, I think they’re really pretty,”

   “They don’t usually look like this…”

   “Well, what do they usually look like then?”

   “Like yours…” (Y/N) sniffles softly, the tears slowly starting to come back. “This day has been so fucking weird and so fucking awful, I just want to die-”

   “Hey, no,” Nat reaches out, cupping (Y/N)’s wet cheeks in her hands. “It’s gonna be okay, I promise you will-”

   “What the fuck do you know?” (Y/N) suddenly snaps, jerking away from Nat angrily. “You’re just some stupid character from some stupid book,” Nat’s brows furrow and she unconsciously looks back at the observation mirror, as though silently asking the people on the other side for an explanation.

   “I want to go home,” (Y/N) sobs, burying their face in their hands once again. “I don’t want to be here, I want to go home,”

    “What do you mean home (Y/N)?”

   “Home, where you all exist inside the pages of a book and I’m not some fire wielding freak that falls from the sky!’

   “That was the other thing,” Nat’s com bursts to life in her ear. “They kept on saying that we’re fake, we don’t exist, this is some fictional universe. Tony thinks that two universes collided at once and (Y/N) just happened to get mixed up in at all and unfortunately they landed here.” Nat looks at (Y/N) sadly, her hearting breaking for the poor, lost soul.

   “I know you must be really scared right now,” Nat whispers, completely ignoring Clint as she reaches for (Y/N)’s hands. “But everything’s going to be okay. We’re gonna find a way to get you home, but until then I’m going to make damn well sure that everyone here treats you with the respect and kindness you deserve, yeah?” (Y/N) looks at their hands, at Nat’s too, both of them intertwined. “I promise,” Nat whispers, her hands giving theirs a gentle squeeze. “I promise.”

   And promise she did. For a full year she tried to find a way home for (Y/N) but there seemed to be nothing but she wouldn’t give up, she had promised them, and she was bound and determined to keep that promise.

   “Nat,” (Y/N) whispered one night as they meandered into Nat’s lab, the one she had claimed as her own, the one solely dedicated to finding a way home for (Y/N). “You’ve been up all night, you need sleep-”

   “No, I need to find a way back home, for you. I promised you, I promised-”

   “Well…” (Y/N) takes a hesitant step towards Nat, their own hands finding solace in Nat’s. Ever since the day in the lab they had to hold Nat’s hand, it was just an unspoken rule between the two. It made them both feel safe, loved, it made them forget that one of these days they were going to have to part and go their separate ways. “I was actually thinking about that…I don’t think I want to go home anymore,” (Y/N) whispers softly, as though afraid of Nat’s reaction. Nat looks at them, eyes slightly squinted and lips pressed into a thin line. Were they serious? Did they really want to stay? “I mean…if you don’t want me to stay then I’ll leave the tower…start somewhere else-”

   “Oh my god, you’re being serious? You seriously want to stay here?”

   “Yeah,” (Y/N) looks at Nat curiously, as though she had just grown an extra head. “I thought I had said that i wanted to stay-” But their sentence is cut off when Nat wraps her arms around them tightly, squeezing them in the best hug they had ever received. 

   “Oh my god (Y/N),” Nat sighs shakily as she clings to (Y/N) like her lifeline. “Oh my god yes,” (Y/N) smiles as they hug back, letting Nat hold them and squeeze them as much as she needed to (which was an awful lot).

   “And um…maybe- maybe I could finally move into a more permanent room…maybe yours?” It was lightly suggestive, the only suggestiveness (Y/N) could manage but it still made Nat’s heart flutter and her cheeks light up.

   “Are you- Are you serious?”

   “If it’s not to much trouble or anything-”

   “Yes,” Nat looks at them seriously, her cheeks all flushed and her lips parted slightly. “Yes, I’d love to have you come stay with me,” (Y/N) smiles and blushes, nuzzling their forehead against Nat’s shyly and rather cutely too.

   “Well…how about we start moving your stuff then? Maybe break in your mattress a little more?” To this (Y/N) giggled and blushed a bright red, their lips curling in the sweetest smile Nat had ever seen.

   “Yeah,” (Y/N) smiles, a blue and black hand tracing up and down Nat’s arm. “Yeah, I’d like that,”

You’re pregnant

‘‘Mama are you okay?’‘

‘‘Yes dear I’m fine.’‘

The girl didn’t believe her mother , if the dark bags under her eyes and her abnormal exhaustion were anything to go by.

‘‘Can we go home now?’‘

The pink haired women looked towards the stack of paperwork on her desk before answering,thinking that if she stayed any longer her husband will come and get her,and his attempts never ended well for both of them,last time he did that they ended up with a broken desk and being caught in a rather awkward position by one of nurses.

‘‘Yeah come on.’‘

The Uchiha mother and daughter headed out of the hospital towards their home.

‘‘So what were you doing all day?’‘

Sakura said as she seemed to relax after meeting the night air.

‘‘I was just training’‘

‘‘Did you destroy a house or a field in the process?’‘

‘‘Mama!’‘

‘‘What? I gotta ask after you burned our house three years ago and just last week Naruto called me saying he has to talk to me about the training field you destroyed.’‘

‘‘Ok,first of all I didn’t know that the jutsu in that scroll was a fire jutsu ,and secondly,maybe I did pack a little more than necessary chakra into my punch last week.’‘

‘‘A little more!? you destroyed the whole field with one punch.’‘

‘‘Hn,don’t act like you’re not proud.’‘ she said while displaying a sheepish smile.

‘‘I am.’‘ she said.

After a moment of silence Sakura spoke again.

‘‘So Konohamaru told me that you’re getting closer to Mitsuki these days.’‘ she said as she waggled her eyebrows.

‘‘Mama no, me and him are like uncle Naruto and you.’‘

‘‘Hmm,but you do seem to get along much better  with Boruto than before?’‘

‘‘God no,there’s nothing between me and Boruto,he’s so annoying shanaroo!’‘

Sakura laughed as she pulled her daughter towards her by the shoulders,Sakura didn’t miss the redness of the girls face and ears but she decided to give the girl a break and change the subject.

‘‘You ready for tomorrow?’‘

‘‘Hell yeah,I’m gonna kick ass.’‘

‘‘Kakashi mailed me today,he said that he’s going to watch the chunin exams tournament tomorrow.’‘

‘‘Really? then I have to win!’‘

‘‘That’s the spirit Sasa-chan, you can do it Shanaroo!’‘

Both kunoichis raised their fists in the air which got them a few strange looks from the people on the street.

‘‘Hey isn’t that the Sakura Haruno?’‘

‘‘Yeah she is.’‘

‘‘Wow she’s so pretty.’‘

‘‘Come on I want to get her autograph.’‘

‘‘I can’t believe I’m going to meet the strongest kunoichi in the world.’‘

‘Seriously’ Sarada deadpanned as a swarm of people from different villages crowded her mother.

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.

‘Wonder why she’s late? I hope she’s not working I’m not in the mood to go drag her away from her office.’ Sasuke though as he finished slicing the tomatoes.

‘Probably a group of foreigners crowded her,she’s too nice to shoo them away’ he though as he put the tomatoes in the salad,after setting aside a plate for Sarada without tomatoes.

If there’s one thing he will never get about his daughter is her hatred for tomatoes,they’re delicious.

‘‘Papa we’re home.’‘

Sasuke smiled upon hearing Sarada’s voice.

Both of his girls entered the kitchen,one of them a cheery and the other looking like she’s about to collapse.

‘‘Hello darling.’‘

‘‘hey,you should sit down.’‘

‘‘No I’m fine,I’m going to go get a shower, this smells delicious.’‘

Sakura has to admit that she’s a little jealous of her husband’s ability in the kitchen,he has one hand for Kami’s sake and he still cooks better than her.

‘‘Except for the tomato soup.’’

Sasuke shot a glare towards his daughter who smiled.

‘‘Sarada never insult tomatoes in front of you’re father,he’s quite sensitive about that subject.’‘ She said remembering  when she called him mister tomato face when they first started their relationship ,as in when she first started seeing him blush.

‘‘You’re food is going to get cold Sakura.’‘ he said as they made eye contact,she could see the question in his eyes,she nodded to isgnifie that she was fine.

‘‘Yeah just give me five minutes.’‘

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.

‘‘So on what have you been training all day?’‘

‘‘Can’t tell you before the exams.’‘

‘‘Hn,not even a hint?’‘

‘‘You have to wait until tomorrow like everybody else’‘

‘‘Doesn’t the fact that I am your father get me special advantages?’‘

‘‘Yeah,those advantages only apply when my intentions aren’t to surprise you.’‘

‘‘You got me exited now.’‘

‘‘Good.’‘ she said as she moved to set the table.

‘‘Hn’‘

Her father isn’t as cold as he seems,she came to find that he’s a warm person he just either doesn’t want to show it or has trouble showing it,and he was quite funny too,but his jokes normally came at the form of sarcastic comments at the expense of Sakura or Naruto and sometimes Boruto.

‘‘Hey papa is mama sick?’‘

‘‘No why do you ask?’‘

‘‘I don’t know she’s been acting a little weird lately.’‘

She’s been  a lot more moody than usual lately.

Sasuke was about to answer when Sakura came in.

‘‘Okay let’s dig in.’‘

She was wearing her favorite red shirt,which seemed tighter on her than it was last week.

‘‘Em,mama are you noticing that you’re weight increased?’‘

Sarada picked her words carefully, aware of her mothers moodiness lately.

Sakura shared a look with Sasuke.

‘‘We should tell her now.’‘ he said to his wife who nodded in response.

‘‘Sarada activate you’re sharingan and look at your mother.’‘

She did as she was told,not hesitating to do what her father told her to do.

‘‘Mama you’re chakra is coiling around your stomach as if guarding it and theirs a different chakra than yours around their too.’‘

The girl froze as she figured it out.

‘‘Yo-you’re pregnant?!’‘

Sakura smiled and nodded.

‘‘But how,when,HOW?’‘

A tinge of pink appeared on Sasuke’s face as Sakura face was comparable to Sasuke’s favorite fruit.

Sasuke looked at Sakura before talking.

‘‘I thought you had the talk with her.’‘

‘‘I did when Sai tried to explain sex to her when she was nine.’‘

‘‘Sai what?’‘ he said as a tinge of anger flashed in his eyes,it was safe to say that Sai wasn’t Sasuke’s favorite person in the world.

‘‘I know how but you’re my parents and you’re old!’‘

‘‘Sarada!’‘

‘‘How far along are you?’‘

‘‘About six weeks.’‘

‘‘Huh.’‘

Sarada froze for a minute before continuing.

‘‘ A little brother.’‘

‘‘Or sister’‘ Sasuke said.

‘‘I have a feeling it’s a boy.’‘ the girl said still stunned by the revelation.

‘‘Are you unhappy Sasa-chan?’‘

‘‘What?no I’m just surprised that’s it.’‘

A moment passed before a smile found it’s way to Sarada’s face.

‘‘I’m going to be a big sister.’‘

Sakura smiled too, relieved that Sarada is happy.

‘‘Wait,you said you’re 6 weeks along ,six weeks ago was the attack at the chunin stadium,that means that-’‘

Sakura turned red from head to toe as Sasuke covered his face with his hand.

‘‘Eww eww,couldn’t you wait you-you perverts.’‘

‘‘I’m going to my room.’‘ she said as she ran upstairs,Sakura buried her head in her hands,she didn’t want to know what Sarada will do if she told her that the baby was probably conceived in her room since they used it to hide from Boruto who came barging in.

She raised her head when she heard a rare laugh from Sasuke.

‘‘What are you laughing about?’‘

‘‘Well the situation is quite amusing.’‘

Sakura couldn’t help but laugh,cause she has to admit that this situation is funny from an objective point of view,but too bad for her,she’s going to have trouble meeting Sarada’s eye tomorrow.

anonymous asked:

Sorry to go back to this it just interested me but what's the Dom!Cole thing? Like Lili is a submissive??? They seem pretty even to me?

lol. No need to be sorry. @zumpie is probably better at explaining this than I am but I will do my best (but seriously - if anyone else has something to add - please do!)

Unfortunately, I feel that, due in large part to a poorly written, badly researched, sad excuse for an erotica novel that was published and sub-sequentially turned into films, there has been some misunderstanding what the term Dom means in this context. Also - think of this as a spectrum. There are really hard core people who exist in this lifestyle and then there are people who are in a fully equal relationship and will - on occasion let one partner lead more often than the other. Remember - the power always actually belongs to the Sub - but I digress.

As far as my opinions on Cole (and indeed on Juggie in general - but that likely bleeds from being played by Cole - I doubt it’s in the script) I feel there ought to be a fundamental lesson on what I mean. Like I said, it’s a spectrum.

It’s also important to point out that in a relationship like this - just because someone is more dominating does not mean in ANY WAY that the other person can’t be a strong, self-actualized, independent person (Something that Lili obviously is - she’s badassed and awesome) For example, I don’t think Cole has a ‘room’ in his house where he ties up his girlfriend to have his merry way with her and she’s not wearing a collar and kneeling on the floor when he’s sitting on a chair or anything. (Not to throw personal judgements in there - if they WERE that kind of couple it’s their business and theirs alone.) HOWEVER - to get back to the point in hand, you can be a more dominant person without all those things that you’ve read about or seen in terrible Dakota Johnson movies (and seriously - I allude to that particularly badly written book/film enough but you don’t even want to get me started on my opinions about the inherent abuse and poor grammar and bad research. ICK). 

When I say Cole is clearly more Dom - it’s shown in the way he moves his hands (we joke about Sprousehart shoulder touching - but seriously, the boy touches her all the time and has literally no respect for personal space at all) - it’s almost like a reassuring/possession thing. That sounds bad… the possession part - but the MINE that it screams doesn’t have to be predatory or anything - it’s more of a “mine to protect” evolutionary thing. Nevermind that I’m sure Lil could kick someone’s ass if they tried anything she wasn’t happy with. But yeah. It’s not even just a sexual thing - though if anyone is calling anyone Daddy in this relationship it’s Public=Lili!Daddy and Private=Cole!Daddy.

It’s also shown in the expressions on his face (when he sets his chin when he’s about to say something he wants very clearly understood), and little things - like he’s obvious the one who walked Lili around a museum in Mexico or in an abandoned hospital in BC to take pictures. (That’s not to say that he wasn’t absolutely whipped when Lili said she wanted to go to Antelope Valley… and then he made that happen - but the two are not mutually exclusive points).  

Another friend described Cole as such: “Dom but whipped as fuck! That’s our little intellectual. ” and I thought it was a freaking apt description.

He’s older (though not by too much) and has had more experience in the world. Wouldn’t YOU take the world traveller when he wants to show you parts of it that he’d know you would enjoy? Why take the rest of your friends when you could be alone together… with his arm at the base of your back? lol. (and that right there is an example of a dommy kind of behaviour that doesn’t include whips and chains. The hand on the base of the back - or on her freaking NECK when he kisses her (even when he’s just filming that - you can’t tell me the script said, “Jughead uses his thumb on her neck as he bites her shoulder” – that was ALL instinct, dude.)

And if we look at how through the course of Riverdale (but Zump actually pointed it out with a clip of 16 year old Cole as Cody too) - the character starts to take on some of those same qualities. The way he leads, corrects, takes charge etc. That may have hit the script for Z&C - but by Riverdale, no way. Regarding Jughead’s behaviour - (and quoting Zump again) “When the’re on Betty’s bed (in the morning, with her mom around, no less), he demands she “c’mere” and Betty immediately leans in to comply—-plus his hand is slipping up her thigh and immense, quiet but not concealed, irritation at Alice’s cockblocking” even though he is a teenager sitting on her daughter’s bed. That look returns in E13 with the knock to the trailer door.

Also - there was the BTS and the deleted scenes shots of Cole draping his legs all over her and her hands resting (very naturally) on his inner thigh. That final Bughead scene at Pop’s where her arms are wrapped around his leg (which is up in the booth) - that’s not accidental and while I believe that one was probably scripted - we know there are lots of mannerisms Jug has that are Cole’s ides (ie. the sitting in the booth like L etc.) “Even as early as episode 7, when Juggie’s sprung from jail, he nods his head for Betty to come over when he’s ready for her” (after talking to his dad) “and she hurries to his side to comfort and attend to him” - or even how she DOESN’T touch him in the hallway in E12 because he’s mad (not at HER so much as the situation - but she knows when to be more submissive… this was likely scripted - but it also speaks to the character). “So not always (because he remains an insecure boy with all sorts of issues), but frequently, someone’s actually been quietly leading things for awhile.” In another ask, we discussed at length how Jughead has control issues - and I believe Cole does too (simply based on the way he was raised and the life he lived) - so making sure everything is right in your world seems pretty important to him. There is a whole camera!duels discourse we could get on as well - but I’m going to leave that aspect for now.

What’s funny is - Cole is actually a HUGE goofball. His laugh is loud. His gestures gregarious. He’s very clearly the life of the party and not afraid to laugh at himself and make others laugh (without resorting to infantile tactics like some of the others) But quite clearly, when he walks into a room and he’s always the first one there - he kinda… absorbs the air? Yeah. That’s the best way I can describe it. Sucking all the air out of the room while still making the people in front and all around him feel like they are the most important people to him right this second.

Does that answer ANY of your question, Grayface? I mean - I’m not a Cole expert, but I observe and yeah. I hope this gives you a little clue into what I’m saying when I referr to Dom!Cole anyway. 

#197 - For anonymous x2

Filling the prompts “one where Van meets a girl and at first they’re just friends and she always goes away when he smokes because she hates it and then Van finds out she has asthma and sees how she struggles breathing and quits smoking because of her?” and “i had a dream last month where a young van who was just starting catfish and was around 18 stayed at a student hotel i worked at, and i thought it would maybe make a good fic prompt?”


People always said you should find a job where your skills and traits were a benefit. Your innate self needed to be useful, rather than something to be hidden. They also cited the cliché of finding something that makes you want to get out of bed. You’d just invested in a thick, fluffy mattress topper though. There was not a lot that would make you want to get out of bed, but you knew what they meant. Surprisingly, you found the perfect job early on in life. You did work experience at sixteen at a hostel in town. You spent the two weeks washing clothes and wiping down tables, but you loved it. When you turned eighteen, you went back and asked for a job. A year later, you were still in love with it.

The hostel’s proximity to a bunch of music venues meant that a lot of the people that came through were young musicians. Messy by nature, but amazingly cool and kind, you liked making them tea and listening to their stories. You were organised enough to be able to run the front desk, but you liked having a few minutes to yourself too, so you never caused a fuss when asked to go do the washing. Some of your best friends were made there, and it would also provide the setting for meeting the absolute love of your life.

Catfish and the Bottlemen were playing across the road on a Friday and Saturday night. They’d open for Friday’s band, and had enough faith in themselves that people would come see them headline if they booked the next night too. Taylor, your manager, said it was a cocky move, but as you both sat at the desk reading about them, you came to the conclusion that they probably weren’t wrong.

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All I Know is How to Love You - Chapter Three (Yoongi x You Gang AU)

Originally posted by yoonkooks

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All I Know is How to Love You - Chapter Three

“I’ll be honest, I never thought you kids would actually come through.” The man spoke with a smirk in his tone, slight disbelief coating his words.

“As I’ve said before, BTS is no joke. We have the connections and the resources, so you can let your people know that we’re the people to come to if they need to get business taken care of.” Rap Monster spoke in that cold, calculating voice that seemed to send chills down the spines of whoever he was addressing.

“And what does your father think of your little play group, Namjoon?” The man drawled, teasing the pink haired boy and pushing to see if he would break.

“My father has no part in this. Now I insist that you take your drugs and leave with BTS’ name in your ear before I ask my lovely playmates Jungkook and Suga to make you leave.” The threat dripped with venom, and Rap Monster flashed his best smile.

A new voice invaded the spacious office, that wasn’t unfamiliar but one that Rap Monster and the others hadn’t heard in a very long time. “Yes, won’t you all please excuse myself and the leader of BTS so we can have a little chat?”

The members all instantly straightened from their lounging positions dispersed around Namjoon’s office.

“Jackson.”

“My dear friend, how have you been?” The tall blonde had a friendly demeanor as he approached the desk, but the members only stayed tense, waiting for Rap Monster’s reaction who was keeping an unreadable face as best he could.

“I didn’t realize you were back in town.” Rap Monster ignored the question, standing to his full height in order to be eye level with Jackson. But the careless boy just took a seat in the chair across from him, picking up one of the trinkets from his desk to play with and replacing it with his feet.

“Cypher has relocated back to its origin city as you’ve probably guessed, I’m sure you had already heard the rumors.” Jackson answered immediately.

“I would ask why but I doubt you even know.”

Jackson looked wounded at those words. “You underestimate me, Joonie, I’m not the little kid you used to know.” Rap Monster just rolled his eyes and snatched the trinket from his hold. Jackson pouted before continuing. “I actually do know why, but of course that’s all confidential information. My boss should be back in town by the end of this week so I came to properly warn you, because, despite what think, I do care for you still just the tiniest bit.”

“Warn us of what?” Jin asked from his seat in the corner. He had been watching the exchange with quiet fury.

“He wants you out of our territory and to end whatever activity you’ve been conducting. Basically move or BTS will be forced into extinction.”

“It’s not your territory anymore, Cypher forfeited all rights to it when they packed up and moved across the globe.” Suga replied lazily, bored with the entire thing and in desperate need of some rap music and sleep.

“Maybe, but you know as well as I do that Cypher has the ability to take back what was theirs. So far you’re the only ones who have opted to stand in our way and, quite frankly, boss man ain’t scared of seven adolescent boys who have distant ties to Whalien.” Jackson chuckled, standing and readjusting his jacket.

“Distant?” Jimin suddenly jumped up, snarling and pissed, “If you call Rap Monster being the son of the leader of Whalien distant then you’re even crazier than we thought!”

“Last time I checked, Joonie wasn’t on such great terms with Daddy dearest.” Jackson raised his eyebrows in question but Rap Monster was getting tired of listening to his bullshit.

“Your warning had been dully noted, you may leave now.” Rap Monster’s statement was laced with poison and had an undeniable tone of finality in it.

“I really hope you take it to heart, for your own sakes.” And then Jackson was traipsing out of the office but the tense atmosphere wouldn’t let up.

“What are we gonna do?” V bolted up, shifting nervously from one foot to the other, the lollipop that was once in his mouth now long forgotten.

“Not a damn thing.” Rap Monster’s eyes glinted in fury.


You continued on the same way for the rest of the week: arriving late, keeping an uncaring demeanor, and sleeping through every single class. It was the best way to keep numb and it always seemed to work, so there was no reason to change a single thing.

Except that fight on your second day stirred up more drama than you were in the mood for. People stared and whispered now, and did their best to stay as far away from you as possible, which you didn’t necessarily mind. But this also resulted in some of the Bangtan boys taking an almost unhealthy interest in you, much to your chagrin.

The day after your fight, you were woken from your morning nap to find several desks pulled up to surround yours as several boys laughed and obnoxiously horsed around. Judging by the deserted classroom, it was lunchtime now.

“Ah, Y/N! You’re awake!” J-Hope noticed your lucid form almost immediately, that goofy smile stretching across his face. Your mind was still too foggy to come up with any kind of response. “Y/N, you really are hard core, huh? First punching Suga and then fighting those girls?” J-Hope was still the only one speaking, an incredulous look on his face. You noticed Suga ignoring the entire ordeal and looking out the window absently, a sleepy look on his face.

“You’re seriously amazing! Where’d you learn to punch like that?” One of the guys asked, “Oh I’m Jimin, by the way.”

You just stared at him, long enough to make his enthusiastic expression melt away.

“She really is cold.” One of the others shivered slightly.

“Shut up, V! She just doesn’t like the attention can’t you tell?” Another one said.

“Oh little Jungkookie knows everything it seems.” V retorted, earning a playful slap from the one they called Jungkook. Suddenly, they were all playing around and laughing.

“Go away.” You said, standing from your seat and gathering up your things.

“Y/N, you’re so cold!” J-Hope whined.

Just then, the pink haired monster strolled through the door, forcefully pushing you down into your seat before pulling up his own chair and sitting on it backwards. “Sit, Y/N.”

You arched a perfect eyebrow at him, rolling your neck angrily. “I don’t like being told what to do.”

“Yeah me either, guess we have something in common.” He flashed a toothy smile. “You’ve been stirring up a lot of trouble, and unluckily for you, you’ve now fallen under our radar.”

You sighed in exasperation, words leaving your mouth before you could stop them. “You guys really think you’re some hot shit don’t you?”

Most of them looked at you with wide eyes besides V who was laughing silently, and from his seat in the corner where you dared to glance at him, Suga had the ghost of a small smile on his face.

“Why did you move here?” The leader asked you.

“None of your goddamn business.” You stood again, gathering up your things once more.

“I think it is. Sit the fuck down and answer the question before I get you to answer through force.” He stayed calm despite your fighting stance.

You didn’t know why this such a big deal, but you remained standing as you answered through your teeth. “I go wherever my parents send me. This time it was Seoul.”

“Have you lived here before?”

“Not since I was young.”

“Where did you live before this?”

You lied through your teeth. “London.”

He squinted his eyes at me like he didn’t believe me. “Really?”

“Really. Are we done now?”

For a second he gave you a steely gaze which was more emotion than you had ever seen him express before he curtly nodded his head and you were out the door faster than they had ever seen you move.


You weren’t surprised that Jin was already lounging underneath the tree, an arm draped over his eyes to shield the sun. You tried your best to be silent so he wouldn’t notice your presence and you could sleep in peace, but he was much smarter than that.

“Never thought I’d see you here again.” He didn’t remove his arm or look at you, just remained still.

“You can blame your idiotic gang members for this one.” You grumbled, cozying up to the tree.

He chuckled, “Oh god what did they do?”

“You guys aren’t nearly as scary as you think, why do you want my information?”

Jin sat up then, a confused look on his face. “Rap Monster interrogated you?”

“More like asked a single question after threatening me.” You didn’t open your eyes.

“What did he ask you?

“Shouldn’t you know? Why don’t you go and ask him yourself.”

For once, Jin didn’t say anything else, too caught up in his own confusion and you were drifting off to sleep once again within minutes.


The rest of the week, the boys, as in Jimin, J-Hope, V, and Jungkook, returned to your desk at lunch time every day, surrounding you in laughter and horseplay. You tried your best to ignore it, listening quietly as you pretended to sleep. It was either this or the tree with the never ending stream of speech that was Kim Seokjin, so there was no winning either way. At least these four let you attempt to sleep as they engaged in their own ridiculous conversations and every once in a while you would peek over at Suga, who was doing the exact same thing as you all by himself in the corner.

On the way home one night, all you could think about were those stupid boys and their stupid gang. Whatever they were involved in, it took a toll on both Suga and Jin. That much was clear. You entered the long tunnel that spilled out into the city near your house and immediately noticed something was wrong. Cars were backed up and honking relentlessly. Squinting, you noticed that halfway down the tunnel, a large pickup truck was parked so that it blocked both lanes, stopping all traffic. There was hollering and excited yelps from every direction and you watched as the people in the cars got angrier and angrier. Your feet inched closer to the disruption and that’s when you saw them.

You noticed V first, crouched on the hood of a car with a spray paint can in his hand as he ‘X’ed out the windshield and laughed maniacally. BTS was in the road between cars, flying across the tops of them, and causing all sorts of mayhem. J-Hope spit his drink out at a window, while Jimin dumped his on the top of a car. They screamed and danced around, laughing and having so much fun. As much as you could tell that this was a huge disturbance, you were fascinated and watched in awe. They had each other’s backs—that much was clear. They all had a reason for what they were doing, like their youth was taking a toll on them and this was them fighting back. It made you dizzy with jealousy to see how much they loved each other, to see them creating memories right before your eyes.

You were broken from your reverie when J-Hope’s eyes spotted you, watching in silence.  “Y/N?!” He shouted, jogging over to you immediately. Most of the others didn’t notice except for V who jogged over to join you. “What are you doing here?”

“I was…I was walking home…” You didn’t really know how to react about this.

“Come on, we’re having fun!” V exclaimed, tossing you an extra spray paint can and yanking towards the nearest car which he proceeded to jump onto and dance around on. You looked at the can dumbly for a second before J-Hope came over and closed his hand over yours.

“Like this.” And then he applied pressure and you were vandalizing a car together as his steady hands traced out the letters ‘BTS’. It was exhilarating, and you could feel your cheeks flushing with excitement.

Then you spotted Suga. He seemed drunk on the rush of what he was doing, and it made him he even more attractive than before. He chucked his cup at the closest vehicle, and that’s when the first person started to get out of their car. Suga called out a warning and they all started running for the pick up truck.

“Come on!” J-Hope screeched, grabbing your wrist and forcing you to run along. Everyone was climbing into the back of the truck that blocked the traffic, all of them screaming and shouting from the truck bed. J-Hope hoisted you up without your consent and all but threw you in before climbing in himself. Within seconds, the car was speeding away and traffic was continuing to normal.

You were breathing heavily, trying to calm your heart which was racing from the high. You hated that you liked the feeling, almost like you had a taste of what it was like to be really alive. You hadn’t noticed the six pairs of eyes on you.

“Y/N?” Jungkook said between heavy pants, “When did you get here?”

All you could do was stare wide eyed, angry that the image you had worked to create may have just been foiled for a single moment of exhilaration.

“I was—“

“She was walking home and saw what we were doing and I saw her so I pulled her in to join!” J-Hope explained happily, his face scrunching up into that ridiculous grin, you couldn’t help but grin a little bit at his expression.

“Did Y/N just smile?!” V shouted in disbelief, pointing his finger right in your face. You went to bite it, and he pulled away just in time.

“The more the merrier.” Rap Monster just replied contentedly, placing his hands behind his head and closing his eyes while leaning back. At that moment the tunnel opened up and your hair was thrust up by the oncoming wind, but you loved it, you always loved this feeling. Some of them lifted their hands up to the wind, still shouting and laughing at the experience. Your eyes found their way to Suga who was curled up in a ball, eyes closed in rest peacefully and they didn’t leave him for the rest of the ride home.


You didn’t regret that day at all, but it did lead to a slightly sticky situation. The boys now thought you were willing to be friends which most certainly wasn’t the case. You continued to ignore them at lunch, but now even Jin was showing up and they would try to get you to engage.

On Friday, you were sleeping away like normal while V and Jimin horsed around and Jin and Rap Monster shared a hushed conversation when someone burst into the classroom.

“It’s good to be back in school!”

At the sound of the voice, your head unconsciously snapped up and found the source. Standing there in all of his arrogant glory was Jackson.

Rap Monster was on his feet instantly. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Isn’t it obvious? I had a sudden desire to finish my education.” Jackson then seemed to notice your presence. “Y/N? Is that you?” You squeezed your eyes shut, as if that was enough to will the boy away, but instead you were yanked forcefully out of your seat by your arm and forced to face him. “I’m speaking to you.” He said cheerfully.

The second he had grabbed you, chairs were falling back and the boys assumed positions to fight. “Get your hands off of her.” Jin seethed, surging forward. Unexpectedly, Rap Monster held him back.

“How do you know Y/N?” He probed, that calculating look back.

Jackson flashed that impressive smile as he looked back and forth between me in his grip and them. “Oh that? Y/N is my fiancée.”

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Split Lip Pt. 2

Originally posted by buffysvmmers


A/N: Ok this ended up being significantly longer than part 1 but I guess thats the way the cookie crumbles.

Part 1

A week and a half later, you’re meandering home from an evening out with a visiting friend. You stumble down the deserted streets towards your flat and as you draw closer to your building, you notice a figure peel away from the wall by your door and walk purposely towards you.

“Y/N, where have you been?” You recognise Isaiah’s voice before the light reaches his face. You grin as he approaches.
“Isaiah! I thought you were all in London-” He stops in front of you and grabs you by the upper arm, cutting off your words and your loose smile. His firm, almost painful grip sobers you a little and it’s then that you notice the odd combination of concern and fury in his face.

“We got back a few hours ago,” he snaps impatiently. “Where the fuck have you been, Y/N? Jesus, we thought…” he trails off and his glare softens slightly, though his grip on your arm doesn’t loosen.

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Letting Go

This is kinda all over the place, sorry about that. There’s no specific timeline, each piece jumps in at various times throughout the relationship. And some are mundane but also important to the type of relationship we had, while others are bigger moments.

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy.

This is one of my first steps in putting it all behind me and trying to press forward.

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You Deserve Better

Pairing: Archie x Reader

Request: @that-one-greaser - Could I request an Imagine where you’ve liked Archie for a while but have been dating other guys to try to get over him but you don’t know that he actually likes you too? (Could he maybe spill his feelings after you go to him after a fight with your boyfriend?) thanks hun<3

Warnings: slight cussing

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In this town, when you’ve dated one member of the football team, you’ve dated all. All this time, I’ve been waiting for one football player in particular to recognize me, but I’ve had no such luck. Archie Andrews has been my one true crush for so many years, yet we’ve only remained friends. I always figured he’d go for a good, cute girl like Betty anyway, so i never dared to embarrass myself and confess my feelings to him.

After I decided to keep my feelings to myself, I made another decision: get over that glorious ginger-haired boy. And as everyone says, the best way to get over a guy? Date someone else. In my case, I dated several.

Currently, I was going out with Reggie Mantle. Recently appointed to captain of the football team, Reggie was perfect in distracting me from my still-lingering feelings for Archie.

Reggie agreed to come over to my house at 6 so I could help him with his Chemistry assignment, and even give him some personal entertainment. However, when 7 rolled around, and he hadn’t returned any of my calls or messages, I gave up. Instead, I decided to head to Pop’s for a milkshake.

Boy, was that a mistake.

As soon as I entered, I heard his laugh. I turned to see Reggie, sitting with his back to me, with his arm around one of the River Vixens. I watched silently as she tilted her head up to kiss him sweetly. Outraged, I stormed up to their booth and the second Reggie saw my face, he pulled away from the Vixen and rushed to explain himself. Before he could stand and grab my hands, I slapped him swiftly across the face. Satisfied with his pained expression, I rushed out of the diner, desperate to get away.

I know that Reggie was just another piece of arm-candy, but no one deserves to be cheated on, no one.

I needed to be away from Reggie, but I also didn’t trust myself to be on my own with such anger. As if on instinct, my body headed in the direction of Archie’s house. I wanted his warmth, his comforting words, and his voice whispering in my ear that everything will turn out fine. I wanted him.

The second I knocked on his front door, he opened it, as though he sensed that I was going to be there. When he saw my troubled expression, he hurried me inside.

He led me to his bedroom and sat down next to me on his bed. He draped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer to his side. Just being near to him, in this room, reminded me of how deep in love I fell for him.

“What happened, Y/N?” he asked concerned.

“That son of a bitch, Mantle stood me up to suck face with a freaking River Vixen!” I was angry and I refused to cry.

“What the hell? That’s ridiculous. Why would he cheat on YOU?” he asked, rubbing my shoulder in circles.

I scoffed. “Clearly he thinks that I’m not important enough for his attention. Maybe he wanted a cheerleader’s body instead of a regular girl like me.”

“Don’t say that! You’re perfect! There’s no guy that wouldn’t feel lucky to call himself your boyfriend.”

I scoffed again and said, “well clearly one guy doesn’t think so.”

Thinking that I meant Reggie instead of him, he replied, “Don’t worry, Y/N, you’re gonna find someone way better than Reggie. Literally anyone would be better than him.” He shifted so that he was facing me. Automatically, I moved to face him as well.

Seeing his eyes alone made my anger subside. I just wanted him to pull me towards him and wrap his arms around me.

“I don’t mean to be rude, especially at this time, but I gotta ask. Why did you date so many of those awful guys?” He offers me a smile to prove he means no offense.

I shrug and say, “I needed the distraction. Rather than wait for someone who I wasn’t even sure felt the same way about me, I placed my focus on other guys.” I waited before asking, “what about you, Arch? Why haven’t you made a move with Betty yet?”

He smirked. “I’m waiting for someone else. I never liked Betty in that way, anyways.”

“Oh yeah? Who are you waiting for?” I teased.

“Someone who doesn’t know how valuable she is. Someone who aimlessly dates around too much. Someone who’s never gone a day without being single since the 9th grade.”

Realizing he was describing me, I started, “Archie, what-”

“Y/N, you’ve always deserved better than those meatheads you always date. I can’t stand it when they have their arms around you like you’re some possession of theirs. Even tonight, Reggie has proven that he doesn’t value you.”

“Archie, that’s all well and good, but with my track record, who’s going to even want me?”

“I can think of one guy,” he mutters, smirking.

“Oh yeah? Point me in his direction and I’ll-”. I’m cut off as Archie lurches forward and covers my mouth with his. His lips feel so soft and sincere, I drink in every milliseconds that passes by.

Slowly he pulls away and looks at me with a sheepish grin.

“Well,” I say. “That was unexpected. ”

He chuckles lightly and says, “yeah, I’ve actually wanted to do that for a long time. I’ve had a crush on you since we were kids, Y/N/N, and I don’t want to see you go around with another idiotic guy. I want you to consider me as your future.”

I let out a loud laugh that takes him by surprise. “Are you kidding me, Andrews? I’ve liked you forever. I was convinced you’d never like me in that way , so I looked at other guys.”

“Wait, seriously?” The grin that spread across his face was priceless.

“Yes!”

“So, what happens now?”

I shrug and say, “I guess we just see where this goes. But, we both agree that this is actually happening, right? We’re really going to be…more than friends?”

He nodded and said, “yes, I would love that.” He continues to smile and says, “shouldn’t we tell the others?”

“They can wait till tomorrow. Now, I just want you all to myself.” I pull his neck towards me and he kisses me immediately. I’ve kissed guys before, but this feels different; this feels monumental.

Finally, my fears since the 9th grade have proven to be pointless. Knowing that Archie has felt the same way since then means the world to me. He’s seen me and I’ve seen him. Now, his lips will be the only lips I kiss for a very long time to come.

Not Dead Yet (Part 43)

*Where is the end of this series? Is it in sight? Who the hell knows!*

Pairing: Reader x Peter Pan

Warnings: language, smut


It was getting awfully late. Maybe Peter had forgotten I was down here. I had been waiting in the underground cavern under his Thinking Tree for hours now. It had given me plenty of time to overthink the encounter with Tigerlily earlier. Had he harmed her? What were they talking about? Had he sent her away? Was he going to punish me once he was done with her?

My threat to leave had been a bluff but it seemed to have worked. Surely I was going to pay for bringing a reminder of his past to the island. A fairy no less! How was I supposed to know? I thought fairies were supposed to wear sparkly dresses and flowers in their hair and stuff like that. Tigerlily looked like the grown-up equivalent to a Lost Girl. I doubt that matters to him though. All he knows is that I brought her here.

The sound of someone entering the cavern pulled me from my worrying thoughts. It was Peter. Not that expected it to be anyone else. He looked far calmer than he was when I left him. In fact, he looked almost happy. What had he done to her? I didn’t see any blood on him so that was a plus I hope.

“Hello again, pet.” Peter advanced on me quickly gathering me in his arms and kissing me hotly. “Hope you weren’t waiting too long.”

“You’re in a better mood. What’d you do to her?”

“Don’t worry your traitorous little head about her. She’s not dead.”

“But then what–”

“Let’s discuss this later.” he kissed me again signaling the discussion was over for now. I suppose it was time for my apology. Fine by me.

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🎃 Halloween Prompt 🎃

Send me a number and a member and i’ll write you a oneshot before halloween! I hand picked these prompts so i hope there is one you like!


  1.  “We should do a couples costume.”
  2.  “Who ate all my candy?!!”
  3.  “You’re too old to go trick-or-treating.”
  4.  “What God-awful demon possessed you to wear that?”
  5.  “I hate costumes, just get me a shirt.”
  6.  “I will dress up as literally anything else, but don’t make me wear this..”
  7.  “Look, I dressed up as you.”
  8.  “Oh we’re going all the way around. I want this sack to be filled to the brim with sugar.”
  9. “And…what are you supposed to be?”
  10. “Shit we’re out of candy, and those kids are on their way.”
  11. “Trust no one tonight.”
  12. “He’s gonna get you! He’s gonna get you!!”
  13. “Humans are idiots.”
  14. “I’m the tall dark stranger your parents warned you about.”
  15. “Why don’t you just take your broomstick and shove it?”
  16.  “I hate Halloween.”
  17. “If you can’t wake up from the nightmare, maybe you’re not asleep.”
  18. “Do you think keeping your eyes shut will keep you safe?”
  19. “What did you do to me?!”
  20. “Somebody’s watching us.”
  21. “Careful, I might carve your head instead of a pumpkin.”
  22. “Um, how do you get bloodstains off your clothes?”
  23. “Let’s NOT split up, okay?”
  24. “Did you hear that?”
  25. “Try to rake the leaves and not jump in the pile this time, okay?
  26.  Handing out candy to all the trick-or-treaters, oh my God how many are there, oh no we’re out of candy.
  27. We don’t know each other, but showed up to this party wearing matching costumes.
  28. You’re one of the actors at a haunted house and I accidentally punched you when you jumped out at me- can I buy you coffee or something to make up for it?
  29. you absolutely loathe horror films whereas I love them, can we please please please just watch one? I’ll hold you if you get scared!
  30. I sliced my hand open trying to carve a pumpkin for my crush and s/he saw the whole thing and now has to drive me to the hospital. FML.
  31. Boy meets evil, evil takes boys’ candy, and then ransom it for kisses.  That’s how my Halloween went.
  32. I kind of told my family that we were dating and they kind of expect us to show up to our family’s annual Halloween party.  Oh, yeah, I also kind of told them that you knew how to make a special dish, and they kind of want you to bring it.  Bonus: “I said it needs a dash of salt, not sass.”
  33. I wanted to really embrace the fall spirit so I raked my leaves into a big pile and have been jumping around in it for ages and your moving truck just pulled up beside my house, so hi I’m your new not-weird neighbor.
  34. you showed up at my fall cabin to ask for directions but I’m humble and lonely so i let you in for apple cider and candy corn and I don’t want you to leave.
  35. You took my pumpkin pie on accident and I have your apple one
  36. we team up for the couples contest every year as friends but this year you’re with someone else and I’m definitely Not Jealous and definitely Not Realizing Feelings
  37. You own a bakery and before 2 days ago I didn’t know it was possible to fall in love with a pumpkin pie
  38. By the time I make it to the coffee shop every morning there’s only one pumpkin muffin left and you always beat me by just one spot in line and get it first. But not today, muffin stealer.
  39. I have to take my sibling trick-or-treating. The only thing making the night even remotely tolerable is the fact that their best friend’s sibling/guardian/etc, whom I’m hopelessly attracted to, is coming along
  40. I don’t have a problem with supernatural creatures, but come on, I can’t seriously be the only human in this damn house/dorm/etc.
  41. A Halloween Festival.
  42. Every year, on Halloween, I dream of someone I’ve never actually met.
  43. Spending the day doing evey fall thing possible (pumpkin patches, house decorating etc)
  44. On Halloween you’re supposed to line your windows and doors with salt and place mistletoe in front of your house or else they will come. I…kind of forgot too…
  45. we’re at a harry potter themed halloween party and you and i are the ONLY hufflepuffs, what the heck?
  46. Masquerade Ball.
  47. The person dressed like Death, who I’ve been flirting with, is actually death and needs my help tonight.  What do I do?
  48. There’s a Halloween party, and Couple is invited, but they begin to notice everyone’s costumes are better than theirs and woah– did that guy get dental work for those fangs? 
  49. i thought you were joking about being a witch but holy shit, you actually practice witchcraft, that’s so cool and also kind of intimidating?
  50. A romantic hayride, oh no are you allergic to hay?

anonymous asked:

Could you do 27 for soukoku please??

Mild angst. Suggested smexy times at the end. The usual with Soukoku. Chuuya is still sensitive about Dazai leaving. Could link to my other fic, or could work alone. But please enjoy all the same.

27. “I’m not going to apologize for this. Not anymore.”

They fight. Not often, but when they do, it’s ugly.

Chuuya and Dazai are permanently colliding forces. Two magnets that attract each other, but two planets that will destroy each other when contact is made. They cannot get away, but staying isn’t the best option either. So, the best thing they can do is orbit one another and hope for the best.

When Chuuya is angry, he is fire. His cheeks are flushed red, his hair rumpled and frizzing up around him. He loses his composure, his words turn to screams and his fists into weapons. He wants nothing more than to hit Dazai with a baseball bat until he leaves and never comes back.

Dazai, when he is truly, truly furious, is pure ice. His glares are rock hard, his lips sealed in a thin line. He has no patience for violence, and he’ll brick your fist while barely moving. He doesn’t want to go, he wants to win this fight. He’ll listen to every one of Chuuya’s words and twist them around until they decide he has won.

Tonight, they are in these phases. Chuuya is throwing clothes, books, jackets at Dazai, enraged, while Dazai calmly steps out of the trajectory. Chuuya screams, and Dazai censors the noise from his ears.

You think it’s okay to just stand there like that?” Chuuya shouts, his hands finding a sneaker and pelting it across the room. His blue eyes are stormy, a dark thunder cloud trapped within his mind. “Say something, damn it!”

Dazai catches the sneaker, and ducks the pillow flying his way. Behind him is an obstacle course of Chuuya’s rage, littered over every inch of open floor. “I have nothing important to say. I’m not going to apologize for this. Not anymore.”

Chuuya growls, and is marching across the room. Dazai stands still, the redhead coming closer and closer.

“Then just leave if you really don’t care!” Chuuya shouts, and his fists are flying. Dazai catches one, then the other, though with some difficulty. “Just leave like you did last time! That’s all you ever do!”

Chuuya is shaking as Dazai freezes. His hands are wobbly, his head downcast. Anger boils from every pore, licked by regret.

“Chuuya…” Dazai murmurs, pulling his fists in between his two hands, rubbing his thumb over the soft knuckles. “You know that I didn’t want to leave you, right?”

Chuuya shakes his head, and he looks up. He isn’t crying, but he isn’t as angry anymore. This fight has torn all of the rage out of him. “You still left.” He rested his forehead against his fists, not touching any of Dazai’s skin. “I don’t care if you didn’t want to leave, because you did.”

Dazai watches his face fall, watches his cheeks pale in a bitter note. “You left me without any clue. You just… weren’t there one day.” He pulled his hands from Dazai’s grasp, and pummeled one fist into his chest. “I waited for you!”

Another fist.

“Just like I waited tonight!”

Another.

“Why are you never there when I need you?”

Two fists, clenched against his chest, pushing the brunette away. Dazai gazes down at Chuuya with soft eyes, let’s fire melt the icy layers he had built up.

He wraps his arms around Chuuya.

“Chuuya…” He whispers affectionately, rubbing his fingertips against the top of the redhead’s cheeks, kneading circles into the pale skin, leaving invisible traces of himself on Chuuya, so that no one else can call him theirs. “I’m sorry I didn’t call. But you seriously didn’t think I left you, did you?” He chuckled, one hand petting the red locks that were tangled together.

Chuuya glared up at him. “What, is that somehow irrational?”

“Well, yeah.” Dazai grinned, rubbing a thumb under his eyes. “First of all, I’m a member of the Detective Agency now, so I can’t leave the Port Mafia again…”

Chuuya rolled his eyes. “That’s not the point I was making.”

Dazai flicked Chuuya on the head. “You dumb little chibi. If I was leaving you I would have told you. I have more honour than that.”

Chuuya pushed him away, though it was more mockingly than anything. “You know, some people would say something cheesy like, ‘I would never leave you.’”

“No, that’s what you would say.” Dazai grinned. “Seeing as how you’re such a romantic.”

Chuuya’s cheeks were flushed. “I am not-”

“No time for that!” Dazai interrupted, scooping up the redhead in his arms. “Let’s go make up that fight the way couples usually do!”

He carried them to their room, and made sure to lock the door.

(The next morning, Chuuya would stumble out in boxers and a baggy t-shirt of Dazai’s to find his entire living room covered in pillows and books and his favourite clothes. He proceeded to smother Dazai with a brown and blue pillow, only to be grabbed around the waist and held close.)

(He hates Dazai. But in the best way possible.)

We Are Family: Coming Out

Summary: Y/N is kicked out of her parents house after they learn she’s gay. She turns to her best friend’s aunt, Peggy Carter, for a place to stay and winds up at 384 Friday Avenue. The house is crammed with colorful characters all trying to figure out what they want to do with their lives. Avengers AU

Characters: Reader, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Thor, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Sam Wilson, other eventual Marvel characters

Warnings: mentions of homophobia

Word count: 1658

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The past two weeks had gone by in a blur. As Bucky predicted, the owner of the cafe was desperate for help, and he hired you on the spot the day after you moved into the brownstone. Thankfully, you had worked at a Starbucks for a summer between sophomore and junior year of high school, so you had an upper hand when it came to making drinks. You had been working almost every day (except Sunday of course), sometimes even picking up two shifts in one day. The money was decent, and you always got to take any leftover sandwiches when you closed the cafe.

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Two is better than one. Agent North and South Dakota x Medic!Reader

So @submarinefleet got sent fanart of her and her sniper husband and figting wife (same tbh) so I was like HEY! This chick makes some BAMF fanfics, so imam make one for her cause it seems like she has a lot on her plate and she updates a lot, so she deserves it! So I hope you all and mushi like it very much!

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Being a medic on the mother invention was a good job. You helped those in need, usually a freelancer or a maintenance worker who was NOT good at their job. Ipayed well, and you became close with people who were frequent in the infirmary, which is basically all of the freelancers.

 

You had come to know all of them personally, even maine. Whenever they were in you would chat with them as you stitched them up, they were your friends and you liked them all and they liked you.

Some more than others.

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“ Y/nnnnn i’m  in paaaaiiiiiin!!!!” South whined as you tended to her brothers wounds.


 

“ Would you hold on?” You asked as you pressed a cloth into North’s side, causing him to

wince.“ Jeez, both of you idiots are so whiny, god knows how you became freelancers.”


 

“ Well we are rather skilled you know.” North added and South nodded.


 

“ Yeah, and i wouldn’t mind showing you.” She said with a wink, causing you rolled your eyes and hide the blush growing on your face.


 

“ Are you seriously flirting with me?Now? Of all times i see you?” You asked and she shrugged.

“ Time seemed right.”


 

North rolled his eyes at his twin sister.“ South, you can’t just randomly spew sexual things like that at y/n in an attempt to woo her, she’s a lady and deserves to be treated as such.” He scolded and you smiled.


 

“ Aww thanks north!” You cooed and kissed his cheek, causing him to grin and blush.


 

“ See?” He said proudly to his sister, who was currently giving him a death glare.“ That’s how you do it.”


 

“ Yeah, yeah, yeah.” South snapped and sent you a sad pout.“ Where’s my kiss y/n?”  


 

It was like this a lot. Agents North and South Dakota were in the infirmary more than any other agent, and were usually there for meniscal injuries or checkups. And while they were there they would always flirt with you, but never did anything they said they would.


 

As time went on you developed feelings for the twins.But didn’t know if they felt the same way, sure they flirted and you would give them little pecks here and there. But did they actually have feelings for you or were you just some little game?


 

“ Oh stop your complaining south.” You said as you kissed her cheek.“ Your injury is practically nothing, both of your injuries are.” You said and sent her brother an annoyed look, causing him to smirk and raise his hands in defense.


 

“ Hey, it’s only because you’re an amazing medic, best hands in the business.” He said and his sister chuckled.


 

“ Wonder what else you could do with those hands.” She purred and you stepped away as you blushed furiously, south’s words always did that to you.


 

“ Say what you want agent south, but i’m on duty right now.” You said and she rolled her eyes.


 

“ Party pooper.”


 

Your conversation with them stopped when somebody knew spoke up.


 

“ Hey y/n.” Agent texas spoke.“ Mind fixing up my stitches?They keep coming loose.” She asked and you nodded.


 

( in this tex is human, kay?) You nodded and motioned to one of the beds.“ Of course, please sit down agent texas.” You said and she smiled.


 

“ Don’t mind if i do.” She said in a tone that made shiver run up your spine. Of course the twins didn’t react the same as you.


 

“ Hello tex, ” North said in a sweet voice.“ It’s a little late for a visit to the infirmary, don’t you think?” He asked and she shrugged.


 

He was right, it was the middle of the night and she wasn’t even in her armor. Instead she wore a black tank top and sweatpants.


 

“ Well the same could be said for you two.” She said. “ You guys seem to always be i and out of this place.”


 

“ Well they certainly are accident prone.” You spoke as you began to redo her stitches.“ They always come in here with the strangest injuries.” You said and she chuckled.


 

Your eyes were focused on the stitches on her arms so you weren’t able to see the look she was giving you, but the twins were. And they didn’t like it one bit. Tex was looking at you a way the predator looked at her prey right before she jumps.This did not slide by the twins.


 

You were theirs. Your smile, your laugh, your blush, they loved it all and they loved the fact that they were the cause of it all. Not.Tex.

“ And done.” You said as you finished her stitching.“ Should hold in there pretty good. Just come back if it doesn’t.”


 

Tex twisted her arms and marvelled at your work.“ Wow, you did a really good job.” She said. “ Your hands are so soft.” She told you before smirking.“ I wonder what else those little hands of yours are capable of.” She purred into your ear before she felt a hand on her shoulder, and then another on her other shoulder.


 

She turned around to see both North and south standing over her with pissed off looks on their faces.


 

“ That’s my line.” South growled.“ And my girl, so back off tex.” She snapped and north nodded.


 

“ I think it’s best if you leave now tex and let us spend a little alone time with our girlfriend, alrighty?” He asked and tex chuckled.Wait a minute, did he just say girlfriend?


 

“ Alright, just don’t be so hard on the girl, she looks fragile.” She said before leaving the room.


 

As soon as the door shuts souts lips were on yours.At first it was rough, her lips smashed agsint yours, her arms wrapped aroud your waist as you hands tangled themselves in her hair. But eventually she softened her lips moved in sync with yours and her hands rubbed small circles on your hips. Everything began to feel fuzzy until her brother chuckled.


 

“ Alright, south, don’t hog her all to yourself.” He said and his sister pulled away.


 

“ I hate that woman so much.” South growled and held you against her,“ She thinks she’s sooooo special, ugh!” She said and looked you, her eyes softened and she laid her head in the crook of your neck. South was never this affectionate.


 

“ If she ever bothers you again, just tell me and i’ll kill her.” South said and your eyes went wide.

“ Now now, south.” You said nervously.“ I don’t really think that’s neccesar-”


 

“ I think it is.” North said as he sat down next to you and pressed his lips against your cheek.Causing your face to go even redder than it already was.“ It’d be a shame if somebody tried to take you away from us.We’ve been pining after you for quite some time, i suppose tex just sent us over the edge.” He said and smiled.“ Well cats outta the bag now.we love you.” He said with a child like smile, causing your eyes to go wide over how he could share such big information so casually.


 

You went silent for a moment as you tried to process all of the information you were just given.“ So wait..” You said slowly as you pointed to them  both.“ You guys, like-”


 

“ You, dumbass.” South grumbled as she lifted her head from your neck and sent you an annoyed look.“ Why do you think we visit so much?”


 

“ I dunno, i just thought i was some game.” You answered shyly and north shook his head, he looked offended that you would even think such a thing.


 

“ You Are waay too important to us to be some silly little game y/n.” He said and kissed you.“ I hope you know that.”


 

“ And i hope you know this means we’re dating now.” South said and sent you a serious look.“ So if that bitch ever comes back here -”


 

You cut her off with a giggle, causing her to look up at you like a confused puppy.“ I’ll make sure to tell you south.” You said and kissed her forehead. Watching big bad agent south melt into a grumbling, blushing puddle was certainly something you could get used to.


 

“ Hey, don’t leave me out.” North pouted childishly and you rolled your eyes.


 

“ Your such a dork.” You told him and kissed his lips.“ But i like it.”


 

“ You better y/n, ” He replied.“ Because we aren’t going anywhere.”


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So google chrome is being a turd and it’s being all floopy with tumblr so I couldn’t write this on tumblr so I had to use…..INTERNET EXPLORER AHHHH!!!!!!! But anyways this was a ton of fun to write cause I love mushi and I love the twins and I love rvb very very verrrryyyy much!If you want to request something, no angsty though for my babs only happieness for my smol heart, i’d be happy too! I hope you guys have a great day! Love you babies boo bye!

Biggest Fear : Luke One Shot

This was supposed to be part of a Luke series that I had in mind but I clearly suck at those and couldn’t get this idea outta my head so here ya have it. (I imagine Jaiva as Cara Delevingne but you can of course picture her however you like). Hope you enjoy x

Luke knew it was a bad idea to give her this kind of personal information. Of course she wasn’t asking just for the sake of getting to know each other. Jaiva isn’t that simple. She’s a sneaky, coniving little shit, never even blinking without an underlying purpose, and Luke should’ve seen this coming. 

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