not sure what else to say other than omfg we did it!

Justice League, Meet The Avengers

Batsy has created a chatroom.

Batsy has added Alfredo Pasta.

Batsy: Alfred.

Alfredo Pasta: Yes, Master Bruce?

Batsy: Was it Barry or Oliver this time?

Alfredo Pasta: It was the young speedster, Master Bruce.

Batsy has added Bear.

Batsy: Stop. Changing. Our. Names.

Bear: Alfredo Pasta, you snitched on me?

Alfredo Pasta: No regrets, son.

Alfredo Pasta: Was there something you needed, Master Bruce?

Batsy: I want to know the current status of the rest of the league.

Alfredo Pasta: Inviting them over for dinner? I shall prepare the table.

Batsy: No - a meeting that involves food, Alfred!

Bear: Ooooh are we having Lobster Thermidor? Arthur won’t like that.

Bear: I’ll be back in a… Flash. Gotta take care of my good pal Captain Cold.

Bear has left the chat.

Alfredo Pasta: It seems all members of the JLA are currently preoccupied.

Batsy: Even Clark? What could Arthur be doing? And Diana?

Alfredo Pasta: Saving the world, of course.

Alfredo Pasta: Except for Arthur. He’s at an aquarium.

Batsy: Are there any criminals out?

Alfredo Pasta: I’m afraid not, Master Bruce. Master Dick has done an exceptional job of keeping them at bay.


Batsy: What’s the Joker up to?

Alfredo Pasta: He’s in hiding after your last debacle with him.

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Special Fic Rec ❤❤

Ok so, I began this blog on December 9th, well, actually I’ve been on tumblr since 2013 (nice, old Naruto Era), yet, I consider this one the actual date of this blog birth, since it was the day I posted my first BTS Fanfiction - Sanitarium (which I still hold very dearly to my heart).

To be honest, even if writing has been one of my passions for many years, I never expected much from my own stories, especially since English killed me in more than one way (ah, it kicked my ass so hard during my high school days lol); yet, I surprisingly found an incredible amount of happiness in writing for seven lovely dorks - not to talk about the crazy, wonderful authors and friends I had the pleasure to meet here, people who helped me grow and who gave me some of the most pleasurable reading moments of my life :’)

But I was saying, I didn’t expect much from posting my fics, yet, nearly 5 months later, I reach my first mile stone. Really, I can’t believe it: 1k people are reading my fics, and supposedly they also enjoy them. It happened quite fast, in my opinion, and I also know I’ve been very lucky for many authors are amazing and still don’t have the exposure they deserve! It takes them a lot of hard work when they should really be appreciated a lot more! This is why, to celebrate this milestone (ok, compared to other authors is not that big of a number, but still I consider it an important accomplishment ;^;) I decided to do a special, big fic rec to share the talent filling this social!! 

Some of these writers are super known actually, yet others have a smaller public: they have such a fantastic way with words tho, such a breath-taking creativity, that I just needed to tag them and link their stories - hopefully, some of you will fall in love with their work too; please, if so, go send them all a lot of love, for they are not holy amazing authors but also amazing people :’)

And I’m incredibly happy to have some of them as mutuals, if not even as friends <3 <3

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Imagine Bangtan: Tattoo Artist & Piercer! Jeon Jungkook

Hey guys! So, this is going to be a different profession AU! for all of Bangtan~

I hope you enjoy it!!! 

Imagine Bangtan (Different Profession AU!): Min Yoongi | Kim Taehyung | Park Jimin | Jung Hoseok | Kim Seokjin | Kim Namjoon

Originally posted by jeony

Okay so, this is how I see it going

  • After you’re done with your exams and shit, you made this plan to fulfill your dream of getting a tattoo and extra ear piercings
  • So you ask around for a good place to go to and book an appointment with the best guy there
  • After a couple of drinks and some encouraging pep talks from your friends, you decide to head out a bit early, just to make sure you aren’t late
  • And you’re sitting in the waiting room when you see him
  • He’s got the most beautiful tattoos all over his right hand, covering the length of it and his piercings shine under the lighting, making you blush furiously
  • Because how the actual fuck can a guy look that hot?!?!!? I know this is a cringe line but someone needs to arrest him for being so hot like wtaf
  • This had by far got to be the most handsome man you’ve ever seen in your life and you’re practically drooling
  • And then he gives you a heart attack by walking towards you
  • You’re internally freaking out like ‘why is a hot guy walking towards me???’
  • And he’s like, “Y/N?” leaving you super confused but you nod your head yes and he smiles softly at you before being all swag like, “Okay hon, let’s get you pierced and tattooed up, shall we?”

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Pairing: Ragnar x Reader
Summary: Ragnar and reader are close and his new wife doesn’t like it. Ragnar goes to read, instead of talking about it, he explains himself in another way. Warnings: HOLY SHIT SO NSFW, killing mention, adultery (please don’t do that shit! I DO NOT condone it!), daddy!kink, praise!kink

Tagging: the mvp @squirrelacorngliterfarts @captainpoopweinersoldier @underthenorthstar @mizzvengenz6661 @whenimaunicorn @lordavanti @ivartheboneme @pagan-raider @synnersaint @rockyrascal @arkrimwitchout @heathen-army @cherrytrinkets @littlewolfieposts @lumpyqueen97 @wastelandsheep @ubberagnarssons @shondlenoodle @sylvia-wolfe-postlimit-blog @bluearchersstuff @ryderwinchester

Length: super fucking long!! (once again I got carried away..oh well)
P.S. : uh, I’m pretty sure I’m going to hell for this so.. yeah. Here ya go! Send me postcards from Valhalla! P.P.S: this is a mashup of season 1 and 2 Ragnar, not completely accurate but guess what? it’s fiction! here we fucking go!

Being a Shield-maiden is no easy task. To think so would be fucking ridiculous. Constantly on edge, at the the ready, just in case someone was foolish enough to invade our shore. All the time spent training and preparing for the next raid, the next fight. Always ready to battle, sometimes just for the namesake, to show everyone in Kattegat you are just as strong and able as the Viking next to you. Man or woman.

The scars and wounds on your receiving end were not ugly, or frowned upon. Though I did know a few women who would cover them with long sleeves or hide their face. A few said it made them feel weak but I only saw the opposite. I liked my scars.

They made me feel powerful and worthy enough to call myself a Shield-maiden. They let everyone who saw me know that I had seen things they had not, that they were lucky to see me at all. They let people know I was not one to fuck with, that I was here with them and the enemy, whoever they were, were no more.

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College! au - Vernon

Ayy this is just a request but I got carried away so it’s a bit long in my opinion lol. BUt whatevs enjoy :)

Originally posted by minghaos

(also I just wanna say if u ever want to suffer just go look at gifs of Vernon and ur heart will hURT like why cant I have a Vernon I luv him so much how is someone so pretty the same age as me I cry)

  • Ok y'all I think we’ve all had the same idea that vernon could be a basketball player
  • Which is why I’m makin him play in college lmao

  • But don’t get too crazy now he’s not the star player u gotta be like 7 ft tall to be now

  • But everyone’s always like “this short kid goooood thank god we got him”

  • And he’s totally fine with that he’s not the type to love excessive attention and praise (same tho lmao)

  • He’s still an undecided major cuz he just has so many things he loves he can’t decide which one he wants to be stuck with forever

  • So his classes range from astrology to the history of rap (which is his fave this semester ofc)

  • So overall just a super chill guy

  • U know him cuz u volunteered to be the assistant/slave for the basketball team since they bribed you money towards ur tuition

  • So u see him at practices and games and he’s the only one that says thank u literally anytime u do something

  • So he’s special in ur heart lol

  • Like wow what a sweetheart someone is noticing ur hard work

  • So for a while, that’s ur only way of communication: short, brief sentences at basketball games

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Boyfriend! Baekhyun

I hope you like it!! So so so sorry about the long wait!!

When He First Sees You

  • Baekhyun would most likely see you waiting in line at an amusement park  eating some of that “good good” (themed snacks are the best ok ok)
  • Yeah so anyway the sun would be reflecting itself on your skin making you look like you had the best highlight the world has ever witnessed
  • Lemme tell you..Baek liked it. A lot.
  • You know how he smiles when he’s admiring someone and kinda sticks out his tongue a little bit?
  • Just imagine him doing that, but to a point that he forgets where he’s at and people are kinda stepping on the back of his shoe (I HATE THAT OMFG) to get him to move up
  • But he literally can’t because is anyone else seeing this mystical creature of Aphrodite?? Is this Aphrodite??
  • It’d be about 10 minutes into his staring match with the unknowing opponent when Sehun pulls him away like “hyung wyd it’s our turn”
  • Luckily enough, the both of you enter into your separate rides at the same exact time so there would be an almost perfect chance for him to approach you

How He Asks You Out

  • So the ride’s ended and Baekhyun LEAPS out of his seat like “gotta blast!”
  • And the rest of exo is like “???” except for Yixing
  • He was too busy giggling at the fact that Byun said “gotta blast” because it reminded him of a meme
  • And then Jongdae’s like “We’ve known each other for almost 5 years and you’re just now figuring out that child is a meme?? Gotta keep up.”
  • And then Junmyeon jumps in like “yeah, stop laying low…Get it? Because your name is Lay? Get it now?”
  • ANYWAYS, Baekhyun is running like crazy to find you..and he does..with a strategy
  • “Excuse me, I’m one of the survey conductors at this park, and I’d like to know if you’re willing to answer some quick questions?”
  • “I don’t know if I’m mentally able to right now..”
  • “Well, what ride were you just on that made you mentally unstable?”
  • “um..the Goliath..yeah that’s it.”
  • “So on a scale of 1-10, how much did you enjoy it?”
  • “I’m not gonna lie; it was pretty epic so I’d say an 11.”
  • “WOAH OKAY WE GOT A WINNER OVER HERE EVERYONE! Hahaha so would you be interested in viewing the light show that this park projects tonight at 8pm?”
  • “Yeah, I don’t see why not.”
  • “Good good thanks for helping me with this survey, but I bet you noticed that I don’t have a pen or paper?”
  • “AH YOU GOT ME! Honestly, I kinda thought about it, but I thought that maybe you had dictophonic memory (when you remember everything you hear) or something..?”
  • “Nah, I just wanted to start a random conversation so that I could confront you.”
  • You’re just like, “..on?..”
  • Baekhyun, being completely extra, sighs and goes “Listen, I was in that line over there and your beauty was blinding me for about 15 minutes. I have a career to uphold, and I don’t need cataracts.”
  • So you’re playing it off cockily, “And? How am I supposed to fix that?”
  • “Let me take you out tonight. We can go to that light show and have a great time together!! Do I need to go to that fortune teller to ask her about the ever present future we have together?”
  • “Okay. We can, and I’m sure we’ll get “lit” (lol.). No, you don’t have to because I see our future, too.”

Your Relationship

  • As predicted, your ever present future came closer than you thought it would.
  • Baekhyun wasn’t only your boyfriend, but he was your best friend.
  • No one could ever replace him, and he knew that, but there were times that he’d get jealous and kind of go off on the waiter that just complimented you on your food choice.
  • Everyone all we see beagle Baek, but the boyfriend aspect of Baekhyun is never absent when the two of you are together.
  • Whether it was from barely being able to breathe from his cuddles and hugs to his playful, lingering kisses, he was a l w a y s passionate.
  • For the outcome, only expect positivity from him. He was always supportive of your activities and studies, of himself and others, and of your relationship. Even though he would overreact most of the time, he’d never leave your side because the both of you were irreplaceable. 

Originally posted by ethereal-baek

anonymous asked:

Hey there! So, something recently made me disappointed with some fans of mysme. I've seen some fans who attempt to change the settings (mostly to Japan or America). I once met someone who full on gave them English "nicknames" because she didn't want to attempt to pronounce or use their proper names. I don't know if I'm overreacting or anything, but it bothered me. So, can you do random HCs to honour Korean culture? Like going on vacation somewhere in Korea, or celebrating a 100 days anniversary?

A/N: why do people do that wtf?? I mean i know we somewhat change the culture when we write certain requests pertaining to how an mc looks because sometimes the culture doesn’t really look kindly on the appearance but as someone who isn’t korean, i can’t get into the mentality to reject a request like that or anything, ya know?? Because it can be harmful and hurt someone (i keep it in the back of my mind what the actual view is so i dont just…. disregard it, but i do feel terrible for not addressing it) but i’d never completely REJECT the culture and change their names or anything because just what the fuck ~Admin 404


I’m sorry it’s so short omfg

               -Okay y'all, I’m pretty sure Zen knows traditional dances and our MC has to beg him for DAYS to teach them one. Any of them. Buchaechum (fan dance), Nabichum (butterfly dance), even Ilmu (line dance). Any of them. All of them. Just- JUST TEACH MC ZEN, DO IT

               -LOTUS LANTERN FESTIVAL IN HONOUR OF BUDDAHS BIRTHDAY! It’s a celebration that everyone in the group makes time for! Seeing all of the gorgeous lights and lanterns is enough to put everyone in such a good mood! The group makes it into a slight competition- who can bring MC the prettiest lantern? Winner gets a kiss on the cheek from MC! yeees mc, yes

               -Jumin has THE MOST BEAUTIFUL terraced garden you’ve ever seen in your life. He invites you over to help him with it every now and then. It relaxes him and hopes that it could do the same for you! The two of you could spend hours sitting by the lotus pond, drinking some sort of imported and expensive tea this rich guy has to have, talking about anything and everything plus helLO YOU’D GET TO SEE JUMIN IN SWEATPANTS

               -Jaehee. In. Hanbok. Think about this for a little bit. Colourful, beautiful, and just- what else can I saY???? JAEHEE IN HANBOK

               -YOOSUNG LOVES CELEBRATING HIS VERY FIRST 100 DAYS ANNIVERSARY he might not have a ton of money to spoil you like he’d like to, but he does get really creative and goes hardcore. Takes the knowledge he’s gained from all of the clubs he’s been in and makes you a ton of gifts! Coffee, cards, dinner, he makes it all just for you! He does it every 100 days though so he has to get more and more creative about it and sometimes has to go to the rest of the RFA for some ideas (MATCHING SHIRTS AND HE’S EVEN BOUGHT YOU A COUPLE’S RING BECAUSE HE WANTS TO SHOW PEOPLE HE HAS A S/O THAT HE LOVES VERY MUCH)

               -Remember when Jumin called Yoosung’s mother and he was so mad he promised to slap him with Kimchi? Ya know how Kimchi is a symbol for Korea and is considered strong? Well he definitely gave Jumin a hard slap if that counts; MC has it on video and all you can hear is the *smack* and Saeyoung laughing in the background

               -You and Saeran have had a few drinking contests, and Saeyoung cannot believe how many bottles of soju the two of you can go through?? How are you both still breathing?? It’s even worse when you add Zen into the mix, it’s as if doesn’t work on any of you. Yoosung gets one shot and he’s out for the rest of the night

               -Jaehee and MC plan a hike at least ONCE a month because the poor girl needs fresh AIR and it’s good for the both of you, y'all get out there and earn those pajeons (fritters) and dong dong ju (rice wine) at the top of that mountain!

               -You and Yoosung have to drag Saeyoung out of the house sometimes, but the three of you end up at an internet cafe more often than you’d like to admit. One time though, there was one person in LOLOL who kept killing all three of you, and the anger just kept rising- which meant the voices kept rising as well. The person on the other side of you all kept trying to stifle a laugh each time. In the Rage of Saeyoung™, he almost flipped the table until he realized the one beating you all was Saeran on the other side


               - You also can’t tell me that Jumin hasn’t tried to dance along to a few every now and then; MC has a picture they keep to themselves in remembrance

               -You and V watch the movie Shiri almost religiously?? When the two of you have movie marathon dates, it’s played at least once (“IT’S A CLASSIC, MC. CLASSIC”)

               -It’s hard to go on any dates with Saeran, but you did get him hooked on a few different K-drama’s and he reminds you constantly that he HATES YOU because of it. Don’t you DARE watch an episode without him because the boy can hold a grudge

               -K A R A O K E!!! All of you. Almost every weekend. Competitions. Somehow Saeyoung tends to win them except that one time you convinced Jumin to participate and WOW okay

anonymous asked:

I absolutely love your blog omg can you please do a reaper/talon assistant reader one shot where they have a huge crush on him but they're way too shy to say anything and they always get blushy and stuttery around him? Thank you!

First, thanks for the ask! lol and Im so happy that you like my blog!! You have no idea how happy I was when i read this and saw you said you liked it ;n;
Second, omfg. This. This idea. I love it and I hope i did it justice. :’) I did have an idea going into this but lol, I wasnt completely sure where to go with it and Ill probably do a part two with a confession. Maybe.

“G-Good morning Co-Commander…” The remains of Gabriel Reyes, looked up and huffed as the woman entered his office but he smelt the coffee and relaxed a little. “I-I brought coffee and t-the president s-sent these forms last night…”
(Y/N) (L/N) was his assistant, not that he particularly needed one but he put up with her, he liked her reactions and she kept him company. Plus she kept him on him.
“Let me guess.” His voice was sharp and he huffed. “Another raid coming up.”
“Y-Yes sir.” The woman moved over, placing the coffee and forms on his desk. “D-Do you need anything else…?”
“That is all.” He told her and she could see his sharp eyes.
Bowing she turned and moved out of the office, leaning against the door as it shut and moved hands over her face and groaned to herself.

“¿Qué tal?” It was moments before the hacker began to speak that she appeared in front of the woman who yelped, moving a hand to her heart in panic.
“S-Sombra…! How many times have I asked y-you not to do that?” (Y/N) asked, pouting slightly at her friend who began to laugh.
That was until the door opened, (Y/N) being pushed forward into Sombra and the two fell down as Gabriel opened the door.
“Be qui—“ There was a stop as he saw his assistant and Sombra on the floor and the group just stared at each other for a moment. “What on Earth!”
There was a squeak from (Y/N) as she was pulled up off her friend and tucked against Reaper.
“Awww~ You jealous Reaper~” Sombra smirked at him as she pushed herself up, winking at (Y/N) who flushed and puffed her cheeks out at her.
Sombra knew of her crush on the half dead man but neither expect him to react this way. (Y/N) didn’t even want to look at him.
“Get out and away.” The assistant could just tell he was glaring from behind his mask, she could tell by how tense and frustrated the air was around her.
“S-Sir you… d-don’t need to r-react like—“
“I’ll deal with you in a moment (Y/N).” He told her with a small growl before Sombra gave her a sympathetic look before waving and disappearing probably to go annoy Widowmaker or another Talon agent.
It took a moment before Reaper pulled the woman back into his office, door slamming behind them.

(Y/N) squeaked, moving her hands to cover her ears and didn’t dare look up at her superior even after he let her go.
“(Y/N) what did I just see out there.” He demanded, voice cracking and (Y/n) didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing.
“N-Nothing s-sir…!” she told him. “I-I left your office a-and was leaning against the door and t-then So-Sombra appeared and we w-were talking and y-you came o-out and knocked m-me into her s-sir.”
“So you’re telling me there is nothing between you and … Sombra.”
“N-Nothing sir I swear…! I’m int-interested i-in someone b-but it isn’t h-her.” (Y/N) told him. “No-Not that there isn’t a-any issue o-of being gay…!”

“I know there isn’t.” There was a snap and both went silence, the woman fiddling with her hands and looking down while Gabriel watched her. “I don’t want you going out with her. Or anyone right now (Y/N).”
The girl looked up, looking at him with wide eyes and tried to gather the words to ask why however Reaper beat her to it.
“Our job. Is more important than a relationship. You should know that.” Voice sharp, he turned away from her. “You may go.”
There was footsteps and a shut of a door after about a minute telling him she had left and he sighed.

But then it hit him.
What was left of Gabriel Reyes, was in love. He was in love with his assistant (Y/N) (L/N).

David Pastrnak #1

Requested by Anon: Could u write some David Pastrnak smut please? U two are friends and then he finally tells u that he’s in love with u and then u know what happens😏 If u don’t do that then it could just be fluff lol I’m just so whipped right now omfg thanks

Warnings: Talk of sex, there is sex but not smut, talk of feeling self conscious and not good enough. cussing 

Word Count: 1661

Author’s note: This response was so fun!!! It was so fantastic to write! Also I didn’t actually write smut. I don’t get into step by step detail. But I do get steamy and talk about how the sex went with them :) I’m sorry :( I wish i was more comfortable writing it but I couldn’t and half of that has to be because I have never been in a sexual relationship before so I’m not really sure how it feels. But it gets steamy and it’s a fun and hot read! Hope you like it as much as I do! 

Originally posted by dad-marchand

You walked into your best friend’s apartment wearing your sexiest clubbing outfit. Your best friend was the one and only David Pastrnak of the Boston Bruins. He was wearing some black jeans and a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a classic European look. He stared at you for half a second longer than usual. His eyes lusted over and then flared with anger causing you to be confused. You knew David thought you were good looking, and you also thought David was good looking. It was just your friendship, two good looking people. You both were very proud of each other as if you were siblings. Except you weren’t siblings and to say if David were to ever try to push for a relationship, you wouldn’t deny him, but that was unlikely. You both were in the friend zone. “What are you wearing?” David asked with judgment laced in his voice. Your heart dropped a little. Did he not like your dress? It was your favorite outfit and the fact he didn’t approve hurt. You automatically got defensive. “No I wore this just for you and brought a something else to change into,” you sarcastically responded. When David didn’t take to that you decided to just be blunt. “Yes, I’m wearing this out. Do you have a problem with it?” You pushed. He looked you up and down again. You wondered where his mind was going. “Yes, it’s too tight and too short. We’ll have to stop by your apartment so you can change,” he said as if that was the most logical course of action to take. “I’m not changing,” your anger flaring, “I wore this for a reason. It’s my favorite. And who are you to tell me what to wear. Dad!” You added for affect. “We are going out with the team. I don’t want them to look at you and automatically think you’re a slut,” he said while his voice growing louder. You scuffed at him. How dare he, “you and I know just well that the other players’ ‘girlfriends’” you paused to emphasize what you were saying, “are going to be dressed even hotter than me. And this isn’t the first time I’ve been out with your team. They all know me.” He rolled his eyes at you. “Fine let’s go,” he walked away from you. Now it was your turn to roll your eyes.

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Laucy Thoughts - start to finish

Knowing Lauren and Lucy has dated and now no longer does is like watching a great movie with a sad ending. It’s like being satisfied knowing how great it was, how special it was, even if it didn’t end as much as you hope for - because you know it happens to people. Some couples don’t last, but that doesn’t mean what they have wasn’t real.

It was real, romantic even. But It has ended. It’s tragically beautiful.

(rant - a long ass post)

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Brand X

A/N: Okay. This episode, you guys. This episooooode. I’m not kidding, I was thisclose to writing it as just some bad dream Scully had. (Luckily, @kateyes224 talked me off the ledge. Hehe, thanks again for that.) Not only do we have the nasty hiccup of an unconscious and hospitalized Mulder, who undoubtedly needs bloodwork, which would surely reveal the presence of fancy medication for his stupid brain disease. Oh, no. We also have a two-week gap at the end of the episode, in an already-super-tight time window between Chimera and Requiem.

So. Here’s how this is going to work. Brand X didn’t take place at this point in Season 7. Just like I did with The Rain King, I am placing this episode significantly earlier than it aired. I’m not even going to commit to it taking place in Season 7 at all. The scene I’ve written fits within the episode, without giving any larger context. That’s the best I’m going to be able to do with this trainwreck. ;)


“A form of, what, ‘super tobacco?’”
“Which possibly could have created super bugs. I guess the real question is could they have become dangerous to humans?”

“I don’t see how,” says Dr. Nance. “Even taking into account the morphological changes in the mandibles, I’m afraid I am at a loss as to how they could cause the sort of damage you’ve described.”

“Okay, well what about a pathogen, then?” Scully counters. “Is it plausible that the beetles could have transmitted something capable of wreaking such comprehensive destruction to the respiratory system?”

Skinner is so far out of his element, here. He’s glad Scully knows the right questions to ask.

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NCT's reaction to their crush confessing first.

Request: “NCT reacting to their crush confessing first?”
A/N: I hate it when this shitty computer hates me so much that the fucking post dELETES ITSELF WHILE I’M CHOOSING THE GIFSSS.

This cutie would be in extreme shook when he hears you, raising his eyebrows and opening his mouth a little while you can see how a smile is slowly forming in his lips.

“Are you for real, y/n?”
“Of course I am, Taeil.”
“I feel the same for you.”

Originally posted by neoculturedaily

This baby wouldn’t be able to believe it at first, asking you to repeat your words again, and then hugging you because of how happy he is.

“Really? Do you really like me back?”
“Like you… back? Did you just confess?”

Originally posted by debuthansol

Other giant which would jump over you, hugging you and probably would tease you a bit before confessing.

“Why are you so red suddenly? You love me that much THAT much?”
“Shut up, Johnny.”
“I like you back, though.”

Originally posted by withsuh

He would be so surprised by your confession that after your words he wouldn’t even be able to listen nothing else.

“I understand if you don’t feel the same, I just thought that it was something you should know.. Taeyong? Are you even listening to me?”
“Ah~~sorry, y/n. I-I like you back.”

Originally posted by taellynn

He would act in a similar way than Johnny, teasing you but then hugging you and then whisper his confession in your ear.

“I like you too, y/n. Date tomorrow?”

Originally posted by taei

He would give you the best reaction, lmao. His eyes would get bigger and his smile would be huge, making you laugh with his cuteness.

“Wae~~ really? For real? You’re not kidding, right?”
“You’re so precious.”

Originally posted by yonges

He would go blank for like two whole minutes, not hearing anything else after hearing those words coming out of you. Also, he would get really nervous and won’t be able to make eye contact with you, playing with his fingers insteaded and smiling with his bushy cheeks.

“Are you serious, y/n?”
“Of course I am, you silly.”
“Do you want to go on a date with me?”

Originally posted by pourup

This baby would get so excited, he would start giggling and jumping around you, probably saying his iconic “everybody say my name”, lmao.

“That means that means my girlfriend now? Are we dating now? Do you want to date me?”
“Ten, you’re adorable.”

Originally posted by h-soulless

He would be flustered, smiling and giggling cutely. Showing you that cute dimple of him and his eyesmile.

“Do you really? Can we go on date? You’re not going to reject me?”
“I would never, Jae!”

Originally posted by jyofanclub

This angel would have the biggest smile in his face, you know that thing that he does when he smiles and at the same time he bite his lips? It’s so adorable, omfg. And then with his blushy cheeks he would look at you with his shiny eyes, confessing back.

“Lets go to the cinema for a date tomorrow then, y/n!”
“Sure thing! Just, don’t bring Taeyong like you did last time, okay?”

Originally posted by nct-china-line


He would be really similar to Doyoung, without being able to believe it at first and getting really surprised, his cute reactions making you giggle.

“Really? Do you seriously like me? Seriously? I-I mean, I like you back y/n…”
“You’re an angel, right?”

Originally posted by onceagainnct

He would smile widely at you and even giggling a bit, showing you that little eye smile of his. After your confession he would hug you and probably invite you to a cute date in that exact moment.

“Would you like to go and watch Moomin with me at the dorms now?”
“I’d love to! You can be Moomin and I’ll be Snorkmaiden.”
“But they’re a coupl…”
And your like ;))))))))

Originally posted by kunxxxsol

His smile would be huge and he would be confident enough to grab your hands and make eye contact with you while confessing back.

“We’ll be a great couple, don’t you think so?”
“I guess so, hehe.”

Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

He would get all soft and flustered, and he would do nothing else but cuddle with you for the rest of the day.

“You’re so soft and squishy, we should stay like this forever.”
“Or until Taeyong decided to separate us for cuddling in front of everyone.”

Originally posted by 127boys

He would be really similar to Jeno, blinding you with his smile and without feeling nervous at all confessing back while innocently playing with your fingers or your hair.

“Then, would you want to be my girlfriend, y/n? I have been liking you for some time now.”

Originally posted by nakamotens

His and Ten’s reaction would be exactly the same, lmao. But he’s going to be a lot more energetic, running around and screaming without stop for the rest of the day, making all the members low-key hate you, lol.

“Chenle, shut up already she confessed to you like five hours ago.”

Originally posted by icetaeil

He wouldn’t know how to react at all. He would blush like crazy and he wouldn’t be able to get concentrated in anything for the next three hours because he’s thinking about you constantly.

“I-I like you back, noona.”
“What about a date tomorrow after practice, uhm?”
“Ah~ sure.”

Originally posted by 1aeil

((Oh, you reeeeally shouldn’t have done this right now. I was willing to keep quiet while I finished my projects, and you decided to wait until I had more time to expose you for what you’re doing and have done.

SO I was at church this morning when one of the members of Studiotale decided to show me these screenshots.

I have been running myself ragged trying to get this project done AND still hold my WoW events, through sweat, cramps, and blood. I’ve been emotional, physically unstable because of new medication and YOU have the gall to try to claim I have the time to be sending anons to YOU? My fans matter MUCH more to me than you do.

Okay, let’s break this down.

BOY it’s sure funny that you basically tried to ignore the fact I existed on your blog for months. You never did like me the day I started calling you out everytime you tried to pull a manipulation tactic on me. You tried to pretend I didn’t exist and instead, always addressed me as Error. Never my real name.

I had been getting anons, as well as many others in the group, trying to gaslight us. Now, I see these as a joke.

So let’s take a look at these

Anon 1: Okay, one, first off, I AM the founding member of Studiotale. This isn’t me bragging or anything. I was literally the first person to create Studiotale. If I consider anyone else a founding member of Studiotale? It’s anyone who was apart of the Studiotale skype chat before we held the cruise. Because Studiotale had been securely established enough to hold events. That leaves me, Cymun, Voidmun, Yanmun, Inkmun, and Gmun.

Two, how would you know who was removed from Studiotale? This isn’t public knowledge.

Three. I removed them because whether they wanted to admit it or not, they were a danger to Studiotale. The moment they stared talking to Anna, the anonymous messages of harassment increased. When no one in Studiotale or the blog even knew about the contact until a week later. I removed them because by trying to be friends with someone who has caused so much pain to their family, they told us we deserved to feel the abuse and stress you have caused.

Four, The reason I don’t like you, let’s see, may be because you manipulated our members, forced them to do things they didn’t want, you made other friends feel outcasted, you not only stole from us but you stole from other people’s work, claiming you made gifts for us, but you also sexually harassed, gaslighted, and tried to trigger my son. And unlike my sister, I’m not so easy to forget.

Anon 2: BOY that sounds like something a person would say when they don’t want to be tracked even when I have blatant proof to you admitting ON YOUR BLOG of you sending an anon ask under the same IP, phone model, and location, as the other harassment messages we’ve gotten. Also, what did tractors ever do to you?

Now let’s go back to the supposed anon you claim I wrote:

- I neeeever say lmao. The abbreviation annoys me as much as rofl.

- The only time I use sweetheart is when I say “Oh, they’re a total sweetheart!” As if they’re a totally sweet person and I love them. You’re about as sweet as vinegar

- Okay, just because I live in Texas, doesn’t mean I say “ain’t”.

- I’ve never used staggering as an adjective moreso than a verb. Though the stupidity that you think this is how I type really is staggering.

- PUNCTUATION AND SHIFT BUTTON, OMFG. I ALWAYS hated how you typed, even when you were in Studiotale, I bet some members remember me subtly complaining it irritated me but I was nice and didn’t say anything.. I hated your neglect of punctuation and the shift button. CAPITALIZE YOUR LETTERS.

-Now that mention of rape is funny. Why would I suddenly mention it? I never got any anons talking about rape. But…G’s blog did

I wasn’t the one who wrote this anon, so I know I’m innocent in the eyes of God in that aspect. So that leaves you. So why would I mention rape? Because you mentioned rape but forgot you sent that message to G. There was no guarantee I would’ve seen that message. He never posted it up so no one else would. Except the person who wrote it and who wrote this message. But you KNEW there was a slight possibility I could’ve seen it. When only one person would know about it. And this is only days after I shut down anons on this page

You have the gall to say that no one cares about the rape you committed. But you know what you never had the balls to do? Come clean. You only ever admitted a message was yours when you were trying to be “cute and friendly” and like the others, I tracked it from the same phone. “Oh, but Statcounter isn’t right!” Yeah, that’s why this phone model has also appeared on the awareness blogs and your other victim’s blog for several months.

Surely you remember the FEW times I sent you an anon. I would let you know it was me by ending them with -C. I have NEVER hidden behind an anon mask. …Except for Magic Anons and love I sent to friends. (Spoilers: You’ve long stopped receiving those from me)

I am TIRED, I am BUSY. You are a literal waste of time at this moment and the lowest on my priority list which I finally got done. So I can go back to doing what I used to do and showing all the shit you keep doing.

Oh, by the way, I don’t know how much I have to say it: I didn’t know J when you were removed. When you were removed, it was because Studiotale got together and went “Oh, wow, I thought they were a shitty person to just me, I didn’t know they were doing bad things to everyone”.

You were removed because you were and still are a terrible person.

Here, why don’t you do me a favor? Do these all sound familiar to you?

Remember them? These are songs you claimed to have made for Studiotale. These are all royalty-free songs you tried to take credit for when you were with Studiotale, even posting them on youtube under your name.

Dubwoofer Subnautica by Omnitica - You claimed you composed this for @macabre-masquerade101 ​ as Cap’s theme

Zap Beat by Kevin MacLeod - You claimed you composed this as a theme for G

Vanishing Horizon by Audionautix - You claimed you composed this as a theme for Error

Barge by Gunnar Olsen - You claimed you composed this as a theme for @papercut-papyrus

Chase Pulse Faster by Kevin MacLeod - You claimed you composed this as a theme for Discord (Which btw, I have the exact .wav file of this audio you gave me months ago. I’ll happily give a screenshot of where you put ParadoxialGamer as the Artist)

Funny thing is I found these on the Youtube Audio Library when I was looking for themes for future projects. My fiance’s a youtuber, did you really think we wouldn’t find out eventually? Oh, and yes, I plan to use these in my future projects

Listen, “sweetheart”, I was happy to ignore you until you used my real name. I think you learned a long time ago that it’s dangerous when you pull me into your little game, because I’m nice, but I play dirty. So do us both a favor, and leave Studiotale out of this. Because I don’t have time for games, and while I’m busy, I have little patience for you. This is only a fraction of what I know about you. what you’ve done, and what you will do. Just quit while you’re ah-…Pffft, actually, just quit while you can))

Originally posted by utiligif

This lil fic is a sequel to this lil fic! A huge thank you to @ciceroniantrash for prompting this sequel! Enjoy this jamilton angst, fluff, and everything in-between! ;D <333

Thomas wasn’t sure when they’d passed out. He just knew it was after they’d eaten the Indian food, because the more awake and aware of his surroundings he became, the more he remembered. He especially remembered feeding Alex some of his food when the smaller boy had proven to be too drunk to do it himself. Thomas chuckled to himself. He still couldn’t believe it–– Alexander Hamilton was his boyfriend.

Speaking of his boyfriend, Alexander was starting to stir.

“Mmm,” the smaller boy said sleepily. “Mmmmmm,” he said as he turned to face Thomas. “MmmMMM?” he said upon opening his eyes and taking in Thomas’ grin.

“Hey, sleepy head,” Thomas said, his voice husky.

“What the fuck,” Alex mumbled, rubbing at his eyes. He seemed shocked when Jefferson was still there when he once again opened his eyes. Then he seemed elated, then–– “Why the fuck are you in my bed?” he exclaimed, shuffling away from Jefferson as quickly as he could, which wasn’t very quickly at all thanks to the way the sheets had wrapped around him in the night.

“First of all, we’re in Lafayette’s guest room. Second of all, you invited me over and then made me your boyfriend.”

“Oh my god Angelica let me drink too much,” Alexander groaned, slapping his palm against his forehead, which he clearly regretted, judging by the way he winced.

Just then there was a knock on the door. “Mes amis? Are you, how you say, decent?”

“Of course we are,” Alex shouted, a horrified look crossing his face. “What do you think…” He looked at Jefferson. “Did we…?”

Thomas rolled his eyes. “No. Never on the first date. I’m old fashioned.”

“TMI, Jefferson,” Alexander said with a sigh, flopping back onto the pillow.

“Good morning, mes amis!” Laf said, bursting into the room. “There is some breakfast in the kitchen, and I will be back after a quick walk to the sto––” He looked back and forth between Thomas and Alexander, who had moved to opposite ends of the bed, cross looks on both their faces. “I thought you were boyfriends?”

“HELL NO,” Alexander said, sitting up quickly, groaning as his head throbbed.

“What he said,” Jefferson said much less convincingly.

Lafayette looked back and forth between the two boys for a moment more. Whenever his gaze feel on Thomas, there seemed to be pity present in his eyes. “Hmm, I think mes amis need to work out some, how you say, troubles.” He winked, then quickly leapt toward the door, slamming it shut and clicking the lock in place from the outside. “You will stay in there until you have worked through it all!” Laf called from the other side of the door.

“Let me out of here right now!” Alex yelled.

“Yeah,” Thomas added half-heartedly.

“Non,” Laf said. His footsteps echoed down the hallway as he walked away. Judging by the silence in the house, it seemed as if everyone else was gone, or still sleeping.

“I’ll just call John and ask him to unlock it,” Alex said. He pulled his phone from his pocket and groaned when he saw it was dead. “Fuuuuu––”

“Let’s just do what he says,” Thomas said softly, looking down at his hands.

“Since when have you listened to authority?” Alex quipped.

“Since it locked me in a room,” Thomas deadpanned.

“Your phone! You must have it, right? I know John’s number by heart. I could still call him,” Alex offered.

“I, uh, forgot it in the other room,” Thomas said, scratching the back of his neck.

“Great,” Alex said. “Now what?”

“Well,” Jefferson took a deep breath. He knew it was now or never. He knew that if he wanted to get out of this room with a boyfriend, he better take action. “Why’d you invite me over last night and act all salty until we were making out?”

Alex’s face turned a deep shade of red. Thomas couldn’t help but smirk at how flustered he’d gotten the other boy.

“I-I was drunk!” Alex said quickly, refusing to meet Jefferson’s eyes.

“They say alcohol is a truth serum.”

“We’ll they’re full of bullshit, clearly,” Alexander mumbled.

“You seemed pretty enthusiastic about kissing me last night.”

“You could’ve been a moldy sock for all I knew. Like I said, I was drunk.”

A moldy sock. Thomas didn’t want to let on how much that one hurt, so he swallowed hard, and pushed forward. If he really had no chance with Alex, well, he was going to damn well make sure before walking away.

“I would be a very clean sock,” Thomas said.

That is what you focus on here? Ugh!” Alex exclaimed. “Hey, wait a minute…” Alex turned to Thomas and for the first time all morning, they locked eyes for longer than two seconds. “You weren’t drunk,” Alex whispered.

“Wh-what?” Thomas said, quickly breaking eye contact.

“Yeah, you just had that stuffy wine that Laf likes. And you still made out with me. Explain?”

“Oh my fucking god you’re just as annoying in bed as you are in debate club,” Thomas quipped.

“Stop avoiding the question!”

“Technically it wasn’t a question.” Thomas wasn’t sure why he was antagonizing Alex, especially when he liked him so damn much. He chalked it up to habit. Old habits die hard, as they say.

“You know what I mean,” Alex said.

“Fine. I kissed you because I like you. There, happy? Now you can make fun of me for the rest of eternity.” Thomas shut his eyes and crossed his arms. “And tell Laf to open the damn door, unless you have something to sa––”

Alex’s lips were on his before he could finish the sentence. There was no hesitation. No malice. Thomas couldn’t believe it. Hadn’t Alex just been denying anything had happened between them?

Alex smiled at Thomas once he pulled away. Thomas just looked at him, clearly bewildered.

“Okay, fucking explain yourself, Hamilton,” he said.

Alexander laughed, falling back on the pillow, a dreamy look in his eyes. “I was afraid you were tricking me or something. I was drunk, you know, Thomas,” he said with a wink. “And I wasn’t sure if you were, too, at first, until I remembered the wine.”

“So you do like me?” Thomas asked.

Alex leaned up and kiss him again. “Does that answer it?”

“Um, yeah,” Thomas said breathily.

Just then, the lock unclicked and three people tumbled in through the doorway.

“YOU OWE ME, HERC!” Angelica hollered.

“Goddamnit, Ham!” Herc shouted. “You can’t even last ten minutes!”

Alexander shrugged, a grin spreading across his face. “You should’ve learned that by now.” He looped an arm over Thomas’ shoulder.

“Can you get off of me, mes amis?” Laf asked from the floor, where he was pinned underneath Herc and Angelica.

They scrambled off of him and Herc begrudgingly slapped ten dollars into Angie’s palm.

“Where’s John?” Alex asked.

“Sleeping off his hangover,” Angelica said. “He’ll be out a while still. Poor thing is such a lightweight and has no idea when to stop,” she said with a chuckle.

“Well, you guys can leave again,” Alex said cheerily.

“Don’t you want breakfast?” Herc asked.

“Later,” Alex said, turning to Jefferson. “I have some making up–– or should I say out–– to do.”

A door had never slammed been shut faster.

On and Off Screen

Author’s note: Eek, I can’t believe I finished this today! And omg it’s super long, too, I literally did not see this coming. //sweatdrop

Summary: AU. Nagisa and Rei are co-starring in a drama series that is about their fictional lives as boyfriends. Unfortunately, there is one scene that ends in a tickle fight in which Rei’s character has the upper hand and Nagisa doesn’t like the look on Rei’s face once they start rehearsing. At all.

Word Count: Almost 4k of pure Reigisa fluff! Hope it’s okay~ ♡

[Bonus: I used their voice actors’ names for their characters, lol
Also, maybe I can go by heart!Anon -if it’s not taken of course- because I’m too chicken? //hides]

Note to author: THIS IS THE CUTEST REIGISA FIC IVE EVER READ AND THIS AU IS SO REALISTIC!! *dies* everyone be prepared, read and die of fluff.

They were about to film the new episode and Nagisa was probably the most flustered person in the whole world because the last scene they had to film was a playful moment with his fellow actor and boyfriend, Ryuugazaki Rei. Usually he’d be jumping up and down at the thought because them playing a lovey-dovey scenes in this series was what made them fall for each other in the first place, but this one scene… Eh.

At first, Rei had been very distant and shy about the whole dating thing and the only reason he’d decided to audition was because he wanted to participate in showing the world that it was totally normal to be in a gay relationship. It was definitely not one of his first roles, which shone through his amazing skills; something that had made Nagisa question himself so many times for the first few months. Rei’s eyes held so many emotions whenever he was looking at him when they were filming and if Nagisa hadn’t pushed himself to take the first step, he wouldn’t have ended up in a real relationship with him.

It was true that Rei had been acting in the beginning, but after their first kiss on camera, Nagisa could definitely tell he was into it and after confronting him, Rei awkwardly admitted that he had indeed developed feelings for him. And so, they started hanging out in between takes and going on dates whenever they could. 

As usual, they received the script for the next episode two weeks in advance and Nagisa had happily been skimming through it until he reached page 28 where it said, “Daisuke playfully tickles Tsubasa… end act 7.”

Nagisa’s face had become bright red and he quickly turned to the next page, looking for his next scene. The butterflies in his stomach stopped him from focusing, though, because oh god, he didn’t want to get tickled by his boyfriend on camera. He’d probably get extremely flustered and make weird noises and ugh.

Slowly but surely, Nagisa let himself slide down the couch at the thought of Rei tickling him in front of twenty other people with at least five cameras pointed at them. Not to mention they were going to be practicing this scene multiple times and had to record it at least another ten times.

As icing on the cake, Nagisa knew that he was beyond ticklish and Rei was probably going to use it against him in the future.

Turned out he was right because they were at the studio now, going through all the lines and Rei was sitting next to him, holding his hand under the table; a habit they had developed in their first week of getting together. Their scene was coming closer and closer and Nagisa tried to shrug it off, but his heart ignored him and continued to ram itself against his chest. Luckily he managed to somewhat stay in character throughout the whole thing for which he patted himself on the shoulder.

Matsuoka Gou, the director, suddenly looked up from her script and clapped her hands. “Everyone, I’d like to take a small break. Good work so far!”

Everyone bowed and got out of their chair to go grab a drink, talking to each other excitedly about the new episode. Nagisa was about to get up, too, but Gou had walked up to him and laid a hand on his shoulder.

“Can I talk to you and Rei-kun for a sec, Nagisa-kun?”

Blinking, Nagisa let go of Rei’s hand and rose to his feet. “Sure? Everything okay?”

“Oh, it’s nothing,” Gou laughed and looked around to check if everyone had gone. “I just find it important to know what my actors are comfortable with and what they’d rather not do.”

Uh-oh. Nagisa already knew where this was going and resisted the urge to snort nervously. Instead, he nodded to indicate that she could continue.

“Obviously, it’s important that Rei-kun hears this, too. I’m assuming you’ve read the whole script of this week’s episode?” Another nod. “Right, so are you okay with Rei-kun tickling you? I know for a fact that my brother hates being tickled, like, he will seriously hurt you if you even think about trying, so I thought I’d ask to make sure.”

At least he wasn’t the only one feeling awkward, seeing that Rei’s cheekbones had also turned red, which made him feel slightly better.

Of course it was a normal question, asked by a professional on top of that, so Nagisa cleared his throat and put his hands behind his back because he couldn’t stop friggin’ fiddling. “I’m okay with it, yeah.”

“You sure? Because if you’re not, we can just replace it with a kiss and then do a fade out.”

Now she was just making it worse. How was Nagisa supposed to answer that without it sounding wrong. How.

“We can see how it goes and if he gets uncomfortable, we can always replace it with something else,” Rei spoke up and put his arm around Nagisa’s waist, rubbing it reassuringly. “Does that sound like a good idea?”

“Yes, excellent! Thank you for your time. I’ll leave you two alone, then.” Gou practically skipped to the nearest vending machine and Nagisa snickered to himself.

Rei pulled him down onto his lap and slipped his other arm around his torso as well, laying their hands over each other. “So, it’s safe to assume that you don’t dislike being tickled?”

The day had just begun and it was already getting out of hand. Rei sounded a little nervous, yes, but the smile was still evident in his voice.

Nagisa blinked and looked over his shoulder to see Rei looking up at him with a curious yet playful look. That idiot was enjoying this.

“You’re really mean, you know that?”

He shouldn’t have said that because the next thing he knew, he was trapped in a tickle hug. Nagisa squealed in surprise and pulled his knees up to his chest, wiggling around aimlessly in the other’s grip. Rei had strategically crossed his arms over his torso and was squeezing and tweaking his sides repeatedly.

“N-no! Rei-chan! We’re not shooting yehet!” he managed to giggle out and threw his head back against his boyfriend shoulder.

“All right, all right, sorry,” Rei chuckled and adjusted his grip on Nagisa to get more comfortable. “Can I at least know your worst spot?”

“Rei-chan, no.

It was no wonder people kept asking him if he had gotten a sunburn because his face was now permanently red. They went through the scene and Rei teasingly poked Nagisa’s side when they got to the tickling scene, making him jump and squeak and the entire crew laugh and coo. While Nagisa squirmed awkwardly in his seat, Rei patted his knee and whispered a soft apology in his ear, which made him relax again.

He had no idea what was going on anymore. It was common knowledge that most people didn’t really mind being tickled, some even liked it, but in Nagisa’s case that was kind of hard to get a grip on because he didn’t know whether he was just embarrassed or excited. Sure, his high school friends had tickled him a few times during lunch breaks and sometimes during swim practice, but that was about it and left him with little to no answers. He was usually on the other side, knowing fairly well how to tickle someone until they begged for mercy, so he had no idea about his feelings towards the receiving end. Pretty much any kind of psychical contact was fun in his eyes, so maybe he liked tickling as well.  

Nagisa curled up his toes at the thought of him finding out soon enough without having a choice because they would start rehearsing in a few days and before he could even blink, he and Rei were lying in bed, dressed in their own clothes still, cuddling in front of their crew.

Rei threw a crumbled up piece of paper at the trashcan next to the desk and purposely missed.

“Ah, damn it.”

“It’s okay. Not all of us can do simple things,” Nagisa giggled, already mentally preparing for the upcoming tickle attack.

“What did you say?” Rei turned to him oh so calmly and even though they had practiced these lines a few times already, he still felt goosebumps appearing all over his arms and legs. His voice did that thing were it lowered to a certain pitch that sent shivers down his spine and it made his heart flutter excitedly.

“That you can’t throw to save your life?”

Lazily throwing the blankets aside, Rei slung a leg over Nagisa’s waist and smirked down at him, making the other gulp in anticipation.

The next twenty seconds were of Nagisa laughing hysterically, Rei easily pinning him down and tickling him into oblivion. Rei’s fingers were everywhere, squeezing, grabbing, poking, scratching, scribbling, basically testing out different areas and techniques to see what kind of reactions he would get.

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If you snooze you lose

A/N: Mornings in the Hale house of Roommates, huh? Oh, Anon. You have no idea what you are in for. It’s like a zombie movie but with grumpy werewolves. Yeah, that’s right.

I do not own Teen Wolf or it’s characters. Sadly.

Anon(s) said: “One of the little scenarios I was thinking of was mornings in the hale household😂 I reckon there’d be a load of grumbling and bickering and stuff haha”

“Ahaha I was reading your post about what might happen in the mornings of the roomies, and omfg can you imagine the chaotic squabbling over who uses the bathroom first, and which of them would take ages on purpose, and who would jump the queue at the last minute and then lock the door behind them, and all the yelling, threatening, and door pounding that would go on lol? Also who’d obnoxiously use up the last of the milk or orange juice, and(Second Message)-who’d steal the cup of coffee someone else made for themselves bc ‘if you snooze you lose’? OH and who’d spend ages trying to make their hair sit right only to have it messed up by someone else? Sorry for all of this rambling nonsense I just found it really funny to think about haha, I’m pretty sure I’ve done all of these at some point 😂😂”


Mornings in the Hale loft went a variety of ways. There was routine, that come hell or high water, would always happen. And there were those days that just made everything lag slightly behind.

However, no matter how the morning progressed, there was one thing that happened without fail. Squabbling.

There were two bathrooms in the loft, one upstairs, connected to that bedroom, and one downstairs. Since there were four of you, time was supposed to be divided between you and Derek using the downstairs bathroom, and Isaac had picked the short straw, having to split his bathroom time in the upstairs one with Peter.

You and Derek had argued about who got to go first on the schedule. He claimed Alpha status - like he did for everything - and said he would take quick showers. You claimed the, “it takes longer to get ready after my shower than the actual shower, so I get to go first. Unless you want to shower at four in the morning” card, and you won that one, grinning at a grumbling Derek as he penciled your name in on the schedule.

Yes. He actually printed schedules, because then he could walk away from any bickering and just say, “check the paper.”

“You’re penciling me in? Why not pen? More permanent.”

He had just stopped scribbling your name, slowly turning his head to look at you in that way he did, eyebrows raised, and you could feel your blood run cold. You wondered how often Cora and Laura had gotten that look.

“Pencil is fine. Let’s us change it if need be. I completely support your use of pencil,” you spoke decidedly, nodding once in approval, attempting a smile, but probably looked more like a grimace.

It was as if someone hit rewind as Derek slowly turned back to the paper and continued writing, his movements exactly the same.

This morning, however, you decided you had had enough order in this house, and took a much longer shower than usual, even bleeding over into Derek’s time slot.

The pounding on the door made you grin.

“Y/N! Get out here now!” Derek’s voice scared you, in all honesty, but the much weaker and faster knock made you grin again, hearing Isaac’s feeble voice, “Y/N, you are using all the hot water! And Derek looks like he might kill someone. Please come out.” You practically snickered at the lazy, almost sarcastic sounding knock that was undoubtedly Peter. “Y/N, I know what you’re doing. And while I’m all for riling Derek up and poking him with a stick, making him look like an angry Teddy Bear, I am pretty sure we are moving into ‘death by glance’ territory here. He really is looking rather murderous. Believe me. I see that look in the mirror about twice a week.”

Turning off the water, you began to regret your decision. Derek’s waves of anger could practically be heard through the door, his eyebrows having their own tone, and the dripping of the faucet now just seemed eerie, almost like a countdown to your death on the other side of the door.

Wrapping your towel around your hair, and one firmly around your body, you unlocked the door, taking a quick step back as you let it swing open slowly with a creak. Three faces stared back at you, and you just shrugged. “Sorry. I guess the battery in my watch is dying. I had the wrong time.”

Bending over, and undoing the towel around your hair, you roughly scrubbed to get it as dry as possible before hanging it back in it’s place on the rack, moving out into the hallway. “Oh. Sorry, Derek. I had to use your towel for my hair. It was the only other clean one in there.” You smiled, and quickly walked into your room, locking the door.

Slumping back against it, you let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding.

It was a Saturday, so you took your time getting dressed, in lazy, loungy, comfy clothes, before venturing out of your room. Granted, you placed an ear to the door first to make sure you wouldn’t die when you opened it.

Venturing into the kitchen, everything was oddly…. Normal. Derek was making waffles, Isaac pestering him with questions, and Peter moaning into his hands on the table.

“Good morning, Peter,” you said brightly.

“Bite me,” he mumbled into his hands, still cradling his face.

Chuckling, you walked over to the fridge, and grabbed the carton of orange juice, only to find it empty. And to add to that, you had been expecting it to be much heavier, so you lifted with a little more force than necessary, but with it being empty, that force practically made it airborne in your hand, smacking Isaac in the face as he walked by.

Everything froze. The sizzling of waffles the only sound. A quick glance with just your eyes to Peter showed him peeking through his fingers and trying not to laugh. Derek however started laughing, an amused, low laugh bubbling over as he opened the waffle press and turned his attention back to breakfast.

“Sorry?” You tried, wincing with a shrug at Isaac.

Ow,” he finally said, hand still held to his face where it had replaced yours after impact.

You scanned the list on the fridge. “Who’s turn was it to get orange juice last….”

“I don’t know why,” Derek began offhandedly, still working on the waffles, not looking up, “but, this morning, I had such a craving for orange juice, that I drank the whole thing! I guess I forgot to throw it out. I don’t know why I put it back in there.” He looked up at you, smiling manically, shrugging much like you had earlier. “Sorry.”

Derek plated the waffles, smirking under your glare. Placing a plate in front of Peter, head back in his hands, and a plate down for himself, he came back and got his cup of coffee, taking it back to the table and setting it beside his plate. Walking slowly back into the kitchen, he plated up waffles for you and Isaac as well, both of you frozen at your alpha’s odd behavior.

The three of you made your way over to the table, you and Isaac just settling down into your seats when you heard Derek huff in annoyance.

Looking up, it took everything you had to not snicker, and a glance at Isaac proved he was doing the same. Standing, staring down at Peter as his uncle nursed Derek’s cup of coffee, Peter just shrugged, not looking away from the liquid in the cup, bringing it to his lips as he mumbled, “If you snooze you lose.”

On an impulse, and to break the tension, you reached over, ruffling Isaac’s hair, which made him immediately begin to swat at your hands, trying to push them away.

“What was that for?!” He cried, making you chuckle.

“It was just so fluffy, I had to.”

He glared at you. “I spent ages trying to make it sit right.”

“Well, I for one, never noticed,” Peter said blandly into his hands, empty coffee cup beside him as he hung his head.

Derek walked in with a fresh cup of coffee, a smile on his face as he began ruffling Isaac’s hair, who began to protest but finally slumped forward, letting Derek finish messing up his hair. “You’re right. It is fluffy.”

“I know!” You cried in agreement.

Peter groaned into his hands, reaching blindly for Derek’s new cup of coffee, which was quickly swept away and held protectively close by Derek. “What is your problem, Peter?”

“I have a hangover,” Peter mumbled, shaking his head slowly from side to side in his hands like he was scratching an itch as he spoke.

“Peter, we can’t get drunk,” you said quietly, as if speaking to a child.

“I have residual yesterday making everything foggy and painful…..” He looked up at you as if you should have expected nothing less than that answer.

“Peter, we saved lives yesterday.” It was true. Some baddy with a grudge had come to town, and you and everyone else had taken it down in record time.

“Ugh,” he groaned, hanging his head in his hands once more. “I know. Don’t remind me. And must you be so annoyingly loud?”

A grin worked it’s way up your face as you shouted. “Yes. But only because you seem to love it so-”

Issac and Derek had to hold Peter back while you ran off into the living room with your plate of waffles, laughing.

Derek shouted at Peter, pushing him back, and holding him against the wall with Isaac’s help.


Begrudgingly, Peter shrugged out of their grasp and sat back down, glowering at you.

Derek turned then to you, as you stuck your tongue out at Peter, freezing with it still half out of your mouth as you felt Derek’s eyes on you. “And as for you, no being a smart ass until after ten.”

Isaac snickered, and Derek turned to him, pointing. “Eleven for you.”

“Ha-ha!” You laughed mockingly and pointed at Isaac before Derek turned back around to you, glanced over his shoulder at Isaac, who was grinning smugly at you, and pointed to both of you, looking between the two of you challengingly. “You wanna make it twelve?”

You and Isaac shared a look before looking down at the floor and walking back to the table to finish breakfast. You were about eat your first bite of waffles when Derek’s booming voice made you drop your fork.

A scuffle and a thud was heard, and you and Isaac shared a concerned look before standing and leaning on your hands, looking over to the floor on the other side of the table.

Derek had Peter pinned, his red eyes glowing, arm pressing into his uncle’s throat as Peter just smirked. “Drink my coffee one more time, Peter, and I swear…”

University!Woozi: Integrated Sciences
  • so jihoon is in isci which is like a super exclusive and incredibly difficult program like he does nothing but work and barely has time to relax and go out to parties not that he’d rlly want to anyway
  • but knowing him of cOURSE that’s not enough and he also has like a minor in musical theory or some shit and everyone who knows him is like ???do u even sleep?? how do u survive???
  • he is absolutely that guy that stays in the library 24/7 and has his own lil spot that no one else sits at bc it’s HIS spot and nobody wants to anger him he’s short but he also looks like he could rip ur throat out w like his bare hands or smth if he snaps
  • the guy that u see all alone in the library at like 4 in the morning typing away at his laptop and he somehow always has a cup of hot coffee w him even tho all the shops closed like 6 hours ago
  • nobody knows where he gets it and almost everyone is too afraid to ask
  • he looks angry almost all the time but it’s actually just stress and if ur a lil first year and u nervously ask him questions abt like programs and courses and shit he is 120% the guy that always gives rlly good thought-out advice and if he’s not tooooo busy at the moment he’ll full on like turn away from his laptop and papers and get u to sit down and he’ll have a complete convo w u abt ur goals and shit
  • like he’s actually a rlly helpful senior he’s just rlly stressed out and doesn’t get enough sleep, and so long as ur not an asshole and being loud in the library’s quiet study area he’s super chill
  • so u want to be a lil nice to him bc he’s actually kinda cute and u feel sorry for his crazy workload so u buy him coffee and lil snacks and u put them in front of him when he’s taking mini power naps so he doesn’t know its u bc ur too embarrassed to give it to him directly
  • and hed always wake up and be like wth who did this and if his friends are there and they saw it they’d just be like “mmmm idk i didnt see anything”
  • and he’ll pretend to be all suspicious and stuff but he always gets a little smile on his face when he sees a fresh cup of black coffee and some chips or smth and u go back to doing ur own thing all happy and satisfied bc even if u dont talk to him much at least u can get him to smile
  • then one day u think he’s sleeping like normal so u get coffee and put it down in front of him
  • but as soon as u set it down he grabs ur hand and ur like wTF THE FUCK
  • and he opens his eyes all sleepy and smiles at u and is like “so ur the one who’s been leaving me snacks this whole time hmmm” and his voice is a lil croaky from just waking up and ur like shIT THIS IS DANGEROUS
  • and u quietly are like “pls i just wanted to use my meal card i have money to spare”
  • and he gives u another smile and its so sweet and its like eye smiles are everywhere and u kinda melt into the ground and hes like “tell u what when im not super busy and im not dead inside ill repay u and take u out to coffee”
  • and ur like “o-oh ok ye sure no prob”
  • but hes like always super busy so u dont know if he was being serious or if he was justing trying to blow u off nicely like u dont know
  • so u almost forget abt it but then like a few weeks later he comes up to u in the library and is like “hey ive got some time idk if u still remember our promise but i did say ill repay u didn’t i??”
  • but he doesn’t just take u out for coffee he takes u out to like a restaurant on campus and u eat dinner together and ur more than a little nervous bc u’ve only ever seen jihoon in the library like u were half-certain that he didn’t exist anywhere else and this is completely new ground for u
  • but the two of u arent super awkward like he looks a lil nervous himself but u guys talk abt non-school stuff like interests and hobbies and after the dinner he gives u his number and is like “ok so next time i’m free where do u wanna go?”
  • and ur like what???
  • and he’s like “uve given me coffee like two dozen times already, so with this dinner i’ve only repaid u for the first coffee”
  • and ur like ??omfg??? is he acTUALLy saying what i think he’s saying???
  • and he’s all blushy and embarrassed but he still slyly says “i have to repay u for like the other twenty something times don’t i?? so we have to go out maybe like 20 more times for me to fully repay u”
  • and maybe around the fifth or sixth time he “repays” u he finally admits that they’re just dates, and he wants to date u, and ur like “i figured it out the first time around but thanks for saying it out loud”
  • and like u don’t get to see him all the time bc he’s so busy and u dont want to distract him, but every time the two of u go on dates he always makes up for it and is super sweet and u cant believe ur so lucky that u got such a cute smart bf
All Roads Lead to Us

So this is the longest fic I’ve ever written at about 11,000 words. I’m super excited to share it with you all and hope you enjoy!

“Do you have to go for the whole summer? What am I supposed to do without my best friend?” Percy whined as he slumped himself against the now barren mattress.

Annabeth smiled at his goofy antics as she continued stripping her room of its personality. Down the blueprints of the Empire State Building went from her crisp white walls. Down the picture of a hugging Percy and Annabeth went. It had adorned her room for nine years. A clean, square slate of untarnished white remained as a ghost of the beloved picture. Annabeth continued packing all of her most treasured possessions collected from years worth of living, preparing for her leave to college in just months.

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Suitors - Part One

Request: Since you do TBS imagines….how about the reader is a member of royalty who has to choose between two suitors, Peter and Newt, two polar opposites who try to win over her heart. Pan is the one who’s a little dangerous, cocky and all, and Newt is more reserved and safe. Y'know, like the characters are:) thanks!

Warnings: none

Notes: you guys really like Victorian/King & Queen eras don’t you? Also, once you’re done reading this, SEND ME AN ASK saying who she should choose, and I’ll write a part two to it!

Part Two

Originally posted by adandeliongirl

Originally posted by imthelostgirlfromneverland

Originally posted by justlikeanoverdose

Today was a special day. Today, two kingdoms would be coming to yours with their eldest sons. You see, you were a princess. And it was time for your betrothal. It was your time to be wed. You were the eldest daughter. So two Princes were coming along with their fathers. They were going to take part in small challenges and whatnot to try and win you over. Prince Peter of Neverland and Prince Newt of Maze were coming to meet you. You’d never met them in your life, and quite frankly, you weren’t interested. You didn’t want to get married. Not yet. Though you had no choice.

“Are you finished, my darling?” Your mother asked kindly through the door of your changing room.

“Yes, Mum,” you rolled your eyes.

You were dressed for the occasion. You had on an elegant dress that was of royal blue and silver, the two main colours of your kingdom. It had lace and sequins and made of silk. It wasn’t poofy, but it did fall to your feet. You had on baby heels, beautiful jewelry, and you were wearing your tiara. Your hair was up in a beautiful braided bun, your tiara fitting perfectly around it.

“You look lovely,” your mother smiled wide once she caught sight of you. “Those boys will be ogling you the second they lay eyes on you.” You groaned in annoyance.

“Mum, do I really have to do this? Why can’t we marry off Ellis?” Ellis was your younger sister. Though she was much too young to be wedded. 

“Because she’s not of age and you are. Believe me, you’ll enjoy these boys. They both come from different backgrounds. I personally would love it if you chose Prince Newt of Maze. They’re more civil and well-connected than the Neverland Kingdom. Though your father really wants you to choose Prince Peter of Neverland because he thinks they’ll give your life adventure,” your mother explained, shaking her head. Great. One parent wanted you to choose Prince Newt while the other wanted Prince Peter.

Your mother rushed you out of the changing room, leaving the handmaidens who helped dressed you to clean up the clothes on the floor. She informed you how they were waiting for you to make your appearance. Turned out, there was more people coming than expected. Not only was it the Princes and their fathers, but their mothers joined along with some other higher-ups. A few guards and knights came, it was more people than expected.

You and your mother made a grand entrance in the Coronation Hall. Although it wasn’t your coronation day, this was where things were being held today. The loud sounds coming from multiple mouths instantly silenced. Everyone who was sitting stood up as they welcomed you and your mother. You both walked down, calmly smiling at others as you walked past them. You saw your father standing in front of his throne, your little sister next to him. Off to the side, at the front with your father and Ellis, were two strapping young men with older men accompanying the. These must be your two suitors and their fathers.

Your mother made it to her throne. You made it to your seat as well, though yours was in the center since this was your day. You stayed standing as the first suitor came up. 

“Princess Y/N, King Malcolm and his son, Prince Peter of Neverland.” The King bowed as you looked at Prince Peter. You waited for him to bow as well, but he only smirked at you. His face was rough, shoulders broad. He looked intimidating. He was tall and fit. Nice swept, light brown hair and green eyes. He seemed confident. He finally bowed and you curtsied.

“King Issac and his son, Prince Newt of Maze.” Once again, they bowed and you curtsied. Newt had much nicer features. His hair was a little more scraggly, more dirty blond. He had dark brown eyes and a nice jawline. He seemed shy, but he was also tall like Prince Peter. He was lanky, too.

As time passed, more things were said, things truly began. The two suitors participated in challenges. They ran through an obstacle course to prove that they were quick on their feet, and quick to solve puzzles in case of any battles that could come up in the future. Prince Newt won that challenge. He was quick on his feet despite having a limp somehow, and he seemed to not even need to think how to solve such an obstacle course.  Prince Peter almost got it, but stumbled a few times, and it took him much longer to finish the course.

The next challenge dealt with weapons, such as archery. Prince Peter was much better at handling weapons when it came to bows and arrows, and his swordsmanship was superb. Though Prince Newt was good with daggers, not so much long swords or archery.

You found all this unnecessary though. These skills didn’t impress you. They both passed the obstacle course, both were good with different weapons. They were good in different ways. But finally after several other challenges, they each got to spend one hour with you. Alone. Of course you wouldn’t be entirely alone. Guards would be watching from all over the place to make sure nothing disturbed you and your suitor. You were to spend one hour with Prince Peter first.

“So, um, Prince Peter, tell me about yourself?” You asked awkwardly, not knowing what else to say.

“Well, before I start, Princess, you do look captivating in that dress.” You blushed at his words, grinning. “And myself? I’m at the top when it comes to weapons if you hadn’t seen earlier. I’m quite slick, too. Sneaky. I’d be the best for you I think. I mean, we look great together, I’m sure.” He held your hand and you let him. 

Prince Peter was cocky and full of himself, that was a known fact. He was handsome though. You two sat there for a moment, just holding hands. You wanted to get the feeling of what it would feel like to hold his hand and to touch him. His hands were rough and big. They almost engulfed yours.

“Hey, let’s go do something,” Prince Peter smirked. You hesitantly agreed, and he took you someplace else. You were in the courtyard of your palace. It was huge and covered in plants. Prince Peter thought it’d be fun to climb a tree despite the clothes you were both in.

“Prince Peter… I don’t think this is a good idea. I’m not in proper clothes. I’ve never even climbed a tree before.”

“Princess, there is always time to try new things. And any idea is a good idea if it’s by me,” he winked, climbing up. He told you where to grab and where to put feet. You took off your shoes, climbing up. At least you could move in this dress.

“Now that you’re up here finally, let’s climb to the very top, and jump into the next one. It’s tons of fun.”

“Jump into another tree? Prince Peter, I can’t. I’m in a dress, it isn’t very proper of me to be climbing in trees and jumping into other ones,” you stated firmly. “I’m not doing that.”

He rolled his eyes. “Fine. As you wish, Princess.. How about we just sit here then, hm?” You agreed to that.

For the remainder of the time, you learned more about Prince Peter. He did have an extreme adventurous side to him. He was confident and snarky. Sarcastic and dark in some aspects. He was interesting though. Mysterious. He talked about things that seemed out of this world, and kept you interested in whatever the topic was. But at the very end of this one hour, Prince Peter kissed you. Of course you accepted his kiss. You had to give him a chance.

When it came to being with Prince Newt, you two stayed in the courtyard the entire time. He was shy and quiet, but he opened up eventually. He was much sweeter than Prince Peter. He was also just as cute as Prince Peter.

“Prince Newt?” 

“You can call me Newt,” he grinned softly.

“Newt, can you tell me about yourself?”

“Of course, my Princess,” his eyes went a little wide. “Um, I will admit, I am more of a shy and laid-back person. I do like to travel though.”

Prince Newt stared at you for a little. You took in what he said. He wasn’t descriptive, not like Prince Peter, but he was simple. You liked that. 

“Pardon my staring, but I think you look absolutely dazzling.” Once again, you blushed. Both boys used different words to explain how you looked to them. They were both good with compliments.

“Thank you, Newt. You look handsome,” you returned the comment. He blushed a little, too. His cheeks turned a light shade of pink and you thought that was adorable.

Eventually, Prince Newt took your hand in his. His hands were soft. Softer than Prince Peter’s. You both talked, and he made you laugh. He was quite the interesting boy as well. Both Princes lived such diverse lives. They both explained their kingdoms were beautiful in different ways. And at the end, Prince Newt gently kissed you. He was so sweet about it, too.

“Would it be alright, my Princess, if I were to kiss you?” He had asked. You told him yes, and he did. Both kisses were different. You felt something with each kiss, too.

After your two hours with the Princes, it was time to choose. Though you didn’t know who to pick. They were complete opposites. Prince Peter was confident, sarcastic, adventurous, and cocky. Prince Newt was shy, funny, laid-back, and polite. You loved certain things from each of them. Prince Peter would bring out a more adventurous side of you, but Prince Newt would let you do your own thing. You didn’t know who to choose.

“My dear, who is it you choose? Prince Peter or Prince Newt?” Asked your father.

“I choose…”