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30 Day Challenge: Advanced Language Study

Feel free to start these at any time you want, and have fun! You don’t have to do every part of every challenge if you don’t want to.

  1. Read a news article in your target language. Write down any words or phrases you don’t know. Take note of what kind of speech is used when describing the news. Write a summary of the article, rephrasing it in your own words.
  2. Record yourself speaking in your target language and listen to it, taking note of your pronunciation. See if you can find ways to make your speech sound more clear and natural.
  3. Watch and episode of a tv show or a movie in your target language, without subtitles. Try going for something you haven’t seen before and see how much you understand. Write down any phrases and words you don’t know with what you think they mean, based on context. You can check the meanings after you finish watching. If you have time, feel free to watch it again and see how much you understand now that you’ve checked these words.
  4. If you are currently studying something other than language, research the vocabulary for that subject in your target language (for example, I’m a music major, so I’d research vocabulary and phrases used to describe music in my target language). If you don’t have any other focus of study, choose a hobby.
  5. Research idioms in your target language.
  6. Come up with and look up puns in your target language.
  7. Listen to songs in your target language. Note how phrasing is manipulated to make the words fit with the music.
  8. Look up synonyms for words you already know. See if you can find slight differences in meaning or connotation between the words.
  9. Read poetry in your target language. Study the phrasing and usage of words. See if you can write your own interpretation of the poem.
  10. Note everything you do throughout the day. If there are any verbs for things you did that you don’t know in your target language, look them up. Same goes for objects you use.
  11. If you are studying a language, make sure you can describe the language itself in the language you are studying. Look up grammatical terms and expressions.
  12. Sit down somewhere (a place with a lot of people would probably be easiest to write about) and observe. Describe what you see as detailed as you can. Take the time to find the right words (make use of adjectives and adverbs!) to describe what you see.
  13. Write a diary entry in your target language. Focus on describing thoughts and emotions.
  14. Give yourself a spelling quiz.
  15. Read a fictional story. Take note of what kind of speech is used (like poetic or writing techniques specific to the language) when telling the story.
  16. Write a story, using the techniques you’ve noted the previous day.
  17. Practice translating from your target language to your main language, using an article or a few pages of a book.
  18. Read a blog entry in your target language. Blog entries are often more casual, and use expressions that resemble spoken language more than written language. Take note of how spoken language is written down.
  19. Write a dialogue in your target language. Focus on different speech patterns between different people.
  20. Write a letter to someone in your target language. If you don’t know who to write to feel free to write to yourself. Or to me!
  21. Practice translating from your main language to your target language.
  22. Watch a TV show in your target language with subtitles, and compare the translations. See if you agree with the written translations, and if not, think of how you would translate it yourself.
  23. Pick a set of words in your target language and define them in that language.
  24. Look into the different dialects of your target language. Note the similarities and differences.
  25. Listen to a professional speech in your target language. Make note of any specialized words or words you don’t know.
  26. Think of an everyday interaction you might have (for example, going to the bank) in which you do not yet have the vocabulary you would need. Look up the vocabulary you would use in such a situation (cultural differences are also worth noting!)
  27. Time to focus a bit on culture! Look into popular entertainment or businesses in your target culture that are of interest to you. Do as much of the reading in your target language as you can.
  28. Look up children’s games (such as word games) and songs. If you can, find someone to play them with you.
  29. Try to describe people you know. Include appearance, personality, habits, etc. Look up any words you do not know.
  30. Read an excerpt of an academic source in your target language. Note any vocabulary or grammar you don’t understand.

If you plan to make daily posts with these challenges feel free to tag me in them! I would love to see what everyone wrote.

What I Don’t Like About the Signs

*note: please do not take offense to this. I already posted a what I love about the signs and someone requested a post like this. These are based on my own personal experiences, so don’t take it too personally.

ARIES: can be huge dicks, prone to leading me, an especially sensitive sagittarius, on for months. Also please stop being ashamed about your emotions sometimes?? i will literally never make fun of you for that

TAURUS: so fricking stubborn sometimes I know what I am talking about sometimes please listen to me

GEMINI: quit talking shit yo I like you a lot and i didn’t even do anything

CANCER: likes to play the victim and act like they have never done anything wrong and everyone else feeds into it what the hECK

LEO: u get mad like really fast sometimes and I didn’t mean to do whatever I did so please stop yelling at me

VIRGO: really insensitive regarding other peoples’ feelings sometimes 

LIBRA: so extra. extra to a fault.

SCORPIO: plz let me breathe for a second 

SAGITTARIUS: okay but have you ever considered shutting up

CAPRICORN: wants me to take initiative but i need a break from taking initiative once in a while also stop telling me to clean my room (mom)

AQUARIUS: please stop acting like you hate me I need you to be open with me because emotional communication is important

PISCES: I’m there for you all the time but you’re only there for me like once a year so


I haven’t seen anyone on tumblr put up the wanted images/posters yet so here they are!

Note about Futaba’s: Hers says Navi for that is her codename in the JP release of the game. I’m pretty sure that the eng release of the game just uses her poster as is so I put together a version with her eng codename here! Hope I did ok putting it together for I am not a professional lol. Feel free to use that and the ones above as you like! Enjoy!

I do take image upload requests!

Come Home (Newt Scamander x Reader)

The winner of the Newt Vs. Steve contest. Hope you enjoy!

He sat across from you at the kitchen table in your small London flat. You lazily stirred a spoon in your cold tea, watching as he eagerly read a letter from New York; more specifically, a girl from New York. Tina Goldstein to be exact.

You knew by the glimmer in his green eyes that he was going to leave, most likely due to her requesting his presence in America. You knew that she was beginning to take a spot in his heart that was supposed to be meant for only you, and you didn’t know how to accept that.

“You look happy,” you noted, setting your spoon on the table as Newt lowered the letter. A grin had formed on his face, his eyes crinkled at the corners as he sat back in his squeaky chair.

“I guess I am,” he beamed, his smile remained bright as his eyes found yours.

“Care to elaborate?” You questioned, leaning back in your own chair while crossing your arms over your chest.

“It looks like I’m returning to New York again!” He exclaimed gleefully. “Tina located a few Bowtruckles and wants me to take them in! I can’t put into words how excited I am to return; there was so much I wanted to do last time and-“

“Am I going with you?” You interrupted his wild speech after noticing that he was only mentioning things that he wanted to do. Newt’s grin faltered and he moved foward to grasp onto your hand; you allowed him to and watched him carefully.

“I don’t think it would be best,” he told you. He didn’t look the least bit bothered by the fact that you wouldn’t be joining him. “Tina is only expecting me, and I have to leave first thing in the morning, she even sent a ticket for the boat-”

“How considerate,” you snapped, pulling your hand out of his roughly. Newt looked shocked at your sudden action.

“This is a great opportunity, Y/N, don’t be mad at me,” he seethed, watching as you stood up to place your cup in the sink. You stood with your back to him when you began to speak again.

“I don’t understand how you can think I would be okay with you leaving me behind!” You said, voice shaking from anger. “I work with you and the creatures, Newt, this is my life! And suddenly you want to leave me behind?”

“You know that’s not true,” he protested, rising from his seat. “But I don’t always need you to be there; the creatures and I will be fine for a few weeks in New York without you!”

“I’m glad to hear that you don’t need me,” you stated, turning to face him with glassy eyes. He couldn’t feel any kind of remorse for bringing you to tears; there had once been a time where he would have been a mess at the sight of you crying.

“What do you want me to say? I’m perfectly capable of doing things without you! I’m getting the Bowtruckles and coming back here to you, Y/N.”

“Don’t you dare try to convince me that I’m not the one who has your heart anymore!” You yelled, voice cracking. Newt jumped, his jaw dropping slightly as his heart began to feel heavy. “You’re in love with someone else, Newt. She’s in New York, and I’m not her.”

“Y/N,” he sniffled, stepping towards you, his hand beginning to stretch out to you. You merely shook your head and stepped back.

“Go to New York, Newt,” you whispered, wiping at your eyes quickly before looking at him. He closed his eyes as he looked into your own, not able to handle the wall he could see being put up in you. The wall that would be used to keep him out, to push him away.

“I’m just confused, you know I love you-”

“If you really loved me, you wouldn’t have fallen for her,” you declared. “You are a pathetic excuse of a man, Newt Scamander.”

Newt sat across from Queenie in the kitchen of the apartment. Tina was at work, leaving the magizoologist alone with her sister.

“I don’t mean to pry,” Queenie began as she stirred her steaming coffee. “There are just some things that I can’t help but hear-”

“Please don’t read my mind,” he pleaded quietly in a hoarse voice.

Newt had returned to New York without you after making you promise to wait for him in London. He hadn’t realized how different life would be without you, though. There was more to do in the case. There was no one there to fix his hair after a night of falling asleep at his desk, but then again, there was no one there to make sure that he didn’t fall asleep at his desk.

“Your thoughts are kinda loud right now,” Queenie stated, looking down at her cup with a frown. “I just want to know what your intentions with my sister are.”

“I can assure you that my intentions are strictly platonic,” he rushed out nervously.

“Y/N didn’t seem to think so, did she?” Queenie inquired, her eyes flashing up to meet his with a hint of suspicion. She had always liked you and had admired your relationship with Newt; it hurt her to know that her sister was the reason you and Newt were fighting.

“You know what Y/N thought,” he snapped, beginning to feel upset. “She and I are going to work things out when I return to London, though. Everything will be okay for us.”

“Mr. Scamander, I know what happened between you and Tina,” Queenie sighed sadly. Newt’s leg hit the bottom of the table and he winced.

“It was a mistake,” he attempted to reassure her.

“Tina doesn’t think so. She doesn’t even know that you’re still with Y/N.”

“Well, I am still with Y/N,” he insisted, despite not knowing where your relationship stood.

It wouldn’t be until he returned to London that he found out.

“Let’s talk,” you stated as Newt entered the kitchen the morning after he returned from New York. You clutched a letter behind your back as you stood in front of the sink, watching as he stumbled wearily into a seat at the table.

“Would you like to start?” He questioned lowly, looking up at you as he played nervously with the sleeve of his shirt.

“Okay,” you breathed out, grasping tightly onto the letter. “How was New York?”

“It was fine,” he told you. “The new Bowtruckles are in the case and seem to like the others.”

“Did you see Jacob?”

“Yes, he and Queenie are getting very well acquainted again, I believe there will be a wedding soon,” he said with a small smile. “I always thought it would be us getting married first.”

“I… I don’t see a wedding in our future,” you whispered slowly, closing your eyes so you couldn’t watch the hurt fill his face.

“W-What?” He choked out, finding it hard to breathe as the weight of your words came crashing down over him. A tidal wave of what could have been. “Y/N, please don’t say that-”

“Tina sent me a letter,” you interrupted him, shakily holding the letter in front of your trembling body. You opened your eyes and found Newt shaking his head slightly, eyes filled with tears. “She wanted to make sure I was alright, you know, since we apparently we aren’t together anymore. She wanted to say sorry for her new relationship with you-”

“Give me that!” He exclaimed, jumping up from the table and bounding over to rip the letter from your hands.

“Step away from me right now,” you growled out, putting the letter behind your back. He began to speak before you cut him off. “I don’t want to hear what you have to say, this letter made it very clear that our relationship is done. I have my things packed, I should go.”

“No, Y/N, please,” he begged, falling to his knees and grabbing ahold of your legs as he cried. His head rested on your stomach, your shirt began to dampen from his tears as you attempted to pull away.

“Let go of me, Newt,” you demanded, pushing at his shoulders. He shook his head, looking up at you as he continued to cry.

“Stay, Y/N, please-”

“Let me go-”

“No, not until you-”

There was a loud slap, his head reeling to the side from the force of your hand against his cheek. His crying went silent as your hand stung, and finally, his arms dropped from your legs. You could tell that you had shook him down to his core, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care as you left the kitchen to gather your bags.

“Goodbye, Newt.”

A/N: Definitely thinking about a part two for a reunion at a little wedding in New York. Let me know what you guys think.

Lose Your Keys, Find A Man

Originally posted by imaginesandmoreforfandom

Prompt: For the anon who sent in “Can you do a Derek Morgan x reader where she’s being harassing by some guy who won’t take a hint and he comes to her rescue?” 

A/N: Ah! I do love and miss my beautiful Derek Morgan so much! (Do I sound like Penelope yet lol? XD) This one is for the awesome anon who requested it and all the Morgan girls out there, not enough fics for him exist and I am happy to add to the collection. Enjoy :) Also, I’m still taking requests so if you want to hit up that asks box!

Note: (Y/N/N): your nickname

Word Count: 1.7 K

Rating: PG (maybe PG-13 if you really squint)

“Just one more drink she said, it’ll be fun she said! More like she’ll become a pain in the ass who can’t stand up,” you muttered as you dragged your friend Elizabeth out of the club with the help of your other friend Molly. The three of you had met your freshman year of college at Virginia Tech. Other than having one freshman english class, the three of you had polar opposite class and career tracks. You were a corporate lawyer, Molly was on the fast track to being a neurosurgeon, and Elizabeth was an aspiring painter. The three of you became inseparable and still shared an apartment, six years later. And it was times like this where you were glad you all had that kind of history else you might have killed the two of them by now. When you went out, you usually assumed the duty of being designated driver and “mom” of the night, while your two friends chose to drink ‘til they dropped, literally. 

“Look on the bright side, you can give her hell for this and shine a bright light in her eyes in the morning,” Elizabeth mumbled, stumbling slightly due to her drunk state and Molly’s extra weight on her shoulder. 

“Yeah right,” you snorted, “We both know that I’ll be handing out ibuprofen and coffee to you both in the morning and saying, ‘poor sweet baby’”. 

“True, but hey at least I’m not as much of a pain to handle,” she replied, as you hailed a cab. 

“Don’t even go there,” you said playfully bumping her shoulder. The passing cab came to hault and with you and Elizabeth’s combined efforts you managed to settle Molly inside. You reached in your purse for your wallet to ensure you could pay the fair and made a horrible discovery. “Shit, I think I dropped my keys,” you groaned.

“Just run inside and go find ‘em. We can wait.”

“No, it’s fine. I have no idea where I dropped them and this could take awhile. You need to get her home before she gets sick in the car.”

“Ok, just be careful. See you at home,” Elizabeth said. You closed the door of the cab and watched them drive off. You quickly walked back into the bar, not wanting to be outside for two long. You weren’t paranoid, just cautious. You’d heard too many horror stories women getting kidnapped outside of bars late at night. You quickly started scanning the room for a thick wad of keys as you walked back in. Not immediately catching sight of them, you trudged over to the bar. 

“Hey, Nick. Has anyone turned in a set of keys in the last ten minutes?” you asked the bartender, who you’d gotten to know since your friends loved this bar. 

“Afraid not (Y/N). Only things back here other than little old me are the drinks and a couple of notepads,” he replied cheekily. 

“Ha, well that was worth a shot. I’m going to go look over at the booth where we were sitting but if I can’t find them and they get turned in you’ll let me know right?”

“I’ll holler if they turn up.”

“Thanks,” you replied sadly, and dragged your feet over to the booth where you’d been stationed with your friends for the past three hours. You could kick yourself right now. All you wanted was to go home, but instead you were stuck at the bar looking for keys that you weren’ t even sure were there. You looked under the booth, then crawled in and stuck your hand down in the seats hoping maybe the keys had slid down in between. 

“Hello, pretty lady. Come back for more already?” some guy slurred as he stumbled toward you. You glanced at him out of the corner of your eye and immediately recognized him as the man who’d spent the majority of the night trying to pick you up. And in turn, you’d spent most of the night trying to get away from him and his awful breath that stank of alcohol, which signalled to you that he’d had way too much to drink. 

“Just trying to find my keys,” you replied, casually and kept sliding your hand around the seats. 

“Well, maybe I could help you with that,” he muttered, in as sultry of a voice as he could muster up and slid his hand up your thigh and onto your ass. 

“What the hell are you doing?” you growled and flipped around, after ripping his hand off you.

“Just trying to get a little play baby.”

“Well find someone who wants to play with you.”

“Aw c’mon, pretty lady. I seen the way you and your friends dance with anything that moves. I just want a little of that attention.”

“And as I have politely told you all night, I’m not interested,” you snapped, using your foot to push him back a few feet. The man glared intently at you and you instantly regretted that last move. 

“Now listen here you-”

“Hey buddy, the lady said no so why don’t you back off,” a voice said from behind the man as a hand landed on his shoulder. You flicked your eyes up to the owner of the voice and you savior. Tall, muscular, and handsome as hell. Honestly, he looked more like he belonged in a movie than here in real life rescuing you from some guy. 

“Why don’t you mind your own business buddy?” the drunk man sneered, shrugging the foreign hand off of his shoulder. Your hero (as you had labeled him in your head) stepped between you and the drunk.

“It is my business when men like you are harassing a woman. So why don’t you scram before I have the other FBI agents in the room book you for attempted assault and harassment?” he replied flashing a gun and credentials. The man took one last look at you over his shoulder before stumbling off toward the door. “Well, that takes care of that,” he muttered straightening up before turning to you and offering a hand to help you out of the booth. “You alright?” 

“Yes,” you replied, taking his hand and pulling yourself out of the booth to stand in front of him. “Thank you so much, I’ve been trying to shake that asshole all night.” 

“Sorry I didn’t notice sooner.”

“It’s ok. He wasn’t being that ballsy earlier.”

“Well, no woman deserves to be treated that way,” he said. “Didn’t I see you leaving with your friends a few minutes ago?”

“Yeah, I put them in a cab to head back to our apartment once I realized I had dropped my keys somewhere in the bar earlier,” you told him as you did another scan of the bar. “I was trying to see if maybe they had slid down into the seat when the drunk bastard started creeping on me again.” You turned your eyes back to your companion and found him kneeling on the ground, pulling your keys out from under the booth. 

“These what you’re looking for?”

“Yes, thank you so much…”

“Sorry, manners slipped my mind. Derek Morgan,” he replied, handing you your keys. 

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N), and given that you just essentially rescued me from some creep minutes ago I’m pretty sure your manners are fine,” you teased fiddling with your keys. 

“Like I said, it’s not right to treat ladies that way, especially one’s with smiles as pretty as yours,” he said, flashing a dazzling smile at you. You grinned at him and tucked your hair behind your ear. You were suddenly very aware that you were being watched. Glancing over your shoulder, you noticed a table full of people who were trying to nonchalantly watch the exchange going down between the two of you. 

“Well, I think I’m going to get going. I’ve got to drunks to take care of at home and I wouldn’t want to keep you from your friends any longer, but you might want to tell them to try being more discreet if they plan on watch people,” you chuckled. 

“I can walk you out if you want,” Derek suggested.

“You’ve been nice enough already, and the bartender is a friend so I’ll ask him to. It was nice to meet you, Derek,” you replied. 

“Nice to meet you too, (Y/N),” he said and sauntered off back to his friends. You sighed dreamily and walked up to the bar. 

“Success,” you declared, leaning on the bar, and dangled your keys for Nick to see. 

“Awesome, now I don’t have to scour the bar for those when I close,” he replied washing glasses. 

“Nick, would you mind walking me out to my cab? It’s kind of late,” you asked, slipping said keys back in your purse where they belonged. 

“Didn’t Derek offer to walk you out?”

“How did you know that? And second question, you know him?” 

“First, I’m a bartender I hear everything. I was about to step in for you earlier, but Derek was ordering a drink and said he would handle it. Second, I don’t know him per say, but the crowd of FBI agents over there are regulars,” Nick explained as he set the glass down and picked up another. “He’s a big hit with girls, but I don’t think he’s seeing anyone.”

“I know what you’re implying, and knock it off. He’s way out of my league,” you shot back. 

“C’mon, (Y/N/N). You, my friend, are a catch and he’s a great guy who knows how to treat a woman right.”

“What do you want me to do, Nick? Walk over there and drop my number on a napkin in front of him?”

“Or you can give it to him now since he’s walking over here,” Nick mumbled, suddenly very busy cleaning that glass. 

“(Y/N),” Derek said as he walked up beside you. 

“Hi again,” you replied. 

“Stop me if I’m being too forward, but I was wondering if I could maybe take you out to get a coffee?”

“Like right now?” you asked, raising an eyebrow at him. Derek nodded. “It’s almost one o’clock in the morning.”

“Well, I am a man who believes in living in the present,” he replied chuckling, “but I do see your point.” 

“You know what, I know a great diner that makes a mean cup of coffee and a fantastic milkshake,” you mentioned adjusting the strap on your purse. 

“Well, Miss (Y/L/N), let’s go,” he said grinning as he offered you his arm. You giggled as you took it. Who knew you’d find your knight in shining armor as a result of losing your keys under a booth? 


A/N: ok so when I was writing the first part it suddenly hit me what the conversation with the team would be like after Morgan saves the reader and goes back to the table, but I couldn’t figure out how to work it into the story so I’m including it as a bonus scene. Enjoy :)

“Nice to meet you too, (Y/N),” Derek muttered and strolled back over to the table the other BAU members were perched around, still thinking about (Y/N)’s beautiful eyes and smile. 

“So, is she prettier upon closer inspection?” Rossi teased as Morgan leaned against the table. 

“What are you talking about?” Morgan asked, snapping out of his stupor. 

“Derek, c’mon you are sitting which a group of profilers. Don’t think we haven’t noticed that you’ve been staring at her since we got here,” JJ replied, waggling her eyebrows at him. That was true, the team had arrived about an hour ago to continue their night of bar hopping and that was when Derek had noticed (Y/N). She had thrown the BAU’s resident player off of his game, big time. Instead of approaching and mingling, he’d decided to take the road of observing watching the way her smile lit up her face as she laughed with her friends and swung her hips. 

“We also agreed never to profile each other and I haven’t been staring,” Derek grumbled. 

“Right, so what’s her name?” Penelope asked leaning toward him. 


“And I’m assuming you got her number, so when are you seeing her again?”

“I didn’t get her number,” he replied. A collective groan spread around the table, while Spencer smiled in the corner and extended his hand. 

“Told you, now fork it over all of you,” he said victoriously, taking a ten dollar bill from each member of the team. 


“They bet that you’d have a date and her number by the time you walked back over here, and I noted the fact that you were ‘off your game’ as you would say, so I bet them you wouldn’t and I definitely won,” Reid explained, smiling smugly. 

 “Chocolate Thunder, bet aside I expect you to march back over there and score yourself a date else I hack her phone and call her for you,” Penelope threatened, poking his chest.

“I’ll show you who’s not off his game,” Derek grumbled, downing one of the shots that had been for the table before spinning and marching toward the bar where (Y/N) was chatting up the bartender. 

“Atta boy!” Prentis shouted.

“WHOO! GO CHOCOLATE THUNDER!” Penelope cheered.

Headcanon Masterlist

Did not realize that my inbox would be filled with so many requests so I am making this post to help anyone find a specific headcanon + ship!
Note: I am still writing everyone’s requests, but it will take some time to get through all of them!

List of Prompts

1. Cuddling
2. Kissing
3. Injured
4. First Date
5. First Kiss
6. Training
7. Awkward Moment
8. Fighting
9. Crying
10. Sleeping
11. Bathing/Showering
12. First Time
13. Soft Spot/Weakness
14. Pregnancy/Birth
15. Touching (can be NSFW or innocent)
16. Favorite Type(s) of Kissing
17. Undressing
18. What “turns them on”
19. Domestic Life
20. Farewells/Saying Goodbye

Completed Requests

1, 34, 567, 89, 1011, 12, 1415 innocent15 NSFW, 16, 1718, 19, 20
Bonus Nessian
Illyrian Language Lesson

3, 7, 89, 10, 1112, 14, 151617, 1819
Bonus Feysand
Nightmare, Feyre Harry Potter

6, 7, 910, 1112, 13, 1415, 1718

1, 4, 512, 151718, 19

9, 10, 13


1, 15, 19



TOG Series

123, 9111315, 1618, 19, 20

1, 3, 47, 1112, 1419


5, 7, 1217, 18

1, 1018

One Shake-Reggie Mantle

Riverdale Imagine:#1

Prompt: “You gotta stop doing that.” “What?” “Saying things that make me wanna kiss you.”

Word Count: 2,391

Warnings: None that I can think of?

Summary: After years of asking, Y/N finally agrees to a date with Reggie. 

A/n: Surprise!!!! I know I said I wouldn’t be posting any Riverdale Imagines aside from the ABCs I thought about it a lot and decided why not? I am so excited to share this with you at the end of my blogaversary celebration. This also marks the start of me taking riverdale requests! So you can now request for them as well. I would also like to note that I really am rather distressed about the recast, like I understand it but that doesn’t keep my heart from breaking

Tagging my BFF and lover of Reggie Mantle @imissyoualittlemoreeveryday  as well as my new friend @mantleismagnificent

Originally posted by veronicsalodge


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Personal Assistant Part Two (Jason Todd x Reader)

So this is for all of you who wanted me to do a part two, I am going to be honest, I don’t think this one is as good as the first, but please give me criticism if you have any. I love to hear what people say, and how I can get better!

Part One Here

The elevator to Bruce Wayne’s floor dinged at 7:30 exactly. You stepped out, coffee in one hand and a bag of pastries dangling from the other. It was day after the ordeal with Corey and Jason Todd, and you were eager to get back to a normal day of work. 

Walking in you could have sworn your coworkers were staring at you. The personal assistant who has two Wayne’s backing her up. It unnerved you a bit, but you let it slide today. 

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anonymous asked:

"You're such a bitch" chloenette for the writing prompt please if your still taking requests

Authors note: I am so excited that I have multiple Chloenette and Ladybee promts in this challenge so I can explore so many dynamics in this relationship! For this one, I had to go with humor ^_^ (For those looking for romantic Chloenette don’t worry, it’s coming) 

“Chloe, what are you doing?” Marinette asked as she stared at girl who was currently lounging in Alya’s seat. 

“I’m sitting next to my best friend of course!” She smiled, patting the desk beside her, “Cesaire can sit over there. Isn’t that right Sabrina?” she called to her usual partner in crime. 

“Of course! Whatever you think is best Chloe. I’m so excited we are getting new friends!” Sabrina grinned manically, giving Marinette an energetic wave. 

Marinette slide into her seat. “What did you tell her?” she hissed, “I thought we were clear yesterday that a secret identity needs to be kept a secret!” 

Of all the people to possibly find out about her alter ego, it had to be Chloe. 

“Of course I didn’t tell her about… you know… I just told her that you and I ran into each other at a cafe and hashed out our differences,” Chloe whispered back. “So I was thinking we should go shopping together after class.” 

“Why would you tell Sabrina that?” Marinette asked, praying that she could get this whole mess sorted out before Alya and Nino showed up. If she was lucky maybe today they would have one of their morning make out sessions and come racing in seconds before the bell. 

“Well Sabrina is my best friend, I had to tell her something! Especially since we are going to be spending so much time together now. I didn’t want her freaking out and going all… invisible again.” 

“What… time togeth… what are you talking about?” 

Chloe gave her a pitying smile, “Oh silly, you don’t have to pretend anymore. I know you have to keep up the whole lame, clumsy persona so that people don’t figure out your secret, but you don’t have to hide from me! I’m your best friend!” 

“No you’re really not.” 

“And I know you better than anyone.” 

“I seriously doubt that.” 

“and just think, now you can be yourself around someone! Because we are truly together now. It’s like destiny. Me and Ladybug, just like it was always meant to be. And you know you can even act like less of a spaz and everyone will just assume that it’s because our friendship has made you that much cooler, and no one will suspect that it’s just your true self shining through.” 

“Could this get any worse?” 

“Chloe?” a new voice interrupted. “What are you doing in Alya’s seat?” 

Apparently it could get worse, because Marinette looked up to see Adrien, looking confused, standing next to his own place in front of her. Great. 

“Oh Adrikins! Marinette and I have decided to become best friends. It’s alright if I bring her with me for our monthly movie night on Thursday right?”

“Sure, I guess…” Adrien said still looking like he was expecting to wake up any second to find the whole conversation was a dream. Or maybe Marinette was projecting.

“I was thinking we could all go shopping first,” Chloe continued obliviously, “or maybe manicures because really Marinette we should do something about your poor nails. Oh! Before I forget- selfie!” She pulled out her phone, slinging an arm around Marinette shoulder and giving the camera a brilliant grin. Marinette scowled, then flushed self consciously when she noticed Adrien staring at them both with a strange, searching expression. 

“Sorry!” Adrien said, shaking his head when he realized he had been caught staring, “deja vu… anyways I am glad you two are getting along now, it will be fun to all hang out together.” He gave them both an encouraging smile and slipped into his own seat, pulling out his phone. 

Marinette sighed, slumping down in her chair. At least something good might come out of this. It seemed that Chloe was finally going to stop trying to ruin her already disastrous attempts to spend time with Adrien.

“So where should be go for lunch?” Chloe asked. 

“Chloe, we are not going to lunch together,” Marinette said trying to channel her mother’s firm but quiet tone. “We are not best friends, and you need to go back to your seat, preferably before Alya gets here.” 

“But you’re Ladybug.” 

“Yes, but I am also Marinette. You know, the girl you picked on mercilessly for the last 5 years?” 

“I know and I forgive you for that.” 

“Chloe,” Marinette growled, “get out of that seat.” 

“God, you’re such a bitch. So anyways I was thinking seafood…” 

You’re a Thick Girl and You Get Teased While You’re in Public // Seventeen Reaction

Requested: Yes

Can you do reaction for Seventeen dating a thick girl (like big butt & boobs & plump arms & mid-section type thick girl, if you get my drift because some people just don’t understand the term thick) and they get teased in public. Much appreciated :)

Author’s Note: Thank you for requesting and I would like to apologize for taking so long with writing it. I hope it’s what you wanted and if not I’m sorry! Feel free to request some more! I’m out of school, so I am free to write more often. Thank you! Hope you like it. Enjoy! 

Also, I will be visiting this tomorrow to fix any mistakes even though I have edited it multiple time. 


Originally posted by caramelgyu

Seungcheol has been very busy with their recent comeback. Currently, he is practicing with the boys, but later on tonight he promised that the two of us would go out to dinner since we barely have any time alone due to his busy schedule. He would be home in about an hour or so, so I decided that I should start getting ready. I was so consumed with doing my makeup and picking out an outfit that I didn’t notice that Seungcheol was already home until he was knocking on the door frame. “Hey, babe. You ready?” I nodded, “Yep, just in time.” We left the apartment and we soon arrived at the restaurant. We were seated quickly and my eyes began to scan the menu. The waitress came over to take our order. Upon receiving Seungcheol’s order, she turned to me and looked me up and down. “I believe all you need is water and maybe a salad.” I was appalled, but Seungcheol came to my rescue. “I believe she can have whatever she wants and she does not need you to tell her what she can and cannot have to eat.” After the waitress left, Seungcheol was quick to reassure me and tell me that I was beautiful. He was a total sweetheart and made sure to keep my mind off the rude waitress for the rest of the night.


Originally posted by visual-17

The boys were invited to an award ceremony and since our relationship has been public for a while Jeonghan was allowed to invite me to go with him and the boys. I rode with the them, but stayed with their manager who headed inside while the boys walked the carpet. I knew it wouldn’t be long until they would be done and I told Jeonghan that I would meet them at their table. Before heading to meet up with them, I decided to go touch up my makeup before the show started. I was in the bathroom fixing my dress and making sure my makeup was not smudged. There was a group of girls chatting behind me, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. I left and the girls continued to follow me. “That dress is cute, but she ruins it with her chubby body. It would look so much cuter on me,” whispered one of the girls, but unfortunately, I heard it loud and clear. “She should have worn a dress that covered her big arms.” My confidence vanished and I scurried back to the boys with a frown on my face. “Babe, what’s the matter?” questioned a worried Jeonghan. “Do you think I should have worn a different dress? One that covered more of my body?” His eyebrows furrowed together as he took my hands in his slightly larger ones. “What made you suddenly question your dress choice? You loved the way it looked on you the other day and before we left.” Shrugging my shoulders, I avoided eye contact with him. “I don’t know. I just overheard some girls saying it didn’t suit me and it would look better on them.” His voice changed and his eyes darkened. “Aish, don’t listen to them. You look perfect and I don’t know how I’m going to be able to keep my hands off of you all night,” A blush quickly washed over my cheeks. “Plus, girls put others down when they’re lacking confidence in themselves, so don’t let them ruin yours.”   


Originally posted by soohuis

I am originally from LA like Joshua, but I never met his family before. So, I flew to America with the boys when they went to film the music video for ‘Don’t Wanna Cry’ just so he could finally introduce me to his parents. The boys were going to explore LA while Joshua and I went shopping. I wanted to go shopping because I wanted to get something nice that wasn’t too fancy, but wasn’t something that I would wear everyday. Also, I wanted to wear something that would impress his parents. “Y/N, my parents aren’t going to like you or dislike you because of what you wear.” Joshua said as I drug him into another store. “Hush, Joshua,” My eyes skimmed the racks of dresses until I found a beautiful black spaghetti strap dress. “I’m going to try this on!” I shouted as I headed towards the dressing room. I slipped on the dress and it fell to my mid-thigh and hugged my body perfectly. I walked out to show Joshua, “What do you think? Do you think your parents will like it?” He opened his mouth to respond, but a voice that was higher pitched than his responded. “I don’t think you want to impress his parents in that dress. It doesn’t fit your body type,” I turned around to look at her. “It shows off the plumpness of your body. Kind of revolting if you asked me.” I was speechless, but Joshua didn’t want to start a fight, so he dismissed her and he gently pulled me around to face him. “The dress looks perfect on you and it hugs your body perfectly,” He cupped my face, “My parents will be blown away by your beauty,” Silently, he kissed my lips carefully, “I know I am.”


Originally posted by mkayy-wenjunhoe1777

I was hanging out with my friends and we decided to go out to eat together. Unfortunately, I could probably say that we are not truly friends, more like acquaintances, which explains why they had no problem telling me that I was eating too much and that I was already thick enough. After hearing that, I stopped eating because every bite I took made my stomach twist and turn almost making me vomit. We split our ways and I headed back to the dorm to hang out with Jun and the boys. Later on that night, Mingyu cooked dinner for the boys and he offered me some. “Oh! No thank you.” I smiled slightly while holding up my hands in front of me to stop him from handing me a plate full of his delicious cooking. Jun stopped eating, “What’s wrong? Are you sick? You never pass up Mingyu’s cooking,” He picked up a spoonful of the food off of his plate. “Here, have some of mine.” Once again, I denied the food that Jun was trying to get me to eat. “No, I really don’t want anything to eat.” Shoving the spoon back in my face, “At least have a bite.” As much as I love Jun, my blood began to boil because he was so persistent. With my lips sealed tight he tried once again, but I was pissed at this point because all I could think about was my ‘friends’ comments from earlier. I stood up with so much force it caused my chair to screech across the floor. “Jun! Stop it! Does it look like I need anything else to eat!? I don’t need to gain anymore weight.” I whispered at the end. The boys looked at me with mouths agape and eyes full of shock. Jun was surprised from my sudden outburst and I couldn’t stop the tears of embarrassment from leaking from my eyes. I walked out of the kitchen with Jun following me like a lost puppy asking why I was suddenly so upset about my body. Walking into his shared room, I turned towards him and looked at him with blurry vision, “My friends were commenting on the amount of food I have been eating and how I would become too big if I ate any more than I already did.” A frown consumed his face as he wrapped his arms around me. Rubbing my back comfortably, he told me how perfect he thought my body was and how I needed new friends. “They aren’t your real friends if they talk about you like that. Just get rid of them if all they’re going to do is bring you down instead of encouraging you to be your best or reassure you that you’re perfect just the way you are.” I nodded, “I’m so happy to have you and the boys too because you guys are true friends and you know how to make me feel better.” I kissed him passionately and he soon pulled me back to the kitchen. “Now, let’s go enjoy some good food with real friends.”


Originally posted by lerxpoe

We all know that Hoshi is an amazing dancer. Dancing is his life and it helps him express himself in ways that he never could before. That’s why he took it upon himself to teach me some moves, so we could have something else to bond over. So, here we were in the dance studio with Hoshi showing me moves while I try to execute them. Unfortunately, there were other dancers in the practice room with us, so I felt quite embarrassed since I am not a professional dancer like the rest of them. Even though I could somewhat execute the moves, they did not look the best and the other dancers could tell, but everyone except one person decided not to say anything. “Maybe if you lost some weight, then you would move more fluently and one day you might be a decent dancer.” Hoshi’s face and my face burned bright red, but for different reasons. While my body filled with embarrassment, Hoshi’s filled with anger. “We’re just doing this for fun and her weight or body type has nothing to do with how well she dances. She has very little experience with dancing and she doesn’t dance for hours on end like us, so she’s obviously not a professional. The more she practices the better she’ll get, but for now I don’t want any of you commenting on her weight or how well she dances,” he demanded as he grabbed my hand and drug me out of the room. “Don’t listen to them. The more we practice together the better we’ll get. Plus, it’s just for fun.” Hoshi said reassuringly.


Originally posted by vernons-laugh-is-my-aesthetic

I first met Wonwoo when I started working at Pledis and that was about two years ago. We began dating after a year of knowing each other. I love my job because even though Wonwoo and the boys are very busy, I am able to see him and spend time with him everyday. Today the boys have a fanmeet and my job is to help make sure the line keeps running smoothly. The fan meet has been going on for a while and I noticed that the boys were slowing running out of water, so I decided to get them some more. There was a pack of water at the bottom of the stairs. I began to gather as many bottles that I could and as I started to leave a fan stopped me. “ Can you either pull your shirt up or buy clothes that fit you.” Other fans around her laughed. “That shirt is a little too small for you chubby body.” I quickly left and didn’t say anything to them, but as I got on the stage and started to distribute the water I knew Wonwoo heard everything since he asked if I was okay. “Don’t let their comments get to your head. They’re young and don’t know how to respect someone because they have a different body type.” I smiled and reassured him it was fine because I could tell he was upset that his fans treated me the way they did, but I was also thankful he checked on me to make sure I was okay.


Originally posted by mushimish

We have been dating for a long time now and we decided not long ago that we would go public with out relationship. Lots of fans were supporting of our relationship, but unfortunately, there were a handful of fans that disliked me and made it their job to try to bring me down. Tonight the boys had a concert and Woozi invited me to come watch. It was about time for the boys to go on, so I bid the boys farewell and wished them luck before I left. The concert was great, but there was a group of girls that kept eyeing me and trying to talk discreetly about me. I tried not to let them ruin the mood, especially since I finally got to see the boys perform for the first time in forever. After the show was over, I went to head back stage, but I was stopped by the same group of girls that sat near me during the concert. “Hey, don’t you think Woozi oppa deserves better than you?” said one of the girls who blocked my path towards the backstage. They didn’t give me a chance to respond before one of the others started talking. “He deserves to have someone healthy and not so chubby like you.” I was shocked that someone would say that to my face. I was used to reading that kind of stuff on the internet, but it was different to hear it being said to your face. I began to stutter because I didn’t know what to say. A familiar voice erupted from behind the group of girls, “Hey! Why are you being so mean to her!?” He was angry. “I’m so tired of everyone mistreating Y/N and commenting about her weight,” Woozi grabbed my hand and began to pull me towards backstage. “She is healthy and beautiful. If anything, it’s me who doesn’t deserve her.” He pulled me towards their room and I could almost see the steam coming out of his ears. “Thanks, Woozi.” I said as I kissed his cheek and caressed his arm that was holding my hand.


Originally posted by 12fools

The boys had a couple days off, so they were quick to decide that we were going to spend them at the beach. Before we left the dorm, I went to the bathroom and threw on my two piece bathing suit, then I slipped my t-shirt back on. We arrived at the beach and the boys mostly scattered to do their own thing, like playing in the water or tanning or even playing a game of volleyball on shore. I decided that I was going to tan while Dokyeom went to play with some of the boys. I stripped my white t-shirt off and stretched my towel out on the sand. I laid down and while I was tanning I watched the boys enjoy their time off. A smile was consuming my face, but soon a frown replaced it. “Hey fatty! Cover up or move please. I don’t want to see that.” said a girl who could pass for a model. I suddenly felt self conscious and sat up and started to pull my shirt over myself to hid my curvy body, but before I could finish Dokyeom appeared next to me and stopped me. He turned to face the girl who was discriminating my weight “Hey! If you don’t want to look at my beautiful girlfriend, then feel free to move somewhere else along the beach,” He grabbed my hand, “She’s not moving just so she could please you.” Once the girl left, I cupped his cheek and lightly kissed him on the lips. “Thank you, Dokyeom.” He flashed me a smile, “No problem, Y/N.”


Originally posted by mvpgyu

My eyes scanned over the many food products that occupied our shopping cart. “I think that’s all we need,” As I was checking over my grocery list that was a mile long, I realized that I was missing something and that something was chocolate. “Shoot! I need to get some chocolate. You know, for that time of the month.” I giggled, “Okay. I’ll start checking out while you run and get that.” Mingyu said as he headed towards the checkout line. Swiftly, I found the isle that held all the chocolate and other sweet stuff. My eyes wondered over all the chocolate and I couldn’t make up my mind what kind I wanted. “Honey, you don’t need anymore chocolate.” came an unknown voice from behind me. I turned around and my eyes fell upon a middle aged woman. “Excuse me?” “I’m just saying it wouldn’t hurt for you to lay off on the chocolate. All that sweet stuff goes straight to your butt and thighs and yours are big enough.” I didn’t know what to say or how to react, so I quickly turned on my heel and left the isle without any chocolate in my hand made a beeline straight towards Mingyu checking out. I decided to help him load the bagged groceries back into the cart, so we could get out of the store as soon as possible. “Babe, did you not find any chocolate that you wanted?” I cut my eyes at him warning him to not say anything else while we were in the store. As soon as we stepped foot out into the parking lot Mingyu grabbed my hand to stop me from walking ahead of him towards the car. “Babe, what’s wrong? Why didn’t you get any chocolate just now?” I didn’t respond, so he tried to joke in order to lighten the mood. “You should have gotten some now, so I didn’t have to come back when it’s that time of the month at 2 in the morning because you’re craving something sweet.” I was upset. Not because of his comment, but because of the elders ‘advice’ she gave me. “Well, you don’t have to worry about that. I don’t care if I’m craving it or not. I don’t need anymore sweet stuff.” “What makes you say that?” Sighing, I finally looked him in the eyes, “An older lady stopped me and said I didn’t need anymore and it would all just go to my ass and thighs, then she proceeded to tell me that they were already big enough.” Shaking his head, “Nonsense,” He turned on his feet and headed towards the store. “I’ll be back!” he hollered over his shoulder. Confusion filled my body, “Mingyu! Where are you going?” It was too late, he already disappeared into the store, so I started to load the groceries into the car. Once that was done I climbed into the car and waited for him to return. The door open and a few bags of chocolates were soon laying in my lap. “Here,” he said before kissing one of my cheeks while caressing the other. “Don’t listen to that crazy old lady. I love your thick thighs and don’t let anyone tell you what you can and can’t eat because they don’t like your body type.” He shoved the keys into the ignition and started the car. Grabbing my hand, he started to drive back to the dorm, “You’re beautiful and I don’t want you to change because someone is being rude and can’t keep their mouth shut.”  


Originally posted by mvnghaos

Currently, it was one of the hottest days of the summer and fortunately, the boys had the day off. So, the two of us decided to hang out in the blazing hot sun. Soon, we realized that it was possibly one of our worst ideas. I wiped a few beads of sweat from my forehead and attempted to fan myself with my shirt that clung to my body. “Minghao, it’s so hot. Why did we think this was a good idea?” I questioned. “I don’t know, but that may help us cool off.” He said as he pointed down the street. His slim finger was pointing to an ice cream shop that wasn’t far down the street. My eyes lit up. “Come on, Minghao!” I shouted as I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the shop. A bell ringed and echoed through the shop as we opened the door. The air conditioning slapped me in the face and it felt so good. We reached the counter and a teenage boy asked us what we wanted to order. Minghao order his ice cream first and then the boy turned towards me and asked me for my order. “Um, I will just have a waffle cone vanilla ice cream with an extra scoop.” Nodding his head, he left to fetch our order. He soon arrived back and handed us our ice cream, which I quickly noticed that I had just one scoop. “Excuse me, I asked for an extra scoop.” The waiter looked at my body in disgust. “Trust me, I’m doing you a favor. You don’t need it because it will just go to your ass and thighs and they’re already big enough.” Minghao was quick to react and I could tell he was pissed. “Excuse me, but you do not have the right to comment on someone’s weight nor do you not have the right to not give them their correct order because you think they don’t need it.” He stepped closer to the boy, but I tried to stop him. “Minghao, it’s okay. I don’t-” He stood in front of me protectively and cut me off, “Now, I suggest you go get her what she asked for before I contact your manager.” The boy scurried off, afraid of my boyfriend. “Thanks, Minghao.” “No, problem. Don’t let what he said get to your head. You beautiful and you can eat whatever you want.” I nodded my head proud to call him my boyfriend.


Originally posted by winningwinwin

Seungkwan and I were spending the day in the city. It was hot, so I was wearing a loose t-shirt and some shorts. The shorts were quite short, but they weren’t any shorter compared to the shorts that others were wearing. We were walking down the street deciding what to do. “Why don’t we go into some clothing stores to see what they have?” Seungkwan questioned. I opened my mouth to respond with a voice full of excitement, but someone beat me to it. “While you’re in there, you might want to buy her a pair of shorts that covers her big ass.” The excitement drained from my body after the rude man’s words sunk into my brain. “Excuse me?” I could instantly tell that Seungkwan was pissed. “Why do you think it’s okay to make rude comments about someone’s body? Huh?” He took a step towards the rude man, “I know what it’s like to have someone comment about my weight and bring me down because of my body, so don’t even dare make comments like that ever again, especially when you’re talking about my girlfriend.” He grabbed my hand and began to lead me away towards the store. “C’mon, I don’t want you to be around him anymore and listening to his bullshit,” Wrapping my arm around his bicep and laying my head on his shoulder, I thanked him for sticking up for me. “No need to thank me. I know how it feels to have people think differently about your body and I don’t want you to have to deal with that, especially since you’re so beautiful and you don’t deserve those harsh words.”


Originally posted by wonnhao

Vernon and I have been together for quite a while, but before that we were best friends and he introduced me to his family long before we started dating. Sophia and I clicked instantly and we are literally best friends. With Vernon’s busy schedule I could say that Sophia and I hang out more often than me and him. Right now me and Sophia were at the mall shopping. My eyes scanned the shelf looking at clothes and I picked up a beautiful top and showed a little more skin than usual. I held it up to my body and turned to show Sophia. “Hey, what do you think about this?” Before she could respond, a girl that was scanning the shelf spoke quickly. “You might want to get a size or two bigger because no one wants to see your plump stomach.” I blushed feverishly and put the shirt back on the rack. Sophia tried to convince me to get the shirt, but I refused and we soon left. We later got back to her house and Vernon was there to pick me up. “Hey, let’s head back to the dorm.” I hugged Sophia and bid her farewell, “I’ll talk to you later, Sophia.” I felt more insecure about my body on the way home and I was distracted from what Vernon was saying. He seemed to notice my gloomy mood. “Hey Y/N, Sophia told me what happened today,” He grabbed my hand and gently caressed it. “Don’t worry about what others think about you. You’re so beautiful and you can wear whatever you feel comfortable wearing. As long as it makes you happy, then you should be able to show some skin no matter what others think.” I smiled upon hearing his sweet words and squeezed his hand. “Thank you, Vernon. I love that you always know what to say in order to cheer me up.” 


Originally posted by squishteen

Chan and I just graduated high school, so we were celebrating while going out to the nearest carnival just to have fun. I decided to wear a sundress that showed my plump arms and legs. I used to be insecure about my body type, but Chan managed to get me to see the beauty in my body. We were walking around and playing random games and riding random rides just to entertain ourselves. We hopped on one ride and we were squished up next to each other. There were two girls on the same ride sitting across from the two of us and one decided to make a snide comment. “You know, it wouldn’t be such a tight squeeze if you weren’t so chubby.” After hearing that comment, I could feel my insecurities about my weight rush back. Chan decided not to start a fight and didn’t say anything since the ride started, but he swung his arm around my shoulder and began to comfort me while whispering in my ear, “Don’t listen to them. I love you and your body, so please don’t think about your insecurities or about changing anything.” I nodded my head and let her comment fade to the back of my mind because I just wanted to enjoy my time with Chan.



Updated - July 1, 2017. 

I intend to update frequently.

Here is my schedule. Although I have a schedule, it does not mean it is set in stone. My education is very important to me so if something comes up that keeps me busy, I’ll have to prioritize.  

The request box will never be closed but please know that I will not get to all of them. 

I do only preferences, imagines, and texts for now. 

I do an imagine or preference whenever I am available to do so. I am currently a Senior in High School taking Honors and AP classes. It is very difficult to write when I have to focus on school first. 

I currently do smut but not by request. I have to be in the mood to write it. 

I will write about any of Tom’s previous roles in movies and television shows as well as Tom Holland himself. Also I write about Tom’s best friend, Harrison Osterfield because I also love him. 

Side note, the ones that say personal beside them are ones that do not have a name insert and the ones that say smut beside them are writings that have sexual content in them.  


  • Tom Holland

Frog Man. (Personal.)

The Adventures of Okina and Tom. (Personal.)

Teach Me. (Personal.) 

Happy Birthday. (Personal.)

Heart Shaped Box. (Personal.)


Part 2. 

Vogue. (Smut.) 

Fight For You. 

I’ve Always Loved You. 


Lost My Way.

Four Years.

  • Peter Parker. 

Dear Peter.

Last First Kiss.

Part 2. 

Best Distraction.

Favorite Stark. 

Only Girl.

Three Empty Words.

Part 2. 

  • Harrison Osterfield. 

Who Cares?

Man Jam.


  • MISC.

Donkey and Princess Fiona. (Personal.)

You Literally Just Threw Up!

A/N: So I seriously felt nauseous while writing this because god I hate getting sick, I have an actual fear, so yeah… 

@colormemeow This was the best Idea I had for your request but I wasn’t sure because i kind of described the sickness part a little too much! Sorry about that, I may rewrite it later..

Request/Prompt: Requests open? If not you can totally ignore me! Can I request an imagine with either Damian or Jason (you can decide) where he takes care of the reader well they’re sick (or on there period, if you’re okay with that) Requested by @colormemeow

Summary: Jason takes care of you when you suddenly catch the flu (I am so bad at summaries, oml sorry)

Relationship: Jason Todd x Reader

Warning(s): Puke…? 

Word Count: 500+

Note: Seriously, If you don’t like anything to do with vomit, I suggest you scroll past this NOW. I even felt sick while writing it… oops…

Tags: @solis200213 @colormemeow @wynterrobin @crazyfangirl1810@just-a-girl-maybe (I think thats it? if i forgot to tag you I’m sorry!!)

When your stomach first began to hurt you it was during the movie you, Jason and his brothers were watching. You didn’t think much of it and kept watching the movie ignoring the pain in your stomach. However, you kept feeling something come up to your throat and it felt hot and uncomfortable through the last few minutes of the movie, as if it was burning the inside of your throat.

When the movie ended you immediately went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge before making your way to Jason’s room. You slipped on one of his shirts and went to bed, occasionally sipping at your water before closing your eyes once again.

“Y/N? You okay?” You heard Jason whisper to you, which felt as if he was yelling, your head beginning to have a high amount of pain.

You groan lowly, rolling around under the sheets with a hand on your forehead, “Yeah, I’m just not feel all that well,” You said quietly, slowly sitting up to take another sip of water. In that moment your eyes widen, you felt hot and broke into a cold sweat as you rushed to the bathroom in the hallway. Jason had ran after you, stopping at the door seeing you sitting in front of the toilet with your head nearly in the bowl as your dinner came up in chunks.

Jason gently pulled your hair back as you kept vomiting, his brothers checked to see what had happened and immediately offered to help but Jason ended up shaking his head and closing the door. You gripped onto the bowl, puke dripping from your mouth and your throat burned, coughing a few times to make sure everything was out before pulling back. You had to plug your nose from smelling the horrid stench you just hacked up, knowing that alone could trigger the sickness again.

Jason grabbed a face cloth and quickly wetted it under the sink, pulling your hand away and gently wiping down your face, handing you a hair tie so you could pull your hair back. He sat next to you and gently rubbed your back, not saying anything knowing your head must’ve been pounding

“I think I’m good…” you said after a little while of complete silence, moving to stand up from where you sat, but Jason gripped your hand, “You literally just threw up! Be careful, I’ll bring a bucket to the room and a cold cloth,” He spoke in an almost whisper, slowly standing up with you, guiding you back to his room and tucking you into bed.

Jason left for a moment, coming back with a bucket and a cloth just like her said. He sat on the edge of the bed and placed the bucket on the floor, gently laying the cold, wet cloth on your forehead.

“Tell me if you feel like you’re going to get sick, okay?” He gently rubbed your hand as he crawled to the other side of you and simple sitting up against the pillow, making you smile just a touch.



I’m sorry for the delay, I really am. As requested, here follows my analysis of these two and their relationship.


P l e a s e take note that I’m comparing their planet positions and while they do help a lot with understanding how these two work together, it’s not exactly a Synastry. I don’t have their birth times, so this is mostly speculation since I can’t place their planets in actual houses, knowing exatcly what they stand for, and therefore cannot do a proper Synastry. Also in Yoongi’s case, specifically, he was born on a day where the Moon was about to change signs - so depending on the time he was born on that day it could mean his Moon is in Libra, not in Virgo. However, I’ll read this Synastry as if his Moon were in Virgo.


Anyway, here we go:

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A new update is here! (finally…. :D) <3 I also made a little gif to go with my list from now on :D Find the complete list HERE

New additions to The List since last time:

Multichaptered Love

  • In Need of an Outlet by blj2007 - this started as a meet-cute in a coffee shop, full of innuendos and went to become so much more <3 I love this so much <3
  • What’s It Gonna Be by lemonoclefox - Pride and Prejudice inspired AU <3 Magnus is a talented baker at Fairchild’s bakery, Alec is an insufferable prick - or is he? This is so lovely <3 Better than the movie imho :D
  • STAR WARS: A Search for Justice by Ketz - This is epic <3 I love Star Wars and I love this :D Alec as a (soon to be former) stormtrooper and Magnus as a Jedi, fighting for the Downworlder Resistance against the Circle…
  • Eyes On Me by clockworkswan - When a new same-sex dancing rule is made, Magnus is determined to prove this is a good change. All he needs is a partner for ballroom dancing… <3 I am SO IN LOVE with this fic :D It’s fluffy and perfect, and I have a weakness for dancing :D
  • The Way You Move Me by blj2007 - When Alec takes his little brother Max to go roller skating, he didn’t think he’d end up meeting someone so intriguing at the rink. He can’t really skate himself, but ends up coming back to the rink - only for his brother of course :D I love this story <3
  • Appassionato by Chonideno - Alec likes to play the piano for himself, until his upstairs neighbor, whom he’s never seen before, starts slipping notes with song requests under his door. Hauntingly beautiful descriptions, full of feelings, even if you know nothing about music <3

Cute little Oneshots*

  • It’s a Yes from Me by Ketz - reclusive singer Alec Lightwood gets roped into being a judge for the Angel’s Voice. And there’s one contestant that’s especially talented as well as intriguing…love this so much <3
  • Flirting With Death by AllOfTheFanfic - Magnus gets hit by a car and meets his soulguide Alec, while staring down at his body. Major character death, but in a nice happy end way…it’s very interesting <3
  • never again left unsaid by hufflebee- Magnus realizes Alec never leaves the loft without telling Magnus he loves him. Short, cute, fluffy <3
  • I’ll Write You A Fantasy by theloverneverleaves - technically this is a series of currently 2 oneshots, decided to put it under oneshots though^^ Alec gets dragged to ComicCon by his siblings and ends up falling for a fantasy author… <3
  • Belonging by iloveyoursmile - Swimming AU with Alec as a swimmer and Magnus as a diver. There’s fluff <3 and drama. Enjoyable even if you don’t like sports (like me :D)

*actually not so little in some cases :D

as always: please send fic recs whenever you like! I sometimes forget to mark stuff I have read, and then am really annoyed with myself, would be great to find some of those again…., and I also always want to read new stuff! I will read anything you recommend and decide whether it’ll be added to the list :)

Authors included in this update: @blj2007, @lemonoclefox, @sweetillusionketz, @clockworkswans, @warlocksass, @hufflebee, @isabellebiwoods, @lolguess

btw - since this list has grown enormously, I will soon establish a system to mark my absolute faves, that I re-read all the time - and will make a post with those special fics. I’m gonna limit them to…idk, 20-ish?

Take A Hit

Originally posted by spragnione

Alex Standall x Reader
Request: Hi baaaabe❤️ I am obviously requesting an Alex imagine, where Monty flirts with you and Alex gets jealous because of that and starts a fight against Monty. Thank you ☺️
Word Count: 951
A/N: So this is my first request, hopefully you enjoy it love :). I tried really hard on this actually, it took me the rest of the day. One thing I want to note is that I may have portrayed Montgomery as too much of a bad guy, but you guys can tell me how I did. Enjoy! :)
Warnings: Light swearing
Italics = you, Bold = Alex, Italicized, Bold = Montgomery <hopefully this isn’t too confusing

It was a normal day for you as you walked through the doors of Liberty High School. You walked along your boyfriend Alex Standall, fingers gently intertwined and your body leaning up against his. To say that your relationship was perfect was a complete understatement, everything had become beyond that with you two and it had you completely ecstatic. In the short frame of four months, Alex had already confessed his love for you and it was then, no matter how unrealistic your friends thought you were being, you realized just how much you’d loved him too.
Your first few periods had passed way too quickly and it was already passing period to lunch. You were leaned up against your locker waiting for Alex, he would always meet you there so that he could take you out to eat. After a few minutes of waiting, you felt a small tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you fully expected it to be Alex, but to your surprise it wasn’t, it was Montgomery De La Cruz. You had known Montgomery only because Alex had had a few altercations with him before, but you had never exactly talked to him. Another thing you had heard about him was that he is a complete fuckboy. But still you thought, which had been really naive on your part, the he’d never try to hit on you. Besides, you weren’t even precisely his type, nor would you ever come close to it. Yet here he was, his arm now wrapped around your shoulders, smirking like the idiot he was.
“So babe,” he licked his lips as his eyes traveled up and down your body. Your nose scrunched up as you tried to push him away, despising the pet name he had given you. You were sure he had gotten the hint, but of course Montgomery was the guy he was, and when he wanted something he almost always got it. His arm swung over caging you in between him and the lockers. He leaned in towards you a bit and continued, “I was wondering if you’d like to have some fun later…”
It was absolutely ridiculous that he was even trying because, never in a billion years, would you give yourself up to someone, especially not Montgomery De La Cruz. “I have a boyfriend,” you spat as you rolled your eyes. To say the least, Montgomery was a persistent little fuck. You had started to get nervous when he had pressed his whole body against you, a hand resting on your hip.
“Oh come on babe, you know you want it…” Your knees had gotten weak. For one, you were scared and you just wished the Alex could be here to ‘save’ you. As if your prayers had been answered, you heard shouting from the end of the hallway, “Get the fuck off of her!”
In an instant, the weight on your body had been lifted and you could see Monty holding up his hands in defense, “Hey man, she wanted it,” he winked as he looked straight ahead at Alex. By this time Alex was close enough to swing on him, and he did. “Alex stop!” Montgomery had quickly bounced back, and punched Alex straight in the jaw. “Alex! Monty! Stop!” They had been going back and forth and you kept pleading for them to stop. You couldn’t bear seeing Alex like this, bruised and bloody. It was a miracle that Jeff and a few others had come to hold the two boys back before one of them had beaten the other to a bloody pulp.
Your heart was thumping as you walked forward to hug Alex. You were holding him back a little as he tried to lurch forward yelling things like “Stay the fuck away from her!” and “We’re not done with this!” Alex’s tense body softened a little as your arms tightened around his body, “It’s fine Alex, I’m okay. Just stop please…” Your eyes flicked up to meet his, and his whole mood shifted. You grabbed his hand and led him to the nearest bathroom.
Grabbing some paper towel, you wet it under some running water, and tried to clean up some of Alex’s wounds. He winced a little but let you continue, “You know,” you started, bending down and reaching into your backpack for a band aid (for instances like this), “You didn’t have to do that.” Your hand rubbed the band aid over his, once smooth, skin as he scuffed.
“Yeah I did, he was putting his hands all over you and…” “And?” “…I got jealous.” Everything had fallen silent except for the small giggles that slipped from your mouth, “Y-you were jealous of Montgomery?!”
His eyes flickered, and he didn’t respond to your question. “Alex look at me,” his eyes quickly sought yours, signaling for you to continue, “I. Love. You.” you said, pausing between each word. “I would never, ever leave you for someone else. So please…you don’t need to fight for me. I hate seeing you get hurt.” His hands found your waist, pulling you closer to him and giving your hips a gentle squeeze. “If it’s for you, I will always fight.” A faint smile appeared across his face, and he leaned down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. When he pulled away, he rested his forehead on yours and said, “I love you (Y/N), so much.” You pulled away from his grasp, a huge smile on your face, and tugged on the front of his black t-shirt. “C’mon kiddo, let’s go get you some lunch, you must be hungry.” Alex chuckles and shakes his head as he follows you out of the bathroom.


Title: Let Me Take Care of You

anonymous requested: Omg I’m so happy you’re taking request, your writing is awesome! I was wondering if you could do one with Negan helping you bandage a scrape and cool off after a very trying day. Super fluffy?

Character(s): Negan and Reader
Summary: After sorting out the supplies from a successful run on a hot, summer’s day, you accidentally cut yourself after opening a box with your knife. Negan takes notice and decides to take care of it himself.
Word Count: 2,194
Warning: Fluff!!!
Author’s Note: Thank you to the anon who sent this request in! As of late, I am a sucker for fluffy!Negan for some reason! So, I hope this is just exactly what you imagined when you asked for super fluffy ;-). Enjoy!

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Natural Beauty

Pairing: Philip Hamilton x Reader (Modern)
Word Count: 2,384ish
T/W: Smut, Kinks 
A/N: (Requests open) So I’m currently taking a college summer semester which means I go to class every week day. It’s a “physical education” class, so we work out everyday and that’s how I got this idea. 
Side note: Am I the only one who sees Philip as Anthony Lee Medina?…

“Yes! That’s a new time!” you exclaimed.

“Yeah…by like…two minutes!!…” your best friend, Theodosia, panted, as she bent over, resting her hands on her knees. 

The two of you made a pact to run together the whole summer, until school started again. After all it was going to be your senior year of college, you simply had to look your best. Though running in the middle of summer did make you sweat like no tomorrow.

“That’s a lot Theo!!” you squinted up as you tried to calmed your breathing. 

“Uh-huh, yeah…well it’s got me sweating like a pig!” Theo stood up and pulled at her t-shirt which had sweat spots scattered across it.

“I told you to wear a tank top!” you gestured to yourself smirking.

“Yeah, well I’m sure, Philip will love it!” She winked, eyes trailing down to your chest. 

“Oh come on! I know he’s “innocent”, but he’s seen my boobs before…”

“I’m just sayin’…with them all glistening and perky-”

“Dear Lord, Theo! He’s not even supposed to be home, he said he was going to visit his Dad.” you shrugged, “Though I kinda wish he was more assertive, ya know? I’m usually starting stuff. I know he always wants to make sure I’m in the mood, but honestly I’d love to see him be in the mood first…”

“Maybe you gotta find what really does it for him? Some guys are like that you know? There’s that one thing that just makes them go crazy!” Theo looked at her watch, “I better get home, I’m having family dinner tonight.”

“Okay, well have fun girl!” You hugging her before unlocking the apartment door and jogging up the stairs until you reached your floor. Turning the key and opening the door you find Philip sitting by the counter typing on his laptop. Probably writing something for the summer poetry class he was taking in grad school.  

“Hey, baby!” You closed the door, and kicked off your running shoes, taking your socks off and tossing them next to the shoes, “I thought you were supposed to be with your family today?”

“Yeah, well I was, but then Mom sent me a text this morning saying her and Dad were packing to go to France. They’re going to stay with the Marquis for a summer vacation.” Philip stated as he typed gently.

“Aww, I’m sorry babe. I know how much family means to you.” you said walking up behind Philip, who hadn’t even turned to see you come through the apartment door, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before walking around the counter to the kitchen opening the fridge.

“Yeah…I mean it’s whatever, they’ve been really good friends. I’ve always called Lafayette my Uncle since he-” Philip stopped dead in his tracks as you stood on the opposite side of the counter in front of him, opening the bottle of Gatorade you had grabbed from the fridge while he was talking.

“He?” you asked raising your eyebrows.

“He- uh, well he…um,” Philip looked down at his keyboard, then back up at you, his eyes travelled slowly across your body.

There was silence.

“Philip!” you raised your voice a little, just enough to snap him out of the trance he seemed to be in, “What’s up?”

“Nothing, I, it’s just, you look great, baby!” He blurted out weakly smiling at you.

You arched an unbelieving eyebrow, cocking your head to the side a little while resting your palms on the counter, “Really…I just ran four miles, I have no makeup on, I’m sweating like a pig and I look….great?”

“No, really you do…” Philip began to blush as he redirected his eyes to meet yours, before swallowing harshly and looking back to his computer. 

Just as you were about to walk off to take a shower, it clicked. Was he…turned on? This was it, you had turned him on without even touching him. 

Smiling devilishly you crossed your arms onto the counter and leaned forward on them. Accentuating a particular part of your body Philip seemed to be enjoying. Philip had always been sweet and gentle and wanted you to be in the mood before he would even make a move, but now you wanted to see how it worked when he was in the mood first. Did he have the same patience?

“So, whatcha workin’ on?” you inquired.

“Oh, just some poems for my summer cla-” Philip clenched his jaw when he looked up.

“You okay, baby?” you swayed your hips on your way over to Philip.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine,” he subtly bit his lower lip as he watched the motion of your hips.

You sat on the bar stool next to him,  Philip directed his attention to his screen.

“You sure?” you placed a hand on his upper thigh and began rubbing it up and down his inner thigh.

Philip tried to cover up a moan with a cough, but it didn’t exactly work. Desperately wanting to move things along, you took it to the next level leaning closer to him, chest pressing into his bicep while you placed hot kisses on his jaw. Your hand travelled higher on his thigh, lingering around his belt buckle. The typing noise stopped and he was motionless as you continued your antics for a few more seconds. 

“What’s wrong ba-”

Philip abruptly closed his laptop. You weren’t sure how he was feeling, was he mad or still turned on? You noticed him breathing heavier and pulled back.


Before you could continue your question he grabbed your wrist and began dragging you off to the bedroom. Your heart began to race, bitting your lip you wondered how this was going to work. Once you were in the bedroom he pulled you into a passionate kiss, pressing your body tight against his. Your hands reached up to wrap around his neck, but were stopped when Philip grabbed your wrists. 

“Take it off,” he commanded. 

You took a moment to gaze into his lust filled eyes, before turing around and undressing, first you let your hair down from the messy ponytail, you pulled your tank top over your head, then your sports bra, and once you got down to your panties Philip came behind you, pushing your hair to one side of your shoulder as he planted hot kisses along the top of your shoulder. You let out a hum when his bare chest touched your back. Philip spun you around picking you up, just to lay you onto the bed. He rested on his forearms while you lay beneath him. You rested a hand on his bicep and the other lazily pushed back his thick curls. 

His mouth began kissing at your jawline leaving a trail down your neck, then to your collarbone, down to the middle of your chest and in one swift movement his mouth latched onto your nipple. You let out a sharp gasp, pushing yourself up against him with a tug on his hair in response. Philip let out a low moan against your skin as he pressed his tongue flat against your sensitive skin he had been sucking at. His hand reached down to your heat, slipping under your panties. 

“Mmm, Philip,” you hummed when he began rubbing small circles around your clit. 

“Already so wet,”

He moved his mouth back up to capture yours. He simultaneously slipped his tongue into your mouth the moment he pushed two fingers into you. You shamelessly moaned into his mouth, tightening your grip on his bicep, digging your nails into his skin. You took your other hand and began to palm his already hardened length through his pants. With that Philip broke the kiss. He slipped your lace underwear off, pulling away from you to remove his khakis and boxers. You closed your eyes as you waited for him to slowly enter you, but not this time, he slid into you with one swift thrust. 

“Philip!!” you yelled, throwing your head back into the pillows, opening your neck to Philip.

He continued the rough pace while he bit and sucked at your neck causing you to let out breathy curses. His free hand pushed down on your hip. You pushed your chest up against him. You couldn’t help but want every part of him touching you. And it seemed like he enjoyed the closeness too.

“Fuck…”  Philip dropped his head to rest against your shoulder, his thrusts became harder.

You bit his shoulder, scratching your nails down his sides, evoking a growl from Philip.

“I’m sorr-” you began to apologize.

“Do it again, Babygirl.” Philip said in a dark tone you had never heard before. 

Hold on, does he like the pain? Does he have a-

“Yes…Daddy,” you tested the waters, nipping at his neck while you drug your nail tantalizingly slow down his shoulder blades.

“Fuck yes,” he brought his other hand up, tangling his fingers in your hair. 

Philip brought you into a kiss as he adjusted, hitting you at a new angle that felt heavenly. His tongue swirled around yours until you slowly pulled back closing your eyes in bliss, biting your lip and then releasing it as you moaned. He absolutely loved seeing you like this, completely helpless to his touch and desperate for his touch, underneath him. 

“Oh, holy sh- mmm” you were cut off by your own moan.

Soon Phillip hit a sweet spot. You reached a hand to his dark curls, pulling him closer to you. He decided to nip at your neck, reaching a hand down to your clit and rubbing it perfectly in synch with his thrusts. 

“A-ahh,” you bit down on his shoulder.

“I want you to cum for me, babygirl. You hear me?”

“Y-yes, yes, right there Daddy, don’t - mmm- don’t stop!”

You felt a familiar pressure begin to build in your stomach. Philip knew you were close, as he felt your chest rise and fall against his. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him as close to you as possible. He rocked his hips hard against you to assure that he was hitting your g-spot just right. He felt your knees tighten on either side of his body. You began to shake a little.

“Oh god-”

“Come on baby,” Philip slowly licked across the side of your neck.

That sent you over the edge, your toes curled, you gripped onto him for dear life as the room began to spin. You closed your eyes, and your mouth fell open a little. You felt the wave of pleasure rush throughout your body.

“Daddy…” your whispered shakily into his neck as he helped you ride out your orgasm.

“Babygirl,” He gave a gentle tug on your hair.

That was enough to do it for Philip, you felt him twitch inside you as his thrusts became sporadic, you helped him get the most pleasure out of his orgasm by dragging your nails across his skin and breathing his name in between sloppy kisses to his neck, until his motion stopped and he was breathless above you.

“Damn, baby.” Philip said as he pulled out and laid down beside you. 

The room was quiet as the two of you tried to catch your breath. 

“So,” you broke the silence, turning onto your side, facing Philip with an excited smile, “You have a pain AND a daddy kink?”

“…Yes…” Philip hesitated.

“WHY haven’t we been having this kind of sex?!” You asked, as he put his hands over his face with a groan, “Philip! That was AMAZING!” you rested a hand on his chest.

“Okay, listen, I just never wanted to force myself on you, but seeing you with that gorgeous shine covering your skin and your muscles all tensed it was just…very attractive okay?! I like your natural beauty….”

“I think the kinks are hot, but really?…That’s what did it for you?” you laughed.

“Hey! I bet it would work on you too!” he defended himself, dropping his hands to his chest, gently lying on top of your hand.

“Oh yeah, sure,” you rolled your eyes, “it’s just sweat baby, nothin’ special.” You kissed him once more before getting up and heading off to the shower.

One week later:

It was Sunday, your off day from running with Theo. You had decided to sleep in, but one thing was off. Philip wasn’t by your side. He was usually softly snoring next to you. Slipping on one of Philip’s t-shirts, you figured it was safe to wander around in that and your underwear. You checked the apartment and didn’t find him anywhere, where could he be? you thought to yourself. Maybe he went to go see his family off at the airport? you reasoned with yourself as you went to the fridge in search for breakfast, but turned around when you heard the apartment door open. 

To your shock, Philip walked in. He was wearing basketball shorts low on his waist, his hair slightly dampened and his bare chest was rising and falling at a faster than normal pace. Did he go…running? You didn’t realize it, but your lips had parted slightly when you saw him, as you stood with a hand still on the refrigerator door.

“Hey, baby!” Philip walked over and kissed you on the cheek, “Can I get in there?” He pointed to the fridge door.

“Oh, y-yeah.” You answered him without ever taking your eyes off him as you backed away from the fridge and rested against the counter behind him. 

Damn him. He was right, there was just something about that natural glisten that spread all over his body. Your eyes trailed all over his body, you bit your lip when you noticed the red marks that went all the way down his back. His muscles were tense and accentuated, perfectly showing his body off in full display. He turned to face you. Your gaze fell to a drop of sweat making its way down his abs.

“What’s up?” he smirked with a teasing tone, walking over to you, locking you between him and the counter. Your hands instinctively rested on his chest. Your heart was racing, you stared up into those brown eyes. “Like what you see, Babygirl?”

“Y-” you paused, looking at your hands as you spread your fingers out a little more across his toned chest. He tilted your chin up with his hand, “Yes…Daddy.” 

You had found your breakfast.

Dating Tyler Includes

-songs about you
-being woken up by his ukulele
-deep late night talks
-him explaining to you about his tattoos
-taco bell for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
-his scent
-no seriously
-I just think Ty would smell like pine trees
-think about it
-cuddles at night
-his fluffy hair
-that’s ironic because he’s an egg rn
-cute smol egg
-hearing his adorable laugh all the time
-him going over lyrics with you
-him keeping you in the loop of how recording is going
-him playing the piano softly at night
-him never wanting to dress up
-playing basketball with him
-helping him with blurryface
-wearing his red beanie
-listening to 80’s hip hop with him
-being bffs with Madison
-his jawline
-no one ever talks about his jawline
-it’s not that defined and it’s so pudgy and cute. don’t you just want to squish it?!
-him being a complete goofball
-listening to self titled with him while he gets all nostalgic and adorable
-turning the tb saga on full volume just to annoy him
-he ends up performing it for you
-him writing songs about you
-lots of hugs
-him taking you to Taco Bell and making it actually romantic on Valentines Day
-hanging out with him and Jishwa
-him getting jealous easily
-him being protective
-protective neck and forehead kisses

Authors Note: this is cute yay
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A God in Love (Loki x plus size short reader)

Requested: Could you write a Loki x plus size and short reader fic? Super fluffy and he loves how tiny and chubby she is - @ladydork

Warnings: I don’t think there is any curse words. Short plus size reader. Also this is kind of au.

Note: I am not taking any more requests for now. Gif is not mine credit to owner.

Hope you enjoy!

Originally posted by lokitty

It had been a few month after the battle of New York and instead of Loki leaving with Thor to go to Asgard, Thor and the others decided to have him under the Avengers watch. Loki was given his own room to stay in, basically his prison and was guarded by security. Then a couple months after being trapped in his room, he was allowed to walk around the Avenger complex.

Mostly when he would walk around the rest of the Avengers would ignore his presence, but then there was you. You were the only one that was nice to him and didn’t give him the cold shoulder. He would be lying to himself, if he said that he hadn't fallen in love with you. You were so small, and gentle to him, he loved that about you.

He found your small and chubby frame so beautiful and adorable. He also loved your kindness towards him. He thought after what he had done, no one would ever be kind to him, but you proved him wrong.

It had been another day in the avengers tower. You were walking around the tower and the bumped into Loki. You both started a conversation and you said something that surprised Loki.

“Everyone here probably think I’m weak.” Loki was more than surprised when he heard you say that. That’s what you think of your self as weak. He couldn’t believe it.

“I don’t think you’re weak, I think you are a strong confident and beautiful woman" Loki said as looked down at your small frame and you looked up at him.

“Really?” Loki lowered his hand to your face and brushed a piece of your hair behind your ear. 

“Yes.” He moved his face closer to yours. “Y-n there-e is something I’ve been meaning to tell yo-” Loki was interrupted by the sound of his brother’s voice.

“Lady y/n, Natasha has told me to come and get you. I think you may have forgotten about your training with her.”

“Oh shit yea I forgot.” You looked over at Thor and then back to Loki “I’m sorry Loki but I have to go.” He nodded his head and gave you a small smile. He watched as your small figure ran out of the room. He had sure you had left the room before he turned towards his brother angrily.

“Really brother? You could not have come a worse time.” Loki glared at his brother.

“Oh,” Thor began to laugh “were you going to finally tell her you love her.”

“Don’t laugh you-”

“No, no brother, I think it cute,” he continued to chuckle “the ‘rightful king of asgard’ has taken liking to a human. I thought loving a human would make you weak brother?”

“You won’t call me weak, when I kill yo-”

“Oh I’m sorry was I interrupting, I forgot my phone.”

“Of course you weren’t, interrupting. Thor was actually about to leave.” Loki said as he glared at Thor.

‘Oh I was? I wasn’t aware?“ Loki then turned to Thor and mumbled ‘don’t you dare tell her.’

’'Oh you said don’t tell lady Y/n that you like her.” You looked up from the ground and looked at Loki with wide eyes, a blush spreading across your face. Loki began to make his move towards Thor but he had already left the room.

You both just stood in the room silent. You were looking at Loki but he was looking down at the ground ignoring your gaze. You then finally decided to brake the silence. “Loki? Is what Thor said true? Do you like me?” He didn’t answer you so you walked up to him. He was still looking down at the ground while you placed your hand on his cheek. He then looked into your eyes “Loki tell me.” you whispered.

He looked into your eyes “Yes it is true but-but it’s super embarrassing.” As he said that your eyes filled with worry and you started to think the worst things.

What if he was embarrassed because he liked someone like you. Short and chubby. But Loki sensed the worry in your eyes. “Oh no y/n, it’s nothing to do with you…” Loki placed his hand on your cheek. “It’s just I’m a god, wouldn’t it be foolish and weak to fall in love?”

“It won’t make you weaker, it will make you stronger.” You looked into his eyes. You then stood on your tip toes trying to reach his lips. Loki lightly chuckled.

“You are the most adorable person ever. And don’t ever think I would be embarrassed to like you cause of the way you look like. You are the sweetest, cutest woman I have ever met. ” You lightly blushed and before you knew it Loki lightly bent down to reach your lips. He placed his lips lightly on your but then you wrapped your arms around his neck, making the kiss more passionate.  

You pulled back from the kiss, and began to laugh “Wow, Thor was right.” Loki raised his eyebrows “He made this plan were I get you to admit you liked me, I guess it worked.’'  Loki lightly chuckled.

’'Yea, I guess it did.” then Loki pulled you into another passionate kiss but then pulled back. “You aren’t afraid to love me?”

You furrowed your eyebrows ’‘Of course not,” You looked up into his eyes “I know how you see yourself, as a monster. But the person I really know who you are is a kind, gentle man who needs love. You are trying to become a good person, and that means a lot to me.”

“God, I love you.’' He took your face in his hands and kissed you on the lips again. And in that moment he knew he was in love.