of course im not crying its just water on my face

AU where instead of going to Samwell, Jack starts a widely successful Publicly Broadcast show for children.

Jack learns that he is great with kids after coaching them for a little over two years. Moreover, kids are good with Jack. There is no pressure to be anything other than who he is.

It all starts with a local news program doing a fluff piece on Jack Zimmermann’s coaching ability. But then it turned into something completely different when Jack skated onto camera and started to introduce every single one of his kids and what was special about them. He was…really enchanting actually. He didn’t ever really talk down to them. Jack just treated them as a tiny friend. 

They ARE his tiny friends, but that’s not the point. 

The footage they got of “snack time” was really the best. Imagine a good 16 kids piled around this massive man teaching them the best way to make a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. 

 It should have been obvious that a local channel would contact him. It still surprises Jack. They want him to host a show? Why? Everyone always teased him about how impersonable he was during interviews. Is it because he’s Jack Zimmermann’s son? Or Alicia’s? 

Jack asks all of these questions to his mother and she just laughs. “You made a PB&J interesting to 16 kids just by being you”

Jack figures it wouldn’t hurt to give it a shot. 

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  • The Force is everything that ever was and ever will be, every storm and every silence, the hunting krayk dragon and cowering bantha calf: it is huge, all-consuming, completely inhuman. How, then, could its children be anything short of monstrous? (Wonders, yes. But monsters all the same.)
  • Anakin Skywalker is boy-shaped, but Obi Wan cannot bear to look at him. 
  • A clarification: he can look at him with his human eyes; but he must clamp down the extra eyes his Force-sensitivity gives him, because when he doesn’t – well. The first time he met the boy he hadn’t closed those eyes; he’d open them, wide and curious and seen –
    • teeth and claws and roiling shadows, a slipslide of features and starfire, the white blur of warpspeed and it hurts –
  • Anakin Skywalker is the son of the Force, half human and half something extraordinary. There’s a reason the Jedi don’t like him, why Yoda mistrusts him; they all have to close their extra eyes around him; and even when they’re white-knuckled with effort, clamping down so the Force can’t so much as whisper to them (and that hurts Jedi, of course it does, it runs counter to all their training about opening up and trusting in the Force) and even then they still feel the velvet quiver of unseen limbs over their skin. 
  • And more. And worse. When he is angry – which is often – his shadow warps into something awful, and even the least Force-sensitive being quails at the profound wrongness of the sight. His features warp and melt, teeth spiralling out from his pupils, his mouth cracks open wide, his tongue growing scales and feathers and catching fire and he smiles, oh how he smiles and –
    • nothing like him should exist and
    • and you blink, lose the moment, he’s just a young man glowering at you, and his shadow is the same, but the memory of that horror is seared into the back of your brain.
  • It is no surprise that Padme dies in childbed. 
  • The first child’s cry makes Obi Wan’s bones rattle. It – you could not call it anything but an it – is a twisting, squirming mess of light and dark. There’s a wing, a thorned branch: you cannot focus on it. You cannot pin a shape to it. Obi Wan wants to run away, run and never look back. But the Med Droid is offering it to him; and it is a child, of a sort; and Obi Wan takes it, and it coalesces into a soft pink baby girl. He places it – her – against Padme’s white breast. Padme cradles it. “She’s beautiful.”
  • The second is just the same: pushed out like any human baby, but a roling mess of lightening and thick syrupy cloud, one moment tentacled and the next furred, pure power condensed. Obi Wan takes it in his arms and it solidifies into another fat baby, small and squalling. 
  • He’s not like the other babies, Luke Skywalker. He’s a funny one. When he smiles, you have the sudden absurd impulse that he’s got too many teeth for his face. His hair is corn-gold, but when you see it out of the corner of your eye you swear that it isn’t hair at all, but fire and teeth. Looking at him too long is like staring into the sun. 
  • The other children are scared of him, Behu says to Owen, once. And Owen says: children always know. And Behu says: he isn’t a bad kid. Owen says: he’s a wonder. And that’s the problem. 
  • Jabba’s goons go to the Lars farm to collect water once. Only once. They return to Jabba’s palace gibbering nonsense, with their eyes burned out. Both mumble something about there’s something wrong with the boy and then jump into the ragnar pit. 
  • Don’t do that again, says Owen, but he hugs his nephew all the same, pulls him close, kisses his temple. He feels something hot-cold run over his spine, like something far larger than the child is trying to embrace him back. That night, Behu runs her fingers over the new white scartissue on her husband’s back, and says, he’s a good kid. Owen says, I know.
  • If I was there I could have saved them, Luke says to Ben Kenobi, years later, and in that moment he has a thousand thousand eyes and all of them are burning, and he has no limbs but a dozen wings bearing him aloft, and each feather is molten gold and each feather drips blood. Ben thinks of Anakin, screws his Force-sensitivity closed. Luke is a monster. A wonder. But first and foremost he is a boy, and he is grieving. 
    • Ben Kenobi holds him while he weeps. 
  • When Leia comes, she turns into a celestial horror with more teeth than Han cares to count. “Huh,” he says, after their first time. She’s so little in his arms, but so vast. He feels something gentle his back. He says, “Next time, I’ll wear a blindfold, princess. Don’t want to blind me, do you? Then I won’t be able to see when you’re doing stupid shit.” She titters, presses her face into the curve of his neck. 
    • Love comes to everyone, including monsters. 
married- h.s imagine

You stared at the guests as they made their way into the church for the ceremony that was starting soon. You looked down at your bracelet and let out a sigh. You turned the bracelet over to look at the engraving To my best friend, I will always love you. -Harry

As you stared at your bracelet, you couldn’t help but to let a tear fall. You angrily wiped it away. You had no one to blame but yourself. You couldn’t feel sorry for yourself because you could’ve prevented all of this. You never told Harry your true feelings for him. You never told Harry how much you meant to him and how you knew in your heart that he was with the wrong girl. Now, here you are at Harry’s wedding.

You glanced at the time on your phone and realized it was almost time for the ceremony to start. You let out a shaky sigh as you made your way back into the church. As you were about to go into the restroom to clean up your tear stained face, you saw Niall looking around the hallway. When his eyes met yours, he visibly let out a sigh of relief. “I’ve been looking for you ,Y/N.” Niall said as he approached you.

Immediately, he noticed how your eyes were red from crying. “Oh Y/N” Niall sighed as he pulled you into a hug. Niall was the only one to know about your feelings for Harry. When Harry and his fiancé, Kimberly, had their engagement party, Niall noticed how you spent most of the party sitting outside. When he went to check up on you and scold you for sitting out in the cold, you were sobbing into your arms. Finally, you opened up to someone and told Niall how it broke your heart that Harry couldn’t see your feelings for him.

You pulled back from the hug slightly, “I’m fine, Niall. What did you need me for?” Niall let out a hum as he scratched the back of his neck, “Harry’s looking for you.” You let out a sigh as you shook your head. You quickly wiped your eyes once more, careful not to ruin your makeup any more than you did, and started making your way to Harry’s room.

You knocked on the door softly and let yourself in when you heard Harry telling you to come in. A smile instantly found its way to your face. Harry gave you a smile as he stared at your reflection in the mirror. He turned around to look at you properly, “What do you think?” You walked up to Harry and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a tight hug, “Oh H. You look so handsome.”

Harry smiled and returned the hug. He then pulled you at arm’s length. You felt your face flush as you noticed Harry’s eyes on you. “You look so beautiful, Y/N.”

You looked down at your light grey dress and smiled. Harry insisted you to be in his wedding somehow. He couldn’t not have his best friend standing at his side. After Kimberly’s dismay, you were one of her bridesmaids.

You cleared his throat as you took a seat on the couch that was in the room. “Niall said you were looking for me.”

Harry nodded and let out a puff of air as he sat down beside you. He ran his hand through his hair as he stared up at the ceiling, “I’m nervous, Y/N.”

You nodded your head as you looked up at the ceiling as well. “Of course you are. It’s your wedding. You should feel nervous.”

Harry shook his head no, “I’m not nervous about the wedding. I’m nervous about the future.” He looked at you before he continued, “What if I’m making the wrong decision by rushing into this?’

You looked down at your bracelet and began running your index finger across it, a habit you picked up whenever you were feeling nervous. “I think…if Kimberly makes you feel loved and if you cherish her as a much as you say you do…that you’re not rushing into this as all.”

Harry wore a soft smile as he listened to your advice and nodded your head. He reached across, interrupting you playing with your bracelet, and held on to your hand. “I can always count on you, Y/N. You’re truly my best friend.”

You could’ve easily told Harry that yes. He was rushing into things. You could’ve told him that he was making a mistake and that you just knew he belonged to you but looking into his eyes…Hearing him talk about his love for Kimberly…you knew you couldn’t. With that thought in your head, your eyes started to brim with tears. Harry tilted his head questionably at you and with a smile on his face, he asked, “Oh Y/N. Are you crying because it’s my wedding day?”

You let out a shaky laugh and nodded your head, “Yes.”

You took your place with the other bridesmaids and waited for Kimberly to come down the aisle. As the music started to play, signaling her arrival, everyone’s eyes were on the blushing bride but your eyes were looking at Harry’s. You noticed as he stared at the love of his life walking up to him, his eyes had tears. The kind of tears you get when you just love someone so much you could feel your heart burst out of your chest. You knew those kind of tears because it was the kind of tears you had whenever you thought about Harry. You looked down at the bouquet of flowers you were holding and felt your eyes water again. Quietly you let out a sniffle.

As the ceremony went on, it was time for Harry to say his vows. He wiped a tear from his eye, making everyone in the room awe. He let out a small chuckle as he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a piece of paper. He looked at the paper and smiled before he looked back into Kimberly’s eyes. “Love. Can you believe we’re here? Can you believe we’re getting married? I know I don’t. To this day, I’m still amazed that I’ve manage to have the privilege of getting to know such an amazing and beautiful girl. I promise to always love you. I promise to let you be right when I know you’re wrong. I promise to never go to bed angry at each other. I promise to be your best friend for the rest of our lives. I promise to never hurt you. I promise to always remain loyal. I promise to be yours.”

Niall leaned up a little from the groomsmen side to have a look at you. He sighed as he saw how you were visibly shaking from sadness. He knew that everything Harry was saying to Kimberly, you wished he was saying to you. He looked at the ground as he softly shook his head, his heart breaking for his friend.

After Kimberly said her vows to Harry and the pastor giving his blessing, the pastor finally said the seven words that were jabs to your heart, “I now pronounce you husband and wife.” When Harry and Kimberly broke off the kiss, the whole room cheered. Everyone rose to their feet as the couple walked down the aisle as husband and wife. As the room started to clear out, everyone anxious to congratulate the newlyweds, you lagged behind. Soon enough you were the last in the church room. You sat down on one of the chairs set up and placed your head into your hands as you let out a quiet sob. Harry was married.

first off i would like to say this is not the best imagine i’ve written lol. ITS 3AM AND I STARTED WRITING THIS LIKE A WEEK AGO AND IM JUST NOW FINISHING IT TONIGHT OK? lol anyways if you guys liked this rubbish piece of writing then i am so glad to hear that! please let me know! if you didn’t, hey, i get it. i didn’t even proofread im so tired lol

you can read part two here

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i’ve hit another hundred followers on my twitter account @getsteREKT so once again im posting another fic rec post!

as always these fics will be of all tropes so be sure to read the warnings and tags of all fics you wish to read to make sure each fic IS for you. x

my personal favourites will be marked with a **


i’ll always choose you (even when i’m drunk) by trilliastra

He looks at his hand curiously, he’s always had a ring? He can’t remember.

“Yeah.” The guy comes back into the bedroom, helps Stiles sit up and drink some water. “It’s your wedding ring.”

“I’m married?” He yells, making the guy flinch. “I’m married!” He looks between his ring and the guy with pretty eyes in front of him. Oh, no. “I’m married.” He repeats, sadly. He doesn’t want to be married!

“Are you – crying?” The guy asks, reaches out to touch Stiles’ face.

“I don’t wanna be married!” He cries out. “I wanna marry you.”

WORDS: 794


RATING: General


BYOP by   dragon_temeraire ***

Stiles helps Derek revive a family tradition.

WORDS: 2003


RATING: Teen and up


Second Chances by  rootbeer ****

“A lot of times the ‘markings’ were common, simple things you said to strangers all the time. ‘Excuse me’; 'thank you’; 'hello’. Some got extremely romantic things like 'it’s you isn’t it? I’ve been waiting for you’ or 'Wow you’re really pretty’. And they were always the first words their soulmate would ever say to them.

Of course, having 'You are the fucking worst kind of person in the world’ tattooed down your side, didn’t bode well. How fucked up was Stiles Stilinski that even his fucking Soulmate hated him? High School had been a special kind of hell when all the kids learned what his tattoo said—despite his best efforts to keep it a secret.”

WORDS: 2624


RATING: General


Oops by Little Spoon (JaydenNara)

Derek was the one that brought Stiles dinner when he knew Stiles had forgotten, and Derek was the one that massaged Stiles’ feet when he was stressed. When they watched a movie, Stiles snuggled up against him, and Stiles trusted Derek enough to fall asleep on his shoulder. When Stiles woke up in the middle of the night screaming, Derek was the one that held until he fell back asleep, and in return, Stiles would help him count his fingers when Derek wasn’t sure if he was awake.

Derek and Stiles were just friends. Oops?

WORDS: 2852


RATING: Teen and Up


Just a Hobby by kaistrex (weishen)

Five times Deputy Derek shelters his partner from the supernatural and the one time he discovers he’s just been making a fool of himself.

WORDS: 3014


RATING: Teen And Up


Soft Derek, Warm Stiles, No One is a Little Ball of Fur by tiedtogetherwithadagger

Stiles is wiping down the counters and humming California Gurls to himself when the bell above the door chimes and Derek walks in. The next notes of the song get stuck in his throat and he freezes. Stiles shouldn’t be surprised, really. The rest of the pack have already been by to visit him, even Jackson. Of course, Boyd was the only person Stiles ended up giving a free drink to, much to their disappointment. So what if he had favorites? How could he not when Boyd was the one to get him ComiCon tickets?

Derek swaggers up to the counter Stiles is stationed behind, because that’s the only way Derek apparently knows how to walk. He’s wearing a maroon knitted sweater today that looks unfairly cozy. Stiles slaps his own hand down from reaching out and touching the fabric because that would be weird. Although slapping yourself might be weirder. Oh well.

WORDS: 3728


RATING: General


So Color Me Green With Disgust (or maybe with envy) by lapsus_calami

Derek’s as straight as a ruler and he’s totally okay with that. He’s also okay with Stiles being as straight as a bendable squiggly straw. Or at least he thought he was. Recent events have him wondering if he’s secretly some sort of homophobe, and it’s seriously starting to affect his and Stiles’ relationship in a bad way.

WORDS: 3828


RATING: Teen and Up


Coaches Cupcake Coffee House by  ChildOfTheRevolution

Danny looked at him as if he were crazy, ‘It means he wants to ride the dick Stiles.’ He said slowly, as if talking to the mentally insane.

‘Ride the dick, my dick?’ Stiles asked weakly.

‘Figuratively speaking of course, Derek looks more like a topper to me. And you, my friend, are a twink of the most twinkiest standards, but I’m not one to judge.’

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ Stiles admitted, finding himself in a weird crouch-like stance that he apparently now adopts when he’s overwhelmed about finding out Derek Hotcakes wants to bone him three ways to Sunday.

WORDS: 4821


RATING: Teen and Up


something’s missing by trilliastra

Sometimes Derek still asks himself why Kate kept the baby. And then he just tries to shake those thoughts away because even imagining Michael not being here, alive, hurts too much.

WORDS: 5032


RATING: Teen and Up


Ghost Blanket and the Wolf by PaintedRecs **

Derek’s badly in need of hugs, Stiles decides shortly before Halloween. His pack is secure and stable, but he still hovers on its edges, as though not quite sure where he belongs. Will the magic of Halloween night, and a cherished Stilinski tradition, be enough to lift that weight off his shoulders?

WORDS: 6434


RATING: Teen and Up

WARNINGS: flufff

***Derek vs. Helen (SERIES) by thedevilyousay

Important OTP question: Which one aggressively argues with the suburban soccer moms at the PTA meeting and flips Helen’s 9x12 pan of betty crocker brownies?

WORDS: 8,730


COMPLETE?: Probably


****Painted Wooden Letters by DiscontentedWinter

All he ever wanted to be was Stiles Stilinski.

WORDS: 10,011


RATINGS: Teen and Up

WARNINGS: Rape/Non-con, Underage, mentions of child abuse.

(Not gonna lie, this fic hit me really hard. Its very brutal and you will cry most likely. PLEASE make sure to read the warnings before reading this fic, if any of the warnings are triggers to you, then please dont read this.)

My Boys by losingmyangelgrace

“Afternoon Sheriff, sir, what can I do you for?” he might as well try for innocence.

Something definitely wasn’t right though. He took a deep breath in through his nose. That scent…it didn’t smell like John Stilinski, if anything else, despite some of the layers being different, scents change as a person gets older and there were some he didn’t recognise, but the core of it? It smelt like-

“Holy shit! Derek Hale!”


Stiles was the Sheriff? Derek did not see that one coming.

(In which Derek returns to Beacon Hills after fourteen years away)

WORDS: 11,354


RATING: Teen and Up


Striking Matches by castielblues & eeyore9990

Stiles has only ever wanted to protect his family and his pack. That’s not easy to do when you’re human and sarcasm is your only defense. Now Deaton is telling Stiles he’s a spark, and if that’s a weapon in his arsenal, he’s sure as hell going to learn to use it.

All Stiles needs now, to complete his transformation into a true badass, is a training montage and a decent soundtrack…

WORDS: 14,923


RATING: Teen and Up

WARNINGS: Graphic Violence

Momentum by  TatsuKitty

“That’s how he knew where Erica and Boyd were.” He growled and stood to pace the length of the apartment. Melissa observed quietly while he processed and silently picked him apart. He was obviously possessive and protective but his facial expressions and motions were harsh, a bit wild, just a touch of the wolf showing in the man. Finding out that Derek was a werewolf had almost made a kind of poetic sense.

“I’d guess. I don’t know what happened with them. I know they died.” She reached out and placed a hand on Derek’s forearm. He went totally still like a rabbit caught in the eyes of a fox and stared at her. “I’m sorry.”

“Wh–¬what ?” he just blinked at her, still totally frozen.

WORDS: 14,934


RATING: Mature

WARNINGS: Underage, mentions of depression

Maggie May by Spikedluv

When Laura Hale died, she left behind a daughter, Maggie. Stiles (and his dad) have been caring for Maggie since the night Laura disappeared. Unbeknownst to Stiles, however, Maggie’s a werewolf, and she’s bonded with Stiles. Which means he feels extra protective when Peter Hale appears on the scene. (He may have also developed a little crush on Maggie’s uncle, the silent and brooding Derek Hale. Who said Stiles’ life was boring?)

WORDS: 24,997



WARNINGS: Underage

Adding You to My Future by NekoIzumi

“So, I’m Stiles.” he smiled warmly once he had put his unannounced patient down on the exam table. “I will poke and prod you a little bit to check for internal injuries, those that I can’t see because they’re inside you, and some of it might hurt but it will pass, I promise. I will tell you everything I’m about to do and why I’m doing it so just stay calm and this will go like a breeze, okay?”

Now, Stiles wasn’t stupid in any way, shape or form, he knew a were when he saw one… although he had obviously never seen a werecat before, and definitely not one as young as this one.

WORDS:  42,252


RATING: Explicit

WARNINGS: Graphic Depictions of Violence

The More That I Know You (the more I want to) by LadySlytherin

When death, in the form of hunters, comes for a family of Kelpies seeking refuge in the Preserve - in Hale territory - the Hale Pack is too late to save them. Before he dies, the male Kelpie presses a precious bundle into Stiles’ arms and begs the Emissary to take responsibility for it, which an initially reluctant Stiles does. When he agreed, Stiles had no idea what the sight of him with a baby would do to his esteemed Alpha, Derek. If he’d known, he might not have been so reluctant to agree.

WORDS: 43,655


RATING: Mature

WARNINGS: canon-typical violence

Pale Horses by Dark_K

Being bitten had never been on his to-do list, but he could deal with that. Helping Derek Hale become a competent Alpha, though, that was so not in his job description.

WORDS: 56,071


RATING: Explicit

WARNINGS: Graphic Violence, Underage, Derek is a lil weird

Play It Again by metisket

In which Stiles goes along with one of Derek’s plans and ends up in an alternate universe as a result. He should’ve known better. He did know better, actually, and that means he has no one to blame but himself.

Laura wants to lure the kid in with food and kindness and make a pet of him, like a feral cat. Derek wants to have him arrested for stalking. They’re at an impasse. (And the rest of the family is staying emphatically out of it in a way that suggests bets have been placed.)

WORDS: 63,206


RATING: Teen and Up

WARNINGS: Graphic Depictions of Violence

It’s a mad, mad world by ElisAttack

“They call him the Feral Wolf.” The man laughs hysterically as Stiles backs away from him, fear coursing through his veins. “Feral Hale. Do you know why? Huh?” The man creeps closer, testing the restraint of his chains, white talcum falling from his skin, swirling in the air like the dust devils plaguing the wasteland. “Because he’s fucking mad.”

Or the one where Stiles is a prisoner looking to return home, but to do so, he may have to rely on a questionable drifter.

WORDS: 73,627


RATING: Explicit

WARNINGS: Graphic Violence

(Sacred) In The Ordinary by  idyll ***

The Pack, after college, graduate school and the starting of careers, comes back to Beacon Hills. Nothing’s gotten less complicated after all this time.

Based on a kink meme prompt that grew legs and got serious.

Note: This is a whole lot of pack!fic with a very slow build Derek/Stiles

WORDS: 78,759


RATING: Explicit

WARNINGS: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Didn’t See That Coming by knittersrevolt

Stiles leaves Beacon Hills in the dust after he catches his husband cheating on him.

He finds his way to New York where he starts working for the Hale House Nursery, accidentally adopts a werewolf baby (through no fault of his own thank-you-very-much), and somehow starts training to be an Exorcist Emissary. So, in general, life was going good.

Then he hears that demons have found their way into his hometown. Can he face his inner demons and go back to save the day?

WORDS: 83,838


RATING: Explicit

WARNINGS: Violence

A Life for a Life, Makes the Whole World Bound by augopher

Stiles was lonely; there was no other way of putting it. The Nogitsune had left the pack a wary of him, not that they thought it had been his fault. No, they worried it would happen again. Once bitten, twice shy.
The morning after his 18th birthday, his torso was covered in mysterious green tattoos. He hadn’t been that drunk. He’d definitely remember that. Great. Something else to make him feel like a freak. Insomnia led him to his mother’s diary and a tale of how she helped an odd man once who gave her the warning, “Be careful of your wishes three.“ Everything clicked into place.
So…he was a djinni. He subtly changed things about himself. More muscle? Done. Better hair? Done and done. End his crippling insecurity? Done, done, done. He hid his new gift until he found himself bound to Derek.
With Deaton’s help, they translated meanings in his tattoos, but they were incomplete. A passage of his 'Rules and Regulations’ was missing. Everything was fine dandy until Stiles’ new powers and penchant for mischief and karmic retribution threatened to destroy him, fracture his mind, and turn him into something which couldn’t be contained.
Could the pack save him in time, and at what price?

WORDS: 90,697


RATING: Mature

WARNINGS: Graphic Depictions of violence

Of Course It’s Fairies by  HelloWhyTheFuckAmIHere

While still suffering from the after effects of the Nogitsune, Stiles and the pack stumble upon and save a trapped fairy. The boy’s parents, not wanting to be in the pack’s debt, offer each member of the pack who assisted in the rescue, the opportunity to bring a loved one back from the dead.

Having been blissfully reunited with several of their once-lost friends and family members, everyone must work together to figure out how to function as a new pack, and how to defeat a new incoming threat.

WORDS: 100,267


RATING: Not Rated


When I’m Gone by MissYuki1990

Stiles is leaving. For good if he has any say in it. He gave everything to them and received nothing in return, so who can blame him for wanting to leave and find his place in the world. Apparently? Everyone and their uncle.

WORDS: 108,584


RATING: Explicit

WARNINGS: Graphic Depictions of Violence

I Know Where Babies Come From, Derek. (series) by  
DiscontentedWinter ***

Stiles finds a baby on the porch.It looks exactly like him.Well, this is awkward.

WORDS: 127,012



RATED: Explicit

Home by TheTypewriterGirl ****

January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death.

The bastard, he thinks bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

WORDS: 167,178


RATING: Teen and Up

WARNINGS: Angst, Character Death

Christine and Chloe eventually convince Michael to tell Jeremy how he feels
Michael decides to do it over text since he doesn’t think he could handle doing it in person

Michael: Hey Jeremy can we talk? 
Jeremy: sure whats up
Michael: This is gonna be hard for me to say but
Jeremy: hey its ok take your time
Michel: I have a huge crush on you and I’ve had it for a few years now.  Sorry.
Jeremy: shit im sorry michael but I dont feel the same im sorry
Michael: Oh right yeah sorry dude didn’t mean to make this awkward haha
Jeremy: you ok
Michael: I’m sure I’ll be fine 

Michael’s crying at this point 
Both Chloe and Christine had convinced him to tell Jeremy because they thought he felt the same
But obviously, they were wrong
Of course they were
Why would anyone like Michael
He was annoying
A loser 
A stoner
And to top it all off now he didn’t even have a best friend 

When Michael tells her, Chloe is all ready to fight Jeremy but Michael tells her to let it go
Over time the group splits
With Michael, Brooke, Chloe, Jenna and Christine in one grou[
And Jeremy, Rich and Jake in the other
Over time the two sides of the group lose most contact
Though Chloe and Jake still talk from time to time 

In his second year of college, Jeremy works out that he is definitely bi after a few nights at a club 
In his last year of college, Jeremy realises that he was actually in love with Michael 
But it’s too late to do anything about that 

Chloe invites both sides of the group to her and Brooke’s wedding  
Everyone shows
Except Jeremy
Michael tries not to let it get to him
But it does
He’s just so angry that Jeremy allowed all of this to become so awkward between them
They were meant to be a team
Player 1 and Player 2
Who cares if it’s platonic or romantic?
He just wants his best friend back

Rich and Jake’s wedding? No Jeremy 

When Brooke has her first kid? No Jeremy 

When Jenna gets promoted to head of her newspaper? No Jeremy 

When Michael is half asleep on his sofa with a glass of wine in his hand after looking after Christine Lohst all day? Of course that’s when he shows up 

Ugh they’re gonna start to shout soon
Oh hell yeah I’ll open it soon
It sucks Chlo left me here alone
Here in this toddler’s battle zone
I feel a headache coming up
Is Chloe ever giving up?
Splash splash splash splash
Throw some water in my face
Now I’m in a better place I open up the door and - 

“Wait why are you surprised? This is my house”
“Christine said it was he- oh shit”
“Christine said what?”
“You’re a terrible liar Jeremy”
“But she didn’t say ANYTHING”
Michael raises an eyebrow
“Ok fine well she may have told me that this was her new apartment and so I was stopping in to visit her like I usually do”
“…you usually visit Christine?”
“So are you two…”
“NO NO NO she’s not my type”
“Why are you still here Jeremy? Christine’s not here.  Unless you wanted lil Christine in which case she’s sleeping in the guest room”
“Right yeah sorry.  I’m bothering you aren’-”
“You’re no-”
“I’ll jus-”
“You don’t ha-”
“Uh what?”
“Would you like to come in for a drink?”
“Oh I…”
“You don’t have to Jeremy, it was just an idea”
“No it’s ok I’ll come in”

Michael finds another wine glass
“Red ok?”
“Red’s perfect thanks”

“So Jeremy how’s everything? What are you doing now?" 
“Oh I’m a games developer”
“You don’t look particularly excited about that? That was like your dream job”
“Oh well normally people get really bored when I talk about work”
“Jeremy you’re talking to the guy who was tempted to play apocalypse of the damned with his adopted niece this morning”
Jeremy looks at up that
“Apocalypse of the damned huh? We never did finish it did we?”
“Never too late to continue”
Both of them look at each other and then there’s a quick scramble to the living room

“I don’t know how well it’s gonna work cos I obviously haven’t played it in years" 
“Dude the console doesn’t have a speck of dust don’t lie to me you probably played this yesterday”
“Shut up Mr Games Developer”
The loading screen comes up and it’s just like high school again
Just the two of them
Michael presses start an-
Lil Christine comes in
“Uh hey Chrissie”
“Uncle Michael why didn’t you tell me Uncle Jeremy was gonna be here”
“I didn’t know myself”
“Mom’s gonna be so happy”
Both men look at each other
Michael speaks first
“Uh why?”
“Because mom is always talking about how you two should have been together and now you are!”

Jeremy and Michael both go bright red and neither of them speaks
Michael manages to get some words out  
“Nah Chrissie it’s fine.  Why don’t you back to bed and I’ll come in and see you in a moment”
“But I want to talk to Unc-”
“Christine Lohst - bed now”

"I’m sorry about her”
“She’s not the one who’s apparently been telling her three year old that we should be together”
“Chloe has very strong feelings about what happened in high school”
“So do I”
Michael stares at him, saying nothing
 "I shouldn’t have let your feelings get in the way of our friendship and I’m so sorry that I did.  It was stupid and I hate myself for it"
“Wait shit no don’t say that.  I’m just as much to blame as you are.  It’s not like I really tried to keep our friendship together.  I thought it’d be easier to just let it fall apart.”
“So we’re both sorry and stupid and wish we could be friends again?”
“Then I’m glad to be your new old friend Michael Mell”
“And I’m glad to be yours Jeremy Heere”
“I should probably tell you something though”
“In my last year of college I worked something out - I was an idiot in high school.”
“We already said this”
“For another reason.  I was an idiot because I didn’t realise I was head over heels for you" 
“I’m sorry Michael.  It took me so long to figure it out and I just rejected you in high school even though I felt the same”
“What about now?”
“Do you feel the same now?”
Jeremy takes in Michael
His scruffy hair, his glasses that need to be pushed up, the oversized hoodie he still hasn’t gotten rid of and looks into his eyes
“Well, what about you Michael? Do you still like me?”
Michael doesn’t even hesitate

If the Batboys had a Hispanic S/O:

Requested: Yes (To my fellow Latin Batboys fans :3) 



-Thought it was okay flirt by calling you “Mami” (YOU PUNCHED HIM IN THE FACE) 

-from that point on he threw the “fiery Latin woman” stereotypes out the fucking window  

-he’d give you little nicknames in Romani expecting you to call him something romantic in Spanish 

-after the third month he realized “burro pendejo” didn’t mean “handsome sex god” like you told him it did 

-he’d always try to pick up on certain things you say 

-(especially songs tbh) 

-Every time you sing in the shower he’d just barge through the door and sing along to the only part he knows 

-(ex. *you singing in the shower*: “Cada vez, cada vez que lo veo pasar- *Dick barging into the bathroom*: “BIDI BIDI BOM BOM”)  

-it wasn’t even the right part for the chorus but hey he’s trying  


-can go from “Corazon” to “Cabron” real quick lemme tell you 

-ALWAYS making fun of your slip ups when talking (Its okay he has a numb spot on the back of his head because of it) 

-has tendencies to mock your accent that you try to hide whenever you’re angry at him 

-but when you get sad or embarressed about it he just holds you and tells you how muchs he loves it 


-and of course you’re pretty flattered because Jason cooks Caucasian cuisine pretty fucking good so him loving on your food sent your ego skyrocketing 

- “Hey babe can you make that yellow rice and beans dish for dinner tonight?” “Arroz con Habichuelas? Again? But you promised you’d make me pasta” 

- *Jason walking over to the stove to make the pasta* *Searches the drawers for the posts/ pans* *Opens the oven finding every pot and pan in the apartment in the oven* “Y/N WHAT THE FUCK.” 

-watches “La Rosa de Guadalupe” with you once and mocks it the entire time 

-you catch him a week later watching it on your laptop crying (U AINT SLICKK BOIIIIII) 


-HE NOW REFUSES TO DRINK COFFEE THAT WASN’T MADE BY YOU (Srsly the only exception is Alfred’s coffee and that’s only if he’s desperate) 

-used to drink his watered down white person coffee black, but hooo hooo ever since he tried your coffee he’s been hooked (Cafe con leche got him SHOOK) 

-whenever you upload a file for him or get him coffee or pretty much do anything for him he tries to say “gracias” in his white boy accent and it cracks you up tbh 

-oh god when he met your family the first thing they made fun of was how pale he was *that’s how you knew he was welcomed tbh -he’s officially family when insults get slung around*

-your abuelita was a huge fan (gave him her number and everything -even hooked him up with some of the caramel cremes in her purse) 

-tbh you’re the only one that gets him to sleep (Bruce sometimes calls when Tim is being too extra)  

-because Bruce and everyone else knows you’re the only one who can get Tim out of working 


-he’s so eager to just learn everything he can about your culture  

-he made it his mission to learn Spanish fluently (so of course you decided to take up Arabic to keep it even) 

-Constantly asked Bruce what certain Spanish words meant (Bruce would only smirk when answering) 


-of course you had nicknames for each other (For him it was Dami, Amor, corazon/ for you it was (y/n/n), habibti, ‘amira) 

-he loved just hearing you speak the same way you loved hearing him speak 

-you shared your cultures with each other -music, food, language, its just so beautiful <3 

-since you both spoke each other’s native language you’d have mixed language conversations that would just confuse the fuck outta everyone 

-some of your pets have Arabic names while others have Hispanic names (btw, you agreed to have that same plan when naming your future children) 

-you guys make such a beautiful couple tbh, accepting each other’s cultural differences and growing together in harmony *BEAUTIFUL*   

@kryptolipsx  @ana-paula-180

baby daddy! taehyung

Originally posted by lacuna-matata

  •  okay so like i was gonna work on my prince!taehyung oneshot but i kept thinking about tae being a dad and i just got so emo and here are my ramblings
  • let me just start off saying that tae would be like the best husband in the entire world like he’d love and care for you with his entire being 
  • he’d spoon hug you at night time and hold your hand  and whisper how much he loves you in that deep voice by your ear until u fall into a deep sleep while being caressed in his arms 
  • hes like that kind of guy who would just love to wake you up in the moring tho 
  • and your like 
  • tae
  • no 
  • its like 7:30 wyd 
  • and he’s just like the sunshine himself like he shines so bright in the morning and literally he wants to get up early bc he wants to cherish every moment of you being beside him 
  • jfdklsfjlksdfjls and like!!!!! you’d complain bc like…..ur not the moring type yah know sleep is gr8 and he’d ultimately win bc he has this puppy face and would take ur hands and play with them and swing them to wake you up 
  • he’s basically a grown child 
  • okAY and so like why do i not see him being the type to romanticize the whole doing the ‘boom-boom’ 
  • i feel like he’d be the type to just like rush into it like ‘bAbE I WANT kIDS liKE ASAP’ 
  • but then again he wouldn’t rush you or pressure you or anything he’d wait for you 
  • and like one night you did it ok you did the boom-boom alright and like it was great obvs 
  • ill let u be dirty by yourselves im not going to go into that rn this is a fluff post 
  • quench ur thirst elsewhere 
  • anywhoo a few weeks pass and like you are getting that morning sickness yeah? I mean i never been preggers but im going off basic knowledge?? 
  • so okay like you wake up in the middle of the night like 3 in the morning and like tae wakes up of course and you are like in the bathroom spilling your guts out and at first ur like super confused and tae is worried as hell
  • but then his eyes just light up out of no where and ur like ??? 
  • “ARE YOU PREGNANT”??? like the question just busts out of him like a popped balloon ok he’s like half excited and half anxious and worried for you and he starts pacing the bathroom 
  • and ur like babe??? calm down idk if im pregnant ok i might just be sick?? 
  • and he looks at you and gets on his knees alright and looks you in the eyes and he just like “im going to walmart” and ur like 
  • wAIT 
  • that boy is already out the door with his pajamas still on ok like he gives zero fucks like he needs to know noW 
  • he slams that pregnancy test on the conveyor belt and he’s legit jumping up and down bc he wants to get back to his wiFE 
  • and the cashier lady is tired asf and like “whats dis mofo doing here kjdsklgjls” and then she smiles and says “good luck~” 
  • sO tae gets back home ok and he hands u the thing and ur like alright alrigHT 
  • and that boy will not leave ur side ok u better know it and ur like tae??? ummmmm can i please pee on this thing in peace thx 
  • and hes like oh shit sorry 
  • so u pee on the stick and guess whattttt 
  • ur preggers 
  • u kinda just exit the bathroom with a sly smile on your face
  • and tae has bulging eyes waiting for a response 
  • “im pregnant” 
  • you better bet your sweet little ass he’s gonna be all over you he’s gonna be swinging u around and kissing your face and crying 
  • and seeing him crying makes u cry and next thing you know the next morning your letting the fam know
  • everyone is just like congrats!!!!!
  • and now comes the nine months where tae is legit your body gaurd like he is so protective 
  • he was protective to begin with but now its like he took some super dad power pills and he is always attached to u like everywhere you look tae is there like a leech attached to your back 
  • hed be feeding you breakfast every morning and go throughout your day eating healthy meals 
  • gotta make sure that baby is nourished!!!!!!
  • im crying ok omg breAK 
  • back ok liSTEN 
  • you would get that baby bump and he’d rub your belly all the time and he’d jump out of his skin when the baby moves or kicks and he’s just “!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” 
  • and your lauging and he wants to cry again bc he is so in awe like ?? thats his baby moving around in there 
  • and he’d want to sing to the baby all the time like 
  • youd be lying in bed and hed start singing little nursery rhymes and your heart just swells and the baby can detect that sort of thing??? and it starts to move around around and you tell tae that the baby likes his singing and that makes him do it even more often
  • also not to mention being pregnant is effing painful so he’d always be there to rub your aching back and give you butterfly kisses all the time to ease your pain
  • okay and then you go and u find out the sex of your baby and like you think its gonna be a boy but tae thinks its gonna be a girl idk why i just feel like tae would want a girl 
  • so u go and you find out that it’s a girl!!!!!!!!! and tae won’t leave u alone abt how he was right 
  • and u decide on a name and no doubt its cute ofc 
  • okay so your whole pregnancy goes like this and so then 
  • ur water breaks 
  • oh shit amiright 
  • tae freaks the fuck out but like not as much as you were 
  • like your in pain and hoLY FuCK they baby iS coMING nOW 
  • and yout screaming and tae is trying to be calm but he’s runnning around and trying to get you into the car and he’s freaking out while driving like 
  • he’s like speeding down the highway to get to the hospital ok 
  • this boy has got zero chill 
  • he half carries you into the hospital and everything happens to fast
  • hes sitting beside you holding your hand tight as your screaming your lungs out giving birth 
  • and tae is half-way feeling guilty that you’re going through this pain 
  • but fAST foRWARD and your healthy baby girl is born!!!! 
  • and like at first tae was about to bounce on the doctors like he wants his kid now but they had to go clean her up 
  • and when they finish tae holds her little body in his arms and he’s crying 
  • “look at her” 
  • “she’s so beautiful” 
  • “it’s my baby” 
  • he looks at you then with tears gleaming in his eyes 
  • and he brings her over to you and your holding her and you can’t believe you did it 
  • as ur baby girl grows up like tae is such a protective father 
  • he’d proababy want to cry if she ever got hurt 
  • and you notice that as she grew that she had tae’s sparking eyes and gleaming box smile that you always adored you 
  • she had your cute nose 
  • and face shape 
  • Tae would try so hard to make her look so cute like braid her hair and pick out cute clothes and you’d just smile and let him be 
  • him being happy with your child was enough to make your insides melt 
  • he’d be that dad who’d volunteer to change the diapers and get up in the morning and your just like babe!!! i got it its fine!!!! im ok i can do it!!!! 
  • and after seeing you go through that pain for 9 months he wants to repay you back and in turn he also gets to spend time with his kid and he is happy doing it 
  • youd both play with that baby all the time and be all over the floor with that baby ok and the squeal of joy that erupts from that childs mouth is what fuels tae and you to keep living in this beautiful world
  • when it comes time for her to go to school hed be so scared like hes letting his baby girl go off alone??? nO 
  • and ur like tae its alright babe its ok its good for her and he gets that but still??? 
  • also your daughter would have that same laugh that tae does and every time she does it your stomach gets butterflies 
  • and whenever she cried tae would be like the first one at the scene 
  • and whenever she had her temper tantrums he’d be the one to baby her 
  • and your like tae we cant do that we gotta have disipline 
  • and hes not having it
  • that baby is gonna be so spoiled rotten omg 
  • lord help us all 
  • but the thing is that baby will have the best parents in the entire universe like nothing can change that fact at all 
  • that baby is gonna grow up living a happiness filled life ok 
  • i really hope ya’ll enjoyed it!!!!

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After the tea was made, and Sherlock’s singing turned to humming, John was sat on the sofa with a dozing baby in his arms thinking about Sherlock. Sherlock was in the kitchen trying his hand at making spaghetti. He told John that cooking is chemistry if you think about it, and he is a graduate chemist. John wanted to tell him that there was more to it, but was too distracted to say anything.

He hadn’t said much to Sherlock after their kiss actually. Was it even a kiss? It was more like a peck on the cheeks, he was caught in the heat of the moment, Sherlock kissed him first. He loved it, he wanted to kiss him again, every time he looked at him, his eyes would linger to those pink lips. They felt like cushions compared to his own. After the kiss, John just felt so warm inside, like a fire has been ignited in his heart. Rosie hiccupped, interrupting his thoughts. He looked down and saw that she could barely keep her eyes open and had half a mind to place her in her crib.


Sherlock was staring at him from the kitchen with a frown. “I’ve been calling your name for ages.”

John shrugged. “Sorry, I was miles away.”


He watched Sherlock rummage through the cabinets until he found the plates. The sound of Sherlock fixing their plates faded as his mind drifted again. Look at him, he’s so perfect. The way he interacted with Rosie, how he fussed about the kitchen trying to cook a meal for the two of them. The domesticity that they shared in 221B flooded his mind in droves. How could he ever think to remove himself of such bliss? Sherlock walked over to him and opened his mouth to speak before his eyes rested on the now sleeping baby in John’s lap.

“Ah, it appears little Rosie was worn down by our playing. She’s making excellent progress with her…”

John’s eyes honed on those lips yet again. The way they enunciated every syllable of his words, the expressiveness of them. John licked his own in the hopes that he would always remember the taste of them. He wished that he didn’t end it so quickly, he wished that he had more courage, he was a soldier dammit! He’s treated the worst wounds, survived an almost fatal gun wound and yet he couldn’t tell his best friend and flatmate that he loved him. He shook his head when he saw Sherlock’s concerned expression.

“John, were you listening to me?”

“Um, yeah, yeah, of course I was. Dinner’s ready?”

Sherlock’s bottom lip quivered a bit and it made John sad to see. Sherlock held his arms out for the baby and said, “I can put her to bed. You can go to the table.”

John nodded absentmindedly and carefully handed her over to Sherlock who walked lightly to her room. John seated himself at the table and stared at the plate that was already prepared for him. He smiled softly at how clean the plate was beside the food directly in the center. John didn’t care much for presentation but of course his posh boy did. He looked over at Sherlock’s plate and saw that it wasn’t nearly as tended to as his own. He loved that man. Sherlock appeared in the dining room and took his seat. His eyes were fixed on John with an eager smile on his face.

“Do you like it?”

“Like what?”

John cursed himself at the way Sherlock deflated. What was he doing wrong? What was making him unhappy when he was so cheerful a few hours ago? Sherlock sighed and looked down at his plate, twirling his spaghetti on his fork and eating it with a mournful look. John did the same and when he swallowed, he looked up and saw Sherlock with his puppy face. John smiled and said, “This is good, Sherlock!”

“Is it really?”

John dabbed his face with the napkin and nodded. “Of course it is. You know I appreciate my pasta.”

The joke fell flat and they continued to eat their dinner in silence. Sherlock finished before John, the man never took the time to enjoy food like John did. He folded his hands on the table and waited for his tablemate to finish his food. When John took his last bite Sherlock got up and collected both of their plates and walked to the sink without a word. John fidgeted in his chair and watched Sherlock wash their plates. Was he mad at John? Was he tired of living with him? It agitated him to see Sherlock in such pain. John closed his eyes and inhaled. He had to ask him.

“Sherlock, are you alright?”

Sherlock stopped scrubbing and looked up at him with sad, glassy eyes. He just stared at John for a while before he muttered, “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?”

Sherlock looked reluctant to continue. John didn’t want to force the answer out of him, but he didn’t want Sherlock to think he had to suffer in silence. John sighed and said, “Fine, we’ll do things your way. Whenever you want to talk, I’m here, okay?”

Sherlock nodded petulantly.

“I know you are, John.”

John smirked and began to help collect the silverware and soiled napkins, since Sherlock ran off with their plates in a haste. It seemed like an eternity between them. Sherlock took the pots and began washing them, and John walked around him, storing the leftovers of the food, placing the silverware in the sink, and binning the used napkins. He rested his back against the counter next to Sherlock, and crossed his arms. Sherlock scrubbed furiously at the clean plate. John placed a hand on Sherlock’s back.

“I can help dry the plates if you would like.”

Wordlessly, Sherlock handed him a plate and John chuckled as he grabbed the rag to dry it. They stood together, focused on their chores. Sherlock broke the silence by whispering, “I shouldn’t have kissed you.”

John nearly dropped the plate he was holding. “What?”

“Earlier today, when I kissed you, it was unwarranted and selfish of me.”

John dropped the rag and turned to face him. Sherlock stopped his scrubbing again, his hands submerged in the water as he stood straight and stared at nothing.

“You clearly seem uncomfortable with me now. You tune me out, you reply in short sentences, and what’s worse…you seem bored.”

“Bored?” John was trying to keep his tone level. Sherlock thought he was bored of him? Uninterested? He surely was a madman.

“Now’s not the time to act daft, John. Contrary to popular belief, I know when I’ve overstayed my welcome. Say the word and I’ll pack my things and leave.”

John heard enough of Sherlock’s self-deprecation. He was an idiot, a complete idiot for letting this man think that he of all people became boring and unloved. “Sherlock.”

Sherlock’s chest started to heave as he began his rant and John saw the glistening of tears in his eyes as he poured his heart out to him. “I should be used to this feeling by now, of rejection. I’ve been rejected so…so many times, John. It hurt, it always hurt but I never thought that you would end being one of the people that reject…”

John grabbed Sherlock’s face and brought him into a crushing kiss. He sighed loudly at finally being able to kiss him again, to be able to show his utter love and devotion to the man by something as simple yet passionate as this. Sherlock closed his eyes, and John could taste the saltiness of Sherlock’s tears as they ran down his face and into their mouths. His chest heaved against John’s and he placed his hands on John’s waist to steady himself from the surprise. John pulled away from him, out of breath but never looking away from Sherlock’s gorgeous eyes.

“Listen to me, I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry that I made you feel like this, like you were alone, that you were anything less than the extraordinary man that I know you are. You are the biggest git to think that I would ever even for one moment lose interest in you. I love you okay? I love you, I love you…” John trailed off and muttered, “I love you” after each kiss he pressed to Sherlock’s wet lips, his salty cheeks, and his forehead.

“You’re so clever, and beautiful, Sherlock I’m utterly besotted, okay? You’re brilliant, and kind, and…Sherlock I don’t think there’s any word in the English language that will ever tell you how dear you are to me.”

Sherlock let out a sob, but he was smiling, he was happy and he was loved and that’s all John could ask for. His face was red and his eyes puffy and swollen from his crying but it was no longer out of pain.

“I only want to hear you say three words, John.” John nearly wept himself at how small and shaky Sherlock’s voice was. He was beautiful when he cried.

“Yes, of course. I love you.”

“No, no.” Sherlock chuckled softly and shook his head as he wiped away the tears. John looked confused at what he wanted. Sherlock took John’s hands off his face and pressed a small, wet kiss to his knuckles.

“I’m a git.”

They both laughed a little louder, and John kissed him again.


Okay so I think, what I want the rest of this to be is just them getting into the habit of learning to be in a relationship with each other and getting used to each other again. 

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pumpkin eater - tom holland imagine

Originally posted by peterbparkerr

cos my writing is shit ha x but thank you lovely! I swear to god if tom or has ever find one of my writings and publicly announce it to the world I will cry of fear and joy. I also have a very big obsession with the song ‘pink + white’ by frank ocean. chuck it a listen. ps I didnt feel comfy with writing about cheating because its something close to my <3 so I kinda put a lil baby twist to it, hope thats okay. AGAIN I USED A LIL BABY BIT OF DRAMA TERMINOLOGY IM SORRY FOR BEING A DRAMA NERD FUCK. this is actual shit I’m so sorry 

requested; yuppp

pairing; tom holland x reader

word count; 933 words

warnings; possible swearing, mentions of stitches and blood yuck

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hey just another miraculous AU

I went all out I wrote like the entire plot of the movie
Has a tangled AU been done??? Probably ??? Who cares ???
Okay so
-“this is the story of how I died… OH DONT WORRY ITS A FUN STORY HAHA!! and it starts with a magic, golden flower”
-Queen Momma Agreste gets hella sick and she’s gotta have this baby right, so King Gabriel sends for the ‘mythical’ golden flower
-surprise surprise they find the flower, which completely enrages a forest wizard named Hawkmoth who has been using it for its intense power and the immortality it grants
-Queen Momma Agreste drinks the flower tea and boom we have a baby prince, Adrien, with a full head of blonde locks and he’s just cute and all is good
-of course Hawkmoth wants to join the fun so he kidnaps Adrien for the powers his hair possesses
-so Hawkmoth and Adrien are living up in this tower in the woods now and Adrien learns to recite this poem to use his power (the song basically but spoken)
-King Gabe and Queen Momma Agreste light off these little butterfly lanterns on his birthday and there’s just a swarm of glowing butterflies on his birthday and he knows its for him
-also important Adrien befriends a little chameleon that he names Plagg ;)
-So fast forward like nearly 17-ish years and cut to scene with Marinette, Chloé and Sabrina all pulling off a sick heist to steal the Crown of the Black Cat, which is basically Adrien’s crown he was supposed to get on his coronation day
-(So if you haven’t caught it yet, Adrien is Rapunzel and Marinette is Flynn Ryder)
-So basically Marinette’s nom de plume is Ladybug, its what she goes by on all her heists and what she’s wanted as
-So anyway Her and Chlo and Sab all break into the castle and snatch the crown, they get chased by the guards, including the best guard Alya, and the best horse Tikki
-Cue a joke by Mari with her wanted poster about how they “ just can’t get my ____ right” each time it’s a different thing
-after this, ur girl Ladybug totally is selfish at this point in the story and takes the crown and leaves Chloé and Sabrina for the guards
-Alya gets thrown off of Tikki but Tikki still chases after Marinette. Until Marinette finds a hidden lil cave, that’s more like a lil rock hallway that leads to a meadow with a fairly nice tower
-So what should Marinette do?? Climb the tower of course!
-Don’t worry Adrien doesn’t hit her with a frying pan, she literally eats shit when she walks in and knocks herself out. Clumsy Girl y’know.
-Adrien is just like ???? Wt F wHo thE heCk just smacked their face on my floo- ITS A FEMALE WHAT PLAGG HELP WHAT DO I DO IVE NEVER SEEN A REAL LIVE GIRL ONLY IN THOSE BOOKS
-Plagg is very obviously annoyed and is like “boi put her somewhere and show hawkmoth you can handle yourself (even though she knocked herself out)”
-Adrien kinda catches on so he literally just pulls her to a closet and puts her in
-her bag falls open as he’s moving her to an upright position and the black crystals of the crown catch his attention
-basically an “ooh shiny!” moment,,And he takes it and looks in the mirror and tries to figure out what it is
-he puts it on his arm and looks through it and then puts it on his head
-and he’s like “woah I look like those princes from my book” “haha as if”
-anyway so hawkmoth comes home from wherever the hell he went, town or whatever idk, and Adrien is like !! FATHER LOOK WHAT I DID!!
-Hawkmoth does not care literally at all he’s like “Adrien please recite your poem for me it calms me” and Adrien rushes through it and HM is just like ??? bOI
-Adrien tries to show him our girl Lady Luck
-Hawkmoth will have None of That
-“You can’t handle yourself, the world is dangerous”
-He literally doesn’t listen to Adrien’s pleas to leave the tower at all either
-“you are NOT like anyone else! You are my son!” (u thought)
-so what does Adrien do?? Plan an escape plan, and sends HM on a mission that will take like 3 days or smth
-Adrien has long hair btw I forgot to mention just not nearly as long as rapunzel’s was
-His is more like maybe brushing the floor
-and hawk moth climbs a rope ladder or smth to get in there’s plot holes leave me be
-ANYwaY after hawkmoth leaves, he tapes Mari to a chair or ties her or something
-and Plagg wakes her up by sticking Camembert in her mouth
-and she’s like !!! WHAt the HEck Ew
-after she wakes up Adrien is like “what you want why you here please don’t kill me”
-When he steps into the light and she sees him she’s literally rendered speechless like she can’t form words bc he is actually so beautiful
-“h-hi-I mean hello- I mean-uh-why are you in this-uh-tower, who are you???”
-Adrien doesn’t trust her at all bc the wanted poster in her bag and the crown literally screams criminal
-he’s desperate though so he’s like “alright listen up, whoever you are, something brought you to me. Call it fate, destiny-” “A horse” “Im not finished… you were brought to me today for a reason, and that’s to help me. You’re going to be my guide”
-Marinette is like “awh man I wish I could but see I have to get this cro-OH NO, WHERE IS MY BAG?”
-Adrien holds it up like ;) and she’s just so done
-“If you take me to see the lights tomorrow, I will return it to you, if you refuse, I’ll turn you in.”
-“wait the stupid butterfly lanterns they light off for the lost prince?”
-Adrien is totally in awe that they’re not some weird star thing, they’re butterflies
-she shakes her head and knows she can’t really refuse so she plans it out in her head on how she can cheat the system
-Adrien’s already covered that in his head though she can’t get away with anytHing
-(except maybe making him fall in love with her ;))))
-So she agrees and she’s like “The names Ladybug”
-he’s kinda like ¿ strange name but Okay!! “My name is Adrien!”
-ANYWAy they leave the tower and Adrien is like 👀👀 this is no bueno I should not be doing this but omg I’ve never felt so FREE!!!
-he has a blast omg that boy goes running through the woods and he’s laughing and he’s like “FATHER WOULD BE SO ANGRY BUT I DONT CARE”
-meanwhile hawkmoth sees Tikki in the woods and has an “oh SHIT Adrien” moment
-Runs back home, there’s nothing and no one there, aside from Mari’s wanted poster that fell out of the bag
-meanwhile with the Lovebirds™
-He and Mari end up at this pub with some Angry men, including the bar owner Nino, and Adrien ends up singing about his dreams and everyone has fun
-the scene that stemmed this idea happens with Mari singing about how her dream involves her being rich on an island
-and surprise surprise Hawkmoth finds them but so do the guards and they escape through a tunnel under the pub that Nino shows them, and it leads out into the dry side of a dam
-Intense Battle Scene™
-Mari is a badass but then Adrien totally comes out of nowhere like “I came here to attack and I’m honestly having a good time”
-They get trapped in a cave that’s filling with water post battle bc they broke shit
-they’re literally lowkey going to die and Adrien is like “I’m so sorry I got you into this mess. We’re going to die here and I’m so sorry Ladybug”
-and she just softly says “Marinette”
-Adrien is like “????? what”
-and Marinette starts crying and she’s like
-“my name isn’t Ladybug if you couldn’t tell. It’s Marinette. I called myself Ladybug because I always wanted to be like a superhero. I never was one though. All I am is an orphan with a permanent record.”
-and here we have Adrien “Actual Adoration” Agreste because if we wasn’t in love with her before, he is most certainly in love with her now
-and then he remembers!!
-so he’s like “marinette please go with the flow” and he recites the poem in his head and his hair just illuminates
-she’s like “WHAT THE FUCJTN”
-but she’s not ready for death so they dig rocks out and they end up dropping into a river
-they come up on the bank gasping like “oh fuck dude”
-“his hair glows? His hair glows! Plagg why does his hair glow???”
-“Marinette?” “this is surreal. I’m dead we died” “Marinette” “what the hell is going on” “MARINETTE!” “What!”
-he’s standing there dripping water and extending his hand to her
-and she’s like “oh no” because he looks so hot standing there dripping water and she maybe has the tiniest crush on him
-oh who am I kidding the sun rays behind him and his radiant smile sends her head over heels into complete love for this ray of light
-so he pulls Marinette out of the river and they go find a lil clearing and they make a campfire
-and Adrien looks at Marinette and frowns
-and she’s like “What what what’s wrong is something wrong with me??”
-and he just laughs a bit, “no no you just have a cut on your knee”
-she looks down at her knee and winces at the long, deep cut and just shrugs it off because it’ll heal eventually
-Adrien trusts Marinette to the point now that he can show her the reason he’s hidden away
-“don’t freak out okay”
-he holds a lock of hair in his hands and presses it to her cut and recites the poem
-and Marinette is like ¿ wth boI
-and once he’s done he just grins and he’s like “good as new”
-Mari is confused as hell and when he moves his hand away and the cuts not there she literally opens her mouth to shriek
-and Adrien is like “PLEASE DONT FREAK OUT IM SORRY”
-and she’s like “hahahaha why would I freak out I’m just curious whydoesyourhairglowandwhydoesithavemagicalhealingpowershowlonghasitdonethat?”
-and Adrien is sheepishly just like “forever I guess,,, that’s why I was hidden away, because people want my hair for its power.”
-He moves some hair to the side to show a pale blonde lock of hair cut off at the nape of his neck and explains that if it’s cut it turns pale and loses its power
-Marinette is like really shook but she pushes it down and suggests they sleep so they can be ready for the butterfly lights tomorrow
-cut to scene of Hawkmoth pissed as hell in the woods as he fades into the shadows
-he’s now talking to Chloé and Sabrina and making a Plan
-so next day Adrien wakes up to Marinette screaming and is very confused to see her literally trying to fight a horse
-like she literally almost has Tikki in a headlock and Tikki has a hoof pushing on her shoulder and shit
-Adrien has never been more confused but he goes and breaks it up and he’s like “hey there girly what’s your name” and he looks at her name thing and he’s like “Tikki!! That’s a nice name!”
-And Tikki whines or something and Mari chuckles or something and Tikki is back at it with trying to capture her
-But Adrien hits her with these kitten eyes and is like “I realllyyyyyyy need her to take me to the kingdom so I can see the butterflies, please let me have that, then you can fight her until you can’t stand!”
-Marinette is so very thankful for that one
-so they head to the Kingdom, now with Tikki coming along with them
-They’re having a blast and when they get to the kingdom they have all sorts of fun
-Adrien shows Marinette some of the books he has at home and she shows him the books that inspired Ladybug
-they get food from the market
-and Adrien keeps seeing images of this baby boy with bright green eyes and golden locks and theres something familiar about everything
-and then, oh boy and then, someone starts playing music and Adrien is like !! “mari come dance with me”
-and she’s like “nah I’m okay you go”
-and he starts dancing and soon a ton of people have joined in and Adrien comes around the circle and grabs Marinette
-and they dance around with people and they’re desperately hoping it works out so they can dance together
-surprise!!! They do but they join hands as the song ends and they’re like “awh damn”
-so after that ends Marinette and Adrien are both blushing and she points out that it’s almost sundown and they have somewhere to go
-they go out into the middle of the lake in a lil boat and Adrien is so so so excited and so is Mari bc Adrien is so happy
-the sun goes down and Adrien looks at Marinette completely giddy like !! :DD
-and she just smiles so wide back at him because holy fuck she’s never felt so in love in her whole life
-Adrien is flicking the surface of the water and watching the waves when he sees the first light
-suddenly literally thousands of butterfly lanterns are floating all around them and Adrien is just in complete awe
-Marinette clears her throat and he turns to look at her and she has two lanterns in her hand
-and Adrien smiles and turn behind him and grabs the bag with the crown and he’s like “I should’ve given this to you sooner, but I was scared… I’m not scared anymore. You know what I mean?”
-and she just pushes it down, “I’m starting to”
-And they’re literally a centimeter away from locking lips when Marinette can see Chloé on the beach
-and she decides right then to give Chloé the crown and go wherever with Adrien
-Adrien of course thinks at first that she’s betraying his trust but doesn’t believe that because he loves her okay?
-Cue Adrien getting worried and going to look for her
-Hawkmoth fighting Chloé or something and she passes out and he sees Adrien
-and he’s like “I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD IM SO HAPPY YOU’RE OKAY” (he says as he takes handfuls of his hair)
-Adrien is like “yea okay but Marinette”
-And hawkmoth, fricken rat, points to the boat heading toward the kingdom
-and he’s like “I think she’s got something better to do”
-Adrien is broke af how could this happen how could they love each other so much and just have her break the trust so easily
-he’s just kinda done with it so he’s accepted it and goes back to the tower with HM
-Meanwhile Marinette wakes up from getting knocked tf out and Tikki is whining super loud bc Marinette is in danger and she can tell
-some guards are drawn bc of the whines and Mari has the crown tied to her hand and she’s like “shit”
-they throw her in jail and she’s gonna be hung then next morning
-Tikki is on a mission and she books it to Nino’s pub
-back in the tower Hawkmoth has finished lecturing Adrien and leave him to himself
-Adrien takes out the little kingdom flag he got and looks at it
-and suddenly he starts to see the symbol everywhere
-it’s hidden in all his paintings around his room
-and suddenly now he knows
-that baby boy is Him
-he leaves his room determined to get somewhere
-Hawkmoth is like ?? “What’s wrong Adrien?”
-“I’m the lost Prince”
-“I’m the lost Prince! Aren’t I father? Or should I even call you that?”
-oh hawkmoth is Pissed
-Adrien tries to leave to go find Marinette and Hawkmoth is like “she’s going to be dead when you get there, she’s due to hang for her crimes”
-and Adrien is screwed and he can’t do anything so he surrenders
-back at the castle
-Nino and his bar mates have arrived and they’re kicking ass for Marinette
-And she ends up on Tikki’s back and is like all sappy like “thank you for saving me it means a lot really”
-Tikki doesn’t care she just needs to get Mari to Adrien like now
-so sick montage of tikki running to the tower
-and Marinette scales the tower
-and she’s in! And there’s Adrien! Chained to the wall with tape on his mouth?
-and suddenly Marinette has a sharp pain in her side where Hawkmoth totally just stabbed her
-she slams into a mirror and breaks it and just kinda slumps against the wall with all the shards
-Adrien is flipping shit,,, he’s taking on the chains and screaming into the tape and he’s crying and she’s crying and hawkmoth is just standing over her like
-“poor little thief got what was coming to her”
-Hawmoth goes to grab Adrien and take him to a new area, where no one could find them
-but Adrien fights him so hard
-he’s yanking back and kicking
-and Hawkmoth yells “STOP FIGHTING”
-Adrien gets the tape off enough so he can speak
-he glances at Mari and she’s staring at him with tears in her eyes, clenching her side
-“unless…unless you let me heal her. If you just let me heal her I will go wherever with you, no fighting”
-Hawkmoth doesn’t want to deal with his crap so he’s like “whatever”
-he chains Marinette to the staircase banister, “in case you get any ideas” he says
-Adrien runs over to her and he’s brushing her hair back from her face and he’s crying and she’s crying
-and he presses some hair and his hands to her wound and he’s like “shhhh shhhh it’s okay you’ll be okay we’ll be okay”
-and she’s crying so much and she’s like “no you won’t be you can’t just go be a slave to him”
-and it’s in slow motion when she grabs his hair and swings a jagged piece of the mirror up and slices it at the base of his neck
-Hawkmoth is y e l l i n g because there goes all the power he was able to have
-Adrien is completely shocked, he doesn’t really understand what the hell just happened
-all he can see is Hawkmoth drastically aging into a very very old man and stumbling until Plagg trips him and sends him falling out of the window
-it takes him a whole second to realize Marinette is still in his arms, dying with no way for him to save her
-“no no no Marinette stay with me, please please you can’t go”
-she just weakly smiles at him and she’s like “I never got to tell you”
-and she winces and tries to sit up more to reach for him
-“you were my new dream”
-“you were mine”
-cue gross ugly sobs from me because Marinette slowly slips away
-Adrien cries out in complete anguish and just holds her limp body, crying because he loved her so much oh my god
-his tears fall on her face and he’s too broken to notice the golden rays coming off of her until they completely consume the room
-and Adrien is so confused,,, why are all these golden rays surrounding Marinette
-and she shifts in his arms and he’s like !!!!!!
-he looks down at her and her eyes open and she’s like
-“have I ever told you I’ve got a thing for green eyes”
-Adrien barely has time to laugh before they’re slamming their lips together, crying and just so so so happy that they’re okay
-they leave the tower and go back to the kingdom, because Adrien knows now that he is the lost Prince
-also Marinette sort of needs to make amends with the kingdom bc she’s in love with Adrien dammit and she’s not gonna lose him
-Adrien sees Momma Agreste and Gabriel
-and everyone is So Happy!!! And they’re hugging!!!
-And Marinette is just standing off to the side content that he’s with his family
-and then momma yanks her into the hug circle
-and then there’s a mini fast forward and Look at That!!! We’re at a celebration !!!
-and we have some Cute ass scenes of Prince Adrien talking to the citizens of the kingdom
-and Mari snatches his crown off his head
-and he just rolls his eyes and they kiss
-and the camera slowly pans up onto an announcement
-For a royal wedding


BTS as Kingsman (Jungkook)

Originally posted by celinet7

-Umm so we already know this guy is good at everything

-So passing the tests to be a kingsman is like a piece of cake

-He could do it in his sleep

-Escape a room full of water? Done.

-Jump out of a plane with possibly no parachute? Done.

-Punch a guy in the throat? his fave activity.

-Like this kid is superhuman?????

-Codename: Lancelot

-The newest recruit and very eager to please the other kingsman

-Okay so since he became a kingsman he has never failed a mission and he prides himself on that

-Like whenever the guys are teasing each other he just kinda brings it up

-Actually he ALWAYS brings it up

-‘Hey lancelot remember that time you almost landed in the water when you were riding the motorcycle off the dock and onto the boat but you thought the boat was moving slower than it really was and wow that was funny’

-‘Hey gawain remember the time you successfully completed every mission assigned to you? Oh wait- that never happened.’

-‘Besides, i still got on the boat didnt i?’

-‘Yeah but you also lost a $50,000 motorcycle in the ocean’

-‘Maybe if SOMEONE *cough* tristan *cough* hadnt accidentally tipped off  a security guard we wouldn’t have been in that situation’



-The floor wrestling ensues

-Lets get into it!!!!

-Jungkook never declines a mission so when arthur came up to him and was like’ i need you to take out this beloved celebrity because shes really a criminal mastermind’ hes kinda like ‘ yeah sure.’

-So his kingsman friends hook him up with an invitation to one of the most prestigious events of the year which is a ‘charity’ gala hosted by evil drug cartel leader criminal mastermind Lee Somin.

-He rolls up to the event  in style and steps out of the vehicle with his secretly badass umbrella in hand (weapon of choice: umbrella gun) and people are like taking pictures of him and they dont know why because nobody has ever seen this man but he looks handsome so he must be important.

-Hes like posing and stopping for pictures and as soon as hes clear of the crowd he just kinda reaches to his ear and pushes down on the little in-ear piece hes got in and ‘Galahad. Make sure those pictures are erased before the end of the night’

-‘Got it, lancelot’

-The glasses on his handsome face are working overtime as they scan everyones face and jungkook reads through their basic information just to see if he can rid the world of any scum. Two birds with one stone you know

-‘Alright lancelot. You should be able to see a picture of somin on the glasses. She’s going to have a lot of security around her so you might want to try to get her alone’

-Jungkook is a lil stunned because shes beautiful and she looks so flawless

-How can an innocent baby like her possibly be behind such evil

-How is jungkook going to get through this

-‘How am i even supposed to kill her?’

-‘The small case i handed you earlier contains a syringe with a fatal dose of phenytoin. It should do its job’

-‘Alright. Ill report back to you when its done.’

-The night goes on and jungkook has 0 luck even getting near somin like its frustrating for him to not be able to get in and out for a mission.

-Actually he hasnt even seen somin

-He! Needs! To! Succeed!

-So jungkook decides to take a lil break and he goes to the bathroom and splashes some cold water on his face and admires himself in the mirror because hes handsome and whatnot.

-Hes walking out but out of the corner of his eye he sees a woman running down the hal and she sounds distressed? ? ? She also looks a little bit like Somin??? Should he go or


-Okay so he follows her down the hall and she turns a few corners and theres a set of stairs that she  climbs and then a long empty hallway except for one room at the end of the call and that is her destination

-She seemed to know her way around so maybe she is his target

-Jungkook walks into this room quietly and shuts the door behind him making sure to lock it and he finds this girl sitting on the bed in an extremely extravagant dress and beautiful locks of hair cascading down her back but shes hyperventilating and maybe even crying

-Jungkook retreives the syringe from its case and sneaks over to the bed. He just puts her in a loose headlock


-Hes got the syringe to her neck and this girl just starts struggling because WHAT IS GOING ON HERE

-She’s holding onto the arm he has around her neck in order to get him to loosen his grip and when it doesnt work she thrashes a little because let her go dude

-‘Pl-please dont kill me…’ jungkooks heart breaks because she sounds so broken but he snaps out of it because of course she would play innocent she doesnt want to die

-‘Nice try. I know who you are. Lee Somin. I must say I’m a little surprised that such evil could be so active in someone that looks so angelic’

-‘I’m not. Please. I’m not Lee Somin. I swear! I’m her doppleganger. A body double whatever you want to call me but please dont kill me.’

-The desparation in this girls voice has jungkook easing up on the force hes using but hes not exactly convinced.

-‘Theres no way you can prove that so i just have to assume youre lying to me so that you can live’

-When jungkook begins pressing the needle into this girls neck hes hesitant but he has no choice

-‘NO NO NO. I’m L/N F/N. PLEASE BELIEVE ME. I can! I can prove it!’ Youre scratching at his arm in hopes he’ll let you go. This guy is literally holding your life in his hands right now

-‘Somin. She needed me to do this because of all the people trying to kill her. I’m expendable to her. She probably has the next look alike lined up already. I can prove im not Somin.’

-Jungkook was ready to inject the phenytoin but a nagging feeling in the back of his head stops him and he decides to give you a chance!!!

-‘Okay. Prove it.’

-‘Somin. She has a tattoo. It’s on her hip. On the left side. They’re flowers I don’t have one. I’m not Somin.’ jungkook is startled when you stop trying to pry his arm off your neck and instead begin bunching up your dress on the left side.

-The right side of the dress was fairly open with a slit going dangerously high up your leg. Somin made sure you were dressed in a way where nobody could see that you weren’t her and the lack of tattoo would be a dead giveaway.

-Its only now that jungkook is noticing how revealing this dress it. The black dress is mostly lace with small patches of black fabric under the lace in areas that should be covered

-Theres an extremely deep v neckline in the front and the dangerously high slit up the right side and the dress was also backless???

-How is this even staying on your body

-Stop staring jungkook stop staring

-Jungkook vaguely remembers seeing the tattoo in a picture in one of the drug cartel files.

-You could still be lying. Theyve got some decent makeup capable of covering tattoos nowadays

-Thats how he finds himself trailing his hand from the side of your body down to the side of your thigh.


–Jungkook embarassed because he just put his hands on this beautiful woman without thinking about it half becuase he wanted to make sure she wasnt lying to him and half because her body was so beautiful and tempting

-Youre blushing because his large hand feels so warm on your body and the sudden contact you werent expecting in such an intimate(?) area might have elicited the smallest of moans from you and oh god you hope he didnt hear.

-‘Could you please get the needle out of my neck…’

-Jungkook jumps a bit but quickly does as asked and begins apologizing profusely as he lets you go

-‘Im so sorry. I didnt know I swear. Do you know where Somin is?’

-You nod your head but the tears that begin forming in your eyes let him know how scared you are right now

-‘Please dont make me do this. I just want to get out of here. I’ll tell you anything you want just please get me away from all of this’

-Was this it. Was jungkook going to fail his first mission ever to spare you from any more of the horrors youve faced here or was he going to be selfish and make you give Somin up right now essentially making you a target and putting your life in more danger

-Jungkook is kind of conflicted right now but as not only a kingsman but also a gentleman he knows he cant do that to you so he decides itd be best to get you out of here now and worry about Somin later.

-‘Okay. I’ll get you out of he-’ jungkook is interrupted by loud banging on the door.

-‘Y/N! Are you in here? You’re supposed to be out there doing your damn job. You know the rules and if you dont follow them I have permission to kill you remember?’

-The look of fear on your face makes jungkook a lil mad

-Okay a lot mad

-You constantly feared for your life and the reason for that was standing right outside that door?

-Jungkook is interrupted by gunshots being fired through the door and you like literally scream in terror oh my gosh he must save you.

-He literally envelops your body with his own to make sure you dont get hurt.


-The guy outside the door is not having any of this so down goes the door and jungkook springs into action.

-Like this guy has no time to even process what just happened because before he can even aim his gun jungkook already has his umbrealla gun out and pointed at this guys chest.

-Youve got your ears covered but obviously since youre in close proximity you can still hear the gunshot and feel the blood splatter and oh my gosh who is this guy

-‘Come on weve got to get out of here before more people show up.’

-‘Wait. I dont even know youre name’

-He thinks for a second about whether he wants to give you his real name or not

-‘I’m jungkook and we have to go so we’ll save the proper introductions for later’

-Jungkook holds his hand out for you and even if youre a little scared of him you grab onto it and follwo his lead because hes your best chance at survival right now

-‘Galahad. I need an exit route. NOW’

-‘I’ve had one ready for you since you exited the car. If you walk back down the hall and take a right and then a left you can get to a room with a balcony. The balcony is right above the swimming pool. It’s deep so don’t worry about hitting the bottom. From there you can exit out the back gate. I can disable the security system and have someone there for you in 1 minute.’

-‘You’re a life saver’

-You have no idea whats going on because this guy is talking to himself and now he suddenly seems to know where hes going and youre having a hard time keeping up because youre not used to so much physical activity but you want to live lol

-When you reach an unfamiliar room and he begins leading you to the balcony you stop dead in your tracks when you realize what he wants to do

-‘No wait I can’t swim. I can’t do this. Its too high I..’

-‘Y/N. We have to go we dont have much time!’

-‘No I can’t. You go. I won’t tell Somin about you and you can just escape by yourself.’

-‘That’s not happening’

-Jungkook pulls you to the balcony and no matter how hard you try to pull away from him its no use. He picks you up off the ground effortlessly which catches you off guard but it is what it is

-‘Wrap your legs around my waist and your arms around my neck and don’t let go. Take a deep breath.’

-‘Oh god oh god  I can’t’ Two men barge through the same door the two of you came in from and the rest is a big blur to you.

-You hear jungkook count down from 3 and then youre falling and suddenly theres water all around you. Its cold and you panic a little and and begin screaming underwater only to be left with a lack of oxygen.

-Now youre really panicking because you dont know how to swim and your hands are flailing but what youre really doing is tiring yourself out which could lead to dro-.. Oh wait now youre above water

-Jungkook has managed to get both of you to the edge of the pool and he gently lifts you out as you cough up some water.

-He lifts himself out and barely gives you any time to recover before hes dragging you out a gate and towards the same vehicle that brought him here.

-Just as the two of you get into the car many gunshots are fired but none of them hit the car as it drives off

-You look over at a soaking wet jungkook and he looks even more handsome than he did earlier if thats even possible. He wasnt super handsome when he had a needle in your neck and he was trying to kill you but   those are just minor things you know.

-Jungkook looks over at you too and suddenly youre embracing him tightly with your face in the crook of his neck

-‘Thank you so much. I owe you my life.’

-He clears his throat and wraps an arm around your body as well

-‘Maybe not your life. I’ll settle for…dinner?’

-LIKE 3 weeks later Jungkook is sitting in hq with the other guys and here they go again teasing each other

-‘Hey Lancelot remember when you failed that mission and ruined your perfect record?’

-‘Hey Gawain remember when you saved a smoking hot girl from a terrible life and made her your girlfriend? OH WAIT. THAT WAS ME’

-And again the floor wrestling begins.

A/N: This is one of my favorites. Yoongi is still #1 though because that’s my man. 

Misunderstood (Part 4)

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Parts: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

Word Count: 1,253

a/n: I am so happy this series went smoothly. Especially for my first time writing trying this kind of thing! I think I’m going to continue writing series. I’m currently planning on the next one I should do but I need options

Originally posted by tearsavi

After getting off the plane and retrieving my luggage, I got on a taxi and went straight to my shared apartment with Yoongi. Once arriving I stepped inside and quickly went over to my bedroom.

I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible before every last bit of me broke. I felt like crying but getting way for a little bit seemed like the best possible choice so we could have time to ourselves. ‘Hes most likely at work right now..’ I took the moment to walk in the kitchen to get a glass of water. That’s when the front door started to be unlocked and opened to reveal Yoongi. His eyes swirled with a mix of guilt, anger, and sadness. He stared at you as if he was anticipating what to say.

“You don’t have to speak. I will be on my way..” I grabbed the bags and quickly went for the door but was stopped when he gripped my wrist and pulled me towards his chest. I was taken by surprise, calming down by his familiar scent but soon snapped out of it realizing the events that had happened the day before. “Please let go, Its what is best for the both of us..” Gritting my teeth I went to pull away from his embrace. “Please don’t leave…!” He held onto me for dear life. “Don’t make this hard on both of us.” I attempted to go for the second time. “You don’t have to…!” I sighed in attempt to regain confidence. “Yoongi, I have every right to leave right now, I am beyond mad that I got accused of something you of all people should know I would never do..!” He scowl slowly appeared on his face. With that I knew there was an upcoming argument ready to start. Great.

“You could have warned me that you were off to see him.. Just a simple ‘Hey my brothers in town going to see him now’ would have been fine!”

“I forgot and didn’t think it was of importance!”

“Yes because not informing someone of something before hand is not important! I wouldn’t have assumed anything then!”

I glared at him. The feeling of sadness dissapated and quickly grew to a strong feeling of anger. “No, If you trusted me then you would never have ‘assumed’ I was cheating. You would understand that we made last minute plans to visit each other and we wouldn’t be in the position we are in now” My voice had let me down and cracked a bit, i choked back a sob. “Now please for the love of god, Let me leave…”

He gawked, his mouth opening and closing as if he was a fish that had came out of water. Only sadness and guilt was shown in his eyes now as he muttered out a quite ‘Im sorry.’ I chuckled and shook my head. “Sorry doesn’t fix a broken heart..” With that I took the time to walk out the door and away from the apartment complex, finally letting my tears slip.

My friend’s house was where my feet guided me and offered me a room. Once changing into my clothes and laying in the bed I sat in deep thought till my phone had gone off, displaying Yoongi’s name

Yoongi[10:34PM]: So is this the end…?

You[10:35PM]: I never said that. Just a break. It will give us time to clear our heads so we don’t do anything stupid..

I sighed clicking off my phone and stared at the ceiling, Slowly letting the sleepiness over take me.

{After a Few Weeks}

Sipping my coffee, I sat in the corner of a small cafe that had opened, Taking seat nearest to the glass window. Work got hectic over the few weeks with a new project approaching and today was one of the few days I got a break. The cafe was a calming place that helped me when I needed time to think. Now was one of those times that I had drifted off to thinking about Yoongi. Many question had came up like ‘How has he been?’ and ‘What’s he up to right now?’ You were knocked out of thought when someone had pulled out a seat and sat in front of you. Looking up you were greeted with a boxy grin

“Hello Taehyung” I smiled. “What brings you here?”

“I just happened to be passing by when I saw you sitting here so came to say hi! Its been a couple weeks hasn’t it?”

I nodded, “Feels longer if you ask me… How have you been?” He chuckled could be better, Were all stressed with the comeback coming up”

“It makes sense… “ I smiled and sipped the coffee. “Yoongi-Hyung  is constantly checking his phone every five minutes. He always starts typing a message but gets frustrated and gives up, Only to try again within a short time-span”

I laughed lightly at the thought. “He has been taking care of himself though… Right?”

Tae nodded. “But I think you guys should talk soon, As each day passes hes becoming more and more frustrated..” He stood up. “I should take my leave, I have practice soon.”

“I will trust me… I plan on it.. But I will see you around!” He started walking off before waving and taking his leave. I smiled and pulled my phone out going straight to Yoongi’s number.

You[10:27AM]: Hey… Hope its not to late to catch up..?

Within seconds he replied.

Yoongi[10:27AM]: Of course not! When and where do  you want to meet up?

You[10:28AM]: Whenever you’re free should be good

Yoong[10:28AM]i: Im good right now.. Where at?

You[10:28 AM]: The new little corner cafe about 4 blocks from BigHit

Within a couple minuted he walked through the doors of the cafe and looked around for me. Once our eyes landed on each other it felt as if time stopped for a second. He made his way over to me and took the seat in front of me. He smiled his gummy smile that I loved so much about him.

“Hello… How have you been?” 

“Very busy actually, The comeback is coming pretty close to soon and were trying to wrap it up as quickly and neatly possible.” He laughed leaning back in the chair and I smiled. “I don’t know how you do it honestly, Produce and Compose music…”

“I am Min Yoongi..~” We both laughed. It felt just like old times.

“Look I hate to bring it up but I want to get it done with-..”

I cut him off. “ You don’t need to apologize, trust me, I’m over it now, We were both in the wrong state of mind.. And were caught up with too many things.”He nodded. “I don’t think I would be able to take it if you were mad about it still honestly…” I snickered, “Oh trust me, I’m still not pleased about it but I’m not mad about it either,,, If that makes sense?” A look of confusion appeared on my face as he smiled. “Yes it makes sense.”

I looked up from my coffee. “So… Want to start over..? I don’t want to rush back into things and we left on bad terms..” A look of relief was shown on his face. “Of course..”

“Well then, Hello, I am (Y/N).”

“I’m Min Yoongi~”

“Its nice to meet you, Min Yoongi”

“As for you, (Y/N)”

Sometimes, Endings signal new beginnings, As I have been told by many people.

I feel like im so horrible at fluff since i don’t write it, Anyways~ I hope you enjoyed

Dive Part 3

Photo creds to @levitann on tumblr


Jungkook x reader

Warnings: Smut, strong language,

Subject: Smut, Angst

Words: 2243

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I would like to make a request and I wish you can make it a series. BTS- Jungkook. Smut- it doesn’t matter, anything does it. Angst- 3 (he uses you but you catch feelings and because of it you don’t seem to notice he’s using you, until one day.) sorry if that doesn’t makes sense. AU- 2,5 and you can make something on your own too. I JUST REALLY LOVE ANGST, SO PLEASE MAKE PURE ANGST OUT OF IT, I AM FEELING SAD THESE DAYS, I LIKE TO CRY! 😊😊😙😙😍

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Hurricane Herman

Originally posted by loujtc8

Originally posted by dailly5hgifs

Request: Imagine being trapped in a cellar with Kozik during a hurricane. 

You groaned as you stared at the screen, unable to pull your eyes away from the news forecast.
The hurricane was coming, and it was coming hard.
It was a rare thing, for California. Hurricanes weren’t exactly common, especially in Charming, but this one was coming with a vengeance.
“You still looking at the news?” You heard a voice call out behind you.
You lifted your eyes from your phone and turned to see Kozik And Tig walking into the clubhouse, grins on both their faces.
“This is serious! They’re predicting its a category 4!” You whined.
Kozik and Tig laughed as they headed for the bar and you reached into the fridge and pulled out three beers.
“You’ll be fine, (y/n). Hurricanes have never hit Charming.” Kozik told you as he took a swig of his beer.
“Exactly! The world is ending, I swear to god.”
The  boys laughed again and you rolled your eyes.
For some reason, you were the only one that was the slightest bit concerned about this coming storm.
None of the boys seemed to care at all, they only cared about teasing you about it.
Ever since they’d mentioned it on the news you had practically been obsessed with it. You’d seen the wizard of oz when you were younger and you’d been terrified of hurricanes ever since.
It was stupid of course. You lived in California your whole life and there had never been a hurricane, yet you still couldn’t help the fear that crept into your mind.
“You wont be laughing when it rips through this clubhouse.” You muttered.
“Its just a storm, (y/n). It’ll rain. It’ll be windy. Thats it.” Kozik said. “You know the media likes to make big deal out of these things. Worst case scenario we lose power and you get a little wet.”
“Oh I’m counting on her getting wet.” Tig said.
The boys sniggered and clinked there beers as you rolled your eyes.
The doors opened and the rest of the club walked in.
“What we talking about?” Juice asked as he approached the bar.
You handed him a beer and he smiled his thanks.
“(Y/n), freaking out about the storm.” Tig told him.
Juice chuckled and took a swig of his beer.
“Whatever. We’ll see whose laughing when it its this weekend.” You muttered.

The night was still warm when you headed outside for a smoke.
You had been working behind the bar at the clubhouse for a while now. It wasn’t work so much, really. You’d started helping out to pay off the work the boys had done on your car and you’d decided to stick around. They looked after you and you looked after them. But you were far from a crow-eater.
You walked to the picnic table and perched yourself on top as you pulled your lighter out of your pocket and lit the cigarette pressed between your lips.
The door opened behind you and Kozik walked out, his goofy smile plastered on his face.
You exhaled, letting the smoke fill the air and Kozik took  seat next to you.
You offered him your pack and he took a cigarette out.
“You really this worried about the storm?” He asked you.
You rolled your eyes.
“Why is no one taking this seriously?”
Kozik chuckled and nudged you playfully with his arm.
“It’ll be okay, (y/n).” He said, his voice soft and warm.
“You don’t know that.” You answered and took a drag of your cigarette.
“Where are you gonna be this weekend?” He asked you. “Clubhouse?”
“Hell no.” You answered and blew out your smoke. “You boys are no where near prepared. Im house sitting my Aunts house. Thankfully, they take safety seriously and they have a cellar I will be hiding out in.”
Kozik laughed. “You really think thats necessary?”
“I do.” You told him.
“Tell you what, how bout I come over. Just incase a branch falls off a tree or something.” Kozik teased.
You looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
“Guess Im not the only one who’s scared of the hurricane, huh?”
Kozik laughed and you smirked.
You knew he was only teasing you, and offering to come over to keep you at ease. Still, you appreciated it.And you wouldn’t mind spending more time alone with Kozik.

You’d had a flirty relationship with him for a while now. Always teasing each other and flirting over the bar.
But it had never led to more.
You liked Kozik, hell you’d had a thing for him never since he’d arrived in Charming.
But you doubted he felt the same. He flirted with everyone,why would you be anything special?
You were just the girl serving the drinks.

The weekend had approached fast and you were at your Aunts house, organising all the supplies in the cellar.
Kozik would be here soon and the wind had already picked up. Your nerves were running wild and you couldn’t wait for the blonde to calm you down. Hopefully.
You could just make out the sound of a bike and you smiled as you lifted the gallon of water onto the bench top.
You glanced around the room, admiring your work before heading up the stairs and outside to meet Kozik.
He had parked his bike in the driveway and was just taking off his helmet when you approached.
“You might wanna move that inside.” You called.
Kozik looked at you and laughed, as he ran his hand through his blonde hair.
“You think the winds gonna carry it away?” Kozik teased, his grin spread across his face.
You shrugged.
“Don’t come crying to me when you gotta drive a cage to the clubhouse.”
Kozik laughed again and swung his arm over your shoulder.
“So wheres this shelter thats gonna save our lives?”
You could hear the laugh in his voice but you ignored it and led him into the house.
“Jesus.” Kozik said as he entered the house.
You’d boarded up all the windows and moved all the furniture into the centre of the rooms.
“Are you really this worried, (y/n)?” He asked you in disbelief.
“Its a category 4, Koz.” You told him.
You locked the front door behind you and walked away from him, heading for the cellar.
He followed behind you and you stepped aside to close the doors after he entered the room.
“Right this way.” You said, gesturing for the stairs as you secured the locks behind you.
Kozik walked down the steps and you followed.
“Holy shit.”
You had fully stocked the room. Gallons of water lined the walls on onesie of the room while over a dozen boxes of canned food sat in the corner. Torches and candles and matches sat on the bench top, ready for use.
The large sofa was stacked with blankets and pillows and the large red first aid kit sat next to it.
Kozik froze in the middle of the room and turned to you, his eyes wide in disbelief.
“What?” You asked,
“How long do you plan to be down here?” He asked you.
You rolled your eyes and walked to the sofa before sitting down.
“Its basic hurricane supplies. I did my homework.” You told him.
He pointed to the wall lined with jugs of water.
“We need enough to cook, bathe, and drink. Incase we lose water.”
Kozik continued to stare at you.
“You’ll thank me when we live through this.”

The rain was really coming down now, but you still had power. The wind was blowing hard and you curled up deeper into the blanket you had wrapped around you.
“Remind me again why we’re watching christmas movies?” Kozik asked before taking a long swig of his beer.
You rolled your eyes.
“Because its all we had down here. Plus, Home Alone is a great movie.”
Outside, the wind picked up and you buried your head in the blanked when you heard a branch crash into the side of the house.
Kozik wrapped his arm around you.
“Its only a branch, (y/n). We’re fine.” He said soothingly.
You nodded slowly.
“How come you’re so scared of storms anyway?” He asked you.
You shrugged and sighed.
You told him about that you watched The Wizard of Oz when you were younger, and ever since it had terrified you.
Once you were done Kozik burst into laughter.
“Are you serious?” He said between breaths.
“Its just a movie, (y/n). Its not real.”
“Global warming is.” You bit back.
Kozik shook his head and stood.
He walked to the bag he had brought in with him earlier and pulled out a bottle of whiskey.
“Come on, you need to relax.”
You raised your eyebrows at him.
“Tryna get me drunk, huh?”
Kozik chuckled and winked “Howd you know?”

“Right hand blue.”
You groaned and reached your hand over Koziks body and placed your hand on the blue circle.
Somehow, the whiskey had made you both think it was a great idea to play Twister.
Only it had led to some very close positions.
Currently Kozik was in a backwards crab like posture, his body lifted off the floor and you were practically straddled over him.
Both of you were giggling like teenagers and you reached your last spare hand out to spin the dial.
Only you missed completely and before you knew it both of you had collapsed on the floor, you on top of him.
You both burst into laughter and he wrapped his arms around you and rolled you onto the floor next to him.
“Guess I win that round!” Kozik said.
“No way!” You laughed.
Kozik laughed and looked at you, lying on the ground with your hair splayed out around you.
His eyes shone as he looked at you and you looked your lips as you glanced at his.
Slowly he moved his head forward and before you knew it his lips were on yours.
A fire sparked within you and you wrapped your arms around his head, holding his lips to yours.
His tongue licked around your bottom lip and you opened your mouth slighty.
You moaned softly as his tongue touched yours and Koziks hands ran down your body, exploring every inch of you.
He rolled you onto your back and his body hovered above yours and you traced your fingers through his blonde hair.
His lips left yours and he was about to say something when suddenly the room went dark and a loud bang echoed through the room.
You couldn’t help the piercing scream that left your lips  and you sat up, pushing Kozik off you.
“Its okay, (y/n), its just a power cut.” He told you calmly.
You scrambled to your feet and felt your way through the room til you reached the bench.
You grabbed hold of one of the torches and turned it on. Light shone out and you pointed it around the room, looking for any damage from the loud noise.
“(Y/n),” Kozik called and you turned and pointed the torch at him.
He lifted his arm to shield his eyes from the light and you lowered the torch.
“Oh, sorry.” You said. Thank god for the darkness, you thought to yourself as you felt a blush rise to your cheeks.
You reached for the other three torches and turned them all on too before tossing one to Kozik.
“Help me light these candles.” You said.
He stood and crossed the room and together you lit the dozens of candles in jars you had prepared earlier.
After placing them strategically around the room you smiled at the glowing light.
“Guess theres no more christmas movies, huh?” Kozik asked and you laughed.
“Luckily for you.” You smirked back at him.
Silence fell between you and Kozik moved across the room and stopped next to you, leaning against the bench top.
Outside the wind was still blowing strong but the rain seemed to be lifting.
“Well ain’t this romantic?”  He said softly and nudged you with his elbow.
You laughed lightly and turned around, leaning your back against the bench and crossing your arms over your chest.
A light blush rose to your cheeks and you bit your lip before speaking.
“Look, Koz, about.. before,” You paused and sighed. You really didn’t know where you were heading with this.
But before you could continue Kozik spoke.
“I like you, (y/n),” He said softly.
You nodded and rolled your eyes.
“You like everyone.” You teased.
But Kozik didn’t laugh. He stepped in front of you, his face serious and his eyes burnt into yours.
“No, (y/n). I like you.” He said again.
You gulped and dropped your hands to your sides.
“But I’m not like them.” You said quietly.
Kozik raised an eye brow and stepped closer to you, narrowing the gap between your bodies.
“Like who?” He asked.
You rolled your eyes again and sighed.
“The crow eaters.”
Kozik scoffed and shook his head.
“If I wanted a crow eater I’d have one,” He told you. “But I don’t want them. I want you.”
You lifted your gaze to meet his eyes, and in the blue of his eyes you saw only truth.
“You want me?” Your voice shook as you spoke.
Kozik grinned and nodded, moving closer once more.
His hands rested on your hips and now your faces were merely inches apart.
“I want you, (y/n). All of you.”
Before you knew what was happening his lips were on yours once more and the fire you felt earlier ignited inside of you.
You ran your hands through his long hair, breathing in every inch of him as his lips explored yours.
And even while the wind blew wildly outside, you were no longer scared.
Because now you had him, and you knew that as long as he was with you, everything would be okay.

Kingdom Hearts| Jin

Your sister is getting an arranged marriage to bring two kingdoms together as one. This has been tradition since the beginning of time and stretched out into modern day. What happens when you fall for your sisters future husband’s brother and stray away from the tradition?

Originally posted by sprimgday

warning: Cussing, smut, alcoholic themes, Prince Jin!, Virgin Jin!

Genre: Smut and fluff

Word count: 9.6K

A/N: Yes i know the title of this is a video game. Also i wanted to get this up before i go on vacation, so sorry if it may seem a little rushed i wanted to get it out. Once i get back on vacation ill post my master list and being working on Hypnotic part 2

Marriage, a way of combining two souls conjoining as one. This had become a foremost event for the kingdom. They never identified it as i did, only seeing it as a way to combine our two kingdoms instead of our souls and hearts. I never agreed with the terms and beliefs but learned to keep my mouth shut along the way as they wouldn’t acknowledge the true meaning. Sure it felt strange keeping everything bottled up but its what I learned to do best as it was tradition and saying my simple opinion i would be shunned. So hear i stand eyeing my sister trying on dress after dress doing keeping my mouth closed about the event.

“I feel like it does have enough diamonds. I want the people to be blinded by my costly dress.”

They sure would be blinded by the high prices. For that amount of money we could just by another kingdom and have everything be settled instead of marriage. I rolled my eyes at the fortune my sister was indulging in. She always saw money as a small child to her. Something she carried around freely but wasn’t afraid to spend stupid things on it. Endearing parent she was. Anyone else who held money as if they were a child she would automatically find herself drowning over their simple sentences that dripped with riches. Hints way she was marring one of the most said to be richest kings in our kingdom. As soon as his father died he took his place along with a small amount of his riches making him a certified person for my sister to capture.

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A/N: Just some Niall fluff for you all! Enjoy :)


Your knuckles were practically white you were gripping the steering wheel so hard. Working as a nurse in a high dependency unit was always stressful, but today’s shift had been particularly rough. 3 patients had passed away during the 12 hour shift you’d pulled, you’d been snowed under with the corresponding paper work and teamed with the usual hectic nature of your job you were exhausted. You hadn’t had anything to eat since the toast you’d scoffed down after a quick 5 minute break at 9am - it was now 5pm and you were so hungry you felt sick, your feet throbbed from not having sat down for more than 10 minutes and your head was thumping.
Letting out a deep sigh you stop at the red light, the London traffic just adding to your mood. You close your eyes and lean your head back against the headrest of your seat. You could feel the tears threatening to fall and you bit down on your tongue in a vain attempt to stop them. Letting your mind slip from the stress of work to the comforting thought of home you sigh deeply again, the stress still heavily knotted in your body, making you feel tense and rigid. You let your mind flicker to the thought of Niall, a glass of wine and his arms waiting for you as soon as you step through the door. The thought alone released some of the tension at least, knowing cuddling up on the couch with your delicious boyfriend would be the exact thing you’d need to help melt your stress away.

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Little Rook [Jacob Frye x Reader]

Warning: slight NSFW;

A/N: i just wanted to say, i had this idea of Jacob requesting for little rooks to his wife (the reader) because it would be adorable and i can see him calling his children little rooks.


The first time that Jacob Frye approached you with the idea of having a baby, was during your second year of marriage together. He had gripped the brim of his top hat and sheepishly looked down at the floor while mumbling out a request of what he wanted. Of course, his mumblings caused you to arch a brow and press to him that he speak up.

His exact words were, “I want you to provide me a little rook.”

This caused you to freeze in your tracks and stand upright before looking at him with small worry. “As in…. a baby? Your little baby?” You questioned curiously, turning your back to his massive frame. Your hands were nimble, working on gently cutting the bread for this evening.

“Yes,” he confirmed a bit more confidently, leisurely strolling over to you and making sure to pin his body flush to yours. “Our little baby,” he breathed against the soft shell of your ear, your body tingling with excitement when his hot breath fanned over your skin. The heat and soft lips that melded into tender flesh caused your heart to stutter and your breathing quickened. Your eyes were wide and cheeks flushed red. London was safe from Blighters…

“Okay… We can try for a little rook,” you relented, hearing him chuckle with joy and he swept you up and into his arms bridle style. There, he carried you from the small kitchen and up the wooden stairs and to your shared bedroom.

Of course, Jacob wanted to be 100%+ sure that you were going to be pregnant. So, before the two of you even decided to make sure to get a check up any time soon, he made sure to bed you every chance he got almost each day. This exhausted you more than you thought, but it was quite exciting nonetheless. In fact, almost every single time he spiced it up a bit differently than the last. Which is where you two were now. His teeth lightly nibbling along the soft curve of your throat with eyes half lided, and one of your legs lazily half wrapped around the masculine waist of his. He was propped on his forearms, hips lazily rocking in and out of you and listening to your mewls and whimpers whenever the tip of his length scraped against the tender flesh within. Eventually, he slipped a hand between the two of you and gently rubbed, causing your body to writhe and fingers to claw down the curve of his spine.

“Jacob- I-!” You gasped, eyes rolling back and body convulsing as you were sent over the edge and caused a chuckle to erupt from his chest. It didn’t last for long however, his own moan interrupting his movements and hips stilling as he slowly released the warmth within before he breathlessly leaned above you.

“Yes love?” He jokingly asked you between puffs of breaths, gently kissing your eyes as they fluttered close.

“I’m expecting a little rook,” your murmured to him, placing a kiss on the scar over his jaw and causing his head to rear back. At first, you felt a bit hurt his head moved away, but then you saw the twinkle in his hazel gaze and the excitement returning once again.

“My little rook?!” He asked like a child on Christmas Day, face nearly splitting in half from his raw joy.

“Your little rook,” you hummed, stifling a yawn and causing another ‘squeal’ of joy to escape your husband.

“Im gonna have a little rook!” He cheered as he pulled out of you.

From that point onward, it was easy; until your hips had adjusted slightly and belly swollen that you were sure you had twins. Your toes wriggled, hand placed protectively over it and humming as you ate a grape from the local market. You were reading a book, a cat languidly moving before it opted to crawl up the nightstand beside the bed and gently pad around your massive belly to inspect it yet another time. Slowly, it set its paw on your belly before gently purring and brushing its face along its skin, causing you to giggle and be distracted by your small lover.

Jacob was out helping the Rooks over in Westmeister; apparently some loyal Blighters managed to pop up again and cause havoc amongst the people there. So, you were left in your shared home alone with nothing but a book and cat to keep you company. The autumn breeze warmly drifted through the room, and your brows furrowed as motherly intuition spoke up. Slowly, the pain started. It was a small tingeing contraction that you could easily overlook, but over time it grew worse and worse until your water broke.

By the time the official contractions started, the sun was setting and Jacob was still nowhere in sight. You needed someone- anyone really as sweat broke out over your skin and body stilled as it tried to get this small being out of you.

“____?” You heard someone call, your teeth gritted and eyes squeezing shut as your grip on the book and sheets tightened. Your knuckles turned white, an agonized cry escaping into the air and causing whoever it was to burst through the door. It was Evie, accompanying her was Henry, and the two went wide eyed when they saw you. “______!” Evie cried in fear, running over to your side and pulling out a hankerchief to gently wipe the sweat away.

“I’m going to grab a doctor Evie- I’ll be back,” Henry announced, his body turning and swiftly leaving the way he had come.

“Where’s my brother? Why isn’t he here with you?” Evie pressed as you whimpered out in pain.

Fear gripped you; where was your husband? Was he okay? Was he lying in a puddle of his own blood, dying in the streets? Did he even… make it in the cruel fists of the Blighters? “He went to settle a skirmish between Rooks and Blighters earlier today.. he hasn’t returned,” you cried out, distress causing another wave of violent contractions to convulse through you. A sob escaped your lips, Evie gripping your hand in place of her brother and a worried look forming in her eyes.

“I’ve returned with the doctor and a wet bowl and towel,” Henry declared as he erupted into the room with his guest and items he claimed he had in his hand. He ran over to your other side, gently wringing out the towel before smoothing it over your heated forehead.

The doctor felt like he was taking hours to help push out the baby, your cries of pain not really too pleasing on the ears. It caused Evie to go in distress, wanting to help remove the pain but unable. So she gripped your hands and murmured soft encouragements, Henry helping do the same until finally-

A wail echoed off the walls and the sound of a door being slammed open downstairs being drowned out. Sweat was beading down your neck and face, the towel gently wrung out yet again as Henry and Evie praised you and your work on birthing the child. The child was being cleaned and cared for by the doctor, the door to your bedroom being shoved open. Jacob had wide hazel eyes, hair that was already in a disarray even more so, and his cheeks were rosy with the faded tear tracks. Fear had gripped him; he didn’t want to directly go home and see that if you gave birth to his child to see you dead like his mother had. Instead he saw you being delicately handled by his sister and brother-in-law, and the baby being carefully placed in your arms as you smiled weakly.

Everyone was admiring the child. He had little tufts of peach fuzz and eyes that were closed. He made cute little cooing noises and the blanket he was swaddled with was green with a little sewn Rook in it.

“_____…” Jacob carefully called out, earning your tired attention and causing his heart to melt at the sight of your smile.

“We did it Jacob- we have a little Rook,” you cooed out in praise, earning a chuckle from him and a smile from Evie as she practically cooed over her nephew.

“And what are you going to name your rook?” Henry asked eagerly, joining his brother in law’s side then as he looked at you and his wife.

Evie hummed, looking at you with a smile and whispered in your ear, “Emmett.”

“Emmett Frye!” You agreed then, grinning widely as Jacob passed his sister a knowing look before he moved over to peer down at the child.

“Sounds like a good name for a lil rook to me.”

Dating J-Hope(Hoseok) Would be like

im gonna die okay jhope has been my bts bias for a long ass time end my lIFE

  • so this sweetie pumpkin pie delightful sunshine baby
  • dating him is a pleasure and a gift and u better be treating him right otherwise u are one of The Worst people 
  • do you like sunshine and constantly laughing and being full of joy?
  • if so, then that’s what you’ll get by dating Resident Sunshine Jung Hoseok!
  • he’ll make u laugh every second of the day bc it’s his favorite sound
  • he would be so proud of you and everything you do like
  • having such a beautiful and loving relationship that makes everyone around you 2 simultaneously jealous and happy for you its v conflicting 
  • he tries to teach you bts dances or just how to dance in general and at first you just goof off bc you l o v e hearing that beautiful laugh of his it’s like the sun is shining my crops are growing my grades are good my skin is clear and world peace has been achieved
  • anyways he’s teaching u how to dance
  • and while u goof off a little bit you really are trying your best to learn the dance bc it makes your man so proud of you and nothing feels better then making Hobi proud of you 
  • and when he plays the music after the 30th time of doing it you think ur gonna die but then u absolutely s l a y it and as the last note fades out you fall on the floor like how does your bf do this for a living while also singing like holy sh i t 
  • but Hobi is screaming and jumping up and down and he runs over and picks you up off the floor and spins you around in a hug and gives you kisses all over your face 
  • and he puts you down and you’re both sweaty and disgusting
  • and your hair is stuck to your forehead and you’re still trying to breathe and ur 99% sure you smell like armpit rn but to Hobi you’re the most beautiful amazing person in the world bc not everyone can dance BTS’s dances bc they’re hard as shit and you haven’t had any idol training and even tho it took a while you learned it and you did it and you didn’t give up and he couldn’t be more proud of you and he feels like his heart is gonna burst out of his chest
  • and suddenly you’re pressed against the practice room mirror and you’re kissing him as if he’s your only source of air and your hands are in his hair 
  • and his hands are going up your shirt and he’s pressing hot open-mouthed kisses against your neck and i can’t breathe 
  • when the two of you have finished you’re laying on the floor just holding each other basking in your accomplishment and the fact that you’ve just banged in the practice room for the 8th time without getting caught 
  • and suddenly he just sits up and looks at you with the most serious expression ever
  • and you’re really startled bc tbh you were almost asleep but now he’s holding both your cheeks in his hands and looking at you like you’re going to disappear and he’s just drinking in your appearance as if you’re water and he’s been in the desert for the past 6 years
  • he just grabs your left hand and kisses the palm of it and
  • being totally completely dead serious he asks you if you would ever consider marrying him one day
  • and you look at him as if he’s dumb bc of course you’ll marry him
  • as if there was every any question of not marrying him 
  • sometimes he gets insecure that he’s actually annoying you and you’ll leave him for someone else like his old gf did and you have to remind him that there has never been anyone but him in your eyes and there will never be anyone but him in your heart
  • his name for you in his phone is “Moon of my life”
  • and he changes his contact name in ur phone to “my sun and stars”
  • bc he’s a nerd but u love this nerd so u dont bother to change it bc its also v true
  •  you’ll stay at the studio and watch him dance as long as he needs to be there like you could be there until 3 AM and ur sleeping on the couch there and he tells u to go home and get some proper rest and u refuse bc u don’t sleep well unless u sleep w him
  • we all know this boy is a double threat 
  • u know the type, the ones who can rap and dance
  • those r the dangerous ones bc not only can they kiss HELLA GOOD 
  • but damn those dancer hips snapping into you at the speed of light
  • sex w Hobi is so hella fun like u thought Taehyung was fun boy howdy this guy is w i l d
  • less kinky then tae but still hella up for most anything once
  • his main goal is still to see you laugh and smile and have fun even during such an intimate and loving act
  • most of the time it starts out with him tickling you and it leading to hot makeouts where his mouth moves onto that one extra sensitive spot on your neck and his hands are still gently tickling your sides but in a different way then before 
  • not like ur much better tho w the way he fucks u into the bed face first
  • he had such nice ands and such pretty lips and he knows ur weak for both and he takes every opportunity to use that against u bc he is one hell of a tease
  • literally tho no place is safe no space is sacred to him he’ll bang u anywhere like sometimes ur watching a movie and u end up watching it upside down as he pushes into you while ur half off the sofa
  • or over the kitchen table
  • or on the counter
  • or the shower
  • or the floor
  • in the practice room
  • literally he’s so versatile and loves adventure and the way he makes love is just like that
  • sometimes while ur trying to screw on the sofa or on the side of the bed someting goes wrong and u end up in a tangled heap of limbs and u both make eye contact and try to register what happened before you just start laughing s o hard!!!!
  • hobi gets v v emotional when he can’t be w you bc he’s a very physical person like his love language is definitely touch 
  • he’s s u c h a cuddle he just wants to be touching you in any way anywhere
  • he always wants you to sit on his lap no matter where you are
  • he loves spooning and it doesn’t matter if he’s the big spoon or the little spoon as long as he’s holding/being held in some way
  • he likes to wrap his arm around your shoulder or waist when ur in public but he also think’s its hella cute to link pinkie fingers
  • so many inside jokes
  • Hobi tries to be happy n positive 24/7 and it takes him a while of being with you to realize that he really can come to you no matter how he feels and you’ll still love him it doesn’t matter if he’s not feeling to sunshiny today if there’s a cloud over the sunshine it’s okay, it just means the next time theres sun you appreciate it more
  • and you slowly teach him it’s okay to be sad bc it makes being happy so much better
  • always being there for him in the rare moments he does break down and just holding him and rocking back and forth until he cries himself out and feels better bc sometimes all u gotta do is cry it out and everything is better
  • he is a l w a y s ready to talk about kids
  • he can’t wait
  • like literally if u thought taehyung was jumping the gun Hobi has already bought a 2 bedroom apartment and is secretly decorating a nursery 
  • and he brings you over to see it and he gets really shy and nervous on the ride over bc he doesn’t know how you’ll react bc he knows he’s thinking waaayyy to far ahead but he can’t help himself he loves you so much and he just wants to show you that he may be goofy and he may have a hard time being serious sometimes and he might not be the strictest father in the world but he just wants to have a chance to have a life with you 
  • bc to Hobi having a family is the ultimate goal 
  • like BTS is his family and his actual family is beautiful but having something that is entirely his own is beautiful to him
  • he just falls asleep and dreams of a little girl with your eyes and his dance skills and your smile and a little baby boy with his sunshine and his smile
  • and he just wakes up and watches you sleep for a little while and he just k n o w s
  • no matter where he goes or how far away or for how long he leaves you or if he lives far away or close by or right next door
  • hobi always knows that his forever home is with you and that will never change
  • and that two bedroom apartment is waiting to be filled with happy memories of you two, and any extras you might have along the way.

fUIkINg destroy me i cried writing this fuck hormones okay jus t end me

~Admin Hedgehog who is emotionally drained from this 

anonymous asked:

you know what i really love? trans percy. and sally being the most supportive mother and blofis being the most supportive stepfather and just. trans percy having a supportive family.


i can imagine shitty gabe being an ass about it and sally is about to say something that would probably get her really hurt by this terrible, disgusting man when suddenly the pipes in the kitchen just burst. sink basically explodes into a fountain of water. weird things like this happen around percy a lot, freak accidents like that, that seem to have perfect timing to break up conflict. percy steers his mom away from shitty gabe and he and sally fix the pipes. percy feels a bit of pride at being pretty good at it. his mom’s a competant handiman herself, but something about it still gives him a warm Man Of The House feeling. its enough to calm him down until gabes next shitty comment.

then, when gabe is gone and paul blofis enters the picture, percy is nervous. he wants his mom to be happy with a guy. he doesnt want him to be another gabe, and hes sure he isnt, he trusts his mom but… he wonders if maybe, him being trans will … somehow make this paul blofis act like gabe. like it would be percys fault all over again. he forces the feelings down and tells his mom good luck on her date with the new guy. she giggles like a girl at camp that just got asked out by her first crush, and he smiles. her happiness matters more than anything. if it comes to, percy can always stay at camp. as long as mom’s happy

but paul surprises percy. he’s a genuinely nice guy. hes good-hearted and he stops and thinks before making rash judgements or decisions. percy jokes that he’s the exact opposite of himself and paul smiles “i dont think that.” percy has never seen his mom this happy

of course, being a family, paul eventually figures out that percy is trans. percy thinks it’ll all end up okay, but hes worried. he doesnt want to mess things up. again, paul surprises him. “i dont know a lot about it, but i know how violent other people can be. you know im here to support you, percy. and if you ever wanna talk guy stuff, youre still always welcome to talk to me.” percy absolutely doesnt cry. at least, thats what he tells people. when he buries his face into pauls chest and thanks him and thank him and cries and cries, it doesnt seem to matter much what other people think.

just…. percy having a happy and supportive family was already my weakpoint, now my trans ass is dead and dying. i love this. thank you anon :,)