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“Oh! Well in that case, I can't really blame her.”

That post was long enough, so here’s a part two, of sorts. I just spilled a bunch of words everywhere about Viz’s dub of Episode 96, and if you haven’t read that post yet, I’d encourage doing that first.

As I mention there, I specifically watched that episode to screen it for Holligay. I thought an even better case could be made by the actual dialogue in the episode itself. So I transcribed all the pertinent scenes for her, and since I already have that done, I figured why not share it here as well?

Under the cut, then, is all the Viz dub dialogue for the shitty scenes in Episode 96 (and a little bit of commentary in places about the changes).

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boyfriend!jackson

Originally posted by wangmins

  • wee woo wee woo weE WOO WE OE EW
  • for this request, the rest will come when they do
  • i really love jackson and i really love the idea of boyfriend jackson so this… this was honestly coming sooner or later
  • i think if anyone in got7 were to get/have a girlfriend while in the group i think it’d be jackson
  • i mean he’s a social dude so he comes across a lot of different people all the time, is constantly making friends and i mean come on, look at him
  • he’s gawjus
  • but back to the point at hand!!

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Doctor, Doctor

A little miraculous ladybug doctor au for you! 

He was the best neurologist surgeon in Paris, people would come hundreds of miles to be treated by him. He was simply the best and he loved it. He loved meting his patients, getting to know them and then saving their lives. In all of his career, he never let the death of his patients get to him. He took comfort in the fact that he did everything in his power to save them, then move on to the next patient.

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8

You were a good girl, Carl knew that. You two began dating right as he began getting into the drug scene. Although you knew a little bit about it, you tried to ignore it and he tried to keep you as far away as possible. You both knew the damage the business could do to your relationship 
Carl took everything from you. He took your first kiss, your virginity, and eventually your sanity.
You never realized how bad his drug business was until you got a call from Fiona. 
“Carl’s been arrested. He’s fucked up big time.” she said.
You decided not to go to the police station or the trial and heard from Fiona that Carl was sent to juvie. 

Then one day a call you never expected came “Hey baby girl, long time not talk. Why don’t you come over.” Carl said to you after you picked up the phone. 
You were shocked to be hearing from him and made the mistake of going to visit him. You slept with him the same night and immediately regretted it when you forced him to talk to you after you finished. You realized you weren’t talking to your Carl anymore. 
You left his house angry at him and at yourself for being so stupid and thinking he would be the same after juvie. 
You ignored his calls and texts for about a week, but then decided to agree to meet up with him. You met him outside of his house and refused to go in with him and instead asked if you could walk together. 
You sat on the corner together and sat in silence before you finally spoke.
“You know… we never broke up.” you said quietly.
Carl looked over at you and chuckled, shaking his head “I guess we didn’t. What about it?” he asked.
You looked at him and shook your head “I still love you… but I-I don’t know. I just don’t want us to fall apart.” you explained “I want this juvie stuff behind us.” he said. 
Carl looked at you for a minute, then looked away, not saying a word.
You took a deep breath and nodded “Okay then.” and you got up and walked away.

The next night when Carl got home he asked Fiona to take out his corn rows and decided he was going to turn over a new leaf for you, but it wasn’t that easy.
You decided to try and get your mind off Carl the same night and went out with some friends to a party. At the party your friends dragged you over to a guy they thought you would like and you began talking. Talking moved to dancing which moved to touching which moved to kissing. 
You were enjoying yourself until the one of your friends pulled you away and whispered in your ear “Carl is here. He saw you. He’s outside.” 
You immediately bit your lip and nodded, knowing this wouldn’t work out well. You walked outside and sighed when you saw Carl there. “Ditched the corn rows?” you asked as you approached him. He sighed and shook his head.
“Yeah.” he said and looked at the ground. You sighed and nodded “Well good. I like your hair better this way.” You said and smiled.
Carl shook his head “I did it for you.” he said. 
“Stop that.” You immediately replied and Carl looked at you weirdly “Stop what?” he asked.
“You don’t have to pretend that you like me.” You said and with that you walked away. 

The next day you couldn’t stop thinking about Carl so you went to his house.
Once you got there you knocked on the door and Lip answered it.
“Oh hey, here to see Carl?” He asked and you nodded “Uh yeah. Is he home?”
Lip nodded and let you in before yelling “Carl someone is here for you!”. You waited for a moment before Lip started talking again “You know it’s really sucky because we thought you would keep Carl out of trouble.” He said.
You paused for a moment before saying “Excuse me?”
Lip shrugged “You know… we thought you were going to be the one thing that kept him out of juvie, but you just let him fuck up.”
Before you had a chance to respond Carl was walking downstairs and looked you up and down before saying. “What’s up.” He said and smirked and you looked at Carl “Lip is telling me it’s my fault you were arrested.”
Carl shrugged and nodded “I mean it kind of is.”
You stared at Carl for a moment feeling a million different ways before saying “No. You don’t get to say that. You had the drugs. You fucked around. You got careless, you don’t get to do this.” You said beginning to get emotional “All I did was love you. And you… you make me feel like it’s my fault. You make me feel like I’m the one to blame.” You said covering your face as tears began clouding your eyes. “I’m done with you Carl Gallagher. This is over.” You decided before looking at his shocked face one last time and storming out.

5| Pas De Deux

Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Ballet au, Romance, Angst
Warnings: None
Wordcount: 2839

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Through the whole night you were plagued with yesterday’s events in sharp, dream-like detail. Again and again, you felt his hands on you, lifting you, letting you fly…and again and again you saw his expression turn to disgust as he snatched those hands back and left you. But this time being in a dream, made you cry out desperate. “Jimin! What did I do? Jimin!”

“(Name)?” A hand shook you awake. You moaned, eyes fluttering open. You were back in the dorm room. It was dimly lit with a few bedside lamps. Coming out of your dream, you suddenly realised that you were being stared at by five girls.

“Huh?” You mumbled, sitting up. Jiwoo’s face hovered in front of you.

“Uh…” She hesitated. “You were kind of yelling in your sleep.”

“Oh God!” You groaned, blood rising to your cheeks. However you shouldn’t have been surprised. Your Mom always used to tease you about your dramatic mutterings when you slept. Ugh! How embarrassing, you wanted to disappear and never be seen again.

“What did I say?” You asked Jiwoo nervously.

She didn’t have time to answer before a mockingly high voice interrupted. “Oh, Jimin, please don’t go! Oh Jimin!” You didn’t need to turn around to know it was Minjee

You cringed. “How many times?”

Jiwoo looked away. “Just a few…”

“We’ve been trying to wake you up for at least ten minutes.” Said Yuna from across the room. “Oh yeah, by the way can I have my pillow back? I have bad aim.”

You did so, picking up the pink satin pillow from beside your bed and chucking it to her.

“I’m really sorry.” You said to everyone. This was beyond embarrassing. Most of them were sniggering, finding the situation rather funny. Yeah, it’s totally normal to have over-emotional dreams about some God of a guy who you’ve only know for what? Two days? And had spoken to, well… never. Totally normal.

The door opened, stifling everyone’s giggles as a crumple haired Madam Hyejin stood glaring at all of you. “Why are we up at this time?” She asked wearing a red satin dressing gown and slippers. It was sort of comical…

“(Name)’s having erotic dreams and she wanted to share.” Minjee answered sniggering.

“Oh shut the hell up!” Snapped Hyeun, then slammed a hand to her mouth as she swung back to meet Madam Hyejin’s sharp gaze.

She just looked at her in distaste before turning to the rest of you. “Go back to sleep. If there are any more disturbances you can give the cooking staff a break and wash up tomorrow’s dinner.”

“Yes Madam Hyejin.” You all chorused.

She gave everyone one last doleful glance and left, shutting the door behind her.

Apparently Hyejin’s threats were true, because no one made a sound as they slid back under their duvets and switched off their lights.

You stayed sitting in your bed, scared that if you went to sleep you would do it all over again. You cringed mentally, thinking of tomorrow. Everyone would know that you had dreamt of Park Jimin…Everyone.

However it didn’t take long before you drifted into a mercifully dreamless sleep when Madame Hyejin was at the door yet again, signalling the beginning of another day. Judging by her cross face and blood red pencil skirt and blouse, she wasn’t in a good mood.

“Up and ready in ten minutes.” She snapped, spinning on her stiletto as she walked out of the room.

“Had anymore dreams about Jiminnie?” Minjee mocked, once again, everyone’s eyes were on you.

You rolled your eyes and swung your legs out of the duvets, but suddenly a hideous pain shot through your stomach.

“Ah!” You gasped, your hand flying to the bedpost to stop you from toppling over.

“(Name)?” Jiwoo was at your side, worried. You just shook your head, telling her it was nothing. “What?”

“Nothing.” You told her, and stood up very carefully to get a towel. Jiwoo raised her eyebrows in confusion but went back to her trunk. You took a deep breath through your nose. Sweet God that was painful. Trying to keep your midriff frozen, you hurried to the bathrooms.

Once in the shower, you nervously looked down. You swallowed. You shouldn’t have been surprised, the way you had let Kihyun hold you yesterday. Overnight, the red marks had darkened into dark mottled blue and grey bruises, covering your stomach and hips. You tentatively bent your back forward, then stifled a groan. Damn it was painful.

You hurried through the shower, remembering Madam Hyejin’s wrath. No one could know about your bruises. It would mean a day off for sure, and you couldn’t afford that. When you got back you chose a plain black leotard from your trunk. It had short sleeves and its back didn’t plunge too low, so it wouldn’t show the bruises round the other side. You hated the sleeves, but all your other leos just had straps at the back.

Slowly you pulled your tights and leo on, but the elastic around the tights hurt as you gently slid them up your hips. Your leo wasn’t as bad, but by the time you were finished, Hyejin was at the door, smartly looking around for any fault. She strode up one side of the room and back down the other. This morning she flipped if a single hair was out of place. You stood tall as she finally reached you. She looked at you up and down and then stepped closer.

“Will you be able to attend classes today, Miss (Name)?” She asked you quietly, so that the others couldn’t hear. A little bit of last night’s motherly warmth returned to her.

You nodded quickly, but then hesitated. “…Just not Pas de Deux, Madame.”

She nodded. “Master Jinho is making arrangements for a new partner for you.” With one last, rather suspicious look at you, she left, this time with no joyous comment of ‘have a good day girls’

“Hey, what’s with you earlier?” Hyeun asked curiously, trotting up behind you and Jiwoo as you headed for the stairs.

“Uh, had a creepy dream?” You answered.

“No.” She said. “I meant the whole gasping thing ten minutes ago.”

“Oh, right…” You tried for a smile. “Cramps, you know?”

“Right.” She said sympathetically. Really? You were a terrible liar.

“Anyway, what were you actually dreaming about, (Name)?” Hyeun asked.

“Just about the academy and stuff…” You trailed off.

She giggled and raised a dark brown eyebrow. “He’s gorgeous, isn’t he?”

“I guess…” He was more than just 'gorgeous’…He had the perfect dancers body. His face was so beautiful and focussed and full of strong emotion…he was strikingly handsome and also in a way that you’d never seen before.

“It’s kinda sad he’s stuck with Taeyeon.” Muttered Hyeun. Your head snapped around.

“What?” You demanded, almost tripping on the stairs. “I thought they were just partners.”

“That’s because they are just partners.” Said Jiwoo. “People just assume that they’re going out because they’re partners.”

“Oh come on Jiwoo.” Hyeun groaned. “They are so cute together. Even if she can be a bitch sometimes. The Ballerina and Ballerino of the school, together.”

“Head Cheerleader and Quarterback.” You muttered. “Perfect match.”

Jiwoo glanced at you. “Hardly. All he cares about is his dancing. If Taeyeon wasn’t up to his standards. Then this so called 'relationship’ would be over in five seconds flat.”

“Mmmmm.” Drawled Hyeun dreamily. “But I love the way he’s so serious like that. And that vein that always pops out when he’s thinking is so sexy.”

Jiwoo just shook her head. “Honestly, Hyeun.”

You reached the dining hall and got in line for breakfast. “I wonder if he’ll be in class today.” Hyeun muttered, taking a bowl of muesli.

“He has to be.” Said Jiwoo. “It’s a part of his education, remember?”

“Yeah, but the way he left yesterday…” She replied. You cringed mentally. You still didn’t know what you exactly had done wrong. However you guessed that it probably had something to do with not doing anything right. Like Jiwoo had just said. Jimin had high standards. How could you, a first year who’d started ballet way too late, be able to fulfill those standards.

“Oh God.” Hyeun grumbled. “(Name), I think you’d better brace yourself.” You glanced up from pouring your apple juice. Lee Kihyun was coming towards you, his face looking more child-like and innocent than ever.

“Hey (Name)” He said.

“Can I take something for you?” He asked, gesturing to your glass and bowl.

“It’s okay.” You said, trying to give him a reassuring smile, but he wasn’t having it.

“Right.” He said. You turned to go to the table. Jiwoo and Hyeun trailing behind. “(Name), I’m so sorry.” He choked out.

“Oh, don’t worry.” You said. However the bruises on your stomach disagreed very much. “We all make mistakes.”

“I’m so sorry.” He repeated weakly, not seeming to have heard your words. “I really didn’t mean to, and I can’t believe I did it, but I’m so sorry and I never wanted to hurt you and I just can’t believe – ”

“Kihyun.” You said, trying to stop his guilt trip, but he went on.

“-And I did it in front of everyone and I must have hurt you so bad and oh God!” He glanced up at you.

“How bad is it?” He asked you. “How badly are you hurt?”

You hesitated…somehow you didn’t think telling him your stomach was black and blue would solve many problems. But he took your silence badly. “Oh God, will you ever be able to dance again? Oh God, what have I done?”

“Kihyun…”

“I swear I didn’t know I was doing it and God I didn’t think and now you’re hurt and you won’t be able to dance and oh God I – ”

“Kihyun!” You said loudly, making a few heads turn. His startled expression made him thankfully shut his mouth and you lowered your voice.

“Kihyun, it’s okay, you just made a mistake, that’s all.” He opened his mouth to say something, but you continued.

“And I most certainly still can dance, in fact I need to finish my breakfast so that I can get to tech, so don’t worry about it, okay?” Seeing his utterly downtrodden face, you put a hand on his shoulder. It was then that you noticed a pair of sharp brown eyes on you.

Park Jimin. He was sitting at the table with Jung Dawon and their other friends. His eyes was focused strongly on the polished wood of the table, his jaw muscle twitching. Oh God… Kim Namjoon made a joke and the boys excluding Dawon roared with laughter. Jimin, gave a half hearted smile and began picking at his food.

“I guess, I guess…” You frowned, realising Kihyun was still talking to you. His baby-brown eyes looked into yours. They weren’t outstanding compared to the vibrant ones you’d just been staring into. “Did I really not hurt you?”

“It was just a mistake, Kihyun.” You told him for the fifth time, trying to get it into his mind.

“Oh God, I did, didn’t I?” You sighed, but surrendered and gave a quick nod.

“Only a little, Kihyun. Just promise me that you have learnt your lesson?” This approach seemed to be working a little better.

He nodded weakly. “Good, now move on. I’m sure Madam Zhang can help you out with you technique.”

“Master Jinho has taken me out of Pas de Deux classes.” He mumbled, staring down miserably at his plate. “He says I’m not ready for them yet.”

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll be put back in soon, Kihyun.” You assured him, though you ashamedly thought that Master Jinho was making a good call. Kihyun wasn’t ready. You gently patted his back as he glumly picked up his spoon.

“Um…(Name)?” Hyeun’s voice warned you once again. “Might want to turn around.”

You spun in your chair, and found yourself staring up at none other than Shinn Taeyeon. She was dressed in a shimmering black and gold camisole leo, her white tights mostly concealed by thigh high black legwarmers. Her dyed strawberry blonde hair was done up in an intricately plaited bun, her pencilled eyebrows raised above two cold hazel eyes. “I take it you’re (Surname) (Name)?”

“Yes.” You said, frowning. Sitting down was making you feel somewhat vulnerable, so you slipped out of your chair and stood. Your belly screamed at the movement, but you forced your face to stay blank.

You realized that every table within the canteen had turned quiet.

Taeyeon looked you up and down. “Hmm, so not only do you have erotic dreams about my partner and dance with him, but you’re also the one I caught spying on him the other day.”

Unwillingly, you blushed, two angry splotches on both cheeks. She’d said it loud enough for the whole hall to hear.

“I wasn’t spying. I was observing.”

“Jimin doesn’t like people watching him.” She snapped.

“Then why doesn’t he say it for himself?” You asked, trying to inconspicuously glance at him. He, unlike everyone else, was looking away, his gaze frozen at a spot on his table.

“Tsk.” Taeyeon’s wild hiss brought you back to her. She’d seen where you had been looking. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? For Jimin to talk to you?”

You rolled your eyes. Good god this girl was immature. “May I ask why you’re being so obnoxious to me? Or do you welcome all new people to the school by public interrogation?”

She glared at you. “Jimin is my partner, and he doesn’t dance with anyone other than me. Particularly not a first year.”

“So you think I forced him to?” You asked her, raising your eyebrows. “That’s a little farfetched. He’s his own person.”

She put a hand on her hip. “You don’t know anything about Jimin.” She took a step forward, coming way too close for comfort. “Jimin’s not even – ”

“Taeyeon.” His strong voice rung out through the hall. He was standing by his table, his eyes fixed on Taeyeon, not once wavering to you.

“Stop this.” Taeyeon frowned, looking at him. He walked towards the two of you. “Miss (Surname) is one of my students and I was demonstrating with her. Nothing more.” He didn’t even acknowledge your existence. He lowered his voice so that only she could hear, but you heard anyway. “Taeyeon, what the hell are you doing?”

“Jimin, she – ”

His face darkened. “This is between you and me and nobody else. Particularly not the entire school.” He put a hand on the small of her back, straightening up. “Now let’s go.”

She send you a last angry glance before strutting out of the hall, gripping Jimin’s hand. The hall was filled with an eerie silence. Even the teachers were quiet. Only Master Jinho sat demurely, sipping his tea and reading his newspaper as if nothing had happened. Madame Hyejin sat with her hands folded in her lap, quietly watching the doorway where quick footsteps were slowly fading.

“Dear God! Little Chimmie’s got himself a conflict!” Min Yoongi roared, slapping his hand on the table. This seemed to release everyone from their hypnotised stares and they all began whispering excitedly amongst one another.

“Jeez.” Yuna whistled, blowing a lock of silver hair off her face. “That was weird.” You sunk back down into your chair. God, what had just happened?

“(Name’s) in dangerous waters now."Jongsoo said with a grin.

You shook your head. "I think I’ve already drowned in them. She’s going to kill me.”

“But you only danced with him.” Jiwoo exclaimed.

“That’s like saying, 'You only spent the day with Dylan O'Brien.’” Hyeun said. She looked at you with a new respect in her eyes.

“You’re freaking amazing!” She erupted. “It’s taken me a whole month plus the summer course to just get a few of the crappy second year guys to even know my name. Now the whole school knows who you are! You’re famous, (Name)! And this is like what, only your third day here?” She sighed. “You’re a legend.”

“Oh please.” Muttered Minjee, who you hadn’t even realized was at the table. “Who wants to be known for erotic dreams and getting into pre-lost arguments with Shinn Taeyeon? She killed (Name) up there.” She smirked at you. “You just stood there like an idiot.”

“Thanks, Minjee.” You sighed. “Your voice at these times is so reassuring to me.”

“Anytime.” She muttered, standing up with her plate and leaving.

You put your elbows on the table, holding head in your hands. You felt the same pain as yesterday. Seeing that total distaste in Jimin’s eyes. What was wrong with you? What had you done so wrong yesterday to offend him? Why was he completely ignoring you?

“(Name).” Jiwoo put a friendly hand on your wrist. “I know she can be kind of intimidating, but…”

“No, that’s not it.” You said, raising your head. You pushed your chair back and picked up your plate. The day had just begun but you were already worn out and confused. You dumped your dish at the counter and left the hall, feeling many pairs of eyes as you left. Great. Like Hyeun had said. 'You were famous now’

Meet Cute

Author: SaffreeLove

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: swearing, mention of thigh riding

Word Count: 906

Tagging @emilyevanston who is super awesome and gave me a great confidence boost that led to me actually publishing this and not leaving it on my drive for another few months.


You loved your local Comic Con. Four full days of letting your geek flag fly. Sitting in a huge conference hall with a thousand other fans dying over a new movie trailer or cast interviews.
Since you were a huge geek for Marvel and in particular the Winter Soldier, you were naturally rocking your Winter Soldier gear.

After an awesome day of panels and people watching you head back to your hotel. While waiting for the elevator to ascend from the lower lobby, you started checking your phone for tumblr and Instagram updates.

When the door opened, you stepped into the elevator, glancing up as you did. Somehow, your feet kept moving even though your breathing had come to a stuttering halt. With a small gasp, your head snapped forward to face the now closing doors. You stood there for about 20 seconds with the elevator not moving.

“Um, what floor did you need?”

Unable to speak in anything but squeaks, you leaned forward with a shaky hand to push the button for the 23rd floor. You could feel your heart attempting to beat its way out of your chest while a small tear threatened to leak out of the corner of your eye.

Sebastian Stan was standing in the elevator with you. Right there. Breathing the same air. And…….there was no way you were going to speak to him. This was something you had always promised yourself. This was his off time. He wasn’t working in this elevator. At a panel? Sure. At the meeting and greet? Of course. At the photo ops? Natch. But here on an elevator, when he’s likely heading back to his room after a long day of fan interactions? No fucking way. You were just going to have to hold on to your principles and cry later in your room about the amazing way he smelled. Oh shit, he really smelled good.

“Hey, are you okay?”

Yup, that’s it. Your mind couldn’t take it. It had cracked. You’re now hallucinating Seb talking to you.

“Hey, look. I’m pretty sure you know who I am. How about a picture? Or I could sign something? Would that make you feel better?”

Oh, and now you’ve died. That was the only explanation. Great. Your parents were going to be devastated. Your head turned slightly toward him. His whole body was angled at you with a look of sincere concern on his face. Holy shit. He had actually been talking to you. That hadn’t been your overactive imagination constructing some elaborate hallucination.

Finally coming to your senses, you shook your head and whispered, “No,” while your inner bitch cursed yourself out in three languages.

“Really? You sure? Cause I’m pretty sure that’s a Winter Soldier hoodie you’re wearing and I am, in fact, said Winter Soldier.”

Blushing, you shake your head again, take a steadying breath, and fully turn to look at him.

“You’re off the clock. I would never ask for that while you’re just going about trying to live your life. You are probably tired as shit after today and just want to fall into your hotel room. Not get accosted by overexcited fans.”

“Wow. I’ve never had anyone reject me quite like that before,” he said. Being so freaked out, you completely missed his smirk indicating he was teasing.

“What?!” you practically shouted. “Oh no, please don’t think I’m rejecting you! Believe me, I wouldn’t kick you outta bed for eating crackers. I mean, you’re you. You’re goofy and dorky and hot as fucking sin with those abs and chest and shoulders and thighs that are perfect for riding and face that just begs for kisses.”

You freeze when you realize what word vomit had just gushed out of your mouth. Even more heat flooded your face and neck.

“Ohmigod. I can’t believe I went there. I actually took it that direction. That’s not what you meant. Oh shit. Look, I’m just gonna be over here in the corner sinking into a shame spiral. Feel free to fully ignore me until we get to your floor, or any floor, if you need to escape the incredibly uncomfortable situation I’ve just created.”

Turning to the corner, you lightly thunk your head against the elevator wall. How could you have done this? The one person you had sworn to never make uncomfortable, you just accidentally insulted and then rambled about riding his thigh. Your chest ached when you realized that you were going to have to abandon your plan of going to his photo op tomorrow. No way could you show up there now. He obviously hates you and will be telling security to watch out for the crazy Winter Soldier fan.

Suddenly, you notice that Seb is laughing. You turn your head to look at him. He has the biggest grin on his face and maybe a touch of interest in his eyes.

“Are you doing anything right now? If not, wanna join me for some dinner?”

“What?”

“Dinner. You hungry?”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah, how about it?”

“But, I’m a fan. Shouldn’t you be worried about, I don’t know stalkers or something like that?”

“Well, judging from that little rant about me being off the clock I’d say you are probably that safest fan I could possibly be with, ever. So, dinner?”

“Umm, yes? How is that even a question?”

With that, the elevator doors opened you stepped out together.


Part 2

Melt with You (reader x Bucky)

I wanted to thank everyone for your kind reception to my first fan fic ever, Accidents Happen. I’m blown away by the number of likes, reblogs, and follows I’ve received. Thank you so much! I’m glad I took the leap and hit “post” when I almost didn’t. :)

I haven’t stopped thinking about what might happen next with the characters, and have a lot of time thinking at work, so I decided to do a follow-up story! I’m not sure if this will become a series type thing, but I know there’s more possible story to tell, so we shall see. :D 

Let me know your thoughts and comments! And please check out the notes at the end of post. :)

And thanks for the encouragement @you-and-bucky ! Hope you enjoy it :)


p.s. I tie music and lyrics to every part of my life, so naturally I put them in a story too. I hope the songs fit in well like I imagined. 

Part One  Part Two  Part Three  

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Melt with You (reader x Bucky)

Characters: Reader, Bucky, Steve

Summary: Occurs just after the events of Accidents Happen. Reader and Bucky become more emotionally intimate after getting physical ;) . They talk about the past and the possibility of a future.

Warnings: Sexy fluff I guess? Still not one for smut. :) One swear word (about the only time I’ll do that is in song lyrics)

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You breathed a happy sigh, tired and invigorated at the same time.

Lying on your stomach in bed, Bucky beside you drawing circles with his fingers on your bare back, there was nowhere else in the world you’d rather be. It was late morning by now, the past few hours spent making love, laughing, talking, and just enjoying each other’s company in your happy little cocoon.

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“Meeting in three.”

“Ok, thanks.” You responded to your fellow employee, gathering any material that you thought was going to be necessary.

“Come on, come on!” Your friend Jane walked into your office, so the both of you could go together.

“Alright,” You laughed while meeting her at the door and starting your way to the conference room.

“So how’s it like working for Harry?” She asked winking at you.

“You’re gross, you know that.” You shook your head laughing.

“Hey—he’s rich, handsome and young, you can’t get any better than that.”

“Well then why don’t you date him? I’m sure—“

“Good morning ladies.” You were cut off by Harry himself and looked at Jane.

“Morning, Mr. Osborn.” Your friend spoke, when you didn’t. “Oh would you look at that, I think he just checked you out… Oh crap, how long do you think he was behind us?” She asked, giving you a petrified look causing you to laugh.

“Hello everybody, please have a seat.”

To tell the truth, you were head over heels in love with Harry Osborn. You knew him from a young age; your mothers being best friends and always setting up play dates with you two. You were appreciative that he gave you a job working for him, but it only made it more difficult to conceal the fact. Now, here was your friend, shipping you and him like her life depended on it.

You snapped out of your thoughts and happened to catch Felicia Hardy, one of Harry’s assistant, leaning over whispering in his ear. She brought her hand to his chest and kept it there for a few seconds, before removing it when the guest speaker cleared his throat. You looked away, instantly becoming infuriated that she was all over him like that; and then in a meeting. You weren’t really the jealous type, but she definitely struck a nerve.

“Have the either of you came up with a plan to how we’re going to get the other big guys on board? Without the help of these other companies, we might as well throw in the towel now and forget about Project X3.”

“No Sir,” Felicia cleared her throat, “Although we can just keep G-Industries in the dark and use them as a last resort.”

“Harry?”

“I’m with her. We’ll wait out the other ones and come back to G if all else fails.”

Perhaps it was the fact that you were already wound up which made you speak. You, the quiet worker who sat in her office and never really socialized with anyone, now had the eyes of approximately twenty workers on her.

“I think we need to hit the other companies head on. Tell them our plans and make it seem like it’ll be crazy not to join in. I know, from experience, that G-Industries won’t take any deal we throw at them,” You stole a quick glance at Felicia and Harry and continued on, “These are all men who are willing to gamble and get their name known at anything. The longer we hold out on them, the better the chance something more advanced and impressive, goes up.” The whole room was staring at you and at any given moment you could have fell flat on your ass. Jane was probably the most shocked; her eyes as big as saucers and bottom jaw practically on the floor. The speaker gave you a look and leaned back in his chair.

“What is your name young lady?”

“Y/N Y/L/N, sir. I’m Mr. Osborn’s manager.” You replied, head held high, prepared to take any sarcastic or crude comment he’d throw your way.

“Well Miss. Y/L/N, you’re probably the first person I’ve met who hasn’t been afraid to speak their minds around me. I find your idea to be ‘a breath of fresh air’ if you know what I mean.”

“I also took the liberty to get in touch with some of my contacts to find out annual cost and expenses that each company has,” You put your folder down to pull out charts and slid them over to the man, “Here is some info about the four establishments we are most interested in.” You watched as he skimmed over the documents then back to you.

“How would you like to come work for me? I could use someone like you; on top of your game and fresh ideas.” He asked sitting upright.

“Now hold on,” Harry jumped up from his seat getting everyone’s attention, “Y/N works for me and I value her as an employee.”

“Miss. Y/L/N?” You looked back over and from the corner of your eye; you could see Harry still staring at you.

“I wouldn’t mind expanding.” You answered resulting in some quiet ‘oohs’ from a few of the male workers.

“Great, when you’ve made a final decision contact me,” He handed you a card with his number on it and flashed a smile, “ S.H.I.E.L.D. will be happy to have you.” You nodded and looked down at your watch.

“If you’ll excuse me,” You stole a glance from the card then back to him, “Mr. Fury I have another meeting to attend.” You shook the man’s hand and walked out with Jane feeling proud.

“Did that really just happen?” She questioned, trying to keep up with your fast pace.

“I think so.” You smiled at her quickly.

“Man, you should have seen Harry’s and Felicia’s face when he handed you his card.”

“I hadn’t noticed.” You muttered.

“Oh, speaking of—I gotta go.” You stopped walking when Jane broke away from you leaving you by yourself, or so you thought.

“What the hell was that?” Harry asked, making you turn around.

“What was what?”

“That back there! Saying how you’re willing to expand?”

“Exactly that Harry, I’m willing to expand my career outside of Oscorp. We’ve talked about this before when you first gave me a job.”

“I didn’t think it’d be anytime soon!” He yelled capturing the attention of some other employers. You gave them a smile and pushed Harry into your office which was thankfully close by.

“No, but you knew the day would come where I wasn’t working with you anymore…  Plus; you’ll have Felicia by your side, whether that’s on your bed or working, is up to you.” You turned on your heel for the door, but Harry grabbed your wrist, spinning you around.

“That’s what this is about? Felicia?” He laughed, making your blood boil.

“It’s more than that.” You shook your head.

“Really because all I’m seeing right now is you being jealous… Why?”

“I don’t have time for this right now, Harry. I was supposed to be at another meeting a few minutes ago.” You tugged your wrist away, which you hadn’t even notice he was still hanging onto, before walking out the door.

“You know I love you, right?” Harry yelled down the room, bringing everyone else to silence. You froze up, and nearly tripped over yourself. “Ever since we were kids, Y/N… And when you came to work for me, instead of moving with your family to Europe, you made me the happiest guy on Earth. You’ve given up any good thing that came your way to make sure I was ok—to make sure I was alright and the fact that you won’t be here anymore kills me. So please—don’t go.” You turned around and faced your friend, not even sure at this point if you would be able to get out any words.

“I-I have sacrificed many opportunities to protect you,”

“I know! I know you have Y/N.” Harry cut in and began walking to you, a grin spread on his face. You loved seeing him smile and it killed you to say the next part.

“So just this once can you look out for me and let me leave?”  

“What?” He stopped in front of you and swallowed the lump in his throat that had formed there so quickly.

“Do you remember when we were young and we played army together? We would get in trouble for wrestling and you’d tell my mom that being strong didn’t mean I’d have to be a boy. You always said I could be anything I wanted as long as my heart was in it and now that the chance has come along for me to make a name for myself; you’re telling me to stay?”

“If you go… who’s to say I’ll see you again? SHIELD is notorious for that and you know it.”

“No one’s to say… but it’s another sacrifice I’m willing to make.”

“So after he tells you he loves you, you’re going to leave?” An older coworker asked amongst the silence that lay between you and Harry.

“It’s too late,” You answered looking at her from the corner of your eye, “You should have said something sooner.” Your eyes met the ones in front of you.

“After all we’ve been through; you’re willing to throw it all away—for what? To work with Captain America?”

“You know I’ve wanted to work at SHIELD for a while, Harry.”

“Yeah! But the fact that you’re so willing to leave so easily, isn’t sitting with me right Y/N! I love you and I want to keep you by my side, but you just want to leave.” He yelled, beginning to walk closer to you again

“If you love me like you said, you wouldn’t have another woman all over you! A man would own up to his feelings and do something about it! The only reason you’re saying all this now is because you see me slipping away! If I wouldn’t have said anything at the meeting, how much longer were you going to stay quiet? How much longer was I supposed to keep the fact that I am utterly in love with you bottled up? Face it Osborn, you can’t have everything!” You yelled back and headed to the elevator, the wait for the doors to open feeling like eternity.

“Son,” The older coworker spoke up once again drawing Harry’s attention, “If there’s anything old age has taught me, it’s to never stop fighting for the things that you love.” She smiled when Harry ran after you, making it inside the elevator just as the doors shut.

“Harry just don’t, I have—” You were cut off by his lips crashing onto yours. One of his hands gently, but firmly balled a fist of your hair while the other pulled you closer to his body.

“I was scared alright…” He said, his lips brushing against yours. “I was scared to tell you, I didn’t know you felt the same.”

“I have loved you for a while, Harry Osborn.” You smiled, placing your forehead against his.

“Does that mean you’ll stay?” He asked, drawing himself away from you even though he didn’t want to.

“I didn’t say that.”  

“Are you serious?” He questioned, throwing his hands in the air.

“Just kiss me, we can talk later.” You said grabbing his collar and crashing your lips to his this time.

“Kiss me all you want,” He got out as he pecked down your neck, “That doesn’t mean… I’m going… To. Just. Let. You. Go. That easily.” His mouth connected with your skin in the rhythm of his words.

“You have about fifteen floors to make me stay,” You groaned as he found your sweet spot, “That’s granted we don’t have to stop for other people.”

“Well then, I guess desperate times call for desperate measures.” The side of his fist hit the emergency stop button, making the elevator stay in its place. “Its thirty minutes before the fire department comes to get us out, right?” You bit your bottom lip nodding and Harry went on to unrelentingly convince you to stay with him.

▪■ ———TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSSACRE SENTENCE STARTERS.

* triggering content below, proceed to read/reblog with caution!

’ If I have any more fun today I don’t think I can take it! ’
’ They just shoot a bolt in their head, and then retract it. ’
’ I like meat. Please change the subject! ’
’ I think we just picked up Dracula. ’
’ I just can’t take no pleasure in killing. ’
’ There’s just some things you gotta do. ’
’ There’s just some things you gotta do. Don’t mean you have to like it. ’
’ Those girls… those girls don’t wanna go messin’ round no old house! ’
’ Hey man, you ever go in that slaughter room or whatever they call it? ’
’ The place where they shoot cattle in the head with that big air gun? ’
’ Oh, that gun’s no good. ’
’ They die better that way. ’
’ I was in there once with my uncle. ’
’ The old way… with a sledge! ’
’ You see, that way’s better. They die better that way. ’
’ With the new way… people were put out of jobs. ’
’ Did you do that? ’
’ I was the killer! ’
’ Look what your brother did to the door! ’
’ You… you damn fool! You ruined the door! ’
’ And, and I thought you was in a hurry! ’
’ My family’s always been in meat. ’
’ That’s the last goddamn hitchhiker I ever pick up. ’
’ Come on, guys; quit goofing on me. ’
’ It is all the more tragic in that they were young. ’
’ You could have dinner with us… ’
’ You could have dinner with us… my brother makes good head cheese! ’
’ Shut up, you bitch hog! ’
’ You just shut up and remember you’re just the cook! ’
’ Look… I got some good barbecue here! ’
’ There’s no need to do that! ’
’ Just take it easy now. ’
’ Graverobbing in Texas is this hour’s top news story. ’
’ A second body was found in a ditch near the perimeter of the cemetery. ’
’ No suspects are in custody as the investigation at the scene continues. ’
’ Have you been doing those Reader’s Digest ‘Word-Power’ columns again? ’
’ Things happen here about, they don’t tell about. I see things. ’
’ You see, they say that it’s just an old man talking. ’
’ You laugh at an old man, it’s them that laughs and knows better. ’
’ What’s that stench? ’
’ Pinch yourself and you may find out that it is. ’
’ You work at that place? The slaughter house? ’
’ How’d you get stuck way out here? ’
’ A whole family of Draculas! ’
’ Would you fill ‘er up, please? ’
’ What? You’re all out of gas? ’
’ Mayby not even ‘til tomorrow morning. ’
’ I’ve seen something like that up that way. ’
’ Those things is dangerous. You’re liable to get hurt. ’
’ You don’t want to go fooling around other folks’ property. ’
’ If some folks don’t like it… they don’t mind showing you. ’
’ Somebody must’ve carried him when he was little. ’
’ I had to lock up the shop and turn the lights off. ’
’ Oh, I wish they hadn’t let the place fall apart. ’
’ You like this face? ’
’ Why, it never took more than one lick they say. ’
’ You don’t think that guy tried to follow us, do you? ’
’ Well, I mean there’s no way that he could follow us. ’
’ Why, he did sixty cattle in five minutes once. ’
’ I don’t think I’m gonna be able to take it! ’
’ Now it looks like the birthplace of Bela Lugosi. ’
’ Yeah, it’s an old two-story rock house that sitting up on a hill. ’
’ Transport woun’t be here until late this afteroon. ’
’ I got an uncle who works in a slaughter house. ’
’ So, where you heading, man? ’
’ Oh, no. Capricorn’s ruled by Saturn. ’
Paladins on Valentines Day
  • Lance: So I made this amazing card for Allura. Isn't it cool, like me? * tooth shine *
  • Hunk: Yeah, totally... I made Shay some cookies.
  • Pidge: Make sure they won't chip her teeth!
  • Hunk: They're not made of sculltrite this time!
  • Pidge: * snickers *
  • Keith: * looks at Shiro then at his lame card *
  • Lance: Woah! Keith has a card!! Who is it for? Is it for Allura? Tough! My card is way better!
  • Keith: Its not for Allura.... *
  • Lance: Who is it for? Your dagger?
  • Keith: No....
  • Keith: Its..... For..... Shiro.......
  • Lance: Oh... HEY SHIRO!
  • Shiro: What is it now, Lance?
  • Lance: Keith made a card for you.
  • Pidge: Yeah. Its totally lame.
  • Hunk: It can't be that lame. * looks at the card * Yeah. Its totally lame.
  • Keith: * gives shiro the card *
  • Shiro: * reads the card * You're so fine... Be mine...
  • Shiro: ......
  • Shiro: Pfft... * laughs *
  • Pidge: * laughs *
  • Hunk: * cackles *
  • Lance: * wheezes *
  • Keith: * blushes *
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Summary: Reader surprises Bucky + Bucky has a kink for chokers

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, choker kink, S M U T ! ! !

Word count: 2467

A/N: I don’t really like this but eh + decided to mesh 3 requests into 1 and probably failed so. Let me know what you think!

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Originally posted by sophie-in-the-tardis

“Alright, Y/N. You start and the rest will follow.”

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Sweet Dreams (J mads x reader)

tw: Thomas being kind of a douche, some bad life advice, alcohol (if that’s a trigger?)

“C’mon, James. everyone knows you like her, hell, she probably even knows you like her, so just ask her out already,” Thomas pleaded to his best friend James Madison.

“No, Jefferson,” Madison sighed.

You had gone to the bar tonight with your two best friends James Madison and Thomas Jefferson since they had the night off from cabinet meetings. You were currently in the restroom while they were talking. 

“You can be smooth if you want to if that’s what your worried about. Look, just add some compliments and some winks and all the girls, including (y/n) will be after you,” Thomas concluded while taking a sip of his expensive whiskey.

‘That’s not what I’m worried about. Thomas, what if she doesn’t like me? What then? Did you think about that? Do you realize how that could change the entire dynamic of our friendship? (Y/n)’s an amazing person. I don’t want to lose her friendship over something like that.”

Thomas sighed. “Look, you’re thinking way to hard. Just drink some liquor and let it do the talking.”

“Sure, like that works for you?” Madison replied sarcastically.

“Hey, well I’m not the one who can’t get the girl he likes.”

“Touche.”

“You better hope I don’t make a move on her first Jamesy!” Thomas chugged down some more liquor while James glared at him. “Oh look, here comes (y/n) now!”

“Sorry for taking so long, the line was out the door!” you chuckled as you flagged down the bar maid ordering a glass.

“Her’s is on James here!” Thomas yelled as the bar maid nodded and went to go get another glass.

“Oh, James, you don’t have to..”

“No, it’s totally fine, (y/n). I’m not exactly broke, you know,” James said with a nervous laugh, unsure of Thomas’s next move.

The bar maid handed you your glass and you began to sip some of the mead.

“You look mighty beautiful tonight, (y/n). Almost pretty enough to make the Goddess Aphrodite bow to you,” Thomas said as he smirked towards James.

“Yeah…definitely, (y/n)…gorgeous…” Madison stammered.

“Oh stop it you two! The both of you are quite dashing tonight as well, if I might say.”

As the night went on, the conversation continued like this, Thomas making a flirty comment and James trying to do the best damage control as he could while still trying to flatter you. It was about 11:30 when you looked at the clock on the wall.

“My goodness! It’s starting to get late boys. I guess I’d better get headed home before anyone starts getting too worried,” you say.

“Ahh, but how about you spend the night at my house, eh?” Thomas winked at you before taking another sip of the liquor in front of him. He looks over at James but it’s too late. He realizes he just crossed a line he should have never gone across. 

“Thomas, can you please stop harassing (y/n). She came here to just wind down and drink some mead but you just keep making vulgar comments and it is quite unsettling to watch. So I suggest you go home now.” he quipped, clenching his fists.

You had never seen James ever get so clearly agitated with anyone. Usually, as angry as he gets is a few well-stated jabs, but it was the tone in his voice. It kind of scared you. But it also was kind of attractive to see his chivalry. 

“(Y/n), I apologize for Thomas’s behavior. I’ll walk you home.” He quickly paid for the drinks, grabbed his coat, and was out the door with you by his side.

You two had walked in silence for a few minutes before you said, “You know, you really didn’t have to do that. I know Thomas was just drunk off his ass and didn’t mean it.”

“Well, that’s only part of the reason…well, never mind.”

“Never mind what, James?”

“You see, he was doing it to…uhh..well, mess with me.”

“And why would that mess with you?”

He stopped in his tracks. He began fidgeting and looking at the floor.

“James?” you said cautiously while using your hand to bring his chin up so his eyes met yours.

“I’m in love with you (y/n). And I was too afraid to act on my feelings. And his weird Thomas logic thought it might encourage me to make a move.”

“I guess it worked then.”

“What worked?”

“Thomas got you to admit your feelings to me. And, I feel the same way.”

“Wait, YOU DO?!?”

“Of course I do. I mean, how couldn’t I?”you say with a smile.

“This is so amazing, (y/n)! I never thought that would be the truth!”

He hugged you. I was warm and cozy with the wonderful overlapping smell of books and mint cologne with a bit of alcohol. You walked the rest of the way to your house with your arms linked enjoying each other’s company. 

When you finally arrived at your destination, the two of you finally broke apart. 

“James, thank you for tonight.”

“The pleasure was all mine, my darling (y/n).”

You leaned in and kissed his cheek.

“Goodnight, James.”

“Sweet Dreams, (y/n). 

marquiis-de-la-baguette  asked:

jOhNnY bOy NOOO why would u !!! I hope this is like just a dream or something Why???? WOULD????YOU????HURT?????MY SMOL????¿BABE JOHN????????!?!?!??? he deserve the world and u know it

hey technically, John hurt himself. big tip guys: look both ways before crossing the street. Besides that, OH POOR JOHN HE DESERVES SO MUCH BETTER D:

Wonder Woman

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Paring: Winchestersxfriend!reader
Word count: 850
Warnings: Swearing
Request: Anonymous. Hey. This is a kinda personal request. I have depression and anxiety and from what I’ve read it does fatigue people out. My energy doesn’t last very long and that upsets people. My mom and I got into a screaming match the other day. I slept in too late and apologized but she told me that my depression is made up and that I need to get over it. We made up later but I can’t stop remembering it. Can u do something where Sam and dean say something like that to reader and then make it up to her?


One thing you hated was how tired you felt no matter how much sleep you’d gotten. Between your meds, and the mental strength it took you to get through the day- it was hard to fight. You did your best, trying to make it through the day without falling asleep in random places.

However, you could only fight the fatigue so long. It would get to the point where you had no choice but to pass out. Coffee did nothing for you. Energy drinks didn’t help. NOTHING you had tried over the years helped. At all. No matter what you did, you were left feeling like a zombie without the craving for brains.

You were helping the boys in the library when you were hit with what felt like a train of pure exhaustion. Your chin was resting in the palm of your hand when your eyes got heavy, and you began to feel your head droop. Jerking yourself awake, you yawned. It was one of those days.

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Fire Emblem: Fates Request

Requester: Cinematic Anon

Prompt: Hoshidan + Nohrian siblings reaction to the cutscenes they’re featured in? Ryoma/Xander/Hinoka/Camilla/Takumi/Leo = you have to fight them and they do a dramatic entrance… Sakura/Elise = meeting you (again in Elise’s case) and where they smile and be kawaii (That Hinocopter scene gets me every time)

Notes: I haven’t played Revelations, and I don’t remember a cutscene for Sakura or Elise for the other games. So sorry, I couldn’t find a Birthright/Conquest scene for them either, so I took them out. Sorry again!


Ryoma:

○ Is stone faced and silent the whole time so no one knows what he’s thinking

○ Critiques the animation of Raijinto like ‘that’s not exactly what it looks like’

○ Also iffy about the fire and will probably mention that he can’t actually do that

○ Won’t say it but he’s pretty happy overall because he thinks he looked super cool. You can totally tell by the grin on his face though

Hinoka:

○ Grins because she thinks she looks cool

○ Silently fangirls over the presence of her pegasus

○ Sneaks in her quote when she can in real life

○ Starts practicing to see if she can actually do that helicopter move

Takumi:

○ Pretty smug because it shows how capable he is - not only does he have a legendary weapon but he’s leading an army too

○ Pretty satisfied with the way they showed off the Fujin Yumi

○ Gets a little more dramatic with his entrances because ‘oh hey I look cool’

○ Totally argues with Leo over who had the better scene. Like he’s ready to fight about it.

Xander:

○ Happy they made him look measured

○ A tiny bit jealous that his scene isn’t as dramatic or cool as the others

○ Still appreciates the hard work of those who animated and makes sure to send his regards

○ Grows to like it more and more the more he sees it.

Camilla:

○ Is grieved at even the thought of having to fight her precious sibling and is rather sad

○ Will later admit that she looked great during the cutscene though and is lowkey pleased about that

○ Gets a little extra clingy with Corrin for a while like ‘you’d never really live your big sister and make her do that would you?’

○ Wishes her wyvern got more time because it’s a dear

Leo:

○ Smirks in pride because he looks cool

○ Gets everyone to watch his cutscene but highkey tries not to seem desperate

○ Taunts Takumi because ‘my cutscene is cooler than yours’

○ Is a little extra proud of him magic for a while and is even happier to show off than he usually is

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Anonymous said:Dating Cora Hale would include? Please?? 🐺


Yes! I would love to! I hope that you enjoy it, anon!


Not my gif. Gif credit goes to the amazing creators!


Dating Cora Hale would include:


- Grumpy Cora.

- Dealing with more than one Hale.

- Whenever she or Derek wear sunglasses you always say “EVERYONE! WATCH OUT! HERE COMES A HALE STORM!

- Being the only one that Cora trusts, - other than her big brother-.

- Cora being protective of you.

- Cora caring for you all of the time.

- Cora walking or driving you home at night because she worries that something may happen to you.

- Movie nights.

- Ordering pizza at 3 am because you two get super hungry.

- Sleeping over at her house.

- Her sneaking into your bedroom window every night to lay with you and make sure that nothing happens to you.

- “Touch her and I’ll rip your tongue out of your mouth.

- “Flirt with my girlfriend again Stiles and I’ll punch your face so hard it’ll indent the wall.

- Cora hearing your heart beat quicken whenever she kisses you or touches you.

- “Are you nervous?

- “No!

- Always getting hurt which makes Cora mad.

- Cora fiercely protecting you when under attack because she can’t lose you.

- Laying your head in her lap as she plays with your hair until you fall asleep.

- Late night talks until the two of you giggle and then fall asleep.

- Cuddling with Cora when no one is around.

- Stiles and the pack always teasing the two of you for being together.

- “Stiles, shut up if you know what’s good for you.

- “That’s my girl!

- You and Cora ruthlessly bothering Derek and Peter for your own entertainment.

- “Don’t be a sour wolf, Cora.

- Cora showing up at your school to get you to ditch the day and spend it with her instead.

- “I can’t! I have a project due.

- “Yeah, and? Just give a crummy excuse like you had explosive diarrhoea or something.

- “Explosive diarrhoea?

- “It was the first thing that I thought of.

- “You’re weird.

- You asking Cora random questions about what it’s like to be a werewolf.

- “Does that mean you poop in the backyard?

- “Oh my God, (Y/N)! Shut up!

- You always pouting at Cora when you don’t get your way.

- “Nice try, but not this time, (Y/N).

- Cora always giving you the puppy dog eyes which makes you cave.

- “I hate you.

- “No you don’t. You loooove me.

- Pinching Cora’s cheeks because she’s so adorable.

- Pissing off Cora.

- Sex.

- Lot’s of hand holding.

- Learning how to fight.

- Watching Cora train.

- Intense high fives whenever you two own someone.

- “Oh dang! We got game guuuurl!

- Cora constantly getting lost in your eyes.

- “What are you staring at?

- “You.

- Cora always looking at your butt when you walk in front of her.

- “Eyes on the back of my head.

- “But I like this view better!

- Listening to Cora whine whenever she doesn’t get her way.

- Going to South America with her.

- Being awkward whilst stalling Derek for Stiles only to have Cora smack her forehead with her own hand.

- “You suck at this, (Y/N)!

- “Hey! I get nervous okay?

- “You’re a dork!

- “But you love me!

- Cora always fixes you up when you get hurt.

- “Stop moving.

- “But it hurts!

- “Just shut up and kiss me you loser.

- Teaching Cora that it’s not nice to beat up people.

- “But what if they deserve it?

- “Like how?

- “By flirting with my girlfriend and looking at her.

- “Then demolish them.

- Cora getting very jealous of anyone that goes near you.

- “Are you jealous, Cora?

- “NOOOOOOOOO!

- Cora’s intense sassy sarcam.

- Sassy Cora.

- Heated arguments that end up being rough make out sessions.

- Fluffy Cora.

- Being Cora’s anchor.

- “I don’t know what I’d do without you, (Y/N).

- “Awe don’t be sappy Cora!

- “I’m not, just stating the truth.

- You practically crying whenever Cora says something sweet because she rarely ever does sweet things for you.

- Cora always trying her best to make you happy.

- Piggy back rides.

- Cora trying to make you tougher but it fails because you’re too sweet and innocent.

- All of the Hale’s protecting you.

- Being close to Boyd.

- Comforting Cora when Boyd dies.

- Curling up together in bed and holding hands whilst Cora soothes you with her voice until you fall asleep because she knows you have trouble falling asleep.


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♡Seokjin♡:

You’re not exactly sure who suggested it, but somehow all 7 of the members and yourself had ended up sitting in a circle with a glass bottle placed in the middle. You had all ended up agreeing to play the childish game of spin the bottle.

While some of the members were more drunk than others, you and your boyfriend Jin remained sober, taking on the responsibility of taking care of the others instead. The group was a mixture laughter and obnoxious commentary.

For the most part, a lot of the dares and truths had stayed pretty modest. However, as the game drew on, you could tell that the youngest of the group, Jungkook, was beginning to bore with the game.

“Want to play something else?” You offered.

He shook his head as his lips drew up to a devilish smirk, “nah, let’s just make things more interesting.”

You should’ve realized then that he was probably up to no good, but instead you raised an eyebrow and ignored the comment.

When it was finally his turn again, he let out a small giggle before looking up at you, “Y/N, truth or dare?”

“Dare,” you answered without any hesitation.

He smiled wide, “I dare you to kiss Jimin-hyung.”

The group fell quiet. You coughed awkwardly as you glanced at Jin sitting beside you, “Jungkook, I have a boyfriend.”

“Ahh come on,” he egged on, “it’s just a game.”

You narrowed your eyes at the little shit, knowing he wouldn’t stop until he got what he wanted. You turned towards Jin and silently asked if it was okay, he nodded and didn’t look as bothered as you thought he would.

With his permission, you slowly made your way to Jimin and sat awkwardly beside him.

You both nervously glanced at each other before you figured it was better to just rip it off like a band-aid and get it over and done with. Hesitating for only a second longer, you closed the distance between you two, resulting in the rowdy laughter and cheering of the boys.

You were both flushed with embarrassment as you drew apart. You quickly rushed back to your spot beside Jin and hid your face in his shoulder. He simply chuckled.

It wasn’t until all the members had headed off to their rooms and you and Seokjin were left alone, that he began acting all pouty.

“Seokjin…” you started as you placed a hand on his shoulder,  but he shook it off and got up. He began walking towards his bedroom.  

“Seokjin,” you called after him as he sauntered away, “ I asked you if you were okay with it and you said that you were.”

Jin abruptly stopped and turned around with a playful smile on his face, “I am…” he paused and wiggled his eyebrows, “so, how was it?”

You smacked on his arm, upset at his acting skills, “goddammit Jin, don’t pretend like that! I thought you were actually mad!”

He let out a laugh, determined to tease the hell out of you, “answer the question. Jimin has luscious lips but so do I. Who’s the better kisser?”

Seokjin,” you said warningly. 

“Good answer,” he said cockily before bending down, placing a kiss on your lips.

Originally posted by vminv

♡Yoongi♡:

You should’ve known better. You should’ve known better than to stay in the same room as Taehyung alone. The second Yoongi had introduced you as his “friend”, Taehyung’s interest in you had began. When he found out you two were actually dating, he was devastated. His feelings however, no matter how hard he tried, would not fizzle out. At first he’d make passes at you here and there, but you’d ignore them as best as you could. You had no feelings for him. When they began to get out of hand you confronted him and he stopped. You deluded yourself into thinking he may have actually finally gotten over you the day you agreed to meet up with him at the dorms. He had told you he needed your help planning a surprise birthday gift for Yoongi, what you found when you got there was far more surprising. Taehyung was pissed drunk. Your motherly instincts getting the better of you, you helped him to bed. That was your first mistake. Your second mistake was when you didn’t shake off his grip when he asked you to stay. In a matter of seconds he had yanked your body down towards him and landed a sloppy kiss on your lips. You immediately pushed him off and on your hurry to leave the dorm you ran straight into Yoongi. He immediately smiled, surprised and delighted to see you. However, worry etched his face when he noticed how fluster you looked but right before he could ask you, Taehyung came out of the bedroom stumbling after you, “Y/N I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to-”

Yoongi glanced between the two of you and his eyes slightly hardened as he pulled you closer towards him and gave Taehyung the coldest stare you’d ever seen, “ You didn’t mean to what?” Yoongi was far from oblivious. He knew about the crush Taehyung had for you but he always laughed it off as being a cute joke. 

“I-uh-” Taehyung stuttered.

You knew Yoongi valued the truth above anything else so you told him, “he kissed me.”

What?” Yoongi’s hard voice rang through the dorms. You instantly saw his eyes flare with anger and his body tense. Before he could make a move towards the younger boy you gently tugged on his sleeve, “he’s drunk Yoongi. He doesn’t know what he’s doing.”

“Because that makes it so much better, right?”

“Of course not, but maybe we should wait until he’s sober to talk.”

“Y/N-” you heard Taehyung murmur. 

You turned to glare at him, “I warned you the last time you tried to pull a similar stunt. We’re no longer friends Taehyung.”

Originally posted by mn-yg

♡Hoseok♡:

You were the last person people expected Hoseok to like. You were complete opposites, but that only made him more drawn to you. He loved that he was on of the few people that could make you smile so brightly, and without realizing it he ended up falling head over heels for that smile and its owner. He wasn’t the only one though. While Hoseok was attracted to your differences, Namjoon was attracted to your similarities. While you had begun to suspect about Namjoon’s feelings towards you, you had no idea about Hoseok’s . It was hard to tell the difference in his actions considering he was always so nice to everyone. If you had known then maybe you wouldn’t have let it happen. You’re not exactly sure how it happened anyways. You had only ever really had platonic feelings towards Namjoon. You were both in the middle of another one of your deep conversations when Namjoon suddenly turned towards you.

"What?” You asked when he just continued to stare at you deeply as you talked.

“I love talking to you, Y/N.”

“I love talking to you too Namjoon,” you laughed, unsure of where this was coming from.

“I-I also love how well you understand me,” he continued.

“Namjoon…”

“I think I’m in love with you,” and that’s when he began to lean closer.

You were completely shocked by his words that you couldn’t move. All you could do as his lips pressed against yours was stay unmoving.

Namjoon placed his hand behind his neck awkwardly as he pulled away, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to do that. I don’t expect you to feel the same way…I just wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I didn’t feel your lips at least once.”

You were about to answer when your eyes awkwardly shifted towards the outside of his bedroom door and that’s when you saw Hoseok. There was a flash of hurt on his face but the second he caught your gaze he looked away and resumed walking to the dorm’s entrance.

Namjoon was an understanding person, so when you explained to him that you didn’t feel that way about him, you weren’t surprised as to how well he took it. Although you felt bad, you knew it was better than to lead him on. He was one of your closest friends after all.

On your way out of the dorms you ran into a very distressed and disheartened looking Hobi pacing outside.

“Hey,” you said with a small smile.

His head flipped to look at you, “oh- hi.”

“Did you see…?”

He looked a little embarrassed about the fact that he had been eavesdropping but he nodded, knowing it was pointless to lie since you had caught him anyways.

“Well we aren’t dating or anything…I don’t like him in that way,” you stated and immediately cringed. You weren’t sure of your own feelings towards Hoseok but you had come to suspect that he was the one you felt more than friendly feelings towards, considering you always felt the need to clarify that you and Namjoon were just friends.

“Oh?” He sounded surprised, but his eyes now held a glint of hope.

You’re not exactly sure what came over you, it was as if your mouth had a mind of it’s own as you blurted, “I think you’re the one I like Hoseok.”

His eyes widened and jaw slightly slackened, unable to believe your words. He had never felt as if he was as worthy of you as Namjoon was. He was always jealous of the fact that you and Namjoon could connect so intellectually and always lowered himself.

“But- Namjoon’s smart.”

Your eyes scrunched in confusion, “yes and so are you. I don’t see what this has to do with what I just said.”

“I mean- I like you too Y/N, I like you a lot but it’s just…why would you like someone like me?”

“‘Someone like you’ what the fuck is that supposed to mean? Am I not allowed to like you?” You said, upset by his words.

“No! It’s not that it’s just-”

“For fucks sake Hoseok stop underestimating yourself. Do you know how much of amazing person you are?”

“Y/N…”

You sighed and lowered your eyes shyly, which was a rare emotion to be shown by you, “this probably makes me sound like a horrible person but…when Namjoon confessed earlier I was kind of disappointed that it wasn’t you who was sitting in front of me telling me they liked me.”

The whole time you were talking, Hoseok inched closer towards you until finally he reached you and gently cupped your cheek. He was so overjoyed by your words, that he didn’t know what to do with himself. The second you finished, he leaned his face down to meet yours, “then let me confess now.”

Originally posted by jinkooks

♡Namjoon♡:

He had seen it coming. However, he could hardly prepare himself as he happened to witness you leaning in to give Yoongi a kiss in the kitchen. 

Namjoon held his breath as he anxiously waited to see how Yoongi would respond. It wasn’t the first time you’d kiss him…nor would it be the last. See you and Yoongi had…a “special” friendship. Supposedly, a no-strings-attached friendship, but Namjoon knew better. Namjoon knew you had deeper feelings for Yoongi. That didn’t stop him from developing feelings for you though. He couldn’t help it. No matter how hard he tried to ignore his feelings for you, you still haunted his every thought. 

He hated how Yoongi led you on. He was selfish, he knew your feelings for him and yet he never could do the right thing and tell you that there was no hope for you two. He was in it for his own pleasure and satisfaction, but Namjoon could hardly comment on anything since Yoongi barely ever gave him the chance to before he’d change the subject.

It was unfair. The whole thing left a bitter taste in his mouth. You deserved someone who truly appreciated you. Someone who didn’t take you for granted, someone who could cherish you and make every moment memorable for you, some who could give their entire heart to you…someone like him.

But of course, you only saw him as a brotherly figure. Someone whom you could freely gush about Yoongi too and confess all the things that you shouldn’t feel for him. As much as it pained him to hear you talk so fondly of his friend, he would endure it. Any second he got to spend with you, regardless of how you two spent it, was worth while to him. 

Namjoon was madly in love with someone he knew could never truly be his. 

Originally posted by jinkooks

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Jealousy (Reid/Reader)

Requested by anon via my ask box: could you write a spencer x reader where the reader (same age idk ur the writer) use to bully spencer in high school, and they later join the bau. spencer is all nervous, but it turns out he actually had a crush on the reader even through high school, and it ends all fluffy? thank youuuuuu

Thank you so much for the request! This was a little confusing to write since in canon, Spencer graduated high school at age 12. I made it so that the Reader and Spencer are the same age, and the Reader is a child prodigy as well (not quite like Reid, but still enough to be in high school as a pre-teen). Enjoy!

Title: Jealousy
Pairing: Reid x Reader
Rating: T+
Words: 1613
Warnings: There’s some mild language. Also, as per request, there’s some bullying to my poor precious Spencer Reid (in the past). Nothing too extreme this time!


1994
You made your way to your seat in Calculus, pulling out the homework from the previous night. Spencer was already in his seat, pen in hand and paper in front of him. “Did you finish it?” he asked.

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Heart Sutra-Part 2

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Part 1

Pairing: Jared x Reader

Warnings: none really-first date fluff

Word Count: 1357

A/N: Thanks again to @impalaimagining for looking over this for me! I know she’s loving it so I hope you guys do too! I’ve got some fun ideas for future parts!!!

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