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Following my AUs and Prompts List from a few months back, here is a compilation of my favorite sentence starters for all your writing needs.

Because most of them aren’t mine, credits are at the end.


“Marry me.”

“Do you want me to leave?”

“You are not going without me.”

“I can’t believe you!”

“I swear it won’t happen again.”

“What did you say?”

“I’m not jealous.”

"You’re jealous, aren’t you?”

“We can’t keep doing this.”

“Are you sure this is legal?”

“Isn’t this amazing?”

“I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

“Stay the night. Please.”

“You can’t die. Please don’t die.”

“Run away with me.”

“You did WHAT?”

“Quit whining.”

“Get outta my sight!”

“Why are you so annoying?”

“Were you ever going to tell me?”

"Never in a million years.”

“Don’t ask me that…”

“I might have had a few shots.”

“What’s with the box?”

“W- What are you doing?”

“Say it!”

“I could kiss you right now!”

“Are you done with that?”

“What’s going on here?”

“Stop pinning this on me! You started it!”

“It’s your fault we’re in this mess.”

“Did you do this on purpose?!”

“Kiss me.”

“Are you still awake..?”

“Excuse you?”

“This is all your fault!”

“I can’t believe you dragged me into this.”

“Don’t give me that look! It wasn’t my fault!”

“I shouldn’t be in love with you!”

“It’s not fair!”

“I could kill you right now!”

“Knock it off!”

“Screw you!”

“You’re a complete moron!”

“I love this song!”

“I can’t be in love with you!”

“Make me.”

“Don’t tempt me.”

“I hate you.”

“You are infuriating!”

“Just shut up already.”

“That doesn’t even make sense.”

“Bite me.”

“Eat me.”

“Kiss my ass.”

“Just admit I’m right.”

“Just admit you’re wrong.”

“You are being ridiculous!”

“That’s irrational.”

“Listen to me!”

“That’s not what I meant and you know it.”

“Don’t yell at me.”

“That’s it. End of discussion.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“You shouldn’t have said that.”

“Fuck you!”

“Shut your mouth before I shut it for you.”

“How dare you?”

“I dare you!” 

“It’s you, it’s always been you.” 

“Well this is awkward…”

“Just pretend to be my date”.  


“Are you really gonna leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”

“The planet is fine. The people are fucked.”

“I just did some calculations, and I’ve been able to determine that you’re full of shit.”

“You know what I like most about people? Pets.”

“Do you ever think if people heard our conversations they’d lock us up?”

“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.”

“I don’t hate you.. I just don’t like that you exist.”

“Love is the jelly to sunshine’s peanut butter. And if I tell you that I’m in sandwich with you, I’m not just saying it to get in your Ziploc bag.”

“Do things that make you happy within the confines of the legal system.”

“Did you really just insult Captain America in front of me?”

“Can I touch your boob?”

“It’s not that you’re wrong, exactly, you’re just extremely not right.”

“You shouldn’t be trusted with small children, should you?”

“Give me cake or give me death.”

“On a scale from, ’I can sometimes make important phone calls without crying’ to ’I have a stable job with a steady income, a spouse who loves me, a dog, and two kids who are screwed up minimally at worst’, how much of an adult are you?”

“You think I’m dumb enough to fall for that stupid move?”

“Despite the cliche, it’s not me, it’s you.”

“Obviously you can’t tell a woman you just met that you love her, but it sucks that you can’t.”

“No, it was my fault for thinking that you might care.”

“When you love someone, you just don’t stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then. Specially then!”

“If you’re not scared, then you’re not taking a chance. If you’re not taking a chance, then what the hell are we doing anyway?”

“I think I’ve been holding myself back from falling in love with you all over again.”

“What have I told you about the toilet seat?”

“I tried to change the duvet and I got stuck inside.”

“I vote today to be a pajama day.”

“You have to tell me why were committing a felony before we do it. Not that that’s going to stop us, but at least I’ll have all the facts.”

“I don’t leave messages. If I wanted to talk to a machine, I’d talk to my VCR.”

“I can be flexible. As long as everything is exactly the way I want it, I’m totally flexible.”

“You know we’re suppose to be together. I knew it the first time I saw you, and you know it, too. I know you do.”

“Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”

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

“What I hear when I’m being yelled at is people caring loudly at me.”

“I am NOT crying, okay?! I’m allergic to jerks!”

“This would not happen if I had a penis!”

“That’s almost exactly the opposite of what I meant.”

“All nighter, you and me. First one to fall sleep buys the other dinner.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever played spin the bottle.”

“Sorry! I didn’t mean to touch your butt.”

“I’m ok, thank you. Just please, stop talking to me.”

“To the night you’ll never remember!”

“Excuse me, did the 12:15 bus come by already?”

“Could I sit here? All the other tables are full.”

“Are you meeting someone here? Because.. I think I’m that person.”

“You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!”

“It must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.”

“Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his/her cake hole.”

“I’m not gonna die in a hospital where the nurses aren’t even hot.”

“You better take care of that car or I swear I’ll haunt your ass!”

“This is the dumbest thing you’ve ever done.“

“It’s a real shame nobody asked for your opinion.”

“I could do that, but could doesn’t mean would.”

“You cannot fathom the immensity of the fucks I don’t give.”

“You’re like, five feet tall. How you gonna reach me, shortie?”

"I recognize that you have reached a decision, but given that it is a stupid ass decision I have elected to ignore it”

“Do you need me to kill someone for you?”

“Look out where you’re going, asshole!”

“Fuck the sandwich guy!”

“I did not mean for stripping to come out of this.”

“The whole street is blocked off. The police won’t tell us anything, but I think there’s been some kind of attack… Maybe a bomb?”

“Oh my god, are you okay? I’m calling the police. I think I saw who did this to you.”

“I’m weird, you’re weird, we could have weird little babies and live weirdly ever after if it wasn’t for the fact I find you repulsive.”

“There is nothing wrong with planning a wedding with a video game character.”

“I’m gonna lay down and die for like half hour okay?”  

“There’s been some real friction in our friend group lately. I suggest an orgy to save our friendships.”

“It’s midnight, what do you want?”

“I think I know how to use a bed.”

“If I wake up in the morning and I’m dead… Wait.”

“You are completely unfit to handle a child.”

“We have to get out of this place. It is EVIL.”

“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”

“When in doubt curl into the fetal position and give up on life.”

“It’s not a double date, we’re just third and forth wheeling.”


“I have something to tell you…”

“I think I’m pregnant.”

“I’m pregnant!”

“When were you going to tell me that you’re pregnant?”

“You’re smart and successful with an adorable belly.”

“$50 bucks says it’s a girl/boy.”

“Pregnancy suits you…”

“Hello little one. We can’t wait to meet you…”

“I’ll just be in the bathroom throwing my fucking guts up because our unborn kid wants to be a dick!”

“There’s someone I’d like you to meet…”

“Shh… He/she’s sleeping..”

“I have a special surprise for you. Close your eyes and follow me.”

“No, no, no, no, no, we aren’t ready… We aren’t ready for kids yet!”

“Oh, gosh, I felt it! I felt a kick!”


“Your hair is so soft…”

“You’re so cute when you pout like that!”

“Just relax, I’ll wash your hair for you.”

“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”

“What, does that feel good?”

“HA! I found a weak-spot on you, didn’t I?”

“Are you wearing my shirt?”

“You are ridiculously comfortable…”

“I’ve had a rough day and honestly all I want right now is a drink and someone to cuddle with…”

“You’re so cute when you’re half asleep like this…”

“You’re beautiful, you know that?”

“We should get a puppy!”


“Aren’t they beautiful?”

“These stars are nothing compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.”

“Shooting star, make a wish.”

“It’s actually a comet, but I’ll still make one.”

“Imagine if it could always be this way, even in the city.”

“Never thought something so beautiful could exist in nature…”

“Wouldn’t it be cool to name a star after yourself?”

“Y'know, your roof may not be the safest place for us to stargaze.”

“This is why you made me drive three hours out into the middle of nowhere?”

“Is that a– Wait, no, just an airplane.”

“I wouldn’t mind falling asleep out here.


“Did you just… finish?”

“They always make shower sex sound so appealing, but honestly, this is getting dangerous.”

“I’m not actually feeling anything.”

“Are you getting any closer?”

“Why do they make this look so easy in all those porn movies?! This hurts like fuck!”

“Did something just happen? You’re not turned on anymore.”

“Shit sorry, am I going too fast?”

“Wow, you’re hot.”

“Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?”

“Hey, I’m open minded.”

“Keep sweet-talking and this could go a whole new direction.”

“I think it’s about time we stop avoiding the obvious.”

“I’m gonna be honest with you. I’m really horny, and you’re really hot. Can we fuck? Like, now?”

“I see someone’s happy to see me.”

“I saw that. You just checked me out.”

“You know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex.”

“Take off your clothes.”

“Tell all those other guys/girls you don’t need them ‘cause you got me.”

“Don’t give me that face, it’s so cute I might not be able to hold back.”

“Boobs are really just squishy pillows.”

“If you don’t get turned on by having your neck kissed somethings wrong with you.”

“Blasphemy! Sex solves everything.”

“I platonically want to have sex with you. No big deal.”


[text]: What do you want now?

[text]: Do you want to bet on that?

[text]: Guess who just got back in town.

[text]: So I might be in a hospital right now…

[text]: We can’t keep doing this anymore!

[text]: Come on, come to the party!

[text]: Can you pick me up from the bar? Too drunk to drive.

[text]: You have no clue how I feel so shut up.

[text]: I call bullshit.

[text]: You thought you could get away with that, didn’t you?

[text] I gave up great shower sex to be here so don’t say I never did anything for our friendship.

[text] Living alone for four weeks has given me unrealistic expectations of pantslessness.

[text] Also, my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall.

[text] Who says no to sex and donuts?!

[text] I know what you did last summer…

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NCT As Boyfriends

Anon requested:  Hi I hope this isn’t too much to ask for but can you guys do nct as your boyfriend? Thank you!

Genre: Fluff & SMut

Author: admin Karma

A/N: Hey, i’m sorry you had to wait so long
These are all members besided the minors and Lucas & Jungwoo since I don’t know much about them yet……… Also since it’s 10 members this is a long one….

Reminder! This is completely how I see them as boyfriends and it’s probably very inaccurate as I am not that good at reading people but i’ll do my best!! (this is for all genders) and since this is a smut acc, I will add some 16+ content to it ;)

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Never Would Have

Requests: “Could you do an imagine where the reader is also a witch and with Kai. Just after he died the reader found out she was pregnant. She had twins (whatever genders). When Kai came back in the latest episode, Damon calls her to tell her that he’s back when him and Kai are in the car and Kai hears the twins in the background (maybe they call her mom or something and he knows she’s their mother). Then the reader brings the twins to see him? Thanks xx” (Credits to gif owners!)

“You guys be good, Damon is calling.” Y/N gave a stern look to her son who was about to tackle his sister. The twins stopped, nodded and sat on the floor together to watch cartoons. The ringing phone reminded Y/N that she had to answer soon or else it would go straight to voicemail. Lately when Damon called it was important. She gave it a second after pressing the answer button, “Hello?”

Damon was in the car. She knew that much. A window was down and there was heavy breathing. “Y/N!” She knew the vampire was smiling. “How is my favorite…household?” Y/N wiped her forehead. What? “Uh look, you don’t have to answer that.” He was struggling. “Can uh…can you stop by my place? Say, ten minutes?”

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I Can’t Help It - Archie x Reader

I took some liberties with it, I hope you don’t mind! I made Reggie a bit of a sleaze too lol. And I made it as gender neutral as possible! Hope you enjoy!

Originally posted by kevinkeller

“Arch?” You frown, peering into the supposedly empty classroom, “What are you doing… here?”

He steps into view, a guilty look upon his face. How was he going to explain this to you?

“I was just… I left a book behind,” he shrugs, attempting to sidestep you into the corridor.

“Nice try, Andrews,” you move to block his path, “I know when you’re lying,”

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You know, I used to be one of those people that was always like “Ugh, America is a shithole, blah blah blah”.  Honestly, I’m so glad I grew out of that thinking, because it accomplishes nothing.

Like…take a fucking look around.  We have our share of shit, yeah–who doesn’t?  But we’ve also got it a lot better than many other places.  At least it’s not literally illegal to be LGBT.  As a woman, I can vote, drive, and basically do whatever the hell I want with my life, so long as it’s legal.  And at least we’re not living under a genuine fascist like the people in North Korea, and are just stuck with a babbling idiot for 4 years until Oprah runs for president and saves us all (we’ve already survived Reagan and Bush², so I think we’ll be okay).  Our Netflix list (crappy as it may have become recently) is still like three times as long as everyone else’s, because we’re not as aggressive with our censorship against artists and filmmakers. 

Are there places that are better?  Probably.  But this is what we’ve got.  Don’t take it for granted, okay?  Even a filthy toilet is still better than no toilet at all. 

When They Can’t See (Part 3)

Originally posted by bandss-and-youtuberss

Summary: When the reader is injured on a hunt and has trouble sleeping at night, she discovers that Dean has a lot more hidden pain than he let’s on…

Part 1 Part 2

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 2,200ish

Warnings: language

A/N: Hope you enjoyed!…

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Bellamy Blake imagine: My Queen (Part 1)

Summary: It’s Unity Day and reader has been looking forward spending some time with Bellamy, but instead he is having fun with Clarke. Reader gets jealous and gets into the fight with him. Then she goes with him, Raven, hercbest friend, and Jasper on the mission as the backup for Clarke and she gets hurt.

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Word count: 3741

Originally posted by bobmorleypictures

For the first time since we came down here, I could see everyone having a good time. They finally got a chance to loosen up a little.

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nieladasdenani  asked:

Hi! I love your stories. So much. And I was just thinking, if you find the inspiration and when you have time, maybe you could write more Drunk!Kara? Because is so precious and adorable and hilarious and also sweet. Maybe it could be that some alien's defense mechanism works like a sort of drug on her and the effects are a lot like she's drunk? Extra points if it Supercorp but feat. Alex, Maggie, and whomever you'd like :) oh, Cat! Cat too. Pretty please

i send you the sun ~3500 AO3

“And what did you say was wrong with her?”

Kara frowns. Leans forward and tries to wiggle her shoulders between the two seats. The seats groan and then there’s a hand pushing her back, “ease up Kara. She’s older.”

Well, that’s stupid. “It’s a car.”

Alex chances a quick look back at her, warm brown eyes worried. “The alien released chemicals that are-”

“They make her drunk?” Maggie interrupts bluntly.

“Toxic,” Alex finishes, eyeing Maggie before dipping her head and, “but yeah. That works.”

Which is ridiculous. She’s not- she scratches at her arm, looks out the window and the nice sky and bright stars and lights and- what was she? She’s not drunk.

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peter parker imagine | you find out he’s spider-man

masterlist | request an imagine

words: 1423

warnings: kidnapping

prompt: Maybe a Peter Parker imagine where you’re kidnapped and Spider-Man saves you, and you recognize him right away because you for some reason always was paired up with him at projects of something. He’s all flustered and tries to deny it or something? [ requested by @imagine-the-imagine ]

Originally posted by spderman

You had thought that being kidnapped only really happened in movies. You realised as you awoke to find yourself gagged and tied to a chair that you were wrong. There were three kidnappers in total, all of them creepy, intimidatingly huge men and all of them refusing to acknowledge your existence as they paced around what looked like a basement.
You glared at each of them and searched for a way out, desperately trying to loosen the ropes around your hands. It didn’t take you long to give up. The rope burns were unbearable and you weren’t strong enough to free yourself. Besides, one of the men had noticed you were awake.
“I wouldn’t bother, little girl,” he sneered, grabbing the other guys’ attention as he did. “Save your energy. You might need it later.”
You wanted to ask what he meant by that, but the cloth that gagged you prevented it. You wanted to scream or cry, but it was all you could do to stare at them, your breathing ragged. And then another voice emerged from behind you, one you recognized immediately, though you couldn’t quite place why at first.
“Y'know, three of you against one of her hardly seems fair,” the voice said. Its owner came into view then, and you saw that it was Spider-Man. You had only ever seen him on the news before, and the fact that you knew his voice from somewhere only baffled you further. “I guess that’s why you tied her to a chair, right? So you’d even the playing field, make sure you wouldn’t get beat up by a girl half your size?”
“Well, look at that,” one of the guys said tauntingly, pulling a knife from his pocket. Panic rolled over you. Spider-Man looked smaller in person, and you forgot about all the times you’d seen him save lives on television. He couldn’t fight these men, surely. “It’s Spider-Man. Can we get an autograph?”
You weren’t sure what happened then; it was dark and it had happened so quickly your brain could barely register it. All you knew that the knife flew across the room and clattered against the brick wall, and its previous owner stared down at his now empty hand dumbly.
“Sorry,” Spider-Man retorted. “My boss said I’m not allowed to do that. You might sell it on eBay.”
And then the fighting happened. There were grunts and exclamations of pain, bodies thumping to the floor and silhouettes flying about everywhere. You shuffled backwards on your chair, and then Spider-Man seemed to be reminded of your presence and pushed you backwards with a force you hadn’t been expecting. The wind was knocked out of you as you and your chair hit the wall opposite.
It went on for what seemed like forever, though it could barely be called a fight. There was only one man left, and Spider-Man was fighting him as though it was effortless. From a distance, you could see things more clearly; his webs flying from his wrist as he stuck the final guy to the wall and kicked him once in the abdomen. He was unconscious and you breathed a sigh of relief.
You half expected Spider-Man to leave you to find your own way home, but the boy in blue and red made his way over to you and untied the rope from your mouth with a new sort of urgency. “Are you alright? Are you hurt?”
You shook your head, still wondering where on earth you had heard that voice before. “No. They hit me over the head before, but I’m alright, I think.”
He was untying your wrists then. “You should get it checked out, just in case.”
It was those words that reminded you of the voice and where you had heard it. A couple of weeks ago in biology, you’d cut yourself whilst dissecting a sheep’s heart. It had been Peter Parker, your lab partner, who had told you to get it checked out—just in case. It was the same voice, and the same amount of concern that filled it now.
You stood up, rubbing your now bare wrists and frowning. “You sound like…” But how could Peter Parker be Spider-Man? He was just a slightly awkward, kind of skinny, guy at school. You wondered if they had hit you over the head a lot harder than you thought.
“Captain America? I get that a lot. Trust me.” He scratched the back of his head uncomfortably, something that Peter Parker often did around you.
“It’s you, isn’t it? Peter?”
He scoffed and it turned into a noisy splutter as he turned away from you. “Peter. What sort of name is that? My name is…Pedro. Y'know what, it’s not important. You probably have a concussion or something. We should get you to a hospital.”
You rolled your eyes and stood on your tiptoes so that you could pull his mask off. You were not surprised to see the familiar face underneath it, but still you let out a sharp breath. “I knew it.”
“I really should start securing that thing on properly. Anybody could rip it off.” He tugged the mask back, a slight blush on his cheeks. “There’s no way I can convince you that I’m not Spider-Man now, is there?”
“No, I think your cover is pretty much blown,” you whispered.
He nodded, his eyes lowering to the floor. “As much as I’d like to have this conversation in a creepy basement surrounded by unconscious kidnappers, how about I walk you home?”
You agreed silently, following him out of the basement and relaxing slightly when you were met with the cool night air. He had already changed into his normal clothes and you found yourself questioning whether any of it had been real.
“Are you sure you’re alright? What did those guys want with you anyway?” he asked as you began to walk.
You shrugged. “It’s New York. It was bound to happen sometime, I guess. Thank you for saving me, Peter. I don’t know what would have happened if you weren’t there.”
“It’s my job, I guess.”
“Right. How did you find me?”
He smirked at this. “You missed our study date, remember?”
It dawned on you then that you had been supposed to meet Peter in the library earlier this evening and had been headed to do just that when you were attacked. “Right. Sorry.”
He stopped in the street, his lips pursed, and you turned back to face him. “Listen, [Y/N], you can’t tell anyone ab—”
“I wasn’t going to. You don’t have to worry, Spider-Man.”
He smiled and nodded, shoving his hands in his pockets as the two of you began to walk again.
“I am a little confused, though. You’re, like, a superhero. That’s crazy.”
“Yeah,” he agreed. “It is. I’m glad I can finally talk to someone about it, though.”
The shock of what had happened was setting in and you walked the rest of the way in silence, only stopping when you finally reached your house. You rubbed your wrists again, wincing where the rope had rubbed and blistered them. “Thanks for walking me home … and, y'know, saving my life.”
“Thanks for being cool about this. Although I do wish you’d see a doctor.” He looked down to your wrists, a flicker of guilt flashing in his eyes. You couldn’t understand why until he spoke again. “I should have been there sooner.”
“You couldn’t have known,” you sighed. “You got there right on time. That’s more than I was expecting of anyone, let alone you.”
You knew you should have been freaking out. Your lab partner-slash-friend was Spider-Man, and he had just saved your life. Still, when you looked at him, he was still Peter Parker to you, and he appreciated that more than you knew. He wanted you to like him for him, not for all the superhero baggage that came with it.
“Just … Just text me tomorrow, okay? Let me know you’re alright?”
You nodded and placed a timid kiss on his cheek, causing him to look down at his feet, the moonlight highlighting his flushed face. “Goodnight, Peter Parker.”
You made your way to your door, turning back to see that he was grinning. He gave you a small wave before you shut your door, one that made you feel that perhaps things were changing—and not just because your lab partner was Spider-Man, but because he had never looked at you quite like that before. At least, not that you had noticed.

gotham sentence starters ( s3ep14.)

( !!! SPOILER ALERT !!! for those who haven’t watched this episode yet.)

  • “ get those freaks in the cages!”
  • “ we need to find ___”
  • “ let go off me!”
  • “ what about you, huh? you know where ___ is? where is s/he?!”
  • “ look around! s/he’s everywhere!”
  • “ get down!”
  • “ are you all right? tell me you’re all right.”
  • “ i’m fine.”
  • “ where are they? who dared to think they could lay their hands on you?!”
  • “ i’m alone.”
  • “ oh, you escaped. you did. didn’t you, you rascal?”
  • “ did you bring anyone else?”
  • “ just wondering if i was gonna have to reload.”
  • “ i don’t understand.”
  • “ i know. that’s been half the fun.”
  • “ i’m sorry, i- i… what is happening? i…”
  • “ you weren’t kidnapped?”
  • “ recognize it? oh, why should you? i doubt you did the deed yourself.”
  • “ i know it was you.”
  • “ ___ was my everything and you took her/him from me.“
  • “ now i’ve taken everything from you. well, almost everything. you still have your life.”
  • “ if the situation worsens we may be forced to step in.”
  • “ the city will bend long before it breaks.”
  • “ your faith in ___ is touching. and possibly dangerous.”
  • “ lights aren’t coming back tonight. tomorrow, if we’re lucky.”
  • “ this thing just keeps getting bigger.”
  • “ that might actually be good news.”
  • “ maybe we can limit this to a single bad night.”
  • “ how the hell are we supposed to find __ out there?!”
  • “ the city’s one giant dumpster fire!”
  • “ you’re not one to miss out on all the fun, so what do you want?”
  • “ how the hell should i know? i didn’t talk to him/her.”
  • “ but… my father appeared to me… i saw him.”
  • “ no. you saw a man that i met in ___ that does killer impersonations.”
  • “ you see, how do i put this…? ghosts aren’t real!”
  • “ my father’s remains… you stole them from his grave?”
  • “ don’t worry. s/he’s at peace now..”
  • “ i gently placed his/her remains inside a dumpster behind a chinese restaurant.”
  • “ you were angry. i understand. i even forgive you, but-but killing me is not the way.”
  • “ so you admit you killed ___?”
  • “ fine. is that what you want? i confess.”
  • “ i had him/her killed. but guess what: you should thank me! because we both know what would’ve happened if i hadn’t!”
  • “ i could’ve lived a life with the wo/man i loved! i could’ve been happy.”
  • “ you would’ve killed her/him, just like you did the other one!”
  • “ you couldn’t have helped it! and afterward you would’ve hated yourself.”
  • “ well, we’ll never know, will we.”
  • “ i did it for love… i did it because i love you. you should know that.”
  • “ shut up!”
  • “ love is about sacrifice. it’s about putting someone else’s needs and happiness before your own.”
  • “ ’cause the truth is you would sacrifice anyone to save your own neck. even me.”
  • “ when the ice melts, the chain comes loose, the vat of acid tips… you get the idea.”
  • “ please…! no, please… i can change.”
  • “ say you’re right. say you’re right, i… the fact that i love you proves that i can change. just give me a chance.”
  • “ you know as well as i that a man facing death will say anything to save his skin, and you won’t change. because you can’t.”
  • “ i was going to have you say hello to ___, but i think you are going to a very different place.”
  • “ what do you want?”
  • “ i’ll light these candles.”
  • “ i’ll nip downstairs and see if there’s any life left in that old generator.”
  • “ who’s calling at this hour?”
  • “ my, my. hmm. look how big you’ve gotten.”
  • “ are you okay?”
  • “ i’ll be fine, i’ll be fine.”
  • “ nice place you got here. you rent?”
  • “ what do you want?”
  • “ teenagers, am i right?”
  • “ oh, i remember those days. so many exciting new emotions flowing through ya, wanting to kill everyone you saw. aw…”
  • “ you know, i will never understand rich people’s tastes.”
  • “ it’s worthless. i keep it for sentimental reasons.”
  • “ nice try.”
  • “ oh, it’s got some heft to it. expensive, i’m guessing. would be such a shame if i– huh. tougher than i figured.”
  • “ aah! bloody hell!”
  • “ i asked you what you want.”
  • “ sorry. the old noodle’s still a little al dente post-thaw.”
  • “ the reason i’m here is i’m gonna kill you.”
  • “ well, it’s the last thing i remember wanting to do. it’s been nagging at me since i woke up.”
  • “ the idea of slitting that pretty, pink throat of yours. figure that’d clear the decks. what do you think, huh?”
  • “ i remember that night. you were quite the showman.”
  • “ thank you, always nice to be appreciated.”
  • “ and you’re just going to kill me here? that’s kind of disappointing.”
  • “ what do you mean?”
  • “ after all the buildup, killing me here it just doesn’t show a lot of…”
  • “ go on boy/girl, spit it out, i can take it.”
  • “ killing me should mean something, and you’re telling me no one’s going to see it?”
  • “ you’re saying i need an audience? oh… look. i know you’re just trying to buy time so you can escape. but your point is still valid.”
  • “ kill him/her.”
  • “ this is what you’ve been training for.”
  • “ you’re gonna be all right on your own.”
  • “ i will see you again.”
  • “ strangely intimate. come on.”
  • “ try not to get any blood on the couch. i might come back for that.”
  • “ help! somebody help me! help!”
  • “ over here! oh, thank god… there’s not much time. cut me loose! hurry!”
  • “ you look familiar.”
  • “ free me, and i promise there’ll be a handsome reward.”
  • “ yes! now stop standing there and get me out of here!”
  • “ i- i don’t know… what did you do?”
  • “ ah, i’m gonna die here listening to this moron.”
  • “ just cut the ropes! hurry!”
  • “ fine! come on, then. what are you waiting for?”
  • “ you in a rush to die?”
  • “ who’s gonna kill him/her? who’s gonna do it?”
  • “ come on in, sunshine. don’t be shy. your mother wasn’t. chop-chop!”
  • “ who are you talking to?”
  • “ well, we’re off to a good start. what d’ya say? wanna have some fun before the main event?”
  • “ i’d be proud if i wasn’t so bloody terrified.”
  • “ gotta be honest, you don’t make the world’s funniest clown.”
  • “ but… we can fix that. let’s turn that frown upside-down.”
  • “ ah, shut up, you big baby.”
  • “ we have to find ___ and kill him/her.”
  • “ looks like i’m not the only one trying to kill that guy/gal.”
  • “ i’m sorry, what? speak up.”
  • “ what are you doing in my house?”
  • “ oh, i heard you. i’m just surprised you knew the word!”
  • “ speaking of words, any last ones?”
  • “ i don’t work for ___.”
  • “ stop pretending that you’re anything but muscle! yes, you used to be someone, but those days are past!”
  • “ remember when i put a knife in your mom’s back? that was awful, wasn’t it? you never did anything about it.”
  • “ nahh… you had your chance to kill me.”
  • “ stop turning us against each other.”
  • “ oh, if you think i’m going anywhere with you…”
  • “ you realize you have to carry him now?”
  • “ is there a plan for all this madness?”
  • “ these people don’t want a plan, they want an excuse.”
  • “ all they want is someone to tell them: do it. kill them, it doesn’t matter. it doesn’t.”
  • “ ooh, i love this game!”
  • “ you won’t get away with it.”
  • “ already did. now shush. i need to concentrate.”
  • “ so what’s the point?”
  • “ the point is that all these people out here, looting, robbing, killing, they’re the people who wash your car, who pour your coffee, who take out your trash.”
  • “ and what happened the moment the lights went out? they showed their true faces.”
  • “ that’s not true. there are good people in ___.”
  • “ face it kid, there are no heroes.”
  • “ hey, hey! foul! s/he pushed me, did you see that?”
  • “ you want to kill someone? let’s get on with it, come on!”
  • “ you’re so boring, ___.”
  • “ did that hurt?”
  • “ all right. enough dilly-dally. to the main event.”
  • “ where the hell is our backup?”
  • “ yeah, but we can’t wait, mate.”
  • “ hear ye, hear ye, gather around! the show is about to begin.”
  • “ well, i think we can all agree that tonight was a rousing success.”
  • “ we brought this miserable city to it’s knees.”
  • “ well, so what do you say? shall we end the night with a bang? or better yet, a boom?”
  • “ what’s next? death by a thousand cuts, very poetic. i like it.”
  • “ this is very important: whatever you do, please, definitely try this at home. preferably on a family member.”
  • “ you ready, partner?”
  • “ you’re just in time for the big finish!”
  • “ i suppose i underestimated you.”
  • “ it’s the curse of great beauty.”
  • “ honestly, wasn’t too hard.”
  • “ and brother, did you ever take the bait.”
  • “ well, i hope you’re happy at the head of the table.”
  • “ you know, i think of it as a limited partnership that needs dissolving.”
  • “ oh, ___. where are you, boy/girl? come on out, boy/girl. i won’t hurt ya.”
  • “ you ruined my show. hiding’s just gonna make things worse.”
  • “ i didn’t come here to hide. i wanted you to follow me.”
  • “ you’re going to pay for what you’ve done.”
  • “ why don’t you call him?”
  • “ it is our time to rule.”
  • “ you understand if i feel compelled to refuse?”
  • “ i’d do it in three.”
  • “ give up ___, save your own ass. live to love another day. hey?”
  • “ what’s going on? you have a weird look on your face. like, weirder than normal.”
  • “ you’re right. i should want him/her dead.”
  • “ should? you loved him/her, and s/he betrayed you.”
  • “ so you’d rather die than give up the wo/man that tried to kill you?”
  • “ i would! isn’t that crazy?”
  • “ guess you’re not as smart as you thought you were.”
  • “ you’re in this together. but why?”
  • “ because i didn’t want to just take what you had. i wanted to take what you believed. i wanted you to die, knowing that you were incapable of loving another person.”
  • “ but i can! i just proved that, right? does that mean i passed?”
  • “ i… don’t know what it means.”
  • “ i have to tell ya, this is way more fun than i was expecting.”
  • “ we make a good team, you and me.”
  • “ is that what this is about? yeesh…”
  • “ this is about doing what’s right.”
  • “ you wanna be a hero? tell you what, buddy… i’ll give you a fighting chance.”
  • “ let’s do this mano y mano, my little conquistador.”
  • “ what kind of hero tackles someone from behind?!”
  • “ let it out! that’s it, that’s it. let it out! do it.”
  • “ i thought you were dead.”
  • “ can’t get rid off me that easily, can you, mate?”
  • “ behind you!”
  • “ you wish i would’ve shot him?”
  • “ at least you get to say you punched a man’s face off, that’s something, right?”
  • “ come on, let me buy you breakfast.”
  • “ well, gotta say. the clown make-up was way more terrifying than the damage underneath.”
  • “ did i ever tell you that i don’t like clowns?”
  • “ in a couple of days, you’ll be back to your old self, i guarantee it.”
  • “ you ready to tell me what happened?”
  • “ i almost killed him/her.”
  • “ ah, but you didn’t, now, did you? you controlled your anger.”
  • “ it wasn’t just anger.”
  • “ the idea of killing him felt like… it felt like justice.”
  • “ there’s a very fine line between justice and vengeance.”
  • “ i knew where the line was tonight. i didn’t cross it.”
  • “ if you keep going, you’re gonna need rules. rules you cannot and you will not break. never mind what the reason, never mind what the circumstance.”
  • “ i will not kill.”
  • “ tonight was close.”
  • “ soon we will act, and you will be called upon. are you prepared?”
  • “ never fear. you are only part of the plan.”
  • “ are you sure about this?”
  • “ hello, ___. it’s been a long time.”
  • “ i love you.”
  • “ you need to listen to me when i tell you by doing this, it will change you.”
  • “ i’ve killed before.”
  • “ you need me, just as i need you! you cannot have one without another.”
  • “ you can’t talk your way out of this!”
  • “ i’ve wanted you to suffer as i suffered!”
  • “ when i met you, you were a nervous, jittery loser. you were nothing! i created you, and i am the only one in the world who truly sees you as you are. who you can still become.”
  • “ you can’t do this…! are you listening to me?”
  • “ i’m listening.”
  • “ say something.”
Father’s Day (Tony Stark x reader)

Mother’s Day

You had locked yourself away in the bathroom of your suite at the compound, with Tony standing on the other side of the door in a panic attack that he was barely hiding from you.  The incessant tapping of his foot on the hardwood floor, even in feet only covered by socks, was grating on the nerves that were ravaging your mind and body as each second of the clock ticked by.  It was a clock that was ticking louder than the sound of Tony’s foot, but it couldn’t drown the sound of your own frantic heartbeat.

“How much longer?” he asked through the door.  He wanted to be in there with you, but you wouldn’t let him.  When Tony was anxious it was like a contagion that you couldn’t fight, and it only made you feel worse; he didn’t want to do that to you, but he also couldn’t stand to feel this way and be so far away, if even only the thickness of a door stood between you.

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You’re babysitting your older sister’s 6-month old daughter, doing your best to get her to sleep, when your boyfriend Seonho shows up on your doorstep. Cute, snuggly times ft. a baby ensue!

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“(Y/N)!” Seonho cheered, holding up a tub of ice cream.

“Shut up, oh my god,” you hissed, yanking your tall, extremely extra boyfriend into your apartment, “I just got my niece to settle down and you are not making my entire afternoon spent doing so go to vain.”

Seonho stared at you opened-mouthed before chuckling. He dragged you towards the kitchen and got some spoons out. “(Y/N), I wonder if you’ll be like this when we have kids?” You blushed at the thought of having children with Seonho.

“Yah, don’t be a brat,” you scolded, shoving him playfully, “who says I’ll have kids with you, anyways?”

“Ey, don’t be so cold, babe,” Seonho sent you a flirty wink as he spooned melting ice cream into his mouth. “We’re going to have a nice house, as many kids as you want and a cute pet for us to snuggle.”

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ravnclaws  asked:

Hi, Rhiannon! I'd love to see what you do with Jily + #4! xx

‘blow my heart out’

#4: “If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his ass.”

For some reason I actually have inspiration??? probs because I’m meant to be doing coursework, oops. Anyways, here ya go!

canon (sixth year)

“If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his arse.” Marlene says loudly, too loudly.

Lily rolls her eyes, “He’s not going to treat me like shit.”

“Who’s going to treat you like shit, Evans?” Potter has appeared, of course, and Marlene smiles because that’s what she wanted.

“None of your business,” she says, trying not to look at him.

They’re on their way to Hogsmeade, the first trip of the new year, and Potter has jogged to catch up with him, abandoning the other Marauders several metres behind. They catch up now, Sirius scowling at James.

“If he’s going to treat you like shit it is!” Potter sounds indignant.

“Who’s treating her like shit?” Peter and Remus ask in unison.

“Davey Gudgeon,” Marlene supplies, ever the traitor.

Potter splutters. “Gudgeon? Davey Gudgeon?”

“Jealous?” Peter asks, because they all know it’s true. Except for Lily, who just speeds up.

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EXO (OT12): Reaction to Meeting Your Ex at Some Sort of Function

The long-awaited family reunion where you could finally introduce your boyfriend to your extended family had come. It was being held at a local amusement park that everyone enjoyed going to. What you didn’t expect was to bump into the boy who broke your heart during college. It was a hard breakup, and Min knew all the details. As you were walking around you heard someone call your name. You turned around to see him smiling at you. You awkwardly introduced him to Minseok. Min placed an arm around you and pulled you closer, “I know all about how you left Y/N because you weren’t ready to grow up yet. Well I would like to thank you for the chance to meet the love of my life. Goodbye now.” You would let Minseok lead you away and reward him with a sweet kiss.

Your younger sibling was graduating high school. Since you and Luhan had been dating for a few years and he had spent time with your family on many occasions he was invited to the ceremony as well. However, a bit of a problem arose when your ex-boyfriend whose younger brother was in the same graduating class as your sibling, sat next to you. Luhan knew how serious you two were and when he recognized the face from old photographs he placed a protective arm around you. Your ex kept trying to coax you into conversations while waiting for the ceremony to start. Lu could tell that you were uncomfortable and was honestly sick of hearing your ex yapping. “Hey,” he said in a respectful yet authoritative voice, “maybe you should go find another seat. Y/N isn’t interested in whatever it is that you are trying to do.” As your ex quietly said his goodbyes and found another seat you looked over at your boyfriend. “Thanks babe, sorry about him.” He looked at you with an adoring gaze. “I just wanted to make you feel better Baobei, this is a special day, and he was ruining it.” You gave him a quick peck on the cheek and he pulled you closer so you could lean on his shoulder.

Kris (Yifan):
After spending a day with your family, you wanted to take your boyfriend to your favorite restaurant in your hometown. You two were enjoying a romantic dinner when you were suddenly interrupted by your ex-boyfriend who came over to greet you. You were talking to Kris when suddenly his facial expression changed. You turned around to see your ex walking towards your table, “Y/N, it has been so long!” You awkwardly stood and were met with your ex’s arms pulling you into a hug. You had told Kris how you honestly never wanted to see this man again, so he decided that something had to be done. After your ex released you Kris was standing beside you and placed an arm around you. “Hello, I am Kris. I am Y/N’s boyfriend. I suggest you leave us alone and let us enjoy our dinner in peace.” Your ex was shocked, he just turned and walked away without another word. “Are you okay?” Kris asked as he walked you back to your seat. “I am, thank you for saving me.” He sat down and took your hands in his across the table, “of course Baobei.”

When you heard that your best friend was getting married you could not wait to be her maid of honor. However, the best man just happened to you be your ex-boyfriend whom you shared quite a history with. Just knowing that you would have to walk down the aisle with him made you unnerved. Junmyeon had been as supportive as possible, telling you that he would make sure that you were alright. While you were getting ready for the ceremony Jun came to give you a kiss before he took his seat. When he saw your ex in the waiting room he was sure to inform him that you were his girl and that he would not condone any acts on his part that would make you uncomfortable. “Y/N is here to make this day as perfect as possible for her best friend, I suggest you do the same.”

What is a trip back home without meeting up with your friends? You decided to introduce Yixing to everyone by inviting them to go bowling with you. But when everyone showed up, there was an unexpected guest. Someone thought it would be a good idea to invite your ex. Yixing being a nonaggressive person tried to be friendly to him. He knew how much this guy made you hurt inside and it was killing him to be kind. When your ex brought up the fact that he missed you Yixing felt the need to step in. “If you cared about her you would not have hurt her like you did, you don’t have any right to miss her, she is happy now.” You couldn’t help but give Yixing a wide smile, “Yes I am,” you said as you happily wrapped your arms around him.

When you decided to bring Baek home for the week to meet everyone you also thought it would be a cute idea to have him watch one of your youngest sibling’s sporting events with the family. Everyone was setting out their blankets to sit on the side of the soccer field since it was an under 18 league that didn’t have stadium seating such as bleachers. As you were getting settled down with Beak’s arm around your shoulder and yours around his back you noticed that the coach of one of the teams was your ex. You knew that he had not moved out of the area and that he enjoyed soccer but you didn’t expect him to be a coach, let alone for your sibling’s team. You gave a questioning look at your mother who in return said “I didn’t want it to be an issue, so I just withheld the information from you.” When Baek asked what was going on you responded with “my ex, he just happens to be the coach of Y/S/N’s team.” He gave you a concerned glance, “Are you okay?” What your parents didn’t know but what Baekhyun did is that your relationship didn’t just end because you weren’t getting along, it ended because your ex was threatening to harm you. He never did, but you were not going to risk it. “You are here, so of course I am fine,” you gave him a reassuring smile. When the game was over and your ex finally came over to see you Baekhyun didn’t even give him the chance. “Hello, I’m Baekhyun, Y/N’s boyfriend. I know everything, and if you think I am going to let you near her then you have the wrong idea.” Baek took your hand in his, “good game by the way,” then he led you away without your ex getting a word in. When you got back to the car you couldn’t help but kiss him. “I’ll always protect you Jagiya,” he said softly as he wrapped his arms around you.

The festivals that took place in your home town every year were very exciting. You always wanted to take Dae to one and now you finally were. As you were walking hand in hand around the fairgrounds you noticed one of your old friends from high school and walked over to say hello. You chatted with your friend and introduced her to Jongdae which lasted for about ten minutes before someone else joined your group. Your ex-boyfriend walked over and placed his arm around your friend’s shoulder. “Hey Y/N funny seeing you here.” When he introduced himself to Dae you suddenly felt Dae’s grip on your hand become tighter. Of course, Jongdae would recognize the name from you telling him about your previous relationship. You and your ex were basically engaged when he decided that he was bored and left you heartbroken. You were struggling for a few years until you met Dae who always seemed to know how to make everything better in an instant. He probably knew the emotions that you were going through and trying to hold back on the inside. So, when your ex decided to start talking about how he and your friend had been dating for a few years Dae stepped in to try to end the conversation. “We really wanted to watch the sunset on the Ferris wheel, I’m sorry but it seems like we will need to get going.” You all went your separate ways and when you were walking to the ride, you gave Dae a kiss on the cheek, “Kim Jongdae, you always know what to do.” He smiled at you and started swinging your intertwined hands back and forth as you continued to make your way to the Ferris wheel.  

You thought it would be nice to take Chanyeol to the ski resort that you visited with your family as a child. The trip was super romantic and Yeol loved snowboarding so that was a plus. After waking up and getting ready in your private lodge, you set out to hit the slopes. As you and Chanyeol were waiting for the lift, you noticed a familiar person in line in front of you. “Yeol, I am going to be honest, my ex is in line in front of us.” Yeol made one of his surprised expressions, “You mean the one who cheated on you?” You looked up at your giant boyfriend with a soft expression, “yes, if he notices me please try to let it go.” Yeol just nodded silently and pulled you closer to him, it was a bit of an awkward maneuver though since he offered to carry both of your snowboards. When your ex turned to talk to someone behind him he seemed to have noticed you and called out your name. You tried to act like you didn’t hear him but then he walked back to greet you. “Hey Y/N, long time no see.” You kindly returned the greeting and introduced Chanyeol to him. When your ex mentioned meeting up later, Yeol had to say something. “You gave up your chance with her before, so please don’t try to make things better. She is my girl now.” Your ex apologized and went back to meet up with his group. You giggled at Yeol after he left, “that was super-hot babe, thanks for standing up for me.” Yeol looked over at you with a cute grin.

You had come back home to celebrate your parent’s 26th wedding anniversary. Kyungsoo had been wanting to meet your parents for the longest time and now he could. He had prepared for everything, everything except for your ex going to the party and trying to get you back. When you were dancing with Soo, your ex came up behind and asked to steal you for a dance. Kyungsoo recognized him from your college photos and immediately turned from the soft person he usually was with you to the scary one that you would not want to mess with. “Of course not! How could you come to her parent’s anniversary and do this?” As your ex became annoyed with Soo and tried grabbing your wrist you knew that Soo would not be able to stay so calm. “I suggest you take your hands off the love of my life and leave this party, you are only causing a disturbance.” Kyungsoo pulled you back into his arms and your ex made an outburst of not very friendly words as some of your relatives helped usher him outside. You turned to Soo and gave him a kiss. “I love you too,” you said as you pulled away and returned his smirk with a smile of your own.

When your brother said that he would like to have Tao in the wedding party so that you could walk down the aisle with him you were beyond ecstatic. You and Tao had flown into town a few days early so that he could the proper adjustments to his suit, you had sent in his measurements but this fashionista had to look perfect. When you both walked into the tailors to meet up with your brother and the rest of his groomsmen you were surprised to see your brother talking to your ex. Of all the times in the world, your ex was also being tailored for his friend’s wedding. You introduced Tao to your ex and Tao couldn’t help but be a bit jealous that your brother was still friends with him. Your ex and you didn’t end on bad terms, it is just that you both agreed that you didn’t fit each other. Tao knew that so he was friendly to him. However, you did enjoy watching Tao try to impress your brother and his groomsmen and one up your ex. “Baobei, don’t I look amazing in this suit.” You giggled at him, “of course you do. Super sexy.” He flashed one of his adorable grins and gave you a wink.

Since Jongin had spent almost every Christmas with his family and you had been living away from home for several years, he decided to fly you both out to spend Christmas with your parents. When you were there, your family thought it would be nice to go out and see a movie one day. As you were in line talking with Jongin and your parents someone called out your name. You turned around while still holding onto Nini as you saw the face of your ex-boyfriend. You didn’t want to talk to him but you did not want to be rude. You introduced him to Jongin and he said hello to your parents. Jongin was being very civil even though he knew exactly who this person was and had been to you. When you were waiting in line however, Jongin made sure to let your ex know that you were his now. He kept giving you adoring glances and placed his arm around your back. When your ex finally left to go watch another movie you could tell that Jongin was happy. “Jealous, are we?” He giggled at you, “maybe a little.” You pulled him close and hugged him, “that is okay, you are cute when you are jealous. Don’t worry though, you are the only one I want.” Returning the hug, he smiled widely at you, “that is what I like to hear.” Your parents then fawned over how cute you two were with each other.

As a surprise, Sehun bought concert tickets for your sister, you, and him to all spend some time together. It was a group that you and your sister had loved for ages and Sehun just wanted to see you dance and sing because he found it to be the cutest thing in the world. When you were all waiting in line the person in front of you glanced back and seemed to recognize someone. You thought that they might recognize Sehun and were prepared to warn him. But when the person turned to someone in the group with them and pointed you out, you saw that the person they were informing was your ex. Your ex made his way back to say hello to you and your sister, seeming to not notice Sehun at all. That was until Sehun was sick of your ex trying to make conversation with you and spoke up. He placed an arm around you and introduced himself. “I’m Sehun, you seem to have an interest in my girlfriend. I would love it if you went back and joined your friends.” Your sister who seemed to never like your ex couldn’t help but giggle when a look of shock crossed your ex’s face. When he did end up listening to Sehun and moved back to his friends you looked at your boyfriend and joined in on the giggling. “Oh Sehun, I’m honestly surprised it took you that long to send him away.” You gave him a little nudge but then he pulled you close and gave you a quick kiss. “Ewe,” your sister remarked, “could we keep that to a minimum if I am in the same vicinity as you both.” You and Sehun smiled and let out small chuckles.

This was a request. I hope you guys like it. :)

anonymous asked:

First of all I would like to say that I absolutely love your writing it's really kept me going. My friends haven't spoken to me for other a week because they think I need space but I don't all I want is to be surrounded by people and I just don't know how to ask. If you could write Alex in a similar position that would be great. Only do it if you have time though.

She tells them she needs time to process.

Her father. The war.

The… tank.

Her engagement.

Coming out.

The tank.

Her credit card and Kara’s face while she pushed an entire interstellar vessel back, back, back, to save her, to save everyone. When she could so easily have lost herself.

Kara fighting Rhea.

Nearly losing her.


So she bails on Game Night and then again on Movie Night, and they try to surround her with their love, because that’s all this family ever wants to do.

Love each other.

But she resists and she tells them no, no, she needs time, she needs space.

But god, she hadn’t meant this much time. She hadn’t meant this much space.

Because yes, she’d fantasized about having time alone, but she’s realizing that she’d had more than enough time alone.

In that tank.

In the tank of her own creation.

She needs her friends.

She just can’t talk. She just can’t laugh. She just wants to… be. 

No expectations, no demands, no what’s wrong, no you’re no fun, no you’re quiet, what is it, how can we help.

Because she doesn’t know how to say that they can help by just… being there. By letting her witness their happiness, without feeling like she’s bringing them down. By letting her soak it all in without feeling like she’s draining out their good time.

But she’s not used to asserting what she wants – not in terms of her own emotions, anyway – so she buries it.

She buries it, like she’s so used to doing, and it feels normal. It feels familiar.

It also feels absolutely terrible.

She facetimes Kara, and she doesn’t open her mouth. Because she can’t.

She has nothing to say. She just wants to be… together.

Once she’s convinced there’s no alien invasion, Kara squints and she sighs and she smiles so softly. The look she always gives Alex – just Alex, no one else – before she strokes her hair and says she’s proud of her.

Alex’s heart aches.

She hopes Kara knows what she doesn’t have the energy to open her mouth and say.

“You know, Maggie called me this morning. She said maybe we can have an impromptu Movie Night tonight. Does that sound good? You can just nod, or blink. Whatever’s comfortable,” Kara tells her, and she almost cries.

Almost cries, because Kara knows her, and Maggie knows her, and she doesn’t know how to ask, but maybe she doesn’t always have to. 

Winn calls her later – something about her picking the movie tonight – and she doesn’t know what to say.

“I mean you don’t really want to let me pick so we can watch The Return of the Jedi for the five hundredth – “

“Winn,” she interrupts, dredging up everything she has inside her, and it feels like her insides are inverting, but it also feels like sweet, sweet relief. “Listen bro, I want to be around you. All of you. I do. But I don’t want to pick the movie and I don’t want to talk and I don’t want you to ask me what’s wrong. Just because I don’t want to be physically alone in the apartment doesn’t mean I don’t want to be around you guys. But wanting to be around you guys doesn’t mean I want to be the center of attention, or even… even on the side of attention. I just want to… be. With you all. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to – I’m sorry, I have to go – “

“No no no, hey, Alex, Alex, whoa. I’m proud of you, okay? For managing to tell me without threatening me with your index finger. Seriously though, listen, if you don’t want to be alone – I’m sorry, I should have asked before, I’m sorry – “

“No, it’s not your – “

“My point, Danvers, is if you don’t want to be alone, I know James and Kara have this CatCo thing until right up to Movie Night. And I think your pool shark gets off shift right before, too. So why don’t you come over to my place beforehand, watch me play video games? I’ll feed you. No talking or asking what’s wrong. Just me saving the galaxy. Okay? And then we’ll go to Kara’s together when they’re all ready. Okay?”

She doesn’t speak because she can’t speak.

“Alex, listen, I need you to grunt or something, just so I can – “


“Alright. Great. You don’t have to say anything else. I’ll come get you from the lab when I’m done updating James’s suit, okay? I’m proud of you, Alex. I’ll see you soon.”

She hears the kindness of his smile as he hangs up, and she feels her own lips turn upward of their own accord.

This must be what it feels like to not bury her feelings down.

And god, does it feel good.

Late Nights

A/N: Its 20 minutes till 5 AM so if theres any mistake. Whoooops,, also should mention this a drag racing au

You were at home, pondering away what you should do. You gave into the growling that came from stomach and the boredom that had set it, deciding to go on a stroll and grab food along the way. You slipped on a pair of shorts and tee before leaving your home. It was quite busy even though it was night time. There were a lot of people going in and out of shops. Traffic upon traffic. You settled on getting takeout knowing most places would be packed at this point.

On your way there you spotted someone who looked familiar. That someone being your ex. You guys left off on bad terms, aka the asshat kept flirting with everything that moved. He was smiling and laughing with a girl linked to his arm making you anxiously throwing yourself at a random man and linking arms with him, “Please go along with this.” You whispered to him. You fake laughed and playfully hit us shoulder. He smiled and chuckled, going along with the plan but instead of having linked arms, he held your hand. It surprised you a little but you went with it. Your ex saw you and you just waved and smiled. You saw the way he shifted from smiling to looking a tad uncomfortable. He moved his eyes up to the man you were “with” and gave him the stink eye. He didn’t say much and left right after. 

As he walked away you turned to the man. “I’m really sorry sir. I’ll let you get to your meal now.” You apologized and left him to the line he was waiting in. 

“It was no problem miss.” He chuckled and gave you a small wave. You had to admit you were a little sad you were leaving this kind stranger. From what you could see with the poor street light he was very handsome. But your stomach was your biggest priority at the moment. 

You kept on walking for a few blocks until you got to the restaurant you wanted to eat from. You went up to the lady that would sit you down but asked her for just the menu instead and ordered your meal, paying right there. As you waited you wondered what the mysterious man was thinking about right now knowing a girl he didn’t even know tried to use him to make her ex jealous. You thought about if you were probably one of the stories he’s going to tell his friends. You didn’t really mind being someone’s story. It was a nice thought. Your daydreaming was interrupted when the lady handed you your bag. 

“Thank you.” You smiled and left. You thought you’d take a shortcut since so many people were taking the popular roads. Instead of turning left, you turned right, and went down more streets landing onto the bridge. Below the bridge wasn’t water but just free space. You were informed that it’s where all the criminals and thugs were but you didn’t believe it. You looked over the bridge and saw car lights along with a crowd of people beside them. You were so intrigued by what was going on you stayed to look for a bit. 

You saw two people walk to their cars, turning them on. All the other cars backed off and the crowd moved away. A girl in little booty shorts and cropped leather jacket pranced her way into the middle of the two cars. As the drivers accelerated their cars the girl took out a piece of cloth out from her jacket, straightening it out. You couldn’t make out what she screamed but you saw her wave down the cloth signaling the cars to speed off. They sped right down the dry rode making a sharp turn and disappearing. A few minutes passed and you weren’t sure if you should leave. You didn’t know the regulations and didn’t know if they were coming back. Just as you were about the walk away you heard a bolt of cars coming from the back of you and loud screeching following after it. You looked back under and saw the guys coming out from their vehicles. The crowd cheered and went over to the guy that had one, patting him on the back and shoulders. 

You wanted to get a closer look. You went to the end of the bridge, onto the dirt area and carefully slid down it, bad of food in hand. You stood a bit to the edge, not completely submerging yourself into the swarm of people. Some other guys emerged from the horde and volunteered themselves to go next. The past competitors moved their cars to each side, allowing the volunteers to ride up. As it so happens one the past drivers parked right next to you, blinding you with the headlights. “I’m sorry.” He said as he slammed his door. 

“It’s alright. Hey, you did good out there.” You complimented, “I’m y/n by the way" 

“Yoongi. Say, you look familiar. Do I know you from anywhere?” This made you look a bit closer, squinting even, and then it dong on you. 

“You’re the guy I made play my fake boyfriend earlier!” You said a little too loudly. 

“Oh yeah. That was a bit weird haha I’mm guessing some type of ex revenge? It’s cool though. You know, I wouldn’t take you to be the kind of person to come down here.“ 

"Thats right and actually my first time. I heard about the place but never came down to see it myself.” You didn’t even realize the opponents had started and kept on talking to Yoongi. 

“Oooh a newbie~ I’ll take you on a ride in my baby, if you want?" 

"Your baby?” You looked at him as if he was talking nonsense. 

“I didn’t save up for it for basically my whole life to not take care of it.” He said proudly. 

“Okay okay, you got me there.” You smiled looking down. 

“A new play toy I see. Atta boy!” One of the challengers that just finished called out, making Yoongi chuckle nervously. 

“He doesn’t mean that.” He said to you and then turned to the guy, “How about you watch your mouth or I watch it for ya, what’s it gonna be?” He asked as he shoved his hands into his leather jacket. The other guy moved up his hand and motioned to zip his mouth shut. “That’s what I thought." 

"Oooh is that food?” The guy asked excitedly. 

“That’s no-” before Yoongi could even finished what he was going to say some other guys perked up to the sound of food. 


"I could go for some grub!" 

"Where is it?”

The first guy took the bag out of your hand and sat on the floor, opening all the boxes. The other guys followed his motion and started chowing down on all of it. 

“You idiots. Namjoon! Jungkook! Hoseok! That’s not your food! This isn’t my friend! You guys literally just stole her food.” He irritatedly said, pinching his upper nose. 

The boy who looked up to the name of Hoseok looked at you. He was the competitor after Yoongi. "O-oh. I’m so sorry I thought you were Yoongi’s friend, I mean that still doesn’t make it right for me to just grab the bag. I wasn’t thinking I’m sorry.“ He apologized. 

"It’s no worries! I’ll get some more when I walk home right now.” You reassured him. 

“Let me take you.” Yoongi spoke up. 

“But you already ate? You don’t have to." 

"Look, its dark and late and my stupid ass friends stole your food.” He glared at the group who just shrugged him off and proceeded to eat. 

“Let me just take you okay?” You nodded. 

“Sweet, let’s go.” You followed him to the passenger seat. He opened the door for you and climbed in. He went around to the steering wheel and you were both on your way. You told him which restaurant you went to and he knew exactly where it was, not having to direct him to it. You ordered your meal and took it outside since the place was still filled. 

“Are you sure you don’t want any? It’s delicious~” you waved a spoonful in his face earning you a chuckle in return. 

“No no it’s okay." 

"Whatever you saaaaay. You’re missing out man." 

"Am I though? A date with a pretty girl?”

You stopped mid-chew and looked up at him, “d-date?" 

"Unless you don’t see it that way?" 

"I’ll see it that way once you eat!” You said smiling with flushed cheeks. 

“Fiiiine.” He crossed his arms and opened his mouth. You fed him and asked how it was. “It’s fine I guuuueeeesss.” It rolled his eyes mockingly. 

“Just admit it. You’re getting a little hungry~" 

"No, nope. Definitely not….. okay maybe a bit.” By the end of your so called date you split half the food. "You know, you’re actually kind of cool.“ He said to you. 

"Kind of?” You questioned, laughing. He laughed and hit your arm a tad. 

“I’m just kidding.” You sat there in the comforting silence for a few seconds until you shivered at the cool breeze that passed through. “Are you cold? Here take my jacket.” He took it off and hung it over your shoulders. 

“Thank you. For everything. The food, the ride, the jacket.”

“Thank you for accepting this small date offer. Maybe I can take you on a real one sometime?” You nodded and smiled at the kind ask. “Good. Now let’s take you home, yeah? It’s really late now." 

"Okay." You told him the direction of you house and got there a lot faster than you did if you walked back. "Here switch me phones.” you demanded through the window, a bit bent over. You tapped your digits in, as did he, and put a sparkle emoji next to your name. 

“Why the sparkles?” He asked. 

“Just cuz.” You shrugged as you giggled. “I’ll see you some other day Yoongi.” Making him smile and nod. You backed off his car allowing him to ride away. You realized you still had his jacket and it was too late for you to call out. 

You: [I still have your jacket!!] 

Yoongi: [Keep it. It looks better on you then it ever did on me.] 

You smiled at his text and snuggled into his jacket. Getting wafts of his left over cologne.

We don’t believe what’s on TV - Chapter 11

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Resume: I had an ordinary life, or that’s what I wanted to believe. I lost myself in the TV series that I listened to forget the normal boring life. What I didn’t know, however, was that my life would change completely overnight.

Finding myself in 2013 at Beacon Hills County.

This will be a Stiles x Reader but only further in the story

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In this chapter: I lost his confidence. I feel so alone, yet I don’t want to give up. One way or another, I’ll get his trust. I’ll get everyone’s trust. But right now let’s learn about risk and reward.

Word count: 2239

A/N: None of the gifs are mine !

“The stock market is based on two principles. What are they?”

Yes, McCall, you can go to the bathroom.

“Yes, McCall, you can go to the bathroom. Anybody else?”

I recognized the scene. It was Coach’s class, where he was talking about something related to risk and reward and would laugh at Scott who knew the answer. Depressed, I listened absent-mindedly to the professor and amused myself without joy in mimicking the words they said. Seated a bit behind Scott and Stiles, neither of them could see me so I could afford it. But I knew not to utter a word, because if I said their sentence before them, the pain would strike. And exhausted as I was I wasn’t going to survive if it hit again.

No, coach, I know the answer. I mimed with my mouth without looking at the scene.

“Uh, no, coach, I know the answer.”

Coach’s laughter then broke out in the classroom.

Oh, you’re serious.

“Oh, you’re serious.”

Risk and reward.

“Yes. Risk and reward.”

“Wow! Who are you? And what have you done to McCall? Don’t answer that. I like you better. I like you better.”

Usually I would’ve been fascinated to see in real life the scene I had seen so often on YouTube. But not now. I was absorbed by my thoughts.

“Does anybody have a quarter? A quarter.”


Stiles wanted to take a quarter out of his pockets, but the XXL condom went out instead and made a gliding flight before crashing to the ground in front of Coach.

“Stilinski, I think you, uh you dropped this.”

Don’t to laugh. Do not laugh. I had to remain impassive.

“And congratulations.”

I couldn’t prevent a slight giggle from my mouth that I swallowed quickly when I saw Stiles’ black eyes on me. I felt my meager joy disappear.

“Risk and reward. Put the quarter in the mug, win the reward. Okay, watch coach.”

Coach lined up in front of his cup on the floor and flipped the piece in under the applause of the students.

“Huh? Huh? That’s how you do it.” Coach said proudly before throwing the quarter into Danny’s hands.

“Okay. Danny. Risk, reward.”

“What’s the reward?”

“You don’t have to take the pop quiz tomorrow.”

“Coach, it’s not a pop quiz if you tell us about it.”

“Danny, you know, I really expect more from you at this point. Really.”

Then Coach put the quarter on Scott’s desk.

"McCall. Risk, reward. If you don’t put that quarter in the mug, you have to take the pop… the quiz. And you have to write an essay. Risk, more work. Reward no work at all. Or choose not to play.”

“But isn’t this just chance?”

“No. You know your abilities, your coordination, your focus, past experience all factors affecting the outcome. So what’s it gonna be, McCall? More work, no work, or choose not to play?”

Basically, Coach had taught something very useful without knowing it. The principle of risk and reward, weigh the pros and cons. I should do that more often, it will save me from drowning in mistakes.

Scott thought for a moment before placing the quarter back on his desk.

“No play. Okay. Who’s next? Who wants the quarter?”

Stiles drummed on his desk before getting up, brimming with joy at the thought of trying.

“There ya go! There’s a gamblin’ man! Come on! Step up, step up. All right, Stilinski.”

Stiles stood and it was then that the door opened and my breath remained stuck in my throat. He wasn’t supposed to be there, I saved her. Heather was safe. So why was the sheriff here? The panic began to gain me.


“Yeah, coach, I got it.”

“Stiles.” The sheriff said and Stiles raised his head to his father, losing his smile. The sheriff motioned for him to come out then his eyes swept the class and landed on me. He pointed me and motioned to also follow him outside the classroom.

My heart beat too hard.

” Missing?” Stiles said by avoiding visual contact with me. “Nobody has seen her since last night?”

“We put out an A.P.B. but, Stiles, all her friends say you were the last person who saw her.” Then he turned to me. “And that there was a little problem with Y / N. Heather had assured you attacked her in the cellar. Is that true? ”

Anxiety grew more and more in me. She had disappeared. Heather disappeared. She had been taken away anyway, everything I done was useless. I failed, again. The world began to pitch.

“Hey, is everything okay?” The sheriff asked and I had to lean against a wall.

“She disappeared …” I mumbled, looking at the void without answering his questions. “Disappeared …” I cried before I let myself slide against the wall.

“You don’t look good …”

“I failed …” I murmured very low.

“Leave her, dad. She’s just very weird. And she knows nothing, Scott had to bring her home because she felt uneasy and Heather was fine back then. ”

“Okay … You should take her to the infirmary, she’s clearly lacking sleep. I’ll have to leave you. But if you remember anything else, you call me. ”

Stiles nodded positively and his father added something I didn’t understand before Ieaving. For my part, I had my head in my hands, not understanding anything.

“You don’t know what happened to her by any chance uh?” Stiles asked me in a cold tone.

I wanted to answer him. Tell him everything. Calm his anger towards me. But I just couldn’t. The words didn’t come out. I had failed. I will never forgive myself.

Later, I was at the library with Allison and Lydia. Stiles wanted to talk with Scott privately, he had specified, so Scott had asked Allison to watch over me. I felt like an immature child who needed supervision, but in fact I really needed company. I felt awfully lonely and badly.

So we were at the library and Allison was researching on her computer by mechanically drawing the shape of her bruise on a sheet. Lydia was matting something and I was sadly staring at the void.

“I want one.” Lydia mumbled, staring at something behind me and I didn’t need to turn around to find out what she was talking about.

“Which one?”

“The straight one, obviously.” Lydia devoured him with her eyes, literally. And she didn’t give me any attention, as if my peculiarity to know things that I shouldn’t know didn’t matter to her. I saw Lydia get up and go straight to the twin sighing. I turned to Allison who was looking at her cup of coffee.

“What if it’s not a symbol? What if it’s actually a logo? "She mumbled at Lydia, but seeing the empty place in front of her, she turned to see the redhead already after Aidan. Allison smiled before turning to her computer and typing research.

” Do you want help?” I proposed and the look she gave me ended up convincing me that she wasn’t trusting me. I sighed, looking back into the void. “ Got it… ”

More than an hour had passed and Allison still hadn’t found anything. Until I heard a little hurray.

“You found it? ”

“It’s a bank …” Allison answered before realizing she had spoken too much.

“Don’t tell Scott,” she added, making me her soft little frightened eyes.

I knew what was going to happen. Allison was going to get involved and let Boyd and Cora out of the bank by breaking the mountain ash line and Derek would eventually meet Jennifer who was going to brainwash him with false love and so on.

Risk and reward…

I had never managed to help anyone. And my ultimate goal was to save Allison and the others. The reward was to succeed. But the risk was that I would fail, again, or be killed. However, Coach had mentioned something. We must take into account our capacities and our strengths. And I had something on my side.

The world of Teen Wolf had no secrets for me. Well, almost.

So I made my decision.

“I won’t tell Scott if you take me with you.”

In the end, it was hard to convince Allison, but I succeeded. She repeated that it was dangerous, that I could lost my life there, to which I answered that she too risked her life. In short, I succeeded.

I had to wait for Scott to come home, but Allison received a text message from him asking if it was possible to take me back. I thought a moment and concluded that he must surely be doing the kind of ice bath ritual with Isaac in order to find out where the two wolves were locked away. So Allison drove me back home and told me she was going to talk to me about the bank and the plan the next day. I nodded and found myself alone in the big house. But I had a new motivation. I couldn’t always fail, I was going to succeed. And I shouldn’t let myself be demoralized.

So I climbed into my room and settled myself on my bed with a blank sheet and a pencil and stopped.

I couldn’t say what I wasn’t supposed to know, but could I write it?

The pencil landed on the paper and I swallowed by writing the first sentence.

Boyd and Cora are in the old bank.


I sighed and continued to write everything I knew.

The walls are made of material that absorbs the rays of the moon. Mrs Morrell is with Deucalion and is going to lock Derek and Scott with them. Hiding in concierge and hiding odor with ammonia. Erica’s body is there. Allison will break the mountain ash line and Boyd and Erica will run away. Prevent this.

-If they manage to escape, lock them up in the school. Ask for help Mr. Argent. Make sure Jennifer isn’t in the school.

-If they are locked up, hurry to go to the pool where is the first virgin victim. Lydia will probably be there. Then go to reserve forest to save the two girls in the tent.

I reread myself a few times before biting my pencil. To be sure, I should write down the names of all the next victims, but I didn’t want to take that chance. If someone was reading this sheet, I was sure that the pain would come back stronger than ever.

“Y/N? ”

I jerked and quickly put the sheet in my pockets while checking the time. Several hours had passed and Scott was finally back.

“I’m here,” I answered him even though I knew he already knew it.

“Hey,” he whispered, smiling as he stood at the corner of the door. “I pass by to say that … I’m going to sleep at Stiles to work on a homework. And tomorrow night too. ”

In other words, they would seek how to penetrate in the bank and put the plan into execution.

“Okay …” I answered by accepting the next two nights of nightmares that awaited me.

“Okay …” He repeated before tapping the door and turning to leave.

“Scott,” I called and his head reappeared.

“ Yes? ”

“I umm … can you ask Stiles or his father… They still have my cell phone, I don’t know if it’s a proof or whatever, but I’d like, you know …”

“No problem,” he answered, smiling and leaving.

“Scott,” I called him back.

“ Yes?” He asked me backwards.

"Be careful … and … don’t do it on the full moon.”

Intrigued, Scott went back to my room and sat down on my bed beside me.

“You told Derek the same thing, but we didn’t understand why. ”

“Just … what you are going to do, don’t do it on the full moon. ”

“You’ll have to be more precise, Y / N …”

I took a deep breath looking at my hands.

“I know … what you are. You, Derek, Isaac. I know what happens to you once a month. ”

I looked up at his reaction. At first surprised, his expression stiffened.

“How …” He whispered. “Huh I don’t even want to know.” He got up from the bed and looked at me. The kindness had disappeared from his dark eyes. "I do everything to trust you, to keep my calm, to be patient … but I can’t continue like this if you don’t give me more explanations. ”

My heart missed a beat. No, not him. I couldn’t lose his trust. Not him. Panic won me over.

“Scott!” I said as I get up. "When I try to talk I …” I tried to speak, but no word came out. They stuck in my throat, as if someone put me on mute.

“ You what?” Scott said not impressed at all.

” I… “

Impossible. No sound came out of my mouth.

"You can’t say that. Try again and it’s not only the voice that you’ll lose. ”

The voice … that damn voice that didn’t want to let go.

“I’m sorry …” I ended up saying, crying. “Sorry,” I added, nestling in my bed, powerless.

“Me too,” Scott added and I heard him leave.

In the next chapter: The plan in the bank. Avoiding the alpha pack and saving Scott and Derek without breaking the line. 

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anonymous asked:

Slightly obsessive and very flirty villain izuku x hero s/o? ;)) Ive seen fanart and couldnt resist

Hope you liked it. I might write more of this later. Villain!Izuku is just… uh.

You were doing your patrols again today, like usual. It had been quiet the whole day and there was nothing big going on, but the night was coming so things would probably get a bit more interesting soon. You freaked out when someone pulled you to the dark alley and pinned you against the wall.

“Jeesus christ Izuku. Can’t you just say hi or something.”, you sighted.

“It’s more fun like this.”-he nibbled your earlobe- “Are you gonna work all night? I’m getting bored.”, he growled at your ear.

“Yes, I have my job as a hero you know. But I got my vacation in a few weeks and then we have all the time in the world.”, you grinned.

“Few weeks? I don’t wanna wait that long.”, he whined.

He sure knew how to make you feel bad for him. That adorable puppy face. He was a villain, but it was hard to tell before you actually saw him in action. When he fought, those adorable eyes had a bit of a scary glow to them.

“Fineeee, I’ll see if I can get tomorrow off. Happy now?”, you sighted.

“Yeah I am.”, he grinned.

“But I gotta go now. It would suck if another hero saw us together. That would be trouble.”, you said.

“I know, they might try to separate us.”, he smiled mischievously.

“Oh yeah, that would be bad. But anyway I’ll come to your place when I’m done with work. See ya.”

You smiled at him one last time when he disappeared to the shadows. You could see that same glow in his eyes again. He must be up to something. Hopefully you wouldn’t cross paths. You really didn’t like to fight him, and he wouldn’t want to fight you either.

It was pretty quiet until around midnight. Then you heard the first explosion. Was Izuku causing trouble? You sprinted towards the scene and relaxed a bit when you saw it was some guirk gang busting up a bank. They had gotten into a fight with a few other heroes. You ran to the middle of the chaos and tackled one of the robbers. He was a piece of cake to take down and you moved on to the next one.

There were only a few more villains to deal with. The two other heroes were next to you, ready to take down the three villains in front of you. It would be one on one for everyone. You dashed towards the biggest of them, confident you could take him down, but your spurt was cut short when someone grabbed both your ankles. You fell to the ground. You glanced down at your legs and saw that there was one more villain. She must have been underground, ready to slow people down if needed. You kicked her off, but it was too late. The big guy you were going to attack was already looming over you. He had raised his hands, ready to smack your head to the sidewalk. You wouldn’t have time to dodge. You knew you were allowed to be afraid, but you felt so ashamed when you closed your eyes.

You heard a smack, but nothing hit you. You opened your eyes and looked to your right to see where the smacking was coming from. It was Izuku, he was looming over the guy. He was beating the shit out of the dude.

“Don’t you touch her. Nobody touches her, except me. Nobody.”, he hissed.

“You… aaa… Villain. Stop.”, you stammered. You couldn’t let anyone know you knew him.

Izuku just glanced at you and ran away. He couldn’t risk getting caught. He had been following you, because he had a feeling something bad might happen. He was glad he had. How dared that bastard touch you, you were his. He knew he shouldn’t get too possesive but he could help it. You were so… you. And you were only his to touch.

You were left a bit confused when Izuku fled the scene, leaving you stand there. You were pretty much fine, so you helped the other heroes to release the villains to the police custody. After that, you jogged back to your agency and told them you would take tomorrow off. They agreed so you changed out of your hero costume and went home. When you opened your front door you were met with two arms wrapping around you.

“Wow, wow, wow. Why are you here? I told you I’d come to your place later.”, you asked.

“Yeah, but I wanted to make sure you were okay. Nobody saw me coming here, don’t worry about that.”, he said as he checked you all over.

“I’m fine, you really saved me there you know. Why were you there by the way?”

“Weeeeeell… I was just making sure you were okay.”, he smiled nervously.

“So you were following me?”


“Okay. Why?”, you asked.

“I just had a bad feeling.”

“Well thanks anyway. I owe you one.”

“You wanna pay me right away?”, he grinned michievously.

“You bet.”, you smiled.

Izuku pulled you closer and kissed you. His hand were on your waist and yours were in his hair. He picjed you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist. He then carried you to the bed. He laid you down, staying on top of you. He moved to nibble your neck.

“I won’t let anyone ever touch you again.”, he muttered to your neck.

“Mmmmmhhhm.”, you panted.

You knew how he was, and you loved him for it.