or can i go punch my walls

Tonight I may have had an encounter with the smoothest human being on earth.

As many of you know I work as an actor in a haunted house. This is a fun job for many reasons, but witnessing people’s reactions to being scared is by far the best. I’m a scare window actor, which means I hide behind a section of the wall that is held up by a latch that I can lift and drop away suddenly, scaring people with both my scream, and the loud sound my window makes upon being dropped. I have a small hole drilled in the wall to look through to see people passing.

The smoothest human being on the planet wore a white hoodie. He came in a group with three other friends. I did not expect to scare him much. After a while you can kind of gauge just by what you can glimpse from your peephole whether someone will be a good scare or not. Men in their 20’s in a mixed group of friends typically do not get scared easily. But this guy was wearing white in my blacklight-equipped hallway, so he had made himself an easy target and I had to take advantage.

I dropped my window precisely when he was in front of it.

He leapt back toward the wall on the other side of my narrow hallway and his drew back his arm like he meant to punch me.

“This is it.” I thought. “I’m finally going to be socked in the face for scaring someone.”

But I was wrong.

His arm kept curling back behind his head. Smoothly, flawlessly, effortlessly he tucked his hand behind his head, leaned back on the wall opposite me, and propped a foot up on the plywood frame of my open window, reclining with ease.

“So, come here often?” He asked.

All of this occurred within the span of a second. Maybe two.

I was shook. I was stunned. I almost broke character.

I shrugged. “Only on the weekends.” I replied with my character voice. His group laughed. He double finger gunned me and walked on.

I will never forget him.

I cannot stress enough how perfect his transition from his fear reaction to his playboy act was. It flowed so naturally.

He is already a legend in my haunt.

Baby Driver

this movie is flawless and here are some reasons why:

  • the whole soundtrack
  • the entire beginning sequence
  • when Griff (Jon Bernthal) gets in the car during the first heist and points forward and Baby slams it backwards
  • sign language
  • Joe made me so happy?
  • also when he signed “who’s the girl?”
  • Ansel Elgort’s lips? blocked
  • you can hear his tinnitus (ringing sound) when he’s not listening to music
  • you can’t hear his tinnitus when he’s with Deborah
  • when he takes one ear bud out the music shifts to one side
  • Kevin Spacey. just overall. i love him
  • “what the fuck?”
  • when he goes to get coffee and he’s listening to Harlem Shuffle by Bob & Earl you can see the lyrics graffiti-ed on the walls and poles and stuff behind him as he’s walking
  • when Baby is ordering coffee and he goes “yeah yeah yeah” in time with the song
  • Baby reciting back the entire plan and then looking at Bats and going “questions?”
  • “That’s my Baby.” “Fuck yo’ Baby.”
  • the gunshots are perfectly in time with the music during every fight sequence
  • when Buddy cocks Darling’s gun for her
  • Darling’s outfits
  • she’s also rly pretty the fuck
  • Brighton Rock??? What the fuck???? so good I love Queen
  • “And you’re in a pink and sparkly mood?” “I am now.”
  • Every time Baby smirks I wanna punch him
  • the sunglasses scene
  • the scene where he’s running away from the cops is just as intense as the car chase scenes and the gun fights
  • Simon and Garfunkel’s Baby Driver is so catchy fuck
  • “Wait, I have to start the song over.”
  • When he goes into the diner and it starts playing When Something Is Wrong With My Baby
  • Baby singing along to Neat Neat Neat
  • “Now you know I hate taking candy from Baby…”
  • Jamie Foxx’s character was unpredictable, and a little unnerving. He wasn’t like terrifying but there definitely were moments where I wasn’t sure what he was gonna do and it made me nervous
  • side note my dad was peeing when Bats died and when he came back and I told him Baby killed Bats he went “ah, good.”
  • “You took something from me that I love, now you know I gotta do the same to you.” Oh yea for sure he’s gonna shoot Deb- FUCK
  • that part was honestly so good I spent like 5 minutes with my mouth hanging open like fuck you Buddy you can’t take that away from him :’( 
  • but it also shows that Buddy really understood Baby and remember that he kinda stood up for Baby and they were bonding a lil with music and stuff it just shows how unpredictable he was
  • I have legitimately been listening to the soundtrack for this movie since I saw it a week ago today
  • his name is Miles
  • if Edgar Wright and James Gunn made a movie together I would die immediately upon entering the theater

don’t worry I’ll see this movie 8937459 more times so expect more of this

I was nervous, I admit.  It was our second date and I wanted everything to be as close to perfect as possible.  I had even gone so far as to fill up my car with the second cheapest gasoline type.  I had no idea what it was or why anyone would ever buy it but I decided that no expense would be spared.

I had also baked some fresh muffins.  Those took me about six hours to make because I kept changing my mind on what flavor muffins I wanted.  At first, I wanted to make some with nuts but then I changed my mind after about ten minutes of them in the oven.  So, I put on my mitts I knitted the day before and took them out, promptly dug into the muffins with tweezers to remove each nut, and then decided to replace them with chocolate chips.  This worked well, until I remembered that I hadn’t asked her if she was allergic to chocolate or not and didn’t want her not to be able to have any.  So, I put on my mitts I had knitted the day before and took them out of the oven, got back out my tweezers and tried to remove the chocolate chips.  They were all melted and everything but eventually I managed to get them out with a straw.  I replaced them with bananas because I had never heard of anyone that was allergic to bananas and I thought that was a safe bet.  After about three hours of cooking at 100 degrees they seemed warm enough to be done. 

Her apartment was a short drive away.  I got out of the car like a gentleman and rang her doorbell instead of playing my Linkin Park song so loud that she could hear it from inside and know that I was there.   Her doorbell had a nice ring to it.  Like really nice.  I loved the notes and the rhythm to the chimes and everything.  It was nicely paced and not too rushed.  It really gave off a welcoming feel. 

She answered the door with a smile. 

“Hey, I really like your doorbell,” I said.

She stepped out and glanced at it. 

“How much?” I asked.

She laughed right in my face.  I assured her I wasn’t joking.

“I can’t sell you my doorbell. How would you even get it out of my house? Isn’t it built into the wall?”

“That’s not important. I’m willing to go as high as $100."  I had seen half a season of Pawn Stars; I knew what I was doing.

"500.” she countered.  She knew what she was doing, too.

“Meet me in the middle at 300?”

“350.”

Dang, she was good.  She must have seen at least two seasons of Pawn Stars, maybe even three.  But I really wanted those bells. 

“Alright, I can do 350,” I said as I went in for the handshake.

I spent the next hour and a half punching her wall to get her doorbells out.  Then I drove home and installed them.  I forgot about the date and the banana muffins completely.

BS&T SCREENSHOTS

When a 18+ scene comes on tv and your parents cover your eyes

When you see your best friend in public and they don’t see you

Payback 

“And this is son how we’ll snatch Armys again with our next album”

Hobi’s looking at the art..Tae is looking at a masterpiece..

Memekook f4

Beside the fact that his hands are beautiful, what really caught my attention is THOSE CUTE BABY HAIRS

Jungkook is always sleeping in the most uncomfortable positions ever…either upside down or hanging from a freakin swing


Here’s the part that every single army loves and dw I’m gonna show you that the sexiest part of their dance looks really, really weird if you happen to pause at the right time!!

Jimin’s literally flying 

Jungkook is down on all four…(this sounded really weird I know)

Then there’s Jin

And Namjoon

Here’s some un-explainable pictures(?)…

(Just look at Hobi and Yoongi…they look possessed…)

This reminds me when I loose smth and the first thing I do when I start looking after it is that I start touching my boobs…

They’re dancing salsa in the background…they’re so talented 

When you say or do smth stupid and have to fight the urge to punch yourself in the face

Legends say that if you look at this picture for 0.000000001 seconds you’ll fall in love with the man in the picture

…………..(can someone teach me how to write “….” in caps??)

When you see a spider on the wall and decide to run for your life…I feel you Kook…I really do…

Okay but why’s Tae so aggressive..? And Jimin’s really feeling himself…Hobi looks mad…What’s going on…I’m confused…again..I’ve been confused since I became an army

Idk what to caption this I’m still confused 

Following Spree

Seeing as I have returned from the dead, now is the perfect opportunity to follow more people! My tastes have changed a little and my dash needs some love.

Like/reblog if you post about:


-Gravity Falls

-Rick and Morty

-Over the Garden Wall

-Anything Autumn/Halloween

-Anything yellow. Not even kidding. I love yellow.

-Flight of the Conchords

-Heathers

-Be more Chill

-Hamilton

-Dear Evan Hansen

-Musicals in general

-Bookish things

-Cosplay

-Night in the Woods

-Jacksepticeye/Antisepticeye

-Markiplier/Darkiplier

-Dan and Phil

-Sims 4

-Stardew Valley

-Doctor Who

-Animation

-Knitting

-Star Trek

-MBTI especially INFP

-Psychology

That’s all I can think of for now. If I come up with more I’ll add on to it. Now GO GO GO. PUNCH THAT BUTTON. LIKE A BOSS.

I want to cry and scream until my lungs hurt or I run out of tears. I want to throw things until they break and punch walls until I can no longer feel my hands. I want to kick down my door or throw myself onto the floor until my body stops shaking. I have so many pent up emotions, anger, hurt, sadness, betrayal. I want to hurt everything because everything is hurting me.
—  but all i’m going to do is pretend that everything is fine ( 11:15 )
Anger - Ethan Dolan

Request: OMG! Welcome back! Can I please have an ethan dolan imagine were he’s super jealous and it causes a heated arugment making u storm out and just gray having to calm him down pls xxxxxxxx

Word count: 461

Requested by: Anon

Thank you! I’ll be staying for good now ;) x

“Ugh, you are so infuriating Dolan!” I shout, turning away from him. He takes quicks steps towards me and grabs my arm, turning me around to face him.

“He was practically undressing you with his eyes!” he yells back, the veins in his neck popping out.

“That doesn’t mean you can hit him! You punched him, you could have seriously hurt him!”

“I told him to back off, I was just protecting what’s mine!” Ethan yells, backing me up into a wall.

“I’m not a piece of property, you don’t own me.” I growl, as he closes the space between us. Ethan’s breathing is heavy, he’s face is red with anger and his hair is messy from the amount of times he’s pulled it. Now, this would be a beautiful sight if I wasn’t so mad with the kid.

“I’m not dealing with your jealousy right now.” I say, climbing out of his grip and making my way towards the kitchen.

“And I’m not dealing with you wanting to fuck other guys!” he shouts loudly, causing Grayson to walk out to make sure everything’s okay.

“You okay y/n?” He questions, worry lacing his tone.

“Fuck off Grayson,” Ethan growls, “this doesn’t involve you.”

“I’m fine, thank you Grayson, I was just going.” I say, greasing Ethan off.

“Hell fucking no you aren’t.” Ethan protests causing me to let out a laugh.

“Like I said Dolan.” I pick up my bag from the floor. “You don’t own me, you can’t tell me what to do.” I make my way towards the front door, Ethan hot on my heels.

“y/n!” He shouts, “don’t just leave! We’ll take about it.” Grayson pulls Ethan back before he can grab my arm which doesn’t please Ethan at all.

“Get the fuck off me Grayson!” he yells, turning around and getting in his twins face.

“Just let her go, let her cool off.” I smile at Grayson and slam the door before Ethan could turn around.

Originally posted by graysonsbabymomma

Graysons POV:

Before Ethan can try and convince y/n to stay, she leaves. He lets out an inhuman growl and throws a punch at the wall.

“Ethan!” I scold him. But it doesn’t stop him, he continues to throw punch after punch. I pull him away and notice the blood trickling down his knuckles.

“I can’t help but get jealous because I get so worried about losing her to someone else.” He says, breathing heavily. “You need to cool down, let her relax too.” Ethan starts pacing back and forth in the room. “She’ll come back, and if she isn’t back within the hour we’ll go looking for her and your dumbass can apologise for being a dick.” Ethan lets out a small laugh.

“Anything to get her beautiful ass back.”

Soooo first imagine back and sorry if it’s not how you wanted it or not very good I haven’t written in over a year ahahah x

It’s All My Fault

||| @chanyeolisdaddyaf asked: Hey, can I get an EXO and Monsta X scenario where they are being aggressive with their girlfriends? |||

EXO


Shin Hoseok (Wonho) x Reader

Genre: Mafia AU, angst

Word count: 581

Originally posted by wonhontology

He was supposed to come back 2 hours ago. You were starting to get impatient when you heard voices coming from the first floor. You rushed downstairs. They were talking about something and you could feel how tense the atmosphere was. When you got near them they all fell silent.

“What happened?” you asked. Hoseok just glared at you and brushed past, going up the stairs to his office. You followed him with your eyes and when he was inside you turned to the members.

“What’s up with him? Why the gloomy faces?”

“Don’t mind him, you know that you’re the last person he would do anything to.” Kihyun told you.

“The deal didn’t come through, it was a trap.” Changkyun interrupted.

“What?” only now you noticed that there was one member missing.

“Where’s Minhyuk?” you questioned but the members stayed quiet. “Tell me!!” you shouted grabbing Kihyun by the collar.

“I think you should hear this from Hoseok.” he said. You let go of him and quickly ran up the stairs, slamming the door to his office open. He was standing near the window, his back to you.

“Tell me what happened.”

“Close the door.” he said in a harsh tone.

He never talked to you like that so you were reluctant to comply. He turned around and looked you straight in the eyes.

“Close the god damn door!!” he ordered, practically shouting at you. You have never seen him this angry and you could feel a shiver run down your spine. You didn’t want to make him more mad and finally got the door closed. You stood still for a minute and after a while decided to approach him. Maybe you will get him to calm down.

“Hoseok-“  you started putting your hand on his shoulder.

“Don’t touch me!”

You pulled back and waited for him to tell you something. He turned to the window again.

“Minhyuk is dead.”

It seemed like the world stopped at that moment. You could feel the tears starting to build up in the corners of your eyes.

“How?” was the only thing you dared ask him. He punched the wall near him, startling you.

“It’s all my fault, I should have known this would happen. How could I trust those bastards…”

“How can you say that? Are you really going to blame yourself for this?” you were about to ask when he slapped you hard across the face. Holding your cheek you immediately took a few steps back.

“And what do you know?! You weren’t even there!!” he shouted but then realized what he had done.

“Oh my god, baby I’m sorry, my emotions took over me.” he begged you to understand as he approached you. But it was too late, you couldn’t look at his face right now because the sweet Hoseok you knew disappeared the moment you walked into this room. Avoiding his grasp you rushed out of the room.  You ran downstairs where the other members were still gathered.

“Y/N?! What happened?” Hyungwon asked.

“Move!!” you just shouted going out the door to your car.

“What did you do Hoseok?” Kihyun tried to stop him as he chased after you. He pushed him away and ran outside.

“Baby, please wait!!” but you had already started the car’s engine you looked at him through the rear view mirror meeting his gaze for the last time before you drove off.

“Fuck!!” he screamed slumping down at the ground. “What have I done?..”


!!! Part 2 !!!

A/N: Aggressive behaviour = perfect opportunity to write a mafia au 😃 But getting serious aggressive relationships is a big no no and should not be tolerated. Anyhow, feel free to request more scenarios, reactions etc, I keep up with a lot of groups, both male and female!! 😉

Cure (3)

Bucky x reader

Notes: trigger warnings! Implications of sexual abuse, mentions of torture, swearing, injuries, memory loss, recuperating, fluff, angst and obviously, eventually: smut.

A/N: Here’s part three! Bucky finds out about his past and wants to see his files, shit happens. 

Originally posted by natpekis

“So.. what you’re saying is: I was captured during World War two, after I fell off a train to my death, but I wasn’t really dead of course, and then brainwashed and tortured into killing a shitload of people before you found me again and snapped my crazy ass out of it”

Sounds about right.

“Yeah, Buck” Steve shifts a little, looking helpless and worried, sharing glances with Y/N and Sam.

I don’t think I can take any more of this. It feels as if it’s true, I know it is; but how the hell was I still sane after that?

Are you? Really?

Shut up.

Honestly. If I’m anything like the voice in my head, claiming to be me, I’m a real asshole. 

Keep reading

It’s about that time again. After asking twitter when I should share it and an overwhelming vote in favor of “now, you asshole,” I’m excited to share the official playlist for THE EDGE OF THE ABYSS!

Like last time, I’ve included a note about what each song is there for, and the songs are roughly in story order. This, of course, leads to a caveat: while I’ve done my best to keep things vague, the deeper you go and the closer you read, the more you wander into potential spoiler territory. 

This playlist grew alongside the book—some songs corresponding to certain scenes, others lending themselves more to the overall vibe. Those of you who’ve read already can probably see their influence and the ways they reflect the story. Those of you who haven’t… buckle up.

  1. So Far From Your Weapon // The Dead Weather // there’s a bullet in my pocket burning a hole / you’re so far from your weapon and the place you were born // a song for lookout duty
  2. Winter // Daughter // drifting apart like two sheets of ice, my love / frozen hearts growing colder with time // a song for three weeks of silence
  3. Blame // Bastille // fall upon your knees, saying ‘this is my body and soul here’ / fall and beg and plead, saying ‘you’ve got the power and control’ / don’t pin it all on me // a song for swift at the door
  4. Gun // CHVRCHES // who are you to tell me how to keep myself afloat? / i tread the water all the while / you stuck in the knife that you held at my back // a song for bleeding lips and finding balance
  5. Get Home // Bastille // how am i gonna get myself back home? // a song for a question
  6. Mother & Father // BROODS // ever since i left my mother, it’s much harder to know / how to make my own life here, how to make my own home // a song for a heart too empty
  7. We the Common // Thao & The Get Down Stay Down // all they wanted was a villain, a villain / and all they had was me / all they wanted was a villain, a villain / so then they just took me // a song for cas and the salt
  8. Beggin For Thread // Banks // strapped down to something that you don’t understand / don’t know what you were getting yourself into / you should have known / secretly i think you knew  // a song for cas and the bind
  9. Ships in the Night // Mat Kearney // turn the lights down low / walk these halls alone / we can feel so far from so close // a song for trying to make it work
  10. Black Water // Of Monsters And Men // swallowed by a vicious, vengeful sea / darker days are raining over me / in the deepest depths i lost myself / i see myself through someone else // a song for cas
  11. Trouble // Neon Jungle // they say here comes a hurricane / trouble is her middle name / but i don’t look for trouble / yeah, trouble looks for me // a song for swift at the helm of a needleboat
  12. Hell and Back // The Airborne Toxic Event // and you took me to hell and back / how many times can i walk away from you? // a song for a new year
  13. I’m So Sorry // Imagine Dragons // so you gotta fire up / you gotta let go / you’ll never be loved ‘til you’ve made your own // a song for meeting an old friend in the middle of a storm
  14. Bullets // Rebecca & Fiona // don’t make me show you how weak you are / hurts like bullets between these walls // a song for a punching bag
  15. The Draw // Bastille // in my left hand there is the familiar / in my right hand there’s the great unknown // a song for cas’s turmoil
  16. Leave A Trace // CHVRCHES // i have somehow got away with everything / anything you ever did was strictly by design / but you got it wrong / and i’ll go anywhere but there // a song for cas, the knife
  17. Ghost Towns // Radical Face // but i miss you / but there’s no coming home / there’s no coming home with a name like mine // a song for cas and tom
  18. We Sink // CHVRCHES // we are / i’ve come apart and you made me / float like / a pretty box of your evil // a song for young leadership
  19. Cliffs Edge // Hayley Kiyoko // cliff’s edge, you turn me on / you lead me on / you’ve got me on a cliff’s edge / where i belong // a song for a cold bottle of beer on the trainer deck
  20. Everybody Wants To Rule The World // Lorde // help me make the most of freedom / and of pleasure / nothing ever lasts forever // a song for second times
  21. This Is Why We Fight // The Decemberists // so come to me / come to me / lay your arms around me / this is why / this is why we fight // a song for the last stand 
  22. I Bet My Life // Imagine Dragons // i know i took the path that you would never want for me / i know i let you down, didn’t i? // a song for new ships on the horizon
  23. Home // American Authors // i’m not trying to part the ocean waves / i’m not trying to overthrow the throne / i’m just trying to find a way to make it back home  // a song for the end in sight
  24. Monster Lead Me Home // Sara Hartman // where there is nowhere to hide / stranger on the other side / we walk in shadows / monster lead me home // a song for cutting a deal
  25. Love Me Again // John Newman // i need to know now / know now, can you love me again? // a song for new beginnings in the bones of old ones

anonymous asked:

Pretty pretty please can you write something where Alex and Kara see Maggie when she's on the heavy bag or upset and Kara goes to comfort her but Al's like 'sweetie, I've got this' and it's sweet and comforting and amazing and I've been crying since I woke up this morning please give me something fluffy!

Kara knows something’s wrong the moment she enters the building.

Maggie’s heartbeat is steady, but elevated, hard, and while she’s generally learned to avoid walking into Alex or Maggie’s places – or her own bedroom during game night – when their heartbeats are quick and rapid, Maggie is alone.

She’s alone and loud hip hop that Kara can’t identify is pounding along with a rhythmic thudding.

Kara sighs.

Maggie’s working on her heavy bag.

Normally, Kara wouldn’t give it a second thought – Maggie loves that thing – but she’d had breakfast with James this morning and he’d regaled her with tales of how hard Maggie had just pushed him – and herself – in the gym.

So this probably isn’t her regular workout.

She gives up on the door after it becomes clear that Maggie’s not going to hear it, so she jets around the building and raps, instead, on the living room window.

Maggie’s face – sweat-streaked with focused, furious, intense eyes and messy hair swept off her neck in a high bun – doesn’t change when she sees Kara, and she doesn’t stop bouncing on the balls of her feet.

But she does tug at her gloves with her teeth, and she sheds one to yank the window open for her girlfriend’s little sister.

“Need something, Little Danvers?” she yells over her music, glad she doesn’t have to turn it down because of Kara’s superhearing. Without waiting for an answer, she replaces her glove and goes back to slamming combinations into the bag, working on her breathing and hip rotation with singular focus.

Kara watches her for a long moment.

“How do you do that? Alex says I always drop my left shoulder before I throw a punch, that it gives me away.”

Maggie sighs and gestures Kara in front of her, still weaving up and down on the balls of her feet.

“You shouldn’t have to drop your shoulder because it shouldn’t be up like that to begin with. Keep the tension in your core, not your shoulders.”

She reaches around Kara’s body and hesitates before touching her. Kara nods, suddenly breathless, suddenly shy, and Maggie is somehow both gentle and firm as she shows Kara with a splayed hand on her stomach, how to brace her abs, with gently tapping fingers on her shoulder, prompting her to relax it.

“Good, Little Danvers. Now when you punch, try not to send my bag through the wall, okay?”

Kara grins and pulls her punches, and Maggie surveys her with sharp eyes.

“You seemed pretty in danger of putting it through the wall yourself, Maggie.”

She catches the question in Kara’s voice, and she grunts and shifts Kara by the hips to the side so she can go at the bag again.

“It’s nothing, it’s whatever. Just a workout.”

“I heard you already had an exhausting one this morning.” There’s no judgment in Kara’s voice, just concern, but Maggie launches a rough roundhouse kick at the bag anyway.

“Our line of work, you can’t train too hard.”

“Actually, you – ”

“I’m fine, Kara. What did you need, anyway?”

Kara slips her phone out of her pocket and texts Alex as Maggie launches a new assault on the bag.

“Winn and I are in the mood for pool, and we wondered if you wanted to come.”

“No phone?” Maggie asks without looking at her, and Kara’s heart threatens to break, because she knows her sister’s girlfriend is breaking, but she doesn’t know why.

And her worst nightmare – both of their worst nightmares, she imagines – is not knowing how to help.

“You weren’t answering.” Kara finally reaches over and turns down the music, because her own senses are starting to overload. Maggie opens her mouth to object, but glances at Kara’s face and nods immediately, silently, like she understands without needing an explanation. Because she does.

Kara finds herself hoping that her sister marries this woman.

Maggie keeps her gaze on Kara’s face and her eyes soften somewhat. She stills for the first time since Kara flew in and rips off her gloves with a sigh.

“You ever just… for no reason, everything feels like the world’s ending? Except it’s not actually?”

Kara nods softly, slowly. “This one of those days?”

Maggie just stares at her face for a long moment, like she’s evaluating how much she wants to risk, and before she can decide, Alex’s key scrapes the lock.

One look at Maggie’s somehow both guarded and open face, the sweat pouring down her body, the slow swiveling of the heavy bag, and the concern in Kara’s eyes tells her everything she needs to know.

“Oh sweetie. I got this.” She strides over to Kara, squeezing her hands and kissing her cheek gratefully. “You wanna go get us some takeout?”

“I’ll go to that organic place in Austin, okay?” she tells Maggie, who fights tears and shakes her head, struck silent by the way the Danvers girls just… want to care for her. For some reason she can’t fathom.

“You don’t have to, Little – ”

But Kara’s already kissed her cheek, smiled softly at her sister, and flown back out the window.

Silence rises in her wake, and Maggie goes to put her gloves back on.

“Whoa whoa, okay,” Alex reaches out with gentle hands to stop her. “You don’t have to talk, babe, but you need to be gentler with your body, okay? Can you do that for me?”

Maggie stares at the ground and Alex kisses her forehead.

Maggie backs up.

“I’m all sweaty and gross.”

“Sweaty, yes. Gross? No. Never.”

Maggie sighs and Alex waits until she knows Maggie’s ready for a tiny push.

“One of those days?”

Maggie nods, humiliation written everywhere on her body, and Alex’s heart shatters.

“Well, Kara will be back in a little under an hour. You know what that gives us enough time for?”

“I’m not really up for sex, Danvers.”

Alex pffts. “No! Here, you shower. It’ll help. I’ll warm the towels for you. And I’ll have a surprise waiting when you come out, okay?”

Maggie sighs skeptically, exhaustedly.

“Do you trust me, babe?”

Maggie nods, because if she’s not beating the life out of something, it’s about all she can do.

“Good. So go. Shower.”

She does. She does and she hates every moment of it, especially the parts that make her feel somewhat, somehow, better.

But her throat unsticks and when she steps out of the bathroom in the tank and boxers Alex had slipped in and left for her, she speaks, because she panics.

Because her studio isn’t all that big, yet she can’t see Alex.

Alex, who told her to trust her. And yet she couldn’t see her anywhere.

“Alex.”

“Down here, babe!”

Alex’s voice is muffled and the smile in it, the barely restrained, bursting enthusiasm, is so clear that Maggie’s lips start tilting upward of their own accord.

“Danvers, what – “

Because as she rounds the couch, she finds Alex buried in a fort made, it seems, of every single pillow and blanket Maggie owns.

“It’s the Bad Day Tunnel. Or hole. Or fort. Or burrow. I can’t decide what it should be called. Kara would always call it the Fortress of Sistertude, but I very much don’t want you to be my sister, so I figure we should come up with something else.”

In spite of herself, Maggie plops down in the fort next to Alex, who tosses a blanket over her shoulders and lets her lean into her body.

“What does one do in the Bad Day… thing?” she asks in a monotone, because she’s scared that if she allows any emotion into her voice – like the overwhelming feeling of being cared for, being heard, being seen, that Alex is giving her so perfectly – she’ll break.

“One has a bad day. It’s where you go when you’re extra sad. You can do anything you want in the fort. Drink scotch – don’t worry, the scotch is for you, I brought myself root beer – ” And sure enough, there are bottles and glasses in the center of the fort – “and when Kara gets back, eat food. There can be music and there can be crying and there can be yelling and there can be cuddling, and I brought tissues and your favorite stuffed animals and your phone in case you want to just zone out and scroll through Instagram or something.”

“So basically you made me a depression tent. Where I can be depressed and it’s okay.”

Alex’s eyes fly wide, thinking that Maggie hates it. Thinking that she’s messed up, thinking that she’s hurt her more, offended her, been insensitive to her, not heard her.

“Yes?” Her voice is small and her voice is terrified, but then Maggie’s soft lips are on hers, and it’s one of the softest kisses they’ve ever shared, because Maggie has the energy to beat a heavy bag senseless but she doesn’t have the energy to sustain a passionate kiss, so Alex lets it stay soft, stay gentle, stay tender, stay perfect.

“I love you, Alex,” Maggie whispers into her lips, and Alex swears she won’t cry.

“I love you too, Maggie. However you feel, whenever you feel it.”

They’re both asleep in the depression tent when Kara returns with three heaping bags of takeout, and she smiles and sets the bags down and crawls into the fort, the tent, the safety, with her sister and her future sister-in-law. Alex feels Kara’s warmth and hums happily, shifting in her sleep so Kara can slip onto Maggie’s other side and help Alex hold her safe, hold her steady, hold her loved.

Arena/Gladiator Sentence Starters
Requested by Anonymous
  • “Come at me!” 
  • “I will end your win streak right here!” 
  • “I’ve faced worse.” 
  • “I’ll make this quick.” 
  • “Stand still!” 
  • “You look like you couldn’t even hurt a fly.” 
  • “Didn’t know I was going to be fighting a child.” 
  • “It’s nothing personal.” 
  • “Ready to give up?”
  • “You couldn’t even punch a wall.” 
  • “Looks like you’re on the ropes.” 
  • “This’ll be easy.” 
  • “Please, we don’t have to do this!” 
  • “They sent you out unprepared?!”
  • “What’d you think is behind that gate?” 
  • “Looks like we’ll be fighting alongside each other, old friend.” 
  • “I hate to see you on the other side of the arena, my friend.” 
  • “You may be big, but you ain’t stupid.” 
  • “Had enough?” 
  • “Look, I hate you, but I hate them more. Can we call a truce just for this fight?” 
  • “This match’ll be a bore.” 
  • “They gave me the wrong weapon!” 
  • “Stand up and face me!” 
  • “Get up!” 
  • “Stay down!” 
  • “We fight until one doesn’t get back up.” 
  • “How many fights have you been in already today?” 
  • “You look like you can barely stand.” 
  • “What kind of creature are you?” 
  • “One on one; come on!” 
  • “You. Me. Fight to the death.” 
You Two Are Children I Swear (Theo Raeken Imagine ft. Liam)

Originally posted by vxidability-nolan

Originally posted by addictfilmsseries

NOTE: lmao whoops I lied I’m posting it today even tho i need to work on two essays and math hw i couldn’t help it


Summary: Reader is Theo’s girlfriend and is trying to help Theo and Liam distract the hunters that Nolan had called up when he followed them.

Warning: lil but of sassiness, a few bad words, also spoilers from S6b ep16.


“Is it working?” Liam asks Mason while looking at Theo and I, “Yes, he’s behind me, like literally behind me driving a bright red car, he’s not really good at this” Mason rambles, Theo and I looked at each other and snickered. Ten minutes later, Mason arrives in Lydia’s car.

“He’s still behind you?” Theo and Liam questioned, “Yeah he’s right up the road” Mason replies. “Babe can you help me get some of this stuff out?” Theo asks, “Yeah of course” I answer walking to him grabbing a whole bunch of blankets and cases of water.

Theo pulls me to the side while Mason and Liam are talking, “You didn’t have to come help us (Y/N)”, I sigh, “I know but I wanted to, it’s a bonus when I get to spend time with my boyfriend” I giggle elbowing him lightly. Theo just smiles, “There’s the smile that I love” I comment.

Theo stands behind me and wraps his arms around my waist, “Thank you for helping us out, I just don’t want to see you get hurt because of all the hunters thinking we are all monsters” Theo mumbles in my ears.

“Theo, you and I both know we aren’t monsters, including Scott and the rest. Yeah you might’ve done horrible things but they all forgive you and I do too” I state. “God this is why I love you, you always see the good in people” Theo whispers.

I turn around and wrap my arms around the back of Theo’s neck, “And I love you” I reply back seeing the smile on his face grow bigger, he leans down to kiss me and as soon as our lips almost touch, “Theo, (Y/N) let’s get the truck ready!” Liam shouts, Theo huffs and looks at him and back to me. “I’m gonna kill him, such a cockblock” Theo mutters while I try to hold my laugh in. Theo grabs my hand and walks with me to Lydia’s car.

“Maybe I should come?” Mason questioned hoping he can, “Too dangerous, Nolan and the rest were told shoot to kill, go home” Theo adds, “Yeah, Lydia would get mad if I wrecked her car anyway, be careful” Mason respond while backing up to leave.

“We will! I’ll make sure these two don’t kill each other! Be careful Mason” I shout and Mason yells back a ‘I will’ and 'Definitely make sure they don’t kill each other, I need my best friend and you need your boyfriend’.

“Come on boys we need to go if we want to distract Nolan and the rest” I say walking always and getting into Theo’s truck. We pulled up and arrived at a zoo. “Why are we at the zoo?” Theo asks while I unload the truck and grab everything out.

Liam explains to Theo and I, “That’s a good plan, I’m impressed”. I walk with the blankets, “Oh babe let me help” Theo says jogging towards me and grabbing cases of water while Liam leads us to wear we should set everything up.

“Nolan’s here with two hunters” I state turning back around to look at the boys. “Why is there only two? Where’s the back up? There should be twenty of them” Theo questions getting frustrated. 

“I’m telling you, I saw Mason bringing supplies here. Where are the rest? This is not just werewolves okay? This is a pack with a banshee and an alpha. We need backup.” Nolan said. 

We look to see the hunters look at each other and back to Nolan making us know they don’t believe him. “Look they had at least six sleeping bags and cases of water.” Nolan continued. 

Liam whispers, “They only saw us, they aren’t going to believe Nolan”. “Okay then they have to believe us, IS THERE A PROBLEM?” Theo shouts, “Theo what the fuck?!” I whisper yell. “Babe trust me” he whispers. “YOU ALWAYS HAVE A PROBLEM” Theo screams. “LOOK AT THAT SCOTT, YOUR BETA IS ONLY GOOD FOR FIGHTING WHEN HE’S MAD” he continues. 

All of a sudden Theo punches Liam, “Theo!” I yell helping Liam up. “Is that necessary?” Liam mumbles. After a while we heard, ”Alright we are calling back up”. Theo and Liam stopped to catch their breathe, “You two look like hell” I commented, “Mostly you though babe”. 

Liam looks down at his shirt, “You ripped my shirt”. “Yeah and you broke my nose twice” Theo says holding up two fingers, “Twice. It healed and you broke it again” 

Liam looks at me and then Theo and punches him straight in the nose, “Ah” Theo grabs his nose, “Three” Liam added. I rolled my eyes and Liam walked off looking out for Nolan. 

I help Theo up, “Theo I love you but you got your ass kicked by Liam. Again.” I say holding in a laugh. “You’re lucky you’re my girlfriend (Y/N) only thing I can smack is your ass” Theo replied smirking. “I hate you” I said glaring at him, “Uh no, you love me” he continued.


“Gerard and the rest of the hunters are here” I stated. “Alright lets go” Theo says grabbing my hand and we look back to see Liam standing there. “Liam, lets go!” Theo exclaims frustratingly. Liam shrugs him off and Theo groans, “Fine, I’m not going to die because you want to sit and watch and I sure as hell am not letting (Y/N) stay” he continues while we run off. 

Theo pulls me into a corner where we’re hidden and pulls me into a kiss, the kiss was gentle and Theo didn’t want to stop and I didn’t want to either but I had to. “Theo as much as I’m loving this, we can’t make out right now especially with the hunters” I say breaking the kiss while Theo pouts. I can smell Liam’s sent but I also smelled another one, “Nolan”. 

“Come on, I think Nolan is close to Liam” with that Theo complains, “He’s a big boy he can do it himself”. I roll my eyes and Theo and I see Liam peeking around the corner watching Nolan. “He’s going to get caught” Theo states while we walk up to him and Theo pulls him to the side. “Stop being so obvious!” Theo whisper yells, “Let go!” Liam yells and with that Theo yells back, “Calm down!”.

I look to see Nolan appear, “Uh boys” I say and they turn around and next thing you know Liam tackles Nolan. Liam is continuously punching the wall near Nolan, Theo runs up and hits Liam knocking him out, “Run” he comments looking at Nolan.


“Ugh, what happened?” Liam asks stirring in the backseat of the truck. “Had to knock you out so you wouldn’t kill Nolan” Theo answered looking at him through the mirror. “How many times?” Liam groans. “Five” Theo answers smirking. 

“It was fair in all honesty since you broke my nose three times” Theo reminded, “Yeah well you ripped my shirt” Liam argues back. The two are arguing back and forth and I decide to speak, “Stop acting three”, “Yeah Theo” “Yeah Liam”, “I’m talking to both of you” I state and they both stop laughing at each other, before both of them could say anything I pitch in, “You two are children I swear” before getting a ‘Are not!’ from the two. 

Problem (Jace Wayland x Reader) *smut*

Request: Jace smut pls! -Anon

A/N: MASTERLIST

Word Count: 800

Warnings: Smut, Unprotected sex, Language


You were punching the life out of the punching bag when you felt a pair of strong arms wrapping around your waist and pull you closer to the person behind you. You knew it was Jace because as you looked down you saw his runes running up and down his arm. 

“Good morning love.” He kissed your cheek and gave your waist a light press. You smiled and threw your head on his shoulder. “Morning.”

“You’re up early.” He moved around you and held your punching bag still from swinging. “Well Hodge said that he’d help me and by that he meant that I must wake up at 5am, run around the building at least three times and start punching.” Jace stepped back and cocked an eyebrow.

“Punch who?” He asked.

“You.” You laughed. Your fists met his shoulder, gently not to hurt him. You giggled as you saw Jace holding his shoulder and making a pouty face. “That was not nice.” He walked towards you with a seductive smirk on his lips. He leaned next to your ear and whispered “You know, this morning I had a bit of a problem and you weren’t there to help me out. I had to do the job myself.” You bit your lower lip to stop the moan from escaping your lips.

“What now?” You kissed his sweet spot on his neck, making his head drop on your shoulder. “Now my problem got even bigger when I saw your ass in those leggings.” You removed your punching gloves and followed Jace to your room. But you were both interrupted by Hodge. With his arms crossed over his chest, he gave you a grimace look.  “Where are you going?” He asked.

“My room…” You looked at Jace. “With Jace.” Hodge rolled his eyes and let out a sigh. “Fine.” Hodge knew what was up. “You know what…you can take the rest of the day off.”

***

Jace pushed you against the cold black wall of your bedroom, pressing his lips to yours and grinding his hard cock against your crotch. You removed his jacket to feel his muscles pressing you against the wall. Jace’s lips sucked on your chest leaving a mark. He ripped your black top in two and your black pants, leaving you naked before him. You got on your knees and pulled his pants down. His member sprang free from their restraints. 

You licked your lips in satisfaction; you wrapped your hands around his throbbing cock and licked a long line along his prominent vein that was about to burst from the blood pumping. He gasped at the warmth of your tongue. You took him in your mouth, sucking on his head. “Fuck Y/N.” He cursed. His thighs went stiff and began shaking as his orgasm was slowly approaching him.

You hollowed your cheeks as you felt him twitching inside your mouth. He leaned towards the wall, his arms supporting his body as he pushed his member deeper in your mouth, making you almost choke. Some of his precum slid down your throat, giving you a taste of him when he finally released in your mouth.

His legs trembled, almost giving him away. He put one finger under your chin, signalling you to get on your feet. You connected your lips to his, letting him taste himself. It was then when he knelt in front of you and put his tongue flat against your wet lips. You shivered, making your body hair rise. “Fuck…Jace please!” You pleaded but your pleading fell on deaf ears. He flicked his tongue over your clit while his thumb slid in your entrance.

“Shit! Jace just..fuck me. Now!” You cried out as your orgasm washed over you. Jace licked his thumb and positioned his member at your entrance. “Ready?”

“Jace, you don’t want to-” You gasped as you felt Jace slamming into you. Jace looked at your facial expression and smiled. “You were about to say something.” You threw your head back against the wall trying to collect yourself. “Mess with me.” You groaned through your clenched teeth. He started thrusting inside you merciless, not giving you time to adjust to his size. “This is what you get baby girl.” His blue eyes met yours, making you melt right on the spot. 

A familiar knot began forming in the pit of your stomach. “I’m gonna come baby!” You cried out. Jace had sweat dripping off his forehead. “Come on then!” He grunted and with one last thrust you came all over his cock. Jace bit down on your shoulder as he came too, spilling his seed inside you. You pressed his forehead against yours and chuckled.

“Is your problem solved now?” You asked between breaths.

“I never had one.”

Originally posted by mortalinstrumentsinfernaldevices

Hush

Pairing: Jake Peralta x Reader.

Warnings: mild sexual content.

Word count: 650

Summary: Jake and the reader sneak off to handle some “urgent” matters…

A/N:

My server has crashed like eight times, each with an edited version of this i’m so sick of this shit :))

Very short, I know, but I’m only testing the waters with this fandom and writing for this character. I really enjoy the show and so far I’m deeply obsessed with Peralta, so this was my go to cathartic experience for all the feels.

Enjoy!


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Y/N can barely contain herself.


In the silent confines of the closet, her breathing is labored, a jagged mess of pants and heaves. Her chest stutters up and down, falling as fast as it rises, and she struggles for breath. There’s none left in the tiny box. There’s nothing but the sound of clothes rustling and sweaty skin sticking together like glue as she goes in for another kiss. His hand slides down her side then to her waist, to the y/s/t skin peeping out from a lilac dress shirt, to her back and down to her ass, because, yeah, this is definitely more fun than filing paper work.


Definitely.


It comes as a whisper. A soft, sweet whimper dredged up from the deep, but it quakes the walls of the building with the weight it holds.


“Jake…”


He groans, teeth clashing, tongue scavenging for hers, heart beating like a bomb ticking. God, it’s ticking. It has been since they stumbled into this closet, as though waiting to detonate and it’s so intense and a little bit disorienting, but heaven be dammed if he’s going to subdue it.


Jake’s hand slithers beneath her shirt and Y/N shivers at the contact. “Y/N…” He manages despite his nebulous mind.


“Jake…” she pants, lips screwed to his and muffling her speech. He flicks his tongue along her bottom lip and she let’s him, his hand clasping her cheek tight like a ripe apple.


“Uh-huh? “


“We shouldn’t be doing this…not here. “ Y/N leans back against the wall and he attacks her neck with his tongue, trailing wet kisses down from her jaw to behind her earlobe. She clamps her eyes shut, stifling a moan. She can’t. She shouldn’t. This is beyond unethical, breaching into pure sin she ought to be repentant for—but, dammit, it feels too good to stop.


Tipping her head back, she stutters a shaky breath as Jake goes to town, working his tongue down to the collar of her shirt and then back to the curve of her jaw. He’s attentive and precise. Within a second his lips are back on hers and Y/N feels the knot in her stomach coil tighter. Peralta .


Only Peralta.


Having been with him for six weeks now, she knows just as well as the sky is blue that only he can spark the fire burning in her belly. Only Jake can make the pulse of her blood run like a river, stir up a tsunami behind her ribs that makes her wonder if she’s sane. She can’t possibly be—the decision to be with him is enough of a an alibi, because who is crazy enough to date their colleague, let alone get steamy with them in the paper room?


“You okay?” His voice cuts through Y/N’s reverie, causing her to flutter her eyes open, meeting the deep brown ones a few inches away almost immediately. Her lips are wet and plump and there’s a heat pulsing in the pit of her stomach she can’t satiate.


Hooded eyes regarding him, she nods frantically. “We should get back. Terry’s probably looking for us.”


“And…?”


“And I don’t want my uncle blowing his top because he caught me making out with my colleague.”


“Well, they don’t call us partners for nothing.” Jake grins. Y/N punches him in the shoulder and his expression immediately consorts, a pout surfacing. “Ouch. Uncalled for.”


“Can we go now?”


“Nope. I’m not done with you yet.” He states. “Nor will I be until our desires are both satisfied. Now….” A mischievous smirk stretches across Jake’s face and, grabbing her hips, he hoists Y/N up against the wall.


Her resistance falters; a smile manages onto her face, and she shakes her head softly. The room is getting smaller and smaller and the temperature is rising, but it’s okay. Jake leans in, his face inches away, warm breath fanning her heated skin.


“…where were we?”

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This is the closest thing to smut I’ve ever posted my face us still burning hot

As always, thank you for reading, likes/reblogs and follows are much appreciated. more B99 to come seeing as it is my current consuming obsession. I love Jake Peralta, he is perfect, I want him to be my second husband

Have a nice day!

You Deserve Better-Ethan Nestor

Pairing: Ethan Nestor x Reader
Description: Reader’s boyfriend is abusive and Ethan’s thinking he’s ready to get shit stomped
Requested: 38, 81, and 84 for Ethan? I love your writing btw
Send me numbers and I’ll write imagines with THIS dialogue list!
Warnings: Domestic abuse, domestic abuse mentions, angst

As alsways, the fic for Ethan will be under the cut, and the warnings are above. If you feel this piece will be harmful to your health or triggering in any way, please skip it, and if you’re Ethan, skIP THIS THANKS K BYE LOVE U

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Runaway : Jason Blossom Pt. 4

Part One  Part Two  Part Three

Request: Omg I just read your jughead imagine and it haves me thinking, can you do a one shot thing of Jason Blossom not really being dead and sneaks into the reader’s bedroom in the middle of the night or something too explain to her why he faked his death (you can make up the reason because I’m not that clever) but yeah it’s just really sad and full of fluff idk I’m weird.

a/n: OKAY GUYS!!!!! This installment dives a little into Fp and Y/N’s, I don’t want to say relationship, but that is really the only way to put it. Now, this story can go on for quite some time. That being said, I could also go more into what happened in the month leading up to Y/N finding out Jason was alive in maybe a spin off?!?! I also might put this up on Wattpad should I do enough parts!!! You know what to do: send feedback, like and reblog the shit out of this part! and as always I love you guys. xx, aubree.

(p.s. I might do a little contest for this fic….I’ll keep you posted.)

warnings: an attack leading to an almost sexual assault (READ WITH CAUTION) 

word count: 1,012 (it’s short…sorry guys)

(gif not mine) gif credit: x

MASTERLIST

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“I’m not going to put myself in a situation I know I’ll be uncomfortable and stressed in,” shouldn’t warrant being told to just “give it a chance,” after months of “"giving it a chance,”“ and shouldn’t warrant being forced to do something that will make you unhappy, and after you don’t give in it still shouldn’t warrant the silent treatment and anger.

Handling a situation with maturity and calmness should not result in hostility from the other person.

You should always have the right to refuse going into a situation.

Animal (Liam Dunbar)

Sequel to only told the moon: https://radwriting.tumblr.com/post/161750888217/only-told-the-moon-liam-dunbar but also based this off the trailers for season 6B. July 30th can’t come soon enough!

Originally posted by teenwolfobsessed

things were different. When we walked the halls people stared. It was like they knew something I didn’t. I get being the new girl and everything, but this was different. I tried to ignore it but when everybody is staring you down it’s kind of hard.

“what are you staring at?” I growled at no one in particular.

what the hell was going on? I walked to the library sitting down at an empty table with my boyfriend Liam Dunbar. Liam and I had been dating for only about three months now. We made it official after that night on my rooftop. I transferred to Beacon Hills from Devenford Prep after I failed a couple tests (because I was spending to much time on Liam and too little time on my school work.) My mom said I could transfer if I promised to do better in school. 

“Liam I just don’t get it!” I said frustrated already.

I looked over at Liam who was on his phone. He was probably talking to his friends that I wasn’t allowed to meet. Liam still hadn’t told me the secret that caused him to ignore me. It was really bothering me because sometimes he’d leave and I wouldn’t hear from him for a couple days. I kept telling him if he was in trouble I could help but he just kept saying that he’ll tell me when the time is right. I didn’t know what to think anymore. We were soon joined by a guy in my biology class.

“studying for the Bio test?” He asks sitting down with his books.

“trying to yeah.” I said giving him a smile.

“I’m trying to understand how organisms evolve and change.” He says opening his textbook and pulling out a pen.

“I don’t think this is on the test.” I said looking through my notes.

“do you think DNA changes?” He questioned narrowing his eyes.

I was a little wary of this kid now, why was he asking these questions. I looked over at Liam who was now full on glaring at this kid.

“I guess if it’s damaged.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

“I wonder if any of us has changed and if we did would there be any way to tell?” He said his voice getting lower.

“what you mean like a DNA test?” I questioned leaning closer to the mysterious kid.

“I was thinking a different kind of test.”

Before I had time to react he takes his pen stabbing it straight in Liam’s hand. Liam growled pulling his hand back. I grabbed his hand quickly to make sure he was alright, but there was no hole in his hand, instead it was just a little bit of dried blood. I had to do a double take at first, I could’ve sworn the pen went into his hand.

“look at him. LOOK. ” the boy said grabbing Liam’s hand and showing everyone in the library.

everyone around looked terrified. Liam grabbed the kids wrist, breaking it and running out of the library. I was right on his heels.

“Liam!” I called trying to catch up to him.

I finally caught up to him, grabbing his arm.

“Liam stop.” I said turning him around to face me.

“get out of here.” He snapped.

“get out, what do you mean?" I asked grabbing his hands.

something was going on and I needed to make sure he was okay.

"I mean get out, it isn’t safe here.” He said dropping my hands.

“Liam I’m not just going to leave, I love you.” I said feeling a tear fall down my cheek.

“go now.” Liam said turning back around to leave.

I grabbed his arm to keep him here. He turned around again, but the boy I saw wasn’t Liam. It wasn’t even human. Liam had glowing eyes, fangs, and claws.

“LEAVE.” He growled.

I backed away terrified of this thing that was once my boyfriend. He ran off leaving me stunned and confused. I was soon surrounded by some students who had heard all the commotion. The boy who had stabbed Liam came to stand beside me. I was still so shocked at what I’d just seen that I didn’t care that he was dragging me somewhere. He took me down to an empty classroom.

“you must be y/n.” A voice said.

He was an older man with white hair and cold eyes.

“who are you.” I asked backing away from the boy and the older man.

“don’t worry dear I’m not the one to be afraid of. My name is Gerard Argent.” He said sticking out his hand.

I looked at him but made no move to shake his hand.

“I know you may be very confused but your boyfriend isn’t your boyfriend anymore, he’s an animal.” Gerard said.

I looked him fully up and down. He had a blade in his right hand, twirling it around like it was his most prized possession.

“what are you talking about.” I said crossing my arms over my chest.

Gerard put the blade down and pulled a file from his bag. He started laying gruesome pictures of mangled bodies on the table. Was he trying to say Liam did this?

“he’s a werewolf y/n this is what they do.” Gerard said pointing to the pictures.

I felt the tears fall down my cheeks as I examined the pictures. There were innocent kids on here. I noticed a girl with black hair and pale skin.

“that was my granddaughter Allison.” Gerard said gesturing to that picture.

“werewolves aren’t real, he couldn’t have done this.” I said backing away from them again.

“are you telling me that, or trying to convince yourself of that. You saw what happened in the library, in the hall, wouldn’t that explain why he disappears all the time? Tell me y/n have you and Liam ever hung out on the night of a full moon?” Gerard asks coming closer to me.

I thought long and hard but I couldn’t think of a single time we hung out on a full moon except for the night we confessed our feelings for each other on my rooftop. 

“oh my god.” I said letting all this sink in.

Gerard gave me a hug as I cried. The boy I loved was really an animal killing people.

“you can help him.” Gerard said holding my shoulders and forcing me to look at him.

“how?” I asked desperate to get my Liam back.

“with this.” He said holding up his knife.

He dipped the knife in this green liquid.

“what’s that?” I asked looking at the vile.

“this oh, it’s just a little wolfsbane.”

Gerard looked at the knife smiling a little bit. He wanted me to stab Liam with it.

“I can’t do it.” I said backing away from him.

I turned around to leave but the boy from the library had shut the door and was standing in front of it.

“let me go.” I said firmly, feeling the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

“how long do you think it’ll be until he hurts someone else?” Gerard says from behind me.

“let me go.” I said again.

“until he hurts you, or your family.” Gerard said coming up behind me.

I turn around with tears in my eyes. Gerard holds the knife out towards me. I take a deep breath shakily taking it in my hands.

“you’ll be a hero.” Gerard said patting me on the back.

I examined the blade feeling all the color drain from my face. Could I really stab the boy I loved? But it wasn’t him anymore or was it? I was so confused. I’m sure this was the big secret as to why he was ignoring me and he hasn’t hurt me in  all that time of me not knowing. Gerard was pretty convincing, but logically I didn’t think he was right. I knew Liam, he wasn’t an animal. I knew that underneath all that he was still the boy I fell in love with.

“you’re wrong.” I said facing Gerard.

I gripped the knife before stabbing the boy from the library. He gripped the knife that was now protruding from his chest.

“you bitch.” He said spitting out blood.

I opened the door running out. I could hear footsteps from behind me. I turned a corner but was tackled by another human being. She was dark skinned and had curly hair. She had a gun slung over her shoulder.

“let me go.” I screamed trying to fight her off.

She punched me hard in the nose causing it to gush out blood.

“get away from her.” a growl came from across the room.

The lady looked up and there stood Liam with his eyes, fangs, and claws again. This time I wasn’t afraid. I was relieved. The lady grabbed a blade from her boot and held it against my throat. Liam growled coming closer but she pressed the blade in deeper making him stop.

“well isn’t this cute? seriously though how long did you think you could keep this secret? Did you really think she would still love you after finding out how much of an animal you are?” The lady said.

I met Liam’s eyes, they looked sad as they bore into mine.

“Liam don’t listen to her, okay. I don’t care that you’re a werewolf, I don’t care that you may have killed people. I know you okay I know you won’t hurt me. I love you Liam, I always have.” I said looking back at him with sympathy.

“shut up.” The lady growled digging the blade deeper in my neck.

Liam let out a growl again getting her to stop.

“I mean I guess it’s good for us, because now we have leverage over you.” the woman growled.

“don’t hurt her, you can take me but don’t hurt her.” Liam said transforming back into the boy I knew.

Liam held up his hands in surrender. I knew I had to act quick or this lady was going to kill him. I flung my head back head butting her in the face. She dropped the blade, grabbing her nose that was now bleeding. Liam ran over pulling me behind him before flinging the woman in to the wall. He walked over to her on the ground extending his claws towards her throat.

“I should kill you, but I’m not an animal.” Liam said before punching her in the face and knocking her out.

Liam grabbed my hand and we ran from the school. We ran in the woods until we finally got to a little cliff that overlooked the town of Beacon Hills. Liam dropped my hand and started pacing.

“this wasn’t supposed to happen.” Liam said.

“Liam stop pacing.” I said grabbing his hands.

Liam looked at me before crashing his lips on mine. I dropped his hands, wrapping my arms around his neck. I pulled him closer deepening our kiss. He put his hands on my waist and pushed me away.

“I’m not good for you. People are turning on us. You’re in danger if you stay with me.” Liam said leaning his forehead against mine.

“I don’t care Liam. I meant everything I said in there.” I said bring my hand up to cup his cheek.

“I love you so much and I promise I’ll never let anything hurt you.” He said bring his lips back down on mine.

I knew this was how I was meant to spend the rest of my life, kissing him. I pulled away and stroked his cheek with my thumb.

“wait so just to get this straight, you’re like one of those good werewolves right? Like you haven’t actually killed anyone right? I mean not that it matters, well it does kind of matter but I just feel like that…” I started but Liam cut me off with his lips.

He pulled away before laughing a little.

“geez y/n I’m not an animal.” He said pulling me into his chest.

Okay, so I made this drabble because I couldn’t work the idea into a full fic. Enjoy it anyway!

Summary: Daveed puts you in a clipping. song but not in the way you thought he would. 

Tags: @butlinislin @daveeddiggsit @nadialinett14 @librarychild @spidey-boii @me-hoy-me-trash @serkewen12 @daveedish @anthonyramosobc @autistic-alien @runnerriley @hamilsquad-writings @thegirlonhamilton @hamiltonwrotetheother51 @thehamiltonpost @patron-saintof-sluts


“Shockingly, Daveed was the one to start this track off but it’s become one of our favorites.” Bill said, clicking through his gallery on his computer.

You were being shown new songs that clipping. had been working on and everything you heard so far was gold. This new album they were working on would be their best yet.

“Let’s hear it.” You said, smiling and leaning forward in your seat.

As the beat kicked in and the lyrics started you knew it was an extremely sexual one. These were your favorites because Daveed always went full out and to be honest it was a huge turn on. You nodded your head to the beat, getting deep into the song when a certain noise element caught your attention. You froze and listened in closer, paling as you realized exactly why it sounded so familiar.

It was you.

“Daveed can I speak to you in the hall?” You said as soon as the song ended, trying to keep any emotion out of your tone.

“Of course.” He responded, standing and following you out into the hallway.

Once the door shut behind you, you punched him in the arm.

“You put my fucking moans into one of your songs?” You hissed, glaring at him.

“Ow! Damn.” Daveed rubbed his arm, “It fit in perfectly and it sounded so good. You have to admit it makes the song sound dope.”

“Where did you even get the moans from?”

“Remember that time Jon and Bill left and we had a quickie in the recording booth? We accidentally left the mic on and it picked up our noises. Neither of them noticed the extra recording but I did. I checked it out and realized what it was. I was going to delete it but instead I stored it away in a secret file and then I started messing with it. I found a chunk where it was just your moans and it had a steady rhythm and I liked how it sounded so I let it build from there.” Daveed explained, rubbing where you punched him the whole time.

You tried to figure out what to say but nothing came to mind so you just stared at him incredulously.

“I wasn’t going to publish it anywhere without you hearing it first. I can take it out and erase the whole song if you’re really mad about it.” Daveed offered, leaning against the wall behind him.

You thought about it for a second, it was a bit flattering to have you in a song, even if it was just your moans.

“They don’t know it’s my moan, right?” You asked.

Daveed shook his head, “Nope. Only me and you know.”

“So it’s our little secret, huh?” You said, a small smirk spreading across your face.

“Mhm.” Daveed replied, mirroring your smirk.

“Then I guess it can stay. No wonder you were so into this song. I was gonna say you were rapping more aggressively than usual.”
“Yeah, well when you have your girlfriend’s moans on a loop in your ear for a few hours, it can get you a bit riled up.” Daveed chuckled, licking his lips.

“Is that so?” You raised your brow, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning on him.

“Mhm.” Daveed nodded, hands sliding to your ass.

“Will this be added to the list of clipping. songs we fuck to?”

“Definitely.” He agreed, leaning down and kissing you.

Part of you wanted to deepen it and thread your fingers through his hair but the rational part of you remembered his bandmates were only a few feet away from you. You pulled away, sliding his hands off your body.

“Nuh uh. That’s the last time I fuck you in the studio.” You giggled, starting to walk back towards where Bill and Jon sat waiting for you.

“You don’t mean that, do you?” Daveed responded, following you down the hall.

“Nope.”

“Didn’t think so.”