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Theory time.........

There was something about this whole narrative, that wasn’t adding up for me. I was having a hard time putting my finger on it, then Camila released that description about her album, and it started making more sense.

They want us to believe, this whole narrative took place in 2016, but when you remember back and realize, the 2016 narrative was just a revamped version of the 2015 narrative, it all begins to fall into place.

Everyone latched on to that July 4 2016 Brazil snap, of her alone, writing in a hotel bathroom, while the girls were out celebrating together, as the time she began writing “I have questions”. That’s exactly what Management hoped you’d do. If one paid attention though, you would see that the more important snap happened back in October 2016. She snapped a photo of her writing in a bathroom, with the caption ”destroyed”. First, July - October does not equal 6 months, no matter how crappy your math is. Second, the 7/27 tour was coming to an end, and with that caption, I actually think, that is when she finished writing “I have questions”.

The only tour date they had in early 2016, was Dubai. So, unless she started writing it in a Dubai potty, the rest of early 2016 was spent promoting WFH. She stated she started writing that song, “a little over a year ago” while on tour. I think her “a little over a year ago” means the last few months of 2015, September-November. That she eventually had to face her problems, and she finally went back to the lyrics she started from the year before, and finished the song, then wrote a sad song every day until she got sick of writing sad shit. That song seems to be a catalyst for her, and I’m thinking it probably  “destroyed” her to finally finish it.

Camila was asked recently, in an interview, when her anxiety showed itself and started becoming a real problem for her. Her answer was, 2015. Everything started in 2015. Her anxiety, the fucking narrative, the division, EVERYTHING!!

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In The Eye Abides The HeArt

FINALLY a great PLL episode. I have so many thoughts and theories about this one! 

Make sure to enable pictures, they are critical to the theories. It gets better the further you read!!! Enjoy!

TWIN CLUES 

  • I’ve said it many times, but I would really hate if there was twin reveal. This was the case with Courtney DiLaurentis in the book version, and its been done with Jessica and Mary DiLaurentis. It would be a cop-out to do it again, so i sincerely hope it doesn’t happen; but lets explore all the twin hints in this episode, because there were so many.
  • ARIA- The first time AD FaceTimed Aria, it was just a hooded figure with a black face, but in this episode it was what looked to be Aria’s facial features on Paige’s face. Weird and off-putting
  • SPENCER- Everyone is thinking and writing about this- but the Spencer we see at the airport with Wren was acting very suspicious. She also is not wearing the white jacket or watch she had on in the previous scene, nor is it draped over her chair. There are also girls wearing matching shirts in the background.

BUT I THINK THE FOLLOWING WAS THE BIGGEST TWIN CLUE OF THE EPISODE:

  • ALISON- Alison says something VERY interesting when Paige asked her if she loved Emily. Ali says this about Emily, “She looks at you and sees who you really are. Maybe that’s the scariest part-You want to be who she sees.”  The second she says this all I could think was WHAT IF IT IS SO SCARY BECAUSE YOU AREN’T THE REAL ALI BUT HER TWIN?! If this Alison that we have been seeing is in fact -lets call her Courtney- then maybe she is feeling remorseful because Emily has been so in love with Alison for so many years, and Courtney wishes she REALLY was Alison. Courtney has taken over Ali’s life but deep down she knows she isnt the real Alison DiLarentis. The title of this episode was “In The Eye Abides The Heart,” which could also connect to this theory. Emily is in love with Alison, and always has been. The person she is seeing now-looks like Alison, but it is really Courtney. But Emily doesn’t know this and believes its Ali because they are identical. Her EYES see who she believes is Alison, which causes her HEART to love her (even though its Courtney). IN THE EYE ABIDES THE HEART.

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EMILY’S BABY

  • I think the biggest reveal of this episode was that Archer Dunhill is not the father of Emily’s baby. So who is it???
  • Charlotte- I am STILL holding out hope that CeCe is not the real Charles, but if she is, what if it was her sperm that she had frozen from before her sex change? She had her boyfriend Archer pretend to be a doctor, and had her cousin Alison implanted with Emily’s eggs and her own sperm. Her cousin gives birth to her baby as a surrogate- this would be the only way she could have a baby now because of her surgery. Even if she is dead now- Archer decided to continue with the plan even after her death so she could “live on.” Confusing and crazy but definitely possible in Rosewood.
  • AD- I have been praying that AD is male, so maybe it is AD’s sperm. Why? Maybe AD is impotent, which is common for sociopaths and people who have severe mental illnesses. If AD is a relative of Alison, he is having his sister give birth to his child, using Emily’s eggs (not Alison’s eggs because of incest). It’s also a way to psychologically torture Emily&Ali as well- which he loves doing.
  • Anonymous [Sperm] Donor (which is an AD anagram)- I also think it’s possible that Alison is still the manipulative bitch she has always been and stole Emily’s eggs and had someone implant them in her with a random sperm donor, as a way to bond her and Emily for life and get Paige out of the picture once and for all. 

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CAMP FOR TROUBLED BOYS

  • So now we know that Lucas and Charles go WAY BACK. They attended the same camp together for troubled boys where Pastor Ted worked as a counselor since he is Charles’ father.
  • Remember how Alison used to call Lucas “Hermie,” and say that he had both girl and guy parts? Sometimes babies are born with both male and female sex organs. What if Lucas was sent to this camp because he really is a hermaphrodite. (I just want to say as a side note that Marlene has not done a good job of portraying these sensitive subjects before (Charles as transgender and Emily as a lesbian) so I hope if they go this route it is done in a respectful and tasteful way)
  • What if Lucas is Bethany Young??? Maybe that is his female persona. 

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COMIC BOOK

  • The A is very pronounced in Lucas’ signature.
  • Lucas and Charles wrote and illustrated a comic book. I LOVED this reveal; it was CRAZY and really cool.
  • Emily & Hanna summarize the comic book: “The hero is this boy who gets picked on by other kids and by his own family. He meets this alien woman in the woods and she becomes his protector. Shes this all powerful shape-shifter that helps get revenge for the boy- by torturing his enemies. And sometimes the boy turns into Arcturus, so he can experience the payback she gets for him.”
  • There is a heavy metal band which goes by Arcturus. In 1997 they released “Master of Disguise” and in 2015 they released a song titled “Game Over”. (PLL.wikia) 
  • Charles used elements of the comic book in the Dollhouse:
  • This obviously proves that Lucas is part of the A Team, and has been since (probably) the very beginning. But I dont think he is or has ever been Head A or AD.

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CLARK KENT 

  • In comic books there is always a superhero and an alter ego. 
  • Batman is Bruce Wayne. Spider-Man is Peter Parker. When that character wakes up in the morning, he’s Peter Parker. He has to put on a costume to become Spider-Man. 
  • Superman didn’t become Superman. Superman was born Superman. When Superman wakes up in the morning, he’s Superman. 
  • His alter ego is Clark Kent. His outfit with the big red “S”, that’s the blanket he was wrapped in as a baby when the Kents found him. Those are his clothes. What Kent wears - the glasses, the business suit - that’s the costume Superman wears to blend in with us.
  • Clark Kent is how Superman views us. And what are the characteristics of Clark Kent? He’s weak… he’s unsure of himself… he’s a coward. Clark Kent is Superman’s critique on the whole human race. (kill bill)
  • Look at how similar the boys comic book cover is to Superman’s comic book cover: 


  • They both have a yellow background and red lettering.
  • They both wear a RED CAPE. Which is quite obviously a RED COAT parallel. Maybe this is AD’s homage to his comic book- putting his female A team members in a RED COAT, since his comic book protector wore a RED CAPE.

Now….who wears GLASSES? 

Is TOBY our Clark Kent???? Is Toby AD?!

  • Remember the scene a few episodes back when Spencer visits Toby in the hospital (Remember AD forced her to go. Which makes a lot of sense if Toby is AD) Toby says: “Maybe this town needs to disappear before we can leave”

Maybe that is Toby’s goal. If Toby is AD, maybe he needs to destroy everyone in Rosewood before he can move on with his life.


Then Spencer says, “You should probably try PUTTING ON YOUR GLASSES”

I wrote about this in a previous post but- Spencer says “We beat on, boats against the current.” Which is a quote from The Great Gatsby, and the “all seeing eye” billboard is the most famous imagery and symbolism from that book. 

The title of the episode is “IN THE EYE ABIDES THE HEART.”

When Mona is studying the Board Game, she says that it was LOVINGLY HANDMADE with levers and pulleys. Its NOT a computer, its a construction project. Toby built the Game Board and the Dollhouse. 

I think its seriously possible that Toby is our Clark Kent…sees himself as Superman. He is AD, Lucas & Charles’ avenger.

About The Suffering Game

I’ve seen some folks talk about being exhausted by the structure of The Suffering Game, which I completely get — thematically, it’s meant to exhaust the players. I hoped to toss enough variety into the different challenges to engage everyone, but I can also appreciate how seeing the boys go through so much crap every episode can be a bit tiring for some folks. Without giving too much away, things are very much going to come to a head on the next episode, so to those folks: hang in there!

There’s some narrative stuff happening in The Suffering Game that won’t make sense quite yet, but the earliest inspiration I had for it was as a means of endangering the heroes in a real, tangible way without just hanging the threat of death over their heads. It’s something we’ve struggled with a lot in this show, mostly because of how we play — D&D has lots of rules about health management, about treating Hit Dice like a non-renewable resource mid-adventure. And a lot of that stuff clashes with how we play the game to make a good radio show. As a result, the boys are kind of untouchable, with health pools that may diminish, but never enough (or permanently enough) to be a serious threat. The sacrifices done at the wheel are permanent, and largely non-mechanical, skirting those systems altogether. Again, something that may upset folks who wish we followed those rules a bit more closely — though I hope those folks can understand that this is simply the balance that works for us as a podcast.

The arc was also designed to treat a problem that every D&D campaign I’ve ever participated in or tuned into suffers from — power creep. By this point, the boys are armed enough to be, essentially, demigods. It’s a power I’ve given them freely, but it’s impossible to prevent that creep while still offering them cool carrots and a functional economy, which I’ve tried to inject into the Fantasy Costco and other systems. It’s another really difficult balance, and they’ve taken advantage of it in a way that they’ve become immensely powerful, able to easily handle any problem I throw in their direction. The Wheel was intended to perhaps pull them back down to earth a bit, so to speak, though most of the sacrifices they’ve made have been more narrative rather than mechanical. (Which I’m totally fine with, because again, it’s another way of dealing damage.)

Anyways, I just wanted to get some of my thoughts down, because the last thing I wanted people to think is that I actually harbored some sort of sadistic enjoyment out of just straight-up hurting my players. (That’s a certain archetype of DM that I don’t really understand.) I’ve seen some folks characterize this arc as Saw-like torture porn, which I think is mostly unfair, but I can understand their exhaustion. I’d hoped to move through this arc a bit faster, but as is always the case, things have run a bit long. I really hope you enjoy what happens next, because I am very, very excited to get there.

- Griffin

Ten Years (Part 13 - End!)

Summary: AU. When a major account is on the line at work, reader is forced to revisit some old connections at her ten year high school reunion for a chance at success. Will she let the past consume her, or will she see the future in her grasp?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 4,380 ( I mean…)

Warnings: language, fluff, excessive sweetness

A/N: I hope you guys love the fluff. Thanks for sticking with me, and for reading, and for all your sweet messages. <3

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13

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The Roommate Part 1 (Harry Styles Series)

Summary: Y/N is one of Harry’s friend’s roommates, Harry and her become friends and Harry falls for her.

Requested: yes

Warnings: no

A/N: Thank you to @iyanu-eniyan​ who requested this! I’m so sorry this took too long to post! (AH this gif is from in the old curly hair Harry days, my emotions)

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The Roommate Part 1 (Harry Styles Series)

“So, the kitchen is here, the bathroom’s here, and your bedroom’s here.”  Your new roommate Noah says showing you around your new home.

“Thank you.”  You say carrying your bags into your bedroom. “Thank you for letting me stay here for the semester. I did not want to live in a dorm again. I did that for four years already.”  You say laughing.

“Yeah, I didn’t want to live on campus, during graduate school. Also, now that you are in medical school, you are going to want to be focused.”  Noah advises.

“Yup, that’s exactly why I’m here. Thank you again.” You say smiling.

“Now, that I’ve talked your ear off enough, I’ll let you unpack.” He says walking out of your room.

But before you could even open up your suitcase, Noah knocks on your door, which makes you laugh as he apologizes say, “I know that I said I was going to leave, but I just wanted to tell you that a few friends of mine will be coming over tonight. If we get too loud, just tell me, and we can go out somewhere.”

“Thank you for telling me, but I’m sure you guys will be fine. I mean, I grew up in New York City, if your noise bothers me, then you guys are really loud.” You joke.

“Okay, now I will leave you alone.” Noah says, closing the door behind him.

You shake your head, and laugh lightly to yourself at your new roommate dorkiness. After about a half an hour of unpacking, you lay down on your bed and just take a deep breath out, grab your phone and call your friend.

“Hey babe.” She says immediately when she answers, “How’s the new apartment?”

“It’s awesome, Noah is an absolute sweetheart also. I think you two would be good together.” You say wiggling your eyebrows, even though she can’t see you.

“Well, I’d love to come visit, but you are never not studying. But, wait, that would actually work, you can study and I’ll be with your roommate.” She says laughing, obviously joking around.

“I miss you though. It’s going to be weird coming home and you’re not here. Who am I supposed to come and rant to about how awful a date was that night?” You ask.

“You can call me. But, hey! You have a male roommate now, so he must have some friends and at least one of them has to be hot and nice.”

“We’ll see. His friends are coming over tonight.” You say.

“You better take a peak and not stay in your room then.”  She advises.

“I will, I will.”

“Okay, now you get your cute butt up and fix your hair and makeup cute and get yourself out there when his friend come over okay? And tell me how it goes.” She says.

“I will, I will.” You repeat, “Love you babe, and talk to you soon.”

“Love you too, and you know it.”

After you and your friend hang up, you slip under the covers and grab your book and begin to read. After about fifteen minutes, you hear the front door of the apartment open and guys come through and the close. You think about getting up, but you are so comfortable that you don’t want to leave your bed. You then close your eyes for only a few minutes, but then fall asleep. You didn’t you fell asleep until you jumped when you heard your door bang open.

“Oh my God I’m so sorry.” A tall brunette boy apologizes. “I did not mean to, uh, I thought this was the bathroom, but it’s obviously not. Also, I’m a little drunk, I’m sorry. Uh, I’ll leave you alone, have a good night.” He says awkwardly closing the door.

You are so tired that you’re not even mad and lay back down on your bed and fall right back to sleep. The next morning, you wake up feeling refreshed, which is comforting to you as this is your new home and you slept well the first night. When you walk out into the kitchen, you see the boy who accidently walked into your room last night. He looks up and sees you and smiles shyly says,

“About last night, sorry again. I was drunk and couldn’t find the bathroom.”

“No, no, no, it’s fine. I’m new here, and I’m pretty sure sober I wouldn’t be able to find the bathroom.” You joke.

“Ah, yes, you’re the new roommate! Noah has told us about you, Y/N right?” He asks.

“Yup, that’s me.” You smile, walking over the fridge to grab milk for your cereal.

“I’m Harry.” He introduces himself, putting his hand out for you to shake.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Harry.” You smile, shaking his hand looking him in the eyes. Without even thinking you blurt out, “You have really green eyes.”
After you say that, you face turns pink in embarrassment, and you ramble, “Oh my God, I don’t even know why I said that. I’m sorry.”

Harry chuckles at your embarrassment, and says, “It’s fine, I get that a lot about my eyes. Wait, I didn’t mean that in a cocky way, I mean, never mind.” Harry rambles looking down at the coffee he’s drinking.

“Well I see you two have finally met each other.” Noah says walking into kitchen.

“Or should I say, Harry you have finally met Y/N sober, and when you are not scaring her to death by barging into her room at 2am.” Noah jokes nudging into Harry.

“Again, I’m really sorry.” Harry says.

“Don’t worry about it, honestly.” You say, taking a bite of your cereal.

“Uh, so I’m going to head out. Thanks for the drinks last night, Noah, and letting me stay over.” Harry says getting up.

“Hey no problem man, see you tonight.” Noah says.

“Yeah tonight.” Harry says looking over at you. “I’m having a party at my place, and you’re more than welcome to come.”

You’d be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t want to go, or that you didn’t find Harry cute, but you say, “I still have a lot to do moving in here, if I’m free I’ll stop by.”

You see a flash of disappointment go across Harry’s face, which he tries to hide, but you saw it and it causes you to say, “Actually, I should be able to, I don’t have a lot of work left to do here.”

Harry smiles and you see a bit of excitement in his face that he quickly tries to hide, “Well, if you’re free, I’d love to have you over.” Harry says.
Noah clears his throat jokingly, which causes Harry to say, “And you too Noah. I guess.” Harry jokes.

“Alright, well hopefully I’ll see you both tonight.” Harry saying walking out, not taking his eyes off you, but you just smile at him and go back to eating your cereal.

“You should go to the party. I can help you today with moving in, and tomorrow. It will help you meet new people. Especially Harry, he’s a really good guy. My advice to you with medical school, study but also live.” Noah advice walking into his room.

You think about what Noah says, and finish up your cereal, rinse off the bowl and spoon and put it into the dish washer. You back to your room, and pull out your favorite outfit, it’s the outfit that makes you feel the most beautiful, the most confident. You lay it out on your bed and send a picture to your friend without saying anything. She texts back immediately saying, “Tonight’s going to be a good night.”

You smile and chuckle lightly at the emojis that she puts after that, and you say to yourself,

“Tonight’s going to be a good night.”


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Masterlist

A/N: This is going to be a series!!! I’m super excited!! I don’t know how long it’s going to be, let’s just see what happens. Thank you again to @iyanu-eniyan for the idea! Also good luck on your exams, you’re going to kill it!! Thank you to everyone that has followed me or read my stories, or anything, it means a lot. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend, and Happy Father’s Day to your families!!

OfficeWorker!Jimin (Dope!AU)

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Pairing: Reader x OfficeWorker!Jimin 

Warnings: Smut (office sex, unprotected sex)

Words: 2k

Summary: Jimin is a cute guy that works in your office. The two of you are always amusing the other. What happens when the two of you are the only ones left in the office overnight?

It was another late night at the office. You had a mountain of work to do and if you wanted any hope of finishing it without your roommates distracting you, you had to stay late tonight.

Almost everyone had gone home. It was just you and Jimin. His desk was on the opposite side of the large room. You could see him now that there weren’t loads of people sat at the desks in between you. When you looked over at him, he would pull a stupid face at you every now and then.

You were glad he was still here, it gave you some form of entertainment to stop you from slipping into a coma of utter boredom.

You didn’t really know much about Jimin, you never really talked much. The two of you simply had an unspoken game, whereby you make the other laugh. 

It was an odd kind of  friendship, but it made coming to work a little more fun. Sometimes you saw him in the break room and would make small talk with him but more often than not you just made each other laugh with stupid dances.

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You turned your attention back to your computer, you didn’t intend to stay at the office all night and that meant that you actually had to do this work and not stare at Jimin the entire time. 

That was difficult because whenever he walked into a room all eyes were on him. That red hair and cute smile attracted everyone’s attention. He sometimes wore glasses but you weren’t sure that he actually needed them. Nevertheless they succeeded in making him even more attractive. He was the talk of the office most days and he knew it.

Jimin was sat at his desk.  In all honesty he didn’t need to be at the office this evening but when he realised you were staying late he decided to keep you company. He didn’t have plans this evening anyway and he wanted to make sure you made it home alright because he knew you walked to and from the office.

You finally managed to focus on your work now that no one was around. 

You were staring at your screen intently when you felt something hit your forehead. You were startled out of your concentration. You look down on your desk to see a paper plane, the tip bent from where it had hit you.

You look up, focusing your gaze on Jimin. You notice the small trail of paper planes that litter the floor. You couldn’t help but laugh at his failed attempts. He smirks at you.

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Reggie Mantle x Reader: Book of Truth, Mouth of lies.

Request:

Can you make a Reggie imagine where y/n goes with Kevin, Veronica, Betty and Ethel to find the playbook and sees their name in it, but there’s a -2 or something indicating that Reggie caught feelings that’s why he lost points you can figure out what happens next.

Request:

Hey could you do an imagine with Reggie were you two are together but you have to hide your relationship because you aren’t very popular and they would bully you and laugh at Reggie if the football team found out.

A/N: When I received these two imagines I had this idea in my head that I couldn’t ignore, so I decided to group them. Hopefully you guys enjoy and that the requestor’s are happy with what I came up. Also I changed my username/url is now MantleIsMagnificent and my personal is my old url Imtrying13 you can follow me there too if you want (I will follow back), but requests please send them at my Riverdale Blog. Again sorry for being a bit slow I’ve been sick and have been busy with uni thanks for understanding, please enjoy. I can maybe see this going into a second part what do you guys think, comment down below.

Words: 2398, wow okay I think this is my longest one.

Summary: Reader is daughter of the principal at Riverdale High (No Not Weatherbee, the one in the show is nothing compared to the sweetheart in the comics). Your mom is Principal that’s the only reason you have been hiding your new found relationship with Reggie Mantle or is it? Veronica gets Sticky Mapled by Chuck and you help them on their mission to find the playbook.  

Spoilers: Chuck is an asshole.

Warnings: Just read my fellow Reggie lovers.

 

You grew up in Riverdale although making friends was a bit hard growing up since your father was a teacher and your mother the principal both working at Riverdale High. Plenty of kids in town didn’t talk to you because they thought you were a snitch, which you weren’t; but you never really had a chance to get rid of that title since that was exactly what you were about to do.

But the exposure of the news you were about to reveal was the right thing to do for all the girls who have harassed by boys who didn’t know what respect was. These news were also going to expose the secret you had held so dear to your heart, your relationship with Reggie Mantle.

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You sat on the couch in the student lounge with your new friend Veronica Lodge, your good friend Betty Cooper who never let rumors get in the way of your friendship which rooted from your childhood, also Archie and Kevin who you also knew since the beginning of time they were all your childhood friends.

You guys rambled your way through whatever topic came to your minds and every other second you would glance at your boyfriend Reggie with a smile as he sat in a table with his teammates as he smiled back at you.

You weren’t really popular because of your mom being in charge of your high school, you were the target of plenty pranks that the students would get away with because you didn’t want to be a snitch because then all that would conclude is that you were exactly who they branded you as. With that you kept your relationship with none other than Reggie Mantle a secret. He was a popular and you were exactly the opposite. You decided on that because of your parent’s job titles and didn’t want them barging in and Reggie didn’t want you to get bullied anymore.

“Sorry can’t tonight, I got a date” Veronica drew you out of your thoughts.

“With who?” you cheered at the raven haired girl who was new and already got asked out on a date.

“Chuck Clayton” she smiled

“Oooh, congrats” Betty smiled.

“He’s kind of a player Ron” Archie grimaced.

“Who cares?! It’s like going on a date with a Kennedy of Riverdale” Kevin butted and you chuckled at his comment and with that the bell rang and you all scurried to your last classes.

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“Are you two decent?” you spoke with a hand covering your eyes as you made your way into your mothers office at the end of the school day.

“(Y/N)! We’re on school grounds!” your mother squealed and your dad chuckled at your comments.

“Mom that still doesn’t stop plenty of the students here” and your parents stared at you with grossed expressions on their faces “Kidding” you continue sitting down in of the chairs in the office holding your arms up.

“So what do you need me for?” You asked them.

“We’re gonna be late tonight” and you smirked at them in which your mother continued “Not like that! Your father is going to help me with some budget stuff, he is your math teacher (Y/N).”

“You gonna be good honey?” your father asked.

“Yep, today is actually tutoring day remember?” you replied.

“Oh so today you’re with Mantle?” your father retorted with ‘the dad look.’

“Yes dad, and it’s just tutoring” you lied “If your class were easier I wouldn’t have to tutor the guy, but it is and you shouldn’t be complaining when you cheer them on almost every other weekend on their games because without him your beloved bulldogs would probably lose” you stood up for your boyfriend.

“I retreat” he joked as you gathered your things to leave.

“Go straight home after okay honey” you nodded at your mother as she stood up and placed a kiss on your forehead.

You hated lying to your parents, you wanted to tell them about the boy that made you melt every time he looked your way, but you couldn’t take that chance.

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Reg: hey baby practice is over, on my way 😍

You: Okay babe on my way 💙

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Reggie pulled up as you arrived to his home. As he opened the door to his home he gave you a small kiss on the lips and led you in.

“How was your day babe?” he asked as you both made your way to the small table in the living room to help him.

“Good, you know the usual. I get up, walk to my restroom turning on the light then I brush my teeth, walk back to my room and into my closet to find clothes so I can get dressed” going into details about every single second of your day because that always made him laugh “talked with the gang while sitting in the couch in the student lounge sometimes I would look your way as Veronica announced her date tonight with Chuck” you continued to ramble on as Reggie made an annoyed face.

“What?” you questioned.

“Tonight I’m going to see how the new girl likes syrup” Chuck cockily spoke in the boy’s locker room.

“Don’t you think it’s time you give that up Chuck, if anyone finds out about that playbook” Reggie retorted annoyed at his teammate.

“No one is going to find out, right?” he placed a hand on Reggie’s shoulder as he nodded to Chuck “Good because if they find it you’re going down too, your name is there too with the principal’s daughter” Chuck gave a devilish smirk.

“I never agreed to that Chuck” Reggie spoke angrily pushing Chuck off.

“Yeah well it’s a rite of passage softy, and that’s the only girl we’ve seen you with. Plus if she wasn’t then why haven’t seen her around you. Unless you caught feelings for the girl which I doubt because we’ve caught you guys three times and when we ask you deflect which probably means she’s a booty call or something” Chuck spoke with venom in his words.

“Just drop it Chuck” Reggie shot back trying to ignore his comments knowing if any of this came out he would lose the one thing that was amazing in his life as he left that locker room and headed to see his girl.

“Hello, Earth to Reginald” you called as you placed your hand on Reggie’s hand as he twitched and you snickered distracting him from his thoughts.

“Sorry got distracted by your beautiful voice” Reggie spilled pulling you closer to him as he planted a kiss on your lips and hovered over you on the floor you were sitting on.

The kiss turned to a heated make out session soon to be interrupted by your phone blowing up with text messages.

“Sorry I have to get that, it’s my mom’s ring” as Reggie removed himself from on top of you.

Mom: Hey baby girl did you eat something?

           Remember where going to be late tonight.

           Get home safely, Lock up the house.

           We love you, sweet dreams in case we don’t see you when we get home.

“Everything good?” Reggie pointed out not recognizing the look on your face.

“Yeah, it’s just you know ever since Jason and the police not catching his murderer yet my parents have been even more protective, I mean I understand it, but- idk” you answered with sorrow in your eyes because you know Jason was Reggie’s friend.

“I’m sorry about Jason Reg I- I shouldn’t have brought it up” you stammered as you pulled him into a tight hug.

You both finished up your homework and he drove you home to keep your mothers wishes to get home safely.

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The sun rose into the day when you were about to lose the boy you never knew could break your heart.

You arrived the school the next day. It was all okay until Cheryl’s minions called your friend Veronica a slut.

That word, a word so cruel that it should’ve never been invented and can shatter a girls reputation.

Come to find out Chuck ‘sticky mapled’ Veronica and then everything happened so fast, Ethel fessed up that Chuck did the same to her and then many girls came forward about plenty of guys in the football team. The same team that Reggie took part in and your heartbeat pace became faster. Hoping that Reggie knew nothing about this playbook they were talking about, that the boy you loved couldn’t possibly have taken part in it. He couldn’t have, not everyone sees it but he was just the most caring, lovable, and misunderstood boy with the heart of gold. Maybe that reputation you saw of him was about to be shattered.

“(Y/N) you’re coming with us to find the book, well lookout really” Betty claimed.

“What? You realize how hard it is to sneak out of my house especially these days” you wanted no part in this mission, but you had to do it Veronica was new but she was now one of your closest friends and all these girls deserved justice.

“(Y/N) you’re the principal’s daughter, you have to have a pair a keys or your mom or dad must have a spare” Veronica chimed in and you nodded “Just tell your mom you’re staying with me tonight for school project or something.”

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The plan was set, you were at Veronica’s house waiting for her mom to fall asleep as you snuck out and met up with Kevin, Betty, and Ethel.

You were on lookout and of course had keys to school, Veronica there hell-bent on revenge, Kevin another lookout, Betty with a phone ready to take pictures and ready to expose the dirty work of the football players that took part of this disgustingly terrible deed, and Ethel because she knew where the book was.

You turned your phone off ringer as you kept lookout just in case there was any security guards around. Being on lookout you didn’t see the messages Betty had just sent you. As they made their way to you Betty welcomed you into her arms with a worried and sad expression on her face and you returned it with a puzzled look on your face.

“What’s up Betty? Did you find it? Anything juicy for your newspaper?” she didn’t respond and everyone looked away not wanting to meet your eyes. Betty decided to hand you the book and opened it to a certain page and pointed.

She talked, her mouth moving throwing apologetic words at you, but you didn’t understand. The room was spinning, your heart was sinking. Everything about the boy you loved was a lie. You dropped the book, threw the keys at them and rushed out of there as soon as possible.

New plan, you were on a mission. A mission to figure out why he did what he did to you.

You arrived to door of your boyfriends’ home knocking frantically knowing he was alone because his parents were out of town. Boyfriend, maybe you won’t have that anymore. Soon to be met with his mesmerizing smile that almost made you forget what just happened, but how could you forget that the person you learned to love was now the person who betrayed you and played with your heart.

You forgot how long you had been standing there as you pulled out your phone opening the images Betty had sent you and placed the phone in his hand.

He stared at the phone, shocked knowing there was no way out of this situation, sorrow creeping on his face.

“I- I can explain” He stammered.

“Can you? Is this why we were a secret? I was just a pawn on some sick twisted game you and those assholes play, what you thought your dating the principals daughter as your ticket out of trouble?!?!” you questioned holding back your tears trying to sound as strong as possible.

“No (Y/N), I LOVE YOU” he shouted this was the first time he said those words and you wished you heard them again, but not within this context “I didn’t mean for this hurt you, I swear. It was stupid I never meant you or even me to be a part of that stupid book. Chuck heard about our date and they almost caught us again. I wanted us to be secret so nobody could hurt you and I lied and Chuck twisted it up.”

“So you would rather objectify me in the cruelest way you could than own up to dating me really? Wow so much better Mantle” you gazed at him wishing that this never happened.

“N- No, I’m sorry, it- it was wrong what I did, I was stupid believe me I know, but (Y/N) I- I can’t lose you, you mean the world, hell the whole damn universe to me” Reggie spoke with regret filling the air as he stepped closer and held your hand.

That touch that electrifying touch that sent butterflies all over your body.

“You know Mantle” he gave a sad look knowing you only ever called him that when you were mad at him “I wish that was enough, I wish that I was enough” you kept your voice in check not wanting him to see you weak because of him.

“You are babe”

“No, no I wasn’t enough to make you own up to dating me rather than this, and what sucks the most about falling for you is” he kept his eyes on the ground “Falling for a guy knowing I was never right for him, but hoping just maybe things will be like the movies, and he’ll be amazing, except this isn’t a movie and I fell for you Reg and now everyone is gonna know this tragic story” and he finally looked you in the eyes a bit confused as he placed a hand on your cheek.

“I hope you enjoy your newfound popularity, because this is Betty’s exposé for the schools newspaper, and I’m not gonna stop her. I’m gonna get justice for all those girls. As for you” you grabbed his hand took it off your cheek “You take care and have a nice life Reggie Mantle.”

Those being the last words you’d ever speak to him, awaking to a morning or reckoning.

 Tag: @sgarrett49 @casual-ellipsoidal @oharchiekinz

(Peter Parker x Reader): Criminal

Summary: You were on Team Cap for the fight in Germany, but it turns out you had a connection to a certain spiderling on the other side. With you in prison and then hiding Peter doesn’t know what to do.

A/N: Gets a bit angsty so be prepared. Still debating if I’ll continue this.


 “Wanda, please,” You begged, pleading with the other girl as you ran up to where she was laying in Vision’s arms, ‘We need to go - now.” You were losing, badly, Wanda had collapsed, and you’d lost sight of your other teammates.

“No. We stay with the team. We will lose this battle.” Wanda replied as you helped her stand up as Vision slowly moved away.

“But-” You start, trying to protest. You’d already found an easy escape route to take.

“Steve got away.” Wanda says, cutting you off, “We completed the mission. That’s how we do things around here. We’re a team so we stick together.” 

Before you could argue back you were surrounded by guards. It was too late for hiding now.

“Wanda, what should I do?” You asked, panicked as you looked around nervously. You’d never seen someone point a gun at someone else before, let alone at you.

“We surrender.” She replied, pulling herself to her feet shakily, placing her hands on her head.

You glanced around again, scanning the rest of the airport, hoping for someone else from your team to help you out. You looked around only to see all of the others already in handcuffs being shoved into a heavily armed truck.

You made eye contact with Clint for a fleeting moment. You could tell that this man, the man who had asked you to come fight this war could see the fear in your eyes and all you could see in his own eyes was regret.

You reluctantly placed your hands on your head and allowed them to restrain you before throwing you into the truck with the others, each of you in your own personal cage.


Despite your insistence that you would come willingly you were forced onto a cot and strapped down. At times you could hear the others so you knew that they were in cells close by. You couldn’t bring yourself to say anything.

“-Tony Stark.” You hear Clint say loudly, and judging by the bitterness in his tone the man himself was actually here, “You better watch your back on this guy. There’s a chance he’s gonna break it.” You heard as you forced yourself out of the daze you’d been in. 

“How dare you-”

“Are you kidding me, Tony? They’re kids and you’re treating them like animals.” Clint replies angrily, his paternal instincts coming out as he argues about the two teen girls.

“With no suit, wings or arrows, you’re nothing.” Tony says, “Those girls are fully armed and dangerous.”

“Mr. Stark?” You called out straining to lift your head off the cot with your arms still chained down, trying to catch a glimpse of the man who was responsible for you being here, “Huge honor by the way, is there any chance of you letting us go? Because I have a massive Physics test on Wednesday and my teacher is going to kill me if I don’t show up.”

“I’m sorry, who are you?” He taunts as you see him saunter over.

“Oh come on, I know you’re reading my file on that watch of yours.” You reply, rolling your eyes, “(Y/N) (L/N),  Midtown School of Science and Technology, Sophomore, honor roll, super speed. It’s all there.”

“Along with a series of behavior reports from your foster parents,” Tony Stark adds.

“See? I may be chained down but I’m not an idiot.” You reply with a slight smirk, “If you’re not going to let us go, can you tell Parker that I’m going to miss the robotics competition?”

“Parker-how do you know about him?” He asks quickly, his voice filled with a mixture of concern and surprise causing you to grin, glad that you have his attention.

“Don’t worry, I just snuck a peek under the mask during the fight, his voice sounded familiar.” You explain, “We’re friends, we go to school together -I’d be surprised if he didn’t figure out who I am too- but that’s not the point, the point is that I’m on the drive team for robotics so they need to find somebody to replace me.” You told him, thinking of the scrappy geek of a friend that with no doubt was back at school already and hopefully wondering where you were.

 But Tony Stark was already walking away and you let your head fall back onto the cot, “Well, fuck you,” You muttered, realizing that no one would even know where you were.


“She’s where?!” Peter practically yelled into his phone, confused and angry, “Doesn’t she have to get a trial or something?”

“They’re considering them weapons of mass destruction. Those don’t get trials.” Tony’s detached voice told him.

“But she’s just a kid!” Peter protested.

“And so are you, but you two have abilities, those abilities make you different and hold you to a higher level of responsibility, you accepted that responsibility and so has (Y/N), now she has to face those consequences.” Tony explained.

“But-” Peter started to say before getting cut off.

“This wasn’t a game Peter, this was an all out war, and it makes her a criminal, I’m sorry, but I can’t do anything about it.” Tony said before hanging up, leaving Peter dumbfounded, confused, and just generally unsure of what to do. How could he help her? It so painful to think of (Y/N) being held in some sort of insane prison when there were actual criminals being allowed to run free. Not to mention the fact that Peter had been developing a bit of a crush on you, he felt like he had to save her.


You were restless, all of the pent up energy you had meant that you couldn’t sleep or even think clearly. You didn’t realize you were being broken out until the cuffs around your wrists and legs that you’d grown so accustomed to were suddenly opened.

Before you could mentally respond your body was sitting up right, “Oh thank god,” I cried as you launched yourself out of the door to your cell and into the open where you wrapped your arms around Steve, enveloping him in a tight hug before running to Wanda’s side, helping her out of her own cell and the straightjacket they’d put her in.

Minutes later you were sitting in the Quinjet with the rest of the team, Wanda was sitting quietly next to you (she still hadn’t said anything to anyone so you were just waiting it out), Clint was standing a ways away talking on a burner phone to his wife and kids, Scott was sleeping on a row of seats, and Sam was up front with Steve and Bucky.


“What do you mean they broke out? What’s going to happen to her? Is she going to be safe?” Peter asked, each question rapidly succeeding the other as he stood with Tony outside of Rhodey’s rehabilitation center.

“We’re not sure where they are or how exactly they got out, but she’s with Cap so she’s safe. Steve mentioned her specifically in his letter with specific hopes that you would know that she was okay.” Tony told the young man.

“What should I do? What can I do?” Peter asked, looking to his mentor for advice.

Tony sighed, unsure of what to say, “For now? Replace her on the robotics team, I’ll see if I can’t find a way for her to get back.”


You were wandering T’Challa’s mansion (it was the only place you were allowed to go freely since you and the rest of the team were still wanted criminals and with your powers you couldn’t handle sitting still for more than an hour) when you came across Steve.

“Captain Rogers,” You greeted him, “I really appreciate the whole breaking me out of maximum security prison thing, but when do I get to go home?” You asked. You obviously didn’t want to go back to The Raft, but you were feeling really cooped up and just wanted to get back to some semblance of your old life.

“(Y/N)…You can’t, they’re looking for you, for all of us. If you go back they’ll find you and throw you back in prison.” Steve told you.

“I have a life, school, friends back in Queens. What will they think if I just disappear like this?” You asked, surely people were still confused as to where you had disappeared to.

“We got some intel on that, when you were arrested they told your foster parents and school you were arrested on drug charges.” Steve told you, giving you that look of pity that people who felt bad about your situation always gave you.

“So no one cares that I’m gone.” You replied with sigh, you’d only been at this last home a few months, of course they wouldn’t care to look into what happened to you, you were just another troubled kid to them.

“I’m so sorry (Y/N), with your record it seems like everyone accepted it would happen. I know it’s not fair. Considering the fact that you know that spiderman kid, there’s no way you can go back to your old life and pretend none of this happened.” He said before pulling you into an awkward hug before walking away.

You knew Steve was right, you’re not stupid. But it didn’t change the fact that you were standing in Wacanda with no hope of freedom. Would you ever see Peter again?

Light Bulbs

(Edit:  I found the prompt that inspired this one.)

> Remember that prompt where Haggar hit Lance with one of her spells and made him invisible from the rest of the team? How about this went in another route?

> Lance was indeed hit by Haggar’s spell but this time it caused a domino effect to the rest of team Voltron due to the bonds that they share to each other.

> The next day after they fought the witch, Lance woke up to an empty castle. At first he thought that the others were just busy with their own things so he did what a normal person does. He searched the entire castle, or at least the parts that he was familiar with and places where the other Paladins frequently visit.

> Lance checked each hangar of the lions but he didn’t find anyone. Not even Pidge who seemed like taken residency in Green’s hangar. He didn’t find Hunk in the kitchen and his best friend was not in his own room also. Allura was not in her usual place when piloting the castle and he didn’t even stumbled to Coran, not even once. It was also a surprise that Lance didn’t find Keith in the training room. If Lance didn’t find any of them then there was a 99% chance that Shiro was nowhere too.

> Enter the denial and rationalization stage. Lance tried to make himself believe that they were just pulling a prank on him. He said in the hallways that the prank was not funny anymore. No one answered back.

> Lance really hoped that it was just a prank. After waiting for a whole day though he realized the painful truth that he was really alone inside the castle that was travelling in the middle of nowhere.

> He also realized that he could no longer feel the comforting presence of Blue inside his mind. It was as if something was blocking their connection to each other.

> Lance started to panic and wonder where everyone else was. Did an enemy attacked them and captured them?

…or…did they left him behind? He tried to dismiss the thought and told himself that it was impossible because the lions were still in the castle. But what if he was the one who got kidnapped and this was just an illusion?

> Having cooked meals prepared for him in the next following days, feeling that someone was touching his hands and shoulders, having random things being broken even though he was not touching anything, seeing random light bulbs in the middle of the hallway or his room, and blank notes and monitor screen didn’t help to minimized the fear clawing up Lance’s throat. It did the opposite.

> Lance could no longer sleep because of the feeling of isolation and being haunted at the same time. If he did managed to get some shut eye he would be awakened immediately whenever he feel that someone was in the same room as him.

> He learned to have his bayard with him wherever and whenever he was. This happened when one time he was grabbed from behind and he saw this shadow in a human sized that was about to drag him away. Lance kicked the shadow as hard as he could and it stumbled far away from him and enough for Lance to make a quick escape. So from then he always carry his weapon with him.

> Now, I said everyone was affected so let’s start with: Keith.

> Keith experienced the same thing as Lance did when he woke up the next day. The only difference was that he could see and touch Lance but it seemed the other can’t. It became painfully obvious that he became invisible towards Lance. Not only that, he didn’t find the others also when he searched the castle.

> Keith saw how Lance struggle in thinking that he was alone. Keith promised to himself that he would accompany the blue paladin even though the other could not see him.

> Sometimes though he got angry because of the situation and break things in order to release his frustrations. An action that Keith soon regretted when he realized that it only added to Lance’s fears.

> One day Keith tried to grabbed Lance’s shoulder and he was momentarily happy when the blue paladin finally made eye contact with him. Lance can finally see him!

> But it was short lived when Keith saw Lance’s face morphed in an expression of sheer terror and gave the blue paladin enough strength to give Keith a good kick on the stomach.

> Keith knew that Lance saw something but it was definitely not the red paladin.

> Keith was also confused why there were light bulbs that appear randomly in the middle of the hallways and rooms. Whenever he saw such items he simply move it away.

> Pidge: like Keith, Pidge suffer the same thing. Pidge could see Lance but not the rest of the team.

> But Lance could not see Pidge.

> Pidge was angry and tried to find a solution on how to fix the problem. An idea popped out and Pidge remembered in a game that students leave lit candles somewhere to give the others a signal that they were there, in the same place but just in a different plane of reality.

> Pidge tried to do the same with the Altean light bulbs.

> Pidge was sure that someone was also out there whenever the light bulbs were moved. That person was just in a different ground where Pidge and Lance was.

> Hunk was a mess. He could not find anyone and his best friend could not see him. He couldn’t even help Lance and make the blue paladin feel that he was not really alone!

> So Hunk do what he did best aside from engineering, he made sure that Lance get enough food to sustain his body.

> At first Hunk’s heart was in danger of crumbling to tiny pieces when he saw the suspicion written all over Lance’s face when the plate of freshly cooked food was put on the table. Hunk really thought that Lance would ignore it.

> Hunk was overjoyed when Lance gave the food the benefit of the doubt. After the first bite it seemed Lance deemed the food safe enough for consuming.

> Sometimes, Hunk tries to give Lance a comforting pat on the hands and shoulders but he immediately caught on that such actions onle caused more distress on the blue paladin’s current state.

> Shiro tried to make a rational thought when he found out one day that a) everyone, except Lance, was nowhere to be found and b) Lance can’t see him at all.

> As the leader, Shiro already decide that he would watch Lance and protect him if needed.

> Though despite Lance not seeing him it seems that the blue paladin could feel his presence.

> This was proven when Shiro made a mistake of soothing away Lance’s fears one time when he saw the blue paladin sleeping with a distressed face. Shiro attempted to run his fingers through Lance hair but it only cause the other to wake up instantly and look around the room with fear clearlt written on his face.

> Shiro once saw Lance attempting to escape the ‘haunted’ castle but everytime this happened something screwy will occur. Like the escape pods not working properly (this was all Pidge’s work).

> Allura and Coran immediately caught on what was happening. They were both researching things related to magic ever since Allura discovered her gift.

> Allura tried to leave a note for Coran in her room because she knows that was where he will check for her. She just hoped that it will work.

> It did, and the rest of the Paladin were informed on what was happening

> Everyone except for Lance for he only see blank notes and could not communicate to others and vice versa.

> Shiro wrote in a obvious state of panic that they needed to do something or Lance will be in grave danger mentally first then physically next. Hunk made the same note and Pidge was screaming in frustration while typing and Keith just want to fight someone.

> It was a race against time.

(So, the Corpse Party: Tortured Souls anime version influenced this one also…)

claymore-smile  asked:

Dude how in the hell did you get a job in the cartoon industry with no prior art education or experience? Because when I read that CalArts post I felt my soul being ripped out of my body because it gave me a since that my dream was dead before it even began. So when I read your addition to the post, it gave me hope again, and I really want to know how you accomplish entering to cartoon industry?

Tbh it was a result of several years of sharing my art and getting it out there, establishing connections, and being a decent person to everyone I possibly can! That said my current situation is extremely rare, but not impossible!

A less vague answer: Kyle, the show runner, directly approached me for the job. I had helped him out with his personal projects at times in the past and had established connections years before the proposal. He’s a cool dude.

So yeah, don’t lose hope! Just keep sharing your work, improve your skills, make friends with everyone, and continue being a good person!!! I can’t guarantee results, but you’ll have a MUCH greater chance of an opportunity popping up if you keep yourself busy and involved with the online art community, as well as work well with people thru collabs, trades, group projects, etc. 

Also, SHARE YOUR WORK. 

PUT IT OUT THERE FOR PEOPLE TO SEE. 

BE VISIBLE!

Just do everything you can to better yourself personally and keep that same level of energy and positivity until something eventually does happen. The important thing is to keep at it. ^^

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I still can’t wrap my mind about what happened, this news hit me really hard that i started crying when I read the articles. I can’t even imagine what Ariana is going through , the poor girl just wanted to make people smile that night and make it an unforgettable night for everyone. The fact that she thinks that it’s her fault makes me extremely sad and emotional.Because it is no ones fault. Especially not Ariana’s when all she does is spread love and happiness.and i hate seeing her like this. And i hope she does stop the tour to take time for herself , i would fully comprehend it and everyone should to and just let her rest .It was a very selfish action by people that aren’t human beings , and that will be punished by God and will suffer in Hell.
All my prayers go to the victims, families and friends . I can’t imagine what some mom’s have to go through. With their kids missing without even knowing if they are dead or alive , No mom should go through this pain. It must be an unbearable pain. So sad that some teenagers woke up that day with the thought of “ This is going to be the best day of my life i am going to see my Idol” and their best day of their lives ends like this , it is very heart crushing.
Going to a concert should be an event of joy , an event that brings people together , an event where people feel connected with the artist and an event where you feel safe.

❤️❤️

Absolutely Smitten (I’ll Never Let You Go)

Summary: In which Dan is a much-adored primary school music teacher, and Phil is just the science teacher who can’t keep his mind off of him. But when the students notice and try to get in on the action, will Phil finally work up the courage to ask Dan out? Based on this prompt from Phanfic.

Word Count: 4k

Genre: Fluff

Extra tags: Getting together, teacher AU, pure fluff

Warnings: none

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A/N: As an elementary education major currently in my second year of college, I immediately knew this prompt was absolutely perfect for me and there was no way I couldn’t write this. I mean, come on, wouldn’t they just make the perfect teachers? Anyway, I hope you enjoy!!

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BELATED BIRTHDAY

Bucky X Reader 

Warnings: super long, angst, little self doubt, and fluff

Summary: What happens when the team forgets your birthday? Including your best friend to have a dinner party to meet his new girl. 


A/N: I was super encourage by all the love I got on my last story that I thought I would try again. Thank you all for reading these. This one is super long I let my feelings go and this is what can out of it. 


It’s not like you never told anyone your birthday, it was just a weird thing to bring up in conversation. You would also think a group of ex-assasins and superheroes would remember a little thing like that. So for the past week leading up to it, you had been waiting with bated breath for someone to ask if you had plans for that day. Each day rolled by with nothing, maybe they were going to surprise you. Nobody was acting suspiciously though, no talking that stopped when you walked into the room. Thursday rolled around with nothing and with 2 days till your birthday, you were excited when your best friend Bucky came into the living room. 

“Hey lady, you got plans Saturday night?" 

"No, none what so ever!” You had gotten so excited that you had blurted it out rather quickly. Almost shouting at the man. 

He rocked back at your tone surprised at your eagerness.  

“Awesome we’re all going out to dinner wanted to know if you wanted to join us? Just a little something nothing too formal." 

"Sure, yes I’ll be there" 

He nodded and walked back out. You squealed a little, they were doing something. This was going to be great. You got up and practically sprinted to your room. You had to look nice for your party. You laid out a couple different outfits, finally you set your mind on a (F/C) dress you had been saving. You paired it with some sandals and called it a day. 

Finally Saturday came and you spent the better part of the afternoon getting ready. When you walked out to join your friends. To say some jaws dropped was an understatement. You were known as the queen of casual; never really putting to much effort into how you looked so when you stepped out in you dress all dolled up, the boys didn’t know what to think and the girls were cheesing so hard their faces might have split in half. 

Sam recovered first. Strolling up to you he said "Hey pretty lady, can I take you out to dinner?" 

"Ha, sure you can, as long as you can show this girl a good time." 

"Well then I’m the guy for you.” He held out his arm and you hooked yours through. 

“What’s with the extra effort? You never dress up.” Nat asked curiously. 

“Just wanted to look good for this night.” You say blushing slightly.

Everyone finally headed out except Bucky, he was joining them at the restaurant. They made their way down the street to your favorite little Italian restaurant. Stepping in you’re immediately escorted to a private room for your group. There you see Bucky seated with a blonde bombshell chatting quietly with heads close together. Your heart stutters for a moment, yes Bucky is your best friend but you had always secretly hoped one day it would be more than that. Obviously that wasn’t happening anytime soon because as soon as he noticed you all he started introducing his date. 

“Hey guys this is Gabby.” He starts to introduce each one of you and everyone shacks hands with her. 

When he comes to you he says “This is my best friend, (Y/N). This is Gabby, we’ve been seeing each other for a few weeks.” You’re frozen in your spot staring at this girl. He had never mentioned her but from the smile on his face you can tell it’s pretty serious. You snap out of it and reach your hand out greeting her. Suddenly you get the feeling that tonight had nothing to do with your birthday. 

For the rest of the dinner you sit quietly, not really talking more just sitting and observing the things going on around you. But you always go back to Bucky and Gabby chatting; he had barely glanced your way the whole night and hadn’t even noticed what you were wearing but why would he when there was a gorgeous woman next to him. It had become very apparent, by the time the check was brought that this wasn’t for you but for the girl next to Bucky. Not a single person had remembered your birthday; but it was too late to say anything now. Glancing around you see all the happy faces of your friends, no one looks back at you all focused on their own discussions.

So you excuse yourself from the table, saying you need to use the restroom, but instead of heading there you head straight out the front door. If no one remembered you would celebrate on your own. You walk down the street trying to blink back the tears while shooting Sam a quick text letting him know you weren’t feeling well and you were headed back to the Tower. Stopping by a quaint looking bakery you stop in and grab a cupcake your favorite kind.

You finally back at the Tower, you go straight to the balcony on the top floor. You sit with your legs dangling over the edge and focus in the city spread out in front of you. Taking the cupcake out of its box you begin to sing “Happy Birthday” to yourself, tears start to fall about half way through and your voice cracks then gives out toward the end. You sit quietly and finish your cupcake.

A pair of black stilettos appear in the corner of your vision, you glance up to see Nat. She plops down next to you. 

“You like Bucky don’t you?" 

You kind of stare at her she knows that but not your Birthday? "So? Doesn’t matter he’s with Gabby.” You state your not mad, a little jealous but he can date who he wants. Yeah you wish it was you so bad but who could blame him for picking her over you, a little pudgy vs. drop dead gorgeous. 

“So I think you two would be great together. You are selling yourself short." 

This was perfect; just perfect you were miserable about your missed birthday but now you were adding on Bucky. Each on it’s own you could deal with but together. Well together seemed a little more dismal.

You felt you heart break in half. Maybe this whole thing was a mistake, you weren’t meant to be a part of this team. Heck, it would definitely cause a rift if Bucky ever found out you liked him. A whole bunch of awkwardness there for sure. The rest of the team couldn’t even remember your birthday. You start to think back on all the times you had thrown a tantrum, when you were so tired your sarcasm came out and you said harsh things to the team. Maybe it was better if you left, you couldn’t hurt anyone that way. 

You knew in your head most of the things you were saying were false but it rang so true right now that you couldn’t help but believe it. You focus back on Nat coming to a final decision about everything.

"I know. Call it a coping mechanism or whatever; one learns quickly the way the world works. Him and I, never going to work out. He can never know though. Promise you won’t tell him?!.” You add some finality to your voice to emphize your point to her. 

She merely nodded her head in agreement. Standing up you brushed off your dress and picked up the remains of your cupcake. 

“Now enough of my pity party. It’s time for bed and start a new day tomorrow.” You pull Nat up beside you and walk back in side. Before you part ways she gives you a hard hug. You make your way to your room scrolling through your phone looking for a certain email. Upon finding it you email Fury asking if the position was still open and that you were interested in taking it. Once done you stripped and showered then cuddled into bed to start a new day and a new life tomorrow. 

The next morning you wake up to a message from Fury saying the position was still open and that he would start the process to get your transfer ready. He did say that it might take a week or two to get it done and for you to move. Closing the email you get ready for your day. This changes things you look around your room you would have to start packing but secretively so they didn’t think anything suspicious was going on. You asked FRIDAY for some boxes to be delivered. If asked you could always say you were donating it. 

You head out to grab some food, telling yourself not to annoy anyone while you were there. You were walking on thin ice with the group already no need to leave on an even more negative note. Right before you enter you hear a giggle. Oh, Gabby must have stayed over last night. No need to keep her a secret when the whole team knows now. You make a bee line for the fridge, avoiding making eye contact with anyone. 

“Hey, (Y/N). Good morning”  Bucky calls cheerfully. You raise your hand above the door of the fridge and wave back. “She’s not much of a morning person, tends to be rather grumpy most of the time.” He explains laughing slightly. Though from his tone you can tell he is slightly embarrassed by your behaviour in front of her. Dang you’ve screwed up again, but it would be over they wouldn’t have to deal with you soon enough.

You exit the room but pause when Gabby asks “What does she do? Like her role on the team?”  

There’s a moment of silence you can’t tell what their faces look like whether it is shocked or confused; but the answer that follows tells it all. 

“She’s like a jack of all trades,” Tony answers hesitantly “she…. how do I explain this? She does what we need her to. She isn’t great at any one thing." 

Your breathing stops, that’s what they thought. You could hear grunts of agreement. You feel tears start to build again. No not again, she wouldn’t start crying again. You raced off just after hearing Steve say, "Yeah that’s what she is jack of all trades, master of none." 

What you didn’t hear was Bucky saying "But she’s the glue that holds us all together, the one that will become anything you need her to be. In a way she’s the perfect friend, the perfect Avenger in a way." 


ONE WEEK LATER  


You had avoided everyone as much as you could the past week. Didn’t want to get in their way or piss them off if you could help it. No one seemed to miss you anyway. There was no one checking up or asking for you. So when Fury came by to confirm your transfer and ask some questions you were out doing other things. 

"Where is (Y/N)? I need her to finish this paperwork.” Fury stated to the group. 

“She’s out, I don’t think she won’t be back till later. Why? What kind of paperwork? Maybe we can help.” Nat strolls over to him glancing at the papers. 

“I need some basic information from her like her birthday, social, and a couple more things. Though now that I think of it I could just ask FRIDAY. Pull up all general info on (Y/N) (Y/L/N) for me including social and forwarding address if available." 

It popped up on the TV screen and Sam blurted out "Wait forwarding address, where is she going?” Starting to panic. 

“She is taking a position in England that we offered her a while ago she will be in charge of train agents in the European offices; getting them in first rate condition. She declined at first but changed her mind last week; she let me know she wanted to take it." 

 They all shake their heads there was no way you would do this not without telling them. Bucky is the first to jump up furious at what he was just told. 

"What do you mean, transfer, she belong here with us. No way is she leaving.”  He is shaking with how upset he is. 

Fury really isn’t paying attention to the upset heroes instead he is filling in your information on the sheet he has. “Oh look at that she’s a year older, that will get confusing I’ve always hated right after a birthday you have to remember that someone’s older than they were. But I guess that’s how it works. I need to get her something maybe one of you could pick it out for me? I bet Tony here threw a wonderful party for her birthday? Huh." 

Again the team freezes, "Wait her birthday passed? When?” Steve asks  confused as to how any of them could have missed it.

“(Y/B/D) it was on a Saturday this year perfect time to do something.” He jokes but looking at their faces knows something is very wrong. “You forgot?! All of you Earth’s Mightiest Heroes forgot a team members birthday! What did you do?" 

Sam answers hesitantly "We meat Bucky’s new girl that night. Thats why she had gotten all dressed up. Not to meet Gabby just her birthday.” He smacks his forehead with his palm. 

“She probably thought that we were going to celebrate her birthday. She didn’t do it for Bucky, she did it for herself.” Nat says. 

Bucky blinks “What do you mean for Me? Why would she do something like that for me?" 

Tony signs "Obviously because she likes you. Not that you noticed you were too wrapped up in Miss Prissy to notice how decked out she was." 

Unbeknownst to the team you were traveling up the elevator and the door opened to the living room just as Bucky was saying ”(Y/N) likes me?“

You froze, he wasn’t supposed to know, he was never to find out. All eyes turned to the elevator as it dinged above you. Your eyes shoot to Nat asking for an explanation. She merely shook her head indicating it wasn’t her that had told him. You don’t want to know the look on Bucky’s face whether it was pity or disappointment. Instead you shift it to Fury, walking up to him and grabbing the papers. 

"I’m assuming you just need a signature and then I’m all ready to go, Yes?” You quickly take the papers and sign them finalizing the deal. You hand everything back to Fury while still ignoring the group that stared at you. 

“Thank you. I’ll get this all taken care of. Oh by the way Happy Birthday. I hope you had a wonderful day." 

"I did thank you so much.” You smile slightly at him. Walking up you kiss his cheek. Now if jaws could drop even further they would because this group’s would all be on the floor by now. Never before had they seen some one kiss Fury let alone get close enough without being stopped. You turn around and head for the staircase towards your room, Fury calls out “Don’t need to lie to me, sweetheart." 

You turn back to face him a sad but knowing smile on your face. "It was a good day, I got to spend the day relaxing and then went to dinner with my family. We had a good time I got to meet someone dear to my friend we are laughed and talked. No my life wasn’t celebrated and there was no cake, but I got myself the best cupcake a girl could ask for then celebrated on the balcony over looking the city. Did all my dreams come true? No. Did i get the guy? Never going to happen. Am I happy for him? Of course he deserves the best in the world, even when its not me. I still got to celebrate even if it was just me. But sometimes the only person needed to have a celebration is yourself.” You turn back around and continue on your way to your room. 

Fury glances back to the group. They now had somber looks, “You all really screwed up this time,  your going to lose her because you couldn’t see something that was right in front of you. Even worse I’m losing her. You all best make it right. That’s my girl, and I will make your life miserable if she moves. I’m going to go lose these for a while, you best have it fixed before I find it again, you hear?" 

"Yes, Sir!” Comes the unanimous and frightened reply. 

“Heroes my foot, trying to drive my favorite away. Always screwing around with my plans and my people.” Hes muttering as he exits the room into the elevator. 

They end up looking at each other no one quite knowing what to do. They had messed up before but all this seemed to pale in comparison. They had driven away one of their own. Wanda was the one to speak up first. 

“Bucky, how do you feel about her? I mean really? I’m not saying that what you feel for Gabby is fake but there has always been a.deep connection between the two of you something that not even some married couples achieve. I’m also not going to force you to chose her either if Gabby makes you happy go for it. She is a sweet girl. Please though give it some thought." 

Bucky’s forehead wrinkled thinking through all the thing you had done for him from calming him down from his nightmares, to just sitting in silence on the couch after a long mission neither of you saying anything you just letting him rest his head against your thigh as you ran you fingers through his hair. He thought of the times you made him laugh at some dumb thing you did. He also remembered the way you interacted with everyone.

Each remembers everything you had done and what stood out the most. You made yourself tailored fit to each person. With Bruce you would make a nice cup of tea before snuggling in With a good book. Asking every once in awhile how it was. You were the steadiness that he craved. For Tony you would fiddle around in his lab handing him tools as he needed them and having late night dance off parties when the guilt and shame of the past prevented him from sleeping. 

Nat was a little difficult since you tended to have opposite tastes but there you were training with her, learning to fight but also to dance. You were never going to be a Ballerina but you liked to think that Nat could see that all that she had learned wasn’t bad she could use it to help others. Of course with Clint it was nothing but fun and games pranking all that you could find and running away giggling. When Thor was around you would traverse this Midgar and explore the wierd traditions, you humans had, Thor’s words, even if it was simply grocery shopping. At this point Wanda and Vision were a package deal one was hardly away from the other. With them you spent your days cooking and coming up with  new recipes. But also trying to out smart Vision the best you could. 

Sam was your go to buddy, watching movies, playing video games, or even just chatting about how life was going. Hanging with Steve was always interesting, you had appointed yourself list completer. You did just about everything on the list with Steve and if you couldn’t you set it up for him, the where, when, and even sometimes the who. 

Bucky though, it was everything, everyday he could think of a memory with you. A rock was how he would describe you; a constant person that whenever he needed something you were there to provide. Your random adventures out into the world with no real destination in mind. Now just the thought that he wouldn’t see you for even more then one day was terrifying. He pulls himself from his thoughts to see the group looking at him. 

"I can’t lose her. I don’t know what I would do without her.” His voice is trembling over cone with fear of what may happen. 

“Then you need to go talk to her, after we need to talk to her, so get her down here. We need to apologize and make her see that she is beyond needed here.” Wanda is firm, making it clear that failure is not an option. 

Bucky nods and begins his way up the stairs, towards your room. When he reaches the door he raises his hand to knock but hesitates, he doesn’t know what to say, how is he going to get you to stay after everything the group has put you through. You could leave, you had every right, they had taken so much from you never giving anything in return always just expecting more. No, not now he would give you anything you wanted. You were going to stay right here, with him. He knocked, this time determined to make you see where you truly belonged. 

The door cracked open, revealing tears traveling down your face and a pair of eyes revealing a shattered heart. You stare at him for a moment taking him in. You turn away leaving the door open knowing that he isn’t going to leave even if you wanted him to. He came into a room of boxes and thing scattered about. His hear restricted again it was real you were leaving. 

“You can’t go.” He blurted almost shouting it.  

You turn towards him. “Why not?" 

You’re tired, exhausted really you had cried yourself to sleep to many times this week. Ready to put the whole thing behind you and move on. So when you spoke it was devoid of emotion. This scared Bucky even more, you had never spoken to him or anyone else this way. 

"I…we need you here. No I need you here. You help keep us all together.”

“Funny thing about Jack of All Trades, yeah we maybe good at almost anything we do; we are also very replaceable. You’ll find someone else just as good or even better. You think you need me now but just wait couple of weeks you’ll forget i was even here." 

"No we won’t. You are much more than that to us. None of could really function without you here. Who do you thinks keeps all the evil from crushing us. You see us as more than just superheroes. Please don’t go." 

You sign and continue to pack things into the boxes. Fear takes over Bucky as he watches to the point where he walks and tips the box spilling it’s contents on to the ground. 

"What are you doing!!!” You scream at him. 

“I’m not letting you go. I … I need you here with me. Not anyone else just me. I’m going to unpack everything you do so stop right now." 

"You’re making a mess that’s what you’re doing. You stop.” Exasperated at this fool. You had just finished packing those; but he continues to dump out your boxes. “Knock it off.” He keeps going. He has about two boxes left before he has effectively unpacked everything you have done. “Alright let’s talk, just stop trashing my room." 

He freezes mid tip, a smile grows on his face. He puts the box right side up. You plop down on your bed and pat the space next to you. He sets himself down and angles himself so he is facing you. 

"Why should I stay, and don’t just say cause you need me?" 

"I do need you, but the others need you as well. I didn’t realize how vital you are to me until you were walking away from me. You keep the nightmares at bay. You make me get up in the morning afterward even when I feel like the weight of everything I’ve done will crush me. No one else does that for me." 

"Wha..  what about Gabby, she makes you happy? I’ve never seen you smile like that not even when we are together." 

"That’s because it’s not that real. You aren’t paying enough attention to me when we are together. I can’t not smile when we are together. Gabby is sweet but half the time I feel I have to hide part of myself so that I don’t scare her. She’s sweet and caring but she is not you. I know you would go to the ends of the earth for me and kick anyone’s butt that even insinuates that I’m not meant to be here. I don’t get that from you." 

Staring at him now, you can see how much he means with what he is saying. Why had he never said this before. Why Now? 

"I know you think that I might just be saying this because I don’t want you to leave” you not you head, “but I mean it. It’s cliche but I almost list you and I realize that I do care for you. I.. I love you, I can’t live without you. I can see a life without Gabby but without you I can’t even wrap my head around it." 

He pauses looking at your face to see your reaction. Hoping that it is positive but scared that it’s too late for all this. You sit for a moment taking everything he has just said. 

"I… Why couldn’t you say this earlier. I just signed my transfer. It’s official now. I love you too but.." 

"Well Fury may have chewed us out and "lost” your paper work till we made this right with you.“ 

You can’t help it now you let out a laugh, Bucky can’t help but smile at the sound he missed it and even more he didn’t want to lose it again. He tackled you to the bed, wrapping his body around. You wiggled trying to escape while laughing some more. He then begins to poke you in your side, causing you to laugh even harder. 

"Stop, please I’m staying I’m staying I promise.” You’re trying to catch your breath while wiping tears away from your face. You snuggle deeper into him, enjoying the warmth and the pleasantness of the embrace. You stay like that for a while just reveling in each other. 

“Good,” he likes where you are at, right here in his arms, “we do need to move sometime. I have been tasked with bringing  you downstairs so the others can talk to you. They feel bad for missing your birthday. I feel really bad, I’m your best friend and I couldn’t even remember something that important. Give me a day and I’ll make it up to you, anything you want I’ll do it. It’s your day." 

You merely nod, then unravel from him before standing up to head downstairs. He grips the side of your face taking his thumbs and wipes the remaining tears from your eyes. He kisses your forehead before releasing you to go. You take a deep breath and head out, Bucky lingers pulling out his phone to make things right. 

You head down the stairs to living room, you go to grab Bucky’s hand for support to find him missing. Looking back around and continue down taking deep breathes. Looking into the living room you see that they are running around setting up balloons and streamers. Tony was trying to dictate where everything went and how everything looked. Wanda and Vision, were of course baking in the kitchen they were assembling the cake decorating it as best they could.

Everyone is so busy they don’t notice you on the stairs. You sit down and continue watching them, wondering how you ever thought you could leave these people. Tony pulls up the security video from the day that Gabby asked what you do. You watch them defend you and what you do, no one had a single thing wrong with you. 

You feel the tears gather again, you feel Bucky come up behind you wrapping his arms around you from the step above. All of a sudden the cake starts to tip over and a cry rings out from Wanda which causes Clint to startle on the ladder sending streamers falling and balloons to start popping. You smack a hand over your mouth to stop from laughing. It doesn’t last long as Tony starts running around before slipping on some decoration boxes he falls on his butt. The cake finally tips and falls across the counter. And Steve stares at everything happening. You can’t help it you busy out laughing bending over in half with a stitch growing in your side. You can feel Bucky behind you cracking up as well. 

 
They all look over see you collapsed on the stairs laughing. One by one they start laughing, each caught up in the moment. They all tapperoff when they hear a ding from the elevator. Fury steps out and looks around. 

"I don’t need these correct?” He hold up your papers. All eyes shoot to you. 

“No sir you don’t. Their stuck with me now.” You shake your head as cheers go up. 

Bucky leans in to whisper in your ear “I broke it off with Gabby, I’m all yours.” You shoot a look back at him just to confirm what he said, “Till the end of the line.”  You go back to looking at your friends as they stumble back up. This was the best birthday you could have asked for. 

“Happy Birthday (Y/N)!" 

As You Wish (Bucky x Reader)

A/N: Hey guys!! Sorry for taking a while to post this so this is a slightly longer one haha. I’m sorry if it’s not that good but I haven’t written smut for quite some time sooooo yeah😅 Anyways, enjoy!!

Request: Oh yay perfect :) Then I dare to request a Little smutty imagine with hot ass Barnes where he’s always shy around you at the compound but then one day everyone is out on a Mission except you two. So you go to the living room in just a towel (cause you think you’re alone) but Bucky happens to be there having his breakfast. So as soon as he sees you, he can’t resist any longer and you both end up having sex? Then you just cuddle and decide to give your relationship a try :) I hope it’s fine :)

Warnings: smut, slight cursing


You sighed and laid back in your bed as you sent the team off for their mission. You didn’t follow along as you had finished a rather tiring mission a few days ago and the others didn’t want you to strain yourself so they made you sit out for this one.

Sitting up, you decided to go take a shower, maybe you’ll just head out to the mall or something, or maybe just get a cup of coffee. As you grabbed your hair tie you tied your hair up in a bun as you headed to the bathroom to freshen up. You went to the shared bathroom instead of your room’s one as the water was always cold there. You really need to remind Tony about it.

You closed the bathroom door and stripped off your clothes stepping into the shower, making sure the water was warm. Sighing in content at the water hit your skin. You looked down at your feet, feeling a bit lonely as you’ll probably would be spending today and tomorrow by yourself.

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Not that I want people in any way to be outright mean, but I do hope some folks who are choosing to still go to Sherlocked actually ask Mofftiss some REAL questions and not just spend the time kissing their asses.

Important things I want to know:

-Why?

-Why the assassination of John’s character?

-Why does TAB exist? If so, why contradict everything that happened in TAB in S4?

-Why turn the show into The Mary Show?

-Have you started to see a therapist for your “insane wish fulfillment?”

-What exactly was “groundbreaking?”

-Why didn’t Sherlock just give Moriarty one of his magical hugs on the Barts rooftop and save everyone a lot of heartache?

-How did the rug inside 221B survive that explosion? What is that rug made out of??

-Why create the baby and then either ignore her existence or ship her off to John’s “friends?”

-When did John forget how to doctor?

-Why work so hard to keep the two leads apart?

-How did no one find a lost child that was in a well right behind the house?

-Why didn’t Churros use her magical mind powers to run away, start a new life etc etc? Why stay on Murder Island?

-Why won’t someone just give Sherlock a damn dog??

-Have you thought about taking a night course to learn how to write women more realistically?

I’m sure there are many more questions.

Later

Steve x Reader

Word count: 1308

Summary: Fluffy, reader comforting Steve… that’s it really

A/N: HEY guys!!  I’m sorry I haven’t posted anything in awhile, just nothing has been coming to be writing wise, but I’m so happy I came up with this story!! I really enjoyed how it came out and hope this was the beginning of a writing streak lol. Anyway I really hope you enjoy this fic <3

Originally posted by esgaroths

Walking onto the quinjet you where exhausted. It had only been a few weeks since Tony and Steve came back together and got the Avengers initiative up and running again. In those weeks you had had 10 missions, all varying in length and with those missions there had been countless more arguments. Everyone had their turn, you had yelled at each of them once most of them time to get them to stop arguing and focus on the damn mission.

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BTS Reaction: You’re an Idol and their S/O that is always getting hit on by fans

Rapmonster/Namjoon: He wouldn’t really worry about it much. He knows that you always turn down all those guys who think they have a chance with you. He just laughs knowing that they’ll never have you.

“Aish, these young boys. They’ll never learn.

Originally posted by yoongichii

Jin: He’d get annoyed at you at some point. You being so friendly, never realized how flirtatious your fans were. He’d try to tell you to watch out for those guys and not to get close to them, but you’d always wave it off, telling him that they were just being friendly.

“Ah Jagi! They’re trying to seduce you! Don’t fall for their tricks!”

Originally posted by softlytaejin

Suga/Yoongi: Suga would be jealous, but he wouldn’t show it openly; he’d be very subtle about it. Seeing all those flirting with you, his s/o, just opened a door to jealousy. If you two were public, he would slowly try to take more pictures with you and post them up. He’d show his and your fans that you were taken. If you were to question him about his actions, he’d just say he was feeling loving that day and divert your attention elsewhere.

“Jagi, how can you not see that all those flirting guys make me angry.”

Originally posted by imonaworldtour

J Hope/Hoseok: Hoseok would express his discomfort more than the other guys would. If you guys were in an public relationship, he would hug you and hold your hand whenever your fans were nearby. He’d make sure that everyone knew that you were his. He’d worry over how serious some of these fans were of trying to make you theirs.

“Y/n, you’re mine! Not theirs! Let’s post more pictures today, okay? I love you!!”

Originally posted by nycbtslover

Jimin: Jimin would be pretty jealous about the attention you were getting. I don’t think he would do anything extreme, but he’d make it noticeable that he was jealous. He would pout every time he saw comments about how sexy you were, and how you should be with them. He’d be more affectionate and tell you that his love doesn’t compare to the “love” that your fans have for you.

“I love you! Pay attention to me more, okay? I’m your squishy Jimin. No one can love you as much as I do!”

Originally posted by chimneytaels

V/Taehyung: I don’t think Taehyung would care much about it. He probably wouldn’t even realize that you were constantly being hit on until one of his members tell him. He’d just smile and be proud that so many people wanted you, but only he can have you.

“I win, Jagi! I get all of your love!”

Originally posted by shootingfingerhearts

Jungkook: He would be very uncomfortable with the amount of love you’d be receiving. He wouldn’t tell you anything because he knew you wouldn’t do anything. But he can’t help, but feel scared and annoyed. He doesn’t want to lose you, but you don’t see how much lust these other guys have for you. He’d try to reassure himself that you would do nothing, but after a bit, he would want you to tell him that nothing would happen.

“Jagi? You’ll only love me, right? Your fans won’t get in the way of us?”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

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Hello everyone !!!, Hope you had a great weekend also I hope your heart condition is very good after the last steven boomb, I was just like holly blue, two diamonds in one day! did you like the chapters?,  I love to see the two facets of diamonds, sensitive and loving with their sisters and firm and authoritarian with their subjects, What happens now? You think white diamond is the leader of all? Pink diamond is alive and is lion or on the contrary her remains are in the rose’s box I’d love to hear your favorite theories and hyping together :c

monsta x reaction to: you giving them head under the table (nsfw)

Originally posted by jooheonbebe

jooheon: bashfully flushes scarlet as he tightly grips the nearest thing in reach. he wonders how something so filthy and voluptuous can feel so…heavenly. he tries to act casual as people pass by, but sometimes he just can’t quell the hisses and grunts that fall from his mouth as he winds his fingers in your hair.

Originally posted by gifsmonstax

wonho: was a little embarrased at first, but knowing that no one else knew but him what was going on under the table turned him on so immensely that he forgot everything but the pleasure coursing through him. his hands would be itching to touch you, but he would keep them rigid on the table, occasionally picking up a menu or a ketchup bottle just to make everything seem normal.

Originally posted by gthir

shownu: his fear of someone catching you two would almost distract him from the pleasure. he would be looking around to make sure no one was watching and that everyone near wasn’t suspicious of anything happening.

“don’t slurp too loud, baby,” he’d softly chastise, closing his eyes as you began to run your tongue along his tip. “but fuck, your mouth feels so good…”

Originally posted by hyungvon

hyungwon: quietly sits there, hoping to dear god no one can see what’s happening under the table. he feels a little ashamed of being so turned on, but he can’t help it. if a waitress came over to offer a refill, he would surprise you by keeping his cool, like nothing was happening. he would darkly fill you in on his plans to punish you later when you got home.

Originally posted by chyogi

minhyuk: nearly has to cover his mouth to keep quiet. the moment he feels your mouth sink onto him, he nearly forgets he’s in public. excitement will get the best of him and he’ll slam his hips upwards, letting his erection pump in and out of your mouth, his head falling back against the chair, somehow managing to play off his low, ecstatic groan as a yawn. he wouldn’t be able to wait until you two got home, finishing what you started right there in the backseat of the car.

Originally posted by study-me-misha

kihyun: would struggle to keep his cool, but would somehow manage it. he wouldn’t particulary mind if he was caught, but there were two people in this situation, not just himself, so he would try to seem normal to not give you away. he would try to busy himself with reading something so no one would come up to him, hiding his labored breathing as he reached orgasm behind his menu.

Originally posted by kkaebsongh

i.m: he would sit there, one hand holding the menu, the other tracing through your hair. his head would occasionally dip down just to watch you, to murmur words of encouragement. “yeah, just like that, baby. that’s it.” a little daddy kink would start to pour out a little and more than once he would coyly slip his hand underneath the table and grope a breast.

anonymous asked:

Can u write a zach imagine Where the reader is zachs Gf and hannahs sister and very well liked by everyone and the people on the tapes dont want her to Find out about them but she does and is mad and especislly at zach

title: forgiveness, can you imagine?

word count: 1692

note: deadass rewrote this 5 million times until i was finally happy with how it turned out. it’s super fuckin long too wtf i love zach too much maybe idk


Hannah’s death had torn you apart, that much was true. Your sister had left no note, no letter, for you or your parents. Instead, she left behind shattered hearts and ruined lives, tearing everyone to shreds. Your parents pushed for a lawsuit, claiming that maybe Hannah had been bullied and it was the school’s fault for not stopping it. Maybe it was the truth; her life had turned sour when rumors flooded the school that involved her and multiple people.

Zach had been keeping secrets, that much was true. You never pushed, never prodded; if he wanted to tell you, he would. But these secrets, these were the ones that were going to tear you apart. It was affecting your relationship and the ties you had with everyone in your circle: Marcus, Justin, Jessica, Sheri, too many more to count. It was concerning you and they wouldn’t let you in on what they knew.

He hadn’t intended for you to find out ever, and even if you did, he didn’t intend for you to find out in the way that you did. You were Hannah’s sister for God’s sake; if you were going to know about the tapes, the tape team wanted it to be because they had shown you. Of course, Clay fucking Jensen (as Justin so lovingly put it) had to go and screw everything up.

They knew that he was the last one who had had the tapes in their possession; they knew he hadn’t passed them on yet. The last thing they had expected him to do was show them to Hannah’s very own sister. It wasn’t ever expected, something they would have taken to the grave with them if need be.

As Zach walked up to the front door of the Baker household that fateful Saturday afternoon, he could see your bedroom through your open curtains and blinds. You were sitting on your bed, a tape player in hand, headphones over your ears, and the most devastated look on your face; Clay was sitting in the chair at your desk, looking equally upset. In that moment, the boy standing outside your house knew.

He told the group, let them know that there was a storm on its way. It could be a silent, deadly one that severs their ties with no words or one that began with yelling and ended in tears. He didn’t know what to expect now. Courtney and Jessica were fearful, they were close to you; Zach was even more scared, he was your boyfriend after all and he really, genuinely cared about you.

Monday came and went without incident. You ignored everyone in the group. When you were walking in their direction, you put your head down, pretending to not notice them. They noticed that as soon as your back was to them, your head would lift and your stride was quick and long.

The end of the school day, in your opinion, was the best part of your day recently. You escaped with your dignity, no confrontation with your closest friends. Your luck, however, had run out when you reached your home, Zach waiting by the front door, his body leaning casually as it always did against the wood barrier; you slammed your car door harder than you meant to.

“What are you doing here, Zachary?” you asked, nudging past him to unlock the house.

He was taken aback, he’d never heard your voice dripping with such venom. It was a new sensation, this absolute dread he felt when you’d said his full name. “Am I not allowed to drop by my girlfriend’s house and see her?”

You rolled your eyes, stepping over the threshold and jiggling your key out of the lock. You wished he’d just leave, catch the drift that you were mad at him. How could he stand there and act as if you hadn’t heard what he’d done to your sister, been one of the reasons that she’d been driven to take such drastic measures?

“I’m not so sure anymore,” you mumbled, setting your backpack by the door and making your way to the kitchen.

The door shut behind you; Zach was following and you didn’t want him to. He was leaning against the counter when you turned from getting a snack out of the fridge.

“What’s wrong?”

Feigning innocence.

“Ask Hannah,” you snapped quietly, not meeting his eyes. “Oh wait, you can’t, can you?”

This was what he was afraid would happen all day at school; he was hoping it would happen there, so everyone could see it. Then everybody in school would see how bad he had fucked up, how bad everyone on those goddamned tapes had fucked up. Here it was, though, happening in the kitchen of the very house Hannah had died in, silent and driven to an extreme that she shouldn’t have been driven to. It was intimate, just the two of them; the air was so silent, he could hear his heartbeat pounding in his ears and seemingly echoing through his whole body.

“[Name], listen-”

Your face burned, your eyes were blurry, your throat was closing rapidly. “No, Zach, you listen. How could you do that to my sister, to me? I don’t understand how you can hold hands with me in the hallways and kiss me when nobody is looking, and not feel bad for what you’ve done! Why would you steal those notes from her? Were you mad that she had turned down your comfort? She had been so wronged by everyone in your stupid fucking group that she couldn’t trust you, she thought it was a dare when you tried helping her. Just… How can you even look at me?”

Then you were crying. Breaking down right in front of Zachary Dempsey. It was embarrassing, but after three days of holding in feelings of betrayal and sadness, you finally had a way to let it out. And he held you, even though you tried hard to push yourself out of his arms, away from the person you hated and loved all at once.

“Hear me out, please.” The desperation in his voice was beyond evident. “I tried to help her. I really, really wanted to. After Marcus assaulted her, I went back to the diner and tried cheering her up, but she didn’t want to have anything to do with me. So I tried again in the cafeteria, but she completely blew me off. I took those notes without knowing what they meant to her and then she left me that note.”

“S-She said you threw that away.”

“I didn’t. She thinks she saw me throw it away and it’s valid. She saw it a different way than what actually happened. But I have it. It’s in my wallet. The thing is, though… I feel so bad, so bad. I’m the only one on those tapes trying to own up and take responsibility for what I did. Justin, Bryce, Courtney… They won’t ever admit that what they did was wrong, what they did hurt her, but I will. I’m telling you right here, right now. I wish I hadn’t done what I did. If I could go back in time, stop myself from being so angry when she humiliated me in front of everyone at school, I would.”

The tears were still streaming, a steady flow of warmth falling from your eyes, wetting your cheeks, and dousing Zach’s shirt under his Letterman jacket; it smelled strongly of some cologne you had gotten him for his birthday and faintly of the caramel mocha he always ordered from Monet’s. You wished it wasn’t so comforting.

“I am genuinely sorry for what I’ve done. To Hannah, to you, to your family. I really do understand if you don’t want to see me anymore, [Name]. Seriously.”

You thought, leaned tiredly against his chest, your cheek pressed just above his heart. It was a hard decision; this was the first boy you’d ever loved, first one you had ever told as such, but what he did was wrong. Like he said, though, he was the only one really owning up to what had happened in his tape so far. Justin, Courtney, Sheri weren’t at your door apologizing for their mistakes.

Zach could practically feel the anxiety growing in his stomach, a frightening grip in his gut that reached threateningly up through his chest and closed his throat. It seemed like ages before you said anything and he let out a breath he had been holding.

“Can you just… Give me a break? I really love you, don’t get me wrong, but I’m really mad at you right now. I just need some time to calm down, clear the air a little bit.”

He pulled his arms tighter around you, almost like he was afraid that if he let you go, you’d disappear just as Hannah had. The girl had been right about one thing; he was lonely, too. Not like she had been, but he was. And it showed.

“Is it bad that I would have been worried if you said you didn’t need a break?” he joked, his voice dripping with tears he didn’t know had welled up.

You laughed a little, clearing the air. “No, I don’t think so.”

It was almost like losing a comfort blanket when you unraveled yourself from his body and he wanted nothing more than to pull you back into him, revel in your warmth and the nearly tangible love that you exuded. He was about to say something when your hands found his cheeks and guided him down to your level so you could press a quick, chaste kiss to his forehead. Even after your lips had left his skin, your hands stayed on his face and he stayed leaning down, his eyes closed and his own hands holding your wrists as if to keep yours in place.

“It’s just a break, okay? Don’t go chasing after any other girls.”

“Wouldn’t ever dream of it when you’re the only one I love.”

“I love you, Zach. Don’t forget that.”

“I love you, too. I’d never forget.”