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Kevin Keller and Jason’s Murder

We need to talk about how much Kevin knows. Because I think he knows more than he’s letting on. I love him and I don’t think he’s the killer, but we have to be realistic here.

- His dad is the Sheriff. No, this doesn’t automatically mean that he knows more than the others, but this means that he has the capacity and the potential to know more. In addition, the Core Four has been finding things out left and right. They’re probably telling Kevin all of this.

- Kevin’s sharp as fuck. Seriously, I know that maybe he hasn’t figured out what Joaquin really wants and he didn’t realize Joaquin was a Serpent, but he was able to recreate his dad’s murder board from memory. We don’t know how many times he’d seen it. For all we know, that was actually the first time he’d ever laid eyes on it. Chances are, he HAD seen it before, but he tells Sheriff Keller, “Nice murder board, Dad.” If Kevin’s seen it already, then the Sheriff doesn’t know that. Which brings me to my next point….

- Why didn’t the Sheriff comment on the fact that Kevin had recreated his murder board? Yes, we are missing a lot of scenes for Kevin, so his dad may have sat him down that night and talked to him about it, but his dad doesn’t even seem that shocked at the murder board. He doesn’t ask if Jughead was the one to steal the evidence, he’s there for Jason’s murder. Why doesn’t he ask why his murder board was perfectly recreated?

- The camera does tend to show closeups of Kevin when he’s in the room and valuable information is dropped. This could be a hint that he knows more than he’s letting on.

- But my main theory in that line is that Kevin knows about Dark!Betty. When she was going off on Chuck in the cafeteria, the camera focused on Kevin. He didn’t really look shocked, just uncomfortable and maybe a little guilty. We know Kevin and Betty are close- maybe he’s seen Dark!Betty before.

Again, I don’t think Kevin’s the actual killer, but I think Kevin knows a lot more than he says. 

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oh god i finally wrote something. i could cry lmao.

Tony doesn’t like wildlife.

Well, that’s not entirely truthful—he doesn’t mind wildlife on his TV screen, for example, or safely contained in cages at the zoo. That’s perfectly fine. Nice and sterile.

But now wildlife is staring him in the face and screaming and Tony, frankly, isn’t sure what to do for the first time in his life.

He gapes at the raven.

The raven caws in return.

The bird somehow managed to wedge it’s head into the bare inch or two of space between the metal railposts of his patio and the glass that made up the fence. It’s furious—scratching at the glass with sharp looking talons and screeching like a banshee every time Tony so much as fidgets.

“Well, what the fuck am I supposed to do?” Tony asks, throwing out his hands. “This is Malibu, why are you even here?”

The raven stops moving, as though Tony just said something so profoundly stupid he stunned it into silence.

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Olicity: Party Time

Prompt from @putthepromptsonpaper “Ten more minutes of this and I’m getting a vasectomy.”

“Ten more minutes of this and I’m getting a vasectomy.”

“Oliver, please stop being dramatic. This is supposed to be a nice day.”

“It’s supposed to be a five year old’s birthday party, but somewhere along the line it’s turned into a horror movie.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“These children are demons.”

“I think demons is a harsh word…”

“I’ve been bitten.”

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anonymous asked:

UT/UF/US/SF Skelebros who has a S/O that's always near them, like you'll rarely see the skeleton without their S/O, but the S/O understands personal space, but wants to at least be in the same room. S/O is only like this because they've been replaced and liked by someone better their entire life, and they just for once want to be the better liked person

Like. Honestly me tho. I get replaced ALL THE TIME. That’s why I love comments. It makes me feel validated. Like. I hate being alone. Just going to buy food I ask my friend to come with me.

Also, I’m updating the rules with a 6 character limit because 8 is too many. So, I’m dropping Underfell. Sorry, if you want Underfell, please request them separately!!



  • He just goes with it at first. Like, whatever ya know? He likes being around you too.
  • Once he finds out why you’re like that though, he’s going to up the affection. He’s actually going to come up to you for cuddles instead of laying there and you coming to him. He might even wrap the two of you up in a blanket burrito together.
  • He’s also going to reassure you that he loves you and he isn’t going anywhere anytime soon. He’s too lazy to anyways lolol


  • He is happy with the situation because you’re his datemate and he loves you.
  • When he finds out, he’s going to shower you with so much love and affection and spaghETTI–
  • He’s also going to make sure you know he loves you with plenty of dates.



  • The bab does not mind. It’s literally his dream come true.
  • A wonderful datemate who loves him so much that they always want to be in his presence?? Sign him U P.
  • When he finds out why, he is instantly concerned. He is going to make you so many tacos now and reassure you about how much he loves you and that you’re the best ever datemate and he’s never going to leave you because he loves you.
  • Also, prepare for many cuddles and skele-kisses.


  • He doesn’t do much so, like Sans, he’s like whatever. He loves you and he doesn’t mind you being along him. He likes having you around. You’re smol and precious to him.
  • He finds out about your issue when you refuse to leave the room even though you’re getting woozy due to the cigarette smell. ((The smell of cigarettes gives me a headache so I know.))
  • He puts out his cigarette, changes into a not smoke smelling hoodie and cuddles you to let you know how much he loves you.



  • Of course you want to be in his presence. You’re his datemate. Why wouldn’t you want to be around him?
  • When he finds out why, it takes him a bit to understand. But once he does, he’ll show a bit more affection.
  • When I say show more affection, I mean he won’t yell at you when you hug him without permission when he gets home. He’s also going to be cooking for you even more often now than he did before. Enjoy yourself.


  • He won’t judge you for being an attention ho because he’s one too. He loves your affection and knowing that you love his is amazing.
  • Once he finds out why, he’s just- “S A M E.”
  • He feels the exact same way because of  d e p r e s s i o n and  a n x i e t y. So he lets you know that you’re not alone. Now, you never have to worry about being left because you’re so much better than him. He doesn’t deserve you. You could do so much better. So why would he ever leave?

So this is the 98% finished version!!
Tidying up the thing behind him and adding my signature to the lower right corner as soon as I finish the coursework I have for today!
So I guess I have to start investing in paints and canvas and stuff because I really enjoined this….
Good bye future paycheck!

The List

Yoongi x Reader

Fluff; suggestive (Rated T? PG13?)

Summary: Yoongi makes a not-so-innocent mistake interpreting Y/N’s wishlist


Yoongi walked into the apartment after work, ready for the weekend. He took off his shoes and wandered into the kitchen. He stopped at the sight of Y/N’s birthday wishlist, the production and release of which was long overdue, hanging on the fridge. Intrigued, he slid the magnet off of it and held it up to look it over.

“Y/N?” Yoongi called, holding the list closer to his face, trying to convince himself it didn’t say what he thought it said.

“Hmm?” Y/N’s muffled voice answered as she poked her head around the corner of the hallway, toothbrush in her mouth.

Yoongi widened his eyes at her, looking concerned. “Is this the same version of your wishlist you sent to your family?”

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Olicity: Aftermath (3x01 stolen moment)

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The moment Oliver knows that he’s in love with her is when she’s laying out before him. She’s prone on the table that he’s been on so many times with her taking care of him, and all he can do is stroke back the hair from her blood-stained forehead. He wants to move, to take charge, to go after the people that did this to her - to them - but all he can do is stand there beside her, because the idea of being apart from her and her waking up without him is hurting the part of his heart that he reserves exclusively for her.

That’s when he knows.

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Would you kiss me if I was a Frog? (Harrison Osterfield)

Summary: Reader is feeling down so Harrison comes to the rescue

Word Count: 1586

Warning(s): Mild swearing and lots of cuteness 

“You have got to be kidding me.” I breathed looking down at my paper. A C? I thought. God damn it.

“Alright thanks everyone!” My professor called out. “See you all next week.” He finished gathering his things as the rest of the students followed. I sighed packing up my stuff ignoring the paper that glared at me. I threw it in my bag with the rest of my things. I walked outside huddling inside my coat as the cold February wind whipped through me. I stuck my headphones in my ear turning up the music to block out the sounds of the London environment. My music cut out suddenly, startling me. I pulled out my phone sighing as I saw who was calling me.

“Hey Haz.” I answered placing the phone up to my ear.

“Hey love!” His voice sounded. “How was your class?” I sighed stopping at a busy street.

“It was fine.” I answered watching closely as I crossed the street.

“Are we still on for dinner tonight?” He asked. “I was thinking—there is an new italian place that just opened. I’ve heard it’s really good.” I sighed shaking my head even though he couldn’t see me.

“I don’t know Haz.” I mumbled. “I don’t really feel like going out.”

“What why?” He asked. “Is everything alright?” I sighed again.

“I got a C Haz.” I bit my lip trying to stop the tears from falling down my face.

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Got a lot of asks and comments about behind the scenes stuff for Talking Dead, so we address it here.  If you have any other questions, please drop a comment or something I’ll answer it :)

Also, thanks to EVERYONE who voted and rooted for us; this fandom is amazing.  Got some free time, and will be back with some fan fic SOON, including some Sasha/Abraham because… *cries*


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I’m super sorry, y’all :/

I despise you

(A/N): I love this request so much! 

Request: Can you do a steve x reader where y/n is literally the most chill and sarcastic vigilante like spiderman and it bothers steve so much when she pulls things like that on missions n everyone think they hate each other but theyre actually dating

Warnings: swearing

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018, @holland-toms, @superwholockian309

Originally posted by capsteverogers-things

   ‘(Y/N), I need you to focus please,” Steve muttered as he made his way through another set of agents. “We don’t want another mission to turn out like last time,” (Y/N) seemingly ignored Steve’s comment, instead continuing on with their rather relaxed way of fighting. 

   “Come on Cap, chill out a bit,” Steve grunted as an agent threw themself at his shield, nearly making him topple over. 

   “I can’t really ‘chill out’ when I have agents and robots attacking me from all sides,” 

   “Wait, was ‘chill out’ a joke about Steve’s years as capsicle? Did you really just steal my joke?” Tony asks as he casually drops down by Steve, helping him take out ever single asset within the area. (Y/N) smirks as they touch down beside the two, wiping their dirtied hands on their cargo pants. 

   “I think I just did,” Steve groans, rolling his eyes in annoyance. 

   “I don’t know if you guys noticed but we’re kinda in the middle of a mission, we don’t have time to sit back and talk,”  

   “It’s a small mission,” (Y/N) rests their arm on Steve’s shoulder, their combat boots making it a bit easier to do so. “We can sit back and talk for a minute,” Steve growled softly as he moved (Y/N)’s hand off his shoulder, stomping off to go assist Nat and Sam in taking out the hostiles. 

   “Is Steve always this grumpy?” Tony asks, staring after the team Captain in mild shock. 

   “Yes,” (Y/N) replied, smiling as Steve marched off. “Yeah he is,” Truth be told Steve was only ever uptight on missions, any other time and he was a complete sweetheart but (Y/N) could understand why he acted the way he did, missions were stressful after all and (Y/N) wasn’t the easiest teammate to deal with. Rest assured they did make up for it after the missions though and that’s exactly what (Y/N) planned on doing after this. 

   Steve sighed as he pulled his helmet off, throwing it on some seat as he slumped down into the one beside it, thoroughly wiped out from the mission. He wiped at his dirty forehead, his arms aching in pain as he does. 

   “Hey Stevie,” (Y/N) whispers as they plop down beside him, giving him a small smile. 

   “Hi,” Steve smiles back, exhaustion written across his face. (Y/N) smiles as they wordlessly pull him into a hug, allowing the large man to wrap his arms around (Y/N) and nuzzle his face into their neck. 

   Sam and Bucky eyed the two curiously, taken aback by the sudden closeness. 

   “What the-” Sam begins only to stop when (Y/N) starts speaking again. 

   “I’m making dinner tonight-” 

   “(Y/N), you don’t have to-” 

   “And dessert and we’re opening up that bottle of wine I bought, kay?” Steve hums softly as he nuzzles even closer, more than just content to be wrapped up in his lover’s arms. “And you’re taking a bath because you reek,” Steve chuckles, his smile slowly starting to grow in size. 

   “You’re joining me, right?” 

   “Hmm…maybe I will,” 

   “You’re seeing this too, right?” Sam whispers to Bucky, not once taking his eyes off Steve and (Y/N). 

   “Uh- I think so,” 

   “Don’t those two hate each other?”

   “No,” Nat smirks as she sits beside the two, folding her arms over her chest as she, too, stared at Steve and (Y/N). “They’ve been dating for almost a year now…did you guys not know this?”

   “How the hell?” Bucky glares at Steve, “I’m his best friend, I should’ve known about this,” 

   “Did you never connect the dots? (Y/N) and Steve leave the compound at the same time, arrive at the compound at the same time, and they’re always glued at the hip. It’s so obvious Bucky I can’t believe you didn’t catch on,” 

   “It’s…they hate each other!” 

   “I actually really like (Y/N),” Steve mumbles against (Y/N)’s neck, smiling to himself as he does. “And I’m pretty sure they like me back too,” 

   “Sorry to burst your bubble boys but it’s true,” (Y/N) gives the two men a sheepish smile. “I think it’s just Cap that hates me, Steve’s a pretty alright guy,” Steve chuckles, a bit muffled due to (Y/N)’s neck pressed against him. 

   “Be quiet,” 

   “You got it…Captain,” 

Mindfulness And Meditation: The Basics

First off so you don’t immediately think this is a bunch of hippie junk on your dash let’s look at this scientifically. Everything on this planet has a frequency, even inanimate objects. This includes your thoughts. The more depressed or “dark” your thought is the lower its frequency. If you can raise the frequency of your thoughts, either by clearing these negative thoughts or thinking thoughts with a higher frequency you can raise your own personal frequency and thus feel happier, more focused, be more creative, etc.

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Tutoring and Teasing (Jonathan Byers x Reader)

Summary: Jonathan and reader tutor Will, Dustin, Lucas and Mike, and the four try to get the two together.

Request: Hi!!! can you please do a Jonathan byers fic,where reader is tutoring will and his friends and reader and Jonathan flirt n stuff but it doesnt go anywhere until will and his friends try to help out Jonathan?sorry if that doesnt make sense lol I tried

Warnings: I can’t writing anything without making it super sappy.

Will and his friends were probably the sweetest, nicest kids ever, and the best at picking up on the not not-so-subtle hints Jonathan had been giving about his feelings for his closest friend (Y/n). He found any reason to spend time with her, and it was obvious he harbored feelings for the (h/c)-ette.

So naturally the four boys formulated a plan to get Jonathan and (Y/n) together. The plan was simple, pretend to need help with algebra, and somehow get the two on the conversation of dating. Jonathan and (Y/n) had decided to split the group in two; Jonathan would tutor Lucas and Will, and (Y/n) would tutor Dustin and Mike.

Dustin and Mike weren’t actually paying attention to (y/n), but whispering among themselves, formulating a plan on how to change the subject from pre-algebra to (Y/n)’s thoughts on Jonathan. However, Lucas and Will had no trouble at all. Jonathan’s thoughts were almost always occupied by thinking of (Y/n), and unknown to him, (Y/n) thought of him just as much as he thought of her, she was just better at hiding her affection.

(Y/n) was explaining to Dustin and Mike about proper equations, but they still hadn’t formulated a plan. “So if you use this equation, it will allow you to solve the problem faster than if-” but she noticed that they were off to the side whispering. “What’s got you two so distracted?”. She was so confused, they were usually so attentive to what she said but not today.

Dustin decided that the best course of action was to just be blunt with the teen. “Hey (Y/n), you like Jonathan right?” The second the final word left his mouth, the room stood still. The dim lights flickering was the only movement in the room. Lucas’ head whipped around so fast you would have sworn he’d get whiplash. To try to lighten the mood, Dustin gave his signature smile, but the atmosphere was still tense.

(Y/n)’s face was beat red, and she was ready to pass out. She had no clue how Dustin knew that she had the biggest crush on Jonathan. “Well, this is my queue to leave!” Mike abruptly got up from his seat and ran down to the basement, with the rest of the boys in tow.

“S-so is it true?” Jonathan got up from his seat and walked towards (Y/n), crouching in front of her. A quick nod came from the teen girl. “That’s a good thing,” his voice was welcoming, and he closed the gap.

The four watched from the top of the basement stairs, and Will was the first to comment on the situation, “I’m glad we got them together, but I don’t want to witness my brother making out with someone anymore,”

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Everything Is In Place//Vic Fuentes Imagine

Can I have a Vic Fuentes one where he has a girlfriend and she treats you like crap, she’s always calling you a whore because you and Vic are best friends. You try telling him but he doesn’t believe you and so like a week later he hears her bullying you and stands up for you :) then tells you that he loves you but has never asked you out because he thought he didn’t have a chance so he tried getting over you by dating other girls. Sorry if it’s really long

a/n: omfg i have just tried to write the ronnie radke imagine but all my ideas are crap and i can’t even lead up into the smut so for now i’m just gonna skip it and go up the list, sorry

-sgtc marilyn

I stepped off my car and walked to the venue, flashing my ID to get in early to the concert.

“Vic!” I called out to the man hunched over a guitar.

“Y/N! I’m glad you made it!” He said, setting it up on the guitar stand then got up to hug me.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, especially since I haven’t seen you at all this year!” I smiled.

“World tours are crazy but I’m so happy you’re here.” Vic smiled, looking into my eyes. It was moments like these where neither of us didn’t say anything, no awkwardness followed as we both stayed silent, nothing but the sound of our breath to fill the silence.

“Vic!” I heard a voice say. We both turned and looked as a chocolate haired girl walked towards us. Colleen was her name, and to say she was pretty was an understatement. She was drop dead gorgeous.

She had long legs, a toned tummy, long silky brown hair and looked good in everything she wore. She was also Vic’s 6 month girlfriend.

“Colleen, you remember Y/N, right?” Vic asked. I tried not to scream inside as she fake smiled and hugged me.

“Y/N, It’s been so long! I love what you did with your hair.” She said, casual sarcasm coating her sweet voice.

“Thanks.” I responded.

“Anyway, I have to get back to helping set up. Why don’t you two go out for coffee or something? It’ll be kinda boring just watching us all set up.” Vic suggested.

“No, that’s fine.” I said quickly, trying not to sound too rude.

“Actually, I think that’s a great idea, Y/N. Obviously everyone is busy and we shouldn’t get in the way. Starbucks?” She asked me, a smile plastered on her face once again.

“It can’t hurt.” I replied as we walked out of the venue. There was a starbucks across the street as we both crossed and entered it. We ordered, me a small tea and her a coffee as we sat down at a booth.

“What have you been up to, Colleen?” I asked, trying to make small talk.

“Not whoring around like you obviously have been.” She said snobbishly, her voice still sounding friendly as ever.

“Excuse me?” I responded, my ears going hot.

“Well, have you seen all the guys you hang out with? It’s no wonder Vic is with me and not you. God, you can’t even keep yourself away, I feel so bad for you.” She smiled but quickly dropped it.

“That’s bullshit and you know it is. I don’t need to prove anything to you that I’m not fucking my friends. Most are dating others already.” I said, sipping my tea.

“Oh, cut the crap Y/N. You want Vic so bad, everyone knows it but him. It would be a shame if someone were to tell him…” She smiled, sickly sweet.

“I don’t give a fuck what you do or don’t do. We’re best friends. It won’t matter.” I got up, grabbing my tea and walking out.

“That’s so sad, you can’t even handle an actual conversation without bailing.” She said, following close behind.

“Colleen, shut the fuck up.” I snapped, opening the door to the venue.

“Y/N, what the fuck?” Vic said as my heart dropped.

“Vic!” Colleen said, running up to him as he quickly wrapped his arm around her waist and held her close.

“Why did you tell her to shut up?” Vic asked angrily.

“She was being a cunt!” I said, drawing the attention of Jaime and Mike who were near bye.

“I was making conversation!” Colleen said innocently, wrinkles forming on her forehead.

“Bullshit, my sex life is none of your business.” I said.

“Hey! Colleen wouldn’t say that, she’s not as rude as you are being right now.” Vic said.

“Vic, she fucking calls me a whore every time she sees me, bullshit she’s not fucking rude.” I shot back, my face as red as I tomato.

“Y/N, I’m sorry, but I need you to leave.” Vic said quietly.

“Vic!” Mike said. I looked at him, my face red and my eyes starting to fill with tears.

“Vic, she drove six hours to get here…” Jaime said.

“Just fucking leave!” He shouted as I turned and ran to my car, Jaime running outside and knocking on the window.

“Y/N, don’t go. We haven’t seen you in so long.” Jaime said, worry forming on his normally happy-go-lucky face.

“Sorry, Hime. Tell Tony I said hi.” I said as Jaime backed away, leaving me to drive home.

Six hours. 

I fucking sobbed for six hours.

I ran out of tears to cry, I couldn’t even speak because my throat was so thick. I just lost my best friend since grade 5 because of someone he knew for 6 months. Show’s how much he cared about our friendship.

I went into my room and collapsed onto my bed, pulling my pants off and staying in my t-shirt.

I opened my phone, checking my current instagram notifications. I couldn’t believe my eyes.

Every post. Every fucking post was Colleen bombarding it with indescribable hate. Whore, fat, ugly, worthless we’re just a few. I groaned, throwing my phone as I buried my face in my pillow and promptly went to bed.

When I woke up, I saw that I had several texts from an unknown number and a missed call.

Sucks to suck, doesn’t it, sweetie?
How does it feel to know that you’re worthless?
Fucking kill yourself
Vic loves me and only me.

My lip quivered as I started to sob again, I didn’t even want to hear the voice mail she left me. She must’ve looked on Vic’s phone to get my number, there’s no way it was anyone else.

My phone began ringing as I answered it, not bothering to check who it was.

“Please, leave me alone. You had your fun, now drop it. I wasn’t trying to get in the way of you and Vic, I just wanted to see my best friend.” I said, my voice quivering.

“Y/N, It’s Vic.” I froze, sitting up and listening intently.

“I can’t explain to you how sorry I am on what happened yesterday, I had no idea Colleen could be so mean. Jaime showed me the instagram comments and I looked on her phone this morning.”

“Reason why I’m calling is, I want to meet you and give you a proper apology. Can I come over today.” He asked me.

“I guess so.” I responded, sniffling a bit.

“Please don’t cry, I’ll be over soon.” Vic said hanging up. I groaned, getting up and getting dressed. I washed my face and put on some simple eyeliner. Just as I finished, I heard a knock at the door.

I opened it, Vic looking at me intently. I motioned for him to come in as he came in and hugged me. I breathed in the scent of him as I hugged him back. It felt like how it should be, me hugging him and not a problem in the world.

“I’m so fucking sorry, Y/N. I don’t know why I didn’t notice earlier. I thought she could be a distraction, but she was just another obstacle.” Vic sighed.

“What do you mean?” I asked him, pulling away so I could look into his eyes.

“I needed a distraction, Y/N.” Vic started, taking a deep breath.

“I needed a distraction because I was in love with you.” He said, his voice cracking. 

“I’ve loved you since we were kids, you were my role model and inspiration. Growing up with you is the most amazing thing that’s ever happened in my life and we have an unbreakable bond. I couldn’t ask you out because I was scared, Y/N.” Vic whispered, his voice shaky.


"I was scared you didn’t love me back.” He said. I leaned up to him, tears flowing freely down my cheeks again as we kissed. We kissed through my hot tears, my dry, salty lips against his soft ones.

“I love you so much, I just wanted you to be happy.” I said, shaking.

“Don’t cry, I can’t stand to see you so sad.” He said, a single tear dripping out of his eye.

“I’m so happy, Vic. These aren’t sad tears. I loved you and still do.” I said as I kissed him once again as everything fell into place.

a/n: this was so fukking sappy shit

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Alex Summers x Reader - You Are So In Love

Prompt:  #6 “Oh my god! You’re in love with her!”
Requested By: anon
Word Count: 607
Ratings: PG
Warnings: language

Alex watched as you lined up your next shot at the archery field. Your hair was tucked behind one ear and he could see you squinting, focusing in on the target. You pulled back and let the arrow go flying; a perfect hit. Perfect. God, if Alex could choose one word to describe you, it would be perfect. It wasn’t his fault; that was your mutation. You did everything perfectly.

“It’s a bit of a useless mutation, Alex.” You had laughed as you explained it to him.

“Useless? You can do anything you want! That’s pretty useful if you ask me!” He had exclaimed. That was the day he had first started talking to you. Alex was asked to show you around when you first enrolled. It was a great day, but the two of you hadn’t talked much since.

“Why are you staring at Miss Perfect over there?” Sean asked, walking up next to Alex. Alex snapped out of his thoughts and realized he was staring right at you.

“I’m - I wasn’t - I was just..” Alex stuttered.

“Staring at the girl you like, but you’re too afraid to ask out?” Sean chuckled.

“Shut up, Cassidy. You don’t know shit.” Alex said, rolling his eyes at the boy. You were lining up another shot when you noticed the two boys looking in your direction. You gave them a small smile and a wave, causing the arrow to shoot out from your bow. It still landed in a perfect bullseye.

“Sorry we distracted you!” Sean yelled over towards you.

“It’s fine! I still hit my mark.” You laughed. Alex smiled as you gathered up your arrows and began to walk towards him.

“I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone.” Sean smiled with a wink. Alex shoved the boy away and then turned his attention back to you.

“How have you been, Alex?” You questioned with a smile.

“I’ve been, uh, I’ve been good. You?” He smiled back at you. Why did you make him so nervous? Maybe it was because you were literally perfect and he was the exact opposite.

“I’ve been good too. It’s good talking to you; I haven’t seen you in a while.” It was true and you really missed talking to him. His smile lit up a whole room and it was hilarious.

“Yeah, I’ve been… busy. You know, classes and stuff. Uh, look, I have a question, um, for you. Would you want to, I don’t know, maybe go on a date? With me? Sometime?” Alex muttered, his head facing the ground.

“A date? Oh my god, Alex, of course!” You giggled, pulling the boy into a hug. Alex stood there for a moment, in shock, until he wrapped his arms around you and let out a small laugh.

“Tomorrow? At, like, 8?” He asked. You nodded as you stepped out of the hug and picked up your archery things.

“See you tomorrow, Alex.” You gave him a wink as you turned and walked back towards the building.

“Finally got the courage to ask her out, Summers?” Hank commented behind Alex. Alex turned around with a smirk on his face.

“Yeah, McCoy. I did. She’s so fucking… perfect. I really lo-like her.” Alex quickly corrected himself. Hank smirked with wide eyes as Alex’s face turned bright red.

“Oh my god! You’re in love with her! Charles owes me 20 bucks!” Hank cheered.

“I never said I was - wait, you and Charles bet on me?!” Alex shouted at Hank. Hank’s previously cheery grin dropped off his face.

“Please don’t kick my ass. I’ll go Beast, I’m not even joking.”

“You better run, McCoy.”

“Charles! Help!”

Hope y’all enjoyed! Requests are currently closed! <3

Okay my loves, I have an important question to ask. As much as I love the masquerade, Eris and I have sort of agreed that it’s the same thing over and over conversation wise and it’s a little stale. So we are wondering if you guys would like to end the event early, have the plot drop, and go back to regular replies/reactions. 

You would of course be able to continue any thread that you want to from the masquerade if we did this. Please comment on this or send a message to let us know! As always majority will rule. 

BTS Reaction to a Girl Talking Shit About You Dating Them


“I don’t get why Hoseok’s dating you!” the girl shouted to you as you tried to make your way past the group of fans outside the airport. With the guys behind you, you were forced to get verbally attacked by yourself. “You’re not even pretty!” You held back your tears, not wanting to look like you were bothered by the comments even though you were.

“He’s be better off with me!” she said, causing her friends and a couple of other fans around her to laugh.

“Is that so?” someone said to her. You turned your head and saw she was speechless as she looked right at Hoseok. You widened your eyes and wiped away your teary eyes. You didn’t feel like talking to him right after all those things were said about you so you just tried to make a run for it. However, he caught up to you since he was a bit faster than you.

As he grabbed your hand, he looked back the fans and said, “Please don’t say things like this to the girl I love. It not only hurts her but it also hurts me.” You smiled and Hoseok pulled you away from the girls; you still smiling.


Rap Monster/Namjoon

You were going through your twitter mentions when the same username kept coming up. You sighed but as you read the hateful things that she was saying about your relationship with Namjoon, it hurt and even though you promised not to cry, your started to tear up.

“Hey,” you heard his voice say beside you. “Why are you crying?” You quickly hid your phone, not letting Namjoon see the tweets.

“Y/N… Let me see the phone.”

You shook you head, making him worry a bit more.


Sighing once again, you handed him the phone. You watched as his eyes scanned the screen. Looking up from the screen, he looked angry but also sad. “That’s why you were crying?” You only nodded. “Don’t cry over this, jagiya. It’s not worth it.”


“But nothing,” he interrupted you by wrapping his arms around you. “I love you, and that’s all that matters.”



“God you’re ugly.” a girl wearing a BTS shirt said to you. You looked at her with disbelief.

“Excuse me?” you said.

She rolled her eyes. “You’re too ugly to be with Suga.” You laughed.

“Why would you say something like?”

“I’m just pointing out the obvious,” she replied to you. “You. Are. Ugly.” You felt more anger than hurt. Before you had a chance to argue with her, someone came behind you and placed their hand on your shoulder. Judging by the girl’s reaction, it was Yoongi. You smirked to yourself.

“Did you just call Y/N ugly?” he asked. The girl of course said silent. Yoongi looked at you and back to the girl, making a confused face *gif*. “Where’s the ugliness?” You laughed. The girl just stayed silent as she walked away.

You turned to look at Yoongi and smiled. “Thanks.”



You looked at your phone in tears. You couldn’t get over what that girl said to you, did to you. Making everyone gang up on you, even the people who even liked you started to hate you. Saying you were unattractive and undeserving of Jin. You actually started to believing.

In the middle of your break down, you heard the door open. You looked up from your phone and saw Jungkook standing at the door. “Noona… Are you okay?” You, not wanted to make anyone worry, just nodded your head but you didn’t do a very good job at hiding your tears. “Hold on, I’ll go get Jin.” You were going to protest but before you had the chance to speak, Jungkook already bolted out the room to go and find Jin. You shut your eyes and bawled.

“Jagiya…” a whispered was heard and you opened your eyes. You were face to face with Jin, who looked extremely shocked. “What’s wrong?”

“They… They said I don’t deserve you because I’m ugly and I’m starting to think they’re right.”

Jin didn’t like what he was hearing. With no thought, he wrapped his arms around you and helped you calm down. “Don’t listen to them. They’re just jealous that you’re so gorgeous.” He grabbed your cheeks in his hands and pecked your lips.



*When Jimin found out about the girls who kept saying rude things about you and your relationship, he felt hurt; probably just as hurt as you felt. He would try and help you forget about all the things said.*



You walk into the room where Taehyung was sitting on the couch, looking at his phone. I smile and plopped down beside him as you asked what he was looking at. When you noticed he wasn’t laughing and that he was really serious, you too became serious. “Taehyung, what are you looking at? Why do you look so angry?”

“They say really rude things about you, huh?” he replied. You heart felt like it dropped down to your stomach. You knew he was talking about the hate towards you. Mostly about your relationship with him.

You shrugged. “I guess.”

You watched as he placed his phone down. He put his arm over your shoulders and pulled you closer to him. “Don’t pay attention to them. Only my opinion matters and I think you’re amazing.”



“Could you just please leave me alone?” you asked the girls who kept following you and throwing hurtful comments at you. They only replied with a laugh. They were getting really annoying, saying things like: “Wonder why Jungkook likes you?” and “You’re not even pretty.”

You were actually on your way to see him but you didn’t want to go with them in the back of you. “Just leave!” you shouted, getting impatient.

“Oh,” one of the girls said. “You shouldn’t shout; it’s rude.” And they laughed. You were about to rage at them until you heard someone shout your name behind you. You turned around and saw Jungkook, who looked pretty confused.

“Are these your friends?” he asked.

You narrowed your eyes. “No.”

“Jungkook!” the girls shouted as they surrounded them. He smiled a bit and you rolled your eyes.

The girl who looked like the leader of the group whispered to Jungkook, “You should leave Y/N and come to me.” The girls laughed but Jungkook’s friendly expression changed.

“What did you just say?” he asked. The girls widened their eyes. Jungkook looked angry and he put his arm around your waist. “Don’t say stuff like that; it pisses me off.” And with that, you two walked away, leaving the almost crying girls behind you.


Sorry it took so long! :( But I hope you like it!


**Gifs are not mine**

Hello my wonderful fellow barduilings!

So I have an idea and I kind of want to gauge interest and the tag has been quite actively the last couple of days so I decided now was the time.

I want to organise a Barduil Round Robin.

A round robin is when we each write a chapter and then pass it on to the next writer. So, I would decide (or indeed consult with any participants) on a theme and we would work out a writer order and just go for it!

It would be very chill because I do not approve of stressful things, you would have plenty of time to do your bit I would make absolutely sure of it, and if you don’t manage it, or your life goes cray for a while that’s okay, you just pass it onto the next person and it can come back to you at a better time.

The end result though guys.

Have you thought about the end result?

Because the way I see it, if enough people get involved, then what we’re going to end up with it this:

A barduil fic written by the barduil fandom.

And idk about you guys but that idea just tickles me.

Do not worry if you’re not confident in your writing or as experienced as others or indeed have never written barduil before, after all, what better environment than being surrounded by other writers on a collaborative project to hone your writing?

After all, we’re the barduil fandom, we support each other ;)

But you don’t just need to be a writer to get involved!

If you’re a beta, great! You can help make the whole fic sound uniform with your mad beta-ing skills! If you’re an artist, sweet! You are more than welcome to ask to see the fic so far and art-ify a scene! 

In fact whatever you do if you wanna get involved just let me know and I will find a way.

So right now I’m just trying to work out whether or not any of you are actually interested in this idea, so if you are, let me know, you’re not tying yourself down for anything right now, just trying to see if this is a viable idea ^.^

Please reblog and spread the word and make sure to let me know if you are interested! I’m unfortunately not psychic and don’t know unless you actively come and tell me you want in, or even if you just have questions, fire them at me :D

Hopefully I will hear from you soon <3