really happy with how this one turned out and hopefully everyone else enjoys it too!

HAPPIER

HAPPIER | PETER PARKER X READER

based off of an Ed Sheeran’s song, Happier

Feel free to listen to it while reading to amp up you emotion level.

(A/N); Look who manage to put out a story again!!! For the first time, I’ve written a song inspired one-shot, so forgive me if it’s not so good. I’m not super proud of some parts in here, you’ll understand why. I did have to change up a little part of the song to fit the story better, you’ll see it when you reach it. Hope you enjoy! (Also, hmu if ya wanna be tagged in my future posts)

Warnings; a single swear word (I think), and a huge amount of angst

Word Count; 2964


‘Don’t do this—’

‘I’m doing this for you.’

You shook you head, tears rolling down your eyes. 

‘No, Peter. You’re doing this for you.’


Peter had to break up with you. By having you involve in his Spider-Man life—it’s too dangerous. Too dangerous for yourself and everyone around you. He didn’t want to risk hurting you in any possible way.

But, in the end, this did hurt you.

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May The Legos Be With You

Requested By: @yoyococo18

A cute one where you’re helping out Peter and Ned with the lego Death Star.

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Description: You were the new kid at school, you met Ned first, during your biology class where he invited you to help build his new Lego Death Star. Later that day you decided to join the academic decathlon team, where you met Peter. It was obvious something clicked between the two of you, which both of you soon found out later.

Warnings: None, it’s just super dorky and cute.

Word Count: 2,609

A/N: This was really fun to write, I think it’s super dorky and cute and I just love it. Hopefully you will too! Enjoy. :)

Originally posted by hardyness

It had been a long night for Peter, he had been waiting for months for someone to call him to give him another mission.

But everyday he was disappointed, never getting the call he wished would happen, he would text Happy everyday to let him know he was free, or when school ended so he would know he was available.

But like usual, there was no reply, making Peter sigh and slump his shoulders as he walked across the football field and into the school.

It’s not that Peter didn’t like school, he was extremely brilliant, he was on the academic decathlon team, but he just didn’t fit in like most people normally do.

Peter merged between people, getting to his locker, putting his jacket away when he heard a voice speaking behind him, a little figure appearing on his shoulder.

“Join me and together, we’ll build my new Lego Death Star.” Peter’s eyes glanced towards the little figure before turning around, his eyes full of excitement.

“No way, that’s awesome!” He smiled, making Ned’s face light up, before noticing some girls next to them giving them both strange looks.

Peter instantly went back to putting his belongings in his locker, before shutting it and walking with Ned to class.

“So what time should I come by later? So we can build it?” Ned looked at Peter, seeing that he was clearly not paying any attention, his gaze focused on something else, more like someone else.

You had walked into the building, gathering many stares, which you weren’t going to lie, made you very uncomfortable, you hated the attention.

You saw the main office, rushing towards it so you could get your schedule and get the ’new student’ situations over with.

You had just moved to New York, you were originally from Minnesota, so this was a pretty big change for you.

You had been going to a private school your entire life, so being in a public school was a tad overwhelming, but you needed a change.

“Alright Mrs. Y/L/N your first class is biology, which is on the first level, good luck today.” The guidance counselor smiled, handing you your schedule as you gave a small smile before wandering off.

 You read over your schedule, groaning at how hard you knew your classes were going to be.

“Okay so, biology first, then world literature, AP history, and AP chemistry.” You muttered, there were times where you wished you weren’t as smart as you were, maybe then your schedule would be easy for once.

“Alright well, here goes nothing.” You sighed, pushing open the biology classroom door, already gathering stares once again.

The teacher stopped, giving you a look, making you hand her your crumbled piece of paper.

“Alright.” She nodded, motioning a seat towards the back.

“Everyone this is Y/N, please make her feel welcome.” The teacher introduced you, making you cringe, but the teacher wasted no time getting back to the lesson.

You started copying down notes, you were that person who wrote down basically everything the teacher said, just in case it was important.

“Damn, you take sick notes.” The boy beside you spoke out of nowhere, making you jump slightly.

“Uh, thanks?” You raised an eyebrow, glancing at the boy beside you, seeing a smile on his face.

“I’m Ned.” He grinned, making you smile slightly.

“Y/N.” You gave a short smile, before continuing to take notes, you had a quiz next class and you weren’t ready to fail your first grade in the class.

“If you don’t mind, can I copy your notes at lunch?” Ned questioned, making you laugh to yourself.

“Yeah, sure, and thanks by the way.” You added on, setting your pencil down.

“For what?” He laughed, closing up his notebook, the bell was about to ring.

“For giving me somewhere to sit, rather than being alone.” You smiled shyly, gathering your belongings and leaving the room, the bell had rung and you were now off to your next class, world literature.

There you went through the same thing, the awkward introduction, the stares, and then it was like a normal class period.

You had made another new friend, her name was Michelle, she was quiet, but paid attention to everything around her, you found it incredible.

“So where did you move from?” Michelle had asked you as you both were walking to lunch.

“Minnesota.” You shrugged, buying your lunch and going to sit down at the table where Ned was eagerly waving to you, making you laugh.

“Hey Y/N, Michelle.” Ned greeted, making you smile and Michelle give a slight smile.

“Where’s Peter?” Michelle questioned, making you look at Ned in curiosity.

“Who’s Peter?” You asked, making Ned grin as he copied down your notes.

“My best friend, and for the record, I think he’s getting extra credit, he’s been slacking a bit.” Ned shrugged, making you think to yourself.

“Hey, by the way, you should join the academic decathlon team, Michelle, Peter and I are all on it, and having you join would be amazing.” Ned gushed, making you smile and shrug.

“Sounds fun, sure." You smiled, biting into your apple, maybe public school wasn’t that bad after all.

Later that day, you continued on your newbie status, the same routine happening in your last two classes, and then before you knew it, you were on your way to your new club.

"Everyone, this is Y/N, our new member!” The teacher introduced you, making you cringe once again, you had thought the awkward introductions were over, you were wrong.

“Y/N! Hey!” Ned waved to you, making you smile and wave back, but your eyes trialed to who was next to him.

The boy was looking back at you, observing your features as you were observing his.

“Y/N, I’d like you to meet my best friend Peter.” Ned smiled, making Peter’s eyes widen.

“H-Hey." He stuttered, making you bit your lip slightly.

"Hey.” You couldn’t hold back the smile that was fighting it’s way onto your face.

Peter was insanely cute, the way his hair was curly in some areas and fluffy in others, or the way his eyes lit up at certain moment.

“Y/N, you’re up, lets see what you got.” The teacher motioned you onto the stage, making you smirk slightly.

“Prepare to be surprised.” You laughed, sitting down, and for the next few minutes, everyone was blown away at how smart you were.

“Damn, she’s on fire.” Flash shouted out, making Peter roll his eyes, as the kid next to you rang the bell, calling Flash and idiot.

Michelle chimed in after Flash’s comment also, mentioning that you were crazy smart and took a ton of AP classes, making everyone look at her in confusion as to how she would know any of that.

You gave her a smile, which she returned, you were starting to feel at home, like you finally belonged somewhere.

The entire time you were answering questions, Peter could never take his eyes off you, just like he couldn’t that morning.

“Dude, you’re staring, it’s going to get creepy.” Ned nudged him, making him blink a few times before his face flushed with embarrassment.

“This is the girl from this morning isn’t it.” Ned looked at you, before looking back at Peter.

“Yeah.” He grinned, running his fingers through his hair.

“You’re whipped and you barely even know her.” Ned teased, making Peter groan in annoyance.

“Am not.” Peter defended, but deep down he knew his best friend was right.

“We’ll see.” Ned muttered, a grin on his face.

Time passed, you soon were heading home, but you were confused as to how you were to get home, you never took the subway before.

You stood there looking at all the maps, and then the address Ned had sent you.

“Hey, are you lost?” A voice spoke out from behind you, startling you slightly before you realized it was Peter.

“Actually, yes.” You admitted, a shy smile on your face, making him smirk slightly.

“Where do you need to go?” Peter questioned, seeing your confused expression.

“Ned gave me this address, and I don’t really know how to get there.” You pulled out a slip of paper, handing it to Peter, who’s eyes widened.

“Uhm, well, this is actually.. my address.” Peter stammered, making your face flush.

“Uh, why would Ned give me your address?” You glanced over at Peter who’s face was tinted red.

“I guess we’re going to find out.” He looked at you, making you shyly look away.

Peter then helped direct you to the correct subway, and next thing you knew, you two were bonding even more, laughing at stupid start wars jokes.

You soon arrived at his apartment, where Ned was already inside waiting for the both of you.

“Took you two long enough! Were you guys like making out or something?” He grinned, winking at the both of you.

Your face turned bright red, as Peter glared at Ned, his face also red.

Peter pulled Ned aside, whisper bickering, as you stood there awkwardly, taking in your surroundings.

His apartment was cute, it was cozy, something you weren’t used to.

“Hey, uh, guys?” You interrupted their bickering, both there heads turning to look at you.

“What do you call two suns fighting each other.” You raised an eyebrow, making them look at each other and think for a second.

They both shrugged, making you smirk slightly.

“Star wars.” You winked, before leaving both of them dumbfounded, not used to your sudden confidence.

“Dude, you so need to ask her out.” Ned whisper shouted, making sure you couldn’t hear him from the kitchen.

“I know, I know, I just don’t know how, I don’t normally ask girls out.” Peter flailed his arms everywhere.

“Do what she did, turn it into a star wars joke, she’s pretty good at it.” Ned smirked, making Peter bite his lip and laugh quietly.

He had to admit, your sudden confidence made his heart beat faster, and adding a star wars joke only made him more into you.

“Guys, are we gonna build this thing or not?” You called out from the kitchen, making Ned grab his box of pieces and to Peter’s room.

They all sat there for hours, building it piece by piece, making star wars jokes the entire time, laughing and goofing around.

“Y/N… I’m reading a great book about Force levitation.. I can’t put it down.” Peter smirked, making you roll your eyes and laugh, Ned groaning at how insanely stupid Peter’s joke was.

But Peter didn’t care, he loved seeing your smile and hearing you laugh, especially when it was him who made you laugh.

“Alright Peter, this is the last piece.” Ned handed him the little figure, then Peter placed it on top of the death star.

“It may have taken five hours, but it’s really sweet to look at.” You commented, observing the entire structure.

“That’s not the only nice thing to look at.” Peter muttered, making your head snap up.

“What?” You questioned, your eyes widened a bit, making Peter’s face flush.

“Wow, look at the time, I really should get home, see you guys later!” Ned stood up quickly, smirking at Peter who gave him a death glare.

“Peter, what’s going on?” You questioned, crossing your arms while looking at the nervous boy in front of you.

“N-Nothing.” He stuttered, mentally hitting himself for giving away he was lying.

You raised an eyebrow, nodding at him.

“Are you sure?” You pressed on, looking him straight in his brown eyes.

He couldn’t avoid your gaze, his eyes staying locked with yours.

“I uh.. I..” He stammered, making you smile slightly, you could tell he was nervous, but it only made him even more cute to you.

“If it helps, I like you too.” You smiled, making his eyes widen slightly.

“Y-You do?” He grinned, making you nod your head shyly.

“Of course, anyone who doesn’t is out of this world.” You winked, making him laugh, which in return made you laugh.

“Well Y/N, there is something I have to tell you then.” He stood up, before sitting down next to you, taking your hand in his.

You gave him a skeptical look, the mischievous look in his eyes.

“You’re the Obi-Wan for me.” He winked, making your cheeks turn red, as you let out a laugh.

Peter laughed along with you, and before you knew it, you both were once again telling each other star wars jokes, but were interrupted by knocking on his door.

A little darth vader figure popping around the door.

May the legos be with you.” The voice spoke from behind the door, making you both laugh.

“Ned!” You both shouted, only to hear in response was Ned laughing himself.

You sat there with Peter, and Ned who reappeared, just chatting, but you couldn’t help but think, being the new kid wasn’t so bad after all.

Exo Reaction: To you both going to the gym regularly

Hey anon :D thank you for requesting ! here is the reaction, hope you like it !

By the way I wish I actually had the energy to go to the gym lol

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Baekhyun

Since he recently got his abs, I feel like he would bring you for motivation or to just show off his body to you. I feel like he would want you both to be doing the same activity while in the gym so that he could also look at you while you are working out and I also think that he would find this a cute couple activity.

“ Wow we are like the coolest couple here, like people are probably jealous of how cute we actually look right now”

“ You are just saying that because you got abs now”

“ No Y/N I’m saying that because we look really hot right now” *bursts out laughing*

Originally posted by kaisccs

Chanyeol

Would be one of his favourites activities that you both did together, you being there made him more concentrated on his goal, like Baekhyun he would use this as an oppurtunity to show off his body to you, would also sneakly check you out

“ You know Y/n when we go to the gym together you make me concentrated, cos the only thing I think and look at while we are there is you”

“ Oh man did that sound too cheesy?“ *cute chanyeol giggles*

Originally posted by chanyoelpark

Sehun

Would act like a cute boyfriend in the gym holding your hand while moving to different equipment, pulling you along to check out different things in the gym. Would probably try to persuadeyou to do that kissing sit up thing.

“ Come on Y/N no one is looking please?  its just kissing , we do that all the time”

“ Well yeah but not when you are doing sit ups in a public place”

“ Is it because you think you won’t be able to resist me” *smirk*

Originally posted by nikaiv

Kyungsoo

You both started to go with the boys at the beginning but after a while you both just started going together, and then it just turned into a regular couple activity for you both, it made you guys go out of the house more and made you both more fit. 

“ When we get home, I will cook us a good meal”

“ Kyungsoo, you say this everytime we go to the gym”

“ Well I am saying this to motivate us”

Originally posted by saintksoo

Jongdae

He would get excited when you came to the gym with him. Honestly, I’m sure that Jongdae already admitted to having a dirty mind so yeah he would enjoy subtly checking you out, but would keep his lookout for any guys who keeps looking at you.

“ You know Y/N my visits to the gym gets 10 times better when we go together”

“ Well thats cute , so should I just ignore the fact that you keep checking me out every 10 minutes”

“Y/N how could you say that about me , I’m just looking out for your physical health”

Originally posted by kim-jongmin

Yixing

He would go to the gym by himself sometimes, but he would start to feel a bit lonely. So he just started inviting you, to be honest that just turned into  a couple activity that you both looked foward to. Expecially, due to his busy schedulle, sometimes your visits to the gym were actually a couple date for you both. I also do believe that he would probably try to backhug you during resting time.

“ Y/N I am getting tired, can we go soon”

“ Yixing, why are you backhugging me, I am so sweaty, and I smell”

“ You still look good though, and I am also smelly and sweaty but your not complaining”

Originally posted by woahzyx

Jongin

He would enjoy your company, and like Chanyeol he would think that you being there made him more concentrated on his goal. However, every time it was resting time he would keep looking at you then to something else then back at you again, then he would get quite shy when he catched you looking at him.

“ Y/N how many times have I told you not to look at me like that, gosh it makes me so shy”

“ Well not my fault that you are the most good looking person in the gym”

“ Says the person who keeps me concentrated”

Originally posted by intokai

Junmyeon

He would like this whole couple gym thing, it made you guys spend extra time together, and he also enjoyed showing you off. Would feel quite proud when he catched you looking at him but would get really blushy if you caught him.

“ Y/N just so you know, I wasn’t looking at you in a dirty way”

“ Oh really, I don’t believe you” *teasing look*

“ Okay fine, but like what do you expect I’m guy your my girlfriend, and anyway you were looking at me too” *accusing look while blushing like a tomato*

Originally posted by suhomysuho

Minseok

We all know how Minseok enjoys taking care of his body, so when you decided to be his partner in his gym activities he was very happy and tried to include you in every activity. He would also use this as an opportunity to mess with you like making you lie down while he does pushups over you, and then giving you a unexpected long kiss.

“ Y/N you are really red right now, are you maybe flustered from our pushup situation that we are in right now”

“ Well who wouldnt, when your expecting a short peck and then suddenly you are surprised with this long kiss”

“ Sorry I couldnt resist, I wont promise that wont do it agin though”

Originally posted by tamixmix

Luhan

He would really enjoy it, but his protective boyfriend side would be on full mode, like he would be on the look out for any suggestive look another guy might trow at you. So to show everyone that you were his he would be extra touchy. Like he would have his arms around your waist while moving to another equipment, extra deep kisses and manly grunts.

“Y/N what did I tell you about wearing those yoga pants, I feel like every guy is trying to make a move on you”

“ Luhan , stop being paranoid, you know that you are the best one in here to me”

“  uhmm I guess my deep kisses are working huh”

Originally posted by fyeahluhan

Wu Yifan

Would keep you close to him , would also be a protective boyfriend. However, like Chanyeol and Kai he enjoyed having you there as it also helped him to concentrate on his goal which was looking good for you.

“ Y/N stop telling me not to work out so hard”

“ You do know that I like you in any shape or form right”

“ I know, but it will also help me to look tough and scare the other guys away”

Originally posted by duizhang-can-fly

Zitao

He would love to show off how fit you both were, bragging to everone about your gym activities. He just really like doing this activity with you, and the best part to him was when you both got home, order pizza and other unhealthy amount of food and fall sleep on the couch and then regret it on the next day.

“ Y/N I cant believe we did this again, I thought we agreed to not have pizza right after we arrive from the gym”

“ Dont blame it on me, your the one who ordered it yesterday”

“ Fine I guess that give us an excuse to go the gym again, and pretend we are a fit couple “

Originally posted by lil-duckling

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Hello everyone! hopefully everyone enjoyed this reaction :D

This honestly gave me heart palpitation while looking for the gifs lol

Sorry for any spelling mistake as it is a bit late here where I live, and I’m really tired :D

Pride

Gaston x Reader

Author: Lil Laddie

Words: 1381

Warnings: None :)

A/N:This imagine is up much later than we usually post and I am very sorry for that. I was feeling so uninspired and had been doing practice stuff for my AP Physics test all day and kind of put this off. And as I climbed into bed tonight I got extreme inspiration and wrote this. So, I may not wake up on time for school in the morning but this was totally worth it! I love you kids and hope your day/night is fantastic!!!

Request: Hi I love your blog! I saw your post on beauty and the beast and I was hoping that you could write an imagine for Gaston from the live action movie w/ dialogue 4 & 14! If not I completely understand! Thanks love you! -Anon

4: “I know you don’t want to see me anymore but please, just listen.”

14: “Shhhh, I’m hiding!”


To say Gaston was full of himself would be an understatement. The man fully worshipped himself and expected the other villagers to do so to. You couldn’t stand his narcissistic attitude. That was why you avoided him at all costs. Gaston had originally never caught onto this. That was obvious as he followed you around the town square like a lost puppy.

“Now you can stop pretending (Y/N), it’s obvious how attracted you are to me. Just let me come over for dinner.” Gaston smirked.

“Gaston, I have told you thousands of time before, I do not like you. I don’t like you in the slightest! How about you take a hint and realize that this would never work between us! I would rather die a beggar in the streets than marry a vile, self absorbed man like you!” You yelled, causing the many people in town to turn and look at the commotion.

“(Y/N)…” Gaston said in shock, his self confidence completely deteriorating.

The hurt in his eyes were clear, no matter how hard he tried to cover it up. You didn’t understand why, but it hurt you to see him in pain.

“Have a good day, Gaston.” You hissed, turning on your heel and marching away from the heartbroken man.

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“Ah, (Y/N)!” LeFou exclaimed, slightly confused as to why you were behind a stack of hay in the tavern’s stable.

“Shhhh, I’m hiding!” You hushed him, not wanting him to alert Gaston of where you were.

Since you had completely snapped at Gaston, you had avoided him even more than you had before. You had found new hiding places and were determined to keep them secret from the man. For some reason, the flash of hurt that had crossed his face was etched in your mind. You felt guilty for yelling at him, but were too proud to apologize. Besides, he got what he deserved. At least, that’s what you kept telling yourself.

“May I ask why you are hiding?” LeFou asked, drawing you out of your thoughts.

“I don’t want Gaston to find me.” You admitted, knowing that LeFou was a man you could trust and confide in. You had had a close bond with him since the two of you were children.

“Is it because you yelled at him the other day?” LeFou asked, leaning against one of the posts of the stables.

“Yeah…Is it bad that I feel guilty?” You sighed, feeling extremely conflicted with yourself.

“Why would you feel guilty if you hate him?” LeFou replied, a small smirk on his face.

“I do hate him!” You protested, making LeFou roll his eyes.

“You certainly wouldn’t be feeling guilty if you hated him.” LeFou remarked, giving you a knowing look. “If it gives you any consolation, Gaston feels guilty too. He spent the whole night trying to figure out how to prove himself to you. He may seem self conceited, but have you ever thought that it’s just a face he puts on. It’s a wall he uses to keep people out. Maybe if you broke down that wall, you could see the man he really is.”

“I don’t know LeFou…” You trailed off, fidgeting with your hands and clothes as a nervous habit.

“He loves you, (Y/N). Don’t judge him when you haven’t take the time to actually get to know him.” LeFou advised you, smiling gently.

“Thanks LeFou.” You said, letting his words sink in.

“Anytime, (Y/N).” LeFou nodded, before leaving you to your thoughts in the stables.

Talking with LeFou got your mind moving faster. You didn’t even know Gaston personally! Who were you to turn him down constantly and judge him by the remarks of others? Did this excuse him for the terrible things that you knew for a fact he had done in the past? Of course not, but that didn’t mean that you couldn’t give him a chance.

You stood up from where you were sitting in the hay and strutted out the door to find Gaston. You needed to apologize for yelling at him in front of everyone in town. Even if doing so hurt your pride.

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After looking for Gaston for over two hours you had given up. You knew that he had memorized your usual daily routine so he could find you at any time. With that in mind, you decided to do what you usually did at this time of day, laundry. Hopefully, Gaston would go looking for you like he usually did.

You enjoyed the warm sun on your back as you scrubbed a piece of your clothing. It relaxed your muscles and made you less anxious for Gaston to show up. You thought he would by now, and it was driving you slightly crazy. What made it worse was when a shadow covered the sun from reaching your skin and calming you down.

“(Y/N)…” Gaston said quietly, drawing your attention away from your laundry and to the owner of the shadow that was blocking the sun.

“Gaston….” You breathed out, not really knowing how to start your apology.

“I know you don’t want to see me anymore but please, just listen.” Gaston began, his usual confident aura completely gone.

“I wa-” You tried to cut in before continued his speech.

“Please (Y/N), just let me say this!” Gaston pleaded, waiting for your full attention to be on him. “I know that I am not an ideal man, but who is? I may seem self absorbed and narcissistic, but please believe me when I say I care for so much more than myself. I care about my best friend LeFou and his happiness. I want nothing but the best for him.”

Gaston had paused his speech and looked away from you. His gaze flickered from your eyes down to your lips then back up again as he took a slow step closer to you. You were now chest to chest. He brought up a hand to cup your face, his thumb slowly rubbing over your cheekbone. His soft touch made your heart rate quicken and your breath to become short and quick. No one else had ever caused such a reaction from you.

“I care for you (Y/N). Believe me when I say that. I know I am not perfect, but I would go to any length to change myself for you. I love you, (Y/N). I always have! I want you to be happy and if being with me is not that, I understand. I would never want you to be forced into something that would cause you misery. I just wanted you to know that there is more to me than meets the eye.” Gaston paused, letting out a heavy breath that tickled your nose. “I want to ask you once more, to consider me an option in your life. I would like to think that I would bring you extreme joy. If you reject me again, I promise to never bother you again.”

“Gaston…” You whispered, no other words being able to leave your mouth. To say you were in complete shock from him confessing his love for you, was an understatement.

“Yes?” Gaston asked, a hopeful glint in his eyes.

“I’m sorry for yelling at you yesterday. I don’t have any right to judge you, I barely know you. I’ve never really giving you a chance, it’s been completely unfair to you.” You said, looking at the floor in embarrassment of your behavior. “I am willing to give you a fair chance now.”

“Thank you!” Gaston grinned, putting his arms tightly around you in a hug.

“I better not regret this.” You laughed, hugging him back.

“I promise that you won’t!” Gaston reassured you, pulling back from the hug and placing a light kiss on your cheek. “Come to my house for dinner tonight. I promise to make you something good.”

“I’ll see you then.” You agreed, watching Gaston walk away from you with a goofy grin on his face.

Smiling to yourself, you fantasized of what the night with Gaston would bring. Who knew that man that you thought you hated could make your heart race faster than it ever had before? It couldn’t be anything else but love.

2

Defining Love

“Love is when daddy lets mommy have the last Veela pastie even tough they’re his favorite” A five year-old Scorpius Malfoy told Albus Potter in a matter of fact way, taking his pumpkin juice and giving it to a toddler Lily Luna “there! Now you know Albus loves you baby Lily”

At age five Scorpius thought himself an expert at the subject. His parents had been a love match. To his toddler mind there was nothing complicated about love. Daddy loved his mommy and mommy loved his daddy and together their love was so big it spilled out and made a person.

Which was him: Scorpius.

Or at least that’s what Draco had said when he asked where babies came from.

To his innocent mind there was nothing to fear in the world because he had them and one day he would find a girl as wonderful as his mommy and love her too.

To him love was when Draco worked himself into a temper but reigned in all his foul mood as soon as he saw his Astoria and Scorpius.

Love was when Astoria butchered a song in the piano for hours and Draco still managed to tell her that her music was wonderful.

Love was going to visit the grandparents and resisting the urge to insult them because they were Draco’s family.

To Scorpius Malfoy, love was also not letting people get away with bad behavior.

Because Astoria never let Draco cast unsafe spells inside the house despite the fact that she loved him, and Draco never let Astoria plant carnivorous flowers in the garden despite the fact that he loved her.

They in turn, never let Scorpius have desert when he’d been rude to someone else. Despite the fact they loved him.

Love was tea parties with enormous cakes and jumping in mountains of freshly raked autumn leaves.

It was sitting in Draco’s lap as he read some boring account of a Malfoy ancestor and watching Astoria’s eyes drop as his voice soothed both Scorpius and her to sleep.

And these were things Scorp knew about love.

At age eight when he discovered that there were evil people in the world who would willingly hurt a child like him to make his father suffer, Scorpius added more things to the list.

When Draco pushed Astoria behind him and disarmed the strange witch that had grabbed Scorpius out of the blue in a public festival, Scorpius understood that love was also fear.

Love was when Astoria held Draco in her arms after a long day.

It was the forehead kiss Draco pressed on her head everytime he left to conduct business.

Love was putting eachother’s needs before their own when the other looked too tired.

Scorpius liked to think that his parents knew a lot, when they sat him down and talked about all that a little boy like him had to fear in this world, his parents didn’t disappoint him, they were honest.

They told him that most of his ancestors had done terrible things, that people would probably judge him for it forever, his family’s past had nothing to do with Scorpius, but that was how prejudice worked. They’d looked hopefully at Scorpius, with kind smiles that told the little boy he would always be their son no matter what he thought of them and this had cinched the issue in his head.

Love was not judging a person because of their past. Because if Astoria could look beyond Draco’s dark mark to the soul that was beneath and Draco could look beyond Astoria’s family name to see the sweet woman she was, then Scorpius wanted to be like them.

From then on Scorpius Malfoy decided that he would ignore the pasts of everyone as long as they were kind and if someone wasn’t willing to get to know him as himself despite all the bad things his parents told him people said about his family then…well…good riddance.

And these were things Scorp knew about love.

At age eleven Scorpius learned his first lesson in the complicated nature of love.

When Astoria hugged him like she didn’t want to let him go and Draco put his hand in Scorpius shoulder with warm pride, Scorpius realized that love also meant letting go.

He’d watched this happen every time Draco looked forlorn at the door whenever Astoria was in an overnight event with the Greengrass foundation.

Or when Draco had to partner his resources with businesses that required him to be away for days. Astoria would get that resigned air of melancholy about her.

It was the same when they saw him off at King Cross.

Scorpius figured that’s what separation felt like, wanting to hold on to someone forever yet loving them enough to let them grow.

They were setting him free despite how much it hurt them to be apart from Scorpius and that was also love.

In Hogwarts Scorpius learned much more about why love was considered complicated and most of it he didn’t learn about it from his mom and dad.

It wasn’t their fault really.

They were happy together and their love was as subtle as it was strong, their biggest outward shows of affection were usually reserved for Scorpius himself who was always on the receiving end of the messy kisses and crushing hugs.

He understood them…sort of, because he was a part of both of them, Astoria and Draco didn’t hold back from showering him with tickles and filling his world with playful laughter.

But as a couple, their love expressed itself in loving sighs and shared eyerolls from across the dinner table.

Flowers in his writing desk, warped eclairs in her vanity table. A shared look of affection every five minutes, a brush of a hands as they went on their daily routines.

If they fought they did it well away from Scorps hearing and if they felt cross with eachother they hid it too well for it to be seen plainly.

Unlike Albus and even Rose’s parents who reportedly enjoyed a good argument every once in a while and were active in expressing their affection towards the other, the love of Scorpius’ parents seemed almost. ..boring.

And because Scorpius had grown in such a sedate household, nothing prepared him for the first time a girl broke his heart.

At age fourteen he still thought that his parents were the best example of love he could find, he also wanted a girl to share inside jokes with, sigh into the distance and cut flowers for.

But Rose Weasley well, she wanted emotion, she wanted someone to argue with noisily and kiss in the middle of the great hall for all the world to see. His first love was bigger than life, Rosie was an explosion of fire and smarts that was almost too good to be true. And in the end she didn’t understand why Scorpius didn’t express his love the way she did.

Rose didn’t want subtlety, she wanted an extravaganza of passion and Scorpius just didn’t like being the centre of attention, not like Albus and Hugo.

And so that summer Scorpius returned home heartbroken. Asking his mother what he’d done wrong?.

Astoria and Draco hadn’t known what to do, they told Scorpius that truthfully neither of them had much romantic experiences before finding eachother and their own first loves had been footnotes in comparison to Voldemort’s shadow. Before Astoria Draco had been with Pansy for most of his life and he’d only dated her to appease his father.

And Astoria had only ever loved Draco since her fourth year in Hogwarts. Anybody before that hadn’t been real enough to call a crush.

Before the war their families had taught them both that love was a liability when one was a purebloood and until Draco and Astoria had fallen inlove they both had believed it was true.

So when Scrpius came to them for advice they only did the best they knew to do as parents and listened.

And that’s how Scorpius learned that love was painful….But it was also healing.

Watching his parents together Scorpius realized that love was also being okay with not having all the answers.

Because when Astoria didn’t know something she never blamed Draco if he didn’t come up with a solution, she simply nodded and took his hand in order to find it together.

And whenever Draco got frustrated because there were things out of his control that affected his family, he never took it out on Astoria, instead he talked it out with her. Found a way to see the light side of the situation for her sake.

With them love was a thousand conversations spoken with a single raised eyebrow and the quirk of coral lips.

And these were things Scorp knew about love.

Over the years Scorpius came to accept that his parents were not perfect. His mother was a bit manipulative and his father was oftentimes too prideful.Astoria’s sweet frailty lent fodder to Scorp’s fears and Draco’s increasing grouchiness as his hairline began receding was a constant cause of headaches for his only son.

But Scorpius never stopped seeing Draco’s eyes light up when Astoria entered the room. Or Astoria smile whenever Draco said she was beautiful.

There was always a hand in the small of Astoria’s back when they were in public, and a kiss in the back of her palm when they were not. Those hands got a bit more wrinkled as the years passed as did the lines in Astoria’s mouth and eyes, but they never moved from her back, no matter the need for a walking cane that came after Draco turned fifty two.

And while Astoria’s hair seemed to have a bigger smattering of grey highlights everytime Scorpius returned from Hogwarts, she never stopped kissing Draco’s cheek whenever he walked out the door. Her reading glasses came with menopause much like Draco’s cane, but her eyes never lost the sparkle of teasing laughter that always made Draco smile.

Then one day long after moving out from his parents house Scorpius Malfoy found himself cutting sunflowers and placing them absentmindely in the desk of a certain Daily Prophet correspondant. A girl with mischief in her smile who could telegraph her thoughts across the room with just one glance in his direction and who could make Scorpius laugh with silly caricatures of her eldest brothers.

Half imp, half rainstorm, she was a unstoppable mischief and boy did it drive Scorpius crazy to see her fluttering in and out of his life in a flurry of silk hair ribbons and ballet slippers. He almost didn’t notice when he stopped holding out his arms to break Lily Luna’s fall in case she broke a limb when she crashed down from whatever tree she was currently climbing. And when he started holding out his arms because he wanted to feel her close to him.

He didn’t notice when she stopped being “Al’s little sister” and became “Not again Lily!” With an affectionate huff. Or when he began looking forward to mutually teasing Albus over his career in the ministry.

Not until he attended his parent’s anniversary ball and his father of all people tapped his cane impatiently and with a sigh of frustration pulled Scorpius aside “So when are you planning to tell the Potter girl that you love her?” His father finally snapped “your mother and I would like to live to see our grandchildren, thank you very much” and with the finesse of the crochety old man he was, Draco stomped away from his very adult son grumbling about the stupidity of youth.

And despite disliking his father’s temper Scorpius learned one last thing about love from the old man and that was that one couldn’t really know how love worked unless one felt it.

So he joined Lily Luna at their table and smiled resolving to ask her to be his girlfriend as soon as possible, keeping his father’s words in mind. He loved her…of course he did. It was so obvious now.

He chanced a look at the middle of the ballroom where his parents glided around the room with the ease of professional dancers, thirty years married and Scorpius still didn’t doubt how much they loved eachother.

Maybe he would never stop learning from them, maybe he would always want what his parents had. And maybe he was close to getting it with Lily.

So he clapped as the orchesta finished their piece and raised his cup to toast to his parent’s marriage because these were the things Scorpius Malfoy knew about love.

An: this was my first Scorpius centric one shot, which I dont normally do because Scorpius is way too shippable I always fall of tangent when I write him in, and forget this is a Drastoria blog, I think that in the end its always our parents who teach us how to love. so I hope you liked it anon

RIP To My Youth Part 4

I’M BACK WOO

Previous chapters: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 

Description: Two weeks after the dramatic events of Cheryl Blossom’s party Y/N is still trying to come back to reality, in the midst of it all she has an unexpected encounter with Reggie. Also, is there a real reason Jughead’s been avoiding her like the plague?

word count: 2440

warnings: A couple of swears


****2 weeks later****

Since the horrendous events of Cheryl Blossoms party a couple of weeks ago, several things had happened. First and foremost Jughead and I had not spoken at all, not once. I haven’t even received a text message. The first week I spent nearly every night in my room crying and eating ice cream. Veronica slept over three nights in a row to comfort me while I put on every Taylor Swift song and cried. It was ridiculous I know, I don’t even like Taylor Swift, that’s how messed up it all was.

Jughead and Betty stopped sitting with us in the student lounge and I’m sure they mostly stayed in the newsroom, I understood why. They were apparently official now and we’d exchanged many awkward passings in the hallway. It was like all the air was sucked out of my lungs every time they passed me, my own slice of hell daily.

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Rika’s back and MC gets left P. 3

Rika is back and MC gets sick at the same time she feels abandoned. Part 1 (x) | Part 2 (x) | Part 3 (x) | Part 4 (x)Part 5 (x)

  • Initially you don’t trust Unknown he did lure you to an apartment that put you in harms way
  • But because of Unknown you met some of the best people before they felt like you werent good enough for them
  • At first you didn’t think his idea would work
  • But the first “trial” made you feel like dying would not only be heaven, it would feel like you were on cloud 9 even if you ended up in hell
  • Plus, Unknown really took to Paco and both got along
  • After a few visits  turned into a few weeks, you no longer had hope that you would ever attend another rfa event with everyone
  • You didn’t pay attention to how close you were to tasting the last lingering lifeline you had
  • All you cared about was that Paco was taken good care of
  • And that you were not feeling anything anymore
  • Whatever Unknown has been giving you, you wanted more…

– Jumin –

  • Jumin was not stupid
  • Emotions were all that clouded what was happening
  • He knew that everyone tended to be more sentimental than rational and that he may be seen as heartless and cold
  • But he was not stupid
  • At first Jumin didn’t find it off that Rika wasn’t the slightest concerned with MC bc maybe they have been talking in private
  • But after Jahee brought it up to him that she was concerned, he had to verify
  • He checked on the CCTV that showed MC’S apartment hallway when he showed her the building he didn’t tell her it was owned by him and that’s why it was cheaper for her and convenient for him to look after her which he hasn’t since Rika came back
  • He didn’t notice anything odd
  • It just looked like MC was a creature of habit; every day taking her dog out walking early and in the afternoon, leaving daily for work, and most of all
  • MC looked healthy
  • But something didn’t feel right

Jumin has entered the chatroom.
Jumin: MC When you see this, please call me.
Rika has entered the chatroom.
Rika: Is something the matter?
Jumin: No, I just needed to ask MC for her opinion on something.
Rika: Well, since I now handle emails and the party, why don’t you ask me? ^^
Jumin: It’s for something else, I’m sorry Rika.
Rika: Oh. I see. Well, hopefully MC logs in soon! I haven’t heard from them in a while.
Jumin: I thought you said you talked to her recently when Assistant Kang interrupted us during lunch?
Rika: Oh yes! I did, I forgot. Sorry~!;;
Jumin: I see. I must go now. Enjoy the rest of your day Rika.
Rika: Thank you, you too! ^^
Jumin has left the chatroom.

  • Jumin wasn’t convinced anymore
  • He would have to ask Seven to look into this when he came back from wherever he went
  • For now he’d have to do this alone
  • Jumin left the office, telling Assistant Kang to reschedule the days meetings for another day
  • He had Driver Kim take him to the apartment building MC was living in
  • He walked past the bellhop boy and made his way to MC’s door: 606
  • He knocked repeatedly with no response
  • Was she at work? No, too early… Did she take that animal for a walk?
  • He got tired of waiting and went to see the building manager and requested for the room access code to 606

But sir; no one lives there anymore. I thought you knew?
-What do you mean no one lives there? Where is MC?
Please, calm down sir. We only did what was said
-What was said? By whom?
By you. You were the one who requested that it be vacated as soon as possible. The previous owner left about a month ago…

  • Had it really been that long since MC last spoke to any of us? Why didn’t I notice?
  • Jumin panicked; if MC wasnt there, where was she?

– Unknown –

  • Unknown was only doing what he was told to do
  • He didn’t harbor any resentment towards MC, well not anymore
  • Maybe it was watching someone so sick slowly deteriorate that Unknown became more sympathetic towards her
  • Or maybe it was the dog
  • His Savior told him that by getting rid of MC, everything else would fall into place
  • Since he was sure the Savior would let MC go to Paradise first, he didn’t feel all too guilty
  • So of course, Unknown did it all for Paradise

– 707 –

707 has entered the chatroom.
Rika: Hello Seven, how was your trip? ^^
707: I didn’t even get to go and play in the ocean. Vanderwood had me on a tight leash ;;
Rika: At least she’s looking out for you! You should really listen to her~
707: …but I wanted to swim until I couldn’t! There’s no water in space. Well, not a lot like the ocean. Ah, Vanderwood caught me slacking off.
Rika: Focus on your work Seven, but also relax every once in awhile ^^
707: 707 will take your words into consideration..  MAYBE I SHOULD TAKE ANOTHER VACATION LOLOL! byyyyeee
707 has left the chatroom.

  • It felt strange and lonely without MC
  • Seven didn’t know if he should consult V and Rika with what Jumin told him
  • He should though because V was supposed to be the one person he could count on
  • But when Jumin asked for no one to know about this, not even V or Rika, he became concerned
  • What if MC really is in danger? But Rika said she was fine… unless she lied…
  • Seven got the videos from the apartment building and found that the videos had been tampered
  • He went back to when the tampering began taking him back to 2 months ago
  • Had I been gone that long trying to get into Russia?
  • The last two videos that didn’t look tampered with happened to be the video of MC going for a run
  • After that all later videos were edited
  • Looking at the time stamp Seven tried to find the GPS history of her phone
  • But she left it in the apartment
  • Seven looked through the GPS history and only one time did something not follow her normal schedule
  • She went to the hospital a day after the video of MC going for a run
  • Did she get hurt?
  • Seven tried to see if there was any way to see where MC was
  • But she was gone
  • her phone was gone, the GPS wasn’t there; MC was no longer in the technological world where Seven could find her
  • Dammit!
  • Seven looked at the robot cat he worked on for MC
  • “Master doesn’t seem happy meow~ why aren’t you happy? Master is scared~”

– Unknown –

  • It was almost too easy for MC to disappear
  • The doctor she saw was a member of Mystic Eye
  • on orders by the Savior, he gave his files and anything with MC to Unknown who would be sure to destroy all traces of her
  • Unknown cleared his computer files that belonged to MC and all records of her visiting this hospital
  • Unknown cleared all videos of the doctor going into stores to buy things for MC and Paco
  • But looking at how MC still smiled at Unknown despite his intentions, his heart swelled
  • Don’t look at me like that!
  • “Is something the matter Unknown?”
  • No; he couldn’t get mad at her
  • towards the RFA he could
  • They were to blame for her getting so sick
  • they left her alone, tossing her to the side as if she were a used toy that everyone got bored of
  • they didnt even seem to care that she had been missing for over a month now 
  • they dont deserve her 
  • they never did
  • Call me Saeran, we should be on first name bases now
  • “If you say so Saeran” MC smiled, then coughed, leaning over the side of the bed to dry heave into the bucket Saeran left for her
  • Paco whimpered, expressing what Saeran felt

– 707 –

  • When he looked into the computer files of the hospital MC was at, he didn’t find anything
  • He even looked for people that would fit MC’S description and still, nada
  • Seven second guessed himself, maybe MC didn’t go to the hospital but probably took someone?
  • He almost gave up until he found a backdoor that had one message:

She’s terminally ill. You all should have looked after her better. -Unknown

– Jumin –

  • Jumin felt guilty, shame, and resentment
  • Guilty that they pushed MC away when she probably needed them the most
  • Shame that he promised he’d look after her breaking the promise when Rika came back
  • Resentment that MC didn’t try harder to get help
  • Jumin knew he had to tell the other RFA members
  • But because how much it revolves around Rika’s return, he didn’t want her to feel at fault …

Maybe she had something to do with this?
Don’t be impossible, it’s Rika were talking about
She did fake her death though and had us mourning
It was all for RFA’s safety!
From what?

  • Jumin needed wine no something stronger than wine
  • He was doing what he hated and that was letting his feelings cloud his judgment

– 707 –

  • Seven knew
  • He knew MC was still alive with Unknown, he didn’t however know was that she was seriously sick like almost seconds away from forever ceasing to exist 
  • Not until he traced the IP address from that message
  • He hacked into the security cameras in the building where MC was and his heart broke
  • There
  • lying in a bed with a dog, was a thin and sick MC
  • her face hollow and her body weak and feeble
  • But she still smiled
  • She was petting her dog and smiling towards the person who had their back to the camera
  • If that’s Unknown, why is she smiling at him?
  • Oh no
  • Seven looked in horror as MC doubled over, coughing what looked like blood into a bucket while Unknown rubbed her back as if he was supporting her 
  • What did we do to you MC? What did I do to you?  
  • Seven closed his eyes, conjuring the last time he spoke with MC and hearing her smile through the phone as they talked about the moon and space
  • What did we do to you?
One Hell of A Birthday

BUCKY BARNES X READER

Prompt (Anon request): may i request a oneshot where bucky and the rest can’t spend your birthday w/ you bc of an event he has to attend and you feel kinda sad and end up hanging out w/ an ex and accidentally showing that in a facetime w/ the fam making them tease overprotective boyfriend bucky c: 

Words: 1183.

A/N: I’m so sorry it took so long, but my life is hectic right now. Thank you so much for requesting, dear! Requests are open.

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“I’m sorry, doll,” he finished, his voice wavering a little.

“Bucky, it’s okay, I get it,” you said.

You really understood the situation, even if you didn’t like it.

Your birthday was in two days and Bucky, your boyfriend, wouldn’t be able to spend it with you. He, along with the team, got a track of an enemy base and had to take it down. Finding the location would take longer than anyone anticipated.

You really understood the situation, but you weren’t happy about it. In fact, pretty sad.

“I really wish I could do something about this.”

“I know.  Me too.”

You finished the call making him promise to be careful and kick some ass.

***

You’ve had a pretty bad day. And it was your birthday.

As a matter of fact, ‘pretty bad’ seems like an understatement. For starters, Bucky and the rest couldn’t be there. You had to work; okay, only the morning shift, but it was still morning. Your alarm malfunctioned and you were late, which wasn’t good for your relation with your boss. Then, work never seemed to end. As you were leaving - starving because you had absolutely no time to take a break for a snack and you didn’t bring anything with you because you were late – rain started pouring. You managed to get home after two hours in traffic and subways, dripping wet and sporting a headache. You were supposed to go out to eat tonight, so any food you were hoping to have for lunch simply didn’t exist in your apartment. Which made you change clothes and go to the grocery store.

Your family was supposed to arrive at 5 p.m. that day, so you were picking some things to actually cook at your house. Taking the day you had so far, you were not making yourself available to another thing going wrong (like maybe your reservations).

Your phone ringing brought you back to reality.

“Hello?”

“[Y/n], hi!” your mother exclaimed on the phone. “Happy birthday!”

“Thanks, mom,” you smiled, relieved to hear her voice. You glanced at the clock hanging on the wall near the fruits, “Wait. Weren’t you supposed to be on the plane an hour ago?”

“[Y/n], the flight was canceled. Something about the weather here, no places are taking off,” she sighed. “I’m sorry, honey, but we won’t be able to go spend your birthday with you.”

“It’s okay, mom. I really wanted to see everyone, but I understand.” What else could you say?

You finished the call and sighed. What an amazing birthday; no family, no friends, no boyfriend, no plans. You shouldn’t have left your bed this morning.

“[Y/n]?”

You turned toward the source of the voice and came face to face with someone you didn’t expect.

There you saw him: Harry. Your ex-boyfriend.

“Harry, hi!”

He surprisingly embraced you in a hug. He was smiling he pulled back.

“I was thinking about you,” he said.

“Really?”

“Yeah. I saw the date and I remembered that today was your birthday.” His smile then became softer, “Happy birthday.”

You smiled back, “Thanks, Harry.”

“So, big plans tonight?” he asked, glancing at you while picking some apples from the pile behind you.

You could say ‘yes’. You could, you definitely could seem like pretty busy person with lots of friends to party with on your birthday. But what is the gain in that?

You shrugged. “Not really.”

“Wanna talk about it?”

So you ended up telling him the entire story.

“Wow,” he sighed, “You’ve had a rough day.”

“Yeah. But it’s okay. I’ll pick some ice cream and binge watch some show tonight. Hopefully, nothing else will go wrong.” You really hoped so.

Harry scratched the back of his neck.

“If you want, maybe I could stop by. Keep you some company or something.” Upon seeing your face, he quickly added, “Just as friends! I wouldn’t want to intrude between you and your boyfriend.”

What would be the harm in that?

***

And that’s how you ended up alone with your ex-boyfriend at your apartment on your birthday.

Harry was currently serving the dinner he had bought when you received a Skype call from Bucky and ended up telling him who you were spending your birthday with.

“Bucky, we’re friends. Nothing more,” you said for the billionth time.

“I know, and I get that,” he answered, “But it had to be him?

“Who? Be who? Are you talking to [Y/n]?”

Suddenly, the entire team was trying to fit into the screen, all talking and wishing you happy birthday at the same time.

You couldn’t help but laugh at the scene. “Thanks, guys.”

“[Y/n]?” Harry called when he reentered the living room, a bit hesitant since you were talking on the phone. He expected you’d get some of those when he was there, but didn’t know if you wanted people to know he was there and he didn’t want to cause any trouble.

“Who’s that?” Nat asked, pulling the camera towards her.

“Did your family made a nice flight?” Steve asked, pulling the camera to him.

“Did they enjoy the reservation?” Tony squeezed himself between the two.

“Are you having a nice birthday?” Wanda jumped on Steve’s back and gripped her arms around his neck to secure herself.

“Did you get out present?” Sam appeared near close to the camera.

“It didn’t explode, did it?” the camera focused on Bruce, standing kind of afraid on the side with everyone, including you, screaming, “What?!”

“I didn’t get your present, so I don’t know if it exploded. My family never came, they were stuck in the airport due to the bad weather. I canceled the reservation, none of you guys were here. And I was talking to a friend, Harry.”

Somewhere between your explanations, everyone fit on the screen again.

“Who’s Harry?” Thor asked. “Is he a brave warrior?”

“Nope,” Sam replied, smirking. “He’s [Y/n]’s ex-boyfriend.”

“What?!”

“Sam, how the hell do you know?” you asked, confused.

“I happen to have my ways, [Y/L/n],” he mocked, scrunching his lips and snapping his fingers in a ‘Z’ form. What you didn’t see was the way he and Tony high-fived behind Thor’s back.

“Let me get this straight: [Y/l] is spending her birthday with her ex-boyfriend and not with the overprotective – and needless to say, currently – boyfriend?” Tony asks, a teasing tone to his voice and a grin on his face.

“Yes.”

“Oh, Barnes, you’re never hearing the end of this, my friend.”

“If you want, Asgard could use a powerful warrior such as yourself,” you heard Thor saying quietly to Bucky.

Two days later, after they returned home and you made them have a few hours of sleep and Tony sent a private plane to pick up your family, they took you out to dinner on your favorite restaurant and even invited Harry. The entire time the team spent teasing Bucky, who made Harry seat far away from you on the giant table. You had never laughed as hard as that night.

Oh. And their present didn’t explode. Until Tony switched a few cables. 


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Since people keep asking so here is a list of my favorite fics (all Larry) I have bolded the MUST READS!

Gods & Monsters - (on ao3) The instructions were simple: seduce and destroy Harry Styles. Not once did they discuss the option of Louis actually falling in love. So, naturally, that’s exactly what he did. 

Marking Up the Atmosphere - (on ao3)  That, and the job of raising his six year old daughter and avoiding the charm of a young, successful, and very off-limits Louis Tomlinson.

So grab your passport and my hand - (on ao3)  The one in which Louis plays football and Harry sings a lot, and somehow that means they’re meant to be. They’ll figure it out soon enough.

The Finish Line (Is a Good Place for us to Start - (on ao3)  Louis Tomlinson, one-time Formula 1 World Champion, is looking forward to the 2013 season. He’s got Zayn in his garage and Liam in his ear, he’s got Cowell Racing backing him despite former indiscretions, he’s got experience and the best race car out there. Not to mention he’s the only racer they have, after Oliver dropped out late last year.

Love is a Rebellious Bird - (on ao3)  AU in which the boys still make music. Louis is the concertmaster of the London Symphony Orchestra, Harry is the New! and Exciting! interim conductor/ex-cello prodigy who “has made Mozart cool again” according to Esquire Magazine (Louis hates him immediately, which is definitely why he internet stalked him in his dark bedroom late at night that one time), and Niall is the best. Zayn and Liam are around too.

As You Are - (on ao3)  AU. Five years after The X Factor launched his career as a radio host and songwriter, Louis Tomlinson returns as a judge. Falling for a contestant is the last thing he needs. It’s also against his contract.

Into the Blue - (on ao3)  AU. In which Louis is Harry’s scuba instructor and quite happy to provide the requested special treatment, pun fully intended. It can’t be all that difficult to convince Harry that they’re on the same page, right? Also, Niall and Liam may or may not be dating, and Zayn is surrounded by emotionally stunted idiots. He bears it with dignity.

Another Hazy May - (on ao3) louis is a terrible poet and harry lives in the now and they have six weeks to fall in love but, really, it only takes six seconds. bookshop meets military meets summer romance au ft. marlboros, the backstreet boys, and underrated literary devices.

We are Honey and the Bee - (on ao3) au where harry plays rugby at uni, louis needs to hire a nanny, and life is one big cliche.

Don’t Look Down - (on ao3)  AU. In which Louis is a solicitor at one of London’s most prestigious law firms and Harry happens to apply for the position as his trainee. And everyone else is around, too.

Baby Heaven’s in your Eyes - (on ao3)  Or a sixth form!AU where Harry is the fucked up bad boy with too many problems, Louis is the perfect rich boy with too much money and their schools are right across from each other. They meet at a party and that’s the last (and maybe the only) thing they need.

You You You - (on ao3)  Or, the one where Harry and Louis meet at a club and Louis takes Harry home, only for him to realize that the boy who just made him breakfast half naked is Harry Styles from One Direction.

And Then a Bit - (on ao3)  Or, take a parallel universe where Louis and Harry were never together, mix in a two year hiatus and an impending comeback, pour in a dash of lost fans, two tablespoons of strong friendship and a Modest! employee with a good idea. Add a squeeze of pretending to be a couple, lots of kisses and a tattoo or two. Stir. Serve: the mother of all publicity stunts.

Young & Beautiful - (on ao3) Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn’t stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.

Pull me Under - (on ao3)   AU. As the first British footballer to come out at the prime of his career, it helps that Louis Tomlinson is in a long-term, committed relationship. Even if that relationship is fake. (Featuring Niall as Louis’ favourite teammate, Liam as Louis’ agent, and Zayn as Liam’s boyfriend, who just happens to be good friends with one Harry Styles.)

Truth be Told (I Never Was Yours) - (on ao3)  (or the one where Louis and Harry have a complicated past, Louis is getting married to someone that’s not Harry, and the universe has decided to have a laugh and make Harry the wedding planner.)

We’re Okay - (on ao3) It’s funny, really, that their lives hadn’t intercepted before that point. That all it took was one little thing that set off a chain reaction of circumstances which led them all to each other. But it was for the best, really, because in the end, with each other, they were all okay.And if you asked them, the whole thing could be blamed on Liam sleeping in, for once in his life.

Sing When You’re Winning - (on ao3)  Harry is fifteen minutes late to the office on the day Louis Tomlinson comes out as gay.

May You Enjoy Your New Life - (on ao3) It begins for them all at the bungalow –'Alright, time to lay out the cards. We’re in this together and hopefully, for the long haul, yeah? So I think – you know, we should just be honest. It’s deal-breakers time. That thing that like, if we’re gonna hate you or something, just tell us all now.’

No One Does it Better - (on ao3) Harry’s an alcoholic and Louis is a bartender. The first time they meet isn’t the first time they’ve met.

Without the Bitter, the Sweet isn’t as Sweet - (on ao3) A year after One Direction’s fiery break-up, Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles are thrown together as they face the unwanted task of a reunion concert. As their lives become intertwined once again, past wounds and secrets will resurface as they struggle to deal with the unexpected turn of events.

Learning to Breathe - (on ao3)  He’s playing football at one of the top universities in England and he should love everything about his life right now, but instead he’s moving backwards. How does your past fit into your present? Louis is still figuring it out.

Empty Skies - (on ao3) For three years, Harry has been running from his past. Now, he is moving to London and pledges to fulfil his only dream – making it big in the music industry. Not everyone has a place, though, and the competition is tough. As is his past catching up on him.Louis is part of the biggest boy band of the world, and getting there had meant a lot of hard work, as well as sacrificing parts of his heart and soul. He’s still happy. Maybe not as happy as he could be, but who is he to complain?

Smoke & Mirrors - (on ao3)  Every time anyone joked about Louis and Harry’s close bond, calling them ‘boyfriends’ or whatnot, it caused a fluttering feeling in the pit of Harry’s stomach. He wasn’t sure what it meant. He hadn’t really thought of Louis too much in a romantic sense. They were friends – really good friends. But there was something about it. Harry loved Louis almost more than he loved any other human being on the planet. He loved him so much. They were the best of friends. Harry supposed the feeling derived from that. He wasn’t sure. He just knew he probably wouldn’t make it in life without Lou in it.

College Boy - Part Four

Pairing: Y/N and Harry

Word Count: 1895

Prompt: Harry wants a shot at a normal life so he attends Northeastern University, but it’s harder than he thinks. The friends he made just want fame, and the other hardly look at him. But then he meets her, Y/N, and she wants nothing to do with the a-list celebrity.

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Harry: Dinner?

Harry: I stopped by your dorm but you’re not there

Harry: Y/N I’m hungry

Harry: I’ll get college pizza without you

Harry: *insert broken heart emoji* I cant find the actual emoji

Y/N giggles reading the texts. It was now March and they had been a couple for a couple weeks now, Y/N’s favorite weeks. She loved spending her time with Harry (technically before she had spent all her time with Harry) but this time was different. This time she could kiss his cheek, hold his hand, and sometimes just cuddle up next to him when she was so tired.

She loved when Harry came in to work and dropped her off her favorite drink or a small snack, and the officers had taken a like to Harry as well-but who wouldn’t. Y/N was getting busy though, class work picked up for her and Harry managed to not have classes on Friday which drove her insane.

Y/N quickly responds, wish I could but I have to finish my lab x

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A Way to You Again: Part 1

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, and a little Smut (nothing too raunchy)

Word Count: 1547

Summary: Bucky and Y/N have been fairly successful at keeping their relationship hidden from the rest of the Avengers. That is… until Nat walks into the kitchen one night and finds Bucky kissing Y/N. While Y/N is relieved that their relationship is out in the open it soon becomes more complicated than she could have ever imagined.

Author’s Notes: 500 follower celebration! Thanks to the lovely @melconnor2007 for requesting it! I hope you enjoy it. Sorry it’s coming out in multiple parts – I seriously can’t write anything short! My brain is only halfway working right now – so hopefully I didn’t miss any egregious mistakes.

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“Bucky – stop someone might see,” I sighed – completely exasperated as he wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled his head into my neck. I was trying to cook dinner for everyone at Stark Tower without actually burning anything – god only knew how bad of a cook I actually was.

“I don’t care,” he murmured against my skin – nipping my neck and sending a bolt of electricity down my spine.

It had started innocently and slowly several months ago. I was new to the Avengers and trying to acclimate into the group. My hand had accidentally brushed against his as I was reaching for a coffee mug in the kitchen cabinet. The corners of his lips had twitched slightly when he looked at me – causing my cheeks to burn red. After that we had both gravitated towards each other without even thinking about it. In the weeks that followed Bucky had made a silent but steady pursuit for my attention – always taking advantage of any opportunity presented to him.

During movie night – when Sam had made everyone watch the Hangover for the millionth time – Bucky had stealthily entwined my fingers with his under the blanket we shared. Towards the end of the movie, when I had announced that I was too tired to stay up any longer he had feigned tiredness and followed me down the hallway. As soon as we were out of sight from the others he had pulled me into him – kissing me softly as his hands travelled up and down the sides of my body. I had let him know then that I wouldn’t sleep with him – even though I had really wanted to.

And this continued in secret – with Bucky sneaking into my room when the others had fallen asleep or stealing a kiss in a moment of privacy. We had both agreed that we didn’t want the others to know – not yet. It would over complicate the good thing we had, and we both wanted to make sure it was real before including the rest of the group. It was the pragmatic and adult thing to do, but as my feelings for Bucky had grown it had made me feel miserable. And that’s why – after the initial panic – I was relieved when Natasha strolled into the kitchen and caught Bucky kissing me.

“Ahem,” Nat’s voice came from behind us – causing Bucky to jump and me to laugh nervously. “I was just checking to see if you needed help, but I think you have it covered,” she said sourly as she raised her eyebrows at Bucky.

“Yeah… we’re erm… good in here Nat. Thanks anyways,” I muttered hastily. I could feel myself turning red from embarrassment.

“Suit yourself,” she shrugged as she strolled out of the room.

Once she was far enough away to talk safely I playfully punched Bucky’s arm. “I told you that we were going to get caught!” I chastised.

Bucky chuckled nervously, “I guess the cat’s out of the bag. I better go talk to Steve before Nat runs to him. I’ll see you at dinner doll.” He squeezed my waist affectionately one last time before leaving the kitchen to find his best friend.


Luckily I managed to not burn anything while cooking – probably because I was so nervous about actually sitting across the table from everyone after they found out about Bucky and me that I had paid too much attention to the food. When I presented it to the crowded dining room table everyone cheered. I sat down beside Bucky with a sigh of relief – reaching for the glass of wine he had already poured for me.

“So…” Steve started with a smile on his face. I braced myself for the taunting and possible scolding that he had in store for us. “Is Bucky the little spoon or the big spoon?” he asked teasingly. I hadn’t been expecting this and choked on my wine as I laughed. Sam momentarily choked on his food and had tears streaming down his face as he guffawed at Bucky.

“Hilarious, Steve,” Bucky mumbled as he rolled his eyes and took a sip from his beer.

Steve chuckled to himself. “In all seriousness – I think we should make a toast – to Y/N and Bucky. Two of the only people that can keep a relationship secret in Stark Tower,” Steve said joyfully as he raised his glass.

“Here! Here!” Everyone else added as they followed Steve’s lead. I could feel my cheeks burning as Bucky gently squeezed my hand under the table.

I was relieved that everyone seemed happy for both of us, and I was excited to have Bucky all to myself once dinner was over.


I had told Bucky that I wouldn’t sleep with him – at least not until we were sure this was going to work and certainly not until we had been open with the others about whatever relationship it was that we had. I had certainly slipped up a few times – mainly when we were in bed together. Bucky reassured me that it was fine that I wanted to wait, but the way his body responded to me when I pressed myself against him in the dark told another story.

I paced back and forth in my room nervously. I had changed into a black lace nightgown and planned on surprising Bucky tonight, but the waiting was absolutely killing me. “Where the hell is he?” I muttered to myself as I continued my back and forth march. A soft knock came from the door. When I opened it he stepped hastily into the room. As he looked down at me wearing only my little black nightgown his eyes clouded with lust. I quickly shut the door and locked it behind me as he lips crashed against mine. They were soft and inviting as they set to work, causing me to moan softly into them. I could never get enough of him, and now I was about to get more than I had ever had. The thought alone sent a spark through my body – erupting deep inside of me. He hoisted me up with one hand and I obliging wrapped my legs tightly around his body as he ran his other hand through my hair – grabbing a handful. He broke away breathlessly as he laid me gently on the bed – his blue eyes burning. “Are you sure?” He tried to keep his voice level – I could tell that he didn’t want me to feel like I was required to sleep with him just because of his reaction.

“James Buchanan Barnes – get in this bed now,” I demanded breathlessly. He grinned as he stood up to pull off his shirt. He hastily kicked off his boots and shed his pants before sliding into the bed next to me. His hands quickly worked their way under my nightgown – gliding along my stomach and up to my breasts as he groaned to himself. We had both wanted this for so long and now that it was finally happening it was almost too much to bear. He worked the nightgown over my head and propped himself up with his elbow as he smiled down at me – his metal fingers gliding over my skin. “What?” I asked shyly. I had never felt so exposed to someone before.

“You’re just so beautiful.  I’ve imagined this in my head over and over – and even that doesn’t do it justice,” he replied softly as his fingers drifted down my stomach and playfully grazed against my inner thighs.

“Imagined, huh?” I responded breathlessly as his fingers continued to explore my body. His hand stopped near my core and he laughed.

“Y/N, are you not wearing any underwear?” He asked mocking shock as he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. I shrugged with a coy smile. He chuckled shaking his head as he planted kisses down my neck and collar bone. “Always so full of surprises. Well if you must know… I imagined something like this,” he murmured as he slid he fingers over my core causing my breath to hitch. He smiled at me as he continued – never looking away – discovering which spots made me call out his name breathlessly as I bucked my hips to further the contact of his hand against me.

“Bucky,” I called out lowly. “Bucky…I…”

“Are you sure?” he asked again.

“Yes.”

He moved slowly as he positioned himself on top of me – planting kisses on my body as he slowly slid into me. I groaned softly. We moved slowly before finding our rhythm. The intensity of the act was almost overwhelming. I dug my nails into his back causing him to grunt as we both spilled over the edge. He sighed softly before pulling me into his arms – kissing the top of my hair softly as his hand traced patterns on my back.

“Y/N?” he whispered in the dark.

“Yes, Buck?”

“It was… it was more than I could have ever imagine,” he whispered sweetly in my ear as his arm tightened around my waist.

I smiled against his chest at this. “Goodnight Bucky,” I whispered back before drifting to sleep.

Looking back – if I could have stayed in that moment and never faced the following days – I would have happily done so.


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Business Partners- Part 1

Prompt/Summary: Your business partner invites himself to your sister’s wedding

Pairing/Characters: Tony Stark x Reader, Natasha, Clint, Coulson, Sam, Steve, Bucky, Scott.  Everybody

Warnings: cursing, drinking, reader is going to be a bit of an idiot later on.  You should work on your communication skills.  ;)

Word Count: 2085

Author’s Note:  I am cutting this down to the wire. But this is my submission for @bionic-buckyb 5000 follower celebration!!!!  I claimed the fake dating AU.  As of posting this, the end isn’t finished.  So I plan on eating pizza at home and try to get it done by the deadline.  (I’m going to come back and tag people)

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Inspire

request:  Hi, I don’t know how this works, but can you do 1, where like it’s set at the 2013 VMA you’re bffs w Rihanna and you walk up to talk to her and since Harry is behind her, he and EVERYONE looks up and is like star struck bc ur like Beyoncé level famous 😇

hello loves! this will be kind of similar to my other imagine called ‘Celebrity’ but hopefully still unique to your liking. i’ve decided to switch writing prompt lists. this new one came from a very talented writer known as @hardliquorhaz, so check out her writings! send in requests from the new list or whatever you want! hope you enjoy!


Being invited to the VMA’S in 2013 was a very big deal to Harry and the rest of the boys. They were even more happy to find that they had not only been invited, but had been nominated. This was at the start of everything they had, so they were more than glad to attend any award show they were invited to. But they were a bit nervous for most of the event. 

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anonymous asked:

"Im going to need you to put on some underwear" or something prompt for bellarke... hopefully its bellamy saying it to clarke, or both situations x

I love this one. I love it. Thanks for the prompt, nonny! This got a little….risque but with a prompt like that, how could I not?

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A normal relationship looks like this: mutual trust, honesty, passion, and respect. Eventually, love. For Clarke, well, she’s never been any good at normal relationships. Hell, her current one was built off mutual hate and loathing paired with constant bickering. There is definitely passion, oh yes, and that was discovered the first time she and Bellamy ever slept together. She’d like to say they were both drunk and just  stumbled upon it but the truth is, it was bound to happen. One moment they had been arguing, probably over something small, and the next they were ripping each others clothes off and falling into bed together. There is definitely passion. 

Sometimes it manifests itself in unique ways. They argue over Netflix documentaries and their historical accuracies (and usually she loses because Bellamy Blake is a history NERD), over how to properly fry an egg, and even over stuff they normally agree on. Okay, maybe they argue because they enjoy it sometimes and when Bellamy gets fired up, he’s extremely attractive. All this to say, their passion is never absent, just present in specific moments. Like this one, as she stands in the mirror trying to make herself look like a sex object but not for the reason you would think.

No, she’s currently sporting one of Bellamy’s dress shirts complete (or incomplete, depending on how you look at it) without anything underneath. No bra. No panties. No shorts. Zilch. While, technically, her endgame is exactly what you think it would be, it’s not without making him suffer first. After all, he started the war. She’s ready to end it.

Pranks are nothing new to them. Even during their mutual hatred, pre-passion, stage, they played pranks on each other often. Stupid shit, sometimes embarrassing shit. Now that they’re together, it’s only gotten worse. Today he took off the toilet seat in the bathroom causing her to fall into the toilet bowl as she shuffled in, half asleep, for her morning bathroom break. It’s just as childish as it sounds and all because they had gotten into a fight over the toilet seat two days ago (he’s used to living alone now, he can’t help old habits!).

Is she taking this too far? It’s possible, but she’s already committed and honestly, it’s way better than falling ass first into a nasty toilet. He’s currently sitting in the living room on some important conference call (college professors do this, apparently) completely unexpecting. Show time. 

He pays her no mind as she walks into the living room, typing away at something on his laptop and nodding profusely at something someone on the other line is saying. She’s trying to go for casual, so she walks to the TV stand and pretends to be looking at movies. He’s sitting directly across from her, so she knows he is seeing this. As she bends over further, she hears his sharp intake of breath as the shirt reveals her perfectly round ass. She’s been doing squats specifically for moments like this. When she turns around, she sees his face has gone completely slack and he’s watching her in reverie. 

“Um, yeah,” he says into the phone, “I’ve just been trying to figure out ways to engage students in the content more. Make them want to show up for class and participate…”

Always a dreamer, that one. Now that she has attention, she moves towards the couch with a devilish smile. On instinct, he leans back and watches her saunter towards him. He is humming into the phone, pretending to really comprehend what the person is telling him. She crawls onto the couch and straddles him, letting her naked bottom half rub against him. His eyes are hooded and he has completely checked out from the conversation, struggling to hold the phone to his ear. 

“Yes sir, I’m listening,” he manages to get out with a steady voice. She grinds down on him for extra measure and she swears he whimpers.

She kisses his neck, right in the spot she knows he likes, and he seems to lose all self control in the worst way possible.

“I’m going to need you to put on some underwear!” he hisses and both their eyes go wide. She has to cover her mouth to keep from laughing at his mortification.

“I’m sorry, everyone. I’m watching my nephew,” he recovers fairly quickly, a little to her displeasure, “I’m going to have to dial back in once I take care of this.”

Luckily, he hasn’t moved her from his lap so she grinds back down for good measure. He presses down on the red button aggressively and tosses his phone on the table. Before she knows it, he has her pinned to the couch below him.

“Very funny,” he growls, and she’s happy to know there is no real malice in his voice.

“That’s what you get for the toilet seat.”

He laughs and pokes at her sides, “Is that the best you got, Griffin? Seducing me while I’m on the phone?”

She shrugs innocently and leans up to kiss him. She squeals in delight when he picks her up from the couch and throws her over his shoulder. 

“Shouldn’t you call them back?” she asks.

“I can think of something else I’d rather do.”

Like she said: passion.

The Truth//Haechan Scenario

Pairing: Reader x Haechan

Word Count: 2031

Plot: Donghyuck invites his best friend Y/N over to hang out with him and the rest of Nct 127. Y/N and Donghyuck both have crushes on each other. They play truth or dare, causing some things to be revealed. 

A/N: This is my first time writing a scenario in over a year and my first time writing one for this blog. It’s definitely not my best and is super cheesy, but I think it’s a good start to help me get back into the groove of things! Hopefully from this point forward, I’ll get used to writing again and create better scenarios. But for now, I hope you all enjoy this cute Donghyuck one! If you do, please feel free to Request! I write scenarios and fake texts for Nct, Got7, Bts, and Exo. Thanks again for reading! (Btw, I know not all of Nct lives in the same dorm, but in this scenario Mark and Donghyuck dorm with 127, just wanted to clarify so no one is confused!)

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Taking out your phone, you text Donghyuck to tell him you’ve arrived at the dorms as you’re walking up to the door. Almost as soon as you send the text the door opens and you’re being pulled in Donghyuck’s chest by a really tight hug.

“Y/N!!! I’m so happy to finally see you!” Donghyuck smiles, releasing you from the hug, but still keeping an arm around you while shutting the door.

You feel your heart start to race already and let out a huge smile. “Same! I feel like it’s been so long since they last time we were able to hang out!”

You and Donghyuck have been best friends since before he was even a trainee and you two were practically inseparable. It wasn’t long before you started to develop feelings for him. It was amazing to you how even though he was a very busy idol, he still did his best to make time for you and stay true to himself. Now that the 127 comeback was over, Donghyuck told you he finally had some spare time and invited you over to hang out with him and the guys. Of course, who were you to refuse? Donghyuck leads you into the main room of the dorm and you’re met with a bunch of the guys shouting greetings at you from different spaces of the room.

“Hey guys! It’s nice to see you all again!” You say with a smile, taking a seat next to Donghyuck on the couch.

“Same with you Y/N! Donghyuck has not been able to stop talking about the fact that he finally gets to see you again since you guys first made the plans!” Taeyong replies to you, smiling!

“Hey!” Donghyuck yells back accusingly with a blush while you just laugh, happy to be back in the company of your best friend.

“So, do you guys wanna watch a movie?” Mark suggests, walking over to the TV.

“We always watch movies, let’s do something fun!” Johnny replies.

“Like what?” Doyoung asks.

“I don’t know… how about we play truth or dare?” Johnny smiles.

“Truth or dare? What are we middle schoolers?” Donghyuck questions.

“Come on it’ll be fun!” Yuta says siding with Johnny. Eventually most of the guys agree and you get roped into playing truth or dare with all of the Nct 127 boys. 

“Y/N are you sure you’re ok with this? They’re losers anyway we don’t have to hang out with them if you don’t want too.” Donghyuck says quietly, nudging you with his shoulder.

“Don’t worry it’s fine! I promise I’ll tell you if I get too bored!” You laugh.

“Ok guys, who wants to start?” Johnny asks, sitting down and completing the circle.

“I will! Winwin, truth or dare?” Yuta asks almost immediately after Johnny starts the game.

“Uh… dare.” Winwin replies unsurely. 

“I dare you to go get ice cream with me tomorrow!” Yuta smiles, leaning over to side hug Winwin.

“Come on man, that’s not a real dare!” Johnny objects.

“You don’t get to decided what’s a real dare and what isn’t! Winwin, it’s your turn to ask someone truth or dare.” Yuta argues back.

“Ok, um… Jaehyun, truth or dare?” Winwin asks.

“Dare!”

“I dare you to go out into the street with one other member and dance to Whiplash in the weirdest way possible!” Winwin says, causing all of the other members to break into hysterics.

“Winwin! Who knew you could be so evil?” Jaehyun asks laughing. Jaehyun chooses Taeil claiming it’s because he’s the oldest, and you all follow them outside to watch their little show. After that all goes down, Jaehyun asks Mark truth or dare.

“Dare!” Mark answers.

“Why is everyone choosing dare?” Doyoung questions immediately after, but no one seems to care since everyone knows that dares are usually the funniest.

“I dare you to go stand under cold water in the shower with your clothes on for a full minute!” As soon as the words leave Jaehyun’s mouth, Mark gets up with confidence and starts walking to the bathroom. In no time, everyone begins to chant “Mark Lee Mark Lee Mark Lee” as soon as Jaehyun starts the timer. When the timer goes off, Mark immediately runs out to change as everyone starts cheering for him.

Donghyuck leads you to go sit back in the circle, and you lean your head on his shoulder while he absentmindedly plays with your fingers. Even though this is a normal occurrence for you two, it never fails to make your heart race. You wish you two could act like this as a couple and not just best friends. Eventually, everyone settles down again and Mark gets ready to ask someone else truth or dare. 

“Ok, Y/N! Truth or dare!” Your eyes widen as soon as the words come out of Mark’s mouth. Not wanting to humiliate yourself in front of all of the guys, you choose truth. 

“Ok, I’ll go easy on you. Who was your first kiss?” All of the guys including Donghyuck turn to look at you, and you freeze up as you try to think of someone to tell the guys. The truth is, you’ve never had your first kiss and you find it more than a little bit embarrassing considering your age.

“Um… well… I actually haven’t had my first kiss yet…” You answer looking down to the floor, embarrassed. You feel Donghyuck tense up next to you, sensing that Mark’s question made you upset. You’ve always been a little bit shy and a lot of people know about your close friendship with Donghyuck, so for that reason, boys just tended to stay away from you. Of course you wished you could have you first kiss, but you want it to actually mean something and not just be with some random guy out of pity.

“Oh… I’m sorry Y/N I just figured…” Mark starts, but you cut him off saying “No, no its fine. Let’s just continue with the game.” You force a smile onto your face, so embarrassed that all of these guys just found out you haven’t had your first kiss yet. 

You spend the remainder of the game with your head down, too embarrassed to participate properly. You know it isn’t Mark’s fault because he didn’t know, but you just can’t help feeling a little bit self-conscious after your confession. The game continues on for a little bit until the guys get bored and decide to stop.

“So, you wanna hang out in my room for a while? We can watch a movie or play games on my laptop?” Donghyuck asks you obliviously. 

“I don’t know, I think I might go home because it’s getting a little late. Thanks for hanging out with me tonight though, I’m glad I finally got to see you!” You reply, not being able to avoid noticing Donghyuck’s face fall.

“Awe ok, well maybe we can hang out again tomorrow.” Donghyuck says leading you to the door. 

“Yeah maybe. Well, I’ll see you.” You say giving him quick hug while not meeting his eyes and walking out the door.

“Text me!” He yells out after you.

When you return home, the first thing you do is lay on your bed and stare at the ceiling. You know it shouldn’t be that big of a deal, but you can’t get over the fact that your best friend who is also your crush of many years knows that you haven’t had your first kiss. He and his band members probably think you’re such a loser now. You don’t know how you’re going to be able to face him for a while. Deciding staying up all-night and reminding yourself of it isn’t the best option, you decide to just go to sleep and hope to feel better in the morning. If you don’t you will just avoid Donghyuck for a while.
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It’s been a few days since the whole truth or dare thing, and avoiding Donghyuck has been pretty difficult. You know he deserves an explanation, but you can’t bring yourself to give him one just yet. So you kept avoiding his texts and calls concluding it to be the best option. Knowing that he’s trying to reach you has just made your heart hurt even more, but you know you have to grow up and move on. When your phone calms down and you finally think he’s stopped trying to reach you, you hear a knock at your front door. Without really thinking, you open the door and are met with Donghyuck’s worried expression. Not having any time to react to seeing him at your doorstep, Donghyuck pulls you into a tight hug.

“Y/N, I’ve been so worried! Why haven’t you been answering my calls or texts!”

Too in shock to answer his question properly, you say, “Donghyuck? How are you even allowed to be here right now??”

“That’s not important! What’s important right now is me finding out why you’ve been ignoring me!” He says, walking into your house and shutting your door. He grabs your wrist lightly, causing your heart to speed up a bit, and pulls you over to sit with him on the couch.  “Ok, now talk.” He says, looking into your eyes with a lot of concern.

“I’m just… embarrassed.” You say quietly, looking down at your lap.

“Embarrassed? Is this because of the first kiss thing from the other night? I swear if this is Mark’s fault I will go to him and-“ “It’s not his fault!” You interrupt, cutting him off. “It’s not just because of that.” You pause and take a deep breath preparing yourself for what’s about to come. 

“I like you Donghyuck. I have for years now, and I know you don’t reciprocate my feelings. I thought that you must think I’m some pathetic loser knowing that I still haven’t had my first kiss at our age. So I decided avoiding you was the best option to get over my feelings and embarrassment. I hope we can still be friends after this.” You finish, still refusing to look up from your hands. 

Donghyuck’s hands suddenly reach out to grab yours after his lifts up your chin to force you to look at him.

“What made you think that I don’t reciprocate your feelings?’ Donghyuck asks sincerely while looking into your eyes.

“What?” You question back, shocked at what you’ve just heard.

“Y/N, I’ve liked you for years now too! I thought YOU didn’t like me back so I never confessed. Plus, I figured you deserved better than me since I’m never around because of my busy schedule.” Donghyuck says never breaking the eye contact.

“Donghyuck, I don’t care about your schedule. I never have! You’re all I care about. I’d happily be with you, even if you’re schedule is packed! As long as I’m with you, I’m happy.” You answer smiling.

Donghyuck doesn’t answer at first, but you feel gaze on your lips as he looks up to meet your eyes again. “Y/N… can I…” he trails off, but you just nod, understanding his intentions. 

Slowly, Donghyuck leans in placing his lips hesitantly on yours, wrapping his arm around your waist to pull you closer. Adjusting to the new feeling, you slowly begin to move your lips along with his, following his lead. Once he feels you’re a bit more comfortable, Donghyuck pulls you even closer and starts to kiss you with a bit more force. You reciprocate the force and start to relax into the kiss. Finally having to breathe, you both break apart heavily breathing.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to do that.” Donghyuck says, looking at you with a huge smile on his face.

“Same here.” You reply with an even bigger smile.

“Y/N, how would you feel about being my girlfriend?” Donghyuck asks grabbing your hands and looking into your eyes hopefully.

“I would absolutely love to be your girlfriend.” You reply. Donghyuck just smiles as he leans in again giving you your second kiss. You kiss back with anticipation, happy that you were able to have your best friend be your first and second kiss.

Dealing with Artistic Burnout

Artistic burnout is a problem many artists experience at some point in their career. If you’ve never experienced it, then consider yourself lucky. But if you have, I wanted to talk a little bit about it as someone who has been there.

Let’s be honest, art is a pretty awesome career. We’re extremely fortunate to get paid to do something we really love. It’s a wonderful thing to be able to turn a hobby into a career, and something I am truly grateful for. But like any career, sometimes it’s stressful and difficult, and it requires a lot of effort. It can be frustrating when that thing you used to do for fun in your free time becomes the thing that is causing you stress. It’s the one unfortunate side effect of turning your hobby into your job. Sometimes you’re just not going to enjoy it.

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Together At Last

Prince Adam/Beast x reader

The Curse Series: Part one, part two, part three, part four, part five, part six, part seven

Author: Lil Laddie

Words: 685

Warnings: None 

A/N: This is the last part! I honestly wasn’t really sure how to wrap this up and I kinda wish I had just included this in the previous part, but too late for that now! I hope you guys have enjoyed this series!! It’s been fun to write! Now hopefully, I’ll blast through the next requests. Hope your day is wonderful! Love you!!


“(Y/N), please wake up” You could hear the soft voice of Adam whisper. “Please, it’s all over now. We’re finally free from the curse, you just need to wake up.”

You opened your eyes to be met by Adam’s blue eyes staring back at you. You were in shock as you took in his whole appearance. He was human again. His warm hand cupped your face and you didn’t hesitate to lean into his touch. You had missed him so much.

“Adam, you’re human again.” You smiled, placing your hand on top of his that was placed on your face.

You gasped, realizing you finally have hands again. You looked down at yourself, observing your human body. After being stuck as a mirror for what felt like an eternity, your body seemed to be the most interesting thing. You played with your hands and arms, happy to feel the extension of each ligament.

“I’m human again!” You laughed, Adam chuckling along at your excitement.

“And we thought our love wasn’t enough.” Adam shook his head in disbelief.

Adam extended a hand and helped you to your feet. You were wobbly at first, not used to the feeling of standing on your two legs. Adam placed his hands on your hips to steady you. You looked up at him with a smile, snaking your arms around his neck.

“I love you Adam.” You whispered, moving your face to be inches from yours.

“And I love you (Y/N).” Adam licked his lips, his eyes moving to stare at your lips.

He broke the distance between the two of you, pressing his warm lips against yours. He kissed you softly, pulling your body tight against his. You smiled into the kiss, your fingers threading through his long hair.

You pulled away not much later, having run out of breath. You didn’t distance yourself though once the kiss had ended though. You stayed close, holding onto the other as if they would disappear again.

“I’m sorry for blocking you out all these years.” Adam sighed, his happiness from your kiss fading as he spoke. “I was just so scared that the enchantress was right and that whatever I was feeling for you was wrong. I shouldn’t have done that though. And I shouldn’t have caused you so much pain. I don’t understand how you can still say you love me.”

“I still say that I love you because it’s the truth. Was it wrong for you to shut me out and hurt me like you did? Yeah it was a wrong, but people make mistakes and I’m willing to forgive you. I’m willing to forgive you because I love you. I want us to move on from what happened with the curse and that includes forgiving you for hurting me. Don’t beat yourself up over what happened, let’s just be happy that we’re finally together.” You explained, Adam’s eyes filling with tears.

“You are too good for me.” Adam muttered, looking away from you.

“No, I’m perfect for you. We make each other better.” You reassured Adam, turning his head to look back at you.

He stared at you for a few seconds, soaking in your words. A smile then replaced his frown. Adam placed a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“Shall we go find everyone else?” Adam offered, interlacing his fingers with yours.

“Yes please.” You nodded, letting him lead the way to the entrance of the castle.

You opened the door to see your friends hugging and reuniting. You and Adam quickly joined in with them. You hugged each of your friends, happy to be together again. You were overjoyed that all of you were back to being human.

Now that the curse had been broken, things could finally return to how they once were. Of course, some things had changed, but all changes had been for the good. All that mattered was that you had been the one to break the curse. Maybe that had been the enchantress’s intention all along, to finally bring you to together. If so, she had been beyond successful.

anonymous asked:

Love love love your Jamie Lannister story ✨💜 Can you maybe write another Jamie / Reader story where they always flirt and end up sleeping together. But soon after Reader discovers she's pregnant, and thinks Jamie won't want someone who isn't royalty to have his child and that he will hate/reject her, so she plans to escape one night. When Jamie realises she is gone he is panicked and goes searching for her and asks her why she ran? Thanx!!!

Pairing: Jaime Lannister x Reader
Fandom: GoT / ASoIaF
Warnings: little bit of smut

A/N: hey sweetheart! thank you so much for the request! I certainly had my fun with it and hope you enjoy it as well <3

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You were just on your way to the queen’s chambers when you walked past Jaime.

He was currently talking to some guards but averted his eyes and looked at you, both of you a small smile on your lips.

He then waited a few more seconds before excusing himself and following you.

You were waiting for him in an empty hallway and immediately kissed him when he turned around the corner.

“I missed you,” you said breathlessly after needing a small break from kissing.

He had been on some important business in Winterfell and had been gone for quite some time. Too long.

“I’ve missed you too”

You leaned against the wall behind you and he kissed you once more, softer this time.

“Come to my chambers tonight.. We’ll have more time. And privacy,” his voice was low against your lips.

You bit your lip, knowing exactly what would happen tonight and the thought of it made your entire body feel like jelly. 

“I’ll be there.”

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anonymous asked:

CP 14 Days of Love #8: Single and Bitter is Better Together (anti-valentine’s day, single awareness day)

Day 8 of @softkent‘s Valentine’s Day fic-a-thon

Ah, today was turning out to be a lovely day. The wind was blowing, the snow was falling in a wintry mix between actual snow and straight up sleet, all the red decorations were being soaked. Bitty sat in a cozy little coffee shop in downtown Providence, having taken up residence in an armchair by the window with a cup of rare out of season pumpkin spice coffee. It was the day before Valentine’s and Eric Bittle was not above admitting that he really very much abhorred the holiday. It’s hard to watch everyone else enjoy themselves and be in totally utterly grossly in love when you’re alone, and have been alone for years, all your years if you’re Bitty.

“Hey Bits! I’m so glad you were free to meet tonight!” Lardo dropped into the chair next to his with a happy smile. “I just got a call that I think will be right up your alley!  I know you were planning to have the night free tomorrow but I have an assignment for you!” The unholy glee in her eyes would be at the very least disquieting to other people but Bitty knew her too well.

“Well what have you got for me, I’ll at least give it a listen, though I can’t promise more than that.”

Bitty and Lardo worked for a local paper on the Providence area, mostly the small towns in the area, Lincoln, Cumberland, that sort of small, middle to upper class town.  Lardo was one of the editors that oversaw the larger sections, she was in charge of arts and leisure. Bitty was her food and restaurant consultant.

“I got a call this afternoon, you know that little French restaurant in Greenville? Pets de Soeurs, they called and they want us to review them!”

“Wait, wait. The one that was just  reviewed by The New Yorker and The Washington Post? Why would they want us to review them?”

“The owners are unhappy that so many of their customers are tourists.  One of the two owners is a small town native and he wants their restaurant to have that feel he was used to growing up. They want a local paper to give them look and hopefully the residents in the area will take notice.  And they only trust our paper to do it!  What do you say, I know you don’t have any plans.”

Bitty couldn’t possibly resist. It was a good opportunity for the paper, it was a good opportunity for the restaurant, and it was a good opportunity to actually sample a pretty high end restaurant in the area.

“What time are they expecting me?”


Jack had just sat down at his table.  He was really looking forward to the night, not because it was Valentine’s, that actually put a bit of a damper on the night in his opinion. No, he was looking forward to it because of what he had planned.  His Maman had called last week about an article she’d read in the Wall Street Journal.  Apparently, there was a French restaurant that specialized in French Canadian cuisine in a small town outside of Providence and it had been getting good reviews from papers across the country. Jack was very much looking forward to a familiar home cooked meal. He hadn’t had one in years.

Jack was perusing the menu when suddenly all the blood rushed from his head to his feet. The front door had opened and a familiar laugh had wafted through the air. Jack knew that laugh. Oh no, oh please, no no no. Not that. The last thing he wanted to deal with was getting caught alone at a restaurant on Valentine’s day by he well meaning and very happily engaged ex. He couldn’t allow that to happen. Kenny would start pitying him and worse, trying to set him up. That wasn’t happening in this lifetime, thanks.


Bitty was just asking the very nice waiter for water without lemon and asking what the most popular appetizer on the menu was when a very tall, very cute, young man slid into the seat across from him.  

“Wow, how are you, I know I said I couldn’t make it tonight but I managed to get away.  I hope you haven’t order yet!”

The very cute young man was looking at him as if to say just go with it, please. Bitty flashed a cocked eyebrow at him before committing.  

“Oh, I’m so pleased you could come! I must have missed your text, hun! I’ve only order a drink, did you want to try an appetizer?” Nodding at the waiter to indicate that everything was fine, he totally knew this stranger and could we get him something to drink before he explains himself entirely?

The waiter took the man’s drink order and hurried off.

Jack had gotten lucky. So lucky. Now he just had to explain himself.

“I am SO sorry. Please go with me on this. I know you don’t know me but I swear its for a good cause.” Jack deployed his puppy dog pleading eyes at full strength.

“And what cause might that be, Mr. Total Stranger that I’ve apparently made plans to have dinner with?”

“My ex.”

“Your ex.”

“He’s here. With his fiance. Who is also my coworker. They can’t find me eating alone on Valentines.”

“So this is just your pride talking?” Bitty was regretting this more and more by the minute. “Just because you don’t want to see your ex boyfriend with a gorgeous girl on his arm and let him win—”

Jack cut in, “That’s not my problem.”

“What?”

“That’s not my problem. And his gorgeous girl is about three inches taller than me and plays hockey with me so I’m not terribly concerned about how attractive his partner is. It’s worse than that. He’s going to start trying to set me up.  They’ve just gotten engaged and I’m very happy for them but they think, well he thinks that everyone should be as happy as he is and he started setting people up on dates…without telling them. I cannot get dragged into that. Do you have any idea how unpleasant blind dates set up by the least talented matchmaker on the PLANET are? Lemme tell you, they’re almost physically painful.”

Bitty couldn’t help it. He started to laugh. He tried to stifle it but there was no use, the giggles just bubbled out.  

Jack just looked at him, betrayed.

“Alright, that does sound fairly horrendous,” Bitty half shrugs, “I’m in.”

Jack sighed in relief.

“Well, what shall I call you then?”

Jack spent the rest of the night with Bitty, happily chatting over some pretty exceptional Quebecois cuisine, about who he was, a pro-hockey star, where he came from, Providence now, and why he hated Valentine’s, it’s hard to be a pro-athlete in the closet and then to come out without a partner. Bitty enjoyed every minute of it, sharing his own stories and dislike for the holiday. In fact they ended up closing the restaurant down that night, with a few quiet moments taken to speak to the married couple that owned the restaurant. As Jack and Bitty were walking out, Bitty was trying to work up the courage to ask for a second, or possibly first date. Jack had his hands stuffed into his pockets and was looking at his shoes as they walked towards the parking lot.

“Do you think, do you think I could have your number? I had a really good time tonight and I’d hate to lose contact because I wasn’t man enough to ask you for it.” Jack looked up at Bitty with a crooked, hopeful smile.


“And THAT is how Papa met Daddy by absolutely hating Valentine’s day!”

“And how you met Uncle Dex and Uncle Nursey and they catered the engagement party and the wedding and the baby showers!” Leena always remembered that part and piped in because Nursey had trained her to, he thought it was a very important part of their story.

“And Auntie Lardo was so happy that you found Papa that she paid to have a table dedicated to you every Valentines!” Jason was wiggling around under Daddy’s chair but obviously still listening.

“And Uncles Tater and Kenny STILL won’t let it go and claim that it’s their fault we’re together!” Jack called out, still aggrieved after all these years, from the baby’s room down the hall where he was taking his turn on diaper duty.

Bitty leaned back in his arm chair, with an unseasonable cup of pumpkin spice in a permanent to go cup, safe from his children, and looked out the window at the blowing snow, and smiled to himself.

“And they lived happily ever after..”


*crash* “DAAAAADDDYYYYYYYYYYYYY!”