run to hiding places

The signs as weird things cats do
  • Aries: fights another cat for being in the same room as them
  • Taurus: falls asleep with their face in the food bowl
  • Gemini: when they’re sitting still and then juST START RUNNING??
  • Cancer: hides in weird places
  • Leo: watches you all judgy like from on top of the fridge
  • Virgo: brings you a dead animal because you don’t know how to take care of yourself
  • Libra: meowing loudly at you when you get home
  • Scorpio: knocking stuff off of surfaces for NO REASON
  • Sagittarius: sticking their head out the window and then slowly easing their entire body out as well
  • Capricorn: moving very slowly while attempting to steal your food so you won’t see them
  • Aquarius: the head bobble thing
  • Pisces: meowing to themselves for no reason

so I will stand by your side and we will face whatever is coming for you together

Bangtan Spells Compilations: Protective.

Hello lovelies! How are you all doing? We hope good. This time we come with an awesome theme, and that is protectiveness. In here you will find scenarios in which your BTS boy protects you, and in some of them you protect him. We think you all will enjoy this as much we do, thank you for reading!


  • Cheap Thrills: You are supposed to hate each other in public, but things are way different behind closed doors, when the secret of your romance is found, Jin is decided to protect you and stand by your side through the hell and drama of it. Genre: Romance / Drama.
  • Flashing Lights: When you get to experience what being an idol is like, your boyfriend get suddenly protective because he’s not sure if he’s ready to share you with the rest of the country and all your new male fans. Genre: Fluff / Romance.
  • Personal Affairs: Your new professor is too attractive for his own good, you fell for him with each new class you attended but your love is forbidden so when the university’s authorities find out, Jin has to stand for you in front of them to protect you from all the harm. Genre: Romance / Drama.
  • The Rhythm of The Rain: Bodyguard AU. Jin is supposed to be only your bodyguard, but that changed when you met each other better and fell in love, so he’s willing to protect you from anything even if he has to risk his life for that. Genre: Romance / Drama.


  • Into you: Bodyguard AU. You are a famous actress and Yoongi is your bodyguard, when you go to a party with your pretend boyfriend Jimin and get bored your rather dangerous bodyguard decides to make his move and show you his other side. Based on Into You by Ariana Grande. Genre: Romance.
  • Soft Glow: You had a rough past, being involved with drugs and having to live in the streets because of it, but now that you are better your life is good by Yoongi’s side, when he learns an intern in Big Hit found out about your past and started bullying you he protects you. Genre: Angst / Fluff.
  • The Chaser: Bodyguard AU. You are a heir and Yoongi is your bodyguard, after your father’s death your mother asks Yoongi to watch your every move, but Yoongi has his eyes on you without anyone telling him, he’s set to protect you and go after you no matter what. Genre: Romance / Drama.
  • Safe Haven: You come from an abusive relationship, one time Yoongi and you are fighting and in the anger he lift his hand and you flinch, Yoongi realizes what is wrong and swears to protect you. Genre: Angst / Drama.
  • Daddy’s Girl:  Yoongi’s gets overprotective when he sees his little girl hand in hand with Taehyung’s son. Genre: Family / Friendship. 
  • Tainted Love: Demon AU. Yoongi is a feared demon king who is overprotective of you, his lover. You love him and want to be with him but it is difficult for you to adapt to his world, Yoongi knows the threats of his world and is determined to protect you at any cost. Genre: Romance / Drama.
  • Tempestuous: Assassin AU. Yoongi is a trained assassin with the mission to kill certain drug mob, when you, the girl of said drug lord gets in the crossfire Yoongi decided to use you as an advantage, only that as you learn more about each other you find out he’s not entirely evil and he discovers his will to save you and protect you from your past abusive relationship. Genre: Romance / Drama.
  • Count On Me: You are being bullied at school, when your boyfriend Yoongi finds out he goes to school to protect you. Genre: Romance / Drama. Warning: Bullying.
  • Through The Fire: A girl starts stalking you after the news of your relationship with Yoongi goes out and you start receiving a lot of hate, you try to keep it together until one night she gets inside your home and tries to hurt you but Yoongi is there to protect you. Genre: Romance / Drama. 
  • Pour Some Sugar On Me: Yoongi is the owner of a themed cafe and you are a regular customer of whom he has a crush on. When he sees you with your boyfriend he’s disappointed but when he sees you fighting Yoongi decided to intervene. Genre: Fluff / Romance.
  • I Was Made For Loving You: Soldier AU. In the midst of a war you got separated from your sister trying to desperately escape from the bombings that started to hit your town. Finding yourself with no place to hide you run into a laconic soldier that gets you through the night. Genre: Angst / Fluff.


  • Make You Believe: Hoseok is your boss, but he has a crush on you, when he notices an intern bothering you, he gets all protective and pretends he’s dating you to save you. Genre: Romance.


  • Unexpected Knight: Namjoon doesn’t know you, but you caught his eyes at that exciting new bar and when he noticed a greasy guy bothering you despite you turning him down Namjoon decides to stand up for you and pretend to be your boyfriend so the guy leaves you alone. Genre: Fluff.


  • To Hold You: Jimin is a vampire prince who wants to introduce you, his human girlfriend, to his world, so he takes you to meet his family and his palace because he loves you, and because of that same love, he protects you from everyone, even of his own kind. Genre: Fluff / Romance.
  • Just This Time:  You had never met a guy so clueless and prone to attract accidents and problems as Jimin, but you can’t help to protect him each time, to his luck. Genre: Fluff.
    Let Them All Know: You + BTS go to a club and meet your ex. Your boyfriend Jimin gets jealous and protective of you. Genre: Fluff / Romance.
  • Like Match and Gasoline: You’re rather quiet and usually decided to stay by yourself, until you met Jimin, he protects you from your mean classmates and takes care of you, until you can open up and allow yourself to love him. Genre:  Romance.


  • With You: You are both idols, but when your relationship goes public and the hate is too big to bare you decide to leave the industry to protect each other. Genre: Romance / Drama.
  • For You I Will: You have a boyfriend that is too possessive, none of your friends approve of him including your best friend, Taehyung. When he gets aggressive with you Taehyung steps in to protect you. Genre: Fluff / Drama.
  • No One Else’s: Werewolf AU. Taehyung and you just found out you are mates, he’s very protective of you and very jealous of all the guys who you could be close with, but because of the past you are in a love-hate relationship with him. 
  • I’d Do Anything: Taehyung and the rest of BTS are the high school’s bad boys, you don’t want to get too close to him because of it, but when some guys start bullying you Taehyung steps up to protect you. Genre: Romance. Warning: Bullying.
  • Devoted To You: When Taehyung finds out your boss is bullying you he wants to do something to protect you, but you assure you can control the situation but for Taehyung can’t keep himself with crossed arms when you need to be protected. Genre: Romance. Warning: Bullying.


  • Fire Line: Mafia AU. Jungkook falls in love with you, the daughter of a well known ganster organization, so even if he knows it’s dangerous he doesn’t go away, he’s determined to be with you and he doesn’t hesitate to protect you from people who wants to get you because of your father. Genre: Romance.
  • Blessings: The boys go to meet your newborn daughter and Jungkook gets protective. Genre: Romance / Family.
  • Here I Am: When everyone finds out you are dating Jungkook, the most popular guy in school, no one believes you but your boyfriend Jungkook sticks by your side. Genre: Romance / Drama. Warning: Bullying.
  • Shared Fates: Prince AU. Jungkook is a prince so when the castle falls because of a riot he’s taken out hurt and his adviser can’t think no one better to save him but you, a bandit from the streets that know your way around. The problem is Jungkook can’t accept help that well and you think he’s a prince full of himself.
  • Play For Keeps: When your relationship is made public all the fans are outraged, but between them sasaengs decide to take revenge on you, they bully and harass you. You don’t want to tell Jungkook but you did tell to the other members until one day he sees it. Genre: Romance / Drama. Warning: Bullying.

BONUS! There are many kinds of protection, this list was a bit more physical but you can also find how your BTS boy protects you emotionally in this one

Bangtan Spells Compilation: When You Need Comfort.

BONUS 2! Also here you have the typical older brother overprotectiveness.

Bangtan Spells Compilation: Dating You Brother’s Friend.

BONUS 3! And because we are feeling extra here is a list of you taking care of each other when you are sick, or of him taking care of you on your period.

Bangtan Spells Compilation: Take Care Of Me.

Rescue (Older!Damian x Reader)

Requested: Yes

Request: could i request an older!damian x reader imagine where the reader lives in a bad part of gotham and loves animals so every now and then she leaves food for stray cats and dogs and plays with/pets them and damian observes her for a while when he goes on patrol because he feels curious about her??? You can decide the ending :)
Summary: You save the life of a poor kitten by risking your own, only to be rescued by Robin.
Word Count: 1172

A/N: OK, so I altered the request quite a bit to write this!! I honestly was having so many issues writing the request as it was (I made Damian seem like a creep and had to scrap that and start over). So I owe credit to @thearkhamnedknight for helping me come up with this concept! I couldn’t have done this without her help!! I hope you’re happy with the changes anonymous requester! I’m pretty happy with the ending myself!

It was the loud boom that brought you out of the book you had almost finished. It was followed by screaming. That drew your undivided attention out the cafe window. Outside, you saw a huge tank-like vehicle running over cars. From its half white half purple paint job, you already knew it was Two-Face. As if to confirm your suspicions, the crazed ex-attorney stood up through some kind of sunroof, gun blazing as he fired off at the crowd. You stared on with wide eyed fear as he laughed maniacally.

You were about to duck under the table when you spotted the little white blur. It was a small kitten, darting through the street to find a place to hide. You watched it run beneath a parked vehicle on the curbside, not knowing it was in the direct path of danger. Your courage surged up and the urge to hide yourself was replaced by the need to save the innocent creature.

You kept your eyes on the scared kitten hunkering beneath the car as you walked through the cafe towards the glass door. You spared a glance towards the psychopath with a gun. He was luckily already occupied with the arrival of Batman and Robin. You dashed out of the building and headed straight to vehicle that was no more than 30 feet from the cafe exit. As soon as you got to it, you crouched down next to the passenger door and felt a new wave of fear as you realized how close all of the action was.

You ducked down and looked at the petrified kitten under the car. It meowed at you as it shook in its fur. You reached out slowly. It backed away a step, just out of your reach.

“Come here, kitty, kitty,” you called quietly, trying to sound soothing, but your voice was shaky. “Come here, little kitty,” you called again. It stared at you with big, green eyes. “I’m not going to hurt you,” you cooed as you left your hand still and open. Just as it started to step closer to sniff your fingers, a blast sounded from the opposite of the car. The cat spooked and took off like lightening towards you. Before it could escape into more danger, you snatched it up. It clawed you madly before it realized you weren’t trying to hurt it.

“There, there,” you cooed. You started to stand to run back into the cafe, to relative safety, until you heard the click of a gun behind you. You turned to see the barrel of an assault rifle only inches from your head. Your heart stopped and your arms tightened around the warm fluff, concealing it. Your gaze followed the barrel up to the face of the goon aiming it at you. Time seemed to move in slow motion.

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes. You tried to prepare yourself for what would be a fatal shot. You could only hope it wouldn’t hurt. But instead of the deafening sound of a gunshot, you heard a thud and a groan. When your eyes opened, you saw Robin standing on top of the gunman. Your eyes widened and you felt relief flood your body.

“What are you doing?” he demanded angrily. You were still in shock at the situation, so you simply moved your left arm to reveal the white kitten you were cradling in your right arm. His features softened for a moment, before gunfire rained down from the main fight only a few feet away now. He ducked behind the vehicle, incredibly close to you. His arm wrap around your back and he pulled you into his chest firmly.

“Hold on,” he warned. You used your free arm to cling to him as suddenly you were lifted off the ground and before you could blink, set on a rooftop. The bullets sprayed the building as the shooters tried to follow, but Robin pushed you down on the flat top, out of view. He crouched next to you, visually confirming that you weren’t injured.

“Stay here,” he ordered before leaping over the ledge and rejoining the fight. You obeyed and looked down at the white fluffy kitten. It was filthy, obviously a stray that was likely born in an alleyway near by. You smiled softly as it looked up at you with its large green eyes and meowed. It nudged its head under your hand and purred. You felt relaxed as you pet it gently.

“Well, it looks like we’re in this together now, huh?” you chuckled as you scratched the scrappy kitten’s little ear. As if it understood you, it answered with a meow and settled comfortably into your lap. It was at that time, you realized that the gunshots had finally stopped. You decided to take a risk and peek over the short wall that guarded you from the edge of the roof. First responders were everywhere. Reporters were beginning to appear to interview any witnesses.

“You could’ve gotten yourself killed, you know?” Robin spoke up from behind you. You turned and smiled at him.

“I wasn’t too worried about it,” you grinned. “I saved a life today, too,” you added as you presented the scruffy kitten. It meowed at him.

“What are we going to do with another pet, beloved?” he sighed as he pulled you to your feet and led you away from the crime scene.

“Alfred needed another cat friend,” you shrugged. “Plus, this little one has nowhere else to go,” you nudged him with your shoulder.

“He is quite cute,” he admitted and took the scrap of fur from your hands. The kitten began purring immediately and Damian smiled softly. “What should we name him?” he asked.

“Well, I haven’t decided yet,” you stopped and pulled your boyfriend into an embrace. He hugged you back with one arm, the kitten smushed in the middle in his other arm.

“I’m sorry I missed our coffee date, (Y/n)” he whispered into your hair. You looked up at him.

“I’m sorry my favorite coffee shop has been shot up for the third time before you’ve gotten to try it,” you offered with your odd sense of humor. He couldn’t help but chuckle.

“I’ll get there before it ends up out of business,” he promised. You leaned against him, taking pleasure in the warmth that emanated from him.

“I’ll see you at home, Robin,” you told him, slipping the baby feline out of his clutches. He kissed your forehead lovingly.

“Don’t wait up, it’s looking like a long night,” he answered. You just smiled.

“I’ll keep the first aid kit ready,” you stated before climbing down the fire escape. Damian waited until your feet hit the asphalt before he grappled off to join his father. You could barely see Bruce standing a few rooftops away waiting. You gave him a quick wave before you decided to head back to the townhouse you and Damian had made home for the last year

A/N: I really hope you like it! What would you name the kitten? 

Losing you || Theo Raeken Imagine

A/n: this wasn’t requested, but after watching last week episode this idea came to my mind. It’s not the best but I hope you enjoy it! Remember to request something!

{can y'all follow me on my ig? The username is itsluulu. I need more people to follow there!}

 “Okay, we’re here, now what?” Theo asked as he nervously looked around the area you three were currently at. You guys decided to distract the ghost rider so they won’t take Scott and the others.

 It was probably a suicide mission, but you knew that you needed to save Stiles. Not only him, but everyone who was taken by these monsters. You, Theo and Liam were standing outside of the hospital since Liam said he knows where we can hide from them, when they come to take us.Theo stared at Liam and he was about to answer when he suddenly had an idea. He looked at the two of us and ran back to the cop car and reached inside to turn the siren on. Theo eyes almost bulged from his head and he ran towards Liam and yanked him from the vehicle.

 “Are you crazy! They will come right here for us!” He screamed at Liam, shoving him aside so he can get in the car to turn the siren off. Liam held his arm and pulled him back so he won’t go near the vehicle.

 “That’s what we have to do, dummy.” You said to Theo. “We lure them here, where they are far away from Scott.” Theo stared at you and then back at Liam before he yanked his arms from Liam’s grip and let out a sigh. 

 “I’m not doing this for you two. If anything goes south, i’m saving myself.” Theo said through gritted teeth, staring at you. You nod your head and walked passed him to get inside. You couldn’t wait for this to be over with, so you can relax and forget any of this happened. Once inside the hospital, you looked around to see if you can find anything that can help you to prepare for what’s coming. You hear Theo bickering with Liam as they walked inside, and you rolled your eyes at them.

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(part two) (ao3)

The game was close, 13—11, but the Foxes came out on top. Neil could hear the team running to dog pile in the middle of the court, Matt dead center. Neil half jogged toward them and stopped halfway to look back at Andrew in the goal. The goal dwarfed him. His racquet was propped up in the crook of his arm, while he pulled off his gloves. Something squeezed Neil’s chest tight when he saw Andrew standing there in the goal with his racquet that was longer than he was tall. Andrew dropped the gloves to his feet and Neil’s feet started carrying him toward Andrew.

Andrew’s fingers were short and boxy, and he had calluses from holding his pens wrong. His nails were probably bitten too short and his nail beds were more than likely bloody on at least three of his fingers. His left index finger had a burn scar that licked up the side, and he had a deep scar on his right thumb from where he had accidentally grated it when he was younger. His palms were wide and covered in calluses from lifting weights. Andrew’s knuckles were chapped and split from a rough sparring session with Renee. Neil was a little obsessed with Andrew’s hands; they were always firm but never restraining. Andrew’s touch was insistent but gentle, and Neil loved the way Andrew’s rough hands dragged across his skin. Andrew’s skin was so pale that it was easy to trace his veins from his left hand to his heart. Neil liked to twist Andrew’s hand so his arm showed the bright blue line that poked out of his armbands and twisted to his chest.

Neil was a short five feet away when Andrew fumbled for the strap on his helmet. Andrew looked less tiny at a closer distance, but his goalie shorts did nothing to accentuate his height. They dwarfed his short legs and he wore them higher than he needed so his torso looked comically small with his jersey stuffed into the waistband. Neil didn’t know whether to laugh or cry because Andrew was so small and perfect. Bright orange was definitely not his color, but Neil loved the look of him in it because bright orange had started to symbolize family to Neil. Andrew finished taking off his helmet and raised one eyebrow. Neil’s heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest. Andrew looked so good.

“What?” Andrew asked.

“We won,” Neil replied, grinning, making Andrew to roll his eyes. Andrew’s face was red from the heat of the game. Neil had asked him to close out the goal and Andrew had delivered in a way that impressed not only Neil; he had also impressed professional scouts. Neil felt resplendent.

Andrew had a wicked case of helmet hair. It was partly tamed by the thick, black bandana Neil had wrapped around his forehead. Neil had to smile at the look of the white blonde hair flopping down onto the bandana. Neil liked to stand close enough to Andrew to see the faint smattering of freckles that spread across his nose and cheeks, where the sun affected him the most. They would become more prominent in the summer when they went back to Columbia and if Andrew was in a particularly accommodating mood he would let Neil sit knee to knee with him and take a felt tip marker and connect the freckles on his shoulder. And in return Andrew would write in boxy Cyrillic across Neil’s back to practice his Russian. For the first time Neil wasn’t running and looking for the next place to hide, he was looking forward to spending summer in Columbia with Andrew. He was getting soft.

“You know I hate when you look at me like that.”

“Yes, I know. Just as much as you hate me right?” Neil said.

Andrew’s eyes narrowed to slits, eyebrows slanted on top of them. Neil wanted to pat Andrew’s hair back into place. His fingers were itching to slide through Andrew’s sweaty locks. “Can I touch your hair? Yes or no?”

“No. No not…it’s not a not ever, it’s a not when you should be celebrating. It’s a later,” Andrew clarified. Neil nodded and grinned before running over to the rest of his teammates.

anonymous asked:

Hello! Could you possibly do, whichever you're more comfortable with, a headcanon or fic with Tyler introducing you to Teamiplier for the first time? I love your stuff so much and thank you!

I’m glad you love my writing!!! Thanks so much for submitting this request!

- You being nervous that they won’t like you
- Or that they’ll think you’re just dating Tyler to get youtube famous
- Tyler reassures you that if he likes you then they will like you too
- It’s a chill hangout of food and board games but you still want to make sure you look nice
- You try to hide behind Tyler when he knocks on the door to Mark’s place
- “Don’t you dare hide or run away.” He says, moving so he can put his arm around your waist and keep you next to him
- Mark has a huge smile when he opens the door
- “Guys they’re here!” And the rest of the team comes to over to meet you once you get in the house
- You’re not sure whether to hug them or shake hands or what
- But then Mark and then Amy hug you
- “We never thought anyone would date our boy!” Mark fakes cries
- Tyler getting all blushy and being like “I’M OLDER THAN YOU SHUT UP”
- You get hugs from Kathryn and then Ethan too
- They’re all like “We’re so happy to meet you, Tyler says nothing but good things about you.”
- They’re just super welcoming in general tbh
- You’re nerves start going away the more time you spend together
- Lots of laughs while playing boardgames
- Being in Amy’s snapchats is *okay hand emoji x3*
- You feel like you’re part of they’re little family
- You say that to Tyler later when you guys are alone and he’s all “That’s because you are a part of our family”

Bangtan Spells Compilation: Song Fics.

Hi lovelies! The name probably says it all, this is a compilation of our scenarios that were inspired or written about certain song. Enjoy!


  • Just One Day: You’re classmates silently crushing on each other and simultaneously wishing to have the chance of spending at least one day together. Song: Just One Day by BTS.  Genre: Fluff.


  • Stay: You meet Yoongi at the music shop where you work, since then he goes continuously to be able to see you, you want to be with him but just when your relationship gets serious you might have to go. Song: Stay by Rihanna. Genre: Romance / Drama.
  • Into You: Yoongi is your cunning bodyguard, you are a famous actress with a lot of appearances to keep, when he proposes a risky escapade you can’t refuse him. Song: Into You by Ariana Grande. Genre: Romance. Bodyguard AU.
  • It Will Rain: Your family don’t approve on your relationship with Yoongi a famous rapper, when you go visit them he can’t stop himself from thinking someday you might not not come back. Song: It Will Rain by Bruno Mars. Genre: Romance / Drama.
  • Two Faced Lovers: Yoongi and you hit it off right away after meeting, after getting pregnant he leaves and you abort, depressed and hopeless you start sleeping around to fill the void.  Song: Two Faced Lovers by Hatsune Miku  Genre: Angst / Drama.
  • I Can’t Let You Go (Spoiler): Your relationship with Yoongi reaches a dead point, and then he gets in an scandal with a girl. Song: Spoiler by Epik High Genre: Romance / Drama.
  • I Was Made For Loving You: In the midst of a war you got separated from your sister trying to desperately escape from the bombings that started to hit your town. Finding yourself with no place to hide you run into a laconic soldier that gets you through the night.  Song: I Was Made For Loving You by Tori Kelly and Ed Sheeran. Genre: Angst / Fluff. Soldier/War AU.


  • Spring Day: Hoseok and you are best friends that are secretly in love with each other but when you get the opportunity to study art abroad it’s time for you two to say good bye. Song: Spring Day by  BTS. Genre: Angst /Fluff.
  • Love Me Harder: You met unexpectedly but managed to settle into each other’s lives with ease, getting caught in a romance that became special the more time you spent together and you have to decide whether you want to put your all for it or not. Song:Love Me Harder by The Weeknd. Genre: Romance / Drama.


  • Moonchild: Namjoon is nothing like his cool self around you because you’re too pretty and make him feel weird and dazed, he wants to be your everything and has to fight his shyness for that, with a little bit of help and playfulness from you at the end. Song: Blanket Kick by BTS. Genre: Fluff. 
  • My Miss Right: Namjoon decides to take that important step in life, he purposes to you. Song: Miss Right by BTS. Genre: Romance.



  • Starlight: Taehyung and you are really good friends, you think you can be more than that but he suddenly disappears to then comeback to help you achieve a summer bucket list and in the process you find out the reason of his absence. Song: Starlight by Taeyeon and Dean. Genre: Angst / Fluff.
  • Roman Holiday: You comeback to your home town and encounter your first love, Taehyung, with him you revive moments you would never forget. Song: Roman Holiday by Halsey. Genre: Angst / Fluff.
  • War of Hormones: Taehyung has the biggest crush on you, every time he sees you his body and mind go crazy, more over when he starts to suspect you like Yoongi. Song: War Of Hormones by BTS.  Genre: Fluff / Comedy.
  • What I Was Your Man: Taehyung think of you constantly, how he loves you still, how you were the one for him, but he couldn’t see that on time and now you are with someone else. Song: When I Was Your Man by Bruno Mars. Genre: Angst / Drama.


  • Lost Stars: Jungkook and you had a secret affair in school that ended up badly, a few years later you see each other again. Song: Lost Stars by Adam Levine Genre: Angst / Romance.
  • Secret Love Song: Jungkook and you have a secret affair Song: Secret Love Song by Genre: Romance / Drama.
  • We Don’t Talk Anymore: Jungkook and you ended things but still miss and think about each other, but with none of you giving in entirely you drift apart. Song: We Don’t Talk Anymore by Charlie Puth Genre: Angst / Drama.
Prince Zuko - They will Never Find You

Everyone always wanted more Team Avatar bonding, right? How about some hide-and-go-seek with the Gaang, and a lovably grumpy Zuko?

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1065

This island was probably one of the more foresty places you’ve been with the Gaang. Huge, twisty, moss-covered trees, full of secret places and little streams. It was awesome. Sokka and Katara, however, had become decidedly agitated.

“It’s just too close in here,” Katara said, crossing her arms.

“You can’t even see the sky,” her brother added. You understood, of course; there were no trees where they grew up. Of course that would make them claustrophobic in forests. Still, it was grating on your nerves.

“I’m gonna hit someone,” you growled under your breath.

“Not if I beat you to it,” Zuko whispered back, and you couldn’t help smiling. Being grumpy is a strange thing to bond over, but apparently neither of you had a choice in the matter. You were friends, and there was nothing you could do about it.

“How long do you think it’ll take them to complain about how hot it is?” you mumbled.

As if on cue, Sokka rolled his eyes skyward. “Ugh. It’s so hot in here.”

You giggled, and even Zuko cracked a smile. 

It seemed like such an innocent suggestion - a nice, friendly game - when Aang said, “Hey, who wants to play hide-and-seek?”

“You must be great at that.” Zuko’s expression didn’t change, but you could see the glitter of mischeif in his dark eyes. “You won for like a hundred years.”


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(Requested by Anon)

“1… 2… 3…”

Can’t let him catch me. Gotta get away. Gotta find someplace safe.

You ran for your life, feet aching and calves burning as you pushed yourself to get away from the predator that was hunting you. You knew running was pointless, but damn if you were going to go down without a fight.

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Entering the park, you strip away the layers of your vision.

Gone is the default public layer which would tell you where you are, what time it is, what the weather is going to be, where to walk to best avoid crowds. Gone is the layer provided by the park specifically, which would attach to each bird and tree a label indicating its species and providing various fun facts, and which would show you the history of each bench and sculpture. Gone are the social media layers giving windows into the lives of your friends, gone are the couple of augmented reality games that are normally an ambient presence in your life. You keep on an emergency layer, so that if someone needs to contact you or there’s a disaster, you’ll know. But otherwise reality is stripped down to its bottom layer, the shared physical world you can’t choose to opt out of.

You sit down on a bench. Nearby, on what used to be a basketball court, a group of teenagers are playing a game. With all your layers off, you can only see half of what’s going on: You can see the players running around, but not the game world which coordinates and motivates their actions. Judging by their yelling and their gestures, you infer that they’re working together to defeat some large monster by casting spells at it.

One of the kids crouches and then jumps eight feet straight into the air. You’re not old, but you’re old enough that this seems strange, all these human bodies doing things that human bodies can’t do. It’s often said that such augmentations are improvements on evolution’s work (the less blasphemous cousin of an older boast) but you know that that’s not really true. Modified bodies like the child’s consume more calories and are more damage-prone. In an environment like the one their ancestors evolved in, they would probably have starved to death or been immobilized by injury. Now, food is plentiful and deadly injuries are rare, so such concerns are less of an issue. It’s not that augmented bodies are better than unmodified ones in an objective sense, just that they’re optimized for a drastically different world.

For all the yelling of the children and chirping of the birds, there’s a certain quietness to the world stripped bare of its extraneous layers. Watching a small flock of birds peck at birdseed someone scattered in the grass before you arrived, there’s a certain… You don’t want to say realness: You know better than to pretend that the things that happen in the other layers are unreal, and you’ve only recently kicked the habit of calling the base layer “the real world”. You don’t want to say authenticity: You’re pretty sure those are starlings, you know the whole stupid story of how they came to be in North America, and there’s nothing authentic about it. But there’s a concreteness, at least, in knowing that those birds exist for everyone in the park, and not just for you.

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Wish (Part 4)

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Pairing: Kagehina 
Show: Haikyuu!! 
Summary:  Howl’s Moving Castle AU, in which Kageyama makes a wish upon a falling star, and gets Hinata instead.

Tobio hadn’t anticipated feeling so vulnerable once they left the cave.

In the shelter of the trees, things were alright. They at least provided a little cover, and places for them to run, to hide, should they need to, but soon enough they were leaving the forest and wandering a dirt path, hoof-prints and tire treads clear in the dust.

They walked on, Hinata chattering away at his side, but all the while Tobio stayed on high alert, one hand curled around the handle of his knife, tucked deep beneath his cloak.

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anonymous asked:

👀👀 hcs for ada+port mafia boys as idols? complete with unit names and all,

Okay I deadass know basically nothing about Korean Idols and any Japanese Idols I used to listen to are either comprised of completely new people or have disintegrated so I’m going off what I read on google lmao.


Dazai – Most popular with a sugar sweet voice, a million endorsements and hordes of fans. Wears fake mustaches and backwards baseball caps to get a latte but ends up being discovered anyways because he loves the adoration. Will literally eat all the candy he is given until he ends up in a sugar coma. Fuck choreography he dances how he wants and likes rip-off pants with super tight silver here’s-my-package ‘shorts’.  

Atsushi – Adorable boy who all the girls want to take home to their mom. Is forced to wear tiger ears for promotional videos and poses for billboards advertising the local zoo. Gets REALLY into ballads and never opens his eyes when he’s singing these slow sappy songs. Cannot dance worth a shit and is always in the back of the formation. Once he slipped off the stage into the crowd (Dazai pushed him.)

Kunikida – Deep voice for days that can melt chocolate in the dead of winter. Blushes when women throw their bras at him. Can break dance really well and takes the time to respond to every fan letter he gets. Does weird poses during photo shoots that end up as memes (Dazai starts it).

Ranpo – Always wears a white tuxedo. Weirdly good at rapping. Whines until Dazai shares his candy and then eats it on stage. Does fan signings once a week and requests groceries and underwear so he never has to go shopping. Sleeps during rehearsals.

JunichiroShy nugget with the voice of a god damn angel who is forcibly put in the center because it makes him blush and that sells out arenas. Awkward dance moves that make good reaction gifs. Bakes a million cupcakes to share with fans after the show. Wears the same hoodie everywhere and wonders how he’s always found in public.

Fukuzawa – Quiet manager who wishes he picked a different field to work in. Monitors candy intake and has a pet cat he carries on a pillow to shows and rehearsals.

[Port Mafia aka HOT DEATH]

Chuuya – His voice makes panties evaporate into thin air. He gets magic mike all over the stage with no shirt and abs. Sweetest man at fan signings. Has his own brand of wine. Does a sexy microphone dance during that one notorious sex song.  Promotional videos? Shirtless. Concert? Shirtless. Photoshoot? Shirtless. Ordering a coffee? Rips his shirt off free coffee for LIFE.

Akutagawa – Signs hundreds of photos and somehow always has perfect handwriting every time. Wears sunglasses in winter. Never dances and stands off center next to Chuuya. Doesn’t care about being popular. Can snap legs open with his broody grey eyes. Runs from fans and hides in weird places like trashcans. Voice so deep it’ll make you want to fuck it.

Tachihara – Rap battles galore. Will fight anyone who talks shit about his group. Hugs all his fans. Takes fans home then gets upset when he gets robbed (its happened three times). Runs his own twitter. It’s a mess.

Hirotsu – Too old for this shit. Smokes cigarettes and sings background from behind a curtain.

Mori – Star of the show. Everyone thinks he’s vampire chic. His voice is made to sing sweet love songs in your ear. Probably makes microphone stands wet. Takes pictures with anyone who asks. Elise charges five dollars a picture.

Kajii – Everyone thought he was a hobo who jumped in the group picture. Can weirdly keep a tune but gets distracted. Brings random shit to rehearsals like a box of kittens and a clock that runs on grape juice. Shakes his ass during every single PV. Endorses lemonade and lemon scented cleaning supplies only. Has ten fans.

ACOTAR fic, part 2

As I exited the dining hall, I loosed a breath, and I began to walk back to my chambers-not fast, so’s not to draw attention to myself. I passed many faces on the way to my rooms, High Fae, lesser Fae, I gave them all bland smiles, being the High Lord’s pretty pet they all expected me to be. As I was beginning to near my chambers, I heard footsteps behind me, and turned to see Lucien standing there, the sun shone through the glass panels at the end of the hall and it made his skin glow and his red, coppery hair shine so brightly it looked like it had been set alight.

He stepped closer to me, and I gave him a genuine smile. He seemed to be just as shocked as I was at this. Had he again been the only one to notice how miserable I had become in this place? As I stared at him, I waited for him to say whatever he came to find me for.

Another second passed, as we just curiously stared at each other. “Care to take a stroll in the gardens with me?” Lucien asked casually, but in his face, his eyes, it seemed as though he wanted to say more.

I needed to prepare, prepare how I was going to reveal all the truths that had been hidden these many, many long months. But his eyes seemed to plead with me, whether he was aware of his silent begging I was unsure. I gave him a curt nod, but asked him to wait a moment while I went into my bedroom to recieve a shawl. I entered my rooms and looked towards my bed and saw something lying on it; a dress-from the Night Court, a pair of silk slippers and a crown that sat atop a black velvet cushion. I sucked in a breath between my teeth as I saw the note that lay with it, with a pen lying beside it this time. I quickly shoved all of this in the closet, delicately so’s not to damage the crown or rumple the exquisite dress. I shoved the note into one of the drawers of my desk, and reminded myself that later, later I would send Rhys a reply asking him why in hell he would send these here when anyone, any member of this court could have walked in and saw what was blatantly a Queen’s crown and dress, worse, an enemies crown and dress.

I quickly remembered to grab a shawl that I came into retrieve and rushed outside into the hall where Lucien was still leaning on the wall. He nodded his head towards the stairwell to indicate which way we would go. We walked in comfortable silence, down the stairs, and then out of the manor completely. We carried on walking in silence until we reached the spot in the gardens that was farthest away from the manor and the space that also happened to be surrounded by hedges that towered around us, when he gently grabbed my elbow, silently asking me to stop. He looked around as if to be sure that there no one else was around.

“I know what you are, who you are.” He said, not a question, but a statement. I stared back at him with an innocent expression as if to say I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Lucien started again, “I’m not afraid of you, I won’t tell them, him.” I waited for him to finish what he desperately wanted to say. “I want to help you. Help you with… whatever these plans you have been scheming.”

I didn’t say anything, I stayed silent, calculating the risk of telling Lucien-my friend of my plans. Lucien stared at me incredulously while i was still debating.

“Please,” that word clanged through me, “Please, Feyre, I want out of this court. It’s not right what they’re doing here.” He didn’t need to say their names for me to understand-Ianthe and Tamlin, planning for the arrival of Hybern’s forces. “I want to see her… my mate.” his voice, so vunerable, at this my eyes softened.

I may have been stupid, but the way my friend looked at me, he reminded me of myself in a way. Trapped in a place he no longer wanted to be, I refused to keep him here, I wouldn’t let him break-break like I did. So I told him everything, what I planned to reveal tonight.

After I was finished I looked at him and I could see that he understood, understood why I came back here. As he turned his back to me to walk to the manor, I said “One last thing Lucien,” It had taken me a while to accept his actions, but “I forgive you. I know you had tried, and I forgive you.”

I recieved a small smile from him, he nodded his thanks but his eyes still seemed to say sorry, sorry for not trying harder to save me.
Once I returned to my rooms, I slid the lock home on my door so no one could disturb me. I pulled the note out from my drawer, and read my mate’s writing. For my Queen, I wish I was there to see how delicious you look.
I blushed, how was my mate able to make me blush when he was on the other side of Prythian? I wrote back to him, Anyone could have walked in and saw this lying on my bed. before the note could vanish I quickly wrote I wish you could see me too.
Within seconds the note had returned with the words Have you missed my irresistable touch? I sat there, and i could imagine the smirk that was across his face as he wrote that.
Prick. I watched the note vanish, back to my mate.

I stood and headed towards the closet, which held my Night Court attire. I first pulled out the gown, it was a blue black colour which sparkled like the night sky, and it had a plunging neckline. I carefully put it on, and I was hit by smells of my home, of Rhys that clung to it, and I embraced that small comfort. Next I slipped on the black silk slippers, and I once again felt comfortable, wearing the clothes I adored so much. I sat before my vanity, using the tricks Mor taught me by darkening my lashes and sweeping a line of kohl at the outer corner of each eye. I painted my full lips a bloodred colour, almost identical to the shade of Amren’s drink of choice-Lamb’s blood. I arranged my hair into loose curls, and sweeped some away from my face with combs that were near invisible in my hair.

Finally I stood up and walked over to the chest of drawers I’d set my crown upon. I stared at it for a moment, at the sheer beauty of it, the power it seemed to exude, and I thought about how once something like this would have scared me, but not anymore-I embraced it, the power, I knew it wasn’t something to run from, to hide from. I picked it up and delicately placed it upon my head. I took long, elegant strides towards to mirror, and glanced at myself, and after so many months, I finally recognised myself, and I felt beautiful.
I slipped into Tamlin’s mind, and looked through his eyes to see Ianthe and Lucien loundging across the settee in front of him. Once i knew where they were, I winnowed to them bringing the darkness, the shadows and the stars along with me.

I stared each and every one of them in the eyes, and turned the corners of my mouth into a small, cruel smile that I knew could terrify even the strongest warriors. “It seems as though the High Lady of the Night Court has infiltrated your walls.”


So this is part 2 I guess? I want to thank everyone who read, liked and/or reblogged part 1, it meant a lot to me! I’m not a confident writer so it did mean a lot, thank you. I hoped you enjoyed this part as well :)
Also I’m not sure howto link part one, so if someone could help me out that would be appreciated lol

Two Roads Diverged (Seventeen Preference)

Originally posted by theperksofbeingbibi

Two Roads Diverged In A Yellow Wood… 

(A/N: this idea was brought to me a long ass time ago, and I’ve had the word doc saved forever, just waiting to work on it. I read Divergent (as my mandatory book for grade 9 english) and I actually really liked it, but the movie absolutely ruined it for me. so I never bothered to read past the first book. but this does give me quite a good prerequisite knowledge to do this (even though I read it a long time ago) and it made doing this quite enjoyable. I also said that there was only 1 Divergent out of the bunch, because I prefer the headcanon that it’s actually something quite rare, as apposed to in the book where they make it out to be rare and like every other person is a Divergent. so I hope you enjoy because I had a lot of fun writing this -Tanisha<3)

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As I’ve said before, I didn’t find anyone who wanted to date me until my mid-twenties. I’m sure that’s older than most of the people reading this are now.

All throughout highschool and college, dating was something for other people. I got the worst FOMO (Fear Of Missing Out) feels ever, because it felt like dating was like this big party everyone was invited to except me sometimes.

High School and College were a long time ago, so most of my memories of those are pretty vague, but that feeling of watching people I knew connecting on a romantic level and feeling so gut-wrenchingly envious about it - even if neither of the people involved were ones I was attracted to, just sheer envy of them being people who someone was attracted to - those times I can still recall with clarity and that feeling is so fresh it is like it just happened.

And the times in college where it might be a party where it was getting late and you could see the couples getting more couply, and a lot of my single friends having found people they could at least have a connection with… And me trying to front like it didn’t bother me, but inside feeling so torn up and twisted around wanting to be the type of person that someone would form a romantic connection with. But simultaneously the sometimes shrieking fear that someone would discover I wanted that, and that they’d need to put me in my place for being “uppity” and aspiring to something that just wasn’t for my kind of person.


So that was all a long time ago, and I’ve obviously had romantic partners and casual lovers since. I do okay.

But at times like this when it seems like 75% of my friends are making new romantic connections, discovering new playmates, starting to acquire new boyfriends/girlfriends/whatever?

Fuck it puts me right back there so hard and so fast. Into feeling all that kind of stuff belongs to one class of person, and I belong to another.

And I am sincerely happy for my friends when they get those connections! Some have been single and unhappy about it for longer than I have and they deserve this stuff!

But I’m also so envious of wanting new romantic connections, of being the type of person who can just like meet someone at a social event and hit it off.

So I want to be there, get involved in all that springtime mingling.

But I also feel the impulse to run away and hide. It is not for me, remember your place, don’t get ideas above your station. So as much as I want it, I’m even less able to pursue people than usual.

I hate this feeling, I hate how it chokes me, I hate how it is still here as fresh as when I was seventeen despite years of experience, and dating, and kink and casual sex and fucking therapy.

But here I am.

A Puzzle Out of Death

Characters: Sock and Jonathan
Warnings: Suicide mention, vague mortuary-flavored atmosphere
Pairings: Sockathan, one-sided in this snippet
Words: 754
Chapters: 1 of 1 probably 
Fill: for prompts 71 and 404 on @wthkinkmeme

Also on Ao3.

A snippet of a serial killer/gravedigger AU I started but didn’t finish years ago. Doesn’t make too much sense out of context but here you go either way. Gimme a kudos if you enjoyed or want more.

Sock had a job. He dug graves for the nearby crematory and whoever else wanted their final resting place to be the serene Primrose Cemetery. It looked nice, as far as cemeteries went. Trees enclosed it on all sides, the woods started on the north end. It was small, historical (the home of three famous pilots and, according to his boss, a senator), and quiet. Out of the way, so that the most traffic that traveled the county road nearby was maybe five cars a day.

At one time this had been good for him. He didn’t need an audience when he buried his parents and he didn’t need anyone watching him off himself after.

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Series: Apocalyptic

Title: Baby

Photo/GIF credit goes to original owner/maker.

I was out on my own, searching for anyone that may have been in need of help. The folks a couple of towns over had said they’d seen a pregnant woman wondering by.

They tried to help her, but she never would accept it.

I decided to keep an eye out for her as I scavenged.

In the distance, I could hear leaves shuffling and twigs snapping. I paused in the middle of the road, turning my head to the side to listen.

That was one serious advantage that I had; great hearing. At the sound of boots, I took off in a dead run, trying to find a place to hide.

A gun cocked and a man shouted at me, making me flinch, “Don’t move sweet ass!”

I rolled my eyes, holding my hands up.

“Go get the boss,” he whispered to someone.

More feet thundered on the ground.

“Now slowly, turn around and get on your knees.”

I did as I was told.

I watched as a group of men made a half circle around me, all watching me with curious or lustful glances.

“Now boys, back up a bit. Give the lady some fuckin’ room to breath.”

A tall, lean man with dark hair and salt and pepper beard, advanced towards me at a leisurely pace. He had a bat wrapped in barbed wire propped on his shoulder.

He licked his lips as he neared me, squatting down to get down to more my level.

“What’s your name Sweetheart?” His voice, though rugged and smooth sounding, left no room for arguments.

I swallowed nervously, “Y/N Fairway,”

He kissed his teeth at my name, looking me up and down, “I’m Negan,”

“Hel-” I paused, turning my head to the right.

What was that sound?

“What are-”

“Hush!” I scolded Negan.

I focused on the rocky rode, trying to listen as close as possible.

There; I heard it! It was the faintest wail of a baby.

I stood quickly, having all the men point their guns at me.

Negan held up a hand, watching me, “What the fuck is going on?”

I turned in a small circle, pin pointing the exact spot, “A baby!”

I took off running down the road, only to be brought up short at the sight of a small horde of zombies coming from the woods.

That’s what all the leaves shuffling and twig snapping was about.

“Simon!” Negan yelled.

A group of men went over, taking them out.

“Listen Doll, you’re either bat shit crazy or I’m deaf, but I don’t hear a goddamn baby.” Negan said, straining to hear.

I ran towards an abandoned wedding shop, pushing the door open.

I heard growling, snarling and choking as well as the baby crying.

“Help me,” a faint voice called out.

Towards the back was another door, that two walkers were trying to get into.

Negan whistled, making me jump.

The walkers came towards us, snapping their jaws and their arms out stretched. Negan swung with his bat, the thick clunck of wood against skull, nauseating.

The other came towards me. I didn’t have my weapon on me, so I ripped an arm off a mannequin.

Thrusting is forward, it dented in the face of the walker with a wet squelch. The growling stopped as it fell to a heap in the floor.

Not paying any attention to Negan, I ran to the door and carefully entered.

A woman was propped up against the wall, sitting in a pool of blood, near death.

“My… my… baby,” she breathed.

A bloody, gooey covered baby laid between her legs, shaking and crying.

Using the last of her strength, the woman panted out her last words, “Save… her…”

I ripped off my backpack, and took off my shirt.

I had to work quickly before the mother turned.

“Scissors and a shoelace; get them out of the bag, now!” I ordered.

Negan put his bat down, immediately helping me.

I shushed the poor baby, using the shoelace to tie off the umbilical cord. He handed me the scissors, watching me as I cut the cord.

Once that was done, I laid out my shirt and gently lifted the screaming newborn and wrapped her up.

“Hush, baby. It’s okay.” I soothed.

I craddled her to my bra clad chest, letting her have what body heat I had.

“Here,” Negan’s voice startled me.

He stood, taking off his leather jacket and helping me get my arms in. He then zipped it up with the baby against me.

“Thank you,” I said, softly.

He didn’t smile, but his eyes held a kindness that I hadn’t seen in a long while.

“No problem.”

The dead mother gurgled, falling to the side and reaching out for us.

I gasped, stepping back as Negan put his arm out in front of the baby and I.

“Go on out in main. I’ll take care of her.”

I waited, gently swaying my body to soothe the hungry baby.

I flinched as I heard the bat connect with the walker.
In the truck, I sat in between the driver and Negan. Fat Joey was his name, I believe.

The baby was doing everything she could to find a source of food. She was sucking on her fist, whimpering and it was breaking my heart.

Negan placed his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him, “We have a doctor and baby supplies at The Sanctuary.”

I nodded, not wanting to speak and startle the little one.

Once there, Negan led me to the Health Hall and demanded the doctor get in there immediately.

He stayed with us as he checked the baby out. It was all good news, which I was relieved of.

Negan then took us to his main home and I saw a gaggle of risqué dressed women lounging around.

They perked up when they spotted me, most glowering and snearing; saying that I was in Negan’s jacket and what right did I have.

From there, a bottle was fixed and warm water was ran in an oversized sink for the baby’s bath.

He helped me out of his jacket, watching as I fed and burped the baby.

“You’re good with her,” he said.

“I use to have a daughter… she was bitten at the beginning.”

“Aww shit,” he cursed, rubbing his hand over his beard, “I’m sorry, Sweetheart.”

I just nodded, focusing on the baby.

He helped as I bathed her, getting all the dried afterbirth off of her new skin.

Negan placed the towel on his chest and hands, ready to take her.

“Don’t drop her now,” I told him, getting her from the water.

“Give me a little credit woman,” he chuckled.

The smile left his face once the baby was in his hands, “Oh shit,”

“Yeah, uh huh. Thought you knew it all, didn’t you?”

He grumbled, letting me wrap the baby up. He craddled her to his chest, shushing her gently.

I wondered if he was a father before the apocalypse hit?