Please picture Shiro refusing to ever break down or show that he’s suffering in front of his team, because he’s told himself over and over again that he needs to be strong for them, that he can never show weakness, because he has to be their foundation, their unbreakable unshakable leader.
Imagine all of that stubbornness and resilience falling apart the second Matt pulls him into his arms and whispers into Shiro’s ear that it’s okay to be sad, it’s okay to be scared, that it’s okay to not be okay. Because Matt isn’t Team Voltron, Matt isn’t Altean royalty, Matt is just Matt, and Matt has suffered just as much as Shiro has if not more, and Matt knows, Matt knows.
Please picture Shiro refusing to break until Matt is there to hold him, until Matt is there there to tell him it’s okay, and then he just buries his face into Matt’s bony (too bony too thin) shoulder and just lets it all go and finally shatters.
Please picturing Matt being the one to help Shiro break, and then being the one to help put him back together.
Request: I was wondering if I could request a Dean x reader where Bobby takes her in after he has to kill her parents and dean and sammy get really protective and we see a little of sammy as a big brother? It can be as fluffy or smutty as you want :) (also maybe a little cas if it works )
BABE CLARIFY !!
this is so open ended lmao!
i went with jealous saeran and mc but requests open soon so hey resend if this isn’t what you were fancying ^^
- It’s incredibly easy for him to become jealous. He’s very protective and obsessive, he just doesn’t like anyone to even look at you the wrong way. He always has a hand wrapped around your waist or holding your hand in public– But that still doesn’t stop the creeps sometimes.
- Someone wolf whistled at you and you had to hold him back from punching that dude so hard. The guy cussed Saeran out before leaving, you swore you could have heard him growl before he pulls you into a hug. Seriously..? He’s like a little boy with candy bar. Never wanting to share nor give it up.
- He absolutely hates Zen with how much that man flirts with you. Almost got into a fight with him while drunk– Saeyoung had to break it up. He definitely needs a stern talking to once he’s sober– He cant be like this forever.
- He tries to brush it off when you bring it up, but you stand firm and finally he’s silent and listens to your say on things. He gets it, the last thing he wants you to feel is smothered in the wrong way– But he can’t help himself.. He just wants to protect you at all costs. He’s so used to getting everything he loves taken from him.. So it’s a hard habit to break.
- With time, he eases up a little more. Let’s you go out on your own when you want to, even let’s you and Zen stay friends. Just as long as he can still make fun of his ‘long ratty hair.’
- But he noticed how much you laugh around Zen. He even caught you blushing one time– He felt awful. Jealous? of course. He sent Zen a string of nasty messages on the app before slamming his face into a pillow; groaning loudly into it. He regretted it immediately, But why does that asshole have to be such a huge flirt? He cant find his own lover so he tries to steal others?
- He’s grumbly for the next few days– Finally Zen confides in you the messages Saeran sent, instantly you make your way up to his room to talk with him. Even calling him by his full name— He knew he was in trouble now.
- He’s covering his ears before you even open the door– Sometimes he could be such a baby. But he feels bad, so listens to whatever words you throw at him. He’s stubborn though, so an argument might spark. Saeran doesn’t like people yelling at him, it makes him uncomfortable– So it never gets heated. Just you two releasing a bit of frustration.
- He even mockingly calls Zen ‘your secret boyfriend’ as he rolls his eyes. If it really made him that uncomfortable, he should have talked to you about it. He’s said it’s fine in the past, if anything changed he should have told you. You let him know this, But the way you get excited and giggly around Zen frustrates him to no end.
- You assure him the only person that makes you truly happy is Saeran. You love him, him only. Now he feels extremely selfish.. he sheepishly apologizes with a sigh– You pull him in for a much needed hug. He’ll try his hardest to contain himself in the future; despite how hard that’ll be.
~a couple extras with nsfw sprinkled in hello there~
Characters: Reader, Klaus Mikaelson, Rebecca Mikaelson, Marcel, and Sophie Deveraux
Next: Me, You, Us-Part Two ————————————————————————————————————————————————– Readers POV: Klaus Mikaelson, the name people dared to say. The hybrid that could empty out a whole room with just the look in his eyes. People say he’s a ruthless killer only looking for power but they didn’t know him like I did.
I knew there was more to him then the guy that people feared and hated. I knew that deep down he wasn’t the killer Hybrid that people thought he was, but Klaus being Klaus wanted to prove that he was what everyone expected him to be. A killer…
I knew Klaus wasn’t like that, not because he would talk to me but because he showed me who he really was. Yes he was a killer at times but when you actually look deeper he was only trying to protect his family…
So is protecting the people you love, good or bad? ————————————————————————————————————————————– He was always there looking off into the distance, drowning his sorrows, having the time of his life with Marcel. I don’t know why but he intrigued me in ways I can’t explain.
But from what I heard from Soph I knew I had to stay far away from him. But that was kind of impossible when you work at the only bar in the French quarter and when you couldn’t stop thinking about him.
I finish my last set of rounds and walk into the staff room to collect my gear. I open the door and walk to my locker grabbing my handbag and coat. I look for my phone and check to see if I have any messages from my sister or anyone that I know.
To: (Y/N) From: (Y/S/N) I’ll be coming home later than I expected. Just get you something for dinner.
To: (Y/S/N) From: (Y/N) Okay. Well, I’ll see you in the morning.
I place my phone into my back pocket and walk towards the door. I shut the door once I exit the staff room and make my way into the bar.
“Bye Soph, I’ll see you tomorrow” I say and wave at her. I look around the bar to see if Klaus was still there but when I continued to look around he was nowhere in sight. I sigh in relief and look at Soph waiting for a reply.
“Bye, (Y/N). Get home safe okay” She replies and waves back at me before going back to what she was doing.
“Will do” I reply and before walking towards the door and then proceeding to walk towards my car. I search my bag to look for my car keys but as I continue to look I couldn’t find them. I look through my bag once more but they were nowhere in sight. I groan in annoyance and turn around to walk to the bar to see if I left them there.
“You know, love. You should be more careful with your keys” I hear a familiar voice say behind me.
I jump and place my hand onto my chest checking if my heart was still pumping. I turn around to see Klaus behind me with my car keys. I sigh in relief and fold my arms in front of my chest.
“It’s not nice to sneak up on someone. How’d you get my keys anyway?” I say and try to grab them back. But each time I tried he would always move his hand or he would move away from me.
“Like I said you should be more careful with them” He replies and starts walking around me. I look at him weirdly and start to walk away. But when I look up he was right in front of me, with that devilish smirk of his.
“How’d you do that?” I ask and look at him utterly confused. He looks into my eyes and I feel this sudden feeling take over my entire body.
“I want you to forgive Marcel for what he done to you. You will go back to him and act like nothing happened” he says, I could feel his breathe against my skin as he continued to look into my eyes. I nod in response and continue to look into those brown cold eyes.
“Why should I forgive him? Wouldn’t you be angry at the girl you loved so much, the girl you told everything to, the girl you poured your heart and soul to. Just rip everything apart for someone else. Wouldn’t you feel somewhat angry and broken for that” I ask and continue to look into those cold brown eyes.
“Oh love, now this is not about me but about you” he says with that devilish smirk of his. He starts to walk around me in a circle, hands placed behind his back.
“Why me? I’m just a normal girl” I ask and stand there confused. He walks around me once more and suddenly stops.
“That’s just it, love. You’re just a girl, a human. He wouldn’t expect something from you now would he” he says. He turns on his heels and like a flash of lightning he stands right in front of me.
“Leave, your keys will be in your bag and you didn’t see me” he says and with that he was nowhere in sight. I felt this slight bit of pain and place my fingertips on my temples, massaging them to ease the pain.
I look into my bag for my car keys and found them next to my purse. I sigh in relief and continue to walk towards my car. ————————————————————————————————————————————– *The next day*
I woke up to the sound of my alarm, the feeling of regret takes over my body. I turn off my alarm and lay there looking at the white ceiling, contemplating my life for about five to ten minutes. I get up my feet hit the cold wooden floor brining chills to my body. I grab my coat and put on my slippers before walking to the kitchen to make me some breakfast.
I finally make it to the kitchen and make my way over to the cupboard to grab some cereal. I then proceed to grab a bowl, a spoon and some milk from the refrigerator. I pour in some of my lucky charms and milk into my bowl and place the spoon in. I walk to the sofa and turn on the T.V so I could entertain myself while I was eating.
After I had finished my bowl of cereal, I place the bowl and spoon into the sink and walk to my room to get ready for the day.
I finally find an appropriate outfit for the day and walk to the bathroom to have a shower. I then change in some clothes, put on some make-up, brush my teeth and put my hair into a ponytail once I finished showering. I pick up my dirty clothes and towel and place them in the laundry basket.
I then grab my phone, charger and hand bag from my room and proceed to the front door. I grab my car keys and walk out the front door, closing it as I go. ————————————————————————————————————————————– *Skip car ride. Because it’s boring to write about*
I walk into the bar and make my way to the staff room. I place my bag into my locker and shut the door. I walk to where Sophie was supposedly working, but seemed to be the worst decision of my life as I started to walk through I saw Sophie and some guy making out onto the kitchen counter.
“Oh god, seriously Soph. I feel like I’m about to puke” I say and fake gage. She throws a towel at me, I laugh and throw it back at her.
“Hahaha, very funny (Y/N)” she says and jumps off of the kitchen counter. The guy looks at me and kisses Sophie once more. I throw his shirt at him and look at him disgusted.
“Seriously stop, I eat in here. I don’t want to think about it anymore” I say and walk out before it goes too far.
I walk behind the bar and start cleaning up before any costumers come in. I heard someone approach me and look up thinking it was Sophie but it was someone else. When I saw who it was I sigh in relief.
“What are you doing here?” I ask and make my way towards Rebecca. I give her a big hug, happy to see my best friend after two years.
“Oh how I’ve missed you” Rebecca says into the hug. I pull away and look at her strangely, wondering why she was here.
“Actually why are you here? I thought you were staying in Mystic Falls” I ask and step away from her looking at her weirdly.
“I need to find my brother, I think something bad has happened to him” Rebecca explains and walks around the bar frantically.
“Well I pretty sure he’s not in here” I say and watch her closely.
“Have you seen anyone come in here with a suit on?” she asks and stands in front of me.
“He was in here three or five days ago. I haven’t seen him since” I explain and start wiping down some tables.
“What the bloody hell have you gotten yourself into” she says. I heard a gush of wind and look up seeing that there was no one there.
‘That’s strange, where is she’
I continue wiping down some more tables and then proceed to wipe the bar down. I hear a door open and ignore it thinking it was Rebecca.
“Well that was fast. Where wa-“I start to say but I shut up because it was Marcel.
“Oh sorry about that, I thought you were someone else. Anyway the usual or do you want something different?” I say. I pull out my pen and paper from my back pocket and wait for an answer.
“Usual” he says and takes a seat in front of the bar. I pour in his drink and place in front of him one I finished.
“What’s up?” I ask and start drying some cups waiting for a response from him.
“Camille broke things off, Klaus has been a big pain in the ass and I could just go on and on” Marcel explains. I stand in front of him listening quietly, nodding my head once he finishes.
“A little trouble in paradise, guess thing don’t always stay the way they were. But if you want some advice I say own it. Who cares if she left you, got out there and be yourself. Well for Klaus I don’t know him well enough and I in tend to make it stay that way” I say, I look at him for a few seconds and send him a small smile.
As he starts to say something more costumers start to stroll into the bar. I stand up and walk away, leaving Marcel by himself. After a few hours I have a lunch break, I grab my wallet out of my bag and walk towards the front exit so I could get me some lunch. I see Sophie behind the bar and I proceed to walk towards her.
“I’ll be back soon, just getting me some food from the café down the road” I say and sit on the stool conveniently placed in front of her.
“Okay, be safe. You don’t know what kind of danger will be out there” She says. I look at her strangely and give her a nod before standing up and walking out of the bar.
As I walk out I hear someone yell my name from behind me. I turn around to see Marcel jogging towards me, I wait for him to approach. Once he’s beside me we walk down the street in silence, then I start to wonder why he wanted me.
“What’s up?” I ask. I continue to look in front of me not daring to look at him.
“Why are you so nice to me? I’ve put you through hell” He says. I look at my shoes and start to ask myself the same question.
“Well I needed to get over it sooner or later. Otherwise I’d probably regret it in the future” I explain, I take a deep breathe in and turn around to face him.
“Are you sure, Klaus hasn’t done anything to you has he?” He says.
“I haven’t seen him since yesterday morning. I was with Sophie so I’m pretty sure he’s done nothing to me. What can Klaus do to me anyway, hypnotise me” I say jokingly.
“Okay, that’s good. Just wondering that’s all” He says. We both continue to walk down the French quarter, laughing, talking just having a great time with each other. We walk back to the bar, I give him a small hug and say goodbye before walking back inside.
“Why are you so happy? Did you make out with some hot guy while you were ‘getting’ some food” Sophie says jokingly, laughing as she continue to pour in some drinks. I poke my tongue out and walk up to her, with the biggest smile on my face.
“I don’t know why but I think I’m just happy because Marcel and Cami broke up. I know it’s wrong but I can’t help it. It’s like somethings telling me that I should get over the fact that he completely broke my heart” I explain. I look at her to see what her reaction was and from the look of it she wasn’t happy or angry, she just looked at me speechless.
“Ahhhh, that’s bad isn’t it. I knew I should have stayed away from him. I’m a slut, I’m-I’m a freaking slut” I say freaking out. I pace back and forth, hands placed onto my head. I was so angry with myself that I could just scream in frustration.
“Shush, don’t say that. You’re not a slut, (Y/N). It’s just me and Marcel go way back and there are things that he’s done I can’t forgive him for. I know you’re happy and this is the happiest I’ve ever seen you but I can’t approve of your relationship. I’m sorry” Sophie explains. She places her hands onto my shoulder and look me in the eye. I take a deep breathe in and look at her.
“Me and Marcel will never get back together and I’m so sorry for what he done to you. Even though I have no idea what he done, if you can’t forgive him for it then I know it’s something serious. I can’t be mad at you for that, all I can do is understand where you’re coming from, okay. I’m so sorry, Soph” I say and give her a big hug, trying to comfort her.
“Thanks, (Y/N). You’re probably the greatest friend a girl could ask for” Sophie says into the hug. She breaks the hug and sends me smile before going back to work.
“I know” I say jokingly and walk into the kitchen to eat my cold food.
look i was only in mild pain until just now when someone pointed out
originals he’s been hanging on to from the ark’s archive of pre-explosion earth things. a luxury he didn’t think would survive the descent to earth, but they did, and that used to give him so much strength
and because i like pain, that further brought me to remember that he’s probably been looking forward to coming home since the day abby left; reuniting with familiar hallways he’s known since they comprised his space-bound birthplace
Hi There! I just followed you cause I always follow fellow Fanfic authors. Can you make some head cannons for the MC tries to correct the emotional damage of the RFA and the minor trio? Ex: Zen feeling low self esteem because of his albinism and MC kissing his face and telling him he's beautiful, MC comforting Jaehee and telling her that she doesn't need to work herself to death, telling Yoosung that it's alright that he likes her and he isn't betraying Rika, etc.
I’m so happy to meet another author, and I’m sure to check out your works!!! I’m glad to do this of course, and I decided to make different issues than the examples, just because I wouldn’t want to steal an idea form you, I’m sorry for the slight wait, but I hope you enjoy regardless!!
*Note, for Yoosung I used a bit from Seven’s Route, I hope you don’t mind.
He didn’t like to talk about it, I mean he was an actor
And one of the things about an actor is keeping up your looks
But he kinda felt bad about constantly having to worry about what he looked like
He hated when the other members of the RFA teased him about being obsessed about his looks, or his insane amount of selfies
Sure he normally didn’t mind, but sometimes it was hard to ignore
He didn’t really bring it up you, but eventually you kinda figured it out
“Zen, why are you feeling so unhappy, you look so pale.”
When he realizes you think he’s sick he tells you everything
You’re heart cries a bit when you hear this
You know he can be a bit over the top about making sure he has enough beauty sleep, but you know that it’s hard, that an actor has to be very careful about his looks
So while he keeps looking down at his plate you get up and hug him
“It’s okay, no one really thinks you’re a crazy narcissist! They just enjoy teasing you, you know, the way Seven is constantly teasing Yoosung.”
Zen feels a bit happier, and smiles at you softly
“Thank you MC, you know how to cheer me up.”
You nod understandingly, and continue to hug him, kissing him on the cheeks, which causes him to flush slightly
You spend the night cuddling, still assuring Zen he’s not obnoxious about it at all
He feels a bit worried, but calms down significantly after you say that
He trusts you completely
You came back from Mint Eye
He was broken, Rika, the Rika he saw as a sister, that Rika did this
He tries to keep a brave face for you, but cries in secret
When you’re healed enough to live with him again you notice the bags under his eyes significantly
Finally you wake up to hear his sniffling
He feels bad, and tries to tell you it was just a nightmare, but you sit him down, getting him a cup of hot chocolate
He spills his heart out, and how he’s not sure at all what to do about it, that he’s so confused
You take his hand and hold it
The warmth from your hand makes him relax a bit
You tell him that’s okay, that you completely understand, Yoosung and Rika were so close as children
He cries more, but you continue to stroke his hand, and to kiss him on the forehead
He eventually falls asleep on the couch, you falling asleep next to the couch
When he wakes up and remembers at first he feels embarrassed, and still a bit guilty
But is so happy you were willing to listen and tell him that it’s okay to mourn and feel guilty
Rika may have been horrible, but she was still his cousin
And he loves that you get that
Okay, Baehee you’re awesome
But don’t work yourself to death
Jaehee knew that it was important to work
But she still couldn’t get the idea of a coffee shop out of her head
But now that you two were in a relationship, and your main source of income being a part-time jobs, the parties took up a lot of time, and her job paid much better
But she still couldn’t stop thinking about that coffee shop
She tried to push it out of her mind and just keep working
But you saw her become more and more discouraged
Eventually she was going to have a mental breakdown
So you asked her about it
She told you
Why did she tell you
But you smile and brighten up
“We can definitely do that, I was thinking of applying for a teaching job at a college, and it would give time for me to work on weekends and when I don’t have classes. I was going to tell you when I got it, but I could help run it while you were working with Jumin, and we could make it so your breaks are when I teach!”
Jaehee wants to cry of happiness
You didn’t say that it was stupid, that she should just give up
Instead you came up with a solution
She smiles brightly and kisses you lightly on the cheek
You return the favor and she reddens slightly
Coffee shop here we come!
People always thought he was so stuck up
What a spoiled man
And that really got to him
He’d gotten very good at hiding emotions
But after meeting you the mask was beginning to crack
The last straw was when he heard someone talk about it at a RFA party
He walked out, not telling any members, not even you
You get a little nervous when you can’t find him
But when you don’t see his car it becomes evident he went home
So you just hire a taxi
When you walk in and the penthouse is slightly dark you assume he just had a headache
But when you here little sniffling sounds and a cat meowing you kinda freak out
“Jumin! What’s wrong!”
Bursting through the door you find him petting Elizabeth, wiping his nose
You immediately climb into bed and asked him what happened
He doesn’t try to pretend like everything’s okay
When you hear that you look unhappy
Kissing his cheeks and forehead you tell him not to mind them
They’re just jealous and trying to get him down by insulting him
He’s not spoiled
He’s very doting and kind, not someone who expects that everyone bow down to him
He’s sniffling a bit still, but much more relieved
“I’m sorry I bugged you”
You smile and shakes you head, before kissing him once more
There was a lot of cuddling and talking about random happy memories that night
He felt bad about ignoring you, and all the emotional baggage you had to deal with
Even though you assured him that you understand, that he was just trying to protect you
But he still felt bad
He would become really clingy when you left, and over apologize for small things
When he freaks out about accidentally throw away your leftovers you sit him down
He tells you, why wouldn’t he?
You listen to it silently
And after you hug him and kiss his forehead
You realize he’s crying
“You beat yourself up too much. I know that you might think I carry some sort of grudge, but I know that you’ve been alone for so long, and it’s hard to be aware of how much makes people uncomfortable, but don’t worry, I promise that I will never carry a grudge, and that you don’t need to apologize for those crappy leftovers.”
He lets out a shaky laugh and smiles
You spend the rest of the night watching chips, playing games and watching space documentaries
He’s a naturally nervous person
Smol bean must be protected at all costs
So he worried that he was a burden on you, bringing you down
He was so torn up about the surgery, and every time you pushed it and he grumbled he secretly felt a stab of guilt
So when you find him staring at the wall in the dark at 12:45 in the morning yo ukinda freak
You know that he has a gentle personality
So you softly ask what’s wrong
“MC, am I a burden to you?”
“No! Not at all! Why would you ever be a burden to me? You’re a wonderful kind person, who always thinks of everyone else before making a decision.”
He still needs a bit of convincing, so you softly stroke his cheek
“You’re a beam of light, even I push you about the surgery, that doesn’t mean that I think you’re a burden. I just want you to be happy, and whatever you decide is fine by me.”
He smiles softly
“MC, can we go to sleep now?”
You happily agree
A night of cuddling
He knew that his episodes were bad
He apologized profusely every time, and you assured him it was fine, that it was just the remainder of brainwashing, and that he was such a kind person
But one time he throws something at you
It was a cup
You end up getting ten stitches in you leg
He’s silent at the clinic, when you tell the doctor that it was an accident however he flinches
When you get home you tell him you’re going to get ready for bed, but he lingers
“I’ll leave if you want…”
It’s a soft sentence, but you her it nevertheless
You rush over to him and give him a tight hug
“No, why would you ever think that!”
“Look what I did!” He looks you in the eye, blinking back tears, face flushed. “What if it was something else, what if you get seriously injured! I’m dangerous! And you don’t deserve someone like me, I’m just a burden.”
“Saeran! How could you ever think that!”
You hug him tightly
“I would be so sad if you left. Yes, you do have your moments, but that’s not your fault. You’re getting so much better. And it’s just a few stitches, nothing in here could really hurt me. Not like you leaving would.”
He asks if you’re sure, and you insist
You kiss him softly then, go to get ready for bed
Later he asks again, but you’re still adamant about it
He’s so grateful
Leaving you would kill him
Vanderwood wasn’t sure why they were so uptight
At least that’s what people called them
They hated that, they hated being seen as strict, like those evil teachers in books
It really got them for some reason
They started being really quiet a lot
And it really bugged you
You were really worried about them
What if they have depression?
You’d dealt with it before, and it was absolutely horrible
So after one especially quiet day you ask them
They immediately asks if they’re uptight
“No, not uptight, you like stuff to be clean, but that’s not a bad thing. I mean I’m hopeless, I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
They manage a laugh out of them
You hug them and kiss them on the hand
“People are so rude, I don’t know why they’d say that. Don’t worry, you’re not a pain! You’re an awesome person.”
After you make sure that anyone who tries to get them down is confronted
I hope you like, wow is it late!!! Yikes!!! Anyway, tell me if it’s not what you think, I’ll rewrite it gladly. But if you don’t then I’m glad you like, and again nice to meet you!!! Hope you like!!! Bye!!
Ardyn makes me so fuckin sad tho??? Like this boy just wants to die. He made the prophecy happen SO HE COULD DIE and I just fuckin love him he needs a hug and I feel so bad for him
I know right ? I’m not excusing him for all the shit he gives to Noctis and the other chocobros but… I just love him ? He has a real, deep story. He is not a bad guy just because someone pissed him off or something ridiculous. He was a good person who became bad because he was betrayed by everyone (Astrals, you fucking SCREWED UP), lost everything and was doomed to live forever ? This is seriously such a horrible fate. I just want to give him a hug and bring him a warm cup of tea. I understand why some people hate him (he wants to be hated, I think) but I wish they’d look more into his story ! Though I am not excusing him (but hey… the game would’ve been pretty boring if there was no bad guy .-.) AND ARDYN IS SO FUCKING CHARISMATIC, HANDSOME CREEPY FUCKING BASTARD
Okay this is all because of the lovely @mac-noa because without them, this wouldn’t exist,, bless
Noa: what if they foxes did secret santa? Does Neil even know what it is?
Me: !!! I don’t think Neil would. Do you? Who would get who I wonder?
Noa: So many possibilities. No I don’t think he would
Me: I’m trying to think of who would get who, because if they did it randomly Andrew and Aaron might not want to take it seriously because they wouldn’t care
Noa: I don’t think the monsters have done it before either. Secret Santa isn’t exactly something the ravens would do and Aaron and Andrew… Well you get the point. Although Nicky may have done it before with Erik. Maybe it Katelyn participated and Neil convinced Andrew they would 😏 And Wymack and Abby could dress up as santa and reindeer 😂
[this was honestly the most beautiful, pure conversation and I hope u enjoy]
You find Steve’s glasses and he finds you wearing them.
A/N: Hey! I
just wanted to write something about Steve’s glasses on Captain America: The
Winter Soldier (because he looks so good and cute with glasses), and the canon
of how Steve Rogers is a big and adorable golden retriever. I found this picture (the first one) on Pinterest and I almost died from the cuteness, so I had to write this. So basically ,
*The picture and gifs are not mine*
Steve x Reader
Words: 1,406 upps! Steve deserves it.
shouldn’t take things that weren’t yours without permission (yeah that was
basically what your mother told you when you were little), but heck! you
couldn’t help it.
Y/N, there’s gonna be a meeting with the whole team an- … ” Steve’s
voice startled you when he came in into your room, it was open so he just showed up at your door.
those… my glasses?” he asked with those innocent eyes and curiosity on
his face, looking at the pair of glasses in your hands.
So I used to be friends with a guy that looked a lot like a younger version of Dean Winchester and with another one who was basically a blond Fred Weasley.
The one that looked like Dean had the green eyes and brown spiky hair and all. And he was kind of like Dean personality wise! Cheeky, flirty, playful but also super kind, extroverted and sweet. We still get along even if we lost contact, so every time we bump into each other to this day, he gets super excited and gives me a hug :)
The other one was exactly like Fred, seriously! He was really tall and thin and incredibly mischievous as well! I even told him that he was so damn similar to the Weasley twins and the guy always replied with a chuckle accompanied with sassy and witty remark. I swear, he was also so full of energy and was exactly like them, more like Fred than George, though.
So do any of you guys know someone who looks or reminds you of fictional characters? :)
Characters: Damon Salvatore, Stefan Salvatore, Reader,Kol Mikaelson
Summary: Readers date with Kol, when the reader gets home brothers ignore her
When you and Kol got to the movies he opened the car door for you. “ M’lady, “ he says smirking and holding out an arm for you. “ Why thank you my good sir, “ you say laughing and linking arms with him. You both walk in and get popcorn and some soda. “ Ready? “ He asks. You nod, “ but don’t get mad if I practically jump in your arms at the scary parts, “ you say. “ Trust me that won’t be a problem, “ he says chuckling.
When the movie was finished you were, like you thought you would be. Basically hiding your face in his chest the whole time. But he didn’t even flinch. “ And that’s why I don’t watch horror movies alone, “ you say laughing. “ Don’t worry, I didn’t mind, “ he says standing up with you.
Kol drove you home and got out of the car to say bye. “ Thank you Kol, that was really fun, “ you say giving him a hug. He smiles and kisses your temple. “ See you soon? “ he asks looking down at you. “ Defiantly, “ you answer kissing his cheek and skipping inside.
You walk in and hang your jacket up seeing Stefan and Damon sitting in the living room. “ Hey guys, “ you say leaning on the door frame. No answer. “ Hello? “ you say waving your hand in the air. Still no answer. “ You guys are seriously gonna ignore me? “ you say laughing sarcastically. “ Geez for someone who is over a hundred years old you think you’d be more mature, guess I was wrong about that, “ you say angrily walking to your room. It hurt you that your brothers ignored you. You did really like Kol but it made it hard that your brothers didn’t agree with you. Maybe if you keep going out with Kol they would learn to except it, or at least deal with it.
Reader X Harry: Setting: Writers choice. Reader is a female assistant for his solo tour. Their personalities clash since she accidentally pushed him backstage. She's closed off and anxious. He mocks her at times. Once Harry performs his final show of the tour, he realises she's missing from backstage. Angry/worried, he frantically chases her down, finds her outside, she's having an anxiety attack and he consoles her, pleading with her to be honest with him, admitting his feelings for her
You always downplayed it when people found out you were the assistant tour manager for the one and only Harry Styles. It wasn’t that you didn’t think it was a big deal, too, you just knew that if you made it seem as big a deal as it was that Harry would seem even more intimidating to you than he already was. And it’s not that you didn’t like Harry; you’d never known anyone who’d met Harry and didn’t like him. It was just that he and you were very different, for obvious reasons - you were a newly graduated university student, shy and just trying to get by, unnoticed, as you were surrounded by the craziness that was your job. And Harry, well, he was born for the stardom, to perform in front of thousands and to work the stage and captivate the audience and to bring joy to people. He was a true star if you’d ever seen one. And he really was a nice guy, but he intimidated you and his attempts at joking around with you sometimes came off as slightly insulting. Not that he was saying anything bad or even trying to do anything like that, but you sometimes felt like you were this pathetic individual who Harry the popstar felt bad for and used just to get a kick out of.
But that wasn’t the case at all. Harry, although in his mid-twenties now and having been forced to grow up a long time ago, causing him to be more mature than many his age in some ways, still acted like a schoolboy when he had a crush. And it wasn’t often that he did. But you were different. And he just wanted to talk to you and get to know you better but all that ever came out of his mouth were jokes and sarcasm that he hoped you didn’t take seriously. He was just nervous around you, you intimidated him, and it wasn’t often that Harry came across someone who made him feel that way. And he loved that about you - your presence and how you seemed so sure of yourself. And he had watched you from afar, sometimes not so afar, this whole tour, knowing he had to make his move soon since the tour was almost over now.
In some ways, though, Harry knew you and him weren’t exactly in-sync. It was only a few shows into the tour when everyone was rushing around backstage before the show, and you had ran into him, accidentally. You were often clumsy, but for some reason Harry felt like maybe it wasn’t so accidental that time, like you were already getting fed up with him. And he thought maybe you assumed he was an arrogant celebrity, like so many are, and that you didn’t really want to be working on his tour, but you needed the job. And that was something that Harry hated to think.
He couldn’t have been more wrong, though. Because you were entranced by Harry, if you were being honest. You wanted to be different, and act like it was totally casual that you were around this talented, attractive, hugely successful celebrity all the time. You didn’t want to be the pathetic girl with a crush on a guy who saw you as nothing more than a source of entertainment to joke about. But, unfortunately, that wasn’t the case, you finally admitted to yourself as you paced backstage before Harry’s final show of the tour.
And you hadn’t even realized how much you didn’t want to let go of these days of having Harry joke with you and waiting for him to come backstage at the end of the show. Even if you felt like maybe he was just using you to entertain himself, to make fun of you, you couldn’t deny the attraction that you had for him. And now it was all going to be over.
You noticed Harry glance at you and smirk before walking out onto the stage in front of the huge crowd for the final time this tour. And it suddenly hit you, how much you didn’t want to lose whatever you had with him. It was all a bit too much, and you started to become extremely anxious.
Harry returned backstage after his final song of the last concert of the tour, laughing and bouncing up and down, hyped up from the adrenaline rushing through him. Of course he was sad it was all over now, but he couldn’t help the rush that he got after every performance, and he loved it.
As he was giving sweaty hugs to his team and family backstage, he immediately noticed that you were missing. This must have been the first show that he didn’t see you immediately after finishing and returning backstage. Seriously? He thought. The last fucking show and she’s not even here?
“Hey have any of you seen Y/N?” He asked to no one in particular, hoping someone could tell him something.
“Last I saw she was heading outside through the door over there,” someone pointed.
It was a mix of worry and anger that drove Harry to immediately rush towards the door and head outside. Angry that you didn’t even pretend to care enough that he had just finished this huge world tour, but even more worried that something happened, that you weren’t okay. Shit, he thought as he realized just how important you were to him.
His heart skipped a beat when he finally found you outside, leaning against the building with your head down, trying to suppress panicked sobs.
“Whoa, what’s going on? Are you alright?” Harry asked worriedly, knowing damn well you weren’t alright but, as you usual, struggling with what to say to you.
“Fine, just - leave - please,” you managed to stutter, not wanting him to see you like this.
But Harry knew enough by the way you had one hand on your chest as you struggled to breathe evenly, tears streaming down your face, that you must have been having some kind of anxiety attack. So he did the only thing he knew to do. He walked closer to you, turned you towards him and pulled you to his chest, wrapping his tattooed arms around you as you sobbed into him.
“Shh, it’s okay, just try to breathe please. Just listen to me breathe, breathe with me,” he told you in hushed tones, concerned that you were going to pass out.
“In and out, it’s okay, just breathe with me,” he repeated when you seemed to ignore him.
After a few minutes, you’d finally calmed down enough to get sufficient air into and out of your lungs. You pulled back from Harry, embarrassed and wiping at your teary eyes.
“Hey, you better now?” Harry asked you, cautiously. The worry was evident on his face, which hadn’t gone unnoticed by you.
“I’m really sorry, yeah. Just get too anxious sometimes, I don’t know. I’m fine though, you can go back in now,” you told him, eyes fixed on his neck as you didn’t want to meet his eyes.
“No tha’s alright, wanna make sure you’re okay and stuff.” You were surprised at how much he actually seemed to care and even more surprised by how much it meant to you that he did.
“Can I ask you what brought this on?” Harry asked, referring to your embarrassing freak-out. And you didn’t want to tell him, but also this was the last show. This was it. But before you could muster up the confidence to sputter out that it was because of him, he blurt out what he’d wanted to say to you for so long now.
“I actually, erm, I want to say I’m sorry if I ever offended you with the jokes and everything. I really just like talking to you and I just needed an excuse to talk to you and for some reason that’s all I could think of. And I like you, Y/N, a lot. But I just feel like you’re so closed-off and you keep to yourself, which is one of the things I love about you, but I just need to know what you’re thinking. Please,” he pleaded with you, your eyes wide in shock. You had no idea he thought of you as anything more than a pathetic assistant, not worthy of someone of his status.
“I, um. Wow okay. I just, you’re Harry Styles. I mean obviously you know that but it’s like I feel like why would you want to talk to someone like me, you know? I’m just me, and you’re you and you intimidate me very much if I’m being honest, Harry, and -” you were cut off when Harry’s lips were suddenly pressed to yours, his hands in your hair and your arms instinctively wrapping around his neck. How is this happening? you thought to yourself, but also so happy it was.
Harry finally pulled away after a few seconds. He cleared his throat, a small smile starting to spread on his face as he looked at you to gauge your reaction.
He must have been satisfied with it because he went ahead and just blurted out: “Will you go on a date with me, Y/F/N Y/L/N?”
You stared at him, mouth slightly open and eyebrows raised. What the hell?
“If you stop being such an ass to me, then yeah. I will,” you laughed softly as Harry joined in your laughter, and you couldn’t believe you’d actually just said that. To Harry Styles.
“Deal,” he agreed.
And it definitely wasn’t the anxiety that was making it hard to breathe now.
I couldn’t help but add some fluff in there :D hope you enjoyed!
B.A.P Reaction #3 - Their s/o needing help dealing with a rough day
anon said: As a super new follower and huge B.A.P fan, I’m happy to help out with
some requests for these nerds. (Also I love your writing, it makes my
day to read your stuff. <3 ) Might I please request B.A.P reacting to
a significant other needing help dealing with a rough day, or
accidentally figuring out their crush is crushing back?
Yongguk: Would literally run through hell for you if you needed him to. “Okay jagi, I’ll be there in 10 minutes with your favorite snacks and movies. We can do whatever you want tonight”
Himchan: “Do you want me to stop to pick anything up for you on my way to your house? Anything at all, or do you want me over there as quickly as possible?” *worried AF for you, will do anything to help*
Daehyun: *attempts to make you laugh whenever he can, but if you don’t feel like laughing, he’ll be there to hug/cuddle you for as long as you need*
Youngjae: *is sympathetic, comments on whatever you tell him, if you want advice he gives it, if you don’t then he just listens* “They did not say that to my jagi.” “That seriously sucks. Do you know what you’re going to do about it?”
Jongup: let me tell you, if you’ve had a rough day because someone is giving you a hard time this man will be salty and sassy about it, telling you how much he wants to tell them off for what they’re doing. He never will though because he knows you can handle it yourself, but still it pisses him off seeing you so upset over something someone did.
Junhong: this lil sweetie would be so crushed by your devastation, but would keep a smile on his fave for you, being brave for you if you need him to. He would be really good listening to you and comforting you, hugging you and stroking your hair as you talked or just sat in silence
A/N: AHH OMG YOU’RE SO SWEET THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR FOLLOWING ME AND REQUESTING!!!! I’m so glad my writing makes your day <3 It means so much to me to hear that. I will be doing both of these requests for you sweetie if that’s okay!! I’ll be posting the other one soon~ Thank you so much again!