she is the main reason i always watch women's high jump

something so magic about you (1/1)

Summary: CS Modern AU. Emma Swan just found the perfect gift for Mary Margaret’s birthday. The only problem? A blue-eyed stranger with a ridiculously attractive face and accent just stole it from right under her nose.

Rating: T

Warning: some swearing here and there

Word Count: ~6300

A/N: Hey guys! This is my first Captain Swan fic so be gentle with me - or not - anyway, please let me know how I did it with this one-shot! :)

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She dashes hastily through the busy street, pushing her legs to their maximum capacity without flat out running. She needs to find a nice shop before closing time and buy a gift for Mary Margaret that would settle somewhere in the “decent” category. She knows the rush is completely her own damn fault, as she’s been procrastinating to the point of ridiculousness. Really, she should just pull herself together to complete all the things that she needs to get done and get them done in time at that.

Except, she’s not exactly the paragon of a good friend, or soon to be sister in law at the moment. She’s forever putting things off to the point that ultimately, they have to be done in a rush because it’s at the very last minute, as is happing now. It’s not like she had a year or anything to figure out what to get to Mary Margaret for her birthday.

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My Father the Stranger - Part 2

So I’m not sure how popular this is going to be, but I’m really enjoying writing it and in the end I guess that is the most important thing. I’ve just recently started to branch out into Supernatural fanfics and only have a few followers of that type so far. I mostly stick with my main man Negan, but there is just something about John Winchester that I can’t avoid writing about.

For anyone reading this for the first time, the premise of this story is a slight AU where the boys and John are hunting together just after Sam left school and they stumble across an old flame of John’s and their adult daughter. I was very intrigued with Adam’s story and had a hard time believing that he could be the ONLY illegitimate John Winchester love child out there.  I mean, have we seen the man?

Part One can be found Here.

Originally posted by negandarylsatisfaction



Our conversation went well into the night, lasting until the last patron had left the bar and it was just the five of us. Mostly we talked small talk, only bringing up heavy hitting questions once an hour or so. I noticed Momma trying to subtly check in on me constantly, but other than still being in shock I was doing just fine. 

John seemed like a decent man. Maybe a little troubled, and rough around the edges, definitely mysterious, but decent nonetheless. 

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Blame Me (Final) - Bucky Barnes

Originally posted by james-spock

Part 1  ➽   Part 2 ➽  Part 3 ➽  Part 4  ➽   Part 5


Summary: The reader and Bucky have a big argument after she met in secret someone from her past. Saying things that he doesn’t mean it and realizing his mistake too late when she already broke before his eyes. But even with Tony’s help, things didn’t end well. The consequences are a torment for everyone, especially for Bucky, and Tony chose to follow a risk. And now everyone has to face the consequences.      

N/A: Alright, it took damn long. But it’s over. Thank you for your support, my sweeties. Thank you for helping me, @writingfortheavengers my boo. And, well, I hope you guys enjoy it. 

⠀⠀⠀⠀ Bucky’s mind went blank for a moment, processing the words he had heard. It couldn’t be true, she was dead, there was no way to save her. Everyone said that to him. A shiver ran through his body, his heart beating too fast in his chest and Bucky didn’t think twice to push Steve away from his path, making him fall against the wall. The former assassin ran as fast as his body could stand, the explosions had stopped but he could hear the screams of pure hate. (Y / N). His heart sank in the chest, the pain he felt was coming back and hitting him like a truck. This was all his fault. 

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What Happens In Vegas

Pairing - Jungkook x Reader (Taehyung is a main character as well)

Genre - Stripper Au

Word Count - 2778

Part 4/?

Warnings - Sexually Explicit Content (Y/n Is a stripper)

A/n - For anyone who reads my “Assassin” fanfic, I want you to know that I’m working hard on it just having a bit of writer’s block. Anyways I hope you enjoy this part. Thanks for reading! (:

Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part SevenPart Eight

My work week had gone by really fast. I had been really busy with clients and in my spare time I was on the phone with Jungkook. I found myself anticipating his call, I was growing fond of the sound of his voice.

Because Tae didn’t want me talking to him I had to sneak around, which made me feel bad at times. But it was all friendly. It wasn’t like we were flirting or anything of the sort, we were simply conversating.

The last couple of weeks we talked about a lot, anything and everything. I found it extremely easy to talk to Jungkook, he wasn’t judgmental and listened to everything I had to say. I didn’t talk to many people on a daily basis besides Taehyung and the clients at my job so i found it nice having a friend to talk to.

Jungkook was going to be in town to meet with an author that lived out here this weekend, and we had planned to meet up. We weren’t going to meet up at the club for obvious reasons, but we were still undecided as to were we were going to meet.

I was at the club and needed to speak with Taehyung, I wanted to find out how busy he’d be this weekend so I could see if I could meet Jungkook. His office was on the third floor of the club in the back so I made up there.

He had the door slightly cracked and I could hear female laughter. From her extremely high-pitched laugh I could already guess who it was. I opened the door and saw Stephanie who was not wearing any clothes sitting on Taehyung’s lap. As soon as she saw me she jumped off of his lap and grabbed the robe she had on his desk.

“Am I interrupting something?” I asked as Taehyung’s eyes shot up at me.

“Not at all, she was just showing me something.” He said.

“Bullshit.” I scoffed crossing my arms at my chest.

“Get out.” Taehyung said to Stephanie directing her to the door. He closed it behind her and faced me.

“What’s wrong with my baby girl?” He asked softly stroking my cheek.

“Don’t touch me.” I said swatting away at his hand.

“I don’t like that tone, y/n.” He said walking back to his desk and sitting down on it.

“You do this every time you hire someone new, am I not enough for you?” I asked.

“I’m not cheating on you, we were just messing around. Calm down.”

“Calm down? Do you know how humiliating this is for me? Everyone knows that my boyfriend is screwing other women!” I yelled.

“Watch your mouth! I am not screwing anyone.” He snapped back. “She was just showing me her new dance. You know I have to approve all of the new girl’s dances.”

“I don’t like the feeling of sharing you with other women Tae.”

“You aren’t sharing me, I’m all yours. I come home to you every night and I wake up to your extremely sexy face every morning. These other girls wish they could have that, but they don’t only you do.” He explained as he grabbed my hand and pulled me in closer to him.

He was wasn’t lying or being over dramatic. All of the girls at the club wanted to date the rich, attractive young man who owned the club and I had him. I’ve always had him. That fact made some girls treat me differently. Some girls treated me like royalty because I was dating their boss. Other girls treated me like the plaque because they thought that if they hung around me I would go back and tell Tae the illegal things they were doing in his place of business.

A lot of the girls were involved in heavy drug abuse, they would either get high once they left the stage or before. A lot of girls had so much shit going on in their lives that they felt like drug abuse was their only escape. Most of the girls did drugs and they thought that they were hiding it, they weren’t. Tae knew exactly what they were doing, he just didn’t care.

When I walked out of Tae’s office Stephanie was standing outside of the door.

“Y/n, don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not sleeping with Taehyung oppa, I would never do that.” She said.

“Don’t go into his office anymore alright? Go back down stairs and meet clients.” I told her.

“Okay.” She replied as she turned around to walk away.

I was annoyed just by looking at her. She knew exactly what was she doing. She was trying to seduce Tae, hoping that he would leave me and date her. Poor girl, she really had no idea what she was getting herself into.

She was fooling herself if she thought that Tae would date anyone besides me. Girls come and go, but I am the only one that stays in his life. He may flirt around with them from time to time but he would never make them his.

The only good thing that came about walking in on Tae was that he was feeling guilty. He’d never admit it but when I told him I wanted to take a day off this weekend he agreed to it, easily. He said that he was going out of town for the weekend and he wanted me to relax.

I took out my phone to text Jungkook and let him know that I could meet him.

Jungkook’s POV

Originally posted by dabbingjungkookie

Jungkook took out his phone to read his messages. Y/n had replied that she had some time this weekend to meet him. He was feeling excited, just talking to her was not enough. He really wanted to see her and he would be able to this weekend.

They had no clue where they would meet. Jungkook thought about it for a while, movies? Dinner? No no that was too boring and typical.

“What are you thinking about?” Jimin asked as he walked over to Jungkook’s desk. Before Jimin had finally decided to propose to his girlfriend he had dated around a lot. He knew what girls liked  and Jungkook thought that he could use that to his advantage.

“If you were going on a date that’s technically not a date with someone, where would you take them?” He asked.

“Date? Bro it’s been so long since you’ve dated. Who is it with?” He asked.

“It’s with a friend, and this friend is currently in a relationship. So we need to do something that isn’t necessarily romantic.”

“So you are dating a girl who is already dating someone?” Jimin asked.

“I’m not “dating” her per-se we are just spending time together.“ Jungkook replied resulting in a look of disbelief from Jimin.

“Who is this girl? Tell me who she is and I can give you a good idea of where to take her.” Jimin said.

“You don’t know her. Just give me some ideas, I need to leave soon so I can get on the road before it gets too dark.”

“Wow, you really don’t want me to know do you? Okay well why don’t you let her choose? If she picks the place it basically guarantees that you guys will have fun.

"Smart idea. Thanks man.” Jungkook said standing up from his desk and heading out with Jimin.

“Tell me who she is.” Jimin said as they rode down the elevator.

“Later.” Jungkook said as the elevator opened and he walked out leaving Jimin confused and curious.

By the time Jungkook arrived in Vegas it was pretty late. He had planned to meet Y/n tomorrow so he decided he’d check into his hotel and get ready for bed.

The next morning he woke up and got dressed. He wore a navy blue shirt with a  leather jacket and jeans. He then decided to text y/n to see if she was on her way.

Jungkook told y/n to pick the place for them to meet and she chose the state fair. He planned to meet her there so after he was dressed he headed there.

Once he was there he waited for her to show up. Within a few minutes she called him to let him know she was there and they met at the entrance.

“Hey, you look nice.” Y/n said as she greeted him.

“You look, wow.” Jungkook said as she examined her. This was his first time seeing her outside of the club. She was wearing shorts and a simply shirt but she looked gorgeous.

“Thank you.” She replied smiling at him.

Jungkook bought their tickets and the headed inside of the park. It was crowed so they were walking pretty close to each other.

“How was your drive here?” She asked.

“Not too bad it only takes me around and hour and a half to get here.” He replied.

“How was your work week?”

“Same as always, nothing spectacular happened really.” She answered.

“Wow, I haven’t been to the fair in forever.” She said looking around.

“Yeah, neither have I. What should we do first?” He asked.

“There are so many rides I want to try. How about we do that first.”

Jungkook and y/n spent their time getting on a lot of the rides at the park. Jungkook would steal glances at y/n and he couldn’t helped but smile.

She had a constant look of enjoyment on her face, as if she was remembering a good time she had previously had when she rode the rides. She smiled often when Jungkook was with her but today was different. Her smile was lighting up Jungkook’s world and he was almost worried that she would notice if he stared for too long.

“I guess now it’s the part of the night were I show off how much of a man I am by winning you a stuffed animal.” Jungkook said as they walked passed the games.

Y/n let out a soft chuckle. “Well you could but I don’t know how my boyfriend would react if another guy won me a prize.” She said.

“Ah, I had almost forgotten about him.” He said looking down awkwardly. It was true, for a while Jungkook felt like he was on a date with a regular girl who was single. He had forgotten he was on a date that wasn’t technically a date with a stripper who had a possessive boyfriend.

He had totally forgotten about Y/n’s background for a while. Being with her he only saw who she was in that moment. The smart, beautiful and charming woman that he found irresistible.

“Me too, almost.” She replied interrupting his thoughts.

“Really?” He asked.

“Well I mean you are just so entertaining with your corny jokes that I haven’t been thinking about my boyfriend.” She replied.

“You think my jokes are corny? I am so hurt.” Jungkook replied placing his hand over his chest.

“Your jokes are very corny. But I like it, it makes me laugh.”

“Well, I’m glad my corny jokes can be of amusement to you. You ready to eat?” Jungkook asked looking around for a food stand.

“Yeah, I’m starving. Come on, I’ll show you the best place to get food here.” She said grabbing his hand and intertwining it with his as they walked along.

They ordered their food and then y/n led Jungkook to less crowed place where they could sit while they ate.

“This is nice.” Jungkook said as they sat down and he took in the scenery.

“Yeah, I used to come here a lot but I haven’t been back since my parent’s passed.” She replied.

“I see. Well I’m glad we came today.” He added.

“Me too, I’m glad that I’m here with you.” She said smiling at him.

“Are you cold?” Jungkook said removing his jacket and placing it over her shoulders.

“I think he’s cheating on me Jungkook.” Y/n said out of the blue.

“Really? Why do you think that?” He asked.

“I don’t know, I just feel it.”

“Why don’t you confront him about it?” Jungkook asked.

“He’ll just deny it. Then he’ll get upset with me for accusing him.” She replied.

“Does he hit you?” Jungkook asked. He had been wondering for a while now but didn’t want to put her in an awkward place by asking.

“No, he would never hit me.”

“Okay, just making sure. No one deserves to be treated like that.” Jungkook told her. He felt like there was a thin line he didn’t want to cross when talking about her boyfriend. He wanted to make sure he didn’t talk to negatively about him as to not offend Y/n but he couldn’t stand the guy. He noticed that when they lingered over the topic of him or how he treated her for too long Y/n would change the subject of the conversation. Jungkook didn’t know if it was because she felt guilty spending time with him or if she really just didn’t like talking about her boyfriend.

“This is really good.” Y/n said taking a drink of her shake.

“Here.” She said as she offered the cup to Jungkook to try.

“That is good.” Jungkook said trying it.

“Try this.” He said as he placed some of his food on fork and feeding it to her and then wiping the piece of food that got stuck to her lip off.

“Wow, I should’ve ordered that.” She exclaimed.

Jungkook watched her as she ate. She would nod her head a lot and hum a bit when she ate something. He thought that even the way she did that was cute.

“Is there something on my face?” She asked self consciously.

“What? No why?”

“Because you’ve been staring at me all day.” She said using the napkin to wipe her face.

“I have, really? Sorry. Your are just so damn beautiful.” He finally said. He thought that he had said that in his head but y/n’s expression proved that he had actually said it out loud. Although honestly, he didn’t regret it.

“Really?” Y/n said looking down.

“Yes, why is that a shock to you?” He asked.

“I don’t know, It kind of freaks me out how my heart reacts to you complimenting me.” She said.

“How does your heart react?”

“Not the way someone who is in a committed relationship should react to compliments.”

“I shouldn’t have said anything I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” He said.

“No, no. I’m not uncomfortable at all. I like this, whatever we are doing.” She said.

“Me too. I like this too.” Jungkook had no clue what they were doing either. He would be lying if he said this was just a friend spending time with another friend. He knew that he selfishly wanted to be more than friends with y/n, but at the time that was impossible. Jungkook tried to decided if he should use his better judgement and run, as fast as he could. He didn’t want to, he couldn’t at this point. He desired to be in y/n’s life in anyway that she allowed him to.

“Oh by the way, what time are you meeting with the author?” She asked.“

"I’m meeting him around five.” He said looking at his watch.

“Oh, should we leave now?”

“Yeah I guess I should head over there.” He said. He was a bit disappointed that he had to leave. He hadn’t been able to see y/n in weeks and even though they had spent the entire afternoon together he didn’t want it to end yet.

They soon decided to leave exiting the park. Jungkook walked y/n to her car and It was a long walk so Jungkook made sure to savor every minute of that time talking to her. When they finally arrived to her car he opened the door for her.

“I had fun.” She said.

“I had a great time, thank you for meeting me. Maybe we can see each other before I go back to Cali?” He asked.

“I’d love that.” She said.

“Okay, I’ll call you.”


Jungkook opened his arms to engulf y/n in a hug. He didn’t mean to do it, but it just happened. Being honest he wanted to kiss her, but he knew better.

“You are really warm.” She said as she snuggled closer to his chest.

Jungkook looked down at y/n and decided he couldn’t help himself anymore.

He pressed a soft kiss on her head and pulled her a bit closer. Y/n looked up at him and smiling and he finally released her from the hug.

“Well I guess I’ll see you later.” She said.

“See you.”

Pokemon High School Headcanons

I know there’s some awful fanfiction out there for Pokemon high school aus but I figured why not. I’m jumping on the bandwagon, if these are cheesy as hell… well what else would you expect from a high school au? Seriously, if anyone knows a decent one I could read, I would be amazed and eat that shit up fast.

Ash would be that kid who tried out for the soccer team but was instead put on as the water boy/bench warmer. Then he’d have that cliche chance to prove himself when a player is injured at a big game and he gets to play blows everyone away and all that. He’d also be insanely popular, lots of friends, no one really knows why but he just knows everyone.

Misty would be on the swim team but one year Ash taunts her saying she couldn’t play other sports so she kicks his ass in soccer and forces herself on the boys team. Basically she’s a terrifying entity and a fearful legend to opposing teams. She’s also be a crap student, particularly when in a class with Ash, those two can’t shut up.

Brock would be that one dude in the Home Economics and Parenting classes. He does this for two reasons, the first being that he actually enjoys those classes, the second being that it means he’s surrounded by women. He’d be the school flirt, no girl has been left untouched by his charms. Sadly they don’t often have the intended effect.

Tracey would be that art kid who everyone is a little creeped out by. He’s a nice guy but when he’s sketching people can’t help but feel like they’re being watched.

Gary would be that guy everyone wants to shag. There isn’t much question about it. He’s good at sports but his inner nerd loves Science too much to try out for any teams. Instead he just mixes compounds and looks sexy in a lab coat.

May would be that ditzy student who is surprisingly talented in music but didn’t realize it until someone pretty much smacked her in the face. I can see her doing a lot of musical theatre and playing instruments. She’d be the type to forget there was a performance and then show up and wing it, not really knowing what she was doing but still nailing it. Classic scatterbrain.

Max is in middle school. No high school for him. He’d totally be that kid you’d steal notes from though.

Drew does a lot of musical theater like May, often playing lead roles, he’s a pretty nice guy and known for his singing voice. The only person he treats like trash is May, but that’s mostly because he’s a dork and doesn’t know how to react to a pretty girl he likes :)

Harley is the senior that everyone knows that once he graduates he will become a gay porn star. A very fabulous one.

Dawn would have similar interests as May, dabbling in music and the arts. She’s very popular with the male population but no one can figure out if she doesn’t realize it or just doesn’t give a shit because she doesn’t pay any attention to dating. She’d be a cheerleader for the sole purpose of cheering on Ash and chewing out Paul for being an ass.

Paul is the soccer team captain, known for his harsh… leadership? He rarely responds to anyone and most people just leave him alone because of ridiculous rumors about him, such as the one about him murdering the captain of another team in cold blood. In reality he is just a socially awkward dork with a weird need to play soccer.

Iris would be that kid playing pranks everywhere, that kid who runs in the halls even when teachers tell her not to. She hold the unofficial title of School Acrobat because she can literally climb anything and you never know what exactly she’s doing. She calls everyone childish despite her own attitude.

Cilan would be the peanut butter to Iris’s jelly, he’s dramatic and makes a spectacle of everything. He’s does a lot of dance and drama due to his personality. He’s an overall much better behaved person compared to Iris.

Burgundy spreads malicious rumors about Cilan… constantly. That’s literally all people know her for… that and her twitter/facebook rants.

Georgia is at war with Iris. To others it’s just pranks but to her it’s life or death. Their rivalry matches that of Ash and Paul.

Trip is similar to Tracey. Kind of creepy. He takes pictures all the time and no one knows exactly what he’s photographing which scares people. He has a blog too.

Clemont is a Science Nerd and the hero of the robotics club. Despite his nerdiness he is secretly the object of many female’s affections because of how freaking precious he is, but he has no idea. He always goes to Ash’s soccer games even though he hates soccer, he’s just a nice guy like that.

Serena is a dancer and basically the most precious person in school, she’s super nice and is friends with everyone, obscure or popular. She is also on the cheer team since she’s good at dancing but her main reason for trying out was so she could watch Ash play. She has a not so secret crush on him that everyone recognizes… except Ash. 

Bonnie is also still in Middle School, but she’d be the one swiping Max’s notes for sure.

Jessie is that teacher that everyone is terrified of.  Everyone wonders if she has a side job as a dominatrix due to her appearance and behavior.

James is the teacher who no one can figure out. He’s super close with Jessie but no one can figure out if they’re shagging or if he’s gay. He also brings his cat to work a lot.

And there you have it, my not serious at all headcanons about Pokemon characters in high school. Sorry if these were awful, but they were fun to come up with.

Captain America/The Joker PT 2

Requested by @imaginationss

Warning(s): Man Abusing Woman - One of the reasons I can’t ship Harley and Joker is because of how abusive he is with her. Suicide Squad didn’t really touch on the abuse, but if you watch the cartoon or read the comics, you’ll understand.

A/N: If you or someone you know is in an abusive relationship, please know that you’re not alone and someone is always there to help whether it be a teacher, parent, police officer or any adult. I apoligize for any typos! Please Like and Relog if you like, It would truly mean a lot. Feel free to Request anything! Don’t worry, I won’t bite :) Hope you enjoy

Prompt: You and Steve had gotten into a huge fight causing you to resign as an Avenger. After a while of being down, you joined a new group. #NewSquadOldFeelings

“You killed her.”

Those words sent a shot to Steve’s heart; he felt himself collapse on the inside. He looked at you with such a hurt expression that you felt the urge to hug him, kiss him, tell him that everything was going to be alright and that the girl he fell in love with was still in there…but you couldn’t. He hurt you in the worst way - he through your biggest weakness in your face the day that you had you huge fight.

Peggy Carter.

You respected Agent Carter and looked up to her for quite some time. You respect and admiration for her turned into hurt and jealousy when you found out about her special relationship with Captain Rogers. You weren’t jealous or mad at first, after all, Steve wasn’t your first love and you didn’t expect yourself to be his first. Your insecurities just always got the best of you. Of all people that could have been Steve’s first love, it had to be one of the strong women you looked up to.

During the fight you and Steve had, He threw your insecurity in your face. After he accused you of cheating on him with Bucky, you said something along the lines of “Well, he wouldn’t treat me like a child,” and Steve threw back, “Well, Peggy never talk to me like this!” After that, He continued saying Peggy was always the superior one and if he had the chance, he wouldn’t have crashed the plane in the water; he would have lived a long and luxurious life with Peggy. You slapped him and ran out of you shared apartment. That was when you left the Avengers Tower for good and began your new life

“(Y/n), I ne-” Steve started, but was cut off by the sound of sirens outside of the church. You ran out to see all of your friends laying on the ground. You walk down the stairs,

“What the hell happened here?” You asked high-pitched voice. There was a SWAT team consisting of 4 people with helmets on and three of them had guns.

“You are villains after all, how were you not expecting this?” Tony smirked and the blood in your body began to boil. Steve walked out of the church and frowned,

“You turned her in, Tony?” He asked with a little bit of anger in his voice.

“She’s a villain now, Steve. This is the path she chose. Plus, I didn’t call them in.” You stared at the SWAT team, getting a vibe that something was off.  The Avengers slowly realized that the SWAT team was not called for. The main guy slowly took off his helmet glasses revealing the last person you expected to see.

“Puddin’!” You excitedly squealed while wrapping your arms around him. He chuckled,

“Let’s go home.” He smiled. The Swat team started shooting at the Avengers and you and Joker jumped into the car. The team jumped in the back and the Joker stepped on the gas pedal.

You found yourself walking into a building excitedly. Mr. J had discarded the SWAT team apparel and was in his familiar Purple and Green attire. “What’s the plan now, Puddin’?” You giggled as you stood and looked at him. He has his back turned towards you and his head down. He took a deep breath and recovered himself, turning around and grinning,

“Come, My dear (Y/N). Follow me.” He hauntingly said as he walked up the stairs. You skipped to the steps and followed him. The stairs were endless; it seemed like when you thought you were done, there was another set. You finally made it up to the top with Mr. J and walked to the side with him. You peaked down to see large containers filled with a tan colored liquid. You looked over to him,

“What’s goin’ on, Mistah J?” You asked curiously.

“That Captain guy is what’s going on, (Y/N). The Avengers being here will ruin my plan of Killing the Bat.”

“I’m sorry, Mistah J. I don’t want him or any of them here.”

“Are you sure about that? I know all about your past life, (y/n).” He said breathlessly while caressing your pink pigtail. “I know about you past relations.”

“That’s doesn’t matter now. I’m all yours.” You stated.

“How can I be sure."He hums to himself while he looks to the edge. ”(Y/N), Would you live for me?“ He asks while backing away.

"Of course.” You state.

“Prove it, please, please please, prove it,” he uncomfortably and hauntingly begged. You looked to the edge and knew what you had to do. You took a deep breath and nodded to him. Lifting you arms ups, you left yourself wall backwards off the ledge and fall towards a container. You landed in the thick liquid and lost consciousness. The Joker smiled and was about to walk away until he came to a realization that she is part of his plan; he needs her to kill the Bat and the Cap. He groaned before turning around and jumping into the container, retrieving your limp body and preforming mouth-to-mouth resesitation. You felt your lungs fill with air and you regained consciousness, looking up at the man you believed to love you.

He helped you out of the container. You shivered as you both made you way to a locker room nearby. You went in the womens and he went in the mens. You showered and washed your clothes off, fixing your hair. Unfortunately, there was no way to dry your clothes so you were forced to suffer in the wet clothing. An hour later, you walk to the office area and see Mr. J sitting at a desk. “Mistah J?” You ask quietly.

“Come in, (Y/N).” He gestured for you to come near him. You recognized the room as an electroshock therapy room. You took a deep breath and realized what he was going to have you do to prove your love for him and you felt a chill go down your spine.

“Yes, Puddin’?” You stood in front of the desk.

“Lay down,” You pointed to the makeshift bed beside you. You followed instructions and waited while he took his purple jacket off and walked to your head. He began to caress you piggy tail, “My dear, (Y/N). I have big plans for us, but they can’t be accomplished unless you do this one task for me.”

“Anything.” You said breathlessly. He sadistically smiled and grabbed the electroshock headpiece.

“It’s time to start fresh and you can’t do that with your memories.”

“Are you gonna kill me?”

“No, No, Of course not. I’m just gonna hurt you…really…really bad.” He grinned and put the headpiece on you. He put a belt in your mouth for you to bite down on and started the machine. You felt the electricity go into your brain and bit down on the belt before losing consciousness.

“Captain Rogers, We still can’t find her. Would you like me to do a scan of the whole city?” Vision asked Steve.

“Yes, Please.” Steve said and Vision nodded before flying away.

“Why can’t you just let go? She’s a villain now and it seems like she’s moved on.” Tony stated annoyingly.

“I’m not giving up on her. Something was off about that clown.” Steve frowned.

“Yea, everything was wrong with him.” Sam intervened.

“Tony, she changed. Nothing I said could have made you change everything about herself. It has to do with that Joker guy, I know it does and I’m going to help her. She isn’t a villain; I knew her better than that.” Steve stated strongly.

“She’s changed since then, Steve. How can you be for sure?” Sam asked.

“Because, I told you, I know (Y/N) and she’s better than this.” Right at that moment, It started raining bullets. Airplanes flew around the group and shot at them starting a huge brawl. The heroes fought the unknown threats and Tony took down one place but the other damaged his rocket jets and he lost flight. Herds of people began to flood out of the plane that was taken down and attacked the group. Sam lost flight after an arrow meant for the plane in the air hit his wing and exploded. Most of the group was sedated with the same serum that was used on the Suicide Squad.

After you left, your friends were taken back the Gotham’s Prison while Steve made the group stay to look for you. Soon, Steve was the only person standing and he fought off the herd of soldiers in black. The plane still flying landed after Steve took out all of the man and you walked out with you red and blue hammer. “(Y/N)?” You raised your eyebrow.

“Who the hell of (Y/N)?” You asked. One of your soldiers stood up and hit Rogers in the head causing him to wall. “Get'em boys, but don’t kill him! Mistah J wants him alive.” You smirk as you skip back onto the plane and the boys follow.

You smiled at your handy-work. You had Steve strapped to a chair. After Mr.J wiped you, the only thing that he told you was that your name is Harley and you were to stay here and look pretty. You stood in the office room as he left to go look for the Bat. That’s when you found his plans to capture Captain America and experiment on him to try and recreate the Super Soldier Serum for himself. You decided to help you puddin’ out and get Captain Rogers yourself.

“HARLEY!” You heard a yell as the doors opened, revealing your Mistah J.

“Puddin’! You’re just in time to see Cap-” You were cut off you felt a sting on your cheek and fell to the floor. Mr. J had slapped you so hard to the point where tears were welling up in your eyes.

“HEY!” Steve shouted angrily. It hurt him to see you in pain and he wasn’t going to let The Joker get away with it.

“I’ll be with you in just a moment.” The Joker said to Captain Rogers before turning back towards you.

“But Puddin’! I don’t understand! Don’t you want to get rid of Captain America?” You asked, looking up at him. He crouched down to yell at you and you flinched,

“Only if I do it, Idiot!”

“But, It’s still your plan. See!” You pulled out a paper out of your back pocket. The paper that The Joker had planned out his scheme, “It’s everything, just like you said. Now it all works.”

“Except that you had to explain it to me and if you have to explain a joke, there is no joke!” He took the paper and ripped it up. He growled while you stood up, gained your balance and grabbed your hammer.

“Now, calm down, Puddin’.” You warned him as you backed up and he walked towards you.

“You’ve forgotten what I told you a long time ago. One of the painful truths of comedy:  You always take shots from folks that just don’t get the joke!” He yelled as you backed to the window. He grabbed your shoulders and pushed you out of the second story window. You fell down until you collided with top of a car. “and don’t call me puddin’!” He shouted from the window before turning his attention to Captain Rogers.

Steve saw red as soon as he saw you thrown out the window. He busted out of the bondage you put him in and grabbed his shield. He threw it at The Joker’s head, causing him to fall to the floor. Steve ran over and began to have a fist-fight the the clown. The brawl grew more epic as the time passed, with new foreign objects being brought into the mix. Steve through one final blow at your abuser, causing him to be knocked unconscious. Steve didn’t want to leave until he knew the clown was dead, but his desire to go and check on you was increasingly unbearable. He ran down the stairs and outside, running to the vehicle you have fallen on.

He picked you up off the car and sat you down on the road. You had tears in your eyes as you looked up to the clouds. “It’s my fault…I didn’t get the joke.” You put your head in your hands. Steve began rubbing your back,

“It’s not your fault. No man should ever put there hands on a woman like that.” Steve soothingly states.

“I…I don’t know who I am anymore.” You state as you wipe away your tears. “He wiped me. I…I don’t remember anything.” You frowned. Steve felt his heart drop; not only did he lose his best friend because of brainwashing, but he almost lost his best girl as well because of electroshock.

“I’ll help you remember. I know who you are.”

“Who am I?”

“You’re (Y/N).” He moved a piece of hair that had fallen out of you pony tail, out of your face. “You’re my best girl.”

“Well, Steve…Will you help me remember who I am?” You ask. It hurts Steve to see the woman he loves, so confused.

“Of course I will.” He said, causing you to smile a little. “I’ll start with this.” He grinned as he put a hand on your cheek and leaned down, bringing you into a very gentle, longing and emotional kiss.


Ashton: “Miss (Y/L/N)?” you put the magazine down and got up following the nurse back for your checkup. After being weighed and getting your height measured, you sat waiting for the doctor. There was a knock on the door and Dr. Benson came in. “Hi (Y/n), how’re you today?” “I’m good.” “And why are you here today?” “Just time for my checkup.” She nodded her head and tapped on the clipboard. “So just some general questions about your health, have you been having any chest pains?” You nodded your head no. “Back pains?” “Nope.” “How about any headaches or problems breathing?” “No, generally speaking I’ve been feeling great.” “That’s good to hear, now just one more question. When is the last time you had your menstrual cycle?” You thought back, eyes widening when you realized that you were over a week late. “Uh the fifth of last month.” “Is it normal for you to be late?” “A day or two at most, but not nine.” “Have you been stressed lately? I find that in young women that always has an effect.” “A little bit yeah.” “Just calm yourself down, and everything will be fine. Well if you have no more questions for me I will see you again in two years.” You said your goodbyes and paid for your visit and then headed out to your car. You were sitting in traffic and slightly panicking about the fact that your period was late and you hadn’t noticed, you thought about what Dr. Benson had said about being stressed; you had just moved into a new apartment and the whole week leading up to that had been one of the most stressful ones you’d in a while. That week being the reason that you went out almost three weeks ago with Courtney. Shit, that was the night you went home with him. Your heart began beating just at the memory of what happened that night. “Fuck!” you whispered to yourself. “Am I pregnant?”

Michael: “How much did you drink last night? Jesus (Y/n)!” Michael called through the locked bathroom door. “Oh fuck off Mikey! I was your designated driver; you know I didn’t drink anything! Not even a shot of tequila.” “Well then you must’ve ate something bad because why the fuck else do people spend an entire day throwing up.” Your smartass response was interrupted by another wave of bile coming up from your stomach and out of your mouth. This day turned out to be pretty shitty, well not just today but the past week. You had slept with Michael a month ago, being too high and drunk to realize what was happening until you woke up the next morning. You had initially freaked out but Michael calmed you down saying it was just a onetime thing and the both of you just moved on as if nothing had happened. Then about a week after that, Jordan, your ex, called you up and the next thing you knew you were lying naked next to him in the morning. It was a never ending cycle with him because not even 24 hours later you were crying on Michael’s couch about him. You sighed, leaning back against the tub and wiped the corner of your mouth. “Are you still alive in there?” “Shove it up your ass Clifford.” “I’ll leave that to Luke (Y/n).” “Ew, don’t make me throw up again.” It was silent then, but you could hear a faint tapping, assuming that Michael was texting someone, you were wrong however. “Oh! I know! Maybe you have the flu!” “What gives you that idea?” “Google. Well either that or you’re pregnant. Which is ridiculous.” “Yeah, it’s probably just a bug or something.” You managed to get those words past your lips, but your mind was going one hundred miles a minute. One main phrase repeating itself over and over again, ‘Could I be pregnant?’

Calum: You were spending the day with Calum slowly making your way through the house, cleaning room by room. You had both started in the living room, and slowly you left Calum alone, because he started taking too long going through all his old tour keepsakes. “Cal, I’m going upstairs to the bedroom.” “Yea sure.” You laughed at your husband knowing that he had no idea what you just yelled to him. You seemed to be making quick progress through the dressers, but that seemed to stop when you reached the closet and you saw your heating pad just sitting in basket in the corner. Seeing it caused you to stop and think; you started counting back, trying to remember the last time you used it to soothe your cramps. Your heart started racing as the number of days got bigger, you quickly turned and went into the bathroom, looking at the stash of tampons and realizing that you were late. You slumped down onto the floor next to the sink, and starting counting, actually counting how many days it had been. “Babe?” Calum’s voice rang through the house, but you didn’t hear it at all. “Hello? (Y/n)?” You still didn’t notice that Cal was trying to get your attention until you felt his hand on your shoulder, causing you to jump. “Woah, what’s going on? Are you okay?” You nodded your head and looked up at him with wide eye. “I’m late.” He looked at you with a confused expression, “What do you mean ‘late?” “I mean I haven’t needed the heating pad in over a month, and when is the last time I sent you to the store to buy tampons or chocolate?” You watched as his eyes lit up as he realized what you meant. “Are you pregnant?!”

Luke: “Wake up Lukey!” you poked your boyfriends cheek trying to wake him up from his deep slumber. “I just got home last night babe, please just let me sleep.” “But I missed you Lukey.” You heard him grumble and you were going to give up and get up by yourself when the bed shifted and Luke engulfed you in his arms. “I missed you too (Y/n), sorry I’m cranky babe.” “No, I’m sorry, you just got back I should let you catch up on sleep.” He pecked your forehead and held you closer to him. “There are plenty of other things that I would love to catch up on too.” His lips found their way to your neck and you giggled, playfully pushing him away. “Luuuke, you got enough two weeks ago when you surprised me.” “But two weeks without you is long babe.” You bit your lip and an idea popped into your head. “Okay fine, go brush your teeth and I’ll get things ready in here.” You could swear that you’ve never seen him move so fast. You crawled out of the bed and went into the closet where you keep Luke’s favorite outfits. You opened the box and were surprised when you found a little tin packet among the lace and silk. Your eyes bulged when you saw you haven’t taken your birth control in a month. Trying to think about how this could’ve happened you came to the conclusion that you must’ve placed it in there when you were rearranging the closet the other day. “Babe? Are you going to surprise me by coming out of the closet in something sexy again?” “Huh?” you asked walking out of the closet to see Luke sitting on the edge of the bed in his briefs. “What are you holding?” “My birth control.” “Why do you look so confused?” he asked again as you sat down next to him. “I haven’t taken it in a month.” “So can’t you just start taking it again?” “I don’t know, because you definitely weren’t wearing a condom two weeks ago.” His face paled and he looked at you with wide eyes. “Does this mean…?” “I might be pregnant Luke.”

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Gone Rogue - an Everlark ficlet

Originally posted by melynite

There was a great post last week, about making shitty pots. Challenge accepted ;)

This came out of a completely irreverent discussion with my fellow smutketeers @burkygirl and @peetabreadgirl, and is rated M for coarse language, sexual situations and terrible puns. Reader discretion is advised.

Gone Rogue

“This is pretty slummy, even for here,” Katniss breathed, looking up and down the deserted street. Desolation and neglect were evident in every abandoned storefront, every crumbling façade. But the marquee over the cinema, Sala de cine, had most of its bulbs illuminated.

Peeta nodded, distracted, as he triple checked his phone. He was sure this was the place, trip advisor listed it as the only English movie theatre in the province. “I can’t imagine it’s very popular,” he said, staring at the empty display boards where movie posters should have been, but where only pieces of torn paper remained, faded to unreadability by the relentless sun. “I haven’t heard a single word of English since we stepped off the bus.”

“I hope it’s air conditioned,” she grumbled, and he sighed.

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To Caryl or Bethyl? An Introspective Essay with a slight feminist slant

Okay, so to preface this whole thing I will let the following knowledge be known:

I’m a shipper. Always have been, always will be. I’ve shipped popular pairings (Ten/Rose, Ron/Hermione) and crackships (Godric/Jessica, Loki/Darcy). Shipping and I go way back. I even shipped Zutara (gasp!) and still loved Kataang. I never got the whole “ship” wars because it all just seemed like good fun and shipping has given me one of my favorite things: amazing fanfiction. I love well written fanfiction. Shipping has given me some of the best fanfiction I’ve ever read.

Make ships, not war, I always say…

… Well…

until recently that is.

As a long time Walking Dead fan, I have to be honest and say that I started to ship Caryl when I saw the look they shared after Carol took a pickaxe to Ed’s head. The ship didn’t really take off until the infamous Cherokee Rose scene, to be followed by Daryl interfering with Carol’s attempt to reach Walker Sophia. I was a goner…no way I’d ever get off the Caryl ship. I didn’t mind Andrea/Daryl, Michonne/Daryl, even Rick/Daryl, because I still had my ship and that’s all that mattered to me.

So, why does my face automatically scrunch up at the thought of Bethyl (or Deth, which personally I think is a much better ship name because a) its HILARIOUS, b) Isn’t all true love like dying)? I was taken aback.

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