she looks a lot like my crush

The Reveal We All Needed...

Before you start reading I just want to say… this is EXACTLY what it looks like… and probably what none of you are expecting XD So Enjoy, and remember, all blame goes to @marinette-buginette and @mr-hawkmoth who both gave me the idea for drunk shenanigans… 

And before you ask, I regret nothing.


Gabriel Agreste was a great many things. The leader of a fashion empire that he had built up from the dust. A powerful, influential figure within the city of Paris. Once, a loving husband. Occasionally a stern father. Recently, a man obsessed with gaining the power held by the Miraculous, the villain known as Hawkmoth.

But for the moment he was completely and utterly shit-faced.

“Aide-y Dream! We need to have a talk!”

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Don’t Say Anything (part 5)

Summary: You finally decide to tell Bucky that you’ve been in love with him since the day you met but what happens when you walk in on him with a girl? And not just any girl; Natasha.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Pietro Maximoff

A/N: Hiiiii sorry for the wait!


“What’s wrong? You bolted out of there so fast.” Bucky says, stepping inside your room.

You pull away from the hug but Wanda doesn’t fully release you from her hold. “I’m fine, I just felt sick.”

His eyebrows knit together. “Sick? Do you need me to get you some medicine? How sick? Like nausea? Stomach pains?”

“She’s fine now, Bucky.” Wanda snapped. “You can go back to the kitchen. I’ve got her.”

She was shooting daggers into his head. If looks could kill, he’d be dead. Bucky genuinely looked confused towards Wanda’s glares and her tone. He looks at you as if waiting for confirmation and you rub your eyes.

“Go, Bucky, I’m fine, really.” you say.

A look flashes over his features, something you can’t quite decipher before he turns around and leaves your room. You let out a sigh and turn back to Wanda who was frowning.

“That oblivious asshole.” she muttered under her breath.

“Can we just forget about him for like, forever?” you groan, causing Wanda to laugh.

“Whatever you want, Y/N.” she says. “Ooo! How about we go see my brother tomorrow! I know you haven’t seen him in a while and it’ll be good for you to get away from Bucky for a day.”

You shrug. “Yeah, okay. I miss that squirt anyways.”

“I’m sure he misses you too.” she lets you go and nods over to your bed. “Get some sleep. We’ll leave around eight.”

“Isn’t Pietro gonna get mad that we’re there so early? He’s not a morning person.” you say, sitting on your bed.

“Yeah but it’s alright. He’ll get over it.” Wanda shrugged.

You laugh and climb into bed, watching as Wanda left your room after bidding you goodnight. You lay there for a bit, excited that you would be seeing Pietro tomorrow.


“Get up!” Wanda shouted before jumping on you. “Get up, get up, get up!”

You let out an annoyed groan and reach over, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at the brunette. “Shut. Up.”

Wanda smiles. “Come on, we gotta hit the road.”

“I haven’t even had breakfast yet, Wanda.” you whine, opening one eye to look at her.

“We’ll go get breakfast with Pietro now come on.” she pulls you up and out of bed before handing you some clothes. “I took the liberty of getting some clothes for you. Hurry up and take a shower.”

You playfully roll your eyes and snatch the clothes from her, disappearing into the bathroom. You have absolutely no idea how someone can be so happy in the morning. After taking a shower and getting dressed, you find Wanda in the living room, on her phone.

“I’m ready.” you announce with a smile.

“Ready for what?” a groggy voice says from behind you. Both you and Wanda turn around, seeing Bucky standing there. It’s clear that he’s just woken up.

“We’re going to see my brother.” Wanda smiled. Bucky tenses up.

“Oh.” he nods. “Are you sure you have to go? I wanted to do something with you today.” he looks directly at you as he spoke.

“Um..” you cough. “Yeah. I haven’t seen Pietro in a while and I miss him.”

All he does is nod. The awkward silence makes it’s way towards you and Bucky but before it could get too awkward, Wanda comes up beside you and grabs your upper arm.

“Come on Y/N.”

You don’t hesitate, letting her drag you away from Bucky and out of the building, to her car. “I froze, oh my god I’m such an idiot. That was such an awkward silence and I hate awkward silences.”

Wanda puts the car in drive. “Don’t think about it too much.”


After a very long drive (actually it was only 20 minutes but you get very moody when you’re hungry) you finally make it to Pietro’s apartment. You go to knock but Wanda grabs your hand, stopping you.

“What? I’m gonna knock.” you say. She shakes her head and digs around her pocket before pulling out a key.

“I have a key. He gave it to me for emergencies only.” she tells you before unlocking the door.

The scent of vanilla dances around you as the two of you enter his apartment.

“He’s probably still sleeping.” Wanda whispered to you. She starts walking to Pietro’s room and you follow closely behind. Wanda quietly opens the door, revealing a sleeping Pietro facing the door. He was laying on his stomach and his face was squished into the pillow. He looked at peace.

You smile and walk towards his bed, laying down next to him while Wanda stood at the foot of his bed. She quietly counted to 3 before jumping on top of him, much similar to what she did to you that morning, and shouted ‘get up’. Pietro’s eyes snap open and he gasps, looking over at Wanda before glaring at her while she laughed.

“What the hell, младшая сестра!” he shouts, rubbing his eyes.

“I’m not little.” she states, moving over to sit down.

“I’m twelve minutes older than you.”

Wanda rolls her eyes before nodding her head over to you. “I brought you a present.”

“Thanks for objectifying me.” you spoke. Pietro looks over at you and a huge grin takes place on his lips.

“Y/N!” his arm reaches over and pulls you towards him, causing you to become squished between his arm and his chest.

“Hey Piet.” you laugh.

“What are you guys doing here?” he asks after hugging you.

“Can’t I just come by and see my loving brother with my friend?” Wanda sighs.

“You never want to see me.”

“Fine, you caught me.” she says. “Bucky has been giving her a hard time so I thought I’d bring her here to get away from him.”

Pietro looks at you. “Bucky’s been giving you a hard time?”

“Something like that.”

Pietro looks at you then at Wanda, obviously waiting for one of you to fill him in. Wanda rolls her eyes and looks over to you. “Can I tell him?”

You and Pietro look at each other and you nod. “Sure.”

And so Wanda tells Pietro everything, him nodding to signal that he understood what was being said. When she was done, he scoffed. “I could have told you that she liked Bucky.”

You and Wanda give him a look. “You mean you knew?”

“Yeah, it was obvious.” he shrugged.

“How did you find out? I never told anyone that I liked him.” you spoke.

“You didn’t have to.” he tells you. “Your body language says everything. Every time you were near Bucky you’d tuck your hair behind your ears and play with your fingers.”

“How did you-”

“I spend a lot of time studying people. I can’t believe no one has found out about your little crush.”

Wanda chuckled. “I wouldn’t call it little.”

You glare at her.

“Leave my love alone.” Pietro huffed, kicking his sister.

“I didn’t come here to be bullied.”

“Then you shouldn’t have came.”

“You know what-”

“Ugh, you guys are such siblings.” you roll your eyes at the two and they laugh. “Now that you’re all filled in on my tragic love life, can we go get something to eat because Wanda’s been starving me.”

Pietro chuckled. “Yeah, let me get changed.”


A/N: I’m. So. Tired. Anyways, bit short but oh whale. Tell me what ya think!

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How Do I Look? - Jughead x Reader

Request — Anonymous asked: Hi! So I was wondering if you could do an imagine where the reader is chubby and she has a crush on jughead but she doubts herself? Thanks so much

A/N — Aaa, I thought this request was too cute! I related to this a lot, since I do have BDD and I constantly put myself down for my weight, I know how hard it can be to accept yourself for you are. If you are going through a rough time about something similar and if you ever feel like you don’t fit in because of the way you look, I’m sure you guys are absolutely stunning. Everyone has their flaws and it can be hard to deal with on a daily basis, but trust me, you’re beautiful. I hope you enjoy!

Words: 1135

Warnings: Negative self talk, weight issues

(Y/N) , (S/C) , (Y/L/N) , (E/C) — Your name, skin colour, your last name, eye colour

She just stared at herself through the mirror in her room. She stared over what she was wearing, how she was wearing it, and what she thought about herself wearing it. It started from the top of her head to the bottom of her ankles. A shaky exhale managed to escape her lips, fighting back negative thoughts that surrounded her mind. (Y/N) was getting ready for a party that night. Her best friend and childhood crush, Jughead Jones, was over at her house as he was staying the night. You picked out what you were planning to wear to the party, something casual and not too fancy, just anything that made you feel comfortable. Once again, you eyed yourself over at the black skirt that clung to your (S/C) hips with a grey shirt tucked into it. Jughead walked out from the bathroom, finished getting changed as he didn’t want to invade your privacy.

“Almost ready?” He said, looking down at his phone as he was texting Archie for details. “As much as I hate parties, free food and music isn’t too bad.” He chuckled still keeping his eyes on his phone as he finished off writing his text, putting it in the back of his jeans as he finally made eye contact with you. His eyes widening, so captivated by such a beautiful sight, he was literally speechless. He swallowed hard, stuttering for the right words to come out so he didn’t make a full out of himself in front of such a stunning being. (Y/N) turned around from looking at herself in the mirror, now facing Jughead as her (E/C) eyes met his blue ones.

“W-Why are you staring? Is it the outfit? I-I knew I should have changed, and God it’s last minute, we’ll be late for the party!” (Y/N) blurted out, everything that could possibly go wrong rushed through her head. Jughead knew that she was freaking out about going the party, honestly he wouldn’t blame her, as he himself wasn’t in such a party mood, but anything to please the luck of the chances of getting somewhere with his all time crush, (Y/N), he did anything to make her happy.

“(Y/N), (Y/N), (Y/N), d-don’t freak out. What’s bothering you, can I help out?” Jughead asked, now scared that he did something wrong like walking in while she was still getting ready. He places his hands on her shoulders keeping her still.

“It’s just…” She paused. “I look so fat. What am I saying, I am so fat. All I see all the time is fat attached to my skin. Why can’t I just look like Betty or Veronica or Cheryl? T-They have the most perfect ideal bodies and I’m just the chubby girl.” You explained, tears now forming in your eyes. Jughead now could clearly tell that this issue had been upsetting you for a while as she told him. Although to Jughead, he never noticed her weight or her appearance in a bodily manner until she pointed it out until now. Jughead, since he could remember, loved (Y/N) for her beauty as well as her personality.

“So what you’re telling me is that you think you’re fat? (Y/N), come here for a ‘sec.” Jughead pulled you over to him, staring straight into your eyes, before he slowly turned you around as you now faced the mirror that knew you so fondly. “What do you see?”

“Everything wrong with myself. My hips, my thighs, my arms, I see an ugly person.” She fought back breaking down in front of him, as she closed her eyes so she didn’t want to look anymore longer. She paused, opening her eyes. “Juggie? What do you see?”

“Well, do you want to know what I see? I see the most beautiful girl a guy could ever meet. I see the most beautiful best friend who I’ve come to cherish for so many years. Do you really want to know what I see?” Jughead walked closer behind you, now standing against you as he wrapped his arms around your waist from behind as he laid his chin to rest on your shoulder, leaning down to match each other’s height. “I see you as I’ve seen, a-and came to love.” That caught you by surprise. In a million years, you never thought that your crush, Jughead Jones, loved you back. Yet again would use that specific term in general, as you knew so much about his past and his family and friends. You turned around, now facing him as his hands still held onto your waist. His gaze was deep into yours, gulping hard once again as he figured out something to say, that was until (Y/N) caught him off guard.

“Jughead Jones, do you realise that you are the most gorgeous human I have ever met with the most beautiful soul?” She asked, placing her hand up to rest on his cheek, as he smiled down at her.

“I agree to disagree, but thank you. It… it really means a lot.” Jughead smiled back at her.

“Also, about what you said before… d-do you love me?” She bit down on her bottom lip. Jughead looked down, before adjusting the beanie that clung onto the back of his head.

“I… yes. I have for, God, I don’t even know how long. But yes, I love you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N).” He looked down at her, hoping there would be a hopeful reaction to have come out of her. A tear quickly ran down her cheek, her first instinct before she broke out into a cheesy grin. Jughead quickly freaked out, thinking it was a turn for the worse. “W-what’s wrong? W-Was it something I said?” You giggled, looking up at him as he wiped that tear that was still stuck to your cheek.

“No, no, no! Jug, I’m okay, just relax will you?” You laughed, feeling now both of his hands now placed on your cheeks. “I’m crying out of happiness, I-I never thought you’d like me back.” At this point, Jughead was now laughing along with you as he held onto your face.

“Can I kiss you, now?” He asked, trying to stop laughing until you stood up onto your tiptoes to meet your lips with his, closing both of your eyes as you shared your moment together until finally pulling away.

“Do you mind if we ditch? I’d rather stay home and have a horror movie marathon.” (Y/N) suggested, placing her forehead against Jughead’s.

“Can we please?!” Jughead asked in such an excited tone, removing his forehead from hers, taking her hand as they both rushed downstairs to the living room.

A/N — No offence, but I’m incredibly proud of myself for writing this. I thought the ending was cute and honestly, would you rather go to a party or stay home alone with Jughead to have a movie marathon? Once again, I hope you enjoyed!

어때? (How’s this?): Ch.1


Discription:  "You mean to tell me…that your nerdy childhood friend is the same hot girl from the party!?“ At school, you’re known as the nerdy girl with a High IQ and the person Taehyung hates the most.  But outside, you’re known as the hottest girl who attends every party that she hears and the person who Taehyung has the biggest and first crush on her. What happens when Taehyung finds out about both of your sides and maybe wants to change his fuckboy reputation?

Genre: Fuckboy!Taehyung

Word count: 2.3K

A/N: Not sure if it’s good? Tell me guys if you want more chapters of these :)

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Highlights from the Lana Parrilla and Sean Maguire panel at Storytelling Con, Barcelona, April 22, 2017

  • Lana came in first…..
  • Did she prank someone on set:  “Well I stole Rebecca’s dog.  She was not happy about that.  But she stole my chocolates so I thought it was fair to steal her puppy.  It was my Wicked Witch moment.  I stole her Toto.”
  • Which Meryl Streep movie would you like to have been in:  Mama Mia, the Deer Hunter, the Devil Wear’s Prada.  
  • FMK:  F Emma, M Zelena, K Rumple.  “I would sleep with myself, I’d marry the Evil Queen, and I’d kill my mother.  Nooooo.  That doesn’t make anyone happy.”
  • Favorite con activities:  “I love the meet and greets because they’re really intimate and you get to learn a little bit more about my people.  Those are my favorite moment.  Also just hearing people’s stories.  These are fun.  I like the panels because I like the energy.  And it’s just fun because I get to see everyone and hear everyone, feel your energy and hear your voices and your shouting, your cheering, it’s electrifying.”
  • What was it like meeting Johnny Depp:  She was seven all over again, and she had a crush on Johnny Depp during 21 Jump Street.  She was starstruck and fangirled and looked stupid in that picture.
  • What has she learned from Regina or the Evil Queen:  “I’ve learned a lot of lessons.  And a lot of similar lessons that a lot of you have learned from these characters because they are very inspiring women.  One a little bit more than the other.  But even the Evil Queen I’ve learned lessons from her in what not to do.  And with Regina just always striving to be the best me I could be for myself and others.  That’s probably the biggest lesson.  Sounds cheesy but it’s not.”
  • What is it like to live with four boys:  Fun, loud, energetic, with a lot going on.
  • Best advise to give to your fans:  “Be kind to one another.  No more segregation, no more separation, no more hate, no more bullshit, I mean there is a lot of that happening in the world.  Why would you want to be part of that?  So especially in social media I see all the negative banters back and forth and it’s just… I just recommend if you get the impulse to want to say something really shitty to someone … go do something else.”
  • Sean Maguire joined at this point….
  • What is your favorite one liner:  “I love fillet the bitch.  I just think it’s so fun to say.”
  • They took a picture with an OQ banner presented to them by fans.
  • What would they as their characters use to describe the other…
    • Lana:  “Chivalrous, Smells like Forest, Handsome, Father, Loving…”
    • Sean:  “Dynamic, Stunning, Courageous, Beautiful, Powerful.”
  • What do you think the EQ and Robin are up to in the wish realm?  “I know what they’re up to but we can’t say. […] I think they’re having a really good time.”
  • Question about how Robin and Regina never said I love you on the show:  They both seem surprised that they did not.  
    • Sean:  “Well if that’s the case it’s an oversight on our part or the writers part or they’re really holding out to do that line.  He’s already dead and you are still holding out?”
    • Lana:  “I feel like they had to have said it…”
    • Sean:  “I think you’re right… […] it’s because Robin and Regina are really shy…  But did you get the sense that we both felt that?  [Audience affirmative]  Well then we did our job.”
    • Lana:  “I’m here to tell you all that Regina and Robin Hood loved each other.”
    • Sean:  “We certainly did.”
  • Lana declines to sing again… which … she does a lot at cons.
  • First impressions:  
    • Sean:  “Lana was the one on my first day, Lana was one of the first actors on the show to say hi to me and welcome me to the show.  So I was really … it’s like the first day at school and when someone who has been there a while welcomes you it makes you feel really relaxed.  So I was very, I loved her straight off the bat, I was like ‘oh she’s nice.  We’ll get along well.’ not knowing we’d end up working together.
    • Lana:  “I saw Sean before he saw me and I felt a warmth and a kindness and a sensitive sweet soul and you can see it.  And I thought that’s my Robin Hood.  So I went and introduced myself.  And I knew we’d get along.  And Sean knows this I’ve told him this a million times he’s been like an angel for me on the show and I love him so much.  And I couldn’t have asked for a more wonderful, beautiful, love interest, co-star, friend, we really enjoy working with each other and I was so glad he came back this season.  Honestly when Sean’s not there it’s weird.  He brings so much light and laughter, he is, he makes everyone, the crew smile, everyone laugh, he’s missed.”
  • Does Regina think Emma is too good for Hook:
    • Lana:  “Ahhh I mean I feel like Regina … I feel like I’m going to say yes for them but honestly I think that Hook has come a long way …”
    • [At this point the audience starts making noise…]
    • Lana:  “Shhhhh do you want to answer the question or do you want me to answer the question?  You may not like my answers but that’s okay, it’s still my answer.”
    • [Moderator/Translator:  “Drop the mic.”]  
    • Lana:  “So I think that Hook has come a long way.  I don’t think that Regina necessarily likes him very much.  She tolerates him.  And she supports her friend.  All the Swan Queens are going …”
    • [Moderator/Translator goes ‘Swan Queens chill’]
    • Lana:  “I have to look at the story as it’s written so I’m answering the question as the character and what is written.  And I don’t think she really cares for Hook.  She’s always sarcastic, she’s always belittling him, she puts up with him, and if he makes Emma happy she’s happy.  Now I’ve lost all those fans…”
    • [Moderator/Translator :  “No you haven’t.”]
    • Lana:  “I’m just kidding.  I know I haven’t.”
  • Future projects:  
    • Lana:  “Well we don’t know if there is a season seven.  So we don’t know what is going to happen but we’ll see.  In the meantime there is a lot to catch up on in life.  We’ve been working on Once for six years so … it’s important to take time for yourself and to try and try to reconnect and try to get some things done on a personal level.  Who knows what lies ahead.”
    • Sean:  “The show finishes filming around April … and those going back go back in July and Lana and I and a lot of the cast in that time travel around the world.  We go to Brazil we go to Paris which we love and we’ve had an amazing time meeting all the wonderful fans.  But it sometimes doesn’t leave us a lot of time to do the personal things that we want to do…”
    • Lana:  “No rest for the wicked.  But we’ll see.  I hope you follow us no matter where we go.”
  • Best day of your life:
    • Lana:  Being born.  
    • Sean:  When his son was born.  Lana and Ginny told the assistant director to send him home when he showed up to work the day after his son was born.
Perfect (Zach Dempsey X Reader)

Request: Hi! Can you do a Zach Dempsey x chubby!reader where reader an Zach are in same class and reader have a crush on Zach but is to shy and low self-esteem and they end up doing a project together and things get fluffy?
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~*(Y/N)’s Pov*~
‭‭I walked into Biology class, set my things down, and sat myself down. After the bell rang and class began my teacher started talking.

“So class as you all know, today we will be starting our evolution project. For the project you will need to…” and I stopped paying attention after that.

After a while the bell rang and I was ready to exit the class when I felt a hand grab my wrist stopping me. I turn around to see none other than a recent friend mine the one and only Zach Dempsey.

“Where do you think you’re going” he said smiling. I gave him a confused look. “Yo we have to plan our project.” He added and I kept that same confused expression. He sighed “Mrs. Homes made us partners.” He explained.

“Oh really?” I asked and he nodded. “We can talk about it later, like at Monet’s or something.” I suggested

“Sounds good. Meet me there right after school.” He smiled and walked off.
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I arrived at Monet’s and made my way to the table Zach was sitting at with two hot chocolates. “You know, you should start paying attention to class.” He said

“Yeah I will I just have a lot of things on my mind lately.” I reply

“Like what?” Zach curiously asks.

“Oh nothing important” I say avoiding answering his question. The truth is I recently had a crush on Zach, he would never feel the same way about me though. I mean look at me.
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Hours passed by and we barely got any work done because we kept messing around and making lame jokes. Skye then came up to us and began talking.

“Im sorry but if you finished your drinks and aren’t gonna order anything else, im afraid you can’t just stay here.” She said

“Aww come one Skye, you’re kicking us out?” I said and faked a pout

“Sorry (Y/N), not my rules” she chuckled, and with that Zach and I decided to finish up at his house.

As we pulled up to his driveway, I realized there weren’t any cars there meaning his parents weren’t home which was a relief. His mom is very nice but she scares me sometimes.

Zach opened the door with his key and closed it after we both walked in and we headed to his room. We spent a couple hours just hanging out and then decided to start doing work.

“You can think of ideas for this project while I order pizza.” He said. I didn’t do much thinking about the project instead I was looking at Zach. ‘He looks cute even when he’s just talking on the phone’ I thought to myself.

“Okay so what do you think we should do for the project?” He asked once he finished ordering pizza and sat next to me on his bed.

“I don’t even know what the project is about. Did she pass out a paper saying the requirements or..?” I trailed off waiting for an answer.

“Yeah its right here let me just find it.” He said looking through his school bag “AH! Its right here” he handed it to me “I thought I fucking lost it.”

I giggled and began reading over the paper but this time Zach was the one looking at me. He was just staring. I looked back at him and asked “what?” thinking there was something wrong.

“Nothing, you’re just really cute when you try to concentrate.” He said with a smile causing me to blush which he of course noticed. “Awww and when you’re flustered.” He added.

At this point I was feeling really nervous and didn’t know what to do. “U-uh thank you?” I said back making it sound more like a question. He turned his whole body facing me and I turned to look at him.

“You know (Y/N) you’re really fucking beautiful” he said and I shook my head.

“What do you mean? Do you not think so?” He asked while reaching up to my cheek and I shook my head again.

“Well you’re wrong.” He started “I’ve always liked you (Y/N). I always thought you were perfect.”

“Why?” I simply asked

“Why the fuck wouldn’t I?” He calmly said. In the 2 weeks I’ve known Zach, I have never seen him so calm. He’s always making jokes, fucking around, and being loud but now he was nice, serious, and sweet. I can’t say that I don’t like it.

“But I’m so fucking…” I trailed off trying to think of the right word to use.

“You are fucking amazing (Y/N) and I don’t know how you don’t see it. I don’t know how you don’t feel the same” he said looking deep into my eyes. At this point I was speechless, I had no idea what to reply. We both just stayed quiet but then he spoke up.

“Fuck, did I just complicate things?” He asked when he saw how nervous I was acting.

“No Zach” I giggled to him and he smiled “Things couldn’t be better” I said.

“Great” he said smiling while checking the time on his phone only to see that it was getting late.
“Fuck we gotta hurry up and do this thing now.”

“Yeah we really should.” I replied grinning.

Warm-up sketch

Random Student: Well if it isn’t wittle Summer~ Where are your body guards, little miss perfect?

Twins: -from around a corner- UH EXCUSE YOU. THE FUQ DID YOU SAY

Summer: Guys, please! You don’t have to-

Qrow: No, I want to hear that again. What. Did. You. Say?

Raven: Come on, let’s hear it!

Random Student: -flees-

Summer: You know, this is causing more problems than it solves.

Twins: -walks with Summer to her next class-


So, taking into consideration my last picture with these two twins, and how Beacon LOVED them, I believe that Summer got a lot of shit thrown at her since she was on their team AND their leader. Other students didn’t approach Tai because he wasn’t an easy target. Summer was (at least, she looked like it). She was sweet, tiny, a kind soul and amazing friend.

The twins didn’t appreciate their leader getting attacked, since she was Raven’s only true female friend and Qrow’s best friend & crush, and became protective of her. She could take care of herself, of course, but the twins made it a point: Mess with her, you mess with us.

So this is my theory in regards to Sana and Yousef.
We know Sana is into him. That she secretly likes him and has a crush.
BUT what I am going to raise you is this: Yousef is the one with the biggest crush,

1.I mean first of all, look at the way he looks at her. Boy is a goner. He is so into her it’s crazy.
2. There are a LOT of parallels between Isak’s and Sana’s season. With Isak we also thought he was the one into Even, who was the cool guy etc only to turn out that Even was into Isak all along.
3. Like the guy separated from the group in the bus and was trying to make eye contact and giving her the flirty eyes. Also his reaction in the last clip, when she caught him dancing.
4. We know from previous seasons Sana gives that HBIC/Too Cool for You vibe (because she is the queen) to pretty much everyone. So why not Yousef too?
5.So yes, I bet you that poor boy is so into her, but thinks she is the one not interested and like she is too cool for him? and he has tried but she doesn’t seem interested?.

So yes this is my take on it. And I will keep believing it until I am proven wrong.Yousef is sooo into Sana. Pass it on.

we don’t get enough love for the ladies of hamilton so here’s some cute dating headcanons w/ the schuyler sisters

angelica!

  • it takes forever for you two to start dating because she’s like “what…the heck am i feeling??”
    • she’s fighting it
  • but eventually, she asks you out
    • she’s trying to play it cool but she’s super relieved when you say yes
  • she tries so hard to make your first date as perfect as possible but stuff goes wrong
    • you just laugh and reassure her that everything is alright
    • that’s when she kind of knows you’re different
    • around other people, there’s a lot of pressure to be perfect, but with you she can breathe
  • she’s your kick-ass girlfriend who loves you so much
    • you enter a room and she just smiles a little
    • she tries to deny it but it’s clear how much she loves you
  • she’ll kill anyone that disrespects you
    • if someone looks at you the wrong way, she’s ready to fight
  • she loves to spoil you
  • your name on her phone is “my darling💞”

eliza!

  • she’s blushing a ton when she first asks you out
    • you’re no better,, you’ve had a crush on her for the longest time
  • she’s so sweet and kind and beautiful and you’re just like “how can someone be so good???”
  • she takes you to a cafe for you first date
    • it’s really casual but it gives you the chance to get to know each other
  • she’s very affectionate so be ready for that
    • she’s going to come out of nowhere and hug you from behind
    • loves holding your hand
  • little shy when it comes to pda but she won’t stop you if you do get affectionate in public
  • she buys you little gifts here and there just to show you how much she appreciates you
  • she takes lots of cute snaps/candids of you
    • yeah she does those cheesy captions where “she thought the view was pretty but i thought she was prettier”
  • on her phone, she has you as “love of my life💕💕”

and peggy!

  • she never really asks you out
  • she’s bold enough to just kiss you
    • then she explains herself after
    • she’s stammering a lot and apologizing but you kiss her back and that’s kind of how you start dating
  • there’s never a dull moment when you’re with her
    • she’s so happy and excited and you being her life makes it even better
  • she comes up with all kind of spontaneous dates
  • you guys like to try new things together–new foods especially!
    • you show each other new restaurants/hangouts and you’re like “okay!! we’re going!”
  • peggy’s very affectionate too–especially when she’s drunk or tired
    • she’s gonna tackle you and kiss you all over so be ready
  • big cuddler
    • she loves spooning with you
  • very, very protective of you
  • steals your clothes
  • on her phone, you’re “wifey💖”
Crushes - Kol Mikaelson

Kol x reader

Rebekah x friend!reader

Warnings:  yelling, embarrassment, compulsion, a little angst

Word count: 2417

Authors note: ( y/f/n = your/friend’s/name ), this was supposed to be based off of  request but it took a different turn, i am proud of it though. This was only 13 pages on paper and it became 16 on the computer ( i added stuff ;) ). i choose Greece because i love the show “Xena warrior princess”. i was thinking about choosing Russia  because I’ve been watching “Arrow” and i love his Russian friend from the island he’s funny. (p.s send in requests please)

Summary: Rebekah wants to know who your crush is but you lie and say no one but then Kol walks in and you cant lie to him son you shut up , later Kol wants to know to when you dein him he has to take drastic measures that he ends up regretting.

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Originally posted by sociopathic-winchester


Readers p.o.v

“No, Rebekah stop asking please.” I begged

 “Come on y/n, just admit to me who you like and I won’t have to ask. To think we have been friends for hundreds of centuries and you won’t tell me”.

 I plopped myself down on the couch and looked at her. “ I want to Rebekah but, problem is I don’t like anymore-”.

 “What did I miss” Kol said sitting down next to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. Which maybe my cheeks turn red, I could feel it.

 Rebekah glared at Kol for interrupting me. “Y/n was just about to explain why-”

 “About to explain why I can’t stay for movie night” I cut her off.

 Kol looked at me shocked that I would miss a movie night with him and Bekah. While Bekah was looking at me skeptically, looking at my cheeks and kol and me.

 “And why not” she asked crossing her arms across her chest, giving me a smug look.

 “I-I” I looked at her and looking at her and I knew she figured it out. I hate the fact that she knows, because now she’s gonna want to talk to me about it.

 “You have to stay! You can’t miss out on this, we have been doing it since movies came out on film rolls!” Kol said

 I turned to Kol  I couldn’t lie to Kol. Even if I wanted to.

 I love him, not just did I like someone I loved someone and that was Kol Mikaelson. I have since Klaus un-daggered him A century after I met Rebekah, Klaus, and Elijah.

 I turned my head to look at Kol and he looked between disappointed, sad, and shocked.

 “Please, darling” he said. While stroking my hair.

 “You know what, it’s nothing I can’t do tomorrow”

 Kol’s face lit up. His arm was starting to get a little warm around my shoulders, I had to get up or I would start to get extra comfortable.

 “Well then, now that that’s settled. Who’s gonna make popcorn-” Kol started to say but I cut him off, this was my chance.

 “I-I will. I mean, I should go make the popcorn, uh yeah.” I got up quickly and headed to the kitchen.

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After the first movie I volunteered to make more popcorn and get more drinks, although as I got up Kol linked our hands and started to drag me out of the room.

 “Wha-”

 “I’m gonna help you, come on” he said cutting me off. I looked back at Bekah, she just shrugged clueless as me as to his behavior.

 As Kol dragged me into the kitchen and looked at me.

 “Ok look I know when you lie I can hear your undead heartbeat skip. You didn’t have anything to do instead of this, that was a lie. I want to know why you were so nervous before I walked in darling”

 I pulled my hand from his. I can’t tell him, if I tell him it will ruin everything. Plus how can he like or even love me the same way. I can’t let him know, then the last 800 years of friendship would be for nothing.

 “I don’t know what your talking about, come on let’s just make more popcorn “ I said turning around to get more popcorn out of the cabinet.

 “Sweetheart don’t make me have to compel it out of you” he said grabbing both my wrist, turning me around. “Please …  darling don’t make me.”

 “Kol nothing was said, even if something was said Kol it would be between me and Rebekah. I know this is hard for you to understand but not everything is your business.” I said trying to turn around.

 “Fine darling you give me no choice.” He grabbed my chin and looked me in the eyes “what were you and my sister talking about before I walked in?”

 We were talking about crushes. She wanted to know who I liked” I said almost like  robot.

 “And what did you tell her?” He compelled me again. I have a feeling he’s gonna do that a lot in the next few minutes.

 “I told her that I didn’t like anyone”

 “Is that the truth?” He asked.

 “No” I swallowed hoping he won’t ask what I think he will.

 “Then tell me darling, who do you like so much that you were gonna skip out on movie night for? Hmm”

 “You. The person I like, love and have a crush on is you. I stopped talking so you wouldn’t ask. I can’t lie to you, that’s why I go around avoiding saying who I like.” As I finished my last statement I didn’t know how to feel angry that he actually compelled me, shocked about it to. But I was for certain embarrassed to hell and back. I can’t believe he did that, that he knows how much I like him, that he knows at all.

 “Y/n-” he started but I cut him off I pulled my wrist out of his grip. I jerked my chin out of his grip to.

 “I-I  have to go.” I said in a hurry to get out of the kitchen. I walked over into the room we set up the movies in. I grabbed my jacket, and started to put it on.

 “Where are you going, I thought you were gonna stay?” Bekah asked.

 “I have to go, I’m sorry Bekah” I said walking out of the room and Rebekah following me.

 “Y/n, you don’t have to go …” Kol said he looked sad when he saw I had I had put my jacket on.

 “I’ll see you guys later, I’m-m s-sorry” I stuttered, and with that I left.

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Kol’s p.o.v

“Ok Kol what did you do to make her leave?!” Rebekah yelled.

 “I-I compelled her to tell me what you guys were talking about before I walked in. I … made her tell me who her crush was, who she liked.” I said still in shock.

 “Who, come on Kol tell me, who?!” Rebekah yelled excitedly.

 “Me. She likes me, has a crush on me.” We looked at each other I couldn’t believe it.

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I sat in my room holding my head in my hands. “She likes me. She has a crush on me. How could I not see it. How could I not for 800 years see it! I didn’t think that would be her answer, or that her and Rebekah were talking about that. I would have been disappointed if it wasn’t me, to be honest. I have had a crush on her since Klaus has un-daggered me, since the first time I met her. The only reason I was so shocked and just stood there after she said it was me because I didn’t think she would ever like me back. Let alone love me back. I thought ya know if she said someones elses name (besides mine) I could tease her about it and then kill the guy later. But the fact that she said my name shocked me so much that I was to shocked to stop her from leaving.  Now she’s gone.” I was brought out of my rant to myself, when Rebekah knocked on my my door entering.

 “Come on Kol, it can’t be that much of a shock. You two have always been super close and flirty, did you really think that there weren’t any real feelings behind it at all.” she said more as a statement then a question.

 “That’s the thing, to me it was never just just playful flirting … I have liked, no loved her since the moment we met. I just never said anything because of Klaus and he daggers. I couldn’t put her in that situation.” I told her.

 “Then go tell her how you feel. She ran out of here in pure embarrassment. You shouldn’t have compelled her!” she yelled the last part.

 “I know, I know  … it was wrong I just had to know. I hate that I compelled her I shouldn’t have done it” I said shaking my head and burying it in between my knees.

 Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder I looked up to my side at Rebekah.

 “Then go talk to her before it’s too late.” she said with sympathy.

 “Bekah-” I started.

 She cut me off “Try! … at least try” she said the last part softer.

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Readers p.o.v

I started to pack clothes into my duffel bag as soon as I got back. I spent almost an hour crying and walking around the square.

Y/F/N: Hey, I booked your flight.

 

Y/N: thxks for buying the ticket.

 

Y/F/N: Tell me again why you transferred money to my account to buy you a plane ticket?

 

Y/N: Because I need to get out of here for awhile and if I bought it then the Mikaelsons would be able to track where I went and that would defeat the purpose of being alone.

 

Y/F/N: Ok, I understand that. But why what happened exactly?

 

Y/N: Kol compelled me to tell him who I ike. He found out it was him and well you know he doesn’t like me that way so he just stood there, I left and now I need to get away for awhile.

 

Y/F/N: He could like you the same maybe he was just in shock. But I agree you need a little VK and he had no right to do what he did.

 

Y/N: thank you again for doing this.

 

Y/F/N: No problem

I put my phone in my pocket, grabbed my bag and turned off the lights with that I locked the door and left.

 As I got in the cab I said “Airport please” looking out the window at the night sky.

 I know some people would consider this running from my problems. But I’m not, I just need sometime to recover from being so embarrassed and possibly just lose one of the best friendships I’ve ever had. I just need to cool down from everything.

 So Greece  here I come …

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Kol’s p.o.v

Once I got to her place I noticed the lights were off in her place, and I didn’t hear anything so I went around to the side and jumped up to the balcony and wedged open the window. I walked into the kitchen then the living room, I noticed that her closer was left open and half her clothes were gone and some jewelry is gone to.

 Great she left to god knows where I’m too late.

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“Did you talk to her?” Rebekah asked.

 “No, I didn’t. Because she wasn’t there, she’s gone I didn’t know where … but she’s gone”

 “All her stuff-”

 “No … not all of it” I said

 “Well she probably needs space. Just give her time and space she’ll come back” she said, then left to her room for the night.

 I nodded, god I missed up.

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“She’s back you know” Rebekah said leaning against the door frame to my room.

 I looked up at her “I have to go talk to her” I said, as I grabbed my jacket and left.

 “ you better come back with her as your girlfriend!” Rebekah yelled as I headed out of the compound.

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Readers p.o.v

I was unpacking from my 2 weeks in Greece. It was nice getting away for awhile. I suddenly heard a knock on my door. When I opened it I was shocked to see Kol.I mean I knew he would come over but I didn’t think this soon.

 “Ummm, hi” I said shyly.

 “Hi … can I come in, I know that’s asking a lot but I want to explain everything” he said in one breath.

 I nodded, and opened the door more and moved to the side.

 “Sooo  … where’d you go?” he asked

 “Greece. I needed space for a bit.” I answered.

 “You always liked it there. I checked your bank account it didn’t say anything about a plane ticket being bought.”

 “ yeah i had y/f/n but it so you couldn’t track me. I have known you for a very long time Kol, I know how you think.” I said with a smirk.

 He smiled “ yeah you do … better than anyone.”

 After some time awkward silence you decided to break it “ you said you wanted to explain” I stated.

 “Ah yes, look I imagine that you left to take some time because of what you said and what I did. The reason I didn’t stop you from leaving the kitchen is because I was shocked, darling-”

 “I could tell” you interrupted

 “I was shocked you could like me, love me like I love you.” he rushed out.

 I looked at him shocked. He has liked even loved me back!.

 “You love me back? Why did you not say anything to stop me from leaving the compound?!” I wanted to yell at him louder but I do have neighbors.

 “I was scared darling. Happy I was scared” he said

 “I love you Kol.” I said walking up to him and cupping his cheeks “and that, is never going to change.”

 “I’m all in darling. All in, be mine let’s spend the rest of eternity  together” he said smiling.

 “Absobloodylutely” I said smirking.

 “Good cause  I have wanted you to be mine since we met … and Bekah told me not to come back unless I make you my girlfriend.” we both laughed.

 After that me and Kol never kept anything from each other again and Rebekah was happy to say the least when we came back to the compound together.

WE DON'T CHOOSE OUR FAMILY(BATFAMILY/JASON TODD X READER) FINAL PART 4

WELP I’m certainly not gonna be the first to say it but THIS TOOK TOO LONG.

I’m so sorry you guys but it is getting to be finals week at my school and that has taken up most of my time and I had a falling out with one of my friends which put me on absolutely no mood to write.

Thank you guys so much for sending me all of the lovely comments and I am sad to say that this series is coming to an end.

Scenario- the batfamily is hot on your trail maybe it’s good maybe it’s bad

Warning-cursing, slight violence.
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You loved midway city. It wasn’t like Gotham with all of the caped crusaders and evil villains. It wasn’t like metropolis with all of the people full of hope and the man of steel. It wasn’t like central city with the man faster than time. It wasn’t Star city with the man who could shoot better than Apollo and Artemis.

It was midway city home to the ordinary people and no one in a cape, mask, cowl, or hood for miles around.

You had found a nice job at a pet shop. You had always loved animals especially when you were a kid. They weren’t good or bad, they didn’t have to worry about saving the world, their biggest concern was who is gonna feed them next?

You also worked on gaining back your muscles and started training again. Incase he ever came back you need to be prepared to go down with a fight.

You hadn’t forgot your old life. The scars wouldn’t ever let you. The scars from missions gone wrong, scars from injury on the job, and the scars from the torture that riddles your entire back.

The countless electric shock had torn up your back leaving big nasty angry sores and rips on your back.

You of course thought of pleasant memories of your past life. The love, the laughter, the friendships and the family.

You felt love when you saw Jason smile, the way his eyes would crinkle, his laugh lines appeared, and all of his worries were gone for just one second. He wasn’t the failed soldier. He wasn’t the mercenary that came back to life. He wasn’t the red hood who everyone feared. He was Jason Todd, your Robin, your favorite Robin. He was the moon in your stars, the one who made everything all right, even if the whole world was crashing down.

You knew the laughter that haunted your mind. The countless nights of patrolling with Dick and his stupid jokes, when Damian and Tim would bicker for hours on end and come up with the dumbest of insults. When Bruce would be so sleep deprived he would fall asleep in the most random places of the manor, the time he fell asleep in the back of the limo was your favorite. The time Barbara and Stephanie did a entire commentary on the boys bickering, which had you rolling on the floor.

You remember the family and friendships you would never be able to feel again. The time you saw Damian watching a old movie that had been a favorite of yours so you sat down quietly in the entertainment room and watched it with him, soon Dick and Barbara followed, then Tim came in with Stephanie and lastly Jason who made sure to sit next to you. Titus was on the floor with Alfred the cat when you noticed Bruce had crept in and was sitting at the back of the entertainment room behind Dick and Barbara.

You remember waking up hours later with your head on Jason’s chest and his arms wrapped around your shoulders with his faces snuggled into the top of your head. You looked up and saw Tim and Stephanie asleep on the other end of the couch with Barbara and Dick on the couch right behind them. Bruce had fallen asleep with his arms crossed and leaning backwards on the seat, somehow even sleeping, he looked scary.

Damian apparently had gotten tired of Dick laying against him and moved to the floor with Alfred the cat and Titus as a pillow. Alfred (the man) must have come in last night because you all had blankets draped over you. You layed you head back down on Jason’s warm chest, you felt safe and secure, something you longed for now, and went back to sleep. That was family. That was your friendship.

You were currently at your new job, the local pet store and talking to your new found friend, (y/f/n).

“That’s what I said.” You friend laughed as you both walked around the play pins filled with puppies. You knew if Damian was here he would try to buy them all.

“I can’t believe he would do something like that.” You said completely astonished by your friends story.

“See, now you understand my world.” Your friend said and threw her hands up in exasperation as you chuckled. In ways she reminded you a lot of dick.

You were about to tell her of a similar experience you had when she stopped and looked at the tv screen that was in the corner of the room.

“Damn, I remember I use to have a huge crush on him when I was a teenager.” She said in the most lovey dovey voice she could manage. You rolled your eyes and looked at the tv.

BREAKING NEWS
“Tragic robbery gone wrong, only serious injury is son of Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson.” The big news anchor said in a musky voice.

You could hear him drone on and on about what happened but you could only hear the blood in your ears rushing and your heart beat going in and out. You gripped so tight onto the counter top you felt like your fingers were going to break. You kneeled on the floor and closed your eyes.

“(Y/n) are you ok, what’s going on?” Your friend questioned and crouched next to you and put her hands on your shoulders.

“Where is he being treated, what hospital?” You grounded out as you felt your heart crack and countless memories of Dick flood in.

“Wayne memorial, oh my god, (y/n), do you know him?” She said concerned and put her hand over her heart in astonishment.

“I won’t be in tomorrow.” You said as you stood up and balanced yourself on the countertop.

Before she could get a word in you were already gone. You ran down the sidewalk to your apartment that was just a block away from your job.

You ran up to your room after saying a very quick hello to your elderly neighbor. You quickly grabbed your over night bag which had your eskrima sticks and a change of clothes with 500 dollars in it.

You never knew what would happen if you went back to Gotham, but you made sure you were well prepared for any possible situation.

You quickly put on a pair of black combat boots and kept on your blue jeans from work. You put on your black leather jacket and pulled your hair into a pony tail adding a black baseball cap. You grabbed the keys to your bike and ran out the door with your overnight bag.

You weren’t thinking when you got on your bike, took off your cap, pulled on your helmet and took off in the direction of Gotham. You’re entire body was on autopilot, you only had one goal, get to Gotham and see if Dick was ok.

The only time the news reported on any of the bat kids was when they were in the hospital. Except when it said that they were in a car crash, it really means that, Two face, hit one of them with his car.

When they were in a “robbery” it means they were shot so bad Alfred couldn’t fix them and they needed professional hospital help.

You probably broke all of the speed limits getting to Gotham. When you finally pulled into the hospital car park, it was pitch black outside. You pulled your bag tightly over your shoulder and pulled on your baseball cap after you pulled off your helmet.

You sped walked to the hospital stairs and jogged up to the lobby. You looked around the corner before going into the main section, no batfam or joker minions in sight, so you’re all good for now.

You quickly walked to the front desk and pulled on your game face. You fell forward over the desk and put your hands over your face and let out tiny sobs.

“Umm honey can I help you?” A small older lady nurse asked from behind the counter who put her hand on your forearm in a gesture of comfort.

“I-it’s my brother Richard, h-he was shot this morning and I-i just got into town and oh my god is -is he alright.” You whimpered as tears streaked down your face.

“Ok honey, let’s just see what room he is in and you can go see for yourself, what’s his last name?” She asked very soflty and started to type on the key board.

“G-grayson.” You said with a loud sob at the end causing people to look at you in pity.

“Ok honey, here he’s in room 908 on the 5th floor, the elevators are right there.” She said and pointed to the back of the room where two silver elevators stood.

“Oh thank you so much dear, bless you, bless you.” You said and turned around to go to the elevator.

You wiped the tears off your cheeks and smirked, you still had it. She never would have told you what room he was in, unless you were family and now you were.

You pushed the 5th floor button and fixed the rest of your face while the elevator brought you up. You were going to be in and out of his room, them back to Midway city, to live your life. You walked down the hallway that only had a few other nurses walking up and down to check on other patients.

You stopped in front of room 908 and let out a deep breath praying that Dick was passed out. You quietly opened the door and noticed the lights weren’t on at all. You quickly slipped in and shut the door not wanting the nurse to see you. You went to flip one of the light switches, when someone grabbed your wrist.

You gasped and latched onto there hand pulling them into you and sliding your hand up there shoulders ramming there stomach into your knee. You kicked them backwards as two people grabbed both of your elbows.

“Not to-motherfucking-day.” You said and bent both of your arms outwards and grabbed onto both of the attackers hair and brought there skulls smashing forward against each other with a sickening crack. They crumpled on the floor below you as you could feel someones presence behind you.

You turned around and kicked your left leg around the assailants neck and put you hands on his head and pulled your other leg around his neck so both of you legs were locked behind his neck and pulled forward on his hair causing him to go tumbling forward and you put your foot on his chest and kicked him off of you so he landed on the opposite wall with a loud groan. You quickly got off of the ground and stood in the middle of the room.

You weren’t sure how many attackers there were, so you had to stay alert.

“Yeah you piece of clown scumbag, I’m a bit stronger than last time.” You said and roundhouse kicked the other figure that was approaching on your left and kicked them in the chest so they flew to the other side of the room.

You took a few steps back and rested your hand on a metal bar that wrapped around the room so injured patients could walk around. You took a deep breath as you felt a panic attack coming on, you went to open the door and leave Gotham behind forever. You felt a cold metal wrap around your wrist and a clicking sound. You pulled your wrist as fast as you could but couldn’t seeing as how they were probably attached to the metal pole, you were stuck.

“Oh you fucking coward, if you’re going to drag me down to hell, at least let me defend myself.” You growled out as you kept on high apart with both fists clenched.

“Looks like you don’t need any help defending yourself.” You heard a familiar rough gravely voice say before the lights flicked on.

“What, what why? Why would you handcuff me?” You questioned in complete shock then you remembered, you’re the jokers daughter of course they’re going to handcuff you.

“We weren’t sure if you would try to run.” The same voice said, which belonged to Bruce Wayne.

Bruce stood in front of you with Barbara who was holding a small silver key, presumably to the handcuff that had confined you to the metal bar.

Tim and Dick were on the floor holding there heads while Stephanie checked on both of them.

Damian was half way on the other side of the room where you kicked him and Jason was sitting up against the wall with his helmet on the floor, rubbing his chest and looking at the ceiling.

You felt your eyes go wide as the entire batfamily assembled in front of you holding there injuries. You looked at Jason was had a poker face on and looked back at you dead in the eyes.

“You know I’ll escape before you have the chance to take me to arkham, so why don’t you just knock me out now and it will be easier for both of us.” You said turning away from Jason and looking Bruce in the eye.

“What are you talking about?” Damian questioned in annoyance while rubbed his head.

“Oh come on, you just found the jokers daughter who has been under your nose for years, I suppose this is where you take me to Arkham to live out the rest of my days in a padded cell.” You said in a stiff tone and looked at everyone, who all just stared back at you.

“(Y/n) you’re family, we would never do that to you, we know you did what you did for good reasons.” Dick said and stepped forward to get a better look at you.

You laughed a little bit and covered your mouth with your wrist.

“You do realize that you’re all standing in a hospital in full costume just to drag me to arkham, I feel so honored.” You said in a dark tone and leaned against the wall with a bored expression, while your heart broke.

“For the last time (y/n) we aren’t taking you to arkham, the only reason we are mad is because you didn’t come back, we thought you were dead.” Stephanie said in a harsh tone. You looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

“Why didn’t you come back (y/n), we’re family, we’re there for each other through everything.” Tim said in a heart wrenching tone.

“I couldn’t face you guys, I couldn’t look you guys in the eyes knowing I lied to you guys for years and put innocent people in danger, I knew you wouldn’t look at me the way you did before, it wouldn’t be the same.” You said as you finally broke and a tear ran down your face. You looked to the floor, as they all looked at you, you didn’t want to see the hatred in there eyes.

“Leave.” You heard the most familiar voice say from the back of the room. The voice that sounded like home.

“What?” Dick said confused.

“Let us talk, Babs give me the key and leave.” He said and held his gloved hand out to her.

Barbara looked to Bruce. He nodded slowly and walked over to open the window where the bat-jet was waiting. Barbara handed over the key and looked at you one last time before she followed the rest of the batkids out of the window. You shut your eyes as the window closed and you absolutely dreaded this moment. You were alone with Jason, for the first time since he found out you were related to the guy who killed him.

“You’re right, we wouldn’t have seen you the same way ever again.” He said and looked at you with the same poker face he had all night. You cast your eyes to the floor as your heart fell into your stomach.

“We would have seen you so much better. You somehow have become the best most amazingly fantastic person, I have ever met and this only makes you more extraordinary. You have come from and been though so much shit in your life, yet you never fail to be kind and put others before yourself countless upon dozens of times.” He said as he got closer to you and cupped your face in his hands making you look up into his bright green eyes, he had a small smile on his face which made your heart inflate.

“You have made me fall utterly, blissfully, and truly in love with you, regardless if you’re the jokers daughter or not because to me you will always be (y/n) (y/l/n) the girl I have been madly in love with and the one I will always be in love with.” He said as he un-cuffed you and pulled you into a bear hug that lifted you off the ground.

“Oh Jason,I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I should have come back.” You said and sobbed into the crook of his neck. You held on tight to him, like he was the only thing keeping you on this earth.

“I though you died and I just, I didn’t know what to do (y/n), what could I have done?” He said as his voice cracked and you moved your head out of the crook of his neck and he put you back on the ground.

You reached up and wiped the tears out from under his eyes and gave him a small smile through your tears.

“Well I’m here now, so don’t think about, I’m here and I’m not going away for a long time. I love too much to leave again.” You said and caressed his face as he leaned down and kissed you so passionately, you thought you were going to fall down.

You could feel the emotions of the past 7 years flowing out in the kiss, all of the pain, the happiness and the laughter was all there. All of the built up compassion was released in that one blissfully perfect moment.

You leaned back down because sadly humans need to breath and leaned your head against Jason’s chest.

“Hey Jason.” You said timidly into his chest as you wrapped your arms around him his torso.

“Yeah babydoll?“ He asked softly and kissed the top of your head, as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders.

“I think I found my family.” You said softly and looked up at him with a smile as a sly grin spread over his face.

“You sure did baby, you sure did.” He said with a chuckle and leaned down to kiss you again.

Unbeknownst to you one roof top over the entire batfamily was cheering and clapping. You see, Jason had left his microphone on so they heard everything and Dick had won a bet against Tim and Damian.

The girls squealed as they saw you and Jason kissed while Damian just snarled at the scene but everyone knew he was happy.

Lastly Bruce smiles down at the two of you knowing he made one good thing happen in yours and Jason’s life.
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Missed//Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Reader.

*REQUESTED*

Originally posted by zeynep1905

Your throat felt as if it would explode from the pressure. You wanted nothing more than to claw it open, to do something to help you breathe. Your nose burned, it reminded of you of the summers with Stiles. The ones where you stayed at the town pool open to close. You felt like every part of your body had filled with water. That’s when you gave up.

You died. It was that simple. Stiles begged Scott to bite you, in hopes that it wasn’t too late. He hoped you could pull through with whatever strength a bite could give you. He was right to ask Scott because here you lie in a hospital bed. You’ve been stuck in a coma for about a week and a half. There’s been no positive improvement. That was, of course, until you woke up.

The bright lights hit you as your eyes slowly opened. You winced and squeezed them shut. You open one eye, trying to see where you are. You spot Stiles asleep in the chair beside your bed.

“Stiles?” You rub your eyes before sitting up.

“Stiles?” You reach over and nudge him.

He sits up and looks at you, half-asleep still.

“What’s wrong, Y/N?” His eyes jolt open, “Y/N? I’m going to go get a doctor. Stay here, okay?”

“I don’t know where else I’d go, but okay.”

He jogs down the hallway and you look around the sanitized room. Bits and pieces flooded your head as you slowly remembered the night you died. You’re just about to go crazy from curiosity when Stiles returns with a nurse.

They do a full work-up before deciding to keep you overnight. Stiles stays by your side the whole time.

“You were in a coma.” He simply states.

“Um…what?” You look over at him, “For how long?”

He looks at the date on his phone. “A week and a half? Almost two.”

“Jesus…what’d I miss?”

He purses his lips, “Nothing. A couple good memes but that’s about it.”

You grin, “I was in a coma and all you can tell me is that I missed good memes?”

He shrugs, a goofy smile on his face. “I don’t know what else you expect from me.”

You laugh, “Honestly, me either.” You turn into your side and look at him. “Why didn’t I die? I know I was supposed to.”

He leans forward, like the question pained him. “I…don’t be mad at me. I told Scott you bite you, so you might be a werewolf?”

“What? Stiles!”

“Y/N, you were dead! You had no pulse.”

You sigh, “Okay fine, I’ll worry about that later.”

“We were supposed to meet at the lake. We were going to hang out. I got there a bit late but your car wasn’t there. I called and texted you, but..” He stopped talking, his eyes flicked up to yours and he had tears swelling. “I saw you floating. You were face down…Y/N, when I tell you this…don’t be weirded out. But, my heart broke. I thought I’d lost you forever, and to be totally honest with you, I don’t think I’d ever even look at another girl if I’d lost you. You’re mine, I know we aren’t dating or anything, but you’re mine. I just..” He sighs and turns out the window.

You reach over and touch his hand, “Stiles, I’m okay. I’m okay thanks to you.”

“Yeah, you’re okay now..I thought I’d lost the love of my life. I was numb. I’ve slept here every night, but it was painful to see you.”

“The love of your life?” You smile.

He groans softly, “I just said that, didn’t I?”

You smile in response, his cheeks tinted rose. You pat the bed and he gets up and lies beside you. He wraps his arms around you and you turn to face him.

“Y/N, you died.”

You look up into his eyes, “I know. I know I did.”

He pushed your hair from your face, “Y/N?”

“What, Stiles?”

“You are the love of my life. I know that it’s a lot right now, considering the whole dead thing…but you are. I hope that we can talk about that after you’re discharged.”

“I…what about Lydia?”

“What about her?”

“I thought she was the love of your life.”

“She’s…great, y'know. She’s a good friend. I had a crush, that was it. I never really felt like it could go anywhere. I was never in love with her.”

“And you’re in love with me?” You smile.

“Yeah. I’m in love with you.”

“Sorry, I just wanted to hear it again.”

He chuckles, “So…sorry if that’s weird.”

“Nope. Not weird. What’s weird is that I kinda love you too?”

He smiles, “Kinda?”

“Well, see, it was a gradual thing. I didn’t really realize it until I had come to the conclusion that the reason that I hated Lydia was because I was in love with you.”

“You hated Lydia?” He raises an eyebrow.

“For like a week.” You shrug.

“You’re best friends.”

“Yeah, now.”

“So, why wasn’t this discussed a long time ago?”

“Because when it comes to things like this we’re both extremely non-confrontational. I didn’t want to say anything because of Lydia.”

He smiles, gazing into your eyes, “I didn’t want to lose you, but when I thought about the fact that I could lose you anyway…I mean, who cares right?”

“Stiles?”

“Hmm?”

You lean up and kiss him, the shock on his face making you laugh.

“Let’s retry that one.” Stiles says lowly and you smile as he leans in. He kisses you gently, like this is something he’s been waiting to do. He knew what he was doing, it felt right. You knew this was a good thing, and this was just the start.

ok but au where shiro and allura are both students at the garrison
  • allura is an exchange student who’s been accepted at the garrison, and immediately singles shiro out as the top of their class
  • shiro being like “who is this amazing beautiful girl - wAIT DID SHE JUST BEAT MY PILOTING SCORE”
  • just imagine them being highkey rivals trying to act lowkey
  • “you’re staring again shiro-” “i am not!” matt rolls his eyes
  • allura having a totally amazing squad tho, and her bestie is some guy name markus
  • (matt and markus have crushes on each other & share commiserating looks over their ridiculous friends)
  • shiro is officially Starstruck when he sees her benchpressing in the training room
  • a group project where they’re the only two who actually do shit brings them together as friends
  • long nights with lots of coffee cups and sharing study notes
  • allura falls for him slowly over little gestures (him memorizing her coffee order)
  • one day she doodles his name in the margins of her tablet notes and then remembers they always compare notes, freaks out and erases it
  • when shiro gets sick and has to miss class allura is the only one he trusts to take his notes (they just think on the same level), and vice versa
  • still having a healthy competition with lots of friendly flirting teasing
  • always giving each other compliments
  • they graduate top of their classes, tied neck and neck
  • they kiss for the first time when shiro is going to leave to go to Kerberos and they’re all stumbling over each other and he’s super flustered when trying to confess when allura just kisses him
  • “come back to me in one piece, takashi”
  • he doesn’t
Flushing Love

REQUEST by M-A-T-91: Hi could I request a very flirty Roman with Reader she’s a new diva? Please n she’s a blusher 🙂 pretty please


Disclaimer: I’m not an expert when it comes to writing flirty content, but I’ll give it my best shot. I need some more practice with this so keep them requests coming

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‘’You were fucking amazing out there y/n,’’ Lana said as she hugged me, ‘’Jesus girl that was awesome.’’

‘’You gotta teach me one of them moves hun, everyone can learn from you.’’ Naomi added. I was beyond happy with the opportunity to be transferred from NXT to RAW. I worked my butt  off these past years and there were times where I considered to just quit, but at the point where I am now, I’m happy I was strict to myself .  ‘’So what are you up tonight?’’

‘’Nothing much really,’’ I chuckled as I wiped my head with the towel, ‘’just resting and recovering from this match.’’

‘’Let’s go out tonight y/n, you gotta relax a bit, you’re on your own otherwise.’’ Naomi said, swinging her arm around my shoulder. Lana smiled, nodding excitedly. ‘’Pretty please?’’ She smiled sweetly. I looked at Lana at my other side, also smiling. I laughed and threw my hands in the air.

‘’Alright then, but we’re not making it late.’’ I said. Lana yelled in excitement, hugging me.

‘’You have no idea how happy I am you said yes, we’ll make it an amazing time.’’

‘’Yass girll,’’ Naomi hugged me also, ‘’We’ll pick you up in an hour.’’

‘’Don’t rush yourselves ladies, I won’t be going anywhere.’’ I grinned. The two went their own way. The moment I was moved to RAW, Lana was the first person who welcomed me with open arms, happy there was someone new who she could share her stories and excitement with. Even though Naomi was on SmackDown, we hung out together almost all the time outside the matches. I smiled thinking about it. Being lost in my own mind, I bumped into someone way larger than me. Looking up, I saw the handsome, tall Samoan God standing in front of me, sweat dripping down his body. He was always flirting with me but I just had no idea how to respond on his compliments. We could talk of course, but foolish me, could never really talk back.
I could feel myself getting red, which I absolutely hated. I blush way too much, way too fast.

‘’Lost in thoughts, beautiful?’’ He asked smiling. I nodded, looking at the ground. ‘’You were really good out there, flexible as a professional gymnast.’’

‘’Thanks,’’ I said, looking at him for a split second, his eyes never left my face, ‘’You were awesome yourself.’’

‘’Why thank you,’’ he chuckled, ‘’so you have anything to do tonight?’’

‘’Well, me, Lana and Naomi are going out somewhere, so yeah.’’

‘’Too bad,’’ he said, almost closing the space between us, ‘’I was going to ask you to show all your moves to me. For a girl who just made her debut, you’re incredible’’ Roman spoke low. By now, my face must be as red as a tomato, making me wanna run away to save myself from the possible embarrassment I would cause.  

‘’M-maybe next time.’’ I murmured, making him chuckle.

‘’You’re cute, y’know.’’ I felt him smiling. He put his index finger under my chin, practically forcing me to look at his flawless face. ‘’We should go out sometime.’’

‘’Yeah, that’d be nice.’’ I smiled and whispered. He smiled and walked off to his locker room.

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Once in the bar with Naomi and Lana, we were all laughing like crazy, talking about the most ridiculous stuff. Naomi told stories about her vacations with Jimmy and the things they did, Lana told her stories about her, Russev and his crazy family. Me, at the other hand, couldn’t talk along about the subject ‘my husband’, let alone boyfriend.

‘’But girl,’’ Naomi said, taking a sip of her drink, ‘’You happy ‘bout being on RAW or would you prefer SmackDown?’’

‘’I’m really happy with RAW, because…’’

‘’She has a crush on someone.’’ Lana spilled, finishing my sentence. I told her I liked Roman, a lot but a man like him, couldn’t possibly fall for a girl like me.  Naomi almost spilled her drink.

‘’Wait gurl, what did I just hear? Who is it?’’

‘’It’s a Samoan named Joe.’’ The blond woman smirked.

‘’Please tell me it’s not Samoa Joe.’’ She pleaded. I burst out laughing shaking my head.

‘’It’s your husbands cousin, you idiot,’’ Lana laughed, ‘’Speaking of the devil.’’ She trailed off and looked at Naomi who was grinning. I frowned and looked at the doorway, seeing Roman and Seth standing there, walking towards us.

‘’Kill me now,’’ I murmured, covering my face with my hands, ‘’You guys ain’t getting off this damn table.’’

‘’We both have to sit over there,’’ Naomi said, trying to hold back her laugh, ‘’it’s too cold here.’’ She grabbed Lana by her arm, dragging her away from where I was sitting. Too cold? Hell, it was hot as hell.

‘’Well hi there,’’ Roman smiled and sat down next to me, ‘’how are you doing?

‘’I-I’m good, how are y-you?’’ I felt the blood rush to my face, making me wanna disappear.

‘’I’m amazing now I’m sitting next to you baby.’’ He smoothly said. Did he just really called me ‘baby’? Am I dreaming? ‘’Can I ask you something?’’

‘’Sure, ask away.’’ I blushed.

‘’Do you dislike me? I mean, you hardly say anything to me and I don’t know what I did wrong. I’m not as intimidating as you when I’m in the ring.’’ He chuckled.

‘’Oh god no,’’ I said with disbelieve written all over my face, ‘’I could never dislike you, I love you.’’ I blurted out. Oh god, shoot me.

‘’You love me huh?’’ Roman shifted closer to me, his head close to my face. ‘’I got a secret to tell you.’’

‘’What’s that?’’ I asked nervously, looking down at my drink. I was prepared for the worst; him saying he hated me, that he disliked me, that he didn’t want to see me anymore, it could be anything.

‘’Well, I kind of love you too.’’ He whispered so only I could hear. ‘’I love everything about you; the way you blush everytime you see me or when I say something, your smile, your determination in the ring, just everything.’’ I turned my head, looking at him, our faces still inches away from each other. I smiled lightly, making him smile as well.

‘’I don’t really know what to say,’’ I honestly said, ‘’The moment I saw you, I don’t know what happened to me, but I’m happy you let me feel things I never felt before.’’

‘’So,’’ Roman intertwined our fingers together, shoving a lock of hair behind my ear, ‘’this means we’re trying?’’

‘’I guess so,’’ I cupped his cheek with my hand and rubbed my thumb along his jawline, ‘’boyfriend.’’

‘’Girlfriend.’’ He laughed, making me blush once again.

Promotion

Pairing: one-sided F!Ryder x Liam (or is it?)
Rating: PG
Summary: In which Cora has to give the Pathfinder advice about boys because apparently this her life now.



Cora liked Grace.

Really.

Sure, at first Cora had been justifiably annoyed that Alec Ryder had opted to transfer the role of Pathfinder to his unprepared twenty-two-year-old daughter rather than his extensively-trained second, but she wasn’t unreasonable. Alec was a parent, his child had been dying, and he’d made a perfectly understandable split-second decision to save her.

And for all of Grace’s inexperience, she was… actually doing a pretty good job. Hell, the angara seemed to not only tolerate but genuinely like her, which was something the most seasoned of diplomats might not have been able to pull off in a matter of decades. Establishing that sort of relationship within weeks was absolutely unprecedented, and (if pressed) Cora had to admit that she doubted she or Alec could have done any better.

That being said, there were times Cora wished Alec were still the one in charge.

This was one of those times.

“Come again?” Cora asked, needing to make absolutely, positively sure that the Pathfinder fidgeting in front of her had actually said what Cora thought she’d said.

“How can you tell if a guy likes you?”

Yep. The Initiative’s hopes and dreams did, indeed, rest in the hands of someone who’d come in here to ask about boys.

Fantastic.

“Like, actually likes you,” Grace continued, “not just ‘will-have-sex-with-you-if-he’s-bored’ likes you. For real likes you. How do you know?”

“Okay. Wow,” Cora said, setting down her data pad. “So, unpacking this piece by piece: no one who has sex with you because he’s bored likes you at all–”

“It’s not like they ever tell you that’s why before you have sex with them–”

“–and you should, under no circumstances, spend any more time with such a person, because that is not a good person.”

Grace opened her mouth as if to offer a rebuttal. She closed it. “Noted.”

“Secondly, I’m going to go out on a limb and assume that you didn’t exactly have great self-esteem in college?”

“That would be accurate.”

“Alright, so: work on that,” Cora said. “Assholes can smell low self-esteem a mile away, and they’ll continue to take advantage of it if you let them. You’re a smart girl, and you’re turning out to be a very capable Pathfinder, so you should really give yourself a little more credit in terms of what you deserve from men.”

“Awww, Cora–”

“Don’t push your luck.”

“Sorry.”

“As to how to tell if someone does like you, that kind of depends on the guy. Was there… anyone in particular you had in mind?”

“What? No,” Grace said far too quickly. “It was a totally hypothetical question.”

Oh, lord.

“Uh-huh,” Cora said flatly. “So if, hypothetically, you had a huge crush on Liam that everyone knows about–”

“I don’t–! He’s just–! I mean, why would you even think–?” Grace deflated. “Everyone knows?”

“Yep.”

“Even Liam?”

Especially Liam.”

“That’s… not great,” Grace said, raking a hand through her hair.

“My point is that you’d probably get a lot farther talking to him about this.”

Grace looked mildly ill.

Oh, for God’s sake, Harper, throw the kid a bone.

“But… if it helps,” Cora said, “from what I’ve seen, he seems to like you, too.”

Grace’s face broke into an absolutely dopey grin. “Thanks, Cora,” she chirped, darting from the room.

Cora sighed and picked the data pad back up, trying to find where she’d left off.

The door opened again.

“So, do you think he, like, like-likes me, or–”

Ryder.”

“Right.”

vernon; drunk on youth (m)

Originally posted by sneezes

genre: fluff/romance and a lil bit of the steamy steam ;)

word count: 8495

characters: Hansol Vernon Chwe/Original Female, bff!Jeonghan + various

prompts: seven(teen) minutes in heaven, university!AU with fraternity!Seventeen, one night stand(?), friends-to-lovers 

*this references to traditional American University Greek life, referring to members as “brothers”, if you’re confused please message me! feelin hella clever that SVT/ ΣΛΤ was managed to be made in the greek alphabet

a happy birthday gift to my sol @vernkn

Hansol Vernon Chwe, she tried to unsuccessfully convince herself, meant nothing to her.

Not when he walked into 18th Century Children’s Literature every Monday and Wednesday, looking like the dead bird her pet cat dragged in when she was three. His ebony strands would stick out like dead twigs, usually muffled by a worn navy baseball cap with the lid twirled behind his neck. He never made a fuss when he entered a minute before the class would start, rushing to the nearest empty desk with his head down, lost in thought. Even though it was an afternoon class, he still managed to look like he walked right out of bed and into lecture.

He meant nothing to her, when he seldom spoke in their seminar, tucked away in the back scribbling notes. Especially not when he’d pipe up for class participation every other blue moon, speaking with sudden austerity about how the English language is so convoluted, his voice strangely comparable to the thickness of raw honey.

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anonymous asked:

Prompt: Speedy Recovery and Raptoramaker Double-Date.

Okay I took liberties with this prompt. It’s more like a clusterfuck of pre-dating-shippery than anything else. Speed prompt, written in 50 minutes. 

Short Straw - Mercy (POV) (x Pharah), Pharah x Widowmaker, Tracer x Mercy - SFW

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There was really no easy way to say it: Fareeha was dating Amélie. We all knew about it… well, almost all of us. They’d never formally announced it (which had initially made me think they were just sleeping together), but to anyone who’d been paying attention their mutual interest was downright obvious—the sideways glances. The little smiles. Sparring just a little too playfully in the practice arena, it was all so clear. Well, if you weren’t blinded by your… complicated feelings towards either one of the women, that was. 

Lena was—well, how should I say it?—not very fond of Amélie. And by ‘not fond of’, I mean the last time they crossed paths, Fareeha had to physically restrain Lena from taking a swing at Amélie in the car park over what had apparently been a ‘smug bloody look and I’m going to murder her’.  

Not that I’d been tempted to attack anyone over having it confirmed that Fareeha was dating Amélie, myself, but to be perfectly honest, I’d struggled with it a little. I had nothing against Amélie per se—she’d been through so much—but she’d also shot at me many, many times while she’d been with Talon, and I’d gone for years believing she’d killed Ana as well as Gérard.

So when Fareeha knocked on my door, loitered nervously around my doorway and then, over a beer (or, to be quite honest, over several beers) blurted out she was actually dating Amélie, I…

…well, it was quite a shock, you understand. A very tough pill to swallow; Amélie was the very last person in the world I’d have imagined someone like Fareeha falling in love with. But apparently as part of Amélie’s rehabilitation from believing she was ‘Widowmaker’, she’d been spending a lot of time reconciling with Ana and then one thing had led to another…

And so here we found ourselves: with Fareeha dating Amélie, and Lena completely unaware of it.

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5 Kinds of Romanticized Crushes That Will Mess You Up

I think “crushing” on someone is a natural thing, and in the right place and the right time, it can lead to something great. Most of the time it’ll pass, as it’s meant to, and we can look back and laugh at the ridiculous amount of time spent mentally replaying the one failed conversation that we still twitch about in the shower. Crushes happen, and they almost never equate to a magical romance materializing out of thin air.

But the darker problem with “crushing” is that it occasionally turns a real live person into a trophy, a sort of non-independent rubber statue imprisoned on a pedestal, and if you ever finally reached it, you’d either squeeze it too hard or please it too much. In both cases, both people lose.

Relationships are hard work, and absolutely require more than the initial illusion of fleeting chemicals in our easily tricked brains. That rush of first feelings is overwhelming, but it doesn’t mean a whole lot in the grander scheme: and we could save ourselves a lot of trouble if we took up Taylor Swift to “count to ten, take it in, this is life before you know who you’re gonna be.”

Here are five types of romanticized crushes that require a heavy dose of self-awareness. I apologize in advance for the snark: I’m only so impassioned here because I’ve seen how badly it can get out of control.


1) Hate Crush (aka Freudian Defense Mechanism)

What it looks like: You like someone, but you hate that you like them, so there’s a lot of passive-aggressive, mean-spirited, hyper-critical gas-lighting aimed their way. This looks cute in movies, but is often awful and humiliating to an actual human being with, you know, their own thoughts and dreams.

Problems: This can be irreversibly destructive if you drag someone long enough through your daily catharsis. I understand the psychology behind this—we resent what we can’t have or we just hate it when we feel so vulnerable with someone—but displacing anger out of confusion when you can’t “have someone” is a really dark, desperate issue that might require real help, immediately.


2) Aspirational Crush (aka I Love The Idea of You)

What it looks like: That really good-looking teacher or singer or authority figure looks great from far away, like a Monet or the brand new ottoman on Craigslist, and this positional power is the sole force of attraction. The way he speaks! The way she leads! The way he knows how to open his jacket button when he sits down!

Problems: When you fall for a hologram and find the real person, it’s like a great movie trailer for a mediocre movie: except you can only blame yourself. Getting to know someone takes time and work, and so does making peace with their flaws. A person’s accomplishments only tell half their story. Part of love is about knowing how to live with the prickly, icky underside of a person, and to stay past inconvenience when the image is shattered.


3) Parasocial Crush (aka Pathological Celebrity Crush)

What it looks like: A celebrity crush is usually harmless and even a ton of fun. Fandoms are the closest thing to virtual high-fives; I’m part of a few and the camaraderie is second only to the military. But all this becomes downright insane when social media fandom-entitlement demands that celebrities (who have personal lives outside the fictional characters they portray) must be super-personal and respond to every tweet and do special favors, often by comments starting with, “I’ve never asked this of anyone famous before, but you owe me, because I made you.” Followed by the reliably manipulative, “You must be too big-time since you won’t talk to nobodies like me.”

Problems: The problem is everything. It’s unhealthy. Please stop it. If they reply, awesome. If they don’t, they never owed you that. If that sounds cruel, then I hope one day you can answer the millions of messages you get from strangers while constantly in fear that you’ll never satisfy a single one of them when you do. Admittedly, a parasocial crush has worked exactly once, which means no, statistically none of us are the exceptions.


4) You-Owe-Me Crush (aka The Friend-Zone)

What it looks like: “So I opened the door for her, right? And she wouldn’t give me her phone number and home address and mailbox keys and her Netflix password!”

Problems: Look, I think some standards are too high and unreasonable (and really, some of us don’t have a right for such high standards if we haven’t done much of anything in life, and we should become someone worth catching before we go “hunting”). But besides the fact that no one should have to change their standards to settle for less, the main thing is that friendship is usually better. And there’s no such thing as a friend-zone. Maybe “biding your time” is a good strategy to wait for old age to strike down your awful co-worker. But for a date? It’s mostly creepy. Being “forever single” isn’t a free pass for pity. Now imagine, if you could actually be friends with someone without the expectation of their naked body in exchange, and if you stayed friends with them even if they dated someone else. No one should ever be encased in a “In Case of Emergency, Break Glass” chamber. Romance isn’t something that can be forced by “nice-guy-ing” your way in (if you think so, you ain’t no nice guy). If romance happens, I hope it’s because it was explored with honest motives and a non-slimy transparency. And if you’re rejected: I’m truly sorry, but I hope it doesn’t turn you into a resentful, entitled, sour-grapes monster. I’ve been there, and even I hated that guy.


5) Apocalyptic Crush (aka Totally-Bad-For-You)

What it looks like: You know that he or she is bad for you. You know where this is going. Everyone has warned you. I even managed to package your future-regret into this juice bottle and you tasted it and you know how bad this will get. I know you hate this lecture for the third time and—hey, where are you going? Heed my warning across this long hallway as you walk towards your imminent destruction! I warned you with my pointing finger of danger!

Problems: I have a lot of sympathy for this, because there’s this wild rebellious streak in all of us that wants to strike out against conformity. But I guess it depends on what you mean by those words. Crushing on a person who only brings out the worst in you isn’t very rebellious. That’s actually conforming. Finding a person who loves you and respects you and gets to know you for who you are? That’s pretty wild. I’m not so much warning you as encouraging you, You can do way better. And you can.

J.S.