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Magic [Tim Drake x Reader]

Anonymous requested: “Could you do a Batfamily x reader imagine where the family ( Dick, Jason, Damian, Cass, Duke, Barbs, and Steph) ship you and Tim together (reader is a year younger than Tim), but Tim is kinda still hooked on Steph and of course, reader has a big crush on Tim and this breaks her heart when he tells her he kinda still likes steph, you can choose the ending! Sorry if this is too much, and also, reader is Bruce’s kid and Damian’s half-sibling! :))))))”

A/N: So I changed it a little bit…

Pairing: Tim Drake x Reader x Alfred [Family]

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2054

[F/N] [M/N] Pennyworth was a beautiful, intelligent and capable young lady with an incredible array of talents. She had an amazing personality and a loving heart, but she was fiery and not someone to underestimate, much like her grandfather. She was adored by those older than her, idolized by those younger than her, the person every girl wanted to be and every boy wanted to date… but, as if her story was a Shakespearean tragedy, there was one person who didn’t fit into those categories and he happened to be the one boy she was hopelessly in love with.

Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne was a handsome, intellectual and talented young man with the variety of skills. He was a unique person but ultimately had the most selfless heart of anybody, but that didn’t mean he was weak. No, his will was stronger than the very gravity that kept the planets in orbit. He had many enemies, he had many friends, and he was also the one [F/N] had unwillingly given her heart to, but alas, he had not noticed her priceless gift for his eyes were set on the young maiden known as Stephanie Brown.

[F/N] knew of his infatuation with Steph. After all, they had been together for quite a while before the relationship came to an end. It was clear Tim still had feelings for the blonde woman while Steph possessed no such feelings towards him. As for [F/N], our poor, sweet [F/N], she could only watch as the man she loved gaze lovingly at a woman that wasn’t her.

The rest of the family looked at her with sadness and pity for unlike the oblivious Tim, they knew of her feelings. They thought [F/N] and Tim would be a perfect match and there was no doubt in their mind that the pair were meant for each other. They had tried countless times to help young [F/N] but Tim would not budge.

[F/N] had tried to keep her emotions down. She thought that if she ignored them, then perhaps they would disappear, but she thought wrong. In fact, she had never been so wrong in her life. She should know better than to suppress love for love always found a way. The feeling only grew and grew until it was a hurricane inside her consciousness tearing everything she created, all those lessons she learned and the walls she built. Everything was shattered by this one emotion.

For that very reason, the young [F/N] found herself in front of the door of Tim’s room. She had been blessed by Fortune as she spent most winters and summers at the very manor her love lived in. Her grandfather was their faithful butler and a dear friend of the family so when she decided to live in America, of course they would welcome her with open arms. She fiddled with the hem of her exquisite dress, one which she had put on just to make her look even more impressive in Tim’s eyes.

Taking a deep breath in, she raised her hand and knocked the oak door, the sound resonating through the hallway. It may be late but knowing the man who swept her off her feet, [F/N] didn’t doubt for a bit that he would still be up, stressing himself over a riddle in a case with a cup of coffee by his side. She was proven right, because moments later the door opened, revealing a sleep-deprived vigilante with unkempt hair and dark bags under his eyes.

Even when she saw him in such an… unflattering state, [F/N]’s heart didn’t fail to speed up. A blush bloomed on her cheeks and she glanced down at her feet in embarrassment.

“[F/N]? What are you doing here so late?” he questioned her, staring at her with those perplexing azure eyes of his.

His voice made the hair on her skin stand upright. She made herself look at him in the eyes–after all, her grandfather taught her it was rude to not look at someone properly when being spoken to. She knew she had to answer, not just because his eyes told her he demanded an answer, but because her heart demanded to be spoken. It had won the war inside of her and overpowered her brain, taking control of her actions and words.

So it wasn’t her mind that spoke the words she was about to speak, but her heart, her pitifully honest heart. “I’m sorry Tim, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.” The curiosity in his eyes increased.

“I–I love you.” she uttered, and as if she was under some spell, everything was confessed. “I’ve loved you for the longest time and–and I don’t know how to stop. I’ve tried and tried and I still can’t get rid of this… this… feeling inside me,” she brought her hand up to her chest. “this feeling whenever I see you, hear your voice, see your stupid smile.” She paused for a second before continuing. “You make me… so happy, just by being here. It’s uncanny really.”

Tim was staring at her with shock etched on his face. He didn’t say anything and for a minute there was nothing but a tense silence, but then he spoke and his words broke [F/N]’s heart. “I–I’m sorry [F/N]… I don’t love you that way, I… I still have feelings for… Steph…”

[F/N] nodded in understanding but she couldn’t stop the tears from appearing in her eyes. She fought them off and fought to keep her voice steady. “I–I know… I know I would never have your heart but…” a sad smile made it’s way to her face, “no matter who you love, or how much time has passed, I’ll still be that hopeless girl, still in love with the Gotham Prince who stole her heart.”

She took a step back, and as a tear finally escaped, cascading down her cheek, she whispered, “goodbye Tim.”

Little did anyone know Miss [F/N] Pennyworth had grand plans for herself, plans that were not put into motion because of her love. Yet now that she had made her confession and had her heart brutally crushed, she couldn’t bear to face Tim anymore and she was sure he felt the same way. So she must be the one to take responsibility–after all, she brewed up this mess.

That was her state of mind as she stepped out of the airport and onto the streets of London.

Back at the manor, Tim was in distress. [F/N] was a person dear to his heart and he had no intentions of breaking hers, but apparently he did just that. It must’ve hurt her more than he thought possible because he hadn’t seen her around in weeks, but perhaps that was because he was avoiding her himself.

Her absence somewhat caused a pain in his chest. He yearned for her silly grin and contagious laugh. In fact just her very presence would be enough to halt this feeling. That was how he ended up searching for her this last few days yet she seemed to have disappeared altogether. In fact, even her room was cleaned. There were no traces of her.

He had avoided asking Alfred. After all, he did break [F/N]’s heart so he didn’t expect the old man to be very happy about that, but now he didn’t see any other solutions. When he got an answer though, he was thoroughly astonished.

“Cambridge?!” He exclaimed. “She went to Cambridge?!”

“Yes.” Alfred confirmed with a solemn nod. “She had received the offer long ago but she hesitated. It seemed you helped convince her Master Tim.”

Tim’s heart sank at those words. No matter which perspective he viewed the situation from, the conclusion was the same; she left because of him. Knowing her, she must have thought that it was for the better, it would’ve been terribly awkward for the both of them so she chose to leave so that he didn’t have to experience that.

It was almost amusing how much of a blow the fact dealt to him. They say you never know how much you love something, or someone, until they’re gone and Tim could laugh at how true that was. Wasn’t it Steph who he loved? If so, why did [F/N]’s departure give him so much pain? Why did he yearn for her with such intensity?

Could it be….

The weather chose to be kind on our maiden [F/N] and gave her sunshine, contrasting the days of cloudiness. The campus was packed with prodigies all aiming to achieve nothing but greatness, and beyond. She actually discovered a challenge here though none could compare to the obstacles she faced when competing against the Wayne family who were all exceptionally smart.

As she exited the grand corridors of the extravagant university, she came face-to-face with a familiar face, one that made her heart dance inside her chest and her skin tingle with unwanted excitement.

Tim Drake… she didn’t know whether to feel happy or upset by his unannounced appearance, but there was one thing she knew she was, and that was unprepared. The poor girl was panicking internally for she knew not how to face him. What would she say? How should she act? Should she greet him like an old friend or brush him off as merely another stranger?

“[F/N].” He called out to her, reached his hand out to her as if he wished to graze her skin. He stepped closer and as if some deity had possessed her to stand still, she allowed him to embrace her. His cologne had a lovely smell that filled her nostrils and had her dizzy. He was warm and comforting and reminded her of home.

“W–What are you doing here Tim?” [F/N] questioned in shock. “Shouldn’t you be in Gotham?”

“I… I wanted to apologize.” He admitted in a hoarse voice, looking at her with sad eyes. She noticed the dark marks under his eyes had intensified and it made her upset to think that she may be the one who caused him such turmoil.

She smiled sadly as she said, “oh Tim, there’s no need to apologize. I should’ve known better.”

Tim, however, shook his head frantically to deny her claims. “No, you don’t understand…” [F/N] arched her eyebrows in confusion and curiosity. “I…” Tim ran his hand through his raven locks to gather his thoughts, “I was wrong. I thought I loved Steph but… that was a mistake. It isn’t Steph.”

[F/N]’s heart pounded rapidly in her chest and her [E/C] eyes were as wide as saucers. “T–Then who…”

“It’s you, [F/N].” Tim smiled, as if mocking his own stupidity, “you’re the one I love. It may have taken me… ages to finally notice. It took you to leave us to make me realize, but I love you [F/N].”

[F/N] began to blink rapidly as she tried to process this new situation at hand. The news hit her like a storm and she was once more at a loss of what to do. Her mouth hung open and she searched in Tim’s eyes for any dishonestly or uncertainty, but all she saw was the opposite; determination, hope and more certainty than anyone she knew.

“I… Tim I…” She didn’t notice she was crying until Tim wiped her tears away with his fingers, his touch gentle and careful. “I don’t know what to say…”

“You don’t have to say anything. You don’t even have to love me back… I’ll understand.” The pain in his voice when he spoke those words were clear and evident. She shook her head in denial.

“No, Tim…” she grasped his hand tightly, “I meant what I said before. I’ll… I’ll always love you.”

“Even after…”

She chuckled and nodded. “Even after you broke my heart.”

The smile on Tim’s face would light up even the darkest hour. It could melt glaciers and outshine the millions of stars in the sky. In a blink of an eye, he brought [F/N] towards him and slammed his lips against hers in a feverish kiss.

And it was absolutely magical.

The Remembrance of Pain (Time Will Explain) by Jaded

A Rogue One/Persuasion Fusion AU

Chapter 5

She turns away and looks at Cassian Andor again, and her eyes narrow. He’s not what she expected, but she’s expected very little from the so-called Rebellion. He’s tall, but not too tall, thinner than she expected, dark haired, dark eyed, and a little mysterious around the edges. Recruiters usually were usually built like supermen; big like Codo, sun-kissed and muscular to lure young men and women away into the idea of this is what you can become or come and be with me. They were open and gregarious. But not this Andor. Quiet and closed off, he is an unknown quantity. She thinks that this makes him a little more dangerous.

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Seeing Colors

The one where the closer you are to them the more aware of them you become, and you find them playing a hot/cold game; for instance, colors get brighter and brighter the closer you are and fade into gray when they’re too far away. With a Kryptonian twist. 

Another installment in my Soulmate oneshots compliation. 

Read it here on AO3


Lena had been seeing gray her entire life. For her entire 24-year-old life, she saw the world in shades in gray. Lena once asked Lex what it was like to see in color, as her older brother had found his own soulmate at a fairly young age. He told his younger sister that it was like nothing she could imagine. And yet he couldn’t describe it to her. He couldn’t describe what the color red looked like. Or the color green. Or blue.

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anonymous asked:

don't come after me for saying this, but i just don't see the appeal of lili/cole. there's just no spark for me. have I become too old for shipping now or something? lili just seems so young and inexperienced to me

i feel bad for you dude. so many magical moments of sparks, chemistry and banter youre missing out on? i hope you will find the inner lilicole peace within you soon! 

regarding lili, i think she’s one of the most refreshing, clever and pensive young women out there to be honest. 

anonymous asked:

i'm so sick of people acting like i'm too young to know I don't want children/to get married or have a relationship/adopt pets. i'm 19. my cousin was 3 years younger than me when she had her first child. people told her it was a blessing and that she knew what she was doing. i don't understand this double standard.

Just ignore them. It’s your path so walk it as you choose. Sixteen seems rather young to start a family. Children are indeed a blessing so long as they are wanted and cherished. If you do not want emotional attachments then that is your choice. I began to shed these attachments only after about age 42 and that was my path.


Kaila: Velvet! Look at you! You’re so grown up!

Cassidy: Laura is in her room but she won’t let us in. 

Kaila: She’s been acting strange since Friday. She had her first internship and since then just hasn’t been the same.

Cassidy: Wasn’t she suppose to go meet her professor yesterday too? She seemed so excited about everything this week.

Velvet walked up to Laura’s bedroom door. Placing her hand against the solid wood she felt so close to her yet so far.

anonymous asked:

I just read your Voltron antis post and the thing about child-coding Pidge is the reason I relate with her so much. I honestly believe she's 17 at the least (in my opinion at least) and whenever soneone treats her as if shes a niave child i think about how people treat me. I'm not kidding, I am 19 turning 20 and haven't grown an inch since I was 12 leaving me at 4'11". I get carded regularly. I've even been rejected by guy cause even though I am a fucking adult I look too young for them.

Wow, that is fucking terrible. That guy probably didn’t deserve you anyway. You go dude~ I feel the pain though. I had to bring my tall friend with me so they’d sell me stuff since I haven’t gotten my valid ID yet and the government is taking its sweet time processing it. So all I can really show is my birth certificate as proof. This is why I don’t go anywhere where you can be carded. The pain is real. Like. sometimes I feel people don’t take me seriously cuz I look like a kid and that just fucking sucks. So when they sideline Pidge and go all child-coded, it just pisses me off so much. Fucking young my ass.

Proof my Physics teacher is the best kind of teacher

He hid a piglet inside his shirt during class. She’s so young that she needs external body heat to keep warm, and has to be fed every couple of hours. 

No one suspected a thing until one of the students after class doubted that he had pigs. He even mentioned something moving and getting hungry inside his shirt, but we all thought it was just him being funny.

He hadn’t even named her yet, so when I asked him what her name was, he decided to name her Teacup.


Asians in Star Wars


too young - sabrina carpenter

I’m probably too old to be writing about this song, given that people I know my age are getting married on purpose, but if I think back far enough I can remember what it was like to be young and sure I was in love, so let’s go back in time for a bit.

When I was 13, 14, 15, I had a best friend. I quite genuinely thought she would be my best friend for the rest of my life, despite our long distance friendship. I also definitely thought I was in love with her, which was a lot of awakenings at the time but definitely not the point. The point is that I was 15 and in love, and defiant that I wasn’t too young for that.

If I’m too young / to fall in love / why do you keep running through my brain?

Sabrina sings the beginning of this song from an outsider’s perspective, things people have said to her. Everyone tells me I gotta go slow / and it’s gonna hurt sometimes / no matter what you do. When you’re young, everyone sets you up for heartbreak. Whatever it is, if you’re young, it won’t last. It can’t last. It’s not real.

I don’t want to say that’s true but it kind of is. I haven’t spoken to my old best friend since I was 18 and she up and decided we weren’t friends anymore. That isn’t fair to her, but this isn’t her platform, it’s mine, so for the sake of the narrative I wasn’t too young to know I was in love with her and she up and left.

So it’s gonna hurt sometimes.

I know better now than I did when I was a teenager, but I was in love then inasmuch as I knew how to be. It was real. If I’m too young / to know anything / why do I know that I’m just not the same? That’s real, inasmuch as anything can be real when you’re 15. I’ve got to fall to fly.

Sabrina’s not misguided or young, but what she’s experiencing is a specific kind of real that’s only real for a short period of time. It’s only real when you’re young, in those liminal teenage years where everything is too real and you feel it all more than anyone else.

Once upon a time
There was a beautiful princess
Who lived in a tower.
One day, a prince came to her rescue.
The prince told her he loved her
And they lived happily ever after.

Once upon a time
There was a little princess
Who lived in a small town.
One day, a prince came to her school.
The prince told her he loved her
And they lived happily ever after.

Once upon a time,
There was a young girl
Who lived in the middle of nowhere.
One day, a boy came into her life.
She dreamed he’d tell her he loved her
And they’d live happily ever after.

Once upon a time,
There was a girl
Who fell in love with her best friend.
One day, she told the boy she loved him.
She hoped he’d say, “I love you, too.”
So they could live happily ever after.

Once upon a time,
There was a beautiful princess
Who never stopped loving her prince.
One day, she admitted everything she ever felt,
But the prince didn’t love her back.
He lived happily ever after
With another princess.

  • what he says: I'm fine.
  • What he means: haruhi fujioka went and entire anime without ever succumbing the classic female-character-in-anime-traps. her personal arc never centers around the men in her life, but rather on her personal growth. her main flaw isn't that she works too hard, or overshadows the boys, or is bitchy. her main flaw is a disconnection from humanity and her desire to take the world's burdens on her shoulders. her mother's death at a young age left her with the belief that she had to be responsible and strong before all else, leaving her to distance herself from the people she cared about and making her miss out on the fun things about her life (a classic inversion or the western 'you're the man of the house now' trope). in meeting the host club haruhi is placed into a strange and often wonder-land esque world (highlighted more in later episodes) where she learns to connect with others and to let herself enjoy life, while staying responsible. haruhi's studies never suffer and she is never made to feel like she can do anything less then what she set out to do, but she learns to have fun with life to, that she can just be a kid a still work towards all her goals, and in the end chasing after tamaki and telling him she wanted to stay in the host club and that all of them loved doing it, brings her arc full circle, and allows her to choose the friends she's made and show she's learned to care about them, without compelling her to make a choice between them and her career. in many ways the core message of haruhi's story is that it is entirely possible to have everything you want without giving anything or anyone in your life up, and haruhi didn't have to make a choice between her family of choice and the goals she felt she had to fulfill to make her mother proud of her.
My assessment of the Power Rangers
  • Jason: troubled cinnamon roll, too young to be having an existential crisis
  • Kimberly: sassy boss ass bitch with a mean streak
  • Zac: caring and crazy son of a gun
  • Trini: smol angry lesbian bean
  • Billy: protect my son at all costs
They tell me I’m too young to be heart broken,”
She laughed painfully while wiping away the tear that had begun to fall.
“They tell me I don’t even know what life is yet, let alone what love is, stupid, right? I mean, who the hell put an age limit on fucking love? Who’s to say you fall in love at a certain age? People are able to fall in love whenever the hell they fall in love, whether that’s 16 or 25. They tell me I’m fine, I’m fine because a boy just decided he didn’t want me anymore and that’s that. They tell me I’m fine because I have my whole life to live, I’m not heart broken… I’m just experiencing the inevitable they say. But who are they to tell me, or anyone, that they don’t know what heartbreak is? Heartbreak is sitting on the bathroom floor with what feels like - your heart in pieces, trying your damn hardest to breathe while wondering why the fuck you weren’t good enough for someone to stick around. Heartbreak is strange, because you’re not dying.. You’re not even sick, you’re perfectly fine. Yet you’re in so much pain that you can’t even breathe. You can’t sleep and you can’t stop the tears from falling. Sometimes you eat too much and sometimes you don’t eat at all. Non smokers light up and non drinkers find a bar. And trust me, I wish I didn’t know what that felt like.
—  Excerpt of a book I’ll never write
Otayuri + Mila Headcanons

-Mila pulls Yurio away from everyone after the competition and says “Ohhhh so that’s who you can’t stop talking about. He’s pretty hot~”

-Mila gave Beka the idea of giving Yurio his scarf.

-Mila knows Beka loves braiding Yurio’s hair so she taught him Yurio’s favourite braid.

-Both pining dorks go to Mila for advice…at different times of course.

-Mila becomes Yurio’s 4th over protective parent (grandpa Plisetsky and Viktuuri are 1st-3rd)

-Yakov and Lila just say “use a condom” and Mila drags Yurio away because he is tOO YOUNG.

-Mila shares cat videos with Beka who then shows them to Yurio who then proceeds to squeal because his bf is such a lovable dork.

-It’s almost impossible for Otayuri to have any privacy because Mila and Viktuuri are always trying to take not so subtle selfies with them in the background.

-Even years later when Otayuri gets married the inside joke about them just being friends is still strong. Mila likes to assure everyone the marriage is merely platonic and that friends get married for just being friends all the time.

-One time Mila got so annoyed with Yurio’s pining she picked him uP AND PUT HIM ON BEKA’S LAP. The Yuri’s Angels were there recording and that vid went V I R A L. Yes even more so than when the Hero of Kazakhstan kidnapped the Fairy of Russia!!!

-Mila steals Yuri Angels cat ears and helps Beka paint them with cat patterns.

-Mila stole Beka’s sunglasses and painted them with tiger pattern.

-She also may or may not steal Yurio’s phone and change his lock screen and home screen to pictures of Beka~

-Yurio may or may not very lowkey like that she does this~

-Beka does his best to keep his phone away from Mila or else she’ll go on his social media’s and taunt the Yuri Angels.

-Mila & Viktuuri write collab Otayuri fanfictions. Beka knows the account and swears he is going to get cavities from all the sugary fluff.

-Mila proposes the best friends forever name for Otayuri to be “Winnie and Tigger”.

-Mila somehow convinces Beka for them to duet “Can’t Sleep Love” by Pentatonix for Yurio’s 16th.

-When Mila gets annoyed of her pining dorks she ignores them and if they try to get her attention she just gives them a thumbs up.

-If you ever hear a really loud screeching ‘Davai’ at a competition when Yurio is going to perform that’s Mila. Beka’s Davai is too smol and intimate for anyone to hear.

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