so as not to confuse you about what time zone i live in

i’ve seen two variations of possible carey and killian bouquet toss shenanigans- one that involves taako going all the fuck out to catch that bouquet and one that involves him and lup fighting tooth and nail over the damn thing because they both want to marry their boyfriends. i would like to add a third option for your consideration:

two brides. two bouquets. two twins. 

no one has to leave empty handed, and no one is going to. 

you see, lup and taako have been anticipating this bouquet toss for months. they have planned for this. these elves are out for metaphorical blood, and nothing up to and including another apocalypse is going to stop them from getting their mitts on those flowers, because they have an agreement. a promise they made to each other over a century and a half ago, when they were just kids fighting for survival in their homeworld. they’d promised one another that neither of them would ever get married unless (unless) they were able to do so together in a fucking sweet-ass garish and well-catered double wedding. 

which, of course, is why barry and lup never tied the knot properly in the, what like sixty-someodd years since they made things fantasy facebook official? she wasn’t gonna get hitched unless her brother was doing it too. except now, now that taako has found his bliss with ghost rider? everything is fair game and marriage is absolutely on the table. which makes it the most important thing in the world that they both get their hands on a bouquet at carey and killian’s wedding, by any and all means necessary. so they plan. they scope out the temple months beforehand under the guise of, i dunno, menu planning or some shit like that? but they’re actually just getting a read on the lay of the land, where the toss will take place, how they can use the environment to their advantage.

they track davenport down, using the postcards he sends them to anticipate his movements, find him docked in a lively port town and ask him to give them pointers on illusory magic. they know they’re good enough at it, but he’s the best, and they need to learn from the best to pull this off. dav’s a little… concerned, because the twins won’t tell him why they’re asking for tips, but they say they don’t want to implicate him as an accomplice in anything, and he’s known these two long enough to be sure he really doesn’t want to know what they’re planning. 

the day of the wedding comes and it’s a fucking beautiful ceremony, not a dry eye in the room by the end of it. the reception goes off without a hitch, dinner’s a hit, and then it’s time for the bouquet toss. there is a large-ish crowd gathered on the dancefloor, and carey and killian are standing on chairs, backs to the crowd and each holding a bouquet. taako and lup are waiting near the back of the crowd. everyone cheerfully counts down “three! two! one!” and then, just as the brides toss their bouquets over their shoulders, lup’s wand twitches in her hand and there’s a loud explosion outside. 

everyone turns to look out the window, concerned, and that’s when taako strikes, brandishing the krebstar and producing an illusion of about fifty bouquets, all soaring through the air at once. only the twins, who had been watching closely the whole time, know which two are the real ones. lup runs across the dancefloor at taako, who tosses her up above the crowd where, in true flipwizard style, she snatches her bouquet out of the air and lands on her feet with an acrobatic flourish. taako, having boosted his sister up, now zeroes in on his own bouquet, which is hurtling towards the ground. he runs toward it and, just when it seems like he’s not going to make it before it hits the floor, he drops down and knee slides the final few feet, bending backward as he goes and catching it gracefully at the last moment.

this all takes place over the span of about two and a half seconds, and at the end of it all, when the metaphorical dust has settled, all that’s left is about seventy confused wedding guests, two elves grinning smugly and high-fiving with bouquets in their hands, and barry and kravitz sitting at their table looking equal parts stunned, impressed, and smitten with their respective SOs.

basically, tl;dr, why have the twins fight when they could just as easily work together and pull of some dope-ass feat of awesomeness?

What is a story you have been dying to tell?

When I was 15 years old, I ran away from home because I was pissed off at my parents for a reason I cant remember. I didnt have much money, so I decided to hop onto the skytrain(public transport train in British Columbia) and ride it as far as it would go. I reached the end of the line in less then an hour, and decided I wanted to ride it all the way back again, while trying to formulate some kind of plan of how I wanted to live the rest of my life without my parents or anyone. At the last stop, or the first stop depending on your perspective of it, a girl came on and sat in the row right behind me. I didnt pay much attention to her at first, as I was busy writing my life plan on a napkin. It was a few minutes later that she got up and came sat next to me, curious as to what I was writing. I told her the story, and after a few laughs, we began talking about everything and anything. Her name was Amanda, 17 years old, and absolutely wonderful. She told me she was getting off at the last stop, which was also the first stop, depending on how you look at it. It was also the stop I had gotten on originally, and I told her we would ride to it together. The train ride took less then an hour, and what a wonderful hour indeed.

When the last stop did come, we both knew we probably wouldnt see each other ever again(this was before the days of cellphones, and I was a shy little kid afraid to make moves). As we got to the end of the sidewalk which split in two different directions, she went right and I went left. Before saying goodbye she turned to me and asked me a question that has become a wonderful part of my life; she asked me, “Tell me something you have done, or want to do, that you think I should do? It can be anything, as challenging as you want it to be, or as easy. As long as you give me the rest of my life to complete it, I promise I will do it..” I was confused as to why, but I thought about it, and told her, “Sing a song acapella in a room full of strangers.” She said perfect and asked me if I would like a challenge as well. I told her I did, and she told me, “read, from start to finish, “Ulysses” by James Joyce.” I had never heard of it at the time, but I agreed, and we said our goodbyes.

I have a awful memory, and cant remember most conversations I have with most people. But I remember all of that clearly. You know why? Because of the challenge she gave me. In the 12 years that have past since, I have tried to read that book in over 150 different sittings. Everytime I open my copy of the 780 page monster of a book, I always think of her, and I always think of that day. Ive never been sure if it was her intent or not, but she left her lasting memory on me with that challenge. I soon after learned what she did, was a completey wonderful and amazing thing for me. So I decided to keep it going. Ive met a lot of strangers in my life; some that have become friends, and some, due to living in different time zones and whatnot, didnt. I dont want to just have experiences and then let them go. I want to remember these meetings, and embrace the fact that they happened. So whenever I leave someone who has left an amazing impact of my life, I always make sure to add them to my Ulysses Bucket List. I ask them to give me a challenge, as difficult or as easy as they want it to be, and regardless of the fact that they have done it or not; simply something their heart has had wanted to do.

Some have been easy and fun; I met a man in India 9 years ago who told me to, for a week or a month, cook/buy twice as much food as I intend on eating, and give the other half to a stranger in need. I completed that mission 8 years ago, and thought about that man and the time we had all the way through. I met a girl on a cruise 6 years ago, who told me to jump into a body of water on a slightly cold day, without touching or feeling the temperature of the water first. I did that the very same year. I met a couple at an outdoor music festival a few years ago that told me to wear the most bizarre outfit imaginable and walk through a public place, completely oblivious to the fact that you arent looking normal. I did that task the very next day, at the same festival. Some have been difficult, to say the least: three guys I met in Amsterdam and smoked all night with, told me to go to a mall and give 10 strangers 10 presents. That one took a lot of courage, but I did it a year or so after I met them. It was nerve racking, but at the same time exhilerating leaving my comfort zone. A girl I met on a plane told me to sky dive; Im still in the process of getting that done. A couple I met in Cali on the beach told me to tell the 5 people I hated the most, that I love them and respect them. That one was very difficult because of my stubborness, but ive come close to completing that list many a times(still in the process, 2 more people to go).

And some things, have had an everlasting impact on my daily life. I met a girl at a music festival, who told me that whenever I get mad at someone, walk away, sing my happy song in my head for 5 minutes, go back to the person im mad at with a clam heart and mind, and work things out. Ive made this my way of life. I once met a man at a gym in a hotel I was staying at, that told me “whenever your body and brain tells your that you are exhausted and done…use your heart instead and push out 2 more reps.” Ive made this my motto when working out or working on any kind of extrenuating exercise in which my body demands me to quit. I also use it while working on anything, and while studying. One of the best pieces of advice ive ever received.

There are many others that each brought joy to my life. There are still many tasks I have yet to accomplish, and everytime I think of these tasks, I think of the people that gave them to me. It amazes me how well I remember all these people, while I cant remember so many aspects of even yesterday. These experiences, not only do I take from them a “mission” or a “challenge”, I also take from them a memory of them that never fails to appear inside of my mind. I opened my Ulysses book for probably the 300th time yesterday, and read a few pages, which prompted me to share this story with you today. Im in the final 30 pages of the book, also known as the most dreaded of the read(in the last 40 pages or so, James Joyce doesnt use a single punctuation mark; no periods, no commas, no nothing; a straight 50 page run-on sentence).

I never saw Amanda after that day, nor do I know if she ever did get a chance to sing a song to a room full of strangers. But what I do know, is that she gave me a gift that has never once stopped giving. So wherever you may be, thank you for giving me the Ulysses Bucket List. And I swear i’ll finish it one day. My life advice? Simple: Create your own Ulysses bucket list.

fake dating! zimbits

It was only by a stroke of luck that Jack happened to look at his phone just as he exits the lecture hall. The group chat was blowing up – the group chat was always blowing up these days – but the lack of all-caps or exclamation marks caught his attention right away.

Eric Bittle: Guys, I wouldn’t ask this of y’all if I really didn’t need this, but I have to ask a HUGE favor of one of you.

Shitty Knight: brah are you dying

Justin Oluransi: You can have my kidney, Bits.

Adam Birkholtz: u aren’t gonna save that for me just in CASE, JUSTIN?

Larissa Duan: shit, bitty, r u ok

Eric Bittle: Um, yeah, mostly, I just…..need someone to pretend to be my boyfriend.

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— slowdance on the inside | (m)

pairing— kim taehyung x reader | feat jeon jungkook
genre/warnings— light angst, romance/fluff and smut
words— 20,476

:: summary— Taehyung has liked you as long as he can remember. He’s unsure when the line blurred from friendship to romantically, but it’s about to get a lot worse when he’s forced to watch you date his friend, Jungkook…

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I’ve seen some stuff about this before but I just wanna bring it back… yknow, that one time Taako accidentally calls Merle “dad”, and he’s not about to live that down, ever, so after a couple weeks of relentless teasing he decides to just make it a fucking thing. Merle? Merle who? That’s my dad right there dunno what you’re talking about, I’m respectful enough that I don’t call my dad by his first name c’mon. 

The thing is, it eventually catches on. First with Lup, because they’re twins so obviously they share a father, then Magnus because he thinks it’s funny as fuck. Barry says “well I guess you being Lup’s dad makes you my dad-in-law and I’m just gonna simplify it by calling you dad, too. Or maybe pops.” And Lucretia comes in with “if Merle is our dad what does that make Davenport?” and everyone instantly agrees he’s the Other Dad but he’s the Cool Dad who goes by his own damn name, actually. 

Angus starts to call him “Granddad”, much to Merle’s annoyance, though Taako finds it hilarious. Merle tries to deter it by pointing out the implication that one of them must be Ango’s parent to make him the grandfather, but both Magnus and Taako proudly claim the title as their own but insist that they, like Davenport, are cool dads who go by their first names (lbh Angus probably ‘accidentally’ calls one or both of them dad as well, just not in front of people usually). Merle complains a little more because his own actual kids are closer to Ango’s age than anything, but when it gets down to it he really doesn’t mind that much. 

It gets so pervasive that they even do it in public. One time at a bar Merle is drinking with Lucretia and picking on her, teasing good-naturedly of course, but before they know it, some young fella next to them asks Lucretia if everything is okay, if she’s being bothered or whatever, and she just looks at him and says “Um, no, I’m fine, he’s my dad.” and the guy looks between them, confused, but nods and walks away. 

Merle’s biological children think it’s kind of weird, at first. After the initial reaction, though, Mookie is actually more excited than anything to have all these cool older siblings around, and after a while Mavis learns to appreciate it too (she’s very partial to Lucretia and Barry, the tamer and nerdier of the bunch, but she eventually gets along well with all of them).

One time, someone eventually asks them if they mean it like Merle is a “father” because he’s a cleric, and they’re all stopped dead in their tracks because none of them had ever thought of it that way, but they agree that that could be one interpretation of it. More than anything, though, they just all know they’re family in some way, so why not make a sort-of joke out of what is basically true? 

anonymous asked:

hey if you're still doing prompts, the time(s) someone outside of the team (or inside) mistakes aaron for andrew or the other way around?? thanks!! i love your writing!!

There should be some sort of rule, Aaron thinks, that identical twins have to avoid celebrity. 

It was disarming enough to be a teenager the first time he saw his own face with nothing inside of it, like an indifferent stone likeness. Then Andrew went and got himself famous, made himself important to everyone (including Aaron). He stares out from magazine spreads with his middle finger up when Aaron goes through the checkout counter, and he follows him closely with his reputation.

He’s had patients bow out of the exam room when they heard their intern was ‘A. Minyard’. He’s had anger and relief flip toggles in his chest when he caved and bought a magazine, finding Andrew and Neil piled in Exy gear to promote a product. They looked uncommitted and severe except when they were jostled together and shot from the side, candid, staring. 

It almost makes him miss the moments with the foxes when everything was as simple as watching Andrew’s face for the changes and catching the wave to the next game.

But it’s better to have the kind of work that he knows he does best, stockpiled for the rest of medical school and the rest of his life after that. It feels good to stretch on rubber gloves and distance himself from the worst sort of rot in the world. 

It feels good for his feet to throb and his head to twist itself into knots, and to come home to Katelyn, who always tries to wait up for him and never can. She passes out with her legs over the armrest of their secondhand couch and her hair fanned over the cushions. He kisses her awake more often than not.

He goes for runs, sometimes, like he never did in college. It’s when his own reflection makes his neck prickle and he thinks, god, he’s here. He’s never not here. If you’re a twin you’re a member of a club, and you’re constantly in uniform.

He gets stopped on the street and asked for his autograph, and he feels comforted to know that his “piss off” is gentler than whatever Andrew would have said. 

He sees his own face hoisted at pride, watches Andrew become half of a relationship that handcuffs exy to entire social movements, and it coaxes old fear into his blood. It takes some wrangling and undoing of rusted closed spigots before he realizes that he’s impressed, too. 

He hates Neil out of habit. He watches the sun make new colours with Katelyn’s hair at 5 am. He puts his alarm on snooze just so he can lie there with her. He likes that his life is a can on a string, and somewhere, tossed out into another state, in a high-rise with blackout curtains and an orange cat, Andrew has the other can.

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Lock and Key (M)

*I am so tired*

Requests: Anon asked “Can you make like a dirty y/n imagine of Jimin please??” + @bangtanofarmys asked “ FUCK FUCK FUCK OMG FINALLY SOMEONE’S REQUEST IS OPEN. Ok I want to request a rough Jimin smut, with daddy kink and stuff BECAUSE IM SO TIRED OF BEING REQUESTED AND NOT REQUEST T-T “ you’re so cute wtf 

Word Count: 10.8k bc I don’t know when to stop


Another mundane day has come to pass, your best friend’s arm slung over your shoulders as you soak up the blinding sunrays on your skin. The sun pressed harsh kisses on your delicate skin, a definite burn accompanied by heavy sweating was just the peak of your day. You could barely remember the words of your professor, zoned out and ready to slump into your couch for two days.

Anthropology was fun when you still had your first year jitters, excited to be in university and getting a degree in something you loved. Now, a few weeks into your second year, you wished the years would just pass by.

Distracted by your internal monologue, you barely caught the bus on time, the driver ready to zoom through traffic and you waved your hand out wildly to catch his attention. You stumbled into a seat, the bus moving no less than a second after you got on.

Mindlessly watching the street signs while numerous people leaving and entering the bus, you get off at the stop near your house. You kick off your shoes, dropping your bag on the shoe rack and you heard a broken sob.

“Mom? Dad?” You went into the kitchen, followed by a set of sniffling before going into the living room. Your father held your mother in a consoling way, her hands clinging onto his red sweater. She grabbed a tissue and blew into it.

“Mom? Why are you crying? What happened?”

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All hands on deck

request: Hey love, can I request StevexReaderxBucky? All early 20s. Reader works with law/business. She was close with Bucky or Steve(you choose) growing up/in high school. But they just lost touch. Reader meets Steve/Bucky for the first time & they live in the same building. Reader finds out either one/both Steve & Bucky are strippers. Maybe readers inexperienced but flirty (sleeps w/people she likes). Nat & Reader are sisters- they’re both gorgeous & close.

pairing: steve rogers x reader x bucky barnes

word count: 6017

warnings: smut, threesome, oral (male receiving), fingering, breath play, praise kink, stripping, small amounts of dry humping

a/n: 9 pages and five hours later! also changed a few aspects of the request so the fic worked well.

Originally posted by dailyteamcap

The moment you walked through the entrance of your apartment complex, you knew something was different despite not knowing what it was. You tried to push the feeling away as you made your way to the elevator smiling at your neighbours as you did, you may have been tired after a day of hard work but nothing stopped you from being polite to those around you.

As soon as the elevator doors opened with a ding you quickly scurried your back against the cool metal wall and your head leaning back as you let out a long sigh. You were beyond tired as well as beyond annoyed, your boss made you stay at work two hours later than usual and you were exhausted. All you wanted to do was go to your apartment and crawl into your bed and sleep until you woke up the next morning for work.

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CAN I PLEASE JUST HAVE SOME BATFAM THINGS THAT INCLUDE KATE KANE AND TERRY MCGINNIS PLEASE

Like honestly I’ve been reading a lot of batfam fics recently and I always get sad when Kate Kane and Terry aren’t in them. BB was my fave series and I just!!

I want a fic where the Justice League (or Young Justice, maybe all of them together) decide to have a cookout because they’re fun and everyone deserves a break once in a while

They meet Batman’s family, and are like “Bruce when did you have time to adopt so many kids” because like

Dick is casually walking on his hands and Jason is slowly getting more annoyed that he can’t stay up as long as Dick can, and Damian and Tim are just at each other’s throats because “for the last time Damian, I am not going to send Aquaman into the Phantom Zone because 1) I physically cannot do that and 2) just because he talks to fish doesn’t make him the harbinger of the apocalypse”

Steph and Barbara are casually filming the entire thing and Alfred just makes sure nothing gets broken

And Duke and Harper have fun pranking everyone and Cassandra makes sure everyone is having fun in that eerily quiet way of hers (”Bruce Cassandra just smashed a hotdog onto my plate” “Just eat it Diana” “Bruce i’m vegetarian” “Well that’s your own fault indulge my daughter”)

Kate Kane is there an totally strikes up a conversation with Wonder Woman and she’s just the Cool Wine Aunt who tries to help Jason pick up girls and generally helping her nieces and nephews with pranks (”Kate I thought I said you could not give Damian a grappling hook for his birthday” “Why not? He loves it!” “Because he used it to swipe food off the dinner table and Jason convinced Dick that he could use it to reenact Sia’s Chandelier” “Ooh I wish I could have seen that” “I got him to do Wrecking Ball and the chandelier fell wanna see the video?” “Not helping, Jason.”)

And the Young Justice team thinks it’s so cool that Dick and Tim have all these siblings who fight crime too and try to rope them into joining until Jason is just like “Listen I died last time we went on patrol” “Jason you ripped your pants on a fence trying to one-up Damian in parkour skills” “Shut up Dick I’ll replace you with BatCow on the next patrol”

And suddenly the pictures are being passed around and everyone is cooing over how cute Damian was or puzzled over why there’s a selfie of Stephanie and Tim when Dick is in the background trying to keep a set of curtains from completely catching fire and yelling at Jason, until suddenly, they come to a photo of Batman Beyond

Green Arrow asks who it is and Batman answers with the most serious face:

“That’s my half-clone and biological son Terry. He pops in from the future from time to time.”

And then they actually get the chance to meet Terry somehow and everyone is baffled because they all thought Damian was the only biological kid Bruce had, but here’s Terry just lounging in the living room wearing his Beyond suit and complaining about the Bachelor while eating ice cream straight out of the carton because “This is entertainment?? Come on, we all know Vanessa can do better than Sean, he’s not even cute!” and just generally being confused about this timeline and saying how everything is “So Schway” and of course the brothers retaliate with “Oh my god, Terry stop trying to make schway happen, it’s not gonna happen”

It’s all just a chaotic confusing mess and Wally couldn’t be happier because he thought his family was a mess, what with all the time paradoxes and time traveling and just being very bad at not running into your other family member with super speed

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Pairing: Steve Rogers (Captain America) x Reader (Avenger)

Summary: The Reader is a new Avenger, living with the Avengers, everything’s going fine. Except they tease her for being only 21 and the youngest of them all, by calling her baby.

Warnings: daddy kink, unprotected sex (don’t do this), big age difference

Note: Excuse my bad english, if you find any mistakes, please tell me so I can correct them. Thank you.

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Originally posted by your-kylie-me

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Power Cut III

Originally posted by sugagifs

Pairing : Yoongi x Reader
Genre : Fluff, slight angst, Hybrid!au
Word count :  3858
Warnings : mentions of sex, nudity

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 4

Summary : Yoongi is the cat hybrid you once adopted at an adoption center. You took care of him as best as you could months following his adoption but he still has not erased the distance he voluntarily puts between you.


“I’ve already learned to make coffee but, that machine is so strange…? Still, it’s not my fucking fault.”

The sleepy slanted eyes of the cat hybrid darted to yours as you plunged your face in your hands in disbelief. The kitchen clock exactly showed 4:38 AM. The reason you were sighing was the fact you had to wake up at such early hour. The reason you were plunging your sleepy eyes, annoyed into his, was the fact he woke you up. For what? For him fidgeting and messing around with the coffee machine at 4 in the morning.

“Your point? Why would you make coffee at that hour, Yoongi?”

You were less annoyed by the fact coffee was leaking everywhere from the machine as not so reassuring sounds erupted from it than the fact of being woken up for such reason.

“Geez. Where is your sympathy, __? Like I wanted to be nice for once and this is how you thank me?”

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The Friendly Wager (Part 5)

Summary: AU. Reader and Bucky Barnes are neighbors and best friends. After yet another bad date, reader comes home to find Bucky with his typical weekend target. They decide to make a wager about dating, but is there more on the line than reader cares to admit?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,562

Warnings: language, fluff, sarcasm, drinking, bad jokes, angst

A/N: This is my submission for the lovely Kait’s ( @bionic-buckyb) 5k AU Challenge. Congrats on the followers, friend! My prompt was “Can you please come over so I don’t feel so alone?

Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7

Tags are closed. Only two parts left after this! I’m really sorry for pushing out two updates but I’m running out of time and work is going to be tough, so…

Originally posted by darlingpanslove

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Falling Up

Characters - Steve x Reader, Eventual Bucky x Reader

Word Count - 1815

Warnings - Heavy makeout sesh

AU - Prof!Bucky

Song - Falling Up by Mike Dupree ft. Maddi Jane

A/N - This story is a tiny bit of a slow burn in a sense. Don’t get me wrong though, there’s a lot of drama! There are a few twists and turns…one part will be written in first person but it’ll pay off if you stick with it, promise. Trust me. This is a rewrite of a story I posted on my old SPN blog a while back so those of you that know me from there will recognize it.

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You glanced at the clock on your desk, the sleek silver hands telling you that it was ten-thirty at night. You’d been sitting at your desk for so long that you didn’t even realize it’d gotten dark in the first place. Clenching your jaw, you took a deep breath and continued to tap away at your keyboard. The image of the other buildings and the night sky, all now obvious in the reflection of your computer screen. Letting it all be a new constant reminder that you were there much longer than you needed to be, but this was nothing out of the ordinary.

You silently cursed yourself for ever pursuing a career as a lawyer, even more so for joining one of the largest and hardest working firms in the country; Stark & Rogers, LLC. If that wasn’t enough stress weighing down on you, there was always the added pressure of the potential promotion that you were fighting against four other attorneys for. To make matters even worse, you had one of the owners constantly in the building because he liked to be more “hands on" with his work.

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anonymous asked:

writing prompt (if u want) : andrew and neil met before while neil was someone else and broke andrew's heart by leaving/vanishing/faking death/idfk and then neil just shows up like no ?? u are like chris or some name and u r dead what is going on and how dare u

so we’re going to pretend im not the shittiest person ever and didn’t take like a week to write this 2000 word thing but anyways hope u like it :)

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The shock of the exy racquet crashing into Neil’s stomach was secondary to the shock that came from seeing Andrew Spear again.  While his lungs screamed for air, his brain screamed for an escape.  To run.  And never stop running again.

The edges of his vision turned as black as the shirt Andrew wore the first time they’d met those few years ago.  It had been a startlingly warm day, aided by the fact that Nathaniel and his mother had just migrated south again from Montreal.  California was everything and nothing that Nathaniel, no, Chris, had expected.  It was hot, and there was the smell of salt in the air from the Pacific Ocean – that Chris had known would be there.  He hadn’t counted on people being so open.  Maybe that’s why he was so drawn to Andrew, a spot of darkness against the ever sunny sky.  Andrew had never been an easy read.

The first time Andrew spoke to him, it was because he had gotten into a fight with a teacher.  Neil had left the classroom at the end of the day with his head down, hugging his books close to his body.  He didn’t know how long he’d stay here, but the fact that his mother had let him attend school was a good sign that they’d be in California for a while.  Still it wasn’t a good idea to make friends or have ties here.  Nobody should remember his face.

“You know,” Neil had heard him say as he passed a tree on the edge of the school’s property, “For someone who’s trying to keep a low profile you sure do love to get in a fight.”

He turned and came face to face with the blonde.  Andrew hadn’t mastered the look of complete apathy yet and his eyes revealed the tiny spark of interest Neil had put there.

“For someone who’s barely four feet tall you sure do love antagonizing people,” Neil responded.

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college boyfriend!joshua

Originally posted by yoondexd

a/n: special thanks to @choco-seventeen for giving me the idea of barista!josh which ended up being the best idea ever,,, get rdy to die yall

  • here it is, our long awaited gentleman of seventeen!! requested by this darling~
  • i’ve never written anything for josh (which is appalling) and seeing as he’s now,,, like a bias,, i mean i kinda have to don’t i
  • i’m going to pretend that a straight week of searching for joshua scenarios did not help encourage this

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Advanced Potions

Request: “Could you write a Reader x Remus lupin where the reader finds an injured wolf (who is Remus stuck in wolf form because he is too injured to shift back) and she takes care of him? Maybe like Remus realises she’s his mate or something and is nervous about how she’ll react when he shifts back and she finds out what he is and that she’s his mate? Thanks so much lovie. Hope it’s ok! Xo”

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Reader

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: violence ???? idk but lotsa FLUFF!!!!!! And marauders banter of course

A/n: ok sorry I didn’t really do the whole mate thing because it confuses me :/ but I hope you like the fic anyway!

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

“Class, can anyone tell me the characteristics of a sufferer of Lycanthropy?” The substitute teacher asked.

Sirius bent over in his seat, whispering to his friend. “Yeah Remus, care to enlighten us?”

Remus shook his head, chuckling softly as he watched another student answer the question. “Well, one such trait is that he wears cashmere sweaters a lot.”

“And he has a wild appetite for chocolate.” James added, poking him from behind.

“Hopelessly in love with (Y/n) (Y/l/n) is also one.” Peter chimed, earning a scoff from Remus.

“Keep it down big mouth, you’ll make him turn red.” Sirius teased, pinching Remus’ cheek. Remus shoved him off, the four boys laughing to themselves until the teacher shushed them.

“Yes, Mr. Snape?” The teacher pointed towards the lonely boy, who patiently held his hand high.

“How do you kill a werewolf?” He asked plainly, staring daggers into Remus. The teacher had begun to answer when a girl from the back spoke up.

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anonymous asked:

Sooo... I'm sorry to ask this, I know you are so busy, and don't need to do If you can't, okay?! You're too much important! But, well... I can request a SoulMate!AU Bakushima...? Like, with the string-things, or that of the birthmark, you know? I really love your scenarios, really! I hope you get well, <3

YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND

I LIVE FOR SOULMATE AUS!!!!

I’ll write for you as long as I can! I can’t guarantee I’ll be fast about it but I’ll do my best!!

Also I wrote one here a while ago;) and I’ve had a wip of another one saved for like forever so I decided to finish

They say that you just know that they’re your soulmate when you see the tattoo.

Many people who don’t believe in soulmates or who are too afraid to find theirs or for some other reason covered up their tattoo at all times to prevent ever finding their other half. However, a majority of the population kept theirs uncovered.

Kirishima never hid his soulmark. Why would he? He was extremely proud to have a soulmate and wanted to show them off to the world. You know, if he ever found them. And he desperately wanted to find them, which was half of the reason for designing a topless hero costume. That way, he could proudly show the world the tattoo that he was given at birth.

He touched the grenade that rested over his ribs, fingers tracing over the explosion that was the backdrop, smiling softly as he thought of his soulmate. What kind of person was his soulmate for him to have such a design on his body? Mina once told him that they must have an explosive personality, to which he just laughed and rolled his eyes.

His hand lingered on the ink for a second longer before he put his uniform shirt on, buttoning it up and straightening out the wrinkles. He tied his tie and put his jacket on before looking at himself in the mirror. With a final glance, he smiled at his reflection before grabbing his bag, running down the stairs and out the door, excitedly bidding farewell to his parents.

The walk itself was uneventful but Kirishima’s mood was sky high. After all, he was about to start his first day in the UA hero course. Who wouldn’t be excited about that?

The closer he got to campus, the more excited he became. As he approached the gate, he heard a loud, excited shrill followed by footsteps rapidly approaching him. He turned just in time to see Mina run at him before she launched herself into his arms. Kirishima caught her, arms wrapping around her waist as hers wrapped around his neck, spinning her around. After a few seconds of excited screaming, earning them some strange looks from the other students, Kirishima set her down. They continued to talk as they walked to class together.

“Ah! I’m so glad we’re in the same class Kiri! Oh! Do you think our soulmates are gonna be there too? How awesome would that be if they were! Our soulmates could be potential pro heroes too!”

“Man that would be pretty cool!” His hand reflexively went to his ribs as he saw Mina bring her wrist up to look at her own soulmark that she’s had since birth. Thoughts of their soulmates disappeared when they entered their classroom, excitement returning full force as the day started.

The first half of classes went by pretty uneventful, though there were some interesting people around. The main one that stood out to Kirishima was the angry blonde kid in the back of the class. He was loud, vulgar, and just plain rude in general but for some reason, Kirishima thought it was funny and kind of adorable. What shocked him, though, was that he seemed to quiet down as soon as lectures started and actively paid attention to class.

At some point, he found out that the loud, angry, attractive guy was none other than Bakugou Katsuki, the top student in class. Immediately, Kirishima was even more impressed, and also confused as to when he started to mentally call Bakugou “attractive”.

Lunch came and he immediately found Mina, who had introduced him to two other people in their class, Sero and Kaminari, who he just clicked with. He talked to them as they walked to the lunchroom and decided to sit together. While they were eating, however, Kirishima started to zone out and apparently started staring at Bakugou, who was sitting at the other end of the table. He snapped out of it when he saw red eyes stare back at him. Kirishima smiled and waved over at him but only received a scowl in return before the blonde turned away from him, the tips of his ears dusted pink.

“Dude, don’t even try. That guy doesn’t seem like he’d get along with anyone,” Kaminari told Kirishima, the other two agreeing with him.

“Hm, doesn’t hurt to try though. Plus the dude is top in the class so he must be pretty good at everything.”

“Yeah, except being nice to people.” Kirishima just shrugged and changed the topic, asking Kaminari and Sero about their pasts.

After lunch came training and, unfortunately, they couldn’t wear their hero costumes yet. Instead, they had to wear their gym uniforms. As Kirishima was changing, he felt someone lift his arm up and touch his soulmark.

“Bro! That’s such a cool mark!” Kaminari proclaimed, pulling Sero over to look at it too. He just scratched the back of his neck sheepishly as they looked at the details of his tattoo.

“You know, they say the more detailed the mark, the stronger bond you have with your soulmate and, damn Kiri, your mark is pretty detailed.”

“You’re right, Kami, his even has shading!” Sero pointed out.

“I wonder what the grenade means though.”

Before Kirishima could open his mouth to say something, he heard a locker slam and Bakugou to storm out of the locker room, scowling. The three exchanged looks before shrugging and finished getting dressed to start their training.

Throughout the quirk assessment, Kirishima couldn’t help but watch his classmate, all of whom were extremely strong. However, his mind kept wandering to Bakugou and how he was especially talented and seemed to have complete control over his quirk. It also seemed eerily familiar, which was a weird thought to have but just shrugged it off to him just being even more impressed with how cool and manly the other is.

He made it a point to catch up to Bakugou on their way to the locker room, trying to be friendly.

“Your quirk is so cool dude! It’s super strong and flashy! I bet you’ll get plenty of offers after graduation with a quirk that useful!”

“I know. Now get the fuck away, Shitty Hair.” Bakugou opened his locker door in Kirishima’s face, scowling at the other before turning to lift his shirt over his head. As Kirishima was about to walk away, he caught a glimpse of something red on the other’s side. Curiosity got the better of him as he paused and looked at the color longer.

What he saw was a tattoo of a red, sleeping dragon settled on his ribs, scales and other features drawn in incredible detail, the shading expertly done. Kirishima felt as if his breath was knocked out of his lungs, barely able to stop his hand from reaching out to touch the ink. He felt a strong pull towards the tattoo. Kirishima snapped out of his trance when Bakugou’s arm lowered to his side, covering up the mark.

“What the fuck are you staring at? Are you a fucking perv on top of being an obnoxious asshole?”

Kirishima couldn’t speak, instead slowly lifting up the left side of his shirt, revealing his own mark. Bakugou’s gaze went down before he two froze, just staring at the mark, eyes blown wide in shock. Eventually, he looked back up, face expressionless. Kirishima managed a shaky smile while the other scowled again.

“Well, shit.”

A year later and Kirishima was nuzzled into Bakugou’s side, both shirtless. Kirishima was tracing the dragon on his side, following the curves with his fingertips.

“You know, Mina was right.”

“Hm?”

“She said that my soulmate had an explosive personality since their mark was a grenade.” He looked up and chuckled. “I say that describes you pretty well.”

Bakugou went silent for a moment, his arm pausing from where it was rubbing circles on Kirishima’s bicep. “My mom used to tell me that dragons symbolized protection and support and strength.” He looked down at the redhead. “I’d say that’s pretty accurate too.”

Well, well, well… They are back!

Whom am I talking about, in thing plethora of comebacks? Why Monsta X of course!

Monsta X is a group of 7 super talented members!

Originally posted by song-butt

Last comeback, they came out with “All in”, a great  song with an awesome(yet super confusing) plot driven music video, claiming that it was only Part 1.

Originally posted by wonhobe

So when i heard that they are coming back i got extremely excited to see the continuation of the story and to hear their new album.

Aaaaaaand to be honest, at first i was a bit disappointed with the new music video, probably because i was expecting something very similar to ‘All in’, a more fluid continuation.

However, when I saw the music video a few more times, it had really grown on me, The shots are great and there were some links to the previous music videos, but i guess i am a bit to stupid to understand right away!

Originally posted by i-dyology

The ending, however… still feels very random.

The song too is great! I really like Fighter, in fact, i love all the songs on this album! 

And the members… oh my lord are they amazing!

First we have our leader: Shownu

Originally posted by madtwn

He is a great dancer and his stage presence just slays everyones existence! Just watch him on Hit the Stage for some solo dance action(by solo i mean without the other members). So, lets not sleep on Shownu please!

Then we have Kihyun:

Originally posted by kihqun

This boy is a cutie with amazing vocals! Yes, his vocals are truly great! I feel guilty for saying this, but there are times where i can see why Monsta X is Kihyun and friends. And, in my opinion, that is not always a bad thing. After all, there are songs which are truly amazing for him and choruses which just fit his voice perfectly!

Of course, we also have Jooheon:

Originally posted by kihqun

Ok so.. This rapper kills me! And not just because of his skills and voice, but also his persona! He just seems like such a fun guy who can kill with aegyo! He lights up the room and then performs and suddenly everything changes and he becomes just unbearably amazing! And lets be real, i find his sexiness no joke! He just seems like a manly man with a great twist aka aegyo.

Then theres I.M:

Originally posted by mauloveskpop

Our precious, precious maknae! His raps, great and his singing though… so sweet! Just watching him, makes me wanna hug him, but then he gets all cool and spectacular and all i can think is “WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO OUT OF MY LEAGUE!” He also looks great with the new hair!

Lets not forget Hyungwon, of course!

Originally posted by minyeossi

So, heres the thing, i admit to the fact that at first, Hyungwon’s look slightly disturbed me. It’s just that his lips and jaw just seem so out of sync with his face… It just seemed like he failed having botox, and so his face got slightly deformed. However, as i saw more of Monsta X and so a lot of their interview I realised one thing: Hyungwon need to be protected at all cost! I believe that its okay if someone does not immediately get attracted to him, but its never okay to hate a human being for that! After all, he is just so sweet, so kind, so graceful that i fell in love with him! Hyungwon is a beautiful human being!(PS, can we please ask for some more lines for this angel?)

Then there is…. Minhyuk!

Originally posted by chiqkihyun

Minhyuk is a precious cinnamon role. He is so cute, so sweet, it destroys all Monsta X fans! He just speaks and everyone was to take this puppy and wrap him in blankets! And just like for Hyungwon, can this beautiful human get more that a mere 13 seconds please? 

Also, he has such a cute bromance with the leader, Shownu.

Originally posted by kpop-trashbag

Bromance and fanservice at its best!

And … for last… we have… Wonho.

Originally posted by skele-chim

Did I ever think id find a man in a crop top hot? Nop, but things change… drastically.

Real talk now.

I really hope that Wonho doesn’t mind being so sexualised, I really do. Because sometimes it gets a bit out of hand. After all, when is he finally going to be able to do things fully clothed?

Originally posted by kihqun

He doesn’t even get to make stuff with clothes on! And like i said, if he enjoys it, good for him, you go boy! But if it is done against his will, then it is unfair. I just really don’t want to hear, that he is forced to do the whole sexy thing for the rest of his life. 

Originally posted by wonhuff

But other than that, Wonho just seems.. special. There is an aura around him of a guy comfortable with what he is, who has experienced some things( and he has since he was like 14, which for me is totally fine. After all, in my country it is not uncommon to have a drink or smoke at 14-15. In fact, most in the end live a typical life). I do however, want to see a bit more of personality from him. Cause although he seems comfortable, I think he might just be comfortable about his own little safe zone as Wonho, rather than as Shin Hoseok. I don’t know whats going on in his head, but please don’t kill me! I love Wonho and Shin Hoseok, but the is my opinion! But i think this doesn’t just apply to Shin Hoseok, but to many if not most idols and famous people in general.

So, this is the roundup of the groups members, The amazing members!

As a bonus, lets make a bit of a Monsta X spam!

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So yes. This is our beloved Monsta X. The group of beloved, fun loving ‘dorks’(said in the most loving way) who make up a cool kpop group!

BTW: I know that I’m primarily an ARMY, but yo, THEY NEED TO WIN AT LEAST ONES!!! They deserve it so much! So please! Lets give them at east 1 win!

Originally posted by monstaxs

Thank you for reading!

PS. Wohno can you please stop? Cause every time i try to find a gif for anything all i see is you! I love you and all but.. please… you are killing me!

fam(ily) - two | pkjm

parent!au: park jimin
A single father of twins show you the true meaning of family and what it takes to love like a parent, even if they aren’t your own.
word count: 4,840 
genre: fluff// future angst? ?? i dont think there is any rn
warnings: explicit language, slight degree of exploitation 

one | two three

[A/N]: how do ppl manage to write 6k chapters like dang?? that’s a lot of work ?? 

Originally posted by jiyoongis


Ever since encountering Jimin, you never skipped out on morning drop off. Jimin dropped them off at school every morning and picked them up from after care. You left earlier than after care hours because you had to work at the club. Your only opportunity was morning drop off.

Before meeting Jimin, you hid inside the classroom. It wasn’t your responsibility to greet the parents, your cousin was the face of her classroom. You usually helped her with planning out her lesson plans for the next couple of days. It wasn’t anything that needed your immediate attention.

“Since when did you do drop off?” Kim asked the morning of the first time you joined her by the door. You had shrugged and smiled brightly at the incoming students and parents.

Many parents were confused at your presence because they’ve never seen you before. You had to explain that you were an intern, not a substitute for the day. Even several students had commented on your sudden change.

Your cousin didn’t make it a big deal, because she knew your intentions. It became obvious when Jimin arrived with Minjoo and Minseo. Kim had silently watched your body language and the slight tint on your cheeks arise. 

Now every morning, you shared a small conversation with Jimin whenever you could. Kim would greet other parents in the process. 

“Good morning, Ms. Kim… (Y/N).” Jimin shyly smiled. He usually showed up in business attire, however, he entered with a simply, cozy hoodie. Minjoo and Minseo were jumping in their matching lilac dresses, holding their father’s hands. They were eager for another day at kindergarten. 

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My Saviour - Part One

A/N: I finally have enough chapters of this finished so that I can start posting. I will be posting once a week and I’ll try and stick to mondays, but I can’t guarantee anything. I need to thank my beta @thorne93 for still keeping up with me, you are awesome and I would be thoroughly lost without you. Feedback is highly appreciated since I practically live for the stuff.

This story is going to be a very bumpy ride, with a lot of angst, pretty much in most chapters. The reader is in an abusive relationship. I will warn properly for each chapter, and do my best to tag it properly as well. But if you are easily triggered, this might not be a series for you.

This is also an AU. Dean is a doctor, Sam is a lawyer. 

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader, Alex (OMC mentioned)

Wanings: Mentions of abuse, low self esteem, language, Dean being a doctor (yes that’s a warning)

Wordcount: 2170

MASTERPOST



You were sitting in the emergency room, one arm carefully cradled in the other, wondering if it was the third or fourth time you had broken that same arm. You could hardly feel the physical pain of it anymore, and on the inside… you were just numb.

You sat there and looked around the near empty room, some informative posters on the walls, some pamphlets on a stand in the corner, several year old magazine littering the few tables, and a half dead plant near the entrance. You had gotten pretty familiar with this room over the past few years, and you imagined that at some point you would get immune to the smell of disinfectant, and the deafening quiet in the room… but no. The smell still made you queasy, and you had read through all of the magazines at least twice.

As you sat there and waited, like you had done so many times before, you wondered how your life had come to this. After you graduated high school, you had decided to take a year off before you started college so that your boyfriend, Alexander, could move with you to wherever you wanted to study. He had gotten an internship at his dad’s construction company that was set to start right after graduation, but he promised that after that year, he would come with you wherever you wanted to go. You made your peace with that and started your own job hunt.

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