so i was gone last week!!!

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Hello guys! So, I’m going off on vacation on Saturday and will be gone for almost 3 weeks straight (I’m gonna have a couple of days home in between, but not more than that). I’m pumped, because so far I feel like I haven’t done much this summer, but this also means that I’m not going to have time to write, I don’t even think I’m gonna bring my computer with me. 

This means that there aren’t going to be any fics for a while. I’m posting a last one tomorrow before I leave though, and it’s a long one to make up for the 3 week break :) 

I have quite a lot of posts queued, so there’s still gonna be some activity, and then there’s always the Tumblr phone app, so I’m still gonna check in every once in a while. It’s just that I wanna be focused on having fun while on vacation, and then when I come home I’m going to get back to writing and all that jazz.

So yeah, new fic tomorrow so I have time to see what you thought on Friday (Tumblr tends to be most active when it’s night where I live) and then from Saturday I’m going to be a bit M.I.A

My Finale Thoughts

I want to start by saying a lot of you will disagree with me. I have been watching this show since the pilot aired and I did not hate the finale. I’ve been looking up and posting my own theories for years now and you guys are truly amazing. Thank you for posting such amazing content, and some hilarious content too. I can understand why some are disappointed but I’ve chosen not to be because this show is more than just who AD is. Over the last 7 years we’ve probably all gone through a lot in our personal lives. Maybe some heartbreaks, deaths, losing best friends, making new best friends, graduating high school, starting college, getting your first job, etc. and no matter what we had going on, we always made sure we were present to watch the new episode of PLL every week. PLL was always my “me time” and always something I looked forward to even if i was bawling my eyeballs out over something earlier in the day. So I’m just thankful that something was actually this important to me, and I’m sad its over.


Now for my finale/series thoughts!

-Plot holes. Everyone is complaining about plot holes. The main one I’m seeing complaints about is Bethany Young and I’m sorry if this for some reason offends you but i don’t give one fuck about Bethany Young. If I didn’t look up people’s PLL thoughts, I probably wouldve forgotten she existed. She was wearing the wrong color shirt on the wrong night and got killed for it. Oops, but shes gone.

-Twincer. You theorists are good. You got a lot of the scenes she recently was in and I always agreed spencer was acting weird, I just didnt think they’d go with another twin but I’m not mad at it. I fell in love with this show because it creeped me out (I’m terrified of dolls so you can only imagine). The show hasn’t really creeped me out in awhile though, but Alex Drake for some reason creeped me tf out!!! The way she just seemed to not give a shit and the way she said “BOO!” and the way she’d just talk with a creepy look in her eye ugh Troian is too good of an actress seriously. Seeing all the flashback scenes where it was actually Alex I thought was creative. Her looking at that old scrapbook of her family I had no idea wasn’t Spencer. And I saw all the theories that it was Spencer’s twin holding Hannah when she got taken again and idk man its just crazy how far back this has actually been thought out.

-That being said, maybe they didnt have Alex planned the whole time, I dont even think they had Charlotte planned the whole time, so the way that they tied the two together was well done.

-All the girls are somehow happy which is great. They all got everything they’ve ever wanted. Including Mona! She’s found love and has 2 new dolls to play with, plus she won the game! I’m pretending the episode ended there, the young girls having the same scene happen as the pilot of PLL is unnecessary and I’m not watching a spinoff.

-The only things I feel sad about (or things i just wish wouldve happened) in the finale: I wish real Melissa was in the finals, not just a mask. I wish we wouldve seen the Hastings reaction to Alex. And I’m sad Wren is dead.

Goodbye, PLL! 

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texan keith and the rest is, well, everything turned stereotypical texan cowboy western wtv, this is a collection of shit i drew in the last weeks. CLICK IMAGES FOR BETTER QUALITY woo

here we have mullet gone wild, lance mclame mcbroody, mcoutofcharacter mcveryimportant mcsharpshooter mcclain, also thought about priest shiro, so like ahhah father shiro, cuz shiro’s the space dad.. but i didnt draw him yet and i have 0 ideas for hunk and pidge :c feel free to suggest something

The Guest House

Originally posted by beui


Description: Yoongi the hostel owner slowly develops a rapport with a girl and her friends that keep visiting.  Maybe a bit of a flirtatious one.  Maybe even a little crush.  One night he gets protective on a date gone bad and it leads to smut.

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Smut (M)

Word Count: 7.1k

A/N: So, basically, this is based off an experience I had last week. Not the smut part (ughhhhh), but the whole hostel owner coming to save the day when this dude just wouldn’t get the hint and leave. I relayed the experience to @ellieljade , because I needed her to die with me, and we both decided it should be used for smut fuel. Like grown adults. 

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Suga Daddy: Part 4

Suga Daddy: Part 4

Word count: 9k

Genre: smut, angst

So this chapter really means a lot to me so I hope you like it. Let me know if you want. Enjoy! Also, I didn’t have enough time to edit this how I wanted to. Sorry about the mistakes.

parts: one | two | three 




The week had gone by super quickly, much to your dismay. You had hoped for a slow week. You had tried to focus on school and your dance classes. Yugyeom had been a great distraction but sadly he wasn’t over today and neither was Yoongi. You had been so use to him spending the night that when he slept over last night you were shocked not to find him in bed with you. The truth was he had been over every night this week. It was weird to you, he’d hadn’t come over everyday since the beginning. One night you didn’t even have sex, you just cuddled on the couch and made out.

Then again he would barely talk to you. He’d come over and give you some of the best sex, fall asleep holding you and then would be gone once you woke up. You didn’t think much of it though because that’s something you were used to. What you were freaking out about was him texting you everyday about your parents.

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Hello bujo friends! I have been gone for a while and the last two weeks of February went really crazy. So I’m back with something new. I decided to go disc-less this March. I felt something was missing in my 9 months of using a discbound. As a previous discbound user, the transition was a challenge for me. We’ll see how well this goes this month.

Out of the Frying Pan, Into the Inferno - Reggie Mantle x Reader Imagine

Warnings: Some swearing, some yelling

Request by @stevrgers:  hey could I request an imagine where the reader has a thing with reggie but it’s super lowkey and reggie wants to keep it that way because he wants to keep her out of the playbook (cause he really cares for her) but the reader perceives his secrecy of their relationship as him being embarrassed to be seen with her by his friends/the school and reader gets upset & reggie is torn cause he wants to tell her about the book but also doesn’t want to get in trouble by the team for exposing their secret

Hope you enjoy it! I’m sorry if it seems a little disjointed. I tried to jam so much into it and it got so long (almost six pages on Word), but here you are!

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Anonymous said:

Can I have fics where mccree/reaper/genji/Hanzo/soldier come home from a very long mission and their s/o just jumps on them and clings to them and showers them with kisses because they missed them so much?

((Of course you can Anon! These will be short fics so I don’t bombard the dashboard but I hope you enjoy them! - Mod Tez))

McCree

It has so far been roughly two weeks since the last time you’ve physically seen Jesse McCree. Poor guy was stuck in a mission he couldn’t persuade himself out of. He promised you he wouldn’t come back hurt. Taking his word you waited for him. Not like a dog though, because if you sat infront of the door waiting your butt would go sore.

You kept the house clean and didn’t let yourself feel blue because of the cowboy’s absence. You’d have to apologise to him once he got home because you sprayed his cologne around the house so you could get that Jesse aesthetic in the house.

One night you fell asleep on the couch while watching an old western movie, when you were awakened by a familiar metal clink of spurs. Those spurs meant that Jesse was home so you practically threw yourself over the couch and charged to the front door like Reinhardt charges on the battlefield. Quickly opening the door you tackle the brunette and start peppering his face with kisses..

Jesse laughed heartily and wrapped his arms around your waist, making you slow down with a loving kiss. He pulled back and sniffed the air, “Hun… Is that my cologne you have on?~” he asked, making you blush and hide your face to his chest, making him laugh again, “Suits ya alot (Y/N)~ I’ll get one for you too.” he purred as he kissed your head.

Reaper

You thoroughly cleaned up your house. Reaper was away on a mission and you knew he liked coming back to a clean house. So far Reaper has been away for three weeks and you were unsure how much longer he’d be awake. He sent you a small calendar with pictures of the ocean for every month last week. You knew he wasn’t a very physically or vocally loving person that often. So small gestures like these felt very heartfelt.

The night he came back you  had stayed up but huddled in your bed, holding a pillow to your chest as a self comfort tool, when you felt a shift in the air and a cold hand gently brushing your hair as you felt a cold weight huddle next to you.

Shifting to face the man who was still in his work clothes you gently reached a hand out and placed it in the darkness of his hood. He chuckled a little at you sticking your hand in his hood and shifted his hand. Gently guiding your hand to his cheek as he brushed your knuckles with his thumb. You smiled at him and he shifted closer to you, obscuring your eyesight with his chest as you felt his rough lips press gently on your head. It was a silent welcome back and a silent way of saying how much you love each other.

Genji

Genji had gone away back to Nepal for a few weeks to go through a giant meditation session with Zenyatta in order to release all the stress from working with the recalled Overwatch. He had left some of his clothes in the house so you had taken the duty of wearing them constantly. They smelt like green tea and a little oil from his mechanic parts, but it smelt just like him and kept you at a peace of mind. Surprisingly to the point you sat in places silently and tried to meditate.

After every time you meditated you’d feel  so relaxed that you spent your time being productive. You got yourself to try out green tea while you read books and played video games.

The day Genji returned he was surprised the house was silent and you were meditating with a hoodie of his on the couch so he silently managed to sit next to you without disrupting you and he sat next to you. Meditating, and about thirty minutes after he came back you finally realised that the smell of green tea was stronger and you opened your eyes, turning to face the meditating man beside you.

You smiled and kissed his visor where his cheek would’ve been, but he remained unmoved so you got off the couch and made tea. Coming back with the hot drink you lied down and rested your head on his lap. “I missed you so much my sparrow.” you said as he took a deep breath in and started gently caressing your hair with a hand as the other rested on his lap.

Hanzo

The Japanese man had gone away on a mission. So far it had been five weeks since he had last seen you but he had sent you some small gifts. One of them was a blue scarf that you’d now wear every day.

The day Hanzo returned you had climbed up to a cherry blossom tree and just calmly watched your surroundings until you heard soft footsteps. You turned your head and looked down to see Hanzo, dressed in his normal dressing with his bow over his shoulder, next to his arrows. 

You climbed down the tree and bowed your head slightly, Hanzo did the same but didn’t bow as long as you, it was a greeting and a sign of who has the higher position. But afterwards you asked, “Can I hug you please?” since you knew he wasn’t a fan of contact that much.

He sighed and gave a small smile, “Yes you can…” he said quietly and opened his arms a little, letting you huddle up to him and hide your face on his chest as he wrapped his arms around you, rubbing circles on your back with a hand, “私は だいすき です.”* he softly said in Japanese as he rested his head on the top of yours. “I love you too Hanzo.”

*(”I love you”)

Soldier 76

Jack would often work himself near death. He had been out on a mission for five months now. Sure you were worried but at least he’d call once a week so it wasn’t as hard to pull through. You kept the houseclean and made food for yourself, because god if Jack found a single pack of packaged food he’d flip. He was always a homemade food kid.

The night he returned was as if it was the second coming of Jesus. You had been sleeping when you awoke from a loud thud. You sat up and groggily rubbed your eyes as you felt the bed shift under a foreign weight. Turning a little, you came face to face with Jack who pulled you in his arms tiredly.

You slowly gasped a little and kissed his neck and jawline as he gently petted your hair, humming in satisfaction. “You’re back!” you yawned out as he hummed again, “Yeah I’m back darling.. Sorry I woke you up.” he mumbled as he kissed your forehead and pulled back a little. He gently caressed your cheek with a calloused hand, gently rubbing out some tears from your half lidded eyes.

Jack smiled at you and pulled you in a hug as he lied down, “Let’s get some sleep now soldier. I missed hugging you like this..” he said as he closed his eyes with you hugging him tightly, your head resting on his chest as you heard his heartbeat lull you back to sleep.

Happy White Day!

So, so, sorry for the delayed hiatus! First I had Katsucon, then I was visiting Japan over the last two weeks, and somehow I thought I was going to be able to draw 4 pages while I was gone, hahaha… As it is my laptop charger didn’t play nice so I had to finish this when I got home, haha… (Shoutout to @yaexrae​ for helping with kimono choices!) 

To see what I was up to in Japan (Tokyo, Kobe, and Kyoto!) I tweeted about it at saccharinesylph on twitter! C:

So! Back to our regularly scheduled Hollow-ing on Thursday! (for real, honest.)

Imagine One Shot -- Just Some Casual Stalking.

Tom HiddlestonxReader

Summary: Tom tells the story of how you get on a talk show.


Graham leaned forward, “So, Thomas,”

Tom laughed immediately, “Oh dear, this is going to be a big one,” he turns to look at the audience, “he only calls me Thomas before the really big questions.”

Graham laughs and nods, “It’s true, very very true. Speaking of True, is it true that you stalked your fiance on set before you met? ”

Tom made a face, “It was just some casual stalking,” Graham and the audience start laughing,

“No, no, Let me explain myself, you see, as you all know (y / n) was the screenwriter of (Romantic Movie Title). We spent hours talking about the script, my character, emails, texts, phone calls. All of that. But never met in person. So, it’s the first week of shooting and I see this girl. This absolutely adorable girl talking to the director. I think, ‘Okay, go get introduced.’ I got grabbed by wardrobe because there was some last minute change and by the time I get back. She’s not there. We start the scene. I think that was when we filmed the wedding scene, and I look out and there she is again, this time over clearly whispering to someone from production, and forget my lines. Totally gone. ”

There is another round of laughter and Tom laughs as well, adjusting a little awkwardly in his seat.

“Yeah, so there I am, speechless,”

Graham laughs, “Was that a first?”

“It was new.” He joined in the laughter and continued. “I shake my head and apologize and get back to filming. When it was a break to change the setup, I just instantly start looking for her again, I need to know who this girl is. I was a man on a mission and I found out" he had a pause for effect, “nothing, she was gone. So I figure, okay she must be involved with the film somehow right? She was talking to some important people. She had to come back. So by this time I was texting (y / n) pretty often, sometimes about the movie and sometimes just to say hello, I call her to save time in texting, she picks up and I say, Oh my God (y / n), I think I fell in love with someone on set today. So, she starts grilling me, what did she look like, who is she? and I start describing this girl,“ anotjer pause "and I hear her laughing,in stereo, turn around and there she is… that adorable girl. So yeah, a little bit of stalking and I found my best friend.”

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Think Outside the Lovesquare Day 1: Wrong Number AU

(Just a note to clarify, I elected to use bolded text to indicate Adrien’s texts and italicized text to indicate the person texting him.)


Hey, are you back in France yet?

Adrien stared down at his phone. He wasn’t entirely sure who was texting him, but he could only guess it was someone working for his father. Maybe Nathalie needed a new number and hadn’t had the chance to tell him yet. He shrugged and replied.

Just got back today. I should be home soon.

How’s work?

Adrien raised a brow. Nathalie had been with him until the last two days, so she already had a pretty clear idea on how most of the work had gone. Maybe she just wanted to know about the last shoot.

Fine. Everyone seemed pretty happy with it.

Cool. Are you free this weekend?

Adrien checked his schedule, a bit confused that Nathalie was asking him, instead of the other way around.

I should be, yeah.

After all, she’d promised him a few days off after the grueling three weeks of travel and photo shoots and media attention. His calendar was indeed free aside from a fencing lesson he’d chosen to keep.

Wanna meet up?

Now he knew something was wrong. Nathalie wouldn’t ask

Wait. Is this Nathalie?

What? No, this is Nino.

After a moment, the mystery person added on.

I sat behind you last year.

Adrien frowned. So, it wasn’t Nathalie after all. That didn’t explain who it was, however.

Sat behind me? Where?

In class. Remember?

Now it was beginning to make sense. Adrien flopped back onto his bed and stared up at the screen. It really should have been obvious. After all, Nathalie and Chloe were the only ones who texted him.

I think you have the wrong number.

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First Impressions Gone Bad (Serpent!Jughead x Serpent!Reader Request)

Request: ‘Serpent!Jughead x Serpent!Reader. He’s still with Betty and he takes Y/N to Pop’s Diner to meet his friends and her Betty starts arguing and instead of fighting Y/N gets up to leave but Betty wants to get the last word in and says something terrible about the gang so both Y/N and Jughead leave and get together?’- @andywicked

This was great practice for my upcoming fiction The Serpent or Me (Part 1 will be up this week) so thank you for such a fab request! I had a lot of fun with it.

Characters/pairings: Serpent!Jughead x Serpent!Reader, Betty x Jughead, Archie x Veronica

Warnings: Dark/Mean Betty (although I’m tempted to write what happens in Pop’s after they leave to show where she was coming from), kissing.

Word Count: 1883

Originally posted by kylogue

‘Do you really think this is a good idea Jug?’ I’d never felt so out of place. I peered into the window of Pop’s Diner, it was straight out of the 50s. Not a place I’d expect Jughead to frequent. My leather jacket stuck out like a sore thumb as Jughead practically dragged me in. An old man behind the counter, the famous Pop I presumed, greeted Jughead instantly.

‘Usual order Jughead?’

‘Make it for two tonight Pop.’ He nodded back to me, I gave a little wave. He didn’t seem phased by our Southside appearance unlike the rest of the diner. I could feel daggers on me from every angle as we walked over to a booth. Jughead acted coolly, barely taking in all the passing glances. I drummed on the table anxiously.

‘Y/n, you need to calm down.’ He said, grabbing my hands to set them still on the table.

‘Sorry but I can already hear everyone gossiping in here, who’s to say your friends aren’t gonna do the same?’ I had to be honest with Jug, he was a serpent now and there were no secrets between the serpents. Well maybe one.

‘They’re different, they know I’m a serpent now and they know why I chose this path. If they have a problem, they’ve definitely kept it to themselves. They know the serpents are the only family I’ve got now.’ I twitched at the word ‘family’. You weren’t meant to have romantic feelings for your ‘family’.

The bell of the door rang and in walked Jughead’s other gang. A broad shouldered redhead came first, he wore a blazing letterman jacket and had his arm around a black haired girl, her dress looked expensive and she was even wearing heels. That would be Archie and Veronica, Riverdale’s latest sweethearts, I remembered Jughead mention. Behind them, came the beautiful blonde. Her hair was in her signature high ponytail, her face beaming as she got closer to us. She wore a white summer dress and a pastel yellow cardigan on top. While that outfit would usually make me gag, she made it look flawless. If this is what I was up against, I was screwed.

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"Video Games" Jungkook X Reader (SMUT)

“Video game”

Jungkook x Reader (SMUT)


You headed over to the BTS house. Video game day for Tae, Jungkook and you. You were having a friendly competition to see who would get the highest score by the end of the week. You were way ahead of them jungkook coming in second and Tae last.

You knocked on the door and to your surprise you couldn’t really hear anyone. Jungkook opened the door smiling “hey Y/n!” He said happily. “Hey Kookie! Ready to lose” You teased. He laughed a bit and looked at you for a second “Tae had to go do somethings so it’s just me and you” his voice a bit shakey. You two would be together by yourselves, it made you nervous but excited.

“That’s alright you and I can play while he’s gone” you said as you walked inside. He smiled “alright I got snacks and everything ready” he smiled. You two headed to the room and played for about and hour.

“Y/n you have to be cheating!” Jungkook whined your score being a lot higher than his. “I’m not cheating maybe you’re just bad” you giggled. You glanced over at him, his hair was a bit messy from him running his hands through it. You looked back at you screen and breathed deeply. Jungkook was a very attractive guy and you found yourself staring at him more than once. You looked over again and saw him biting his lip, and then something rose in you. Your mouth started to became dry and you couldn’t look away. “Ha i got you!” He boasted. You looked back at the screen to see your guy dead.

“You’re losing it Y/Nickname” he laughed. You playfully pushed him and laughed a bit. Next round you two were neck and neck “your gonna lose again” he teased “oh yeah” you replied. You smirked and started to tickle him and play with his controller. “Hey” he said trying to pause the game “no cheating” you giggled but didn’t stop. “Y/n stop it” you said through laughing. “Or what?” He teased him tickling him more.

He finally paused it and he quickly tackled you, his body against yours. He had your hands pinned down and was super close to your face. “You couldn’t handle me winning could you” he chuckled.

In that instant you don’t know what came over you but you leaned forward and kissed his lips. He didn’t pull away maybe out of shock but you were so glad. His lips were super soft and they almost tasted sweet. You wrapped your legs around him trying to pull him closer. He let out the softest moan against your lips as soon as his lower body pressed against yours. To your happy surprise he was kinda hard.

He pulled away looking down at you “y/n” he said almost barely audible. You looked up at him and bit your lip he looked so damn good. “Jungkook” you said with a soft moan. He bit his lip and leaned down to you “please I want you” you whispered against his ear.

He groaned and stared kissing your neck, he let go of your hands and caressed your breast. You moaned at The feeling of his touch. You pulled your shirt down a bit so he could get a better feel. His face although very red was also very full of lust. He wanted you as much as you did him. He made his was from your neck to your breast sucking sloppily on your nipple as he played with the other. You squirmed under him out of pleasure moaning at every flick of his tongue.

You couldn’t take it you wanted him you needed him inside you. You started to rock your hips again his feeling his completely rock hard member. “Please jungkook I need you, I need to feel you inside me.” You started to untie his sweatpants quickly pulling out his thick member. His tip was already wet from precum. As you moved your hand softly up and down his shaft he stopped your hand. He looked down at you with hooded eyes “y/n I already know I won’t be able to last long that’s not gonna help either” he said with a little laugh. You smirked “that’s ok I don’t think I will either” you said pulling him down into a kiss.

He deepened this kiss as he slid his tongue into your mouth. “Are you really sure about this about me?” He said softly looking into your eye. “Jungkook I’ve had the biggest crush on you forever, I couldn’t think of anyone I’d rather be with” you said making him smile. He spit on his hand a bit to lube himself up. He rubbed your clit softly but was amazed by how soaked you already were. “Wow y/n you’re so wet” he said breathy. “Wet for you” you said back. He let out a soft groan at your words.

He took the head and rubbed it up and down your folds and almost in sync you both moaned. He slowly pushed himself into you. His member felt so big so thick and it couldn’t feel any better.

He started to move slowly making sure not to hurt you but even more making sure not to bust already. “Y/n you’re so warm around me” he moaned. You were about to say something back but he started moving faster. “Fuck” you said louder than you wanted. “I hope you know you’re all mine now” he said with a smirk. “I wouldn’t want it any other way” you said with out hesitation.

He started speeding up a bit you could hear the sound of skin slapping which only turned you on more. He held you close as he moved asking ever so often if you were ok.

You felt your high coming and he must have to. He moved faster feeling your walls tighten around him. “Y/n let’s cum together” he said softly as he pulled you into a kiss. You nodded, he moved deeper in you, your walls almost pulling him deeper. He groaned loudly and reached down to rub your clit “cum for me beautiful” he said breathy.

You felt the coil in your stomach break almost like a damn breaking. You felt a rush of heat and pleasure as you came. “Jungkook!” You moaned loudly him riding out your high before pulling out. He quickly grabbed an old shirt across the room. He pumped once and let out the throatiest moan as he came.

He looked at you both of you catching your breath he pulled you close and kissed you lovingly. “Hey! I’m home guys! We’re are you?” Jungkook franticly pulled away. “Shit Taes back!” You said his eyes wide you fixed your skirt and jungkook fixed his pants.

“Here” he gave you your controller and started the game. A few seconds later Tae came into the room “there you two are! Have you been playing all day?” He asked sitting beside Jungkook. He looked at him for a second “damn she must be winning cause your face is beat red.” He chuckled and Jungkook and you just looked at each other and laughed.

Anything For You

((A/N: So I had to edit some of the request a bit to make it work and not be a two-parter, I hope Anon doesn’t mind too much. But mutant reader is always a fun one, so I don’t mind. It’s also my first go as writing for Logan, so be gentle!

Request:

Can I get a Logan x (mutant)Reader, where the reader thinks that Logan hates her since he’s always so rude and gruff and yells at her during missions, so she keeps her distance from him, eventually deciding to leave the X-men. And then when Logan realizes that she left, and why she left, he goes to get her and bring her back home? Lots of angst, then ending in fluff? Fighting and love confessions? Could you make it work? Or is it too much?? Sorry to be a bother!

Pairing: Logan x mutant!Reader

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: Language, clearly. ))

“Really? You thought just shootin’ shit with electricity was the solution here?” Wolverine’s voice had risen to an unreasonable decibel level as he got closer, claws withdrawn but still clearly defensive.

Your eyes narrowed, fists clenched, “It was the only option! Iceman was out of the way and Shadowcat was already intangible, no one would get hurt!” Your own voice had risen to match his, stepping closer and closing the little gap that was left.

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anonymous asked:

Okay maybe some cuddles between peter and his short and clumsy s/o with some making out and piggyback rides!

“Remind me again why I’m out of my bed at this ungodly hour?” you asked grumpily as you trudged along beside your boyfriend. He chuckled, tugging on your hand to get you to walk faster.

“Because we were supposed to finish our History project last week when we were given it, but someone kept kissing me when I tried to do research for it?” Peter retorted, grinning down at you.

You rolled your eyes. “You loved it, don’t lie to me, Parker.”

“True, but I would also love to finish this project in time,” he replied, chuckling. “So that, (Nickname), is why you’re out of bed before lunchtime, because we need to go to the library.”

“I still think you could have gone by yourself and FaceTimed me from the library,” you complained, pulling on his hand again. “And slow down, some of us have little legs and can’t keep up!”

Peter chuckled, turning to face you. “Would you like a piggyback so that we get to the library before it closes?”

“I don’t appreciate the sass,” you told him, raising an eyebrow. “But yes, a piggyback sounds great.”

He crouched in front of you and you jumped onto his back, tightening your arms around his neck as he straightened up and started walking. You rested your chin on his shoulder, tilting your head to kiss his cheek.

“You’re the best,” you told him brightly, nuzzling his cheek with your nose. He shook his head slightly, still chuckling to himself.

“What’s funny?” you asked. Peter turned his head so he could just see you out of the corner of his eye.

“You’re just so cute,” he told you. “I’m glad we left this project last minute.”

Your jaw dropped open in pretend shock. “Doth mine ears deceive me?” you asked dramatically. “Did Peter Parker just admit to enjoying procrastinating on a project?”

He rolled his eyes. “Don’t make me drop you,” he warned, grinning as he suddenly loosened his arms around your legs as if he really was going to drop you. You squealed, wrapping your arms tighter around his neck.

“If I’m going down, you’re coming with me,” you told him, trying to sound aggressive. Peter smiled softly to himself; you sounded adorable.

“I love you, munchkin,” he told you, grinning at the jab at your height. You rolled your eyes in exasperation, but could feel your jaw aching with smiling so much.

“Love you too, nerd.”

|Late Night Conversations| R.MANTLE /PART ONE\

It was hard day for me. My arm is bandaged, it hurt like shit but I have this thing for you and I hope you’ll like it. 

Funny story: I came up with this idea when my doctor pulled the glass out of my skin. I’m good fam. I’m a survivor ;)) 

IMAGINE ABOUT: Reggie and reader kinda had ‘a thing’ with eachother but when Jason Blossom death comes out. Reggie immediately leaves the city leaving her with nothing but her feelings. 


I’m not supposed to be like this. 

I’m not supposed to be the sad girl who doesn’t know where the hell she’s going and what the fuck she’s doing. I’m not supposed to care too much about what anyone thinks and I’m not supposed to let words affect my choices. 

I’m supposed to be that bitchy, funny maybe a little nice girl that hungs out with her friends on weekends and goes to an average school to pursue average career. 

So far. I’ve menaged to let one person change up my life like a span of a few months. What’s killing me? I think some part of me thinks I’m supposed to be the girl who cares too much for her own good. 

My parents don’t understand me. I don’t blame them. I fucking love my parents but sometimes, I just need a break. I need a break from a lot of people and I need a break to recycle my old self to keep anyone from getting in and ripping my heart to shreds. 

Sort of like how I’m feeling right now. 

There’s no way to better describe this feelng other than the fact that I’ve tried to drown my feelings multiple times, only to find out those fuckers can swim and do  water tricks as well. 

Exams have been like hell, although I did imagine this week to consist of Reggie kissing up my neck as I study. I shouldn’t even be thinking about this, he’s gone, whatever, he didn’t choose me so fuck him right?

It’s been a few days since Reggie left, and a few days since Archie and I last spoke . Archie and I have been making eye contact at most, and I can tell by the look in his eyes that he has so much to say but can’t. 
I’ve ignored his glances and ignored his silent plea’s to confess to him my true feelings and opinion, so far it’s been good. 

In other news speaking, Reggie’s been leaving me numerous messages, in all shapes and sizes, and every single on of them made my feeling stronger than a rock.

iMessage from Reggie:

i feel sad i dont like this 

(read: 11:34pm 12/04/2017) 





iMessage from: Reggie

i let you down and i know that, but im gonna need u to not give up on me okay?

(read: 9:10am: 13/04/2017) 




iMessage from: Reggie

i dont know what is it or what we are but all i know is that im here in the middle of nowhere hungover as fuck by myself thinking of you and only you

(read: 2:47pm 14/14/2017) 




iMessage from: Reggie

i dont know what to do

(read: 9;15pm  14/14/2017) 




iMessage from Reggie: 

youre mine 

(read: 1:42am 15/04/2017) 




iMessage from Reggie: 

baby girl 

please let me know ur okay

(read: 1:45am 15/04/2017) 



iMessage from Reggie: 

i miss you like crazy 

(read: 1:50am 15/04/2017) 




iMessage from Reggie: 


im not to blame i swear to you

im so scared 


(read: 3:05am 16/05/2017) 

I sat there re-reading every message he sent, analyzing over the words and thinking about what he meand by all of them. This alien feeling in my stomach makes my eyes water whenever and my lips quiver as I read. I don’t know this feeling, and I don’t like this. Reggie’s that kind of persons, he’s the kind I think I’d never be fully mad at. 

I lay in my bed in the late at night. Thinking of nothing but Reggie’s body an my last fucking exam tommorow morning. I like this quietness, althought it would be better with Reggie. Fuck. I should stop thinking like that. I like the moonlight at this time and I like the feeling on my skin against the bed. I like it, all that it is

Just as I was about to exit my messages app, it scrolls back down to Reggie’s chat, notifying me of a new message. 

iMessage from Reggie

i wanna go home 

you read that in 2 second, u were waiting for me? please tell me u were waiting for me 

i miss your lips 

so damn much i could almost taste them 


(read: 3:27am) 


I feel so tempted to reply back. To tell him that thoughs of him have taken over my brain and I can’t help but feel like shit although he’s the one doing all the demage. He’s the one who walked out when I asked him to come clean with me, and he’s the one running away now for a reason he won’t bother telling me. 

I need to stop reminding myself that we’re not together. He can do whatever the hell he wants and i have nothing to say in it whatsoever. I can’t even allow myself to be mad at him. 

I debate in my head wheter I sould reply to ease this misery, knowing he’d been messaging me desperately for the past few days. I miss him like hell. If this is what it felt like not having his arms curled up around my body and his hair tickling my neck. I can only imagine what it would feel like withouth him at all. I decide to message him, a reply something he said says ago. My fingers type the words, staring at them for a few seconds before I press send. 

iMessage to: Reggie

I’m yours 


iMessage from: Reggie 

really?? u decide to text me back when i go to pee? now im happy and the pee wont come out properly 


iMessage to: Reggie

where r u? 


iMessage from Reggie 


im scared and im tired and i just want you 

i fucked up so bad princess, like i always do, but i want you so fucking bad 



iMessage to Reggie

you already have me 




iMessage from Reggie 

now 

i want you now 


iMessage to Reggie

my heart hurts Reggie 

and the only person i can tell is the person who hurt me 

you 

so fuck you 


iMessage from: Reggie

you dont understand 


iMessage to Reggie 

then explain, cause i cant go through this, im not someone you can play with and throw away, talk to me, im beggining you to talk to me 


iMessage from Reggie: 

park on 5th, right fucking now! 



PART TWO

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Today my debut novel, If We Were Villains, came out and I was lucky enough to spend the afternoon with some of the amazing people who made it happen. But before I run off to the launch party tonight, I just wanted to take a moment to say thank you to you, the lovely people of Online whom I will not get to thank in person. 

I quite honestly never expected to have so many wonderful people following me here or anywhere else, and I will be the first to admit that I still don’t quite understand what you’re all thinking or how I haven’t managed to scare you away. You have sat through weeks of me shitposting about grad school and stumbling through the publishing world and liveblogging Homer, and I just want you to know that your support has not gone unnoticed or unappreciated. I’m young and publishing is scary and your excitement has buoyed me through some rough nights of revision and some long hours of anxiety about whether this thing I wrote is actually worth anybody’s time (or money). 

You’re all wonderful, and I am so lucky to have you in my corner. Thank you for the last few years. Your support and enthusiasm means much more than you know. I can’t give you much in return but this book, so I hope it is worth the wait. 

Here’s to many more theatre stories, grad school meltdowns, and updates you didn’t ask for. 

Xx M

protectors

in which a prank goes a little further than expected, and you find out that the boys will always be there for you

Word Count: 2,500

Rating: PG

I finally got around to finishing this one, hope you guys like it! It’s a long one!

“You ready?” Joe asked, checking the mic for the last time.

“Yep!” You responded, scooting over a tiny bit so that Joe could join you on the bed.

“Alright I’m gonna do the intro, do you want to explain it?”

“Yeah that works for me!”

It wasn’t often that you and Joe filmed videos together – he had always preferred for his personal life to stay private, but after Jack had accidentally outed the two of you in a vlog a few months back, Joe had grown more open to the idea of you on his channel. Not to mention that his fans absolutely loved seeing the two of you together.

“Hello everyone, today I’m joined with my girlfriend Y/N as you can see. Now, since we’ve been dating I’ve pranked her a few times, and she’s gotten me back each time, and in doing so, she’s proven herself to be quite the prankster herself. So today, I thought we were going to put our pranking abilities to the test with some good ole prank calls.”

“So, we’ve put all our friend’s names in this hat here, and whoever we pull is who we have to call and pretend that the two of us have gotten into a fight. The rules are we have to try and get whoever it is to be on our side of the argument, and if we do, we get the point,” you explained, giving the camera a thumbs up. The hat consisted of all the buttercreams, Alfie and Zoe, since they knew the two of you best.

“Rock paper scissors for who goes first?” Joe offered. You nodded and proceeded to lose, so he pulled a piece of paper out from the hat first.

“Ohhh, I’ve got Oli. Ughhh this is gonna be so hard, he bloody loves you!” Joe groaned. You grinned at the camera, getting excited.

You both waited as he rang Oli, listening to the tone until he picked up.

Oli: Ello!
Joe: Ello, alright?
Oli: Yeah, you?
Joe: Eh, I’ve been better. Are you busy?
Oli: Nah, I’m just at mine, what’s going on?
Joe: I’m in a bit of trouble…
Oli: Oh bloody hell, what’ve you done?
Joe: Nothing too serious, it’s about me and Y/N
Oli: Go on…

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thelastbluebunny  asked:

Stony 87

“Stay Awake”



It takes an awful lot for Steve to lose his composure. 

He’s walked alone into deathtraps and faced off entire fleets and armies without a single shake of his hand or hitch of his breath. It’s just what he does. who he is. Steve rogers is the stoic leader, Steve Rogers does not panic. 



He gets an alert that a bomb’s gone off in the penthouse of the Avengers Tower, and the bottom drops out of his world.




He was a few blocks away, in a SHIELD safe-house, spending a few days away from Tony. Because they’d been screaming at each other so long and so loud it had woken the rest of the team, and Steve had finally snapped, yelling at Tony about how they were through, they were done, he was leaving.


He’d been lying. The day he wanted finished with Tony would be the day Red Skull decided he wanted to rally for world peace.

Tony hadn’t known that.


Tony was still in the tower.



The traffic was heavy, but Steve was running on the roofs of the cars instead, so it didn’t much mater.

It would take him two minutes and thirty four seconds to get to the tower, and an additional two minutes and forty four seconds to get past the police and up to the penthouse.


Thor was away in New Mexico. Clint and Nat had left at the same time as he did, off to go undercover for three weeks in some Russian city. Bruce was at a science convention in New Delhi.

Steve had left him, and it had just been Tony, alone in the tower.



And now he was looking at the top floors of the tower as smoke billowed out of the windows and glass fell to the pavement below, pushed out by the huge fires that were engulfing their home. 


The whole top five floors had been utterly incinerated.

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