so it seems my guys are waking up

Your senior year roommate calls herself Clarity. She’s very small and rumpled and distant, and she goes for long walks in the forest south of campus when she’s frustrated. You aren’t friends, but you coexist peacefully. It’s enough.

The creature on your co-owned Walmart futon isn’t Clarity.

It looks like her. Enough to fool a casual observer, certainly. Enough to fool someone who hasn’t been soldering sterling silver for six hours. But you have, and the truth of silver lingers, and the Thing That Looks Like Clarity is sprouting delicate flowers from the skin of its bare shoulders.

It’s sitting cross-legged and perfectly, terribly still, tracking your eyes as you take all this in. When you sigh and set down your backpack, it says, “Hello, smith. There didn’t seem to be any sense in pretending.”

“Jeweler,” you say, and, “I go by Florence, these days. What should I call you?”

It blinks, languid and slow. “I’m not here to usurp. I’m a… placeholder.”

“It’s still confusing as shit, my guy.”

It considers this at length. Finally, with the air of one who has just solved a great puzzle, it says “Claire. We will know, the two of us.”

“Works for me. Nice meeting you, Claire.”

And that seems to be all there is to say. Your roommate’s been stolen by the Fair Folk, you’re living with a changeling, and there’s not much you can do about either of these things. You scroll through Instagram until it gets tired of watching you and wanders out into the hallway.

So that’s Claire.

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Rule #1

I’m dming for a group of entirely new players who have never been in a game of DnD before except for one, who happened to be absent this time. The remaining three are a bard, a half-elf rogue, and a tiefling rogue. They were all sleeping in a tree and I told them at random to roll a d20 (it was a perception check). The tiefling got a nat 20, the half-elf a 12, and the bard a 2.

Me: Ok so [tiefling] wakes up to a strange sound. He is instantly alert and looks down through the darkness to see a strange figure in a cloak. Meanwhile, [half-elf] is slowly waking up but unaware of what’s going on, and [bard] is out cold.

Bard: Nice.

Tiefling: So can I tell what I’m looking at?

Me: You have Dark Vision, so yes. You can see that he seems to be a humanoid, in a cloak with the hood pulled up to hide his face, and in his hand is a staff.

Tiefling: I call down “Who are you?”

After having an unproductive chat with the stranger, who just warns them to stay away before fleeing deeper into the forest, the two rogues leave their bard asleep in the tree, where she finally rolls high enough to wake up.

Me: Alright, you two *checks their die* both are managing to follow fairly quietly. You make some noise, but he seems to dismiss it as forest sounds. Meanwhile, [bard] wakes up and-

Bard: Can I see them?

Me: No, they’re way too far into the trees to-

Bard: I start yelling at the top of my lungs “GUYS?! GUYS WHERE ARE YOU?”

Half-Elf: Can we hear her?

Me: Um… *rolls for the NPC’s perception and thinks about the distance* You know what, [bard], roll me a d20.

Bard: *gets a nat 20*

Me: *Laughing* Oh my gosh. Okay, so, yes, you can hear her loud and clea-


Me: - and the guy you were following hears her two, realizes you left her and are following him, and he sprints into the forest.

Both Rogues: WE CHASE AFTER HIM! *Half-elf rolls a 12, the tiefling rolls a nat 1 and lands face first in a thorn bush*

They lost him after that, and made their way back to their screaming Bard.

Bard: “Hey guys. Where were you?”

Her innocent grin was priceless.

ptsd - peter parker oneshot

character: peter parker (tom holland, marvel)

words: 1496

warnings: panic attack, ptsd, kind of angst, SPOILERS FROM SPIDERMAN HOMECOMING

summary: peter’s aftermath of being a superhero.

Originally posted by v-writings

The next few weeks after saving Stark’s plane and denying the man’s invitation to join the Avengers, Peter Parker seemed to have only one goal in mind.


He was thankful for his superhero life, really, he was. But for as long as he could remember he had always enjoyed being entitled to a good 8 hours of slumber per night, a privilege he hadn’t been lucky enough to experience for a while after he became Spiderman.

So that’s how he ended up falling asleep everywhere. And I mean everywhere.

The boy had the unbelievable ability to close his eyes and start snoring in the matter of seconds wherever he rested his head, either his bed or the library’s tables, he really had no limits. Peter had worked his hardest to finish up whatever homework he had incomplete from school, so there was really nothing stopping him from resting.

Except for the nightmares. Yeah, there was that.

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Talk about the Twitter post about sexism

Since we apparantly still live in the 1950′s sexism seems to still be a gigantic issue in video games. One problem I have with this is the people who speak up about it like it can just be ignored and blocked, that’s why that exists. But when you get told that literally every single game, something has to be wrong. 

I don’t understand how people can categorize it as trolling or just being toxic, because it is legit harassment towards someone based on gender and that shit seems to be more acceptable than toxic people. 

I had a game where these guys were going against each other, insulting each others playstyle and they threw their arguments aside just to fully focus their attack on me and being a girl.

It’s pathetic and sad having to block people on twitter because they say stuff like “please no feminism” and “wow this overreaction”

It’s just so sad to see, I literally have no words. I have no issues dealing with these people, I would move on and do whatever the fuck I was doing but knowing that girls everywhere suffer thanks to this behaviour, it literally makes me so uncomfortable and that this seems to never get punished- it’s… so disgusting. Nobody speaks up because exactly these reactions come back.

“are you sure you weren’t just playing bad?” buddy this guy was a tracer only main who said he couldn’t tank so he went torb instead and died in under 2 seconds, I’m pretty sure I wasn’t the issue. 

fucking cut my fingers off and wake me up when this shit is over and girls don’t have to be scared in video games anymore or don’t have to be scared to speak up. 

fucking hell.

my beautiful list of klance fic recs

this one goes out to @ah-fae who was complaining about me texting her links to fics. now my favorite fics are all in one convenient place for your enjoyment, along with my thoughts on them!

nothing’s quite as sweet by dimpleforyourthoughts and thebrotherswinchester

“Keith is a barista who hates his job. Lance works at the cat shelter across the street.” [i cried. i don’t cry often when reading fics, but this one fucking got me. it’s fantastic, in both the concept and the (VERY well-written) execution. there are kitties. please read.]

i bet you look good on the dancefloor by xShieru

“‘So like in ‘Step Up’?’ // Allura shrugs. ‘Now that you put it like that - yes. I guess it’s just like in ‘Step Up.’’ // The smile that she sends Shiro’s way - followed by a shy wave, eugh - is sickening to say the least, and Lance still doesn’t believe in dance camps.” [i started this one while it was still in progress because i’d heard so many good things about it and i’m so glad i did. 7 chapters, lots of dancing, and very good writing]

Your Love Has Shown Me Proof by freshia

“‘This situation is a bit more complicated than we initially realized.’ // Lance raises an eyebrow, but Pidge is the one to question that. “Define complicated.” // Allura takes no more time beating around the bush, ‘Well, I received a transmission. Keith and Lance–from the future, that is–would like to have their daughter back.’” [keith and lance meet their daughter from the future– which is just as adorable as it sounds– but they’re not even dating?? shenanigans ensue. it’s so sweet and heart-warming. i love this so much]

tropical drink melting in your hand; we’ll be falling in love by jojotxt

“Keith just wanted a summer job to help pay for college. He didn’t expect to be coworkers with a complete asshole who hated his guts. He didn’t expect to fall for him, either.” [this fic is refreshing as fuck and full of all the pining you could ever want, with a side of beach-related fun and team voltron bonding over their summer jobs. it is so good.]

Costumed Identities by Trashness

“Lance and Keith are rival cosplayers, who only know each other by their online usernames. They are fiercely competitive, but are also desperately attracted to each other. You’d think they would just get together already, but there’s a couple of problems: // 1. Keith crossplays, so Lance has absolutely no idea that Keith is a boy. // 2. Both of them are idiots, and can’t seem to figure out that that hot cosplayer they like, is also that hot guy that they drool over every day at school.” [3 chapters, hidden identities, nerdy references, and so. much. cosplay. what more could you ask for? plus it’s hella fucking cute, if you weren’t already sold.]

i can’t help but want by aknightley

“Lance deals with the aftermath of being sucked into a black hole and stranded on an alien planet. // When Lance wakes up, all he can see is blue.” [this fic has a permanent tab open on my phone so that i never lose it. that’s how much this one means to me. this was written before season 2, so technically it’s an au where lance and keith are stranded on separate planets after the wormhole, and the only paladins they can contact are each other. it’s full of emotional bonding and poignancy and damn, the writing is so fucking good.]

you’re so sweet; will you be mine? by jojotxt

“A new bakery pops up right across the street from Lance’s bakery. // In which Lance is an idiot, Keith is an asshole, and Pidge is the next Dr. Phil.” [have you ever wanted lance and keith to send each other passive-aggressive baked goods as their rivalry blooms into friendship? look no further. seriously, stop looking and read this fic. please. i’m in love with it.]

Where The Lions Roam by Mytay

“‘ … tell me why Blue is making the moves on Keith.’ // Pidge stared at him, a touch incredulous. ‘You really haven’t figured it out?’ // ‘Pidge. I am very intelligent, but I am not a genius,’ Lance said patiently. ‘Spell it out for me.’ // ‘Well, you just sort of answered your own question,’ Pidge said, snorting. ‘Your Lion is making the moves on Keith — and by ‘moves’ I mean responding to your abject terror whenever Keith is in danger.’” [this author’s dialogue is so spot on, like i will automatically hear it in the character’s voice, and that doesn’t come to me easily. and just. lance. he deserves so much love, and this fic gives it to him.]

Reggie Mantle x Reader PART FIVE: THE ARTIST & THE JOCK

A/N: I couldn’t sleep after my nap, I decided to fix up and post part 5. Seems as you guys are really liking this imagine and I’m probably gonna knock out after this now since it’s now 3am, but thanks for the notes and the reblogging it means a lot! I will wake up later and fix up two requests and post them. Also to those asking if my requests are closed because of my bio they aren’t I just posted that, so I could catch up on the ones I have right now. Meaning if you have a request you can totally send it, but I probably won’t get to it just yet. 

Words: 1627

Pairing: Reggie x Reader

Summary: Reader decides to not accept the contract and realizes her feelings for Reggie. Movie day b/w Reader, Reggie, Jughead, Betty, Archie, Veronica, and Kevin. 

Spoilers: Jughead being such a great friend.

Warnings: Some swear words I think.

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four 

You didn’t catch up to Reggie in time, he had already stepped in your home, announcing to both families that you didn’t share the same feelings as his, which wasn’t true. This flashback was a game changer. You realized you fell for Reggie Mantle on that trip too. You realized that you had only ever ignored him and decided not gain his friendship back after you both drifted apart was because you were heartbroken. He broke the promise you both made to each other that day for popularity not caring if it meant losing you as his best friend.

When you stepped in your home, your mother grabbed you by the wrist and practically dragged you up the stairs up to your room.

“I’m so sorry about tonight” your father downstairs answered to The Mantles on their way out “We’ll fix this” he reassured them as they left your home.

“How dare you?” your mother growled at you back in your room.

“Mom, I- I- can’t sign that contract!” you replied and your father made his way into your room.

“I can’t believe you just did this to us? You humiliated me in front of a business partner (Y/N)!” he scowled at you.

“I can’t believe you guys would sell me out like that! You’re supposed to be my parents!” you sobbed.

“(Y/N), honey, you know the real Reggie. He’s perfect for you and willing to go out with you unlike others here at Riverdale, this could be your chance to stop being an ugly duckling and blossom into popularity!” your mother claimed as you made your way to sit on your bed with your knees against your chest.

“You have this weekend to think about your answer, and you can’t tell anyone about tonight” your father hissed and he and your mother stepped out.

You sobbed and sobbed only to think about when did they change? When did your parents stop wishing what was best for you? Why were they pushing this so hard? Yes you like Reggie, but you couldn’t accept this absurd deal.

You changed into comfortable clothes, grabbed your phone and texted Reggie. No answer. You called. No answer.  You wanted to go to him, talk to him about your feelings, but since his parents were owners of a big company in Riverdale and owned half of the newspaper here at Riverdale you could never get past the guards they had.

You decided to grab a jacket and go for a walk to forget this whole night.

As you walked in the cold night with your headphones in your ears trying to think about how to make things right, you caught two shadows laughing by a parked car by Pops.

Your heart felt like it broke into a million pieces when you recognized it was Reggie’s car and he was with Veronica. You felt like an idiot for falling for his sob story that he probably practiced for his parents, so you could agree to that stupid contract.

You walked away, mad at yourself for everything you had put yourself through. You ignored your feelings for so long and now you wished they had never surfaced in the first place.

You needed someone to talk to, but you couldn’t tell anyone, so you decided to make your way back to the only person you knew wouldn’t care if you told them as long as they were there, because that’s all that mattered.

You opened the door to Pops and slipped in with Jughead in his regular booth. Your face puffed up from all the crying. Pop brought you a (Y/F/Flavor) milkshake and some fries.

When Pop placed the food in the table, Jughead finally took his eyes away from his laptop and saw your face. He saw the hurt in your eyes.

“(Y/N) what happened?” He questioned with worry in his eyes.

“Sadly, I can’t give you the details Juggie” you claimed as you sipped on your milkshake.

“Hey, come here” Jughead spoke as you stood up and slipped next to him as he put his arm around your shoulder and you leaned your head on him.

You both stayed like that until you finished up your milkshake and Jug finished your fries.

“Hey c’mon” Jug spoke as he closed his laptop and you left the money there for Pop and walked out in the chilly night once again.

You both walked in silence your arm linked with his as you leaned on him.

“Rough dinner then?” Jughead broke the silence.

“You have no idea Juggie” You chimed in.

“Am I ever going to know why you are so glum this frosty night?” Jughead hinted.

“I can’t tell you the events that took place on this night, but I can spare you one small gut-wrenching detail” you mentioned.

“What detail may that be?” Jughead asked with a puzzled look on his face.

“You can’t speak a word about this to anyone, if you did I might just have to get rid of the perfectly great Jughead Riverdale has” you informed Jughead with a small smile on your face.

“I swear on my beanie” Jughead notified you returning a smile.

“Wow, do you see the risk you are taking Jug?” and he just gave you a nod.

“I may have feelings for a certain Reggie Mantle” you muttered and Jughead stopped you both in your tracks.

“What? I knew it!?” Jughead proclaimed.

“Jug you can’t tell a single soul, not even Hot Dog! You swore on that beanie remember?!” you nagged as you kept walking.

“Not even Hot Dog damn (Y/N), that’s ruff” he added his pun and you couldn’t help but giggle.

“Does he know?” Jughead added on and you shook you head no as you made your way closer to your house.

“I’ll see you tomorrow for movies at Kevin’s” you told Jughead as you climbed up your window and fell asleep.

You had now gotten ready for a movie afternoon at Kevin’s and you exited your home, you hadn’t seen your parents all day and didn’t plan on it.

While making your way to Kevin’s you ran into Archie and Jughead on their way as well, so you walked with them.

“(Y/N) how was dinner with The Mantles?” Archie questioned you and Jughead just had an unreadable look on his face.

“Below average” you lied as you opened the door to Kevin’s home.

Betty was already there ordering the food, and Kevin was fixing his TV.

“Hey where’s Veronica?” you asked.

“In the restroom checking her makeup like always” Kevin mocked.

“How was dinner with The Mantles?” Betty questioned you as well.

“Oh yeah how was that?” Kevin butted in.

“Quite uneventful” you lied again and Jughead shot you a smile and you returned it.

The doorbell rang, and you were the chosen one to go open it.

As you opened it you froze.

“Are you gonna let me in?” Reggie commanded.

“Wha- What are you doing here?” You defended as Veronica made it out of the restroom.

“Reg you made it!” the raven haired girl cheered as she moved you away from the door to greet Reggie with a hug.

“After your crappy dinner, Reg called and we had a date and I invited him with us” Veronica added as she held Reggie’s hand  as they sat together and you went to seat yourself next to Jughead and Betty sat in the middle with Archie and Kevin.

“Great” Jughead mumbled under his breath.

The movie started and everyone grew quiet while eating the food Betty ordered and the junk food Kevin made available.

“Are you gonna tell him?” Jughead whispered to you in the middle of the movie as he scanned your eyes that shooted envy towards Veronica and Reggie across the living room.

“Just drop it Jug, Please” you pleaded.

“I’m going to get water, anyone want something from the kitchen?” You asked your friends as you removed Jugheads arm from your shoulders.

“More popcorn” Archie and Jughead spoke in sync.

So you made your way to the kitchen.
Soon to be joined by Reggie.

“You and Edward Scissorhands huh?” Reggie whispered as you placed the popcorn in the microwave.

“What?! His name is Jughead and he is my best friend” you hissed back.

“Really? Just friends? The way he had his arm around you right now and last night says something else” Reggie spoke out of jealousy.

“Last night?! Last night he was being a great best friend after an asshole only told me he liked me because of a stupid contract our parents made” you whispered back removing one bag of popcorn out of the microwave and placing another.

“Wait?! You didn’t tell him did you?” Reggie defended.

“No of course not, I just told him something else, beside how did you even see me with Jughead? It seemed you were too busy with Veronica in your car” you insisted with a hint of jealousy in your voice.

“Hey what’s the holdup Reg?” Veronica interrupted you both.

“Nothing just catching up, making the popcorn” you hinted at her with a fake smile on your face.

“You guys literally just saw each other last night” Veronica stated with a chuckle.

“Ha ha, you heard your girl Reg, go with her” you chuckled as you took out the other bag of popcorn and placed them in a different bowl for your friends.

Reggie led Veronica to the living room, his hand on her back and it made you sigh and followed suit and enjoyed the rest of the movie with your friends.

The movie finished and you decided you didn’t want to stick around so you made up an excuse to leave as your friends groaned at you and Jughead decided to leave with you as well.

Tags: @sgarrett49   @oharchiekinz

Part Six

With You Tonight - Thomas Imagine (SMUT)

❁ (not my gif, cred to sweet owner) ❁

A/N: Okay so I haven’t written any Thomas imagines for so long or any at all since my fic so I decided to write a little something. Haha I don’t know where I was trying to go with this one… so my bad if it’s bad. Hopefully it isn’t too bad. And sorry in advance for any spelling/grammar mistakes etc. Also for any autocorrect mistakes since I wrote this one on my phone.


Pairing: Thomas x Reader
Warning: Smut!
Word count: 1675

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Sleepovers with NCT Dream

anon asked: Am I allowed to request sleepover/slumber parties with NCT Dream? Just somethin cute n fluffy

okay so i’m not sure if this is like each individual member or with the group as a whole so i did…both? 

uh for each of them the other members aren’t present because just…assume that the specific member kicked them out for the night or they dont wanna bother member/reader haha

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Originally posted by dimplesjae

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No Promises: A Kol Mikaelson Imagine

Song based imagine (they seem to be my thing at the moment), this time based on No Promises by Shawn Mendes. Again, hope you guys like it, it’s a little fluffy (I’m so bad at author’s notes omg) x 

Staring out my hotel window
Too much on my mind

It was the night after one too many drinks at the Grill. 

When you’d arrived, you had one plan: to get as drunk as possible. And you’d succeeded in that, really, you had. You just hadn’t planned on waking up the next morning next to Kol Mikaelson.

That had been a bit of a shock when you’d opened your eyes, your head on his bare chest, his arm wrapped around you. 

You’d figured from the lavish decor of the bedroom that you were at his house, well rather, his family’s mansion. Not quite knowing what to do next, you got up, being careful not to wake him, pulled on one of his shirts and made your way over to the window. 

Shit. Shit, shit, shit. 

You’d always thought the youngest Mikaelson brother was attractive, I mean, who wouldn’t? But he had a reputation. This was bad. This was so bad. 

“If it’s so bad, why are you still here?”

You closed your eyes at the sound of Kol’s voice. So obviously, you’d said that out loud. 

“Better off keeping your thoughts to yourself, darling, if you don’t want anyone to hear them.”

You turned to face him, never taking your eyes off that smirk that adorned his face. 

“Are you going to speak, Y/N? Or am I going to have to for you?”

You kept your mouth shut, a clear act of defiance.

He rolled his eyes, clearly enjoying your irritation. Bastard. 

“Fine. I’ll ask it. What do you want to do now?”

Oh no we don’t need to over-complicate it
Cause I’ve been here once before don’t even say it

You flipped. 

“What do I want to do? We had sex, Kol. I’d rather just forget about it.”

And then the bastard started laughing. Laughing. 

“Why are you laughing? There’s nothing funny about this.”

“I’m sorry, love. You’re just not overly intimidating when you’re angry. And besides, why do you want to forget about it? Was I really that bad?”

“I wouldn’t know. I can’t exactly remember.”

“Well then maybe I should jog your memory,” Kol moved from his position on the bed, wrapping the sheet around his waist before walking over to you. You stepped back. 

“Don’t touch me.”

“Not what you were saying last night.”

His finger brushed your cheek, sending your heart into overdrive. Why did he have to be attractive? 

“Would you believe me, Y/N, if I said I actually quite like you?”

“Depends. Do you?”

And then he kissed you. 

Baby please no promises
Cause we won’t keep our promises
And I know the consequences
So baby please, baby please no promises

You liked Kol. You knew that. You also knew that that night was just the beginning. 

You’d both agreed that nothing serious would come of your weekly meetings, where things would happen.

But as time went on, your feelings for him developed into something else. However, you knew that if you told him, you’d ruin a perfectly good thing. 

You thought about all this as you lay in his arms one night. He was asleep, his chest rising and falling, his face nuzzled into your neck. 

The silence was perfect. And you’d both agreed no promises. No attachments. 

What you didn’t know is that he wanted more too.


Wrapped Around, pt. 2

Jimin x Reader x Tae // College!AU // 8044 words

Summary: Freshman year was a mess and sophomore year doesn’t seem to be looking too good either. You know boys like them are no good for you but maybe they’re just your kind of type

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Originally posted by kths

Part 1 | Part 2.5

A/N: Surprise! I can’t thank you all enough for the love that part 1 received! (I read all the tags on the reblogs and i just love you all ok) I hope you guys enjoy this part too (: My smut skills… it’s a work in progress so I hope you bear with me friends. 

You wake up to 15 messages from Solji, all of them in caps. Half of them is just her keyboard smashing out her frustration and the other half is her calling you a few choice words for lying to her. You laugh as you scroll through all of them and decide you would call her later to explain everything.

You sigh, as you take a hot shower to wash off the layer of grime that had settled on the surface of your skin from being in that sauna of a frat house. As you soap up your body, you shudder when you remember the way the man had pressed himself against you and you shake your head to rid yourself of the image that had imprinted itself deep in your mind.

First party of the semester and it was an experience to say the least… you wonder if it was a sign… or perhaps a punishment for failing your new semester resolution. After your shower, you decide to bury yourself under a pile of books to keep your mind from wandering again.

Despite the disaster that was the frat party you’re glad that at least one good thing had come out of it. You grab lunch with Taehyung as promised and you spend most of it throwing fries at each other rather than eating. The slight downside to meeting him is only that you realize you haven’t fully gotten over your slight crush on him. As long as you don’t sleep with him again you’ll be fine, you think.

“So tell me, what happened with Jessica? I thought you were in love,” You say the last part while clutching at your heart dramatically and Taehyung scowls at you.

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Yes Sir Part 13

Yes Sir Part 13: Make It or Break It

Relationships have their ups and downs. Professor Winchester and his girl find out if their relationship can survive.


Warnings: The ususal :) This is NSFW, Explicit, and Mature content. WC: 6732 On AO3

A/N: This is one of my fav things I’ve ever written, I hope you enjoy it too. Thanks to my amazing beta @andromytta who I never thank enough. Thanks to @myheart4ever47 for giving me a great idea. And a very Happy JDM Birthday to my girl @jml509! And for all the readers- I love you guys so damn much. Even tho it wasn’t happy this week, I loved hearing from you. Thank you. 

Thirty-six hours passed and still no word from John. I cried myself to sleep, even though I could only sleep about four hours. Punching my pillow seemed to help until my arms ached. I’d stare at the ceiling until I was too tired to fight sleep. Even in the middle of the night, I’d wake up to see if he had called. But he had not. He needed “time.” And my heart was broken.

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Save ME

a.n:*awkwardly says hi* uh yeah.. i know im on a hiatus but forgive me i havent updated save me in forever. :–) okay.. i was really hyped for this chapter! i hope you guys will like it! (also, forgive me if somethings dont make sense, i havent gotten any sleep)


Originally posted by mygslut



Jimin’s pov

I woke up as the rays of the sun hitting my face. i had awaken with my face showing a sour expression. I know y/n had went out with that guy again last night. I didnt follow her or called her about it, well that was because im trying to stay low for a while. I had scared y/n, and if she ever finds out about me, she’ll hate me forever, and I would never have the happiness that i deserve.

A loud growl escaped from my lips as I realized that today was PE day. I hate pe. its not like im bad at it or anything, in reality i have a really nice physique and can carry heavy objects while running [a.n: ;)] its just that, during pe, everybody is required to have a partner to do pe with. But it’s not like no one chooses me as their partner. It’s the other way around. people, most often girls, come running at me asking me to be their partner.I never wanted to put up with anything so i just said yes to whoever came to me first.

I finally had the motivation to get up and get ready for school. I ate breakfast and headed my way.

As the bell started to ring,  more students came rushing into my classroom. As usual, I was eyeing out where y/n would be. I finally saw her casually waking to our room..but.. wait.. what’s this? she’s.. with that guy again.

My eyes turned dark with a stone cold glare. I kept looking at them and observing them. y/n seems… she seems happy with this guy.. my heart fell and i felt like i was about to explode when her bright smile shined upon that guy. I always loved her smiles. If only they could be mine.

As the guy signaled y/n that he had to go, y/n just smiled and gave a chuckle. She then came into the room wearing a smile on her face as my eyes glued to her. She sat down and began talking to her friends just like the usual.

a few minutes after, class started to begin. The first half of the class was boring an hell and I wanted to die during it. The second half composed of pe. As the teacher announced that another class was joining us, I noticed y/n’s eyes had lighten up. she was quickly peeking outside to check if the other class had arrived yet. The school gym was big and there were only few of us in it, so when the group of students came barging in inside the school gym we quickly knew that those were the students joining us for pe.

“okay, since class b doesnt have a pe teacher for today, they’ll be joining us. Class B and Class A, you can now choose a pe partner. partners from opposite classes are allowed so makes lots of friends okay.” the pe teacher announces

‘wait.. class b.. isnt that where the guy y/n is always with..’ i thought to myself. Turns out, I was right all along because as soon as the pe teacher finishes his announcement, y/n and that guy bolted to each other.

ugh, you wouldnt be able to imagine how much i waned to spit fire that moment. As I looked in their direction, they were talking to the teacher about the activities we were doing. I was keeping my out on the two until a sea of people rushed to me, saying they wanted to be my partner. ew.


“Oh shit.. would you look at that..” (g\bf\n) says as he chuckles.

“yeah.. its always like that during pe.” I say as i laugh 

“welp.. looks like he doesnt want to be partners with any of those people.” 

“well, he has to pick someone anyways” you say before throwing an awkward smile to your best friend.

“woah there.. looks like he’s being fought about.” your friend says watching jimin as if he’s on a season of The Bachelorette.

“ugh just lay off him already.” you say while laughing.

“Wow.. that guy’s life must be pretty interesting huh.”

“well yeah. he’s popular as fuck bruh.” you say astonished at how popular he is despite his lack of human communication. 

“yeah i can see that he’s popular y/n. so.. do you like him..?” your friend asks you shyly, almost afraid of what you would answer.

“well.. he’s cute and like quiet.. and like.. i dont know! a freaking model!” you say frustrated at his looks. i mean, how could someone look this good! #blesskorea

“yeah, but like.. do you like him or nah”

“bish what the fudge. i just told you, how could you not like this cute bOi” you laugh as you tell your friend just how perfect jimin is.

“welp. cant fight you on that really..” he says obviously giving up

“Okay! everyone, pair up and let’s get started” the teacher yells


“Jimin-ah! please be mine! ..uh i mean.. my partner!” A girl shouts from afar, while another girl almost in front of me said “wow, how shameless. jimin! care to be my partner in pe?” uh no. but i just smile at her. as i was about to speak up someone pushed the girl in front of me.

“hey! jimin! wanna be our partner? you’re like the strongest person here!” a guy says, i wasnt so shocked. after all, i do have a nice physique,

“hey you runt!” the pushed girl shouts at the guy’s direction

“shut up you little bitch!” the guys yell back at the girl, causing a small fight when the girl’s boyfriend heard the screams. 

“HEY! HEY! STOP THAT!” the teacher yells at the people surrounding me. you let out a huge sigh. I glanced back at y/n and her friend as they were already starting their activities and having fun.

As everything had calmed down,I was startled as I felt a hand land on my shoulder.

“hey jimin, you still dont have a partner huh.. i dont get it. people always come rushing at you in hopes of you being their partner, but its always you have a partner or you dont have one.” the teacher says at me with a confused expression.

I just smirked and chuckled at him, honestly i dont give a fuck about these kinds of stuff, not anymore.

The teacher forced me to pair up with this random guy from our class, but he didnt want to get killed just by pairing up with me so he kept a bit of distance with me throughout the entire activity. While my almost nonexistent pe partner was busy talking to the teacher about the activities, I was looking an y/n and that guy she was with deadass glares. I almost exploded when they were laughing so loudly i wanted to rip my ears out. I felt like I was being played with. I felt like, any moment mow, i’ll die and i’ll never feel happiness. No. Things can’t be like this.

When dismissal came about, I made sure to listen closely to y/n and that guy’s conversations. I learned that they should be eating at that ramen place again, but this time y/n turned him down, and now he’ll be eating all by himself.

“OH C’MON Y/N!! LET’S EATTT! MY TREAT!” y/n’s best friend pleads.

“No! I need to finish some stuff.. maybe next time okay..” 

“But I have something to tell you though…” hmm.. what’s this.. he’s.. he’s gonna confess to y/n.. and yes, i know. i know everything about this guy. the fact that he’s been bestfriends with y/n for a long time.. and how his eyes shine whenever y/n is with him.. i just know it.. he feels the same as me.. but my condition is far far worse..My condition is on more of a extreme level.

As they both went on with their separate ways, I silently followed y/n’s bestfriend into that ramen shop they’re always at. 

as he entered the shop, I patiently waited in the alley just beside it. It was dark, an empty alley and a place where people rarely go. I just stood there, and i waited.. god I waited in there for a long time.

It was past 12 midnight and the ramen shop was about to close up shop, and y/n’s friend still hasnt come out yet.. I waited a little longer only to find a drunk person come out of the shop. as he was so drunk, he didn’t know even half of what he was doing, supposed to do, or going to do, that’s how drunk he was.

My eyes widened at the sight of the man as I figured out that it wasn’t just any person. It was y/n’s bestfriend…

As he came walking past me, I grabbed a shard of glass just beside me, inside the trashcan. 


whoops.. my bad.. 

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Christmas Break at Finn’s//Wyatt Oleff x Reader ~ Part Three

I don’t think you had ever had a better time in your entire life. The concert was in full swing and you were currently on Wyatt’s back belting out the lyrics to Immortals. Jaeden, Jack and Finn were all screaming the words too. You couldn’t see Wyatt’s face but you presumed he was singing. Despite the fact that one of the greatest bands ever was playing right in front of your eyes you couldn’t help but think about how brilliant of an idea this was. Not only did you get to see Fall Out Boy, you were currently sitting on Wyatt Oleff’s back.

As the next song began to play, Finn took his phone out and snapped a picture of you and Wyatt living it up. Not that either of you noticed it. You were too caught up.

One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories even though they weren’t so great
He tastes like you, only sweeter
One night, yeah, and one more time
(One night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
(For the memories, for the memories
See, he tastes like you, only sweeter

Yes, Wyatt, you thought, Thanks for the memories.
You were currently FREAKING out. After the show was over the band got word that you guys were in the audience and sent someone to invite you backstage. They didn’t know you as you didn’t act but they knew the boys and that was good enough for you. 

A guy from security led you down twisting corridors, up staircases, and finally to the door which said Fall Out Boy. You stifled a squeal as he knocked and opened the door. 

“Come in!” A very familiar voice shouted from the inside

The door opened. Jaeden went in first, then Finn, then Jack, then you and then Wyatt. Standing in front of you was Patrick Stump, Pete Wentz, Andy Hurley and Joe Trohman. 

You greeted the band and had lots of photos taken. The guys didn’t mind that you were there of course. Agents had arrived with cameras and were taking pictures for social media, the latest Rocksound magazine, etcetera. It must have gotten around that you guys were going to be there. Probably thanks to Twitter.

“It’s really nice to meet you guys,” Patrick said, “I love Stranger Things, and IT. Scared the hell out of Pete though.”
Everyone laughed
“We’re big fans,” Finn replied, “Especially Y/N here. If it wasn’t for her we wouldn’t be standing here.”
“Well, thanks, Y/N. It’s really good to meet you.”
“Trust me the pleasure is all mine. I’ve been a fan for as long as I can remember.”
“Favourite album?” Andy asked
“Folie a deux all the way.”
“No way!” Pete said, shocked, “Everyone usually picks Save Rock and Roll or American Beauty/American Psycho. ”
“No, I prefer the older stuff. But I’m loving your new sound. Champion is genius and The Last of The Real Ones? Now that is what you call a good bop.” Sorry I had to put this :)

The whole of the band smiled and launched into the story of how the songs came to be.

When you woke up the very first thing you did was check social media. Your follower count had quite literally gone up by thousands since last night. Wyatt took pictures of you hugging each of the band members, and every time you saw them your heart skipped a beat. There were pictures of you and the others on Fall Out Boy’s Instagram account which you never imagined would happen in your dizziest daydreams.

You scrolled through the pictures and videos on your camera roll and found loads that the boys had taken before the concert. They must have taken your phone when you went to the bathroom. Trying to stifle your laughter you uploaded a couple to your Instagram and tagged the boys. 

“You up already, Y/N?” Wyatt had just sat up and was looking at you with a huge smile on his face
“Yeah. I honestly can’t stop thinking about last night.”
“Shall we go downstairs and talk? That way we won’t wake the others and we can have coffee.”
“Good idea Noodles.”
“For fuck’s sake, you too?”
“Come on. I need coffee.” You both laughed as you put on jumpers. You were about to put yours on but you saw Wyatt’s Canada hoodie on the floor and put it on as he was leaving his room. Little did you know this would cause Wyatt to become a stuttering mess.

You finished up in the bathroom and ran downstairs to the kitchen. Wyatt was pouring the freshly made coffee. The house smelled wonderful. He looked up at you and immediately turned red.

“I-is that my s-sweater?”
“Uhm,” You looked down at your fluffy Christmas socks, “It looked better than mine and…I’ll take it off if you like I mean-”
“No, Y/N it’s fine. It looked better on you anyway. Now, come and drink this coffee before it gets cold.
So that’s just what you did.
Jaden, Finn and Jack were currently peeking from behind a wall. Y/N was drinking coffee and sitting on the kitchen counter with Wyatt in front of her saying something about a new movie.

“They are so into each other!” Jaeden whisper-shouted, “Look at the two of them being all gooey. It makes me sick.”
“Yeah well he may be a brother to me but if he hurts her I’ll fucking end him.” Finn didn’t take his eyes off of Wyatt and Y/N the whole time
“And if I walk in on the two of them getting it on.” Jack made a motion that I won’t repeat, “Then I will throw up all over them while they’re fu-”
“Alright, Jack?!” Jaeden hissed while Finn just gave him a disgusted look, “I think we get the idea. Also, I think Y/N is wearing Wyatt’s  sweater.”
“What the fuck?” Finn said, “So are they official or not? What is this?”
“How about we ask them.”

Jack strolled out into the kitchen like the Queen of England. 

“What are you two bitches gossiping about,” He said with a smirk, “The location for your late night randevu? Let us know where you decide because I’d rather not walk into the bathroom at three in the morning and find you two fucking in the bathtub. I’d go blind.”
“SERIOUSLY?!” You and Wyatt both shouted at the same time
“So,” Jaeden cleared his throat and tried to hide his smile, “How long have you two been up?”
“About half an hour,” You said, “We were wondering if you guys wanted to go out for breakfast?”
“Sure,” Finn said, “Where to?”
“I don’t know,” You said, “You guys decide. I’m going to get ready.”

You were currently sat across Wyatt enjoying your caramel waffle and sipping your hazelnut coffee. Finn noticed how much of it you were drinking.

“Y/N, if you drink one more cup of coffee you’re going to be bouncing off the walls. As your best friend, it’s my duty to cut you off. So,” Finn took your coffee away and poured you a glass of fresh orange juice, “I’m cutting you off.”
“Seriously Finn?” You whined, “We didn’t get back to the house until two this morning!”
“I seem to recall,” Jaeden said, “Waking up to find you and Wyatt talking at three in the morning a few nights ago. And you didn’t drink a hundred cups of coffee then. Correct me if I’m wrong but you were grinning the whole day.”
“Oh go fuck yourself Jaeden,” Wyatt said, “You sound just like Jack.”
“Calm down and eat your waffle,” Finn said with an eye roll, “We’ve got somewhere to be at 11.”
“Where?” Jack asked
“There’s someone Y/N needs to meet. So finish up. We have half an hour.”
You had no idea what he was talking about. But you sure as hell were intrigued.

Part Four coming soon!

Parts 1 & 2: https://riverdaletrash––
Dirty Laundry

Request: Can I ask for Sidney Crosby ? where you guys got married have one lovely boy and everything going good till Sid accidentally cheat and you want to divorce (during that you also found out you will have baby girl) then you guys make up please ? Ps. I dont know how can you be so good at writing but im appreciate it😍💗

A/N: Ok, this didn’t turn out exactly as requested. (Ish) I won’t say much because I don’t want to give it away. But I think It works. Also, I love you guys. 

Word Count: 1401

Warnings: Pregnancy, cheating, probably curse words? (I really don’t know anymore)

Up Next: Jamie Benn (There’s three. Two requested and one was a request from my best friend…that one might be pushed back.)

You’d been together since you were 20. Six years later he proposed. Three wonderful years of marriage and a beautiful son later, he did this.

You didn’t know how he could do something so horrible. Not after 9 years of being together.  9 Years of making the distance work. The fans. The puck bunnies. Not once did he ever stray. And now? It’s like he just threw everything away.

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Bruce x Reader

Request: No

Warnings: Swearing, but other than that I’m not sure.

Summary: Reader is new to the Avengers Tower and is Tony’s new assistant and Bruce can’t stand her. They argue 24/7 and finally Bruce realizes he has feelings for her.

Part 2


“y/n you will be staying here” Tony showed me to my new room. It was quite large and I took in the view. 

Tony set my bags down and waited for me to return my attention to him. He cleared his throat causing me to look directly at him.

“Now I want you to meet the team!” He said cheerfully. I followed him to the elevator. Once we made our way to the next floor, I saw the team all sitting around the living room watching TV and talking to each other. 

“Guys,” Tony spoke up getting everyone’s attention,”This is y/f/n y/l/n, my new assistant I was telling you about. 

“Hello” You gave a small smile and awkward wave. I watched everyone do the same thing “I know who you all are so we don’t have to do the awkward one on one introductions.” I joked earning a few chuckles. 

The only person who barely acknowledged my existence was Bruce Banner. I watched as he gave me a small wave and left the room. I looked at Tony who only gave a small shrug.

The next few weeks you spent in the Lab with Tony and Bruce helping in anyway you could. Tony asked you to stay in the room in case he needed you to do something. Tony left for a few minutes to use the bathroom 

“So whatcha working on?” I asked Bruce quietly from across the table. Knowing that he didn’t like me talking to him unless needed.

“Something called none ya business.” He spoke coldly, not looking up from his work.

“I don’t really care, just making small talk” I rolled my eyes walking away to Tony’s desk to organize his papers.

“Well don’t” He spoke again.

“I won’t” I continued to talk knowing it bothered him. I had to have the last word.

“So stop talking.” He shifted in his seat, clearly irritated.

“If you want the conversation to end so badly, the stop responding.” I said sarcastically. I watched him look up at me and roll his eyes in frustration. I chuckled knowing I won. 

“What’s with the tension in the room?” Tony asked breaking the silence.

“Bruce is losing his patience again.” I spoke innocently to Tony. This caused Bruce to sit up straight and open his mouth but nothing came out.

“Get it together Brucie” Tony joked.


“y/n, wanna watch a movie with me and Nat?” Steve asked. 

“Yeah sure, why not?” I answered closing my book and following Steve to the mini theater. 

I sat on one of the sofas. I heard Nat enter to room and Bruce following closely behind her. I groaned quietly, I didn’t want to deal with him. Since the day I purposely bothered him in the lab, We’ve done nothing but argue. He would mumble a couple of insults and I would take them as a compliment, knowing it irritated him more. I would do something and he criticize me for it, irritating me, he would smile knowing I was supper annoyed.

Steve picked up on my expression and gave me a worried look and sat next to me.

“Everything okay?” He asked quietly.

“Yep” I said in almost a whisper. The last thing Bruce had said to me was an insult to m appearance which drew the line for me. He didn’t realize what he had said until I left the room. I didn’t acknowledge him since. That was a week ago. 

“Hope y’all don’t mind I invited Bruce.” Nat spoke breaking the silence. 

“Nope. Not at all.” I said not looking at her or Bruce. I got up to look through the movie selection. 

“How about Grease?” I suggested and everyone shrugged. Steve put the movie in. 

20 minutes into the movie I get a text from Tony

*Meet me in the lab. Need you assistance.*

“Excuse me, Tony needs me. Continue without me” I spoke quietly. 

Bruce watched as I left the room. I made my way to the lab to find Tony sitting on his desk drinking coffee. 

“Yes?” I asked. 

“Steve texted me that you were upset and that you seemed irritated when Bruce walked in the room so I figured I get ya out of there, since I know you to don’t like each other.” Tony admitted. “ Why do you guys hate each other so much?” 

“I don’t know” I replied with a shrug, “He just didn’t like me since day one.”

Three hours later, everyone went to bed and I was the only one up. I quietly got out of bed, wearing a large sweater and shorts and my hair up in a sloppy bun, I tiptoed to the kitchen, quietly so I didn’t wake anyone up.

 I opened the fridge to find a late snack, closing the fridge, finding nothing that looked good enough, I opened the cupboard to get a cup. Since I’m so short I had to go on my tippytoes to reach for a glass. After struggling for a few seconds, I noticed and arm stretch out and grab a glass. I turned to find Bruce standing directly behind me holding a cub.

“Y/N” He spoke softly, “I would like to apologize for my rude behavior last week and I have no good excuse I don’t know what came over me, I didn’t mean to insult your appearance, I didn’t mean it, you are a beautiful women and what I did was wrong”

I stood there for a minute studying him. He looked ashamed. He looked down, still holding the cup, he moved it around with his hands. I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out.

Bruce looked up at me starring me in the eyes, almost as if he could read my thoughts he slowly nodded, “Are we good?” He asked, all I did was nod.

He moved closer setting the cup down behind me on the counter, I backed up a bit more until i was completely against the counter. I met his gaze and waited for something to happen.

The only reason I purposely bothered him was because I had that silly high school crush and that turned into us disliking each other. But for some reason the way he was looking at me gave me butterflies in my stomach. He looked me top to bottom taking in my appearance.

“I like this sweater on you.” He spoke calmly.

“Thanks, I stole it from my ex” I finally spoke. 

“Do you steal all of you exes stuff?” he joked causing you to crack a smile.

“No, I stole it to make him made and just never gave it back. I usually steal my boyfriends clothes.” I joked back “Well when I have one.” 

“You can steal mine” Bruce blurted, he clearly didn’t mean to say that since his face instantly turned red from embarrassment.

“Do you have anything worth stealing?” I spoke casually making my way closer to him. I pulled him closer.

“Yes” He pulled me in and kissed me, “Me”

anonymous asked:

Can you do #17 and #9 with chanyeol or sehun?

➸ 16/? “exo month” exo fics

➸ word count: 2.1k

➸ teens and up

➸ fluff/angst/roommates au/college au maybe college wasn’t mentioned but it sure as hell ain’t high school/mutual pining and stuff 

➸ #9. “Don’t tempt me” & #17. “I don’t think I’ve ever played spin the bottle”

➸ a/n: *angie voice* the next requests will be short. sighhh, congratulations @ me, you played yourself. still, i couldn’t help myself okay, the prompt made me do it. i have no regrets. except maybe that it’s five am and i have shit to do later on today so i will most likely not sleep enough. what’s new? anyways, i went with chanyeol because a. i love him. 2. i already wrote like three other sehun things it’s only fair. c. i love him. i hope you guys enjoy this! also pls excuse if it seems rushed towards the end?? idk i suck with endings tbh and i either rush things or drag them out, i am trash. JESUS CHRIST I JUST HEARD MY DAD WAKE UP LMAO BYE GTG. happy reading!!! 

The clock has only struck a quarter past nine at night when ________ walks into her apartment carrying two large bags—one full of snacks, and another one filled with an assortment of ingredients she and Chanyeol were planning on using to make homemade pizzas.

“Need some help with that?” Chanyeol walks out of his room quirking a brow at his best friend and roommate, amused by her struggles at getting through the door while trying not to drop anything on the floor.

“That would be greatly appreciated” she huffs, the small strands of her hair hair falling over her face blowing upwards for a second before falling back down over her eyes once again. Chanyeol smiles, very much endeared by her, and quickly shakes out of it opting to take the bags from her.

“What’s all this for?”, Chanyeol is currently sorting through the groceries ________’s bought and frowns, Most of it is junk—didn’t they go grocery shopping just three days ago?

“So I was thinking—wait, what do you mean” she laughs peaking over Chanyeol’s side, “for the pizzas, of course!” she nudges him to the side and begins to lay out the things they’ll need in front of them on the counter for easy access.

“Pizzas?” ________ looks up to see a very confused Chanyeol and she scrunches up her nose frowning deeply.

“You said you wanted to make pizzas tonight, and—you forgot didn’t you” she realizes, taking one good look at him. Her hands cross under her chest, hip jutted to the side as she quirks a brow at him noticing that he’s dressed nicely. Black skinny jeans, a white simple t shirt paired with his favorite leather jacket and black converse shoes—a little too nicely dressed for a simple movie night and homemade pizzas.“And you made plans, of course you did” she lets out a disappointed sigh dropping her hands to the side.

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anonymous asked:

Ut/uf/mt skelebros react to s/o's cat bitchslapping skeles whenever s/o's not around.

(My cat has a weird habit of licking the straps of my backpack. Only the rough straps. It’s really loud and wakes me up sometimes. But also really funny.)

UT Sans: Well…he really likes cat’s but this one is a bit of an asshole. But an adorable asshole. He is a lazy guy, but at the same time he want’s to get some revenge. So…well. Cute sailor outfits for your cat sound like a really cute thing, don’t they ;) ?

UT Papyrus: He is so upsett. He will try anything to please your cat, but it seems to still hate him. Please tell him that it’s jsut a cats thing or some other reasone why the cat is bitchslapping him, he is heartbroken.

UF Sans: OH! It’s on. he will find out how to annoy your cat, and he will definitly pull it off in the most annoying and laziest way possible.

UF Papyrus: You have never seen somebody give a cat such a death glare. But today is your lucky day. He always keeps a distance between himself and your cat, staring at it with angry eyesockets.

MT Sans: He really likes cats, but yours is getting a bit on his nerves. But its also pretty funny, so he will this slide. Your cat will from now on be the only living creature to have slapped Sans and survived.

MT Papyrus: Upset and angry at the same time. Upset that your cat hates him apparantely. And angry at Sans laughing at him but always pretending that he hasn#t seen a thing when Papyrus tries to convince you that your cat keeps slapping him.

grumpy-bacon  asked:

You're right. I do dislike Ross. I hear a lot that he's good but I could never say for sure. It was mainly his satanic Mario Maker levels that made me judge him so, but I will be watching this series right when my gf wakes up because I want to like him and my gf loves stardew valley(actually so do I) so thank you for the recommendation.

I mean, people are allowed to have their opinions. I will say it does seem strange to me personally to dislike Ross because of video game levels he made. Ross is honestly a good guy. 

He can sometimes come off a little rough or rude or jerky but it’s just an amplification of his personality for the show, like how Arin gets louder and more boisterous on Game Grumps. 

Ross engages with the fans online a lot, he tries to help out a lot, he’s done a lot of good things for fans in need. He loves his wife, he loves his friends, he does chill twitch streams and tries to support other artists. 

I’m not trying to shove things at you to shame you into liking him, I’m just trying to highlight the fact that there are several good reasons to like or even just neutrally enjoy Ross without disliking or hating him. I don’t think Ross deserves that kind of negative disposition with other people. 

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Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Your assigned a mission to visit your “ex” for intel, but when Coulson discovers at the last minute that the man you’re supposed to seduce has recently proposed to his new love, he sends Bucky to accompany you for a different approach. This mission might be the one that pushes the boundaries of your best-friendship. For better or for worse?

Characters: Bucky Barnes, Reader, Phil Coulson (briefly), Adrien (OC/target),  Nina Vasiliev (OC/target’s fiancé)

Word Count: 6,034 (I’m so sorry)

Warnings: crappy mission details, a bit of a slow burn, stubborn Bucky, stubborn reader, google translations that are sure to be offensively inaccurate i’m so sorry, a bit of profanity fake relationship, friends to lovers, all the fluff

A/N: So work has been heeell this week and I haven’t had time all week to write a damn thing, so I chugged a big ole cup of coffee on my way home tonight and sat down on the couch with my laptop hoping to find some sort of inspiration to put up something short and sweet… Suddenly, it’s 4am and I have 6k words divided into ten segments of one long ass slow burning thing that I found myself satisfied with. I’m sure I’ll wake up tomorrow and realize it was my exhaustion and delusion that made this seem decent enough to post. Meh. I love you guys. Hope you enjoy! 

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