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anonymous asked:

I hope im not imagining or reading too much into the pic from the new FT chapter where Natsu and Lucy are sleeping but I think he has his arm around her waist! Cus you can see part of his arm behind her head. 🙊😍😍 Am i crazy? Ps. Sorry about my english

I can see his shoulder by Lucy’s neck but it’s impossible to tell from this pic. 

I think he’s either arm resting around her waist or they might be holding hands <3 Either way they are so cute 😍

Originally posted by slightdownpour

Originally posted by maliuhtates

^ I don’t need a kiss. I would take moment like this over a kiss any day. I’d melt due to fluff overload. 👌😍😍👌

(You don’t have to apologise for your English to me. You speak it better than I can speak another language so props to you 👍)

Jughead x Reader- Soulmate AU- Drawings

Soulmate AU where whatever is drawn or written upon the skin appears on the other. I found a post on here somewhere that inspired this, so if you guys have any idea about the original post please let me know~! This fic is gender neutral!

Warnings: None at all, unless you count my writing haha

This flips between second and third person depending on the POV. Let me know how ya feel about that

Words: 1373

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Jughead sat on his bed, a smile on his face as he watched the skin of his arm, line after line appeared, creating beautiful patterns on his skin. This was a nightly occurrence, part of the routine, and he couldn’t help wondering who would draw these designs. They were beautiful, and he would always wonder just where the person who drew them was. Sometimes he would watch as lines would disappear and then reappear in new forms, the artist on the other side not happy with their work, and he knew he would be able to watch them for hours. He never told his friends about the art, as it was always gone by morning, and he liked having just a secret between him and whomever this person was.

Sometimes he would write things out for whomever was on the other end and the pair would have short conversations. Nothing too long, things that could be written out on an arm or a hand, and he had gotten to know little things about them. He wanted to save most of the mystery of this intriguing person until they met and wanted to save as much room as he could for their artwork.

They were talented, and it always was bittersweet when the drawings would be washed off in the morning. In part he was sad because now they would be gone, but now he would be able to wonder what they would do next. Sometimes through the school days he would leave little notes of encouragement on his arm, or just little quotes he saw that made him think of his enigma. It was strange how a few simple questions, and hours of watching them draw had made him completely smitten with them.

He knew that no one in Riverdale was the one who had done the designs, and i disheartened him some, worried he would never be able to truly meet his soulmate without having to ask them where they lived. He had always liked the concept of simply bumping into them one day, instead of doing what the other couples he knew had done, and arranged plans to meet. As far as he could tell, the person he wrote to had agreed with this sentiment.

You on the other hand were a nervous wreck these days. Everything in your life had turned upside down as your family packed everything and moved cities. Your mother had simply grown sick of the city life and your father had agreed to move her back to where she had grown up: Riverdale.

You had been here a few times as a child, visiting your grandparents when it was possible but you had always remained secluded. You didn’t want to see the other children, not wanting to make friends and have to leave them so soon after. A decision that you now regretted as you found yourself in front of the new school. You took a breath as you made your way up to the door, face looking towards the ground before you collided into a blonde girl, nearly sending you both to the ground. You were thankful as someone grabbed you from behind, helping you up.

“I am so sorry!” You exclaimed, reaching to make sure the blonde girl was alright. She just smiled and shook her head.

“You must be (Y/N), I’m Betty Cooper, your tour guide for the day,” she said, holding out her hand, which you shook.

“My names Kevin! I must say it is a pleasure to meet you, I like your shoes,” he said and you smiled warmly.

“Yeah, that’s me. that obvious huh?” you asked and Betty gave a sheepish smile.

“It’s hard to hide a new face in a town like this,” she says and you nod your head, smiling back lightly.

“No I guess not,” you said and she sighed a bit.

“Come on, I’ve already got your schedule, I’ll show you where to go for your first class,” she said and you nodded, following quickly behind her. There was something about the chatter of the two people you had met first that instantly put you at ease. Soon enough it was lunch hour and you found yourself sitting at the table with her group of friends.

“Guys, this is (Y/N), the new student everyone’s been talking about,” Kevin said as he plopped down in an empty seat at the end of the table.

“(Y/N) this is Archie Andrews, Veronica Lodge, and Jughead Jones,” Betty said, pointing them all out in order as you gave a cautious wave before sitting down beside the blonde.

Jughead Jones the Third,” Jughead piped up and Betty rolled her eyes.

“Of course, I always forget, he likes that part being made very clear,” she said, looking to you with an amused look in her eyes.

Jughead was about when Veronica butted in, making her own introduction, “Finally! Someone who can take the new kid title from me! I’ve been here for months and still haven’t shaken it,” Veronica said, waving her hands around in excitement, “It’s nice to meet you though,” she said, her smile warm.

“Why don’t you tell us a little about yourself (Y/N)?” Archie asked and you smiled, giving whatever details were asked of you and making pleasant conversation with the kids around you, your hand over the spot on your arm where a sweet message from your soul mate was sitting under the sleeve.

In the weeks that went by you found yourself becoming quite close to the small group of friends, joining them when you could. though there was an unmistakable draw to Jughead. There was just a spark that was there, that the other kids didn’t have.

And yet it still took nearly three months for the two of you to realize why that was. The two of you were sitting across from the other in Pop’s, him working on his novel and you were buried in some sketches you were working on in your sketchpad. As your pencil flowed across the paper you couldn’t help but begin to continue the pattern on the back of your hand, hoping to give that special person a surprise outside of the usual routine artistry you did.

You were so engrossed in your work that you didn’t notice Jughead stop typing, his focus now on the back of his hand as he watched the design flow freely across the skin. He glanced up at you to see if you had noticed before he tensed. He watched as your pen worked across your own hand, noticing the exact same design on it.

“It’s you,” he said, a near whisper as he did, eyes wide and staring.

At his words you looked up, a furrowed brow, “Whats me?” you asked, not seeing his hand that was still behind his laptop.

He didn’t know what to say, instead just closing the computer and laying is hand down next to yours, both of you staring in amazement at the identical pictures.

“You’re my soulmate,” you whispered, your eyes going up to look him in the eyes, a grin spreading across your cheeks.

“I knew something was odd,” he blurted and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“Good to know you think I’m weird Jones,” you said and he blushed, shaking his head.

“Yeah you’re weird, but who in Riverdale isn’t?” he asked and you nodded.

“Good point,” you said and he smiled, putting his hand in yours, his thumb tracing the design gently before leaning in so your lips could meet.

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What you didn’t see, the two of you completely engrossed in each other was a grumbling Betty, handing Veronica and Kevin each a twenty dollar bill in the doorway of the diner.

“Told you so,” she said, a smug smile on her face before she snapped a picture of their two friends.

“I knew they were end game,” Kevin said gleefully, laughing playfully at the blonde. The group of friends had been split, divided and had started the bet at Veronica’s suggestion. Archie and Betty saying it was too good to be true, Veronica and Kevin, swooning at the mere idea of the new kid and the loner being soul mates.

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Let me know what you guys think. Tell me how to improve! Pointers are definitely appreciated! :)

THE LAST DANCE – SEBASTIAN STAN X READER SMUT ONE SHOT

Summary: Sebastian Stan takes dance lessons. He wants to impress his beloved woman (reader). One day he comes back home really late. His girlfriend awaits, really angry that he’s late again. She asks him to show her what he had taught at lessons, so he agrees. It ends in obvious way…

Word Count: 1999

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex

Author: Beast

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You Accidentally Hit Them in Their Private Area // Seventeen Reaction

Requested: Yes

I haven’t seen any reactions on your blog, so can you make a seventeen reaction when their gf accidentally hits their “private part”? 😂 (if all 13 members is too much just the performance unit is fine) thank you~~

Author’s Note: Thank you for requesting! I was able to do a reaction for all 13 members. I like to do little scenarios with my reactions, so a couple of them got a little lengthy. I hope that’s okay. Also, sorry I haven’t posted in a while. I had mid-terms and two analysis papers to write for my Advanced Composition class, but hopefully I’ll have time to write more often. Thank you!


Seungcheol:

Originally posted by sevixxteen

Seungcheol and I have been in a relationship for a couple years now, so it isn’t uncommon for me to sleep over at the dorm. After a long day of work for the both of us, we figured that it would be best for us to get some sleep. After I got ready for bed I climbed under the covers with him as he wrapped his arms around me. I buried my face into his chest, “Goodnight, oppa.” He kissed my forehead, “Goodnight, babe. Get some rest.” Soon we both dozed off into a deep slumber, but Seungcheol was soon awaken by a sharp pain in his lower region. Clutching his private parts, he looked to his right in confusion only to see me still asleep, but moving around. He quickly realized that the pain in his lower region was caused by me kneeing him in the crotch. “Aish, what am I going to do with you?” he questioned even though I was asleep and couldn’t hear him.  

Jeonghan:

Originally posted by junghan

Jeonghan and the boys got home from practice early that evening, so the two of us decided to watch some movies together. After a while we both got bored and started goofing off. I loved hearing his laugh because it was contagious and the only way I knew to make him laugh was to tickle him since he is quite ticklish. Running my hands up his sides, he began to squirm and laugh, “Stop,” He grabbed both of my wrist and held them above my head as he began to tickle me. I happened to be more ticklish than he was. Laughing, I tried to break free from his strong grasp, but failed to do so. My legs flailed uncontrollably, which ended up coming into contact with his lower region. Instantly, he let go of me so he could cover his private area. Groaning, he gave me a death stare, “What the hell was that for?” I shrugged my shoulders, “You know how ticklish I am,” I giggled, “Maybe you shouldn’t have done that and you wouldn’t have gotten nailed in the crotch.”

Joshua:

Originally posted by visual-17

For some reason Joshua thought that it was a good idea to try to teach me some cords on the guitar. “Joshua, this is not going to go over so well. The last time I tried to teach myself to play the guitar I ended up breaking it.” Grabbing my hand he pulled me over to his bed, “That’s because you didn’t have me as a teacher.” I laughed as I sat down, “I doubt that you’ll be able to teach me. I’m hopeless.” “Nonsense.” he said and shook his head as he grabbed his guitar. Walking over to where I sat on his bed, he gave me his guitar and climbed on the mattress behind me. Blushing, I pushed a loose strand of hair behind ear as he wrapped his arms around me. He placed his hand on the neck of the guitar and strummed the strings a few times causing a beautiful sound to emit from the guitar and echo throughout the room . He placed my hands on the neck of the guitar as he showed me what to do. I attempted to follow his instructions, but I eventually got fed up after a couple hours because I was not making any progress. Not aware of the fact that Joshua moved slightly to the left, I threw my hands up in the air and let out a exasperated sigh, “I give up!” I brought my hands down and my left hand collided with Joshua. Looking over my shoulder, I seen Joshua cup his crotch and slightly scrunch up his face. “Oh my gosh! Joshua, I didn’t mean to do that. How bad does it hurt?” I questioned as I rubbed his arm. His face didn’t show anymore signs of pain and he removed his hands from his crotch, “It’s okay, it didn’t hurt that much,” He noticed my guilty expression and tried to comfort me, “I was more surprised and caught off guard, so don’t worry about it.” I laughed at myself and shook my head, “Told you I was hopeless.”

Jun:

Originally posted by theoneandonlylioness

The boys had a day off of practice and decided to spend the day at the dorm resting. Jun invited me over since his busy schedule has prevented me from spending a lot of time with him. We were the only two in his room, so we decided to take advantage of the opportunity. It started off with a simple peck on the lips, but it soon escalated into a heated make out session. We were sitting on the edge of his bed when he wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned back onto the bed. I trailed kisses down his neck and to his collarbone, which was were his sweet spot was. He moaned quietly and I started to climb onto his lap. I ended up losing my balance and  kneeing him in the crotch. He swore and pushed me off of his lap as he covered his private parts. “Oh my gosh, Jun! I lost my balance, I didn’t mean for that to happen,” I rubbed his back, “I’ll do anything to make it up to you.” As soon as those words left my mouth Jun smirked, “Anything? I can think of a few ways you can make it up for me.” I shoved his shoulder and giggled, “Maybe you deserved that you cocky bastard.”

Hoshi:

Originally posted by fyhoshi

When Hoshi was younger he used to do taekwondo, but his love for music and dance took over. He loved doing it, but he doesn’t have time to anymore since he’s been busy with Seventeen and their music. Even though he doesn’t have time to go out and practice anymore, he still likes to mess around and show off some of his moves. We were in his room at the dorm when he somehow talked me into having a little competition with him. I didn’t know anything about taekwondo, so he showed me a couple of the basic moves. We went on for a half an hour messing around when Seungcheol called out for him. “Yeah?” he yelled back. He was too distracted by his hyung and put his defences down, but I wasn’t paying attention, so I swung my leg up towards him and my foot collided with his private area. I gasped and covered my mouth with my hands. He collapsed to the ground and cupped his crotch as he groaned in pain. “Soonyoung! Oh my gosh!” Panicking, I rushed out of his room and towards the kitchen. While gathering a bag of ice, Seungcheol questioned me as I left the kitchen, “What’s going on? Are you okay?” As I rushed past him and the boys towards Hoshi’s room, I only managed to say squeak out the three words, ‘taekwondo’, ‘hurt’, and ‘Hoshi.’ Entering his room, I see that he sat up and was no longer groaning in pain. I handed him the ice pack as I ran my fingers through his hair, “I’m sorry, babe. Does it hurt that bad?” Putting the ice pack onto his crotch, he let out an airy laugh, “A little bit, but I’ll be alright.” I held my hand out to help him to his feet, “I’m never going to do taekwondo with you again.”

Wonwoo:

Originally posted by visual-17

There’s no doubt that Wonwoo loves to read. If he isn’t busy practicing and preparing for comebacks or attending fanmeets, then he’s most likely reading. I love to read too, it’s one of the things we have in common. Our love or books landed us at one of the many bookstores in Seoul. Wonwoo and I wander from isle to isle looking at many different books that varied from genre. I held his hand and pulled him towards the back of the bookstore where they kept the fiction books. “Wonwoo, I read this book earlier and I loved it. You have to read it, I think you will enjoy it as much as I did.” Reaching the fiction section, my eyes began scanning through hundreds of books looking for the book that I wanted Wonwoo to read. I squatted down, so I could look at  the lower shelves while he stood behind me. My eyes stopped as they fell upon The Kite Runner. Smiling to myself, “There it is!” I pulled the book off of the shelve and held it up for Wonwoo to take, but unfortunately, I ended up ramming the book into his lower region because of how close he was to me. I gasped as he groaned and covered his crotch, “Wonwoo,” I stood up and placed my hand on his shoulder rubbing it softly while trying to comfort him, “Babe, are you okay?” With being in public he didn’t want to make what just happened obvious, so he straightened up and waved me off, “It’s okay, jagiya. Don’t worry about it, let’s just get the book and head home.” Grabbing my hand, he led me to the front of the store, so we could check out. I didn’t stop apologizing until we got back to the dorm and he reassured me once more that it was okay.

Woozi:

Originally posted by hoshinoyas

With Seventeen planning on releasing a new album soon, Woozi basically lives at the studio these days. When he’s working on a new song, he gets so consumed with his work and he pretty much forgets to take care of himself. I figured he hasn’t eaten since this morning, so I brought him so food. Entering the studio, Woozi was at one of the computers working on one of their songs. I noticed he had his headphones in and probably didn’t hear me come in. After sitting the bag of food down, I walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his neck. He jumped slightly and pulled his headphones out. “Hey, babe. I brought you some food.” I said as I released him and shuffled towards the bags of food. I was bent over pulling out a couple containers when I brought my elbow back and it collided with Woozi, who happened to get up and follow me. Turning around, Woozi groaned as he clutched his private area. “Woozi! I am so sorry! I didn’t know you were behind me.” He straightened up slightly, “It’s alright, I shouldn’t have been standing so close.” Feeling guilty, I handed him the container of food and smiled at him sheepishly, “I got your favorite, so maybe that’ll makeup for it.”

DK:

Originally posted by pledis17

The boys had a day off and DK invited me to the park with them. They wanted to relax and play some soccer together, which was something that they all enjoyed doing in their freetime. Let me just say that I suck at soccer and someone always gets hurt when I’m playing. The last time we played together, Seungkwan took a soccer ball to the back of his head. Once we arrived at the park, we began to pick teams. Jeonghan and Seungcheol were the captains. The two bickered back and forth on who they were going to have on their team and it got down to the last few players, which happened to be Joshua, Seungkwan, and I. “Can someone just pick me already? I’m really not that bad,” I whined. Most of the boys laughed at me and began to recall all the times someone got hurt when I was playing. DK turned to Jeonghan, his captain and begged his hyung to pick me. “Finally!” I shouted and threw my hands up in the air as he called out my name to be on his team. The game started and it didn’t take long for it to become intense. Surprisingly, so far no one got hurt. The ball was being passed from player to player as we ran across the field. “Y/N!” shouted Hoshi as he passed me the ball. I began to run with it towards the goal and I saw DK in the corner of my eye, “Seokmin!” I kicked the ball with all the force I could. The ball flew towards DK, but it ended up nailing him in the crotch causing him to let out a scream. “Seokmin!” I yelled as I ran towards him. He instantly fell to the ground and cupped his private area hoping it would help make the pain would go away. I crouched down on the ground and tried to comfort him the best I could. The rest of the boys surrounded the two of us trying to help DK. “Babe, are you okay?” I questioned. He rolled around in pain, “Yeah, I’ll be fine just give me a minute.” Looking up at the boys hovering over the two of us, Seungkwan raised an eyebrow at me, “You were saying?”

Mingyu:

Originally posted by wonhomed

I was over at the dorm hanging out with the boys. After a long day of practice, I figured that they would be hungry and tired, so I thought that the least I could do was to cook a nice meal for them. Leaving the warm arms of Mingyu, I got up and headed towards the kitchen. “Y/N, where are you going?” questioned Mingyu. “I’m going to cook the boys something to eat.” After the word ‘cook’ left my mouth, he was already on his feet following me to the kitchen, “I’ll help you.” I reached the refrigerator and looked for something to eat, “How about Japchae?” Mingyu helped me gather the ingredients, “Sounds delicious.” I prepared the beef so it could marinate for a little bit. We washed and cut up the vegetables and then started to boil the water, so we could cook the noodles. I got a wooden spoon and began to stir the noodles. “This is going to be so good.” said Mingyu from behind me. I turned around and noticed that he was eating the vegetables that we cut for the Japchae, “Hey, stop eating that!” I hollered as I swung the wooden spoon at him. He started to move just as I was about to hit him, which caused me to hit him in the crotch. “Aigo, what was that for?” Mingyu whined with slight pain in his voice as he tried to move away from me, so I couldn’t cause him anymore harm. “I guess that’s what you get for trying to eat all of the food.” I said as I shrugged my shoulders.  

Minghao:

Originally posted by minghaeo

It’s no secret that Minghao is one hell of a b-boying dancer. I happened to also be a dancer, but I loved to dance contemporary. Minghao never fails to amaze me with his dancing skills. I have always wanted to try b-boying and since Minghao was so good at it, who would be better at teaching me than him? He has been teaching me the basics of b-boying for a while now and he has been starting to teach me more advanced moves. The latest move we have been working on was called The Flare. Minghao was demonstrating it for me, “You have the upper body strength for this, you just need to spread your legs farther so you can get up enough momentum to keep your hips elevated off the ground,” I listened carefully as he continued to give me pointers. “It’ll make the move a lot easier for you to do if your legs are spread further apart. Go ahead and try again,” he encouraged me. I got into position and began to execute the dance move. “That’s it, just spread your legs farther!” I did as he told me and the move became a lot easier and I found that I did not have to use my core so much. I could hear Minghao cheering, “That’s it! Good job, jagiya.” I continued until my foot came in contact with something. Losing my balance, I fell to the floor and looked up to see Minghao on the floor too. I quickly got up and made my way towards him. Once I reached him, I noticed his face was scrunched up and he was holding his private parts. Realizing that my foot hit his crotch, I panicked, “Minghao! Are you okay?” I rubbed his back hoping it would comfort him some, “I did not mean to do that!” He looked a little flustered as he sat up, “It’s okay, jagiya. I should have known better than to stand so close to you.” Giggling, I pulled him into a hug, “ Maybe you should do the b-boying and I’ll stick to contemporary.”

Seungkwan:

Originally posted by 001liuqi

Seungkwan texted me a couple minutes ago that they were heading back to the dorm. I didn’t want the boys to have to come home and worry about fixing something to eat, especially after such a long day at work. I decided to head to the kitchen and begin to fix dinner for them. I sang along to the music that blasted from my phone that was placed on the counter. The music and my singing drowned out the noise of the boys entering the dorm. Seungkwan saw me cooking and walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my torso, which startled me. I screamed and turned around. When I spun around my hand hit him lightly in his lower region. He let out a scream too and doubled over in pain, “Aigo, jagiya! That really hurt,” He looked at me with disbelief, “I can’t believe you just did that.” Rolling my eyes at him, “Are you serious right now? I really didn’t hit you that hard.” “You probably just ruined any chance of us having kids in the future.” I smacked his chest, “Stop being so dramatic, Seungkwan.” “It’s what I’m best at.” he said as he grinned at me.

Vernon:

Originally posted by hanwooz

Vernon and I were in the living room of the dorm having a movie night with the rest of the boys. While waiting for everyone to settle down, Vernon and I argued over which movie to watch. We were scanning the shelves when I grabbed a horror movie and Vernon grabbed an action movie. He looked at me, “We are not watching a horror movie.” I raised an eyebrow, “Why? Are you scared?” He rolled his eyes at me, “No, action movies are better. Besides, the same thing happens in every horror movie.” I shook my head and waved the movie in front of his face, “We’re watching this movie.” He gave me a smug look, “Not if I get to the DVD player first.” As soon as those words left his mouth, we both rushed past the boys and towards the DVD player, “We’re watching the action movie!” “No, we’re watching the horror movie.” Upon reaching the DVD player, we fought to get the movie out of the case and into the DVD player. He stopped fighting with me and I was able to get the movie into the player. I turned around and seen some of the members crowding around Vernon. Rushing towards him, I realized that the only reason he stopped was because I hit him in his private area. “Vernon! What Happened?” He squeaked, “What do you think happened?” He shuffled his way back to the couch and sat down. Full of guilt, I sighed and turned around and put on the action movie instead. Climbing onto the couch next to him, I kissed his cheek and brush his hair out of his face, “I’m sorry, babe.”

Chan:

Originally posted by 13visuals

I was at the Pledis building with the boys when they had a short break. They have recently became interested in ping ping, so they decided that they should play for a little bit while they were on their break. Chan and I trailed behind the older boys as they ran excitingly towards the room that the ping pong table was in. We both sat down and watched a few of the boys play against each other. We cheered as the match between Joshua and Woozi became quite intense. Shortly, Woozi beat Joshua and Dino jumped to his feet, “I want to battle Y/N!” Chan yelled as he turned towards me and grabbed my hand. He pulled me to my feet and began to drag me towards the table. I kept refusing to play and tried to pull my hand out of his grasp, but he was to strong. “Come on, jagiya. It’ll be fun and I’ll go easy on you.” he smiled and winked at me. Taking the paddle from Woozi, the boys began to cheer us on and started to pick sides as to who would win. After a couple minutes, we were tied and the person who got the next point would win. The ball went back and forth between us and I decided to hit the ball with a little more force and Dino failed to stop it as it flew towards his crotch. His eyes widened as his face scrunched up and he closed his eyes. He dropped the paddle onto the table and we all swarmed around him to see in he was okay. After he confirmed that he was fine, I looked at him and laughed, “You didn’t need to go that easy on me.”

-Miranda

valya47  asked:

Having you been watching Shetland? Detective Inspector Perez doesn't take his shirt off because it's too cold up there, but he's a calm, thoughtful man with a good heart, and, surprise, he doesn't have a drinking problem.

Oh yes. I really liked Shetland! Does anyone know if it’s coming back?

anonymous asked:

this cat talk has got me curious: any pet hc's for the other rogues???? jervis definitely keeps rabbits and i really want croc to have something fuzzy that he can cuddle

ahhhh sorry i am publishing this so late!!! i am so behind on asks and i get a lot so some of them get lost. but honestly someone asked me this question before a looooong time ago so consider this the amended version.

eddie: a white cat so he could stroke it while talking to batman like a bond villain lmao. i answered a question earlier where i thought his cat would be an oriental longhair (that looks like this) with a very loud, attention-seeking meow. it’s one of those cats that knocks everything over. selina def gave him the cat bcos it wasn’t getting along with her other cats (it most likely had a sense of superiority haha)

harley: one-woman-animal-shelter. as well as having bud and lou, harley would take in any and all animals in need of homes, probably to the point it would get out of control… cats, dogs, birds, snakes, lizards, rabbits, bugs and so on. catch her trying to climb into the lion enclosure at the zoo to keep them company before ivy drags her ass off the fence. 

ivy: i think due to ivy’s apathy/borderline hatred of any non-plant living thing she would stay away from the furry and the scaly. she puts up with harley’s menagerie but only barely bcos at the end of the day, plants are her priority, so she probably has lots of different species of plants around her home and in her greenhouse. maybe the only exception would be pollinators: bees, butterflies, moths, hummingbirds and bats (she knows the irony.) beekeeper/save the bees ivy gives me life. 

selina: cats obviously. i feel like she has like, a core squad of cats that belong to her and that she gets the other rogues or some of her more trusted superhero friends to look after when she’s in lock-up or flying under the radar. she loves all cats tho and she is always feeding strays and saving cats from abusive owners (and probably beating up the owners as well.) 

jon: he has an affinity for crows but i’m not sure i could see him keeping one as pet just because i don’t see him keeping a bird in a cage. but he makes friends with the ones on the grounds at arkham/near his safe houses and they come land next to him and he feeds them. it makes it a lil problematic when he’s trying to lay low and it’s like batman: *sees a house with like 50 crows on the roof and in the garden* found him. this is a weird one but he might have a snake as well? he originally got it to fuck w/ some poor guy who was afraid of snakes but the snake grew on him and now it just lays across his shoulders and hisses softly when he’s trying to be intimidating. 

harvey: everyone thinks harvey is a dog person but hear me out… harvey dent and cats. specifically two cats of two different colors because he’s got to keep an aesthetic going. my reasoning is that it mellows him out esp when he’s trying not to be impulsive. like “i really wanna shoot this guy but i need him as my ally so i’m just gunna go home and stroke away the anger instead.” 

oswald: birds. everywhere. just flying wildly all over the iceberg lounge??? eddie can come but take that goddamn cat away from his precious birds. black mask comes for a meeting one time and gets pooped on.

croc: uh… idk if he would have a mammal as a pet bcos he might be prone to eat it? i’m not sure if croc stops at cannibalizing people or if he would actually eat an animal so maybe something scaly like him! or an amphibian. maybe just a frog he saw in the sewers one day. 

mr freeze: again, don’t know if he’d care about a pet but maybe something low maintenance like a cat. harley gives it to him bcos she insists he’s lonely and he only agrees to take it because she won’t leave otherwise. and at first he thinks about just giving the cat to an animal shelter but then it starts sitting on his desk while he’s doing research (but staying in its lane unlike eddie’s cat who would wreak havoc) and just kind of watches him while purring. victor ends up stroking it subconsciously while he’s mulling a problem over, so the cat gets to stay. 

joker: should not be allowed within 30 feet of an animal. ever. instead he probably has a pet rock that he drew a smiley face on that he throws at batman. 

Originally posted by riverdaledaily

A/N: requested. hope this is okay.

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When you’re told by your boyfriend’s ex best friend that your boyfriend was cheating on you with a teacher, it hurts almost on a cosmic scale. Insecurities that have been pushed down and suppressed because of the confidence that your boyfriend gave you, start to come back into the brain screaming at you telling you I told you so over and over again, it starts to become difficult to do anything remotely normal.

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Approaching your locker you notice something very different about it, this is because it was covered in small notes and as you got closer to the locker you start to see what it reads which is all about what someone loves about you, personality, characteristics, anything and everything about you. You open your locker to see one giant card that says I’m sorry all of a sudden you know exactly who did this and sigh not ready to confront him let alone forgive him but you already know that you will eventually.

“I really am sorry (y/n)” you hear from behind you causing you to jump

“That’s all well and good Archie but it hurt a trust was broken”

“And I will do everything I possibly can to make it up to you” begging you to forgive him now

“It’s going to take a lot more than I’m sorry cards” trying to sound tough and try not to show that your cracking

“Oh I know and look what happened with me and Ms Grundy it was a stupid mistake that will never happen again” still begging

“I’ll work my ass off to get you back just please give me one more chance” you sigh knowing already that you have given him a second chance but he doesn’t have to know that.

“Fine. I’m going to look forward to seeing you earn my trust again”

Ghost Girl ~ Jack Maynard

Characters: Reader X Jack Maynard X Conor Maynard X Joe Sugg

Word count: 1425

Summary: “She’s just a picture of your mind Jack, just a ghost girl.”

Requested: Nada, my own idea

Not my gif


Originally posted by iheartmyyoutubers


First sighting…

Jack was stood outside Tesco waiting for Conor when he saw her.

She was stood leaning against the wall on the other side of the road, dressed in ripped jeans, white t-shirt with rips in and a leather jacket covering her to stop the wind. Her hair was in a ponytail, bright red lipstick coated her lips screaming for attention. 

It was like she could his eyes burning into her, her head snapped up and Jack felt all of his breath leave his body. 

She was breath taking.

Jack stood in shock of her beauty, the way her eyes shone bright, the small cute button nose and the smirk, the god damn smirk playing on her lips. Jack soon snapped out of it when she winked towards him, giving a little finger way before a bus stopped in between the two.

Jack tried looking through the windows of the bus, seeing if he could still spot her but he had no luck. While he was looking for her, Conor stepped out of the shop and watched as his brother nearly broke his neck searching for something in a bus.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Conor blurted out as the bus drove away, leaving an empty space.

Most importantly leaving an empty wall.

Jack stood disappointed before shaking his head towards Conor, “There was this girl leaning on the wall, she was breath taking bro.”

Conor laughed, rolling his eyes. “All I see is a wall, come on dickhead I think you need some rest. You’re imaging things.”

Maybe. Maybe not.  Jack thought as he realised he was tired and it could be his mind playing tricks on him. 

No one is that beautiful.

Second sighting…

This time Jack was in the club with Joe when he saw her.

He was sat at the bar laughing with Joe when she walked past him, his head snapped in the direction she was walking. A black tight dress hugged her curvy dancing body, black long stiletto’s moving with the sound of the beat, her long straight hair waving down her back like sound waves.

He was so memorised with her beauty again, the rest of the world stopped moving. No sounds. No movement. Only her.

He was in a state of awe when she turned around making direct eye contact with him, like she knew it was him. Her eyes light up like she seen the best thing all night, a large smirk grew across her face like she was pitching a plan together. 

Jack knew he had to speak to her, just to hear her voice once. However, it was like she read his mind and give him another wink and finger wave before disappearing into the dancing bodies.

“Jack!” Somebody shouted into the blue eyed boy’s ear, snapping him out of his dream land state. 

Turning his head, he faced a worried Joe, titling his head in confusion. The older boy sighed and looked more worried, “Is everything okay? You have been staring at nothing for the pass ten minutes?”

Nothing? Ten minutes?

That’s crazy Jack thought. It had only been a couple of seconds in his mind and he was not staring at nothing. He was staring at her, not nothing.

“Mate, you didn’t see that girl I was staring at?” Jack questioned, his eyes wondering back into the crowd trying to find her.

Joe looked at the boy with unreadable expression on his face, “There was no girl Jack.”

“No. There was, she was wearing a black dress, she was looking at me and waved.” Jack explained still looking for her to prove to Joe.

“Jack.” Joe sighed, making the younger boy look at him. “There was no girl there. I followed your eye sight. You were staring at the wall.” Joe pointed to the very wall he saw Jack looking at.

“Joe. I’m serious there was this girl.” Jack tried to reason but the look on Joe’s face told him he was crazy.

“I think someone spiked your drinking. I’m taking you home.” Joe grabbed Jack’s elbow pulling him out the club and Jack let him because he honestly thought he was crazy.

Third sighting…

This time he was with both Conor and Joe in the park playing football, when he saw her.

She was walking with another girl, she was dressed in shorts and a crop top with a flannel hanged loosely of her body. She was laughing and Jack could just about hear the angelic sound. 

They were walking closer to them and Jack was getting excited, he could prove to his brother and best friend that he wasn’t crazy and she wasn’t some type of ghost girl. 

“Oh my fuck.” She laughed loudly, causing butterflies to fight in Jack’s stomach.

I could hear that every day. Jack thought, a smile growing on his lips just thinking about it.

Jack too busy being a daze, didn’t hear the shouts of his brother and best friend and a ball went smack into his head. “Fuck!” 

Jack had fallen to the floor with the force of the hit and was laid on the grass groaning in pain. His head was facing side way’s trying not to put pressure on his head when he saw her looking at him in concern. 

He watched as a frown grew on her face and god did he never want to see that. He watched as she tried to walk towards him but her friend pulled her back to stop her, instead of walking over. She opened her mouth ready to saw something but Conor and Joe had dived in front of Jack from seeing it.

“Jack. Jack! Look at me! Are you okay? Oh my God I am so sorry.” Conor rambled but stopped when Jack uttered something.

“Behind you.”

Conor and Joe both turned their heads back to see nothing but trees and grass. “Jack there is nothing there.” Joe commented looking back towards the boy on the floor.

“She was there.” Jack whispered sitting up with the help from the boys.

Conor and Joe shared glances, knowing he was talking about a girl that didn’t existed. “Jack she’s not real.”

“She is.”

Joe sighed quickly stepping in before a Maynard fight happened. “Jack, there is no girl. “She’s just a picture of your mind Jack, just a ghost girl.”

Jack went to protest but Conor had snapped at him to shut up and let them take him home where he could get some tablets for his red bumpy face. 


After the park incident, Jack saw her a lot more times in the past three months. The boys still called her ghost girl because they never saw her, even after Jack had described her in full detail. From the outfit she was wearing, the makeup she had on, her hair and he could memorise her face from heart.

To him, she was someone he had fallen for,

To his friend’s, she was ghost girl.

The final sighting…

Jack was with the both his brother and best friend again; they were all laughing walking down the street when someone ran straight into Jack.

Both of them fell onto the floor by the impacted of her running and Jack’s strong frame. Jack was the first one up, sticking his hand out to the person he ran into and still trying to shake off the pain.

He hadn’t seen the person he ran into.

“Oh my fuck. I am so so sorry. I was running and I didn’t see you.” The person rambled, a girl’s voice rambled in fact.

Jack chuckled lifting his head up to look at the girl when he felt his whole world freeze. 

There stood in front of him was ghost girl.

“It’s you.” He uttered totally forgetting about Conor and Joe who had stopped walking and was staring at the two funny.

The girl looked up at him and uttered the same thing, “It’s you.”

“Ghost girl.” 

“Lover boy.”

They stared at each other in shock before large smiles grew on their faces.

She spoke first and Jack thought he was in love. “I’m Y/N.”

“I’m Jack.” He smiled, bring her into a hug. Which she gladly returned. 

However, their hug was interrupted by Conor, “Who’s this Jack?”

Jack smiled pulling away, his arm resting over her shoulder as she leaned into the boy, she had crushed hard on since she saw. She smiled at the two boys in front of her as Jack spoke.

“Conor, Joe. Meet Y/N. Ghost girl.

Really like you

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

Prompt: “I would like a OneShot in which Spencer is in charge of approaching the reader to find out about UNSUB who is ur mother, you are very shy and you 2 end up falling in love. But the reader discovers that he is from the FBI and feels sad why as someone like him would like her? Spencer on his way back home and ur mother is threatening you as the new victim”

Requested?: Yes, by Anon

(A/n): 

Originally posted by loving-criminal-minds

Y/n sat in a chair, comfortable waiting for her food, enjoying the warm sun. She smiled softly as the guy put down her plate and whispered a thank you, barely hearable. She started to eat when a voice made her look up. 

“I’m sorry, but is this seat taken? All the others are taken.” A handsome young man stood in front of her table, and when Y/n realized he was talking to her, she almost dropped her spoon. 

“Uhm, no. I don’t think it is.” She whispered, looking around. He looked just as awkward as she felt, and that was a relief for her. A very awkward silence followed. At the very last, he tried to to talk to her. 

“How are you?” She almost chocked on her food. 

“I-I’m fine.” She whispered and gave him a soft smile. She wasn’t fine, but why would she tell him that. “How are you?” Y/n took a bite of her food, hoping to not look too nervous. 

“Oh, I’m good too.” He smiled weakly at her. he wanted to ask about her mother, he wanted to ask her the things he should, but she seemed so fragile. 

“I see you are eating chicken soup, did you know that is very healthy?” He asked. Y/n smiled and shook her head. 

“I knew it had to be good for something.” She spoke, putting down her spoon. The man smiled and leaned with his arms on the table.

“I’m Spencer, by the way.” He held out his hand, which she took with a slight hesitation. 

“I am Y/n.” She smiled.


For some reason, Spencer kept texting her, and even asked if she would want to meet up. Y/n had no idea why he did that. It wasn’t like she was so interesting the first time they had met. But, finding Spencer quite the unique man, She agreed, although afraid she might mess up. 

They met a few times in that week, and even though Y/n did not want to admit it, she was falling for the smart boy. 


“Hello Y/n. I’m glad you asked me to come.” Spencer said when he sat down. 

“Oh, I’m glad you could come. Would you like some coffee, perhaps?” Y/n asked with a wide smile. She was shy, but started to feel more comfortable around him. 

“Yeah, sure.” He leaned back in his chair. Y/n left for the kitchen, a feeling she couldn’t name in the pit of her stomach, as if something would go wrong, as if she would end up getting hurt. 

When Y/n came back in the living area, her faint smile faded. Spencer was gone. There was no sign that he had ever been here. Maybe he was in the bathroom. She sat down the plate and walked through the long hallway. She heard his voice. But his voice was different then when he spoke to her. 

“Hotch, I think I found something.” Y/n sucked in a breath. He wasn’t in the bathroom, he was in her mothers bedroom. “I haven’t talked about her mother that much, but I know her mother had some troubles in the past, and her father died under strange circumstances.” Y/n heard Spencer move. “I think I just found something that might be proof. A diary.” Y/n had heard enough. Her mother did have some trouble with her mental health, yes. But what would she have done. Silently, Y/n walked back to the living area. 

It took Spencer a few minutes to come back. When he saw her, he seemed to be slightly nervous. 

“I used the toilet, hope thats okay.” He sat down. “Thank you for the coffee.” He added. Y/n sat down too, and leaned in over the table. She wanted to tell him she over heard him. 

“Aren’t you going to ask me?” She leaned in further. “About, you know. My mom.” If he felt uncomfortable, he didn’t let it shine through. 

“Why would I ask about your mother?” 

“Because that’s why you are here, right? that’s why you sat with me in the first place, isn’t it?” Y/n sighted and let herself sink in the chair. “Because you are from the police?” She guessed, avoiding his eyes. 

“Y/n, what are you talking about? Of course not-” He started but Y/n cut him off.

“No need to lie. I overheard you.” She crossed her arms, asking herself where this attitude came from. Truth was her heart was beating hard and tears wanted to escape her eyes. But she hoped she was strong. And wrong. 

“Y/n, I’m so sorry. I’m Dr.Spencer Reid, FBI. We think your mother is killing. She is losing her mind. She is a sadist, Y/n. You need to trust me.”

“No, Spencer. You lied to me. I liked you. And now I should just trust you? My mother isn’t even home. And I suggest you leave right now.” A tear left her eye, no matter how hard she fought. Spencer Stood up, just like Y/n had done. 

“I am very sorry, Y/n.” He whispered. 

The door fell close behind him. Tears spilled over, this was why Y/n never trusted anyone and liked just being on herself. Her mother was a sweet, warm person. She could never hurt someone. The backdoor opened and closed. 

“I was wondering when he would leave.” The voice of her mother sounded. Y/n turned around and wiped away her tears. 

“Well, he’s never coming back, mother.” Her mother gave her a sad smile. Y/n noticed a red stain. Her heart skipped a beat. 

“Mother, I think you spilled some sauce on your shirt.” Her mother looked down with her same smile. 

“Oh, I’ll just tidy it up, then.” Her mother walked to the kitchen, and then Y/n ran. It wasn’t sauce. It was blood. She ran upstairs, into the bathroom, the only room with a lock. She locked the door and called Spencer. 

“Spencer.” Y/n sniffed, sitting in the corner of the room. “You were right. Please come back.” She whispered. 

“Y/n! Stay where you are! I’m coming!” She heard a car. “Whatever you do, do not hang up on me, okay?” He said. Worry laced in his voice as she sniffed again. 

“She is coming.” She whispered, crawling even further into the corner when footsteps were close. 

“Oh, Y/n. I thought you might find out my secret. I was hoping it would take you longer. Now I’ll have to kill you.” She laughed, a laugh she had never heard before. Her laugh sounded crazy. “But where are you?” 

Y/n tried to calm her breath, until she saw the doorknob move. 

“So you are in the bathroom.” Her mother snapped. the door moved, a bang. the door didn’t open. A scream left her mouth, and she couldn’t stop the tears. 

“Spencer, please.” She begged. 

“I will be there. Just a few minutes.” 

“Oh boy, she doesn’t have a few minutes.” Another scream left Y/n’s mouth. A knife shot halfway through the door. Her mother would soon be through the door, and when she did, it would only be a maybe a minute before she died. 

The sound of a car on the driveway comforted Y/n slightly, because her mother still wasn’t in the bathroom. But then the door opened. Her mother looked bewildered. With fast passes, she reached her daughter and pulled her up, knife to her throat. Just at that moment, Spencer came to sight, gun ready to shoot. 

“Let her go.” Spencer said firmly. His hands didn’t shake. Y/n knew her life was in both his and her mothers hands. Y/n slightly moved her body, Spencer could shoot her mothers leg, if he only took his eyes of her mothers face. Y/n tried to catch his gaze, her mother not moving. Y/n’s fingers moved, and Spencer noticed. She touched her leg. Spencer understood. He shot. Her mother screamed and let her go. Y/n stumbled away and Spencer pointed his gun again on the woman. 

“Go outside. I have called for back up.” Spencer briefly looked over at Y/n. She was shaking. She nodded and barely able to stand, she stumbled outside. There indeed were cops, they just stopped. 

“Are you okay?” She nodded at the man and whispered “Bathroom.”. 


Y/n sat on the edge of the ambulance even though she said she was fine. Nothing more then a scratch. She waited until she would see Spencer. Even though it was hard to fathom that her mother had killed at least five people, she pushed that away. She never was one to deal properly with her emotions. 

“Spencer.” She breathed out when she saw him. She stood up but didn’t really do anything besides staring. “I’m sorry. I should have trusted you.” She blurted out. Spencer gave her a small smile. 

“I wouldn’t trust someone if they told me my mom was a sadist after lying about who they were.” Spencer scratched the back of his neck. 

“Can I give you a hug?” She asked. Spencer awkwardly opened his arms.

 “I’m sorry about lying to you.” He said hugging her tightly. “But I really do like you.”

“You do?” Y/n pulled away and smiled up at him. “But why? I am just average. You are a FBI agent.” She whispered. 

“You are everything except average.” Spencer said. “And I would like to take you out. On a real date. you know, once you have dealt with all this, of course.” He added as they parted from their hug. 

“I would actually like that.” Y/n answered flustered. “I really like you.” She whispered, partly hoping he wouldn’t hear that. He did not respond, but the small smile on his flustered face showed her he had heard it. And he liked her too. 

anonymous asked:

Not sure if you are still taking Sanvers prompts but could you fill in the gap from ep 2x11 between Alex running off to call Maggie and when Alex goes to Kara's. How do you see That playing out?

Alex had seven missed called when she checked her phone. There were fifteen texts. She didn’t even open any of them before calling Maggie. She owed her a massive apology and a detailed explanation.

Maggie answered the phone with, “Oh my god. What happened? Are you okay? Is Kara okay?”

“Yeah,” Alex breathed out, stepping outside of the DEO to get some privacy. She put her hand on her hip and started pacing near the door. “We’re okay now.”

“Are you sure?” Maggie asked. “You don’t look okay.”

Alex straightened up and looked around. Her girlfriend was at the curb, leaning back on her motorcycle and watching her with concern. Alex hung up her phone and walked down the stairs, moving straight into Maggie’s arms.

“What happened?” Maggie rubbed Alex’s back.

Alex just held onto Maggie, inhaling her calm. She could see feel something foreign and foggy in her brain. She felt Maggie tighten her hold. Maggie knew something was very wrong and held her as hard as she could to assure Alex that she was okay.

“I’m sorry,” Alex sighed. But suddenly her practiced words didn’t seem adequate. She pulled away and looked at Maggie’s face. Maggie was worried. “Can we…go somewhere to talk about it?”

“Yeah,” Maggie nodded. She pushed up off of her bike and hopped on. “I scalped our tickets outside the arena and we could fly to Paris to talk about it.”

“I am so sorry,” Alex got on the bike behind Maggie. She pushed herself into Maggie’s back holding on closer than necessary.

Maggie just offered Alex an understanding pat on her arm.

They ended up hitting up a taco truck and sitting at a picnic table in the park while Alex explained everything that happened. She explained the neural link she had with the White Martian and the conversation she had with Kara through the Martian. She explained that her brain still felt like there was a shadow of someone else in it. Maggie just nodded the whole time hanging on her every word.

Maggie thoughtfully ate her food and when Alex was done explaining she reached across the table and took her girlfriend’s hand. With an amused smile she added, “So we’re right back where we started.”

“What do you mean?” Alex asked, polishing off the last of her food.

“You still haven’t talked to Kara,” Maggie added. “Not really.”

Alex thought it over. “No. Not really.”

Maggie narrowed her eyes, watching Alex’s face morph. She just chuckled and stood up, balling up the wrapper from her dinner. She picked up the drink that they had shares and dumped both in the trash can. “Let’s go.”

“Go where?”

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“I’m sorry,” the baker told them at the door. “We’re closed.”

Maggie reached into her pocket and pulled out two bills. She waved them in front of the baker. “Still closed?”

The baker’s eyes widened and she opened the door for them. “What would you like?”

“A cupcake,” Alex stated, stepping in after the baker. “With a ‘K’ on it.”

The baker blinked and stopped in the middle of her store. “You want to pay me two hundred dollars for one cupcake with a ‘K’ on it.”

“And one of those,” Maggie pointed to an eclair in the display case.

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Name: She is my sister, Bones!
Pairing: Bones x reader!Kirk’s sister
Summary: the reader is Kirk’s twin sister who he has always taken care of, then one day he comes in Bones’ room, looking for him, and runs in the reader and Leonard cuddling.
Author’s note: yes, I have a lot of requests. I am working on them. But right now I need this type of writing.

“You are warm,” you murmur, pressing your cold hands against Leonard’s neck, and he gasps, leaning back and then returning to you momentarily.

“You are freaking cold!” he grabs your hands and smiles at you. “Why wouldn’t you just wear gloves before going down with Chekov?”

“We were playing snowballs! I had gloves, but they were uncomfortable,” McCoy sighs and rolls his eyes, raising one hand and gently stroking your cheek.

“Such a child,” he wraps his hands around you, pulling you closer and murmuring something about you being a complete idiot. You grin and try not to laugh, feeling absolutely safe and perfect in his arms, sitting on a couch with a huge blanket wrapped around you.

“Leonard?”

“What?” he asks, pretending to be grumpy, but you feel how he carefully strokes your back, trying to pull you as close as possible, to make sure that you are getting warmer.

“Nothing,” you smile. “I am glad you are not mad at me.”

“Of course I am mad! What do you think you are doing, ricking your health? Your brother will take my head off,” he thinks then adds quickly. “Twice.”

“Jim wouldn’t!” you laugh, and McCoy joins you, as you rest your head on his shoulder and close your eyes, pressing your nose against his neck.

“Yeah, he would,” Leonard leans back, still holding you with both hands, and plants a soft kiss on your palm, feeling how you almost curl in a ball in his hands, totally melting in the warmth of his body. “My little stupid Kirk.”

“There are two of us,” you grin. “One is the captain, I bet you wouldn’t call him ‘little’ and ‘stupid’… Would you?”

“You bet I would,” you nod, knowing that he actually would.

“Bones, I’ve been looking for… Oh,” Jim walks in the room and stops, not seeing your face, but clearly understanding that McCoy is having his personal time with a crewman. “Sorry… Doctor McCoy, you are needed in the Sickbay.”

“I am on my rightful break, Jim,” Bones answers, hiding a huge grin by keeping his face behind your head.

“I am sorry, doctor, but I cannot find my sister. I am afraid she may be in trouble,” you honestly are trying not to giggle.

“Jim, I am sure she is fine and having fun. She is a grown person, let her go,” Leonard advises him and presses his lips against your temple.

“She is my sister, I am supposed to take care of her. Will you help me find her?” you roll your eyes - even though Jim in only minutes older than you, he took you as his responsibility.

“Jim, chill!” you turn to him, not pulling away from Leonard even for a second. “I am seriously fine and having more fun than you are.”

“Y/N?” you grin and nod. “Bones?” Bones nods, not trying to pretend that he is ashamed of his hands holding you so possessively. “You two are…”

“Mm-hm.”

“Why?”

“Because your best friend is awesome,” you answer simply, as Leonard tries not to laugh at Jim’s terrified face. “You’d feel worse if I were with Spock, so chill.”

“But… Uhm… I am the captain…”

“And I am your lieutenant. Spending my free time with your doctor. We checked, it’s not forbidden by the law of Mister Spock,” Bones giggles, as you pull away and look at your brother. “Jim, nothing is wrong here.”

“It certainly looks wrong. I… will head back to the Bridge and pretend that I never saw anything,” he storms out of cabin, and you turn to McCoy, both of you trying not to laugh at the thought of his surprised, almost terrified face.

“He reacted well.”

“Better than we expected,” you smile, leaning forward and gently kissing him. Bones quickly kisses you back, then frowns. ‘What’s wrong?”

“Your brother, Y/N… It’s always your brother.”

“What about my tiny ball of brotherly love?” Leonard rolls his eyes, annoyed by your endless love for your brother which will stop you from understanding that Bones is in huge risk of being murdered.

“He may kill me now.”

“I don’t think he will. He is nice and just very caring…”

“So caring, I just felt his glance skin me,” you realize that Kirk did look like he wanted to kill the doctor.

“Oh, don’t overreact, he wouldn’t…” the communicator turns on, and you hear Jim’s voice.

“Doctor McCoy, report to Sickbay. Lieutenant Kirk, report to the Bridge… Now, we have an immediate issue.”

“Of my brother being over-possessive of me,” you whisper, then turn the communicator on. “Yes, captain.”

“Yes, he would, sunshine. Come on, we have to head back to the job,” McCoy helps you up and pulls you close, holding your face with both hands. You have noticed long time ago that after McCoy divorced, his opinion on relationships was rather sceptic, but your relationship really changed him, even though he still was very paranoid about ever letting you go.

“I will see you tonight,” you promise quietly, pressing your lips against his.

“Don’t let your brother do weird stuff, ok?” Leonard asks at the end, smiling at your eyes, locked on his face.

“Promise.”

Prelude: Shepard

After much hemming and hawing, I’m finally posting Io’ken’s origin story!

It’s a new style for me and takes her from her childhood all the way up until the day before Eden Prime.

I would post it here, but it’s quite long, so please follow the links to read it in full!

Please feel free to ask me for clarification on anything. As always, thank you for reading if you choose to do so! I really appreciate it.

Cover art by the wonderful @protecat​!

FF.net: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12197760/1/Prelude-Shepard

Ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/8330254/chapters/19079683


I do have more writing in the works, but I’ve been remiss in posting it.  I have a really fun story with @ex-commander​ coming and a little thing with my OT3 that just needs a bit of polishing!