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anonymous asked:

Um Hello today is my birthday and I promised myself I'd finally get up the courage to ask you if you could please write something with little Shiro and his parents? Please and thank you I really love your work.

[Sorry this is so late, but happy belated birthday!!! :)]

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Asugi sighed, following the trail to finding the prince. Shiro had gone missing once again; in this case,  there was an actual reason for it. Seeing as Saizo was Ryoma’s retainer, Asugi took it upon himself to be the young prince’s.

The ten-year-old didn’t realize just how hard it would be to keep track of the brat, though. His eyes narrowed, following Shiro’s trail down to the storeroom just outside the gardens.

It wasn’t too hard for him to spot the bright flash of hair that matched his mother’s, sticking out behind the crates of supplies.

“You’re going to get in trouble if you hide out, like this.” He said blandly, tapping the boy’s head. Shiro yelped, swiveling around to see his caretaker. “Besides, you don’t want to worry your parents, do you?”

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tagged by @whyisthisfrenchguymasturbating (god bless)

Rules: Bold the things that apply to you

I am 5′7″ or taller
I wear glasses
I have at least one tattoo
I have at least one piercing
I have blonde hair
I have brown eyes
I have short hair
My abs are at least somewhat defined
I have or have had braces
There is something I would change about the way I look

Personality:
My Hogwarts house is: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw or Slytherin
I am an introvert
I like meeting new people
People tell me that I’m funny

Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me
I enjoy physical challenges
I enjoy mental challenges
I’m playfully rude with people I know well
I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it
There is something I would change about my personality

Ability:
I can sing well
I can play an instrument

I can do over 30 pushups without stopping
I’m a fast runner
I can draw well
I have a good memory
I’m good at doing math in my head
I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute
I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling
I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch
I know how to throw a proper punch

Hobbies:
I enjoy playing sports
I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else
I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else
I have learned a new song in the past week
I work out at least once a week
I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months
I have drawn something in the past month
I enjoy writing
Fandoms are my #1 passion
I do or have done martial arts

Experiences:
I have had my first kiss
I have had alcohol
I have scored the winning goal in a sports game
I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting
I have been at an overnight event
I have been in a taxi
I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year
I have beaten a video game in one day
I have visited another country
I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

Relationship:
I’m in a relationship
I have a celebrity crush
I have a crush on someone I know
I have been in at least 3 relationships
I have never been in a relationship
I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them
I get crushes easily
I have had a crush on someone for over a year
I have been in a relationship for at least a year
I have had feelings for a friend

My life:
I have at least one person I consider a “best friend”
I live close to my school

My parents are still together
I have at least one sibling
I live in the United States
There is snow right now where I live
I have hung out with a friend outside of school in the past month
I have a smartphone
I have at least 15 CDs
I share my room with someone

Random shit:
I have breakdanced
I know a person named Jamie
I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce
I have dyed my hair

I’m listening to one song on repeat right now
I have punched someone in the past week
I know someone who has gone to jail
I have broken a bone
I have eaten a waffle today
I know what I want to do with my life
I speak at least 2 languages (semi) fluently
I have made a new friend in the past year

i tag @panacea-for-the-absent-soul @mooncenteredhalo @mlmbrandos @guzma-is-my-bug-boi  @jaimethedunk n @mondaycats [its cool if you dont feel up to it]

I was thinking about Blackwall and Sera’s friendship and then I realized that I had no memory of how she reacted to The Big Revelation, so I went to look at their dialogues.  And this is the first banter between them listed as being after we learn about Rainier:

  • Sera: Always knew you were up to something.
  • Blackwall: Sorry.
  • Sera: For what? Trying? Better than most ever do.

That’s it.  That simple, for her.  Incredible.

And then the next one:

  • Sera: I don’t get it. If you want to change, just change. Why this “fake Warden” rubbish?
  • Blackwall: For one, people wanted me dead. Being someone else kept me breathing.
  • Blackwall: And then, knowing that people thought I was good made it easier.
  • Sera: (Laughs.) You needed them to think you could, so you could think you could!
  • Sera: You’re smart, but you’re sort of stupid.

She’s so good.  They’re so good.  And then I cried a little.

some of my favorite lines from power rangers

“sorry bumblebee” i DIED

“boyfriend troubles?” “…sure. Boyfriend.” “… Girlfriend troubles?” {poignant subject change and pointed look} YES

“I’m ont he spectrum” yes

“did you just slap me?”

and alternately “did you just slap her?”

“ITS MORPHIN TIME” I CRIED.

“what - do i have something on my face?” 

“its at krispy kreme” “…this place must be incredibly important.” 

“thats not krispy kreme. find KRISPY KREME!”

“we dont die alone!” 

“HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE?!”

*a certain someone getting bitch slapped into space*

“MOTHERFU- ah, just mother is good.”

FUCKING RITA STOPPING TO EAT A FUCKING DONUT.

“beefy and i had a connection”

“billy is awesome”

THE FUCKING POWER RANGER SONG

FEEL FREE TO ADD MORE

{Reaction} Waking EXO up at 3am because you’re in the mood

EXO reaction when is 3AM and their girlfriend wake then up because she’s in the mood ( I write right? XD)

Note: I hope this is good and that you all enjoy it! I’m sorry my posting isn’t very frequent at the moment, but I’m trying my best to make fresh content and reply to your requests whenever I can. Fighting~! Mami x

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Park Chanyeol

Originally posted by parkchny

Chanyeol grumbled irritably as he felt his whole body being shaken vigorously awake. He’d been dreaming about something, but whatever it was had escaped his mind now, leaving him with nothing but a tired mind and a bothersome girlfriend. He turned to look at you in the bed, but his whole tired perspective changed as soon as you told him you needed him.

Chanyeol: *Pulls you roughly underneath him* “I was sleeping, Jagi. I think you deserve a punishment for waking me up.” *Voice still hoarse from only just waking up.*


Do Kyungsoo/ D.O.

Originally posted by veriloquentmind

Usually, Kyungsoo doesn’t fall into your advances quite so easily if it’s at what he’d call ‘a stupid hour of the morning’ because he works a lot, and sleep doesn’t come often to him at the best of times. But tonight, he’s needing it too, because God knows how many nights of work has stopped him from getting to be with you like this. He was glad you asked, because he was sure he needed it more than you did.

{y/n}: “You’re already hard? Wow, someone must have been pent up.” *smirking*

Kyungsoo: “Just shut up and kiss me”


Byun Baekhyun

Originally posted by blondejongin

Baekhyun was much luckier than the other two with his awakening. He woke up to the sensation of your lips pressing against his neck. He woke up to a pound of pleasure hitting him right where he needed it. Usually he’d joke about the time, or that he knew you wanted him, but now, he was too endorsed in you that he completely lost his sense of humour. All he wanted was you.

Baekhyun: “Get those shorts off your pretty little butt, Jagiya.”


Oh Sehun

Originally posted by wooyoung

Sehun pretends like he’s annoyed that you wake him up to begin with, but it isn’t long until he’s in the mood too and completely forgot about his fake grudge against you putting a stopper on his beauty sleep.

Sehun: “Ah jagi, don’t stop.”

{y/n}: *smirking* “I thought all you wanted was to go back to sleep?”

Sehun: … *Pushes you underneath and starts kissing you to hide his embarrassment.*


Zhang Yixing/ Lay

Originally posted by lobbu-lobbu

When you woke up Yixing, it took him a few minutes to adjust and actually wake up. But when he was fully awake, he didn’t question it and just let you come onto him, not that he’d ever complain about that. He smirked as he started to kiss your neck.

Yixing: “You’re asking for it now, Jagiya.”


Kim Jongdae/ Chen

Originally posted by everybodyloveschen

You woke up Jongdae, and to begin with, he was annoyed, letting out an irritable ‘wae’ as you repeated his name. But when he felt you hands traveling down to his crotch, he stopped whining immediately and fall into your touches.

Jongdae: “I was trying to- oh you want that? Okay”


Kim Minseok/ Xiumin

Originally posted by mercuryica

Minseok woke up to the sensation of your hands on his hips, massaging them as you pressed kisses to his lower torso. He grumbled, waking up with the biggest amount of arousal than he’d ever felt in his life.

{y/n}: “Do you want me to stop?”

Minseok: “Never stop, Jagiya.”


Huang Zitao/ Tao

Originally posted by bingutopdaeri

You think you’re the one waking up Tao when you’re in the mood? I don’t think so. Tao is more likely to wake you up more often than not when he’s in the mood. On this occasion, you had been moaning in your sleep, and Tao had honestly tried to refrain himself, but in the end, he woke you up anyway, unable to handle how hot you sounded.

Tao: “It’s not my fault Jagi, you were moaning.”

{y/n}: “Well it’s your turn to moan this time.” *Give him what he wants so you can go back to sleep.*


Kim Junmyeon/ Suho

Originally posted by qrishan

Suho woke up to you kissing him on the neck, and that was enough for him to follow your lead, no questions or hesitations.

Suho: “That’s it babygirl.”


Luhan

Originally posted by wooyoung

Luhan woke up with the sensation of being very hard, but that’s when he realised that it wasn’t just a sensation, he actually was hard. He looked over at you, you were looking at him sheepishly, with flushed cheeks as if you’d done something sinful.

{y/n}: “You were moaning in your sleep and it turned me on… I’m sorry I woke you, I’m just-”

Luhan: “Get your pretty little arse over here right now.”


Kim Jongin/ Kai

Originally posted by kaibility

You can pretty much guarantee that whatever time you want to have sex with Kai, he’s going to be up for it. Even if it’s at three in the afternoon, or three in the morning. When you woke him up, pleading for him to pleasure you, he doesn’t need to be asked twice.

Kai: *Brushes his hand against your lower half ‘accidentally,’ smirking as you moaned* “What’s that Jagi? You want me to touch you there?” *Teasing you af*


Wu Yifan/ Kris

Originally posted by krismehard

Waking Kris up at three o'clock in the morning for sex is going to be both a wish and a curse. It’s good, because he isn’t going to question it, and he’ll pleasure you more than amazingly (because this man is obviously a god in the bedroom), but when it comes to the day after and you can’t walk, that’s when you’re going to realise the damage that you’ve done (AKA inflated his ego by about 10 times.)

Kris: “What’s wrong Jagi? Struggling to walk?”

{y/n}: “Shut up, I’ll hit you.”

Kris: “Go ahead, it would be my pleasure.” *winks*

I’m Sorry

Originally posted by sweetly87

Request:  Could you maybe do an imagine where you’re arguing with newt and almost admit your feelings to him but walk away, but then queenie walks in and she sorta knows what’s going on and tells newt? Idk just super fluffy bc you’re really good at that

Notes: I changed it a bit and idk if it’s all that fluffy, if you want a part 2 then that’s okay and it’s more friend fluff with Queenie

You were arriving at Queenie and Tina’s apartment and Queenie had told you to put on something nice. You weren’t sure why, but you followed her instructions, and had put on a little bit of makeup. You knocked on the door and Queenie answered. “You look gorgeous sweetie!” She complimented, pulling you inside. Newt and Jacob were there, and it looked as though Queenie was going to make dinner. You had quite a big crush on Newt but you didn’t have the courage to tell him that. You gave a small wave to Newt and Jacob as your way of greeting them. Newt gave you a small nod in return.

“Hey, Y/N!” Jacob called.

“Hi Y/N, you look beautiful!” Tina complimented. Newt just blushed as Queenie gave him a look. You had met Queenie first and just by coincidence had spent more time with her than Tina, so you knew her a bit better. She knew about your monumental crush on Newt but you were almost certain he was falling in love with Tina, and you couldn’t blame him, she was beautiful. You sat down at the only chair that was available as Queenie sat down beside Jacob, you sat beside Newt. You turned and gave him a small smile. You wanted to see his creatures as you had an interest in them but you were afraid he’d say no. You knew you should just ask so you plucked up just enough courage to do it.

“Newt, after dinner do you think I could see your creatures?” You asked quietly. He looked p at you.

“Oh, u-um yes, that w-would b-be fine.” He stuttered out. You quickly turned back to your food and stared at it. You took a few more mouthfuls before looking at Newt again. “Ready t-to go?” He asked nervously. You nodded. He got up and beckoned to you to follow him. He got in his suitcase and you followed, stumbling on the last few stairs but managing okay. He led you to a few environments before leaving you to wander. You came across a nest of Occamies and you knew not to pet them but they would be okay with you holding them. You picked one up and it shrunk to fit in to your hand. It nuzzled in to your hand and you were looking at it fondly. “Oh! I see you’ve found Henry.” Newt said coming up behind you. You yelped and flinched, dropping the Occamy and your face automatically dropped.

“Oh I’m so sorry, Newt! You just startled me and I didn’t mean to I’m so sorry!” You said, trying to reach down to pick it up, it moved in to your hands again. You saw Newt’s face grow darker and he immediately took the creature from you.

“I don’t think you understand the effort that I go to, when I take these creatures in, and I might have to start from scratch with Henry because you’ve dropped him.” Newt said sternly.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.” You whispered, tears falling down your cheeks. Newt was facing the Occamies and he was whispering things to them.

“I think it would be best if you would go.” Newt said.

“I’m sorry.” You said before scurrying up the ladder to Newt’s room. You collapsed on the floor and a wave of sadness overcame you. You started sobbing silently, your body shaking from the intensity. You’d just destroyed any chance of even being friends with Newt, all because you’d accidentally dropped an Occamy. You heard someone come in and felt them take you in their arms.

“Sweetie, I’m sorry.” Queenie whispered in your ear. You wrapped your arms around her and cried in to her shoulder.

“I’m an idiot.” You sobbed. You could feel her reading your mind.

“I’m so sorry. I don’t know why he was like that.” Queenie tried to comfort, her fingers brushing through your hair.

“I don’t know what to do.” You said helplessly, holding on to Queenie for dear life.

“I’m going to go down there, okay sweetie, I’ll be right back.” She reassured. You nodded. She descended the stairs and kept the case open. You listened to what was going on.

“Mr Scamander? Ah there you are. I want to have a word with you, because you’ve really upset my dear friend Y/N. And she is a dear friend. A very dear friend. It wasn’t her fault she dropped your creature. You made her jump, Mr Scamander. And she’s up there crying her precious little heart out because you snapped at her.” Queenie said, defending you. “She really likes you Newt, and she thinks she’s ruined it. So think about that.” Queenie said, before coming back in to the room and embracing you. “Sh, sh. It’s going to be okay yeah?” She said.

“Yeah.” You agreed. She wiped the tears from your cheeks and reached for your hand.

“Y/N?” You heard a voice come from behind.

“What is it, Mr Scamander?” You asked.

“I just want to say that I really l-like y-you t-t-too and I-I’m v-very s-s-sorry.” He stammered when he got to the like part. You took a cautious step forward, as did he. “And i-if you’re w-willing, I’d l-like to win b-back your tr-trust.” He said nervously.

“Yes I’m willing.” You replied and reached for his hand. He gave it to you and they fit like two puzzle pieces.

Unlike Him

With your brother Archie and dad out of the house, you invite over Jughead. Quickly you let out your feelings for him, which leads to sex. But afterwards it seems that Jughead had changed his mind. In the following weeks you realize something, something that may change both of your lives.

Part 2

Part 3

Warning: Smut

This is my first Riverdale imagine. Sorry if it’s bad I haven’t written in a long time. Let me know if you guys like it and if you want a part 2!

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With the recent murders in my hometown of Riverdale I felt uncomfortable as I tried falling asleep with my brother, Archie, and dad gone, visiting my mom in Chicago (a trip with I happily opted out of).  So I called the only person I knew who would make me feel safe.

  Soon enough I heard a knock on the front door. Running down stairs, I opened up the door to Jughead. Pulling him into a hug, I thanked him for coming. We made our way up to my bedroom, both laying down on the bed, turning on the TV, to see what was on.

    After a while of trying to find something good on TV, I moved from my position with my head on Jugheads chest to siting up.

  “I am so bored,” I whined to him. “There is nothing on this stupid TV and there’s nothing to do.”

Jughead laughed, “Of course there isn’t, it’s 1 am.”

With that I let out a sigh, dramatically falling onto Jugheads, still laying body.  Finally an idea came to me. This might just be the perfect time to make my move. The move where I finally let Jughead know I’ve had a crush on him since the 3rd grade, when he told me I could play with Archie and him, even though Archie tried kicking me out… my knight in shining armor.  I tried getting over it, I really did. He was my brother’s best friend, and a matter of fact my best friend too, I couldn’t ruin I and make everything awkward. I made myself do all the things to try to get as far away from him as possible; I even went as far as to join the River Vixens Freshman year. But I guess it was hopeless. I could barely keep my eyes off him tonight, due to his shirtless body, his excuse being that it was “too hot”.  I just wanted to pounce.  

  I finally realized Jughead had been trying to get my attention, but I had just been staring of into space. Well I needed to tell him, I decided. However, I had my fingers crossed that he felt the same way.  

Still on top of him, I sat up, making it so that I was straddling him, then I began to speak, “Jughead, I, uh, I need to tell you something. Just let me talk and then you can tell me how you feel. I- I’ve been in love you since the 3rd grade. I’ve tried to push these feelings down, I really have, but I just can’t. I just couldn’t keep this from you any longer. I completely understand if you don’t feel that way. Just tell me and I’ll never mention it to you again. I-,” suddenly you were cut off.

Jughead had leaned up and kissed me. I basked in the feeling of his warm lips on mine, however it did not last as long as I would have liked.

“That’s a yes, I like you too,” he responded.

Smiling we kissed again, with Jughead suddenly flipping us over, making it so he was on top.  After that he put his hands on my waist, slowly raising them under my shirt, as mine made their way to his neck. Our kiss became more intense, our lips battling one another over dominance, but I already knew it was a losing battle. His lips slowing moved to my neck, sucking on it, leaving what I am sure would be clearly visible hickeys. Once he reached a certain spot, I couldn’t hold in the noises anymore, letting out a moan. I could feel Jughead smirking against my skin, and it seemed my noises pushed him further and he quickly, separated himself to take my shirt off, thankfully he was already shirtless.

As we began to kiss again, I realized that even though this was slightly awkward, Jughead clearly knew what he was doing and ourbodys seemed to fit perfectly together. I could feel his hard on against your leg growing, which just made me want him more, causing to begin to grind up into him, causing him to let a barely there moan. Quickly he began to take off my bra, and move his lips down to my nipples. He focus on sucking the right when, as his hand moved to the other. He made quick work of going back and forth until finally he seemed to have enough. Separating himself from me he began to talk of my pants, and I started to undo his belt buckle. He made quick work of my pants, standing up and pulling the all the way off my legs, along with my panties. Quickly doing the same to his jeans and boxers afterwards.

  Lying back on top of me, he began to kiss me again. Slowly his hands worked their way down my body. Once he reached my core he looked up into my eyes checking to see if I was okay with this. I quickly nodded; I was dying to feel something. Slowly he began to put one, then two in, moving the slowly in and out. I could tell he was teasing me, from the smug grin on his face, listening to my desperate moans.

Finally having enough of his teasing I begged him, “Please, faster.”

  Thankfully, having mercy on me he began to speed up. Keeping up the pace, I started getting close to my orgasm, but suddenly he stop. Despite my anger of not being allowed to cum, I knew what he was going to do which made it all better.

  Jughead looked up at me, while he lined himself up to my core and slowly began to push in. God, was he big, I wasn’t a virgin, but I had definitely never been with a guy who had as much as he did, causing it to slightly hurt as he pushed himself in. I grabbed onto his biceps, digging crevices with my nails as he finally was all the way in. After a second he slowly began moving in and out, creating a natural rhythm.

I could see he was restraining himself from going as fast as he wanted to, just so he could make sure I was comfortable first, “It’s ok, you can go faster.”

After my words he became ramping up his pace. As he began to hit just the spot I cried out, moving my hands to his scratch his back. He clearly got the message, he just that place as fast and hard as he could. He wanted to make sure I came before he did, so he moved his hand down to by clit, quickly rubbing it.

Before I knew it I was there, moaning out his name. A seconds after I came, he also did too.  As he pulled out, he rolled off, pulling me into his arms. It was already late, and with such a workout, we both quickly feel asleep.

I awoke to Jughead, getting out of bed and beginning to get dressed. I looked at my clock seeing that it was only 4 am, I wondered where he was going.

Sitting up I asked, “Leaving so soon, where are you going? It’s still dark out.”

  I seemed to have surprised him and he quickly turned to me, with a look on his face I couldn’t quite make out.

“I, um, I need to leave. Us… This was a mistake, it never should have happened. I’m sorry,” he quickly spoke, trying to avoid looking in my eyes.

Tears started coming to my eyes. How could he say that? I thought he felt the same way. This was Jughead, were talking about, he wasn’t one ot say something then take it back.

“Th-that’s not true. You said you liked me too,” I began.

“Yes it is, I completely regret this happening. Now I have to go. I’ll see you at school or something” he said and with that he was out the door.

How could this happen? I quickly called the only 2 people I could think of.

Soon enough Betty and Veronica arrived. I quickly told them what had happened through my tears. Veronica, being who she is threatened to make him regret every being born, making me laugh. For the rest of that night that was there goal, making me laugh and realize I am better without him.

At lunch a few weeks later, Veronica, Betty, Kevin, and me were all sitting outside the school at our usually picnic table. We had been talking about boys again. So of course Jughead came up. We were all still baffled by the fact that he acted the way he did.

“Well at least he wore a condom, so you can’t have his evil demon spawn,” Kevin said trying to lighten to mood.

Everyone burst out laughing, except for me. He did wear a condom… didn’t he?  I tried thinking back to that night. I quickly realized that I had no condoms, in my room and unless Jughead was just carrying one around with him, it meant that he hadn’t worn one. As soon as that realization came to me, I quickly sat up beginning to sprint into the school, running past both my brother and Jughead, who were headed to the table.

At the table everyone looked around, with Kevin saying, “I thought it was funny, I wasn’t trying to hurt her feeling.”

Quickly the two girls thought about it and realized there was a reason I was running, and it wasn’t because Kevin hurt my feeling. Suddenly they jumped up too, running after me.

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Victuuri kiss/Yuuri's breakdown

I just rewatched episode 7 and there’s a couple things I’d like to say.

Victuuri kiss: First things first, it’s fucking canon. Queer baiting over. Fun fact tho, it never was. They were just waiting for the perfect time to do it and I’m so glad they did it but more important, how they did it. No “I’m going to kiss you so you shut up.”, no “Okay, we’re kissing but this definitely means sex, right?”, no “Shit, I’m sorry I promise it won’t happen again.”, simply no nothing. They both seeked and ran towards each other like knowing they wanted something but not sure they would get it, but still they just had to. Yuuri surprised Victor by changing his routine and finishing it doing his signature move and Victor was so moved he actually felt like he had to do something in return, something as meaningfull as what practically was Yuuri finally saying “I love you.” on the ice so Victor could understand him. And fuck if he didn’t, saying not only “I love you too.” by kissing Yuuri for the very first time in front of everyone, but come on to them everyone else disappeared, but actually letting him know doing that was the only thing he could think of to surprise him as much as he did. As Troye Sivan would say, you don’t have to say I love to say I love you. What I found funny was, besides everyone’s reactions of course, they acted ike nothing happened on the interview, but not in a bad way like “Let’s forget that just happened ha ha.”, but Victor kept talking about how good Yuuri did and that now that he knows what he can do, they’ll work harder. Anyways, either was that the only love declaration we will get or not, because you never know with this show, it was the most precious and purest thing ever.

Yuuri’s breakdown: By far my favorite scene on the show, sorry not sorry. Yes, the kiss scene was beautiful but it was something we were hoping if not actually just waiting for it to happen. But Yuuri’s breakdown? I still can’t believe its actually on the show. I mean we did got to see Yuuri freaking out in countless situations, but nothing close to this. An actual anxiety attack in its finest. Why am I talking about it on the same post as the Victuuri kiss? Are they both my favorite scenes so far in the show? Course, but hear me out. I think this scene showed the other side of Victor and Yuuri’s relationship. The side that its not often shown on any series or movies. Victor fucked up, both him and Yuuri knew it. Yuuri was fucked up, both him and Victor knew it. A perfect relationship isn’t perfect all the time. Victor tried to humor Yuuri to calm him down and it backfired him, but one of the things that I love about this scene, along with another milion things, is that Victor, who is always in control of everything, didn’t knew how to handle the situation and realized it and believe it or not, this shit actually happens in real life. Our partner isn’t supposed to fix us or anything with a snap of their fingers, sometimes we just need, like Yuuri said, for them to don’t say anything and stand by our side. Then, on their way back to the rink, because yes Victor actually felt the need to protect Yuuri that much to take him to warm up on the fucking parking lot, neither of them talks, what makes you think they are probably into a fight. But right before the performance starts, we see Yuuri throwing the tissue far enough so Victor would have to lean down to reach for it, which leaded us to another iconic poke on Victor’s hairline, free to interpretation because I’ve read so many meanings behind it already, but what got me was the pat right after, as if saying “It’s okay, I forgive you”, no words needed. And what follows it’s nothing but the cherry on top of the cake of Yuuri’s character development, acknowledging Victor’s human.

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Last of Linktober, The Madness of Princess Zelda

Man outside of Hyrule castle:
> Oh hey, you there!

> I’ve seen you around playing with the princess from time to time…

> But lately the princess seems different.

> She doesn’t laugh as much anymore or take time to talk with the townspeople.

> All she does is spend her time in the castle with that absurd bird on her head.

> The queen too… She seems to have forgotten her people, wanting to go to war with the neighboring kingdoms.

> Even the Princess’s music has changed. I should know I taught her how to play.

> It sounds strange… even otherworldly and people don’t seem to notice.

> But when I said something about it she had me thrown out of the the castle….*sigh

> Do you know what happened to the princess?

I’m sorry to say this is the end of Linktober for me. I wanted to finish it off with a story…I hope to return to this someday but that may be a long while before that happens. Unfortunately life intervened…

*Note The illustration on the bottom is an older version, The one on top being the more current model.

Little Avenger - 2

Pairing: peter x reader

Summary: living with the avengers leads you to start a few new relationships. Bucky finds a family in you and peter, well he wouldn’t tell.

Author’s Note: this one is just plain cute. This part has the introduction of peter and Bucky finding the reader like a sister. It’s all fluff. it will have a couple of parts so, you’ve gotta be patient. hope you like it!

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 1903

PART - 1, 3, 4, 5, 6

Originally posted by thorsodison

You were sleeping better than a baby. How long had been since you had slept? You had something soft to lie on? Since you had such nice warmth? The faint creek of the door made your eyes flutter open. You stood up the way you were taught to, your hands were at your back and you faced a startled Natasha.

‘at ease, soldier.’ She smiled. You scrunched your nose and changed your posture. ‘I am sorry, if I woke you up.’ She sat down and patted the space next to her.

‘no, you didn’t, mam. I am trained this way.’ You sat down and put on your glasses.

‘mam? Seriously? Call me by my name. you will be living with us now; you are a part of the team.’ She kept a hand on your shoulder.

‘old habits die hard, mam.’ You rubbed your arm and she chuckled. ‘you wanted something?’

‘yeah, but, I won’t tell you until you call me by my name.’ she crossed her arms over her chest.

‘okay,’ you rolled your eyes. ‘what do you need Natasha?’ you mumbled.

‘couldn’t hear ya.’ She teased.

‘why are you here, Natasha?’ you said properly.

‘great.’ She grinned. ‘I just came here to tell that dinner’s ready,’ she stood up. ‘let’s go.’ She opened the door. You fixed your appearance before following her.

Everyone was sat at the table. Thor and Steve were chatting and laughing while Clint casually chimed in, Sam and Bucky were kicking each other under the table, Wanda and Pietro were arguing about something in their tongue and Bruce and tony were debating over a piece of paper tony was holding. You smiled seeing the childish behaviour of the mighty heroes.

Your eyes suddenly fell on a boy sitting by himself, he was looking visibly awkward and bored. He seemed to be roughly about your age, maybe older. He was looking around until he locked eyes with you. you weren’t the one to shy away and smiled. He smiled a little before looking down again. You hadn’t realized how good looking he was until now.

‘welcome to the circus.’ Natasha whispered and snapped you out of your thoughts.

‘here’s the squirrel!’ Clint declared and everyone looked at you.

‘squirrel?’ you furrowed your brows as you and Natasha joined the others.

‘well, you know how you stuffed all those weapons in there.’ Wanda pointed at you.

‘oh,’ you blushed a little.

‘quit staring, peter.’ Natasha smirked and looked at the boy.

‘I was not!’ peter defended himself and you chuckled.

‘so, when can I get my stuff back.’ You looked at everyone.

‘whenever you want.’ Tony tossed the paper aside and Bruce shot him a glare.

‘I’ll take it after this then.’ You said as you drank some water.

‘what are you going to do with it so early?’ Steve asked.

‘I’ve got to train, with my powers and the weapons. I don’t want collect rust now, do I?’ you smiled.

‘ah, mighty little warrior we have here.’ Thor grinned and so did you.

‘can I ask something?’ you set your spoon aside.

  ‘hell yeah.’ Natasha drank some water.

‘you are iron man,’ you looked at tony. ‘you’re the black widow.’ You looked at Natasha. ‘who the hell are you?’ you looked at peter and received a bunch of laughs.

‘what?!’ peter chocked on his water. ‘oh, I’m Spiderman.’ He smiled.

‘ooh, that’s nice.’ You smiled. ‘what’s your name?’

‘peter parker, yours?’ he looked at you.

‘(y/n) (y/l/n).’ you smiled. ‘I guess I’ll leave.’ You stood up.

  ‘already?’ Natasha looked at you. ‘yup, I’m not sleeping right now though, I will practice with my swords first.’ You placed the chair back. ‘good night everyone.’ You smiled and left for the gym.

 ‘peter…’ Natasha said suggestively as she noticed him looking at you again.

‘oh god, I wasn’t’ he covered his face.

‘you were staring, spidey. Don’t lie.’ Sam grinned.

‘alright! Let’s just leave it aside, bye.’ He left.

You had lost the track of time and realized you had been training for two hours straight. You sat down and drank some water. You loved the feeling you got after training, you could feel a great energy surging through you.

‘you haven’t gone to bed by now?’ tony walked in as he rubbed his eyes.

‘I was just about to leave, sir.’ You looked at him.

‘no need to call me that, kiddo.’ He sat beside you. ‘this is pretty heavy.’ He picked your sword. ‘don’t you fall along with it?’

‘I did at first, but then I made it my bitch.’ You took the sword.

‘Steve would love to have you around.’ He muttered to himself.

‘why?’ you said as you packed everything.

‘you’ll know,’ he stood up. ‘go to sleep!’ he said a s he walked out.

You slung the bag and case and left the room. you were walking in your room’s direction until you heard someone noise. You shrugged it off at first but then heard a louder one. You walked in its direction and noticed it was coming from a room. you hesitated before you knocked.

‘are you okay, sir?’ you knocked.

‘go away, kid.’ You heard his voice and realized he had been crying.

‘I will once you tell me you are okay.’ You said through the door.

‘go annoy someone else!’ he shot back.

‘I won’t!’ you said in an irritated voice and sat cross legged in front of his gate. ‘I am not leaving until you open the gate, sir! I am fucking serious!’ you crossed your arms over your chest.

He took in a deep breath, wiped his face and opened the gate. The nightmares were plenty and now, you. He looked right and left with furrowed brows.

‘over here.’ You said with a smile.

‘what do you want?’ he asked in and irritated tone.

‘you all to be happy. I just wanted to know that you are okay. And if you are not then I can help you.’ you said.

‘go to sleep,’ he sat down with you. ‘no one can help me.’ He looked down.

‘that’s not true, time doesn’t heal but it does make you stronger.’ You tried to soothe him as you read him. he noticed your eyes had turned black.

‘don’t.’ he pointed a finger at you. ‘I don’t want anyone in my brain.’ He crossed his arms over his chest.

‘then just tell me, and if you don’t want to, come with me.’ You stood up.

‘I am not telling you anything.’ He stood up with you.

‘then follow me.’ You picked your bag and case. ‘and don’t try to lock the door or anything. I can pick locks with ease.’ You walked in the direction of your room.

‘ugh,’ he groaned. ‘be nice to everyone here, Bucky.’ He imitated Steve. ‘punk forgo to include a psycho teenage girl.’ He thought.

‘heard you.’ you faced him. ‘wait here, and don’t run away.’ You said before closing the door. He carefully tried to sneak away. ‘don’t!’ you shouted from your room. he groaned and leaned against the wall.

‘come,’ you came out with a giant box and changed clothes.

‘you are able to hold that?’ he looked at you.

‘I am hella stronger than I look.’ You held the box in one hand and flexed the bicep of you free hand with a fake proud face. he finally smiled a little. ‘yay, I made Mr. grumpy pants smile.’ you smiled and he shot you a glare. ‘uh-oh, I made him grumpy again.’ You muttered.

‘the hell are you taking me?’ he finally said. ‘I am really tired, kid. Can’t you just let me ‘help’ myself.’ He looked at you.

‘trust me, will you, sir? And my name is (y/n), please stop calling me ‘kid’.’ You walked in the common room. ‘aha!’ you set the box on the table. ‘please sit down.’ You turned to him. he rolled his eyes and sat on the couch. You took out your laptop and inserted a CD in it. you then took out two fluffy blankets and tossed one at him. ‘make yourself comfortable,’ you grinned as he examined the blanket. ‘I’ll be back.’ You headed to the kitchen. You came back after a while. ‘hot, hot, hot.’ you chanted as you left the cup and made it float. You landed it on the table.

‘what are you doing?’ he asked. 

‘shh..’ you hushed him and he rested his head on the couch. You started the film and sat back grinning. ‘this is ‘the hitchhiker’s guide to the universe’ I love this movie. I watch it whenever I need to laugh.’ You wrapped the blanket around you and over your head. Bucky snickered looking at you. ‘what? You’re the one who’s got it wrong. wrap it like this.’ You looked at him.

‘the fuck I won’t.’ he stated.

‘would you like a girl hitting you and making you wrap that damn blanket?’ you glared at him.

‘you won’t.’ he said deadpanned.

‘the fuck I will.’ You said innocently.

‘fine.’ He wrapped the blanket like you.

‘now, enjoy the movie.’ You grinned. ‘and here,’ you offered him the mug and a spoon.

‘what’s this?’ he took it.

‘pot brownie.’ You said and his eyes grew wide. ‘just kidding, its brownie in a mug, try it.’

‘it’s good.’ He said as he ate.

‘glad you liked it. know hush, the movie’s on.’ You both turned to the little screen in front of you. You heard him laugh for the first time, he seemed to be enjoying the movie and his thoughts were much calmer.

‘hey, kid.’ He nudged you.

‘what?’ You looked at him.

‘thanks.’ He smiled before turning to the screen again. ‘feels nice to be treated well.’ He mumbled.

‘get used to it, I am here for a while. You guys are my family now,’ you smiled.

‘what?’ he looked at you.

‘ohana means family, family means no one gets left behind.’ You grinned.

‘you’re an idiot.’ He muttered.

‘I am an adorable idiot, I assure your sir.’ You said.

‘stop calling me sir, it feels weird.’ He said in an irritated manner.

‘you started it by calling me ‘kid’ sir.’ You tried to suppress your laughter.

‘okay, (y/n) don’t call me “sir”.’ He said calmly.

‘then what shall I call you, sir.’ You grinned.

‘call me Bucky, dum-dum.’ He rolled his eyes.

‘okay, Bucky as long as you don’t call me kid, I won’t.’ You said.

‘deal, now shut up, I wanna watch this movie.’ He concentrated on the screen.

You both didn’t realize when you fell asleep. Bucky’s head was rested on your shoulder and yours on his head. Steve walked in the room to find you both passed out in the position. He couldn’t help but laugh. He quietly clicked a picture but the sound of the snap made you both wake up. You stood up with your hands at your back, while Bucky looked all confused sitting on the couch.

‘I slept here?’ he rubbed his eyes and yawned.

‘not only that, you both were looking like baby owls. Look.’ Steve shoved his phone in Bucky’s face.

 ‘you will delete this.’ He threatened him. Steve snatched his phone back.

‘nope, I will forward it to everyone.’ He grinned.

‘the hell you won’t, punk.’ Bucky stood up.

‘oh, I will.’ Steve ran away as Bucky chased him.


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The Red Dress

Alexander x FEM!reader

Hamiltime

Author: Lil Laddie

Words: 1935

Warnings: War, kinda cheesy

A/N: I know I don’t usually do gender specific readers, so I’m very sorry for that! This imagine is actually based off of how my grandparents met in World War II. I of course changed some things, but it’s very close to my heart. My grandpa would always tell us that he saw the prettiest woman he had ever seen in a red coat in New York Square and just had to meet her! He, like Alexander in this imagine, was about to be deployed to war. So, I hope you guys enjoy this imagine! Thanks for reading! Love ya!

“I’m just saying, this revolution will be worth it. Fighting for our freedom is not something we will regret.” Alexander told his friends as they strolled down the streets of New York.

“I could not agree any less, mon ami. I can’t wait to bring freedom to my own people!” Lafayette said, all his friends nodding.

“I can’t believe we’re finally going to fight tomorrow. We’re going to be one of Washington’s men.” John smiled at the thought.

“It’s going to be amazing! The four of us fighting for something, we have wanted for so long!” Hercules joined in, his broad grin unshakable.

“I can’t believe Alexander hasn’t gone into a full on rant yet.” John laughed, glancing at his friend beside him. He was not paying attention to a single word they said.

“Um, Alexander?” Lafayette asked, snapping his fingers in his face until he turned to look at them.

“Sorry, something just caught my eye…” He trailed off, looking back at the thing that had distracted him.

“What are you…OH! Looks like Alexander’s got his eye on a girl.” Hercules slapped Alexander’s back, laughing loudly enough to catch your attention.

Alexander felt his heart skip a beat at the sight of you. You certainly stood out among the sea of women and girls walking around the town. You were dressed in a beautiful red dress in the midst of browns, blues and greens. He had never seen someone as beautiful or as intriguing as you were. He caught your eye for just a second before you quickly dropped your gaze, hiding a very prominent blush.

“She’s beautiful…” Alexander looked completely starstruck, shocking his friends. They had never seen him so…Helpless!

“Go talk to her.” John encouraged, nudging him slightly forward.

“I can’t do that! I’m leaving for the war tomorrow, I can’t just do that to her.” Alexander protested, his eyes still not moving off of you.

“You know some women find it very romantic to be writing a man at war during courtship.” Hercules stated, the others humming in agreement.

“Look at her, you think she’d want something to do with someone like me? I have nothing! No money, no title, no land. She deserves more than that and besides, she probably has someone in her life.” Alexander sighed.

“What makes you think she cares about all that? Plus, I don’t see a ring on that finger! She’s fair game.” Lafayette attempted to rise his friend’s spirits.

“You see her dress? She’s in the midst of woman in simple dresses and she is wearing a red dress made of much nicer fabric. Hercules can even back me up on this!” Alexander exclaimed.

“He’s not wrong. Then again we don’t know for sure if she truly cares about these things. Besides, what happened to not throwing away your shot?” Hercules smiled, knowing that that would get his friend’s attention.

“You’re right. What do I do?” He asked, his eyes filling with determination.

“Talk to her right now. Do not let her leave before you talk to her. Maybe get her to go on a walk with you. Then, she’ll want to write you. You can court over letters during the war and after, possibly get married. That’s the plan. Can you do it?” Hercules explained quickly.

“Yes, sir.” Alexander turned and began to approach you, who walked slowly with another young woman. He caught sight of a handkerchief on the ground and thanked the stars for his luck. “Excuse me, miss. Did you drop this?” He asked, holding out the handkerchief towards you.

You quickly searched yourself before blushing. “I believe so. Thank you, mister…” You trailed off.

“Hamilton, Alexander Hamilton. And your name, miss?” Alexander asked, holding his hand out for you to take.

“(Y/N) (L/N), Mister Hamilton. Thank you again for returning this.” You blushed as he gently pressed his lips to your hand. The two of you were completely enchanted with each other, forgetting the person that stood right beside you.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mister Hamilton. I’m Angelica Schuyler.” Angelica interrupted the moment. You almost cursed her for it, until you saw a familiar smirk on her face. “I really must be going. I’m sorry that I can’t walk you home, (Y/N).”

“I could do it! It would not be right for you to have to walk by yourself, Miss (L/N).” Alexander immediately volunteered, Angelica’s smirk only widening.

“I believe that would be perfect. It was good to see you, (Y/N).” Angelica quickly hugged you before walking away quickly.

“Shall we?” Alexander asked, holding his arm out for you.

“We shall.” You gladly took his arm, guiding him towards the direction of your house. “Thank you for walking me, Mister Hamilton.”

“It’s a pleasure to do so, Miss (L/N). And please, call me Alexander.” He smiled at you.

“Then you must call me (Y/N).” You smiled back at him, you’re heart fluttering.

“Are you a supporter of the revolution, (Y/N)?” You almost didn’t hear the question he asked. Your focus being on how easily your name rolled off his tongue.

“Of course I am! My father is actually going off to war this next week.” You slightly shuddered at the thought of your father fighting in the war. It was for a cause you supported and knew to be good, but you didn’t understand why they couldn’t just talk it out instead of resorting to violence.

“What a coincidence. I am leaving to fight tomorrow.” Alexander said, you turned to look at him in shock.

“Tomorrow?” You asked, feeling the blood leave your face.

“Yes, tomorrow. Are you feeling well, (Y/N)? You just turned very pale.” Alexander stopped, studying your face with a concerned look.

“I’m fine, it’s just…” You looked away from him, blushing at what had upset you.

“It’s just what?” Alexander asked, the concern not leaving his face.

“This may sound childish, but we just met and I was hoping we could maybe…” You trailed off again, not daring to look at Alexander’s face. Too bad that meant you missed the smile that lit up his face.

“That we might court?” Alexander asked, his face bright and happy.

“Um, yes.” You looked at his smile and couldn’t help one to slowly grow on your face.

“I hoped for the same thing. I can write you during the war and when we get back we can truly court each other.” Alexander reassured you, the both of you turning to resume your walk with grins.

“I would enjoy that very much, Alexander.” You couldn’t hide the excitement in your voice.

“As would I, (Y/N).” He said.

The two of you continued the rest of your walk talking about your likes and dislikes. You were very disappointed when you reached your house. This would be the last time you would seem him until after the war. Even then, there was still a chance that he wouldn’t return from the war.

“You will get a letter from me as soon as it is possible for me to send one. I hope you will write me back.” Alexander grinned, taking your hand in his kissing it once again very lightly.

“I hope I can wait that long to hear from you. I barely know you, yet it feels like my heart is already yours.” You blushed, your hand tingling from his touch. You waved goodbye to him and walked up the stairs to your house, seeing your mother and father watching from the window.

“Who was that?” Your mother asked in excitement.

“An extraordinary man. He’s leaving for the war tomorrow and wants me to write him while he’s away.” You smiled at the thought.

“She’s got it bad.” Your father smirked at your dreamy expression.

~~~

Through the long years of the war, you wrote Alexander daily. It was hard for you to hear the horrors he faced at war, but still each letter made your day as it did for Alexander. Everyone in camp could tell when Alexander had read your letter of the day due to his love sick expression. General Washington had began to tease him about it after a couple months into the war, the rest of the camp quickly joining in.

You also got plenty of letters from your father, claiming that Alexander was just as amazing as you had said he was. He told you on multiple accounts of how Alexander had saved the army from its own destruction. Your father wanted you to marry Alexander as soon as the war was over. Alexander agreed with his idea immediately. He couldn’t wait to see your expression after the war, when he was planning to tell you.

Each day you had the same process of running to meet the mailman and tearing Alexander’s letter open as soon as it was in your hands. This was, until you heard the cheers of people saying you had won the war. America was free and that meant Alexander was finally coming home. When this news reached you and your mother, you both had the idea. The two of you rushed to get ready for their arrival.

“(Y/N), quick! Put something nice on before Alexander get’s here. He will surely ask for your hand.” Your mother grinned, ushering you up the stairs.

You looked through your wardrobe in a hurry, not knowing what to put on. That’s when it caught your eye. The red dress you had worn when you met Alexander. The dress that had luckily caught his eye and his interest.

You put it on, hearing a knock on the door downstairs. You could hear your mother answer the door, welcoming Alexander into your house. Taking one last glance in the mirror, you ran down the stairs. Sure it was unladylike, but you could not wait to see Alexander again.

“Alexander.” You gasped at the sight of him, tears springing to your eyes.

“(Y/N).” He grinned, looking at the beautiful red dress that had brought them this far. “I see you thought of me when you choose that dress.” He smirked, slowly raising his arms out for a hug.

You laughed, running to his embrace. He held you tightly, the two of you not noticing the tears you both had streaming down your faces. Neither did you notice your parents in the corner of the room, watching the two of you with smiles.

“When are you going to tell her that I agreed to let you marry her as soon as possible?” Your father called out.

You looked between the two men in shock before pulling Alexander’s face to yours. He melted into it, the two of you clinging to each other as if your lives depended on it. You pulled away, panting slightly. Luckily your parents had left during the kiss, but you still couldn’t shake your shock. You were going to marry Alexander Hamilton. After years of writing him in the war, you were finally going to marry him.

“I love you.” You looked up at him, never wanting to look away.

“I love you too.” He smiled at you, “And I promise I’m never going to leave your side again. Those years at war were too long. I never want to be that far apart again.”

“Agreed.” You nodded, pulling him in for another kiss.

The years of the war had been long and painful, but they were finally over. You could finally be with the man you had grown to love, in a nation that was finally free.

Scars ~ Daryl Dixon/Reader

I hope you guys don’t mind me putting this here until I start another blog for my other fandom writing, but this was a request I got off a friend who wants me to do more The Walking Dead writing..


There was something that intrigued you about Daryl Dixon, he was a changed man since back when you had first met at the CDC. He was less volatile, more caring. You’d gone from having playful banter to just silent glances. The way his eyes would look over at you was driving you crazy, as if he were trying to memorise your body. You’d both barely spoken since the accidental kiss you both shared before managing to secure the prison. You caught his eyes as you were sitting across from him at a table inside the prison, pushing around the plate of vegetables that had been placed in front of you. You noted that this time the look he was giving you was different, a spark seemed to be evident in his features. You stood silently from the table and excused yourself, walking into the prison building, making your way towards your cell. You had tried to make it as private as possible, a crude curtain hanging down that was made from old bed sheets.

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To all the terfs:

If I see one more post about how trans women aren’t women I’m going to fuck you up.

Have you ever considered that trans women are more of a woman than you could ever be? 

They risk more-than-unlikely abuse to feel like the women they are. Have you ever had to do that? No, you probably never thought twice about your genitals. But god forbid someone wanting to change their body.  God-fucking-forbid someone wanting to be themselves. Jesus-Christ-wearing-crocs-forbid someone making themselves happy.

If you’re trans and you’re reading this, keeping being the beautiful you! And if you’re closeted, remember there is no shame in wanting to be yourself. Insist on people using the right pronouns and calling you the right name. That’s who you are and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

(This all applies to trans men too. I just see too many trans-women-are-not-women posts.) 

Miracle

Summary: After finding out some wonderful news you have a bit of a fight with your husband, Bucky, about how he needs to be more careful.
Warnings: Language, verbal fighting, sexual ideas, and I think that’s it.
A/N: I am soooooo sorry this took forever and a day to get out.


You were sitting out on the balcony of your apartment with a nice cup of tea. The weather had finally cooled down a little bit, which you were thankful for. You had received some life changing news the other day and you were still a little shocked. It was wonderful news though and you were happy.

Needing to share the news with Bucky was something you wanted desperately, but you wanted to tell him in person. Bucky was away on a mission at the moment, or so you thought.

The sound of the balcony door opening caught your attention. You turned around to the sight of your husband. You immediately put you drink down and met Bucky with a tight hug. “I missed you doll.” He kissed the top of your head and your hugged him tighter. “I missed you too.” You were always so worried every time he went away on a mission. He winced a little and you pulled back frowning. “I’m sorry!” He chuckled and shook his head pulling you back into his arms. “It’s okay doll. Just not so tight.”

He smiled down at you as he caresses your cheek and gently met your lips. After him being away for two weeks kissing him felt like a dream. You could feel yourself melting away into the kiss when he pulled away. “How about we take this into the bedroom?” You nodded your and pulled him back into a kiss. He picked you up causing you to wrap your legs around him as he carried you to the bedroom.

Your back met the mattress with a soft thud and Bucky’s lips left yours so he could remove his shirt. There was a problem though when he removed it. Your eyes widened at the scene in front of you. You sat up to look injury right below his right rib cage. There lied a huge cut with several stitches and some severe bruises. “Bucky, what the hell happened?”


He looked down to his injuries and shook his head. “Y/N, babe it’s nothing I promise. I’ve had worse.” Bucky leans back in to kiss you, but you stop him immediately by placing your hands on his chest. “That’s not nothing.” You were upset because you knew he would put himself in danger from time to time while on missions.


Sighing, Bucky leaned back on his calves as he ran his hands through his hair. “Doll, do we have to do this? I promise I’ll be careful next time.” He look at you with a pleasing look to drop it, but you were far from dropping the subject.


“You say that everytime, Bucky! And yet you still come home battered and bruised!” You had now positioned yourself against the headboard with your arms crossed. “I’m scared what might happen one day. You put yourself in constant danger. What if you never come home to us?”


“Y/N, my job is to….” Bucky scooted closer to you. “Wait. What do you mean us?” You haven’t even realized what you had said a few seconds earlier. You took a deep breath and reached for Bucky’s hand. “Bucky, I’m pregnant.”


The two of you were married a little over two years ago and ever since then you had been trying for a baby. After eight months of trying you decide to go to the doctor. The news wasn’t good, being that doctor said there was a one in a million chance of getting pregnant. Both of you were heartbroken, but that didn’t stop you from trying. And just the other day you found out that you were finally able to conceive.


Tears were forming in Bucky’s eyes when he realized what you had said. You placed his hand on your stomach as you leaned your forehead against his. After a few minutes Bucky finally spoke. “When did you find out?”


“Just the other day. I wanted to tell you so bad, but I wanted to do it in person.” You now felt tears of your own falling across your cheeks. Bucky’s hands went to your cheeks and caressed them gently. “We have our little miracle.” The smile he was wearing was one you had never seen before. It touched your heart and the tears started to fall even more. “We do. We have our miracle.” Bucky brushed your tears away.


“I can’t believe it. I’m gonna be a dad.” He was in awe and you knew how much this meant to him. There were countless nights where the two of you would talk about having children. Bucky wanted a girl. A “mini you” he would say. You picked at him saying you wanted a mini James. Right now though you were thankful beyond words for the baby growing inside you. Whether it be a boy or a girl.


“I love you, Y/N. So so much.” He pulled you into a kiss as his arms surrounded you. You wrapped your arms around him gently, not wanting to hurt his injuries. He pulled away and leaned down to where he was able to kiss your stomach. “I promise I’ll be careful. I won’t put myself in harms way. I’ll always come home to you. Both of you.”


You smiled as your ran your fingers through his hair. “I love you too, Bucky. And I know our little Barnes will too.”


A few weeks had passed and the two of you were at your doctor’s office for a regular check up. Something happened that day. More news. Wonderful news. The two of you found out you had been blessed with twins


It truly was a miracle.

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Anonymous submitted (Prompto x Reader fic): 

I couldn’t resist writing something for Prompto! He’s such a sweetheart! (I was writing during my breaks at work so it’s not the best sorry)

Originally posted by saigonofantaji

Reaching Lestallum was a relief after the days of travel and even Gladio was taking full advantage of the chance to rest in a place that wasn’t a tent or a caravan (although the bodyguard was full of it if he thought he could tease you saying you’d taken a two hour shower, changing the time on the clocks didn’t work when you had your own watch).

The big idiot had seemed to lose some great weight off his shoulders when he saw Iris and you would’ve teased him if you hadn’t seen the sheer relief on her face when she saw her brother. The two were now quietly catching up with the requisite teasing involved and you were happy for them.

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thank you for the request @jaythenabokovgirl <3 and im glad you like my blog <3, i hope this is okay, it´s a pretty sensitive topic so please tell me if there´s anything that makes you uncomfortable, and i´ll change it.

same mc, same..


Jumin

-he had only meant to wipe up some food on your chin, he knew something was off, when you flinched and pulled away like he had raised a hand on you

-he would apologize for startling and tell you he would always be there when you were ready to tell him

-when you do tell him he´d softly take your hand

-”i´m sorry you had to go trough that, i wish i could have been there to protect you”

-he´s very gentle after that, and makes sure to not move too fast, making it so that he won´t startle you again

-your abuser/s would get their ass sued/ be broke 


Zen

-zen is very hands on, but as soon as you pulled away, or it was clear you wasn´t comfortable, he´d pull away. he just thought you liked your personal space or were shy.

-he was practicing his lines i the living room and you were enthusiastically watching him, when he said that word

-he noticed how you clenched your fists and drew your legs closer to you and got on his knees in front of you to ask what was bothering you.

-when you tell him, he tears up and apologizes over and over again, he went trough something very similar and would never wish it upon someone else. especially not his princess

-gives up on practicing and cuddles with you the rest of the day/night


Yoosung

-he´d noticed you go stiff whenever he hugged you, but did´nt really think much of it 

-you two were playing lolol together and getting really into it, when yoosung suddenly raised his voice at the game

-it startled you so much you dropped the controller, when yoosung looks over and sees your eyes tearing up he immediately turns of the game to comfort you

-when you tell him, the boy is in tears 

-”i´m so sorry mc!! i´ll never ever raise my voice like that, ever again!!”


Jaehee

-jaehee is not very touchy feely so you´ll be the one making a move, most of the time

-you two were on a date, when your abuser walked by.

-you immedeatly grabbed unto jaehee, hoping they would´nt notice you

-when jaehee asks you what´s wrong all you can do, is point in your abusers direction with a “they hurt me really bad, when i was a child”

-jaehee is silent for a few seconds, and then heads straight in their direction

-rip in pieces u fucking piece of shit, they just got beat up


707

-seven loves cuddling, but so far he´s made sure to be very gentle with you, so you were never startled.

-his background check had showed that you moved away from home at a very young age, but obviously not why 

-he asks you about it one day over dinner

-you almost drop your fork, and seven is immediately alert 

-”mc..what happened?” he carefully asks reaching out for your hand

-when you spill it, in one long sentence, seven goes white as a sheet

-rubs little circles into your hand, to calm you down and assures you, your abuser will never get near you ever again

-after that he always asks for consent before hugging you,kissing you. everything

-your abusers life is ruined in less than a week.

Family

Request: Jason’s wife is shot accidentally when a street kid mugs her and Jason arrests the kid and takes his wife to the hospital and when his wife wakes up she convinces Jason to bail the kid out and let him stay in their apartment because she doesn’t blame him for shooting her and he’s just a kid who is trying to survive on the street. At first Jason doesn’t like the idea (because the kid shot his s/o) but then he realizes that the kid is kinda like him when he was younger and just family fluff

Warnings: Slight swearing

AN: There were other blogs with this request so I tried to change it up a bit to avoid copying.  Sorry.  Also sorry this took so long.

Pain was a bitch; something that you heard all your life.  Which was also, something that you never understood until now.  You had been walking home from the store when you were pulled into an alleyway.  By a kid with a gun pointing in your direction.  You put your hands up in to show you meant no harm.  Slowly, you walked towards him, being stopped by his shout.  “Don’t walk any closer or I’ll… I’ll shoot.”  

He didn’t mean it, there was no way he did.  The hand with the gun shook violently, along with his voice.  Calmly, you called back “I’m not going to hurt you.  What’s your name?”  He called back with a tremor “Jake.”  You stepped forward slowly “That’s great Jake, I’m Y/N.”  With the distracted boy, you reached towards your phone to call Jason.  And then you felt it.  A searing pain ripped through your side, making you fall to the ground.  You saw the blood pooling out and you laid there.  The last thing you heard was the boy apologizing repeatedly.  


When you woke up you heard the beeping of machines around you.  Your eyes were closed, but you could feel a pressure on your arm.  Struggling, you opened your eyes to see Jason asleep, on your arm.  You wiggled your fingers, which had woken him up.  He sat up and looked at you with red eyes.  He pulled you into a hug and said “I thought something happen-” You cut him off “Jason I’m fine. See?”

The nurse walked in with a smile and said  “Hello, you look fine so we’d like to release you today.  Any questions?”  “Where’s the kid?”  Her smile faltered for a second but her composure was regained when she answered.  “He’s currently waiting to be put into juvie,” she paused and then continued, “Ok let’s get into those discharge papers!”  

After the papers, Jason walked you to the car. You turned to your boyfriend and pleaded “We can’t let him go to Juvie.”  He replied “Y/N he almost killed-.”  You stopped walking and protested “But he didn’t. He was just like you Jason, do you want him to live like you did?”

He grumbled but let out a small ok.  Soon, the two of you were at the center to bail him out.  After paying the bail, you saw Jake pushed out of the door and towards you.  The guard scoffed when he saw Jake stand there.  “Do you want to go to juvie kid?”  Jason beat you to the kid.  He saw himself in the kid.  Which just made him want to help the kid. You walked over to the two of them and put your arms around them.  You smiled, “Hey Jake, this is Jason. We want you to live with us if that’s fine.”  He was confused.  He shot you and you wanted to adopt him?  He asked “But why?”  

You opened your mouth, but Jason answered first.  “Look kid, I get where you’re coming from, I lived it.  We want to help you.  But pull that shit again and you’re out.”  Jake smiled and hugged both of you, and thanked you.


It was weeks after you took Jake in.  And it was the best decision you made.  “Jake you’re gonna be late if you don’t hurry,” you called.  Footsteps were heard racing towards you and soon you were tackled into a hug.  Your son peered up at you, feigning innocence. “Can I stay home.  I feel sick.”  And he added a small cough just to be sure.  You laughed at his plan.  Faking shock you said “You poor sick thing.  You can’t go to school.”  Jason snuck up and slung Jake around his shoulders.  Playing along he said, “Oh no.  I guess you’ll have to stay in bed all day,”  “Doing nothing” he added with a grin.

Jake snapped out of his “sickness” and said “Me sick?  I’ve never felt better.  Well there’s the bus gotta go.”  And he raced out the door.  You turned to Jason and laughed “I’m glad we took him in.”  He kissed your forehead and responded, “You and me both.”

CONFESSION: 

When my best friend dragged me into her obsession with Dragon Age after the first game came out, I honestly wasn’t as into it as she wanted me to be. And then I really started playing it, and it was almost like the characters were real with how well written they are.
After she died last year, I couldn’t play Inquisition anymore. I kept expecting Solas, her absolute favorite character, to say something about it. I kept expecting her Inquisitor’s best friend Dorian to be waiting in the library to comfort my character.
But their dialogue didn’t change. They had affected our lives so much that I expected us to have affected them, but they were the same, and it broke me. I still can’t play it very much before I have to stop.


Mod Note: We’re so sorry for your loss Confessor