sorry if this one is a little hard to see~

Dating Draco Malfoy Would Include...

Originally posted by daz-zling-bling

I made one for Draco too :)


  • Taking months for Lucius to ‘accept’ you
  • S e x
  • You being the big spoon because even though Draco acts with a lot of pride, he still loves to be held
  • You refusing to get house elves
  • Draco understanding completely
  • Ruffling his hair
  • “Y/N, stop that!”
  • “But you look so cuuute!”
  • Draco soon loving it when you ruffle his hair
  • Having a pet cat that sometimes makes Draco jealous
  • “Sorry, babe.  No cuddles right now.  The cat got here first.”
  • *puppy eyes* “But Y/NNN!”
  • *smirks* “Maybe later.”
  • Then jealous sex (Don’t worry the cat has left the room)
  • You being able to turn him on in .5 seconds
  • Making fun of him for it
  • “You just get hard so easily it’s am–”
  • “SHUT UP!”
  • “Hehe.”
  • You giving Draco little kisses 24/7 which brighten up his mood anyday
  • Him being extremely protective
  • You being extremely protective
  • Lots of sarcasm
  • You being the one to come up from behind him and wrap your arms tightly around him
  • You being the only one Draco will show his shy vulnerable side to
  • Narcissa loving seeing you make her son so happy
  • Neck kisses
  • The professors at Hogwarts secretly talking about how cute of a couple you two are
  • Once in the Slytherin common room late at night you found Draco sleeping on the couch holding a small raggedy teddy bear
  • Never telling him you saw it
  • You being there for Draco after he gets his dark mark
  • He tries to distance himself from you during that year but you will not let it happen
  • Draco reminding you how much he loves you and cares for you every single day
  • Draco’s wedding vows lasting literally ten minutes
  • PDA
  • Him making sure no other man comes within ten feet of you unless he deems it okay
  • Stolen kisses
  • He smiles at you nonstop
  • You can make him blush
  • Like really red
  • That beautiful pale skin tinted pink
  • Deep talks in the middle of the night with two cups of tea
  • He loves making you laugh
  • You both love art
  • His behavior changes a lot depending on the people around him, but you always being there for him

Please let me know what you thought of it and what I could do better next time!

Sorry for all the langst if ya don't like it buttttt..

SPOILERS AHEAD

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Can we just talk about the comic for a second? I would first like to pull into attention this panel

here they are talking about the sphynx’s riddle. Its a little hard to see, but that is in fact Lance talking. he mentions how his heart has been broken before but is now stronger. First of all, I thought like, holy quiznak thats out of character?? but maybe its not, maybe he is for once being real? I dont know, I might be over thinking this one, but its okay becuase overthinking is fun. To me it also sounds like maybe a cry for help, given the probable context of the next one.

okay, when I read this page, my entire being pretty much died. like, okay. Its pretty damn obvious here, not only is the sphynx calling lance out for being pathetic, but Lance doesn’t disagree. Again, something that is pretty out of character for this kid, given how he acted when they were rescuing the princess from earlier. This guy knows what goes on in Lance’s head, and after saying that, Lance couldn’t argue because he views himself as pathetic as well. this rounds back to season two when they are trying to get Slav out of prison, when he talks about being a seventh wheel.

I guess what I’m trying to get at is, Lance obviously has something going on. Not only is he homesick, but he can also feel himself being pushed aside, like he kinda was in season two, and kinda in general. and none of that helps with the self doubt and possibly even hate that he already has for himself. He is very good at not letting it show through, but I honestly think there are some serious mental issues happening with him. And, seeing as though this show isn’t afraid of making Shiro’s PTSD clear, I’m pretty sure that Lance’s insecurities are much much more than just that. That they are so bad that he feels he has to pretend to be someone else just to seem happy. 


But I could be completely wrong, he could simply be thinking about the thousands of hours hes probably wasted  watching cat videos. I guess we will find out though, huh? Just some food for thought, good night everyone!

(on a lighter note, I think o see some Klance goin on in the first pic too~)

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*Spoilers*

I’m dying! One of Ford’s notes in the Journal said “Figure out what a ‘silver fox’ is and why everyone keeps calling me one.” XD So, I made these little doodles. Sorry if they’re a little hard to read/see. It’s 4am, I’ll try to sketch something more decent next time. Lol.

Imagine Jensen flirting and giving you his number while you take pictures of him during an event.

“Mr Ackles! Mr Ackles right here! Here!”

“Jensen! Jensen here!”

“Mr Padalecki please here!”

“Jensen can you look here? Please!”

“Mr Padalecki, here here!”

“Here! Jared!”

You could almost feel dizzy at times like this, with everybody shouting around you, pushing and pulling to get a good picture of whatever celebrity it was that was walking in front of you at the moment. But it was your job. The flashes, screams and shouts, some hits here and there were all part of your job and you loved it to pieces. You were a photographer, one unlike any other though. Apart from the photoshoots you did for the numerous magazines you worked in you loved stepping outside your comfort zone and taking pictures of celebrities in whatever event it was yourself. Most of your bosses were skeptical about it at first but once you actually showed them the photos you’d take they would immediately let you do your thing. So you could say you did some of the reporter part as well.

You chuckled at everybody’s enthusiasm and continued with taking your photos, not really caring if they’d look directly at the camera. You’d taken some of the best photos in your life when they wouldn’t look in the camera and do their thing. That and maybe, just maybe, it was because you felt your breath and all words get caught in your throat whenever you noticed that the green-eyed older man was getting closer. You had a crush on him, and he was just one of the few men you really admired so much in your life – both of his work and character. Your friend’s would tease you endlessly about it but you were willing to take it. It was Jensen Ackles after all, you could take anything for him and from him.

You snapped more photos of him, looking occasionally at them to see if they were good enough. You continued, smiling softly when you saw that boyish grin that would make your heart flutter. You tilted your camera to get a better view of him and that was when you noticed it. Your breath got caught in your throat when you actually saw him look into your camera. Of course you tried to tell yourself not to think much about it because you were just another photographer in a sea of people, cameras… oh yeah and fans of course with plenty of posters and photos to sign.

But then his eyes remained focused on you and you actually frowned. You bit your lip and looked down at your camera. You glanced up only to see him take off his glasses and his smile turn into an almost smirk. The shouting kept going but he didn’t seem all that interested in any of them like his friend seemed to. You heard some whines from fans that were nearby, when he walked past them and you felt a little bad for them because they really wanted them to sign their photos.

“Jensen, Jensen please!” you heard some of them and he paused, giving them a charming grin.

“I’ll be right back, just a second yeah?” he shouted, trying to be heard over all of the noise.

Your eyes all but widened as while taking the photos you actually saw him turn in your direction and get closer. You snapped more photos but for a moment you felt frozen in your place when he flashed you that smile so you decided to focus on your camera. You looked down at it, supposedly interested in the photos you’d taken more than the man approaching you. Because he was. And how did you know that? Well:

“Hey there” you heard a deep voice say, not as deep as you were used to hearing on the show. But sure as hell your head snapped up before you could realize it.

Your eyes were wide as you looked right and left, even behind before finally meeting his eyes “Me?” you pointed at yourself and he chuckled, fixing his glasses.

“Yeah, yeah actually you. Don’t think there is a single man that would want to talk to anyone else with you in the crowd.

“I uh-” you giggled – like a freaking schoolgirl! - and looked down for a moment “Thanks, I guess?”

“Don’t thank me, miss (Y/l/n).” he shook his head, smiling a little nervously (for real?). You glanced down to see you really had your ID of sorts hanging from your neck.

“I’m sorry.” you laughed, shaking your head at realizing how stupid you really must have sounded “I just- I am trying really hard not to fangirl

“No, for real. Don’t- Don’t apologize.” he rubbed the back of his neck, glancing at Jared for a second “I am really the one that should be fanboying.” he chuckled and your eyebrows shot up.

“Wh-what?”

“You- I just really admire your work, and I don’t mean just the magazines. I’ve been following your blog for as long as I can remember.” he breathed out and at that moment you felt all air get knocked out of your lungs.

You opened your mouth to speak but another voice was heard that made him look the other way “Jens?” you recognized it as Jared’s voice and once you looked back at the man in front of you, you heard him sigh.

“Always the worst timing.” he mumbled to himself and you chewed on your lower lip.

“Uhm so (Y/n)-” pursed his lips for a moment, chewing softly on it for a moment “Uh can I borrow that?” he spoke to a fan right next to you that was holding a pen for Jared as it seemed to sign along with a small photo.

“Sure” she giggled and you watched curiously.

“Thanks sweetheart.” he grinned before turning to you. You almost jumped as you felt a shock of electricity that ran through your hand once he took hold of your palm.

You saw him scribble down something before handing the pen back to the girl, just in time as Jared came to sign the photo. Jensen gave you one last big smile before he was shoved by his friend to move forward.

The last thing you heard was “See you in a week.” from before looking down to see a number written on your hand with a ‘Call me ;)’ below it.

You could swear your heart stopped beating at that moment and everything stopped functioning in general. But there was only one question that still was not answered: What was it in a week?

boyfriend!wonho
  • OKAY LEMME SIT YOU DOWN AND TELL YOU ABOUT THE LOML
  • this boy would love you with all of his entire heart
  • he would message you every single day to check up on you and make sure that you are okay
  • and then when he’s away on tour he would constantly send you little videos of everything that’s happening
  • i mean you’re gonna know when hyunwoo is going for a shit and when kihyun’s voice breaks in rehearsals because it’s the funniest thing ever
  • has adorable pet names for you like ‘princess’ and 'baby’
  • also calls you silly, over-the-top ones like 'seashell’ and 'sugarplum’ to make you laugh
  • honestly his life goal would be to make you laugh every single day
  • feels so sorry that he can’t be around as much as he’d like but you’re so understanding because you know it has always been his dream to be an idol
  • and seeing him work so hard makes you understand just how much he wants it
  • sometimes you make him watch no mercy back just so that you can make fun of the fact he managed to unexpose™ himself
  • forcing him to eat and take days off from the gym so that he can recover
  • and telling him that you love him just as much without abs because it makes his tummy more comfortable for cuddles
  • OH MY LORD CUDDLES
  • he is the cuddle master
  • will cuddle you whenever
  • lying on the sofa? cuddles
  • standing in line at the supermarket? cuddles
  • you surprise him at practise? cuddles
  • his arms are constantly around you waist or shoulders and his fingers are always entwined with yours
  • will always ask you to stay over even though he shares a room with three other boys
  • and always does a cute lil pout when you say no
  • then will always offer to stay rounds yours instead but you gotta tell him no because the boys need him more than you do
  • doesn’t give two shits about pda around the boys though
  • will kiss you, hug you, grab your ass in front of them
  • mostly because you’re always barging into practises and into the dorm to feed them
  • BECAUSE IT IS NOT OKAY FOR MONSTA X TO STARVE THEMSELVES ON YOUR WATCH
  • he always wants to do spontaneous things like go to the park at 2am or hire bikes and cycle along the han river when you’re in the middle of doing laundry
  • i bet he actually gives the best massages ever
  • when he sees that you’re stressed he’ll slowly knead your shoulders and relax all of the knots in the muscles
  • the most caring ever™
  • will also send you dirty messages at the most inappropriate times
  • like when you’re out for lunch with your parents or babysitting
  • mostly does it when he’s on tour because he knows you can’t just go round and see him to relieve the horniness that he has created
  • speaking of horny wonho…
  • this boy would be an absolute god in bed because come on, it’s wonhoe
  • can be very soft and gentle because he loves and cherishes you with all of his heart
  • but will also fuck you backstage on a dressing table whilst making you beg to cum because he’s an utter dick
  • like before he goes away on tour, the two of you have really loving, sweet 'going away on tour and not going to see each other for a moth’ sex
  • but when he gets back… boooooooy you’ve got lost time to make up for
  • counter sex
  • wall sex
  • floor sex
  • sofa sex
  • all the sex
  • and then so much love and aftercare
  • never wants to hurt you and will always ask if you’re okay and enjoying yourself
  • also loves it when you take control and tease the fuck outta him… literally
  • you’re never afraid to express your emotions around him and vice versa because you have so much trust and love for each other it’s unreal
  • sometimes he just sits and cries while you hold him because it all gets too much for him
  • and he’d do exactly the same for you in a heartbeat
  • fighting is rare but when it happens, it happens because it will be over something important
  • normally if either of you get annoyed you’ll go away and cool off
  • but if something serious happens then there will be shouting… a lot of it
  • but i don’t feel like fighting could ever last long because the two of you hate spending time apart
  • and then you’d talk it all out between you and even if it wasn’t fully resolved, you’d go back to normal as best as possible
  • the best part right now, okay?
  • kissing shin hoseok would be the best thing to ever happen to you
  • honestly
  • the best
  • he has the bestest, softest lips on any human ever and I also bet that he’s an amazing kisser
  • will tease you lots by pulling away just before you lips touch
  • but will move softly and slowly, just the way you love it
  • his hands will be in your hair, or on your waist pulling you towards him
  • that boy’s tongue knows exactly what it’s doing I’m telling you
  • and when it gets more heated, don’t be surprised when he pulls you on top of him or pushes you against a wall
  • he will always take silly candid pictures of you doing normal mundane things
  • like drinking coffee and making the bed
  • and then when he’s lying in the dorm in bed or on tour he’ll look through all the photos and get all happy and nostalgic
  • but he doesn’t know that you do exactly the same thing
  • honestly, couple-everything
  • i know it’s cheesy but he loves it
  • the two of you have couple t-shirts and rings and mugs and necklaces and phone cases and blankets and phone wallpapers
  • and sometimes you accidentally turn up to a date wearing similar outfits and you both just die of giggles
  • like once you both wore literally the same ripped jeans, a plain white t-shirt and trainers for a coffee date and you’ve never gotten over it
  • but if you send him a picture in the morning of you wearing your couple t-shirt, he’ll immediately swap whatever he’s wearing and put on his too, even if you aren’t going to see each other
  • Introducing you to him mum would be such a big thing for the both of you because he adores her so much
  • he would take you to her café after it has closed and the three of you would sit down and talk for hours
  • and she’d tell you loads of funny embarrassing stories while he sits and whines about it
  • and you can just tell that she’s so incredibly proud by everything that he’s achieved
  • and loves him with all of her heart
  • and you can’t help but feel the same
  • when it gets late he’ll take her home, whether it’s walking her or driving/getting a taxi
  • and when he drops you home after he’ll burst with happiness after you tell him how much you love him mum
  • and then he’ll tell you that she loved you too
  • AND YOU’LL ALL JUST BE SO HAPPY
  • my heart has officially stopped beating now
  • but okay just imagine hoseok as you’re boyfriend he would be the most caring, loving person ever
  • whoever gets to marry him is literally the luckiest person in the entire world tbh
Bts reaction to you having a choking kink

Request 1: Hi! Bts reaction to you holding on to him and thrusting up during sex while moaning. 💖💖💖thank you!

Request 2: BTS reaction to you asking them to choke you during rough sex? Thanks

There I go again with the mixing of requests.

WARNING: DADDY CONTENT. This isn’t a representation of sexual abuse. Is a version of two party agreement.


Jin

You were holding on him so tightly, even Jin was feeling the scratches on his back. And honestly it was getting out of control. You knew his back was his pride and any scratches you left on his back meant he can’t show his back for a while. Automatically his hand locked itself around your neck, gentely choking you. “I was clear when I said no scratches on my back. But you just never listen, do you?” He said as he thrusted so hard you choked out a moan containing the word “Yes.”

Yoongi

Yoongi hated when you were quiet during sex. He liked to hear you mewing and begging. It made him proud of his work, but sometimes you were keeping quiet on purpose, then Yoongi just snapped. Just like he did now. His hand wrapped around your neck touching the exact place to make your head lightweighted. “You wanna keep quiet? Fine. Now you won’t be able to say anything at all, huh princess?” with every word he delivered a new harder thrust and make your eyes water with tears, but after all, that’s why you kept quiet.

Namjoon

Namjoon hold a certain pride in choking you. He liked the whole idea of it. The way his fingers will just wrap around your neck, making your voice stop, was giving him such a strong feeling of pride that no one else knows how to touch you but him. When he wanted an answer he’ll loose his fingers giving you time to breath in which he just pound into you so hard, the oxygen will come out of your lungs. “Such a beautiful girl. Daddies girl.”

Hoseok

Hobi didn’t like to choke you honestly. He only did as apunishment, when you were such a bad girl, Hoseok just had to make you pay. He knew that no punishment made you behave like when he choked you. You were his little girl and when your oxygen was stopped you knew not to mess with him and that things were serious. But instead of letting you go, this whole situation turned him on even more and he thrusted into you so hard, you had to hold on to him.

Jimin

You both liked choking. He choked you somtimes to the brink of unconciousness. And just before you feel like you can take it anymore, he will loose his hand from around your neck. Gently kissing your neck over and over again. “Daddy loves you so much. You did great. I’m sorry if I went a little overbroad it’s just that I can’t control myself when you look at me with those eyes. Y/n baby, stop teasing, I’m trying to be gentle here. That was it! You want me to fuck you, I’ll fuck you.” H said as he thrusted in you balls deep, making you cry out loud.

Taehyung

Tae just loved choking you. That was it. It’s one of his biggest kinks. Thrusting hard into you, seeing your body bounce so hard because of the thrusts he delivered. Your hair messy, your lips chanting his name like a prayer, the diamond Gucci custom made choker shining on your neck. It was the highest class leather with diamonds on it. When he tugged on it, your face became pure perfection. “A beautiful kitten with a beautiful pussy are you? That’s right. Try to tell daddy how much you love it when he tuggs on it.”

Jungkook

Respect and discipline was all Jungkook asked for in the bedroom. No messy acts, no going out of line, unless…when you were so crazily beautiful, he just couldn’t control himself. Layed in front of him, naked, only the knee-high socks covering your feet. A beauty. But…disrespectful one. “You really had to do that? You really want to try my patience, do you? On your hands and knees!” But on your hands and knees he could control himself. He couldn’t, however, when you turned around, meowing like a little kitten, begging him to go a little faster. He lost it all. His hand wrapped itself tightly around your neck, his lips inches away from your ear. “Like this?” and the golden man just couldn’t let his pride get hurt, hwne he thrusted into you so hard, you became putty in his hands.


Masterlist

CONFESS YOUR SINS, LOVE OR WHATEVER EMOTION YOU FEEL TOWARDS WHOEVER. WHAT HAVE YOU IMAGINED? MOMMY,A.K.A ME, WILL LISTEN.

Also we are playing “Would you rather” so tag along.

*Requests are closed*

Noiseless (MET with FemReader) fluff drabble

Originally posted by lightninglime

(( gif not mine ))

(A/n): Guess who feels bad for not writing shit

Request:  Can another platonic mark x Tyler x Ethan x reader where the reader is very sensitive to noise and gets stuck in the middle of a large group of fans screaming for mark. And Tyler gets super protective trying to get her out of the situation. Sorry if I didn’t explain that well.

Warnings: You can bet your ass there is fluff and swearing sewn together with a mass amount of bullshit

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“Wow, today is really nice!” (Y/n) called heartily.

A group of six were making their way into a large park like area. Several clouds roamed idly against a blue background. The mass amounts of fluff blocked some rays of the sun, making the air perfectly warm and peacefully shady.

“Yeah! You really picked this one well, Mark.” Ethan commented.

Mark took a second to grin at him, triumph backing his gesture “I know, I’m just that great.”

Amy and (Y/n) laughed together after the youtuber had spoken. The blonde girl said “Pretty good for not checking the weather report.”

Mark had his cheeks puffed in response, allowing his smile to falter as he pouted childishly. The six continued to walk, swimming in a chorus of laughs.

“We are pretty late.” Tyler offered “There is most likely going to be a lot of people waiting…”

“Well sorry! I had to floof my hair!” Mark defended.

“For power.” (Y/n) added.

Sooner or later, they all crossed the large green field; drawing near to the park portion. Kathryn had said that they were planned to meet up at one of the large spruce trees in the area. Getting to the tree wasn’t very hard, though from just a little bit away, they were finally seeing how many people were really there.

A lot.

As they approached, a few began to see the youtubers and started cheering. A chain reaction caused most everyone else to scream as well.

A lot of the cheers were dedicated toward their ring leader Mark. Not very loud, until they were standing amongst the fans themselves. Mark was smiling gaily as he raised his arms, erupting more screams from the audience.

(Y/n) was shocked to hear how loud it was just standing in the center. She bowed her head in retreat, tucking in her shoulders.

Tyler was able to peer over and view her distressed image, not liking what he was seeing.

Ethan allowed himself to see her as well, and he wasn’t anymore happy about it. The blue haired boy went to tell Mark to have them quiet down. He found himself having trouble reaching him effectively; his small figure trapped within a sea of people. Mark seemed to enjoy suddenly playing conductor, using his hands to direct controlled screams.

Tyler wasn’t going to waste time on yelling at Mark, instead he took a chance on moving directly toward the female youtuber.

“Hey, (Y/n)!” he called. It was challenging to get his voice above everyone else’s.

The girl chanced a look at Tyler, eyes reflecting discomfort.

The tall brunette hastily moved people out of his path, being careful in pushing them aside. Once he was able to eventually get to the girl, he asked her gently if she was alright.

“I mean, I just can’t handle the noise…” she said, ducking her head a little lower.

To him, the screams didn’t seem to be awful, but that’s because he was literally above them. Then he got an idea.

In a soft, quick motion, Tyler scooped up (Y/n) as you would pick up a child and placed her on his shoulders. She was now out of the crowd and above all the noise, giving her a dull noiseless bubble. (Y/n) smiled greatly, holding onto Tyler’s shoulders as she strung her head back up.

What they were doing seemed to catch the attention of everyone else because the cheering slowed. Instead the air was pierced by giggling and laughs from both the audience and (Y/n).

“Whaaat are you two doing?” Mark pondered, striking a pose with his hands on his hips.

“You were being too loud, you asshole.” Tyler grinned.

Both Ethan and (Y/n) snickered again when Mark’s face came to a sorry realisation.

“Oh, shoot, I’m really sorry (Y/n).” he admitted sheepishly, giving her a lopsided smile. The fans surrounding him apologized as well, and offered hushed cheers.

“You can’t apologize for being a diva, Markimoo.” (Y/n) beamed, allowing herself to sway lightly atop of Tyler.

“I guess I can’t.” everyone ended up laughing along with the dark haired youtuber, a joyous atmosphere returning.

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(A/n): I wrote something today wow yay me

Training/Fighting Starters Lets get ready to rumble!

“You did not just try to kick me there!”
“That tickled.”
“Are you okay?! Did I hit you too hard?”
“I’m seeing stars.”
“Do birds go moo instead of tweet?”
“I am so sorry!”
“That looks bad…”
“You broke my nose.”
“You have one hell of a punch!”
“I dare you to try!”
“Come at me bro!”
“I WILL defeat you!”
“You cannot beat me.”
“This is fun!”
“You’re fun!”
“Augh!”
“Ugh…”
“How many fingers do you see?”
“That’s going to hurt in the morning.”
“Why can’t I beat you?!”
“Better luck next time.”
“Next time I will win!”
“I think you gave me a concussion.”
“Twinkle twinkle little-” and down they go!
“The student has surpassed the teacher.”
“I accept defeat.”
“You win!”
“NOT THE FACE!”
“I’m proud of you.”
“That was my favorite tooth.”
“Give up!”
“No you don’t!”
“Here, let me help you up.”
“Can you teach me how to do that?”
“I admire your skills.”
“We need to get you to the hospital.”
“Yeah, it’s broken.”
“Got ya!”
“What just happened?”
“Lollipop…lollipop… Oh lolli lolli lolli-”

anonymous asked:

hc: when dick's really stressed he will literally last on an hour or two of sleep a night and neglect to eat like, real meals. i know ur as much of a sucker for dick grayson fluff as i am, i just love the idea of his sibs being like "youre so stupid how are you still alive, even tim eats power bars before patrol and catches catnaps when he's not working on something, why are you like this"

Anonymous asked:  “It’s okay. I’m used to it.” with Dick please?

So, sorry I took a few days to get to this headcanon. I kind of ended up turning into a 3k+ story. Hope that’s okay. Also, this is more hurt/comfort than angst, I think. There’s some fluff right there in the middle, too.

Thanks to @timdrakeothy, because without you, I don’t know if I would have had the inspiration to continue this story. I was very stuck, and you helped out without even knowing it. So thanks!

Also, thank for 500 followers (it’s almost 600 now, but I meant to get a milestone fic out ages ago when I hit 500)!


Tim freezes, because he’d thought he’d just heard—that’s Dick’s voice coming from down the hallway. Which means that Dick is still awake. At four in the morning. After rough patrol that had lasted hours longer than usual.

Well, that doesn’t spell anything good, Tim thinks, and he creeps down the hallway to peek into Dick’s bedroom through the small crack letting soft light spill into the hallway. Tim spots Dick immediately, and he’s lying on the floor, one hand covering his eyes and the other holding his phone to his ear.

“No,” Dick says vehemently, but he’s really still and tense. He sounds exhausted, though, and his next words come out much softer than that first one. “No. I’m fine. Don’t—No, Wally. It’s okay. I’m used to it.”

Dick goes silent, and Tim imagines that Wally’s talking up a storm, even at four am. But then—

“Just—chill, Wally,” Dick says into the phone. “If you don’t stop yelling at me, I’m going to hang up. And then if you still want to yell at me you’ll have to find a way into the manor without Bruce finding out. So just—No. No.”

There’s a pause, and Tim thinks that he should probably start moving. This doesn’t sound like a conversation he wants to be in the middle of. He’s just about to creep down the hallway again towards his original destination—the kitchen, where he’d accidentally left his laptop—when another bedroom door opens from behind him. Tim turns around just as Damian storms out, stomping down the hall towards Tim.

“What is going on?” Damian hisses, doing that thing where he thinks he’s the boss of everything and Tim is obligated to answer him. But he looks—well. He looks kind of concerned, actually, and this is Dick.

“He and Wally are arguing about something,” Tim says, nodding towards Dick’s bedroom, where Dick’s conversation had turned up a couple of notches. “I don’t think he’s tried to sleep tonight, yet, either.”

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maddmusic reference

this is what i use, i’m only sharing what i experience as i experience it. it might me different for everyone, but i hope this helps 💙

COPING WITH BEING A MALADAPTIVE DAYDREAMER ITSELF + FEELINGS OF ISOLATION AND/OR LONELINESS
* paradise / coldplay
* oh ms believer / twenty one pilots
* soon / thumbelina
* astronaut / simple plan

LOST PARAS/MOURNING/GRIEVING/PARACOSMIC NOSTALGIA
* how does a moment last forever (montmartre)
* shouldn’t come back / demi lovato
* dark paradise / lana del rey [warning: this song tends to trigger extremely depressing daydreams, i only resort to this when i’m already feeling significantly sad)
* colors (stripped) / halsey
* the house that built me / miranda lambert
* danny boy / declan galbraith (can be interpreted as parent and child or separated sweethearts relationship)
* bottom of the ocean / miley cyrus
* talking to the moon / bruno mars
* never grow up / taylor swift
*

SAD ROMANCE + BITTERSWEET LOVE + WORKING IT OUT
* sorry / halsey
* almost is never enough / ariana grande ft. nathan skyes
* just give me a reason / p!nk and nate ruess
* wildest dreams / taylor swift
* need you now / lady antebellum
* the heart wants what it wants / selena gomez
* she will be loved / maroon 5
* hey there delilah / plain white t’s
* what to do / demi lovato
* the last time / taylor swift ft. gary lightbody
* someone like you / adele
* back to december / taylor swift
* cosmic love / florence and the machine
* heart attack / demi lovato
* daylight / maroon 5

FALLING IN LOVE + HAPPY ROMANCE
* mirrors / justin timberlake
* summertime sadness / lana del rey
* look at me / carrie underwood
* love alone / katelyn tarver
* if you told me to / hunter hayes
* come on get higher / matt nathanson
* when i look at you / miley cyrus
* wanted / hunter hayes
* everything has changed / taylor swift ft. ed sheeran
* a thousand years / christina perri
* all of me / john legend
* catch me / demi lovato
* fearless / taylor swift
* marry you / bruno mars
* begin again / taylor swift
* i see the light / tangled
* young love / kip moore
* death of a bachelor / panic! at the disco
* ours / taylor swift
* let me be your wings / thumbelina
* more than miles / brantley gilbert
* a year without rain / selena gomez
* bright / echosmith
* state of grace / taylor swift
* without you / lana del rey [warning: comes with feelings of dependence on paras, may break the fourth wall]
* drive / halsey
* starlight / taylor swift
* if i lose myself / onerepublic
* salvatore / lana del rey
* can’t help falling in love / ingrid michaelson or twenty one pilots or céline dion or elvis (the original singer)
* malibu / miley cyrus

LUST + PASSION + NONVIOLENT SEXUAL VIBES + SEXUALLY CHARGED RELATIONSHIP
* treacherous / taylor swift
* pillowtalk / zayn
* take me to church / hozier (especially sinful vibes with this one, watch out)
* wildfire / demi lovato
* casual affair / panic! at the disco
* lust for life / lana del rey (seriously recommend this song, not only is it aesthetically pleasing and sexy but it’s also full of hope and general positive inspiration)
* miss jackson / panic! at the disco
* criminal / britney spears
* crazy in love / sofia karlburg or beyoncé
* stars dance / selena gomez
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HEARTBREAK + AFTERMATH/END OF A LOVE STORY + ROMANTIC REGRET (NONVIOLENT)
* already gone / kelly clarkson
* jar of hearts / christina perri
* paper doll / john mayer
* goodbye / miley cyrus
* mine would be you / blake shelton
* when i was your man / bruno mars

FEELING LOW/DIRTY/DEPRESSED + UNHEALTHY TEMPTATIONS
* hold me down / halsey
* ballad of mona lisa / panic! at the disco
* gasoline / halsey
* teen idle / marina and the diamonds
* SAIL / AWOLNATION
* habits / tove lo
* chandelier / sia

ABUSE + VIOLENCE + TOXIC RELATIONSHIPS + HURTS TO LOVE YOU
* set fire to the rain / adele
* trouble / halsey
* grenade / bruno mars
* wild one / i am harlequin
* nicotine / panic! at the disco
* dear john / taylor swift
* stay / rihanna ft. mikky ekko
* i’m low on gas and you need a jacket / pierce the veil (super emo, suicidal vibes, highly emotional and poetic lyrics)
* love the way you lie / rihanna (there are 2 parts, i personally prefer part 2)
* teddy bear / melanie martinez (her music generally tends to focus on children’s lifestyle which can be creepy and seem pedophilic and i have mixed feelings about her but this one is kinda okay. just warning you in case you’re sensitive to it)
* dollhouse / melanie martinez (same with this one, i actually really like this one)
* cold as you / taylor swift

RECOVERING FROM ABUSE/TOXIC RELATIONSHIPS + RECOVERING FROM GENERAL DEPRESSIVE STATE (can also work non-madd)
* clean / taylor swift
* i’m not a robot / marina and the diamonds
* if i die young / the band perry (it’s a reminder of the aftermath of suicide)
* warrior / demi locator
* human / cher lloyd
* human / christina perri (they’re different songs)
* fight song / rachel platten
* try / colbie caillat (on female body image and standards)
* scars to your beautiful / alessia cara (also female body image and standards)
* wide awake / katy perry
* saturn / sleeping at last
* lovely / twenty one pilots
* carry on / fun

YOU’RE MY HOME + FAMILY OF FRIENDS + PLATONIC ROMANCE + JUST HANGING OUT (with a hint of friends with benefits)
* sweater weather / the neighborhood
* love / lana del rey
* she looks so perfect / 5 seconds of summer
* team / lorde
* we are young / fun
* this is what makes us girls / lana del rey
* tennis court / lorde
* 22 / taylor swift
* LA devotee / panic! at the disco
* holy ground / taylor swift
* forest / twenty one pilots
* royals / lorde
* new romantics / taylor swift
* i’m yours / jason mraz
* house of gold / twenty one pilots
* castle on the hill / ed sheeran

ASCENDANCE + FEMME FATALE + FEELING POWERFUL/DANGEROUS
* castle / halsey
* how to be a heartbreaker / marina + the diamonds
* heathens / twenty one pilots
* blank space / taylor swift
* dangerous woman / ariana grande
* control / halsey
* can’t be tamed / miley cyrus
* national anthem / lana del rey
* primadonna girl / marina and the diamonds
* centuries / fall out boy
* emperor’s new clothes / panic at the disco
* circus / britney spears
* music to watch boys to / lana del rey
* defying gravity / idina menzel
* homewrecker / marina and the diamonds
* off to the races / lana del rey

an extra bit of advice:

-follow up a series of dark/sad themes with a few happier themes
-try not to engage in the violent/depressing themes, but i know sometimes it’s just too hard to resist, so when you just *have* to daydream violence and the like, if it gets too intense for your health, cut off the music, take a little break, put on a happier song even if you don’t feel like listening to one yet
-please turn the volume down, darling
-drink water!! take breaks
-if you cry, it’s okay

i hope this helps!! sorry to the boys, these are mostly directed @ girls cause i’m a girl and so is my parame :// if you’d like to request more themes, drop them in my inbox or leave a comment and i’ll see what i can do for you!!

lettiekim  asked:

Hiii the story you wrote about Andrew and Neil that I asked for awhile ago was awesome even though I know it was a hard one. I was wo dering if you can do 98 about Ronan and Adam?

(that is SWEET and also I bastardized your prompt a little >:))

98: “I want to thank you for putting up with me. I know that I’m not the easiest person to get along with.” 

He’s locking up the repair shop with his arms full of backpack and keys clamped between his teeth when someone honks behind him. He startles so hard that everything landslides down onto springy wet grass.

“Sorry!” Gansey calls, head popped outside of what must be the pig, if Adam could see past the dizzy glare of the headlights. “I’m in a bit of a hurry. You’d better come sit down.”

Adam breathes deep, mentally slicing his evening into pieces like he always does when an expensive car rolls up and his name is called. He stoops over to gather the textbooks spilling out of his bag, the scatter of his few precious pens and his bike lock.

When he looks up, Gansey’s switched on his high beams to passive aggressively hurry him along. He slows down a little out of halfhearted spite.

Adam tucks his backpack through the headrests to the backseat and then leans into the front of the car to look at Gansey expectantly. He’s making a face that’s about as close to a grimace as a Gansey can get.

“Ronan ran away.”

Adam blinks. “Oh.”

“Yeah,” Gansey breathes. Adam feels his newborn worry ebb and blink out.

“Well he’s at home, then. He’s not going to run far from the Barns.”

“That’s what I’d imagined, but he’s nowhere on Lynch property. Blue and I went on a merry hunt all afternoon.”

Adam feels his chest kick and fight and try to make a scene. “And you didn’t tell me until now?” He hates that his voice sounds like the raw insides of undercooked meat, like he’s delicate and bloody.

“Well we thought it was fixable, and you were at work—“

“I’m always at work, Gansey, and it’s never deterred you before. If my— if Ronan really did disappear—“

“He did,” Gansey says emphatically, and Adam frowns.

“Opal—“

“Knocked on my door at 6 am this morning holding this.” He produces a sheet of torn off looseleaf from his breast pocket and hands it to Adam gingerly.

Adam unfolds it.

Tell Adam I’m sorry.

He looks up, swallowing. Gansey’s watching him closely, obviously trying to gauge a response.

“At least he’s started apologizing,” he says weakly, a thin needle of hurt pinning his words together.

“It doesn’t seem like he’s starting anything,” Adam says, his anger and worry taking each other by the throat. “He’s giving up.”

“I think,” Gansey says, “that he’s very bad at grieving.”

“No one’s good at grieving. Not that you’ve ever had to know.”

Gansey recoils. He has a flighty look on his face like he would very much like to abandon this conversation if it weren’t taking place in his most prized possession. “I’m not the one that left, Adam,” he says pointedly, and Adam swears, apologizes, and climbs into the passenger seat.

“Take me to the Barns.”

Gansey looks at him sideways, and Adam would have the pity in his eyes for a punching bag. “He really isn’t there.”

“I know,” Adam says impatiently, “I’m going to steal his car.”

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BTS Reaction: They talk about your insecurity in an argument

Request: Hi dear! 💕 Can I ask for a Bts reaction? With them saying a mean thing (hitting one of your insecurities) they didn’t really think during an argument and immediatly saying sorry after seeing your surprised/sad face. I’m sorry if this is hard 😰🌸💖

A/N: I’ve been looking forward to writing this, thank you for the request anon! ^_^ xx

Jin:

Originally posted by bangtaninspired

It had been such a silly little spat, you two hardly ever argued but maybe that’s what made the fact he said what he did hit you so much harder. The minute the words left his mouth your face turned grave, tears teetering, threatening to spill as time seemed to move in slow motion. ‘Jagi… Jagiya please look at me’ he would whisper, to ashamed of himself to speak properly. ‘Y/N I’m so sorry you know I didn’t mean to…’ he would rush all of his words, desperate to reconcile before he made things any worse. At that moment he honestly felt like the scum of the earth for hurting the one person he loved more than anything.

Yoongi:

Originally posted by infiresfan

Yoongi didn’t use his words often so when he did, they cut like razor sharp glass. As soon as the words fumbled from his lips he felt his stomach churn, not even daring to look at you as tears fell from your cheeks, the air knocked from you entirely. ‘Y/N...’ was all he could get out, speechless at how low he had stooped to use your own insecurity against you. He would have to take himself away from the situation, let it sink in that not only he had messed up big time but possibly lost your trust, using the biggest thing you trusted him with against you. That thought alone caused his heart to tear just a little.

Rap Monster:

Originally posted by thedurst

The consequences of what Namjoon had just done would weigh heavily on him immediately. He was supposed to be on your team always, the one you could always turn to and feel comfort in, not the one that tore you down. ‘Y/N, words can’t even describe how sorry I am… you know I think you’re perfect it was just in the heat of the moment…’ he dropped to his knees in front of you, so your hung and heavy head could meet his eyes, to try and show you how sorry he was, not that even he was sure he deserved your forgiveness.

J-Hope:

Originally posted by jhopingforhoseok

The moment he saw your tears, his would emerge to, a mixture of both regret and anger at himself weighing on him in equal measures. He was sure you would never trust him again, he wasn’t even sure you’d ever want to see him again, all he could think to do was wrap you in his arms and pull you against him tight, whispering soft apologies into your hair through the tears on his cheeks. He held you tight, like you would break if he let go, or worse, leave.

Jimin:

Originally posted by sugaglos

‘Y/N I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that, it was so wrong. You know I don’t believe that, I say dumb stuff all the time, you’re the smart one!’ he would scramble at his words, trying desperately to say anything and everything to make up even 1% of the damage he’d done just with a few single, venomous words. Maybe he was toxic, maybe you were better off without him he thought. ‘Baby you know I think you’re kind, clever, beautiful, sexy, elegant…’ he’d carry on, bringing your chin up to greet the sincerity in his eyes.

Tae:

Originally posted by cmtae

The immediate defense he’d jump to is humor. To counter the slump in your shoulders and the anguish in your face he’d do anything and everything to try and make you smile again. In that moment, all he wanted was to be the reason for the happiness he so treasured in your eyes, instead of the painful spike of hurt he was seeing now. ‘Jagi! Aw c’mon jagi you know I didn’t mean that! Hey! Maybe we should go and get some ice cream! You remember that one time I fell over… near that restaurant… please just look at me… I love you…’

Jungkook:

Originally posted by imaginesbts

I’m not sure he’d quite know how to handle what he’d just done, he’d just know he had to back track and take back everything he said if he could. ‘No no no babe please don’t cry… I never want you to cry because of me ever, I’m sorry I said that it was my stupid mouth running off, I promise I’ll try and do better and be a better person for you because I love you, every part of you and never ever want to see you like this ever again ok? I love you. Please don’t be sad, I didn’t mean it.’ he’d fumble with the sleeves of his hoodie before, desperate for some kind of contact with you, pulling you into a soft hug and kissing the top of your head softly, rubbing your arms and trying to calm the situation down. 

Club Brawls // KJ Apa

Can you do a KJ imagine where you go to a bar, and then he goes to the toilet and some guy keeps making really inappropriate comments and tries to take the reader outside to his car but then KJ comes back a gets into a fight and then the reader cleans him up afterwards, love the writing! X

Warnings: Swearing, Blood, Fighting.                        

Word Count: 1,001w.

Characters: KJ Apa, Camila Mendes, Madelaine Petsch, Lili Reinhart, Cole Sprouse,

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The music made your heart thump and the adrenaline rush through your system. Your boyfriend, KJ, had been invited to the opening of a new nightclub in New Zealand. “I’m going to show you how my family parties.” He had told you while you were driving to the club, his hand on your knee.

Now his arm was around your waist and he made sure he had a grip on his lover. He had made it very clear that you were not to make out with anyone but him. (He had only said that because he had caught you making out with Camila, Madelaine and Lili a few times while you were drunk with them). But now, it was just you two in the crowd of the New Zealander nightlife. He pulled you through the crowd, heading right towards the bar and ordering you both a Jack and Coke. Since this was a grand opening, and KJ was invited, he had free drinks (thanks to the owner) throughout the night, so you both were quite glad, because it’s not a thing you’d like to waste your money on.

Three drinks later, you were sitting on the bar stool and KJ had his hands on your thighs, gripping them as he leant in to kiss you. “How are you liking tonight, Bub?” KJ asked, letting go of your thighs so he could grab his drink and take a sip before sliding it closer to you and smiling at you. “I’ll be back, just need to hit the loo.” He kissed your cheek, turning around and disappearing into the crowd. You pulled your phone out of your clutch, unlocking it and scrolling through Instagram, keeping an eye on the drinks by your side every now and then, also.

“Well, you’re a very pretty lady, aren’t you?” You heard a deep American voice, making you furrow your eyebrows. You looked up, seeing a tanned, black haired male with an eyebrow piercing and a few tattoos littering his neck and arms. You smiled, just to be polite and sat up a bit straighter, taking a deep breath. “You here alone?” He asked, making you shake your head in response.

“I’m here with-“ You got cut off by the male, making you frown.

I’m here with my boyfriend. My friends are just in the bathroom and I’m watching their drinks. Darling, I know the excuses and I know that you’re definitely not taken. So, why don’t you come with me outside, to my car and we can go from there.” He had grabbed your arm, a tight grip that was surely to leave a red mark. You swallowed the lump in your throat, hopping down from the stool.

“Okay, what the actual fuck!” You heard KJ’s voice, his hand landing on the male’s shoulder, bringing him around and facing him. Your arm was dropped and your heart started beating faster. KJ was much smaller than the male that was about to drag you outside, and that made you worry. “You do not, and never will touch my girlfriend ever again! Got it!?” KJ’s voice had become a bit deeper, (something that happened when he was mad), and his hands were balling into fists at his side.

“Oh, come on buddy, you scared that she was actually about to ditch you for me?” He laughed, making KJ’s breathing become quicker, and the vein in his neck was starting to appear.

“Mate, you might want to fuck off.” KJ was pushed at the shoulders after he said his sentence, causing the fake redhead to retaliate, pushing back, resulting in the two males throwing fists and yelling profanities. By now, the whole club was trying to break the two males apart, the owner had rushed out of his position behind the bar.

KJ had just received a blow to his face, causing his lip to split and start bleeding. The owner had pulled KJ away from the burlier male, both of their faces red and their knuckles covered in each other’s and their own blood. Grabbing your clutch, your hand landed on KJ’s shoulder, apologising to the owner of the bar and telling him you’d be in touch about the whole incident. “Come on, you. I’m taking you back to the apartment…” You said, leading him towards the car and making him get in the passenger seat. You took the keys from him, getting into the driver’s seat and putting the address into the GPS.

“I’m not going to lecture you about this whole situation, because I am most definitely not your mother. I’m definitely not disappointed in you because you were just protecting me from a situation I couldn’t get out of and I’m grateful for that.” You turned the corner and then looked at KJ, who was staring out of the window, his breathing starting to even out.

“I love you.” KJ looked at you, smiling softly.

“I love you too.” You replied, looking back at the road.

“Sit still!” You exclaimed, trying to hold the saline covered tissue to his split lip, but you were just met with sounds of discomfort and tears in his eyes. “Please, KJ.”

He took a deep breath, grabbing your free hand and squeezing it. “I’m sorry…” He looked into your eyes, making you shake your head and smile. “You’re okay, my darling.” You responded, leaning in to kiss his cheek and continue blotting at the areas on his skin he had wounded.

“Now please, don’t get into any more fights, please. I’m not really up to seeing you coming home one night and like, collapsing at my feet. You know?” You sighed, brushing his hair from his face and smiling softly.

“I’ll try, baby. It’s a little hard when all I want to do is protect you. Oh, and Cole. Gotta protect Cole.” He grinned, but winced right after since he forgot about his lip.

You rolled your eyes, shaking your head. “And this is why I love you.”

Could you do a smutty imagine where tom or peter are on the phone with hazy or tony and you’re giving him a blow job.


 Over 1000 words of Tom smut. Hope you guys are happy


Tom pushed your shirt up further, pressing you further against the wall as his lips continued to trail down your neck. You felt him smirk as your fingers tangled in his hair, a guttural moan echoing around the room. You pulsed under his exploring hands, back curving in pleasure.

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Dating Jughead Jones Would Include...

So I am not too happy with this i am sorry but i have had a bit going on personally at the moment. Requested by a few people.

Masterlist

Originally posted by feeltheweirdeness

PDA when he’s jealous 

  • Jughead Jones got jealous a damn lot. Sometimes he made it obvious, picking fights for no reason or sometimes, only you could see it so to reassure him, you would walk over to him and kiss him hard in front of everyone. Often winding him up a little to the point where when you would get home it was an interesting night.

You being the only one that makes him laugh and this confuses everyone 

  • Jughead had a dark sardonic humor and everyone knew it. He would often laugh at people, not with them so when you made him laugh - truly laugh, everyone was confused. Not even Archie had managed that and they were best friends so you truly shocked everyone. Of course, you never gave away your secrets which frustrated the group to all ends.  

Being together most of the time

  • You would very, very rarely be seen apart. You were two peas in a pod and you never got  sick of each other somehow.

Him sneaking to your window most of the time, especially at night 

  • After you found out that he was living rough you demanded that he came and stayed at yours every night. Sure, it meant him sneaking in through your window every night and it would always be a little awkward but you managed it.

Late night talks about everything 

  • You would often lay together, late at night speaking your minds about serious things or sometimes the craziest things like aliens and how the universe began. You could trust each other with absolutely everything and it was what your relation was based off. Love, trust and your late night conversations.

Your parents not liking him at first but when they get to know him they love him

  • Your parents were a little weary of you dating someone with Southside roots but he proved them so, so wrong. He was always such a gentleman to you, especially around your parents. After they warmed up to him they were utterly smitten with the two of you. They were always inviting him round for dinner and soon they were more open to him staying round, meaning less fumbles getting him through the window everynight.

Caring about you more than he does about himself 

  • It was obvious that you were Jugheads world. You meat more to him then anything and he wanted you safe and away from all the horrors of Riverdale. He knew you could look after yourself but he just wanted you safe and would do anything to make sure of it. There was so many times that Jughead would put himself in some pretty dangerous situations to keep you safe, having no regard really for his life when it came to yours.

Making a promise that when you finish high school you’ll leave together and start a new life

  • Jughead wanted to get out of Riverdale, there was no doubt about that. Most of your late night conversations involved him planning to run away with you as soon as he could, making you happy and having you all to himself away from your hectic and dangerous pasts.

Him falling asleep in your arms, allowing you to play with his hair

  • Jugheads hair was the softest thing ever but only you would know that. You were a very cuddly person and so, surprisingly was Jughead when it came to you. After a really hard day Jughead would just curl up in your arms, allowing you to run your hands through his hair gently and letting him fall into a light sleep with no questions asked.

Going on long walks

  • You and Jughead loved sitting in Pop’s for hours at a time, or staying in your room relaxing and writing but on occasion, you both felt a little trapped. The only solution was a really long walk with no real destination. You just walked and walked, sometimes talking but sometimes silent but comfortable, your favorite time to walk was when it was raining a little, of course Jughead would worry over you getting ill but you couldn’t help it, you loved being outside with just him when everyone else had run indoors.

Seeing each other cry

  • You were both sensitive people on the inside but hated showing it on the outside, except for each other. You didn’t mind once and a while just letting it all out. Jughead hurt so much when he saw you cry so did everything to try and prevent it and would happily offer to go and knock out whoever made you cry (as he got advice on his right hook) but he would just pull you into his arms and the world would melt away. You would freak when Jughead cried, immediately assuming the worst but soon comforting him and thing would all be okay-ish again.

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Shy Bunny

Pairings: Jimin x Reader 

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Hybrid!AU Bunny!AU

Word Count: 2k +

A/N: Sorry this is really short I’m thinking of making a part two and make that one longer and add more to the storyline but like literally all my other ‘im making a p2′ I’m not really sure. THANK YOU!

Originally posted by jjks

“just for a little bit y/n! please!” you best friend begged as she squeezed your arm tightly.

Her legs had wrapped around your waist and her head was heavily weighed on your shoulder, trapping you on your own couch.

“I can’t afford a hybrid right now!” you argued as you struggled against her grip.

“you and both know that’s complete bullshit! You’re just being a bitch!” she yelled back at you.

Your best friend for 3 years has also been an active hybrid protector. Adoption centres weren’t rare. No at all, there were three just a block away.

However, some of these adoption centres weren’t exactly treating their hybrids…nicely.

People like your best friend adopt as many hybrids as possible in order to protect them from the horrors that occur in the centres. Whilst they hold the hybrids other people are currently trying to figure out how to shut them down.

This time however, your friend had taken in too many.

“y/n…I swear to god. Why don’t you want to help?” she asked in confusion.

You instantly felt like an asshole but you had reasons.

“I’m a loner amber, I don’t know how to deal with people let alone take care of them” you whined as she sighed deeply.

“y/n. can you please trust me this one time? I swear you won’t regret this decision” she stated as she stared into your soul.

Something in your head was telling you this was a bad idea but something else was telling you to do it.

Fuck it.

“fine”

Twiddling your thumbs nervously you heard soft murmurs outside of your front door.

you had been told the basics but there was still a lot you were unsure about.

“okay Jimin! Welcome to your new home!” she yelled excitedly as she kicked your door harshly causing you to jump away from it in shock.

You were about to scowled her for damaging your property when your eyes lay on the shrunken figure behind her.

While you were busy trying to get a better look at your new roommate you friend slammed a duffle bag into your stomach.

With a pained ‘oof’ you fell backward and landed on your ass. A whine escaped your lips leading your friend to laugh loudly at you.

Your hand instantly flew behind you to cradle your now bruised ass cheek. You watched as slowly two bunny ears popped up and the stranger was stretching himself up to his usual height to see all the commotion.

The boys’ hair was swept over his eyes and his blonde ears matching with his hair stood tall and curious. As soon as his eyes connected with yours he nervously ducked down again, his ears flopping to follow his body.

“Jim-“you friend started to say before noticing he was fully crouched behind her.

Quickly, you rose to your feet as amber pushed Jimin forward happily.

“Jimin, meet Y/n!” she chirped. Jimin’s face was as red as a tomato and the poor things hands were shaking.

You smiled as welcomingly as you could and watched as his eyes darted to the floor.

“it’s nice to meet you Jimin! Welcome to your new home” you stated as you held his bag of belongings.

“Alright guys have fun” she said sending you a thankful smile before exiting the house.

Giving your friend a wave goodbye you watched as the bunny hybrid shifted his weight nervously.

“okay Jimin! Welcome to my home” you chirped excitedly, causing his ears to perk up in excitement and curiosity.

As you moved forward, jimin slowly followed you; he was hesitant in his movements but still managed to shuffle his way after you.

“this is the kitchen, this is the lounge…mmmm the bathroom is that way and your room” you said quickly pointing out areas of your decent sized apartment.

“is just over here” you said as you opened his door revealing a double bed and a side table.

“I hope this is okay” you mumbled as you placed his bag next to his walk-in closet.

You looked up to see Jimin gaping in awe.

“t-this…this is f-f-for me?” he stuttered quietly as his cheeks returned to the pink colour that stained his cheeks previously.

“yep! Is this okay? If you need anything else just ask, okay?” you asked him as he continued to ogle at his new space.

“a-and…t-the b-bed? Just for m-me?” he stuttered again as he pulled his sleeves over his hands, clutching them tightly.

“well of course!” you chirped as he slowly approached it.

“so, I didn’t know what kind of food you liked so I figured I’d let you relax for a little bit before we go shopping for some, is that okay?” you asked as you scratched the back of your head.

He looked at you in shock as he nodded his head shyly, his ears changing from upright to floppy in an instant.

“i…I can’t leave w-without a collar” he stated as his eyes traveled to the ground.

“oh, yer! How could I forget! I got one for you before you arrived actually!” you said as you dug your hand around in your back pocket, trying to dig out the silky black collar you had picked out.

“here! Im sorry for not getting you one of those hard collars, they…were just so ugly” you said shivering at the thought of the rough material.

“its…soft” he whispered as he ran the material through his fingers.

“alright jimin! Get comfy, unpack and I’ll see you in a little bit okay!?” you asked before you walked out of his room, leaving him to get used to his new room.

Amber didn’t tell you much about him other than he was extremely shy and extremely cute…she wasn’t wrong with either of those.

If he was going to be living with you, you wanted to get to know him and make sure he was comfortable around you. But how did you do this without overstepping or scaring him?

After an hour or two, you decided now would be a prime time to go food shopping.

“hey jim-“you said as you walked into his room, the door still wide open.

Your heart melted at the sight bestowed before you.

He had snuggled his way underneath the blanket, his body wiggling in joy at the softness as his two bunny ears were shot straight to the ceiling.

You let out a giggle of delight as he fought with the blanket to try and escape.

“i-i-im sorry!” he squeaked as his ears flopped down and his cheeks burned a bright pink, even brighter than before.

“sorry? For what? It’s your room Jimin you can do whatever you want” you smiled happily at him. You didn’t think stomach butterflies were real until you felt them float around your stomach.

He looked at you astonished before nodding his head shyly.

“so, do you want to go get some food now?” you asked sweetly as he shifted his weight off his left foot to his right.

“o-okay” he spoke, trying to speak louder than usual but it came out as more of a struggled shout than normal projection.

You smiled endearingly before clapping your hands together.

“alright! Lets go!”

——————-

“Do you like lasagne? Ooo what about some pizza? What kind of snacks do you eat?” you asked as you pushed the trolley through the aisle.

Jimin looked as if he had just entered heaven. His mouth hung open in shock as he scanned the shelves.

“i…I’m not picky” he confirmed as you started shoving things into your cart.

“why don’t you go to the confectionary section and pick out what you like, sometimes I might be gone a while so we can’t have you bored and snackish you said as you examined expiration dates.

“o-okay!” he said strongly before rushing off.

You chuckled a little before texting amber to tell her you were already very fond of Jimin.

He seemed to be trying to get more comfortable and confident around you. You really apricated it but you could see he was struggling with it and causing him stress was the last thing you wanted to do.

“Is t-this okay?”

You turned around to see Jimin hugging a bunch of packets to his body. You almost cried out in cuteness overload as he stared at you with wondrous eyes.

“I see you really like Oreos” you laughed as you spotted the five packets of Oreos tucked into his arm.

“i-m-m s-sorry! I g-g-got too much didn’t I?!” he whined as his ears slowly flopped down.

“Not at all! Here, chuck it in the cart and we’ll continue” you smiled at him.

He stood frozen for a little bit before nodding and placing the items in the cart carefully.

The rest of the trip he stayed close behind you, Giving small comments here and there. As you paid and left the centre you noticed he was getting less energetic.

“are you okay Jimin?” you asked worriedly as the two of you got in the car.

“oh..i…I’m just a little hungry” he said as his hands slowly placed themselves on his stomach.

“when’s the last time you ate?” you asked as you started reversing out of the parking space.

“…two days ago?”

You gasped. Two days?!?!

“sorry did…did you say two days?! As in not yesterday but the day before?” you questioned in utter shock as you tried hard to focus on the road ahead.

You heard him hum in embarrassment and confirmation making your heart melt.

“as soon as we get home I will make you some food! What would you like?! name anything!” you demanded worriedly.

How come he hasn’t eaten in two days? Did amber not feed him?

As soon as you busted through your front door with the multiple bags in your hands you ran towards the kitchen ready to cook up a feast.

“okay Jimin, were going to have to work together so we can get you some food as quickly as possible” you said with determination as you placed your hands on your hips.

He nodded along with you, his eyes hardening to match yours.

As you directed him to draws and shoved food in the fridge the both of you were running around the kitchen to try and get everything done efficiently.

As Jimin finished up the unpacking you boiled some pasta, started on some pancakes and started frying some chicken. You wanted to give the deprived boy a range of different food groups to fill him up properly.

“I finished” he chirped excitedly.

“great, take a seat the food will be done soon” you smiled.

You heard a bunch of shuffling behind you before he sighed in content at finally being able to relax.

“so jimin, how did you end up with Amber?” you asked as you continued your cooking.

“i..i er w-was given b-b-back” he stuttered nervously. You could literally hear him play with his sleeves.

“given back?” you asked hesitantly as you continued what you were doing.

“y-yer…my o-owner didn’t want me anymore…so she gave me back to the adoption centre, that’s where a-amber found me” he explained, breathing out shakily.

As you plated his food for him you felt a pang in your chest. Who the hell would give up this cute little bunny?

“I’m so sorry Jimin” you said turning around with the plates in your hand.

His eyes were glassy and his cheeks were red and puffed out.

You let out a sympathetic whine before setting the plates down and walking around the counter towards him.

Before you effulged him in a hug you placed your hand over his.

“well, you here now! And I know we just met but I’m very fond of you Jimin, were friends now which means no give backies okay!” you chirped causing him to look at you in shock.

A tear fell from his eyes before he nodded his head frantically.

You pulled him into you, enjoying how his soft ears tickled your face. Even though his face was in your boobs and you could feel the bunny panicking a big smile found its way onto your face.

In this moment, you knew your doubt was unneeded and the growing love you had for your bunny was exciting.

you were unsure of where this would go but instead of traveling the long road of life alone; you now had your shy bunny to accompany you.

BTS React to S/O Making Them Angry (1/3)

SUGA

The members had warned you that waking him up was a bad idea, but your excitement seemed to always make you forget it. And what were you excited about this time? Seeing him, of course! It had been awhile since you both saw each other and finally his free day arrived. Jin let you inside the dorm, being the only member awake so early, and tells you that Yoongi is still asleep. You walk quietly to his room, opening the door and smiling at his sleeping figure. Yoongi loved to sleep in a sideways fetal position, hands safely tucked between his legs. It was the complete opposite of his prickly personality. After grinning at his cuteness, you slowly crawl under his blankets, embracing him from behind. His body is surrounded by his own heat, which hovers around the space between the blanket and the bed. You close your eyes and rest your forehead on his back, happy to be engulfed by him again. This he doesn’t mind, and although asleep, he becomes aware of your presence. However, you are too excited to stay still and decide to sit up, lean over his body and kiss his cheeks. He stirs a bit, which makes you think he is waking up, so you whisper, “Morning. Are you ready for today?”

In response Yoongi glares at you and coldly asks, “…What do you want?” before closing his eyes again and snuggling back into position. 

You freeze, immediately feeling sorry for yourself…

The next 20 minutes involve you staring at his back, trying not to move so as to avoid irritating him more. Eventually, to your relief, Yoongi turns around and pulls you into a tight embrace. Although he was just asleep, his arms feel firm around your body. “Let’s just stay here a bit longer, okay?” He asks gently, kissing your forehead. While he can brush off his members with little remorse, he felt bad doing to it to you. This is his way of apologizing. You know he is sorry for speaking coldly, and just doesn’t have it in him to say so directly. You also know you should have expected a cold Yoongi so early in the morning. You learn your lesson the hard way, and decide to enjoy his strong arms, his warmth and his gentle scent.

JIMIN

You don’t know what you had done to nag at his temperament, but here he was smiling away his irritation. Jimin isn’t one to embrace his full anger. Instead he will quietly smile or laugh through it in an avoidance of causing a dramatic scene. Seeing him act this way, a little more dismissive from this morning, causes you to feel insecure. How can you, of all people, irritate him without knowing? Would it be better if I stayed away from him for a bit…? You eventually distance yourself, scared that your presence will just irritate him more. When the guys finish practicing, and Jimin comes back into the room, he sits next to you, drinking his water. You quietly fumble your fingers, not sure what you should say to him…and he notices.

“Y/N?”

“Huh? Oh, hi~” you smile meekly.

“You okay?”

“Yeah… Are you?” You ask timidly. He raises his knee to let his arm rest on it and looks at you, puzzled.

“I’m sorry if I made you angry earlier…I didn’t mean to,” you say, lowering your gaze. A moment of silence passes before his right arm wraps around your shoulders, gently bringing you closer.

“It’s okay. I’m sorry too. I should have told you,” he says quietly. “Instead I let you suffer alone all afternoon.”

“What? No! This is my fault.” You look at him earnestly, “Tell me what I did.”

“It was me, okay? I just became irritated is all. Nothing you did caused it.” He rubs your arm gently with his hand and you can feel his muscles tense with the movement. 

You lean your head in the crook of his neck and he holds you tighter.

“You are so sweet Jiminie….You are always so sweet, ” you say, closing your eyes.

“ Are you okay now? Are we okay” He asks quietly.

You nod and lean into his embrace, feeling safe and loved.

JHOPE

Similar to Jimin, his anger would flower into laughter. But unlike Jimin, Hoseok could potentially become sarcastic as well. He’d exaggerate his reaction, making the situation more of a joke than an actual serious moment. So you making him angry would be a little awkward, especially when instead of laughter, you receive sarcasm for a response. This is exactly what happened when Hoseok noticed that you hadn’t been practicing your dancing. You had both agreed to start a dance project together, which involved him teaching you some of his moves… but you have recently been slacking and he notices very easily.

As Hoseok sits and watches, you find yourself struggling to remember a step you had definitely learned. You freeze, a puzzled look flushing your face.

“What, don’t tell me you don’t remember,” He says sternly, standing up and walking closer towards you. “Try again.”

You start over, hoping that your body will remember despite your brain having forgotten. However, to no avail, you end up stuck on the same step. You hear him sigh loudly, as he adjusts his hat and walks to your bag to grab you a towel. 

“Here.” He says dryly, tossing the towel at you.

“I’m sorry Hobie. I just…I really want to get it right.”

“Oh yeah, keep doing what you’re doing and you’ll get there.” He mumbles, sitting back on the floor.

You stare at him, incredulous of his attitude, but completely aware that you probably deserve it. You look at your feet, unsure how to respond, and begin to daze into a cloud of guilt. You had promised him to work hard, since you know that “work hard” is all he ever does. He shouldn’t be wasting his time with me…he should be practicing for himself, you think. You feel tears forming in your eyes, so you bite your lip to find self control. When you finally compose yourself and look up, you see Hoseok standing before you, his eyes gently searching for yours. He sighs again, pulling you into his arms.

“I’m sorry for being harsh, Y/N. But I know you can do this. Please work with me here. We can be totally cool together!!” 

You dig your face deeper into his chest as you feel the tears inevitably falling down your cheeks. 

Exposed

Originally posted by 1dlarryluv

I let out a huge sigh of nervousness as I straightened out my red dress. It was my first time making an appearance on the Late Late Show with James Corden, and I was freaking out. 

In my short career as an actress, interviews have become my new norm. The overwhelming amount of uneasiness that would present itself before every press conference, convention, etc. has eased up incredibly. So why was I so anxious about this particular appearance?

Because the love of my life, also known as Harry freaking Styles, was going to be seated inches away from me on the same couch. 

As a long time fan of One Direction, this was like a dream come true. But that’s exactly all it was suppose to be. A dream. Now this dream is becoming a reality, except my hands are sweating like crazy and my heart feels like it’s being a thousand miles an hour. Please, God, let me make it out of this alive. 

“..Two-time Oscar nominee, the ever-so stunning, Y/N Y/L!”

I wiped any trace of nervousness off my face as I made my way onto the stage after stopping to greet some of the fans. The amount of support that was shown always left me in awe.

“It’s so good to see you!” James said as we embraced. 

“You too, thanks for having me!” I replied as we pulled away.

“…Here for his week-long residency, the devilishly handsome, Harry Styles!” 

He walked out in a floral suit with a grin on his face as he greeted fans before making his way to the stage. His rings glinted in the stage lights as he ran his hand through his soft-looking chocolate hair. He looks like a whole snack, AAAAAHHHHHH!

Play it cool, play it cool, I mentally chanted as he embraced me in a hug.

“Nice to meet you,” he said after pulling away. 

“You too,” I replied, and I could only hope that I wasn’t grinning too hard.

“So, Y/N, word has it that you were a huge fan of One Direction, is that true?” James asks as we get settled on the couch. 

“Depends, why’re you asking?” I ask cautiously, causing the audience to laugh. I see Harry smirk a little out of the corner of my eye. 

“No reason, no reason,” James says with a mischievous look in his eye. “But, now that you’ve asked..” he said as he turned his attention to the screen.

“I’m so sorry,” I apologized in advance.

“Why are you apologizing, I haven’t even played the clip yet!”James laughed.

I shook my head before responding. “I just know that whatever’s about to play is going to be so painfully embarrassing, and possibly traumatic, to everyone here.”

“This is gonna be interesting,” Harry spoke up beside me, resulting in another round of laughter from the audience. 

The screen showed a 17-year-old me getting ready in the morning. My hair was wrapped in a bonnet and I wore a fuzzy blue bathrobe as I sang along to Over Again into my toothbrush, occasionally stopping to brush. 

“Oh my goodness,” I mumbled with an embarrassed smile as I remembered the video that my brother secretly took of me. I covered my face with my hands as 17-year-old me continued to sing horribly while making dramatic hand gestures.

“Is it over?” I asked sheepishly as I heard James and the audience laughing beside me. I looked over to see Harry with a finger on his lips in an attempt to hold back his laughter. My face would have been as red as a tomato if it weren’t for my melanin. Thank God.

“I, for one, thought that was quite adorable,” Harry said after the laughter died down. Again, thank God for my melanin. 

__________

“Y/N!” 

I turned around and was surprised to see Harry. The show had just ended and I had gotten changed out of my dress and into something casual.

“Hey, great performance out there! I love the album,” I said as he made his way towards me. I hope that didn’t sound too fangirl-y.

“Thank you, that means a lot to me,” he said genuinely. I smiled before fidgeting with the hair tie on my wrist out of nervousness. 

“Erm, I was wondering if you wanted to grab something to eat? If you want, of course.” 

“I-” I cut myself off and cleared my throat as I could literally feel myself about to shriek out a response. “I’d love too!” I smiled. “Let me just grab my phone.” 

I pinched myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming before doing a mini-dance in the safety of my dressing room. I grabbed my phone and walked out to Harry, dressed down and still looking perfect as ever in a floral button up and black jeans. 

“Ready?” I nodded and we began heading out.

“Do you like burgers?” he asked. “I know a diner ‘bout a block away that makes the best burgers. Milkshakes are pretty nice, too.”

Love,” I responded with a smile. If I keep smiling like this, my face might fall off.

“Maybe on the way you can show me more of those dance moves from the video,” Harry said as he imitated my hand gestures. I shook my head, bringing my hand up to shield my embarrassment as I let out a laugh.

“Please don’t make me,” I begged.

“Alright, alright,” he chuckled. “Only ‘cause I like you.”

Did I forget to thank God for my melanin?

Just a Little Too Late

Dean x Reader

Summary: Dean has to decide to save you or Lisa. (Set during 6x21)

Warnings: Oh boy, this one’s sad; get ready. Mentions of blood, torture, death, some spoilers and brief cursing.

A/N: I’ve been planning this angst for a while. Let me know how I did :)

Originally posted by spn-spam


“Coffee?” Dean offers, handing you a steaming cup. You grin; you’ve been researching this journal for hours and you need caffeine as soon as possible.

When you tap a sip, you splutter, choking on the liquid. “Dean Winchester, is there whisky in this?” He gives you a cheeky smile before shrugging playfully.

His happiness doesn’t last long before the phone rings. Dean’s face morphs into a state of horror in a matter of seconds.

As he hangs up, you look at him cautiously. “Dean?”

“Crowley took Lisa and Ben.”

~-~

“Hey”, you whisper, putting a gentle hand on Dean’s tense shoulder. His green eyes barely flicker toward yours. “We’ll get them out. Don’t worry.”

He only grunts in response, shaking out of your grip roughly. “Let’s go.”

The three of you slip into the warehouse, all splitting up. Sam gives you a cautious look, but Dean doesn’t look back. You have to admit, it stings. You and Dean hadn’t taken the final step to an actual relationship- you just stayed as really close friends. You had thought you had a chance, that is, until Sammy fell in the pit and Lisa and Ben kept him for over a year.

Regardless of the hurt you feel in you chest, you keep moving, keeping your salt gun aimed. It’s oddly quiet, that is, until you hear the sounds of multiple gunshots.

You swiftly head over to the sounds, noticing this is where Dean was passing. Stepping over the bodies of multiple demons, you head into the room. 

You arrive just in time to hear Lisa, or presumably a demon possessing Lisa, taunt Dean and Ben, holding a knife under her son’s chin.

You see Dean’s face morph into one of agony as her words sink in. You can’t take it any longer, so you aim your gun at her head.

Dean seems to hear and see you before yelling, “Y/N, don’t!”

Lisa’s head turns toward you, flicking her hand and crashing you down the stairs. Your vision blackens as soon as you hit the ground.

When you open your eyes again, you see Dean and Ben leaning over Lisa’s bleeding body. 

“Ben, grab the salt gun. I have to carry your mom.” Dean’s voice is like maple syrup- deep and thick.

Ben hesitates before meekly asking, “What about her?”

Dean pauses for what seems like hours, but was probably only a few seconds. 

“Leave her.”

At first, you can’t believe your ears. You and Dean were like glue, and have been for ages. He was the guy you know you could rely on.

You see Dean’s boots as he rushes past you. He doesn’t even look down.

With that, you vision goes black once again.

~-~

Dean sits in the hospital, gently holding Lisa’s cold hand. The doctors said she wouldn’t wake up, but he had hope.

Sam had pleaded with him to go back to help you, but he only responded with a “She’s tough. She’ll be fine. You’re not going in there alone.” Angrily, Sam had left the hospital, presumably to get coffee.

That is, until he got a phone call. He reluctantly lets go of Lisa’s hand before heading outside the room to answer the call.

“What?” He asks roughly, tone sharp and crude.

“D-Dean”, your voice shocks him a little, “I need help.” There’s a pause and choking, sounding like you’re coughing up blood.

Dean curses before looking over at Lisa. She’s safe now, he reassures himself before grabbing his coat and car keys.

~-~ 

When he arrives, the warehouse is silent, and the bodies are still there from yesterday. His wet boots squeak on the hard floor as he takes careful steps.

When he enters the room Lisa and Ben were in, he sees your battered body tied to a chair with your head lolled to the side. There’s blood everywhere- on your face, on your shirt, on your arms and legs.

He gently shakes your shoulder. “Hey, I got you”, he says while grabbing Ruby’s knife and slicing the ropes that held you in place. Your eyes glance up to meet his. “My hero”, you whisper, before your eyes flash black.

With your arm lifted, Dean flies to the pillar next to him, pinning him in place.

“It’s about time, Deano”, you tease, grabbing the knife that Dean had dropped.

He struggles against your strength, but to no avail. “Leave her alone”, he growls, his eyes and jaw hard.

You laugh hysterically, tracing the knife along Dean’s face. “Like you care! From what I recall, you left her here for…”, you look at your cracked watch sarcastically, “about 12 hours.”

You see Dean’s expression turn into guilt. Had it really been that long?

“Cat got your tongue? What’s the matter, Deano? Feeling sorry yet?” You mock, pouting dramatically. He stays silent, looking at the floor in shame. “You know what’s funny, Dean?” He looks up at you reluctantly. “I didn’t have to try very hard to torture her. I mean, come on, one of the only guys she’s cared about leaves her to save another girl? It’s priceless! Also, a little too easy, for my taste.”

Dean gulps thickly, tears forming in his eyes. “Gonna cry, Dean? Well get ready, because shit’s about to get real sad”, you smile raising the knife towards his throat.

Before you can land the final blow, your body stops, and your face contorts in pain as you fight to gain control of your own body.

You shakily lower your arms as Dean takes a deep breath and is released to the floor. Your body is shaking terribly, the demon already taking control again. 

You know you don’t have a lot of time. This demon is one of the strongest you’ve faced. If it takes control again, you know Dean’s blood would be on your hands forever. You know what you have to do.

You look into Dean’s beautiful eyes and whisper “I’m sorry”, before plunging the knife into your stomach.

You and the demon screech as the demon fizzles out of your body. You slump to the ground, knife leaving your hand as you struggle to breath. 

“Y/N, oh God”, Dean chokes out, crawling to your dying body. He puts his hands firmly on the wound futilely, his tears dropping in your face and shirt. “You’re going to be okay, it’s going to be okay. Stay with me. We can go to Bobby’s after you’re better and watch shitty movies all day, your favorites, come on babygirl, hold on”, he rambles, his eyes not leaving yours.

“It’s okay, Dean”, you pause as you cough up more blood. With your heart swelling for the last time, your last dying breath goes to a simple phrase.

“I love you.”

When Sam comes five minutes later, all he can see is Dean sobbing over your pale, crumpled body, simple ‘I love you too’s leaving his brother’s lips and filling the cold, dusty air.


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It was over. It had been over for a little while. Achnologia was gone. Their battle, hard won. Guild mates and friends were cheering for joy. Cheering for victory. Some happily content with finally relaxing.

Her friends were all around her. She should feel relief. She should feel something, other than the emptiness she had inside.

She turned to look at her family. One by one, they were reunited with their friends. The dragon slayers returned unharmed as soon as Achnologia was gone.

She heard a squeal behind her, and glanced slowly to see a happy Levy, hoisted into the air by Gajeel. Patherlilly joining in their rejoicing.

Wendy was being hugged tightly by a sobbing Carla and Shellia.

To her left she could see Sting and Rogue being greeted by Yukino and Minerva. They exchanged a caring glance before being bombarded by the rest of the Sabertooth guild.

Eric was having his wounds tended to by a timid Kinana. Never before had she seen Kinana smile the way she did when she was with Eric. They too were soon joined by the rest of Crime Sorcière. All except Jellal, who was by Erza’s side. Ezra sat cradling their master’s head in her lap as Laxus sat by them equally exhausted. Happy was sitting in Mira’s lab who kneeled against Laxus and their master. The Raijinshū joined them, with Freed placing a hand on Laxus’ shoulder. Laxus’ face relaxed at the contact and he took his grandfather’s hand in his own and smiled slightly.

She saw them all. Happy. Relieved. Tired, but filled with an energy she could not match. They were complete.

She was not.

Everyone around her almost seemed to disappear. She slowly fell to her knees and rested her hands on the floor. She gripped the earth hard, listening to the crunch of gravel between her fingers, hoping to distract herself from the ache she had inside.

Finally, she relaxed her hands, but the soft crunching continued. She lifted her head slowly, closed eyes swollen with unfallen tears. She didn’t want to be bothered by anyone right now. She didn’t want to be comforted. She just needed to….not feel anything, if only for a moment.

She opened her eyes to the blurry world. She couldn’t hold it back anymore. Not when she could see her guild mates looking at her now. ‘Did they finally just realize that he was gone? Did they forget? How could they? Is that why they all looked so surprised. Yes, this is why I look like this. He’s gone. Our friend, my best friend. Our family, my nakama. My-’

“-Natsu.” She said in a shaky, sob ridden voice.

“Lucy.”

She snapped back to this reality, as if yanked forcefully by the one who called her name. She turned slowly, tears still falling from her cheeks. Her eyes widened. There he was. Right? He was right there, wasn’t he?

She slowly pushed herself off the ground, and with increasing strides, closed the distance between them. She couldn’t stop her body from lunging forward.

“Natsu!” She exclaimed, hugging Natsu as tightly as she possibly could. Her arms gripped around his neck, and her legs latched tightly around his torso.

Lucy sobbed heavily into a tired Natsu who returned her gesture. He gripped around her back and held her close.

Breathing deeply he said, only for her to hear.

“I’m home.”


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