Peter Maximoff was not the kind of person you could easily ignore, yet, somehow, all his friends succeeded in doing so. The other day he may have said something “rude” to Jubilee. He hadn’t meant what he said; the words just tumbled out of his mouth. What he had told her was enough to get the entire team, including Hank and Charles, to ignore him. Not one of them would look in his direction and the silver-haired boy was beginning to lose his mind.
Peter found himself sulking in the library at a window seat, watching some students play basketball outside. He had his earbuds in his ears and a dejected look was seemingly glued to his face. The beautiful weather combined with the long summer vacation had left the library almost completely empty except for Peter and you.
You preferred the comfort of the library over the messiness of the outdoors. Books were your comfort area; when your mutation had originally developed, the books you read were where you could escape the judgement and teasing of kids at school. Even at Xavier’s, when you felt like an outcast, you found your safe haven to be the library.
It was odd for you to see another person in the library during the summer unless the day was rainy, but with Ororo around, those days had become scarce. You decided that the silver haired boy at the window was here for some alone time; you weren’t quite sure why considering that every time you had seen him, he was surrounded by a group of friends. It was best, you decided, to leave him alone unless he began to cry or do something to attract your attention.
Every few minutes, Peter would reach his hand down to the Walkman attached to his jeans and turn up the sound of his music. The sound had gotten increasingly louder and had started to get on your nerves. If you were to read, it needed to be in silence. That was the only way you could relax. Loud noises, or more specifically, loud music, bothered you to the point where you could no longer focus. You repeatedly glared in his direction, but his music continued, and so did your increasing anger. Suddenly, you snapped your book closed, threw it on the table, and stalked over to Peter.
“Excuse me!” You shouted, waving your hand in front of his face. Peter snapped out of his trance and pulled out his earbuds. He turned to face you, surprised that there had been another person in the library.
“I don’t mean to be rude, but your music? It’s driving me insane. So could you please, please, either turn it off or turn it down?” Peter’s mouth opens and closes, attempting to respond; instead he grabs at his Walkman, shutting the music off.
“Sorry, I just- wasn’t expecting anyone else in here and- just a bad day and- y’know not your problem, my fault- m’sorry.” Peter’s mumbling combined with the speed of his words made it nearly impossible for you to understand his words.
“Slow down there. It’s fine, really. Is everything ok? I was a bit concerned seeing someone other than me in here on a sunny day. Can I sit?” You pointed your finger to where Peter had his feet propped on the chair. He nodded and quickly swung his feet down so you could sit down.
“Talk. I’ve been told I’m a good listener; you seem like you need it.” You told him. Peter sighed, thinking of a good way to put his thoughts into words. He wasn’t proud of what he said and telling someone who he had just met about the stupid shit he said wasn’t exactly a perfect idea; especially when this someone was cute.
“So, my friends, you probably know them, they’re all pissed at me. I said something stupid; not shocking considering I’m me. Anyways, I may have told my friend Jubilee, when I was mad, that her mutation was useless.” He winced as the last word left his mouth.
“Wow. That’s- wow. Well, you apologized, right? That would help.” You suggested.
“Yeah, that sounds like it would help, but it didn’t. Everyone’s pissed at me; Charles won’t even talk to me. I understand why everyone is angry at me, but I don’t understand why they don’t give me a chance to make it up. I was an asshole, yeah, I’ll be the first to admit that. I just need my friends to talk to me so I can tell them how sorry I am. I was just mad and that shouldn’t be a good reason, I know. I’m just really upset.” Peter explained.
“That’s a valid reason to be upset. You were a dick, definitely, but what they’re doing isn’t okay either. Shutting you out? What is that supposed to do? It’s not going to make anything better. What I think you need to do is go up to Jubilee and ask her if you two can talk things out, alone. If she forgives you, there’s absolutely no reason for anyone else to still be angry with you.” You told him. Peter’s gaze had returned to the window, thinking through what you said. You placed your hand lightly on his in order to get his attention. His head turned back to meet yours and he gave you a light smile.
“It’ll get better. You will get your friends back; trust me. And, hey, if it doesn’t work, come find me in the library. My name’s (y/n) and I’m pretty much always here.” You stood up from the seat and made your way back to your book.
“Hey, uh, (y/n)?” Peter called. You turned back to him with an expectant look on your face.
“Just, well, thanks. Really.” The two of you shared a smile before Peter watched you leave the library. Maybe things between his friends weren’t perfect at the moment, but, thanks to you, he had hope that it would.
Kurt Hummel moves from California to Lima after his dad’s heart attack causes them to lose their repair shop. Kurt leaves his prestigious performing arts school and any chance of moving to New York and getting into NYADA. His only other joy in life is custom tuning cars, but his father doesn’t approve. Things seem to get back on track when he joins the Dalton Crew as their mechanic, behind his father’s back. He’ll make the money he needs as long as he can put up with the unwanted attention of Sebastian Smythe. But, how will his dreams change after he meets the head of the McKinley Crew, Blaine Anderson, who decides that winning Kurt Hummel will be his next big challenge?
Tropes/Genre: movie!fic, angst, AU, alternate meeting, highschool!Klaine, romance, fluff, first time, virgin!Kurt, hurt/comfort
Lynne’s review: I gotta say, this is the first fic I’ve read where Wes is the bad guy. Wow. He’s the worst. I loved this story. It has your usual Glee characters, yet is so completely different. I love the relationship between Kurt and Blaine. The raw honesty. So much love. Plenty of angst, but even more love. I hope the author does write a sequel as she had suggested. I’d love to read it.
Because I love Wings and Embers (for those who don’t know, Wings and Embers is the bonus nessian story found in the target edition of acomaf) I turned the pics I found
taken by @bookofademigod (@this post) HUGE THANKS btw. Without you, we would’ve been missing a lot!— into text so I can easily reread it. And I thought why not share it?? So here it is!
“Fine, just do what you have to do.” - “Can
you stop being so freaking cute so I can concentrate?”
Jughead x Reader
Words:1072 (bit longer than a drabble oops)
Warnings: Cursing, fluff.
A/N: This was super cute, I love it and I figured I should post
something before the new episode.
Nothing was unusual for yourself and
Jughead on this particular Friday night. It had been the same routine for a
year (since you had sit by him one night when the rest of the booths were full
because of the post-football game crowds and you guys had hit it off),
Jughead goes to Pop’s around 7pm, gets some writing done and then you join him
around 8pm. He orders a double cheeseburger, fries and a chocolate milkshake
and you order a hotdog, fries and a vanilla milkshake. This was the same every
Friday night, for the past 52 Fridays.
BTS Reaction to you saving them from getting hit by a car
Hi can you please do a BTS Reaction To You Saving Them From Getting Hit By A Car, thank you 😬💕
Like I promised! A reaction before I go to bed ♥ I hope you enjoy this :)
Jungkook: After you pulled him back with all of the strength you had causing him to stumble back and fall to his bottom. Jungkook couldn’t help but be scared of the incident that just occurred. His heart would be pounding and breath quickened as he couldn’t comprehend what just happened. “Y-You saved me?” He stammered looking up at you. All you could do was nod, still shocked by your own actions as well. “I-I could’ve-”
“Sh.” You quickly cut him off kneeling down and wrapping your arms around him. You didn’t want to think of what could’ve happened, you wouldn’t be able to bare it.
Taehyung: Taehyung was an absolute wreck. The minute it resignated with him that you had just jumped in front of him causing him to stop from walking in the road he broke down. Tears fell down his face and loud sons wracked through his body. You quickly wrapped your arms around his torso not saying anything as you were afraid if you did speak your voice would crack and you had to be strong for Taehyung right now. The tighter you squeezed the quieter he got but you knew once you two got home his emotions would get the better of him.
Jimin: Unlike Jungkook or Taehyung, Jimin would immediately grow angrier by the second. A little at you but most of it was directed towards the driver of the car that could have easily hit both you and him. “Watch it jackass!” Jimin yelled staring at the car as it sped off at an incredibly too fast speed. Curse words left his mouth by the second and you could just tell his face was getting red. The moment the car got out of his sight he quickly whipped his head staring at you still very angry. “Wha-”
“You could have gotten hurt! Do you not think before you do anything?!”
“I was thinking of you!” You yelled back at Jimin. Jimin rarely got mad at you but he was more upset at the fact you didn’t think of your well being first, you could have gotten hurt and that’s all he cared about.
Hoseok:“Did you just..?” Hoseok stands behind you astounded and excited in a way. He saw you do something so selfless and brave he couldn’t believe his eyes. A big smile rose upon his face and tears rimmed his eyes seeing you standing there. Toes over the curb of the sidewalk and eye wide when you turned back to see if he was okay. All he could do was nod pulling you into his arms and mumbling a million praises to you.
Namjoon: Namjoon didn’t care about himself in that very moment, all he cared about was you, if you were okay and most of all what the hell were you thinking to do that. He pulled you back away from the road and held you tightly in his arms. “What the hell were you thinking?” He mumbled against your neck closing his eyes. “I don’t care if it was me, you do not put yourself in danger okay?” He pulled away for a moment to look at you to see tears already falling down your face. “I was scared.” You cried clinging onto his shirt looking up to him worried. You thought that was it, the car came by so fast you had to get him out of the way, you didn’t care if you got hurt, he was more important.
Yoongi: You had pulled Yoongi back so hard that he had fallen back landing on the concrete ground. At first, he was taken aback, he wanted to snap at why in the first place you would pull him back knocking him to the ground, but once he saw the car zoom past you both and heard your loud screaming and cursing a smile formed on his face. He was staring up and smiling at you while you consistently screamed at the driver that was long gone. He was thankful to have you.
Jin: His mouth hung open at the strength you had managed to have, he knew he was stronger than you and on many occasions have you failed to push him aside, but with all the adrenaline that went into you when seeing his foot step on the street and the black car zooming up you had to do what you thought was best. You pulled him back and quickly hugged him tight, you were terrified of what had just happened but all Jin felt was thankful, he was happy you were the one he was with. He wrapped his arms around you kissing the top of your head mumbling a “Thank you.” He had so much more to say to you but all he could say at the moment was ‘Thank you.’
Sometimes, work sucked. Just as a general haul. Be it school work, office work… YouTube work? Everything. It was easy to have anything pile up on you and make you feel like shit. Emotionally and physically.
Today- sadly- was one of those fair days.
You had a meeting about God knows what; three hours of undecipherable rambling that you knew you weren’t getting back. A soild waste of breath, daylight, and space in your schedule.
We have all have these days.
Though you pressed through, in one piece or another, and managed to make it back home at the end of it all. You were almost ready to call up either Mark or Tyler because you felt drunk on exhaustion. But, a prayer let you drive in peace.
As soon as the door was shut behind you when you entered the shared home, a thick sigh droned out of your mouth. It sank low and hung heavy in the air.
Hobbling to the nearest couch seemed almost impossible. After you were able to kick free your shoes, that is.
But once you threw yourself face first upon it’s surface- everything was right with the world. Your aches and worries didn’t slip through your skin like you had hoped, but they were generously numbed.
Your eyelids fluttered shut and quiet consumed you.
That was just moments before you heard a murmur of movement somewhere from around you.
A/N; So this series went on hiatus for a while I apologise. I have been in a mood with it because I hit a block. However much encouragement from @rememberstilinski and @dumbass-stilinski has ended up with me posting it. I really hope that you guys enjoy it! <3
I think my biggest academic downfall is that I have a typing speed of 100 words per minute so whenever I get assigned a paper I automatically go “2000 words? I mean I could technically write that in 20 minutes,” completely forgetting that the only time I type that fast is when I already know what I’m going to write, so an hour before every deadline I find myself panic-typing bullshit that’s gonna be worth 40% of my grade and anyway the moral of this post is fuck freetypinggame.net
Request: Can you do a really jealous Ethan smut please!
Warnings: Smut, sex, over stimulation, Dom!Ethan, rough sex
Music blasting from the speakers, the smell of weed and alcohol flooded your senses as you stepped through the door of Ethan’s house. Ethan and Grayson decided to throw a house party since their family was gone for the weekend.
shiro is the lead singer n he has one of the most velvety voices ever?? and everyone is like holy shit ma n,,, like holy fuck. he used to just sing in choirs and stuff but he eventually put that aside once befriending the rest of the band. his folks back at his small hometown weren’t exactly happy with his choice of music, but they’re proud enough. but not only can he sing, he can play the guitar too. shiro stans are constantly talking about his sharp handsome features along with his muscles. out of the band, hes the most collected of them all but has a bit of a goofy side that the fans freak out over.
keith plays lead guitar and is a fucking beast at it. everyones a fan of keith’s guitar solos. his electric guitar is colored red and is named the Red Paladin. keith has been playing the guitar since age 8 when he was first put into guitar lessons. additionally, keith adds his own vocals at times and sometimes sings solos in songs. keith stans are attracted to him for his emo-like persona and a few jokingly refer to him as gerard way (which keith doesnt mind until the rest of the band begins calling him that too) and a lot of the fans are attracted to his ~mysterious~ personality. despite looking the scariest, hes actually a puppy at heart and is probably the dorkiest of the group
lance plays the bass and plays it like a god. his rhythm is smooth and constant and everyone’s got a thing for his bass solos. he owns a blue bass that he calls the Blue Paladin (a mirror to keith’s guitar). he first self taught himself the guitar at age 12 and then further on taught himself how to play the bass. he too provides vocals and the group all agrees that he harmonizes best with keith. to the fanbase, he is revered as memelord and king of shitpost. hes the one whos constantly dabbing and making awful jokes at concerts. lance stans love him for his charisma and oozing confidence. he is one of the funniest and light hearted of the band.
pidge plays the keyboard and can play at such a fast rate it rivals sonic’s speed (lance’s words). when shes playing the keyboard she is completely in the zone, eyes trained as her fingers glide across her instrument. in between songs at concerts though, shes always ready to provide a joke at the expense of her teammates (all in love ofc). shes also the one in charge of the effects that go on during concerts (aka how lights will go, whats on the monitors, etc). the smartest of the bunch, pidge is also considered the most savage and wont hold anything back. pidge stans love her for her fiery personality and just maybe bc pidge is adorably tiny
hunk plays the drums and is phenomenal. hes always so enthusiastic to play and has the most energy to play during a concert. his beats are the backbone of their songs and as a member is the heart of the band. he began playing the drums at a young age and was always fascinated by music. he lovingly refers to his drum set as the yellow paladin and he insists pidge call her keyboard the green paladin but she finds it ridiculous. he is also the one they depend on to fix their instruments and equipment, seeing as hes rather handy with those things. hunk’s fanbase loves him for his kind personality and humor. along with keith, he too is a bit of a puppy and the fans l ov e it. hes also the most hard working of the band, always the last one to leave the studio bc he just HAS to get this right.
allura is actually a solo artist herself and was the one who discovered them. she saw them playing at one of their small gigs one time and decided that they needed to tour with her. she is the daughter of alfor altea, owner and creator of Altea Records. allura offers the band a recording label there, to which they agree to gladly. as a solo artist, she has a large following. her voice is known in the business for being so powerful with her barely trying. she serves as a mentor to the band and helps as much as she can.
coran is allura’s manager and works for alfor at altea records. as allura’s manager, he also doubles as the band’s manager too. very quirky and a bit of an oddball, coran always has ideas and is the best when it comes to PR. he too is known by the fans as manager and often stars in the band + allura’s social media. this gains coran a few fans that hes awfully proud of and thinks its the best thing in the universe. (he also lowkey totally has a crush on alfor but as if hed ever act on that but in reality alfor is trying his best to make it known to the redhead that his feelings are reciprocated)
um ofc the band’s name is Voltron what did u expect
shiro and keith were the first ones of the band basically. keith convinced shiro that his voice was fucking good as hell man and that he should quit choir and maybe start up something new
they end up meeting pidge, lance, and hunk after performing at some open mic night bc lance decided hed insult the song they performed (which keith wrote) it was eventually settled when lance admitted that shiro’s voice was amazing though and that keith’s guitar playing was pretty good
“not too good of course”
after a week or so when shiro first learns that the others play instruments, it hits him that theyve been whats missing all along and eventually they all come together and form voltron
despite originally clashing, keith and lance actually make a pretty good team and write some of the best lyrics together
shiro is constantly acting as a buffer for each of them, often at times having to cross out inappropriate lyrics or song choices
“for the last time, pidge, we’re not gonna write a song about birds fucking”
“its a perfectly good song and you know it"
hunk coming up with the best beats and rhythms and all out of nowhere just because he was randomly tapping his hands against some object
pidge playing pranks on them during concerts and one time steals shiro’s mic when he’s occupied on a different part of the stage
um yeah ofc the fans ship #klance and the two blush and get flustered over it every time its mentioned but they get together eventually bc honestly everyone saw it coming
the top two things people look forward to in meet and greets: touching shiro’s bicep and getting to experience one of hunk’s bear hugs
fans know about hunk’s passion for cooking so they like to tweet him about it. some even go as far as gifting him food and its honestly the sweetest thing ever
hunk sends out a personalized thank you tweet to everyone who gives him food
keith is constantly being asked by the fans to wear eyeliner
emo style bc they already have shiro wearing winged eyeliner
the band going through the the internet to see what fans are saying and being simultaneously overwhelmed with happiness and also confused as to what the hell theyre going on about
“why are they calling me daddy? am i a fatherly figure?"
”…im a sinnamon roll”
“wait who the fuck just called me a rip off pete wentz”
“why are people making so many memes of keith but not me?? the actual memelord??”
“someone just called me a cinnamon roll?? thats the most adorable compliment ever"
allura constantly having to Stop them from posting awful things on their social media
“shiro i dont think #dicksoutforharambe is the social movement you want your name tagged onto”
“but lance said it was for a good cause”
everyone in the band realizes that coran is head over heels for alfor and finds it both hilarious and endearing but also sad bc?? hes so oblivious?? its so obvious alfor likes him back smh
except for lance though. he isnt even aware until hunk makes a joke about coran and alfors’ wedding
their fanbase being called paladins bc why not
(sorry im not letting it be called quiznaks. i cant let us be called fucks i just cant)
band selfies more like “pidge i understand its difficult for you to be seen but you dont have to stand on the table–no dont argue its not safe”
pidge can secretly rap hella good and decides to showcase it one time in lance’s snapchat story
SHE RAPS NICKI MINAJ’S MONSTER VERSE ONE TIME N IT IS WILD AF
lance wont stop making lance bass jokes and no one knows why exactly
o god hunk driving all the fans wild when he throws his drum sticks out to the crowd at the end of a concert and is smiling widely in all his sweat filled glory
also shiro totally always purposely wears sleeveless shirts at concerts bc Oh Yeah
o and also shiro still has a prosthetic arm in this au just saying
hunk and pidge fucking around with the stage equipment and stuff for shits n giggles
until allura and shiro find them n tell them to stop
one time lance is told to do the opening to one of their songs at a concert and he just strums his bass idly before saying “anyway, here’s wonderwall”
oh my god keith answering interviewer’s questions impulsively without thinking
“what part are you from?”
“my mother’s womb part”
they all adopt a black cat as their band mascot (irl they just wanted a cat) named voltron who constantly wears a multi colored sweater (red,blue,yellow,green) which was knitted personally by lance.
pls imagine thEm playig THE VOLTRON THEME SONG EVERY BEGINNING OF A CONCERT