stop making me fall in love with you both



ENTJ-  You scare me. You are such and incredible leader, how do you do that?? But also I hate authority and feel a need to disagree with you at every turn because you’re so bossy. You’re not as cool as you think you are, but you’re almost as cool as you think you are and that’s pretty damn cool. Be my friend.

ENTP- Fuckin’ chill out you memelord. You’re either coasting through life or putting WAY to much effort into shit. You’re a bit of a narcissistic fuck but you’re still my favourite type (*coughs*). You’re too excitable and too much of a dick and you’re personality doesn’t make sense. Stop being mean to you’re friends. Learn to be more comfortable with emotions, it’ll be important later on in life. Be the friend that can cheer others up with jokes when they don’t really wanna talk about what’s wrong.

INTJ- You’re cool, you get shit done and you’re a bit of a supervillian. What’s not to love? You’re a rare bird. There aren’t many of you out there, but you are important. If you weren’t here, who else would the ENFP’s annoy? You’re a behind the scenes leader most of the time, pulling the strings from a safe (and smart distance) but you aren’t afraid to get you’re hands dirty. You’re good at shit.But don’t forget, you’re not superhuman. Remember other people have these pesky things called emotions, be wary of them STILL i want you to be proud of you’re inherent assholeness.

INTP-  Mad scientist. I’m constantly searching for your approval because of my unresolved daddy issues and it freaks me out. Yes, you are a daddy. Some of you have your heads shoved up a little too far in you’re own arse. Just because you’re introverted and intuitive and darn cold, does not make you better than others honey. Basically, you’re a condescending shit. But hey I still put you on this weird pedestal, so we’re both guilty. You’re the genius on tv shows that isn’t diagnosed but falls on the aspergers spectrum somewhere.


ENFJ-  Baby, I worship the ground you walk on. You are so cool, calm and controlled while still being awesome, enthusiastic and excitable. Don’t be my friend, date me. But stop trying to fix everything. Think about yourself a lil okay buddy, and use logic sometimes too. Actually scratch all that, you’re perfect, I love you.

ENFP-  You are a beautiful, annoying bastard. You’re too nice and I don’t feel comfortable making mean jokes at your expense (because you’d probably take it seriously and cry yourself to sleep), but you have effortless charm. Stop thinking about the individual and start thinking about the bigger picture, you’re not realistic. Be my friend, but not like close friend, y'know.

INFP-  Hello, the human equivalent of tumblr. Fuck. People either love you or hate you. I don’t know where I fall on that scale tbh. Sometimes you’re just a little too much honey, I’m not sensitive enough for you. Other times you are too precious for this world and I just wanna wrap you up in a blanket and protect you. I am strangely attracted to you despite how awkward you probably think you are. You have a lot of knowledge in that head of yours. Be that person I have a weird co-dependant relationship with, that really isn’t healthy but I can’t exactly live without you and I’m not sure why.

INFJ- Ah INFJ, I haven’t met many of you but BOY, are the ones I know pretentious. You’re one of the least common MBTI type, and you probably know and take pride in this. You’re good at reading people, I know, but you can just talk to me instead of analyse from a distance bud. You’re ultimately very cool and creative, a little bit of a know it all but it’s justified. You’re a sweet bundle of joy and I love you. Be my best friend. You’re good at being a friend. Really good.


ESFP-  I like you a lot kid, you remind me of a younger me. We shouldn’t get along but I love/envy you. You’re caring and you have a great childlike spirit. Make some art and ramble to me some more. I seriously appreciate you so much. You bring me back down to  the ‘now’ with you’re crazy impulsive attitude and caring demeanour. Just learn to listen to me a lil more when I tell you you’re thinking with you’re heart instead of you’re brain again. You do it a lot, buddy. Be my lover.

ESTP-  You’re cool man. You’re Ferris Bueler. You’re a salesman that’s constantly selling me on your personality. Look we get it, you’re good with one liners and you’re athletic and everyone loves you, but also hey, think about others you little sociopathic flirt. Also, sometimes people really DO know more than you, I know! Crazy. Be my Idol.

ISFP-  You probably reaallly like music. Chill out buddy, I don’t know much about you but you seem stressed and too fierce for ur adorable demeanour. I know you are your own individual beautiful creative person, you don’t need to tell me. People DO care about you, i know sometimes you doubt that, but you got this life in the bad. You’ll probably never grow out of your angsty teen years tbh but it’s okay, find yourself an ISFJ and you’ll be okay.

ISTP-  So you’re just as cool but less attainable, loner ESTP. You’re in control of your own everything but also out of control and mildly self destructive? Be the mysterious kid I rarely talk to, but everytime I do I fall in love with you a little bit.


ESFJ-  Hey there soldier. In the best case scenario, you’re cutie Monica Geller, that’s a lil anal and mildly manipulative but really! very! sweet!. In the worst case scenario you are literally my worst nightmare. Your the squad’s glue tho. Sometimes you offer a cool third perspective, but you over simplify things and don’t try to understand my crazy theories and that’s annoying. Learn to get over yourself a lil, stop playing the victim buddy and compromise. Be my friend in a few years when you learn to self reflect better.

ESTJ-  You’re a manipulative bitch. You’re so judgemental, you’re Rachel McAdams in Mean Girls. You’re pretty cool. Even more of a rampant psycho than ENTJ. I don’t like you all that much (and something tells me you don’t really care) but I respect you a LOT. Stay a safe distance away from me and please don’t judge me. You’re too savage.

ISFJ-  Hey my emo saviour. You understand everybody and nobody truly understands you. You’re the reliable Colin Firth that the world of Bridget Jones’s run to after their crazy escapades with Hugh Grant. Just remember to have standards baby, and don’t accept everyone that runs into you’re arms. You’re worth more than what most people are willing to give. Be my favourite sweet emotional little kid brother (even if you are female.)

ISTJ-  You say 'interesting’ a lot. If life were a tv show, you’d be a sassy little hate muffin that tumblr idolised that everyone would remark didnt get enough screen time. You’re all business and sometimes you should let down that gaurd fam :) Think about people a little bit more bud. I respect you. I’ll be your friend! But it will probably take three years to build up our relationship and it will probably be accidental, but im here for u anyway.

Reggie x Reader: Fingers and thumbs, baby. (Part III)

A/N: Hi, I need your help. Is this story too long? Cause if it is i’ll try to speed up the way the story goes so that it won’t bore you to death or I could leave it as it is (I already finished it it just needs editing) and let the sotry run it’s course? You’re response will be appreciated, my lovelies. Enjoy x

Plot: When Reggie and (Y/N) have been bestfriends their whole lives but the universe had other plans.

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Little Talks (Justin Foley)

Title: Little talks.

Pairing: Justin Foley x Reader

Request: Yes. And I hope you like how I turned your request into something lovely. Hope you like it.

Word Count: 693 words

Reader Gender:  Female

Warnings: It’s too lovely for me.

Summary: Justin comes over his girlfriend’s house to get some comfort after dealing with Seth.

Author’s Note: Thank you for all the feedback I got in my first imagine. I love you all. Continue requesting please.

Math was stressing me out. Normally I’ll already had finished it, but instead of starting it at my homework time, I came to see Justin on his practice. He said he liked when I came because he felt nice having me around, and he needed me.

“Sweetie, we’re almost leaving are you sure you don’t want to come with us?” Mom asked coming to my bedroom putting her pearl rings on.

“No, thank you. I still have to finish my work and also is your anniversary’s dinner, just go and enjoy yourselves.” I said calmly and she smiled.

“Thank you. Have fun with Math.” She said and went downstairs to meet dad who already was in the car waiting for her.

I put some music and continued dancing while doing my homework. It was weird but not having anyone at home and loud music helped a lot. Usually music helped me on everything. Sometimes I listened to music while I studied for my exams and information got stuck on me. Justin said it was a gift. He helped me with Math sometimes but he never liked to come to study for an important exam because he knew I listened loud music and that wasn’t he’s method.

After half an hour, I finished. But I wasn’t the only one at home. Some footsteps were coming upstairs and I silenced the music and ran to close the door of my bedroom. I tried to put all my weight on the door, and just when I thought someone would open, someone knocked the door slowly.

“Y/n” Justin’s voice cracked. And I opened the door.

He looked terrible. He had tears still on his cheeks and he was sad. When I finally got to see him he immediately hugged me tighter than other times.

“Baby, what happened?” I asked and he continued crying on my neck. “It was Seth again, right?” And he slowly nodded.

He stepped away from me. And I touched his cheeks calmly. Then I dragged him to sit on my bed closing the bedroom door.

“Sorry I entered this way. I saw your parents car wasn’t parked and I just came by the front door. I should have climbed and-” I shushed him and touched​ his cheek again.

“It’s fine, you don’t have to climb anything, you’re part of my life and you deserve to enter by the door like the boyfriend you are.” He smiled a little.  “I’m here now, and everything will be alright, okay?” He nodded.

And he got me closer and he kissed me. Just like he did when he was mad, when someone flirted with me in a party and he had to show I was his girlfriend. Just like he did when he fought with someone, with Seth especially.

“Stay tonight, I’ll make sure you feel better.” I said and he kissed my hand.

“If I stay tonight, don’t you think your parents will find out?”

“They’ll arrive late and I bet the won’t even notice you, don’t worry.”

“But I’ll leave early before they wake, okay?”

“Are you sure you want to do that? I think is better if we just tell them in the morning why you stayed.”

“I’ll leave. Promise me you’ll agree with it.” He was serious and I nodded.

“We’ll do this your way. I won’t pressure you to anything, yeah?” I whispered closer to him and he kissed me.

“I don’t deserve you as my girlfriend.” He said tired.

“I’m the one who doesn’t deserve you. A popular pretty boy on the basketball team-” And he laughed a little.

“But you are smarter and beautiful and everything to me.” He continued and I give him a little kiss. “You’re the only person that matters to me. I promise-” He stopped talking and just continued observing me. “You look beautiful with the light from outside.”

I smiled and he kissed me again. Small lovely kisses fill with love. Just love. Justin touched my neck carefully.

“You make everything​ worth it at the end, my love.”

He said with a whisper while cuddling in bed with me until we both fall asleep.

Lacrosse Practice

A/N: I didn’t proof read this, so I’m so, so sorry if there are any mistakes, if there are, please tell me and I will fix them right away and enjoy this imagine. I love you guys xxx

You were so nervous yet so excited, you were getting ready for the Lacrosse try outs and you were on the field watching all the guys clumsily put on their jersey’s. You picked up your stick and picked up a ball and flung it across the pitch and perfectly into the net. You heard someone cheering and applauding you in the background, shouting your name, you turned your head and saw your best friend, Y/B/F/N, standing on the bleachers.You waved and placed your focus back on the ball. You picked up another ball and threw the ball into the net again.

“Woah, who the hell is that?” Stiles asked Scott as he watched you throw every ball straight into the net. “That’s Y/N.” Scott replied. “What? Are you sure? I’ve loved her since the first time I saw her, I think I would recognise that goddess. Maybe your werewolf superpowers aren’t working properly today.” Stiles insisted. “Trust me, that’s Y/N. And when do my wolf senses not work?” Scott snapped as he narrowed his eyes at Stiles. “Like that time when we were in that gay club a couple years ago.” Stiles smirked. “Right, sure, ‘cos my powers are meant to be used to sense all gay people, real mature, Stiles.” Scott playfully rolled his eyes at Stiles. “Everybody get on the field! Come on, my grandma can run faster than you, and she’s dead!” Coach shouted and blew his whistle.

You dropped your ball on the ground and ran to the centre of the field where Finstock and all the other players were. “Oooo wow, a girl. Are you sure you’re in the right place, you could get seriously injured by us men.” teased another Lacrosse player. “I can take care of myself, and as for you, get ready for any humiliation and broken bones. I heard for a guy, it’s kinda embarrassing to get beaten up by a girl.” you insulted back. Seriously, a girl can do whatever she freaking wants, don’t be a sexist pig and get a life. “This is the most important time of your lives, these are Lacrosse try outs! Now go! Move it!” yelled Coach. You grabbed your stick again and got into one of the lines, next to Greenberg.

“Come on Greenberg, get the hell up and get to the back of the line. Greenberg, you suck,” your eyes widened. “God, I hate that kid.” Finstock whispered the last sentence but it was loud enough that you heard it. “Careful, Stilinski and McCall are dangerous animals, take it easy, Y/L/N.” you rolled your eyes at him and put the ball in the net of your Lacrosse stick. Stiles and Scott got in position and glanced at each other, both of them tightening their grip to their Lacrosse sticks. You charge at the two boys and they did the same. You pushed your shoulder into Scott and pressed your stick against his back hard and he fell to the ground. That was pretty easy, not gonna lie. Stiles ran towards you and you quickly dodged him while hitting his shins with your stick, causing him to trip up and fall to the grass, immediately joining Scott. You threw the ball towards the net and the guy in goal missed the ball, letting the ball hit the back of the net.

You turned round and everyone’s jaws had dropped, even Coach’s. “There’s no point looking at you losers now, Stilinski, McCall, you disgust me. What the hell was that?!” Finstock yelled and you snorted and tried to cover your mouth. “I guess, you should congratulate your new Lacrosse captain…?” Coach continued. “Applaud her, you lazy slugs!” A roar of cheering and whistling deafened you and you smiled. You turned your head and you saw Stiles still on the floor as he watched Scott lift himself up. You barged through your disgusting classmates and made your way to Stiles.You offered your hand to him and he gladly took it, you lifted him up and he brushed off all the grass off his uniform.

“That was pretty amazing, you even beat poor McCall here.” Stiles pointed at Scott. “You probably scarred him for life, poor Scottie boy.” Stiles continued sarcastically and you laughed at his humour. Scott placed his hand on your shoulder and you looked over at him. “That was incredible, congrats on being Captain, you deserve it and it’s about time a girl proves everyone wrong. Well done. Stiles, I’ll meet you in the changing rooms, bye Y/N.” Stiles winked at Scott. “Thanks Scott, trust me, you did great with the other players.” you finished and he left, leaving you and Stiles alone again. “Sorry if I really hurt you, Stiles.” Stiles shook his head, “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. It would be kinda funny if you left a mark, then I could be reminded everyday that I got my ass kicked by a beautiful and talented girl.” Stiles immediately stopped when he realised what you said and his a soft red coated his cheeks.

“Oh god, I just meant that…” Stiles paused and froze for a second. “There’s literally no way of me saving myself here, is there?” you shook your head and smiled. “Sorry Stiles, now, what were you saying?” you taunted. “Oh fuck it. Y/F/N, you are the most prettiest girl I ever laid my eyes on and I’ve liked you for so long, so, so long, trust me, it’s been long and Scott thinks it’s pathetic since I never confessed my love to you and I talk about you literally everyday and it’s been long, you can even ask him. Actually, don’t, that would be pretty embarrassing for me when you find out how long I’ve liked you, and I’m rambling, oh shit, this is hard. Okay, how would you like to go on a date with me, this Friday at 6?” You pretended to think even though you knew what your answer was gonna be but you just wanted to taunt Stiles just a tiny bit longer. “Look, Stiles, you’re a great guy and i’m sure any girl would be lucky enough to have you but i’m not one of them…” Stiles looked down and grabbed his Lacrosse stick and was about to say something until you quickly continued. “Of course I will, I’ve liked you for so long too but maybe not as long as you, the way you described it, it was liked you’ve liked me since I was literally born.”

Stiles wrapped his arms around your waist and picked you up, twirling you around. He stopped after a few seconds of you both laughing and you squealing. “Don’t do that to me ever again. A guy like me can only handle a lot of rejection and I swear I could hear my heart breaking, I don’t think I could ever love anyone again if you carried on.” you laughed and smiled at him since he really did love you and you could feel yourself falling deeper and deeper for him. “We should probably go. You know, before Finstock screams at us and makes you cry.” you playfully insulted Stiles. “Yeah, I cry really easily, you know I cried when I first watched the ending of the last Star Wars movie, that shit hit me hard.” you laughed so much, you could feel yourself tearing up. You knew you were going to fall hard for Stiles and you had no idea how you were going to pick yourself up if anything bad happened. It was going to be impossible.

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What We Created (9)

Sebastian Stan x Reader (pregnancy series)

Summary: A one nightstand with the one and only Sebastian Stan changes your life and his forever

Word count: 1,308 (short because sadly the storyy is coming to an end)

Warning: fluff, gender reveal

A/N: Seriously so sorry for taking this long to update. I started real estate classes and my first day i took so many notes my hand started swelling. Life is really draining me right now, on top of keeping my Instagram and YouTube updated and getting ready for college. I hope you understand. Hopefully part 10 comes faster than this part did. Also lets pretend Anthony Mackie has social media, okay?

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Bts Reacting To You Changing Your Clothing Choices For Them.

Request:  i would like to request another one where the boys react to when you (their girlfriend) usually dress like a tomboy but you start wearing more girly things like dresses and high heels :)

This one is going to be fun haha



He noticed you trying to dress in dresses more often and would appreciate it, but he would be suspicious as he knew you weren’t a fan of dresses. He would eventually confront you and ask you about it, making sure you weren’t doing it just to please him. 

You would tell him of corse you wanted to impress him but that you just wanted to try it out. He would smiles and kiss your cheek and say you are so cute but he wants to you dress however you want. 

You eventually find a happy medium to please your tomboy side and to please what he likes as well. 

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He wouldn’t be happy, there is no denying it. He loves you wearing Jean, a snapback and an oversized tee. 

Seeing you in a dress and heels would throw him off quite a bit and he would ask why you are dressed up so much, especially for just hanging out at the studio with him. 

You would tell him it’s because you thought he would like it better than your normal style since the other members preferred a girl that dressed up. To which he would pretty much face palm and stand up and tug on your dress. 

“I think you look pretty like this don’t get me wrong love, but you look so sexy dressed in jeans and a normal shirt. Please don’t think you have to dress up just because everyone says so.”

You would blush and nod at him. He would make you go home and change and when you come back he would stop working on whatever he was doing (which rarely happens) and sit on the sofa and cuddle with you, which would lead to you both falling asleep wrapped in each others arms.

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He would get very excited to see you dressed up all nice for him since it rarely happened unless there was a special occasion. He wouldn’t stop complimenting how pretty the dress looked on you and how tall you were with your heels. 

Only later did he notice you squirm uncomfortable in the dress did he realise maybe you weren’t doing this because you wanted to but because you wanted to impress him. 

He didn’t want to confront you about for fear he would hurt your feelings so he would purposely say things like I love how you look in jeans and your flannel shirts. 

You took the hint and went back to wearing your normal clothes soon afterwards, to which he would then smile widely and say he was happy to have you back to normal. Which surprised you that he noticed you were doing it for him. 

Before you could even ask him how he figured out he would kiss your lips sweetly and tell you never to change who you are because he loved you just the way you were. 

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Rap Monster

Your mother was insistent that you tried to dress up for you boyfriend more since she had been wanting him to “pop the question” for a while. You protested as much as possible, hating the idea of pressuring your boyfriend of 2 years into something he wasn’t ready for yet especially since his career was skyrocketing.

Eventually, you caved though and she kept a close eye on what you were wearing, making sure you didn’t wear your normal clothes. 

Rap Monster of corse to notice and asked what was up, he laughed loudly when he found out. “Aren’t you cute, you are (your age here) and you still can’t say no to your mom” he would tease. 

You would get slightly upset about the whole thing, to which he said he would talk to your mom and tell her he loved you just the way you are and he didn’t want you dressing up to impress him when you had done that years ago. 

He would eventually pop the question but not for a few more years, ever time you dressed up from there on though he would tease you. “did your mom pick that out for you sweetie” to which you would playful smack his arm, earning a chuckle from him followed by a kiss. 

“You are so beautiful y/n”

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“That dress it cute y/n but why is it on you?”

That’s all it needed for you to realise you had been caught.

 You had recently watched an interview and he had stated that he had a thing for girls that dress up in dresses and heels which made you feel self-conscious that maybe you weren’t good enough for him. 

So next time you saw him you showed up wearing a pretty purple dress and white heels, he definitely eyed you up and down for a moment before he asked you why.

When you told him you saw the interview he blushed and rubbed his neck and looked at the floor.

“Just because I said I like girls that dress like that doesn’t mean you aren’t good enough. I just said that girls that do that are pretty, they never asked me what I find sexy” his voice would fade out shyly as he looked back up at you. 

You giggled a little realising without him saying what he was saying. You would hug him tightly and tease him for being so shy. You would share a deep kiss before he would break it only to poke your nose “You are too beautiful for me y/n”

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He wouldn’t notice it at first because he always gets so caught up staring at your beautiful face. He would sit there admire you for a solid minute at least before he would look down and furrow his brow.

“Ay, did I miss something! Did we have a date tonight!” He would panic and start freaking out as you chuckle telling him that you just saw a post talking about his ideal type is a girl who dresses up in expensive nice clothes so you decided to try to dress like this more often from now on to please him. 

He would frown and shake his head telling you not to read those silly articles and that you didn’t need to change your whole style just to please him and that he liked that you were diffrent from most girls and that is why he was drawn to you to begin with, was becasue of how you didnt follow the normal dress standard. When he realised your personality also shine differently than other girls he fell for you.

You would blush as he told you how much he loved you for being you, and he would poke your cheek as you blushed from his confession. 

“I love you y/n, no matter how crazy you are” he chuckled as he hugged you. 

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You knew he would be Shook he always is when you dress in dresses and heels, but this time it was because your friends told you to so because you were worried that you weren’t good enough for him. 

He wouldn’t say anything at first, but he would differently show it through his awkward actions. He didn’t know how to approach you about it so he asked the older members what to do (which they pretty much told him to man up and talk to you)

When he finally did talk to you about it, you thought he was going to break up with you because he looked upset. When he asked why you had been dressing up recently your didn’t bother lying to him and told him the truth.

He frowned deeply as you told him how you felt. He would hug you tightly and kiss your forehead over and over again, running his hands through your hair. “Don’t ever talk like that again, I love you and you are the most perfect person I have ever met.”

He always went the extra mile from then on to make sure he expressed his love for you, telling interviewers how much he loved you and talking about you at concerts and fan meetings when they asked about you. 

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thank you again @-happytbh- for your request. I had fun with this one to. 


Strength in Numbers - skiesinoureyes - Supergirl (TV 2015) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

This is the first of a series of fics about the superfriends (well, let’s be honest, mainly sanvers). It’s about Alex always being proud to show off her scars until Maggie gives her a hickey and she gets shy.

Alex Danvers had always had some form of scars or bruises, ever since she was a little kid. From minor scrapes as a child falling off of her bike to major flesh wounds from battling it out in the field against whatever new defenses Cadmus had up, Alex’s body always seemed to be an ever-changing tapestry of wounds, but she didn’t mind. She had always liked her scars. They made her feel proud, made her feel important. The way she saw it, every wound told a story, every cut, every scrape, every bruise, had a cause for being there. Every injury meant that she had done something, tried something, that was worth talking about. So, when it came to other people seeing them, she didn’t mind, and when Maggie saw the full scale of her scars and bruises that she had accumulated over the years, she didn’t bat an eyelash, because she knew how they made Alex feel accomplished. Alex had never cared about others seeing her flaws. That is, until the first time Maggie gave her a hickey. The night before, things got pretty heated up at Maggie’s place, and when Alex walked into work the next morning, she could tell something was off. J’onn was staring at her with a puzzled expression on his face.

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petalouda85  asked:

Do you know any fluffy, soft Kylux fics??? My relatively good day just went down the drain

oh, darling! I’m so sorry! here:

  • Make Me Whole by @kyluxtrashpit
    After Starkiller’s fall, Ren isn’t taking care of himself. Hux steps in to assist.

  • Misery Loves Company (And Soup) by @theearlgreyalpha
    kylo and hux both have colds/fevers but they never miss Sexy Time™ so they still try to get it on. They’re too tired and it’s miserable though, so after Hux can’t stop shivering for the wrong reasons and Ren almost sneezes into a kiss, they give up and help each other to the kitchen to just make soup. Huddling in bed and sharing the soup bowl and taking care of each other is somehow sexy too.

  • The Fuck-Up You Love by @beeeeebeeee
    “You know what this reminds me of?” “No, but it’s probably something horrible. Knowing you.” Kylo’s skin feels sticky from the blueberry ice melt. The breeze coming from the window catches cool and the air smells of burnt sugar.

  • Flower by @bubbaknowlton
    While Hux is off-world, Kylo and their toddler spend time together and their son braids flowers into Kylo’s hair.

  • The Littlest Nope by @glass-oceans
    Millicent experiences her first snow.

  • Draped In Your Desires by @zaera-d
    Hux is an accomplished tailor on Savile Row in London. Kylo is the rebelling, American son of an influential English family. When a ruined suit brings them together one evening, they find themselves in a whirlwind of high fashion and carefully hidden desires.

  • in every life, i’m yours by gracezodiac
    we fall in love, over and over and over

  • A Necessary Break by @theweddingofthefoxes
    General Hux goes looking for Kylo Ren while he trains, just to make sure he’s safe. Things get more honest than he expects.

  • Mine by @kyluxtrashcompactor & @oorsprong
    Hux wants to trace his fingers and lips along every inch of Kylo’s body when they’re in bed; go slow, map out his skin and generally enjoy what’s his. Kylo being ticklish as hell doesn’t make it easy.

  • The Man With Expensive Clothing & Cheap Colonge by @chirrutbaze
    Hux meets the Man With Expensive Clothing and Cheap Cologne at the art museum. He is then offered coffee by this incredible stranger, this dashing specimen of mankind! Why, it’s an invitation he’s simply unable to refuse! (that’s because it’s free)

i hope you feel better soon!

Natural (Lee Jong Suk)

Type: Fluff

Request: lee jongsuk ! if u know him can you make a scenario where he get to be in a drama with the reader his gf and like both of them are the main actors in the drama falling in love with each other’s plllllz

~making reader shorter~

You closed your eyes as his lips moved closer to yours before stopping centimeters apart “are you scared?” he whispers as you open your eyes and look up at him. “Are you giving me a reason to be?” you ask him as he smirks pressing his lips to yours. You let out a light chuckle ruining the scene as Jongsuk pulled back letting out a laugh as well. “Cut” the director calls “you guys have to be serious” he tells you two as you nod. “Acting like this is hard” you tell him as he rests his hands on your hips “we really don’t have to act though” he tells you as he pulls you close to him. “Because I love you. And you love me” he coos not afraid to show his affections to you while at work. “You know people are going to start shipping us then?” you state as he nods. “We are very platonic” he comments. 


This was the hardest you have ever worked for a drama because you were working with the person you loved and all you wanted to do is be yourself with him and not have to act at all. The things he did in character were like the things he did now. He surprised you with flowers, tricked you into looking away and kissing your cheek, giving you cute smirks when you’re across the room trying to work on something. It still gave you butterflies when you were with him.


“Do you find me dream and irresistible?” he teased as he took a seat beside you “more like a nightmare and irritable” you respond back as his smile dropped but quickly came back. “So I do get stuck in your mind?” he continues as you roll your eyes getting up from your spot. You began walking away from him as he quickly got up and followed you. “You like me. Come on say it” he said grabbing your arm “why would I say that?” you ask him. “Because it’s true or you would have never would have waited for me there if you didn’t care for me” he tells you as he wrapped his arms around your waist tugging you close. A light smile came to your face “you make me happy. I make you happy. Lets be happy together” he tells you as you scoff. “That’s so lame” you comment. 

“But true” he hums as you two stare each other in the eyes. He seemed to break character pretty quickly as he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. Even though it wasn’t part of the scene it worked well. “Cut” the director called as Jongsuk pulled back and rested his head to yours “see it’s not hard to act like this” he whispers as he kisses your lips lightly again. “We’re really gooey and lame” you tell him as you gripped his shirt “it’s puppy love. We’re young fools in love” he tells you as you smile. “I can’t deny that” you tell him as he chuckles.


You watched him sleep as your finger lightly stroked his jawline. Looking over his soft face. One of his eyes opened as he gave a smile “you’re in my bed and that’s hard to believe” he whispers. “Well don’t believe too hard. You’ll hurt that tiny brain” you tease him. He sighed looking upwards to the ceiling “we were having a nice moment” he tells you as he looks over at you “it was too nice sorry” you tell him. “I shouldn’t expect less from you” he says to himself as he closes his eyes “you can play with me more if you want. It’s actually pretty soothing” he tells you.

I Don’t Need You Anymore Part 2 (Justin Foley)

From: 13 Reasons Why

Warnings: Swearing, rushed ending??

It’s been a week since you’ve been to school, trying to get over everything.

But today you promised yourself you’ll be okay. You walk to school and try to seem normal, you know, like your heart didn’t break into pieces? Yeah. You walked with Clay and you guys just talked and you were looking around for Justin, yeah sure you said no, and that you didn’t need him but nonetheless you still loved him. Not seeing him you frowned in disappointment. “If you still love him, then why’d you say that you didn’t?” Clay asked noticing the disappointment etched on my face. “I didn’t want to get hurt again” You shrugged. “But you still live with him being your muse y/n” He says stopping.

“What are you talking about? I do not” you exclaim opening your locker. “y/n/n, dude, you still have him as your home screen. You still have pictures of him beside your bed. For fuck’s sake y/n. Just admit it” Clay says folding his arms. “So what, i still do, what’s your problem?” you say slamming your locker shut and begin walking to class with your twin. “I’m just saying, I know I wanted you guys broken up but you’re miserable without him” Clay explains softly. “I know but, it doesn’t make up for what he did Clay. He really broke my heart” You reply trying to stop yourself from crying. “I know y/n, I know. But maybe you need each other to mend that heart” he replies sighing.

You sit in class and try not to think of Justin and but God knows you couldn’t. Thoughts ran around your head. ‘Is he okay?’ or ‘how is he?’ most importantly ‘WHERE is he?’ and sooner or later, class is over. You walk to the cafeteria sitting by Clay and his best friend Tony.

“y/n, how you doing so far?” Tony asks reaching to hold your hand. “I’m good no worries” You say shooting him a smile. “She’s not fine” Clay grumbles. “I didn’t believe it either clay” Tony says looking at you. “Guys I’m fine” You exclaim picking at your food. “I’m telling you y/n/n, Justin is miserable without you” Tony tells you sincerely.

“Really? Then where is he? Out having fun with his friends? None of them are here. Not even Zach. Must be some party or something” You reply close to yelling. “Calm down y/n” Clay says holding you. “I’m missing him and it sucks that he’s okay” you say tearing up. “Why don’t we just skip today?” Clay says walking you out. “Mom will kill you” You reply walking out anyway. “Eh she knows you aren’t okay” Clay replies taking you to Tony’s car.

Tony walks over and all of you guys go to Rosie’s to get some milkshakes. After your milkshake you go back to school because you refused to skip communications class. “There you are y/n, have you seen Dempsey, Standall, Walker, Foley and Montgomery?” Your teacher asks as you hand her a late slip. “No why?” You ask sitting down. “They never went to school and since you were close to them I just thought-“ You cut her off “well i don’t know where they are”

You listen to the lecture and much to your dismay, its about heartbreak. “What does heartbreak feel like?” Your teacher asks. “It’s when someone sees how much you love and admire them then they play with your feelings then stomp on your heart” you reply. “Yeah but its also when you reject someone because you are scared to be with them thus you break their heart before they break yours” Pratters continues. “So it’s a defense mechanism? But for humans right?” Skye asks suddenly taking interest. “Yes actually” Pratters replies. “So Miss, is it wrong for humans to have that defense mechanism?” You ask your teacher. “Wow you’re all chattery today. But yes, it can be because sometimes you cancel out the probability of you being happy because of a traumatizing incident or a mistake someone did” she replies. “So-“ you were cut off by the bell.

You walk to your compliment bag and see that there were exactly a weeks worth of notes. 7 to be exact. You read the first one

“Hey I know you’re not here, i have no idea why and I know. I promised to leave you alone but I love you - Justin”

you opened the second one

“Watching clouds is pretty. But it was prettier when i watched them with you - guess who”


“My arms been missing you, who’s been kissing you since you went away? No one I hope”


“Come back. Your smile is everything to me”


“you’re the voice I hear inside my head… The reason that….. i’m alive”


“Words will never express how sorry I am. I miss everything about you”


“You transferred schools didn’t you? Anyway, when you collect this know that you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met and I’m shit for breaking your heart. More than once. I love you with all my heart and I don’t think I’ll ever stop. I hope you smile today because even if i don’t see it, It’ll make the people around you happy and you are just… everything to me. I love you y/n”

You start to cry seeing all these notes. You walk home and keep them in a cute box under your bed which holds all your letters with Justin and everything from your relationship. You tear up missing him. And fall asleep holding the teddy bear he bought you once which he named little Justin.

The next day you woke up bright and early hearing knocking on your door. You open your door and see Zach with Alex. Both tired and hair messy. “What happened to you two?” You ask them gesturing to their whole being. “Have you seen Justin?” Alex asks looking around your house. “No? I haven’t seen him since I-“ you were cut off “rejected him. Yeah okay” Zach replies walking out. “What’s wrong?” You ask walking out with them. “Justin is missing. We saw blood in the room he was staying with Bryce and we don’t know what to think” Zach says shaking his head.

Your eyes widen in shock. “He’s missing?” You ask stupidly. “Yeah and that’s why we’re not sleeping and we skip class” Alex says taking a chug of a starbucks cup he’s been holding. “Follow me” You run to your favorite spot expecting him there. “Nada. We checked here y/n” Zach says as you stare at the tree. You think about all the places you’ve been together. You check them all out and he’s no where to be found. You break down crying and Zach and Alex try to comfort you. “I can’t believe I- It’s all my fault I’m-“ you kept cutting yourself off as you blamed yourself for what is happening. “Y/n It’s okay” Alex says rubbing your back. “No! It’s not. I broke the heart of someone I loved just so I can prevent myself from getting hurt and now we can’t find him” You sob into Zach.

You think of Justin and everything.

“y/n. I love the song “The Man Who Can’t Be Moved” I find it romantic” Justin says stroking your hair. “When was Justin Foley a softy” you teased.

You remember what Justin said a week after he asked you out. You sing the song in your head until you hear it

“Cause if one day you wake up and find that your missing me

and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be

And maybe you’ll go down in the place that we’d meet”

Your head snapped up, “I THINK I KNOW WHERE HE IS” You shout wiping your tears and taking off. The two boys run after you as you rush to starbucks. And sure enough you see Justin sitting in the corner table, where you sat when you first met, looking outside as tears fall down his face. “Justin” you whisper walking up to him. His face snaps up hearing your voice as he turns to you more tears begin to fall. “I’ve missed you” he whispers standing up to hug you, “You came. I can’t believe you came. I was sure you didn’t love me anymore.” Justin whispers crying into your shoulder. “Baby I never stopped. I was scared that you’d hurt me” You replied holding him tighter.

“Baby the day I chose Jess over you my life became a living hell. I know it took me long to appreciate the things you do for me but I love you with all my heart and I miss you so much. Darling please be mine again” Justin says hugging you like if he let go, even for a second, you’d disappear.

“Yes Justin. I will be yours. I’ve missed you and everything sucks when you’re not around” You reply hugging him. You stay like that for a few hours until you notice his knuckles. “Justin what did you do?” You say bringing a hand to touch his wounds on his knuckles. He flinches and replies “I punched the wall every time I thought about how stupid I’ve been”

You kiss him on the lips. Longing for this familiar feeling. “Don’t…  leave….. me…. again…” he says in between kisses. “as long as you don’t break my heart again” you reply pulling away.

“Come on. Let’s go home” You say holding out your hand. He takes it and replies “I’m already home” then he hugs you from the side as you both walk out Starbucks.


“There you are!” Alex says catching his breath. “YOU FOUND HIM” Zach says tackling you both for a hug. “Yeah. She did” Justin replies staring at you lovingly. “And we’re both happy again” You say lacing your fingers with his.


Anyway, I’ve been collecting victuuri fic for forever now and I wanted to make this rec to store them and for others to view. I’ll be updating it as time goes on; as of right now, there are approx. 200 fics below the cut. It’ll include the link, title, rating, summary, and my own review on it including details such as POV. Assume all fics are complete unless I say so. 

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The one (Bellamy Blake x Reader)

Requested by: Anon

Request: Hi :) I have a bellamy image: yn & him are captured in a cave bc of storm & they have to take of the clothes (not everything) bc they are wet. but yn is near panic & is rly uncomfortable bc she had rly bad experiences of ‘that’ with her bf she had on ark. He realizes that she is rly tensed so he wanna know why & eventually she tells him everything & he says sth like that she doesnt have to be afraid of him bc he would never hurt her & then cuddling bc of cold & she relaxes in his arms. thx!

A/N: I hope you like it. Thank you so much for you request! 

Warnings: Mention of smut


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The one (Bellamy Blake x Reader)

You should know that it would happen, this world seems to hate you. The first drop fall in your right sholder. You look to the sky and what you see is like a black ocean, with lighting passing through the clouds. You didn’t move when the second and the trirth drop fall on you, when the rain start to get harder, covering you, you feel a hand hold you arm and push you, making you run, just stoping when both of you are inside of a cave.

You are shaking, you can feel you temperature get down, little by little. When you look to the boy that helped you, he was alredy shirteless. You blush looking to the other side of the cave.

“You need to take if off, Y/N.” Bellamy says to you. “Or you will freeze to death.”

When you look at him again, with the answer ready in your tongue, you lost your voice, because Bellamy took off his pants too. You freeze as he said and you wish you was alredy dead, because you couldn’t deal with it right now. When he hold up his hand to touch you, you jump and walk back, till hit your back on the wall.

“Hey, princess, I’m not gonna hurt you.” He say’s with a offended look in his eyes.

“I know… I just… I can do this by myself.” You say, trying to look cool. “Can you, please, look to other side?” You ask him, looking to the ground.

“What…?” He start, but interrupted himself, doing what you ask him. “You don’t have anything to be ashamed of, you know it, right?”

But you don’t aswer him. You just take off your jacket and your shirt, keeping your bra on, and when you open the zipper of your pants, Bellamy look at you. And you immediately turn your back to him.

“What the fuck you’re doing, Bellamy?” You would scream, but you can’t find enough air, and you can’t help your breathe when it start to be more and more fast.

“I’m just take your clothes and put them with mine to dry, Y/N. Why are you making it a big deal?” He ask you. “It’s not like you never been with a boy before.” He pauses. “Isn’t it, right?”

What the hell he’s expecting you to aswer? Of course you sleep with someone before. But, God, you wished you wasn’t. You hold your own waist, trying to hold all that shit together. Trying to keep this bad memories away. Trying to not let your tears roll down to your face.

“Please, just look to another way, ok?” You ask him with a soft voice. So he did, without any other word.

You keep standing on your feets, looking to the wall in front of you. You are freezing, you can feel your body shaking, your teeth starting to beat.

“Hey, Y/N, come here.” You feel Bellamy’s hand in your sholder and it was enough to make your body tenses. You close your eyes, trying to remember yourself that it’s just Bellamy, and that is ok if he touch you, but your breath start to become irregular again. “What’s wrong, Y/N? I’m not gonna hurt you, ok?” He turn you around to make you face him, but you still with you eyes closed. “I’m sorry if I offended you before, I don’t mean to…”

“It’s not you, Bellamy. It’s just… I actually don’t have any good experience with this, you know?” You say, trying to control your beath, hoping that it was enough for him. But he hug you really tight.

He hug you. He hold you cold body against his warm own. And you can feel every inch of his skin against yours. And you can’t keep the memories away. When you notice you are shaking in Bellamy’s arms crying your heart out.

He let you cry, but never stop holding you, even when your tears made his chest wet again. He just keep there, holding you and whispering that everything will be ok. And you believe in him.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” You tell him when you are dry, without any other tear to come out.

“You don’t have to apologise, Y/N. But I can help, if you tell me what is this about…”

“I had a boyfriend back in the ark, you know. He was amazing, all my friends are jealous of me. He had that beautiful smile, that messy hair, these ironic eyes, and he was so sweet, Bell. So sweet.” You start, letting go of his hug, avoiding Bellamy’s eyes. “He was my first kiss, my first love, my first boyfriend…” You hold your body trying to hide your skin. “And at some point, he wanted to be my first one too. I was so in love with him… God I was so ridiculous.” You say rolling your eyes, trying to make you voice keep cool. “My first time wasn’t what I expect it to be, I didn’t even feel pleasure, I just felt pain. And the pain grow even more when I discover he’d won this stupid bet.”

You shake your head trying to forget these memories, trying to forget the laughter that you had to deal for weeks. Then you feel Bellamy’s arms circulating your body again.

“I’m sorry.” He say to you. “I’m sorry you had to meet this awnful one, Y/N, but I want you to know that you don’t have anything to be ashamed of. Anything. You’re beautiful, and it isn’t just your apparence, you’re beautiful inside too.” He lifts your head, connecting your eyes. “I want to be the one who will erase these memories of your mind, because you are so perfect and I’m so wrong to you, but still… I love you.”

You keep looking at him with surprise. What was this?

“I’m not expeting that you say it back, but I want to ask you one chance, Y/N.” You can feel his breath, you can feel his heartbeat, you can see the hope resinding in his eyes, and you couldn’t say no. He approach his lips to your but don’t finish the touch, is like he’s waiting for your permition, so you did it. You connect your lips into his and start a passionate kiss. Bellamy’s kiss is different of any other kiss you alredy had, he is kind, gentle, is like he don’t want to break you, but at the same time he kiss you with urge. So you just let yourself into his arms. “We probably should go sleep now. Because if you continue teasing me like this, I’ll not be able to control myself and stop kissing you.” He says to you with a smile. And you laugh with him.

You lay down at his side, he holding you close to him to make sure you’ll stay warm. And when both of you are falling asleep you let a soft voice come out. “I think I love you too, Bell.”

You’re The Boss

Request:  “Could you do an imagine where Simon finds his wife, the love of his life in the line up and she is now part of Rick’s group cause Simon left her for dead and now he regrets it and tries to get her back?” It got angsty real quick!

Warnings: Violence, blood, swearing, mentions of death

Tags: @simons-thirst-squad

“Alright, let’s get you all on your knees and we can get started.” Simon said as the group in front of him shook. The Saviors getting them on their knees. He smiled with his arms wide.

“Let’s meet the man!” He smiled and banged on the door to the RV. Negan came out, Lucille on his shoulder. Simon scanned the group. It was dark, hard to see their faces, he instructed some Saviors to light them up. They brought light onto the scared, crying faces. Simon looked across them a smile on his face as Negan gave his speech. But his smile fell when he saw a familiar face. A ghost. She couldn’t be there, it wasn’t possible. He stared at her, mouth hung open.

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13,17, and 20 Elijah mikaelson?

“Nicklaus, could you remind me what’s she’s doing here?” Elijah asked curiously, his brother shoot him an annoyed glare

“She wasn’t cooperating!” He said desperate, your expression was serious, but you were ignoring Klaus completely.
“So you thought kidnapping her was a good idea?” At the question you raised and eyebrow in Klaus’ direction, your arms crossed under your chest
“See? She’s just disrespecting MY authority!” He roared, his pride obviously hurt
“Nicklaus, she hasn’t said a word” Elijah pointed out in your behalf, his brother looked at him in disbelief.

“NOW your defending her” he scoffed, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes before standing up

“All this years, looking for the only family I have left and it turns out to be this pompous self centered dickhead?” You retorted and Klaus stopped in his tracks “Amazing-” you grabbed your bag and placed it on your arm “At least you looked friendlier at the New Years Eve party” suddenly you were jerked by the arm, forcing you to stop and look at your brother

“What are you talking about?” He hissed through his teeth and your eyes softened “Take a good look Big Nik” you smiled when you called him by the nickname you gave him when you met in your childhood.

His eyes opened widely in surprise as he studied your features. It couldn’t be, could it?


“Catch me!” You squealed falling into Klaus’ open arms, both of you laughing and hugging each other tighter “I love you Big Nick” You beamed making him smile widely “I love you too little mouse, you’re my best friend” he said

“I made something for you!” You said tugging a little waning moon made of steel out of your pocket, the moon was carefully placed on a string made out of the same material as the moon. You handed it over to him “-and I have this one” you showed him the little metal necklace of a sun, you put them together so the moon was covering a single side of the sun, as if they were a puzzle

“This way we would always be together” you explained and his eyes filled with hope and fascination

“You promise?”
“Hm hm!” You hummed


He noticed you still wore the exact same metal necklace you gave him as kids, his eyes watered as they found yours “You’re alive” he said relieved, feeling a huge weight being lift off his shoulders. You didn’t hold back anymore and hugged him, holding onto him dearly.

“Nicklaus” Elijah called him breaking the emotion of the moment “We have a problem” he said handing him the letter

“Enjoy the happiness while it lasts Y/N because by the time I’m finished with you, you will only remember my name as you plead for mercy. The Vampire who Haunts Vampires” he groaned throwing the paper away, he placed his hands on your shoulders and you looked at him “I promise you I would DIE before I let him touch your again”

You were now on the guest room your brother granted you so you could stay with them, Elijah was your old lover ages ago, but you both loved each other deeply, when you “died” he felt as if his heart was ripped out of his ribcage and when he found you, centuries later, his heart began beating as loud as the first time he saw you, he didn’t had to ask, just one look into your eyes was enough to know it was you.

You heard a knock on your door, and found Elijah leaning against the door frame “I think this belongs to you” he said showing you a simple red bra, you quirked an eyebrow as he walked over to you.

“How do you know it’s mine?” You teased and he couldn’t help but smile
“You wore one exactly the same as this one that last night we spent on Venice” you couldn’t help but blush “Now that I think about it, I might as well keep it as a souvenir” you looked at him in disbelief as he started to walk away, you caught up with him.

“Give me back my bra!” You panicked slightly earning a smirk from him, he handed over to you and give you a kiss on the corner of your mouth, when you looked into his eyes you brought your lips to his pulling him by the back of his neck.

The kiss was tender and slow as he tasted your lips once again, all the sensations were so new yet so known by you, now he cupped your face in his hands pulling you closer as he slips his tongue inside your mouth.

It wasn’t a fight for dominance, it was demonstration of the desire you both felt for each other, how much you missed each other’s embrace.

“I’m so sorry-” he apologized with deep regret in his voice “I’m sorry I wasn’t there to protect you” you shook your head a single tear falling down your cheek

“Don’t Elijah. Just don’t” your eyes found his and your heart skipped a beat, all the pain, secrets and darkness was deep within his eyes only for you to see.

“I’m alive and I’m not leaving without a fight” that, more than something to calm Elijah’s tormented soul, it was a promise.

I’m Right Here (Barry Allen x Reader)

Part Three

Part One  Part Two

Prompt: Barry and you were living a great life, until Barry runs back in time to where his parents weren’t dead. He thought life was perfect until he realized that he had lost his one and only love. You.

Word Count: 1,701

Author’s Note: Hey guys! So this is the last part of this imagine series and I really hope that you guys love it. If you want to request any imagines or give me any input, I’d appreciate them! Thanks for reading my stories guys, and I’ll try to keep my imagines shorter next time haha

Team Arrow and the Flash all went to the empty warehouse where Felicity had tracked down their opponent, Prometheus. 

“Alright, guys. Split up,” the Green Arrow commanded. “Flash, you’re with me.”

The team split up, leaving Oliver and Barry alone in the dark and quiet building.

“Felicity, where is he?” Oliver asked through the comm as he searched the place. Prometheus was no where to be found.

“Uh,” she paused, the sounds of her typing coming through the ear piece. “The tracker shows that he’s right there. You guys are literally on top of him. Or he’s on top of you?”

Barry looked up at the ceiling to see an arrow come flying at his face. He quickly dodged it to find another one going straight at Oliver. Barry ran to catch it successfully, and now Oliver had his arrow out, ready to use. 

Just then, a man in a black suit, one vaguely similar to Oliver’s, jumped down from the ceiling. They both looked to stare at him.

“Oh, you’ve brought a new friend, I see,” Prometheus said, his voice distorted slightly. 

Meanwhile, in the Arrow headquarters, you could hear their conversation on the other side of the comm. Your heart pounded at the thought of Barry-and Oliver-getting hurt by this man. You knew how dangerous he was, and maybe, Barry’s speed won’t stop him from getting hurt this time. 

“Guys, Green Arrow and Flash need your help on the warehouse’s main floor,” Felicity informed the rest of the team through the comm. 

“Damn it,” Diggle cursed. “Roy and I won’t make it in time. We’re coming down from the top floor. Felicity, do you think you can turn the elevators on? They seem to be shut down.”

As Felicity tried to turn the elevators back on, you listened to Oliver’s and Prometheus’ conversation. 

“Yeah, I did. You have gone too long rampaging around this city,” Oliver stated. Barry stood next to him, ready to run when he needed to.

Oliver then shot his first arrow towards Prometheus. It all happened in slow motion. Barry watched as Oliver’s arrow flew towards its target, but then Prometheus split the arrow in half with one of his throwing stars. Just then, Prometheus came running towards Oliver who did the same. 

As they fought, Barry quickly looked around for an entryway to knock Prometheus off his feet. When Oliver was knocked down, Barry ran to tie Prometheus’ legs together with the small amount of rope that he found in the warehouse, making him lose his balance and fall. If only Barry had enough to tie his hands. 

Almost as fast as Barry tied his legs, Prometheus took a small knife and sliced the rope.

“Oh, he’s got a lot of weapons,” Barry told Oliver as they watched him stand back up. 

“You think?” Oliver whispered back. 

Then, Barry had an idea. While their adversary regained his balance, Barry ran to knock him back down and make him fall on his back. As he was still in distraught from the blow, Oliver appeared before Prometheus and held an arrow right in his face. 

“It’s over, Prometheus. Stop this now,” Oliver demanded.

“Oh,” he chuckled. “It’s far from over. You are going to suffer like you made me suffer. Starting with the one you love the most.” Just then the rest of the team busted in the room to see the scene laid before them. But Oliver could only look at Barry.

“Felicity,” Oliver whispered, fear overtaking his usual stone-cold eyes.

In the headquarters, Felicity and you heard the entire conversation. You both looked at the computer, waiting for a response when suddenly an explosion shook the entire room. You looked at the shaking ceiling lights and back to Felicity. 

Another explosion happened, and that’s when all hell broke loose. 

The columns holding the ceiling up began to crumble. Instinctively, Felicity and you ducked, covering your heads. You grabbed her arm.

“We need to get out of here! Now!” you yelled above the rumbling of the room.

She nodded, grabbed her tablet, and quickly ran down the stairs and towards the entry way. You followed after her, let a shriek out when a large piece of cement fell beside you. 

The floor shook beneath you, making you fall to your knees. Felicity was already going up the stairs towards the entrance. You scrambled to get back up on your feet, but a third explosion happened. This time it was right behind you. The bomb’s force made you fly a couple feet before you. You hit a block of cement before everything went black.

Barry looked at Oliver in fear. When Oliver was distracted, Prometheus took Oliver’s bow and arrow from him and tossed it aside. He kicked Oliver in the face and jumped back up on his feet. Diggle appeared on Barry’s side.

“Go,” he said. “We got this covered. Go save Felicity and Y/N.”

Barry looked over at Oliver who nodded. Without any hesitation, Barry took Oliver and rushed to where the two girls were. 

Barry’s heart almost flew out of his chest. He was worried. Scared. Oh, he was so scared. You were in there. In the small moment that Barry was with Prometheus, he knew that he was dangerous. Prometheus would hurt you if he needed to, even if you weren’t the target.

As they arrived at the doorway, Felicity was just struggling to get out of the room.

“Felicity,” Oliver gasped, holding her to his chest. 

“Y/N,” she cried. “Y/N’s still in there.” She looked at Barry with tears in her eyes. “Barry, please save her.”

Not a moment sooner, Barry ran to the crumbling room. You were no where to be found. He coughed as dust went into his lungs, but he didn’t care. He had to find you. 

“Y/N!” he yelled desperately. He rushed around the room to find you in the middle, covered in gray grime. And a piece of metal stabbing you through your abdomen. 

“Oh, Y/N,” he whispered. Barry brought you into his arms carefully and ran out of there right before the entire ceiling of the room collapsed behind him.

Barry laid you down gently on the cold cement floor where Felicity and Oliver watched in horror.

“Y/N,” he whispered, tears forming in his eyes. “Y/N, please.”

Your eyes opened slightly, seeing Barry above you. 

“Barry,” you croaked. Your throat hurt. He cupped your face. 

“Y/N, please. Please, don’t die,” Barry sobbed. You couldn’t die. You couldn’t. He made this new timeline so that you could live happily with him. He made it just for you. 

“I’m sorry, Barry,” you said softly. You could feel yourself drift away. Away from reality and the pain. 

You started to close your eyes, but Barry held on to you tighter. “No, please. Y/N, please don’t.” He pulled you closer to him, your head on his lap.

“Y/N, I love you. I love you,” Barry whimpered. “Please…don’t leave me.”

You smiled at him. Your hand covered his. 

Barry closed his eyes to stop the tears. And when he opened them, you were gone. A sob ripped through his throat. Pain engulfed him. His heart clenched as he held your still warm hand.

What has he done?

All he wanted was a life where his parents where alive and where you loved him. Everything was wrong since the day he changed the timeline. 

His tears flew upon your cheeks and left trail marks against the dust that had lightly covered your face. 

He couldn’t do this. Barry couldn’t live without you. 

Oliver touched his shoulder. “Barry, she’s gone.”

“No. No,” he cried. Barry wiped his nose and sniffled. He knew what he had to do.

“I need to go,” Barry said. “I need to fix this.”

Without waiting for Oliver’s response, Barry ran. He ran fast. The tears stung his eyes as the wind blew against his face. He was going to go fix his mistake. 

Barry opened the portal and ran through it, more determined than ever to reverse what he did. 

Suddenly, he stumbled in front of Joe’s house. It was the night that Zoom killed his dad. 

Barry stood in front of the house. He panted. After one big breath, Barry walked into the familiar home.

In the living room sat Joe and Wally. Only Joe and Wally.

Joe stood up from the couch and looked at Barry worriedly.

“Bar, you okay? What happened?” Joe asked.

“I-I’m fine,” Barry said, his thoughts only focused on one thing. He was still hurting from the memory of you dying in his arms. What if you were dead here too? What was the effect of you dying in Flashpoint? Fear struck him.

“Where…where’s Y/N? Is she here?” Barry looked around with haste.

“Y/N? What are you talking about?” Joe questioned, confusion lacing his forehead. 

Barry’s body went cold. No. No, she can’t be gone. 

“Y/N’s right th-” Wally started, but someone interrupted him.


“I’m right here, Bar,” you said as you appeared from the kitchen. You smiled at him before looking at his worried facial expression. “Are you okay?”

Relief washed over him. Barry then started to cry tears of joy. He ran over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist. He sobbed into your neck. 

You were shocked. You thought that he was crying because of his dad. You brought your arms around his neck and ran your fingers through his hair, just like you did before.

He sniffled before kissing you passionately. You paused, but then you kissed him back, pressing the back of his head to bring him closer. He was your boyfriend after all.

Barry was beyond grateful. You were here with him. You loved him. Barry pulled away to look into your bright eyes.

“I love you, Y/N. Please. Please don’t leave me,” he whispered. Tears still ran down his face. 

You smiled softly as your thumbs wiped his tears. 

“I love you too, Bar.”

Barry hugged you tightly, afraid that if he let you go, you would disappear. 

This was his life. It wasn’t perfect. But as long as you were with him, that was the only life that he wanted.

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Paid to be Popular ~ Pt. 14

Originally posted by eldvinaaa

Pairing: tell me who you’re shipping here

Other series: The Purpose of Love // Bittersweet Generation

Description: When everyone finds out that there’s a school dance coming up soon, they all freaks out. Who is Y/N going to take to the dance?


“So… what made you change your mind?” Luke asked with a hesitation because he already knew that Calum going with Aleisha to the dance was the reason that you invited Luke as your date.

“Oh just… I don’t know, maybe us going out wouldn’t be the worst idea.” You answered with a shrug and a desperate glance around the school hallway. Neither Calum nor Aleisha were there which was a good thing. You had been avoiding both of them since Aleisha told you about the “great” news that she and Calum were going together.

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anonymous asked:

How about a headcanon where how the mercs would react to getting a really good laugh out of their s/o, not just any laugh no, the really good feeling ones where you can't stop, your having trouble breathing, it feels like your growing a six pack, there are giggly little snorts from trying to stop.

Scout: They were working out together and decided to have a race back to base. Scout’s s/o was in the lead, that’s until they fell over their own feet. Smashing face first into the dirt, Scout was gasping for breath when he helped them back on to their feet.
“Have a nice trip?”
Scout is punched in the face as his s/o runs away back to base to win the race.

Pyro: Pyro is always giggling around their s/o. but what pushes them over the edge is when they are both drinking hot chocolate. Their s/o takes a big gulp and finishes the drink. They look Pyro in the eyes, they can’t understand why the firebug is laughing. Pyro gestures towards their mouth, their s/o has a milk mustache.

Solider: His s/o has only seen Solly laugh once. That was when they were feeding the raccoons,  his s/o got the feeding all over their self. This resulted in the raccoons covering his lover and them falling to the ground. A few of the animals ended up humping them. This caused Solly to burst out in laughter.
“Looks like Lieutenant Bites likes you. Which is a shame, cause I’m a much better lay.”

Demoman: Demoman and his s/o were having sexy times when he broke out in laughter. His s/o was riding him and he couldn’t help but laugh.
“What’s so funny”
“Your face, you made this weird expression”
The Demoman keeps laughing trying to replicate his lovers expression. That night Tavish finishes in his hand. While doing sexual favors to make it up to his lover.

Heavy: Heavy dared his s/o to try and pick up his mini gun. This results in his s/o comically trying to pick up the gun, grunting and yelling. Heavy suppresses a laugh but what pushes him over the edge is when his s/o ties a rope around their waist and the gun and runs full speed, to try and move the gun even an inch.

Engineer: Engi loves a good pun.
“Hey Engi do you want to hear a chemistry joke?”
“Sure thing”
“I don’t think I should, I wouldn’t get a reaction.”

Medic: Both Medic and his s/o have fucked up humor. Both lovers are usual pulling pranks on each other. One day Medic finds a dick in the sink. It’s just so random, it catches the Doctor off guard. He laughs so hard that he gasps for air. His s/o walks in smirking.
“You put the dick in the sink?”
“It makes no sense”
“Why are you laughing then?”
“I don’t know” 

Sniper: Sniper was never a good dancer, he knows it and his s/o knows it. One night the Aussie got a little tipsy and lets loose on the dance floor. The poor man is all limbs and has no control over his body. What makes his s/o laugh is when the man wiggles his hips. His s/o tries to one up him with thrusting their hips instead. A drunk Sniper looses his mind and has to hold his s/o to stop him from falling.
“You’re sexy when you do that”
“You’re drunk”
“Why can’t it be both??”

Spy: Spy’s s/o was giving a sexy strip tease. What destroys the mood is when Spy laughs, his s/o can’t get out lingerie they are wearing.
“My love do you need a hand?”
“No, no give me a moment”
Spy sits back and watches his s/o try and get out of a suit of  lingerie. A suit that has far to many straps.

3:00 AM - Jelena One Shot

The knock on the door was unstoppable, who was knocking my door at 3 AM in the morning? Usually Abel comes to spend the night after the studio but Abel was in Europe on tour, it couldn’t be him. I rushed downstairs waiting for the worst, maybe something bad happened.

“I’m coming” I yelled running downstairs. I opened the door and my jaw just fell down, it’s Justin. A very drunk Justin. “Justin…”

“Can I come in?” He asked leaning on the door.

“What..?” I was about to refuse but it was obvious that he can’t even drive like that, I look around for any stalker but I saw nothing. “Okay, let me help you” I said taking him inside.

“Thank you” he said sitting on my kitchens counter.

“I don’t want to be rude, but what are you doing here?” He looked up at me, and his eyes were full of sadness and… hate?

“Can you stop pretending?” He said almost


“You Selena, you think you can lie to everyone pretending you’re happy with that cunt. You can lie to everyone even lie to you, but you can’t lie to me.” The tone of his voice was soft and calm.

“I don’t know what are you talking about.” I started my way to my kitchen window and I heard him following me.

“You know very well what I am talking about. Stop this bullshit, now, Selena.” His voice wasn’t calm anymore, he was yelling at me instead.

“Don’t talk to me like that, not in my house.” I yelled back facing him.

“Then stop it. You’re such a liar, when did you get so fake?” He laughed at me.

“You’re such a dick! You left me hanging last summer for those bitches in Hawaii and then you went and started whatever you had with Sofia and now I’m the fake one because I’m giving myself a chance to be happy with a boy who’s nothing but respectful and sweet to me? You’re the most selfish man on earth, Justin!” I wanted to cry so bad, but not again, not in front of him.

“You know that it wasn’t like that, Selena! I was tired, tired of giving the best of me, to try the best I can to get you back, but all that you do is reject me.” He yelled so close to my face that I got scared.

“Stop it!!!!” I cried taking a step back. “Stop it now, I can’t do this again Justin! I can’t” I started crying my heart out while kneeling on the floor. I covered my face with my own hands praying for my tears to stop falling in front of him.

“I’m tired too, Selena!” He shouted back. “I’m tired of feeling not enough for you, I’m tired of you trying to move on with someone else when we both know you still love me!” His voice was louder with every word. “I’m tired of playing this games, I’m tired of get drunk and depressed thinking another idiot is making love to you. I’m tired of feeling lonely even when there’s a girl sleeping next to me. Do you think you’re the only victim here? I fucked up, a lot. I know that. But I’ve tried to fix everything, a lot. And you just played games with my head, some days you made me feel like everything’s gonna be okay, and we’re going to be happy and the other day you have a new boyfriend. What’s wrong with you?”

My heart was aching because everything he said was true. For the first time, he was right and I was the only one playing games. He tried to fix everything, I was the one that left him when I was on tour without an answer. I removed my hands from my face and he was already kneeling in front of me, his face was different now. I look deep into his eyes and there he was, my Justin. So honest, so pure, so fragile.

“You’re right.” I let it out. “You’re right, Justin. But you know how scared I am to get hurt again. You’re the person who can hurt me the most, and you know that. I can’t let that happen again. But at the same time, I love you so fucking much that I couldn’t just let you go.” My eyes were focused on the floor and the tears were still falling.

“Hey” he whispered, he wasn’t mad anymore “look at me” he said taking my hands. “Selena…”

“This isn’t right, Justin. You shouldn’t be here.” i said trying to get up but he stopped me.

“No, listen to me.” He said making me look at him. “We need to talk about this, Selena. Is that right? Do you still love me?” What? How could he possibly doubt about that? “Answer me, Selena”

“Yes” I said and my eyes went to the floor again. “I never stopped and you know that. But it doesn’t matter anymore, Justin. We can’t… I mean, we need to move on with our lives.”

“I don’t want to move on without you, Selena.” He said. “I want you, now and forever. I want to start the life we always dreamed about. I want to start a family with you, I don’t care if we’re too young. That’s what I want, don’t you want it too?” I look at him feeling my heart breaking in pieces, I was about to reject him again and after this night I think that maybe this is the last time.

“Yes, I want it too. But I can’t.”

“Why, Selena!?!?” His voice was loud again.

“Please, Justin…”

“No! I won’t stop, not when I know that you still love me.”


“Just tell me, I beg you, Selena.”

“You hurt me so many times, I wanted to die every single time I felt no enough for you. I loved you, and yes, I still do. But the way you hurt me, completely changed me. I don’t know if I can do that again, I don’t think I can survive that. Last year you were trying it’s true, and maybe it was my fault that we ended like this because I didn’t give you a chance, but you still act so childish, Justin. If you’re mad at me, then be mad. But don’t go and get in a river with a bunch of girls while you’re naked and then start a relationship with a girl just because you want to hurt me. I’m afraid that if we try one more time, with every fight or every mistake, you’re gonna leave me for another girl.” His touch in my hand was soft and calming, and I couldn’t help but feel like a 5 years old girl making drama about a stupid thing.

“Selena, it was that? All this time you were worried about that?”


“Baby, that’s not gonna happen, Sel” he forced me to see him again.

“How do you know it? How do you know you’re not gonna have eyes for anyone else but me? You did it in the past.” I said still crying.

“That’s right, Selena. In the past. I’m not the same kid anymore, I want to marry you. We used to talked about that, about marriage and kids, in that moment it was just a fantasy, we were so young, I was a kid, Selena and yes, I ruined everything, I hurt you a lot. But I’m not like that anymore, I want to turn our fantasies into reality. I’m ready to marry you, Sel. I’m ready to have kids, I don’t care about my career anymore, all I really care about is you.” The look in his eyes make me feel like everything he was saying was true, that maybe this is our last chance to get our happy ending. But the reality just fell on me.

“I believe you, Jay. I believe every word that you say. But I can’t…”

“Selena, I’m telling you, I’m not the same.”

“I know you’re not.”

“So what?”

“I can’t marry you, Justin. Because I’m already engaged to Abel.” I finally spit out the truth. Three days ago, in a romantic dinner on a rooftop, he proposed, and I couldn’t help but say yes. Because I feel in a good place right now, and even when I don’t love him like I love Justin, I really care about him.

“Wh-what?” He asked. “What are you saying?” I look at him and then I look at the small but beautiful ring on my finger, he followed my eyes. “No” he said. “No! You can’t do this! Have all the boyfriends that you want, try all that you want to move on from me, but don’t ruin our story, don’t marry another man loving me! Just don’t, Selena.” He begged and I could see the tears attempting to fall from his eyes.

“Justin, it’s already done. I said yes, I thought that you and I were done and…”

“BUT WE ARE NOT, SELENA!” He yelled at me “we’re far from done”

“You need to understand, it’s for the better…”

“No, shut up! Don’t tell me this is for the best, don’t tell me that I’m going to spend the rest of my days going to sleep lonely and miserable, don’t tell me that I have to be ok with the fact that you’re going to marry someone that it’s not me!” He started crying. No, I couldn’t see him crying.

“Justin, please. Don’t.”

“Selena, I’m begging you…” he hugged me and it was like I was in heaven. I feel him crying on my chest and I started crying too. “I love you so much, Selena. I can’t do this anymore, I can maybe resist seeing you with other guys because I always had the hope that in the end its gonna be you and me, but if you marry him… you’re going to kill me.” He was literally sobbing.

“Please, stop Justin”

“No! Don’t do this!”

“You need to go home, Justin.”

“Are you serious?” He was mad again. “Selena, if you let me go now, I’m going to hate you for the rest of our lives.” His words were hurting me so much, but I know that was the right thing to do.

“You need to go” I said again trying not to see him in the eyes. The silence filled the room and after a few seconds I heard him walking to the door.

“Since now, you’re dead to me.” He said looking at me for the last time and then I looked him disappear through the door.

I was dead to him now.


Prompt: Kol’s business man who likes to ensue in naughty adventure with his assistance.

Pairing Kol x Reader

Warning: Smut, oral(female receiving), sex, curse words

Word Count: 1k

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Aaron Tveit - Christmas Decorations

Day one of my 12 days of Christmas fic series! Each day will be a different actor/character. Hope you enjoy!

It’s 12 days before Christmas and Aaron gets rather excited about putting up the decorations in your house. Christmas with Aaron was always amazing and putting up the decorations was always something special that you shared, something that you both enjoyed. Aaron was like a big child when it came to anything to do ith Christmas, You felt so lucky to have him, someone to make you laugh, someone to make you smile, someone to spend this wonderful time of year with. 

Warnings: Aaron being an adorable little shit, Fluff!

A/N: This was so much fun to write! Aaron is such an adorable little shit I can’t cope. Enjoy the fluff!

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