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facebook and reposting

I know nobody’s here for long spiels, but this might be a bit lengthy… I’d much rather fill my dash with replies to you guys about stuff that has actual substance, or just post art in general, but this needs to be said.

Please don’t message me to ask if you can re-post/re-upload/re-distribute my work. I have an instagram, twitter AND tumblr where I distribute my work. That’s where I’d like to keep it. 

I appreciate the respect you’re giving by asking, but it gets exhausting to keep saying ‘thank you, BUT’…it says clearly on my description page to Not Repost Anywhere. It does not say ‘Please only repost with permission’ it just says Don’t Do It. If you send me IM’s about re-uploading my work on instagram/FB/twitter/wattpad etc, I will ignore it. My silence isn’t an unspoken ‘do whatever you want’, it is a blatant ‘no’. OTL

In terms of Facebook - I respect and admire the effort put in by those who run translation fanpages - but I will also have to automatically decline all of your requests. Not because I don’t want my work to be accessible to those who don’t speak English, but because I’ve had multiple facebook accounts re-upload my work without my consent and with barely any credit/proper captioning of the work. And whenever I’ve tried to fix the issue, I’ve either been blocked, or had the re-posters try and lecture me about how I’m asking for the impossible.

Artists don’t ask for much. We do this for free and because we enjoy sharing our love for a series with the world in the best way we know how - by drawing out our feelings and ideas. It’s honestly a bonus and privilege to be able to earn money from my fanwork/fanmerch, and I greatly appreciate every gesture of patronage. 

Artists shouldn’t have to ‘suck it up’ or be ‘aware that this comes with the territory’. Some artists, especially those who share work on Pixiv, face very real VERY serious legal repercussions if their fanwork is tracked back to them from sites that they did not consent to it being uploaded to. It doesn’t take much to paste a Pixiv artists description into google translate to see if they have said ‘Do Not Repost’ in their native tongue. 

Please respect artists. Please look at our descriptions, read our FAQs and consider ‘why am I re-posting in the first place? Do I have explicit permission? Did I check if they allow this? why not just support and spread my appreciation for their work by reblogging their art post, or telling friends about their blog/twitter/pixiv?’

Artists are not machines made of endless amounts of money, time, or energy. We’re human beings that thrive on feedback, communication, and mutual respect. I wouldn’t have gotten to where I am now if not for the wonderful, kind people who supported and encouraged me on my art accounts. To those who support artists by re-blogging our work and/or keyboard smash their thoughts at us, I love you dearly. To those who support artists by purchasing our prints/keychains/charms/standees/zines? You guys are phenomenal, we couldn’t do half of what we do without you. 

To the re-posters however? And to those who try to lecture artists about the Ways Of the Internet and how Reposting is Inevitable? The solution starts with YOU, not us. Mutual respect and honest communication, please utilise it.

bad influence sentence starters.

’ come on, it’s no big deal. ’
’ can you throw caution to the wind just this once. ’
’ why do you hang around people who are a bad influence? ’
’ my parents think you’re a bad influence on me. ’
’ it’s not going to kill you to do it this one time. ’
’ don’t worry, i never get caught. ’
’ it’s not like they’re going to catch us. ’
’ are you in or are you out? haven’t got all day. ’
’ you distract them and i’ll run inside real quick. ’
’ if we get caught just tell them i forced you too. ’
’ it’s not rocket science, just sneak out when they go to sleep. ’
’ come on, it’s not like it’ll be the end of the world. ’
’ it’s not sneaking out if they never find out. ’
’ i’m sorry, remind me of what a guilty conscience is again? ’
’ it’s okay to break the rules sometimes. ’
’ you can’t die from bending the rules a little. ’
’ they’ll never find out because neither of us will tell, right? ’
’ i won’t tell if you don’t tell. ’
’ are you going to snitch me out if we get caught? ’
’ are you going to come with me or not? ’
’ it’s not that hard to tell a little lie. ’
’ don’t worry, i got it covered. ’
’ stop being such a big chicken all the time. ’
’ you seriously need to do this stuff more. ’
’ this is not being a criminal, we’re just having fun. ’
’ i’m not under the influence, okay? i can drive. ’
’ it’s just a one time thing, how bad can it be? ’
’ it’s not like you have to do it every day. ’
’ they will not find out, i promise. ’
’ no one will know because we’ll do it at night. ’
’ it’s not like anyone can actually get hurt. ’
’ you’re going like that? you clearly over think too much. ’
’ it’s just some stupid party, calm down. ’
’ if you don’t come then who’s going to make i don’t do anything stupid? ’
’ you are such a party pooper sometimes. ’
’ stop being a sissy and just do it already. ’
’ stop being a crybaby, just do it. ’
’ i’ll do it with you, come on. ’
’ okay, on the count of three, you ready? ’
’ it’s not like you’re stepping out to commit murder! ’
’ stop thinking so much and just do. ’
’ why don’t ever wanna do something with me? ’
’ it’s not illegal, just come on. ’
’ you have to prove your not a chicken. ’
’ you never want to do anything, why not? ’
’ come on, we’re going to play chicken on the road. ’
’ it’s a harmless prank, can you just chill. ’
’ nothing wrong can happen with a prank. ’
’ just tell your parents you’re coming to my house for the night. ’
’ it’s not that hard to lie to your parents. i do it all the time. ’
’ one day, you’ll realize, it’s not that bad. ’
’ you cannot go and tattletale this time. ’
’ just so you know, no one likes a tattletale. ’
’ are you actually crying right now? i can’t tell. ’
’ seriously, man up already and do it! ’
’ for the record, nothing i do is actually illegal. ’
’ come on, it’s going to be so much fun. ’

anonymous asked:

Hi there :) I love your take on andreil and I wondered if you would write something about Andrew being jealous/possessive of Neil? I always read fics where it's Neil in this situation.. thank u!! :)

i come bearing gifts, my wonderful anon. this was way too much fun to write. thank you for your request! also on AO3

send me prompts :)


“Kevin called today just to say that he’s emailing me extra drills to add to my training regimen. Because apparently I’m getting slower? Whatever. I told him to fuck off, but like that’s ever worked before,” Neil concludes. Andrew makes a vague sound of agreement, but since they’re on the phone, Neil has a hard time judging just how uninterested Andrew really is.

“Anyway,” Neil says, “I met up with Travis after practice to work on plays. He actually knows his shit, you know? He has this idea to keep Wilson back so that Singh can have better control of the line, and it’s genius. Singh is obviously superior when it comes to—”

“Travis?” Andrew interrupts him, suddenly sounding a good bit more attentive.

“Yeah, Travis Patterson. The one from the University of Texas?” Neil waits for some kind of acknowledgement but continues anyway when he gets none. “He’s easily our best backliner, aggressive as hell but knows where to draw the line. And he’s smart too, like he actually thinks before he makes a move. Which is rare.” Neil rolls his eyes at the general state of talent in the Professional Exy League, even though Andrew can’t see him. If he could, he would probably just glare and call Neil a junkie, so maybe it’s for the best. “I think we’re meeting up again on Thursday to go over specifics, make sure everything will really click before I try to implement the switch at practice,” Neil says, almost to himself. He gets up from the couch and makes his way into his bedroom, opening the top drawer on his nightstand and reaching for the stack of orange sticky notes in the back corner. He jots down “Travis - Thursday @ 7:00” and heads to the kitchen to press it to the refrigerator until it holds.

“What are you doing this weekend?” Andrew asks out of nowhere.

“I have a home game on Saturday afternoon, and then that charity event thing on Sunday…” Neil says, and it almost comes out as a question. Andrew knows this already. His team is off this weekend, but Neil’s schedule is so booked that they agreed it wasn’t worth the five hour plane ride.

“I’m coming. I can be there Saturday morning. 9:35,” Andrew states.

“Uh,” Neil blanks a bit out of shock but decides not to question it. Like he would ever complain. “Okay, yeah. I’ll be there to pick you up.”

“Okay,” Andrew says, disinterested tone back in full force.

“Hey, are you—” Neil begins, but Andrew has already hung up.

It isn’t abnormal for them to hang up without a proper goodbye, but there is usually at least a bit more ceremony to it. Neil shrugs to himself, chalking it up to Andrew being Andrew.

Andrew fucking hates flying.

This is news to no one. So this spontaneous five hour flight with only two days of mental preparation may seem ill-advised. And it is. Andrew knows that it is. But he hits “confirm” to book it anyway, cursing himself every step of the way. But he could only listen to Neil go on and on about Travis for so long before he cracked.

Andrew knows exactly who Travis is. Travis William Patterson, 27 years old, 6’3” backliner from middle of nowhere, Texas, current starter for the Boston Hurricanes, #9. As a matter of fact, Andrew is looking at him right now. ESPN is showing Exy highlights from last weekend, and Neil’s team just happens to be up at this very moment.

The Neil on screen has just performed some ridiculous move that absolutely should not have ended with a goal but somehow did, and he is immediately met with high-fives from his teammates and an affectionate-looking hug from Travis. Andrew can most certainly be objective, and this exchange looks pretty platonic. But Andrew is also a man attracted to men, and he has to admit that Travis is good looking. Really good looking. He’s got that whole good ol’ boy, yes ma’am/no sir, homegrown Southern cowboy appeal. If you’re into that. Which Andrew definitely isn’t, and he doesn’t think Neil is either.

Andrew knows that Neil isn’t the cheating type, but that doesn’t stop Andrew from feeling just a little possessive over him. He and Neil have been together for eight years now, so Andrew probably has nothing to worry about. And yet here he is, watching several hundred dollars drain from his bank account thanks to this impromptu flight.

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Finn| Into Your Arms |Bálor

Title; Into Your Arms

Pairing; Finn Bálor/Reader

Word Count; 5523

Summary; If it’s just a game, then I like the way that we play.

Warnings;  NSFW. Body painting leading to smut. Smut for smut’s sake. Here be no plot. Latex free.

A/N; Found this little gem saved in my documents from months ago because I forgot about it. Heathens!Tyler is a work in progress. Thinking next week.  You know what to do fam. Leave me some noise and kisses.

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Momma Hale x Derek


“Momma my kits not clean!” Isaac yelled as you tried to sift through the huge pile of paper work that you needed to send to Mr Whittemore that afternoon.

“Momma I have to have a packed lunch for my trip not money!” Erica yelled as she ran past while Liam growled and snapped at the twins.

“Derek!” You sighed franticly but your Alpha was too busy with Boyd.

“Make him stop!” one of the twins hissed while the other shoved Liam who stumbled back into the tv.

“Oh great, idiot!” Erica yelled at him while Isaac started fighting with the twins.

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12x14 Coda: Sales Pitch

because when the MoL said that the hunting community would follow the Winchesters, I literally had to pause the episode to laugh about it.  1k, gen.

Okay, so some guy thinks he can save the world.

Please.  Moira’s been on her fair share of blind dates over the years.  She’s heard this line about a thousand times.  Usually, they’re talking about being a lawyer or an activist or something like that.  Usually, they’re not quite so literal.

But this is a seduction, she no longer doubts that.  The question is, will this guy send her an unsolicited dick pic once this is over?

“So you’re just going to…what?  Wave your magic wand and kiss the monsters goodbye?  Because believe me, I wish it worked like that, but it doesn’t.”

The guy, Mick, she thinks he said his name was, shifts uncomfortably under her gaze.  Maybe he’s not used to people looking at him like he’s naïve.  Which, when you talk like this?  Moira can’t believe he hasn’t gotten this response before.

“You’re not the first hunter we’ve approached.”

Moira rolls her eyes. “Way to make me feel special.”

He dumps another sugar packet in his tea—yes, tea, clearly this guy isn’t pure hunter—and gives it a stir, seemingly without realizing that he’s done it before.

“We’ve convinced Sam Winchester to join up.”

Moira chokes on her coffee. “Excuse me?”

“The one and only.”

Moira scoots her chair back from the table.  She doesn’t need to hear any more of this.

“Where—where are you going?” Mick asks falteringly.

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anonymous asked:

Ahhhh, could we get some Valentine's day head canons(of any kind)? I love love love your blog omg

boss’ memo : what do you mean, “you’re writing these technically the day after valentines’ day”? shh, shh!

you say of any kind, so here–i give you,,, my general valentines’ day hcs! AKA: these characters have nearly nothing in common and their only common factor is that they all love you


  • so hercules likes to go out with The Squad for valentines’ day–’cause even if you interpret them as platonic, valentines’ day is a celebration of love in general!! (and he loves them lots!)
    • he insists on buying everyone chocolate / sweets of some kind,, he also made some homemade goods!
      • he goes the whole, “oh, uh, i made extra, y’know, and–” route when offering them to you,,
    • he happily holds your hand the entire time you’re all out !
    • he also lets you wear his beanie for the whole day!
      • big sign that he likes you! ‘cause his beanie was the first thing he knitted, ever, and it’s honestly a comfort item for him
    • lots of him sneaking (or, maybe not even sneaking) smooches from you–and he’s the type to make them exaggeratedly loud! he may even go, “mWAH” and just start laughing when you give him a look / grin!
    • also? it’s likely that he knitted you a matching beanie in your favorite color !
  • george (washington) is working, probably, unless you managed to somehow convince him to stay home, today
    • (i say this as if this is a difficult feat for you, but you could honestly look pleadingly in his general direction and he’d give himself a day off, no problem at all)
    • he’ll go out if you want to go out; but he spends a lot of time around stuffy people doing formal things that it’s a real big treat for him to just relax and watch movies with you at home!
    • he forgets it’s valentines day and remembers on the day before, and he becomes the embodiment of stress itself as he tries to find you the perfect gift but amazon doesn’t deliver that fast and none of the correct stores are open and everything is burning
      • he does end up getting you something, and it’s not that bad, ‘cause you can tell a lot of thought went into it!
      • george tries not to look grumpy when presenting the gift to you because it’s not exactly what he wanted to give you and he wanted it to be perfect,, but you’re still smiling, so he supposes that this is fine
  • you wake up to the smell of cookies!! ‘cause maria is trying to bake you some! she’s not a bad baker, and her favorite color is red, anyway, so she doesn’t mind being covered in red food coloring,,
    • she’s v sleepy but also super proud of herself for waking up earlier than you! and not only that, but she managed to have enough energy to try making something!!
      • (give your cute gf some smooches! she deserves ‘em!)
    • maria doesn’t really have lots of money, so she can’t often buy you things, but she makes up for it with the affection and genuine appreciation she has for you !
      • and if the thing you want is cheap enough, she’s willing to buy it for you just to see your eyes light up!!
    • she may or may not have written you a love letter,, (she’s a very good writer)
  • james (madison) forgets valentines day is a thing entirely–so he’s extremely embarrassed when he has to fess up to that in the morning,, he doesn’t have anything prepared because he was very busy but he loves you, he really does! it’s just that there’s so much going on and everyone’s fighting and you’re the only reason he makes it through meetings without jumping over the desk and getting physical–
    • and you, well, let him ramble, ‘cause he needs to get this out of his system, clearly,, he’s not much of a talker, normally!!
      • (he just feels Super Guilty oh my goodness)
    • so james does end up taking you on a date! it’s mostly a walk around the city, stopping and buying stuff on a whim!
      • (he buys your engagement ring when you’re not looking…)
    • he essentially spends the entire night making it up to you–and he knows that you aren’t really upset at him, but he doesn’t mind doing this either, so it’s all fine !
  • lafayette is texting you mspaint valentines day cards the entire day!
    • his best way of showing affection is through physical touch so you can expect him to give you lots of smooches, bein’ honest,, i don’t know if you’ll be getting out of bed before noon (provided you don’t have anything urgent to do that day other than him)
      • please cover up your neck before going about your day tomorrow,
    • similar to gwash, he’s content with making it a day in where the two of you relax and he cooks and you guys cuddle and watch tv together,,
      • this is, of course, unless you have something planned!! which he’ll happily go along with!
    • every ten minutes or so, he’ll just kinda blurt out something he noticed and adores about you (like a nerd)
    • i hope you’re ready to make homemade chocolates with him, ‘cause he sure is !
Klangst Week - Day 1

Unrequited Pining/Unrequited Love

Stars shined brightly in the night sky, aimlessly scattered throughout the whole galaxy, and considered one of the most common aesthetics in society. They accompanied the crescent shaped moon that radiated luminously among them. The night was warm and calm from the summer approaching, and Keith was stuck helping a slightly drunk Lance make his way to the car. Neither of them owned one, though Shiro was nice enough to let them borrow his. “No one is to drink, eat, or barf in it, though. I mean it.” Lance was quick to make sure that nothing of the sort would happen as long as he was there; clearly he hadn’t counted that the Lance that was going to be intoxicated.

Keith was slightly on edge and very pissed off.

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‘Shameless’ (US) Sentence Starters 

          WARNING: This meme, like the show, is very vulgar and most of it is NSFW mainly due to profanity.

❛ A shrink at school says I’m one of God’s mistakes. ❜
❛ Ain’t you the queen of silver linings! ❜
❛ All teenagers are sex addicts. ❜
❛ Alright shithead, this is like the two hundredth time I’m calling and you not picking up. I’m starting to get fucking homicidal. Call me the fuck back. I’m worried about you. I love you. Call me back. ❜
❛ Alright, you gotta get me out of this car. I’m getting too horned up. ❜
❛ An accident? Where his penis just slipped into your vagina? ❜
❛ Another word and I’ll blow your brains all over the fucking linoleum. ❜
❛ Are you going to leave? ❜
❛ Choose a gender and find someone who wants to fuck. Preferably for free. ❜
❛ Christ, I am tired of being poor. ❜
❛ Circle doesn’t start with ‘s’? What the fuck? ❜
❛ Come here. Get in my forcefield. ❜
❛ Did the two of us finish off an entire gallon of box wine the other night? ❜
❛ Did you purposely order a Sex on the Beach so I’d say it to the gay bartender? ❜
❛ Do whatever the fuck you need to do. I’ve got this. ❜
❛ Does he get that look in his eye when he’s with you? ❜
❛ Does she make you happy or is it just about the sex? ❜
❛ Eat my ass! ❜
❛ Everybody always leaves. ❜
❛ Front door was locked so I came in the back. No pun intended. ❜
❛ Happy is overrated. Grow up. ❜
❛ I believe the answer to that question, like the answer to most questions, is ‘fuck you.’ ❜
❛ I did everything for you, but you’re so fucking blind! ❜
❛ I did it all for you. You might even want to say thank you. ❜
❛ I don’t get how you have a kid and not give a shit what happens to it. ❜
❛ I don’t get it. Half of the world has penises, why do people get so upset about seeing them? ❜
❛ I don’t give a fuck. I’m happy to knock your fucking teeth out. ❜
❛ I don’t go onto Facebook, okay? ‘Cause I don’t give a shit about whose pet just died or who just checked in at the fucking McDonald’s. ❜
❛ I don’t know how much more I can take of that before I stab him/her in the neck with a broken beer bottle. ❜
❛ I don’t love you! ❜
❛ I haven’t had a drink for two days… Well, granted, I was unconscious. ❜
❛ I just came here for a fucking beer, alright? ❜
❛ I know that shit, bitch! That’s a cat! ❜
❛ I made a list of the top 50 stupidest things I’ve done and all 50 were when I was drunk. ❜
❛ I never thought I’d say this, but you were right. ❜
❛ I saw you smile. ❜
❛ I think you deviated my septum! ❜
❛ I thought it might be different this time. ❜
❛ I trust you. That’s bigger to me than ‘I love you.’ ❜
❛ I want you to take that shiv and jam it in his eye. ❜
❛ I will make this kitchen my bitch. ❜
❛ I would never leave you. Ever. You gotta know that. After everything we’ve been through, you kind just have to know that. ❜
❛ If you’re gonna talk shit at least do it right. ❜
❛ It smells worse than a dead hooker’s ass in there. ❜
❛ It wouldn’t have happened without you. ❜
❛ It’s a shame when someone you love gets taken away, isn’t it? ❜
❛ It’s never about me and I’m finally making it about me! ❜
❛ I’d be crying right now if I wasn’t so high. ❜
❛ I’d trade my left nut for one more hour of sleep. ❜
❛ I’m gonna beat your ass like a piñata until candy falls out! ❜
❛ I’m not a tool, so you don’t get to treat me like one. ❜
❛ I’m not homeless, I told you. I have a home, I’m just not welcome there. ❜
❛ I’m not my dad. You hear me? I’m not my fucking dad! ❜
❛ I’m probably biased, but you deserve better than him/her/them. ❜
❛ I’m sick of living in your shadow! ❜
❛ I’m taking care of me for a change, not him/her/them. ❜
❛ I’m the only thing that passes for a responsible adult that you’re gonna find. ❜
❛ Keep laughing or I will slit your throat in your sleep. ❜
❛ Last message, promise. Wherever you are… Bye. ❜
❛ Let’s be honest, he/she is my last chance at happiness and that’s more important than video games and masturbation, right? ❜
❛ Let’s go get drunk and buy a gun. ❜
❛ Look at me, I can’t go to jail! I might as well wear heels. ❜
❛ Men are never right. That’s why women were invented, to think for you assholes. ❜
❛ Name a single time I’ve ever let you down. ❜
❛ Next time, I’m gonna break both of your fucking knee caps, ‘kay? ❜
❛ No one gives a shit who you bang. ❜
❛ No one likes to hear a grown man whine. It’s like the verbal equivalent of a dude wearing UGGs. ❜
❛ No one’s ever been as good to me as you have. ❜
❛ No, no, no, no, no, no. The bat is for killing, not for taking to school. ❜
❛ Not everybody just gets to blurt out how they fuckin’ feel every minute. ❜
❛ Not to be a dick or anything, but you have been kind of a whore. ❜
❛ Oh shit, I’m sorry. You know I would’ve never said that to your face. ❜
❛ Oh, don’t mind me. I accidentally took three of my pills instead of one. ❜
❛ One of my unspoken rules is you don’t fuck somebody else when we’re on a date. ❜
❛ People fuck up. That’s life. ❜
❛ People like us, we can be happy. ❜
❛ Random destruction makes you think of me? ❜
❛ Really? That’s all you’re gonna say? ❜
❛ See that? They’re digging your grave. And you wanna be gone before they get that to six feet. ❜
❛ Seriously, I don’t mean to be an asshole. It’s just genetic. ❜
❛ Should I apologize or leave? …I’m gonna leave. ❜
❛ Show of hands, how many of you, at one point or another, wanted to see me dead? ❜
❛ Some girls are just jerks. ❜
❛ Stop acting like the world is out to get you when it’s so clearly dropping gifts at your feet. ❜
❛ Stuff just happens sometimes. ❜
❛ The best part of making a baby is that you get to have sex while doing it. ❜
❛ The first rule you hide in this house: You hide the goddamn money! ❜
❛ The only way to make money when you’re poor is to steal it or scam it. ❜
❛ We both know my only options are getting pregnant or getting arrested. ❜
❛ Well, he may look like he’s in a boy band, but he’s got a point. ❜
❛ Well, if you need me I’ll be across the street in the bushes, stalking you. ❜
❛ What are you hoping, I tell you not to go? ❜
❛ What the fuck are you looking at? ❜
❛ What you and I have makes me free. Not what these assholes know. ❜
❛ Whatever. Liking what I like don’t make me a bitch. ❜
❛ When she/he/they say ‘fuck you’ it means ‘I love you.’ ❜
❛ When you focus on other people’s problems, it’s a lot easier to ignore your own. ❜
❛ Where can I get knives and blunts? ❜
❛ Why would anyone go to the zoo sober? ❜
❛ Will you? Wait? Fucking lie to me if you have to. ❜
❛ Yeah, it gives me more time to buy drugs and fence stolen goods. ❜
❛ You can’t own a motto! ❜
❛ You could do things with your tongue that would make a rattlesnake blush. ❜
❛ You deserve to get out, even if you don’t take me with you. ❜
❛ You did okay. You tried. It’s a lot more than most people would do. ❜
❛ You don’t love me. ❜
❛ You have made me happy. I’ve never been very happy. ❜
❛ You have to let me go. You have to let me let you go. I need you to do that for me. ❜
❛ You know that jagermeister really makes you chatty, right? ❜
❛ You know what? Nothing’s ever your problem. Make it your problem! ❜
❛ You know where I live if you have a problem. ❜
❛ You know, having a Russian sex worker isn’t ideal for child care. ❜
❛ You say that again and I’ll rip your tongue out of your head. ❜
❛ You take care of everyone, but no one takes care of you. ❜
❛ You think you scare me? Bring it, bitch. ❜
❛ You want to get shit faced in the middle of the day? Vodka’s best. Believe me.  ❜
❛ Your coochie smells like brimstone and Sulfur. ❜
❛ You’re a loud, mean, vicious bitch. ❜
❛ You’re better than anyone I’ve ever met and you deserve to get out. ❜
❛ You’re kind of growing on me. ❜
❛ You’re not lost. You don’t need finding. ❜
❛ You’re nothing like anyone I’ve ever met. You make me want to enjoy my life again. ❜
❛ ______ doesn’t have any friends. Only people he/she/they haven’t pissed off yet. ❜

Empty Libraries: Part Two

Pairing: Lin Manuel Miranda x Reader

Summary: In which we meet a bunch of new friends, and experience a bit of a let-down.

Warnings: Swearing, I guess?

A/N: This took me so long, but I’m happy with the way it turned out! Thanks for all the positive vibes, it really means a lot (all 1800 of you!! what?!). And thank you to my sister @secretschuylersister for reading this over and validating me. She’s such a sweetheart.

Part One

Word Count: 3002

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Drabble List #1 [1-100]

I really want to start writing drabbles so PLEASE FEEL FREE to hit me up with a request! Requests for drabbles will always be open unless stated otherwise on my bio. AND please always keep in mind that I’m free to decline requests.

When requesting a drabble, please; pick only THREE prompts at most, tell me which member you’d like it to be about. For ones with “her/him”, please specify which one u want me to use.
Please be patient, I’ll try to write all requests as fast as possible. tyty <3


  1. “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
  2. “I’m not your toy.”
  3. “What was I to you?”
  4. “I’ve wanted you since the first day I saw you.”
  5. “Why do you keep pushing me away?”
  6. “I don’t love you anymore.”
  7. “Trust me, he’s bad news.”
  8. “Are we really just friends?”
  9. “I’m not perfect, but I would never do what he/she did.”
  10. “You need new morals.”
  11. “What would you do if I kissed you right now?”
  12. “You’re only lying to yourself, you know.”
  13. “I’m so sick and tired of these games you play!”
  14. “I keep trying to think of things to make myself hate you…”
  15. “Maybe you aren’t in love, but I see the way you look at her/him.”
  16. “-Just don’t get puke all over my carpet.”
  17. “I didn’t mean for you to find out like this…”
  18. “Did I fucking stutter?”
  19. “This is mine. Are we clear?”
  20. “Why are you staring at me like that?”
  21. “You’re hot when you’re mad.”
  22. “It was sex, darling. That’s all it ever was.”
  23. “Girls/Guys are like pizza, why would you only choose one when the possibilities are endless?”
  24. “Did you have a good time fucking her/him?”
  25. “Oh look! She’s/he’s blushing!”
  26. “I’ve never seen anyone so beautiful…”
  27. “You don’t know me… you never did.”
  28. “Do you love her/him?”
  29. “Who the fuck are you to tell me when I’ve had enough?”
  30. “Eyes up here, princess.”
  31. “Don’t “babe” me.”
  32. “You make me wanna do bad things to you.”
  33. “Shut up. I have a killer hangover and you’re not helping.”
  34. “Who gave you that black eye?”
  35. “Oh how the tables have turned…”
  36. “Are you breaking up with me?”
  37. “You’re being such a hazard.”
  38. “You really don’t wanna test me right now.”
  39. “Why do people insist on disturbing a girl/guy when she’s/he’s tryin’a get high?”
  40. “Skirt up, and over that desk. Now.”
  41. “A really pretty girl says she’s here looking for you.”
  42. “Hey sweetcheeks,”
  43. “I mean, you don’t come across as a serial killer to me.”
  44. “I don’t know if you’re complimenting me or insulting me.”
  45. “Can I walk you home?”
  46. “Why? Are you jealous?”
  47. “Don’t you want me to take care of you, babygirl?”
  48. “Either speed it up or spread your legs.”
  49. “I can’t believe you dragged me into this!”
  50. “I never knew you liked that kind of stuff…”
  51. “I really wanna take you up to my room right now…”
  52. “You don’t get to cum until I say so.”
  53. “Oh, I’m crazy?! How could I not be when she’s a fucking model and I’m just – me.”
  54. “-So if you think I’m gonna let you waste your time on a guy/girl like that, then clearly you don’t know me at all.”
  55. “Good girl.”
  56. “You should see what I can do with my hands.”
  57. “This is a bad idea.”
  58. “I need a cigarette.”
  59. “Why do you even care?
  60. “You’re the one that keeps coming back to me, remember that.”
  61. “I don’t deserve you.”
  62. “Staring is rude you know.”
  63. “W-What? That feels good?”
  64. “My dad will kill you if he finds out!”
  65. “We’re wearing far too many clothes for my liking.”
  66. “What do you mean ‘what am i doing’? I’m marking what’s mine.”
  67. “I want you to ride my thigh.”
  68. “Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be out with her/him?”
  69. “I’m gonna make you cum so fucking hard.”
  70. “Yeah, well you’re a nerd. You’re used to it.”
  71. “Where do you think you’re going?”
  72. “Are you gonna be a good girl for me tonight?”
  73. “He doesn’t even look good with you.
  74. “Yes oppa.”
  75. “I don’t wanna hear it. Leave me alone.”
  76. “You got everything you ever wanted. I hope she/he was worth it.
  77. “I bet you taste golden.”
  78. “What happened to us?”
  79. “You know, It’s okay to cry.”
  80. “I fucking loved you! You idiot.”
  81. “How long have you known?”
  82. “Stop calling me that! We’re only [Number of years] apart.”
  83. “Have I ever told you that you’re beautiful?”
  84. “Fuck it. Where’s the vodka at?”
  85. “Well then why don’t you date her instead if you love her so much.”
  86. “I didn’t know you were still a virgin…”
  87. “I shouldn’t be in love with you.”
  88. “I used to have the biggest crush on you.”
  89. “You can’t leave me hanging like this!”
  90. “Shut the fuck up if you know what’s best for you.”
  91. “You little shit!”
  92. “I wan’t that pretty little mouth wrapped around my cock.”
  93. “-Well then I’m sorry for being such a bother. Asshole.”
  94. “You trust them more than me?”
  95. “Stop trying to avoid me.”
  96. “We need to forget about each other.”
  97. “Just stay with me, for one last time – please.”
  98.  “Promise me we’ll see each other tomorrow.”
  99. “Oh. How tragic.”
  100. “You’re not the same guy/girl I fell in love with.”
Someday: Lin Manuel Miranda x Reader (Part One)

Summary: High school is full of people with hopes and dreams as tall as the sky. Eight years later, you’ve lost some of that. But with Lin back in your life, things are going to change again.

A/N: I am terrible at summaries. Welcome to the fic that I am super proud of that is definitely going to get incredibly angsty and fluffy so get ready. Also it’s like the longest thing I’ve ever written (!!)

Word Count: 5,062 (whoa)

Warnings: Swearing (I think that’s it?)


Some people figure out what they want to do with the rest of their lives when they’re in high school. Some would call them the lucky ones, but those who take that step wouldn’t say the same. If anything, they have even more pressure to be great.

You had always been involved with theatre, but during your sophomore year you went to go see a show on Broadway that changed your life. It was a production of Phantom of the Opera and sure, it was mainstream, but as you watched that chandelier rise, you knew that was what you wanted to do forever.

You became committed to the theater program at your high school. You knew the ins and outs of every production. You weren’t a singer, so you decided to become a stage manager and it was clear to everyone in the room that you were the real deal.

During your senior year, you knew you had the position locked down. It was just a question of what the show would be. Your school had a tradition of hearing the announcement together after school. On that day, you and your friends waited with baited breath for the video to begin to play.

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Jughead Jones x Reader

    Request:

Originally posted by marorra

 Another usual day at Pop’s for Jughead & I. We always go after school and on the weekends to hang out whilst Jughead writes for his novel I work on school work or read my newest book. 

    We slide into the booth and I order our usuals before I pull out my calculus book. I have an exam the next day and let’s just say it isn’t my string suit so I I’m hoping to get some much needed help from my boyfriend. I try my hardest to answer the first few questions flipping between pages of the text book hoping that I would magically become a math prodigy. I huff taking a sip of my milkshake before glancing to Jughead typing away, the concentration clear on his face. I try and focus my attention on the questions but I just can’t seem to wrap my head around it and I get frustrated very quickly. I finish my milkshake and look to Jughead.

“Hey Juggie?”

“Mhm?” He mumbles, eyes still staring intently to his computer screen. 

“Want another milkshake? My shout,” I smile hoping for some type of eye contact.

“Yeah sure,” I sigh and slide out of the booth and order our milkshakes before returning back to my books glancing at my boyfriend to see him type word after word, the page rapidly filling with more and more stories he’d found about Jason Blossom’s death. I sigh ripping a page out of my book and cussing.

“This is so stupid!” I exclaim loud slamming my book onto the table pulling at my hair. “I’m so stupid,“ I mutter.

“You okay?” i jump at the sound of Jugheads voice.

“So you can speak?” I retort annoyed at my boyfriend clearly ignoring my frustration. 

“Don’t be like that (Y/n),” he rolls his eyes exhaling loudly.

“Jug you promised you’d help me with this work, you know I really need the extra help, it’s important okay-”

“So is my novel (Y/n), I thought you knew that. Why don’t you get a tutor if your in such desperate need of help?“ 

    I furrow my eyebrows at how blunt he’s being. Tears well up in my eyes and I cuss under my breath. “Look Jug I know it’s important to you, I get that, I know family stuff if a sensitive topic at the moment but I need to pass this class and I thought my boyfriend would understand that.“ 

    He ignores me as he continues to type on his computer. “Fine,” I collect my books and sling my backpack over my back, Jughead not making any attempts to stop me. He was too in grossed in his novel to even notice my absence. 

    The walk home was short and full of angry tears. I enter your room to try once more time to study. I can’t stray my mind from the way Jughead acted worried about what that’ll mean for you both in the future. Is he over me? He doesn’t feel the same anymore? Is he still my boyfriend? 

    My phone beeps and I hesitantly grab it expecting an apology from Jughead to appear. I am puzzeled to see Archie texted me asking if I still wanted someone to help me with studying. I huff knowing that Jughead isn’t going to come and apologise any time soon so I decide that Archie is going to provide the help that I oh so desperately needed.  


“Thank you Arch, but I still think I’m going to bomb this exam,“ I face defeat packing the last of my stuff up. I have been working for the past 3 hours and I think it’s time to head home. 

   Archie’s phone dinges and I look up at him. His face drops turning serious.

“It’s Jughead.” 

I roll my eyes. “We had a fight at Pop’s. He wouldn’t help me study and he kept ignoring me so I just walked out.” Archie gives me a look and I huff. “What!”

   “He walks over to me reading the message aloud. “Arch have you heard from (Y/n)? We had a misunderstanding and well I just realised that she left and she’s not at her house. I’m heading to Betty’s now. Do you know where she is?”

“Don’t tell him I was here.”

Archie sighs. “Why? I don’t want to lie.”

I shake my head. “You don’t have to. I’ll leave, so technically I’m not with you am I? I’m going to Betty’s, okay? I’ll talk with you tomorrow.“ He looks defeated. "Sorry Arch, thank you,” I smile giving him a tight hug before starting the walk to Betty’s house. I need to get my boyfriend back. My stomach is in knots as I approach the Cooper’s house knocking lightly on the door. There is no answer so I let myself in locking the door behind myself before heading up the stairs to Betty’s room. I don’t bother knocking as I open the door. 

“Oh my god,” I cry at the sight of Jughead and Betty kissing. I turn and sprint down the stairs hearing Jughead yell my name the whole way to my house.

“Wait, please (Y/n)!”

    I slam my front door not wanting to see his face. I run up to my room and lock my window before diving into my bed and letting hot tears roll down my cheeks. My phone constantly beeping signalling incoming texts from everyone, mostly Jughead & Betty. Every 5 minutes there is a knock at the front door followed by Jughead pleads to let him in so he can explain. My tears dry out and all I want to do right now was comfort myself the best way possible: food. I change into warmer clothes and wait for Jug to knock on the front door to sneak out of the back and head to Pop’s. 

    As the bright neon sign comes into view it decides to pour down leaving me with no option but to sprint into the diner. I squeak as I get inside absolutely drenched, I wait to order and then spot Archie, Veronica and Betty sitting in a booth with school books and music sheets sprawled across the table.

“Hey,” I whisper as I reach their table. They all look up, shock on Betty’s face is as visible as ever. I slide in next to Archie shivering and soaking wet.

“Woah you alright?“ 

I nod. “Yeah, caught the rain on the way in. Now I’m freezing.” I sigh as Pop comes past our table placing my burger and milkshake in front of me. “Thank you,” I smile glancing over to Betty. She looks nervous like she’s expecting me to explode at her.

“Here,” I look over to see Archie shrugging off his letterman jacket. I shake my head. “Please.” 

Rolling my eyes I remove my jumper and replace it with his warm jacket wrapping it close to my body. “Thanks Arch,” I smile bumping him. 

“So you heard from Jughead?”

I shake my head. “I went to Betty’s but he wasn’t there. I think I missed him.” Betty’s head shoots up puzzled at my response.

“Don’t hate me but I told him you are here.”

I turn to him. “Archie!” I yell and as if it was on cue the doorbell chimes. I sink into the booth hiding my face hoping that maybe he has brain damage and won’t remember me. 

“Hey guys,” Jughead greets. Everyone replies and I just clear my throat and move my way out of the booth.

“I’m really tired im going to call it a night,“ I mumble but my boyfriend grabs my wrist. 

“(Y/n) please,” I pull my hand free. "Jughead don’t. Not here,” I warn but he continues to push.

“Would you just listen to me?“ 

"No Jug, no I won’t because you know what, I’m sick of coming second to you. I’m so so so over it.” He shakes his head trying to calm me down. “And on top of that I go to my best friend house only to walk in on you kissing. Do you know how sick that made me feel?" 

Archie and Veronica watch with wide eyes. "What?!” they exclaim at the same time.

“(Y/n)!“ Betty calls standing up. "I kissed him, (Y/n). He didn’t kiss back and he pushed me off, but you ran before you got the chance to see." 

"I gotta go,” I whisper looking to Jughead and smiling softly, salty tears streaming down my face. I walk slowly out of the diner.

“(Y/n) baby girl, I’m so sorry.” I feel his warm hand in mine and I sniffle giving it a squeeze.

“Me too Juggie,“ I cry hard and he wraps me in his arms and rocks me until I’m dry out of tears. He pulls away wiping my wet cheeks with his thumb.

“I love you.”

“I love you, too,“ I reply. 

He winks at me. "That’s a relief.” I giggle and he smiles. “Nice jacket, looks better on you than it does on Andrews.”

“Don’t I know it,“ i smile kissing him sweetly. 

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Two Moons (pt. 6)

Genre: Fluff/Angst

Pairing: Chanyeol/Reader/Sehun

This is the last chapter!

(Part I) || (Part 2) || (Part 3) || (Part 4) || (Part 5)

… But, what are you going to do now?

You scan the hallway and head towards your own room. It used to be the guest room, but since you basically live here with them now, it’s yours. Right when you are about to turn the knob, the front door clicks open. The entrance to your room is slightly visible from the doorway, and a voice calls out.

“Y/N?”


You see Chanyeol peek in from the end of the hallway. He lowers his eyes when he sees you, but immediately greets you with a big smile afterwards.

“Did you sleep well?” he emerges from the corner and walks towards you, fixing his fringe.

“Yeah, I did,” you reply. And you mean it.

He lifts your face with his palms, taking you by surprise. You stare back at his big brown eyes with your cheeks all squished. “I’m glad,” he smiles sweetly, before pulling you into a warm embrace. You’re buried in his chest as you flail your arms around, not knowing what to do.

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Masked - Part 4

Word Count: 2133

Pairing: Avengers x Reader, Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: Language

A/N: Part 4 finally! I’m glad everyone is enjoying the series so far! It means a lot so thank you <3 

(Y/F/N) - Your first name

(Y/L/N)- Your last name

Masterlist

Masked Masterlist


Part 3

Originally posted by tmholland

“Well, that was… interesting,” Tony said with an exasperated sigh. Plopping down on a stool by the kitchen island, he slumped forward with his head resting on the back of his arms.

“I know, I saw the news coverage. And you got your asses handed to you. Well everyone but Peter,” Bruce responded as Tony opened a beer. “Where did he run off to anyway?”

“Who knows. I’m sure he’ll be back. We have the kid anyway, it’s more of a waiting game now.”

“The kid is just lucky Fury wants them on the team so badly. Otherwise, I would have kicked their ass all the way to the other side of the city,” Natasha grumbled while eating a bag of chips.

“Nat,” Clint warned.

“Clint,” She said shooting him a glare.

One just does not take down Natasha Romanoff without some sort of conscience. The whole team knew that she doesn’t go down without a fight easily and the fact that a kid took her out of the fight so quickly was eating away at her. Once you woke up you were definitely in for an interesting discussion.

“Do we have ID on the kid yet?” Steve asked, ignoring his friend’s attics.

“FRIDAY is running it now. We should have a name any sec - and there it is.” Tony grinned finally happy that this whole mess was over. “Our masked vigilante is (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N), age sixteen, and by the looks of it, they’re also insanely smart. The kid is already in college and at the top of their classes.”

“Oh, great. Another nerd,” Natasha chuckled.

“That does explain why their suit, by the look of it, was so advanced. It was almost like Tony made it,” Bruce said reading over your file.

As the team started to skim your file, Peter busted in with a slightly flustered face and something in his hand. Ignoring the team’s looks of confusion he made his way over to you - who was still unconscious on the couch. The last thing the team wanted to do was to freak you out when you woke up so they decided to keep you comfortable.

“Peter, what’s in the bag and where did you disappear to?” Clint questioned as Peter sat down in the chair next to the couch.

“(Y/N)’s bag,” He responded as Tony furrowed his eyebrows.

“You know this kid?” He asked.

“No - Yes - Uh I guess? I mean we literally just met today at the diner I was set up at and I notice they had a bag with them before I left. I figured they would want it since you know I sorta drugged them before unmasking them,” Peter rambled clearly flustered. “You know we really hit it off too. We exchanged numbers and everything. Now I going to deal with their wrath when they wake up.”

“Spidey has a crush,” Sam teased as Peter groaned.

Being the youngest on the team left Peter to be teased a lot. Still, he rather have them teasing him instead of the whole team getting into one of their overly protective moods. It took months just to convince everyone to let him go on missions and even then, he has to sit some out. A part of Peter wishes that it wasn’t you who was under the mask but another part of him was glad he didn’t have to keep the Spider-Man secret away from you. Still, he had no idea what you would do once you woke up. If it was him, he would be angry at whoever drugged him. And in his case, it was him who drugged you.

“Earth to Spidey? You’re drooling,” Pietro laughed as Wanda smacked his head. “What? Well, he is?!”

“Brother, stop. I think it’s cute. Young love at it’s finest,” She sighed as Peter’s face went as red as his suit.

“I hate everyone,” He muttered in response to their laughter.

“Alright, kid. Quit staring and wait until the kid wakes up on their own,” Tony said, returning to his beer he left on the island.


For the second time today, you awoke with a pounding headache, but this time your mouth was oddly dry. Adjusting to the bright lights shining on your face, you blinked a few times only to realize you’re not in your apartment. You were in some sort of fancy living room with a fantastic view of New York. Even the couch you were laying on was better than your shitty living situation.

You closed your eyes as the memories came flooding in; everything started to piece together and you slowly started to remember what happened. The fake robbery, the fight where you kicked everyone’s asses, being kicked to the ground by the stupid spider-guy, hurting your arm in the process, him drugging you as he unmasked you, and to make matters worse: he was that cute boy you met at the diner.

“Well, shit,” You grumbled.

Wincing from the pain of your headache and your arm, you slowly sat up from your comfy position. Just as you were about stand up you felt a hand on your bad arm. Out of reflex, you grabbed whosoever hand it was and flipped them into the ground. Realizing what you did, you let out a small gasp as you stared at the poor soul who you just have thrown. It, of course, was Peter - no surprise there.

“Dude, what the hell!?” You squawked, not caring about your headache.

“S-Should’ve seen that coming,” He groaned while trying to catch his breath.

You must have slammed him down hard because the way he was breathing looked like you knocked the wind out of him. Once he was able to breathe a bit normally, he sat up and glared at you. Someone was not a happy Spider.

“Don’t look at me like that!” You began waving your hands around. “You freaking kicked me to the ground in mid-air and drugged me!”

“Touché,” He muttered as you helped him off of the ground. “To be fair, you still have your suit on and you did attack my friends.”

“Really, kid?” You scoffed. “My arm still hurts, I have this annoying headache, and my mouth is really dry. What did you dose me with?!”

To say that you were annoyed was an understatement. You were basically kidnapped by the Avengers - that’s something you don’t hear every day - and this kid was trying to defend his actions. Your bickering carried on for a few more minutes while rest of the team stood with amused expressions. You could say that you already made a good impression on them.

“Listen hear, Spiderling. I could kick your ass any day, anytime. In fact, let’s go right now!”

“Bring it on, Glowstick!”

Before you could say anything else you heard someone clear their throat. Turning away from your heated conversation, you saw Mr. Star Spangled Banner with his arms crossed and a stern expression. Rolling your eyes, you prepared yourself for one of his righteous speeches. It was Captain America what could you expect.

“Alright, kids. Break it up, that’s enough,” He said.

“Sorry Mr. Rogers,” Peter sheepishly said as you scoffed.

“I’m sorry, Spangles… should I salute you as well?” You asked as you heard a few chuckles fill the room.

Smirking to yourself, you notice your bag leaning against the side of the couch. Taking that as your cue to leave, walked over to your bag before a hand grabbed your arm. Flinching from the pain you whipped around and stared at Peter once more.

“If you’re thinking about leaving now that’s not going to happen.”

“First off, stop grabbing my arm. And second, who is going to stop me?” You asked.

“Well, all of us,” Tony replied with a smirk. “See kid we’ve been looking for you for a while now.”

“If you’re going to arrest me, I’ll warn you now that it won’t go so well.”

Tony laughed loudly as you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. They clearly seemed like they wanted to arrest you unless they had some other thing in mind. Glancing over to Peter he shrugged while the rest of the team sighed.

“Your people skills never cease to impress,” Sam dryly said to Tony. Turning back to me he mouth a quick sorry while rolling his eyes at his billionaire friend.

“Hold on Sam I need a minute,” He laughed.

“And he’s drunk,” Rhodey added before walking over to his friend.

“I’m confused. You guys seemed pretty keen on arresting me. Why else would you chase me after -” You began before your eyes widen. As everyone slightly nodded to your realization you finished your thought. “You want me to join the team?”

Silence filled the room (except for a few chuckles from Tony) as you tried to process the new information. They wanted you - a kid with weird alien powers - to join the Avengers. Sure, you had to admit they seemed like good people, but you never saw yourself as Avengers material. You just kicked butt when it was needed, but now they were asking you to join a team that saves the world. That was definitely a big step from the streets of New York.

The team already seemed so close and you didn’t want to squeeze yourself in there if you weren’t needed. You were used to being a lone wolf; only taking care of yourself, not working with other people on a team. Still, the thought of it started to grow on you. The only problem was that you weren’t the hero they saw you as. You needed to deal with some personal things before you could even think about joining.

“Wow, it’s flattering for sure but-”

“You like to do things by yourself and the whole team dynamic ruins your style?” Bucky asked.

“You guessed it,” You said wanting this conversation to be over. “Look I have my own way of doing things. You guys handle the big stuff and I’ll handle the small stuff.”

Ignoring Peter’s protests, you grabbed your bag and threw it over your good shoulder. You just needed to get home and pretend none of this ever happened.

“I hope you know we know where you live and we also know a lot about you. You’re pretty much stuck with us. I wouldn’t try fighting it,” Natasha said grabbing your bag and stopping you.

“Such as?” You asked.

“Your parents and the number of foster homes you went to,” She answered clearly knowing how to get under your skin

Digging your nails into your palms you took a deep breath and yanked the bag out of her hand. Your parents was a subject you didn’t bring up. It brought back to many memories from that day you lost them and what soon followed after.

“Natasha maybe you should-” Steve started to say as the lights began to flicker.

It was definitely not a good sign when energy sources around you did that. Though, you wouldn’t have hurt anyone. You could however, cause a small power outage and break a few windows while you’re at it. You didn’t plan on hurting Natasha for getting under your skin, you could tell she was just trying to read your reactions with certain subjects. Looking at the floor to avoid everyone stare, you tried to calm yourself.

“You should get that checked out,” You joked pointing to the flickering lights.

“I can look at that arm,” Bruce offered clearly seeing that you weren’t putting that much weight on it. “Just let me look at it and you can go.”

You sighed knowing they wouldn’t take no for an answer. “Fine.”

“Great. I’ll show where the lab is and fix you up there.”

“We can also continue our discussion there,” Tony added, and rolled you your eyes.

“If I say I’ll join the team will everyone stop pestering me?” You huffed.

“Yup.”

“Fine, I’ll join your little group of heroes. Happy now?”

Most of the team nodded with smiles, and you heard a loud “yes” coming from the annoying Spiderling. As everyone stopped and stared an embarrassed Peter, you let out a loud laugh. Slapping a hand over your mouth, you continued giggling as Peter broke out into a huge grin.

“Welcome to the team, kid. You’ll fit right in,” Bucky said while patting your back.

Returning a small smile while giggling, you followed Bruce to the lab. Though you didn’t care to admit it, you were starting to like the idea of joining the Avengers. They seemed like nice people that just wanted to help you out. To add to that, you now had an excuse to see a certain spider every day and that was something you couldn’t complain about.

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Yuanfen - Part 4

Characters - Bucky x Reader

Word Count - 1985

Warnings - None

A/N - This is an AU. 缘分 (Yuanfen) is a Chinese word that has no direct English translation and (roughly) means “A relationship that is brought together by a force such as destiny or fate.“ Again, just building up, establishing personalities and whatnot before getting to the meat of the story.

Yuanfen Masterlist

Bucky’s lips gravitated toward yours slowly and for a split second you almost let go. Quickly snapping yourself back into reality, you jerked back, only to feel Bucky’s large hands grip your waist.

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Things I Wish I Knew My Freshman Year of Uni

Academic Tips

“You are responsible for your own learning.”

1. Always do your work when you get it and don’t wait until the last minute. Waiting until the last minute to get work done will sometimes allow you to still get things done by their due date but it leaves little room for studying and reviewing between then and in the end will hurt you on exams. 

2. Work alone. The best way to learn new material is to do it on your own and struggle through and figure it out ON YOUR OWN. I wish someone had told me this because I really struggled to catch up in classes this past semester because I would do my homework with friends instead of learning how to do things on my own and it hurt me a lot on exams. 

3. Find friends you can study with.You want to be able to be productive if you choose to do a study session. Studying with friends might be okay if you work well together but chances are you’ll get distracted. Find people you work well with to study because you tend to learn more that way. For me, that was people I met in class and at office hours.

4. Please oh, please use office hours This is such a big one that freshman don’t use until the last minute. These are your best bet for getting questions answered if you didn’t understand something in lecture, on your homework, etc. Plus, getting to know your prof is very important because they tend to be more helpful if they see you are working hard in their class and they give good letters of recommendation if you make a good impression on them. If you can’t make their office hours, email them or set up an appointment. It’s very important to have good communication. 

5. Sit in the front and ask questions Be the nerd of the lecture by sitting in the front and don’t be afraid to ask a question. However, if its a question that requires a lengthy answer, save it for office hours so you don’t the lecture behind schedule. 

6. BUY AND READ THE DARN TEXTBOOK So many people tell you not to buy the textbook if you don’t truly need it for assignments but that is so wrong. You will always need the textbook if it is in the syllabus. Period. Read the chapters BEFORE lecture and review it afterward if material still doesn’t make sense. You will learn so much more and remember so much more in a faster time period than if you don’t read it at all. The book is also extremely important for covering details that won’t be covered in lecture.

Social Life 

1. Meet new and DIFFERENT people instead of people like yourself. These people will show you so many cool new things that you’ll never experience otherwise. Meeting new and different people can be challenging and uncomfortable at first if you’re shy like me but it will make your college experience much more worth it. 

 2. Join clubs but not too many. Take part in activities and clubs that you enjoy but be careful not to overload yourself. Freshman year you should start off by just trying a few clubs here and there just to see what you like before committing to a lot of anything.

3. Don’t be afraid to say no to alcohol, drugs, and even hanging out. College students say “You do you” and they really mean it. You don’t have to feel pressured to do anything you don’t want to do and no one will judge you for that. If you find “friends” who do judge you, make some new friends. Also, remember that school comes first so if you have a large project to do and your friends want to go out, its ok to say no. Your friends should understand that in college, you really need to get stuff done and that schedule can be different than theirs.

 4. Be okay with being alone but completely surrounded by people. You are almost guaranteed to different schedules than your friends so you’ll learn that you’ll often be eating or doing school work alone. This is perfectly normal! Learn to like it because it’s nice to do things on your own. You may feel lonely sometimes but you’re also always surrounded by people. It’s hard to find actual privacy in college especially when you live in the dorms and share a room with a roommate. It will be strange at first but you’ll find the right balance of being along and being with people over time. 

Roommates and Dorms 

1. “A clean room is a clean mind.” Keeping a clean room will help you to study because you’ll be able to easily find everything you need instead of digging through piles of clothes and other belongings. Dorm rooms are also very small so putting things in their rightful storage places is essential for keeping a tidy room.

2. Study outside of your room as much as you can. If you’re like me, you can distract yourself easily especially when you don’t want to do something (like study). By getting the majority of your work done in the library or somewhere else on campus other than your room, you have less options to distract yourself whereas in your room, you have all your stuff to pick up and lose hours of study time with. 

3. Be straightforward with your roommate. If your roommate is doing something that bothers you, tell them clearly right away (politely). Otherwise, they’ll never know and continue to do what is bothering you. In order to avoid arguments, tell them right away very nicely and they should stop. It might be their room too, but you need to make sure that you’re happy as well. 



I hope this was helpful. This is only SOME of the tips I could think of for right now but I have tons more tips and advice that I love to share. If you have any questions about these tips or want to know more, feel free to ask. 

imagine you’re a busboy at eden’s twilight and some kid, clearly drugged out of his mind, bruised, and panicking, checking over his shoulder every other second, comes up to you and says “hey i’ll pay you a hundred bucks if you knock me out in the next minute” do you a) call the police like a decent human being or b) take the money and knock him out

✦ —— the lorax sentence starters

  • ‘ i speak for the trees. ’
  • ‘ we love living this way ’
  • ‘ it’s perfect! ’
  • ‘ did you paint this? ’
  • ‘ wow! what does that even mean? ’
  • ‘ i’d probably marry him on the spot. ’
  • ‘ and it does what? i don’t even know what it does. ’
  • ‘ oh, it hurts, mom. ’
  • ‘ please stop. ’
  • ‘ would you be a dear and go get them for me? ’
  • ‘ you want one, you need to find him. ’
  • ‘ oh, he’s real all right. ’
  • ‘ wait, outside of town? ’
  • ‘ well, here goes another lame saturday. ’
  • ‘ you really think people are stupid enough to buy this? ’
  • ‘ i’m aware it rhymes. ’
  • ‘ no one is supposed to come here. ’
  • ‘ get out of here and leave me alone! ’
  • ‘ well, that’s me. the guy who still cares. i’m here. ’
  • ‘ it’s because of me. ’
  • ‘ sounds ridiculous, but i mean, that’s cool. ’
  • ‘ if somehow your invention ends up a failure instead of a success, oh, it wouldn’t surprise me at all! ’
  • ‘ i’m going to prove you all wrong. ’
  • ‘ with nothing but a completely irrational sense of optimism. ’
  • ‘ so let’s all make my dreams come true. ’
  • ‘ yeah, that’s awesome. ’
  • ‘ no, but that sounds amazing. ’
  • ‘ i’ve got one of these for the cutest little guy I ever saw! ’
  • ‘ i’m going to eat this, but i am highly offended by it. ’
  • ‘ you listen to me, you furry meatloaf. ’
  • ‘ if you’re not gone by the time the sun sets on this valley, all the forces of nature will be unleashed upon you and curse you until the end of your days! ’
  • ‘ well, i would love to tell you, but, sadly, according to the universal wish laws, I cannot. ’
  • ‘ kiss him! kiss him! ’
  • ‘ you’re kissing the cereal again, hon. ’
  • ‘ it is now personal time. i’ll be in my room. ’
  • ‘ don’t go poking around in things you don’t understand or i’ll be your worst nightmare. ’
  • ‘ lots of fun stuff to occupy your short attention span. ’
  • ‘ hey, man? you know, you need to change that door bell. ’
  • ‘ clearly, you missed me a little. right? ’
  • ‘ why aren’t you like other kids, break dancing and wearing bell-bottoms, and playing the Donkey Kongs? ’
  • ‘ because when a guy does something stupid once, well, that’s because he’s a guy. ’
  • ‘ if he does the same stupid thing twice, it’s usually to impress some girl. ’
  • ‘ how nice to see someone so undeterred by things like reality. ’
  • ‘ i didn’t mean you any harm. ’
  • ‘ sleeping is the body’s way of telling other people to go away. ’
  • ‘ okay, i put my lips on those. ’
  • ‘ you’re bringing a guitar? ’
  • ‘ my family was right. ’
  • ‘ i’m playing poker. he’s playing go fish. and i think he’s hungry. ’
  • ‘ i think he’s going to get to that part really soon. ’
  • ‘ you know me, just cruising. putting out the vibe. just me and my thoughts. ’
  • ‘ oh, is this the girl you’re always talking about? ’
  • ‘ there’s my big, suddenly successful son! ’
  • ‘ but you always said i wouldn’t amount to anything, remember? ’
  • ‘ so, who invited the giant, furry peanut? ’
  • ‘ that’s a woman? ’
  • ‘ take that, you stupid tree! ’
  • ‘ give me a reason, shorty. ’
  • ‘ do you think I’m bad? ’
  • ‘ something good finally happens to me, and he just has to come along and rain on my parade. ’
  • ‘ how bad can i be? ’
  • ‘ i’m just following my destiny ’
  • ‘ how bad can this possibly be? ’
  • ‘ you’re a fraud ’
  • ‘ this is really all your fault. you destroyed everything. ’
  • ‘ because unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. it’s not. ’
  • ‘ then make them care. ’
  • ‘ he knows his own name and everything. ’
  • ‘ must have been a misunderstanding. ’
  • ‘ i could just kiss you right now! ’
  • ‘ what do you think you’re doing, kid? ’
  • ‘ let it grow. ’
  • ‘ let it die! ’
  • ‘ you greedy dirt-bag! ’
  • ‘ you done good. ’
  • ‘ by the way, nice mustache. ’
The Honest Truth

Summary: Okay. So I wanted to write a threesome. @lovemydean-o-saur suggested a spell where everyone has to speak their minds, and it leads to confessions, which leads to a threesome. Thanks for the prompt, love!

Word Count: 6200 (Somehow, this is my longest fic ever. Oops)

Warning: ALL THE SMUT, threesome (no Wincest), oral, so much dirty talk, anal, double penetration…yikes.

A/N: So I had more fun writing this fic than almost any other I’ve written. I hope you guys enjoy it, too! Let me know what you think!

“How long until it wears off?” The leather of the Impala’s backseat stuck to your skin as you squirmed. Shorts had been a bad idea. Jeans next time. Or you know, stay home. Let someone else get hit by a truth spell.

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