Reid x reader:
Imagine the reader being younger than Reid.
Warnings: big age difference, fluff/smut???, talking about cases
The team notices right away that something was on Spencer’s mind. It had been for the past couple months. It starts becoming obvious when boy genius himself starts messing up his facts.
“What’s up with you, pretty boy? Who’s got your panties in a knot?” Morgan asked him on the way out of the office.
The two were tired from a long day at Quantico and ready to be home.
“Knot? What makes you think anyone’s been doing anything with my panties? Did someone say something?” The doctor stuttered.
“Wow there. No I can just tell you have been distracted. Is there something you want to tell me?” Derek raises his eyebrows, stopping at his car.
Reid thinks what the best idea would be. He trusted Morgan but he also looked up to him and wondered what he would think.
“I met someone.” Reid’s mouth speaks before his brain has a chance to catch up.
Morgan can’t say he was surprised, he heard something from JJ but they were all just assumptions.
“A little lady caught the eye of Spencer Reid? Now how does one do that?” Derek smirks.
Reid has a silly grin on his face, he shrugs and looks down at the ground.
“She is- she’s pretty amazing.” He brags.
It was a relief to finally get it off his chest. For the past 3 months he’s been having to keep it a secret. He wouldn’t usually be hanging around people like you. Not unless he was on the job.
Not that there is anything wrong with you. Like he said you are amazing; smart, funny, beautiful. Everything he wanted in a girl.
You were pretty much his dream girl, except you are real.
“So when do I get to meet her?” Morgan wonders.
A question Spencer couldn’t answer. Both of your schedules were pretty full. You and Spencer had talked about meeting your friends next weekend at Rossi’s.
“Soon hopefully.” Spencer said before both him and his coworker made their way home.
When you heard the door start to unlock, you put your book down.
You greet the boy at the door.
You throw your arms around his neck before he has a chance to put anything down. He hugs you back.
“Did you get settled in?” He asks, closing the door with his foot.
You nod, you got into town this morning, Spencer was already at work so you have been at his house all alone. You two planned spending the spring holiday together. A whole week and a half of just you and your boyfriend.
You two untangle from each other and he puts his bag on the hook by the door. You loved Spencer’s house, it was what you wanted yours to look like. Books everywhere, almost OCD clean.
A love of books is what drew you and Spencer together so quickly.
“I think I need to shower.” Spencer announces, taking his coat off and hanging it will his bag.
“I think I’ll join you.” You smile and follow after him to the bathroom.
Spencer and you had been enjoying your time here. Times where he was at work, which seemed to be a lot, you found something to do.
You were never really bored, Spencer had an abundance of books and the city was interesting to explore.
You two were laying in bed, you were nearly asleep when his phone started ringing.
“Hello?” He answers, you knew he was asleep because he sounded half asleep. “Okay.” He says before hanging up.
“Who was that?” You ask curiously.
He starts getting up from bed, wearing only his robe.
“We have a case. They need me.” He gets into his dresser.
You frown, “It’s nearly two in the morning.” You whine.
He walks over to you leaning over you. “It’s all part of the job.” He kisses your lips and starts to get dressed.
You begin to doze off, the last thing you remember is Spencer covering you with a blanket and kissing your forehead.
When you open your eyes, the sun is flooding through the window, it’s just past noon.
You sit up, the house still empty. You check your phone and there is a message from Spencer. He says they had to go to New York for a case but shouldn’t be long.
You groan, you had homework to do but you wanted Spencer. You laid in bed for another hour before actually getting up. You made coffee and started right up on your homework.
You only stopped twice, to make something to eat and when Spencer called.
“I’m sorry, this really isn’t what I wanted to happen.” He apologizes over the phone.
“It’s okay, it’s your job. People need your brains.” You smile.
You can hear his laugh over the phone. You missed him, you were happy to be at his house than in your town. At least when he comes back you will be here.
“You doing okay-” Spencer starts.
“Who’s that?” You hear a voice on the other end of the line.
“I- I gotta go.” Spencer rushes.
You exchange goodbyes and hang up the phone. You knew Spencer hadn’t told his team about you. It was obvious why, you couldn’t help but feel he was embarrassed of you but you knew better than that.
You knew Spencer’s feelings for you were real, he cared so much about you and never missed a chance to show you.
Spencer had been talking to you about going to meet some of his friends tomorrow. They are meeting up at a coworkers house and he wanted you to meet them.
You couldn’t help but be nervous. He spoke so highly about his friends, you wondered what they would think.
The rest of the night you read and watched tv on your phone. Spencer of course did not have a tv which you found ridiculous. He was not that into electronics but everyone needs a tv.
You tried to stay up as late as you could, not knowing when Spencer would be home. When you found yourself falling asleep while reading a book, you knew it was time to call it a night.
It was almost 3am and you could barely keep your eyes open. You changed into one of Spencer’s shirts, surprisingly you hadn’t really worn one before. Spencer wasn’t the type of boyfriend who just gave away his shirts.
He doesn’t gets how sexy it is.
With that, you cuddled up in his bed by yourself and drifted to sleep. The next morning you woke up again around noon. You lifted your head up in bed to catch sight of the sleeping boy next to you.
A smile spread across your face, his hair is sprawled out across the pillow.
You roll closer to him and kiss his bare shoulder. You rub his back as he starts stirring. He rolls to face you and you automatically gasp.
“Spencer.” You say.
“Don’t worry, it’s not as bad as it looks.” He scrunched up his beaten face.
You cup his face, “This is the thing I don’t like about your job.”
“I know.” He smiles and pulls your head down to kiss your lips.
“Come on, let’s go out to breakfast.” He suggests.
The rest of the day was amazing. You two go out to breakfast then he spends the rest of the day reading to you. Your head in his lap as he reads The Narrative of John Smith to you. You notice he barely has to look at the book but that doesn’t surprise you much.
You two start getting ready to go to Reid coworkers house.
“Are you sure you want me to come?” You look at him through the mirror of the bathroom while drying your hair, a towel wrapped around your body.
“Yes, you are an important person in my life. I want you to meet the other important people.” He comes up behind you and kisses your cheek.
Having him by your side makes you feel better about everything. When you guys load into the car, you take his hand. He smiles at you, you can tell he is nervous too.
He cares so much about his team, if they don’t approve it with crush him. When you get to the nice sized house you park out front. You both sit in the car for a couple minutes.
“I’m really excited to meet your friends, Spence. I just want you to know, if they don’t like me it won’t change anything between us.” You comfort him. You have met the team before, it was before you and Spencer had even met.
“I think they are going to love you. I think it’s just at first they will be… confused.” He says.
You two finally exit the car and make your way to the door of the modern house. Spencer knocks and plays with his fingers while waiting for it to open. When it does there is a Middle aged man on the other side of the door.
He looks at you, then to Spencer then back to you before finally greeting you.
“Well hello. You just be Y/N.” He reaches out to shake your hand. “I’m David Rossi.”
You smile and shake his hands, “I’ve heard great things about you. It’s nice to meet you.”
He invited us in and there are multiple other people standing around the kitchen island.
All eyes go over to you guys and you can see the shock on everyone’s face. You wait for someone to say something and luckily Rossi finally does.
“This is Y/N, everyone.” He introduces you. He tells you everyone else’s name.
You smile at everyone and you and Spencer slowly start to merge with the group.
“Hi, it’s nice to meet you.” Prentiss says.
She seems very nice, you already had heard so much about the team, you felt like you knew them.
“Weren’t you at the college campus we were at?” She asks.
You were surprised she remembered. They came to your college and did a presentation about what they do in the BAU. It’s actually where Spencer and you met.
“Ah! That’s where I recognized you from! You were the girl who knew everything about everything.” JJ jumps in.
You’re honored that’s what they remember about you. It’s not that you knew everything about everything, it’s just no one in your class know much about anything. So when they asked questions you were the only one who really answered.
“Well it’s good to see you again.” Prentiss says.
You nod, this is going a lot better than You’d thought.
“So how did you and Spencer get together?” They asks.
You are a bit embarrassed, it makes you feel even younger to explain how you started seeing each other.
“Well after the lecture I actually came up and asked him a couple follow up questions.” You had already thought he was attractive from the beginning of the lecture. “He answered most of them but gave me his card in case I had anymore questions. So I called him the next weekend.”
Now it’s been a couple months. Time is really flying by.
Spencer walks up beside you, you smile at him. You think he just wants make sure you are all getting along. You actually really like Prentiss and JJ.
“Can I get you guys any wine?” Rossi offers Spencer and You. That’s when You notice almost all the rest of the team has a glass of wine.
You look up at Spencer awkwardly and he scratches his head.
“She can’t uh-” He starts.
“I won’t be 21 for a couple more months.” You finish.
The team is all the sudden quiet, all the conversations that seemed to be had suddenly stopped.
Reid is quite a bit older than you He celebrated his 32nd birthday this last fall.
“So your 20?” Garcia clears up. Her and Morgan are standing together. You so would think they were together but from what You heard from Spencer that’s just how their relationship is.
You nod and everyone stays silent.
“Well I guess Reid isn’t the baby if the group anymore.” Derek finally days.
You don’t know whether to laugh or be insulted. You take a step closer to Spencer. His hand finds yours.
“ I mean we all were joking you would be perfect for him during the lecture.” Rossi says.
“Yeah, you sounded so much like him it was kind of scary. Having one Reid around is intimidating enough.” Hotch smiles.
You think Spencer was right. It was a little awkward at first but after they get to know you, your age difference won’t even be a thought in their mind.
You look up at Spencer and smile at him. He smiles at you and kisses your forehead.
Next you just have to worry about telling your parents.
I don't want to talk Lance, just leave me alone ok?
Hey, nobody's seen you since breakfast, who said anything about talking? I came to make sure you hadn't died or something.
But we could always talk since I'm here now anyway. //Sits on the bed//
C'mon man, everyone's worried about you. You barely show your face around the castle, and whenever you do you avoid everyone like you're on some kind of stealth mission.
//Scoffs// Nobody is worried about me, and I'm not avoiding everyone... I just...
//Frowns// Keith, we're a team, if you're upset, we all feel it. The whole team's out of whack. Just talk to me - despite what Pidge might have told you, I am great with feelings and junk.
I don't - It's just - Ugh, it's just easier not to see everyone judging me, and hating me if I'm not around them, ok?! I don't care what you say, I've seen the way they look at me - and I look normal now, but what if it gets worse? What if I do start going purple? Or I sprout fur or something stupid like that. How would they look at me then? I'd be just another Galra....... Lance, I don't think I should be on the team anymore.
Wait what? Are you kidding! You think you should be off the team? The team that the Red Lion chose you for? That's crazy! Keith, you've saved everyone's butts loads of times, what would we do without you? How would we form Voltron? And you know, keep the universe safe?
You'd find someone else-
There is no one else Keith! *You're* the Red Paladin. So what if you're Galra? ... Well, sure, there's the whole being a member of the race that's 'trying to take over the universe, destroy entire civilisations and trying to kill us all the time' thing but-
Great, that makes me feel much better.
Well when I say it like that it sounds bad, but that's not all you are. You're Keith first, before any of all that. It's just been a bit of a shock - it's raw you know? Everyone will come to terms with it, trust me... Like I don't know if you've noticed, but Hunk's pretty much got an alien girlfriend
Sure, nobody's judging. And we've all seen Shiro's badass glowing arm thing - also Galra I might add. Does it make us think any less of him? No way! And I'm also convinced Pidge is part computer, I just don't have any proof yet.
Allura's probably gonna take a little longer than the rest of us, but she's still hurting, and hey, she's like over 10,000 years old, she just needs to get with the times. Like, Galra Keith? Whatever, am I right?
...... //Chuckles// Thanks Lance.
So don't worry, just come back to the team, we miss you. We've all got our little hang ups and stuff, so it's ok
You should definitely share with us any Injured!Lance fics anyone recommends you. Share the pain <3
Of course I will ! I didn’t got any since last time, but I can share the one I already read !
Here are my Injuried!Lance and generally Langst fic rec (featuring Klance, and usually from Keith’s POV, whoops) :
☆ What a Healing Pod Can’t Repair by Remember_Me Lance is missing after S1 wormhole, the team finds records from him .. When he’s back, he’s not exactly the same This fic is really good, one of the first I read and damn, if it didn’t make my heart ache ヽ(；▽；)ノ The angst is strong but it worth it !! (An interesting lion-paladin link and Lance study)
☆ Warmth by Rahar_Moonfire The first part of a really long serie. A VLD remake
featuring Altean!Lance and Galra!Keith with an interesting world building (especially about quintessence and altean culture). I never saw fic rec with that one ? It’s so good ;H;
Trembling Lips by nonna “Five times Lance stopped himself from crying in front of his teammates, and the one time he couldn’t hold it back.” (Gen Fic)
Huddling for Warmth: The Movie by maychorian “The paladins are heading back to the Castle of Lions after another successful mission when Shiro suddenly realizes that something is wrong. Lance isn’t responding on the comms.“ (Gen Fic)
Why Does it Have to be You? - Damian Wayne x Reader
Requested by Anon -
a Damian x reader where Klarion has started causing chaos around Gotham and the only person he’s willing to listen to is the reader, because he has a crush on them.
The night was a quiet one. So quiet, in fact, Damian sent you home earlier when he caught you yawning one too many times. He knew you hadn’t been getting much rest lately.
Damian was currently crouched by a stone gargoyle, debating whether he should turn in himself. The thought about crawling into bed next to you seemed very appealing. He frowned, glancing at the clock tower behind him to find it still an unnaturally early hour. Taking out his grapple gun, Damian decided to make one more round of the city before returning home to you.
Damian was just going passed the Gotham Train Station when a explosion sent him tumbling to the ground. He rolled back to his feet before scrambling to see what happened. Much to his displeasure, he spotted a swam of magical energy surrounding the building.
Swinging down to slip into the building through one of the windows, Damian growled as he saw Klarion floating in the center of the room.
“What are you doing here, Witch Boy?” Damian demanded, dropping down to the floor. Klarion sneered at him, lifting a finger to zap a civilian unlucky enough to cross his path. The person turned into a mouse, scurrying away.
“Go away, Birdy. My kitty might eat you,” Klarion threatened, glancing around. He frowned when he realized Damian was the only vigilante in the room. “Where is (Y/N)?”
Damian sighed, sensing what this was about. “(Y/N) is not here, Witch Boy. I’m afraid you only have me tonight.” He watched silently as Klarion’s face slowly grew redder and more grotesque. Damian’s eyes widened when he felt something brush against his leg. He glanced down to find Teekl. Before he could move, Teekl turned into a giant beast. Damian fought the monstrous Teekl while Klarion threw magic blasts at him.
“No, No, No!!!” Klarion was screaming as Damian did his best to avoid the magic blasts and Teekl. Eventually, one of Teekl’s paws slammed into Damian throwing him out of the building and into the street. Damian could feel one of his ribs crack, but rolled out of the way of another magic blast from Klarion.
That YOI live script reading was a wild ride and apparently it was only like 10% of everything that went on. I love how Victor fawns over off-season squishy Yuuri! Seung-gil being a kissing drunk, Phichit live-tweeting the party, and the in-universe skating fandom freaking out about Victor going missing the next day. I love how Victor is so extra and stretches naked on the Hasetsu Castle roof so he can be better than the “Chihoko” Yuuri mentioned while they drunkenly stretched the night before. Iconic Victor quote: “I am his NOW.”
I love how supportive (crazy) Yuuri is with joining Victor so he’s not alone stretching naked. And Phichit exclaiming that they’re remarried.
Bless you Sayo and Kubo-sensei for getting together a script team and making all our dreams come true.
I’m going back to drawing for a while and hopefully catching the live-tweeting of the evening show!
Liam smiled when you hurried down stairs, your brother to occupied
with attacking Liam’s character as the werewolf’s attention was stolen from the
“(Y/N) I need you home early I have to work the nightshift.”
Your mother called as you grabbed your bag and waved at Liam with a smile.
“Ok but I’ll need you to pick me up and drop Brett off.” You
called back. Liam’s mood soured instantly. You were perfect, everything about
you was idolised by the boy, you’d calm him when he was angry and more than not
he’d jerk awake sweaty and tempted by dirty thoughts.
You didn’t see Liam again until the next day at school which
was odd, he was forever underfoot, doting on you like a lost puppy. You’d grown
accustom to his attention but payed it no mind as you headed to the lacrosse field
where everyone was heading to see the rival teams meet.
Request: Could I request a Bucky x
reader fic where the reader totally kicks his ass at a drinking game or pool
and he’s so in awe of her that he flat out admits that he has a crush on her as
she’s celebrating her victory? :)
“Nope, you guys can’t play,” Tony argued, pointing at you
and Clint, “you never miss, so that just sucks all the fun out of it for the
rest of us. Besides, this game of pool
is for cash and posterity, and you’re broke, so…point made.”
Clint snorted in disgust and waved Tony off, shaking his
head and pointing at you with the hand that held his half-empty beer bottle,
“that’s not fair. She misses all the
time, no need to punish me for it.”
“Wait. So you’re telling me, that you, the Pack Alpha, has never cuddled before?!?” Lance asked incredulously, staring at his leader. Hunk dropped his spork, Keith choked on his food goo, and Pidge gasped.
Shiro flushed a little, unusually embarrassed for such a strong and commanding Alpha. “Well, no, I was always really busy at the Garrison and while yes, I was really popular, nobody ever really wanted to get too close?”
Lance threw his hands up in exasperation. “No wonder you’re so stiff all the time!!! You haven’t experienced the joys of group cuddles!” The Omega cried, distressed. Pidge nodded, eyeing Shiro suspiciously.
“Yeah, every family spends time on group cuddles, Shiro. Matt and Dad didn’t include you on the Kerberos mission?” The young Beta asked, tilting her head to the side curiously.
Shiro shook his head. “No, we all slept in different areas of the ship. No cuddles whatsoever.” Hunk squawked in alarm at the news.
Lance slammed his hands down on the table and stood up, determination glinting in his eyes. “That’s it, I’ve heard enough. Come on guys, we’re doing a massive cuddle pile! Hunk, grab every blanket and pillow you can find and bring them to my room.” The Omega ordered, his best friend nodding and abandoning his food in order to dash off to find the requested materials.
“Wait, why your room?” Keith asked, already on his feet with Pidge clambering up the Alpha’s back.
Lance smiled sheepishly. “I uh, tend to hoard all the softest stuff. Like blankets and pillows. Also the occasional clothing item? It’s an Omega thing, my Mamá did it all the time.” He explained, pulling the pack leader from his chair and moving behind Shiro to start nudging him in the direction of the Blue Paladin’s quarters.
“Lance, you don’t have to do this, it’s fine-” Shiro sputtered, stumbling along to where the demanding Omega was pushing him. He didn’t fight back though, the idea of a group cuddle suddenly sounding increasingly appealing to his Alpha instincts.
“No way, you’re gonna get cuddles one way or another. Team bonding and all that! How can we be a pack if we don’t snuggle now and then? Besides, I kind of miss it. My family would always dedicate every Sunday night to sleeping in a cuddle pile in the living room. Yeah, snuggling with Hunk or Pidge is nice, but a cuddle pile is like coming home, you know? A pack thing.” Lance rambled, now leading Shiro by the wrist to his room, Keith carrying Pidge and jogging to keep up.
Shiro blinked as he was suddenly pulled inside Lance’s room, noticing the massive nest on Lance’s bed. Mostly blue blankets, as well as several pillows as a few shirts, mostly… black shirts? Wait, was that-
“Is that my vest?” Shiro asked, pulling out of Lance’s grip and moving to pick up the aforementioned piece of clothing. Pidge started snickering, and the Alpha turned to see a red faced Lance.
“Uh, like I said, it’s an Omega thing. It’s super comfortable… and it smells like you? A pack thing! Honest!” Lance yelped, flailing his hands around, Keith rolling his eyes at his packmate until Hunk hurried in with more blankets not a moment too soon.
Lance recovered from his embarrassment quickly and tugged everyone onto his bed, arranging the blankets and pillows for a more suitable nest, Hunk leaning against the wall, Shiro in the big Beta’s lap, Keith snuggled in between Hunk’s arm and Shiro’s shoulder, Pidge pressed up against Shiro from the other side, while Lance dimmed the lights and happily plopped himself into Shiro’s lap, snuggling up against that broad chest.
“There. What do you think? This is how my family used to do it, though we had a lot more members.” Lance asked, tilting his head up to gauge Shiro’s reaction.
The pack leader hummed thoughtfully, quietly shifting to arrange himself more comfortably, feeling his Alpha side rumble contentedly. He relaxed and tipped his head forwards to nuzzle at Lance’s hair, lightly scenting him.
“It feels… really nice.” He murmured, and Pidge beamed from her spot against his side, Hunk chuckling and Lance purring at the attention from his Alpha.
“This was a pretty good idea.” Keith yawned, already sleepy. Pidge chirped a sound of agreement, Hunk resting his head on top of Shiro’s.
Soon, mostly everyone was asleep, aside from Shiro and the lightly purring Omega in his lap. Shiro shifted slightly, cheek still resting in Lance’s hair.
“Hey, Lance?” He asked quietly, his packmate lifting his head a bit.
“Yeah? What’s up?” The sleepy teen asked, blinking big blue eyes at his Alpha. Shiro’s heart fluttered at the vulnerable expression on that pretty face, and he smiled, pulling the Omega closer in a hug.
“Thanks.” Lance purred a little louder and nuzzled at Shiro’s neck.
Why is it that whenever I see the word “cuddles” I immediately think “Omega Lance”? Anyway, hope you enjoyed! :3 @shancefluffweek
When Soulmates Don’t Matter (Bucky Barnes x reader)
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Word Count: 2156
Warnings: Nothing. Just all the fluff that was missing from the first part
A/N: So, this is the highly requested part 2 of When Soulmates Go Wrong and oh. My. Goodness. The response I got on that part was incredible! Thank you to everyone who was commenting on it, you seriously made my day! As usual, the Gif is not mine and feedback is welcome. Unusually, I’m going to break in here to tell you that this is probably the last thing I’ll write in a while (I’ll have a post coming out with and explanation for that on Tuesday), so hopefully I can go out with a bang. Love you guys! And without further ado, here is part 2!
The super soldier had read the letter over several times before it finally registered with him. When it did, however, nothing could stop the waterfall of silent tears that cascaded down his face as he curled in around himself.
Too late, too late, too late, ran constantly through his head, along with guilt at having unknowingly pushed her away.
For a long time, he stayed there on his bed, the letter lying just out of reach of his hand. Eventually, Bucky fell into a fitful sleep just before Steve came to the doorway, looking on sadly at his friend.
I’m quite amazed by how much the Blue Lion Theory is starting to spread around the Voltron fandom (and still quite amused by the Shiro vs Lance dying meme that appeared for a short while. Guys chill- I assure you that if my theory comes true, from a writer’s standpoint, it’d be more logical for it to happen in a later season once the team is all reunited for a while and all nice and bonded, so worry more about Space Dad right now.xP
Anyway, back the subject, you guys’ support, ideas, and own theories has made me ponder more about this theory of mine and what the Voltron team’s reaction to Lance’s sacrifice would be like. PREPARE YOURSELVES FOR SOME DELICIOUS ANGST!
-Let’s start with the possible next Blue Paladin shall we? It’s a shame that we don’t see much bonding between Allura and Lance in season one, but I’d imagine by this time, they’d have bonded just a little, but not as much as Allura herself would have like. Because of this, after Lance’s sacrifice, she’d probably feel a strong sense of guilt and regret that as a princess she had let the Blue Lion be destroyed and lost one of her paladins because of this error, but also as a friend, she had never made much of effort to become closer to Lance. She never even got the chance to tell Lance why the Blue Lion chose him to become her paladin.
-Her confidence as a leader will waver and is only after she tearfully tells the Blue Lion (Lance) about these insecurities and her guilt that he will reveal that he has chosen her to be the Blue Paladin and speak (well in the way the Lions are able to speak) for the first time since the sacrifice.
-Of course, as the Blue Paladin and Blue Lion, Allura and Lance will grow closer through sharing memories with one another and perhaps Allura will start to make more of effort to strengthen her friendship with the other paladins (with some helpful mental prodding from Blue Lance).
- If Lance is ever able to return to his original body, I’d imagine she’d still affectionately call him ‘her Lion’ and vice-versa ‘his pilot’. They’d have an unbreakable queen and protective bodyguard relationship mixed with playful flirting that goes absolutely nowhere.
-Whether or not Klance has happened or not, I’d imagine Keith would take Lance’s sacrifice very, very hard. All his grief and anguish would boil over into furious aggression. For the first couple days after the event, Keith would spend in the training room, tearing apart Gladiator after Gladiator, yelling in a berserk rage over that fact they he was there and couldn’t do anything to stop it from happening. He’s angry at himself, at Lance, at his team, at Zarkon and Haggar, at the whole universe for what happened. And that. He. Could. Not. Stop. It.
-Keith would only calm down after he goes down to the Hangar where the Lions are kept and starts a yell fest up at Blue Lance. At this point Blue Lance has not spoken since he does not have a paladin yet. The fact that Lance, the Lance he loves that never shuts up, is now silent is what make Keith most upset. He screams, yells, and even punches the Blue Lance’s metal leg (instantly regretting it) angrily demanding “WHY THE HELL DID YOU EVER THINK THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA!? YOU SELF-SACRIFICING IDIOT! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO THE TEAM?! EVERYONE’S A MESS! WE ALL MISS YOU! I…miss you…please….come back…” Cue a Keith breaking down to cry for the first time since it happened. Hunk and Pidge would probably find him and offer their comfort in a massive group hug, which would mark a new Garrison Trio being born.
-Of course when Blue Lance becomes active again once he has Allura as his Paladin, I’d think that Keith, Hunk, and Pidge as well as Allura and Shiro would start to have sleepovers in the Blue Lion’s cockpit as a way to try and stay close with their buddy.
-Blue Lance would still try and keep up a rivalry with Red and Keith. Allura hates it when a calm flight suddenly becomes a race against her will and she can only cling to her seat in horror as her ship starts doing loop-di-loops and flying through asteroids and shit. Keith and Red only encourage the bad behavior.
-If the suggestion that Lance will probably start losing a bit of his personality as he becomes and more like the old Blue happens then Keith, once he realizes this transformation is starting, will go all or nothing to try and get Lance back into his body even if it means getting help from a Druid. Of course, he’d try and do it in secret but Allura would find out, but instead of stopping in and telling Shiro or Coran, she demands that he take her with him to help since Lance is her Lion so as his pilot, its her duty to help him, royal titles and duties be damned. Keith is not pleased cause NO! I’M GOING TO BE THE ONE TO SAVE LANCE. WE BONDED DAMMIT! Pidge would probably find out and come with them to help and have to suffer through Allura and Keith bonding aka arguing on who’s going to help Lance more the entire time they’re kidnapping a Druid.
Aaaaannnddd that’s all for tonight. I’ll do the rest of the team tomorrow. Hope you guys were entertained! And if you have some headcanons yourself about the Blue Lion Theory feel free to let me know in a message or comment!^^
Summary: In which a bet leads Bucky to have to catch you every day for a week, no matter what.
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 3,633
A/N: I’m sorry for taking so long to update. I had family and school things to attend to but here it is! The final part of Catch Me - I hope you guys enjoy it and thank you to everyone who reblogged/liked/commented on any part of this story. I adore each and every one of you.
“We’re all needed for this mission,” Steve states from the front of the conference room. His lips are set in a straight line and there are no hints of the smile he was wearing only half an hour earlier when the two of you were eating lunch together. It goes to show that something as seemingly insignificant as a ten-minute phone call can change everything.
“What is it this time?”
“Infiltration.” Steve hesitates before adding, “Of a HYDRA base.”
Bucky who, for the first time ever, voluntarily chose to sit next to you for this meeting, clenches his fists under the table.
“Even me?” Bruce questions, stealing your attention away from HYDRA’s former golden boy. He’s fiddling with the sleeves of his sweater and you wish you could offer him some kind of comfort. You know how opposed he is to becoming the big, green monster unless it’s absolutely necessary.
“We’re only going to need your medical expertise for this one Doc.”
“Oh thank god.” Bruce sinks back in his seat and relief floods through you. At least someone is guaranteed to come out of this mission unscathed.
@booklover240 here is your other request! I hope your friend enjoys!
Request; Y/N is being beat up and harassed at a certain dark place by Reggie’s team because she revealed the score book to the school and even wrote about it in the Blue and Gold paper. Jughead, Archie, Veronica, and Cheryl comes to the rescue and they were a little too late so Y/N was so injured she had to be brought to the hospital. Everyone is crying and worried about what’s happening next.
“Betty, I told you, she’s ready for this.” Ronnie explained. “Not only do I trust her instincts, but I trust she can handle herself.”
Anonymous: can you write another william nylander imagine?
A/N: So this has been in my drafts for a while, and just recently these past couple days I’ve got so much motivation to keep writing this little story. So it will have several parts, and I hope you all enjoy :)
Word Count: 2,963
“It’s not fair,” you heard a voice say, “are we just supposed to ignore the fact the owners daughter is smoking hot?” With that you stopped dead in your tracks, leaning against the wall just before the dressing rooms, and decided to listen in on whatever conversation you were the topic of.
“She’s obviously off limits, Willy,” you could recognize Naz’s voice.
(Zimbits, slight AU, 2.8K, under a cut because it got long.)
They asked him every year. Sometimes, even more than once a year if he wanted to be on Samwell’s promotional material.
Jack said no every time because he really didn’t have any interest in having his face plastered on billboards and on every brochure and course calendar they handed out to students, both prospective and current. He’d had enough secondhand publicity from his parents’ careers and he wasn’t going to go seeking it out while he was at Samwell.
The only allowance he made was when he was photographed with the rest of the hockey team because he understood that hockey was a big selling point when it came to convincing people to attend their school. One of the team photos was enlarged and put up in the sports complex, right between the women’s volleyball team and Samwell’s dance team. It had already gotten vandalized this year by some drunk LAX bros and had to be replaced (which the university was not happy about and last Jack heard, the bros responsible were on suspension from the team).
The university couldn’t get Jack, but they got Ransom and Holster to agree to photos other than the team one. There were some of them pretending to study in the library, or looking happy and not-stressed as they socialized. These ended up on the cover of last year’s Campus Life magazine and both Holster and Ransom both joked that they were wasting their time at school when they should be modelling instead. It still didn’t stop the recruitment team from continually asking Jack who refused to change his mind.
Little did he know it was about to be changed for him.
30. “You’re probably the hottest stranger i’ve ever seen.”
32. “My clothes look good on you.”
39. “Those short’s look really good on you.”
97. “Take off your shirt.”
The first day at a new school is always nerve-wracking, no matter how many “first days” you have. Personally, I’ve had plenty. My family bounced around a lot, never staying in one place too long. There wasn’t a particular reason, really, my parents just wanted to see as much of the world as they could. I did too, until I started high school. Now I just want to settle down and finish school- in one school- and stop being “the new girl” every year.
My parents understood where I was coming from- why I wanted to finish high school in one place. So we made a deal. I would spend my freshman year in California- which is the last place we’d lived in- and then my parents would pick a place for us to settle down for a while so I could finish school. The catch? Because I got to choose where I spent my freshman year, they got to pick where we lived for the next three. Unfortunately for me, that place was Riverdale.
The town seems cute enough, but it’s so quaint compared to what I’m used to. I love the big cities, with bright lights and noisy cars. In Riverdale, the brightest light you’ll find is the neon sign outside “Pop’s Chock-Lit Diner,” whatever that is.
It was the first day of school. I was a stressed mess, desperate to get through the day. After struggling for a full five minutes to open my locker, I put my bag away and wandered around until I found the main office. I met the principal, who seems like a nice enough guy, and he volunteered to escort me to class. My first instinct was to politely turn him down, but I knew that I’d never find this classroom on my own.
He leads me down a few hallways until we reach a room- the chemistry lab- already full of people listening intently to the teacher. The principal clears his throat, causing every head in the room to turn around and face us. My eyes scan around the room, glancing over all of the faces of my new peers. My gaze settles on a particular red-haired boy, wearing a bright blue varsity jacket. When he meets my eyes, my stomach flutters, and I look away. The principal introduces me, and tells the teacher I’ll be in this class from now on. When he leaves, the teacher has me stand in front of the room to tell the class about myself. Nothing I haven’t done a thousand times before.
“My name is Y/N Y/L/N and I moved here from Cali. I’ve lived in 36 of the 50 states, and my family plans on staying here until I graduate,” I say.
“Cali?” a boy asks, sitting in between a blonde haired girl and a raven haired girl.
“California,” I reply with a smile.
“I know what it’s short for,” he says, rolling his eyes and laughing. “But how do you end up going from California to our small town of Riverdale?”
“I didn’t pick this place,” I say, and I find myself looking again at the red haired boy. “My parents did. We haven’t lived in this state yet, so… here we are.” I trail off, and an awkward silence fills the room.
“Well then, Ms. Y/L/N, why don’t you take a seat next to Mr. Andrews,” the teacher instructs me. He points the the boy I was looking at earlier, and I beg myself not to blush.
I walk over put my books on the table, sitting down next to him. Once the teacher turns back around and continues talking, he turns to me and says, “36, huh?”
I laugh. “Yep, a whopping 36.”
“Which was your favorite?” he asks me smiling.
“Hmm, that’s a hard one. I’d probably have to say either California or Louisiana.”
He laughs. “Louisiana?”
I feel myself start to blush. “They have the best food,” I tell him. “And Mardi Gras is incredible.”
“Good to know,” he replies. “My name is Archie, by the way.”
“I’ve gotta tell you, Archie,” I start. *** “You’re probably the hottest stranger I’ve ever seen.” ***
He laughs at that- a real, hearty laugh- and I find myself laughing too. “I’m hardly a stranger,” he says when he’s finished laughing. “We’ve known each other for a full seven minutes now.”
Before I can respond, a girl with long red hair sitting in front of me turns around, and says, “Y/N, is it?”
“Yes,” I tell her slowly.
“I’m Cheryl,” she introduces with an obviously fake smile. “You missed cheerleading tryouts, but I have a feeling you’d look good in a River Vixen uniform. What do you say?”
Before I can convince myself to look for a way out of this situation, I nod say, “Yeah, sure.”
“Great,” she says, turning back around.
Archie laughs. “You’re a cheerleader?”
“Definitely not,” I tell him. “But she doesn’t know that.”
That night, after a grueling cheerleading practice, I’m heading to the girl’s locker room when the football team comes in. As many of the girls stop to chat, I spot a familiar face in the sea of boys. “Archie!” I call.
When he finds me, he grins and walks over, bag slung over his shoulder. “Hey,” he smiles. “How was practice?”
“Let’s just say I’m going to be very sore tomorrow,” I say, and he laughs. “How about you? Was football practice as disgusting as I imagine it to be?”
“I don’t know,why don’t you tell me?” he says, stepping toward me in his dirty, smelly practice jersey.
“No thanks!” I squeal, taking a step back. “I prefer to admire from afar.”
He just laughs and shakes his head. “Cheryl was right,” he says, referring to the brief conversation I’d had with the red-haired girl earlier that day. *** “Those shorts look really good on you,” *** he tells me.
I feel myself blush. “Why thank you,” I say, smiling at the ground. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, a huge person crashes into me, spilling some type of red energy juice all over me. I gasp as the cold liquid soaks through my shirt.
“Oh, um, I’m really sorry,” some kid says, hardly containing his laughter.
I just sigh, looking down at my shirt and hoping that somehow the stain will come out. The next thing I know, Archie is grabbing my hand and leading me towards a bathroom, where he drags me in after him and closes the door.
“What are you-”
*** “Take off your shirt.” ***
“What?” I practically squeal.
“No, not like that,” he corrects himself, digging around in his bag. He pulls out a blue football jersey and offers it to me. “I just meant put this on instead, so you’re not covered in juice,” he says smiling.
I roll my eyes and laugh at him. I gratefully take the shirt from him, and hold it between my legs as I peel off my sticky shirt. I notice his eyes get slightly wider at the sight of me in my bra before he looks away. I have to suppress my giggles.
I slide the much-too-big shirt over my head, and smile at him. “Well?” I ask. “How do I look?” The shirt is longer than my shorts, making them practically invisible.
“Um, good, I- I mean it looks- I-” he just stops talking and I can’t help but laugh at him. *** “My clothes look good on you,” *** he finishes.
“Thanks, Andrews,” I say with a grin.
Maybe living in Riverdale won’t be so bad after all.
- since missions are dangerous allura suggests everyone write a letter to the team to be read in the case that the don’t come back
- lance’s letter is just like “what’s up losers do ya miss me of course you do haha”
- allura confronts him like “what is this??” and he’s like “you said you weren’t going to read them” so she’s like “well apparently i had to read yours bc i can’t trust you to take things seriously!!!”
- he just. kind of replies “why should it be serious it’s just for if i die not anyone important or anything” not realizing how bad it sounds until allura (and possibly the whole team of they’re in the room) just freeze.
- allura tries to apologize and say he’s important but then he asks “did you even check over anyone else’s letter or just mine bc i’m just some fool who can’t be trusted?” and she goes quiet and he runs off
- idk someone comforts him, if you’re into that sort of “not totally miserable ending” sort of thing
… I have no idea how long this was in my inbox, but I read it a while ago and accidentally thought it was just something I read in the langst tag so I’m sorry (ps I might add on to this in a second)
• Jason loves visiting Billy at his desk before class starts to just check in on him and ask him how his day has been and Billy just loves it and rambles on like he does. The teacher even has to kick Jason out because he doesn’t realize the bell has rung because he’s listening so intently.
• Billy loves Jason’s hair! Like “it’s just so curly and pretty Jason!!!” And Jason just gleams with his head in Billy’s lap while he’s on his phone letting him twirl it around and massage his scalp because it feels so good and like “Billy you stopped playing in my hair, Ima need you to stop doing your homework and finish playing with my hair.”
• When Jason gets into fights with his dad he low key goes in his room and cries and wants to throw crap. He doesn’t like talking about his personal drama with his dad to the other rangers but Billy can always tell when something is up so whenever they are over each other’s houses Billy’s just like “Jason, I know something is wrong so please don’t tell me that your fine and tell me why you’re upset.” And Jason is so dumbfounded??? He’s so???? Like how do you know??? But then he lets it all out and ends up crying on Billy’s shoulder.
• Billy feels that it’s only right to ask Jason if he can walk with him to class or sit next to him at lunch because he’s afraid that one day Jason will get tired of him and be annoyed with him because he’s unapologetically himself but little does he know Jason finds him like SUPER sexy it’s so funny. One day they’re like making out and Billy’s like “Jason is this okay???? Am I bothering you??” And Jason is just shook he’s like “Billy… we’re kissing…”
• Jason is a little possessive sometimes and has to check himself because he gets jealous easily. After Billy accidentally knocked out the bully, he quickly became a ladies man and pretty popular so when a bunch of people are crowded by Billy’s locker, Jason runs up and grabs his hand like “HEY BABE LETS GO GET LUNCH I REALLY MISSED YOU” and Billy just covers his face because he’s blushing so hard and is slightly embarrassed but low key loves it so much.
• Billy gets super upset and confused one time because he’s sees Jason talking to his ex boyfriend from the football team and Jason is smiling while talking to him and it leaves him really hurt but he doesn’t understand because he’s like “they were just talking” but it still hurts so he doesn’t talk to Jason for a while and like avoids him which leaves Jason so confused as well because he has no clue what he did wrong. When he catches Billy at his locker and is like “can you please talk to me? If I did something wrong let me fix it Billy please.” And Billy gets really emotional and overwhelmed and is like “listen Jason I really like you but if you like someone else that’s okay I understand I don’t want to be a bother I just really want to be your friend and I know Brad from your team is a really nice guy-” and Jason shuts him up with a hug, realizing what he was talking about and he’s like “Billy, he was just asking me how I was and all I could do was talk about how happy you make me.”
• Jason sometimes visits the football field and watches the players which gets him in his feelings. Whenever he comes back to where the rangers are he doesn’t talk for a minute and tries to hide how much he misses playing the game but Billy ain’t no fool. So he’ll throw himself on to Jason’s back and kiss him all over and is just like “I WUV U SO MUCH LETS GO GET YOUR FAVE ICE CREAM!” And Jason can’t help but smile with tears of joy because he doesn’t know what he did to deserve someone as kind, loving, considerate, and just damn he’s so fine like Billy.
• Billy can be really flirty when he wants to be and he loves leaving Jason flustered like when they’re at his house and no one is in sight he’ll nibble on Jason’s ear and whisper things while Jason is trying to be a good student and do his homework but dang it’s so hard. So he ends up putting his homework away and they do “other things”.
• After Billy’s death, Jason sometimes can’t sleep without hearing Billy’s voice so he’ll FaceTime him and Snapchat him like their streak on Snapchat is over 500. Billy will let it be known that it’s “3 in the morning Jason I’m fine” but then Jason just smiles because he knows he’s with him and safe and that they’re okay.
• Jason is extremely fashionable like his Instagram has thousands of followers because everyone thinks he’s so cute and stylish and his pics are on fleek. Little do they know that Billy is Jason’s personal photographer and manager. Even when they’re walking and Jason sees something super “aesthetic” he’ll be like “Billy! Check this wall out!” And Billy is like “already got you” and pulls out his phone and goes into professional photographer mode, getting on his knees or any position to take good photos of Jason for his social media. Billy isn’t a picture person himself because he has low self esteem but he gives in when Jason gives him puppy dog eyes and is like “please take this selfie with me?! Everyone deserves to know how awesome and cute my bf is!” And Billy is like “sometimes I don’t feel cute…” and Jason is about to beat someone ass like “who said you weren’t cute?? Did someone say something to you?? Was it in detention??” And Billy’s like “nooo Jason staaahhpp noooo” and then Jason realizes it’s Billy who feels this way and all he can do is hug him and tell him how perfect he is, just the way he is.
• Jason has a very hard time controlling his anger sometimes so when Billy almost gets himself hurt when they’re fighting Rita’s monsters, he freaks out and starts yelling like “Billy how could you?! You could get yourself hurt or even worse and I can’t handle losing you Billy please-” and Billy kisses and hugs him with tears in his eyes once Jason starts to cry too because they’re soft boys and they care too much for each other.
• Billy is a huge nerd for super heroes and Jason can’t help but to surprise him with super hero themed adventures and movies, especially when the local theatre starts playing older super hero movies Jason surprises him with tickets to each one and Billy freaks out and is like “I HAVE THE BEST BF IN THE WHOLE WORLD!” And Jason wears his captain America shirt and Billy wears his spider man shirt and Jason is high key a DC guy but he doesn’t really care as long as Billy’s happy… but also “Jason, how can you like DC more than Marvel????? Like???”
• Jason is a classic movie and theatre buff (just like Dacre) and Billy buys him a huge box of classic movies from the thrift store because they were each like a $1 each and Jason can’t even handle all the emotions he’s feeling he’s like “you fouND GONE WITH THE WIND????” And they spend the night eating and watching all of them until Billy falls asleep but Jason is stubborn and is like “nope, I’m not sleeping till we’re done with the first tape” but most of the classics come with two or three tapes.
• Don’t let that sweet boy fool you Billy can be possessive too and he’ll leave hickies all over Jason’s neck and chest and shoulder and Jason LOVES it but when he goes to school he has to wear his dads big sweaters and hoodies and shirts and just runs to Kimberly in the halls like “Kim I REALLY need your cover up” and this is basically how the other rangers find out and they FLIP OUT! They kinda had a deal with Zack on whether or not they’d found out in the next few days. Billy gets a little embarrassed but he knows what he’s doing. “I’m sorry Jason but it’s not my fault you’re so pale and pasty!!” And Jason scoffs like “um… excuse me? It’s not my fault that I’m the only white person here…” and the other rangers just laugh so much like he’s so white it’s funny asl.
• One day Jason and Billy are hanging out and Billy honestly asks him “will you be mad at me if some days I don’t want to be touched or kissed?” Because some days Billy just doesn’t feel comfortable and Jason smiles and holds his hand “Billy you tell me what you want and when you’re ok and I won’t mind, ever.” And Billy nods and hugs the crap out of his bf because he couldn’t have found someone more patient and loving than Jason.