thats what i get for doing them so late at night i guess

What podcasts I listen to

This is a post that most likely no one cares about since I shitpost whatever I’m into but I wanna get my thoughts about the podcasts I listen to regularly and what I feel about them. 

Welcome to Night Vale - This is the one that got me into podcasts although it scared me at first. I managed to listen to 60 episodes in almost a week so I was pretty hooked. This is about a friendly desert community where the sun is hot, the moon is beautiful and mysterious lights pass while we all pretend to sleep. It’s set in a H P Lovecraft style of world where the scariest of things are seen as the most normal of things. Things change when a beautiful stranger comes to town but you’ll fall in love instantly. Episodes come out the 1st and 15th of each month

Alice Isn’t Dead - This is done by the same company that does Night Vale and it’s a lot darker and creepier. It is about a truck driver who drives around the country trying to find her wife Alice while discovering things about the towns she goes past. A warning if you don’t deal with gore or violence very well (also spoilers) someone does get murdered in the first episode and the main character does get attacked in a later episode. This show is only done by Joseph Fink and his style is a little scary at times but it’s still good. I recommend binge listening to the first season before the second one comes out because it’s a little easier to keep up with the story that way. I prefer Night Vale over Alice but that’s just a personal opinion. Episodes will continue when the next season starts. 

Wolf 359 - This is one of my favourite podcasts I have ever listened to. Written by Gabriel Urbina, it’s about Doug Eiffel’s life on the Hephaestus Research Station as they orbit the red dwarf star Wolf 359. This a podcast you’ll want more of and you’ll want to know every single plot twist and theory. The characters are loveable and it just makes me really happy. Renee Minkowski is the station’s commander and she makes sure that her boys stay in check (mostly Eiffel). Dr. Hilbert is honestly a little creepy but you can’t hate him and HERA is my computer wife. Every storyline is great and will only keep you guessing. The website also has other cool stuff such as playlists for the characters which are on spotify and there are small little things that are fantastic. The early seasons are very lighthearted and Zach Valenti (@iamzachvalenti) voices both Doug and Hilbert and it’s just fantastic to listen to. Episodes come out every two weeks.

Limetown - Limetown is very different compared to the other podcasts. It’s a news report that follows a reporter, Lia Haddock, as she tries to find out what happened to an entire town of people that just vanished into thin air. The length of the episodes span under 10 minutes to nearly an hour. It’s interesting but Lia is kinda annoying with her methods of obtaining the information she desires but her intentions are in the right place, despite her actions getting innocent people hurt. The podcast kinda stopped in December last year so it’s real easy to listen to but you will want more which is disappointing since you want to know what happens in the next season. It takes a very realistic turn of events so who knows when the next season comes out. If you like realistic podcasts then this is the one for you 

The Bright Sessions - Another personal favourite of mine and I no joke want more right now. The only way I can describe the podcast without spoiling it is X-men go to therapy. It’s an actual pleasure to listen to and it keeps you hooked. Lauren Shippen  (@thelaurenshippen)  has created something thats actually beautiful and has created characters who are relatable in every way. Sam is a time traveller with anxiety, Caleb is a high school student who can feel others emotions, Chloe thinks she’s going insane with the voices of angels then there is a mysterious character who I shall not name. It’s defiantly worth a listen and it’s an A++ podcast. The website also has things that are unique to each person. Sam has a blog, Caleb has instagram and playlists of his own and Chloe has tumblr. This is no joke something I want to make in the future so it’s amazing to me. New episode dates will be released with the new episodes. 

King Falls AM - This is like Night Vale but less creepy and more paranormal. The main characters are Sammy “Shotgun” Stevens and Ben Arnold who host a  late night call in show. I can only imagine this like Night Vale because of the similar format but they are completely different. King Falls AM is what Night Vale would be if the town normal and unusual things aren’t normal. The characters are really loveable and I just love them so much. There are people you will love to hate and it definitely makes you feel like you are a citizen of the town which is great. It brings a sense of community to the small fandom. I want to say more but it’s very spoilery so I will say no more. It’s worth the listen to and I recommend binge listening to this one, trust me you’ll want to. New episodes come out the 1st and 15th of each month. 

EOS 10 - I’ll admit that I haven’t finished this podcast but I don’t think they’ve made new episodes since last year?????? (it was December so I wasn’t wrong). The story follows Ryan Dalias arriving on EOS 10 to check up on the doctor on the ship who has been going through his share of addiction. From what I’ve listened from this, it’s not bad but not my cup of tea. Scifi podcasts don’t work for me but I still enjoy this quite a bit. Warning if you aren’t interested in hearing people do the frick frack then there is a part of episode 3 that you’ll want to skip because it’s a little uncomfortable. The first two seasons are out and god knows when the next season will be available. 

Within the Wires - This is another one done by Night Vale presents. Within the Wires is written by Jeffrey Cranor and the story is based through a series of standard relaxation tapes where you soon realise that yours aren’t standard. The woman on the to the main character and you slowly figure out what that connection is. The tapes themselves are a little creepy but they are sort of relaxing at the same time. Season two may be different and possibly might not be relaxation tapes but that’s the exciting thing about it. I personally prefer this podcast to Alice because I can listen to this and not feel scared when I’m trying to sleep. This one just creeps me out opposed to scaring me so I stay awake. I wouldn’t listen to this before bed though. I recommend to listen to this on a really long road trip because that’s the most comfortable I felt when I heard it. New episodes will come out when the new season does. 

ars PARADOXICA - Imagine if you had accidentally created time travel and you find yourself in 1942 in the middle of the second world war. That’s what Sally Grisham does and she soon discovers that her time travel only goes back so she attempts to find a way to go back to her own time which is a little difficult with only technology from the early 40′s. I’ll be honest, I did really like this podcast when I first started it but the last 4 episodes make me question if I actually want to continue it. The latest episode makes me think that I could continue it. They do give warnings about gun violence and terrible things happening to kids which made me super uncomfortable but the warning was nice. New episodes come out the 1st of each month

The Orbiting Human Circus (of the Air) - Yet another Night Vale presents project but it’s not written by Joseph or Jeffrey. The story follows the janitor Juilen as he tries to get into the show without getting caught. The podcast is set on top of the Eiffel tower and the most magical things happen such as a bird who can recreate a whole orchestra perfectly and a machine that can make the thoughts of a cricket come to life. There are only four episodes so far but it’s pretty good so far. The janitor is my favourite and he just shares stories about his life that only make me want to get to know him better which is nice. The french accents also make me really happy. New episodes come out every other Wednesday and I high recommend it. 

Podcasts I haven’t started but are on my list



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I wanted to make this in case anyone was interested with what I was listening to and I would like recommendations with podcasts because I’m always looking for new podcasts to listen to

anonymous asked:

What's your favorite recipe?

not combat rations, thats for sure. ive had enough of those for a lifetime. 

but my latest food hit has been pretzel bites. pretzels are an awesome food but rarely available fresh when i want to eat them, which is usually when i’ve woken up in the middle of the night. they’re relatively labor-intensive to make, which is good once the insomnia sets in. keeps me busy. plus, pretzels are sweet on the inside, salty on the outside, just like me. except im also salty on the inside. dont listen to steve.

when i make pretzels, it’s by the metric ton, so the recipe i have makes approximately a million of them.probably you will not want this many, because you don’t have thor or steve to help you eat them. or clint. probably you could just shove some into a vaccum cleaner instead, thatd be about the same. so divide the recipe in half or quarters for normal human consumption. take 11 cups of flour, 1 cup of brown sugar, ½ cup of oil and mix. 4 cups of warm water gets 11 teaspoons of yeast and sits for a bit, then goes in the flour mix. then mix it and let it rise for about an hour. the dough should be sticky to the touch and absolutely awful to get out of your metal fingers. while you wait, wander your living area for some poor sucker to rope into helping you, because stage 2 is easier with help. or you can sit down and wonder why you talk yourself into doing things like this. consider your choices. it’s already too late to go back to sleep; youve got dough rising.

get a deep fry pan or sauce pan and fill with about two inches of water. bring it to a rolling boil on the stove and add in three or so tablespoons of baking soda. you really can’t do too much of that, as long as the water’s not getting super cloudy. preheat the oven to 400 degrees. wake steve up and tell him he has to help. 

get a couple egg yolks in a bowl with a basting brush, and find some kosher salt or sea salt. grease up a few pans. 

flour a surface and roll the dough out until it’s between ½ and ¼ in thick. get your poor unsuspecting minion to cut out bite sized bits. i use an inch and a half circle cookie cutter, but you can use whatever you want, really. tony used a laser cutter last time i let him help, which was…not ideal.

drop the cut outs into the boiling soda water, and let them sit for a few seconds, then fish them out. you can use your robot hand for that, but again, you’ll be getting dough out of it for days. i let them drip dry on a cookie drying sheet, but you could also drop them on a clean dishtowel i guess. you just dont want them to be wet when you put them on the cookie sheet. 

they’re not gonna expand a ton, so just stuff em up close to each other on the sheet. paint the tops with egg yolks and sprinkle with salt. pop em in the oven for 10-15 min or until golden brown. 

repeat the boiling-and-baking until you want to die, then keep going until you run out of dough. while the last batch is baking, take a half a stick of butter, a quarter cup of flour and make a roux in a saucepan. add two cups of milk and two cups of cheddar cheese, some salt and pepper to taste, and a quarter cup of mustard, give or take. im showing you how much to use with my hands but you cant see it. sorry, i dont really measure stuff most of the time. heat and stir till it’s melty and amazing, and dip pretzels on in there. 

by the time you have completed this process and eaten as many pretzel bites as you want–and there will be enough. it’s a dang big recipe–you will want to enter a food coma and sleep forever. or for 70 years or so.

there. insomnia fixed.

anonymous asked:


thaNK YOU !!!
notes: some of these are a little more Hot than usual so read the warnings !!! also these all mention drinking in some capacity 


  • you’re at a party and you’re bored out of your mind so you go toward the bathroom to take a break from the shitty music
  • and you see this guy???? dressed in all black laying in the bathtub reading a book
  • and you’re like “um-” and he looks up and he’s like “ill close the curtain if you need to p-”
  • and you’re like “im fine, but uh - is that comfortable?”
  • and he grins and is like “not really, but my friends need someone to be the designated driver when this is over and every other surface in the house is covered in people,,,,,,,doing things,,,,,so i just take cover here.”
  • and you’re like oh wow,,,,,and you see that he’s reading a book on like the human psyche and Renaissance art something really wild like that
  • and you’re like “read me a passage from that.” and his eyes go wide and he’s like ????? are you interested in art and psychology? and you’re like um,,,,,,,,,,,i just rather listen to writing than whatever crap they’re playing out there
  • he laughs at that and he’s like “sure let me read you this cool line about sculpture-”
  • and you sit on the edge of the tub listening to this strangers deep, handsome voice read out to you
  • and when he’s done with the passage he asks you what you think about it and you’re like “hmm,,,” and you guys spend a good two hours like that
  • you even move off the ledge of the tub into the tub and your sitting with your legs over the long legs of the guy and talking about what the meaning of life really means
  • and only when you hear someone yell out “namjooN,,,,,yOONGI is TRYING to DRIVE but he’s DRUNK”
  • does the guy say he have to get up and when he does you realize holy heck he’s TALL
  • and now you’re both standing in the tub and you hear it again, the person outside yelling for namjoon
  • and namjoon is like “this ,,,,,,was fun”
  • and you can see his ears going a bit red as he scratches at his neck and he’s like “here-”
  • he hands you the book and he’s like “it’s a thanks for hanging out with me.” and you’re like “oh,,,,,i only have this to give you-”
  • and you lean up, pressing your lips to his cheek
  • and namjoon’s blushing ears turn to his blushing whole face
  • but he tilts his head a bit and kisses you on the lips and you guys are about to make out in this tub
  • but the door flies open and taehyung is holding yoongi whose got the keys to the car swinging around his finger and taehyung is like hYUNG kiss them later pleASE HELP me


  • it’s 3 am and the train is empty except for you and this other dude and you’re both obviously,,,,,,,coming from the club because he’s got his beanie pulled over his eyes and you’re trying to get your bag closed but the zipper is blurry in your eyes
  • but then the train stops in the middle of the train and you groan because what kind of jam could happen at 3 in the damn morning
  • and the guy pulls up his beanie to reveal a handsome, but equally pissed off about the train face
  • and after 20 minutes of the train not moving you’re like,,,,outloud,,,, “what the HELL are we gonna be down here all night”
  • and the guy just scoffs and is like “i know right”
  • and you’re just like “this,,,,,,,,,,,subway is so dumb,,,,,,” and he’s like “super dumb,,,,,like whose operating this thing? a ghost? who can’t drive?”
  • and you let out a loud laugh and you’re like thaTS whaT IM SAYING
  • and he’s like “i could probably,,,,,,drive this train better”
  • and you’re like “you should go try” and he’s like “I WOUL,,,,d if i wasn’t,,,,,,,,,,,,tipsy,,,,,,”
  • and you’re like same same same
  • and then it’s silent until you’re like “what should we do while we wait”
  • and the guys like “idk,,,,,,what do you usually do to pass the time.”
  • and you think about it and you’re like “um,,,,,,,,i dance,,,,,,,,,,,,,,or kiss someone,,,,,,,,sometimes at the same time,,,,,,,,,i did that today,,,,,,,like a couple hours ago”
  • and the guy raises an eyebrow and he’s like “you sound like my friend taehyung” and you’re like “is taehyung cool” and the guy shrugs but he’s like “you can dance here,,,,,,,,,,,,,if you want”
  • and you decide, just for the giggles, that you will so you put your phone on the loudest volume and put on some song and start to dance the best you can with your depleated energy and blurry vision
  • and the guy kind of watches with a half-grin
  • until you move over and try to get him up and he’s like groaning that he doesn’t want to and you’re like c’mon there’s nothing else to do plus no one sees us
  • and at first he’s completely unmovable
  • until finally you get him up and he kind of tetters forward onto you and you’re like “oooooo i got you don’t worry”
  • and your faces are much closer now and you realize he really is,,,handsome and you’re like whats your name and he’s like ‘yoongi’ and you’re like,,,,,,,that’s such a handsome name just like your face
  • and he’s like you’re right
  • and you’re both standing there and he’s like “you said that you dance,,,,but also that you kiss people?” and you’re like um,,,yes and he’s like “well i don’t dance so-”
  • and you get what he’s implying and you’re like oh ill gladly kiss you but as soon as you lean up the train jerks
  • and you and yoongi tumble back toward the seats and he’s like woAH and you’re like laughing but it’s cute you guys,,,,,get comfortable sitting next to each other and yoongi is kinda too awkward to ask you to kiss him again 
  • but you do kiss him, right before you get off at your stop 

Jin +Hoseok [slight nsfw]

  • they’re office buddies with completely different personalities but damn do they love to drink together 
  • especially when the boss is gone for the day and they have to stay overtime hoseok just pulls a bottle of whatever out of his bag and is like hyuNG let’s crunch numbers while doing back shots
  • and it has ended up in both of them passing out at their desks with hoseok’s tie wrapped around his head and seokjin’s collared shirt half un-buttoned
  • and you’re the person who shares the cubicle between their’s and,,,,,you basically take care of them before anything gets out of hand
  • and hoseok is always teasing you and messing up your hair and calling you cute while soekjin is always lecturing you on manners and asking you to taste test what he’s brought from home
  • and it’s ,,,,,, tiring but at least they’re not creepy and if anyone is creepy toward you they’re both like “square up. right now. we’re basically their bodyguards stay back.” jin even once got a stapler and was like @ the creep “im not afraid to use this in ways you thought unimaginable”
  • one night when it’s the three of you hoseok is like “i just had three shots and an amazing idea: truth or dare”
  • and jin is like “you know,,,usually i’d tell you that’s for highschoolers but i hate everything right now so let’s do it.”
  • and of course you can’t play truth or dare with two people so guess who gets roped in: it’s you
  • and you’re like fine whatever and hoseok is like truth or dARE and you’re like “Dare” because you aren’t about to spill any secrets about yourself
  • and hoseok is like “,,,,if i was,,,,,,,not thinking about another shot i would say do something silly but i dare you to kiss the one you think is more hotter: me or seokjin”
  • and if you choose hoseok you like roll your eyes but says “sorry seokjin” and lean over to kiss hoseok
  • who is SURPRISED and seokjin is so offended he excuses himself to go look in the mirror for a while and you’re sitting there like “ok truth or d-”
  • but hoseok is like “do that again” and you’re like what and he’s like “please, do that again.”
  • and you’re like,,,,,ok and you crawl over to him and bring your lips to his and he suddenly has his arms around your waist and pulling you toward and ontop of him
  • and he falls back against the carpeted floor of the office and you’re just like ,,,,,not just kissing now like you can feel hoseok’s tongue and his hand is slipping from your waist downward
  • and you’re like “wait - seokjin might come ba-” and hoseok is like “he won’t. he’s gonna have a date with the bathroom mirror so do you want to stay on the floor or should i get you on my desk-”
  • if you choose seokjin you get kind of embarrassed because you’re like “i,,i can’t kiss seokjin,,,,,” and seokjin sticks his tongue out at hoseok because hA they thin im more handsome and hoseok makes a face but is like “kiss him, i dared you.” and seokjin grins at you and is like “i don’t mind!”
  • and you’re looking at him,,,,,with his button down and his neat tie and his slicked back hair and you’re like “,,,,,i,,,,,,,,,,”
  • and hoseok is like “FINE ill leave and give you two some privacy” and you’re like “hos-” but it’s too late he’s gone and seokjin is looking at you suddenly with a Much Different Expression
  • and he carefully undoes his tie and is like “it was too tight, now come here” and you’re like uh ,,, um,,,,,,,wha,,,,,,,,
  • but seokjin is taking your wrist and you’re like oh- and when his lips press softly against yours,,,,it’s like heaven and you might as well just leave this planet right in this moment
  • but then you’re also like,,,,,you let your hands come up and undo his button down and seokjin is like smirking and he’s like “you really want to go that far already?”
  • and you stammer a bit but seokjin is full on smirking now and he’s like “c’mon, get up and let’s go.” and you pass by hoseok whose coming back from the bathroom and seokjin is like “we’re gonna be using the breakroom for a while, it’s going to get loud so just go home hoseok ok?”
  • and hoseok is like hYUNG WHAT GET IT 


  • gets easily emotional over small things,,,,,but it’s what makes him charming 
  • and he’s having like an extra hard week because work is slowly stressing him to insanity and ,,,,,, he just needs an hour to himself so he decides to go get his favorite snack at the mall
  • but the minute he turns around with his ddeokbokki in hand some asshole goes rushing past him and it falls from his arms and splatters all over the floor
  • and he tries to get down to clean it up,,,,,,,but he just stares at it,,,,,,the mess of sauce and the cakes and he’s just,,,,,, he turns back to look at you, who works the stall and ,,,,,, oh my god he’s crying
  • and you rush out and take off your apron and try to clean up the mess while also asking jimin what’s wrong (you know him because he’s a local at your stall) and he’s just quivering and you’re like ok ok ok come with me
  • and you lead him inside and put up a “on break” sign and you’re like “jimin what’s going on??”
  • and he’s just,,,sobbing now and you’re like omg and you don’t know what to do so you just open your arms to offer a hug
  • but you don’t expect jimin to throw his whole body toward you and you’re like o  H 
  • and he’s like “eVERYTHING is going WR O N G,,,,,,,,” and you’re like im sorry,,,,,do you wanna talk about it????
  • and he does. he really does. he talks for a longtime but you don’t mind because jimin is always so sweet and you don’t want someone so nice to keep all of this bottled up
  • and when he’s done, after all the tissues you used to wipe his tears to the point where you ran out and had to use your own sleeve, he hiccups and is like im sorry,,,,,,for telling you all that
  • but you’re like no omg it’s fine. all of us go through big messes in our life
  • and jimin sniffles, looking up at you and you’re like “hey let me make you some more ddeokbokki. just sit here for minute”
  • and when you return you give jimin the snack and he eats some 
  • and he’s like “i love it so much.”
  • and you’re like “thank you!!!!”
  • and then you hear him go: “i love you too” and you’re like pause. what
  • and jimin’s eyes widen and he’s like oh no,,,,,why did i say,,,,,,,,that,,,,,,,,,,,,,now is not the time to confess to them  ehrgljbgfsawdg
  • but you just grin and reach out to thumb away some sauce from his lip and you’re like
  • “let’s start with like jimin? i like you too.” 

Taehyung [slight nsfw / implied taehyung + jimin + you] 

  • wants to makeout with everyone, at the same time preferably 
  • comes to the party wearing lipstick and glitter highlighter and a jean jacket that has half the back missing and he’s not interested in what gender or what color or what kind of physical body you have ,,,,,,if you make him laugh,,,,,,,,,,,,,like he’s gonna want to kiss you (with your permission of course) (and the permission of whoever else you 2 want to include in this group kiss)
  • very handsy and affectionate and tells everyone about how he once backpacked through europe and met the descendant of a prince of some province and then,,,,,,like,,,,,,,,,,made out with him,,,,,,,,,and how he met a girl who breeds snakes and how he well,,,,,,,made out with her,,,,,,,,,
  • “i got this tattoo on my ankle at a frat party at a college i didn’t even go to because the college was in germany” 
  • you meet him as you’re getting a drink and you accidentally turn around too fast and it spills on him and you’re like shit im so sorry but taehyung just laughs it off and takes his shirt off and you’re like oh 
  • and he’s like “there problem fixed” and he’s,,,,,,really lean and his pretty tan skin has some tattoos and some bruises,,,,what you presume are actually love bruises and bite-marks more than anything
  • and taehyung sees you looking and he laughs and is like “like what you see?” and you’re like uM,,,,,,and he’s like “who are you here with?”
  • and you point over to your best friend jimin who invited you along and taehyung is like “care to introduce me?”
  • and that’s how you end up sitting between jimin and taehyung and taehyung is so hilarious and jimin is usually shyer,,,,,but with taehyung’s open personality all three of you are laughing 
  • and wow taehyung smudges his highlighter and the liner around his eyes and his whole cheek is full of glitter and it’s really cute and you’re like “can i kiss the glitter off your skin?” and he’s like hehe sure
  • and you do and then you kiss him and there is lipstick on you now and you turn around and jimin is like “,,,,,,,,you have some- come here” and kisses you
  • and it’s great ,,,,,,,,,, two cute boys 
  • and you three ditch the party and jimin is like “i live down the block!!” and you know fun stuff happens however you would like to Assume it Happens
  • but in the morning you and taehyung say goodbye to jimin and as you’re walking out of the apartment,,,,messy hair and instead of your jacket you have taehyung’s thrown over your shoulders
  • you’re like “well -” and taehyung is like “wanna go get some breakfast with me? we can count it as our first date ;)” and you’re kind of taken back because oh,,,,,date,,,,,
  • and taehyung laughs at your surprise and he’s like “i know i don’t seem like the type to do dates, but i do. especially when i like a person as much as i have started liking you.” 


  • you’ve known jungkook since you were kids but you never expected to find him sleeping on your balcony,,,,,,especially when you didn’t let him into your apartment
  • but that is Exactly how you find him and you’re like,,,,,what the hell i live on 4th floor how did he get up here
  • but when you bend down to wake him up you see that he’s got a swollen lip and some marks on the side of his face and you’re like WHAT DID THIS BOY DO
  • and you gently shake him, instead of yelling at him as you first planned to and you’re like “jungkook - hey - bro - bruh - dude - wake up”
  • and he lets out like a tiny moan of pain as he tries to roll over and his face touches the floor and when you finally get him to sit up he’s like “where am i?”
  • and you’re like “on my balcony”
  • and he’s like what the hell did you carry me up here??? and you’re like you know that’s impossible you fool you probably climbed the tree over there and then jumped or something you like doing that you’re like a spidermonkey
  • and jungkook laughs at that but winces in pain and you’re like “come inside let me look at your beat up face”
  • and he’s sitting at your kitchen table with dried blood on his face and hands and clothes that you’re pretty sure you saw him in yesterday
  • and you’re like getting what you can out of your medicine cabinet and you’re like “care to explain?”
  • and he’s like “some,,,,,,dude was trying to rob this old lady and the hyungs told me not to chase him but i did,,,,,,,,,and then his friends were waiting around the corner from your building,,,,”
  • you kind of sqaut down infront of him and bring the antiseptic up to his cuts and he’s like taking in a breath and you’re like “sorry, sorry”
  • and he’s like “they got a hold of me for a bit but then i ran away and i probably just thought this would be a good place to hide out,,,,”
  • you put a bandage over the cuts and try to apply something to the swollen lip of his 
  • and you look at him,,,,,,the boy you usually see with the pure big eyes and sweet childish face,,,,,now looking rugged and you don’t want to admit it but he looks,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,kind of hot
  • and you’re like “jungkook you’re not a superhero you can’t just go off and get beat because someone robbed someone” and he shrugs it off like he does with everything
  • and when you go over again to give him an icepack you found jungkook kind of falters and his eyes drop and you’re like “what’s wrong?”
  • and he just murmurs under his breath that you’re just ,,,,, really close 
  • and you hadn’t noticed it but you had been leaning yourself against his thighs,,,,,basically inbetween his legs
  • and you can see the blush rise up in jungkook’s face,,,,,,,and you’re like ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,oh my god,,,,,,,,,,
  • but after all he is an adult and you’re like dkgbvjsldld but also ,,,,,, it’s kind of,,,,,,,flattering
  • and you like can’t kiss his face but you decide to tease and you’re like “i know what will heal all of this up a healing kiss -” and you like take his palm and kiss it and jungkook really is blushing now. you can see the steam coming out of his damn ears
  • and you’re like “but also just knock on my door next time,,,,,,,don’t sleep out on the balcony jungkook WHO DOES THAT” 
Just once // SHAWN MENDES

“God, just once could you be here for me? Once. Thats all I’m asking,” I cry, my hands flying into the air. 

“I’ve always been there for you,” He says, one hand running through his messy curls.

“May I remind you last month, dinner, Michelles- 7pm? Ring any bells?” I scowl.

“I was at the studio, you know how I get after a long day writing,” Shawn turns away like he’s going to walk off.

“I texted you 3 hours before!” the anger in me uncurled, blinding me to any other emotions. “Then the meeting with my parents! We barely see them and they wanted to meet up with us and where were you?” 

He shoots me a regretful glance. “Getting drinks with the boys,” Shawn murmurs.

“Damn right you were,” I cry again, my arm flying out, knocking the wall, pain shooting up my wrist. “Shoot,” I whisper, rubbing the area to try and soothe it. 

“Baby, are you o-” He begins to ask stepping towards me. 

“Stop,” the word hangs in the air, silence engulfing us. I sigh. “Every award show, as many concerts as I can, I’m always there- cheering you on,” I look up at him. The sight of him made my stomach clench in a way that made me want to throw up. Pain from his mistake, was clear in his eyes.

“I know you are, I love that you are there for me,” He tries to say but I cut him off again.

“Then can you understand how much it meant to me, for you to be at university as I graduated? I looked for you!” my eyes began to water and I knew that soon I would become a fountain of tears. 

“When I was waiting for my diploma and I couldn’t find you I just thought ‘Maybe Shawn’s just the late, the parking was pretty bad!’” Here came the tears. “Then it got later and it was time for my year to line up and I still couldn’t see you anywhere so I just blamed it on ticket issues, or you couldn’t find which hall we were in,” I finish in a sob, my arms wrapping around my waist trying to provide a sense of comfort from the isolation I was feeling. I meet Shawn’s eyes again and it does nothing to cease my crying. 

“That wasn’t the worst part- the worst was walking across the stage and having to stare out into an audience, filled with strangers, and not being able to identify a single person who came to see you,”

I turn away, pressing my back against the wall, sliding down till I’m seated. 

“Y/N” Shawn whispers, not knowing how to approach the situation. The distance hadn’t done anything good for our relationship. It made it worse. Provided a void I didn’t know how to fix.

“After the ceremony I walked out,” I hiccup, my voice raspy after my crying episode. “Everyone was taking pictures with their family or friends or at least someone. I waited again. Hoping that maybe you were just seriously late and you would at least show up to take a photo with me in my robes before I had to return them,” I stare across the room. 

“I waited for at least an hour. You didn’t show. I returned the robes. Got in my car. Drove back home.” I shrug my shoulders as if it wasn’t that big of a deal. My teary, red eyes lock with his watery ones.

“You were here of course, watching TV, Should have guessed,” I say sarcastically, pulling myself from the ground and trying to appear stronger then what I felt inside. 

“Baby I swear I completely forgot- I never meant to miss you graduate,” He pleads reaching out to grab one of my hands. I tug my hand out his grasp.

“But you did, you always do it. Whether its because of work, distracting you, making you forget or some other reason you always seem to forget me and that’s- that’s okay because I’ve realized I’ll always come second best to you and I always will,” I chuck my diploma on the kitchen bench, the paper making a soft slap against the cold marble.

I turn and begin to make my way upstairs, my eyes sore and dry. 

“Y/n, please, baby no, I’ll do anything to make this up, make it up to you,” Shawn calls trailing me up the stairs. I turn around to face him.

“Just,” I cry, pausing to calm the anger that reappeared. “I need space right now,” I reach the top of the stairs and go to the cupboard pulling out an overnight bag and begin to quickly chuck clothes I may need.

“What are you doing? Stop! What is that supposed to mean?” Shawn calls tugging at the roots of his hair in a stressed manor. 

“I’m leaving for a couple nights, I’ll stay at Sammy’s,” I say calmly. 

“Like hell you are,” Shawn goes to my bag and pulls things out I previously put in.

I’m leaving,” I state firmly holding his gaze. “You can’t stop me,” 

“Will you come back?” He asks and for a fraction of a second he looks scared and vunrable. A fraction. 

Maybe,” I say, finishing up with my bag, I race to the front door, lugging my bag with me as Shawn chases after me.

Once I go to open the door I look back at him as he gives me a wavering look, begging me not to leave.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll forget I was ever here in the first place,” with that remark I slam the door shut.

Originally posted by everythingshawnmendes

Bruises - Part 1

Draco x Reader

Word count: 801

Request: @candy-scott-sweety 

Hi ! Can I please ask a request where Draco had a crush on a reader who didn’t even notice. Because she has an abusive relationship with her parents. They are terrible, she don’t trust anyone and feels so lonely. One night, Draco follows her to the edge of a lake and catch her crying. Then he decides to react. I guess i just need fluff and comfort. 

ages about fifth or sixth year!

Warnings: abusive parents, sad reader.

Originally posted by imaginesandmoreforfandom

Like always, you felt sad, but today, something made it worse. You were woken up at your house in London to find that your father standing at your door. He looked rough: he had a cigarette in on hand and a bottle of alcohol in another. He shot the bud of the cigarette on your floor, stamping on it, leaving a mucky grey residue. It was only 9:00am and yet he was found with his bad habits yet again. You began to wonder if you would ever get your father back. 

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anonymous asked:

Can I have a scenario where tendo has an s/o who's friends don't really understand why she likes him and he over hears them asking her why his s/o is even dating him in the first place and she starts to list the multitude of reasons she has for liking Tendo and at the end she's like "and that's why I love him" but this is the first time she's ever admitted it out loud? Idk how it would end but I guess you could end it however you want, my only request is that u make it really fluffy? Thanks ILY!

He knew her friends didn’t like him.

He could see it in their eyes when they first met. Frowns were casted upon their faces and out of the corner of his eye he saw them mouth, ‘why him?’ At the time he just ignored it, he knew the way girls were. His older sister had always complained that guys in her class were good-for-nothing, backstabbing, sonuvabitches who, to quote her directly, “were an abomination to female kind.” Girls were supposed to despise guys at first sight, weren’t they? He was honest they would call him a ‘fuckboy’ or ‘douche bag’ or whatever else behind his back once he walked away. He was sure it was just their natural instinct to protect their friend. He was sure they would get used to him eventually. Although, he soon learned to never trust his instincts.

He should’ve known after four months of them dating, their petty little hate parade on him wasn’t just a feeble attempt to protect their friend. It was elementary school all over again when he heard, ‘monster’ slip past gloss caked lips for the first time. Half of him wanted to die, right then, right there, because the people that meant most to the person that meant most to him, loathed him. He knew he shouldn’t let them bother him, because his girlfriend would always assure them they were just being ‘girls’. Although, after the fifteenth time one of them had passed by him and coughed, ‘freakshow’ under her breath, he knew they weren’t just being girls. They were being bullies, and it seemed like such a childish thing to say. They were tormenting him to break up with her, and god knows what they say to her, but in that moment, Tendou knew somebody was out to get him.

His obsession with finding out the truth came crawling up on him one month later. The mocking never ceased to end, and with all his power did he try to suppress the pettiness they produced. She had started growing a bit more distant, he noticed. Late night conversations were cut short by nine o’clock, greetings in the hallway were becoming shorter and shorter, soon they were just small waves in his general direction before she was pulled away by a menacing hand. He didn’t want their relationship to end, not like this at least. He wished she would just stand up for herself, or something, but she never did. Unless someone did something, anything, their relationship was going to be an endless cycle of ‘dump him’ and ‘stay with me’ until all came down in shambles.

It was the Friday night before mocks week, and Tendou knew he had a million and one things he should be doing. Although, like an idiot, he found himself wandering around campus at eight o’clock at night, doing nothing in particular except letting the steady raindrops fall onto his now matted hair. The entirety of this scenario was miserable, hell, he probably looked like an Andy Biersack stan to anyone who dare caught him wandering around like this. The rain started pouring down harder, claps of thunder and lightning illuminating the sky. His shoes began to get sloshy and drops of rain began to fall into his eyes, and he began to thank whatever god he prayed to for the library just twenty feet away from him. With a slightly awkward jog he darted into the facility, the old woman behind the front desk giving him a curt nod upon his arrival, muttering something about closing in an hour, but he didn’t really care. He didn’t find himself in the library much, not since volleyball practices became more and more extensive. Although, he remembered there was a nice pod up on the second floor, a reading corner, as it was called, with bean bag chairs and fairy lights and he was sure he would destroy the place with his soaking wet being, but nothing was stopping his from going up there anyways. The old lady could kiss his ass if she told him otherwise. Although, all his plans had backfired the moment he stepped foot on the top floor, catching a glimpse of an all too familiar, acrylic nailed hand, and the chime of a giggle he loved so much. His heart was in his throat, then, as he darted behind a bookshelf barrier. Curiously, carefully, he peeked out, only to find his girlfriend, and the entirety of her friend group, huddled around in a circle. He wasn’t sure if it was sweat dripping down his forehead, or rain, but he knew he was nervous, and really had no clue why. He could abolish each and every one of them if he wanted to, in every way, shape and form they were weaker than him, but even then, he was nervous, and he had no idea how to escape his refuge from behind the bookshelf.

Twenty minutes past and he sufficed to sitting down, carefully pulling a book out from the wall up behind him and skimming through its pages. He was in no way interested, just passing the time as the girls conversation droned on, the occasional mentioning of a boys name or a giggle catching his interest, though. Although, it wasn’t until he heard his name being choked out with such malice did he put the book down, all attention gravitating towards the conversation happening behind him.
“I still don’t get why you’re with Tendou.” Came the remark, quick and fast and out of nowhere. “If you could have anyone on that team besides Tendou, who would you go for?”
There was an elongated pause, the only noise to be heard was the rapid beating of his heart.
“I’d still go for Tendou.” His girlfriend sighed. “I’d find a way to get him.”
“You wouldn’t go for Ushijima-kun?”
“What about that Semi guy? I hear his casual attire is atrocious, though.”
Comments kept spilling out everywhere, but Tendou couldn’t quite catch them all. He had to suppress a giddy giggle upon the words she had said. He knew it was pathetic of him to get so excited over such a thing, but after a month of doubt, to hear that he was still wanted was just music to his ears.
“I really don’t get what you see in him, still.” Came a sigh, and the clatter of something being set down.
“What isn’t there to get?”
“I mean, doesn’t he just seem… standoffish? You’ve seen him play, we’ve all seen him play, he’s a freak. He doesn’t get along with anyone except Ushijima-Kun, who I’m sure is just tolerating him for his reputation…”
The insults just kept pouring on, and on, and on, until Tendou could feel himself on the verge of tears. The last thing he needed on this godforsaken night was his insecurities to be dug up and laid out in front of him after three years of digging a hole and laying them down six feet under. The last thing he needed was for his girlfriend, the one person he trusted above all else, to just sit there and take it, embarrass him while they just kept talking.
“Are you done yet?” Came a sudden peep, through the ruckus of calamity. All went quiet and a throat was cleared, and Tendou physically braced himself for what was to come.
“What you said isn’t false, Satori is the weirdest guy in the school, or whatever.” She began, and Tendou could feel his heart drop from its former place in his throat. “Although, have you ever stopped to consider maybe that’s why I like him? Maybe I’m sick and tired of the status quo, tired of a photocopied generation with limited options to choose from. He’s different, and I love that, and if that makes him a freak, so be it.”
There was another elongated pause, Tendou, his girlfriend, all the girls in the circle, and even the old lady sitting at the front desk downstairs, were dead silent.
“I’m done with you guys bashing on my boyfriend like this. Every single time I see him you have to say something. Why do you always have to be so negative? Can your sad little pea brains even articulate that he makes me happy? That ‘freak show’ has been a better friend to me than all of you since the day I met him, and if you’re just going to sit around and disrespect him all the goddamn time, I’m not going to sit here and respect you.”
There were whines, protests, feeble attempts at apologising, but Tendou didn’t hear them. There were tears dripping from his eyes and he didn’t even attempt at wiping them away. There was shuffling, the dramatic zipping of a bag, and aggravated footsteps. She barked something t him again, and he wasn’t sure if the pounding he heard was his heart beat or her footsteps getting closer. Suddenly, she stormed through the set of bookshelves he cowered behind, and she didn’t even notice him. She didn’t notice him until he swung out an arm and grabbed her ankle, causing her to jerk backwards and gasp.
“Satori?” She whispered, her voice nearly broken. He stood up from him place on the floor and smiled, her worried expression something he didn’t like to see. Her face was red and fuming, eyebrows scrunched up in a concerned manner.
“You’ve been crying.” She muttered, her fingers quick to wipe his cheeks. Tendou just kept smiling, his eyes desperate to meet hers. “How long have you been here for?”
Without saying anything, he kissed her, his hands desperate in her hair and his mouth, voracious. She let a giggle slip in between them, and boldly shuffled out of the protection of the bookshelves. A chorus of gasps erupted, and Tendou couldn’t help but feel like he was in some cheesy, American high school rom-com. Confidently, he flicked the group of girls off, beginning to kiss his her in a way that was far too lewd to even be considered kissing. He didn’t care, though, because she seemed just as into it, tongue and teeth and all, tugging at his damp hair and lower lip. Suddenly, she broke the kiss, grabbed his hand, and darted towards the exit of the library, laughing the entire way.
“I love you, Satori.” She announced, once they were dancing in the open rain. “More than I can articulate out loud.”

He knew her friends didn’t like him, but all that mattered was that she did.

i’ve been around long enough to know that the good things never last and your friends are probably telling you that you’re better off without me and my friends are telling me that i could have done better anyways.
but between the words of others and those times we remind ourself to not think about each other and those times we are so occupied by everything but still feel each others names popping up in our minds every fucking time we think we are so busy that how is it fucking possible that we are thinking of each other and how we rotted out and how what we had, the love we had wasn’t enough to outlive us, but silly of me to think that love can out live us i’m 17 and your 18 what do we know about something outliving us fuck people have cars older than us and fuck people have been around double the amount of time we have, how could i have even imagined us outliving love.
no matter what anyone tells us we can’t forget those late night drives on those friday night that we made plans about our futures together, how we saw the world in bright colours with each other by our sides, we both know what we felt was real and real things don’t die out at least never completely.
Those late night drives where id be falling asleep on the passenger seat but id open my eyes to make sure you were okay, i always fucking asked if you were okay i guess me always wanting to know how you felt was my way of saying i love you so much and i guess your way of loving me was driving me home every single time and blasting the heating when i was cold even though you weren’t or changing the song when you knew i didn’t like it. 
we all show our love in different ways maybe thats why things fuck up but one thing i know for sure is that we loved, we loved so fucking much.
it was those text me when you get home and be safe and it was me always telling you to stop changing the songs on your iPod as you were driving. 
no one was there but us two; only we felt what we felt so i don’t care if people say i could do better and you shouldn’t care if people think you’re better off without me, your touch is tattooed to my skin and i never liked the idea of something permanent until i met you,  i tried burning you out with vodka and we all know i hate vodka but the burning sensation in my throat wasn’t strong enough to get you off my mind and i wasn’t drunk enough to forget you all it did was remind me of what we had and how we died so fast.
flowers die when people pick at them, and i guess we were a lot like flowers people picked at what we were and what we had until we died.
i wish i could say our love really died like you fell in love with another girl who looks a little like me but her eyes didn’t light up when she saw you and her smile wasn’t what caught your attention. 
i wish i could say you stopped loving me
but mostly i wish i could say that you would have fought for us maybe thats what makes love outlive people is that they try and try and try until there is no more love to outlive but we are so full of love i guess we can blame it on the timing was wrong and we were too young.

-i’ve been around long enough to know that love doesn’t outlive people people outlive love.

~j (reeject)

so i see that the whole headcanon for paternal dynamic between and 76 is polarizing and people mostly see it either as cute/sweet or wrong/the worst and it’s always one or the other but i always sit here like: why not both?

the way i see it, and 76 have a rough start. he’s inclined to be condescending to her because she comes off as playing around and not taking her duties as a soldier very seriously at all– hence their “war isn’t a game” / “are you sure life isn’t a game, soldier 76?” banter when she could actually be taking her duties very seriously and there’s certainly room for her to think poorly of him based on the fact that he disappeared and abandoned his duty when the world needed him. so the way i see it, they don’t get along at first. he thinks she’s a naive kid who couldn’t possibly understand what she’s doing and she resents the fact that he doesn’t respect her and treats her like a child even though she certainly doesn’t think very highly of him either.

but, that’s where this wonderful thing called development comes in. imagine them both being up late at night because they can’t sleep. 76 assumes it’s because she’s playing games (which she is) but she confesses that she had a nightmare. there were other young gamers like her who got drafted. not all of them made it. imagine 76 slowly learning that while seems to treat everything like a game, the things she gets into? real shit. imagine 76 eventually confiding in her about the difficulties of shouldering the responsibilities and hopes put upon him by so many people and, well, understands that too.

i think eventually they’d find common ground and learn to respect one another. then from there maybe it develops into a paternal sort of dynamic. i don’t see it becoming a like GO TO YOUR ROOM YOUNG LADY/daddy’s little diva kind of dynamic, but i can see them becoming protective of each other eventually and having that kind of constantly (but affectionately) giving each other shit kind of father-daughter dynamic. 

kerfundlesnachle  asked:

I'm so obsessed with the champion's deaths why but anyway a thought came into my head that what if the new champions somehow (idk how through ✨magic✨) witness like a flashback to the original champion's deaths and its very dramatic and everyone is spooked and scarred (esp Sidon like that's his sister holy mmm) can u do a scenario for it i always dail whenever i try to write out my mind fanfictions

I feel man, like why must good die yooooung!! that was a 100 years ago but still i’ll be sad about it for a 100 years more. Omg what a good idea, a wonderful bone chilling idea. I hope I do this awesome idea justice  ~skeleton

Ok I kinda went overboard with this oops


Yunobo was on his way to deliver the boss some more pain medicine when he was suddenly struck with a feeling of utter defeat. He falls onto his knees as the medicine bottle slips out of his grip and rolls across the floor. Suddenly he is not in Eldin, he is aboard rudania. There is blood. So much blood. Normally at the sight of such horror he scream, cry , anything. But he couldn’t do anything, couldn’t feel anything even as his great ancestor, Daruk, was struck before his very eyes. “I-I-I guess I’m a lou-lousy shield eh li-little guy”. The wave of nothingness was gone yunobo sobbed and sobbed at each wave of pain. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted the pain medicine. Without thinking he picked up the bottle and swallowed the medicine. After a beat he realized where he was and what had happened. Looking down at the bottle he stood up and backtracked the way he had come. “you were a wonderful shield” he said to no one on his slow trek back.


Riju sighed as she stared out into the night sky. Another restless night. Even though the threat of an out of control Naboris was a thing of the past nights like these, when the nightly winds held a bit more moisture than they should, still spooked her. Then suddenly a loud clap of thunder startled her out of her reverie and suddenly she was whisked into the midst of a terrifying electrical storm. Aboard Naboris. She whips as another clap resounds behind her. Urbosa. The Urbosa is right in front her fighting a horrifying creature that was using her own element against her. Urbosa face down on the ground. The creature prepares its weapon. Riju is screaming “MOVE MOVE” but its too late. She blinks and Urbosa is impaled. Urbosa sneers “bas-tard” before all the color drains from her and she collapses completely. When Riju finally becomes aware of her surroundings she’s being held by one of her guards. The other informs her she was screaming and thrashing. They look concerned. She stops them before either one can ask her about it, “I don’t want to talk about it”.


Sidon woke up crying. He was overcome with a wave of despair and utter pain. Seeking solace. He got out of bed and left his room and rushed to the domain center. He didn’t stop until he reached the statue. Her statue. It glowed and glittered in the moonlight and his racing heart started to slow. It was quiet save for the soothing sounds of water around him. Suddenly he noticed water coming from the statue, was it- was she- was Mipha crying? The sounds of water turned loud and unpleasant. Mipha was in front of him as clear as day. She was alive! She was- she was- in front of one calamity Ganon’s demons. Sidon ran to her as fast as could but she and it seemed to get farther and farther away. She closed her eyes. SISTER NO- She began to speak softly- SISTER PLEASE- “Link”- SISTER WAIT IM ALMOST- “I’m afraid I won’t be able to heal you anymore”-MIPHA- “or my little brother”-IM RIGHT HERE MIPHA PLEASE- “I’m sorry”. And like that she was gone, the moment was gone. Sidon was kneeling at the statue, tears streaming from his eyes. “No mipha, I’m sorry I couldn’t heal YOU”.


He doesn’t admire the divine beast Medoh’s former champion as much as the other current champions admire theirs. He thinks Revali was too proud, too arrogant. And then the dream. More like the nightmare. Revali’s a bloody mess, his flight choppy and ungraceful. He looks as though he falling apart at the seams. Teba can almost feel Revali’s torturous pain. Each breath is filled with agony. But Revali’s expression is that of concentration, his beak forming a grim line. He’s smacked onto Medoh’s back truly spent, teba is screaming at him to stay down, nut he gets back up. He gets back up, he gets back up, until finally he doesn’t. His final words breathy and haunting. “I’m sorry everyone, I’m sorry”. Teba bolts up from his bed and breaks into a cold sweat waking Saki next to him. She’s asking him if he’s alright, Teba can’t seem to hear her. He whispers into the night. “He truly was a noble warrior”.  

Glory Days sentence starters
  • "Heard he in love with some other chick."
  • "That hurt me, I'll admit."
  • "Forget that boy, I'm over it."
  • "I hope she gettin' better sex. Hope she ain't fakin' it like I did."
  • "Took four long years to call it quits."
  • "Guess I should say thank you."
  • "Ain't sure I loved you anyway."
  • "You're really quite the man."
  • "You made my heart break and that made me who I am."
  • "I swear you'll never bring me down."
  • "I deleted all your pics then blocked your number from my phone."
  • "You ain't getting this love no more."
  • "I feel like for the first time I am not faking."
  • "Don't you keep it all to yourself."
  • "Just a touch of your love is enough to knock me off of my feet all week."
  • "Why you making me wait so long?"
  • "I promise to keep this a secret, I'll never tell."
  • "I know that this could be something real."
  • "All damn night I was here waiting."
  • "I know you were with her, I know that you kissed her."
  • "I was so mad, had my break-up speech ready."
  • "You're dirty, disgusting, but I can't get enough of your loving."
  • "Boy, I hate you, really hate you."
  • "My mama said I shouldn't date you."
  • "You're cheatin', you're lyin', I know that you're hiding."
  • "Why am I such a fool when it comes to you?"
  • "All my friends say I'm a sucker."
  • "I wish you were dead 'til you take me to bed."
  • "You lead on my love."
  • "Oh, them brown eyes and that body..."
  • "I'll get my revenge, take my key to your Benz."
  • "Then you smile, that's my killer."
  • "We broke up, we're better off as friends."
  • "We broke up... Now I accidentally need you, I don't know what to do."
  • "I messed around and got caught up with you."
  • "I don't know how long I can wait."
  • "This could be my greatest mistake."
  • "We had a good run."
  • "We messed around and had some good fun."
  • "Guess it turns out I lost a good one."
  • "I accidentally know that you're in love with me, too."
  • "So can we try again?"
  • "We're official, more than friends."
  • "Is that what you call flirtin'?"
  • "When you wanna start growin' up, we can maybe fall in love."
  • "I need a man who can act like a man."
  • "Everybody warned me."
  • "But you're kinda hot, so I thought, why not?"
  • "I need a man."
  • "I'm tasty, delicious, I'm rough around the edges."
  • "My mind is obsessive, my flex is aggressive."
  • "Glad I didn't listen to my teachers."
  • "I don't mind offending, I ain't 'bout pretending."
  • "Them haters be hating, my fashion be trending."
  • "Get down and dirty."
  • "I don't ask the mirror, I know I'm the fairest."
  • "They wanna know who I'm sneakin' into my place, they don't need to know, no one's business how I play."
  • "Baby, you're the man, but I got the power."
  • "You make rain, but I'll make it shower."
  • "You should know, I'm the one who's in control."
  • "I got the power."
  • "Got you thinking that I'm all innocent, but wait 'till I get you home."
  • "If I ain't got nothin', least I got you."
  • "Come and kiss me like the first time."
  • "Let's pack up and run away, just me and you."
  • "There ain't no heartache you can't undo."
  • "You're the one that I need."
  • "Take my hand baby, please."
  • "I'm alive, if living's just a beating heart."
  • "We won't admit we've taken it too far."
  • "I know it's love cause I will always be the first to start making up excuses when it hurts."
  • "I'm alone again and all I want is to feel again."
  • "There's nobody like you."
  • "I'm screaming "I don't want you" but you know that I do."
  • "I only like myself when I'm with you."
  • "I'm alone again."
  • "All you left me with was scars."
  • "I keep trying to put this behind me."
  • "I still wanna know who's taking you home."
  • "For tonight, I'm going to get my mind off it."
  • "No more sad songs."
  • "Don't care where I go, just can't be alone."
  • "They'll never know me like you used to know me."
  • "I will only hurt myself, tryna hurt you."
  • "You got my adrenaline pumping when you stand so close."
  • "You had me at hello."
  • "You're the only one that's taking me home."
  • "If you want to touch it then baby you should."
  • "You got my permission to do what you like."
  • "No matter what the deal, babe, you know that I'll be there."
  • "We've come so far, baby."
  • "Nothing else matters like us."
  • "I don't wanna fight, not tonight."
  • "I don't really care about nothing else."
  • "I told you don't let me down, I know you never did."
  • "Look at us now, still you and me."
  • "I don't want nobody else."
  • "I got you all to myself."
  • "I give it all to you, so baby don't let me down."
  • "We got it all, babe, right where we want it to be."
  • "My leather jacket smells like your aftershave."
  • "All I wanna do is get your hands up on my booty."
  • "The thought of you is driving me wild."
  • "I love, love, love making love to you."
  • "You don't get these kisses for free."
  • "Don't make it worse lying to me."
  • "You'll be sleeping in the bed alone."
  • "Little boy, you better run along."
  • "I ain't playing games no more.
  • "Get your story straight."
  • "I won't forgive you for your mistakes."
  • "Don't try to turn this 'round boy, it's too late."
  • "Go 'head, boy, live your dream, don't come crawling back to me."
  • "I've got two sides of me, boy; the one you want your mother to meet and the one that's a freak."
Issues- Part Six


Negan x you

When the saviours turn up early Negan comes face to face with one of the secrets Rick has been keeping from him. His eldest daughter.


Upcoming chapters will contain a lot of smut, suggestive rape, suggestive drug usage and of course bad language from the start.  

Word count- 2,529

Previous parts- HERE


Part six

“What are you doing here?” I asked sitting up, pulling the sheet up to my armpits. Aware I was in a white t-shirt with no bra underneath. Not like he can see through in the darkness. Loser.

I could just make out his face as the moonlight shone through the window.

“I fucking missed you” He meant it. It wasn’t like when he’d said it jokingly when I’d met him the first time, about missing Rick. There was no sarcasm.

Had he been coming in here every night? The dreams I’d had of him touching me. Had that been real?

Almost asking him I stopped myself. Maybe it was best to keep that a secret. That I knew. No one could take it away from me then.

He looked tired. I’d never seen him looked this this, drained. Wherever he’d been, whatever he’d been doing he was shattered.

I wanted to ask him.

Find out but something stopped me.

“Are you ok?” He asked removing his leather jacket and throwing it in the direction of the arm chairs. Missing as the thud of it hitting the floor told us. Huffing he mumbled a ‘fuck it’

Nodding my head “Yeah” I mumbled “Whats wrong?” I could feel worry coming off of him.

‘“Just dealing with shit” he sighed. Frustration clear in his voice. “Nothing un-fucking-usual these days”

“Okay?” I twirled a piece of loose thread on the sheet between two fingers “Have you been avoiding me?”

“Fuck no” he rubbed the back of his neck with one hand “I’ve just been busy” he was frustrated “I fucking wanted to but it was always so damn late” So you snuck in and spied on me when I was sleeping anyway? My heart felt full with that information.

I scooted over and patted the bed for him to sit next to me.

“Talk to me about it” smiling I added “I was once told by this tyrant that I was quiet, and you know quiet people make great listeners”

“Tyrant?” He laughed looking at me for a moment, deciding on if he was going talk to me I guess. 

After a few he finally sat down, with his back flat against the headboard, bringing both of his legs onto the bed in front of him. I wanted to tell him to get his dirty boots off my bed but held my tongue. It was his bed after all I guess. He owned everything.

“Is that what you think of me?” He sounded uneasy “Of me as a mother -fucking tyrant?”

“Aren’t you? I mean you have to be, if you weren’t people wouldn’t respect you” He was silent so I added “Every community needs a leader wether its someone like you or a politican or something”

“Comparring me to a politician? I don’t know if I should be offended by that”

“Calm down, Its not like I was saying you were Donald Trump or Whats her name Clinton or something”

“I’ve been called worse” Well no shit Sherlock.

“I bet” I confirmed, I don’t think anything anyone called him would surprise me  “but you get what I mean right?” A grunt was the only response I got “I won’t lie to you Negan. The killing people I don’t like and the owning people and all of that but I get it too, you have to protect this place and if it wasn’t you it would be someone else. You have to do what you have to do”

Again he stayed silent and I wasn’t sure if I had said the wrong thing or if he had just fallen asleep on me.

“You’re not what I thought you know” he finally spoke, clicking his tongue. What did he mean by that? I looked over in the dim light of the room and watched as he closed his eyes, dropping his head backwards.

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t fucking know y/n” he laughed.

“Come on”

“When I first saw you I thought you were hot and you looked so fucking flustered, I like that, making girls, women flustered” He thought I was hot? “And you…. You just kind of blew my mother-fucking mind” His laugh was dark “I mean here you are sitting having a damn conversation with me. Arse extrodinar”

I wanted to say he wasn’t but that would of been a lie.

“I never imagined, in my wildest fucking you’d actually say you wanted to come here, with me you know” I swallowed, staying silent.

 “When I left, the day I made the offer I told myself that you’d never want to. I mean fucking hell doll you’re Ricks daughter, and he fucking hates me with a passion”

“I get it though I killed his people. But you, there is just something about you that calls to me sweetheart. The sadness you had I could feel it pouring out of you as you stood there in that house. It made me so fucking angry thinking of you being unhappy. Someone like you should have everything you want, be happy as fuck”


 “God If I’d of witnessed anyone there being the tiniest bit less than nice to you I don’t think I would of been able to stop myself y/n” He meant killing didn’t he? He would of killed someone… for me?

I was blown away. 

His words…. They just meant so much more than anything. To me.

Negan” breathed slowly.

“You’re just different I didn’t think people like you existed anymore… you remind me so much of… someone I used to know”

“I’ll take that as a compliment” I chuckled.

“Fuck yeah”

“What happened? Today” I said trying to change the subject. The air felt heavy from his confession. My heart felt it.

“Oh y/n that Father of yours is making more trouble than you could imagine” I felt the breath catch in my throat. 

He’d been to Alexandria? 

Who had died? 

“He doesn’t like following any damn else rules. Does he?”

“What..” The words died in my mouth. Oh god what had he done now?

“He made some friends with these filthy garbage people” he said after a moment of silence “Made a deal with them” oh god “The idiot actually thinks he can create an army and take us out”

“He’s a fool” He is going to get himself and everyone killed.

“You’re are not wrong doll” Thats what worried me.

“What did you do?”

“I made a better deal, they’re on our side now” So did that mean he hasn’t been to Alexandria?

“And if they offer a even better deal?”

“They won’t” he sounded confident “Did Dwight give you a tour today?” He asked as my eyelids began to feel heavy. Not now. I needed to stay awake.

“Yeah” I nodded my head ”I’d like to wonder around on my own though”

He stayed silent

“I don’t know”

“I get bored sitting in here all day”

Maybe, let me think about it” Well it wasn’t a no. That was something.

“The people don’t like me”

“No one could not like you y/n”

“Thats not true, I’m pretty sure I’m enemy number one back at Alexandria”

“Wouldn’t you say that was me?”

“Okay number two then”

He laughed “I might make the one time acceptation and have it a joint position”

“Deal” I laughed lowering myself so my head was back on the pillow.

“Why do I have unlimited points?”

“Dwighty boy told you that did he?” I stayed silent waiting for him to speak “I promised you could have anything you want, I keep my promises. As long as you don’t break rules than you’ll never have to worry about needing anything here”

Would that apply if I asked him to let Daryl go? I doubt it.

“He thinks you’re doing it to make me one of the wives, like you’re trying to bribe me”

“Well I did offer and it was you who said no if I remember correctly, more than once”

“I know”

“Having doubts?” He joked. He knew I wasn’t going to be one. At least I hope he did.

“No I just want to make it clear…..”

“Message received loud and fucking clear y/n”  he breathed loudly out of his nose “No promises I won’t stop asking though”

“I don’t trust him”




“I just get a bad feeling around him, I don’t like him”

“I know what you mean but I thought it was just because of Sherry


“Yeah” he didn’t have to speak. I knew. She was one of the wives. And what Dwight was jealous? He fancied her?

“I’d like to do something here” I said changing the subject, I didn’t want to know about them.

“What do you mean?”

Work, do something to feel useful”

“I’ll think about it”


“Y/n I said fucking I’d think about it, ok?

“Ok” I mumbled disappointed.

“They all judge me”


“The people, today they all looked at me in this way.. like they”

“They won’t do that again” he started to get angry.

“I just want to prove I’m useful”

You being here proves that”

What did that mean?

My head felt heavier. I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep them open much longer. 


“Yes doll?”

“If I asked you for something would you do it?”

“You can’t save anyone else from Alexandria y/n, that was a huge thing”

“I know but Daryl…”

“You want me to let him go?”


“Absolutely not”

Please, I owe hi..”

“No”  he cut me off before I could explain if it wasn’t for Daryl I wouldn’t be sat here now. I wouldn’t be here with him. “that is the final answer. DO NOT bring it up again y/n” Fuck I had gone and made him angry. 


We stayed silent for a long time. More than twenty minutes easily.



“Thank you”

“What for?”


“Anytime” I heard him say as I drifted off. 

For the first time in a long time I fell asleep with a smile on my face “Don’t……. leave”


Waking up the next morning I became aware I wasn’t alone.

The memories of the night before came flooding back and I instantly opened my eyes to come face to face with Negans chest. I had slept on his chest all night? 

Well not all night cause it must of been gone 1am when he came into my room but still.

I could feel the weight of his arm draped over me. Could I please wake up like this every morning?

The morning sun was shinning brightly outside. What time is it?

Negan was softly snoring facing me. His face the most relaxed I had ever seen it. 

This was the first time I was able to unashamedly stare at the man without him knowing. His salt and pepper stubbled made me smile. 

The first time I had seen him he had been clean shaven and I had to admit the stubble was so much better. I wanted to touch it but didn’t want to wake him.

He really was a beautiful man.

“Are you just going to stare?”

Hi voice made me let out a small scream.


“No just me, Negan” he chuckled stretching his hands over his head. Instantly I missed his arm being over me.

“I should go”

“Don’t” I put my hand on his chest. I didn’t want him to go.

Lazily he turned to me and smiled.

“What are you thinking y/n?”

About how much I want to kiss you. 

Never let you leave my bed. What like some kind of sex slave? He didn’t need you for that. He had the five wives don’t forget.

“Hey hey” he grabbed my hand on his chest “Whatever you’re thinking stop I can see what you’re doing. You have to stop doubting yourself”

How did he know? This man seemed to know me better than I knew myself.

Without allowing myself to doubt it I lurched forward and kissed him.

It took him a moment to catch up but when he did he hands grabbed at my skin. No doubt leaving marks but I didn’t care. I moved so I was straddling him, a leg on either side.

God he tasted just like he smelt. Tobacco and mint.

He groaned as our tongues danced together.

I needed more.

Separating the two of us gasped for air. Foreheads leaning against each other.

“Jesus y/n” he breathed with a small laugh “you’re going to be the death of me baby girl”

“Shut up” I told him before kissing him again.

His lips felt smooth and I couldn’t help but bite his bottom one. Letting out another growel he surprised me and flipped us over so he was above me, pressing me into the mattress.

“I thought you didn’t want to be a wife?” He asked before kissing his way down my jaw.

“I don’t” I breathed. Did he only have sex with them?

“Good” what? “You’re better than them” again, what? “More important

“Negan” he stopped what he was going and looked at me. It almost looked like he was frightened I was going to tell him to stop “Just shut up and kiss me”

No other words were spoken before his lips were once again caressing mine. God he tasted so good.

My hands found their way under his shirt, felling his toned muscles and the sprinkling of body hair on his chest.

His hands were pulling and pressing at my own shirt.

“God I want you” he moaned.

“You already have me” I admitted. It was true this man owned me and not in the way he owned everything else.

“I want to make you cum



Negan” I moaned. 

His body felt so right pressed against mine.

His kisses became frantic. Like he couldn’t kiss me hard enough. Like he was frightened if he didn’t I’d disappear.

Suddenly someone was banging on the door.

“Go away!” Negan shouted, barley stopping his kisses.

“Theres a problem boss”

“Fuck off!” He leant his forehead against mine, breathing hard “I really don’t want to do this baby but I gotta go”

“Okay” I couldn’t hide my disappointment.

“Hey, hey” he lifted my chin “I’ll see you later on”


“On my life”

He quickly stood, leaving me on the bed that once looked small now felt like seven queen beds pushed together without him in it. He straightened himself up, picking up his leather jacket that had missed the chair last night and checking his hair in the small circular mirror that hung by the door. It was not in his usual style. He flung the jacket over his shoulder

“Jesus” he looked at me after he brushed his hair back as best he could. He took one last look at me before opening the door and leaving.

“Fat Joey take y/n around today she wants to explore our fabulous home” I couldn’t help but smile. 

He listened. 

As soon as the door clicked shut I fell backward and let out a silent scream. I felt like a bloody teenager.





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Kylo Ren X Reader || You See The good in people

Y/N sat there sipping her tea and looking out of her office window into the nothingness of space. Just all of the stars. She flinched hearing something smash against the wall. She sighed putting down her cup and watching Kylo storm out of the room and two scared enginers walk in after him. Once she knew Kylo was gone she stood up and walked into the room. “Another control panel?” I asked looking at the two men in jumpsuits with orange vests. “This is the third one this week, someone needs to talk some anger management into that man.” She said before looking at the broken panel. “You guys want a drink?” She asked not noticing that Kylo heard what she had said, as he was stood in the hallway. “Please.” One said getting to work on the broken panel. She started walking out the door and Kylo moved.

Y/N Was sat at her desk when she heard yelling coming from Kylos room again. “No not again.” She whispered standing up and walked towards his room. “Commander?” She asked looking through the door. “What?!” He snapped but when he looked at her it was like his whole body softened, he put away his light saber he was about to smash the panel with. “I-I was going to inform you Phasma is requesting your presence.” He nodded. “Thank you Miss Y/L/N.” Y/N Nodded before walking off and going back to her desk to finish some paper work, it was starting to pile high and didn’t look like it was going down no matter how much she did. The doors opened and Kylo left. “You coming to lunch?!” A worker yelled opening the door. “I’d lov-” She stopped and looked at the paper work. “I can’t, I have to finish this.” She said tapping her pen on the paper and sighed going back to work.
When Kylo returned he found Y/N asleep with a coffee next to her, she had a pen in her hand and was lightly snoring. He smiled under his mask before covering her with a blanket. As he touched her she started waking and he walked away. “Kylo?” She whispered thinking she was just dreaming. There was no answer and she just looked around. “Shit.” She mumbled noticing the time and turning on her lamp. “Shit shit shit.” She said looking at the slightly smaller pile of papers. “Shouldn’t you have already left?” Hux asked coming into the room. Y/N scraped her hair into a high pony tail and rubbed her eyes. “I have all of these to finish before tomorrow morning, then I have inspections to do with some engineers and I have a meeting with a new guy.” She said looking at him. “Good luck.” She scoffed and got back on with the paper work.

“Morning.” Someone said waking Y/N from her slumber. “Shit!” She said sitting up and looking around. “Where are the papers!?” She asked panicking not noticing someone holding out a coffee to her. “Shit shit shit, Hux is going to kill me.” She said stressing and looking at the man stood in front of her. “Have you seen some papers?” She asked looking at the man who clearly had no idea what she was talking about. “I-I-” She shook her head. “Nevermind.” She said taking the coffee cup and drinking from it. “Hmm. Thank you.” She said looking at him. “Matt?” She asked looking at his name tag. “You’re the new guy right?” He nodded slowly. “Okay, I’ll be with you in like ten minutes I need to go and freshen up and find these papers.” Hux walked into the room and laughed at Y/N. “Hux seriously?! Where are my papers?” Hux frowned. “Someone handed them in last night.” He said looking at the man behind you. “Whos this?” Y/N looked back at Matt. “New guy.” She said brushing off her uniform. “I’ve got to go. Entertain him.” Y/N Said running out of the door and to her chambers. “Shit.” She said grabbing fresh uniform and heading to the shower.

“Y/N!” Her friend yelled hugging her and letting her sit down. “Hey Trace, this is Matt.” She said motioning her body to Matt who was sitting across from her at the table. “Hey.” She said sending him a small smile. “So we finally get to see you.” She said looking at her friend. “Finally Kylo let you out.” Everyone on the table except Matt and Y/N. Y/N Was too busy eating the food that most of them all hated but she didn’t care she was starved. “Yeah, I mean that guy is a total ass hat.” Another man said on the table. They all continued to make fun off and make rude comments about Kylo and how much of a bad guy he was. Y/N Finished her food. “He’s not even bad guys, seriously! I’ve seen worse leave the poor guy alone.” She said clearly annoyed at her friends. “Ohhhohhh someones got a crush.” Y/N rolled her eyes. “I think I need to leave, Trace finish training Matt.” She said before storming off and back to her office. “Hux?” She said noticing Hux stood at her office. “There you are! You were supposed to be meeting me an hour ago.” She looked down at her feet. “Sorry I was busy.” He looked at her. “This isn’t acceptable,if you couldn’t handle the job why did you take it?!” He didn’t even give her chance to answer he just walked out. She looked at the desk noticing another pile of papers. “Brilliant.” She said going back to the food hall and grabbing more coffee. “More work?” Matt asked making her jump and drop her cup. “Fuck.” She mumbled bending down and picking up the broken bits. “I’m sorry.” Matt said bending down and mopping up the coffee with a tea towel. “Not your fault, and yes more paper work. Hux has me doing all of his and mine.” She made another cup and added milk. “I have to go, not to be rude Matt, I’ll see you later.” She said patting his shoulder and running back to her office. “This is going to take a while.” She said clicking her pen and getting to work.

“Another late night?” Kylo asked walking into the office and seeing Y/N. She looked up from the paper and saw Kylo wearing his usual attire. “Yeah, I have to finish this.” She said pointing at the paper work. “Your work doesn’t even involve that much paperwork.” He commented. Her breath hitched, if he knew she was doing Hux’s work at the same time he’d freak. “I-I-Uh-I um- I’m catching up on some old work.” She lied biting her lip and looking at Hux who was now behind Kylo. “Very well.” He said before going into his office and Y/N Looked at Hux who was laughing to himself. “Good girl.” She looked disgusted before doing the final file. “I’m done.” She said handing them all to Hux. “Goodbye.” She said going back to her desk and relaxing in the leather chair. “One hour before I have to be up.” She mumbled standing up and going out of the doors towards her chambers.

“Morning!” Hux sang into her ear as Y/N was almost falling asleep at her desk. “Ugh.” She said looking at him. “You’ve got the day off apparently.” He mumbled to her. “Really?!” She said jumping up. “Don’t know how you waggled that but yes.” She smiled and ran off down the halls towards the food hall. She grabbed food and looked at Trace who was sending her death glares. “You cant sit here.” She said putting her legs up and making Y/N walk away. “Okay.” She whispered going over into the corner and sitting down to eat. “I heard she’s sleeping with him and thats how she got the job.” Someone said not so quietly as they walked past Y/N. She played with her food and looked up at a figure standing in front of her table. “Matt.” She said with a smile. “Mind if I sit?” He asked looking at her with a smiled plastered across his face. “Not at all.” He sat across from her and began eating. “She’s totally sucking Kylo’s dick and thats why she gets her own chamber and her own days off.” Y/N threw her fork down on the table and sipped her water. “They always do that?” Matt asked looking at Y/N. She nodded biting her lip and fighting back the tears. “Usually it’s not that bad.” She said looking at her friend across the room. “Got a feeling I know who’s saying it all.” She said looking from Trace to Matt. “I thought she was your best friend?” Y/N shrugged her shoulders. “I guess not.” She said looking down at her feet. “Maybe I should quit.” She said looking at Matt. “No, I heard Kylo loves you working for him.” She laughed softly. “Who told you this?” He chuckled. “The same guy who told me Kylo was shredded, that he has an eight pack.” She laughed a little harder. “Thanks Matt, that really cheered me up.” Others in the room started laughing at the two of them. “She’s a little slag, she’s already got Kylo on the go.” Y/N’s hand clenched into a fist on the table and Matt put his hand on top of it. “Don’t let it get to you.” He said looking at her in the eyes. “It’s kind of hard to when it’s every day.” She said standing up. “Where are you going?” He asked looking up at her. “To quit my job.” She said throwing away her tray and looking at him. “You the job?” She nodded. “Then ignore them, if you love something you should never let it go.” He was now holding her arms and bending down to look into her eyes. “Okay.” She said smiling a genuine smile at him. Someone faked coughed while saying slag and then she looked at them. “I didn’t sleep with Kylo to get my job, and as much as all of you think he’s a complete dick. He’s not. He’s actually nice but wont let his guard down with any of you and I know why because you’re all idiots.” She said before walking out. “Oh Kylo!” Someone fake moaned and Y/N Held in the tears as she ran to her chambers. She knelt at the foot of her bed screaming into the duvet. “Is that what you do when you’re not working?” She jumped looking up and seeing Hux in the corner of her room. “Why are you here?” She asked looking at him and standing up. “You have more paperwork, Kylo might have given you the day off but I haven’t.” She nodded wiping her tears away and going out of the room.

“I thought you had the day off?” A robotic voice asked, she continued working not looking up from the paper. “I have things to do.” She mumbled not wanting to look at him. Knowing that at the site of him all of the things people said would come flooding back and she’d break down in front of him. “Oh well. You can do them tomorrow.” She shook her head filing the bits of paper and going back to writing again. “I can’t, they’re due tomorrow.” She said biting her lip still not looking at him. Tears were beginning to form in her eyes. “I gave you the day off, go spend time with your friends.” She almost chocked. “I don’t have many. The one I do have is at work.” She continued writing. “Please look at me while I speak to you Y/N.” She dropped the pen. She didn’t even know he knew her first time and he said please. She stood up praying that she wouldn’t cry and looked at him in his mask. “Sorry commander.” He studied her face. All of her features. It wasn’t like seeing her when he was Matt this time was different. She was being fake with Kylo. “You’re reveled of all duties today, you’re to go and relax.” She looked at her feet. “Sir I know I’m supposed to obey you’re every command but-But I can’t. I need to finish.” She sat back down and proceeded to do the work. “I have told you.-” Before he could even finish she finally snapped letting tears roll down her face. “I have to do this, if I don’t I’ll spend all my time in my room crying because my ‘friends’ are chatting shit saying I’m sleeping with my boss and calling him horrible names and then I have Hux on my fucking back for not completing his work on time.” She clapped her hand over her mouth and cried harder. “Shit.” She mumbled before running off with Kylo yelling after her. “Told you.” Trace said as Y/N ran passed her. Kylo looked at Trace and held back the urge to choke her. Y/N got to her chambers and sat at the foot of her bed bringing her knees to her chest and crying into them. “Fuck, I’m dead. I’m so so dead.” She said closing her eyes and trying not to scream. “y/n?” She looked at the door. Someone was pushing the talk button on her door. “Matt?” She asked standing up and looking at the small pad on her wall. “I saw you break down.” She sighed and opened the doors before sitting down on the bed. “Hux is going to Kill me. I let it spill to Kylo that I was doing his work.” Matt put a big bag down and sat next to his friend hugging her tightly. “It’s going to be okay.” She shook her head. “No, I’m going to get killed.” He sighed and rubbed her arms. “What do you think Kylo will do?” Matt asked looking at Y/N as she wiped her eyes. “I don’t know, he seems really nice you know and everyone is just being so mean.” He chuckled. “You see the good in people.” Y/n sighed. “You mean Kylo…Because I saw..I see the good in Kylo.” He nodded and she glanced at the bag on the floor.  "What’s in the bag?“ She wiped her eyes and sniffled. "I need to show you something.” Just as he was about to say something the doors opened and in walked Hux looking angry. “YOU!” He yelled at her and then saw Matt. “Matt, you need to go.” Y/N said looking at him. “I’ll come and find you when my meeting with Hux is over.” She said standing up and handing him his bag. “No.” He said looking at Hux. “You’re not going to hurt her because you cant do your own job.” Y/N Stood there in shock. “What do you know.” Hux said grabbing the bag and chucking it as it hit the ground it made a loud clunk and Y/N looked at it as a helmet rolled out. “Matt?” She asked picking up the helmet. “W-Why do you have-” She stopped looking at him and walking closer to him. She took off the glasses and put them on. “fake.” She said keeping them off before looking him in the eyes. “Please don’t.” He said looking at her. She pulled off his wig. “K-Kylo?” She stuttered out. “Yeah.” He said shutting the doors and trapping Hux in the room. “Why did you?” He shook his head. “We’ll talk about that later! Right now I have some issues to deal with.” He said taking the helmet and putting it on. “General Hux with me now.” He said before grabbing the bag and quickly changing into his black clothing. “Y/N.” Kylo said making sure she followed behind them. “Workers.” Kylo said throwing Hux into the food hall. “I have something to clear up.” Everyone stood straight looking at Y/N and Kylo. Trace was making motions to Y/N from across the room and Y/N stepped back crossing her arms and biting her lip. “Y/N Is a fantastic working, I was not sleeping with her, she deserves the work she has as she works the hardest out of all of you, she also got the day off because i found out that she was not only doing her work but also his.” He said looking at Hux. “Now you all need to lay off.” Y/N was taken back and looked at everyone who were now stood in shock. “Good day.” He said before grabbing your arm and walking out of the room and going towards his chambers. “Kylo I never meant to tell you.” He shook his head taking off his helmet. “It’s fine.” He said looking her in the eyes. “You opened up to Matt.” She laughed softly. “He’s a great guy.” She said making Kylo chuckle. “Well I hope not as great as me.” She giggled and looked into his eyes. “I think you’re just like him, all tough on the outside of course…but inside. Sweet, nice and kind.” She looking at him and then his lips. “You’re perfect.” He said leaning down and kissing her.

“I can’t believe Dean and Cas made out.”

Cas shrunk back from walking into the library at the sound of Sam ’s voice – for very good reasons.

He heard the unconvinced noise Mary made as she shrugged before replying. “It broke the spell and saved the town – it’s not hard to believe they’d do it… For the greater good.”

Sam still sounded agitated although Cas agreed with Mary – and he should know better than them about it. “No, Mom, we were all in the room. All the ritual asked for was a kiss… I mean what if all we needed to do was something like me giving you a peck on the cheek? It was a vaguely phrased spell.”

“I suppose so…”

Sam had gone into full ranting mode – “And – even if it had to be a kiss on the mouth – Cas could have kissed any of us. There were options. He could have kissed you, or, well, he was standing right next to me when Dean read the thing out, and a lot of people were going to die really soon. I’d take one for the team.”

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Prompt Set#2 for 8000 Followers!

1.)  “Dude, a moving car ran into me last night and it didn’t hurt.”

2.)“This feels almost natural.  I wonder what would happen if I got knocked out though.“

“No, don’t even think about it.”

3.)“Everyone needs to calm down.  Just calm down now.”

4.) The men all stopped and stared at me. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t a little freaked out.

5.) I closed my eyes and thought to myself, Everyone be calm. Just be calm.

6.)  She backed when I asked, and I felt movement at my stomach. The bullet she had previously shot me with worked itself out as we watched.

8.) These were my friends; I had to be honest with them.

9.) “I wish you would stop playing with your third eye like that. It’s really disturbing. ”

“Don’t worry you get used to it.”

10.) “You’re cute when you’re lying.”

11.) “Don’t tell her. She already thinks I’m crazy.”

“Uh, everyone except for me thinks you’re crazy.”

12.) “I guess it’s too late for me to ask you for your number.”

13.) “That’s it?  That’s what you are so freaked out about?”

14.)“Stop joking about this for a minute. My sister would kill us if she found out what we’ve just done. Put it back and let’s go home.”

15.) The day was brighter than I’d like, my slit eyes worked better in the shadows of alleys at night.

16.) Thank god. I don’t know how much longer I can last out here. If you hadn’t come along…”

17.) “I had hoped you’d believe me when I said that I had nothing to do with this.”

18.) “Where are you going?”

“I need to take him someplace without oxygen.”

19.) “Promise you’ll come back?”

“You know the rule. No promises. ”

20.) “She was the biggest mistake of my life.”

21.) “I’m in charge.”

22.) “I just…need some air.”

23.) “Im not going yo blow up his head, though it is a tempting offer.”

24.) “You seem to think you have a chance. That some one will save you. That maybe I’ll change my mind.”

25.) “We all get what’s owed to us in the end. So no, I’m not afraid. Just disappointed. ”

26.)This is more like magic than science.

That was the first thing, I said, when I was new too.

27.) “That is exactly what Satan wants you to try,” she reminded him.

28.) “ Perhaps we should be more careful of what we say. this is, after all, his domain.“

29.) “It is always better to hope than to have no hope at all.”

“ So you had been listening to dad’s lessons.”

30.)  “Are you sure you don’t desire me?”

I haven’t been sure of anything for a long time.

31.) “ I have to admit, I didn’t think you’d have the guts to really do it.”

32.) I thought I would never get used to this. Looks like I did.

33.) “I didn’t even do anything yet.”

34.) “Man, God must really hate you.”

“I am God!”

35.) “Oh, don’t mind her. She’s just mad that she sucks at Mario Kart.”

36.) “Shush. Did you just hear that?”

“Yeah, it’s called an echo dumbass.”

37.)“He’s a lot older than you think.”

38.) “I still can’t wrap my head around the part where you-”

39.) “Finally. Some alone time.”

“Technically you’re not alone.”

“Holy Fuck!”

40.) “When the smartest person in the galaxy says that he can’t understand you, I think should feel a bit concerned.”

41.) “I just wanted a family…something to call my own.”

“Yeah, well. I told you so.”

42.)  “A penny for your thoughts?”

“We both know you don’t have a penny.”

43.) “Wanna have sex?”

“With you? No thanks.”

44.) “I don’t have a favorite. Actually you’d be doing me a favor if you just space’d them all.”

“She’s totally joking!”

45.) “Stop! Just stop talking! All of you shut up!”

46.) “Good luck.”

“Thats all you have to say?”

47.) “You sold me out.”

48.) “Shitshitshit!”

“That doesn’t sound too good.

Thats because it isn’t. I dropped ___”

49.)  "I don’t see how your thoughts could be worse than the rest of ___”

50.) "Odd that such a thing should exist here.”

“And where is here exactly?”

“Good question. ”

Head over heals

A/N: THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO WRITE! Requested by an amzing anon! I enjoyed writing this! Thank you so much! I did take some inspriation from the song Satisfied from the broadway musical Hamilton.

Pairings: Lucifer Morningstar x Reader

Warnings: Bit of Language

Summary: Love is hard, especially when you are in love with the same person your best friend is currently fawning over.

Originally posted by black-little-demons

“Y/N we are going to be late!” your best friend, Sarah, yelled at you. You sighed to yourself and threw your hair up in a simple pony tail. You personally didn’t like going out to night clubs at all but it was Srahs birthday so you kind of had to do it just this once.

“Coming,” you shouted as you grabbed your small hand bag and cell phone. Your heels made a loud clicking noise as you walked down the stairs. You pulled at the terribly short and tight dress that Sarah made you wear aggainst your will.

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Missing Trains at 2am (m)

Word Count: 5,739

Warning: Jimin Smut

A Christmas special based on an anon request I got~

You swung your backpack onto your back, staring up at the green digits that jumped around the grey screen stressfully. Names appeared where others vanished, some turning red as if to spread panic when your eyes checked them. Out of a nervous habit, you chewed on your lower lip, trying to find the specific name you were looking for between the sea of moving letters.

Right then, you found it, and your body froze.


You started running, your feet dragging you forward through the slim crowd of people as fast as they could. Heads turned as your feet collided with the ground like stones, your breath so irregular that you sounded like you were gasping for air. The voices of people you bumped into, their shoulders crashing into yours, chased after you as you kept moving forward, counting the numbers by the staircases like crazy. Nine, ten, eleven, far from the twenty-one you were looking for. Still, time was not showing any mercy to you. As you ran, you could almost feel the seconds pass by, nearing the finish line much too quickly.

Dammit, why had you postponed it until so late at night?

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Flip Phones Are Making a Comeback 🤙
  • iPhone User: How can you even stand it?
  • Android User: Stand what?
  • iPhone User: Your phone's crappy camera. Every picture looks like it was printed from a gameboy.
  • Android User: At least mine isn't an overpriced piece of junk that bends if you put in your pocket.
  • iPhone User: Excuse me? I think all of that extra price goes to making sure our phone DON'T EXPLODE!
  • Android User: It's only the Note 7 that explodes. You don't know anything.
  • Flip Phone: *rings* Hello, Moto.
  • *both phone users glance at it momentarily until it stops ringing*
  • Android User: Uhh, anyway. At least our phones aren't made in sweatshops.
  • iPhone User: You didn't need to take this conversation in that direction, but your phone is probably made in a sweatshop too.
  • Android User: Our sweatshops are 100% more humane than Apple's gulags.
  • Flip Phone: *rings* Hello, Moto.
  • iPhone User: Is that piece of junk yours?
  • Android User: No, who uses a flip phone in 20XX. I thought it was yours.
  • iPhone User: *picks up flip phone* It's so old, but it seems familiar.
  • Android User: Are you going to answer it?
  • iPhone User: No. You answer it.
  • Android User: Hell no! You picked it up. Why don't you answer it?
  • iPhone User: I don't know. Something doesn't seem right about it. I'm going home.
  • Android User: Don't forget to take your flip phone with you.
  • iPhone User: You keep it, as an android user, you're used to cheap pieces of junk.
  • Android User: Low blow!
  • *at night*
  • Android User: *tossing and turning in bed*
  • Flip Phone: *ringing grows progressively louder* HELLO, MOTO!
  • Android User: *picks up flip phone* Piece of garbage. Why do you keep ringing. I should just answer it.
  • Android User: *gets nervous* Why don't I want to answer it? Jesus, I just need to get rid of this thing.
  • Android User: *tosses flip phone out of the window* That's better.
  • Android User: *attempts to go back to sleep but ringing starts again* Fucking no! Is this some sort of nightmare!?
  • Android User: *notices their own phone ringing on their drawer* Oh. *answers it*
  • Android User: Whom am I speaking to?
  • iPhone User: Hey, it's me.
  • Android User: It's late, what do you want?
  • iPhone User: You know how it's just the two of us that hang out.
  • Android User: Yeah, what about it?
  • iPhone User: Didn't it used to be three of us that hung out?
  • Android User: No, it's been just the two of us since we were kids.
  • iPhone User: We had a third friend that we hung out with everyday. I know this sounds crazy, but somehow both of us forgot about her.
  • Android User: I have no clue what you're talking about.
  • iPhone User: That's the point! Like, she did everything with us, but I can't remember anything specifically about her. It's like someone took an eraser to my mind, but for some reason I have all these faint memories about her coming back to me and I'm freaking out.
  • Android User: Man, I think you just need some sleep. You sound crazy right now.
  • iPhone User: I'm afraid. I'm afraid that if I got to sleep when I wake up I won't remember you. I think something bad is going to happen to you.
  • Android User: I'm fine. My dad owns a gun. If someone tries to break into our house or something, they'll get their heads blown off. I guess we might have to deal with vengeful ghosts, but those usually take a few years to develop. Get some sleep, please.
  • iPhone User: Okay, goodnight... I love you.
  • Android User: Uhh, the feeling's mutual... I guess. *hangs up*
  • Android User: Overemotional, I swear. *attempts to sleep*
  • *loud knock at the door*
  • Android User: Goddammit! Dad'll get it.
  • *banging persists and only gets louder*
  • Android User: Okay, I guess I have to answer it again. *grabs one of their dad's guns and answer the door*
  • Android User: *aims gun into the dark night* Who's out there!? Who was knocking on my door!? ...No one. Fucking neighbor kids, I swear.
  • Flip Phone: *rings* Hello, moto!
  • Android User: Of fucking course. *screams into the night* I guess some PARANORMAL FORCE just magically put the flip phone on my porch. How about I just BLAST IT TO PIECES!
  • The Night: *stays silent*
  • Android User: *sighs* This has to be a stupid fucking prank. I bet that iPhone using "friend" of mine is doing this to set me up.
  • Android User: *notices the caller ID on the flip phone* Rebecca? Why is that name so familiar?
  • Android User: *answers phone* Hello?
  • Rebecca: Look below your porch. Look below your porch. Look below your porch. Look below your porch.
  • Android User: Fuck off. *hangs up* If someone really is below my porch, you can crawl out! I'll be sure to blast your brains out! I'm not afraid!
  • Android User: I'm a fucking idiot for this. *peers below the porch* There's nothing. This really is all some prank. *stands up*
  • *the front door is closed*
  • Android User: *checks the door* It's locked! Fuck! Okay, this is actually getting weird, but I'm armed. If anyone tries to mess with me I'll fucking shoot them.
  • Android User: *checks self* Where the fuck did I put that phone?
  • Flip Phone: *rings from the back of the house* ...hello, moto.
  • Android User: *sweats nervously* Okay, stay calm. Remember, you're armed. This is all a prank and they'll feel like fucking idiots when they realize they nearly got themselves shot over this. *walks to the back of the house*
  • *the next morning*
  • iPhone User: *frantically scrolling through phone*
  • Grandmother: What's wrong, honey?
  • iPhone User: I don't know. I'm looking for someone in my phone contacts, but they're not there!
  • Grandmother: Who?
  • iPhone User: I don't know! Ugh!
  • Grandmother: Calm down, honey. I'm sure you'll find them.
  • iPhone User: Grandma, did I used to hang out with anyone? Like, I regularly had friends over, right?
  • Grandmother: Well, I'm going to be honest with you. You've always been a bit of an introvert. But as long as you keep up with your schoolwork, it's no bother to me.
  • iPhone User: No, I had two friends, didn't I? Don't you remember them? You knew both of them by name. They were my childhood friends.
  • Grandmother: I'm not sure. You liked being by yourself as a child. H-Have you been using drugs?
  • iPhone User: No, grandma! It's just... I don't know. I'm lonely and stressed out and I don't know why.
  • Grandmother: It must be your schoolwork, honey. You're such a hard worker and you hardly ever give yourself a break. Remember, you have to take out some time for yourself to relax too. Studying is important, but so is your mental health
  • iPhone User: You're right. Finals are coming up. I guess I've been letting it all go to my head.
  • Flip Phone: *rings* Hello, Moto.
  • Grandmother: *takes phone out of pocket* Hello? Hello? Is anyone there? *hangs up* Strange.
  • iPhone User: Where did you get that phone?
  • Grandmother: I've had it for a while now. Is there something wrong with it?
  • iPhone User: No... not anything that I remember.
50% OFF starters.
  • "You can't have sex with your neighbor's backyard above-ground pool."
  • "let me help you out of that swimsuit-- POOL."
  • "I sure hope we become best friends! but I don't hope we have a falling out, leading us to have a tense, emotion-heavy, dramatic, competitive, love/hate relationship later on."
  • "so anyways I regain consciousness, there's cops everywhere, (name) is covered in blood, got an icepick-- haha it was kind of a weird tuesday."
  • "we're gonna be late for anime school!"
  • "I'm just saying, is it illegal if I'm in my OWN pool?"
  • "(name) WAS A BITCH-ASS POSER."
  • "oh no, he's hot when he's sad!"
  • "this reminds me of prison. this reminds me of prison. this DEFINITELY reminds me of prison."
  • "look at that little pimp. he's gonna grow up to be a prison ass mothafucka."
  • "let's skip all the fluff and get to the part where we're shirtless."
  • "homeboy looks like shark week, I ain't messin' with that."
  • "It wasn't a dream! We got arrested for trespassing! We went to JAIL!"
  • "Nah, man, we went to holding. there's a big difference."
  • "Yeah now we owe Easter Dave a favor-- that is NOT a position you wanna be in."
  • "Wouldn't we have seen him around by now? I mean he is a bipedal shark-person."
  • "I'VE GOT MACE!"
  • "Was macing us really necessary AFTER you remembered who we were?!?"
  • "you took the fall for me and I said thank you."
  • "I went to jail!"
  • "I spent 6 months at a correctional facility!"
  • "I stabbed a girl in the yard!"
  • "I think that guard you killed had a family!"
  • "look at that majestic ass mothafucka. like a dolphin or some shit. a dolphin with legs... and arms... and a jetpack."
  • "that's how they do it in Austrailia."
  • "20 bucks on jabber jaws."
  • "hey, man did you Tivo Glee last night?"
  • "I'm not allowed to watch Glee, my dad says it might turn me into something bad. A musical theater major."
  • "Neither one of them even died!"
  • "they won't let me back into sewing club because apparently when I threaten someone with sewing needles it's deemed 'inappropriate' and I 'have to leave'."
  • "I have to tumblr this!"
  • "a guy with emotional issues who swims away his problems? Lady, that's the whole team, you're gonna have to be more specific."
  • "I ship them! and them!"
  • "they hate each other, but they also fuck each other!"
  • "hey we try not to get this part of the gym wet so whatever you're doing is gonna have to stop."
  • "so do you wanna come back to my place, listen to some Dave Matthews and talk about my work out routine?"
  • "I wonder if that stuff I hid is still here? ...nah, cops probably took it."
  • "do you know? do you know for sure? Because I don't need another incident."
  • "If I get out of this chair I guarantee you'll end up in one with wheels."
  • "Ok. I'll admit, I'm a little threatened."
  • "'sup bitches!~"
  • "aren't you that guy who drowned a kid? and burned down that building?"
  • "get back to it before you learn a lesson in post-war, urban torture practices."
  • "Remember, snitches get stitches!"
  • "shut up you're high as balls!"
  • "you're just mad because mom and dad thought you were a girl for the first year of your life."
  • "right, son. and speaking of crushing disappointments-"
  • "coach tried to get me to vandalize a police station again."
  • "good thing I wore my Heelys."
  • "he's so hot but so crazy! which makes him even MORE hot!"
  • "Come on let me get those digits baby!"
  • "It should be illegal to be that fine!"
  • "oh just basic addition and subtraction. he was subtracting from my profits so I'm going to add a few extra holes in him."
  • "this doesn't seem like the time for polka-renditions of Ke$ha songs."
  • "I hate it when you leave but I love watching you go."
  • "Yeah I've seen him. He's in my scrapbook class. He cuts the eyes out of magazine photos."
  • "your arrest record is extensive... and amateur."
  • "I want that boy to be my bride!"
  • "Pilates will do that man, works your core."
  • "what are we waiting for? let's go bro! let's gbro!"
  • "wow you sure said that."
  • "WOOP! WOOP! hold it, I'm gonna have to pull you over for exceeding recommended hotness."
  • "One time we went camping in the woods, I just left 'em there. Nobody found them for like 5 days. I don't even think their families cared, kinda sad, really."
  • "So, what you're saying is, if they disappeared, no one would notice?"
  • "well I've gotta go not talk to you anymore."
  • "I learned how to swim the old fashioned way. When I was five my dad took me out to a lake and tossed me right in the water."
  • "I'm so happy right now! --and it's not just cause I get to see you in a bunch of different swimsuits. Ok I lied, I'm sorry, that's mostly the reason."
  • "hey I know you! You helped me smuggle some stuff out of the country! How've you been kid?"

Kpop1237: Hello! I saw you posted your first HC (loved it btw!!) and decided to request one. RFA + V and Saeran meeting MC at a coffee shop. Either they work there, MC works there, or just meeting there in general. How would they go about asking them out?

Aww! Thanks Kpop1237! We really appreciate it! And, thank you all for all your support recently, everyone! ~Admin Mazz

AWW SO CUTE! This is was so fun to write! Thanks so so much for the love! We both really appreciate it! ^///^ Really hope everyone enjoys these HC, including you Kpop1237! Hope it isn’t too long hehehe.. ~Admin Lily 


  • Jaehee doesn’t get many breaks poor angel
  • But, when she does, she loves to go to the café
  • Coffee runs in her veins anyways
  • Work was the last thing on her mind
  • All she wanted was to relax while drinking a nice warm cappuccino
  • As she pulled out her wallet, she walked up to the counter to see MC standing behind the register
  • She had such a big smile on her face, “Hello! How may I help you today?”
  • She seems really nice
  • While she’s making Jaehee’s cappuccino, she begins to easily make small talk
  • At one point, she brought up Zen’s latest movie
  • Fangirl mode activated
  • That was all Jaehee needed
  • She liked this MC and wouldn’t mind talking to her again
  • And again, and again, and again
  • They became pretty close, you know?
  • MC was just so supportive and sweet and always there for Jaehee! She really was… cute!
  • Jaehee began to feel the butterflies
  • MC was really cute aww! <3
  • Maybe, Jaehee should try and ask MC out?
  • Wait, no way! They both have too much work to do and why would she be interested.
  • But… maybe it’d be worth a try?
  • One day, as they sat together and started talking, like they normally did, it just slipped out
  • “MC… you know I… like you a lot, right? And-And I appreciate you being my friend.”
  • MC is literally thinking “booyah”
  • “Did you know that I happen to like you a lot too,” MC would reply with a smile
  • “So, would that mean you’d like to come with me, not on a day out, but… as a date?”
  • “I’m pretty sure I’d love to.” GUYS THE FEELS RN SO SWEET


  • Okay, this boy works so hard (at LOLOL of course)
  • Sometimes he’s gotta go out and get a latté because being the top guild is rough, okay?
  • But the coffee place isn’t that big
  • And its packed
  • Yoosung had just snagged a table
  • Oops, but someone else had sat down at the other side too
  • Guess who lol
  • MC and Yoosung just looked at each other in surprise
  • Should I stand up…?
  • But MC just started giggling
  • Hey… she’s kinda cute, isn’t she?
  • “Hi!” MC would hold out her hand, “I’m MC, and you’re trying to steal my table.”
  • Yoosung laughed nervously at her joke and shook her hand, “uh, sorry. I’m Yoosung Kim.”
  • She doesn’t make him move, though, she just starts a conversation
  • And oml is that hard for him
  • Cute girl + nerd equals train wreck
  • Very stuttery and has rosy cheeks
  • He tells he’s a college student and she immediately bombards him with questions
  • She seems so fascinated
  • But, he’s really not a good student atm
  • He switches the convo and starts asking about MC
  • And, he starts to like her even more
  • Their convo seems to go on forever
  • But, her coffee is gone
  • “Oh, so you’re leaving, huh?” Yoosung asks in disappointment
  • “Other people need tables, don’t they?” She would smile
  • “Um, hey. Is there any way I could talk to you again?”
  • “well, you could ask for my number,” she would hint flirtatiously, “or you could ask me if I’d like to come back for more coffee sometime.”
  • Yoosung blushed but he was smiling, “I’ll do both. How does that sound?”
  • Did Yoosung just get a girl’s number??
    Yoosung got a girl’s number!
    see even losers like have a chance
  • Then again he’s adorbs so


  • Okay, so Zen has been to many coffee shops, and let’s just say it usually ends up in a pretty bad situation.
  • It’s not that the café itself that’s bad, it’s just that…
  • Someone finds out who he is and his fans begin to swarm the café.
  • So, he rarely goes into them unless he’s in dire of need of coffee or something to eat.
  • Well, the day he meets MC is one of those days.
  • Zen had gotten off of work late, and was pretty much starving for some type of food.
  • Near the practice hall was a little café about a five minute walk from.
  • It was almost midnight, so he decided to take the chance and enter the café.
  • There only seemed to be one guy working the station at the moment,
  • which was a relief.
  • Just wait Zen it gets better
  • When he gave his order, the barista called out for someone in the back.
  • A really cute girl comes out in an apron.
  • The previous barista switches place with her to make his order done
  • Here comes the small talk.
  • She introduced herself as MC, and Zen thought she was the sweetest girl he’s seen.
  • It’s past midnight already  and she had more energy than a normal person should have around the time.
  • “Oh it’s because I had like three cups of coffee! Gotta stay awake for late night people like yourself!”
  • Throughout the whole chat, never did once MC bring up that he was an actor.
  • She treated him like a normal person
  • He took his drink and gave a farewell to MC, promising to come back.
  • He’ll be back in a hour 4 u MC
  • After his first encounter, he came back after every practice.
  • MC was always there to welcome him, and each day their conversations changed.
  • He told him about his new role in the play, and she seemed enamored
  • “I didn’t know you had a new role! I knew you were an actor, but I didn’t want to seem like every other person and fan over you…”
  • That was one of the things that made him want to see  MC over and over again.
  • She treated him like a normal person.
  • He learned that she was just working these night time shifts for some extra cash
  • “How’d it go? Your practice?”
  • “I went alright… Say, MC? How’d you like to go to dinner with me a night instead of working here?” hides nervousness like a true actor
  • MC is overjoyed, “I’d love to!”


  • Jumin rarely goes out like this due to the fact that reporters would usually swarm him
  • So he usually has Jaehee get him his coffee
  • However, even our little angel Jaehee can get sick sometimes and Jumin has to take matters into his own hands
  • He began to start searching for a café that delivers
  • Score, he found one
  • Guess who delivered
  • MC, lookin all nice and cute in her little uniform delivered the coffee
  • Jumin wanted to take it and go, but MC tried to start a small convo
  • “Hello, sir!”
  • “Um, good morning.”
  • “Wow this place is big. Is the intern out or something?”
  • “Um, yes, she is.”
  • “Hope she feels better. Have a good day, Mr. Han.”
  • “How do you know my name?”
  • Awkwardly points to name on coffee cup
  • “Oh. Yes, have a good day.” notorious Jumin throat clearing
  • She gave him such a bright smile
  • And that coffee was goood
  • He saw on the receipt the name of the creator and it was the same as the girl who delivered
  • Even though Jaehee came back, he wants more of that coffee so he ordered again but specifically asked for “MC”
  • MC came back and gave him another bright smile that morning, ‘so you liked my coffee huh? Here you are.”
  • “Thank you, MC.”
  • “Oh! Someone who used my name!” MC said, teasingly, but it kind of went over Jumin’s head
  • Oh my god, this coffee is so good
  • Jaehee never has to get Jumin coffee again cuz good ol’ MC is his new personal coffee girl
  • Convos became a little more than just small talk
  • MC’s always asking how his week went and he’d explain business statistics and crap
  • But, wait, she’d understand?
  • She went to business school for a while which is astounding to him.
  • She begins to help him with his ideas and promos, and he’s so thankful
  • This girl is so strange, he’s never met anyone like her
  • He actually becomes really interested in her
  • So much so that he wants to see her more often, so he offers her a job there
  • Happily, she takes it and quits her coffee job
  • For a while, they work together and she makes him his favorite coffee without him asking
  • He really starts to like MC
  • So much so that Jaehee recommends that he ask her on a date
  • And he takes it like what that actually worked
  • And, guess what she said: “Took you long enough!” thats a yes btw
  • This boy has a lot on his mind alright
  • Always workin and hackin so coffee is his life
  • And he thinks cafes are such cute little places with cute little human beings to swarm~
  • And cute girls too
  • This one day, as he was enjoying his third coffee while bein on his nice laptop, he noticed a girl walk into the café
  • She was really pretty like oml the kind of pretty that makes you widen your eyes and try to look away to not seem like a creep
  • And Seven wasn’t any different
  • But, since he was so close, he could hear what the girl was saying
  • “How may I help you?”
  • “Um, hi… Hey, your name’s Mario. Isn’t that Italian? I heard Italians are so good at making coffee because they naturally like to espresso themselves~”
  • Omg Seven was ready to explode he spit up his coffee a little
  • “Har har…” Poor Mario where did he go wrong he just works there
  • Seven loved this girl already he had to get to know her name or something
  • “Name?”
  • “MC,” she giggled pretty girl giggle
  • Okay, okay, Seven think
  • He had a ton of great ideas, but they were lost… somewhere… in his brain
  • She had already grabbed her coffee so Seven gave up, thinking maybe it wasn’t meant to be anyways
  • Suddenly, Seven noticed the girl had placed her coffee down on his table
  • “I’m so sorry,” MC apologized, “just trying to get the keys out of my purse”
  • “No problem” Seven said with a smile don’t be stupid don’t be stupid
  • MC gave him a smile and a wave before grabbing her coffee and going to leave
  • This trainwreck grabbed his coffee and went to take a sip, but he realized “Seven” wasn’t written on his cup
  • He ran out to MC and called, “wait! Wrong coffee”
  • MC turned around and glanced at the name on her coffee before laughing nervously, “oops! Sorry!”
  • “You know…” be prepared here comes the pun “stealing someone’s coffee is called ‘mugging’, you know?”
  • She bursted out laughing nailed it
  • Seven was successfully able to ask her for her number and she happily gave it to him
  • Cafés are such quaint little spaces and V loves to take pictures of them even tho, ya know, he can’t really see
  • He usually goes to smaller cafes to limit his chances of being swarmed with fans and artists (he is famous)
  • One day, he got himself a nice cup of coffee while he began to observe his surroundings
  • Then, the magical camera was pulled out and he began to take pictures
  • Took pictures of the workers, the windows, the customers
  • At one point he pointed up to take a picture of the door, but a girl had walked in and looked at him in shock
  • She was beautiful prettier than that witch Rika that’s for sure
  • V immediately apologized, “excuse me! Just taking some pictures, don’t mind me.”
  • “Of me?” MC asked with a nervous giggle
  • “Hold that smile!” V said before finding the perfect angle and snapping a picture “very lovely.”
  • MC blushed, ‘aww, thank you, Mr…?”
  • “Call me V.” he smiled
  • “V… Um, alright.”
  • “Do you, uh… come here often?” smooth V real smooth I bet she’s never heard that one before
  • “Well, yeah. This is my favorite café.” she has, but she doesn’t mind it when it’s from this blue-haired cutie
  • “Ah… Well, I should be going. Thank you!”
  • “Bye, V.”
  • Guess which café V went to again?
  • He was obviously really hopeful in seeing MC again because MC is infinitely times better than Rika
  • Overjoyed, he sorta sees her in her cute little dress and he pulls out his camera to take a picture
  • Of course, at the perfect timing she looks up at the lens as he takes it it’s not creepy if it’s true love guys
  • She lets out a laugh and he looks embarrassed, “Sorry, I-uh…”
  • “I didn’t think you’d come back,” she smiles
  • “Well, I mean it’s a lovely little café. Perfect for pictures.”
  • “I see…” MC began to blush as she messed with her fingers, “Um, hey V? Would you say yes if I offered to buy you coffee?”
  • “I don’t see why I wouldn’t,” he’d smile, “as long as you’d help me take more pictures.”
  • “Sounds fair,” she smiled brightly.
  • I can totally see Saeran working at a small coffee shop because it’s just so calming to make all these drinks and talking to a person only a few seconds at a time
  • Especially since this boy can be really intimidating
  • I bet you he likes all the nice plants that surround the building too
  • The people can get annoying though
  • Because some actually try to start a conversation
  • MC is one of those people
  • “Hello, how are you?” she would smile
  • “What can I get you?” trying so hard to ignore this human being and do his job
  • “Um, you pick.”
  • Really. “Me?”
  • “Yeah. You,” she smiled.
  • She had such a big smile
  • “Well, alright. What’s the name?”
  • “MC.”
  • Of course, as she leaves she says his name, “thank you, Saeran.” Which doesn’t happen often to him
  • “Uh, no problem?” He hands her the coffee and she pays him
  • The day goes smoothly and Saeran thinks nothing of it
  • The next day the girl comes back, “Hello, Saeran!”
  • “Hi…” Not her again, “What can I get you?”
  • “You pick.”
  • Again, he picks and thinks nothing of it
  • But she keeps coming again and again and asks the same thing
  • He sees it as almost an attack or something he just doesn’t get it
  • “Is there something you want from me?” he’d snap
  • MC would be so calm “I don’t want anything from you. You just seem nice”
  • Her smile is just… so bright and her eyes are so sparkly
  • Saeran didn’t know what to do then
  • Nice? Nice?? Huh… She thinks he’s nice
  • “Okay,” he sighed, “well, I’ll get you your coffee”
  • This poor guy finds it so hard to say this “Have a good day”
  • MC just gives him her stupid bright smile with her eyes lighting up, “thank you! You too, Saeran”
  • After that, he starts to adjust to her
  • “Hey MC.” She’s such a nice girl she always asks him how his day is going
  • One day, he’s having a rough day and MC noticing so she buys a coffee for him too because he mentioned that it was his favorite
  • “Hope that makes your day better, Saeran”
  • Of course it does, he loves the gesture but he doesn’t show it
  • Finally one day he asks, “Uh, hey MC. Why do you come here so often to see me?”
  • “I told you I like you.”
  • “Alright, well, maybe we should actually hang out sometime?”
  • “As in a date?” happiness levels at max
  • Immediate blush, “no, just… a hangout.” yeah, a date don’t lie
  • “Of course I’d love to.”

For @sunshinetoday‘s second prompt: 102 “Do you really think I could ever replace you?” This can be read as a stand-alone or as a companion piece to this prompt.

Dana Scully is not a jealous woman. She repeats this as a mantra to herself as she takes the elevator down to her, well, Mulder’s basement office. Her name has never been on the door (and she’s never not going to be bitter about this) and right now, it really is Mulder’s office. His and Daphne’s, actually. Her name, though, is not on the door either, Mulder informed her a few weeks ago in bed. It was the first time he mentioned her. In bed. With his very pregnant wife. But, Scully reminds herself, she is not jealous. Of course not. So, Mulder has a new partner. He needs on as his current partner, Scully, is home, pregnant with their second child. Why shouldn’t he have a partner?

“Are you all right, ma'am?” The other agent in the elevator asks her tentatively. Scully has never seen her before. She’s young, probably in her early 20s. Just like Daphne. Unlike Daphne, though, who is tall and blond (not real, Scully, Mulder assured her; how he knows that, she doesn’t want to know), this agent is about her height with mousy brown hair and stylish glasses. No, wouldn’t like her as Mulder’s new partner either, she decides.

“I’m fine.” Scully snaps, her hand flinging to her belly where Mulder junior is kicking at invisible footballs. The agent is eying her stomach curiously. Mulder knocked Scully up is probably still a hot topic at the water cooler. Despite this being the second time.

“Well then, have a good day.” The elevator dings and the agent steps off. Scully is alone for the next two stops. Like always. No one likes going down to the basement, considering it a punishment. Except for Daphne, most likely. Scully huffs at her own train of thoughts. She is not jealous, damn it!

Scully waddles along the small corridor to the office. Before she’s even halfway there, she can hear soft laughter. She’d recognize Mulder’s laughter everywhere. It’s a peculiar sound so unlike him and she loves it. William’s laugh is almost exactly the same. Today, though, there’s another voice chiming in. It had to be Daphne. Scully waddles faster; as fast as she can at 8 months pregnant. Mulder children are not exactly small, and they’re not exactly lightweights either. Not that she’s complaining.

She stops in front of the door, catching her breath, gathering her thoughts. Daphne is telling Mulder something; a date gone wrong, apparently. Scully rolls her eyes as Mulder chuckles at her flat jokes. Despite the slightly ajar door, she knocks.

“Come in.” Mulder’s voice cuts through Daphne’s monologue.

“Hi.” Scully pushes the door open and when Mulder’s face lights up, relief floods her. She’s not jealous, has not been jealous, but his reaction to seeing her feels good after the day she’s had.

“Scully, hey.” He is on his feet immediately, almost running towards her, almost running into the desk, too. Mulder hugs her briefly, but tightly, as he too feels relieved upon seeing her.

“How’s the kid?” His hand lands on her belly, stroking it softly. Their child kicks once, happily, before it is quiet again. The hormones pour out of Scully as she watches Mulder’s face transform; he’s not looking at her, is mesmerized by her stomach and the human life they created inside of it. This time he got to experience it all; the good, the bad and the horny.

“The kid seems good.” This grin is for her and just for her. There are no words right now that she could tell him. Scully is afraid to open her mouth just in case she starts crying. Mulder is well acquainted with hormonal Scully, however, she doesn’t need Daphne to get to know her as well.

“How’s kid number one?” Mulder asks, his hand still on her protruding stomach, still gently stroking. Has he forgotten they’re not alone down here? He’s blocking Scully’s view and she can’t even see Daphne, who has gone completely quiet.

“With my mother. Since he’s refusing to let me cut his hair, she’s taking him to a professional hairdresser,” Mulder raises his eyebrows, “Don’t ask me. I told her that three year olds don’t need professional haircuts, but apparently I was overruled.”

“Uhm, Mulder?” Scully forces herself not to roll her eyes upon Daphne’s intrusion, but something in her face must have twitched, because Mulder is giving her an amused look before he turns to his partner.

“Sorry, Daphne. May I introduce you to Agent Dana Scully,” he steps away from her, taking his hand of her belly, “and Scully this is Agent Daphne Cartelli, my new partner since you’re hatching junior.” Mulder doesn’t catch it, but Scully does; the moment of pure happiness when Mulder calls her his partner. Scully extends her hand, polite as ever, and even manages to put on a smile. Standing in front of this woman now, she feels even smaller and yes, fat.

“Nice to finally meet you, Agent Scully. Mulder’s been telling me so much about you!” Her smile seems genuine, even if she shows too much (and a too perfect set of) teeth. Their whiteness almost blinds Scully. Just like the shiny texture of her very blond, very long hair.

“He does talk a lot.”

“Very funny, Scully. So what bring you here? Did you decide to help with the case after all?” Mulder had asked for her insight late last night. Too tired to think clearly she’d merely told him that she’d think about it. Of course the case couldn’t be further from her mind. Still, she nods and a huge grin is her reward.

“You’ll love this, Daphne,” Scully cringes; Mulder using the other woman’s first name seems too intimate, “Scully’s a woman of science. She’s got a plausible explanation for everything.” There’s pride in his voice, Scully realizes, her heart beating faster.

“Ah, that's… great,” Daphne replies, an uncertain look on her face, “I guess I better go get the files from AD Skinner then?” Now her voice is just as bewildered; her eyes seeking approval from Mulder, who nods at her.

“It’s currently under review,” she mumbles, her face blushing slightly, and Scully feels sympathy for her, “I’ll be right back.” The younger agent’s quick footsteps soon turn into background noise before they disappear entirely.

“So, are you feeling all right? Come on, sit down, Scully.” His hand on the small of her back, he leads her to the desk. The poor thing creaks when she sits down on it. Mulder grins.

“It’s not funny, Mulder.”

“You’re just so adorable, Scully.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re not here because of the case, are you?”

“Why else would I be here?” She counters defensively.

“Hm, maybe to see my new partner? The one who called our houses several times last night?” There’s no way to stop the blush from spreading. It starts on her chest, hidden from view, and wanders up quickly into her cheeks.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“No, of course you don’t,” he chuckles, his hands on her thighs, his face close to hers, “You know she’s just here temporarily, right?” Scully nods, not looking at him, and watching his hands instead. She puts her own atop his, feeling the warmth of them, the strength.

“Good. She’s just here so I don’t have to do all of it myself. So I can be home more with you and Will.” Again, Scully nods.

“Then why are you jealous?”

“I am not jealous, Mulder.”

“Oh really?”

“Yes, really,” she mocks him, “I am not a jealous person.”

“Of course not,” Mulder leans forward and kisses her nose, “Let me just assure you that you have nothing to worry about, all right? Do you really think I could ever replace you?” His lips find hers, making it impossible for her to answer.

“Mulder…” Scully tries, but opening her mouth is just an excuse for his tongue to find hers, and she forgets what she was going to say. She forgets everything.

“Oh, I am so sorry!” Daphne appears in the doorway, Mulder and Scully guiltily breaking apart. At least she’s guilty; Mulder is just grinning and not taking his hands away from her hips.

“Should I go take my lunch break?” She asks, barely able to look at them.

“That might be a good idea.” They can hear Daphne laugh softly when she leaves and closes the door behind her.