the first song is loud heads up

One of my absolute favorite things about Young Justice is the mind link. Seriously, just imagine all of the crazy stuff the team can do when they can actually read each other’s minds during a mission:  

- Infinite Rickrolls 
- Wally making an obvious effort to not call Robin “Dick” when they’re linked and getting really frustrated   
- Being spoiled about Christmas presents and surprise parties 
- When one member gets hurt everyone feels it 
- Dick and Wally trying to see how loud they can scream in their minds until Kaldur starts yelling at them  
- Something blows up and everyone simultaneously goes “same" 
- Everyone cringing when Conner and M'gann have really loud dirty thoughts about each other 
- Hearing Kaldur mentally sigh at least fifteen times a mission 
- When one person has a song stuck in their head, everyone gets the song in their head  
- This of course leads to the entire team becoming a silent choir as they all mentally belt out Let It Go together while beating up bad guys 
- When Raquel first joined, they learned that ”??????“ makes an actual sound in ones head 
- Zatanna thinking backwards and giving everyone a headache 
- They even linked up Wolf once just to see what it was like and they heard weird stuff like “Boy? Boy is bird?? He is puppy??? Need cuddles??? Must protect!!!” “Superboy!💗💗💗💗 Human! Best human! Best human in whole world!” “I good boy?? Treats????” “BANE BAD. KILL BANE. HE HURT BABIES?!?!?! BITE. BITE. BITE!!! I TREATS??? I DID GOOD??????” It was definitely a learning experience about how dogs work, and they also learned about how Wolf sees Robin as a small puppy in need of protection, so that was fun to tease him about.  
- Conner screams even in his mind 
- There is no privacy whatsoever, so that’s how the team learned things about each other that they will definitely regret knowing 
- Artemis and Wally flirting all the time just to make everyone uncomfortable
- Falling asleep on stakeouts leads to seeing each other’s dreams and even interacting in them
- Once Wally had a nightmare about his father and everyone saw it, though Wally had no idea and was confused when they spent the rest of the week being really nice to him
- On really traumatic missions, sometimes one member will get flashbacks and all of them see it too  
- Dick singing Bohemian Rhapsody for five hours straight 
- The team learning that M'gann curses like a sailor in her head  
- Kaldur mentally goes “WTF” so many times they lost count 
- Silently judging everyone together 

I just really love the mind link concept okay? 

it ain't me // dylan o'brien

Summary: Dylan doesn’t realize how much he loves Y/N until it’s too late

Requested: no, based off of this song

Pairing: Dylan & Y/N

Warning: yes, mature language, themes and smut


The envelope had remained untouched on the counter for nearly a week.

Every time he looked at the stupid piece of white paper an immense pain clouded over him like he lived in Seattle and there was no chance of him ever seeing the sun again.

The only thing she had left behind was the letter and a cardboard box with his name scribbled across the front in her messy handwriting.

The two objects had been taunting him for the past week, surely collecting dust by now.

As he took another sip from the bottle clutched tightly in his hand, the cool amber liquid provided him with a small amount of relief he was craving.

Extending his legs onto the coffee table, he squinted his eyes as he flipped through the channels, the only source of light in his dark apartment being that of the muted television he had been staring at for the past 3 days.

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Royalty : Conor Maynard Smut

requested by @iwanttoleavethisworld​ :)

“Change the song Joe!” Caspar asked as some slow song started playing throughout Joe’s apartment.

You were spending your Friday night with your friends, all chilling at Joe’s. It was you, Joe, Caspar, Jack, Conor, Josh and a few girls that Jack and Joe had invited. The night consisted of music, alcohol and lots of drinking games.

The time now was around 1am and everyone was pretty drunk, including you. Looking around the room, you noticed everyone was lacking energy now. Jack was sat with a girl, whispering in her ear which made her laugh. Conor was sat on a chair near the TV, Joe had bought some more chairs down so that everyone could sit down.

As you watched Conor take a sip of his wine, you sighed. He was so attractive, you both fucked on a regular basis but it was never anything more. The worst thing was that he always ignored you in front of the boys, they all guessed that you two didn’t really get along. Conor made you so angry, he really did, but also so horny at the same time.

Conor’s face lit up as Joe changed the song. It was his own song, Royalty - you instantly recognised it.

“Cor, get this shit off!” Jack said, making everyone laugh.

“Let him have his moment, Jack. Filming the music video for this was the closest Conor’s ever been to a lap dance.” Joe snorted.

“Is that actually true, Conor?” Caspar asked seriously.

Conor instantly froze, and so did you.

“Um… No.” He ran a hand through his hair.

“When the hell have you had a lap dance?” Jack asked in disbelief.

You started to feel a bit embarrassed so you just looked down at your drink, stirring it with the straw. Everyone was slurring their words, due to the amount of alcohol that had been consumed tonight.

“I had one once before sex. Conor shrugged, trying to get Jack off his back.

“Bullshit. Who would give you a lap dance?” Jack shook his head.

“Yeah, prove it Conor.” Josh added.

There was a moment of silence before you heard your name leave Conor’s lips, making your heart beat super fast. Looking up, your eyes met his.

“It’s true.” You said quickly to the boys.

“How would you kn- Wait… You two?” Jack quickly figured it out.

“Holy shit!” Caspar said excitedly.

“Y/N giving Conor a lap dance, damn, that is something i’d love to see.” Joe announced with drooped eyes. The alcohol was talking.

You felt a little awkward, and so you looked back at Conor. He was staring at you with pleading eyes. You instantly knew what he wanted. Looking over to Joe, you nodded, hoping that he would clock on.

Standing up, you felt the alcohol take over your body as you pulled your skirt off, leaving you in just a shirt, bra and underwear.

“Start the song from the beginning.” You told Joe as you walked over to Conor.

Everyone began to cheer as the song replayed and you placed your hands on Conor’s shoulders.

You took Conor’s drink out of his hands and placed it on the side before swaying your hips to the music in front of him. Conor opened his legs and you stepped closer to him, moving your hips as sexily as you could.

Due to the fact that you were a dancer, you knew what you were doing. And due to the fact you have been with Conor many times, you knew how to drive him crazy.

“This is so hot.” You heard Joe. Everyone else was shouting things but due to the music you could only hear Joe as he was the closest.

Conor’s eyes never left your moving body, he sat back and let you do your thing. You moved your hands all over your body, up to your hair and down your body slowly.

Turning around, you moved your ass sexily in front of Conor. He always told you how much he loved your ass, and as you moved you felt his hand make contact with the bare skin with a slap. This turned you on so much as everyone let out woo’s.

As you turned around, you pulled your top over your head revealing your new matching set of underwear. You felt sexy. As you looked down at Conor, you could tell he was majorly turned on right now as he looked up at you with lust in his eyes.

Shifting onto him, he instantly held you by your ass, pulling you closer to him. As soon as you came into contact with his clothed crotch, Conor grunted.

Everyone was cheering in the background, encouraging you.

You grinned at Conor’s reaction to you. You circled your hips, rocking back and forth to the beat of the song as your gripped his shoulders. You pushed your core deeper onto his crotch, feeling the hardening member underneath - you had to bite your lip to try and hold in a moan. You grinded on him hard, opening your legs a bit wider every time you pushed your hips.

Conor looked down at your breasts, licking his lips. You knew he wanted you. Bad. As you continued to moved your hips onto his body, you realised everyone had gone fairly silent.

As you looked over your shoulder, you noticed Jack had a girl on his lap, kissing her hungrily. Josh was in a similar situation as he was now too busy with a girl. Joe and Caspar were still watching, smirks on their faces and bulges in their trousers.

“I really want to fuck you. Here.” Conor growled at you as the song came to and end.

Your hands went to your back, unclipping your bra and throwing it to the ground. You were very aware that you were getting naked in front of Conor’s friends but the thought of being fucked in front of people was turning you on more than ever.

“Please do.” You moaned at Conor’s words, your fingers unbuttoning the white shirt Conor was wearing.

You pushed the shirt off his shoulders. He looked so fucking hot right now. You were soaked and your core was aching for him.

“Y/N.” Conor squeaked as you continued to grind against him. “Please, I need to be inside of you.”

You knew what he needed. As quickly as you could, you moved your underwear to the side as Conor unzipped his trousers, reaching in to pull out his hard length. You both weren’t even thinking about the other people in the room that were watching, just too turned on by each other.

Conor let his cock free and your mouth watered as you looked down at it. Shifting a bit, you sank down onto him - hissing at the way it filled you up as much. He groaned, and shoved his hips up, making you swallow his whole cock in a quick thrust. You gripped onto Conor’s shoulders, throwing your head back as you let out a loud moan.

You noticed that the song now playing was now black beatles, and oddly it worked. Conor’s eyes slowly scanned over your body and as his eyes met with your thighs, his face dropped.

You realised what it was - your scars. You didn’t want Conor to see those at all. You did the first thing that came into your mind and crashed your lips against his.

He kissed you back slowly, with passion. He gripped your hips as he pulled away.

“Y/N, you’re beautiful. All of you.” He whispered as your foreheads rested together.

You almost did it. You almost admitted your feelings for him in that moment. The words ‘I love you’ almost left your lips - but they didn’t.

Conor then placed his hands behind his head, resting against the chair and you obeyed. You moved your hips, sliding them in and out, the tip of his cock in just before pushing yourself down to swallow his girth.

“God…” He breathed out, his hands coming forward, wanting to grip on something - anything. You guided his hands to place them on your breasts and he instantly gripped onto them, massaging and attaching his mouth to one of your nipples.

The sensation caused you to moan out.

“Oh, Conor…”

“Go faster, baby.” He panted as he pulled away.

Your hips slammed on his groin fast, but sharp. His cock was poking your g-spot and you clawed his chest as he threw his head back in a moan. Conor thrusted up, so that his whole tip can hit directly at your g-spot, and your hands gripped onto his shoulders.

He was coated in a layer of sweat, as well as the other boys were but you didn’t even notice them. You felt his release coming close. He twitched in you, and you rode him faster, wanting your release as well. After a few more thrusts, you exploded onto him, triggering his own release.

He held your hips, thrusting up, burying himself deep into you. As Conor released, he groaned and moaned out your name for all of the boys to hear.

When you both were finished, you wrapped your arms around his neck and he pulled you into him as you both caught you breaths.

When you finally got off of him, you turned around to see something you would have never thought would happen. Jack was in the same position you and Conor were in just moments ago, a girl was on top of him riding his bare cock. Josh was still staring at you with hooded eyes as a girl had a hand in his boxers, pumping at his length.

Joe was nowhere to be seen but Caspar was in the same place, his cock out for everyone to see as he pleasured himself with his hand and the sight of you.

“Fucking hell, Y/N, look what you did to our friends.” Conor laughed as he pinched your ass.


The next morning

When you walked into Joe’s kitchen the next morning, you were beyond nervous.

“Here she is!” Jack announced as you walked in, wearing Conor’s button-up shirt that you had wore to bed last night.

Everyone’s eyes went to you but they were all smiling. Conor was sat on a stool, his eyes going up and down your body as he admired the sight of you in his shirt.

“Come here, babe.” Conor shift on the stool and held his arms out to you.

As you walked over to him, he pulled you in for a hug.

“Y/N we’ve all agreed not to bring up last night ever again.” Joe told you, sipping from his mug.

“Good.” You replied, staying close to Conor.

“Although, we all also agreed that we’d all love to fuck you too.” Caspar added, making your cheeks flush.

“I don’t think so.” Conor shook his head, wrapping his arms around your waist.

anonymous asked:

BIRD BIRD BIRD I JUST THOUGHT OF AN AU IDEA ok ok mind reader michael. jeremy is in class one day, thinkin dirty thoughts as per the usual, and he suddenly gets paranoid like we all do when we do that shit and he thinks "if anyone in here is a mind reader, cough if you can hear me." and he. he hears a cough. and jeremy freezes and turns around to face michael mell, this kid he's had a crush on for a while but never talked to, and he thinks "cough if you can hear me," again. (cont)

EDIT: anon is @transtarks!!!! this au baby was created first and foremost in his wonderful brain

oh my GOD!!! wow so im very in love with mind reader!michael. before tackling that hilarious scenario, theres like. so much to explore here

  • MICHAEL who can READ MINDS. in ur sitch, you imply that he cant talk back into minds, which is just so lonely, i think. he’ll learn pretty early that what he’s got isn’t Normal after many instances of him answering questions that werent asked or him knowing things he shouldnt. his mom needs to sit him down and tell him that they’re a little different. not bad. just different. but that other people dont like this and you have to be quiet about it.
  • which michael find endlessly unfair. he has to be the quiet one when he has to deal with the constant chatter of minds all around him that never stops? it sucks, but he’s read enough xmen to understand why.
  • but it is NOISY. his headphones are godsend and music does a lot to help, but those can only go so far in drowning out the noise.
  • some thoughts are quiet and michael needs to strain to hear the words past the soft murmurs. things like his mom making a grocery list in her head or some kid he passed by on the sidewalk counting red cars as they drove by. mundane things are quiet, but the more emotional they get, the louder they become. happy thoughts are loud thoughts, but so are angry ones and terrified ones.
  • and it doesnt just equate to sound. to a certain degree, michael can feel thoughts, if they are strong enough. which is pretty much hell on michael’s senses. happy thoughts feel nice, but too much is overwhelming. dont even get him started on negative thoughts. those feel like bile and nails against a chalkboard.
  • against all odds, michael gets used to it. he finds his own ways to cope with the side effects of being plugged in to everybody else’s mind, but the one thing he couldnt deal with was the loneliness.
  • constantly, he feels like he’s intruding. while mind reading comes with so many cons, michael sees himself at an unfair advantage concerning everybody else. after all, he knows things about people before they say it. sometimes he knows things about people that they maybe didnt want anybody to know. it’s hard to make friends in that kind of situation.
  • and it’s really hard not being able to tell anybody at all.


  • oh boy okay so. michael probably knows jeremy. not knows-him-as-a-friend, but he’s heard his mind before. jeremy’s head is…a bit of a mess.
  • (see, michael has come across a lot of minds in his life. some minds are more organized than others. some are bustling with energy while others a bit more subdued. some are bright and others are so dark michael has to stop himself from crying in public. often, he wonders what his mind looks like, but he cant really trust his mom when she only says nice things because she’s his mom. )
  • anyway, jeremy’s mind is like being inside a washing machine. things tumbling everywhere. jeremy’s head does not shut up. ever. the kid is always thinking about stuff like “oh, im walking pretty weird, i gotta fix that” or “she’s looking at me. what did i do? is there something on my face? is it my face?” or, and this one pops up a lot it makes michael’s heart hurt, “i wish i wasnt like this”
  • (so many times, michael almost speaks to jeremy out of nowhere to just. compliment the guy. he’s really not as bad as he thinks himself out to be. jeremy’s head might be self destructing 24/7, but he’s a good person. and he’s cute too WHATEVER. but michael is pretty sure that if he tells jeremy that his hair is nice, jeremy will spiral into paranoia where he’ll think michael is fucking with him. so michael doesnt say anything. he just silently hopes that maybe jeremy gets a day or two where his mind can stop beating himself up over every tiny thing)
  • michael gets to know jeremy’s anxiety before he gets to know jeremy, and thats mostly because in addition to never shutting up, jeremy’s brain is also very loud. maybe it has something to do with how jeremy is always on edge, but michael doesnt know. what he does know is that jeremy heere, professional anxious teenager, decides to spend this math class just thinking about sex. LOUDLY.
  • it starts with a stray thought about the porn jeremy watched last night then it spirals into various random fantasies and michael wants to jump out the window. not because any of it is weird!!! but just because this is WAY TOO PERSONAL. michael tries his best to concentrate on parabolas, but jeremy throws up an image of GAHHH!! he tries to concentrate on trisha in the front row who’s got a bad case of song-stuck-in-head, which is the next best thing to real music but then jeremy goddamn heere derails him with LOUD MOANING. (which might??? be his????)
  • record scratch. jeremy’s head goes eerily quiet. then, very deliberately, he thinks “ if anyone in here is a mind reader, cough if you can hear me.”
  • it’s RIDICULOUS but it’s also the first time he’s ever been addressed in this way. it’s kind of incredible, and all the “dont tell anybody” momentarily disappears in the face of jeremy “sex thoughts” heere talking to him using his head.
  • so he coughs. and jeremy turns his head. they make eye contact and michael very deliberately starts coughing.
  • jeremy’s head is quiet for a tense few seconds
  • then jeremy thinks, “well fuck”

and thus starts the very awkward beginning of michael and jeremy’s friendship. the possibilities for this are endless but this answer is already too long khfkjdfh

Caught by your linen eyes, let them fool

This is for the lovely and incomparable @inbetweenwars, who, when they heard that I’ve been too sick to work and couldn’t manage to buy @essiecorking‘s fanbook, ‘an invincible love’, offered to buy me it as a gift. I’ve truly never met another person willing to do something so selfless for somebody they’ve never met, and only to cheer me up and bring happiness that they won’t benefit from, so due to the fact that they will not take payment of any kind, here is a small kagehina fic dedicated to them <333 I feel it’s not enough to convey my endless gratitude and how touched I am by your actions, but nevertheless.

This is the promised third year kagehina, as they discuss the future and finally realise their dumb feelings for one another. I call it ‘fluff without plot’, which translates as FWP, which also sounds like a noise Hinata would make.

2K, teen & up audiences <33

Title from a beautiful song, Colourway by Novo Amor

“How do you think we’ll see each other?” Hinata asks, after he’s taken out the ice lolly from his mouth with a loud, sloppily satisfying slurp.

Kageyama turns his head on the grass, his own lollipop freezing in mid-air as he frowns over at Hinata. “What do you mean?” He asks. “We’re seeing each other right now, dumbass.”

Hinata tsks in the back of his throat, something he’s taught himself to do in order to appear more authoritative to the first years. “No, bakageyama.” He sighs, long-suffering, as if he’s dealing with another one of the new recruits that Hinata has to teach how to catch a ball. “How do you think we’ll see one another when we’re older?”

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i hope she knows i want to…

hold her hand
stay up late with her watching movies until she falls asleep in my lap
take her bike riding and go on picnics
laugh together until we cry
share secrets at 2am
sing our favorite songs as loud as we can stare at her for hours
tell her how literally gorgeous she is
travel the world with her and go on crazy adventures
have her come to me when she needs a shoulder to cry on
make her feel wanted and important
see her face light up at my gift
write poems to her
paint pictures of us
tell her the entire story of how i fell head first in love with her

brandnewbarelybroken  asked:

Ok, but just for fun, imagine the next Jungkook cover we get is Thinking Out Loud by Ed Shareen. Just imagine for a second. Kookmin.

omg i’m so sorry but whenever i think of that song i now think of Killing Stalking memes (no spoilers but uhhh first line resonates in my head)

BUT YES. THAT WAS THE JIKOOK SONG FOR FMVs WHEN IT FIRST CAME OUT AND I JUST askdjfaskdjfaskfd it suits them so much ;-;

An eternal love that transcends both time and the mortal body that’s just…that’s the goal isn’t it? ;P 

Besides, we’ve always firmly believed that whether or not they end up together in this life, they will in some life so yes.

but maybe…just maybe…in this life…

…they fell in love in mysterious ways?

maybe even with the touch of the hand? (just maybe.) 

And I’m pretty sure they certainly fall in love with each other every single day

and maybe I’m thinking out loud but, is there actually a chance they found love, right where they are…? :o


 maybe ^^

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a/n: woo it’s been a hot minute since i’ve updated this one. it’s only 3K words but shit goes d o w n um i hope y’all like it. i’m a little rusty on this one, so like if it doesn’t flow with the vibes of the previous parts i’m sorry it’s just been like 7 years lmao. feedback and constructive criticism is highly encouraged. <3


Tonight is the first show at the O2 in London, and Shawn is riddled with nerves. He’s bouncing around, drinking tons of water, and peeing every 5 minutes. You’ve tried everything you can to calm him down, but now you’ve just given up and have plopped yourself on the couch to watch him pace around the floor.

“Shawn, everyone’s going to love the song! There’s no need to be any more nervous tonight than the other shows.” You explain, trying to ease him, since his pacing is starting to stress you out.

Shawn runs his hands through his hair. “Y/n, the song literally just released! ‘There’s Nothing Holdin’ Me Back’ is now my opener! What if everyone hates it and it ruins the mood for the rest of the show? Plus, I’ve never sung it live before—my voice is going to crack and I’ll probably forget the words!”

Shawn walks over and sits on the couch next to you, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. You take the opportunity to swing your leg over and straddle him, resting your hands on his firm shoulders. His head perks up and his eyes snap open like he wasn’t expecting it, but he rests his hands on your hips instinctively.

“Listen to me,” You start, now that you’ve got his attention.  “Everyone loves the song, and the fans probably already know all of the words, so if you forget, let them take over like usual. And you know as well as I do that they love when your voice cracks. Just breathe and trust yourself—you’ve got this.”

Shawn lets out a deep breath and nods, accepting your words. Josiah comes in and tells you that it’s time to go get in your positions for the start of the show, so you give Shawn a quick kiss on the cheek and start to get off him, but he pulls you by the hips back onto him.

“I need my good luck kiss,” He whispers, and you giggle, happily obliging. He places his lips on yours, gently at first before moving his hand up to your cheek, pulling you deeper into the kiss.

You pull back before you let things get too heated, causing Shawn to let out a small whine. “Have fun out there, Rockstar,” You tell him as you hop off of his lap and grab your camera bag, “See you after the show!”

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I actually headcanon that Kraglin not only really likes Peter’s music – or music in general – but also can dance quite well.

He basically grew up with Peter, and Peter dances even in dangerous situations, so he probably did it half of the time while on duty on the Eclector – there surely has been a time when Peter, cute and childish and all big pout and puppy’s eyes, managed to get Kraglin to dance with him. And after that, it just kind of stuck with Kraglin, and he’s really quite good at it, and proud of it, too.

Not that the others would believe that. Seeing that Drax was already wrong once about who dances and who doesn’t, and Rocket claims to be a pro at being an a-hole, the first reaction to Peter pointing out that Kraglin can dance (quickly followed by Kraglin’s “An’ why are ye tellin’ them that now, Pete?!”) is disbelieving glances and loud snorts.


“What? Kraglin?!”

“He can dance!” Peter insists, close to feeling personally insulted – he taught the older, after all. He interrupts his protest to grimace as Drax almost breathes his drink up his nose in laughter. “Ew, gross.”

“’s okay, Pete,” Kraglin mumbles, feeling slightly uncomfortable as both Groot and Mantis look at him with wide, amazed eyes, as if it’s something really super cool that he can dance. Which he can, mind you. No matter how much Rocket almost doubles over in laughter and Drax slaps the table’s surface.

“It’s not okay, dude,” Peter slaps the older’s upper arm, ignoring Kraglin’s scrunched-up nose at that gesture. “You don’t gotta act like it’s okay when they are being a-holes, we’re not ice-cold, uncaring Ravagers, after all – present former Ravagers are obviously excluded from the ice-cold part, too.”  

“I’m not even trying to be an a-hole!” Rocket insists, still cackling as he wheezes out his words. “I just think… he would rather stumble over his way too long legs instead of really dancing, you know!”

They burst into laughter again, even when Gamora glares at them and Groot protests “I am Groot!”

“Aw man, come on, I’m not being mean, I’m saying the truth!”

“I have to agree with the raccoon,” Drax pipes up, wiping his eyes. “Kraglin is a good companion, but not an imbecile like you, Quill.”

“Gee, thanks, man, much appreciated,” Peter drawls.

“I’m just stating that I cannot imagining our new friend fidgeting around like you do, claiming it to be a sort of dance.”

“Okay, now I’m really feeling insulted over here.”

Peter is starting to frown much like Kraglin is used to see from him and his old Capt’n – that downwards-curl of lips while blowing out his cheeks, eyebrows furrowed. All a clear sign that Peter will get seriously pissed any moment now, or start sulking. Or both.

And to be quite honest, Kraglin may or may not be slightly pissed himself that he’s being underestimated that badly. So he makes a quick decision, thinking that he will just blame Peter later if he is going to embarrass himself now.

“Pete, hold my beer.”

“Huh? Okay,” the younger scrambles to do as told, gaze flicking from the tankard in his hands to Kraglin, who is shrugging off the upper part of his jumpsuit. A wide grin eliminates the upcoming frown in an instant. “You’re showing them? Sweet! Go kick some ass!”

“’m gonna kick yer ass if they start laughin’ at me ‘gain,” Kraglin grumbles, though he pats Groot’s head when the little tree looks seriously worried about the threat.

“Dully noted.”

“But smiling is okay, right?” Mantis pipes up as she takes Kraglin’s jacket, looking equally worried and excited for what was to come.

“Smiling is more than okay, bug,” Kraglin assures her, stretching before aiming for the free space in the middle of the room.

Gamora is the first to notice that something is going on, by the way Peter is beaming like a giant sun as he runs to turn on the music as loud as possible, searching for a song that is good for dancing. Groot and Mantis are already fascinated like little children, watching Kraglin’s every move as he taps his foot and waits to find a good rhythm.

Gamora smiles to herself and settles back, deciding to watch the show. Perhaps it will shut up the laughing guys next to her.


And oh, how she’s right about that. She has never seen Rocket’s mouth snap shut so quickly, or Drax eyes go quite that wide in disbelief.

And if Mantis and Groot all but hang onto Kraglin, wanting to learn to dance, too, and Peter uses the loud distraction to pull Gamora to her feet to get her to dance with him and bellows over to Rocket and Drax to try it, too, and the evening ends in a chaos as everybody tries and not all of them succeed to dance as if they have any idea how to do it… Well. Gamora sure isn’t going to complain about it.

Birthday Secret [Jason Todd x Reader]

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY JO @memento-scribet !!!!! I saw your day wasn’t the best but I hope this may make you feel a bit better. It has your two favorite things, Jason and French Fries! I hope the rest of your special day is the all time greatest! Love you!! <33


It was that time of the year again. A very special day had made an appearance, your birthday! The amazing day that you came into this world, and Jason was grateful for this day more than anyone. Who knows where he’d be without you around?… Don’t answer that.

Any who, Jason had to do something special for you. He loves you to the moon and back, but how could he show that to you?

That’s when the light bulb turned on. Oh, did he have a plan, a very very special plan.

As you slept that morning Jason slipped out of bed quietly getting ready to put his plan into motion. However you were still passed out, completely unbeknownst to his absence.

Before the sunlight began to stream in through the windows, lightly pulling you awake. You probably would’ve fallen back asleep if you hadn’t heard the sound of a pan falling to the floor and a string of expletives run out of a certain boyfriend’s mouth.

Laughing you got out of bed and found him with a hand over his mouth, having tried to stop himself. He was hunched over picking up the pan in question. Though it didn’t take him long to give you an innocent smile.

“Whatcha doin?” asking with a certain childish tone. Raising an eyebrow at him with a grin across your face.

“Just making my beautiful girlfriend her birthday breakfast.” He stood up and walked over to you. Wrapping his arms around your waist and yours went around his neck. “Happy birthday” he said before kissing you. Making the smile on your lips grow wider. But you pulled away much to his dismay, “Finish making breakfast. I’m hungry” you laughed before pushing him away.

He only chuckled and shook his head before returning to the meal. You sat up on the counter and watched him. “So what should we do today?” asking as he continued.

“I actually have a few things planned.” He answered while focusing on flipping a pancake. “Like what?”

“I was thinking maybe go to the bookstore, then just take a walk before getting lunch. After that maybe head to the movies and catch that movie you’ve been wanting to see before dinner.” listing the idea he had for the day.

“Beauty and the Beast?!” You smiled widely and he nodded. “I think that sounds like a fantastic day.”

He plated the food before picking them both up. “Yup, so are you planning on eating there or are you going to come to the table like us normal people.”

Rolling your eyes you hopped down saying, “You sound like my mother.” Making him laugh, how you love that laugh.

Both sitting down to eat, randomly talking about things. Him saying he won’t have patrol or anything for the night and that he’s all yours. Making you beam at him.

When finished Jason cleaned up the dishes as you went to get ready for the day. It didn’t take you too long to shower, get dressed, and do your make-up.

When so, you both set out for the book store. Deciding to walk, though when Jason noticed a shiver go through you he detached his hand from yours and instead wrapped an arm around you. Pulling you into his side.

Keeping you warm until entering the small bookstore near your home. The both of you browsing the shelves together, eventually breaking away from the other. You had gone off to find a book you were dying to read recently. Upon finding you slid it from it’s spot and headed over to the cashier.

However, when you took out your money to pay it was plucked from your grasp. “No way” a voice you recognized as Jason say. Turning to see him hand his card to the cashier, “It’s your birthday, you’re not paying for anything.”

“Jay I could’ve paid for it” crossing your arms over your chest. “Not on your birthday” smirking while taking his card back. “Now come on let’s go for that walk” taking your free hand and leading you out of the store.

The walk turned out to be rather short as both your stomach’s growling interrupted it. Your walk ending at a nearby diner with the most amazing milkshakes. You ordering your favorite flavor and Jason saying he’d just steal some of yours. After ordering your lunch, Jason having made sure there were extra fries, you both enjoyed the milkshake. You also explained what the premise of the book you had just gotten was.

“I’ll have to read it when you finish, it sounds good.” he smiled, holding your hand from across the table. “Yeah I honestly think you’ll like it a lot.” taking another sip of the shake.

“Yeah I –” Though his sentence was cut short by his phone ringing. He pulled it from his pocket and checked the screen, “It’s Dick I have to take this really quick. I’ll be back in two seconds” saying as he slid out of the booth. As he left you cracked open the book to start it as he took the call.

“Hey Jay, so we’ve got things going pretty smoothly here. Roy just went out with Kori to get the cake but everything should be set for after the movie. Just wanted to give you an update.” Dick’s cheery voice spoke on the other end of the call.

“Great, glad to here. She’s going to love it.” Jason smiled, his voice almost sounding as happy as Dick’s. Which honestly surprised his brother.

“Yeah, any suspicion going on at that end?”

“Nope, we’re all good. But I’ve got to get back, thanks for the update” Jason said quickly before ending the call.

When he came back he found you already eating one of the many baskets of fries and your nose in the book. He sat down across from you again “Any good?” he asked, which had startled you.

“Sorry” he laughed “I didn’t mean to scare you” taking your hand again. “It’s okay, everything alright with Dick?”

“Yeah, he just had a question. But let’s eat I’m starving” picking up some fries himself.

The both of you didn’t really talk much while eating because you were both rather hungry. But finishing in time to catch a showing of Beauty and the Beast that Jason had planned for. During the movie he had his arm around you the entire time, occasionally hearing you hum along to familiar songs.

When it was over you had the biggest smile on your face, ranting about how good it was. So caught up in your own talking you hadn’t realized you were almost back to your humble abode. “I thought we were going to dinner?”

“We are I was just going to drive because of how cold it’s supposed to get tonight. And I want to stop by the Manor really quick to grab somethings.” taking note of how you could see his and your own breath due to the dropping temperature. “Yeah good idea”

Hopping in the passenger seat of Jason’s car you picked out the music. Saying how it was your birthday and it was only fair. Jason raised his hands in defeat and let you blare your playlist. Of which you both jammed to the entire ride.

Sadly having to end one of your favorite songs halfway through because you pulled up to the Manor. Both getting out of the car and walking up to the door. Jason using his key to get in, you found it strange to find a certain Alfred missing. Though you pushed the thought out of your head, figuring he was helping Bruce in the cave or something.

Walking in to find the Manor dark and motionless. Where was everyone?

Walking in farther, going into the living room first. But you about jumped out of your skin when the lights all turned on and everyone yelled a loud ‘SURPRISE!’ at you. You basically jumped into Jason’s arms before letting out a laugh.

“Holy Shit guys! What? Who?” confusedly asking while looking at all the familiar faces of your and Jay’s family and friends.

“Give ya one guess” Roy nodded to a certain boyfriend behind you. Turning to find Jason with a smug smirk on his face. “So that’s why you were so organized today” hitting his arm.

“Ow, that’s what I get for throwing you a party?” Fake wincing at the blow. “No that’s what you get for scaring the hell out of me” laughing before continuing “This is what you get for the party” pulling his lips to yours. Getting a whistle from who you assumed was Roy.

Pulling away you began to hug everyone there. A wide smile on your face as Jason just watched contently. Happy to see you enjoying yourself. “Not bad little bro” Dick placed a hand on Jason’s shoulder. “She really brings out your soft side” this time teasing.

Jason rolled his eyes before laughing. “Yeah, maybe you should take some advice from us. Perhaps you’ll actually keep a girlfriend” he answered back.

“Ouch” Dick winced before laughing.

Upon leaving Dick, Jason came up behind you and wrapped his arms around you. “Having fun?” whispering in your ear. Giggling you answered “Yeah, the chili cheese fry table was a nice touch” turning to face him.

He smiled, “Good birthday?” resting his forehead on yours.

You kissed him after giving him a beaming smile and answering “the best.”  

MY I [Jun]

GUYS! I’m not dead!!!!!!!! 😂

Soulmate AU: When your soulmate is listening to a song, you are also able to hear it. The closer you are, the louder it gets.
You mentally cursed your soulmate. Hearing the words “MY I~ I~ I~” on repeat. Always hearing it stop and then restart at certain times. It was 2 am for crying out loud! You had an exam, and at this rate you wouldn’t get any sleep! Dragging yourself out of your bed, toward your dorm kitchen in hopes of finding the relief of food. Heating up water, and grabbing a mug for tea. You heard it again.

“What the heck…” You muttered to yourself. You had to admit, the lyrics were great and the melody was nice. Hearing it on repeat at different parts just drove you crazy. “I swear to God!” You yelled at nothing. At that, the music seemed to stop. Sighing in relief. Was your soulmate a crazed fan of a song or what? You had heard other songs, but never made the effort to look them up.

A distant sound of a phone ringing pulled you away from your thoughts. Bringing it to your ear, “What do you want?” You sighed at your friend. “Y/N, WHY ARE YOU AWAKE?! Never mind that, SEVENTEEN’s comeback is soon and I’m not ready! My camera is broken, and I absolutely NEED to borrow yours.” She quickly hurried. “My camera?” You half asleep self had to register it. “Yes! You have that new one don’t you?” She asked. “I have an extra ticket to the SEVENTEEN album showcase. If you let me borrow your camera, I’ll let you come with me!” She bargained.

“You know I don’t listen to them right?” You grumbled. “Please~” She pleaded. “Fine, but you have to buy me food after.” You dealed. “Okay, okay.” She sighed before hanging up.

“MY I~ I~ I~”

“NOT AGAIN!” You yelled, flopping down on your bed. Having a rocky ride to sleep.

The ride to the showcase was particularly uneventful. You kept hearing the songs from the other night. “Gosh, it’s so annoying. I mean, the songs are great but…wHY?!” You exclaimed. Your friend simply laughed at you complaining about how you failed your exam because of your soulmate. “I keep hearing ‘MY I~ I~ I~’ too!” You yelled. “Well, it’s your turn to annoy them. We get to listen to SEVENTEEN, and thanks to you my fansite is gonna look so high quality!” Your friend praised you.

Getting into the venue, it was quite packed. Your friend had your camera around her neck, patiently waiting for the boys to start. The lights dimmed, screams grew louder.

Then, the first note hit. Ringing in your ears, completely drowning out the fangirls’ screams. Another note rang, you writhed in pain. Grabbing you head at how loud the noise was, you screamed. Falling over into another girl. Gasps rang through the crowd, “Jun hyung?!” Voices were all you heard from the speakers. Hearing the words “I don’t wanna cry~” as the song continued, repeating loudly in your head. Another commotion had happened on stage. Soon, darkness was all that filled your vision.

“Hey, she’s waking up.” A hushed voice spoke. “Y/N?” You could hear the worried voice of your friend. Feeling that you were on your side, you slowly blinked to consciousness. Finding an absolutely beautiful man in front of you was the last thing you expected. Though he was at least a couple feet away on a different couch, you came to the realization of what happened. Jumping back in surprise, falling backwards off the couch you had once laid on. “Welp, she seems to be fine now.” You heard another voice chuckle.

Looking around the room, there seemed to be many guys (+ your friend). You peeked over the couch at the boy laying down. He looked so peaceful, until he slightly winced in pain. He stirred on the couch, and you could only feel like hugging him. You heard someone clear their throat, “So, I think we all have a sense of what happened.” One of the members spoke. You could only remember him as the leader from what your friend told you. “Isn’t it obvious~” Your friend giggled.

“W-What? What?” You were very confused to say the least. “ You’ve met your soulmate.” A tall one piped up. “S-Soulmate?” You stuttered out. There was absolutely no way that that beautiful man in front of you was not only a famous kpop idol, but your soULMATE?! Or so you thought. “Nonono, I would’ve heard all your music. I would’ve known it was one of you guys from the start. You guys are idols! I should’ve heard it at some point, I always heard ‘akkinda!’ ring in my head.” You belt out.

“Y/N, you never listened to their songs whenever showed you remember?” Your friend laughed. You recalled all the memories of your friend fangirling to you about certain members, telling you to give the group a listen. You always brushed off the thought, for you were too busy to listen to the songs. “But I-” You were cut off as the movement of the sleeping figure rose up. “Oh, Jun hyung.” A tall, lanky figure ran to the guy. “Minghao, my head hurts.” The boy, Jun, whined. “What happened?” You could only stare at the boy who was sitting down on the couch. He looked so confused, like a lost puppy. “And who are they?” He focused on your friend before turning to you. His eyes slightly widened before he turned away, his cheeks a pale pink.

“她很漂亮. (She’s beautiful.)” You heard the Jun boy mutter. This caused the Minghao guy to laugh. “Well, it’s your lucky day. She seems to be your soulmate.” A very small figure bluntly spoke from the group. “No way, bu-but…she’s so out of my league.” He muttered the last part. “We’ll just leave you two be, I guess.” The leader spoke, motioning everyone to leave the room. Including your friend, you started to panic.

“I-It seems y-you’re my s-soulmate.” Jun stuttered. “I-I guess so…” You trailed off. Awkward tension filled the air. “Let’s start over.” He declared. “Hi, my name is Wen Junhui.” He gave you a smile. “My name is Y/N, and it looks like you’re my soulmate.” You smiled back. The tension cleared a bit as you sat, it was quite peaceful. Taking in the feeling of your new significant other. “Can I just say something?” He asked. Which of course you have a slight nod to. “I’m so sorry for annoying you with all the music, you must have hated me.” He blurt. You laughed at his apology, “Yeah, I had an exam yesterday! I couldn’t get any sleep, I kept hearing a song go ‘MY I~ I~ I~’ I think I failed!” You playfully pouted. “I truly truly am sorry!” He chuckled at the exaggeration.

“I know, I forgive you. I just don’t know about my teacher, though.” You reassured him. He gave a cute smile, making your heart melt. This was the man you would spend the rest of your life with, a bit of a rocky start, but what matters anymore when you find your soulmate?

“Dirty Laundry” - Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 2748

Warnings: angst feat. a pinch of fluff (but mostly angst)

Author’s Note: This month’s song (or technically last month… it’s for March) is Dirty Laundry by All Time Low. I’m so sorry this took a bit longer than planned, but I hope yall enjoy! The song is kinda about lying… (*coughs* Y/n? *coughs again*) so yeah, expect an argument about that :)

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Frances Farmer will have her revenge on Seattle

Steve Rogers x Reader

My first attempt at writing anything Marvel, so be nice.

I’m a hardcore Nirvana fan btw.

Nirvana -Frances Farmer will have her revenge on Seattle.

“Nirvana?” You mouth forms a warm smile at the handsome man sitting across from you. The two of you were enjoying a quiet breakfast at the Tower, it seem like everyone else was out and about.

“Rogers, you have Nirvana on your list!” You glee with excitement, holding up the little notebook to show the Avenger.

“Yes, I know. That is my handwriting, (Y/N).” Steve muses with a smile, thinking to himself how incredibly cute you were. Especially, with your hair slightly disheveled around your face and glasses  resting on the tip of your nose.

“I got you, Steve. Come on.” You get up from your seat, grabbing his empty plate with yours. Steve grabs the cups and walks with you to the sink.

“Leave them, Bucky likes washing dishes.”Steve chuckles at your total lie, knowing well enough that Bucky hated seeing dirty dishes in the sink.

You drag the man to your quarters, but he lingers at the door waiting for a proper invitation in. With a scoff you tell Captain America himself to get his “gorgeous ass” inside. You pretend to not notice the blush flaming on his cheeks, instead kneeling down in front of your record collection. Steve takes a seat on the edge of your be, watching you meticulously pull out a few vinyls from the shelf.

“Nirvana is a grunge band fronted by Kurt Cobain, vocals and guitarist. Kris Novoselic, bassist and lastly, although not the original drummer, Dave Grohl. Who formed another band after Kurt died, the Foo Fighters, you should write them on your list.”

You point to the notebook in Steve’s hand, pausing until he realizes you were expecting him to write them down. So with a small smile, he quickly writes the band down.

“Okay, we have several choices.” You scoot on your knees over to Steve, holding the records up to show him.

“So which album?” You question out loud, skimming through the vinyls until you come upon your personal  favorite.

“Bare with me Rogers, this is not the music from yesteryear.”

“Really, (Y/N)?” He throws his hands up with the laugh that always makes your heart jump a beat. You shrug getting up on your feet and going to the record player. You carefully lift the needle, setting the record slowly down, moving the needle to the correct spot. The crisp sound of the needle hitting the black shiny vinyl is one of your favorite sounds. The guitar starts strumming at a steady pace for the first 12 seconds, before the bass and drums kick in, the music is loud and aggressive. And when the vocals kick in, dry and raspy, the entire song engulfs you into a pit of pure wildness.

Steve watches the way your head moves up and day to the beat, fingers tapping at your thighs and your voice low singing the lyrics. The blond man has no control over his body, as he moves up from his seat on the bed, moving toward you. His hand hesitates for a moment, before touching your shaking shoulder, slowly spinning you to face him. You are caught off guard, giving off a nervous laugh as blue eyes stare right into yours.

“I like this song,” Steve smirks, his hand moving to your face, “ but not as much as I like you.”

Your heart practically leaps out of your chest, opening your mouth to tell him how you feel, but the music drowns your soft voice. Steve laughs, moving forward to turn down the volume, his chest so close against yours, there’s a 100% chance he can feel your heart pounding away.

“What were you saying?” He teases, placing his other hand on your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“I-well I like you too, Rogers.” You admit with a playful shrug. He pretends to be offended by your shrug, backing away until you grip his shoulder.

“Come here, old man.” With all the strength you can summon, you pull the man back and throw your arms around his neck. The two of you laugh for a second before going quiet, Steve tilts his head to the side as he moves down toward your face. You close your eyes, anxiously waiting for the kiss. And when it comes, it’s everything you expected. His lips soft, their movements deliberately gentle, full of desire and a lost longing. A lost longing that you were determined to fill.

Elephant Shoes // Day 1

For: Rucas fic week 2017!
Day One: canon verse ; something that takes place in the canon universe as we know it.
Word Count: 1,002

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Riley smiled to herself as she and Lucas walked into his apartment, putting their bags on the floor. Once they started dating, his house, more specifically his room, easily became her favorite place. She wasn’t exactly sure why but she knew it had something to do with how safe it felt to be there. Not to mention any distractions were kept to a minimum.  Lucas’ father worked really late and his mom didn’t really care if the two of them hung out in his room as long as Riley left at a reasonable hour. It was nice being in a place where she wasn’t constantly worried about other people.

Whenever they hung out at hers she was always on edge, afraid that her father would chase him out of her room or her friends would barge in through her bay window. It’s not that they were doing anything inappropriate, they just liked being alone together to just be. Today was no different.  

Lucas  took her jacket from her and hung it up as he made his way into the kitchen, rummaging through the contents of the refrigerator. “Want something to drink?”  

“Sure.” She smiled, following his lead. “Anything is fine.”  

They had been together for 9 months now and their newfound relationship was put to the test this past summer when Lucas headed back to Texas and Riley stayed there in New York. Thankfully they made it work and somehow the time they spent apart made them closer. Which if she was being completely honest, she didn’t think it was possible.  

As they made their way into his room Riley took to his bed, kicking off her shoes as she got comfortable and out of force of habit Lucas sits on the floor.  "Uh, Lucas?“ She chuckled, raising her eyebrows up at the blonde boy sitting on the floor of his own room. “My dad’s not here. You can sit on the bed with me, you know.”

He laughs shaking his head as he climbs up onto the bed, sitting comfortably beside her. “Bad habit.”

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sparklykittyanimeboom  asked:

What is the most emabarrasing thing the diaboys ever did? Thanks mun *hugs you*

Shu:  It was the middle of a test and as soon as people were finished, they were required to either read silently or work on other work.  This lazy vampire didn’t even get half-way through the test before snoozing on top of his desk.  Actually, none of the students were able to get halfway through the test because of the loud snoring that was disrupting them.  Students awkwardly exchanged looks, the hottest and most mysterious guy in their class was snoring like jack hammer in the middle of a quiet test.  Finally, the cutest girl in class decided to shake him awake and Shu awoke to her pretty face…and the faces of the other students.  “You’ve got drool…on your chin” the girl pointed out which Shu rubbed off quickly.  He ended up failing that test.

Reiji: He was at the library, as usual, checking out one of his favorite classics, Fahrenheit 451, which he decided to reread. He wanted to make his trip as quick as possible because he didn’t like being surrounded by humans, so he sped his way to the exact shelf it was located (being the nerd he is, he knew the whole dewey decimal system and was able to find books rather quickly.) He tried to quickly take the book off the shelf, but in result, the rest of the books began to topple over and loudly hit the ground. Since the library was silent, it echoed throughout and captured everyone’s attention, plus a mean stare from the librarian. Lets just say he never stepped foot in that place again. 

Ayato:  “I’ll make a shot for you babe” Ayato cooed to this potential fling he’s been chatting up with. “I’ll only focus on you then” the girl flirted back, a faint blush tinted her cheeks. An angry coach yelling for Ayato cut off the connection between them and the vampire made his way over to the team. After a long game, it  was now the final quarter and both teams were tied. Ayato’s teammate managed to get the ball and passed it on to him. With the ball in hand, Ayato dribbled his way to the other side of the court. The crowd was cheers driving him on and him feeling as victorious as ever.  He decided to go for a three pointer and made sure his girl was watching.  However, Lady Luck was not on his side tonight for not only did the basketball miss but it managed to ricochet off the hoop and onto his face. The cheers of the audience turned to laughter. Reiji helped treat the nosebleed but he couldn’t treat the emotional toll it took on Ayato that night.

Kanato: It was another choir concert preformed at his school, which of course is always civilized and well-organized, until Kanato had a little slip-up that night. The group made their way onto the stage, with the whole audience silently watching, making their way onto the stand. They all got into their rows, just about to begin singing their first song, until Kanato noticed the girl in front of him had amazing smelling hair. The scent of coconuts filled his senses, and he uncontrollably leaned over a little bit just to get a better whiff of the scent. In result, his foot slipped, and he fell right on top of the girl, and she fell on top of the next girl, and so on until it created a domino-like effect and everyone was on the floor before they could even start performing. His first reaction was to blame the girl he disliked in the choir, but the thought of it to this day still brings him red to the cheeks.

Laito:  Detention is not something a normal person would aim for but Laito purposefully got it in order to get alone time with a beautiful teacher just recently hired He licked his lips as he studied his new prey who was innocently playing sudoku to pass the time. Not standing the tension, Laito decided to get up and make his way over to her. “May I help you Mr. Sakamaki?” the teacher asked not looking up from her sudoku.  “Mmm~ I’m bored… yknow it’s kind of frustrating being in the same room with such a beauty such as yourself and not taking advantage~” Laito purred as he eyed her figure.  Despite the blush creeping on her cheeks, the teacher just sighed and looked up at him.  “Well isn’t that a shame?” she replied in a montone voice. “Playing hard to get~?  Tell me what you want to do with bad student such as myse-” his seductive words were interrupted by a loud belch escaping his lips.  The teacher couldn’t help but burst out in laughter at the embarrassed vampire. When she calmed down she showed her finger, a golden wedding ring was glowing on it. “I want a bad student like you to go sit down”.

Subaru: “Subaruuuuuu~” he heard his brothers teasingly say from the other room, along with laughter. “Tch…” Subaru stormed into the other room to find the vampires all huddled around. “What the fuck do you want!?” It wasn’t until Ayato held up one of his dirty pornographic magazines when he knew that this night wasn’t going to end well. “Hahahahahh look what we found!” Ayato teased. “Ah, my little brother is so lewd nfufu~” Laito added. Even Shu started laughing and teasing the red-faced vampire, much to his dismay. All Subaru could do was snatch the magazine back and hurry out of the room, when Laito called out “Better not leave your stuff out in the open next time.” In rage, Subaru punched the wall along with shouting “STAY THE HELL OUT OF MY SHIT!!” and a slam of his door. That’s when they all shut up. 

Ruki: The horse trotted along the field as Ruki pulled on the reins to quickly stop it. “She’s a beautiful one isn’t she?” The owner of the horse stables called out to him. “Mhmm” Ruki replied as he pet the soft mane of the horse. Horseback riding was a relaxing pastime for him besides reading and cooking.  As the apathetic vampire rode along on the horse, he seemed to attract a group of females who were bashfully observing him.  What Ruki didn’t know, however, is that his brothers managed to find out his whereabouts and decided to pay him a surprise visit.  “HEY RUKI!!!!” Yuma yelled out at his brother. The loud voice ended up spooking the horse which made it suddenly stand on his hind legs and having Ruki fall right off onto the ground in front of his brothers and group of girls. Legends today say that Yuma’s ear still hurts from the scolding he received.

Kou: His school was hosting a fancy ballroom dance, and the faculty asked him to sing at this one. It was his first time, although he’d performed on stage millions of times, this was different. People would be dancing to his voice, so he had to be perfect. He put on his finest tux and stepped onto the stage. He felt a little more nervous since he was surrounded by people he went to school with, therefore his voice was a little shaky. He sang his way through the first few songs beautifully, up until he reached his last song. As everyone slow danced, it was his moment. He tried to hold out his note for as long as possible, but his voice cracked midway. Not just a subtle crack, it was very loud and squeaky. Everyone turned their heads and stared, some chuckled a little, and Kou just played it cool and continued the song until the end when he got off the stage and scurried away. His fangirls tried comforting him by telling him he did amazing, but he pretty much just told them to screw off and went straight home. It was probably the worst day of his life. 

Yuma:  “Is this your garden Yuma?” Karlheinz asked the nervous young man.  The Vampire King decided to pay a visit to the Mukami’s to see how they were doing. Despite this man saving them and raising the four, they couldn’t help but feel at nervous and in awe at his presence. “Y-yeah.  I can show you around if you like” Yuma replied, cursing at himself for stuttering. He led Karlheinz around, explaining the various amounts of vegetables he grew.  Everything was going smoothly until Yuma stepped on a rotten tomato that was on the ground and slipped onto the ground. Both his head and tail bone throbbed as he groaned and sat up. He was in a little trance for a bit, wondering what just happened until a hand broke him out of it. Karlheinz looked down on him, smiling, as he offered to help him up. Yuma took his hand with his own shaky ones.

Azusa: It was his lover’s birthday that day, and he decided to buy everything she loves and wrap it together into a present. He was so caught up in putting it together, he had no idea that he wrapped up his knife in the gift, too. Her handed her the gift and she smiled and opened it. When the knife was revealed, she had the most terrified look on her face. She pulled it out and saw stains of blood all over it, wondering why the hell he would give her something like that. He spent the whole day apologizing to her.

Happy Independence Day––An Everlark and Toastbabies One-shot

Instead of working on my stupid fic that’s going nowhere I decided to write a little Independence Day Everlark and toastbabies one shot. Unbetaed. 

He sat atop his broad shoulders, squealing with delight, those round, chubby cheeks illuminated by the necklace of alternating colors Peeta couldn’t resist buying for him earlier at the parade. I chuckled at how his little head rested on the top of Peeta’s, their wild blond curls identical to each other.

I watched her twirl and dance down the sidewalk in front of Peeta, a sparkler held tight in each small hand. She had insisted I tie the end of her two braids with red, white, and blue ribbons. 

I had fallen behind, insisting that Peeta begin walking the kids home as I threw away trash and stuffed our blankets in the backpack. After reassuring him several times I’d catch up with them he was finally dragged away by Rye’s pleas to be picked up, insisting his legs were tired. 

Now I had caught up with them and I felt my face stretched wide with a satisfied grin. The day had been perfect, and I was looking forward to some quiet with Peeta after the loud fireworks display we’d just watched. Slipping my hand into Peeta’s, his blue eyes met mine. He looked startled at first, still not used to my silent tread even after all the years of me showing up without a sound. His shining eyes softened as they gazed into mine, and I rested my head on his shoulder as we walked. Willow sang a goofy song that her and her neighbor friends had come up with as she skipped down the sidewalk, and Peeta and I laughed softly. 

“She has your voice,” Peeta murmured. 

I simply smiled up at him, and he placed a gentle chaste kiss to my forehead. It was then I heard the small snores that drifted down from above Peeta’s head.

“And he has your love for sleep,” Peeta chuckled, gently lifting Rye from his shoulders and shifting him into the crook of his strong arm, careful not to wake him. 

We rejoined hands and I squeezed Peeta’s while beaming at Rye who’s head rested on Peeta’s solid chest in the exact spot where mine always laid before falling to sleep.  

I joked, “But he got his little snoring from you.”

Peeta moved his hand from mine to pinch my ass and I squealed. 

“Shh, Katniss, you don’t want to wake our little hunter,” Peeta chided, eyes twinkling with that boyish mischief he still possessed. 

I gave him a scowl, rolling my eyes playfully, before intertwining our hands again.

Someone’s backyard fireworks went off, and I memorized the way Peeta’s face lit up with it. 

“Happy Independence Day, Mr. Mellark,” I grinned up at him.

“Happy Independence Day, Mrs. Mellark,” He beamed, down at me. 


Imagine singing in the car with Sam

You couldn’t help but turn the sound up when one of your favourite songs started playing on the radio.

It was one of those rare occasions where Dean wasn’t around and Sam had given in and let you drive the impala so you had to make he most of it, even if it meant blasting the radio so loud you couldn’t hear anything else.

At first you simply started drumming your finger against the steering wheel, humming the tone under your breathe. But it didn’t take long for you to start belting it out, hand actions and head moments along with it.

Sam watched you from the passenger seat, his smile growing as he let out a small chuckle. The younger Winchester loved your voice, even if you did sound terrible.

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chrissy22787  asked:

Sooo..... in light of all the music video pictures, I think you should give us a sneak peak into what it would be like for Elena to be there with him. No pressure. But feel free to put a little pep in your step with this one. Love you 😘

It’s A Sign of the Times

Elena shivered and pulled her jacket closer around her shoulders.  After an hour of trying to tame her hair in the wind she finally gave up and pulled back into a tight ponytail.  She lifted her head to smile when she heard the first notes of Harry’s single “Sing of the Times” start to play over the loud speakers.  She loved this song, it was like the warm blanket she desperately needed while standing in this field, freezing her ass off while she watched him film the video.

“You cold, Love?”  She heard Lou Teasdale’s high pitched voice behind her.

Elena nodded,

“Yes.  Does the weather always suck like this?”

Lou laughed,


Elena gestured to the brush and bottle of gel in her hand,

“Is any of that actually working in this wind?”

“No.”  She started, “But I like to make myself useful.”

Elena looked up just as the helicopter lifted Harry hundreds of feet into the air.  She smiled, watching as he widened his arms out and bent one leg causing him to look quite like Peter Pan.  Lou shivered next to her,

“Don’t know how you can watch that.  Love of your life dangling from a string like that?  Makes me wanna vomit, if I’m bein’ honest.”

Elena smiled, shaking her head gently,

“I don’t mind it.  He loves it up there.”  She added as she watched his huge dimpled grin spread across his rosy cheeks.

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anonymous asked:

Hi there can you please do a Reaction as you are there little sister and an idol and you have to do a erotic theme dance (Can you do it for BTS and Got7?)

Of course I can, thanks for sending in your request! (don’t worry, the Got7 version will be out soon~)


“Hey Y/N! What are you doing up there?” You heard your older brother yell at you from downstairs. You were currently upstairs in your room, practicing a dance that you’re supposed to perform soon. Your manager gave you the outfit yesterday, and you wanted to try the dance once while wearing the outfit. It was a short pastel pink skirt, which was so short you could practically see half of your ass. You had black overknees and a pastel pink crop top. Of course your outfit was really revealing, but you had no other choice. You were currently at the sexiest point of the dance when you heard your brother yell. You were currently on the floor basically half twerking. You wanted to stand up in time but before you could, your older brother Jin already came bursting into the room. “Y/N WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE ON THE FLOOR? A-AND WHAT ARE YOU WEARING THERE?!” He grabbed you by your shoulders and lifted you up. You explained to him that you were going to perform a dance at a concert soon and this was the outfit you had to wear. “Nuh uh, you’re not wearing that. You’re not dancing that either. Nope. I’m not letting that happen. I’m calling your manager in a second, but first we gotta get you out of those clothes, they’re a fucking disgrace to the color pink. Shame on you.”

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