the second one is just torture

{PART 27} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; As death enters the room to claim a soul; so does life. Who shall live and who shall die - as you begin to wonder…is this really the end?

“And as he looked upon her face amidst the madness, he saw everything he held close depart his world; while she slipped into the next”

|| Warning: This chapter contains mentions of blood and some scenes that readers may find upsetting ||

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

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A Little Closer

Author: @sebastianstandoffish

Pairing: Reader (She/Her) x Bucky Barnes

Summary: Sequel to A Personal Connection 

Word Count: 4k+

Category: SMUT DIRTY SMUT

Warnings: Cursing (per usual), pretty explicit smut (18+ you guys c’mon)

A/N: I’m so so sorry this took so long! I was struggling between pulling this one out of a very reluctant brain and writing some other stuff, but I hope you like it all the same!


After 72 years of ice and abstinence, Bucky worried his skills in the bedroom might’ve been a little rusty.

When (Y/N) had challenged him to just about the sexiest competition in the history of everything, he’d been absolutely floored. He’d thought about that girl for months: what he’d do to her, what he’d let her do to him (it was a little obsessive if he was honest with himself.) So, as she’d looked at him with darkened eyes and a wicked smile on her lips, he should’ve felt ecstatic, ready to haul her ashes right then and there. Instead, he’d floundered, blurting out the name of a diner a few blocks from the Tower and insisting they go right then.

Two weeks and the best six dates of his entire, excessively long life later, he was preparing to finally take the next step.

Maybe it was how much he’d grown to like (Y/N) and the fear that he would disappoint her, or how much time had passed since the last time he’d knocked a girl’s socks off, but he was freaking out. He felt like such a baby, whining and not doing backflips up and down the hallway at the opportunity to have sex with such a beautiful, kind girl.

He was probably going to hurl as soon as her saw her.

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“After we broke up. I was waiting to receive midnight messages or even a 1-second missed call but it was disheartening that I didn’t hear anything from you. It’s really torturing me when I was the one who leaves but it seemed like you live your life just fine even without me.

I thought to myself, every single night,
“Did I mean nothing to him?”
“Did he even care?”
“Did he even love me?”“
She said while their eyes were glued to each other’s gaze.

"It would be more easy for me to move forward if you just tell me that you don’t love me anymore or you never loved me, at least I do have a reason to move on or to at least ease the pain.” She continued and still staring at him while her tears are about to fall.

He stares at her for awhile and lit up a cigarette then put it in his mouth without saying a word.

—  L., Excerpt; This is how we end
Black Butterflies and Déjà Vu

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 873

Lovely

A/N: Here’s the second and final part to ‘Lovely’ and it’s based on the song ‘Black Butterflies and Déjà Vu’ by the Grammy Award-watching band, The Maine. Enjoy!

Originally posted by theimpossibleg1rl

“JUST SAY HOW YOU FEEL, DAMMIT. YOU’RE KILLING ME HERE!”

Howling in laughter, Bucky squeezed your shoulder as you mumbled obscenities under your breath, clearly frustrated about how your favorite show unraveled before you. Once again, Amy and Jonah dispelled any rumors that they had feelings for one another, continuing the long and grueling torture of true love unspoken. Sure, it was just a show, but you couldn’t help feel so invested in these characters, projecting your life upon theirs and experiencing the emotions they felt.

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Some Very Dark Villain and Hero Prompts

Anonymous said:Dark the-modern-typewriter, show me the forbidden Dark!Hero + Villain x Hero prompts 

Anonymous said:Hi! I’m absolutely enamored with your blog and creativity. Top notch for sure! If it’s possible, do you have any other possessive villain prompts? Those are my absolute favorite!!

Anonymous said:Could we get prompts for a jealous villain with their hero? I’m thinking a little darker with this one. Thanks so much!!!!! 

Anonymous said:Hey, could I perhaps request some mind control/love spell prompts? Maybe with the antagonist showing off the protagonist as their new lover in front of the protagonist’s actual lover?

kelsibetsy said:Dark Hero and Villain prompts? The villain torturing the hero?


1) “We could have ruled, together.” 
“You can’t have two monsters together in the same room.” They dug the blade in further, slowly. “That just makes them normal. Sorry, babe. You had to go.”


2) One second, the hand was warm on the hero’s shoulder. The next second, it was on the floor. 

“It’s rude to touch things that don’t belong to you,” said the villain. They wrapped an arm around the hero’s waist. “Perhaps you should run before I decide you don’t deserve to even look.” 


3) The hero stared at their family, their friends, their lover, in horror. Blood drenched their flat and it - corpses lined in a row like a shelf of broken dolls. Their ears rang. They couldn’t breathe.  
“No more distractions now,” the villain murmured. “They weren’t worth you.” 
Oh god, they couldn’t breathe. 


4) “It’s quite ingenious, really.” The villain guided the hero to their lap, enjoying the look of complete and utter helplessness on the lover’s face. “I could do whatever I wanted, and they’ll still beg me for more. They’d do anything for me.” They stroked the hero’s smitten face, stole a long kiss before glancing at the lover once more. “What do you reckon I should have them do to you? I do believe they might still be in there somewhere, screaming.” A nasty smile crossed the villain’s face. “I hope so, anyway. More fun that way.” 


5) “You should have stopped trying to fight me while it was still cute,” the villain said. They dug the needle in further, white hot. “Now I just need to make an example of you.”

Blinded || Min Yoongi

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

Word Count: 1.4k 

Genre: Fluff


It was the first time he had seen somebody like you. Somebody who he instantly disliked, somebody he knew he would never get along with. It was like no matter how many people told him that you were a good person he didn’t care. Min Yoongi hated you, and nothing would change that.

Which was why it was such a shock to him when one day he walked into the coffee shop, and saw you sitting there alone. There was something about the way you sat, and stared at the world around you that made everything he thought he knew change.

Suddenly, the hatred he felt towards you changed. It was like something within him decided to let go and he couldn’t place what it was. His eyes went wide and before he could stop himself he was running out of the coffee shop.

There was silence around him now as he sat in the empty recording studio. He had run right here after seeing you, and now he was staring at the wall, thinking over everything that he had made himself believe. He thought back to everything he had known about you, realizing that none of it was true.

He thought you were annoying, he thought you weren’t pretty, he thought you were clingy, he thought you were loud. Looking back at all of the times he had told you to shut up, or all the times he had said something rude and mean to you made his stomach churn now.

It made him want to throw up, looking back at the way tears had come into your eyes, how he would make you run away from him and the other guys because of how mean he was. He remembered the one time, the time that was different then all of the others, and he felt so stupid.

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Block B as the Mafia + How He Met You

|||Anon asked: After reading your Monsta X mafia reaction and the other ones, I was wondering if you could do one for Block B too|||


Zico/Woo Jiho

Originally posted by mayfifolle

  • There are many gangs in Seoul but his is definitely the worst
  • Literally 5 minutes before chaos
  • When he was little he thought about taking over the city and now he’s one of the most badass leaders out there
  • Successfully robbed a bank once, so now he does it every month, just to see if he can get caught
  • No mercy for anyone who interferes with his work

You were working at the bank when they raided it. As stubborn as you were you always got into dangerous situations. You were asked to get the money but refused to comply.

“What the fuck did you just say? Bring her here.” he told his men.

“Can you repeat that honey?” he asked taking hold of your chin.

“I said go get them yourself you fuck!” and you tried to spit him in the face but he avoided it at the last second.

“Woah! Feisty! Get her in the truck.”


Lee Taeil

Originally posted by fuck-photo-s-blog

  • Definitely not the one you should mess with.
  • His appearance may seem innocent but he’s far from that.
  • Enjoys torturing people not only for info but also for fun because on who else can you test the new weapons.
  • Has a massive truck and will run you over if you get in his way.
  • Gets a tattoo for every big, difficult but successful mission.

You didn’t know about his work because even though you two knew each other from childhood, he has become distant lately. One night he came knocking on your door all beaten up.

“Taeil! What the hell?”

“Oh yeah, I never told you. I’m in the mafia.” he laughed.

“What? How can you joke in this condition?”

“Can you help me out here. I will tell you everything later.” he said slumping down on the sofa.


B Bomb/Lee Minhyuk

Originally posted by my-galaxy-supernova

  • This one is sneaky. Really sneaky.
  • Can steal so much in a small amount of time that nobody even notices he was there.
  • Likes to play mahjong with Pyo and Ukwon. But they don’t.
  • He always cheats and it’s impossible to catch him doing that.
  • As he wins most of the time, he has been banned from a lot of casinos,, that doesn’t stop him from going to them though.
  • Loves those tiny bb bombs

He was just kicked out from the casino when he saw you standing beside the building, smoking. He came up to you and took the cigarette out of your mouth.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“A pretty girl like you shouldn’t be smoking.” he said putting it out.

“That’s none your bussiness.”

But he ignored you and took you by the arm.

“Say, if you get me inside the casino, I could make this evening way more interesting for both of us.”


Ahn Jaehyo

Originally posted by jaehyohoe

  • Seems to be a pro at making any kind of black market deals.
  • But he’s actually not, he’s just really lucky.
  • Is pretty much lost all the time and without meaning any harm gets in a lot of trouble.
  • But also that way he made a lot of new strong allies.
  • Travels a lot around the country because of his work.

You have been making deals with him for as long as you can remember, so it didn’t bother you anymore when he called you to get him out of trouble.

“Jaehyo! What happened this time?” you asked, picking him up as he was barely able to stand.

“Wrong time, wrong place.” he smirked.

“As always. Come. I will patch you up.”


U-Kwon/Kim Yukwon

Originally posted by hikaricassio

  • Loves guns and the smell after you shoot somebody.
  • Likes to hunt his enemies, making them scared and begging for their life.
  • Even though he’s a very skilled assassin, he only takes those offers that can be of value to him as well.
  • As opposing to others, he doesn’t mind working in the daylight and can even kill somebody in a centre of a busy street.
  • Slaps Minhyuk in the face whenever he loses against him.

You worked as a guard for his target. He thought it will be easy to deal with you but you were expecting him and slammed him down on the ground.

“Okay, so I guess I will have to get serious.” he told breaking free from your grasp and pointing his gun at your head.

“Now be a good girl and tell me where my target is.”


P.O/Pyo Jihoon

Originally posted by unniesgirl

  • How did even this ball of sunshine get in the mafia I have no idea.
  • Can seem intimidating but he actually prefers talking to violence.
  • Grew up in the mafia business but ran away from his father gang because he was too strict.
  • Is very quick in knocking his opponents unconscious.
  • Then apologises to their seemingly lifeless bodies.

You were following his father’s orders to keep an eye on him. You were aware that he noticed you a couple of days ago but decided not to act on it when you felt his hand on your neck.

“Stay still. It’s more than easy for me to break it now.” he told you and you complied.

“My father doesn’t send just anyone, so you must be important. You will have to come with me.”


Park Kyung

Originally posted by alittlebitblockbbias

  • The second most important person in the gang and Jiho’s right hand
  • He may seem all nice and stuff but he’s actually been plotting to overtake Jiho’s position as the leader
  • Makes it easy for others to trust him but in reality he’s a great liar and can betray you for his own gain
  • He’s the one who finds new, secluded hideouts for the gang
  • He’s also the one who makes the plans for all the missions

He met you at a fancy party for big shots. He has been watching you all evening, so you finally decided to approach him.

“If you have something to say then do it.”

“Oh no, I was just thinking that a party like this doesn’t suit you.” he smirked.

“Is that so?”

“Here.” he said extending his hand. “Come with me. I will show you something much more interesting.”


A/N: Feel free to request more scenarios, reactions  etc. I keep up with a lot of groups, both male and female!! 😉

Stardust

There are things that are meant to happen, written in the stars and tattooed in invisible ink in the air. They’ll happen no matter which turn you take in the path of life, or how many delays are in the way. They’ll wait for you right until the end, when it’s time for a new beginning.

This was probably not one of those things.

That probably doesn’t change anything.

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Little Kylux things I get emotional about at night

Hux and Kylo are rivals, and although I love their hatefuck-proneness as much as the next guy, rewatching the movie again (and again, and again) I became obsessed with the thought that their resentment might be pretty fucking recent, and that despite everything, Kylo trusts the shit out of Hux. Emotinal and biased meta under the cut.

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anonymous asked:

Can you explain to me why y'all are so happy with that she has bellamy thing? Yikes. Stop making it all about a man. She can't be independent? She needs a man? Of course, if a woman is strong, writers have to give her a male character. So groundbreaking.

Hmmm…..sorry but I’m not sure where you’re coming from. I don’t want to think badly so let’s assume you just hate the idea of a strong woman being in a relationship with a man and this is not related to Clarke’s sexuality.

Everyone has the right to have an opinion. The way I see it, strong female characters should be allowed to fall in love. Being in a relationship doesn’t mean you’re weak or depend on the other person.

Clarke loves Bellamy and Bellamy loves her too. When bellarke finally gets together in a romantic sense, Clarke will still be strong and independent. If you really watched the show you’d know that she has bellamy since s1, they share the leadership role. Just tell me a moment when the narrative doesn’t acknowledge her as leader.  

Can we stop talking about gender for a second? Clarke doesn’t need a man, nobody’s ever said that, but she needs Bellamy.

She doesn’t need him because he’s a strong man, she needs him because he’s her best friend, the one who is there when she’s scared or broken, the one who helps her to bear the burden, the one who would make a joke about his own torture just to make her smile…

The show has pointed out that Clarke needs Bellamy, either through words or gestures. 

(X)

Originally posted by kcismyreligion

Originally posted by shaelit

Originally posted by hisstericallypawesomesleepurr

This is not my interpretation, this is canon!!

Little Ham Man (Small!Hamilsquad x Reader) 13

A/N: I’ll add the tags soon, tumblr is acting weird!

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Philip still stayed in the room, much to your dismay. You wanted him to walk around, to experience the world for what it was now. But you didn’t push him, you knew how hard he was trying to feel better.

Alexander didn’t go in the room either, listening to his son’s requests. You gave Philip food every day, and he thanked you every time. He took showers in a small bowl that you gave him (you left him in the room when that happened). He didn’t want to wear any modern clothes, so you washed his clothes every other day.

Lafayette and you spent the most time with small Philip. The color was coming back in his skin, and he was looking much better than before. His skin wasn’t sticking to his bones, and the muscle was coming back.

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We are the passionate ones, the tortured ones.
We’re the ones who give everything we have when we love, the ones who drain ourselves, who bleed ourselves dry for the other person.
We will feel our stomach drop if he glances at another girl, even if it was just for a half second.
We will smoke 3 cigarettes in a row if he takes a little bit longer than usual to text back, even though we know he’s busy.
We will lose sleep if an “I love you” or a “goodnight” text remains unanswered, even though he just told us he was exhausted and probably just fell asleep before being able to type a word.
We are the craziest, most insecure bitches you’ll ever meet, but if one of us falls in love with you, I swear she will love you like no one ever has and ever will.
—  The Psycho Squad
Cleaning (M)

Park Jinyoung (Got7) x Reader

Word Count: 2,090

Genre: Smut

“Jinyoung, I am not cleaning my room tonight. I will do it tomorrow like I said. Now let’s go pick a movie to watch before you ruin the night,” you bargained.

Jinyoung cocked his head, an eyebrow raised and a smirk graced his lips, “Are you going against my word,” he asked.

“No. I am not. I-,” you tried to refute.

“Because is seems like you are, baby,” he said, his eyes bore into yours and you knew you were in for it.


“Wow, this place is a mess,” Jinyoung chastised.

The both of you were currently standing in the doorway of your bedroom, which, you could admit, was a true disaster zone. Clothes were strewn over every surface, zero amount of the floor is visible, and you swore that there was a desk underneath all of your stuff. If Jinyoung hated one thing, it would be untidiness. He could not stand it, and you knew it. That is why you tried your hardest to prevent him from walking into your room. You knew he would freak out, and give you another lecture about how you should keep things clean. It irritated you to no end, and you did not want to have to deal with that tonight.

“I know it is. But, I had so much work to do for school and I was working more hours at the shop, so I haven’t had the time to clean,” you said hoping that he would give a break just this once because you much rather spend the night cuddling with your boyfriend than picking up your room. And, Jinyoung will absolutely make you spend the night hours cleaning up the mess that you created. Even if that meant he had to help you.

Jinyoung’s gaze shifted from the floor to you, and then said, “We are cleaning this tonight.”

“Come on. I promise to clean it all up tomorrow. Can we just relax for tonight?” you begged.

Jinyoung shook his head, and you sighed. You wish he would leave it be. It was not like he is your parent. Not even your own mother would nag you this much about the cleanliness of your room. He can be insufferable sometimes.

“I will even help you,” Jinyoung offered, as if this made the situation any better.

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anonymous asked:

Zero-context dan mentions + describing the male trainer as attractive + insight into the way phil literally endures physical discomfort to avoid awkward public situations - my takeaways. Are you going to analyze this one?

you hit all my main points friend!!!!! it was so so so lovely and just what i needed today. seeing phil reiterate that he too suffers from the exact same sorts of social anxiety that people always associate with dan is always so exciting to me. i think too often there’s a need amongst viewers to focus on dnp’s ~yin and yang~ differences which is a cute trope in theory but sometimes it causes people to create differences in their personalities where they don’t actually exist. to that end i always see ppl say that phil is more confident in social situations than dan is or that he acts as dan’s anchor when they’re in public, but it’s clear from so many stories recently that phil’s feelings about human interaction are essentially the exact same as dan’s are, and i was so happy he made a video based off of that fact!  

hearing phil talk about male attraction so casually genuinely made my day. it’s not something we hear as frequently from him so every time it happens i feel literal days being added onto my lifespan. he used the words PERFECT and HUNKY i mean ffs this was basically a story about phil being nervous around a cute buff guy and then nearly vomiting on him. amazing. the stuff of dreams 

the sketches in this were also genuinely hilarious like i was truly giggling out loud. i actually always think phil does such a good job at playing other characters in his videos and this one was no exception 

on the subject of casual mentions of things, the casual dan mention was such a standout to me as well. in the same pattern we’ve been seeing on dan’s channel for a while, and on phil’s as well but to a lesser degree, he mentions dan with absolutely no context or clarifier as to his role in phil’s life, and just says they enjoyed stuffing themselves full of indian food. it makes me so warm every time they casually allude to the way in which their whole lives are intertwined and i was Emotional.

honestly i’m just in shock this actually happened to phil like. can we just take a second to process that phil actually, literally allowed himself to be subject to mild physical torture by a muscley dude and didn’t protest bc he was too awkward and probably too smitten, and he let it get to the point where he literally had to go vomit in a toilet ………….. ……. …… what the hell. i hate infantilizing him but my reaction was and still is one of deepest, almost maternal concern. leon is also inept and shouldn’t have that job lol 

ahhh i love phil’s dumb life and his colorful animal similes (‘kicks his legs forward and back like a frog on loads of drugs,’ ’the disappointment of a lion that is about to eat a trembling deer,’ ‘running up [the treadmill] like an elephant that had just been born,’) and his ability to find the humor even in situations where he’s cripplingly awkward and ultimately humiliated w his head in a gym toilet (whereas someone else might tell a social anxiety story like this with heaps of self-deprecation and insecurity, phil rightfully points out that nothing about this situation was his fault and leon is an asshat jfc). in short. i love phil. i loved this video. i’m so content <3333 

(why i can’t go back to the gym)

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The Murders of Charles Keever and Jon Sellers

Charles Keever (13) and Jonathan Sellers (9) were thrilled when their parents allowed them to spend an extra hour of March 27, 1993, riding their bikes through their neighbourhood in San Diego, California. Despite their age difference, Charlie and Jon were inseparable and enjoyed showing off their matching blue racing bikes at the local mini-mall. That afternoon both boys set off on their bikes, and stopped at a nearby restaurant to pet the owners dog and to chat to customers. After a few minutes, Charlie and Jon again mounted their bikes and set off towards a patch of woods near the Otay River - it would be the last time either of them was seen alive.

When night fell, the panicked Keever and and Sellers families reported their sons missing. An initial search went awry after police received a tip that both Charlie and Jon had run away together, and had been seen travelling east. Another search had to be postponed after it was revealed that the police had distributed pictures of two completely different children.

On May 29 a tragic break in the case came when a cyclist discovered the partially nude bodies of Charlie Keever and Jon Sellers on the banks of the Otay River. Keever was lying face up amidst a tangle of ripped clothing, and a rope was tightened around his neck. His penis and scrotum had been deeply gouged and scratched, and a pathologist later identified the injuries as human bite marks. Sellers was hanging from his neck by a tree nearby, naked from the waist down. His genitals had been mutilated in a manner similar to Keever, and his hands and feet were bound with cord. Extensive autopsies on the two young victims revealed that both had been sexually assaulted, both had been tortured, and the genital mutilation had been inflicted before the victims had died.

Just a few feet away from the bodies, police discovered the half-collapsed remains of a fort. The crude structure was made out of tree branches and brush, but would have provided adequate privacy for the offender to sexually assault the boys and torture them. Large quantities of blood were found inside and the entrance to the fort was littered with cigarette butts. Police carefully preserved these pieces of key evidence.

San Diego investigators were reeling at the terrible murders, and despite a thorough investigation the killer of Charlie and Jon managed to evade capture for over eight years. It was only until 2001 that police re-tested semen discovered in one of the victims mouth, and submitted it to the national database of sex offenders. Just seconds later, the system scored a hit; Scott Erskine, a forty year old drifter with a long history of child molestation and sexual violence. He was currently in prison for raping and sodomizing a homeless woman, and grudgingly confessed to raping, torturing, and killing both Charlie Keever and Jon Sellers (in a few years time Erskine would be found guilty a third count of murder).

Erskine was charged with the murders and put on trial in September 2003. A jury found him guilty on two counts of murder, yet sentencing was postponed due to one juror refusing to vote to give Erskine the death penalty. A second murder trial - for killing a young woman in 1985 - found him guilty and the judge upheld the second jury’s decision to execute Erskine. He was transported to San Quentin, where he resides to this day.

tbh finn doesn’t even really lie, he just tells a couple fibs for self preservation and stretches the truth so he can get on starkiller to save rey because he’s the only one that gives a crap that she’s in danger

he certainly doesn’t torture two of our main heroes, kill two unarmed old men including his father, order the execution of an entire village including children, stand by while a fascist organization he’s basically the second highest ranking member of kills billions of people, kidnap our heroine, painfully invade her mind/torture her TWICE, throw her into a tree like a rag doll and try to kill her a couple more times

but “lies” are apparently worse than all of that i guess

Magnus Bane & Shipping

“Since Magnus is Bisexual shouldn’t we be shipping him with women too? Like isn’t only shipping him with Alec erasing his sexuality?”

- okay u have a point there BUT who the hell would you ship him with. Imma make a list of all the ppl on the show (including men just for the fun of it) and explain why u shouldn’t ship them.

• izzy/magnus: izzy wouldn’t do that to her bro, next!
• camille/magnus: toxic and abusive, next!
• simon/magnus: THATS HIS SON GET OUT!
• raphael/magnus: THATS HIS SON GET OUT!
•clary/magnus: THATS HIS DAUGHTER GET OUT!
• jace/magnus: where? how? also jace wouldn’t do that to his bro, next!
• maia/magnus: UMM THATS ALSO HIS DAUGHTER STOP IT! (luke is her second dad, they are apart of the secret dad illuminati)
• lydia/magnus: yes totally bc she definitely didn’t try to make his hubby marry a heterostraight. also, where? next!
• jocelyn/magnus: she used him and also she dead so… next!
• meliorn/magnus: they have had 1 interaction so far and it was meliorn bein a lil dick about downworlder/shadowhunter relationships so, next!
• luke/magnus: the only acceptable one on here but still like, they are like more the secret dad illuminati
• ragnor/magnus: nah they just buds, also he ded.
• aldertree/magnus: who? also he tortured his son like… NEXT!
• raj/magnus: okay now you’re just being annoying… NEXT!
• alaric/magnus: huh?
• alec/magnus: it is beauty, it is grace, it is all that is pure and holy and good in this world. Ding ding ding we have a winner!

WE DON'T CHOOSE OUR FAMILY(BATFAMILY/JASON TODD X READER) FINAL PART 4

WELP I’m certainly not gonna be the first to say it but THIS TOOK TOO LONG.

I’m so sorry you guys but it is getting to be finals week at my school and that has taken up most of my time and I had a falling out with one of my friends which put me on absolutely no mood to write.

Thank you guys so much for sending me all of the lovely comments and I am sad to say that this series is coming to an end.

Scenario- the batfamily is hot on your trail maybe it’s good maybe it’s bad

Warning-cursing, slight violence.
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You loved midway city. It wasn’t like Gotham with all of the caped crusaders and evil villains. It wasn’t like metropolis with all of the people full of hope and the man of steel. It wasn’t like central city with the man faster than time. It wasn’t Star city with the man who could shoot better than Apollo and Artemis.

It was midway city home to the ordinary people and no one in a cape, mask, cowl, or hood for miles around.

You had found a nice job at a pet shop. You had always loved animals especially when you were a kid. They weren’t good or bad, they didn’t have to worry about saving the world, their biggest concern was who is gonna feed them next?

You also worked on gaining back your muscles and started training again. Incase he ever came back you need to be prepared to go down with a fight.

You hadn’t forgot your old life. The scars wouldn’t ever let you. The scars from missions gone wrong, scars from injury on the job, and the scars from the torture that riddles your entire back.

The countless electric shock had torn up your back leaving big nasty angry sores and rips on your back.

You of course thought of pleasant memories of your past life. The love, the laughter, the friendships and the family.

You felt love when you saw Jason smile, the way his eyes would crinkle, his laugh lines appeared, and all of his worries were gone for just one second. He wasn’t the failed soldier. He wasn’t the mercenary that came back to life. He wasn’t the red hood who everyone feared. He was Jason Todd, your Robin, your favorite Robin. He was the moon in your stars, the one who made everything all right, even if the whole world was crashing down.

You knew the laughter that haunted your mind. The countless nights of patrolling with Dick and his stupid jokes, when Damian and Tim would bicker for hours on end and come up with the dumbest of insults. When Bruce would be so sleep deprived he would fall asleep in the most random places of the manor, the time he fell asleep in the back of the limo was your favorite. The time Barbara and Stephanie did a entire commentary on the boys bickering, which had you rolling on the floor.

You remember the family and friendships you would never be able to feel again. The time you saw Damian watching a old movie that had been a favorite of yours so you sat down quietly in the entertainment room and watched it with him, soon Dick and Barbara followed, then Tim came in with Stephanie and lastly Jason who made sure to sit next to you. Titus was on the floor with Alfred the cat when you noticed Bruce had crept in and was sitting at the back of the entertainment room behind Dick and Barbara.

You remember waking up hours later with your head on Jason’s chest and his arms wrapped around your shoulders with his faces snuggled into the top of your head. You looked up and saw Tim and Stephanie asleep on the other end of the couch with Barbara and Dick on the couch right behind them. Bruce had fallen asleep with his arms crossed and leaning backwards on the seat, somehow even sleeping, he looked scary.

Damian apparently had gotten tired of Dick laying against him and moved to the floor with Alfred the cat and Titus as a pillow. Alfred (the man) must have come in last night because you all had blankets draped over you. You layed you head back down on Jason’s warm chest, you felt safe and secure, something you longed for now, and went back to sleep. That was family. That was your friendship.

You were currently at your new job and talking to your new found friend, (y/f/n).

“That’s what I said.” You friend laughed as you both walked around the play pins filled with puppies. You knew if Damian was here he would try to buy them all.

“I can’t believe he would do something like that.” You said completely astonished by your friends story.

“See, now you understand my world.” Your friend said and threw her hands up in exasperation as you chuckled. In ways she reminded you a lot of dick.

You were about to tell her of a similar experience you had when she stopped and looked at the tv screen that was in the corner of the room.

“Damn, I remember I use to have a huge crush on him when I was a teenager.” She said in the most lovey dovey voice she could manage. You rolled your eyes and looked at the tv.

BREAKING NEWS
“Tragic robbery gone wrong, only serious injury is son of Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson.” The big news anchor said in a musky voice.

You could hear him drone on and on about what happened but you could only hear the blood in your ears rushing and your heart beat going in and out. You gripped so tight onto the counter top you felt like your fingers were going to break. You kneeled on the floor and closed your eyes.

“(Y/n) are you ok, what’s going on?” Your friend questioned and crouched next to you and put her hands on your shoulders.

“Where is he being treated, what hospital?” You grounded out as you felt your heart crack and countless memories of Dick flood in.

“Wayne memorial, oh my god, (y/n), do you know him?” She said concerned and put her hand over her heart in astonishment.

“I won’t be in tomorrow.” You said as you stood up and balanced yourself on the countertop.

Before she could get a word in you were already gone. You ran down the sidewalk to your apartment that was just a block away from your job.

You ran up to your room after saying a very quick hello to your elderly neighbor. You quickly grabbed your over night bag which had your eskrima sticks and a change of clothes with 500 dollars in it.

You never knew what would happen if you went back to Gotham so you made sure you were well prepared.

You quickly put on a pair of black combat boots and kept on your blue jeans from work and put on your black leather jacket and pulled your hair into a pony tail and put on a black baseball cap. You grabbed the keys to your bike and ran out the door with your overnight bag.

You weren’t thinking when you got on your bike, took off your cap, pulled on your helmet and took off in the direction of Gotham. You’re entire body was on autopilot, you only had one goal, get to Gotham and see if Dick was ok.

The only time the news reported on any of the bat kids was when they were in the hospital. Except when it said that they were in a car crash, it really means that two face hit them with his car. When they were in a “robbery” it means they were shot so bad Alfred couldn’t fix them and they needed professional hospital help.

You probably broke all of the speed limits getting to Gotham. When you finally pulled into the hospital car park, it was pitch black outside. You pulled your bag tightly over your shoulder and pulled on your baseball cap after you pulled off your helmet.

You sped walked to the hospital stairs and jogged up to the lobby. You looked around the corner before going into the main section, no batfam or joker minions in sight, so you’re all good for now.

You quickly walked to the front desk and pulled on your game face. You fell forward over the desk and put your hands over your face and let out tiny sobs.

“Umm honey can I help you?” A small older lady nurse asked from behind the counter who put her hand on your forearm in a gesture of comfort.

“I-it’s my brother Richard, h-he was shot this morning and I-i just got into town and oh my god is -is he alright.” You whimpered as tears streaked down your face.

“Ok honey, let’s just see what room he is in and you can go see for yourself, what’s his last name?” She asked very soflty and started to type on the key board.

“G-grayson.” You said with a loud sob at the end causing people to look at you in pity.

“Ok honey, here he’s in room 908 on the 5th floor, the elevators are right there.” She said and pointed to the back of the room where two silver elevators stood.

“Oh thank you so much dear, bless you, bless you.” You said and turned around to go to the elevator.

You wiped the tears off your cheeks and smirked, you still had it. She never would have told you what room he was in, unless you were family and now you were.

You pushed the 5th floor button and fixed the rest of your face while the elevator brought you up. You were going to be in and out of his room, them back to Midway city, to live your life. You walked down the hallway that only had a few other nurses walking up and down to check on other patients.

You stopped in front of room 908 and let out a deep breath praying that Dick was passed out. You quietly opened the door and noticed the lights weren’t on at all. You quickly slipped in and shut the door not wanting the nurse to see you. You went to flip one of the light switches, when someone grabbed your wrist.

You gasped and latched onto there hand pulling them into you and sliding your hand up there shoulders ramming there stomach into your knee. You kicked them backwards as two people grabbed both of your elbows.

“Not to-motherfucking-day.” You said and bent both of your arms outwards and grabbed onto both of the attackers hair and brought there skulls smashing forward against each other with a sickening crack. They crumpled on the floor below you as you could feel someones presence behind you.

You turned around and kicked your left leg around the assailants neck and put you hands on his head and pulled your other leg around his neck so both of you legs were locked behind his neck and pulled forward on his hair causing him to go tumbling forward and you put your foot on his chest and kicked him off of you so he landed on the opposite wall with a loud groan. You quickly got off of the ground and stood in the middle of the room.
You weren’t sure how many attackers there were, so you had to stay alert.

“Yeah you piece of clown scumbag, I’m a big stronger than last time.” You said and roundhouse kicked the other figure that was approaching on your left and kicked them in the chest so they flew to the other side of the room.

You took a few steps back and rested your hand on a metal bar that wrapped around the room so injured patients could walk around. You took a deep breath as you felt a panic attack coming on, you went to open the door and leave Gotham behind forever. You felt a cold metal wrap around your wrist and a clicking sound. You pulled your wrist as fast as you could but couldn’t seeing as how they were probably attached to the metal pole, you were stuck.

“Oh you fucking coward, if you’re going to drag me down to hell, at least let me defend myself.” You growled out as you kept on high apart with both fists clenched.

“Looks like you don’t need any help defending yourself.” You heard a familiar rough gravely voice say before the lights flicked on.

“What, what why? Why would you handcuff me?” You questioned in complete shock then you remembered, you’re the jokers daughter of course they’re going to handcuff you.

“We weren’t sure if you would try to run.” The same voice said, which belonged to Bruce Wayne.

Bruce stood in front of you with Barbara who was holding a small silver key, presumably to the handcuff that had confined you to the metal bar. Tim and Dick were on the floor holding there heads while Stephanie checked on both of them. Damian was half way on the other side of the room where you kicked him and Jason was sitting up against the wall with his helmet on the floor, rubbing his chest and looking at the ceiling.

You felt your eyes go wide as the entire batfamily assembled in front of you holding there injuries. You looked at Jason was had a poker face on and looked back at you dead in the eyes.

“You know I’ll escape before you have the chance to take me to arkham, so why don’t you just knock me out now and it will be easier for both of us.” You said turning away from Jason and looking Bruce in the eye.

“What are you talking about?” Damian questioned in annoyance while rubbed his head.

“Oh come on, you just found the jokers daughter who has been under your nose for years, I suppose this is where you take me to Arkham to live out the rest of my days in a padded cell.” You said in a stiff tone and looked at everyone, who all just stared back at you.

“(Y/n) you’re family, we would never do that to you, we know you did what you did for good reasons.” Dick said and stepped forward to get a better look at you.

You laughed a little bit and covered it with your wrist.

“You do realize that you’re all standing in a hospital in full costume just to drag me to arkham, I feel so honored.” You said in a dark tone and leaned against the wall with a bored expression, while your heart broke.

“For the last time (y/n) we aren’t taking you to arkham, the only reason we are mad is because you didn’t come back, we thought you were dead.” Stephanie said in a harsh tone. You looked at her with a raised eyebrow.

“Why didn’t you come back (y/n), we’re family, we’re there for each other through everything.” Tim said in a heart wrenching tone.

“I couldn’t face you guys, I couldn’t look you guys in the eyes knowing I lied to you guys for years and put innocent people in danger, I knew you wouldn’t look at me the way you did before, it wouldn’t be the same.” You said as you finally broke and a tear ran down your face. You looked to the floor, as they all looked at you, you didn’t want to see the hatred in there eyes.

“Leave.” You heard the most familiar voice say from the back of the room. The voice that sounded like home.

“What?” Dick said confused.

“Let us talk, Babs give me the key and leave.” He said and held his gloved hand out to her.

Barbara looked to Bruce. He nodded slowly and walked over to open the window where the bat-jet was waiting. Barbara handed over the key and looked at you one last time before she followed the rest of the batkids out of the window. You shut your eyes as the window closed and you absolutely dreaded this moment. You were alone with Jason, for the first time since he found out you were related to the guy who killed him.

“You’re right, we wouldn’t have seen you the same way ever again.” He said and looked at you with the same poker face he had all night. You cast your eyes to the floor as your heart fell into your stomach.

“We would have seen you so much better. You somehow have become the best most amazingly fantastic person, I have ever met and this only makes you more extraordinary. You have come from and been though so much shit in your life, yet you never fail to be kind and put others before yourself countless upon dozens of times.” He said as he got closer to you and cupped your face in his hands making you look up into his bright green eyes, he had a small smile on his face which made your heart inflate.

“You have made me fall utterly, blissfully, and truly in love with you, regardless if you’re the jokers daughter or not because to me you will always be (y/n) (y/l/n) the girl I have been madly in love with and the one I will always be in love with.” He said as he un-cuffed you and pulled you into a bear hug that lifted you off the ground.

“Oh Jason,I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, I should have come back.” You said and sobbed into the crook of his neck. You held on tight to him, like he was the only thing keeping you on this earth.

“I though you died and I just I don’t know what to do (y/n), what could I have done?” He said as his voice cracked and you moved your head out of the crook of his neck and he put you back on the ground.

You reached up and wiped the tears out from under his eyes and gave him a small smile through your tears.

“Well I’m here now, so don’t think about, I’m here and I’m not going away for a long time. I love too much to leave again.” You said and caressed his face as he leaned down and kissed you so passionately, you thought you were going to fall down.

You could feel the emotions of the past 7 years flowing out in the kiss, all of the pain, the happiness and the laughter was all there. All of the built up compassion was released in that one blissfully perfect moment.

You leaned back down because sadly humans need to breath and leaned your head against Jason’s chest.

“Hey Jason.” You said timidly into his chest as you wrapped your arms around him his torso.

“Yeah babydoll.” He said and kissed the top of your head as he wrapped his arms around your shoulders.

“I think I found my family.” You said and looked up at him with a smile.

“You sure did baby, you sure did.” He said with a chuckle and leaned down to kiss you again.

Unbeknownst to you one roof top over the entire batfamily was cheering and clapping. You see, Jason had left his microphone on so they heard everything and Dick had won a bet against Tim and Damian.

The girls squealed as they saw you and Jason kissed while Damian just snarled at the scene but everyone knew he was happy.

Lastly Bruce smiles down at the two of you knowing he made one good thing happen in yours and Jason’s life.
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Now or Never

Prompt: Steve has always liked you as more than a friend but was always afraid. When the chance for him to save you from unwanted attention and claim you as his, he doesn’t take it. Tony swoops in to save the day making Steve pout.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader (with a meddling Tony)

A/N: I’ve had this for a bit now and I’m happy that I could post this now. This one is a bit longer than what I usually do but I still the story of it. Lately, I’ve been writing a lot of Hamilton fanfic, but I swear, I write more than that :P Remember that my requests are always open! As of now, I’m blank on ideas so I would love requests! Enjoy!

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Y/n

The bar was roaring with noise and was crowded with people. Tony and Steve both have caps on and keeping their heads low as they escorted you out for the night. 

You let out a loud sigh as you finally squeeze your way through and found a table open for the three of you. “I didn’t realize so many people would be out tonight!” You had to scream over the music for the boys to hear you.

Tony tilted his cap back to look at you and threw you a smirk. “Well, what is there not to celebrate after the Avengers just saved the world? Again!” You all shared a chuckled and started to watch the people around the bar. 

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