they were just so comfortable

not to sound like an Abused Kid™ but parents and other adults are untrustworthy and can turn on you without a moment’s notice

Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.
—  Anne Lamott
Hair, Sex, and Make-up

Being the youngest hair and makeup artist for the idol boy group BTS was your dream. Since you finally got to achieve it things were great and although it was hard being the youngest on the crew you knew that they loved you. You became close to the boys, but more so to Jungkook since you were the same age. However it seemed like things were going to change.

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 6k

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“Yah, ___. Can you grab my makeup bag for me?”

“Yes, unnie.” You frowned in concentration and looked at Yoongi apologetically before running across the room and grabbing the forgotten make-up bag. Being the youngest hair and makeup stylist for the idol group BTS had it’s ups and downs. The boys loved you and you were close to many of them but the older girls bossed you around a lot.

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“We shall not say the word forever, even though we wont say forever, please be together with us for a long, long time- Kim Jongdae 150308

Thank you exo. This is for five years, here’s to five more.

I’m such a hermit lmao. So I have two of my close friends sleeping over my house for the second night in a row right? Like I’ve seen them throughout this entire week and even though I love them to death, I’m the type of person that needs space bc I’m introverted– So I get REALLY drained after hanging with people too much (unless it’s my bf). So for the past two weeks I’ve been surrounded by someone and I haven’t had any solid alone time in a while. Because it’s a Saturday night, one of my friends said she’s going to go out with her bf and then the other friend said she going to hang out with another friend. Instead of joining them, I just gave one of my friends my house keys and told the other one to text me when she comes back LMAO. I wanted to stay home to finish homework and take a nap instead haha.


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No emotion. Just sex.

You rolled off Jack, collapsing on the bed beside him as you tried catching your breath. Your head still spinning from the mind blowing orgasm you just had.

“wow.” Jack breathed out, his chest heaving up and down, “that was incredible”

“I.Know” you breathed out, a dopey smile on your face.

You and Jack were close, and there’s always been something between the two of you ever since you met a few months back. Some sort of tension, but neither of you acted on it ever, especially with Jack and Jack being so popular, and your acting, you were both so busy, and constantly in someones spotlight, neither of you really wanted to bring some complicated relationship into the mix, since the two of you weren’t sure what was there. The two of you didn’t want to ruin your new friendship either, but one night at a party that logic went out the window when the two of you, both having a few drinks, snuck off upstairs and fooled around. Now here you are, 4 months later.

You sighed, getting out of the bed and searching for your clothes.

“what are you doing?” Jack whined from the bed, giving you puppy eyes as he watched you pull on your panties and bra and wiggle into your shorts, searching for your shirt now.

“I told you today had to be quick. I’ve got that music video today” 

“oh…right” he spoke, getting out of bed and pulling on a pair of basketball shorts.

The two of you talked while you walked through the house, grabbing a piece of toast in the kitchen and heading out, Jack walking you to your car.

“alright beautiful, kill it today at the music video.” he smiled, resting his hands on the top of the car, your door open, and leaning down.

“I’ll try” you smiled. “I’m not sure what I’m doing, but it can’t be that hard, I doubt I’ll have any lines.” you laughed.

“I’m sure you’re gonna do great.” he smiled, leaning in and kissing you before closing the door and watching you drive off.


When you arrived on the set you walked around. You hadn’t really heard much about this, all you know is that the artist requested you be considered for the part, according to your manager, who was more than thrilled, saying it would be a good ‘experience’ when being considered for other parts in movies and shows.

Your manager, Tyler, met you at the door as soon as you walked in.

“hey (y/n). Good to see you” he spoke, hugging you. Tyler was cool as shit, and definitely watched out for you, like a protective older brother, so you trusted him when it came to this part.

“yeah, I’m pretty excited for this actually” you smiled at him as you two started to walk through the place.

“I think you’ll love this actually” he smiled.

“yeah, I hope so. I just really wanna meet the artist. I mean, to be like personally requested.” you gushed.

“oh yeah, well he thought you’d fit the part perfectly for what he had in mind. He’s actually changing I believe, but let’s go talk to the director, he’ll give you the basic idea.”

After meeting the director, and getting the main idea, you were actually pretty excited. This would be the first, more intimate like scene you’ve done, but you thought it’d be good for you.

So Tyler showed you to your room and showed you your outfit, which you were pretty excited to slip on.

Walking out after changing, and hair and makeup had their turn with you, a robe around you, you were more excited than before. You walked towards Tyler, who’s face lit up when he saw you.

You approached him, and the director, and another guy, who’s back was turned towards you. The director saw you and smiled, nodding at the robe, and you undid the little tie, and slipped it off, the director and Tyler’s eyes both going wide, which wasn’t as creepy as it sounds, it’s not like they were 50, they were both late 20′s early 30′s, and I mean, you were 20, so it wasn’t that weird. 

You held the robe in you arms and watched as the director nudged the other guy, who lifted his head up to look at him, but when he nodded his head in your direction the other guy turned around, as if in slow motion.

Your eyes widened at you made eye contact. He was hot. So fucking hot. Tall. Scruffy. Man bun. Great style. Killer smile. Low eyes you could just get lost in.


When Jace nudged Nate, he was curious as to what he wanted. They were in the middle of talking about the video, Nate talking about some of his ideas, and input from Tyler, about things you’d be good at, and then just everyone throwing out ideas. Nate was seeing it really coming together, but looking at Jace expectantly, only to see him nod behind him, Nate turned to see what needed his attention.

You were even more beautiful in person, compared to the pictures on ig, and the few movies he’s seen you in. You were so beautiful. Nate was kinda taken aback. He eyed you up and down as you approached. Long legs, thin waist and god your eyes and timid smile were killing him. You screamed innocence, but your outfit completely contradicted that idea.


You bit your lip as you approached, eyeing him up and down so obviously, but he didn’t do a good job at keeping his eyes off you either, not that you minded whatsoever.

“(y/n) this is Nate.” Justin spoke.

“hi” you smiled, reaching your hand out. “It’s nice to meet you” you spoke sweetly.

“trust me, the pleasures mine.” Nate flirted.

After your short introduction, Justin and Tyler went off to make sure everything was set, you and Nate following behind, just talking a bit.

“You nervous?” he asked, nudging your arm with his elbow.

“no and yes” you laughed.

“why’s that?”

“well I mean, I feel like I can do this no problem, and I mean, there’s always more than one take we can do, it’s just…I mean, to be requested personally, I feel like the pressures really on” 

“oh yeah, I just thought you’d fit the part really well, I mean, everyone loves a video with a beautiful girl in it.” he smiled.

“stop it.” you blushed, playfully bumping into his side.

“there’s really nothing to worry about. You’re gonna be fine.” he smiled, as the two of you got to the actual set where the cameras and lights and everything was.


Some scenes that were filmed, Nate wasn’t in, so he stood off on the side, and he was so glad he picked you for this. 

“she’s good.” Tyler smirked beside Nate, who had his eyes glued on you the whole time.

“y-yeah.” he stuttered a bit, biting his lip as he watched you 

god, you were stunning.


You were told to ‘act seductive and sexy’ and the outfit was half of it, adding to your confidence, so you literally just went with it. It started off, you filmed all the scenes you were doing by yourself, just so you could be a little more comfortable before just throwing you half naked in bed with a guy you just met.

But then came the scenes you had to do with Nate, which I mean, you were a professional, you weren’t gonna get all giddy, even though he was extremely hot and this was a rather sensual video.

You did as you were told, and god, you were actually pretty turned on.


Nate admired the way you moved, like it came so natural to you, and he couldn’t help but think about what it’d be like to actually have you like this. God, you were turning him on so much.


When you were done, you watched as Justin put it together, you and Nate standing pretty close, and you were actually surprised how well the whole thing looked.

“damn.” you and Nate said at the same time, looking sideways at one another with smiles on your faces.

“definitely. we should have it up by tomorrow after we edit it a bit more if that’s cool with you skate.” Justin spoke

“yeah, that’s cool.” Nate smiled.

“alright, well that’s a wrap then.”

Justin and Tyler stood and talked, both voicing and working on the editing a bit, more so, Tyler just voicing his opinion.

You and Nate turned and started to walk off, you were going to change back into normal clothes.

“hey (y/n)” Nate spoke, catching your attention.

“yeah?” you asked, your brow furrowed.

“you wanna go grab something to eat?”

“yes!” you exclaimed, overjoyed, but to be fair, all you had eaten was a piece of toast, Jack took a big bite out of as well.

“alright, cool” Nate laughed. “you go ahead and change and I’ll be out here waiting.”

“okay cool” you smiled.


You had never had so much fun before. You and Nate were really hitting things off, conversation just flowed naturally between the two of you and you guys couldn’t stop laughing. He invited you back to a buddies place for a party, and well, you couldn’t refuse.

You had Nate drop you off at your place, and he of course followed you in while you changed and got ready for the night, unsure of what to wear. Nate sat out in your living room while you changed.

After you finished getting ready you walked down the hall and joined Nate, getting his attention, and the two of you leaving and heading towards the party.

You were a little nervous walking up to the house, but Nate wrapped his arm around your waist as if it was the most natural thing, and you felt more comfortable.

“don’t worry, my friends are cool” Nate spoke.

“I hope so” you let out a little nervous giggle.


So far everyone was great. Nash was so chill and John and Tez made you laugh. Hayes kept hitting on you, which was flattering, and he was so adorable. You even bumped into Johnson, not knowing he knew Nate.

“so wait, is Jack here?” you asked as you were standing with Johnson, the two of you drinking together.

“yeah, I saw him around here somewhere.”

“hmm, I’m sure I’ll bump into him or something then.”

It was then that Nate came and ‘stole’ you from Johnson, pulling you downstairs.

“what are we doing down here?” you asked as you made it down the last step you saw John sitting on the couch, hunched over the coffee table.

“you’re gonna smoke with us.” Nate spoke, taking your hand and pulling you towards the couch.

When you guys finished like 3 bowls and 2 blunts, you headed back upstairs. You ended up hanging out with Nate for a bit, dragging him out to dance with you.

Jack found Madison as soon as he walked in, walking up to her and engulfing her in a hug. She wrapped her arms around him and the two were pretty much glued to one another all night.

Madison pulled Jack out to dance, and the two of them were getting sensual. Jack’s hands roaming her body as she grinded against him. Jack started kissing on her neck, when he looked up and saw Nate for the first time of the night, dancing with a girl.

You were having so much fun with Nate, and your eyes were glossed over, the alcohol and weed hitting you hard. You turned to look around when you were met with the image of a guy and girl making out, tongues down one another’s throat practically. 

Your mind went to Jack, a smile coming onto your face. It was when the two broke apart that you felt sick, seeing Jack smile down at the girl.

“I-uh, I gotta go to the bathroom” you spoke, shocked to see Jack all over another girl. Sure you were dancing with Nate, but, you just felt it was different. 

“alright, I’ll find you in a bit.” he smiled, his hand resting on your side as you slipped out of his grip slowly.

You did go to the bathroom, but didn’t go back to find Nate right away, you just wanted to go outside and get some fresh air, clear your head.

It was when you were outside that someone bumped into you, causing you to stumble a bit.

“shit my ba-(y/n)?” you heard the all too familiar voice.

“Jack” you spoke.

“what are you doing here?” he asked shocked.

“nothing” you muttered.

You knew you were being short and having an attitude, but you felt like you had the right to be. How could Jack just fuck you this morning, and then be all over this other girl with his tongue down her throat.

“hey, what’s wrong?” he asked, grabbing your arm causing you to look at him.


“don’t lie to me (y/n)”

“I’m fine really.” you spoke, annoyed honestly.

“something’s up”

“I’m fine Jack really, why don’t you go check on your little girlfriend from inside.”

“what are you t-Madison” he muttered, realizing who you were talking about.


“It’s not a big deal, she’s just a friend.”

“really? cause I don’t shove my tongue down my ‘just friend’s throat.”

“you’re being ridiculous.”

“I saw you” you laughed dryly.

“Honestly? why are you even mad?” he asked.

“seriously?! Jack, we just fucked this morning, and we have been for the past what now…4 months? did it literally mean nothing?”

“(y/n) come on. there were no emotions. no relationship. it was just sex.” he laughed, and it was then that you noticed his bloodshot eyes. Of course he was drunk, cause his words and actions tonight were completely different than the Jack you knew, but they do say drunk words are sober thoughts. So maybe you and Jack were just sex? You didn’t care; it hurt to hear him say it, and to have such a heartless tone when saying it.

“glad you feel that way, have fun with whatever her name is” you spoke, starting to walk about but turned around to look at him again “and don’t bother calling me again.” and with that you walked off.

You found Swazz and did a few shots with him before asking where Nate was, John smirking and pointing towards upstairs. “I think he headed up to his room”

“wait, he lives here?” you asked “he said it was a friends party” 

“yeah, we live here together” John laughed. “but his room is upstairs, second one on the left.

You smiled and headed upstairs, tripping but laughing it off as you made it to the top and then trying to find Nate’s room, knocking on the closed door.

When the door opened you were startled by a shirtless Nate, gawking at his abs before meeting his gaze, lip caught between your teeth.

“it looks like I-uh-I found you” you giggled.

“yeah” he smiled. He stepped back a bit, opening the door more and you walked in and looked around his room before you turned to meet his gaze.

“so, this is your house.” you spoke, raising your brow as Nate made his way to sit on his bed, sweats hanging low on his hips, sitting up against his headboard.

“yeah” he spoke, eyeing you up and down, practically undressing you, since he had a pretty good idea of what you looked like half naked anyway from the shoot today; as you stood at the end of his bed.

“so this is your party” you spoke, putting your hand on your hip.

“I guess you could say that.” he smirked.

“then why aren’t you down, enjoying your party?” you asked, walking and setting your cup down on his dresser, walking back slowly, Nate’s eyes glued to you.

“trust me, I’m enjoying this right now.” he nodded towards you as you stood at the end of his bed again. You were glad it was dark in his room to hide the small blush coming to your face, but it couldn’t hide your smile.

The music from downstairs, mixed by Dillon, flowed upstairs into Nate’s room, and it was a slower type of song. You unknowingly started to sway to the music, Nate’s eyebrows quirking up.

You bit your lip, noticing the way Nate was eyeing you up and down, and you decided to be a little daring.

You reached down and undid the button on your jeans, and slowly pulled the zipper down, turning and wiggling your butt a bit, looking back at Nate who had his lip between his teeth and his eyes glued to your ass as you slowly started to pull your pants down, bending over giving Nate a great view.

You stood back up, tossing your head back, your hair flying up above you, and then behind, bouncing a bit before resting on your back.

Nate saw that happen as if it was in slow motion. He was so fucking turned on, and you only just took your pants off, but damn, you were so fucking sexy. The arch you had in your back when you bent over, and then slowly stood back up, god. You were so fucking sexy.

You turned back around, swiveling your hips back and forth, still dancing to the music downstairs, and you ran your hands over your body, starting in your hair and slowly making their way down you shoulders, over your boobs, down to the hem of your shirt.

You smiled at Nate as you slowly pulled the shirt up, exposing more and more of your flawless skin to Nate, who’s eyes were raking up and down your whole entire body, hunger in his eyes.

So you were left in just your bra and panties, and you slowly started to climb up the bed towards him, stopping when you were on your hands and knees, practically straddling him, your face centimeters away from his.

“y’know” he whispered. “I can’t get a show like this down at the party” he finished, his lips dangerously close to yours now.

“oh really?” you spoke in a low tone, your lips eager for his.

Nate slowly nodded his head before reaching up under your chin and meeting your lips. You melted into the kiss, sitting on Nate’s lap, his hands going to your ass and yours around his neck.

In no time his tongue was in your mouth and you had started grinding on him, needing some sort of friction.

Nate reached up and undid your bra, you just as eagerly as him reached to take it off over your shoulders and toss it somewhere in the room. It was then that Nate turned you over so he was on top, his lips leaving yours and moving down your jaw to your ear, leaving a trail of kisses.

“I haven’t stopped thinking about you all day” he whispered hotly in your ear before attaching his lips to your neck, slowly making his way down your collarbone and then to the valley of your breasts, one hand coming up to massage one, tweaking the nipple while his mouth went to the other.

You arched your back a bit more as Nate switched his mouth to the other, a shaky breath coming from your mouth and Nate’s name slipping through your lips in a hushed tone.

Nate smirked up at you while he continued his way down your body, kissing and sucking on your hipbone, right above your pantyline. He hooked his finger in the top band and slowly started to pull them down, you kicking them off as they got to your ankles.

Nate dipped his head down toward your heat, licking a bold strip from your entrance to your clit before he started to suck and kitten lick your clit. Your hands went to his hair, bunching it up between your hands, pulling it out of pleasure. His scruffy face adding a weird pleasurable feeling to the whole entire mix.

Your back was arched as Nate slipped two fingers into you while continuing to lick your clit. His fingers moving inside you and his mouth on your clit were driving you wild, and you were close. You had started to grind against his mouth and fingers, needing more to get your release. Nate picked up the pace of his fingers, and his mouth showed your clit no mercy, pushing you closer and closer to letting go.

Nate’s name and breathless moans came out of your mouth, mixed with small profanities. Before you knew it you reached your climax. Your back was arched off the mattress and your legs were shaking.

Nate let you recover from your orgasm, and when you could finally see straight, you pulled him up to you and smashed your lips to his. You didn’t care that the taste of yourself was still on his lips. You just wanted him…now.

You reached down between the two of you and started to tug at his sweats, causing Nate to smile into the kiss, and while balancing himself with one hand, he reached down and helped you pull off his sweats.

Nate laid back down on top of you, his tip at your entrance. He lined himself up and you felt him push his tip in, sliding his hands up and locking them with yours before her pushed all the way in, your eyes going wide at the feeling of him filling you up, you moaning quietly in his ear.

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Nate waited for you to adjust to his size a bit before he started to move, thrusting slowly at first, his lips on yours.

It didn’t take much for him to pick up his pace, thrusting faster and harder, the bed shaking with his movements.

His head by your ear, you heard him grunting with each thrust, and you were letting out shaky breaths and quiet moans.

No one has ever made you feel how Nate was. Your nails raked down his back as he hit your g-spot, back arching off the mattress, the two of you skin to skin.

Your head was spinning and all that was falling from your lips was Nate’s name and shaky breaths. Nate placed his lips back onto yours, never feeling as good as he did before. Your body just seemed to fit with his perfectly.

His thrusts started to get a little sloppy, and you had started clenching around him, trying to hold on a bit longer.

It was as if all at once though, the two of you both reached your climax, both of you letting go at about the same time. You moaned out Nate’s name, and he bit down on your shoulder, letting out a low groan against you.

Nate rolled off you, crashing down on the bed with a huff, his breathing uneven. He had never came that hard before, and it’d been a while since he’s had such great sex before as well. Sure, he would have loved to hit it from behind, but something about you, he wanted something more filled with passion, not just some quick rough fuck.

Nate turned on his side, and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest, kissing the top of your head as you snuggled into his chest a bit more.


You woke up the next morning to your phone going off. You were getting an incoming call, and you tried to ignore it, but this was the third time whoever it was tried, and you had a feeling they weren’t gonna stop until you answered.

Groaning, you rolled over and saw who was calling, and you answered sleepily.

“what?” you muttered into the phone.

“well good morning to you too” you heard Jack chuckle as you got out of bed and searched the room for you clothes.

“sorry, I’m just confused as to why…why you’re calling” you spoke..

“cause I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out” he spoke lowly, a smirk evident in his voice.

“seriously?” you scoffed.

“yeah? why wouldn’t I be serious?”

“last night you told me there wasn’t anything between us, no emotions or relationship between us, so sorry if I don’t wanna come ‘hang’”

“please, I was drunk I don’t even rem-” he started but you heard a tiny voice in the back “Jack, come back to bed”

you scoffed.

“(y/n) please.”

“no, don’t call me again. I just can’t deal with you right now, and clearly you need to figure some things out” and with that you hung up before he could say another word.

You let out a sigh of relief and settled back into bed a bit. 

Nate’s arm flew around you and he pulled you back into his chest more, you snuggling into him more.

“who was that?” he muttered.

“no one important.” you whispered a bit.

“alright.” he let out a little raspy chuckle. “let’s go back to bed for a bit, and then how about we go get something to eat afterwards.”

“perfect” you muttered, closing your eyes again, but feeling Nate’s lips push against your forehead.

Trying Too Hard (Part 3)

Summary: Realizing that the Avengers won’t let you go so easily, you try to adjust to life in the tower. Things don’t really go as planned.

Warnings: swearing

Ship: will eventually be bucky x reader

Part Zero Part One Part Two Part Three

italics = flashback 

A/N: I wasn’t too happy with Part Two so I wanted to post again to make up for it not being the best. 

“I really don’t want to do this.” You admit, looking up at Steve. 

After finding your way to the training rooms, (which took awhile because Jarvis didn’t help you until you took a third wrong turn), Steve announced that you’d train with Bucky. First, everyone wanted to see if Hydra had actually improved the technology inside of your arm. Sam suggested that you arm wrestle and everyone agreed. 

“Why? It won’t hurt anything.” Steve shrugs, and then he smirks. “Besides, based on what I saw at the Hydra base, I’m pretty sure you’ll win.” 

Giving him a small, 91% fake smile back, you turn to face Bucky. He was already sitting at the table you’d arm wrestle at. It hurt to look at him. He was a reminder of Hydra to you, and a reminder that you were just a second, a copy of the original version. Even Hydra never truly cared about you. Of course, you also felt bad for what you did to him at the compound. As you approached the table, he looked up at you and gave you a half smile. 

“Hi.” You greeted, sitting down across from him. “Look, I’m really sorry about what happened… It’s not your fault that I’m like this.”

“It’s alright, I bet seeing the person that you were meant to recreate isn’t the best feeling in the world.” He looks surprised by your words, probably because this is the first time you’ve ever actually talked. 

Before an awkward silence could settle over the two of you, everyone walked over to the table. You looked around at the Avengers, who you now knew as Steve, Wanda, Sam, Natasha, and Clint. You’d also heard about Bruce Banner and Thor, but no one knew where they were. 

“Alright,” Sam, who insisted on being the referee, leaned on the table and glanced between us. “contestants are you ready?”

Bucky grinned and rolled his eyes at Sam, placing his elbow on the table and holding out his hand for you to take. You did the same and grasped his hand tightly in your own. It was strange, knowing that you were holding something but barely even being able to feel anything other than pressure. You imagined it was the same way for him. 

“Ready…go!” Sam announced, slicing his hand through the air in a starting gesture. 

Immediately you felt Bucky trying to force your arm down, but you had more than enough strength to keep both of your arms vertical. For a moment you didn’t know if you’d have enough power to actually force his arm down. You heard Bucky grunt while your arm changed gears, and you saw your arm pushing his down. Vaguely, you could hear Sam commentating in the background. You heard Bucky’s arm trying to power up even more but it was no use, with a final push his hand smacked against the table. 

“Damn, girl!” Sam laughed, patting you on the back.

You felt yourself actually smile a bit at how dramatic Sam was being. A surge of confidence overcame you. Even though Bucky was the original copy, you were the new and improved. 

“It’s okay, Bucky.” You tease. “I’m sure we can get you an upgrade.” 

As soon as you said it, the smile fell from your face. You weren’t sure if Bucky would be able to tell that you were just messing with him. Why did you even get so comfortable around everyone in the first place? You stare at Bucky, who was also staring at you. 

Before you could even open your mouth to speak, he laughs, leaning back in his chair. You feel yourself internally deflate, sighing in relief. You definitely didn’t want to mess things up with anyone on the first day. 

“Yeah, let’s just walk on back to the Hydra base and ask if I can have a new arm, too.” 

You’d been living in the tower for about a week now. Steve had made you official training buddies with Bucky, so you trained every day for at least an hour. The two of you had become generally good friends, since you had quite the common interest. Sam also often hung around you. He was funny, and you liked that he could lighten the mood when you weren’t feeling the happiest. Steve was very nice, he had the aura of a big brother or a best friend. You rarely saw Clint or Natasha, so you and Wanda stuck together, being the only girls. Tony was a sarcastic asshole, but you found that he cares about people more than he let’s it show. 

“Shit!” You exclaimed when a blue shell hit your car. Bucky sped past you while Sam suffered in 12th place. The three of you had been playing Mario Kart for the past hour. You’d won almost every tournament even though you had never played before now. 

Once you could drive again, you had already been passed up to 6th place. 

“No!” You complained, hitting Bucky on the arm. 

“Ow! Jeez that’s metal, you know!” Bucky whined, trying to soothe his arm by rubbing it on the couch so he didn’t have to take his hands off the controller. 

“I know, that was the point.” You admit before trying to grab the controller out of his hands. 

“Hey! You dirty cheater!” Bucky yelled, trying to yank his controller out of your grip. 

While you two fought each other, Sam took full advantage of the commotion and advanced up to first place. The two of you were far to occupied with beating each other up to notice. Bucky was trying to pry your metal hand off the controller with his own, while your flesh hand was jabbing him in the side to get him to let go. 

You looked up at the screen to see that Sam had won the race while you two were fighting. 

“No!” You cried out in defeat, shoving Bucky away from you. “Now neither of us won!” 

“That’s what you two get!” Sam cheers, watching his character race around the track with ease. 

“Hey, guys.” A more serious voice interrupts the playful atmosphere from behind you. You turn around and see that it’s Tony. “Can all of you meet us in the lab?” 

“Um…” You swallow, not liking the tone of his voice. “Sure.” 

You hesitantly stand up and follow Bucky and Sam out of the room and down to the lab. The closer you get to the lab, the more you find yourself tensing up. Whatever’s going on, it surely has to have something to do with you. 

“The last time I was in a lab was when they cut my arm off.” You mutter under your breath, quiet enough so only the person next to you could hear. 

Bucky just stares at you, eyes wide. 

“What’s going on?” He questions as soon as you arrive at the lab. Steve and Wanda were already there, waiting. 

“Well we were thinking about it.. and we realized that we’ve been putting ourselves in serious danger this past week.” Steve confesses, looking at you and then at the ground. 

Of course it was about you. 

“Bucky has trigger words that make him go all Winter Soldier mode, so we need to find out if you have those, too.” Tony takes over for Steve, who looks guilty. 

“They never brainwashed me! It was easier for me to plan an escape with my conscious in tact so I just did what they asked!” The words are pouring out of your mouth. 

“And if that is true, then good, no harm done.” Wanda nods. “Just let me look, just incase. You might think they never altered your mind, but they could have made you believe that. It’s easier to work with a weapon, not a human.” 

You back up, clenching your fist. 

“No! I told you to stay out of my head!” Your voice trembles. It feels like everyone is closing in on you and it reminds you of the time you spent at Hydra being an experiment. You know if there’s one person who understands, it’d be Bucky. 

“Bucky,” You turn to him. “please.” 

You see Bucky open his mouth to speak, when suddenly you are ripped from the present and are shooting through the past. Your body feels like it’s being pulled taut, like a puppet on a string. Your time in Hydra flies through your mind, reversing and fast forwarding. An image flashes before your eyes that you’ve never seen before. 

You’re strapped down to a chair at the Hydra compound. Panicked screams of pain echo through the room, and you realize they’re from you. There’s a man that you’ve never seen before, pacing in circles around you as he reads in Russian from a book. 


You scream, trying to break out of the restraints. 


You see yourself in the present, before you flicker back to the past. You growl in pain. It feels like icicles penetrating your skull. 


For a moment you see nothing, before you flash back to the present. The two alternate like strobe lights. You double over and fall onto your knees, hitting the ground with such incredible force that your fist cracks the ground. 


You only see the present. You rise up, slowly. 

The switch is flipped.

Part Four 

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Beside You // Kim Seokjin

Pairing: Jin (BTS) x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff Imagine

Word Count: 3.6k

Author’s Note: Y’all. I love Kim Seokjin. What a man. Also, this is my first fic with some angst! Hope you like it~

You stormed out of your boyfriend’s apartment. You were absolutely fuming, your hands shook uncontrollably. He called after you but you weren’t going to acknowledge him - not after what you just caught him doing.

You got back from your business trip early so you thought you’d surprise him. You got his favorite take-out and headed to his apartment expecting him to just be relaxing on this Sunday night - maybe playing video games or watching Netflix.

What you weren’t expecting when you walked into his apartment was him fucking your best friend on the living room table.

They both immediately noticed and you swear your boyfriend rolled his eyes at you before feigning shock. Without thinking, you dropped the food on the ground next to you before turning on your heel to leave.

“Wait, don’t go, we can explain-” Your so-called best friend tried to stop you before you interrupted.

“No don’t stop because of me, it’s not like it stopped you earlier.”

You heard your (now ex-) boyfriend try to say something before you chided, still heading out the door, “We’re done.”

Slamming the car door shut you threw your head back against the headrest. Tears trickled down your cheeks as you tried to calm your breathing. You shouldn’t be driving. Not when you were so furious you couldn’t think straight. You fumbled for your phone, there had to be someone who could come help you. You needed someone right now.

You didn’t have your boyfriend. You didn’t have your best friend. Scrolling through your contacts your eyes fell on one name:


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I did get to watch most of the episode, though! Good stuff, good stuff:

  • Travis: “Can I stand at the bow of the ship… heading for a new landinNewYorkyoucanbeanewman”
  • Loved Vax making an effort to hang out with Grog more now that he’s gnomeless. Getting forgotten in a game of hide-and-seek and falling asleep in a barrel was great, as was Grog’s reaction to Vax falling off the ship.
  • I love that in these three days Tary’s started to get along a little better with the others–it cracked me up so hard when Tary and Percy announced that they were working on projects together, and then Sam and Taliesin proceeded to completely ignore Matt to have a whispered and giggly conversation for an extended period of time. Vex said a very cheerful “Hello!” to him, but I think everyone’s mood was best summed up by Vax rescuing him during the fight, reassuring him repeatedly that he’s okay… and casting Divine Sense to make sure he’s not a fucking demon.
  • I am pretty darn delighted by Taryon deciding Keyleth is the clear leader of Vox Machina and trying to pattern his own decision-making after hers.
  • I love how gleeful Sam was over Tary getting a kill with an absurdly powerful hit… and simultaneously knocking himself off the edge of the ship with the recoil.
  • The pirate battle was something the group needed, I think–nobody dropped down to less than two thirds of their max health, they got to have some really badass moments that showcased what they did best, but there was still a sense of risk and excitement and it was a good time.
  • The rescue scene for the prisoner in the hold was really awesome–Taliesin played Percy’s “I don’t know what to do!” panic really well and then had him help out in the only way he could by keeping Keyleth out of the water, Vax was great diving in there and using his lockpicking to save the day, Vex dove in to help evacuate the prisoner, Keyleth had so much faith in her friends that she didn’t drop concentration on the spell even when she was about to fall off the ship. Good stuff.
  • The twins getting competitive over who was better at healing a dude, amazing.
  • The whole scene with Keyleth worrying that she’s being replaced as Percy’s BFF was really adorable, as were Vax’s attempts to be comforting while simultaneously being just so pleased that this is the worst of their problems right now.
  • Percival “Edgelord Supreme” de Rolo over here like “what if… I killed someone who deserved it… and then brought them back to life just to make sure I haven’t been sending everyone I kill into the same pit of endless torment I escaped from….” like my dude, I am Concerned. I keep thinking of the Raven Queen telling him he’d have to be careful or he might find himself in opposition to her works. It’s so interesting and it’s all completely in line with the fascination he’s had lately with who gets to live and why, but man, somehow I feel like this isn’t gonna end well.
  • Taliesin and Laura sold the hell out of that conversation–there’s a really genuine fondness that comes through when Vex and Percy chat that just brings those barriers down. It’s very sweet, and that breakdown of barriers is a neat contrast to the Vax/Keyleth different-brand-of-sweet heart-on-the-sleeve conversations.
  • Getting a little TMI here, but I saw that reddit post about somebody saying how they felt like Vex/Percy’s really physical aspects didn’t seem natural, and honestly? I’ve had Vax/Keyleth-esque really sweet, shy, sometimes awkward relationships where every step was quietly discussed and analyzed and it just sort of evolved into a lovely, comfortable intimacy. I’ve also had a relationship that we’ll just say bears certain thematic resemblances to Vex/Percy, and even though we knew it was a short-term thing from the start, it was incredibly fun and healthy as well. I get that not everyone’s gonna read it that way, but one of the things I enjoy most about this show is how the relationships (platonic and romantic) in this show feel realistic and seem deeply familiar, in a weird through-a-fantasy-mirror kind of way. A lot of relationships on TV (again, both platonic and romantic) feel sophomoric and contrived for maximum drama, but these folks are so invested in playing their characters as genuinely as possible that I think they wind up escaping a lot of really common pitfalls. They’re all genre-savvy enough that they shy away from misunderstanding for the sake of misunderstanding, which is refreshing.
  • I choose to believe Keyleth was taking notes just as assiduously as Marisha was, furiously scribbling into her notepad and glancing up occasionally when the conversation got real. The smile and delivery on “She’s alive” just killed me.
  • I love Matt’s strategies to counter the fact that he’s got a massive party of what are basically demigods at this point. Giving them a big and dangerous monster that’s gonna try to kill them… and they aren’t allowed to kill it? Really clever. This should be fun.
Just Friends (part seven)

a/n: PRETTY TRIGGERING CONTENT: (self harm, suicidal thoughts, peaked depression and swearing)

You couldn’t believe yourself.  You couldn’t believe this is what you’ve become, that you’ve become this person.. that you were so weak and pathetic you couldn’t handle a justified beating.  You shook your head, eyes wandering down your bloody arms.

You cut yourself.

The blood smeared along the bruises Jerry had left earlier, and all around making a mess on your bathroom floor.  Choked sobs and sniffles echoed across the walls as you just sat there, pain intensifying the longer you let your wounds go unattended.  But at the same times, it felt numbing.  Numbing everything, your physical pain and your emotional pain.  Don’t hear me wrong, it didn’t feel good, but it did feel better than before.

Until you heard squeaky breaks and the familiar sound of a door slamming shut.

“Y/N!”  You panicked when a rapid knocking rumbled against the front door.  “y/n! I know you’re home come to the door!” Stiles yelled from outside.  “y/n!”

Your body slid closer to the floor, and the pounding and yelling continued.  Your eyes fluttered closed s you pressed your cheek against the cool tile ground.

For a few minutes, the pounding stopped, and you felt that comfortable numbness again.  You were ready to fall asleep, when the knocking came back.  But this time much closer.  

“y/n!” Your eyes opened a little, realizing he was knocking on the bathroom door now.  “y/n, y/n open the door” Stiles breathed heavily, you could hear it from inside.

“Go home Stiles” You whispered.

“y/n if you don’t, then I will” He said.  “And I don’t want to have to do that to you, so please, please just open the door” Tears welled in your eyes.  He would be so disappointed in you in a matter of minutes.

“Go home” You whimpered again.

“I’m opening the door y/n” Stiles said, voice wavering but you knew he would.  “Three” You sucked in a deep breath.  “Two” Your eyes slipped shut as you rested back onto the floor.  “One”

The echo of the doorknob turning and the door itself whipping open seemed to last forever.  You could barely hear Stiles rushing in and sinking to the ground next to you, repeating your name over and over as he cradled your face in his hands.  

“y/n, y/n look at me please” Your heavy eyes lifted to meet his, finding that he was crying.  “Where’s- where do you keep your first aid kit” He asked, licking his lips as his eyes scanned over your arms.

“Third..third drawer” You mumbled, and he wasted no time in whipping around, and retrieving the small box.

“y/n” He said your name softly, and you opened your eyes reluctantly.  You watched him clean up one arm, then placing a big white patch on the cut area.  Staring even as he wrapped gauze to keep it in place, and moved onto the next arm.

“I’m sorry” You cried, but not having any tears left to give him.  Your throat a hot burn as you spoke.  Stiles just shook his head.

“Come ‘mere” He hummed, half standing, and pulling you into his arms, carrying you bridal style down the steps.  Neither of you said anything as he set you on the couch, and sat on the end closest to your feet.  He pulled a small blanket off of the chair next to him, and draped it over your body.  You looked at him with confusion as he got up, running a hand over your forehead and pushing back your hair.  “Just get some rest for now, alright?” You nodded shakily, closing your eyes and pulling the blanket tighter around you.  “I’ll be here, and we’ll talk when you wake up” Stiles promised.

“Okay” Was all you could manage to say.  Stiles leaned forward, pressing warm lips to your forehead in a warm kiss that sparked a ghost of a smile on your lips.  

When you woke up, pain instantly shot through your arms and ran throughout your body.  You shuddered, thoughts of the past three hours flooding your mind.  You sat up slightly, seeing Stiles sitting on the other end of the couch.  Out of instinct, you wrapped your arms around yourself, and his attention turned to you.

“You stayed” You whispered after a long period of silent eye contact.  You moved to sit sideways on the couch, your legs criss cross  under the blanket.  He turned to face you as well.

“Yeah, yeah I wasn’t just going to leave you” You bit the inside of your cheek, and he reached a hesitant hand forward, almost waiting for you to protest as he cupped it around your face, thumb sliding over a dark blue bruise under your eye.  “y/n” He whispered.  “What happened to you?” His eyes looked to yours, but you averted your gaze.

“I’m sorry” Your voice cracked.  

“No, no don’t be sorry just… tell me the whole story okay? I’ll listen” You nodded, taking a few deep breaths.  As though that could ready you.

You told him everything, not leaving out a single detail.  From the sting of Jerry’s hand, to the fear in the way he’d looked at you.  Here and there you’d look up to Stiles, seeing his jaw set and eyes harden, teeth grinding a little the more you told him.

“I… I didn’t want to do it anymore I was tired of all the bad things happening okay? I just… I’m never gonna be normal.  Not like you, your friends.  I’m never going to have that life” You breathed, and wiped your eyes, not wanting to cry anymore.

“What do you mean?” Stiles whispered, caressing your skin again, and you pressed your cheek into the warmth of his palm.  Your fingers played with the strings of his sweatshirt in an absent minded fidget.

“I’m not going to get straight A’s, no matter how hard I study.  I’m not going to meet people who want to stick around and be real friends, no college I could ever be accepted into, could possibly be far enough away from here” You sighed.  “I’m always just going to be here… pathetically crying.  I’m not going to have a boyfriend, I’m not going to make friendly with anyone ever.  I’m just always going to be that quiet girl in the back of the class” You looked down, and Stiles’ other hand came up around your face, cradling you again.

“No you won’t” Stiles murmured.  “y/n, you’re gonna be so successful” He told you.  “You’re smart, you’re persistent, stubborn as fuck, and that’s a good thing” You both let out the smallest of laughs, but it was a start.  “You’re bold, you beat up Jackson Whittemore for crying out loud, and you’re beautiful-” You let out a snort, and he moved your head gently to meet his eyes.  “I’m serious” He said.  “You have a way of making people laugh, and you’re incredibly creative.  So don’t go getting yourself down on things you shouldn’t be” He said.

“I don’t know-”

“Getting into college will be easy for you.  Finding a job will be easy for you.  And… and whenever you’re ready to go do the boyfriend thing again, well I know they’re will be a line of guys just waiting for you” You smiled softly at him, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning against him in a hug.  You pressed your face into his shirt, and he held you close and tightly, arms secure around you as he buried his face in your hair, trying to memorize your scent in case there would ever come a day where he would forget.  “I’m so glad you’re okay y/n” He said, voice cracking.  “I’m so glad you’re okay” He repeated in a whisper.

“I’m sorry Stiles” You mumbled, leaning up to press your nose and lips into the crook of his neck.

“Just don’t… don’t ever scare me like that again okay?” You nodded.

“I won’t I won’t I won’t” You promised.  The both of you sat for a few moments longer, neither wanting to leave the other’s embrace.  “Stiles”


“How’d you get in the house?”

“Umm… your door was locked so I climbed in through your window” You giggled, pulling back and looking at him.

“You’re quite the strange person Stiles Stilinski” You said, hands lying at the base of his neck.

“Well you’re quite the strange person as well y/n l/n” You smiled softly at him.

“Hug me again” You said, already leaning into him making him grin as he held you again, moving his body side to side in a rocking pattern.  “Let’s be strangers together” You hummed.

“Yeah” Stiles said, a hand tangling into your hair.  “So.. maybe tonight you should come home with me” You raised a brow at him.

“Uhm, like to hang out?”

“No like to stay the night” You cocked your head to the side.  “Well you can’t stay here, and I’m sure my Dad would be okay with you staying” Stiles said.  You blinked, eyes wide and lips parted.  “Want me to call him and ask?” You swallowed, unable to speak so you just jerkily nodded your head.  “Okay, I’m sure he’ll say yes if you want to pack a bag or something?” You nodded again, standing swiftly from the couch and walking around it.  Then turned back, rushing back over to him from behind.  Stiles already had his father’s line ringing.

“Stiles?” He turned to you

“Yep-” and before he could blink you’d quickly pressed your lips to his cheek in a quick kiss.  

“Thank you” You said, then went off on your way up the steps.

When you came back down, a backpack on your shoulder holding two outfits and pajamas.  As well as other necessities like your phone, charger, earbuds, toothbrush, hair brush, deodorant etc.  You found Stiles, standing by the stairway and he smiled at you when he saw you.

“He said yes” Stiles said, and you smiled slowly and softly.  “He also said if I ever skip school again… he’ll handcuff me to Coach’s desk” 

You were curled up and half asleep on the Stilinski couch.  When you and Stiles had arrived you’d both decided watching movies seemed a good way to go for the evening.  You had fallen asleep somewhere along the way, but you were awake now.  Stiles was sitting in a chair next to you, and he seemed to think you were still sleeping so you didn’t want to bother him.  You just stayed comfortably curled up under a blanket.

When you heard the door open, you still didn’t say anything about being awake.

“Dad” Stiles said loudly but in a whisper.  You heard scramble to his feet and walk over to the door.

“Stiles” His father greeted.  “Is uh, is y/n here?” 

“Yeah she’s sleeping on the couch right now” Stiles said.  

“Is she alright?” You heard the Sheriff say with a voice of concern.

“Yeah yeah I think she’s a lot better now but- but Dad she can’t go back-”

“I know” He cut off his son.  “I know I’ve already given the names you told me to Parrish at the station.  We’ll have this all cleaned up in no time”

“Stiles?” You mumbled, sitting up on your elbows.  The boy immediately came over to you, sitting on the side of the sofa, right next to you.

“Hey.. hey how’re you feeling?” He asked, and you just nodded your head a little.

“Okay.  What’s going on?” You sat up further, until you stood up completely from the seat.

“We… well I.. I told my Dad about Jerry” Stiles saw you stiffen.  “And um.. we’re… we’re gonna put him in jail” You licked your lips, glancing between the Sheriff and his son.

“If he’s smart, he’ll plead guilty, and we’ll put him right into prison” You were speechless, just staring at Stiles.

“Are… are you mad?” Stiles asked nervously.  You blinked a few times.  Then jumped up into his arms.  Stiles just grinned, spinning you around and holding the back of your head.

“No no no I’m not mad I’m ecstatic” You said, and let go of him to hug his Dad.  Not as jumpy and a much shorter hug, but just as sweet and it got the message you needed to convey.  “Thank you” You breathed, and the Sheriff smiled at you, patting your back and shoulder as you pulled away.

“It’s late, have you eaten?” You nodded, you and Stiles had swung through Burger King before going to his house.

“If it’s okay, could I change then come back and just stay on the couch for a night-”

“No! No of course not!” You gasped slightly when you jumped at the Sheriff’s loud protest.  “You can stay in Stiles’ bed, he can stay on the couch” You let out a soft sigh of relief.

“Yeah definitely, you can stay in there” Stiles perked up.  

“Alright, well I’ll go change then” You said softly, and excusing yourself to go up to Stiles’ room.

you: would your dad kill you if you came in
stiles: no but he’d give me a ‘stern talking to’ tomorrow morning
you: but i can’t sleep
stiles: i’ll come in an hour but i can’t stay the whole night
you: ok :)

You don’t know how much time had passed since he’d told you an hour.  But you hoped it was soon.  You couldn’t sleep.  Honestly you were scared.  You were scared that you’d go to sleep and have nightmares.  

But your eyes were drifting shut and your body growing heavy with exhaustion.  You hadn’t gotten proper sleep all day, and you really needed it.

Just before you could completely pass out, you heard the door open.

“Stiles?” You called, rolling over as he got into the bed next to you.  You let out a long sigh of content, just having him lay there next to you.

“It’s late y/n and we have school tomorrow” He hummed.  You just nodded, eyes falling shut.  “Hey”


“Give me your hand” Stiles whispered, and you looked down to his open hand.  You smiled softly, filling the spaces between his fingers with yours.

The both of you fell asleep this way.

tagged:  @morganschiebel, @seninjakitey, and my boo @lena-lightwood

just wanted to say i love you all so much and i love hearing from you :) happier chapters to come
xoxo ~ jordie

Pillows (Lin-Manuel x Reader)

Summary: Your husband’s favorite way of unwinding is reading, he’s got some time off and you come home one afternoon to an adorable scene.

Word Count: 430

Warnings: Only pillow-hoarding. This really is just pure, unadulterated fluff.

A/N: So, this is my second post of the day… I should apologize for being overzealous but I had to write a tiny blurb about Lin’s tweet. It’s a scene that needed to be explored and shared with you.

I will not be posting like this always, I swear I’ll give you your peace eventually. My third (you read that right, third) round of midterms this semester picks up on Tuesday so I won’t talk as much then and you can resume your uninterrupted broadcast.

“Lin? I’m home.” you called into your suspiciously quiet apartment. This type of silence could only mean a handful of things; Lin was up to no good, Lin was writing, or Lin wasn’t up at all. After the past few weeks he had, you really hoped it was the latter. You took your shoes off to quiet your footsteps as you moved through your place to the spare bedroom turned office. It was always your first place to check when Lin wasn’t immediately in sight. When you pushed the door open you found it virtually untouched since last night which made you hopeful. You moved to your bedroom where you saw Lin sleeping soundly. The room filled with his soft snores.

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You Relaxing with Sweats and Junk Food (Block B)

Zico: He’d walk in and stare at you trying not to laugh, it wasn’t that you looked funny. it’s just that you were so comfortable around him now and he loved it. Jiho would probably sneak a photo or two of you to share with everyone else to show them your “real beauty.” 100% would take your food and you’d higkey beat his ass

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U-Kwon: Yukwon would be the one to sit next to you in the same position with similar sweats/pajamas on because he insisted that you two had to keep the title of most beautiful couple. You’d found the face mask recipe online so he decided “eh what the hell” and joined you.

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B-Bomb: Would be the one to accidentally scream because he didn’t expect to turn the light on to the living room and see you laying there with a green face mask on with your eye closed. When you’d roll your eyes at how loud and exaggerated he was he’d sit next to you and start a conversation as usual.

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Kyung: Would be one of the only one’s to treat the situation like everything was normal, would also probably slide in a cute comment like “You look comfy, mind if I join?” And sit next to you on the couch. 

Originally posted by awwfuckno

Taeil: “Jagi can I go next?” like Yukwon he would join you and after you put a face mask on him you two would sit on the floor with a giant bowl of chips between you while you both watch whatever crappy movie is on tv and probably make fun of it the entire time.

Originally posted by yooneroos

Jaehyo: Simple bby boy, he’d come in and smile at you before leaning down to carefully place a kiss on your cheek, “Is that honey?” “Jaehyo please stop eating my face mask.”

Originally posted by jaehyohoe

P.O: He’d walk in and his first thought would be that he’s so happy that you’re comfortable around him. He’d possibly even fall in love with you alittle more, and he’d blush because he’d realize he’s staring at you and finally sit down to join you on the bed and kiss your cheek.

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Oh my god, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid?

It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.

—  Anne Lamott

Noticed in Outbound Flight that Obi-Wan’s lightsaber is described as green. Which… would mean that five years later (and presumably after a trip to Ilum for Anakin’s crystal), he’s still using Qui-Gon’s saber.

Gonna Be Alright (Steve x Sister!Reader)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Sister!Reader (Bucky Barnes x Reader mentioned)

Word Count: 1792

Warnings: Saaaaaaadness (But only for, like, the first half)

A/N: Reader is Steve’s sister, but is in perfect health and has always been. It turned out a little longer than I was going to make it but I coULDN’T END IT SADLY! I just couldn’t after the Dean angst I put up! And… then I went a tiny bit overboard. But oh well. As always, feedback is welcome, tag list is open, and Gif is not mine.

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anonymous asked:

I'm not being silly for feeling like, true emotions after seeing phil do that little back thump right? It's something he would have never done before and it was so genuine and affectionate. Also it seemed like he maybe wanted to rub dan's back but then remembered they were filming a vid? It just makes me so happy that he feels comfortable enough to be himself a little bit more

when did phil become so touchy on camera i’m amazed every time i see it it’s so natural like when he put his hand on dan’s back that was just instinct

nahhhh you’re very correct. it’s such a great lil reminder of how far they (and phil specifically, in this case) have come with lowering those boundaries on camera. physical touch used to be such a big thing they avoided and it seemed like something that was remarkably restricted to the pinof vids and isolated/very premeditated scenarios in which they’d act really self-aware and awkward about touching. but now it really does have this instinctual feel where they hardly seem to think about it and don’t make a big deal out of drawing attention to it… it’s just more realistic and natural and i think it translates in such a lovely way to the audience. just part of the reason their collabs (esp on dapg) have had (in my opinion at least) an unprecedented warmth in the last few months. 


Word Count: 1671

Player: Sebastian Aho (Carolina Hurricanes)

feat. Teuvo Teravainen (Carolina Hurricanes)

Warning/s: none just fluff, gif by @puckducky, translations: 1. But, I can’t help it, 2. I don’t care, Part 2

This is a repost of my own work!

“Mutta en voi auttaa sitä.”, you sighed into the phone, grabbing the hot chocolate the waitress was holding out to you.

You took hold of the cup and paid, clearing the counter for other people.

You stopped a little on the side of the small coffee shop you loved, continuing to listen to your friend.

“En välitä.”, you complained as she continued talking about some guy she wanted to set you up with.

You were way too busy to date and you didn’t really feel the urge to. A couple months prior you had just separated from a relatively serious relationship. And it had been a breakup so mean, you were just working on getting comfortable around guys again.
You noticed someone standing behind you, so you quickly turned around to the person, saying goodbye and then hanging up the phone.

“Hey.”, the stranger greeted you, two cups in his hands.

He didn’t seem to be from around Raleigh and he sported a foreign accent, but he seemed to be comfortable in his surroundings, smiling at you making him appear nice and confident.

“I’m Teuvo. I noticed that you were alone so I just wondered if you maybe wanted to sit with me and my friend?”

“Hey, I’m Y/n.”, you greeted back.

You weren’t one to trust strangers, but you were in an open coffee shop after all with a lot of people. So you agreed, and it ended up being one of the best decisions you had ever made.

And that’s the story about how you met your soon to be best friends, Teuvo Terravainen and Sebastian Aho.

“Hey, Y/n, can I talk to you?”, Teuvo said, interrupting you while you were pouring yourself a glass of water in the kitchen.

Their kitchen actually, but you were practically there every other day.

“Yeah, sure. What’s going on?”

“I was wondering if I could probably have Enka’s number?”, he asked, obviously determined.

Enka was the friend that taught you how to speak Finnish, and Teuvo had been asking you about here a lot lately.

“Why? Wanna go out with her, huh Turbo?”, you teased slightly, taking a sip of water.

“No. It’s for Sepe.”

You nearly choked on your water, frowning while looking at him. Your gaze was serious now, making Teuvo wonder why you weren’t amused anymore.

“Is he like…into her?”, you stuttered.

“No, it’s just… I can’t really tell you but I think that Enka would be great for him. From what you told me they would fit and the fact that she speaks Finnish too… You know how Sepe is when it comes to speaking English. He’s still learning.”

“Well, I’m sorry but I can’t give you her number. I’m not allowed to give it to anyone.”, you snapped.

“What? Oh, come on you know us. You spend more time here than in your own Apartment. He wouldn’t misuse it.”

“I’m sorry but rules are rules. Besides, he’s not even her type!”

Teuvo looked at you in surprise. You seemed to be very against the two of them going out. And that’s when it dawned on him.

“Oh my- You’re jealous aren’t you?”, he asked in surprise. But there was something else to his tone too.

Ding Ding Ding. 100 Points. He was right. But you weren’t gonna admit it.

“I’m not! I’m just keeping him from going out with someone that’s not interested in him! That’s what friends do.”, you defended yourself.

“Oh come on, you’re totally into him! That’s- Why did you never tell him? Since when did you know?”, Teuvo squealed, asking you a lot of question. He was way too excited.

“I’m not in lo- I’m not into him!”, you hissed, pulling out your phone and promptly sending him Enka’s contact with her number.

You send it to Teuvo, who got the message and looked at it with his head cocked to the side.

“You can give the number to him. I’m gonna go. I changed my mind about the movie night.”, you said, your voice low and dark.

Teuvo realized that he might’ve teased you too much, that he took it too far. You weren’t someone that liked teasing.

“Look, I’m sorry Y/n.”, he apologized, following you.

You went straight to the door, put on your jacket and grabbed your phone, before popping your head into the living room door.

“I’m gonna go. Bye Sepe.”

“No movies?”, Sebastian asked in confusion.

“Yeah, no movies for today. Another time.”

“Bye Y/n.”, the dark-haired boy said, still not sure what was going on.

When you slammed the door behind yourself, Aho turned his attention to Teuvo. 

“Did you argue?”, he asked.

“Not really, I just- doesn’t matter. She’s gonna come around.”

It took three days and a call from Teuvo in which he apologized before you finally came back to the Appartement. You were relatively silent, avoiding to talk to the two of them, just putting in movies. At the end of the night, it was clear you were staying over like you did a lot.
With a pillow and a blanket, you curled up on the couch, the living room slightly lit up by the street lamps outside.
Really trying to fall asleep, close to quitting, you were taken by surprise by a tug on the blanket.

You turned your head to see Sebastian standing in front of the couch, wearing only boxer shorts and a shirt. His brown hair was pretty messed up and he looked exhausted.
Sebastian stood there for a moment, shifting from one leg to the other while not breaking eye contact before he cocked his head to the side and opened his mouth.


Sure you had shared a few hugs after a game they won, but you had never actually cuddled with Sebastian before. He was a quiet person and usually too shy to ask for anything like a hug. While Teuvo had initiated some hugs with you, every hug you and Sepe had shared had been initiated by you. You hadn’t been that close before, besides that one time you dozed off on the couch together.

And that had been accidental because Teuvo made you watch all four parts of the Jurrasic Park/World movies - after you had spent the entire day Christmas shopping in the city. You had both been so tired, you didn’t get to the third film, dozing off with your heads leaned together.

“You wanna cuddle? With me?”, you asked for clarification.

Sepe just nodded, making you think about it for a second. Would it be a good idea? Probably not. But you were too tired to care and the fact that Teuvo was planning on setting him up with your friend made you just want to relax next to him before he would have less time to spend with you.

You moved to the side of the couch, patting the new spot next to you.
Sebastian made his way over to the side of the couch with the pace of a sloth. He was careful like you would change your mind before he even sat. But when he had reached the couch, he just lifted the blanket and lied down next to you.
Cuddling with someone for the first time is difficult. You don’t know what the other person likes or not. So you just waited for a second.

It was obvious that he was hesitant to touch you. He was very concentrated at his arms as he carefully wrapped them around your torso, pulling you slightly closer, heads only inches apart. A feeling was spreading inside of you like your insides were tingling. You responded by putting your arms around his stomach and getting your legs closer to his, almost tangling them.

“I like cuddles with you.”, Sepe mumbled after a minute of silence. He was warm… You loved it. You felt so safe.

“Me too.”, you replied quietly, hoping he couldn’t see you blush.

“Why did you argue with Turbo?”, he asked silently.

“Oh, it was nothing, really. He just wanted something that I didn’t want to give him.”, you replied with a roll of your eyes. Sebastian’s eyes widened slightly.

“Are you with Teuvo?”, he asked, emphasizing the word with.

You giggled at his words, shaking your head. But shaking your head was harder than it sounded like because you were still so close to Sebastian, you didn’t want to jam your forehead into his face.

“No, that’s really gross! Teuvo is like… one of my closest friends.”, you smiled, watching Sebastian relax slightly.

“Are you okay, Sepe?”

“Yes. Why?”

“Because you’re acting differently. You usually don’t ask for stuff like attention or physical contact.”

“You’re right. But I like you.”

You smiled slightly, snuggling your head onto your pillow.
Sebastian kept looking into your eyes, just watching you as you closed them. You took a deep breath, just calming yourself down, eyes closed. Every muscle in your body relaxed, which made Sepe smile as he felt it.

You were close to just falling asleep when Sebastian did something really unexpected. He just leaned closer to you and softly pressed a small kiss to your forehead. When it happened you actually questioned your sense of reality, but when you opened your eyes, the flustered look on his face told you that it had been real.

“Can I stay here for sleeping?”

“Yeah. I think that’s okay.”, you agreed.

Without trying to invade personal space, you closed your eyes again, moving closer to Sepe, resting your head on his shoulder. All you felt was Sebastian’s arms tightening around you, pulling you closer. But after that, you had already drifted off to sleep.

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"Don't look at me, I'm hideous" + Baekhyun Have a nice day/night! ❤

You had always been the one who wanted to go shopping with Baekhyun but this time he dragged you with him. You weren’t complaining or anything but he kept bringing clothes for you to try them on. 

You actually liked Baekhyun’s choices but there was this one dress that you wouldn’t dare to wear. 

Don’t get it wrong, the dress wasn’t ugly. It was the total opposite. It was the most beautiful clothing you’d ever seen in your life. You couldn’t keep your eyes off from it. The thing is, it was a little short and showed so much skin. 

Of course Baekhyun, being the cheeky man he is, would bring something like that. 

“C’mon babe, I’m sure that it would look dazzling on you. Just try it on for me. Please?”

“Are we gonna get some ice cream after this?”

“Whatever you want my lady.” he said, handing you the dress.

“Come on cupcake! I want to see it.” Baekhyun kept insisting.

You were so embarrassed to face him. You just didn’t feel comfortable in this dress. It showed like… a lot of skin. 


“You’ve been in there for like 20 minutes (Y/N). If you’re not going to come out, I’m coming in.”

“Hah, try me.” you whispered.

“I heard that. I’m coming in.”


And with that Baekhyun was inside of the dressing room. His eyes widened when he saw you, licking his lips. 

You tried to cover his eyes and pushed him out of the room.

“Don’t look at me, I’m hideous” you mumbled, looking down.

Baekhyun held one of your hands in his tightly, caressing your cheek with the other one. 

“Hideous? Pfttt, something is seriously wrong with your eyes babe. Let me take a look at you… Perfect.”

You looked down again, blushing at his words.

“Do you really want to know why I wanted you to try on this dress?”


“I was sure that you would look hot in it and it would be easier to take it off. You know fucking in a dressing room is on my bucket list, so what do you say?”

“Are you serious right- Shit, Baekhyun.” you bit your lip when he started to kiss your neck, sucking and biting the skin.

“I think you’re in too? Am I wrong?”

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