Request: OMG I’m so happy to see that the
requests are open again! I want to say that I LOVE your writing and I was
wondering if you could do a Steve x reader smut where they have a strained
relationship but then they have to share a bed during an undercover mission and
that leads to sex, possibly with rough/Dom!Steve after all the tension (maybe
they had to pretend they were a couple for the mission or something). Feel free
to change this if you want I trust your writing genius :)
Warnings: Smut, Dom!Steve, hair pulling, captain kink, dirty talk, orgasm
denial, light spanking, light choking, oral sex, swearing, Steve is a little tease
Author’s Note: I’d like to again dedicate this one to @scarlets-wanda,
who tried to sneak the fact that it was her birthday last week past me! So in
return, I wrote this for her. Enjoy.
What if by some Kryptonian tradition kara marries Lena but doesn't know how to tell her.
“yeah hey kara so im just calling,”
“alex please, im really busy”
“sure sure sure but listen are you done BROODING? im watching you BROOD on national television the people are freaking out because you’re sitting on top of that building and catching lightning like are you done? is it over? what’s going on?”
“…i married lena.”
“and she doesn’t know.”
“what do you mean?”
“what do YOU mean?”
“i mean we accidentally fulfilled the seven steps of courtship and my marriage sign appeared this evening. what do you mean?”
“huh. well i guess it’s not how i expected it to happen but im not all that surprised. how did she take it?”
“im calling mum.”
“kara danvers you get your butt over there and tell her or mum is going to get a call. my thumb is over the button. it’s descending, it’s descending,”
Andreil meet when they get dragged into a bar fight and somehow end up in jail together 😇
When it comes to fight or flight, Neil has spent almost all of his life picking the latter. Except on an exy court, but even there, if he can get away from someone without getting hit, that is definitely the option he’s going with.
Which is why when he finds himself getting dragged away from a brawl, cuffed, tossed in the back of a police car, and driven to jail, it feels a little bit surreal.
He doesn’t even drink. He was at the club in the first place because Matt turned twenty-six at midnight and wanted to celebrate at a night out with all his friends. Most of them were drunk. Neil was not.
So he doesn’t have that as an excuse.
Still: his causes were noble, even if his actions weren’t. And his personal moral philosophy has always been strictly on the side of “ends justify the means,” especially if the ends are keeping his drunk best friend from getting robbed on the floor of a nightclub by a couple of guys twice Neil’s size.
Matt is pretty good in a fight most of the time, but drunk and concussed, he’s not much help. Neil took on all three of the guys on his own anyway—his job being, after all, at least partially just fighting people—and was about to lose very badly when a stranger joined in.
Neil didn’t expect the stranger to be on his side. The stranger was.
And now they’re in the back of a cop car together.
The fact that you fucking ruined me and you can just go on with your day everyday not even acknowledging how much hurt and suffering you put me through shocks me because I expected so much more from you I didn’t expect you to turn out to be such a insensitive piece of shit, I guess I didn’t really know you as well as I thought I did.
Pairing: Yoongi x reader Genre: BTS mafia au Warning: angst, smut (at some point), violence, mentions of prostitution/drugs, swearing, other dark themes I can’t think of right now
Word count: 1815
Y/n finds out about the mysterious ‘Nightwalker’ situation, and is infuriated when neither Yoongi, Youngji, Taehyung or Jungkook will tell her what it is. To their surprise, a known gang from the north has offered to help them in exchange for their own information and Youngji’s sudden disappearance
So my mom and I LOVE to read each other stories, and tonight's the first time I've been home in roughly three months. I just spent like an hour reading her stuff from your family lore tag and we are both in tears of laughter. During the peach tree story we were laughing so hard neither of us could breathe and the dog started freaking out because he thought we were upset-crying. Thank you for sharing these stories with us; you have an excellent storytelling style!
This is the sweetest message I’ve ever received and I’ve been slow to reply because I keep reading it over and over. So have a short:
When mom was in grad school she took karate because 1. Illinois is a creepy place sometimes so maybe she should learn some self defense and 2. Being 4′11″ gives you a major edge in karate in the early stages, because lower center of gravity.
Her instructor was this huge black relentlessly chipper dude from Jamaica named “Luiz”, who was also a chronic over-baker and made truly excellent cinnamon rolls. Mom loves cinnamon rolls and karate, and advances up the belt line fairly quickly, so when they stand in belt order, she’s always first. (She ultimately got to black belt but at this point I think she was still blue), so when it’s time to count off for the katas, mom always counts first. mom didn’t know a lick of Japanese, so she was essentially parroting Sensei Luiz, but hey, it works.
One day, Sensei Luiz comes in and tells everyone they need to scrub the dojo within an inch of it;s life and shape up on various other things, because HIS Sensei was coming, and this was a Big Deal. So everyone deep-cleans the dojo and there are double practices that week, and Mom makes a particular note of making sure to count correctly.
Sensei’s Sensei arrives (mom regrets she can’t remember his name), and he’s actually from Japan, on a Grand Road Trip to see all of the American students he’d trained over the years. BIIIIIG DEAL. So sensei sits down to watch how Sensei Luiz conducts a lesson. So Mom, being first in line, is first to count off. She gets as far as “Go” when Sensei’s Sensei bursts out, howling with laughter, and she is horrifed- did she mix up the numbers?
Eventually he calms down and apologizes for the outburst. “I’m very sorry- I just wasn’t expecting to hear a White girl count in Japanese with a Jamaican Accent.”
Turns out everyone spoke that way and Senei’s Sensei found that unfailingly hilarious but was very pleased with how Luiz ran his dojo and Mom’s ability to remain calm while tossing football players around the mat.
A\N: English is not my first language so I might make some mistakes, feel free to tell me if something’s wrong or what you think about this writing in general.
It was a chilly autumn evening. (Y\n) was sitting on the couch in her room with a window slightly opened to let the fresh air come in. Everything was calm. Except her mind wasn’t. The silence was filling the room until the sound of a buzzing phone broke it. The girl came up to the table, took her phone and unblocked it. There was a message from one of her bestfriends, Kevin.
From Kev: “Hey, you okay?”
She definetely wasn’t okay. And he definetely knew it. All of her friends noticed that something was wrong with her because of how she acted like when they all were hanging out at the Pop’s diner. She wasn’t acting completely different. She smiled a lot, as she always did, but her smile was fading away too quickly this time. If her and Jughead or Betty made eye contact she would immideately break it and look down at the table. There were these little but noticable things that made everyone realise that she wasn’t in the best mood. Though not all of the friends were able to figure out the reason why.
So, she spent the past few hours in her room thinking about how everything went so horribly wrong, blaming herself for this and crying from time to time. The girl sat back on the couch and typed.
To Kev: “I don’t think so”
She decided to be honest. There was no point of hiding her feelings. If she would say that she’s fine, Kevin wouldn’t believe it. He knew her too well. The friends recently found out that Betty and Jughead were together. Betty Cooper. Her bestfriend. (Y\n) was truly glad that Betty found someone who made her happy, because she definetly deserved it. But now everything felt so wrong and hurt so bad, and she didn’t know what to do about it.
From Kev: “Can I come over?”
Kevin was the only one who knew about her feelings. (Y\n) didn’t wanted to tell anybody at all, it was just an accident. But she knew she could trust Kevin with that. Everyone else, Betty included, just thought that there was some kind of connection between the two. But recently (Y\n) and Jughead started seeing each other less often. It didn’t mean that the connection dissapeared, it just didn’t have the chance to show up again.
To Kev: “Sure, it’d be nice to see you”
Betty and Jughead, on the other hand, started hanging out with each other a lot more often while working on the murder board, trying to get more information about Betty’s sister, Polly, and the mistery of Jason Blossom’s death. And it lead them to being something more than just friends. From Kev: “I’ll buy us some milkshakes at Pop’s. See you in an hour x” Lina read the message and it made her smile a bit.
To Kev: “Thanx. Love u”
From Kev: “Love you, too"
She blocked the phone and put it on the couch next to her. Thoughts started to crowd round in her head again and she felt a lump in her throat. The girl couldn’t help it and let herself cry. After a couple of minutes she calmed down. Then she suddenly heard her phone buzzing again. She picked it up and read the message.
From Juggie: "Come outside, please, I need to talk to you”
(Y\n)’s heart raised. She didn’t expect Jughead to come to her or to even text her. At least not anymore, not when they fell apart. She thought that now he had more important things to do, different people to care about and to talk to. Anyways, she came downstairs, put her slip-ons on and walked ouside. And there he was, standing beside an empty road in his black jeans, boots, green sweater, light denim jacket and overworn grey beanie giving her a little side smile as she walked out of the house. “Hi,” she greeted him for the second time this day, smiling. “Hi,” he greeted back. There were a few seconds of silence. (Y\n) stood beside the door, arms crossed over her chest. She was looking down at the stairs. He was looking directly at her. “So… You wanted to talk?” She finally asked, not letting the silence become awkward. “Yeah, yeah… I… Are you feeling alright?” Jughead said and came a little bit closer. “Yeah, I’m fine,” she lied. “Why would you ask?” “Uhm, It’s just… You were looking kind of upset when we were at Pop’s.” “It’s nothing, don’t bother,” she lied again. “Are you sure?” He gave her a look. (Y\n) just nodded and looked down at the stairs again. Jughead came closer and sat on the doorstep, turned around inviting her to do the same. So she did. The girl sat on the same doorstep but much further from him than she usually did. She just felt like she didn’t have the right to be as close to him anymore. And the thought of that suppressed her. She was looking everywhere - at the trees, at her shoes, at her hands, at the sky… Everywhere, but not at him. “(Y\n),” he spoke, looking at her. She finally faced him. “Yeah?” He wanted to say something, but didn’t do it straight away, trying to figure out the most right way of saying it. “Is it because of me and Betty?” Jughead asked. (Y\n) turned away. A wave of shivers went down her spine. She didn’t expect him to know about that. Once again, there was no point of hiding anything. He already knew. That was it. “How did you know?” She asked. “To be honest, I wasn’t really sure until now.” She tried hard not to cry. They both kept silent. “I’m sorry,” Jughead said. She couldn’t help it anymore. A few tears streamed down her cheeks. “There’s nothing you sould be sorry about, Juggie,” (Y\n) answered, wiping the tears away. “Maybe, but… I never meant to hurt you.” “I know. And you never did,” she was desperately trying to calm hersef down. “Well, I don’t think I can explain this situation in any other way that that.” “It’s not your fault, Juggie. It’s mine. You did nothing wrong. I just…” (Y\n) said, her voice shaking and more tears falling down her face. As much as Jughead wanted to hug her, comfort her, be closer to her, and as much as she wanted him to do it now, he couldn’t. They both knew it would only make it worse. “I should go. I don’t want to bother you, Jug. You don’t have to deal with all of this,” she pointed at her blubbered face with her hands. “You already have enough shit to deal with.” She stood up as she said that. Jughead stood up aswell, took her by the the shoulders stopping her from turning around and walking away. “But I do, I do have to,” he said, looking into her eyes. She pursed her lips together and shook her head no. “Yes, I do, (Y\n)… Because we’re friends,” Jughead said regretting his words as soon as they slipped out of his mouth. Friends. Just friends. “Yeah… Friends,” she nodded. “Thanks for coming, Juggie, but I really think I should go. I’ll try to get over it. I’ll be fine.” (Y\n) looked him right in the eyes, gently put his hands off her shoulders, smiled slightly, and came back to the house. The girl came upstairs and walked into her room. She stood up beside the table and started crying even harder covering her face with her hands. Jughead was looking at her from the street through the opened window and his heart was breaking into million pieces as he heard her cry. Luckily, he had someone who could fix it.
Denise message: “With every breath the world takes my power increases.”
Asked which of her episodes was the most intense, Noelle: “Well, the first one, I was on the edge of my seat a lot wondering when they were gonna stop shopping…”
Everyone admits that episode 93 should’ve been the most intense episode yet, but they were all so ignorant of the potential consequences that it didn’t really sink in until afterwards.
Noelle talks about a really fun D&D campaign she had where everybody played teenagers in high school (she was a tiefling warlock). She wanted something different than the high-charisma, low-strength build she’d had there, so when Matt suggested the blood hunter class, she was 100% on board. “I like my D&D characters extra.”
Sam agrees with a question-asker that Taryon is mostly just emulating what he thinks brave people ought to do; it remains to be seen whether or not he’s actually brave.
Liam as a player was freaking out over how close the campaign came to ending, but in-character, Vax is pretty convinced they’re all destined to get to the end of the road at this point and that there’s a bigger plan in play.
Travis and Sam both expected the Nine Hells to be worse than they were. Sam: “I think you build up hell in your mind…”
Tova would totally have turned Grog into a werebear if he’d asked.
A question-asker points out that Trinket wound up lasting years longer than Doty. Sam: “…yes, there’s something inherently wrong with that. […] You know what? Matt’s game is broken.” Brian: “Doty vs. Trinket: The end of Critical Role.” (Laura immediately tweets in outrage.)
Someone asks if Vax was disappointed that he didn’t get the killing blow on Hotis, and Liam points out that the only kill that had any emotional meaning for Vax personally was Thordak–other than that, it’s all about the team.
At one point, Tova was down to 15 HP. Travis: “We’re not very good at tracking how low everybody gets.” Noelle: “…no. No, you’re not.”
Sam, summing up an extended D&D legal discussion: “I’m not sure that contract would’ve been legal in the state of California.”
Losing Doty hasn’t sunk in yet for Taryon. “Doty is a big brother, a mom, a little brother…”
New episode of All Work No Play (Sam and Liam’s podcast) is going up tomorrow! Sam: “It’s really not our best episode.” Liam: “That’s ludicrous, it’s the best.”
Tova’s friends all had names and a bit of connection pre-built with Tova’s backstory.
Vax thinks Tary has potential but lacks confidence. Grog, in the middle of the fight, kept seeing him huddled in a ball casting Sanctuary and thinking “…fucking Tary.”
Travis: “Especially now that you don’t have a nanny anymore, Grog’s gonna have to step in and take that role.” Sam: “Honestly, I’m not even sure Taryon can put on his own armor.”
Noelle felt like it was a necessary character choice for Tova to stay behind, and also thinks that she’s so driven that a lot of hell’s torture wouldn’t really sink in as long as she still had a sense of duty and purpose. The biggest thing that would be an impediment to her survival would be finding out that her friends had been killed. Wanting to return Vax’s ring would also be a driving force that could keep her going.
Vax worked for the Clasp for a while and got into the attitude of doing jobs without fully understanding why, so he’s not too worried about tracking down the anonymous person who requested the rakshasa parts at the Slayer’s Take–as far as he’s concerned, it’s over.
Everyone talks about how right up-his-alley the contract is for Percy. Brian: “If Taliesin summoned an army of the damned in real life, that would be the least surprising thing Taliesin has ever done.”
Liam: “The lawyer on the other side might argue that [Doty] is less of a party member and more of a Zune.” Sam: “Shut your mouth! He is not a Zune. He’s a Palm Pilot or better.”
Noelle: “I think things went pretty well. I killed a pit fiend, I turned into an invisible bear, I airplaned Vax around.” Brian: “You pushed Keyleth out a window.” Noelle: “I did do that.”
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Sam on Doty: “I’m unreasonably attached to that robot, he’s pretty great. He’s a cutie.”
Travis suggests that Grog could take over writing Tary’s exploits, since he knows two letters now.
Liam has no expectations for what’s going to happen in the next episode. No idea what’s gonna happen. Sam points out that there aren’t a lot of loose ends anymore.
Travis: “I kept asking how my stomach was feeling, to Matt, as one does in a D&D game. If I shit an imp, we’ll know.”
Talks Machine in the Dark:
Travis mentions the K’varn fight as the first time he really felt like things were getting terribly out-of-hand. Liam and Sam both mention getting stuck inside the dragon.
Noelle, as a writer, likes the narrative ambiguity of Schrodinger’s Tova and thought that, either way, it was a cool way to go out.
My new favorite question: “Does Grog know Minxie is Keyleth?” Travis has to answer that, unfortunately, Grog is fully aware that they’re the same because he was the one who named her back in the home game.
Liam thinks the only option if Keyleth had failed that roll would be for Percy to invoke the contract. Travis also brings up the Deck.
Noelle tells amazing stories about the graphic novel bible she had growing up. “I’m pretty sure Jezebel isn’t supposed to be your favorite character in the bible, but she had amazing eyeshadow…”
Liam tells Travis that next campaign, they’re gonna have to be the note-takers to pay Marisha back for this one. Travis: “I’m gonna have to learn how to write.”
Vax will finally stop wearing the armor all the time now that Hotis is out of the picture. “Don’t need to worry about Mercer shanking me in my most intimate moments.”
“Calum!” you call after walking into the kitchen, spraying cleaner on the counter and drying it down with a rag. “It’s your turn to take the garbage out.”
“One second,” he says back, followed shortly with an unrelated, “Oh, shit.”
A moment later you glance up to see him emerge from his bedroom, shirtless, and holding in his hand a toothbrush with bristles coated in white paste.
Your arm continues to circle the counter with the rag, using slightly less elbow grease now that you’ve been distracted. “What?”
“Water’s out in my room,” he answers casually, as if it’s a reoccurring inconvenience that he’s come to expect over time. He reaches across the counter to dampen his toothbrush with the kitchen’s faucet, then proceeds to scrub his morning breath away.
“How does it just go out in one room?” you question, turning to use the same cleaner on the front of the refrigerator.
“Dunno,” Calum mutters with a mouth full of foam. Your ears catch the sound of him spitting into the sink.
“I just cleaned that.”
“And you did a great job.”
You cast an annoyed glare over your shoulder.
“Anyway, cool if I use your shower?” Calum asks, smiling at the silent threat.
The ownership you have over anything in the apartment still sounds odd to you when put into words, almost always forcing you to pause with the need to correct Calum before remembering he’s making sense. You guess you haven’t quite settled in to your newest living arangment yet, still in the habit of referring to it as Calum and Ashton’s place. You only unpacked your last box a few weeks ago, a short while after Ashton left for Las Vegas to pursue the boxing training Dennis Serrant had to offer.
summary: dominant!ashton - y/n cheats on ashton because she’s unsatisfied but he proves her wrong
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“What do you mean?” Ashton asked me and I saw his face start to quiver.
“I slept with another man.” I looked down, trying to avoid his burning gaze.
“You slept with another man?” He repeated in disbelief and I nodded my head. I looked up and could see the hurt in his eyes before he broke eye contact and looked at the ground. His expression was grim before he turned around and stalked to the kitchen sink, dropping his fork into the sink of soapy water.
I could see his arms clench as he gripped onto the counter and he slumped his head down, making my heart drop. How could I do this to the man I love? Yes, I had been unhappy and unsatisfied, but that gave me no reason to do what I did. I had no excuses.
This one is really personal to me. I hope you all like it! ♡♡♡
Where Y/N loves him, but what if he doesn’t appreciate it?
It had been a couple of months since you and Harry had started dating. It wasn’t long, but you already had strong feelings towards him. You couldn’t help it, it was something that had become a part of you. When you were in a relationship, you became too attached. You gave your absolute everything in the relationship. You would never hesitate to change your schedule if it meant that you two could get some time together. Whether it was a friend, or a boyfriend. You always tried your best to make it work.
For you, a relationship wasn’t something just to pass time. It meant that the person had a special place in your life, and in your heart. Sometimes it felt like you were the only one who was putting in the efforts, and that hurt you quite a lot. But you never let that change who you were as a person.
There were times when you worried that you came off as clingy or desperate, and that had become one of your biggest insecurities. However, as time went by, you had learnt to save your ‘institnct’ for those who were actually worth it. That included some of your friends, your family, and of course your boyfriend, Harry.
Harry and you first met at a concert. It was the time that One Direction had recently taken a break. You both happened to be in the same crowd. Throughout the concert, you two danced together, and talked lots. Afterwards, Harry asked you out on a date, and you agreed. You both agreed to meet at a café nearby, and that was the start of something new. You had a lot of fun that night, and that led to a second date, which had let to now, when you had been dating for 5 months.
You had grown fond of him, as he had of you. You knew that you had strong feelings for him, but you didn’t know if he felt the same, and you didn’t want to risk it by telling him just now. There were times when you got insecure of your relationship, and you wondered why he chose you. Harry had previously assured you that he genuinely enjoyed your company, and wanted to be with you. You had gotten comfortable with Harry to a great extent, and had found yourself telling him things that you hadn’t told anyone else.
You knew that Harry led a busy life, so you always tried to compromise for him. You would often ditch your own plans if you found out that Harry had none, just so you two could spend some time together. Once you canceled a trip that your friends had planned, because Harry was home and you wanted to treasure your time together. You even went as far as to going along with his plans. If he went out with his friends, you would tag along so you could be in his presence just a little longer. You spent a lot of time at his apartment, sometimes in his absence. He said that you had made his apartment, a home. When you were apart, you made sure to send him short texts every now and then, just so he could know that you were thinking of him.
There were times when you worried that he would start getting bothered by your constant actions, but you pushed that fear away and started believing that he wasn’t like the others, and that he would actually appreciate the fact that you cared for him more than for your own ego. He had never shown any sign that would make you think otherwise.
Thinking about it now, maybe you should have looked a little closer?
It was the day that you had off from work. You knew that Harry was at home as well, so you decided to go over and surprise him at his house. You had been thinking about your feelings for him a lot lately, and you had decided that what you felt for him was too strong to be ignored. You finally built up the courage to decide that you loved him, that he now had your heart in his hands and you hoped with everything in you that he would take care of it. You could only hope that he felt the same way, because you had no idea of what in the world you would do if he didn’t.
You knew that you couldn’t force someone to love you, or to even like you. But you wished that he did. You had done everything that you could, so you could make him feel comfortable with you, to be the one he would admire and want to spend his life with.
On your way there, you got excited just thinking about what would happen if he actually felt the same for you. Would you make love? Would he ask you to move in with him?
By the time you parked your car in his driveway, your nerves were sky-high. However, you didn’t fail to notice the other car standing there. The minor heart attack you had, quickly died when you realized that it was Ed. You were a little bummed because you wanted to be alone with him, but you were good friends with Ed as well, and he treated you like his little sister.
After quickly texting Harry, “I have a surprise for you”, you walked to your boyfriend’s door, and weren’t surprised to find it open. You quietly sneaked in, not wanting to disturb them in case they were in the middle of a conversation. Your movements halted to a stop when you heard your name,
“Oh I meant to ask you about her. How is she doing? I haven’t been able to see her in a while.“ It was Ed. You shut your eyes, waiting for Harry’s answer. “She’s fine, I guess”
You couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed at that, you had expected a more heartfelt reply.
“What do you mean? Is everything okay?” Ed asked.
Please, please. You begged Harry in your heart.
You didn’t know what you were hoping for, but what came at you next was certainly not what you wished for.
“I sometimes feel like she tries too hard. It’s like she’s always around, I mean, I like her a lot, but I just need my space a little bit. She always wants to hang out, she wants to go out with me even when I’m going out with my friends. Hell, I probably get like a hundred texts from her daily. She’s just, clingy.”
You could feel your heart break in a million little pieces. The one person that you had expected for to be okay with how you were, even he had turned his back on you.
You tried to hold your tears back, you really did, but it seemed impossible. You were quick to turn around and go out of the door, as silently as possible. It wasn’t that hard, considering the both of them were in the middle of a very private conversation. Why were you eavesdropping anyway?
Your heart hurt, you hadn’t expected Harry to say that. As you slid into your car and backed out of his driveway with that thought in mind, your mind halted to a stop.
You should have been expecting this.
It had happened before, people had told you that you were too attached, or ‘clingy’ as Harry put it, whether that be previous boyfriends or some of your so called ‘friends’.
Why did this hurt the worst? Maybe because you wished that Harry would have been the one person to accept you as you are. You felt like laughing at yourself, you felt stupid for feeling so strongly about him.
You were tired.
Tired of giving your everything to the people who didn’t deserve it.
This lasted only until you reached home, though. As soon as you were back in the privacy of your own home, you broke down. You let out the tears that you had been keeping in ever since you had heard the dreaded words. You slid down the wall next to your door, as your body shook with sobs. You felt broken, as if something had been taken from deep inside of you.
You couldn’t help but think why? Why were you the one who got punished when all you wanted was to make the other person feel appreciated. You felt yourself getting dizzy as the tears continuously escaped your eyes. You couldn’t think of a time in your life when you had cried this hard. Although it wasn’t anything new to you, what you felt for Harry definitely was. You had never had such strong feelings for anyone else, and you couldn’t bear the thought of letting him go.
So you made your decision; this was it. You were going to change.
Y/N’s parents had been divorced when she was three. Her mother, feeling the need to do something drastic, moved to England, while her father stayed back in America. They decided to share custody, switching off every six months until she was 11, and got accepted into Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry- completely surprising both of her parents, but the small girl had seen it coming. When she stayed with her mother, there was a shy boy next door, a boy with a love for chocolate, and an odd family. The two became fast friends around the age of five, when their parents began to let them play outside. Y/N found herself intrigued by the boy, who seemed to be able to do extraordinary things, and disappeared for a few days every month, always giving strange reasons as to why.
By the time they were seven, he had told her all about his abilities as a wizard, and that he suspected that she might be a witch as well. He explained to her how his father was also a wizard and his mother was a muggle, just like Y/N’s parents- following with an explanation of what a “muggle” is. As soon as Y/N embraced the thought that maybe he was right, maybe she was like him, it was as if her powers were heightened, ready to be accepted and ready to grow. He taught her small things that his father taught him, and the two became even closer over this secret they shared.
When they were eight, he had a long conversation with her about the condition he had. He shared all of his feelings with her about being a dangerous monster. He told her he understood if she never wanted to see him again, if she thought he was a horrible, horrible monster, but she just hugged the boy and told him that he was her best friend, and that she loved him no matter what. They grew even closer through that. After every full moon, she came over with chocolate snacks and several books, and she would read to him as he recovered.
At age 11, they each received their letters, his from Hogwarts, and hers from Ilvermorny, as she spent just a bit more time with her father in America as she got older. The two began their separate schooling, but never drifted apart. They wrote each other every day. During her fifth year at Ilvermorny, she decided to move in with her mother permanently, due to disagreements with her father about her abilities as a witch. Shortly after the school year ended, she was invited to further her education at Hogwarts, which she gladly accepted, excited to be able to spend more time with her best friend.
Anon: College Klance, where Keith’s sick but he has a really important test in one of his classes so he goes to class anyway. Keith and Lance happen to have that class together, and normally Lance just tries to ignore the other boy, but the Keith waddles in wearing a big coat, scarf and a wool beanie. It’s like 80 degrees out, so he knows somethings off. Bonus: For Keith being light headed and having to be carried back to his dorm room. (PS Thank you for writing awesome fics)
A/N: So I heard you guys liked pining Lance. Cashing in the bonus, someone should draw Keith in winter gear with the scarf covering his face up to his bright-red nose.
Lance hadn’t noticed the boy before. He hadn’t noticed that mullet hair, or that red jacket, or that little glance they shared when the boy would walk in a minute before class started-
Okay, maybe he’d noticed. But that’s just because the guy sat in front of him in the lecture hall! How could he not look at the way his stupid hair turned up at the ends or the stupid way he twirled his stupid pencil with his stupid nice fingers-
Okay. Maybe he’d done more than notice. Maybe he’d put in some extra effort into trying to see the boy’s name on his test. Maybe he’d lost track of class while watching the boy lazily doodle on his notes. Maybe he’d seen ‘Keith Kogane’ on the list of packages at the front desk of his dorm hall and almost choked. Just maybe, though. Probably not. Definitely not.
What happens when Loki meets someone who actually calls him on his bullshit instead of running and hiding? Word Count : 645 A/N: Hit me up if I missed any tags guys. Sorry this one is a bit short, I just really wanted to post.
Hello I am potato anon and I love your blog! How would the RFA and V and Saeran react to MC telling them that they're pregnant? It would also be funny if MC told them in a funny way, like putting a bun in the oven. Thanks and keep up the awesome work!!!
The calm before the sin….. or was it after? Oh, and keep tissues nearby just in case.
RFA + V + Saeran react to MC announcing her pregnancy
You’d been trying for almost a year now
You’re both lowkey afraid that one of you might be infertile or what
You’ve visited specialists, but there’s nothing wrong with both of you when it came to fertility.
It’s just that… the embryo couldn’t hold on long enough to develop
So you undergo a special treatment to prevent miscarriages.
The pregnancy test comes out positive one day.
However, you wanted to make sure that it holds, so you wait a few more weeks before officially breaking the news to him.
“Yoosung, do you think I look pregnant in this?”
“Of course not, MC, and even if you do get f—–can you repeat that?”
“I said, do I look pregnant in this?”
You almost gave the poor boy a heart attack
Envelopes you in a tight embrace and bawls incessantly for a few minutes
Both of you waited so long for this, you couldn’t help but cry with him
See MC, I’m not a baby. I was able to make one with you
ZEN / Hyun Ryu
You weren’t really sure how to bring the subject up to him when you found out.
He was busy with his projects and you wanted to support him with all you had.
Will the baby get in the way?
You’ve been together for a while now, but you never talked about having kids.
The opportunity arrived when you were both lazily spending your day off cuddling on the couch one day
So you try for subtle and see where it takes you.
“Zen, can you read the thermometer for me? I’m feeling a little warm.”
“Of course, babe”
Absently takes the “thermometer” from you.
It takes him a while to realize that he’s looking at a pregnancy test strip.
Is SPEECHLESS when it finally sinks in
“Z-zen? Are– are you alright?” you worriedly ask
He turns to you, eyes shining and hopeful, “Really?”
Is so excited, he tackles you into a hug Zencontrolthebeast
Quickly backs away when he remembers your condition
“I’m sorry, MC, I’m just so happy!”
You chuckle as he moves close to your abdomen and whispers, “you’re going to be the most gorgeous potato baby ever, I’m sure of it. Daddy loves you, okay?”
His popularity just rose up to 1000% when he wore a “call me daddy” shirt to an interview
As if it weren’t bad enough with his narcissism, will spam the chat room with monthly updates
You were both busy at the cafe so it took a while before you both decided that you were ready for kids
Was afraid that either one of you might lose the other if there were complications during or after childbirth
You finally convince her after attending numerous lectures on family planning and in-vitro fertilization
However, being a same sex couple, it was hard to find a willing and qualified sperm donor
Even Zen volunteered to donate his seed
But not in the fun way, no
You were considering the sperm bank, while
Jaehee was considering adoption
You received a call from the facility one day, saying that one of your candidates’ sperm was healthy enough
So you both have your eggs harvested and fertilized in a lab
The procedures took time, but the waiting was longer.
You tried to surprise her one day by eating the test dessert with “special” spoons
You were discreetly watching her when she seemed like she was thinking during her fifth bite
Thought it was odd that the spoon had grooves on it.
Were spoons supposed to be like that?
So she takes it out of her mouth and examines it.
Engraved on the silverware were the words “we’re expecting”, with little feet decorating the end of the text
“How… how many?”
The spoon falls out from her grasp and she covers her face, crying
But they were tears of joy
You go over and hug her, and you stay like that for a couple of minutes
Came home to find you decorating the dinner table
Was there a special occasion? Assistant Kang never mentioned anything
“Jumin, you’re right on time!” you approach him and welcome him home with a kiss
“Are we celebrating something?” he asks, confusion written all over his face
He’s probably thinking of ways to make it up to you in just in case
“Jumin, stop thinking, and just take a seat, okay?”
Noticed that the plating wasn’t as professional as the ones you regularly had
“The food presentation isn’t as extravagant as they should have been, I must contact the chef about this”
You stop him in time and explain that you insisted on personally preparing and cooking the food
Apologizes to you, but then he notices that there’s no wine to go with the steak
“Oh, I left it chilling by the counter; I should go and get it.”
“No MC, stay there and I’ll get it,” he says, and makes his way to the kitchen
“While you’re at it dear, can you also check on the oven? I was baking earlier,” you call out to him
You wait expectantly as he moves around the kitchen
He comes out dazed, holding the wine with a special label that says “baby arriving on [due date], so drink for the two of us?” on one hand and a plated bun with a black and white photo on the other.
“Dear, what is the meaning of this?” he demands
“It’s what you think it is, love”
Couldn’t contain his joy at your admission, and pulls you in for a deep kiss
Vowed to be the best father to his children
Finds the best ob-gyne to take care of your needs
707 / Saeyoung
Rushed you to the E.R. one day when you couldn’t stop retching.
He thought you were food poisoned
MC I told you to stop eating my chips when are you going to listen
But it turns out you were pregnant.
Can you imagine how excited this bean is
Reads books like “what to expect when you’re expecting”, and “Dude, you’re gonna be a dad!”
Oh, and did I mention that he had you attend a birthing class too?
Buys every imaginable baby item he finds
Saeyoung we aren’t putting up a store, stahp
Was sulking when you strongly refused to take him along for your ultrasound
Is confused when you hand him a box instead of an envelope when you return.
Opens it to find…peanuts?
Notices how all the peanut pods come in twos
Takes out all the peanuts from the box and finds an ultrasound photo at the bottom
His eyes bug out as he looks at it and reads the note
He couldn’t be even happier than he was at that moment.
His wish was finally coming true — he was going to have a family, and he sure as hell would do his damn best to make it a happy one.
Freaked out when he found a small, plastic baby in his cake pop one day
“MC, are you trying to make me choke? Why is this on the cake?” he demands, storming into the room
Finds you in the middle of setting up a crib with Saeyoung
“What… what’s all this? MC? Saeyoung?” he says in a panicky voice
You decide to use caution, and approach him carefully.
“Saeran, I think it would be best if we talk first, okay? Would you like to take a seat?” you suggest in a calm, soothing voice
He takes a seat, but you and Saeyoung both notice how his breathing has started to become shallow and rapid, signalling the start of a panic attack
You both take a seat on either side of him
Saeyoung instructs his brother to take deep breaths while you hold onto one of his hands to show your support
“Saeran, breathe, okay? And hold for 1…2…3… yes, yes, you’re doing fine….”
Saeyoung leaves the two of you when Saeran had finally calmed down, letting you discuss it with his brother privately.
“Why…. why didn’t you just tell me?” he asks, his expression pained.
“I….I don’t think I’m ready for this, MC. I might be okay now, but what about tomorrow? Or the day after that? You know my childhood was one of the worst, right? And then there was my stay with Rika and Mint Eye… I need more time to think about this.”
Your heart breaks a little at his admission, and more so when he leaves the room, not wanting you to follow him.
You tell his brother about what happened, and he tries for optimistic and advises you to observe first, that maybe Saeran was still warming to the idea
However, he avoids you for the days that followed; the air around the two of you especially awkward when you’re in the same room
Finally fed up with seeing you both suffer, Saeyoung declares that he was going for a drive with Saeran, and yanks him forcefully to the garage
During their absence, you think about just giving up the baby if he were still against it after the talk with his brother even if you knew that it would hurt you the most
He returns alone after an hour, plopping beside you on the couch. “So… MC…” he starts
“Saeran, I think… maybe I’ll give up on the baby if you’re really uncomfortable with it,” you say in one breath, trying to keep the tears at bay
“What? MC, no, I….” he sees the tears finally flowing uncontrollably from your eyes, and he embraces you.
“We’re keeping the baby, MC. I’m still not sure if I could be a good parent, but after my talk with hyung, I… “ he releases you and wipes a stray tear from your cheek. ”I decided to give it a try, if you’re willing to work together with me and my issues.”
V / Jihyun
“MC, I don’t understand why we have to hire a photographer. I AM a photographer, you know”
You found out that you were pregnant for 12 weeks, and you wanted to catch his expression when you finally told him about it.
So you convinced him that you needed to hire a photographer for a special set of photos
He wasn’t new to these quirks of yours, you wanting to capture moments where you’re together, and him giving in even if he only wanted to take pictures of you.
He arranges for Rui, his friend, to do the photoset.
You insisted on making the other preparations, and you all drive to a spot with a nice lake view
You gave him an A3-sized white bristol board and a black marker
“Write something that you love about me, V. But just one. And you have to do it facing the other way, so I can write mine.”
“Just one? But MC….” he stops when you give him “the look” and accepts the materials without a word.
With Rui taking pictures of the whole affair, you write “You’re going to be a Dad!” in big, block letters.
You both turn at the count of three to show what each had written,
V drops his card when he reads yours
His expression is a mix of surprise and joy, and… something else.
You immediately understand where his thoughts were going, and threw the card to approach him.
He wasn’t crying, but you run soothing circles around his back anyway.
“I’m sorry, MC, I just remembered…” he said brokenly, trying to rein in his feelings.
This causes him to sit down on the ground, the announcement and his thoughts suddenly weighing down on him.
You kneel in front of him and take his face in both of your hands. “I know, V. I can’t and won’t stop you from loving her, but remember that the baby and I will still love you no matter what happens.”
He looks up at you, the pain and unshed tears showing in his eyes.
“Thank you, MC” he says, and leans into your touch.
Needless to say, V kept that emotional photoset close to his heart.
The After-Thor’s-Banishment scene in the Healing Room of the palace where the Warriors 4 learn of Loki telling the guard to go fetch Odin.
Why is everyone suddenly mad at Loki for saving their lives? This is one scene I have never quite understood and is both unreasonable, unfair, and painful in and out of canon.
Naturally, everyone in that chamber is going to be upset about Thor’s banishment. He was Loki’s brother and the close friend of all of the warriors. But his causing of a war/disrespecting Odin’s authority finally pushed Odin too far so, though none of those present like it, it would seem apparent why Thor was banished. (Banishment was probably never even comprehended in their mind, war or no war. Punishment, yes. Banishment? Never. This means that they did not see the war and the Jotun lives as worth banishment and did not expect Odin to see it that way either. So. This lends credence to the fact that Odin only moved to banish Thor after Thor disrespected him personally.)
Even though the Warriors 4 did not witness that actual banishment, that does not matter. They saw Laufey and Odin’s conversation on Jotunheim, during which Odin was clearly not pleased (see his “Silence.” to Thor) and referred to Thor as ‘boy’ several times. They heard Odin’s tone in the Observatory as they were scurrying out. Odin even yelled his command at them because of his fury toward Thor.
Even without having actually seen the physical banishment, they knew that the Jotunheim excursion was, at least, serious politically and in Odin’s eyes.
But they are all miffed. When Volstagg wonders how the guard knew to go to Odin, Loki tells them that he told the guard.
(What guard? We know which guard from the deleted scenes, but how did
they find out about the guard? Who did they ask and who told them? Why
was this a question they even asked? It brings to mind images of, “DANGIT. Who told Odin and saved our lives? GR.”)
Loki inserted a fail-safe that should have stopped them before they were even reached Jotunheim. A fail-safe that would very likely have stopped Thor from being banished and certainly would have avoided the slaughter of over 100 Jotuns and the reigniting of an ancient war. It was Loki’s fail-safe that resulted in them actually surviving the excursion on Jotunheim, because otherwise they would be dead or Laufey’s prisoners.
But instead of understanding why it was a good thing Loki told the guard, or thanking him directly for saving their lives, Volstagg gets upset and Sif instantly turns to Loki and tells him he “must go to the All-Father and convince him to change his mind.”
….Why does the fact that Loki told the guard make Thor’s banishment suddenly his fault? Why does he now need to petition the All-Father, after Sif learned that he told the guard? They did not see it, but Loki actually already tried to stop Thor from being banished and was snarled at. That, I would say, is a significant deterrent to trying to ask again right now. Especially since Odin just did something unusually harsh toward Thor (his favored son) that no one expected. Loki isn’t the favored son, was snarled at when he tried the first time, and knows how enraged Odin was.
Petitioning Odin again, at the moment, is out of the question.
But regardless, I will never understand why they turn on Loki here, as if centuries of friendship are suddenly expunged because… Loki told a guard to tell Odin and made it possible for them to actually survive the ill-fated Jotunheim venture.
Not to mention that everything that Loki said about Thor was true at that moment. He was arrogant, reckless, and dangerous.
Even if the excuse is used that they are upset and looking for a scapegoat, it is absurd that they would turn on Loki and then go as far as to actually believe Laufey’s words and use them against Loki. Laufey is the “enemy” king in their eyes. He is the king of monsters. Yet, suddenly, they are willing to take his words as 100% truth and blame Loki for the Jotuns getting into the Weapon’s Vault? Not to mention that the Jotuns getting in doesn’t even point to Loki except for the single and solitary fact that Loki has magic, though Odin being the culprit for that is another meta for another day.
I will give Volstagg credit that he said, “We should be grateful to him. He saved out lives.”, but it would have been far better if he could have actually said that in Loki’s earshot. I am also grateful that Fandral said, “Loki has always been one for mischief, but you are talking about something else entirely.”
But. This scene still hurts, makes me angry, and is hard to swallow.
Note: It should also be pointed out that Sif asked Loki to bring Thor back despite the number of Jotuns he slaughtered so, clearly, Jotun lives… don’t mean much.]