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Behind The Scenes 3 (5/???)

Author’s note: A portion of this is going to be familiar because it was from the sneak peek I gave out a while back. Don’t get me wrong though, there are still other details to this scene that are important to the story. Also, in terms of my writing, I just finished my Malaysia scene! This means I’m a step closer to finishing BTS 3 and knowing how many parts its going to be! Sorry for any errors.

Genre: Idk to be honest (Ft. GOT7′s Jackson)

Word count: 2075

City: Hong Kong

Summary: Rap monster calls you and the rest of the boys into his hotel room for an announcement

Other parts: HERE

This is my GIF. I made it based off of this scenario series.

Unlike the other cities, to go from Shanghai to Hong Kong, you all flew on a plane. From the time wasted waiting in the airport, to the plane ride, to the drive to the hotel, it was as total of about six hours of being stuck with everyone. You spent the whole time avoiding the Rap monster’s overbearing glare and Hiro’s existence as much as possible.

Aside from your own problems, Jin had a trouble of his own Every second he could, Jin was on his phone, keeping in contact with his girl Chuntao. Since you all were going to be in Hong Kong a few days, Rap monster suggested that Jin meet up with her as soon as possible to “better seal the deal” and make sure she would still take the “stuff” to Taipei.


The Hong Kong hotel was much nicer than the one in Shanghai. Well, in general, the more cities you traveled to, the better the quality of the hotel had gotten. The grouping for the hotel rooms was the same, except this time Jin got his own room, a room he was to share with Chuntao.

In this new hotel, the room you all got was much bigger that the last. It was furnished in a beautiful modern, monochrome theme. Although it was one large room, there was enough space for one very large TV accompanied by a couch and loveseat. The furniture made it feel as though it was an actual room on its own. The two queen beds were separated by an aquarium giving the impression or spate bedrooms. The bathroom was much more extravagant than the last as well. It was huge, practically the size of the room you and Jimin shared back at the dorm. There was a beautiful glass shower, a large Jacuzzi bathtub and his & her sinks.

“Wow, the last deal must have gone well.” Jimin said, placing his bag on the first bed.

V threw himself on the black leather couch. “Yup! We should also expect bigger cuts too!”He smiled.

Jungkook flopped face first into your bed “Except me!” He grumbled into the pillow

“Well, I don’t know about you guys, but after tonight’s concert I call dibs on the bath tub!” Jimin said.

Just past your bed was the balcony. You slid open the tinted doors and stepped out onto the dark tile. “Wow, I didn’t realize we were so high up!”

V came up next to you, leaning on the dark metal railing to take in the view. “Wouldn’t it be great if we could fly? We could be this high all the time.”

“And we could fly anywhere too.” You added.

V pulled out his phone and began taking pictures.

“Are you gonna send those to your parents?”

“Yup!… Oh! Namjoon texted me. He wants us all to go to his room.”

The four of you  poured out of you room just in time to see Jin walking out of the elevator.

“Why were you on the elevator?” Jimin asked.

“The single bedroom rooms are on the floor below.” Jin explained.


Jin nodded. “This place is nice though! My room had this beautiful beach theme. It feels so relaxing just being in there.”

“Ha, I’m sure “relaxed” is the last thing you’re goona be feeling when you’re taking Chuntao from behind!” Jungkook laughed with his pervy smile.

Jin rolled his eyes and ignored the maknae’s perverted comments. Being, the first one to reach the hyung room door, Jin quickly knocked in a way that expressed his growing agitation.

The door didn’t completely open. It just clicked open and you heard a voice fade away from the entrance. Jin held the door open and let the guys in, that was, up until it was your turn. As you straggled your way up to the door, he quickly ran inside and swung the heavy door in your face, trying to locking you out.

Lucky for you, you acted fast and used your foot to keep the door open and quietly let yourself in. “Fucking dick! Is he trying to get me in trouble?!?” you thought.

Upon first glance, the hyung room was very similar to yours. The only slight difference was that this room had a nature theme to it. It was decorated with lots of greens and light browns.  As you walked in, you spotted Rap monster and V on one side of the room as Rap monster spoke on the phone. You could feel his eyes on you as you came into the room. To avoid his gaze, you went over to the group of guys huddled at the corner of one of the beds and stuck yourself between Jimin and Jungkook.

“So why does he want us all here? We don’t have to leave for another two hours.” Jimin said.

“I don’t know why exactly… All I know is that Jackson is going to show up in a bit, but I don’t see why you guys have to be in here too.” Jhope said. He seemed just as confused as the rest of you.

“Just Jackson? What about the rest of the GOT7?” Jungkook asked.

“He is gonna be on a talk show here in Hong Kong, the rest of the guys are back in Seoul.” Suga mumbled.

Without you all realizing, there was a knock at the door. Rap monster was the one that opened it and let Jackson in. You guys only knew that he was there when you heard him shout, “Namjoon!” The second Jackson saw Rap monster, he dropped the bags he was holding and engulfed Rap monster into a bear hug. After a rather long embrace, he made his way over to the rest of you all. “Hey guys! Finally, I see you all again!” He smiled and proceeded to greet the rest of the guys in the same manner he did Rap monster. However, when he came up to you, his demeanor changed. His face wasn’t so cheerful as he glared at you. “You must be y/n.” he said ominously.

You were scared by his sudden change. The crazy look in his eye made him more threatening. It didn’t help that he seemed to hold himself the same way rap monster does. All you did was give a tiny nod.

“Hm, I thought you’d be prettier in person.” He scanned you from head to toe. “She’s in rather good condition.” His comment seemed to be directed to Rap monster who stood a few feet behind him. “Too good if you ask me…”

“Only for the sake of ARMY.” Rap monster said getting closer to the two of you.

Jackson’s eyes spotted the start of the scar on your collarbone. Without warning, he grabbed your shirt and pulled it off your shoulder to reveal the whole thing. “Was this you? Nice!” He said, once again referring to Rap monster. Finally, his eyes met yours. “Hm. You’re lucky you aren’t stuck with me. I would have done much worse.” He grinned

“What’s with the bags and boxes?” Suga asked, diverting Jackson’s attention.

Instantly, Jackson’s demeanor switched again. “Oh! I got you all some gifts!” He ran over and grabbed the stuff and then walked up to Suga first. “For you, a gold flask and new soundproof headphones. Hobi, for you, I got ahold of the newest shit on the market!” He pulled out a small bottle of pills. “The high is fucking amazing. It had me seeing fucking dragons and shit!” He took a step to Jimin. “Bambam suggested all this skin stuff for you! It’s all the top of the line stuff too… Jin! Here is a pokemon collectable thing for your kid. He likes that stuff right?”

“Mario actually.”

“Fuck! I was thinking about Taekwoon’s kid. Sorry about that!”

“No worries, he’ll still like this.” Jin smiled.

“Tae, for you I got you a leather jacket!” he grunted picking up the large box and unloading it into V’s arms. Then he moved over the Jungkook. “And for you, this new laptop! I got you one that wouldn’t get viruses and shit. Now you can watch all the porn you want! I figured that you wouldn’t be getting as much pussy anymore that you’re “dating”!” He laughed with his signature cackle. Now at the end of the line up, he looked down at you, once again his demeanor switching. He grabbed you and pulled you towards him. “… And why don’t I be your present?” He whispered.

Jimin let out a snort. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you~!” Jimin sang.

“Me either.” Jungkook added.

“Why not?” Jackson asked, still holding you.

“Take my word for it, she’s not that great.  You could definitely get way better from any random bitch.” Jungkook said in a nonchalant tone.

“She’s been passed around a lot. She’s probably got some shit going on down there.” Jimin said with a look of disgust.

“Ew!” Jackson said pushing you off him.

Rap monster came up a bit closer to Jackson. “And where’s my present?” He asked jokingly.

“The deal we have coming up is your present! You wouldn’t believe the strings I had to pull to get you in on it!”

“Ah, I see how it is.”

“If this deal goes well, we are set for life! I had to let you in on this to make it up to you. If it wasn’t for you, damn, I wouldn’t know where I’d be.”

“Dead… I’ve saved your ass at least 20 times.” Rap monster smiled. “… It amazes me that you’re deeper into to all this than I am.” You could hear a bit of bitterness in his voice.

“You can’t blame me for my connections. Athletes love their ‘roids!” He said matter-a-factly. “Ah, look at the time! I gotta head to the set. I’ll show up Sunday and we’ll head off to the deal! Bye guys!” he said as he left the room.

Rap monster’s eyes followed Jackson as he made his quick escape. “One of these days, I’m going to slaughter that precise mother of his right in front of him.” He growled.


Not long after Jackson left, you and the maknaes were dismissed. You four, followed by Suga and Jhope returned to your room. While everyone relished in their gifts, you thought about what Jackson being around could mean for you. In a slight daze, you sat next to Jungkook at the edge of the bed you both had to share.

Having noticed your mood, and in general not wanting you sitting next to Jungkook, Suga came and plopped himself in the small space between you and the youngest member. Jhope too had noticed your somber expression and placed himself at your other side.

“Sorry about what we said earlier y/n. We had to be that way…” Jimin said as he walked to your side of the room.

Jungkook leaned forward so that you were able to see him past Suga. “Yeah, we didn’t mean anything by it!” he added.

Suga raised an eyebrow at the both of them.

“Don’t give us that face!” Jimin said. “We didn’t want Jackson getting his hands on her!”

You rested your head on Jhope’s shoulder “It’s okay guys. I know what you were trying to do.” You mumbled. You felt a squeeze of your fingers and looked up to see Suga offering you a slightly reassuring smile.

“Don’t be so mopey guys!” V grinned. “The good news is, with Jackson here, that means Namjoon is going to be pretty~ busy! He probably won’t even sneak into the room tonight.”

“Sneak in? When did he sneak in?” you swung around to face him.

“Remember! I told you guys that he’s been taking our room key! He’s been coming into the room every night, sometimes even twice a night. Haven’t you guys heard him?!?”

“No!” you, Jimin, and Jungkook said.

You looked between Suga and Jhope. “Has he really been doing that?!?”

They both shrugged at you. “We are always knocked out at night.” Jhope peeped.

“What does he do when he’s in here?!?” Suga asked V.

V gave a small shrug. “Eh, he just walks in, stares at us all and then walks out.” He spoke as if it was completely normal.

You shivered at just the thought of that happening.

“But~ with Jackson here, they will be busy all night, so that shouldn’t happen!” V reminded.

Reasons why Asuka Tanaka is an Absolute Best™ (with pictures) :

• Glasses

• Dark opaque tights

• Talented and passionate

• Long stylish hair, dark as ink and soft as silk.

(often messy which means +10 charisma)

• Meaty thighs

(10/10 pillows ↑↑ )

• Wide hips

(essential for hand placement and overall hug’ability)

•  ↓

•  ↑

• Breasts of increased softness, ergonomic shape and bonus top tier armpits

( ↑↑ this airfield can probably balance, like, 2 or 3 phones in the tawawa challenge)

• A pinch of yandere

(the perfect mix between possessivity and affection ↑ )

• Cannibalism tendencies (she will bite you)

• Strong, independant and feminine

• Still needs to be protected

( ↑ fig. n°1 : smile that must be protected at all cost)

• Mischievous

• Can be serious

• Can goof around as well


• She knows what’s up

• She understands human beans very well too

• Very cute (that is important)

• She will headpat you

• Her birthday is December 25th

– If you’re not convinced yet, let me reach out for your imagination :

• Loud and shameless mind-blowing sex

• Lingerie

• ↓

• Cooking in underwear

• Sex in the car

• Probably shitposting on social networks

My point is :

Adorable and precious sex machine. Must be married at the speed of light.

How to Get Ahead in Life

1. Don’t pay too much attention to the way you feel. Feelings change throughout the day and they are unreliable. Don’t let them rule your life, or interfere with your goals.

2. Decide not to worry as it tends to make things worse. If you focus on your worries it will drain your energy – and often what we’re dreading doesn’t happen anyway.

3. Cut the internal commentary. Stop telling yourself that things are going to fall apart, or your efforts won’t succeed, or you won’t be popular. Keep trying, moving forwards, and getting on with life.

4. Stop being self-critical. You need to be your own cheerleader and your biggest fan in life. Note progress, perseverance, attitude and inner strength. Be affirming, kind, believing and coach towards success.

5. Stop feeling guilty. Feeling guilty changes nothing. You are going to make mistakes. Accept you aren’t perfect - then get up and try again.

6. Stop worrying about what others think of you. At the end of the day it doesn’t matter what they think. Choose your own goals for your life – you’re not accountable to them.

7. Don’t worry about set backs or changes to your plans. Plans always need adjusting and things always go wrong – but that doesn’t mean “it’s over” or you’ll never reach your goals. Expect to make some changes – just be adaptable.

How to Annotate Literature

Many times language and literature classes require students to annotate the books that are given to them, but in many cases tips and advice on how to do so is lacking. I will be sharing my personal strategy for efficient and successful annotating that will not only help your understanding of the text but also gain the love of your teachers!

The tips have been divided into 5 components, each with their own explanation.

Sticky Tabs are Your Best Friend

I don’t know how I would manage to annotate without my sticky tabs. They help me organize and navigate the book before the reading, remind me what to look for while i’m going through the text and help me find whatever I may need once I get to further analysis for the class. 

Create a key for your tabs, personally I use five colors each having a few specific purposes based on where I place them in the book. Most stickies are accompanied by a specific note that will remind me of what I wanted to point out, these stick out of the right margin. 

  • Pink- Anything to do with characters, be it development or certain traits to remember. It can also be used for when you have questions about character related aspects of the text.
  • Orange- Refers to setting, in plays it is also applicable for stage directions.
  • Yellow- Is used for literary devices and use of language (tone, diction, patterns) and syntax, if there is a particular word the author used or a structure you want to take note of, this is the color to use. 
  • Green- Applicable to any important plot events, notable scenes or things that you think will be significant later in the story.
  • Blue- Themes and context of said ideas, anything to do with time, place and space in which the text takes place. It can also relate to how your context (a student reading a book for a literature course) impacts your perception of the text.

These are the things teachers usually look out for and it is certainly useful in any kind of further task! 

The top and bottom margins can be used to divide the book in to sections, such as chapters or scenes, mark the most important pages and to also highlight text to text connections. These colors you can pick yourself!

I do not recommend having more than 5 sticky tabs per page, otherwise it gets too crowded and they lose their purpose! (but you will still need to buy aaa lloootttt)

This is my key for the book I am currently annotating, Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw. 

Don’t Overdo it With the Highlighter

Find one color highlighter that you like the most and use it to mark explicit words or phrases that catch your attention, you can also use them in correlation with you sticky tabs! 

I prefer to use a yellow highlighter because it seems to bleed the least, and I usually use it in relation to the the yellow and blue tabs because those are the ones that relate to the most detailed and minute parts of the text. Once again you can find your own preference! But don’t overdo it, otherwise, like the tabs, the highlighter will lose its function to highlight important points. 

This is an example of how much highlighting I usually do. For non-fictional texts or parts of a book (like in the introduction you see here) I reserved highlighter for dates and names. 

Have a Conversation With the Author

This is one of the first tips that my high school teacher gave me and it’s really one of the most important ones to remember. And I know, it may sound kinda silly, but I find that it really helps me in developing my ideas and remembering exactly how I felt about a certain aspect of part of the text. 

Whether the text is fiction of non fiction, anything in between, you can always do these few things

  • Ask questions- As if you were going to get an answer, ask questions, write them down and write down as many as you want. Writing things down helps people remember so then it is more likely that in a class discussion you will be able to recall your queries or wonders. 
  • If you don’t like something, or you’re surprised by something, write it down! Use exclamation marks, use words that you would use in a regular conversation. I always write ‘WOW!!’ or ‘OMG’ when i’m especially impressed, and having such vocal- well written vocally- emotions will bring you closer to the subject of the text. 
  • Talk to the characters as well, if you are questioning a character’s actions ask them and provide an explanation as to why you speculate they may have acted a certain way. Not only does that further contribute to your involvement (also making things more entertaining) but it also deepens your thought!

What i’m trying to say is write down anything that comes to mind, your first response is your true response, and it is a valuable addition to your notes! And if you want to write a whole essay in between the lines… Actually, i’ll come back to that later! 

Pens, not Pencils 

I used to make notes completely in pencil but my approach changed when I realized that overtime the pencil would rub off and get illegible. I think it was because I used my book so much, but having switched to pen I realized that it helps me in quite a few other things as well. 

The good thing about pen is that you can’t erase it and let’s say you started writing down a note, scan down the page and realize what you are taking a note of is completely wrong. That’s ok! That’s actually really good! Don’t scribble out what you just wrote down, but instead continue and explain why you may have thought a certain way and what your understanding is now. That relates really closely to the previous note. 

Evidently pen also appears darker on the page, then there’s no possibility of it ever disappearing. It also won’t smudge or bleed as long as it’s ballpoint! That’s a good thing when drawing arrows between lines, underlining in addition to your highlights and circling/boxing whatever you deem necessary.

Time, Effort and Commitment

It’s clear that this post took me a while to make, and it took me a while to develop this system with all of the things that I have considered. So it must be self evident that using this type of annotation won’t be quick. It might get tiring at some times, and for me it really does, but at the end I find that it always pays off! You have to stay committed to this technique, you have to put in the same amount of effort for every page, which means you need time. So here are a few final general tips I will leave you with.

  • Don’t procrastinate! As goes for any task, and this one more than any, don’t waste time getting to it! I advice you check how many pages you have in total and make sure that you do a certain amount per day (usually 5-10 pages a day is good!)
  • If you go off on massive tangents in the side bars, make sure that you don’t get too distracted by them because they will take up a lot of your time. But one now and then may be good! Be sure to mark it for later reference!
  • Play mind games with yourself. This one is actually pretty interesting but it personally gets me a long way. If you have 20 pages left, don’t look at it as 20 pages but instead as 4 times 5, then the amount will seem a lot more manageable! It’s a kind of self encouragement!
  • That can also be said by looking now and then at how far your bookmark has moved through the book and giving yourself a pat on the back for all of you hard work!

That’s all I have for now! If you have any further questions for advice or explanation please message me and I will be more than happy to help! And I hope that this helps some people out too! (I’m counting this as 21/100 days of productivity as all I did today was related to annotating.)


january 30th, 2017 | some notes about vectors that i made yesterday! i took the test today and it wasn’t as difficult as i thought it’d be, hehehehe. but that doens’t mean i’m going to get a good grade, because i’m probably going to score a 5/10 or less HAHAHAHA. but let’s hope i pass at least!

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I don’t often do this, but I did a repaint of the Rumpelstiltskin I painted back in December–I sort of underestimated the power of the Rumple fandom and was not expecting the original to get quite so many reblogs, and every time I saw a notification pop up in my feed I just felt like youknow, maybe I should fix his noodle hands and give him some eyebrows? I felt a little guilty about leaving you such a noodle boy.

So I did–unfortunately I can’t reblog and change the original photo at the same time, so I’ll leave the other one in it’s separate post. That picture has a slightly different vibe anyway.

  • going through reblogs of ur posts and reading all the tags to see if anyone complimented your handwriting 
  • “no no procrastinating is okay see this is different this is studyblr so it’s educational therefore it’s all good that I spent 5 hours on tumblr and now I’m not going to finish my final essay" 
  • zooming in on photos to read people’s notes 
  • quietly googling terms used in other education systems (gymnasium? revisions?) 
  • wanting to get a white desk/sheets just so you can take artsy pictures 
  • let me just stand in the middle of the moleskine store and take 500 pictures 
  • realizing that almost everyone in the community is a ravenclaw (GO EAGLES !!) 
  • *feels like a regular Sherlock Holmes after painstakingly figuring out what brand pen that is* *sees price* *cries internally* 
  • *is aggressively artistically challenged* *teaches self to draw banners anyway* 
  • at the end of the day, feeling v loved and supported and accepted (where you may never have been before) in this oddball community of fellow dorks and motivated students *cheesy music, fades to black*
Virgin Mary {Peter Pan Imagine}

Originally posted by pans-dreamshade-of-neverland

Originally posted by seduction-pure

Peter Pan x Reader AU

Part IX of here

Author: Joi A. Wade

Requested: Yes, Anonymously~”3-5-14-15-22 for Peter Pan pls?”

Warning: OOC(out of character), LONG & SMUTTY (LIKE IT’S ABOUT TO GET HOT IN HERE) Not all that good at smut so bare with me here…

NOTE~ This is NOT the last part, only two more to GO my lovelies! 600+ followers, and THANK YOU to all who have loved this series so far, you’re gorgeous! 

Two days later…

After the little episode on Monday, things around the school have been a little…tense. A lot more people started talking to you, girls who also have been under Pan’s spell showing sympathy towards you, befriending you in the process. But…you couldn’t help but feel like something was missing.

Maybe because it’s not something, but someone. Peter hasn’t been at school since Monday, and neither Thomas, Newt, or Felix have had any contact with him. It was starting to worry the three boys about their friend. You, deep down inside, felt a tang of guilt. Henry told you not to do that to yourself, that none of what went down was your fault, and you believed him. It’s just…the way Pan looked at you after you said you hated him…there was a pained look in his forest green eyes that was burned into your mind, every time you closed your eyes.

When you told your mom about what happened, she was actually proud of you for showing that boy who he was messing with. But, you didn’t feel all that proud. What if Pan…actually cared? What if he-

“We need to talk, love.” You heard the thick, British accent, making your heart skip a beat. But, when you turned around, you were a bit disappointed that it was just Newt. Thomas and Felix not far behind.

“Do you guys ever separate?” You rolled your eyes, taking your attention back to your locker. “How’s your jaw, Thomas?”

You heard him grumble in response, bringing a playful smirk upon your face.

“Listen, it’s about Pan.” You stiffened at the sound of his name, gripping your locker door tightly. “We need your help. He won’t answer our calls-”

“That is not my problem,” slamming your locker closed, you picked up your stuff, ready to leave. But, Newt was quick to trap you, both of his hands by your head, trapping you in between his arms, staring directly into your eyes.

“You don’t understand, Y/n. Peter Pan loves you. And we, his friends, took you away from him. You have to understand that those videos were made before he realized his feelings for you, hell, he was going to confess on Monday.”

“Peter Pan doesn’t love. He told me himself.” You refused to reason, why should you trust his words?

“Well, maybe he needed the right girl to show him that he’s wrong. You didn’t see the way he looked at you at the party last Friday, or the way he talked about you to us. The only time we’ve seen such love in his eyes was when…”

“When what?” You raised an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue. Even looking back at Thomas and Felix, both of their facial expressions changed. Newt sighed, moving his arms away from you. 

“Just…please, love. I’m begging you, I will get on my knees. Just, please talk to Pan. It may not seem like it now, but we really do care about him. And if you’re the only person he’ll talk to, then you’re our only option. Please.”

You adjusted your hold on your backpack, looking around the hallway, and then back at Newt. With a slight nod, you agreed. “Okay.”

“Good, I’ll take you to his home.” Newt took your bag and gave it to Thomas, heading for the exit.

“But wait! What about class, I can’t just skip!” You called to him, making sure not to be too loud in case there are teachers near by.

“We’ll cover for you. Say that you got a stomach ache or something, and Newt took you to the nurse. Surprisingly, we’ve got your back Y/n. It is the least we could do.” Felix bumped Thomas on his shoulder, making him nod in agreement.

“I may not like the thought of my best friend dating a prude,” Thomas said, getting you to roll your eyes. “’s better than not having a best friend at all.” 

Riding on Newt’s motorcycle, you clung onto him for dear life, him letting you wear his helmet. Once you’ve arrived at Pan’s house, you saw how…clean and pure it looked. How could a boy like Peter Pan come from such a nice looking home. When Newt came to a stop, you were quick to get off, happy to be back on the ground.

“Strong grip you’ve got there, love,” Newt joked, taking the helmet off your head. “Well. Here we are.” 

“This is his house?” You gasped at the sight, Newt watching you gape at it’s size.

“Yeah. Amazing, isn’t it?” He sarcastically remarked, putting his helmet on his head. “Good luck, Y/n. I’m counting on you.” And with that last bit of encouragement, he was off, leaving you to stare at the house before you.

Shaking yourself out of your daze, you walked up to the porch, staring at the neatly painted double doors, that had a logo, which read, “Mrs. Darling’s Home for Boys”. With a hesitant knock, the sound of a dog echoed throughout the house, making you jump slightly.  

“Coming!” You heard the chirp of a young voice. That said person opened the door, looking down, you see a small boy, about the age of six, staring up at you with big blue eyes. “Hello,” he smiled.

You gently smiled back, kneeling down to the boy’s height. “Hello there, what’s your name?”

“M-my name is James,” He bashfully replied. “You’re really pretty.” He blushed, swinging back and forth on his heels, making you chuckle. 

“Well, James, I’m Y/n. I’m looking for-”

“James! How many times have I told you to stay away from the door?” The familiar voice came from behind the little boy, now standing by the door. When you looked up, you made eye contact. “Y-Y/n?”

“Pet-…Pan.” You caught yourself, standing to your feet. “Uhm…may I come in?” 

He started at you, mouth opened. Clearing his throat, he moved out of the way, allowing you entrance. Once you were inside, you saw a lot of boys playing around, or just hanging out with one another. Some young of age, some looking like they were starting their teenage years. 

“This way,” He gestured to upstairs, which you followed instruction. When you climbed the stairs, you saw many bedroom doors, and more boys upstairs like it was downstairs, all seeming to be playing around and goofing off. Opening the first door to the left, Pan walked in, waiting for you to do the same. 

You entered what you assumed was his room, sitting on the bed as he closed the door. After it was closed, he locked it, making it so you were not disturbed. “What the hell are you doing here?” He broke the silence, but his back was turned towards you.

“I-I…why weren’t you at school?” You answered his question with a question, getting a scoff in return.

“And you care because?” He occupied himself with things around his room, making it his mission not to make eye contact with you. 


“Oh so NOW I’m Peter? What happened to Pan a second ago, hm?” He finally turned around, showing you his eyes clearly. They were bloodshot, and bags were under them, telling you how much sleep he hasn’t been getting the past couple of days. 

With a sigh, you stand from the bed, walking over to him. “Peter…I’m so-”

“No, don’t give me that! I don’t want your apologies, Y/n! You have nothing to apologize for! I’m the one who lied, I’m the one who sleeps with girls and takes advantage of them, because you know why? To feed my ego! And yet here you are, showing up unannounced, and apologizing to me!” He gripped your shoulders, shaking you a little bit. “Why are you so forgiving and trusting?” 

To say you were shocked at his sudden outburst was an understatement. But, you understood why. He looked like he’s been in bed the past two days, and his room smelled like it as well. He was a wreck…all because of you. 

You reached up, gently placing both of your hands on his face, only for him to jerk away, and move across the room, away from you. “Don’t do that. Stop playing with my emotions, Y/n! First you trust me, get me to love you, and then you break my heart and make me look weak in front of EVERYBODY! This is exactly why I don’t love! It hurts people, it bloody hurts!”


“I had the nerve to even think that maybe you would feel the same way, but boy was I wrong! You clearly made it clear that you despised me from day one, but did that stop me? No!”


“But, why can’t I quit you? Why can’t I just move on to some other bitch that would be head over heels in dropping her panties for me? Because every bloody time I close my eyes, all I can see is the hurt and sadness illuminating off your beautiful face! A girl like you should never cry, and I was the one that caused your tears! You’re right about me, Y/n, everything about my existence is worthless now! What good can I do, when all I know is bad?”

“PETER!” You shouted over him, getting him to finally come to a stop. “Breathe. Please, just breathe.” You calmly stated. 

He didn’t even realize he was crying until he sat to take a breath, feeling the liquid fall from his chin, and onto his hand. Sniffling, he wiped his eyes, holding his face in his hands. 

“Where is all this emotion coming from all of the sudden?” You whispered, but felt like you already knew the answer, sitting down next to him. 

Don’t you see? I’m in love with you. And I can’t stop, even if I wanted to, Y/n. I love you.” He turned his head, looking deeply into your eyes. 

You couldn’t hold his stare for long, as you looked down at your hands. “I know…”

“You know? Is that it?” Peter frowned, his voice cracking in disappointment. 

“Peter…what do you want me to say? That I love you back? Like I said when I said I didn’t hate you. I don’t know you well enough to. And neither do you for me. I…like you, a lot. I’ll start there. But, love is something you build overtime. Not in a week. Please understand?”

Peter took in a deep breath through his nose, staring at your hands. Hesitantly, he intertwined your fingers with his, smiling softly down at the ring that still shined on your finger. “I’m willing to wait.”


“I’m…willing to wait. Then let us build the likeness we hold for each other, so that it can grow into something more. I..I want to love you, Y/n. Even if marriage is something I have to consider in the future, then so be it.”

“Peter…w-what about your reputation, a-and your friends?”

“They’re not my friends if they can’t be happy for me, are they?” He grinned softly, rubbing the pad of his thumb over your knuckle, placing a soft kiss on it. “I’m willing to try. What about you, love?”

You looked at the brunette before you, seeing the light in his eyes as he looked at you, the same charming smile was back to greet you, making your own smile form, blush soon to follow. “I believe in second chances, I suppose.” 

With that said, Peter connected your lips in a soft embrace, one hand holding your cheek, while the other held his weight on the bed. Pulling away slightly, he stared down at your lips, smiling softly. “Can I…make love to you, Y/n?”

Just that one sentence was enough to light your whole face up like a Christmas tree. Staring up at him in disbelief, you were lost for words. Blinking a couple of times, you finally found your voice. “P-Peter…I told you, I-”

“No, no, sweetheart. A different kind of love. You don’t have to do anything, I do all the work, and you’re virginity still belongs to you. Trust me, you’ll love it.” 

“I-I…I don’t know…” You blushed, watching as he slowly laid you down onto the bed, pulling you downward so that way your legs dangled off the edge of the bed. 

“Just trust me, love.” His kissed your forehead, down to you nose. “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.” Kiss to both of your cheeks, “You are completely in control, just tell me when to stop.” He pecked your lips gently, relaxing you just a little bit. 


Peter went lower, placing pecks on your jaw, all the way down your neck, then back up. Repeating this action twice, he kissed a little harder on a certain spot, get a tiny sound out of you. Once he heard your reaction, he stayed on that spot, this time suckling and biting; marking his territory 

You gasped at the feeling, as a reflex you shot your hands into his hair, pulling on the strands. He groaned softly in your ear, an unholy sound it was, but you wanted to hear more. 

Once he was satisfied, he pulled away slightly to admire his work, blowing cold air on the spot. You whimpered, getting a deep chuckle to erupt from his chest, as he pecked your lips once more. Peter’s hands slowly made their way up your shirt, feeling every curve, every bump, every little scar, but he wanted to see, not feel. He needed to. Lifting your shirt up slowly, showing the flesh of your stomach, he stopped there, looking into your eyes for approval. 

“We don’t have to, love…” He whispered, but you shook your head.

“I trust you.” You assured him, getting a slight nod in understanding. 

He lifted it far up to where the cups of your dark green bra showed, getting a small smirk from the boy. His eyes flickered from yours, and back to your bra, as he slowly licked his lips. “You are such a tease, you know that?”

“You say that like I planned this,” You bit your lip, looking anywhere but him. 

“Would you believe me if I said I dreamed for this to happen?” He placed long, soft kisses on the tops of your breasts, his large hands cupping each one, a soft moan he earned from the action. Sucking the skin on your left one had you squirming just a bit, you’ve never felt anything like this before, and your were sure that there was much more to come. To him, this was nothing. To you, this was everything.

Moving downward, kissing and nipping at the skin on the way, he had made it to your navel, placing a slightly wet kiss on the spot, your stomach clenching up. Peter looked up at you with hooded eyes, as they clouded over with lust, and love all mixed together. He didn’t mind taking it slow for you, all he wanted to do was please you, and if just his simple kisses were doing that, he was content. He slowly, so he wouldn’t freak you out, started to pull down your skirt, he felt your breathing start to speed up, so he stopped midway, placing a light kiss on your hipbone.

“Are you alright?” 

“J-Just a little…scared…I’ve never shown…I-I-[Gasp]” Your breath hitched into your throat, stopping you from speaking. 

He placed one digit over your clothed heat, rubbing small circles over your bundle of nerves. An unfamiliar sensation started to build up in your lower abdomen, and for a moment you felt yourself dampen. It was something like you’ve never even felt before, sure the idea of doing this yourself crossed your mind, but you never dared to try. 

“How does it feel?” He asks, giving more pressure to his rubbing. Your legs twitched, small whimpers escaping as you took in the new feeling he was giving you. “Tell me, love.”

“I-I…I don’t know, it…ah,” You moaned softly, as he started to speed up, the friction driving you crazy. You could barely think straight, as you gripped his sheets with all your might, your breathing rapid, your face flushed.

He suddenly stopped, making you whine in protest, but were soon rewarded when he stuck the single digit inside your underwear, now having skin to skin contact. The sudden action made you clamp your legs shut, biting your lip hard, the dampening in your underwear getting worse.

“[Chuckle] Now, love, you gotta open up for me. Come on, you can do it. Remember, trust me.” He rubbed up and down your smooth leg, trying to relax you a little more. Taking a deep breath, you started to open your legs back up, a loud moan leaving your mouth as he started up again at a fast pace, biting his lip to keep from groaning at the sight before him. A wet spot was visible on your underwear, just begging for his attention. 

He couldn’t take it any longer. Sure, he was all about the foreplay, but right now, all he could think about was having you right there, on his bed. It’s what he has been thinking about for the past week, and now he was not about to waste anymore time.

“Okay, sweetheart. This will feel a little weird at first, but don’t worry. You’ll get used to it. Now…are you sure about this?” He slowed down his movement on your jewel, making your head spin with frustration. 

“Y-yes, Peter, yes..!” You whined, throwing your head back onto his bed, gripping the sheets even tighter, eyes watering in anticipation. 

That was all he needed to hear, as he ripped off your underwear, exposing yourself to him, finally. In all his life, he has never seen anything so beautiful, no matter how bizarre that may sound, you were gorgeous. Not even hesitating, he kissed the inside of your thigh, savoring the sounds that he earned. Looking up at you one last time, he rested both of his hands on each thigh, spreading you just a little farther. He leaned down, placing the gentlest kiss he could onto your heat, getting a jolt of pleasure to shoot through your body. 


“What ever you want, my queen,” He muttered as he finally put his skilled tongue to work, spelling out his name as he did so. The moans that you let out were forbidden, something that you were to save for your significant other. But, in this moment you were in, you could care less, only focusing on the pleasure Peter was giving to you. 

He pulled away slightly, placing kisses onto the spots he either missed or felt like needed more attention. Lifting himself up so that his face leveled with yours, he stared down at you, a couple of his fingers teasing your entrance.

“Y/n, baby, look at me,” He purred, grabbing your attention. He licked his lips, the taste of you still upon them, as he entered one finger inside of you slowly. You yelped slightly in pain, making him halt any movements. “I know, I know…I’m sorry, love, it’ll get better, I promise.” He softly pecked your lips, thrusting the single digit in and out in a very slow pace, practically groaning at how tight you were around just the one finger.

You breathed in and out, the pain started to go away, being replaced with pleasure. Soft moans flooded out of your mouth, Peter was quick to swallow them, as he connected your lips into a rough embrace, as he speeds up his thrusts, making sure to curl them upward. You gripped the sides of his neck, playing with the hairs at the base of his neck, concentrating on both the kiss and his magical hands.

“Love…I’m going to add one more…you think you can handle it?” You were quick to nod, unable to form any words. He quickly kisses you to distract you from the pain, continuing to thrust at a fast rate, sending tingles through your whole entire body. 

You thought the feeling of two digits couldn’t get any better, but once he used his thumb to rub hard circles on your clit, you started to see stars. Again, Peter swallowed your moans in a kiss so that none of the boys outside the door could hear you, still thrusting in and out to milk your orgasm for as long as he could. 

It was your very first one after all. 

Tips to pass your damn exams

1. Study ahead of time (for fucks sake)

2. Organise yourself; make a schedule (follow the damn schedule)

3. Collect your doubts (get them cleared out ASAP)

4. Take notes

5. Explaining concepts can help you memorise faster 

6. Solve Questions ( you just can’t fucking go to the exam without solving the end of chapter questions and expect to get an A )

7. Change your study area frequently 

8. Manage your time ( Don’t let a fly distract you )

9. Take breaks ( So you don’t get a mental breakdown and die)

10. Look up explanation tutorials or notes online ( Helps a lot )

Most importantly 

1. Fucking get some sleep bitch

2. Eat healthy ( consume nuts like almonds; apparently helps in increasing intellectual levels and brain activity) 

3. Stay hydrated ( please I beg you)

4. Go out for a walk or exercise 

5. As hard as it is try not to stress and remain calm

6. Stop wasting your time and tell your friends to fuck off and study. Now flee to your desk and get those A’s you deserve. 

Good luck kids 

Trump Reportedly Plans To End National Arts Funding
His administration may shutter the National Endowment for the Arts and the National Endowment for the Humanities. That's not good.

I can see I’m going to be on the phone to my congresscritters a lot in the next four years…

Note also the threat to “privatize” the Corporation for Public Broadcasting. Time to step up and save Sesame Street, people. And NPR. And Masterpiece. (We need to make sure that Sherlock has an American home for season 5, God granting that we get one…)

If you’re someone who takes the most pride in their academic achievements, getting good grades is one of the most important things in your life (Note: Having achievements outside of the academic realm is still incredibly admirable, and I encourage all people to excel in at least one aspect of their life that is non-academic). Especially if you intend to pursue higher levels of educations (i.e. graduate school, medical school), it might even be pertinent that you get high marks all throughout your college life. This can prove to be a daunting task, especially if you’re not fully comfortable with your major or program from the get go. Here are my top 5 tips for getting good grades your freshman year of college…

1. Start reading up on your course subjects before the term starts. AKA hit the ground running. I can’t even put into words how important this is. Whether you’re in General Chemistry, Intro to Psych, or Film Production, getting a head start on your readings the week before classes begin will boost your ability to recall introductory information during the first few weeks, setting you up for success as long as you stay ahead of the curve the whole time.

2. Go to office hours. You might be in a massive first-year lecture hall with two hundred other students. If you don’t sit in the very front of the class during lecture, you might not make it to your professor before the herd of other eager students to ask them for clarification on a topic covered during class. If this is the case, the only way that you’re going to get personalized help is to attend office hours. Yes, it may be somewhat inconvenient (especially if you have other commitments during those times), but it the long-run it can really help to boost your grade if you’re able to get your specific questions answered. Not only will it probably boost your grade, but you’re more likely to establish a meaningful relationship with your professor, and that can really help you when you’re applying for scholarships or internships later on.

3. Study. Study. Study. Yeah, duh. I mean to make studying fun. Don’t make it out to be this insufferable chore, because (while it very well may be), having that mindset makes it even more challenging to get through those long sleepless nights. Do whatever you have to do to make studying bearable. Some people use pomodoro, some people use pizza. Some people buy pretty stationery that motivates them to study (me, me, me). Some people blast tunes at 2am (which might irritate your flatmate). Essentially what I’m trying to say is, find a study system that works for you and make sure you do it frequently enough to be successful in your classes.

4. Make sure other aspects of your life are in order. One of the most common explanations that students have for not being able to get high marks are personal troubles. Whether they be financial, or familial, or friend-related, your situation outside the classroom plays a very big role in your overall success. Most college campuses have a counseling or psychological services office that helps students get through loss, stress, depression, and a myriad of other troubles that may hinder personal and academic success. If you’re not keen on talking to fully grown adults about your issues, trying turning to friends or peer counselors. Although they may not be professionally trained to deal with the kind of issues that you might face, they are potential support systems nonetheless, and having that support system firmly established can mean the difference between success and failure. Note: Your mental and physical health are much more important than grades on a transcript. If you find yourself dissociating, losing motivation, or have just not been feeling happy at all for longer than a couple of weeks, I would consider confiding in a mental health professional on campus.

5. Do not, under any circumstances except emergencies and special events, procrastinate. This kind of ties back to #1 on the list, and it’s simply the most important piece of advice that I could give you. Procrastination is a student’s kryptonite, and it’s so easy to do with all of the distractions that exist today. At some point or another in your academic life, you’ve probably procrastinated. Most of my friends from high school procrastinated. And while I may be generally better about holding off on doing assignments, I still find myself occasionally procrastinating unintentionally. Procrastination inhibits your ability to encode information because you aren’t able to space out our encoding over a longer period of time, and are instead forced to cram as much information as your brain will allow in your head the night before you’re supposed to recall it on a big test.

I’m probably going to do a Part II on this particular topic because I have a ton more tips to share on how you can improve your chances of getting good grades. If you don’t want to miss a single notification, follow my blog here! Have a wonderfully studious day!

OTP Questions

Because why not. 

1. Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant?
2. Who reaches for the other one’s hand while driving?
3. Who gets the window seat?
4. Who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch? (Bonus: what does it say?)
5. Who wakes up first?
6. Who falls asleep while watching a movie? 
7. Who’s prone to wearing socks indoors (or to sleep)? 
8. Who has bigger cravings? 
9. Who reminds the other to put on sunscreen before going to the beach (or pool)?
10. Who carries all the important documents while traveling?
11. Who checks the prices while grocery shopping?
12. Who sneaks in cookies in the shopping cart?  
13. Who’d give their child sweets behind the other’s back? 
14. Who’d pop the other one’s pimple? 
15. Who would discreetly pinch the other one’s butt in public? 
16. Who cooks at 2 in the morning? 
17. Who gets extremely competitive playing Mario Kart? 
18. Who takes longer getting ready? 
19. Who likes doing the dishes? 
20. Who points at a dog when they see it? 
21. Who’s prone to road rage? 

Louis’ Spotify followers grew by 2K overnight! Thank you!

Now let’s get him over the 100K mark!

Follow Louis :

Important note - we’re trying to get his FOLLOWER count up. He’s doing well with his 13M Monthly Listeners, but needs to up his follower count since it’s only at 94K now. For perspective, Coldplay has over 6M followers and over 26.5 M monthly listeners. 

Very proud of Louis for achieving these numbers in less than a month though - he moved from 70 spots to rank 50th in the world in a matter of weeks! LET’S KEEP IT GOING!


1. Drink at least 5-6 cups of water.

2. Go to bed by 11pm or earlier. If your a college student, then that’s an exception.

3. Log off all social media by 8:00pm or earlier. Set a time to not be on it. 

4. Get a piggy bank and put money in it every week or every two weeks when you are paid. Set an amount you’ll be committed to put in. No touching.

5. Let go of toxic people in your life. If you like drama, then it will continually visit you because that’s what you attract. Differentiate between those who are associates and friends

6. Get a Journal and write down your praise report and prayer requests.

7. Spend time reading the Bible. Praise and Worship. Take notes while studying a Book in the Bible.

8. Be consistent this year. Write down due dates for yourself. If a paper is due on a certain date, your teacher wont accept it. In the same way, be the student who turns your paper in time. 

9. Read a book every month

10. Cut your hair. 

11. Spend less. Be mindful of how you spend your money. Don’t be so frugal but just conscious of how you spend.

12. Take a shower. Brush your teeth. Shave. Put some lotion all over your body. These are some of the best feelings ever.

13. Make a list of all the things you want to accomplish this year. Write it down and make it happen. 

14. Try new foods. Visit new restaurants. 

15. Take a walk more often. Visit a museum or a gallery. Go to a spoken word event. (Poetry).

16. Travel to at least one or two states/country

17. Mentor someone

18. Go to a broadway show

19. Watch new shows/movies

20. Get a hobby. 

21. Be careful what you feed your spirit.

22. Look for jobs.

23. Apply to Grad School

24. Clean your room more often.

25. Surround yourself with people who motivate and want to see your grow.

26. Spend time with your family.

27. Be more active in your church/community

28. Eat healthy. Go to the gym more.

29. Take time to reach out to people. No more excuses of I’m not a texting or calling person. Find it in your heart to forgive those that hurt you. 

30. Live. Laugh. Create memories. 

I Declare that this year will be a good one. Yes, the storms will come but we will rise from it. 

With Love,

Karen Owusu

Tells Your Story, Part 5/5, Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Prompt: Reader is asked to be a part of the Hamilton Mixtape

Words: 859

Author’s Note: Very short conclusion to this story! I didn’t really know where to go from where I last left it and I’m working on getting back into the flow of writing! Hope you enjoy! This is absolutely a celebration of this blog reaching 2,000 followers! Thank you for all the support and love!

Warnings: Lots of cursing. Like, wow, I curse a lot.

Askbox | Masterlist | Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

“It’s just a birthday.” Lin pouted, completely unthrilled to be turning a year older.

“Yes! Your birthday!” You bounced excitedly, barely dodging the pillow he chucked at you, “Many years ago-” He sent you a pointed look, “A few years ago,” You corrected, “you were born! The entire world should be celebrating! It should be a national holiday! Parades and confetti and some really fucking good/ cake.”

He inspected you for a moment through groggy eyes. Squinting at your shameless bed head and your disheveled pajamas - unable to believe that you wanted to celebrate him.

“You had me at cake.”

“That was the last thing I said.”

“Then you should have led with that.” He rolled out of bed, slipping slightly on the day clothes he had carelessly tossed to the floor the night before. “I fucking love cake.”

While a normal Miranda celebration would normally be spent in his parents’ packed house, there were just too many people ready to celebrate to cramp them all in. Luis was in charge of practically everything, as he was the brains of any plan. You found yourself in a rented out club close to the Richard Rodgers, the smell of alcohol burning your nose.

Lin opted out of presents, insisting anyone who wanted to get him something should contribute to a charity from the list of organizations he publicly backed. This, of course, didn’t sway you from spoiling him rotten. Tickets to shows he never thought about seeing, the new game he had his eyes on, a tuning for the piano that had been sitting in the corner of his apartment for years.

You had rushed around the morning of his party in a panic when Lin went out to pick up breakfast to wrap your final gift. It was tucked away in the pocket of your coat, saved for later that night.

Your eyes scanned the club dance floor, expecting Lin to be at the center surrounded by tipsy friends. You squinted when he was nowhere in sight. Your eyes finally settled on the balcony door, propped open to let the cool air into the burning hot venue.

You made a beeline for it, smiling and making light conversation with anyone that stopped you on the way.

Peeking your head out, you found Lin casually leaning against the edge of the balcony, cradling his first beer of the night. He looked up when you stepped out, closing the door behind you. He instinctively held his hand out to you, tugging you close to protect you from the cold city air.

“The whole city is celebrating you tonight.” You mused, noticing the unusual commotion in the streets at the late hour. Everyone was up and just as thrilled about today as you were.

“Thank you for today. Although, these constant parties are aging me twice as fast.”

“Nights not over yet.” You reminded him, reaching into your pocket to pull his final gift out, “Happy birthday.”

He accepted the gift without argument. He had tried to fight against the ones from this morning - but now he knew better.

He placed his beer on the edge of the balcony, moving to unbox the gift.

Before you open it-” You rushed, stopping his hands, “-just know that I love you. This last year with you has been the best year of my life, it’s insane how much I fucking love you.” You fought the tears that sprang to your eyes. Lin pulled you closer, unsure of what else to do, “This doesn’t change any of that. It multiplies it by a million.”

You nodded to the box, telling him it was okay to open it now. He hesitantly cracked open the lid, tense at your tear stained face.

“Holy shit.” He breathed, pulling out the pregnancy test, the little plus sign glaring back at him, “Is this real?” He chanced a glance at you, as if looking away would make it disappear.


“I’m gonna be a-” He hesitated with the word, completely foreign on his tongue, eyes fixed on the plus sign.

“Lin.” His eyes shot up to yours, just as filled with fear and hope and love as his were. “You’re gonna be a dad.”

You were enveloped in the most complete embrace you had ever felt, Lin’s arms careful not to hold you too tight.

He rushed you into the club, storming right up to the DJ, stopping him mid-song.

“I’m gonna be a fucking dad!” He cheered into the mic, which was met by a more thunderous applause than any performance either of you had ever given.

He pulled you close again as his family bombarded the two of you in congratulations.

“I’m going to spend the rest of my life with you.” He murmured into your hair, close enough to where only you could hear in the sea of rowdy people.

“Promise?” You peered up at him under eyelashes. He grinned down at you, placing a searing kiss on your lips, the faint smell of cake frosting on your nose.

“Promise.” He answered as he pulled back, just far enough to let you breathe, “You’re stuck with me.” 

A note on future DOFP things

Hey all!

So awhile back I know I mentioned likely creating a large PDF version of Dogs of Future Past so that people could download and read and/or print it on their own time. I still want to do that! The reason why I haven’t yet? I think now I’m going to make a special edition version…one of those Remix 1.5 Over Days kinda deals that KH likes to pull all the time.

This large format PDF version will include:

  • All of Dogs of Future Past, plus some new title art!
  • All of the Origins comics!
  • All of the concept sketches and silly fun stuff that I did on the side!
  • Two new prose stories taking place after the end of DOFP + sketches to go with them!

The two bonus prose bits plus the sketches for those likely won’t end up here on tumblr, so you’ll need to download the PDF for the new stuff!

However, it’ll probably be a little while before I’m ready to post the completed PDF, since I do want to include the Chara Origins comic in with the others, and that’s probably going to take awhile to get done since it’s proving longer than the other Origins comics. However, the Chara comic will definitely get posted here.

So, this is just so you know what to expect further down the line! Thank you for your patience in me getting a PDF version to you all!

Soundtrack (Song 1 of 5)

Word Count: 4089

Summary: Steve is still human. He makes mistakes. When one of these mistakes causes problems in your marriage, he takes the time to think back over your relationship.

Warnings: Language, angst, fluff, more angst, marriage problems

A/N: This is my new series Soundtrack, where each part will be based around a different song. Please note that this series will get pretty angsty, but I promise to make everything okay at the end, deal? The song of this chapter is “I Go To The Barn Because I Like The” by Band of Horses. Weird name, lovely song. Lyrics are in italics.

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

Well, I’d like to think I’m the mess you’d wear with pride

When Steve stumbled out of the jet that night, he could think only of you. He needed to talk to you, hear your voice, see your face, touch you, hold you. You had to be awake by now, had to have realized that he had left. Normally you would have woken up immediately. The way you slept tangled up together did not exactly lend itself to graceful exits, but tonight had been different, with Nyquil holding you in blissful sleep even when Steve’s phone rang, when he answered it, when he pulled himself away from you and crept out of the house.

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Little Avenger - 6

Pairing: peter x reader

Summary: peter and you liked each other and it was the best feeling in the world. Your happiness however was short lived. How were you going to break the news to the over protective avengers?

Author’s Note: it’s so fluffy I’m gonna die!! Okay this one’s got naughty peter and protective avengers. And it’s the final part of the series. Thank you all for liking it! I didn’t know it would get so much love. Hope you like it!

Warning(s): swearing

Word Count: 2245

Part 1,2,3,4,5

Originally posted by comicbookfilms

Peter shuffled in his bed trying to find a comfortable position. He was exhausted but he couldn’t sleep, he had so much going through his head at that time. What would you say tomorrow morning? Were you telling the truth when you said you liked him? or was it the alcohol in your system speaking?

He took in a deep breath and stared at the ceiling. He pulled up his covers and then kicked them aside again. He never had such feelings for someone. He did have crushes but with you… it was so different, something so deep and new, something so lovely. You were unique and beautiful. You were harsh but so tender. His smile dropped when he realized something. How much would it hurt to lose you when you turned him down? he puffed his chest, turned to his side and strutted his eyes.

The next morning, he woke up before the alarm and sighed as he sat up on his bed. He hadn’t felt such anxiety and stress before. Love did hurt. He took a shower, dressed up in his best clothes and entered the kitchen. Aunt May greeted him with a bright smile but he couldn’t return it. there was so much on his mind.

‘what is it, peter? You look so blue.’ A crease of tension formed on her forehead.

‘nothing.’ He gave her a tight smile and ate his cereal.

‘I know it when you lie. Stop bottling it up, speak up.’ She stood in front of him.

‘I am very stressed. I-I am afraid I might fail in this, uhm, thing I have to do today. I don’t know what I would do if I lose this thing I am trying to get.’ He said while keeping his gaze fixed on the bowl.

‘peter parker, you are a winner. You shouldn’t be afraid of losing, whatever is it you are trying to get, will be yours if you want it with all your heart.’ She smiled at him. the corners of his mouth twitched in a smile and he stood up.

‘thanks, aunt may.’ He hugged her. ‘I needed this.’ He said before leaving.

He was walking in the facility taking in sharp breaths and thinking a thousand thoughts. He rubbed his face and groaned internally. This was so hard.Peter stood there for a while before his phone buzzed. He took it out and was both delighted and dismayed to see your message.

‘gym area. Right now. We need to talk. Don’t keep me waiting.’ The message read.

He felt a wave of anxiety again, you never texted without using emojis nor by being dead serious. He took in a deep breath and headed to the gym area He walked fast paced, but his footsteps felt heavy, his heart was pounding, his jaw was clenched and so were his fists.

He was about to enter the gym before he was grabbed and pinned against a wall in some dark corner. With wide eyes, he looked at the face of his attacker. He felt a mixture of emotion on seeing your brightly smiling face. Your face had a dewy glow, your lips rosy, your hair down and your beautiful eyes had a glint he couldn’t read. You looked as beautiful as morning flower, blossoming in its full glory. He tensed again when he realised it all could be taken from him at that very moment.

‘top of the morning to you, sugar.’ You smiled and winked. He didn’t speak anything just stood there staring. ‘okay, so it’s the only place there isn’t any camera and where they won’t look for us.’ You ran your eyes behind you too look if anyone was approaching. ‘so let’s get straight to the point. I like you.’ you smiled.

 He let go of a breath he didn’t know he was holding. A great relief washed over him as he heard those words. He grinned like an idiot and cupped your face. ‘what?’ he asked.

‘I like you, a lot.’ You wrapped your arms around him. he couldn’t hold back and kissed you. you smiled into the kiss before moving your lips in sync.

‘cherry?’ he quirked one brow when he pulled back and you nodded. ‘I love it.’ he said before kissing you again. You pulled back but he didn’t let go of you. he felt the need to hold you close.

‘it was my first kiss.’ A blush crept to your cheeks.

‘really?’ he furrowed his brows. ‘you seemed like you had a lot of practice. I mean you were so good.’ He said.

‘I am come with many surprises, sugar.’ You grinned.

‘stop that.’ He mumbled.

‘what?’ you asked in an adorable manner.

‘calling me sugar. It makes me wanna do,’ he tightened his grip and jerked you forwards. ‘things to you.’ he said and you chuckled. ‘that’s why I like you so much, you are unique in so many ways.’ He brushed some stray hair locks out of your face. you couldn’t stop smiling but you realised something and it faded away.

‘Pete?’ you asked and he hummed in response. ‘how are we going to hide it from them?’ you asked with wide eyes.

‘Bucky and Natasha.’ He said.

  ‘tony.’ You said.

‘oh no.’ you said in unison.

‘we’ll figure something out, let’s go out somewhere, somewhere they won’t find us.’ You offered.

‘that’s my girl.’ He smiled and held your hand.

‘uh-uh, PDA, sweetheart. It’s the key.’ You retrieved your hand.

You were loving each other’s company. Being friends was great but being a couple was something else. It was difficult to steal kisses when you were around the avengers but it was one adventure you both loved. You had even made a few games based on how many kisses or hugs one could steal, the loser had to do whatever the winner wanted.

Peter was waiting for you and Bucky to stop fighting so that he could go out with you. tony entered the common area and sighed witnessing what he was seeing. Steve was trying to separate you both while you refused to give Bucky his phone.

‘you won’t text her!’ you tumbled down the couch and ran away from Bucky. ‘she isn’t good enough.’ You shouted.

‘that’s none of your business! And I am not going out with her again!’ he tackled you to the ground.

  ‘Bucky get off her!! you are going to crush her!’ Steve shouted and pulled him away.

Tony and peter were watching it all. Tony turned away but noticed something and stopped. He moved closer to peter and noticed a side of his lip had a bright red mark.

‘why the hell do you have a bite mark on you lip!?’ tony questioned and peter struggled with an explanation.

The three of you stopped fighting and moved to their side. You slid the phone in your jacket’s false pocket and Bucky shot you a glare.

‘what’s the matter?’ Steve asked.

‘peter has a girlfriend he never told us about!’ tony said.

‘so what? It’s his personal life.’ You tried to change the topic.

‘well, you are his mentor, what do you expect?’ Bucky said. ‘I am proud of you. you are not as wild as the kids these days.’ Bucky kept an arm around your shoulder. Only if he knew….

 ‘I don’t owe you any explanation, I am leaving.’ Peter said and stomped out of the room.

You were sparing with Natasha; it had been two rounds and you both were even at this point. She didn’t tell you but she was proud of how much you had learned from her. You punched her in the side which she dodged with ease.

‘concentrate, chip.’ She warned.

‘can you stop calling me weird nicknames?’ you complained.

‘shut up and focus, red!’ Bucky shouted as he entered the gym with Steve.

You groaned and kicked Natasha in the shin. She fell and you got her in a choke, she tapped and you let go of her.

‘good work.’ She smiled and you grinned. you tilted your head in the other direction as you were getting up but she grabbed your arm.

‘is that a..’ she moved the neck of your t-shirt downwards. ‘IS THAT A HICKEY?!’ she said out loud and Bucky looked at you with wide eyes.

‘what!?’ both Steve and Bucky said in unison. They both paced towards you.

‘what hickey?!’ Bucky examined your neck. You slapped his hand away.

‘for god’s sake!’ you said and he moved backwards. ‘you too!’ you said to Natasha.

  ‘how – who gave it to you?!’ Bucky asked getting angrier every minute.

  ‘no one! I hit myself with the case of my sword.’ You lied perfectly.

‘wait a minute,’ Natasha said and looked down trying to remember something ‘you are dating peter?!’ she exclaimed.

‘no!’ you got up.

‘so it was a onetime thing!?!’ Bucky said furiously.

 ‘no! there is nothing like that!’ you tried to explain them.

‘I am going to find stark.’ Steve the only calm one said.

‘I am going to get peter.’ Natasha and Bucky said in unison.

You were running around the base until you found peter in Tony’s lab.

‘holy shit!’ you cursed and ran to get peter.

‘hey! Babe,’ peter got up as he saw you.

‘peter, just run!’ you said trying to push him out of a window.

‘the hell you going, punk?!’ Bucky entered the room with Natasha. Natasha didn’t look that angry but Bucky was blowing off steam.

‘no!’ you put up a protective shield over you both.

‘the hell did I tell you about fooling around with her?!’ Bucky said.

‘who told-‘ you nudged him in the ribs.

‘they already know, dumbass! Shut up!’ you said. ‘okay, I know you guys are angry- ‘you said calmly.

‘(y/n)! peter! What am I hearing!?’ tony entered the room.

‘oh god,’ you whined. ‘everyone calm the fuck down! and let’s talk about it in the common room, okay?!’ you said.

‘fine by me.’ Tony said.

‘come on, Barnes.’ Natasha kept a hand Bucky’s shoulder and led him out.

Everyone was sat in the common room. everyone had varying expressions on their faces. Thor, wand and Pietro were happy, Bruce, Clint, Sam and vision didn’t care much and were okay with it. Steve, Bucky, Natasha and tony were however angry. You both were standing with each other’s supporting parties.

‘its all your fault.’ Bucky turned to tony. ‘you let your ‘kid arachnid’ go to that party alone with my (y/n)!’

  ‘my fault! I am the one who should be worried about my spider son! (y/n) calls you two,’ he pointed at Natasha and Bucky. ‘her family, what if she can’t control her powers, when they’re-‘

‘don’t say it!’ Steve interrupted. ‘and stop fighting! It’s no one’s fault.’ He sighed and leaned against the table.

‘I won’t allow them to date.’ Natasha said. ‘(y/n,)’ she turned to you. ‘It’s not safe.’

  ‘the kid shoots webbings out of his arms for fuck’s sake!’ Bucky pointed at him. ‘who could know it better than me, I was stuck in that shit once.’

‘that was at the airport and he was only doing what was right!’ tony shot back. ‘and she’s deadly too,’ he looked at him and then at you. ‘no offence, (y/n). I love you and all but, like tin man, I’ve had a bad experience with you too. You once almost strangled me thinking I was some invader.’

‘I said I was sorry!’ you shot back.

‘would you guys relax,’ Wanda stood up. ‘I have heard peter’s thoughts and I can assure you he’s good for her. And (y/n)? she could use her powers and change your minds in a matter of seconds.’

‘let them have some normalcy, they are out there saving the world at such young age. If they find comfort in each other, then what’s wrong?’ Sam said.

‘I second this.’ Bruce said and Clint nodded in agreement.

‘Nat?’ Clint looked at her. ‘let the kids be.’ He said.

‘fine.’ She sighed. ‘but I know where you live.’ She pointed at peter.

‘tony,’ Steve faced him.

‘alright capsicle,’ he sat down. ‘I never really had much problem, to be honest.’ He leaned back. ‘maybe I was hungry and sleep deprived so overreacted.’ He muttered.

‘Bucky?’ you turned to face him. ‘trust me? He makes me too happy. He makes feel normal and I feel like I belong. Do I have to give you this ‘dad I love him’ shit? Can’t you just see?’ you half smiled.

‘you win, red.’ He ruffled your hair. ‘if you are happy, so am I.’ shrugged. He turned to peter and hardened his expression again. ‘take good care of her. Hurt her and I’ll kill you.’

‘yes, sir.’ Peter smiled. you hugged him and kissed his cheek.

‘before you go any further, let’s set some ground rules.’ Steve said.

‘yeah, that’s important.’ Bruce said.

  ‘keep the PDA at minimal.’ Bucky said.

‘no cute nicknames around me.’ Tony added. ‘

you could’ve said a plain no.’ peter said.

‘are you being-‘Natasha was interrupted mid- sentence by you.

‘let me just clear it all up, we didn’t ‘do it’ and we made out multiple times. One time with my shirt off but that doesn’t matter. Okay, bye!’ you said everything way to quick before running off with peter.

‘did she say ‘shirt off’?’ Bucky asked and Steve nodded. ‘I’m going to beat him up.’ He set off to find you.

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How to Get Ahead in Life

1. Don’t pay too much attention to the way you feel. Feelings change throughout the day and they are unreliable. Don’t let them rule your life, or interfere with your goals.

2. Decide not to worry as it tends to make things worse. If you focus on your worries it will drain your energy – and often what we’re dreading doesn’t happen anyway.

3. Cut the internal commentary. Stop telling yourself that things are going to fall apart, or your efforts won’t succeed, or you won’t be popular. Keep trying, moving forwards, and getting on with life.

4. Stop being self-critical. You need to be your own cheerleader and your biggest fan in life. Note progress, perseverance, attitude and inner strength. Be affirming, kind, believing and coach towards success.

5. Stop feeling guilty. Feeling guilty changes nothing. You are going to make mistakes. Accept you aren’t perfect - then get up and try again.

6. Stop worrying about what others think of you. At the end of the day it doesn’t matter what they think. Choose your own goals for your life – you’re not accountable to them.

7. Don’t worry about set backs or changes to your plans. Plans always need adjusting and things always go wrong – but that doesn’t mean “it’s over” or you’ll never reach your goals. Expect to make some changes – just be adaptable.

10 Things that make you an INTJ

1. You have already visualized how the same thing could happen in a million different ways. 

2. You decided on the best outcome, set your mind to it, nothing will change your mind. Like you will literally walk over flaming hot coals, because that is what you decided to do. 

3. You become an overnight expert in the new thing that really interests you. While you are on team sleep, when you have a new obsession nothing will get in your way of knowing ALL OF THE THINGS.

4. Sticky notes are you favorite thing. You write everything you need to do on them, you place them on things, you cover up INTP’s mouth with them.

5. You like real calendars so you can write on them. You probably have a pretty intense relationship with that one calendar that has funny puns on it because it reminds you of INTP.

6. You plan ahead for everything. Even when its just hanging out with your friend. Literally, you plan the clothing you’re going to wear, the walks you are going to go on and things you can do, and then act like it was a casual plan because who actually does that?

7. Everyone annoys you, the way they breath, the way they walk, the way they eat, the way they drink water making that weird gulping sound.

8. Exceptions to number 7 include the few people you have built a bond with. For these people all rule breakers do not apply, you would literally love them despite their loud mouth breathing.

9. You don’t react appropriately to people crying. You sort of pat their backs awkwardly and make an ill timed joke. Their tears make you feel incredibly venerable, and you will do anything possible to leave the situation asap.

10. You get completely and irrationally irritated with something and will go on an hour long rant about the subject and why it is so dumb.