this is old but i just realized i forgot to post it

The Runaway Ballerina

Pairing: Dean x sister!reader, Sam x sister!reader, some Cas 

Warnings: Fluff

Summary: Reader has been hexed by witch that turned her into a toddler, and a jealous Dean becomes very annoyed. 

A/N: I hit 100 followers, so in honor of that I’ll be posting some imagines so if you guys have any request send them down and I’ll try my best.

Originally posted by helvonasche


Sam and Dean sit in baby staring at their once 25 year old sister who was now 4 years old in a ballerina outfit because that’s what she picked out at the store when they needed to buy her clothes. The previous hunt they were on Y/N got hit by some weird powder by a witch and Dean woke up the following morning to a tiny hand on his face.

“Why do you guys keeping wooking at me weird?” She ask looking between them. “You’re just so tiny.” Sam smiles. “She’s so cute!” Sam adds looking at Dean. “Yeah, I remember.” He mumbles as they get out the car to go food shopping for the bunker.

“Come on Y/N.” Sam chimes as he opens the back door for her. He holds her hand as they cross the street to the store. She lets go and runs to the shopping carts to grab one. They stand there watching her struggle to get one cart out because they were stuck together. (Don’t you just hate that) “I got it.” Sam chuckles getting it. As they walk in store Y/N skips ahead next to Dean to hold his hand but he keeps moving his hand so she can’t grab it.

“I don’t wanna hold your hand, thanks. I don’t wanna hold your hand.” He argues. She frowns and grabs a hold of his hand and grips it tight. “Ow, ow, let go of my hand.” He growls. “That hurts.” He glares down at her. She whimpers and peeks over to Sam who looks down at her. “What’s wrong bug?”

“Dean won’t hold my hand.” Y/N pouts. Sam gives Dean his signature bitch face and Dean grunts and grabs her hand. “She always did this before.” He mumbles but Sam just chuckles shaking his head. “Why did you choose a costume?” Dean ask looking at her ballerina outfit. “It’s not a costume it’s my protective gear.”

“How’s a ballerina costume suppose to protect you?”

“Are you crazy who wants to hurt a ballewina?” She protest. “Other ballerinas.” Dean shrugs. Once Dean had enough he throws Y/N in the seat of the cart and she rambles to Sam who too eventually has enough of her talk of Princes and fairies and he gives her his iPod. She bops her head and swings her hanging legs accidentally kicking Sam once in awhile listening to music as they get to the register. “Can I has some lime jerky?” She ask pointing down below to the candy and jerky. Sam is about to protest remembering her eating habit but Dean holds his hand up to stop him. “Your remember how she was when she didn’t get things. She whined and whined.” Sam grabs the jerky and puts it down with the of stuff and Y/N smiles. The ride to the bunker is an half hour away and Y/N becomes very impatient.

“Are we there yet?” She grunts tugging on her seatbelt. “We get there when we get there Y/N.” Dean answers annoyed. “Why do you have to be such a meany?” She yells. Sam stops Dean before he can even talk back. “Hey princess let’s play a game.” Sam says turning around in his seat. “Okay!”

“Let’s play the license plate game.”

“Yay okay!” Y/N props herself on the seat and looks out the window. There isn’t much cars on the road and she eventually falls asleep from boredom. When they arrive Sam carries Y/N down the stairs seeing Cas sitting in the war room. “Who’s the child?” He questions noticing a sleeping Y/N in Sam’s arms.

“Cas it’s Y/N.” He chuckles. “Y/N isn’t two feet tall.”

“She got hit by some mumbo jumbo powder and now she’s four years old so we need to find a way to reverse it.” Dean explains as they walk to the kitchen. “Cas would you mind taking her to her room?” Sam ask. Cas hesitates at first and nods. Sam passes her gently so she doesn’t wake up. She stirs in Cas’s arms for a moment and becomes still again. He takes her to her room settling her down on the bed. He admires her small body seeing fully that it clearly was Y/N. He remembers Y/N showing him some pictures of her and boys when they were younger.

An hour goes passed and the boys sit in the library reading some books. “Do children usually nap for this long?” Cas questions. “You have a point totally forgot. She’s too quiet now that I realize.” Sam intervenes. “Oh no.” Dean mumbles getting up. “What? What is it?” Cas questions following them to the kitchen.

“Whenever Y/N was quiet it meant that she’s was either hiding something or she’s going through the pantry for cand—”

Sure enough when they reach the kitchen they see a stash of candy wrappers opened along with other snacks, but that wasn’t the problem. This was Dean’s secret stash. “Son of bitch.” He stomps his boot. “If she throws up, I’m blaming you!”  Dean scolds at Sam with a pointed finger. They go into the hallways to look for her. “Y/N!” Dean screams. He goes to her room not seeing her there and is about to leave till he hears shuffling from the closet. He slowly walks up to the closet grabbing the door knobs and swings them open spotting the little ballerina with a chocolate stained mouth.

“THERE YOU ARE!” She screams crawling through Deans legs and makes a run for it in the hallway.

“Sammy get her!” He screams. Sam sees a small body dart across the hallway. He runs after her but loses her once he turns the corner. Five minutes go by and Dean doesn’t find her. “I’m tried of playing games Y/N come out now or it’s time out for you!” After three minutes of searching he meets in the war room with Sam. “She’s in so much trouble!” Dean grunts. “Dean, why are you so mad at her?”


“She ate my stuff!”

“No, not that. I mean ever since she turned you’ve been a meany like she said what’s up with that?” Dean doesn’t answer and looks away. Sam stands there waiting for the answer. Dean mumbles something inaudible he can’t hear. “What?”

“I said she likes you better then me.” He confesses. “Dean, what are you talking about?” He sighs before he answers.

“Every since Y/N was little she always liked you best. She was stuck to you like glue.” Sam stands there in shock. “Dean, she loves you a lot you know?” He raises an eyebrow hearing this. “Anytime you and dad were gone Y/N never shut about you. Asking me all these questions about cars and bugging me when you were gonna be back and how excited she was to learn  how to gank monsters from her big brother. Besides you too spend a bunch of time together now. Why is this affecting you?”

“Is that true?”

“Yes, I was kinda jealous because I thought she liked you more. And to be honest I’m a little jealous. You guys have a closer bond than I have with her now.” Sam admits. Suddenly Cas emerges into the war room carrying a crying Y/N. “What happened?” Sam ask. “Well when I was chasing her down she fell and hurt her knee.” He lifts her leg up showing the ripped pink unitard with a cut that is now bleeding just a little and the torn tutu. He goes to hand her to Sam’s out stretched arms but she whimpers rejecting him.


“I want Dean.” She whimpers crying. Dean lifts his head up hearing this and gets a good look at his baby sister. Her arms reached out for him leaning away from Cas. Her eyes puffy and red from crying. Dean realizes that he’s been so stupid that he didn’t need to be jealous, because him and Y/N get along perfect now when she’s not a toddler. She whimpers putting her arms down thinking her big brother yet again is rejecting her today until he reaches out for her and she quickly wraps her arms around his neck. “You okay?” He ask softly wiping her tear stained face. “No.” Y/N croaks shaking her head and he takes her to his room. He sets her down on his bed and helps her in one of his t-shirts after cleaning her face.


“I’m sorry I ate your candy.” She apologies in her small voice. “No, I’m sorry for being a meany today, I was just jealous.”

“Why?” She ask with a tilt of her head.

“It’s a long story. But let’s get a bandaid on this shall we?” He gets the first aid kit and cleans her scratch up. “Tank you.” She says once he’s finished. “Dean.” She calls out to him when he puts the stuff away. “Yeah?”

“Can we watch some cowboy movies?” He smiles at this and nods his head. “Sure thing sweetheart.” He sets the movie in his room while Cas helps her pop the popcorn. Half way through the movie Y/N starts falling asleep. He looks down under his arm seeing Y/N falling asleep with a piece of popcorn hanging of her bottom lip. “Getting sleepy there?” He lays down with her pulling the blanket up. “Frectles.” She mumbles. “What?” She puts one tiny finger in his face and says it again. “Frectles.” He frowns then gasp realizing what she meant. “You mean freckles.” He chuckles. “Yeah you has those.”

A/N: Would you guys like a Part 2?
UPDATED: okay, maybe there might be some SPOILERS for anyone that hasn’t read ACOMAF - you’ve been warned.

Anyway, I wanted to share with everyone a list I made while reading ACOMAF. The list is made up of pages/chapters/certain parts of the book that are my fave or made me feel some type of way.

Hope you enjoy! If you have any fave parts or chapters please feel free to add onto the post!! I’d love to see what your fave parts are!


  • Page 49: Feyre being a sassy lil shit and throwing her shoe at Rhys’ head lmao.
  • Page 62: The whole page but mostly, “You look absolutely delicious today, Feyre.”😩😂
  • Page 95: “We’re not finished with this meal” - Tamlin “Oh, get over yourself” - Feyre // I love Feyre, I really do.😂
  • Page 192: “If that day comes, I’ll find a way to break the spell on Amren and unleash her on the world. And ask her to end me first.” - Rhys about Amren
  • Page 289: When Feyre hears the music and realizes that Rhys had sent that music to her in the prison (ACOTAR). “Because you were breaking. And I couldn’t find another way to save you.” - Rhysand // also the way he “ruins” the moment with his comment about the Weaver.
  • Pages 290-291: When they’re exchanging notes. MAKES ME GIDDY AF FAM 😍 // “Lick you where, exactly?” - Feyre “Wherever you want to lick me, Feyre. I’d like to start with ‘Everywhere’ but I can choose, if necessary.” - Rhysand
  • Page 299: When Azriel and Cassian have to stop themselves from laughing so hard when Feyre makes a comment about being surprised that there aren’t more mirrors in the house for Rhys to look at himself.
  • Pages 335-337: The little argument Rhys and Feyre have because they’re jealous of the time they spent with Cresseida and Tarquin apart. And then my little heart broke when Rhys basically said he was jealous and wanted to be someone Feyre could easily fall in love with and smile at. okay bye, I’m gonna go cry. 😭 // “To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys.” - Feyre “To the stars who listen and the dreams that are answered.” - Rhysand
  • Pages 365-367: Rhysand not being playful with Feyre and Feyre wanting him to be his old flirtatious self. The “lacy little unmentionables” talk. 
  • Page 374: When we find out the meaning of the tattooed stars and mountains on Rhys’ knees, “That I will bow to no one and nothing but my crown.” - Rhys “So dramatic.” - Feyre // Feyre bringing lambs blood to Amren and, “You––oh, I like you.” - Amren
  • Pages 399-401: “Amren and Mor told me that the span of an Illyrian male’s wings says a lot about the size of … other parts.” - Feyre // “They also said that Azriel’s wings are the biggest.” - Feyre // Rhys teasing Feyre about being this big badass but “a little free fall makes you scream?” and Feyre’s response of course, “I’ll leave you to rot the next time you have a nightmare.” // The whole wing talk on the bottom of page 400 and all of 401.
  • Pages 413-416: FEYRE SITTING ON RHYS’ LAP GOODNESS GRACIOUS HAVE MERCY ON ME. 😩 // “You are good, Rhys. You are kind. This mask does not scare me. I see you beneath it. “ - Feyre to Rhys.
  • Pages 420-422: Rhys feeling horrible for acting a certain way to his court in front of Feyre (the whole act of him being this high lord). Rhys not wanting her to compare him to Tamlin. WHEN FEYRE CROSSES THE LINE AND HURTS RHYS’ FEELINGS.
  • Pages 426-427: “When Rhys came back, after Amarantha, he was a ghost. He pretended he wasn’t, but he was. You made him come alive again. “ - Amren to Feyre about Rhys. // Amren saying that Rhys thinks he’s the villain. And Feyre saying. “But I forgot to tell him, that the villain is usually the person who locks up the maiden and throws away the key.” “He was the one who let me out.”
  • Pages 437-440: Starfall. Starfall. STARFALL. Rhys laughing. Feyre laughing. Glowing lovebirds. Feyre PAINTING AGAIN. FEYRE PAINTING ON RHYS. FEYRE GIVING RHYS A SMILE. // “You’re exquisite.” - Rhys to Feyre // FEYRE AND RHYS DANCING OH GOD IM CRY
  • Pages 462-463: FEYRE GETTING HER DAMN WINGS WHAT THE FUCK THAT WAS AWESOME. RHYS RUNNING A FINGER DOWN ONE OF HER WINGS AND “You look good with wings.” FUCK ME UP
  • Pages 470-475: FEYRE AND RHYS SHARING A BED AND THE INTIMACY GOODBYEEEEE IM DEAD. 😍😍😍
  • Pages 487-488: Feyre telling Rhys about what she used to paint for her sisters while pulling the ash arrows out of his wings. // “What did you paint for yourself?” - Rhys “I painted the night sky.” - Feyre // “I was looking for you, too.” Rhys to Feyre 
  • Pages 492-496: mate. mate. maTe. MATE. MAAAAATE.
  • Chapter 54: It honestly breaks my heart. I reread this and cried because Rhys is known to be so vicious but he does certain things to protect the ones he loves and he’s been through so much and he was raped over and over to keep Velaris protected. To keep his squad and HIS PEOPLE AWAY FROM AMARANTHA. // “But then she snapped your neck.” Tears rolled down his face. “And I felt you die,” he whispered.
  • CHAPTER 55: 😍😍😍😍😍 Y’ALL KNOW ABOUT THIS SHIT. OKAY. I DON’T EVEN HAVE TO SAY MUCH. JUST “CHAPTER 55″ AND WE’RE LIKE OHHHHHHMYYYGAAAAAWD. “I want my own Rhysand.” - me // Bless you SJM.
  • Pages 544-546: “Feyre doesn’t look too tired. Maybe she could give me a ride––” - Cassian 😂 // “Welcome to the family, Feyre.” - Mor // “We will serve and protect.” - Amren // THE WHOLE FAMILY VIBE MAAAAN
  • Page 552: RHYS’ LOVE LETTER ABOUT FEYRE
  • Pages 557-558: Feyre trying to get rid of Cassian and Azriel bc she doesn’t need protection lol. Feyre and Rhys exchanging notes 😌
  • Page 571: “Feyre Cursebreaker, the Defender of the Rainbow.” - Rhys to Feyre after the attack in Velaris.
  • Pages 574-575: Rhys hating and blaming himself for what happened to Velaris. // “I don’t deserve you.” - Rhys “We deserve each other. And we deserve to be happy.” Feyre
  • Pages 577-579: “You might be my mate, but you remain your own person. You decide your fate––your choices. Not me. You chose yesterday. You choose everyday. Forever.” - Rhys to Feyre // Feyre and Rhys deciding which room to take together. // THE WEDDING RING GOSH DANGIT.
  • Page 581: “With my life, High Lord. I’ll protect her with my life.” Cassian to Rhys before they go to Hybern
  • Page 608: NESTA. ELAIN. LUCIEN. ELAIN AND LUCIEN. MATES LMAO BUT AWW BBY LUCIEN HE MUST BE PROTECTED.
  • Pages 620-621: When Rhys breaks the news to the squad that Feyre is High Lady of the Night Court.

POPULAR TEXT POSTS + ASK MEME  (  PART 3  )

❛ i need a reasonable paying job, something like $2,000 an hour. nothing too wild. ❜
❛ idc (i do care) ❜
❛ ‘are you taken?’ yes bitch, taken for granted ❜
❛ half of me is a hopeless romantic and the other half is, well, an asshole ❜
❛ you’re yelling? at ME? the one person who has never done anything wrong ever?????? ❜
❛ you will find your home, you will find your place. you will find your people. give it a little bit of time but it will happen. ❜
❛ in order lead a happy life i’m gonna have to disappoint my parents a bit. ❜
❛ any body else here not good at anything??? ❜
❛ you can’t force people to appreciate you. ❜
❛ *puts on baseball cap* i am the dad now… ❜
❛ i fake smart.. like i’m honestly a dumbass idk shit but i know how to seem like i do.. i’m smart-passing.. ❜
❛ every straight woman who ever called her platonic friend her ‘girlfriend’ owes me $50 ❜
❛ i am a professional at misreading tones and overreacting to problems that most likely don’t exist ❜
❛ honestly if i survive the next 3 years of my life, i will be impressed with myself ❜
❛ you can’t cure sadnesses with a shower but honestly there is no purer place to suffer ❜
❛ patiently waiting for a kind soul to come along and make everything a little softer, brighter. ❜
❛ honestly i don’t even play an active role in my life, shit just happens and i’m like oh this is what we’re doing now? ok ❜
❛ no offense but if i die and no one uses a ouija board to keep me updated on memes i will literally haunt you all ❜
❛ imma start charging people for hurting my feelings $3 an hour ❜
❛ i have finally reached the age of most young adult protagonists yet my life is still uneventful??? where is my cool story??? my cool talents??? @ universe i’m pissed ❜
❛ hello, police? i accidentally stepped on my cats foot and need to be arrested ❜
❛ *tries to watch 45 minute episode in 20 minutes ❜
❛ please don’t just come in my life, take my heart and leave. please don’t do that. ❜
❛ concept: me, 10 years from now, living in a pretty house with my love, sipping a hot cappuccino on a rainy autumn afternoon. our dog curls up next to me in the window bench while our cat snoozes on the bed. i’m financially stable and i’m never tired anymore. the bees are safe. ❜
❛ i can’t believe what walkie talkies are called ❜
❛ the gorilla could have died and been done with in like a week but none of you know how to be normal ❜
❛ me: *is bitter but is also right* ❜
❛ just saw a girl in high heels long boarding to class. godspeed, my queen. ❜
❛ i’ve never belonged anywhere, i’m always just in between ❜
❛ too young for unnecessary stress, i gotta live ❜
❛ i may not be beautiful but at least i know a lot of useless information ❜
❛ i’m like always sleepy. i feel like i should be used to this by now and stop complaining about being sleepy but i can’t. always, i’m sleepy. ❜
❛ lmao no offense… but what’s the point of being mean to people for no reason ❜
❛ drunk me is the me i really want to be. confident, hilarious, and most importantly, drunk ❜
❛ “alcohol isn’t supposed to taste good” buddy watch me drink the fruitiest/sweetest shit i can find and enjoy it because i don’t hate myself enough to even begin to consider drinking like.. beer ❜
❛ tfw you’re already fully aware of the unnecessary self destructive bullshit you’re doing but you can’t bring yourself to do anything to stop it ❜
❛ hey sorry for not replying i didn’t want to ❜
❛ honestly how am i gonna make it in the world???? i get a little teary eyed any time someone compliments my personality ❜
❛ true bonding is when you and your friends are all angry about the same thing ❜
❛ *touches your hand and looks seriously into your eyes* i am a piece of shit ❜
❛ lets play ‘how rude can i be until you realize i don’t like you’ ❜
❛ i love drunk me but i don’t trust her ❜
❛ hate when i am wearing makeup and still look shitty like what else am i supposed to do? get enough sleep? eat right and exercise??? as if ❜
❛ i’m not on a high horse. i’m not even on a horse. i’m face down in a ditch on the road of life ❜
❛ i hate when people ask me what i would do in their situation because 9 times out of 10 i would literally never be in that situation in the first place ❜
❛ i barely remember the last 6 months honestly like am i even alive ❜
❛ you had me at ‘hello’ and lost me at ‘i think your friend is cute’ ❜
❛ i’m pretty sure by now ‘tired’ is just a part of my personality description ❜
❛ wow i really liked that song now i think i’ll listen to it another seventy times in a row ❜
❛ ‘shit it’s 2 a.m.’ i say every day at 2 a.m. as if i’m surprised ❜
❛ i’ve been stressed out since like the third day of second grade ❜
❛ telling other girls they look pretty is like cracking a glow stick full of positivity and female friendship ❜
❛ i want to be sun kissed and also people kissed ❜
❛ about me: glowing, eating peaches, drinking wine in lingerie, not texting your desperate ass back  ❜
❛ i highly recommend never having feelings ❜
❛ due to unfortunate circumstances, i am awake ❜
❛ i’m gonna solve mysteries so fucking good ❜
❛ what did people even wear in 2008 ❜
❛ i’ll just ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  my way through life ❜
❛ you know what sucks? everything bye ❜
❛ me? overreacting? probably ❜
❛ people asking me what kind of music i like is such a stressful experience ❜
❛ honestly if i survive the next 3 years of my life i will be impressed with myself ❜
❛ if you listen carefully you can hear me whisper ‘shut the fuck up’ at least once every five minutes ❜
❛ any time you like a boy just know you played yourself. always keep that stored in your mind for later ❜
❛ hopeless romantic with trust issues and a sex drive out the roof ❜
❛ what i lack in personality i make up for in…….. nothing ❜
❛ me? cancelled ❜
❛ an app that tells you how raven something is ❜
❛ be with someone who will take care of you. not materialistically but takes care of your soul, your well being, your heart, and everything that’s you ❜
❛ i love the infinite multiverse theory because that means there’s a universe where i’ve pulled every single fire alarm i’ve ever seen ❜
❛ name a more iconic duo than the lengths i’ll go to both get attention and to avoid it… i’ll wait ❜
❛ i just want to be treated very gently and smell like vanilla and wear only matte dusty rose lipstick ❜
❛ 2017 is going to be a very healing year because it’s going to force us to accept that 2007 was ten years ago not three and i think that’s the root of our collective issues ❜
❛ i just wanna do cute things with you like crush the patriarchy, fight for gender equality, and help to destroy racism ❜
❛ i may not be that funny or athletic or good looking or smart or talented… i forgot where i was going with this ❜
❛ how is 2016 already almost over?? like this bitch came in, fucked us up, then left like she gave us a gift ❜
❛ supercalifragilisticextentialcrisis ❜
❛ stop breaking your own motherfucking heart ❜
❛ co-napping is a beautiful thing. knock out with me so i know it’s real ❜
❛ *on the verge of tears* ok not that i care, but ❜
❛ it’s not you…. it’s your zodiac sign ❜
❛ i want to be loved so bad it’s pathetic and embarrassing ❜
❛ my heart is filled with hate and swag ❜
❛ ‘i don’t care’ i say, caringly, as i care deeply ❜
❛ i highly recommend never having feelings ❜
❛ we all ugly to somebody, don’t trip ❜
❛ do i have a crush or am i just idolizing this person for being vaguely nice to me? ❜
❛ my parents were arguing today and my mom said that justin timberlake wouldn’t treat her like this ❜
❛ kissing is hella rad but no one is kissing me so that makes me hella sad ❜
❛ everyone’s having their mid-life crisis at like 19 ❜
❛ there are just people out there that are the embodiment of the sun like the things they say do light up the world and make you feel warm they are human sunshine ❜
❛ dermatologists HATE me… everyone hates me. i’m so alone ❜
❛ you know when you realize and you just… realize ❜
❛ a girl can respect herself and still take booty pics wtf y’all talkin about ❜
❛ i’m not badass i’m sadass i cry about everything ❜
❛ inspired by animal crossing, i’ve started doing this thing where i mail my best friends a framed picture of myself and then never speak to them again ❜
❛ i didn’t know double texting was such a big deal?? i have a lot to say ❜
❛ can someone please just be proud of me like fuck i’m trying ❜
❛ cosmo sex tip #367: when you’re in the mood, tell you partner ‘my spidey senses are tingling’ ❜

(  you can find the other popular text posts memes on my old blog: 1, 2 )

kpop male groups as students
  • BIGBANG: been in highschool for 10 years. super smart and funny but have been held back because they all managed to fail their tests. still cool though and the younger students throw rose petals at their feet as they walk the halls. one guy managed to pass the test so everyone is sh00k and super sad. savage but cute
  • EXO: memes. everyone likes them except the teachers. lost a few squad members as they transfered countries. hard to keep track of but they still c00l af. everyone knows their jokes and they all have managed to get hella good grades. also hella rich and have their own table with aspiring ceos and football stars lol
  • BTS: teachers hate them. stand on tables and throw books because they refuse to be apart of the schooling system. started riots during exam period but didn't get expelled. hella cute and are involved in every club. sometimes problematic but everyone somehow loves them hehe
  • SUPER JUNIOR : most of them are in uni. everyone knows like, that one squad member because he was savage. sometimes that one guy comes back and they have a ceremony but people forget him eventually lol. senior students still remember them from freshmen year. used to take up the whole damn cafeteria cause they wouldnt stop recruiting members.
  • SEVENTEEN: lost a few guys in primary. replaces suju's spot in the cafeteria and eats all the goddamn food. everyone knows them when they're walking around in the halls as a group but separately... nah fam. sometimes you can hear the vocal members in music class from the otherside of the building
  • GOT7: gets shit grades but people love them. one guy made them hella popular because he was too extra in class. some members are unpopular but they still have freshman chasing them lmao. sit at the front of class and you can hear their laughter from outside. ruined the school play by dabbing everytime they went on stage. became viral tho so it was worth it
  • MONSTA X: freshman love them because they're extra at the appropriate times. Too early or too late to trends but they're still a crowd pleaser hehe. teachers hate them because they got scholarships for "no reason" (even though they're very smart!!). photo day is their day
  • ASTRO: everyone loves them. teachers love them. the principle hates them because they distract everyone with their happiness. pass all of their exams and are involved in many clubs. everyone only knows that one guy tho because of his photo day picture (he looked hella g00d)
  • BAP: got expelled for doing the same shit as bts l o l. but the principle called them back in after a few years because he realized that they got scholarships for a reason lmao
  • INFINITE: no one knows every single guy individually but they can sense their outgoing atmosphere, yknow. everyone ignores them but they also don't want them to graduate and leave lol
  • VIXX: no one talks to them because they're scared they will get roasted and become twitter famous lol
  • KNK: known for being the tall freshmen. no they dont play on the basketball team. no one knows their names but its because they seem shy when in reality everyone's too lazy to look up all the time and talk to them so they just ignore them
  • SHINee: did they graduate? no. the teachers won't let them so they have to suffer a few more years. worth it tho because they inspire every student. sometimes bring chaos into the school but the principle is cool about it lol
  • NCT : freshmen who appeared from nowhere. jk they were in their rooms srudying the entire time cause their parents were hella strict. had to be split up into groups according to favorite subjects because the teachers felt sorry for the cafeteria ladies at this point. some guys are in more than one group tho cause their parents hate them yikes
  • BtoB: no one remembers their grades. they just know them lmao because they're handsome and speak in a lot of ceremonies. seniors who look like they've been friends for 15 years. kinda quiet but... also hella loud lmao
  • WINNER: one guy left the school and everyone cried. got shitty grades because the teachers forgot about them. had some amazing test results but no one noticed
  • iKON: were supposed to be studying music but somehow their main subject became japanese. no one knows what they do because they all spend their life in that goddamn japanese class room. teachers pay too much attention to them but do nothing oml
  • Shinhwa : older than half of the teachers. no one remembered them but they still walked into school 5 days after reunion day and somehow everyone kind of did remember them... idk lol. got good grades and sort of encouraged the students after them to pursue their dreams :'). still hella old tho
Jughead x Reader: 365 Days

Warnings: s m u t (n fluff)
Requested: yes
A/N: although this is a new request, I haven’t posted a Juggie imagine in a while, so I skipped to it. also, this is my first smut so please give me feedback!

*your POV*

The sunlight peaked through my curtains to let me know it was morning. My cat, Pudding, was sitting on the edge of my bed waiting for me to get up as she did every morning. Today was mine and Jughead’s 1 year anniversary and it was a beautiful Friday to celebrate.

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FIC RECS

in honor of gaining another hundred followers on my twitter account @getsterREKT heres another rec list. 

This will just be made up of lots and lots of different types of fics. Make sure to read the warnings for each fic before reading. 

(fics with ** are favorites)


It Takes A Village by  Hypocorismm

Stiles’s used to yogurt handprints on his shirts from where he picked her up, and he’s used to snot on his shoulders and neck from where she cried after a bad dream. He’s used to her legendary tantrums when she doesn’t get her way, her eyes glowing ferocious gold. He’s used to being the village it takes to raise her, and the pack she longs for.

Except, he needs the pack’s help, and Derek’s protection when a particularly power-hungry pack wants his cub. And he isn’t used to sharing.

WORDS: 49227

RATING: Mature

CHAPTERS: 35/35

WARNINGS: angst, kidnapping, mpreg.


Night Stroll by  Marishna

“Is it night there?”

Derek chuckled. “Yeah, it is. How do you know where I am?”

“I don’t, that’s why it’s weird it’s night. That puts you in… Europe?” Stiles asked after some quick math.

Derek raised an eyebrow. “Spain. You haven’t lost that…” Derek waved his hand. “Stileness.”

WORDS: 3276

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTER: 1/1

WARNINGS: derek has insomnia??? is that a warning??? idk


****Prince Among Wolves by  tylerfucklin (Deshonanana)

Looking for full day/evening sitter. 2 twin boys age 4. Must have exp. w/werewolves. Must be human. No pedophiles. No teenage girls. Pay negotiable. 

WORDS: 101,000

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTERS: 20/20

WARNINGS: mild transphobia, derek learns acceptance, broken family, so much angst


Walking Into Darkness by  alenie

Derek hears Stiles before he sees him. There’s anxious, wheezy breathing coming from the next aisle over in the grocery store, accompanied by a racing heart and the smell of unwashed sneakers and hair gel. He turns the corner and Stiles is standing frozen in the dairy aisle, knuckles clenched around the metal of his shopping basket.

WORDS: 6342

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: panic attacks, anxiety, depression, post 3b, pre-sterek relationship 


****Ashes, Ashes by  ShanaStoryteller

The Sheriff gets a call at work - someone’s tried to burn down his home with his son inside.

“I thought of you coming here, and finding me dead, of another burnt out husk of a body, something else fire has stolen from you, of you having nothing left to grasp but ashes,” John can’t even call that a whimper, it’s clearly a whine as Derek’s hands tighten against Stile’s hips, as if his boy will shudder to dust at the mere mention of the possibility unless Derek’s hands can hold him into one piece, “and that thought was worse than dying.”

WORDS: 2699

RATING: Teen And Up

CHAPTERS:1/1

WARNINGS: so much angst, stiles nearly burns to death


Just Realize What I Just Realized by  literaryoblivion

He’s never noticed it before; it’s always just been second nature to him these days, does it out of habit, but it’s not until he stops to actually think about it that it becomes abundantly and embarrassingly clear to him that he is in love with Stiles and that they are practically dating without the actual dating part…

WORDS: 2529

RATING: Teen And Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: a lil angst, (but mostly fluff)


The Potential Fatality of Assuming by  crossroadswrite

The hair, the buttons and the general happy and slightly tired disposition with which Derek came back from his secret exploits were as obvious as a glaring neon sign flashing the words JUST GOT LAID.

A sign that Stiles ignored because he had a seven year plan god damn it.

(OR: in which Stiles assumes things, gets accosted by the sister he never/always wanted, discovers he was horribly wrong, almost dies via Derek Hale with kids, can’t handle all that collarbone action, uses tickling as the ultimate mode of revenge, and gets a boyfriend. In that order.)

WORDS: 2196

RATING: General

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: misunderstandings, because stiles is dumb, lots of pining


****If I Could Trade Mistakes For Sheep, Count Me Away Before You Sleep by  alisaj

“Thing is, Stiles,” Derek says, his voice hard and unfaltering. “I didn’t sign up for you. You just hung around until we got used to you being here.”

That stings. He hadn’t realised how Derek feels about him. They’ve been getting on quite well, teaming up on little missions and bantering back and forth without malice. Stiles sometimes lets Derek crash in his room after a big fight, trying not to let on how intriguing he finds the werewolf.

“Well now we can get used to you not being here. You’re a liability, Stilinski. You can’t protect yourself and we always end up having to help you when we’ve got more important things to do. You’re out of the pack.”

or

The one where Derek is a terrible Alpha and Stiles ends up walking into a big pile of shit.

WORDS: 33,383

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: stiles gets kicked out of the pack, derek is stupid, like, so stupid, stiles gets hurt, theres so much angst in this like wtf, stiles is sad, the pack sucks


Sour Kush (series) by alisvolatpropiis

Stiles mentally curses Erica, because in all of her warnings about how brusque this guy could be, she forgot mention that he’s also hotter than the fucking sun. If Stiles had any lingering questions about his sexuality, they’d be completely settled by what this guy is doing to him. In fact, he might not even be gay anymore. He might be in the midst of crossing into some yet-to-be-named sexuality that’s all about a scruffy black beard and alarming green eyes and muscles and tattoos and this guy’s everything ever.

The guy’s name is Derek, his lust-addled brain supplies distantly.

Well that settles it, then. Stiles is Dereksexual.

WORKS: 3

COMPLETE: it says no but they havent updated in like over 2 years so im guessing its done

WORDS: 15,392

RATING: Explict 

WARNINGS: everyone is stoned all the time, also in work 2 stiles is hurt because he thinks derek is getting it on with parrish, they’re dumb, age difference, derek has a beardddd 


I Just Want You For My Own (More Than You Could Ever Know) by  yodasyoyo

“What is with that sweater, dude?”

Derek ducks his head to look at it, abashed. “Uh- Mrs Hernandez knitted it for me. It’s an early Christmas gift.” He smooths it down self-consciously.

Stiles cocks an eyebrow.

“What? She’s my neighbor and sometimes I-” Derek trails off. Stiles’ other eyebrow rises to join the first, and Derek sighs. “Sometimes I help her carry her shopping.”

Of course he does. One day maybe Stiles will stop being in love with Derek Hale, but today is not that day.

WORDS: 16,065

RATING: Teen And Up

CHAPTERS: 4/4

WARNINGS: pining, fake relationships, they’re both idiots. 


Baby You’re Beautiful by  supernaynay

“God you’re beautiful.”

Derek hadn’t even realized that the words had left his mouth until the whole room went silent, including Stiles, who until about five seconds earlier was busy yelling at him for putting himself in danger yet again.

WORDS: 1089

RATING: General

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: derek is hit with a truth spell


****(Sacred) In The Ordinary by  idyll

The Pack, after college, graduate school and the starting of careers, comes back to Beacon Hills. Nothing’s gotten less complicated after all this time.

Based on a kink meme prompt that grew legs and got serious.

Note: This is a whole lot of pack!fic with a very slow build Derek/Stiles.

WORDS: 78,759

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTERS: 9/9

WARNINGS: violence, slow build


Cause I Built a Home (For You, For Me) by  noneedforhystereks

Mechanic!Derek and Daddy!Stiles

Derek Hale is a mechanic in the sleepy town of Beacon Hills, where he has lived all of his life. He spends his day in a simple routine: wake up, fix cars, go home, sleep. It’s what he’s good at, and it keeps things simple and uncomplicated. Derek doesn’t let people in and remains emotionally distant from everyone except his sister, Laura, and her daughter. This all changes when Boyd tows in an old blue Jeep that needs a lot of work and Derek meets the owner of said Jeep.

Because once Derek meets Stiles and his kids, he can’t stop himself from caring. And he doesn’t want to stop.

WORDS: 59,719

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTERS: 15/15

WARNINGS: angst, pining, emotional hurt, stiles has a lot of baggage. 


Waiting For Our Superman by  tearsandholdme

Derek knew the moment he opened the front door of his clean and pristine apartment to Stiles Stilinski holding a small boy, a cluster of bags, and a suitcase, he was screwed. In every way possible. Undone by the big brown eyes of a small child and his annoying, witty, and attractive father.

WORDS: 95,240

RATING: Mature

CHAPTERS: 22/22

WARNINGS: angst, mpreg, emotional hurt, overprotective derek


Adding You to My Future by  NekoIzumi

“So, I’m Stiles.” he smiled warmly once he had put his unannounced patient down on the exam table. “I will poke and prod you a little bit to check for internal injuries, those that I can’t see because they’re inside you, and some of it might hurt but it will pass, I promise. I will tell you everything I’m about to do and why I’m doing it so just stay calm and this will go like a breeze, okay?”

Now, Stiles wasn’t stupid in any way, shape or form, he knew a were when he saw one… although he had obviously never seen a werecat before, and definitely not one as young as this one.

WORDS: 42,252

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTERS:9/9

WARNINGS: violence, like, lots of violence, slow build, gore, emotional comfort, bamf stiles


Stars Plummet: a Christmas Story by  Peckishdragon

When Stiles left Beacon Hills, he never thought he would be coming back. Eight years later, he is coming home for Christmas, with a small passenger in tow. Old feelings, never forgotten, are rekindled.

WORDS: 11,589

RATING: Mature

CHAPTERS: 6/6

WARNINGS: a lil violence, like a tiny bit, 


All They Have by  Nival_Vixen

Single dads AU where Derek and Stiles meet because Derek’s daughter and Stiles’ trans son become friends at school.

WORDS: 4004

RATING: Teen And Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: trans child, which leads to ignorant adults being ugly fucks, protective derek 


love comes in all shapes and sizes by  trilliastra

“Daddy says that when I’m in trouble I should get the police because they always help us. You’re going to help me, right?” Stiles smiles at her, happy that today he decided to stop by the grocery store to buy milk after his shift instead of going straight home. At least now he’s able to help the little girl, who knows what would have happened to her if he weren’t around.

“Of course I will.” He smiles again. “What’s your name?”

“Rebecca Hale.” She answers proudly. “My daddy is Derek Hale.”

WORDS: 2207

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: kate argent


When You Wish Upon a Dragon by  lupinus

Stiles is at the Hale house, lounging on the front stoop watching Isaac, Erica, and Boyd wrestle, when the baby comes running out of the woods.
Derek becomes instant father to a magically appearing baby and falls in love. Stiles can’t take the cute and worries Derek’s heart will break if he loses the kid. 

or, a dragon gives derek a baby, stiles is oblivious, steve just loves his bright pink rocking unicorn and his da and ma 

WORDS: 13,739

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: none, but so much fluff


****Lucky That I’m Yours Every Day by  stilinskisparkles

Derek doesn’t see how Valentine’s Day can get any better than a normal day with Stiles.

WORDS: 6772

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: fluff. just. all the fluff. its disgusting how fluffy it is really.


Relationship Status: It’s Complicated by  kellifer_fic

Okay, I know this is a huge stretch for you, but can you please pretend you’re like, into me?

WORDS: 4010

RATING: Mature

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNING: mentioned stiles/omc 


***************Shot Through The Heart by  LunaCanisLupus_22

All they’ve given him is the guy’s head shot. And it’s terrible because now he is ridding the world of one more ridiculously attractive, instant pants dropping- take me now, if you please- regulation hottie.

Even if he has a scowl to rival Kirsten Stewart.

Or the one when Stiles and Derek work for rival assassin companies and are sent to kill each other. It definitely doesn’t go as planned.

WORDS: 64,833

RATING: Explicit

CHAPTERS: 12/12

WARNINGS: so much violence, they literally try to kill eachother, enemies to lovers pretty much


will to follow through by  owlpostagain

“It depends entirely on how you look at it, I guess,” Stiles shrugs. “On the one hand, instant healing and the apparently inherited ability to pull off leather at all times. On the other, serious attitude problems and a suspicious disappearance of eyebrows.”

“Even Derek’s?” Danny snorts, “that’s a lot of eyebrow to lose.”

“I know,” Stiles agrees. “You should see, it’s so weird. Every time I want to ask him where they go, except he’d totally eat my face off.”

“There are worse ways to die.”

WORDS: 42,411

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTERS: 2/2

WARNINGS: angst, mentions of violence, 


Professor D. Hale (series) by  har1ey_quinn


A series of outsider POVs on Professor Hale and his significant other (with some guest appearances from the pack)

WORKS: 7

COMPLETE: possibly

WORDS: 18,008

RATING: Teen and Up

WARNINGS: none


go on without me!!!! (or the one where stiles is cursed by witches and overreacts to everything) by  day

Stiles is cursed by witches and he can’t react like a normal human being.
Scott is a terrible best friend and can’t stop laughing.
Derek just wants it all to be over.

WORDS: 1396

RATING: General

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: crack


******For My Next Trick, I’ll Regret All of My Life Choices: a performance by Derek Hale and 80% of his eyebrows by  crossroadswrite

(978): I woke up missing my shoes and my left eyebrow. MY. EYEBROW.
.
“What’s wrong with my eyebrows?”

Kira gives him a sympathetic look, and climbs up to sit next to him, “You kind of… don’t have one.”

“I what!” he shouts, wincing at the volume of his own voice.

Kira pats him on the shoulder and shoves a piece of toast in his hand.

“It’s not that bad,” she tries to console him with a smile, then glances up at his left eyebrow and winces, “It could definitely be worse. It’s not all gone. Just. Half of it.”

Derek considers crying into his orange juice but decides that would be a waste and because his mother taught him how to be a good guest he opts to drink it instead.

WORDS: 2566

RATING: Teen and Up

CHAPTERS: 1/1

WARNINGS: none buT THIS FIC IS AN ALL TIME FAV, THE FUCKING SQUIRRELS VIKING BURIAL GETs ME EVERYTIME, AND BATMAN OH MY

simon as a photographer tho

  • it just so happens that a pitch is getting married
  • could be baz’s cousin or whatnot
  • and simon was hired as one of the photographers
  • so he’s just doing his thing right 
  • then the ceremony starts and the groomsmen and bridesmaids start walking down the aisle
  • and this guy all elegance grace and charm 
  • just started walking with a 3 year old kid who’s a ring bearer
  • and it was just so adorable 
  • that simon forgot who he’s actually supposed to be taking pictures of
  • then the reception came
  • simon thought he was being subtle enough
  • oh look he’s with the baby let’s take a picture of him or he’s with the groom that’s a nice shot 
  • when he was about to take another photo of him
  • he didn’t even notice that the figure he’s taking a shot of is slowly walking towards him
  • “what are you planning to do with those”
  • and simon’s just so awestruck that he just stood there
  • until he realized the guy is actually talking to him
  • and the question didn’t even make sense
  • “uh for the newly wed?”
  • and the guy looks so smug 
  • even took simon’s camera out of his hands and started going through the pictures
  • “delete this one I don’t like how I look in it”
  • at this point simon’s just bright red
  • and he’s like fuck it we went all this way
  • “You’re beautiful”
  • he didn’t even wait for the guy’s response and went on
  • “see how the light just hits you right? and the way you just stand out in the picture? you’re beautiful and I think i did a pretty good job at capturing it”
  • and the boy is silent the entire time and simon’s just deflating at this point
  • until he heard him whisper
  • “I’m gone for”
  • and simon’s like “sorry?”
  • “I’m baz the bride’s cousin. Shouldn’t you be having a break right now? C’mon let’s go ge drinks.”
  • “I’m Simon and yeah uh okay”
  • simon was close to passing out when baz offered his hand as they walked to the refreshment table

anonymous asked:

Do you have any longfic, slowburn, langsty Klance fics that are complete? I especially loved the varelsen fics you've rec'd. Got anything else? :3 Thanks <3

You know a good one….“in stasi-//shot
OK SO! This list isn’t quite as extensive as the other one, but these are some of my top favorites >8^)!!! In no particular order:

never saw you coming by dimpleforyourthoughts has been recc’d already, but it’s still worth mentioning, since it’s very much a slow burn =[,,_,,]:3

On Thin Ice by Minadora is.the Slow Burn of Slow Burns. And Lance is definitely hiding something sensitive that likes to rear its ugly head at very opportune times, aND it’s still ongoing, so if you reeeaaaally like suffering, go here
Actually even if you don’t like suffering, just go here anyways because it’s a really good fic
[Edit: I JUST REALIZED YOU SAID COMPLETE LMAO SORRY]

i am the opposite of amnesia by shizuoh is soososo good,, It’s a hunger games AU, though, and I read through all of it before realizing that haha, it has, A Major Character Death Warning-
That pretty much sums it up 8,^))) read at your own risk

This House Unfinished by boyghosts is actually one of the old and gold ones that I’ve also been procrastinating on making a proper post for..curse you anons and your forcing me to get off my lazy butt >80 //shakes fist
As is probably obvious, I really love this one aaA ;7; it starts out in langst, and continues in langst, and all the while it weaves in these really beautiful cutscenes and plotlines and slow-growing affection, and then
And then it has an open ending
Take of that what you will my friends, I’m going to dust off the abandoned corner of my room and cry about it again

Magic Me Some Love by KaSaPe- If you’re looking for slow burn you gotta go to the chaptered fics amirite, and if On Thin Ice is too good and too painful for you to handle this one’s complete! Featuring fantasy AU, galra Keith, resistance leaders Shiro, Matt, and Pidge, heckin powerful water magician Lance, and more sensitive spot secrets courtesy of said water magician :D
And fluff and a happy ending, so if you read the two before this and need to recover but still, for some strange reason, want langst, here you go

I have to admit, I was not expecting the list to get so long–wELL THEn rescinding my comment on extensiveness, Enjoy!
[Edit #2: I FORGOT THERE WERE TWO MORE FICS I WANTED TO REC FOR THIS ASK–to avoid putting the people who already reblogged this at a disadvantage, I’ll put those up as formal posts >8'0 heads up for that]

When you, stop wanting us

Originally posted by aomg-jaypark

It was funny.

Somehow you found it funny because everyone had warned you about dating a celebrity and he was. He was that exactly; a celebrity. He was a proper celebrity with proper fans and before he was your boyfriend, everyone warned you the danger of dating Jay Park but you were stubborn. In some ways when you think about it now, it was good that you were stubborn because loving Jay was the greatest thing you have done, loving Jay was easy and simple.

That was until it was no longer that.

There was always that, the familiar tone of ‘I told you so’ whenever people asked you about Jay nowadays but it was never that for you. They warned you of all the girls he were always with, all those songs he crooned and all the raunchy lyrics he wrote. It was never that with Park Jae-beom.

He was a man; a complete gentleman.

He made you happy, and when you met him it felt like forever since you’ve been happy. You were in your mid-twenties, young and beautiful. Your face reeked with youth and your smile never losing its ‘breath of fresh air’ but life as someone in mid-twenties was hard. You were trying to find yourself and you were trying to make a name for yourself. You were filled with passion and spirit to carve your name in the world and who would be more attractive at that age than a 30 years old CEO, who was filled with confident, youth, composure and security.

You found warmth in Jay.

You found love with Jay.

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after Breath of the Wild

I don’t know, just some stuff about what would happen after defeating Calamity Ganon + If the spirits of the king and the champions stuck around to oversee the rebuilding of Hyrule/train their successors

Mipha:

  • First thing Sidon did when he saw Mipha is start crying and try to jump-hug her (he was a lot smaller last time they actually saw one another…) 
  • He ended up going right through her though
  • but it’s alright because now that Mipha’s spirit is free, she can visit her dad and make sure the rest of the domain is in good shape!
  • She cried when she saw the statue of her. in fact, there was a lot of crying from everyone because they just really missed her, but it’s good now because she’s more or less back.
  • She spent days in the throne room with her father, just catching up with all that’s happened in the time that’s passed. Luckily, the domain remained decently similar, and many of her old companions were still there to see her return.
  • After agreeing that Sidon should take her place as the Zora champion, She’s started teaching him how to pilot Vah Rutah, and he’s learning exceptionally fast. She’s really proud of him
  • She’s also teaching him some first aid. it’s no Mipha’s Grace but he’s got the basics down!
  • Sidon is honestly thrilled to be following in his sister’s footseps, but naturally he still has doubts and anxieties about the future. In times where he needs comforting, Mipha is always there to listen to his worries and guide him towards becoming a great king some day
  • whenever Link and Zelda visit, the whole domain throws a lovely party and feast to welcome them (there may or may not be some arguments over who gets to sit next to link)
  • The whole domain just really feels like the loving and wonderful place it once was. Mipha spends a lot of her time with Vah Ruta, just like she used to, only now with much more company. Sidon is quite the enthusiastic learner after all
  • Even though she’s happy to be back, Mipha seems to be the only one of the champions who has acknowledged and accepted the fact that she’s going to have to pass on eventually; her people can’t rely on her forever. She finds comfort in the fact that she’ll at least have said goodbye and prepared them for when that day comes

Daruk:

  • As soon as he got back he immediately went to find Yunobo; he may or may not have given the poor boy quite the scare
  • but Yunobo is still thrilled to meet his ancestor! 
  • honestly he’s actually a little afraid that Daruk will be dissapointed in him for not being big, strong, and courageous, even though he isn’t as much of a wimp as he used to be
  • Daruk is actually overjoyed to find him and the rest of the gorons in such good shape, and he certainly couldn’t be more proud of his great great (?) grandson for all that he’s done to help
  • Daruk doesn’t want the others to know he’s back just yet, though. it’s gotta be a surprise at just the right moment, he says.
  • Yunobo really wants to spill the beans, but he doesn’t because Daruk is having a lot of fun appearing to the village children in secret and telling them cool stories about himself
  • In turn these kids went blabbing to the adults about “how they saw the great Daruk in person”, and of course they had to tell the children that that can’t be true because Daruk isn’t here anymore
  • it’s around here that Daruk rides Vah Rudania down the mountain and shows up with all the glory he can muster. For him I think it’s go big or go home
  • Obviously he chooses Yunobo to take the role of champion in his place
  • Yunobo learns to pilot Rudania a bit faster than Daruk did, and he manages to become even more confident with his success
  • Daruk praises him as the pride of the gorons for becoming so strong and brave, but also remaining soft and nice
  • Everyone still uses him as a canonball though
  • Daruk just spends his time joyfully regaling the whole village and all passing travelers with stories passed down through the gorons for ages. He’s also the best person to go to if you need a really motivating pep-talk.

Revali:

  • None of the Rito actually know he’s back, because so far he’s been chilling in Vah Medoh and basking in his glory
  • He realized he needs someone to shower him in compliments carry on his legacy, so he picked Teba, thinking he was the most suitable choice
  • of course, since Teba wants to be a great Rito warrior he would never deny the offer of training, and from the great Revali of all people!
  • Teba quickly finds himself… surprised that the old stories he was told growing up forgot to mention the fact Revali is kind of… well, a jerk.
  • He’s finding it harder and harder to believe this boisterous guy training him to pilot a DIVINE BEAST was actually a well respected warrior, let alone his hero and inspiration basically
  • but he can’t deny the training has really paid off; his archery skills have never been this good and he’s never flown so smoothly.
  • and he might not say it explicitly, but Revali is really proud and he really starts to see Teba as his apprentice
  • the only other’s in the tribe who know about Revali’s spirit are Saki and Tulin. but there’s been rumours going around the village that if you look hard enough into the night sky, you can see a ghostly figure pulling off some admittedly cool tricks
  • Revali isn’t the absolute best with children, but he’s taken a liking to Tulin and helps train him when Teba can’t. Tulin started calling him “uncle” and honestly Teba is afraid he’s lost his son’s favour
  • Link and the princess stop by on occasion to check up on things and provide maintenance to Medoh, Revali still tries to one-up link every time (and fails every time)
  • at this point, Kass is also back home with his family and has started writing songs of his own. when he has the chance, Revali swoops down to listen to the music. he found most of the songs are about the hero of legend, which actually irritated him a bit, but he was beyond delighted to find Kass has written a whole song dedicated to him and his accomplishments. no he’s not crying, there’s just dust in his eye ok

Urbosa:

  • man Urbosa is happy to be back. she was worried sick about her people, how could she not be? But now she’s gotta pay visit to the new chief and make sure everything’s running smoothly
  • Now that she’s face to face with Riju, she can really see just how young she is. Urbosa is honestly upset someone who is barely just a teenager got forced into a position of power, and by losing her mother no less. She’s seen similar happen with Zelda, and she’d hoped she wouldn’t have to see it again.
  • anyway, she struts in Riju’s room as cool as ever. Riju is, understandably, in awe
  • Urbosa takes it upon herself to see that Riju gets the proper upbringing she deserves to grow up to become a good chief
  • She doesn’t want to stress her with the whole “becoming the new champion” thing until she’s older and can handle something like that, but Riju has been begging to start learning more about Vah Naboris. Urbosa can’t quite say no, so slowly she’s been teaching her about the divine beast’s history and how it works; she’ll save the actual piloting work for another time.
  • Every day Riju becomes stronger and more confident as a chief, and it shows! the whole town is very proud of this recent development, but they can’t help but wonder how she managed such progress all of a sudden
  • Urbosa makes sure Riju gets her break time too, though. Riju was embarrassed at first about her sand seal plushie collection and what Urbosa would think about it, but she was actually delighted in her interest for the animals. long story short, now they spend their time together talking about seals and making bad puns
  • Urbosa gives really good sand seal surfing advice too; she knew how to ride the dunes better than anyone in her day
  • on the side, Bularia is afraid she’s being replaced, but can’t be too mad because this is Urbosa we’re talking about here. Her fears are put to rest once the champion actually approaches her just to tell her she’s doing a great job, and that she’s thankful for her service. (she cried)

quick bonus:

  • The king is back too and he made things right with Zelda. he’s super proud of his daughter, and this time he doesn’t make the mistake of not telling her.
  • since she’s normally out and about with Link, trying to assess the damage and start the repairs on the kingdom, He hangs around what’s left of the castle until they return
  • Now that the whole apocalypse thing isn’t in the way, he finally has the chance to properly teach Zelda about running a kingdom
  • Zelda managed to recreate a bond with her father, and she put his advice to good use when restoring Hyrule to it’s former glory

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Betty and Jughead fall asleep in the blue & gold office while working their butts off trying to finish some articles. Betty's mom freaks out when she doesn't come home and thinks that Betty and Jughead were doing more than just napping together. She then locks Betty in her room and Jughead sneaks her out and they go on the adventure of your choice.

Sure thing! I hope you like it.


The Adventure


“Juggie, I’ve just got to finish this paragraph.” Betty promised.

Jughead yawned again and nodded.
“You can head home, Jug, I know you didn’t get much sleep last night.”

Jughead shook his head this time and looked squarely at Betty. “No way, I’m going to walk you home.” Jughead smirked. “That’s what people like us do.”

“Okay, I’m almost done.” Betty smiled, clicking away on the computer keys.

Jughead yawned again and strolled over to the tiny couch in the corner of the office. Why there was a tiny couch in this room - or the lounge downstairs - he didn’t know. But at this moment, it was deeply appreciated.

Jughead propped his hands behind his head and stretched his legs out before him, resting them on a table.

He closed his eyes for just a second, listening to Betty’s beating of keys across the room.

He was comfortable but too warm, he decided. He shrugged out of his coat, then his flannel, leaving him in a tshirt and jeans.

He rested his head back against the top of the couch as Betty shuffled over to him.

“Ready, Jug?”

“Betty,” He started, cracking one eye open to look at her. “You wouldn’t believe how comfortable this old couch is.”

Betty smiled. “Oh yeah?”

Jughead reached out for her hand. “Sit with me.”

Betty did, cozying up to Jughead’s side. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her closely.

Jughead let out a deep breath, content.

Betty nuzzeled her head into Jughead’s chest and closed her eyes. He was right - this was comfortable.


Betty’s eyes opened as Jughead rearranged his hold on her - it was dark outside. Really, really dark. It was dark in here. Betty jumped up, looking for her phone. Shit, where was it? She was dead.

“Jughead, wake up! We fell asleep!” The panic was rising in her.

Betty could feel her usually taut ponytail slumping to one side of her head, pieces of hair falling over her face.

Jughead’s shirt was half way up his stomach, looking worse for wear. He was still asleep, a half smile crossing his face.

“Jughead!” Betty whispered again, shaking his shoulder.

His eyes cracked open this time, and the smile widened on his face. “‘Morning, Gorgeous.”

Betty couldn’t help but smile back. “It’s not morning,  Juggie, we fell asleep at school. My  mom is going to kill me when-”

They heard clicking down the school hall.

“Shit,” Betty whispered, throwing Jughead’s flannel at him. Where was her phone!?

The clicking of the shoes got louder and as Betty reached her desk - finally, there was her phone - The Blue and Gold office door flew open, Alice Cooper standing in the doorway.

“Elizabeth, do you have any idea what time it is?!” Alice roared into the room, looking prestine as always.

“No,” Betty said lamely.
“It’s after midnight. What were you-?” Alice zeroed in on Betty’s unruly hair, then scanned the room.

Jughead was fighting to get his flannel on.

“What the hell were the two of you doing in here?”

Betty looked over to Jughead trying to get his clothes on, the hat that had slumped to the back of his head. His tshirt was still slightly wrinkled and sat just above his bellybutton. She smoothed her hair down, knowing she looked guilty doing it.

“Nothing,” Betty said, head high. She knew what happened - and what didn’t. “We were just working on the paper, Mom.”

“I won’t have you acting like Polly did, Elizabeth.”

“We were working on the paper.” Betty said again.

Alice grabbed for Betty’s arm, steering her towards the door.

Jughead shrugged on his coat, following behind the Cooper women. He knew better than to say anything, but he still wanted to keep an eye on them.

It was a silent car ride back to the Coopers - Jughead squeezed Betty’s hand as she got in the car, but kept walking. He wasn’t crazy enough to ask Alice for a ride.

Alice had yelled at Betty for five minutes when they got home - she already had one pregnant daughter, she didn’t need to - despite Betty’s protests that she had the wrong idea of what had happened at school.

Alice had ended up locking Betty in her room, saying she would unlock the door in the morning.

“What if I have to pee?!” Betty called, rolling her eyes. Her mother was so dramatic.

Betty changed out of what she had worn to school and into leggings and a large sweater.

She sat down at the edge of her bed, head in her hands. If only Alice hadn’t walked in when she had - Betty barely had time to reflect on how much she had enjoyed her time with Jughead. The best sleep of her life, packed into just a few hours.

She smiled, and suddenly there was a quiet tap on her window.

Betty looked over at her window, a bigger smile spreading across her face as she saw Jughead. She slid open the window.

“You on house arrest?” Jughead smiled.

“She locked me in here!” Betty hissed.

“I guess she forgot you have two windows.”

Betty smiled and rolled her eyes.

“You up for an adventure?”

“What kind of adventure?”

“Do you trust me?” Jughead murmured.

“Of course I do.” Betty smiled. “Hold on.” She went to her bed, fluffing up her blankets and arranging the pillow just so, just in case. She knew her mother wouldn’t check on her - she would never expect her to climb out the window.

Betty walked back to the window, looking out to see Jughead already at the bottom, holding the ladder for her.

She quickly made her way to the bottom, taking Jughead’s hand as she stepped on the grass. “Where to?”

“I’ll show you.” Jughead smiled at Betty in the dark. They strolled down the sidewalks, passed Archie’s house, around a corner, until they came to a stop.

Betty recognized this house - it was Jughead’s old house.

“What are we doing here?” Betty whispered.

Jughead kept walking into the back yard, pulling Betty along with him. They stopped in front of an old treehouse.

“The treehouse!” Betty said excitedly. “I forgot about this thing!” Betty started climbing up the old wooden boards.

She ducked her head inside, Jughead following her quickly.

It looked exactly how she remembered it. There were drawings marked into the wood with crayon, a trunk full of comic books, a notebook full of doodles and ‘secret code’. There was a skipping rope, as well as a pack of gum and a tennis ball in the corner.

“The people that bought your house never checked in here?” Betty murmured as she sat in front of the comic book trunk.

“They’re elderly, they didn’t have any children. I heard that they were thinking of knocking it down, but it hasn’t happened yet.”  

Betty passed Jughead a comic book.

“I tried sleeping in here, once, after my dad started drinking again. It was pretty risky though - if anyone saw me, they’d call the cops and I’d be right back with him. Plus, it’s pretty uncomfortable.”

Betty looked at Jughead sadly. She had just recently learned about Jughead’s situation. She reached out and squeezed his hand.

They spent the next hour flipping through comic books, trying to decyfer the code in their notebook.

Jughead intertwined his fingers with Betty’s. “Ready for the next stop?” Jughead asked.

“There’s more?” Betty said excitedly.

The climbed out of the treehouse carefully, tiptoeing through the back yard, away from the house.

The night wasn’t too cold - there were stars shining above them, noises coming from different parts of the city around them.

They walked quickly, both of them excited. They gripped each other’s hands.

Eventually, they found the closed Drive-In.

Betty turned her head to look at Jughead, but he just smiled.

She followed him to the projection office.

He slipped a key out of his pocket, unlocking the door.

“They haven’t torn it down yet, obviously, and I just wanted you to see inside. I love it here.”

Betty followed him inside, looking around as she did so. “Jug, there’s so much stuff in here. Are you sure you don’t want any of it?”

She looked around, seperating her hand from his. She looked at the shelves, fingering the different rolls of film.

She looked at the different titles, noticing some of Jughead’s favorites.

Jughead was sitting on the small bed that fit into the room, playing with the pillow.

“Can you put one on?” Betty murmured.

“I can’t project it outside, in case someone sees. But I can play one for just us.” Jughead smiled, walking to the machine.

Jughead looked through the different titles, picking one and putting it on. The projector was loud.

“What’s this?” Betty asked, nodding her head to the movie.

“The Killing from 1956. It’s a Stanley Kubrick. It’s one of my favorite lesser-knowns.” Jughead murmured as the movie started.

Betty sat next to Jughead on the small bed, realizing why the Drive-In had meant so much to him. Not only did he love his job, it was his home.

Betty traced little patterns over Jughead’s skin absent-mindedly, both of them enjoying the movie.

Jughead leaned back, and Betty leaned back with him. She rested her head on his shoulder, enjoying the movie but enjoying his company more.

More than halfway through the movie, Jughead turned his head the best he could, trying to see Betty’s beautiful face.

“Betty?” He murmured.

She leaned forward, away from his chest, to look at him. “What?”

He grazed his lips slowly against hers before locking her lips between his. He had wanted to do that since they woke up at school.

They stayed like that, gently kissing in the dark, the light from the movie alighting their faces.

The movie reached the end of the roll, bringing Jughead back to reality.

“Okay,” He said, taking a deep breath. “One more surprise.”

Betty smiled and took his hand to get up off the makeshift bed.

“Jughead?” Betty said, stopping him before he had the chance to open the door. “Are you sure you don’t want any of these old movies?”

Jughead shook his head. How would be play them, anyway?

Betty nodded, grazing the shelf that held the film cannisters. It was dusty. She found the one she was looking for and slipped it in her sweater pocket.

“Ready?” Jughead smiled.

Betty nodded and took his hand, leaving the booth behind them.

She was surprised at how light the sky looked above them. Sure, they’d been out for hours. But Betty expected darkness - they left the house in darkness, after all.

They strolled through the grass, the dampness from the dew touching their ankles.

She knew better than to ask Jughead where they were going - he was a sucker for surprises. He wouldn’t ruin them.

They didn’t go far, just passed the Drive-In, there was a park that was hardly ever used.

They walked between the dense trees, spotting a play-structure for children, rows of swings and a teeter-totter.

Betty walked directly to the swings, sitting down in one. She expected Jughead to sit beside her, but he didn’t. He walked behind her, gently pushing on her back so that she would swing back and forth.

A smile spread across her face. She hadn’t been pushed on the swings since she was a toddler.

“Hey, what movie did you swipe from back there?” He laughed.

“A Rebel Without A Cause.” Betty admitted. “I feel like it’s our movie.” She blushed. “I wanted it, even if I don’t have anything to play it on. It’s ours.” She said.

Jughead was terrified - he hadn’t planned this night, it wasn’t elaborate. He had thought of it at the last minute, walking home by himself, thinking of the best sleep of his life that he had just awoken from.

Why not show all the places he loved most to the girl he loved most?

And then, he realized, that he had just come clean to himself. He loved Betty. He loved Betty?

He loved Betty and he was going to tell her.

He looked upwards towards the sky, then stopped pushing against her back. She swung gently a few times around him before coming to a stop.

“It’s almost time,” He said, a shy smile on his face. He walked around the front of her, extending a hand so she could jump down.

“Time for what?” She smiled.

They walked over to the grass, keeping each other’s hand in their grasp.

Jughead pulled her down onto the dew-soaked grass, then layed down. Betty did the same.

The sky changed from the dark, intense blue to a lighter blue, stars disappearing.

Eventually they saw whisps of clouds appear, dotting the sky. There were purples and pinks decorating the sky above them.

Jughead turned his head to look at Betty - she was smiling, in awe.

“I’ve never watched a sunrise before,” Betty murmured.

“Betty, I love you.” He rushed out. There. There was no taking it back, no pretending it didn’t happen.

She was the first person beside his father, sister or mom that he had said that too.

Betty rolled onto her elbows, propped up to look at him.

“You love me?” She whispered.

Jughead nodded slightly. “I love you.” He whispered back.

“I love you, Jughead.” She smiled. “This was the best night of my life.” She murmured, dipping her head lower to kiss him.

Jughead kissed her back, tears pricking his eyes. The girl he loved, loved him too. He blinked them away, breaking the kiss.

“You’re missing the sunrise.” He murmured.

“You’re better than the sunrise.” She smiled, kissing him once more.

They stayed like that until the sky was light. They stood up, clothing wet, hand in hand.

“We better get you home before your mom realizes. I don’t want her to castrate me.” Jughead said lightly.

Betty shook her head. “Me neither. I wouldn’t let her touch you, though. Nobody touches the person I love.” She smiled, bumping her hip against him.

“That’s my girl.” He laughed.

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pairing: Moana x Ariel (moariel)

words: 3k

summary: Moana really wants her book she has on call from the library, it’s been three weeks and it should have been returned by now, when she finally runs into the redhead on campus who’s checked it out it’s more of an experience than she bargained for to finally check it out

The lesbian Disney college AU no one asked for.

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thoughts from my Raven Boys reread:

highlights include some rambling analysis of Adam and Ronan’s dynamic in the first book, yelling about how Gansey definitely has social anxiety, gushing about the Henrietta library, and trying to accept the fact that this is probably the best book out of the whole series. WOO. ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ

  • Blue is impatient and vain along with being sensible and I love her for it because it helps her feel so real to me yknow? she constructs her difference so carefully and owns it and all that but unlike most YA protags she still feels BELIEVABLE in spite of how intentional she is about being “different” because she does it in a way that doesn’t feel contrived to me
  • there may be other issues with the writing in TRC but Maggie got that right good job
  • “I thought you were dead in a ditch” oh honey just wait :^)))))
  • I know we talk about Ronan’s oral fixation like…. all the time….. but. Okay I just really love this fidgety boy and his habit of chewing on those bracelets. Someone please get him a fidget cube or something
  • (jumping ahead to TRK but I loved the detail of Opal chewing on Adam’s watchband, it’s a nice tic for her and Ronan to share and it reminds you that she’s been living in his head for most of his life)
  • “All night. This was going to bother him all night” did you mean the moment I vowed to protect this socially anxious child with my life
  • Persephone is working on a graduate thesis?? She listens to angry music when she’s working on it??? Why didn’t we get to explore that more I have SO MANY questions (does she listen to Halestorm when writing like I do omg I would die)
  • “ARE YOU LISTENING, GLENDOWER? I AM COMING TO FIND YOU!” Gansey….. my nerdy son…… a dweeb…….
  • The gang doing traditional library research!! Digging through courthouse records of land ownership! Making maps!!! 
  • Honestly I’m probably biased as a current library science student but I would read an entire book about the staff at the Henrietta Library dealing with these weird teens and their magic quest.
  • …..yeah i gotta put the rest under a read more this got SO MUCH LONGER than I meant it to be just like every other post I make whoops

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Fun fair with the Family - Batmom x Batfam (REPOST please READ the explanation right under the summary :-( )

Summary : Batmom decides to take her family to the fun fair…She quickly realizes it might not be her best idea ever.

(My master list, by the way : Right here )

Repost because, and this time I really don’t know how, the original post got erased…BUT I had it backed up for once. So here. FUCK. Hum. Sorry. But it had almost 100 notes, and comment people left I didn’t even had time to read because the story simply disappeared…I’m a bit bummed out right now…Is it too much to ask if you could like, reblog and comment again ? I kinda feel bad, it’s not my style to ask those things…I’m so sorry for that, but it’s a bit discouraging, to write something, and to see that apparently it was liked, but to not know who liked it, what were the comments etc etc, especially since this time, I didn’t do anything, the story simply disappeared…Anyway, hope you’ll enjoy, and re-enjoy if you already read it :’-(

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Not even an hour in, and you know you made a huge mistake bringing them here. All at the same time. They were going to be the death of you, so much energy…But it was just so rare that you all had some free times at once…You just wanted to spend some time with them.

It all started so well though.

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You woke up in the best way possible : with your Bruce’s lips trailing kisses on your neck, shoulders and back, his arms wrapped around you. You shifted around, and before you could say anything, he kissed your temple, the corner of your mouth, slowly putting butterfly kisses on your face, to finally kiss you on the lips.

You melted in the kiss, and squeezed his large frame against you, your arms struggling to wrap around him. Damn that man was big. When he pulls away, you can’t help but grin at him, and he gives you the smile he only reserved to you. A real, pure smile. You nuzzle his neck, and he let out a contended sigh.

-You’re alright ?

-More than alright my love, as always when you’re here.

-My sweet Broosh. You know what I mean.

-I am alright. Not even a single bruise or scratch. The boys are too. Calm night.

-I like those.

-I like you.

-I love you.

-Oh yeah, that too. I love you (Y/N).

-Well, here’s for our morning’s cheesy ritual…We probably should get up.

-I have the entire day off.

-Oh ? Well then, what’s the hurry right ?

He smiles once more at you, and you crash your lips on his, climbing on him to straddle him. One of his hand tangles itself in your (H/L) (H/C) hair, the other goes to your waist and his grip is almost bruising. He cannot stop himself, you always had a strong and immediate effect on him…He rolls on top of you, and you wrap your arms around his neck, your legs around his waist.

-What’s the hurry indeed.

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Thirteen Years. WOW.

Not quite twelve years ago, an acquaintance approached me about taking in a troubled young Doberman bitch who had been rescued from a severe abuse situation. She suffered from extreme anxiety and was too fear-aggressive to be placed in a normal pet home. I’d done a lot of work with fearful and reactive dogs, so I agreed – not realizing exactly how much of an investment she was going to be.

We worked and trained and medicated and trained some more, using dog sports as therapy and counterconditioning pretty much everything she encountered. It took years for her to develop the confidence necessary to cope with the stresses of daily life, being around other dogs, and meeting strange humans, but we kept working, and she gradually improved.

Along the way she racked up a handful of titles – BH, AD, CD-H, RL1 & 2 – though we didn’t pursue more advanced degrees, as crowded trials really stressed her out. Still, she continued working as my demo dog in training classes well into her senior years, a poster child for aggression rehab and the benefits of training.

After she survived a near-fatal dog attack that put her in recovery for close to a year, I officially retired her from everything and decided to just let her be a couch potato. She was nine years old, and I thought after everything she’d been through in her difficult life, she deserved to spend her last year or two in peace.

That was four years ago.

She’s still going strong.

And now she even has her own blog.

*** Happy 13th birthday, Antares Valenzia! ***

(OKAY, FINE. Since it’s your birthday, you can have the whole bed. And all the pillows.)

Stormborn and Ironheart.

Pairing : Past!JaredxReader, Jensen, Genevieve
Word count : 1,689
Author :Mel
A/N : More parts for @bigdaddymongoose.

Final part of ‘My son, Bringer of Storms.’



You were staring at the wall, trying to keep calm and relaxed. Jensen was out in the hall with River, but in here, you were alone. Again. And even though you’ve done this before, you were scared.  You tried your best not to cry, you wouldn’t give him that satisfaction.

“It’s only a matter of time now.” The nurse smiled at you. “Would you like me to call for the anesthesiologist now?” You nodded. You knew you couldn’t wait much longer. “Alright, I’ll be back.” She left the room.

You eyes didn’t leave the wall. Your heart breaking.  “Y/n?” You hadn’t heard the door open, or anyone come in. With nurses in and out, you didn’t care. “Sweetheart?” That grabbed your attention.

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EXPOSING THE FAKE

In case you haven’t already heard about the blog exposing-the-fakes, let me update you. It’s run by a girl who goes by the name Diana Leigh and claims she’s 21, lives in LA, and, most bizarrely, personally knows 5sos. She gives out false and sometimes worrisome information about the boys. For example, she tells people Michael self harms. How would he feel if he saw that; someone he’s never met convincing her 2,000 followers of something so serious? Although it could be accurate, she isn’t someone who would know. The only people who do are Michael and those who are actually close to him. The fact that she’s going around promising it to be true is only doing damage. On top of all that, she’s hinting towards the fact that she’s Ashton’s “secret girlfriend”. Those are just two of her lies. They don’t end there, but listing them all would take forever.

I wouldn’t be concerned about this situation if no one believed her, but for some strange reason — even though she’s never provided any solid proof whatsoever — a lot of people do. Like I mentioned before, she has at least 2,000 followers. Fans are putting their faith in her and genuinely thinking their questions and wishes will get to 5sos through her blog. It’s messed up and has left me feeling uneasy for a long time now.

So, I’m here to hopefully shut her down for good.

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Masterlist

A lot more new and updated compared to the last one!

Writing is not ranked from newest to oldest. Also categorized by the 5sos boy. I suddenly got disappointed and lazy on myself so yup, shitty me started on Lego Blocks. So please do expect some pieces that don’t have descriptions and are not categorized by the time they were posted.


Oh and I’ve just realized that once you click SOME hyperlinks here, you’re gonna be automatically redirected to Safari or generally a browser because, Tumblr. So yeah, click this.


And yes, I did exclude some pieces of my writing from here because they’re just full of shit.


Last updated : November 26, 2016


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Ashton

“You promise?” - Ashton worries about he’ll end up just like his father in terms of being a father so you assure him he’s not.

Eighth Month - how Ashton reacts, especially when you’re on your eighth month of pregnancy.

“Sorry.” -  Ashton’s slowly getting irritated since his girlfriend Y/N has already developed a habit of saying sorry way too much.

Ours - “How long would you keep doing this? Never letting go of our daughter?” You playfully asked.

Park Dates - Daddy Ashton forgets to take his daughter in a park date for the second time in a row.

Facade - behind Ashton’s facade of portraying to be a really happy person, is a dull life that only you, as his psychiatrist and the boys would know about. *slight trigger warning*

Long Way Home - Ashton takes the long way home in hopes of fixing his relationshi with you before he drops you off to your old flat, one last time.

Art Student!Ashton - he’s falling apart and it’s his fault.


Calum

Cool, right? - Calum’s idea of a family day which kinda turns out as a flop.

Eighth Month - how Calum reacts, especially when you’re on your eighth month of pregnancy.

Insomnia - you have insomnia and forgot to pack your medicine, causing the boys to have a competition on who can make you go to sleep first.

Baby Bump - Calum just really loves perching his hands up your baby bump.

nicotine - based from P!ATD’S song, ‘Nicotine’.

Talk to Me - Calum forgets to go on the date you were really looking forward to since he was drinking beers at Luke’s apartment.

Art Major!Calum - you helped Calum on boosting up his calligraphy skills since he sucks at it and one thing leads to another.

Not Now, Not Ever - Calum suddenly sobers up from his drunken state at the mention of you stating that you’re officially done with his antics.

Late - different writing style I was experimenting with.

“I have no energy to even talk to you.” - Calum cheats.

Good Luck Charm - you’re Calum’s good luck charm.

Masterpiece - Calum does something for your birthday which involves you being the masterpiece.

Weakling - both you and Michael decided to annoy Calum and Ashton at thr gym because why not?

Sweater Paws - he does this thing.

Cooties - he’s really shy around you that it’s like you have them.

Pregnant - slight trigger warning!

Monster - trigger warning!

Broken - he takes his wife which is you, for granted.

Flowers - he stops on giving them, which leads to something else.

History  - he was a complete idiot.

Petty - Calum’s petty.

Body Language - “Just know that I do love you.”

Buzzcut - Calum would get a portion of his hair shaved until it ends up as a buzzcut for every insecurity you would point out. *trigger warning*

Missing - “Hey PA.”

“I’m okay.” -  Calum and Y/N hate each other and Calum takes it too far by blaming Y/N for everything bad in the world during a fight.

Here - *trigger warning*

Here - Calum hates timezones.

No Reason -  plus-sized piece of writing that lives up to its label and shouldn’t be overlooked.

Night! - an upgrade of Period, the request I got for Luke.

Holiday - he’s nervous as fuck.

Late - he left, without a doubt nor an explanation.

Continue - his original plan.

Long Night - song pref.

“Suits you well.” - literally.

“That smells like me.” - stolen shirts.

“No.” - less talk, more sleeping.


Luke 

Eighth Month - how Luke reacts, especially when you’re on your eighth month of pregnancy.

Okay Then - trigger warning!

Daddy’s Little Princess - Luke lashes out onto his daughter, causing her to cry and make him feel like a shit father.

Twins - You and Luke are twins, and you’re disappointed that he won’t be able to attend to your graduation, but then, he still goes to it nonetheless.

Princess - Luke lashes out and starts a fight with you since you forgot to wash his plaid shirt since you have a fever.

Sneeze - You and your family visits the Hemmings household for the tradition of having dinners in each others’ houses. Luke puts something in a dish that triggers your allergy, and one thing leads to another.

Disneyland - slight smut!

Pregnancy Duties - Luke is sure as hell prepared to be a father.

“I sure as hell won’t.” - Luke refuses to say goodbye and let go of you.

Silent Treatments - Luke hates silent treatments.

“This time, I mean it.” - “By that, you’re hurt.”

“Are these enough?” - “Take care of you, of course. No question ‘bout that love.”

Outcast - you’re the outcast of the school but that was bound to change with Luke striking up a conversation with you.

Crazy - slight smut!

Family - “Welcome to the family.”

Period - you get it unexpectedly while you sleep over at Luke’s, leading into something a little awkward but unforgettable.

Jealous - Luke’s jealous because you’re management team decides on making you fake-date a guy, which is not him.

So Damn Cute - slight smut!

Good Enough - “If I’m not good enough for my own fucking dad Luke, if I cna’t be enough for the one man that was supposed to protect me no matter what, then I will never be enough for you, or enough to make you stay. *somehow triggering*

Mornings - you hate waking up in the mornings without Luke by your side so you throw a little tantrum about it while you’re in the process of convincing him  to stay at home.

Cuddles - FIRST EVER PIECE OF MY WRITING THAT I POSTED HERE :))))

Waste The Night - An unplanned trip a year ago was basically what made you and Luke a couple, and for fucks sake, Luke prayed that it won’t end here too.”

Tired - He smirked, “Husband material, don’t mention it. I already know.”

Powder Power - “Just so you know, Lexie told me that I have the powder power.”

Permanent - “You got a tattoo for me?”

Hold On - you start losing people that are very dear to you, loved one after loved one, and you’re afraid that Luke might be too.

Famous Last Words - Luke’s struggling to fulfill his part in his relationship with you while you pretend to not notice until a misunderstanding happens, which may mend what the of you are now.

“Please tell me this isn’t goodbye.” - “I almost thought I actually lost you.”

Surprise - it’s your birthday.

End Of It - fluff in where your husband of more than thirty years, which is Luke, finds your old wedding dress.

The Nice Guy - Luke has a massive crush on you so he constantly goes to the restaurant you’re working in while you deny your feelings for him, but you jealousy prevails when he brings his ‘girlfriend’ for a PR stunt.

Good - Luke makes a way.


Michael

Eighth Month - how Michael reacts, especially when you’re on your eighth month of pregnancy.

Get Scared - Michael thought you were the shy and girly girlfriend which he was then proved wrong later on. 

Snorlax - Michael uses Pokemon GO as a valid and a legit reason to barge into your house and confess his feelings for you.

Sex Tape - The boys accidentally find the sex tape you and Michael recorded.

Target - Michael bribes his and your daughter, Elle, with ice cream to not tell you that his daddy lost her in Target, which she adorably failed doing so.

Four A.M. - the first chapter of this fanfic that I originally posted in wattpad.

Mr. Toddles - Your fish that’s very dear to you dies, causing you to cry and Michael misunderstands it as something else.

Lego Blocks - Ex-boyfriend!Michael

Ex-boyfriend!Michael -  Ex-boyfriend!Mikey is in L.A and forgets his keys to his flat in another country, he goes to Y/N, his ex-girlfriend in hopes since she has spare keys.

Enthusiasm -  Michael lacks the enthusiasm Y/N deserves every time he’s with her.

Sexually Frustrated - smut!

Bracelets - one of my favorites. Trigger warning!

“I don’t want her to grow up just yet.” - he really doesn’t want his and yours baby girl too.

His First Fucking Word - “This is a fucking weird family.”

Anytime - you need comfort, Michael supplies.

Brother - “You are so dead. I’m gonna tell mom.”

Together - you’re falling for the person you hate.

“You’re making me love you more.” - Michael adores you.

Pause - inspired by Marshall and Lily from How I Met Your Mother.

“That’s today?” - he forgets your birthday.

“Commitment, bitch.” - Michael carries around his and yours baby girl, carrying her diaper bag and grinning with you. He then completely shuts off someone who made a rude remark about it.

Stellar - Michael adores kids.

Viridian Green - unknown to the public’s eye is how Michael truly is once he’s inside these four walls that he considers as home.

Own You - Michael proves to you that your dyslexia doesn’t own you.

“They reminded me of you.” - tour is finally over.

Maybe - you and Michael are exes, warming up to each other slowly but surely to cope up with the fact that you’re his P.A. And maybe,it was bound to change just because of what he said.

I’m open to the possibility.” - that you don’t love me anymore.

Meant To Be - literally hours before your wedded to Michael.


Preferences

Sorry

Baby Names

Bed Love

Nervous

Ticklish


Blurbs

michael as a dad would include

michael giving hugs

whatever you do, don’t try to imagine michael…

giving michael the silent treatment

dating ashton

yeah but

luke annoying you

fights with michael

daddy!luke

imagine Michael groaning out

“It was supposed to be cool.”

Ashton as a dad

ok but imagine this concept

a couple of seconds

after having a fight with calum

princess

yeah but

“Don’t you even dare.”

daddy ashton in the sidelines

calum as a dad

hugging a tired calum

drunk of his ass calum

nights with luke

michael as a dad

stuttering wedding vows


Moodboards

different calum faces

Happy Birthday, Luke! ¾

Happy Birthday, Luke! 2/4

Happy Birthday, Luke! ¼

really happy michael

aesthetic!luke

pouty calum

as per requested

malum lives on forever

hey sunshine

idk why

fluff, i like that shit

really happy luke makes me really happy

this makes me so happy

happy birthday michael

happy birthday michael 2/3

happy birthday michael 3/3

when you know you’ve been right all along


Number Stuff

1. “You don’t know how long I waited for you to burst in those doors and tell that you love me again.” c a l m

2. “She’s beautiful.” c a l m

3. “Fuck you.” c a l m

4. “I wrote a song. And it’s for you.” c a l m

5. “Just please. Just this once. Let me in again in those walls of yours.” c a l m

6. Love Me or Leave Me  c a l m

7. “I’ve grown used to it.” c a l m

8. “It got stuck.” c a l m

9. “Fuck, that’s hot.” c a l m

10. “I can’t help it.” c a l m

11. Always  c a l m

12. “I don’t know what would happen to me if you leave. But I can assure you that I’m not going be the same once you do it.” c a l m

13. “Hey. Wake up.” c a l m

14. “Don’t make me say it.” c a l m

15. The End  c a l m

16. “You made me a promise, daddy. And you broke it.” c a l m

17. “I’m afraid I can’t do that baby girl.” c a l m

18. “Shut up.” c a l m

19. “Sing me to sleep?” c a l m

20. “I’m tired.” c a l m

21. “No matter how much you shut me out, I still love you. And I can’t deny it.” c a l m

22. “Oh my god.” c a l m

23. “I know just the thing, baby.” c a  l m

24. “You’re killing me when you do that.”  c a  l m

25. “What the hell are you doing here?”  c a  l m

26. “No. No. And another fucking no.”  c a  l m

27. “Hey.”  c a  l m

28. “Please?”  c a  l m

29. “She has your eyes.”  c a  l m

30. “This is so sappy I want to cry and kill you at the same time.”  c a  l m

31. “Rubber gloves are just underrated condoms.”  c a  l m

32. I Miss You   c a  l m

33. “Sup homeboy.”  c a  l m

34. “Is that my shirt that you’re wearing?”  c a  l m

35. “Woah. T-that’s hot.”  c a  l m

36. “You should wear my snapbacks more.”  c a  l m

37. “Stop saying that.”  c a  l m

38. “It’s funny. Seeing you again here. Same time, same place.”  c a  l m

39. “Trust me, I tried my best.”  c a  l m

40. Inside Out  c a  l m

41. “It’s so fluffy. I need to stab someone to be punk rock I guess.”  c a  l m

42. “Boo-hoo little bitch.”  c a  l m

43. “I made a playlist. And all of the songs reminded me of you.”  c a  l m

44. “That’s one hell of a good looking pilot.”  c a  l m
45. “You can never be her.”  c a  l m

46. “I’m glad you don’t wear that shit.”  c a  l m

47. “I don’t want to say goodbye. And I never will.”  c a  l m

48. FOOLS  c a  l m

49. “I notice the little things about you. And they make a shit ton of difference.”  c a  l m

50. “Were you just jerking off?  c a  l m


Angst Alphabet


Ships


Quote Stuff

don’t make this a flop

- one


Are these what you call recs?

uno

dos

tres


Associated accounts

@im-cool-ask-my-mom (main blog that I barely use, follows and likes come from here)

@foursevenyearolddorks

@wootwootnewt

@onedirectiondevotee

@five-sauce-incorporated

@fivesaucepreferences-two

(don’t even bother finding the other seven)



Series

I’ll redo and probably continue these ones when I sort out everything, promise.

Tattoo Artist!Michael - masterlist

CEO!Calum - masterlist

Gang Leader!Ashton - masterlist

Divorced!Luke - masterlist

Prince!Luke - masterlist

Stupidly in Love - masterlist


Let’s co-write together!

I’m officially opening a portion in which you can submit any kind of writing, may be an imagine, a preference, a blurb or just of any kind of writing!


Requests are and always will be open :) !


If you do know anything on how to make a masterlist that really is made for mobiles, kindly send me an ask/message me about it. Thank you!


Enjoy reading :)

Old Love.

- Bobby x Reader

- Angst, fluff

- An exhausted Bobby learns the hard way to be careful with what he wishes for. 

- Random drabble I forgot to post.

- Random S/O: @masual , @muujum thanks for the kind comments 😍😍😘

Originally posted by verygood-climax


The thunderous slam of the front door this late at night could only means one thing, an overworked boyfriend fed up with the limitless list of things that’s wrong in his life. You understand his frustration of course, being worked to the bone without having a comeback in months would do that to even a saint. Adding the constant travel for show and lack of sleep had turned the boy with stars in his eyes into an insufferable grump. You never minded being his therapist, being the only person he could complain to without any filter. He’d often laid with his head on your lap, gritting his teeth angrily at one thing or another. You’d just let him talk with a hand smoothing comforting circles over his firm chest, melting his rage back into its cage. Some days he’d ask for your advice knowing just how unreasonable he could get, others, he simply needed a pair of ears. Although rare, sometimes the limitless list of things that’s wrong in his life includes you. 

You hadn’t expect him tonight honestly, not after the blow out last night. Curl up in the cold king size bed that might as well have been two twin beds for the past week, you stay quiet, listening intently to any little sound coming from the living room. Jiwon loves skin-ship despite that tough macho image on SMTM and explosive stages of Ikon. He continuously expresses his displeasure in Hanbin lovey dovey gestures but you know for a fact he loves it. He just couldn’t get himself to let the poor boy knows he secretly revels in every moment because Hanbin being the cheeky monkey would never let him live it down. With you in the privacy of your shared apartment, there was not a second spent here that he didn’t have some sort of contact with your skin. You don’t even know what was the point in him buying a bigger bed when he cuddles up to you at night so close, you both use a mere 25% of the spacious bed. Lately however, he’d come home late at night when you’re already asleep and fall into slumber as far away from your body as possible. 

An exasperated groan follows by heavy footsteps yank you out of your reverie of happier time. He was searching for something and for the sake of your peaceful sleep tonight, you hope he finds it soon. Sure enough, a mere second later, the bedroom door swing open with a bang resembles much of the one earlier made by the front door. In burst Jiwon, eyebrows furrow and that sharp jawline clenches under what must be a raging storm. You wanted so bad to just run up to him as always when he gets home and envelop him in a big hug, telling him everything will be okay. Tonight, you don’t dare with the fury that’s flashing bright red on that handsome face. 

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Avengers x Reader: Storm

Originally posted by science

(Author’s Note: Heyo, Rainy here!  Just a little something I wanted to post in between requests.  I was feeling kind of lonely last night and came up with this idea just because.  Just some silly fluff to cheer you up if you need it!   Also, gif is not mine. Credit to original owner!)

   It was an ordinary day in Avengers Tower.  No villains.  No evil plots or schemes to sabotage.  It seemed that the crappy weather had taken care of that.  Gray clouds seemed to cover the entire city of New York, and what little patches of sky were visible were dark as well.  Raindrops covered the windows and tap-tapped on the roof.

   Steve and Bucky sat on either end of the leather couch in the hangout at the top floor of Avengers Tower.  You stretched out across them, head resting on Bucky’s lap and legs dangling across Steve’s.  Both soldiers watched rather boredly as you flipped through the TV channels, one arm draped across your forehead dramatically.  It was a miserable day, and what better way to be bored than with your friends?

   Footsteps echoed on the smooth floor, signaling Tony Stark’s entrance.  The eccentric billionaire donned a t-shirt and pair of ripped jeans instead of a suit, which meant he had been busy working in the garage on his Iron Man tech.  He paced over to the bar to pour himself a quick glass of water, most likely parched from his work.  He gulped the clear liquid down, pausing to stare at the three of you in between gulps.  You, Bucky, and Steve stared back at him until, finally, he set the glass down and spoke.  

   “Yeesh, what’s going on in here?  You all look miserable.”

   “Thanks. It’s really nice to see you too,” you quipped, giving him a look.  

   “Yeah, I could tell by your faces when I walked in the room.  They just lit up.”  His retort earned a snort from each of you, and he stuffed his hands in his pockets, sparing a glance out the window.  “Weather’s got you down?”

   “I had plans to go out for a jog,” Steve explained, resting his chin on the palm of his hand.

   “And I wanted to visit the store.  We’re out of plums,” Bucky grumbled, arms folded.

   “Not to mention I was going to head down to Central Park for a relaxing afternoon out,” you added.  “Basically, the rain messed up all our plans.”

   “So we’re just here being bored together,” Bucky finished, eyes fixed on the TV screen which had gone static.

   Tony rolled his eyes unsympathetically, walking to stand in front of the TV screen.  “Okay, first of all, Steve, there is a very expensive workout room that I had built into the basement of the Tower, complete with a running track.”

   “It’s not really the same, you know?” Steve shrugged.  “I like being out in the morning air and seeing the sun come up.”

   Tony gave him a look, but moved on.  “And Bucky, are you really going to let rain come between you and your plums?  Man up, put on a trench coat, and go out.”

   “No.” 

   Lastly, Tony’s gaze rested on you.  “_______, you do realize this is Avengers Tower.  We have an indoor pool, food, a library, food.  That sounds like a pretty relaxing afternoon to me.”

   “I’ve done all that stuff already,” you stretched your arms out and yawned.

   “Whatever.  It’s not like I invested a whole lot of money in-”  The pounding of rain on the windows increased until it nearly drowned out his voice.  A deafening boom of thunder sounded, and lightning flashed.

   “Wow.  That doesn’t sound too good,” you mused.  “We should turn the lights off.”

   Tony looked at you as if you had suggested everyone dress up as clowns and go running through the streets of New York..  “Why?”

   “To watch the storm.  I like feeling all safe and cozy inside while that craziness is happening outside.”

   “Me too,” Steve agreed.  “That’s a good idea.  Let’s do it.”  

   Even Bucky’s usual scowl was replaced by a smile at the idea.  “I like the sound of that.”  

   That was yet another reason why you got along with them so well.  Tony and the others were so reliant on technology, that they sometimes forgot to sit back and enjoy the simpler things in life.  Steve and Bucky enjoyed technology and its benefits, but like you, they were a bit old-fashioned and liked to step away and take time to appreciate other things.

   “Come on, Stark.  There’s more to life than heated pools and tinkering with robots,” Steve went on.

   “Even most of your library is digital,” you pointed out. 

   “Yeah, pfft, electricity.  Who needs that?” Tony joked, waving his hand dismissively.  “Excuse me for taking advantage of modern conveniences.  Sorry I’m not a tree-hugging, bird-watching nymph like all of you.”

   Bucky snorted, and you laughed.  You sat up and went around the room, shutting off lights along the way.  Steve jumped to his feet and took care of the last set of lights before the two of you rejoined Bucky on the couch, you snuggled in between them.  The room was very dark, save for the dim light from the gray sky that seeped in through the windows.

   “Come sit,” you motioned for Tony to take a seat.  You could see his outline hesitate before shrugging and walking over to sit down on Bucky’s other side.  “There.  Isn’t this nice?” 

   Thunder continued to boom, lightning flashed, and the rain thrummed against the windows harshly.  It might be a scary thing to witness, but snuggled in between two very good friends that you trusted, you felt safe and warm.

   “You know,” Tony broke the silence in the conversation.  “This is actually really nice.”

   “Yep,” you agreed with a nod.  “But something’s missing…”

   “We need a fort,” Steve chuckled. 

   “Exactly.  See, this is why we’re friends.”  You jumped up and hurried out of the room before anyone could protest.  “Be right back!  I’m just going to grab some materials!”  You headed straight for the nearest closet full of sheets, towels, extra pillows, etc…And started gathering everything you could carry. 

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   “I have to admit, when you mentioned a fort, I thought this would be stupid,” Tony confessed.  “But this…This right here is awesome.” 

   “It’s perfect,” you agreed, tossing a couple of flashlights inside.

   Bucky was making the finishing touches, setting down a stack of books to hold a sheet in place.  Even you hadn’t expected it to turn out so cool.  It really was an impressive fort.  

   “We good?” Steve asked. 

   “Yeah, this should hold up just fine,” Bucky replied.  You dropped to your hands and knees and crawled in to bury yourself in the pile of blankets and pillows.  Bucky ducked in, chuckling as you rolled yourself up like a burrito. 

    “Steve! Tony!  Come on in!” you called.

   Steve crawled in, following by Tony fumbling his way in.  Both of them found their own blankets and pillows and got comfortable.  The four of you turned your attention to the little window the group made so you could see the storm.  A loud boom of thunder sounded, and you rolled over to snuggle against Bucky’s side.

  “Comfortable?” he asked, unable to hide a small smile.

   You grinned up at him.  “Very”

   Tony shifted so that he was lying obnoxiously across your stomach.  “Me too.”

  “Dork.” You ruffled his hair.

   “Hey, not cool.”

   “Oh my gosh!” a new, but familiar, voice exclaimed from somewhere outside the fort.  “Is that a fort?”

   “Clint, care to join us?” Steve called.

  “Heck yeah!”  He bounded over to scrambled inside.  A few of you had to move over to make room.  “Wow, this is so cool.  You guys watching the storm?”

   “Yep, it’s actually more fun that I thought it would be,” Tony replied.

   “Nat would love this.”

   “Love what?”  The read-headed agent appeared at the entrance of the fort suddenly, making all of you jump in surprise.  Clint screamed.  “Calm down,” Natasha told him.  “It’s only me.”

   “And me.”

  “Bruce?” you questioned.  “Is that you?”

  “Oh gosh, we seriously are going to need more room,” Clint commented.  The next thing you knew, everyone was squeezed in beside each other in the fort.

   “This is ridiculous,” Natasha said, but you could see the smile on her face.

  “Rogers.  You wouldn’t mind getting your elbow out of my shoulder, would you?”

   “Well maybe your shoulder needs to get off my elbow, Tony.”

   Most of you were chuckling and playfully shoving each other.  Except Bruce, who was struggling with the fact he was in such a small space.  It was such a silly and fun time, a nice change from all the high-stress situations the lot of you were usually in.  Meanwhile, the storm went on outside. 

  You thought it was unfortunate that the rest of the team couldn’t be there to enjoy it, but they had their own missions to deal with.  Your group spent the rest of the stormy evening talking and laughing over just about everything.  After the conversation died down, you all fell into a comfortable silence.  You were pretty sure you heard Tony snoring.  That guy almost never slept, so this was probably good for him. It was so calming that you felt your eyelids growing heavy.

   “Go ahead and sleep, doll,” Bucky told you quietly, patting your shoulder. 

   “Yes.  Sleep.  Just please don’t snore.”

   “Shut up, Barton.”