Plot Summary: You have to work on a project with a guy you barely know, you thought the assignment would be boring but it turned out to be a lot of fun.
A/n: This one is a little long so I apologise:) Zach Dempsey is just such an amazing character I cant even! I am also open to requests at the moment if theres anything you would like me to write. Just check my masterlist for the list of fandoms :)
“Ugh” you groaned as you and Hannah walked through the
school doors into an already packed hallway.
“Come on the day has just started be at least a little more
positive” said Hannah shaking her head at you as the two of you made a left
towards your form room.
“It’s Monday how could anyone be positive” you said as you
turned the corner.
Bryce came up to you and started talking about the ‘mad’
party he had at the weekend and how you both should have been there. He was
standing in the middle of you and Hannah; Hannah thankfully started talking to
him so you wouldn’t have to deal with him. As you were walking along you caught
the eye of Zach who was about to smile at you but then Bryce threw his arm
around you and pulled you close to him Zach’s eyes flicked from you to Bryce
and then his arm around your shoulders before he looked at Justin motioning for
him to look in your direction as his gaze fell to the floor. Justin turned
towards you and glared at Bryce before turning back to Zach.
Hannah Had finally managed to get Bryce off of the both of
you and quickly dragged you into your form room before he could give either of
you any unwanted affection.
“God he’s such a creep, if he didn’t go around playing the
rich kid card and actually talked nicely to people then maybe people would genuinely
like him” she said flopping down into her chair that was next to yours.
“Um yeah” you said still confused about what had happened in
Hannah leaned a little closer to you.
“Did you see the look on Zach’s face when Bryce threw his
arm around you?” said Hannah with a giant smile. “He is so into you” she said
before Zach and Justin entered the room.
“It was nothing” you said shaking your head as the form
tutor walked in.
Three periods later and you were in biology watching the
teacher ramble on about veins and capillaries or something. You were sat next
to Hannah on one of the middle benches with your back to the window sitting
sideways to the teacher’s desk.
“So you given any more thought to Zach?” asked Hannah in a
hushed whisper wiggling her eyebrows at you.
“Shhh” you said your gaze drifting to Zach who was sat on
the desk in front of the teacher facing towards the window but on the opposite
side of the room.
“Oh come on” she said “he’s glanced at you at least ten times
and we are only twenty minutes into the lesson.”
“Yeah right” you said, looking back over at Zach, your eyes
met then he quickly turned his attention back to the teacher.
“I told you so” said Hannah elbowing you.
You turned your gaze back to her.
“It means nothing has probably just looking out of the
window” you said shaking your head.
“How many more excuses are you going to make” she said
sounding defeated. “Fine he doesn’t like you at all, I guess it’s just a
coincidence that his grades have dropped since you joined the class, and he
only ever ‘looks out the window’ in biology because it makes sense for him to
do that in his favourite subject” she said sounding a little mad before turning
her attention back to the teacher.
For the next thirty minutes you kept glancing back at Zach
but you didn’t catch him looking at you again.
Finally the end of the lesson came and you were more than
willing to leave even if it meant that you got to gym class early when the
teacher decided to drop a bomb shell.
“Right class as the last assignment turned out to be nothing
short of a complete shambles I am going to be putting you all in pairs, the
pairs have already been chosen by me so that everyone’s skills will be properly
utilised. As extra means to make sure that you complete the assignment I will
be giving extra credit to whoever gets an A. But in order to win the prize you
must make sure that both of you worked on the project together I will be able
to tell.” Said the teacher.
The class erupted in a mix of groans and protests.
“Oh god” said Hannah “I hope I get a geek or something I
could really do with the extra credit” she continued biting her lip in
“So a geek like Clay” you asked her eyes grew wide and she
“Ok class settle down” said the teacher holding up a list,
he began reading out the names.
You listened to the names and made faces at Hannah at pairs
that defiantly weren’t going to work out and she did the same to you until, it
came to your turn.
“Y/n will be paired with Zach” said the teacher and your eye
instantly flicked to Zach who was also looking at you.
“Ooh now’s your chance to get to know him a little better”
whispered Hannah, you turned towards her. “Big strong guy like that can teach
you all about human anatomy” she said holding in her laugh.
“Ew do you even know how bad that sounded” you said looking
at her with the best disgusted face you could muster.
“No but seriously, have you even been paying attention or
have you been too busy say dreaming about Zach?” she asked shaking her head.
“What?” you asked confused.
“God you really haven’t have you, look at the title of the
assignment dumbo” she said nodding her head in the direction of the board.
Sure enough there was the title of the assignment in big
bold letters ‘Human Anatomy’
“I genuinely think that I have pissed someone off up in
heaven big time” you said to Hannah in disbelief.
“Or someone up there really wants you two together, imagine
how cute your babies would be” said Hannah with a smile.
“How about you and Clay?” you said knowing exactly how to
shut her up about the subject.
“Ok I get it, but on another note he’s top of the class so
pretty much the best partner that you can have” she finished as you both got up
and walked towards the door.
Finally the day was over, and you could head home. You said
goodbye to Hannah as you and her both lived in different directions, you were
prepared to go home make yourself some popcorn watch a little Netflix and
forget about all the events of today. But heaven defiantly wasn’t on your side.
“Hey Y/n” said Zach walking away from the group of jocks and
stepping in time with you.
“Hey” you said with a smile praying the world would just
swallow you up. No such luck.
“So this assignment, it pretty important that I ace it to
get the grade that I want at the end of the yeah so do you think that we could
start now?” he asked running his hands through his hair.
Say, no say no, you thought to yourself.
“Yeah” you said out loud mentally kicking yourself, what was
wrong with you?
“Ok do you want to come back to my house, I have some books
and Wi-Fi that works unlike the library” he said with a small nervous smile.
“Oh you mean right away, right away” you continued.
Just tell him that you
have plans right now after school hers your opportunity to get out of this
you thought again.
“Yeah ok, that’s fine by me” you said with a smile.
You mentally kicked yourself, why had you agreed, the
prospect of popcorn and cheesy movies was within reach but you blew it all off
to study with Zach.
“Great” he said with a big smile as the both of you began
walking in the direction of his hour.
Twenty minutes later you were walking up the driveway of a
rather large house, you looked at it in awe as you passed Zach’s car on the
driveway. He opened the door and stepped inside motioning for you to follow.
You walk in and the inside of the house matches the outside perfectly with a
number of expensive looking ornaments dotted about the place. You followed Zach
into the kitchen which again was massive.
“Hey do you mind if I go freshen up a little I just had
practice and well” he said motioning to his sports gear that looked a little
“No that’s fine” you said with a smile.
“Um… here the wifi password, you can get started on the
project while you wait if you want” he said scribbling on a sticky note on the
fridge then handing it to you. “See you in a minute” he finished putting his
bag on the chair next to yours before leaving the room.
You quickly typed in the password and no sooner had you
phone picked up the wifi signal a message from Hannah popped up. You unlocked
your phone to answer
Italics = You
Normal = Hannah
So I saw you walking home with Dempsey… ;)
Yep we thought we would start early on the
Oh… should I leave you two to get back to the “Project”
What no! I didn’t mean
it like that. He’s it the shower
So you wanted him to freshen up a little bit then?
No Hannah, he went to
shower by himself and then we are going to start our biology project.
You do realise that he has a giant crush on you right?
Stop it we are just
working on biology project nothing more
I know you and I know him so I am certain that it’s going to
turn into something more ;P
Ugh whatever, I think
I hear him coming down the stairs gtg
Just as you put your phone down Zach came walking into the
room wet hair flopping in his face, a tight t-shit that stretched around his
arms a little showing his muscles. His sweatpants hanging low on his hips he
smiled at you before stepping forward and sitting in the chair next to you.
“So what is our project on then?” he smiled again looking
through the various pieces of paper that you had sprawled about on the kitchen
You couldn’t help but look at him, he was gorgeous, he
looked up at you that’s when you realised that you hadn’t answered his
“Um…errr… I don’t know” you said his gaze making you lost
He didn’t say anything but the two of you began leaning
closer and closer until your lips connected. He was soft at first delicate, apprehensive.
Then as your hands went to his hair tangling though it the kiss grew deeper as
his arms wrapped around your waist pulling you closer towards him.
He pulled away from you his face just inches from yours, he didn’t
need to speak you bit your lip then nodded. In one swift motion he picked you
and your legs wrapped around your waist as he carried you out of the kitchen
and up the stairs. You kissed down his jawline and then down his neck finding
his sweet spot when a moan escaped his lips. Then you felt the cool wood of his
bedroom door on your back as he pushed you into it, causing it to swing open. He
walked into the room kicking the door closed behind him before throwing you
down on the bed him falling onto of his arms either side of your head as he
moved to begin kissing down your neck. One arm went to his waist the other
stayed in his hair. A moan escaped your lips and you could feel him smirk
against your skin.
His lips returned to yours kissing you deeply, your hands travelled
down his back to the bottom of his shirt, you felt his hot skin against your
fingertips and began trailing your hands up his back feeling every muscle and
contour until your hands reached his shoulders. He pulled away from you briefly
to pull his shirt over his head before kissing you again.
Let’s just say you didn’t get any of your assignment done
Request: “Nice Blog:) I’d like to request an Exo Reaction, where his GF/wife really hates the fact that he has kiss scenes und dances with girls, and doesn’t want them to do it. (Idk, ist this Angst of Fluff?) Thanks you;)’
A/N: I’m making this fluff because afghghf I’m feeling fluffy. I changed the concept for some of the members to show a more broad reaction.
Also this reaction if to you being jealous in a CUTE way, not a demanding, controlling, and creepy “don’t talk to any girls at all” way.
Heavily sighing from your flooding feed of Xiumin and another beautiful dancer, Xiumin looks over your shoulder to see what you’re looking at. He starts ranting and making weird faces, wondering what it is with the fans shipping him with an idol he just collaborated with, nothing more.
“You see these? These are all for you and you only Y/n”
Quite surprised on how jealous you could get, but secretly finding it so adorable, he would still be quick enough to always assure that you’re the only one for his eyes before some inner demon of you could rise up and bring the blazing, fiery pits of hell to surface. (how coincidental?? he’s the water sign ? lmAo)
Chen being a cheesy romantic would suppress a giggle at first, but then smile at you and start whining that he shouldn’t have to explain his love to you in a joking way. Once he starts quoting Shakespeare, you’d have to shut him up and all would end happily with an endearing date out.
“Awee is my wittle babyboo jealous?” he’d coo in a tone that normally babies are only talked to by. He adores how cute you are when you’re jealous, but eventually he would give you a tender kiss that lasts a little longer than usual, and after so would hold your face in his big hands and just stare at it with a goofy grin.
He’d start teasing you how childish you are for a tolerable amount of time but when you get annoyed you’d reply like: Baek?? Really? You’re calling me childish?
“SPEAK FOR YOURSELF BYUN BAEKHYUN” and you start chasing him around the house as he runs away, begging for mercy.
To cheer you up, he would put on your favorite acting scene of him from his movie/drama just for you. Except, he would put much more emphasis and overdo it in order to make you laugh- secretly filming this would be a good idea since he never busts out of his shell like that, and just incase of blackmail.
He’s actually a real sucker when it comes to his little “honeybun” (which is the secret nickname he gave you) is upset. So when you become jealous, he’d actually be the most lovely boyfriend ever. He’d give his little cute-ass eye smile he has of his, lightly pat your butt and start treating you like a princess.
As you two were cuddling while watching a variety show, an utterly gorgeous idol mentions Sehun as her ideal type. This hadn’t been the first time she has, making you roll your eyes at her mentioning your boyfriend, again. As he pulls you closer to him, he winks and gives you a kiss on the cheek and says,
Summary :You die while being on a mission with the team. At least , that’s what you thought. What happens when you suddenly wake up alive ? What do you do now? & how will the team handle the news after thinking you’ve been dead for months?
Warnings : swearing, angst, violence , fluff( tiny, tiny bit for now).
Pairing, (so far) : Avengers x reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader( No permanent pairing yet!) * Bold is readers thoughts, & italics are memories. *
“ Is now really the time Steve? Cant you scold me later?”
Do they ever stop fucking arguing? Ugh. Your eyes flutter open as they continue bickering.
“ Can you two shut the hell up .” your raspy voice startles the two , they both immediately appear at your side.
" What happened?“ you groan as you look around and realize your in the med bay .
” Your blood pressure and stress levels were extremely high , causing you to faint. “ Tony explains as he looks to your monitor to check your vitals.
” Everything looks good now though . “ he shrugs .
” I don’t want an enhancement Tony. Figure out a way to turn it back . “ your request catches both of the men off guard.
” Wh- what? Why? You don’t even know what it is yet! You could shoot fire, or read minds! YOU COULD BE A SHAPE SHIF-“
” I don’t care ! You know what I want to be? A lab Tech Tony. A regular lab tech . “ you snap
” If I even could find a way to reverse it, it run the risk of furthering the enhancement, or counter acting TAHITI. It’s too large of a risk Y/n. I’m sorry . “
You stay silent, processing what Tony tells you . So he knew there was a chance I wouldn’t want this. I cant believe he knew this entire time I was alive. Fucking Stark.
While you are lost in your thoughts Tony dismisses himself, leaving only you and Steve.
He sighs, watching as you hop off the bed ,taking out the IV and removing the vital receivers . He steps in front of you before you can reach the door.
” No. We are talking about this . You aren’t running.“ he says sternly. You roll your eyes, waiting for him to continue.
” I- the things I said-“ he groans, rubbing at the back of his neck as he continues ” What I said the other night came out wrong . I am grateful you saved me, but I’m not going to thank you for getting yourself killed. You are a part of this team, I was wrong to say you weren’t. You weren’t enhanced though Y/n; you didn’t have a serum, you aren’t a trained assassin . What did you expect the bullets to do ? Did you think you’d heal as quickly as I would? “ His tone wasn’t harsh , it was almost pleading.
” I didn’t think anything Steve, all I knew was that I needed to save you . I don’t know wh-“
” Was it because you love me?“
The room goes dead silent, his words still hanging in the air. You awkwardly laugh , Steve crosses his arms while leaning in the doorway.
” You do remember saying that right ? “ he questions, he sees panic flash over your face.
” Steve- I- you- I was dieing. “ you run your hand down your face .
” I’m aware.“ he says playfully. You’re amazed at how his mood shifts .
" Don’t look too much into It.”
“ So you’re denying it?” he playful smile drops a bit.
“ What do you want me to say Steve! You were my bestfriend! Of course I loved you!”
“ You know that’s not what I mean Y/n.”
You don’t reply, so Steve keeps speaking,
“ Because I love you .”
Your eyes go wide, your mouth opens then closes when you realize you don’t know what to even say . Did he just- did he mean it like that? You’ve waited for what seems like a lifetime to hear him say these words to you .Now that the moments here, your speechless.
Luck seems to be on your side at this moment, FRIDAY interrupts the two of you .
“ Captain Rogers, there seems to be a physical conflict between Sergeant Barnes and Mr.Wilson, your presence is needed on the communal floor. ”
Saved by the AI, thank you FRIDAY.
You hear Steve curse under his breath ,
“ You should probably go before one of them ends up dead Steve. "
” We aren’t finished with this conversation.“ he warns as he leaves.
You wait a minute before you bolt from the med room to the elevators. You rapidly hit the button for Pietro and Wandas floor . As soon as the doors open you sprint out,
” Pietro ! “ you yell , in an instant he is infront of you .
” are you feeling better Draga?“ he asks as he pulls you into a hug.
” Steve- I - what - UGH .“ you groan as your shove your face into his chest.
” You’re going to have to form a proper sentence for me to understand Y/n.“ he chuckles.
” She doesn’t want to be enhanced, Steve told her he loves her , and she doesn’t know what to do and plans on avoiding him for the rest of time.“ Wanda announces from behind you .
” What she said. “ you say as you lean back.
” You didn’t tell him how you felt ? “ Pietro questions.
” He completely blind sided me! I didn’t think hed say that ! I stood there staring at him like he was a frreakin alien!“
The twins laugh at your frustration ,
” Its not funny! what am I suppose to do !“
” Tell him you love him ! “ Wanda excitedly suggests
” I - no . I’m not doing that . “
” What ? why? You know he feels the same! “ Pietro tells you .
” I just got him back, I just got everyone back ! and now apparently I’m enhanced? I just - I don’t know what kind of enhancement I have, or even when itll appear. What if its dangerous? What if I hurt him ? I don’t think I need a relationship right now on top of re adjusting to everything. Ya know? “
They agree with you after you explain yourself. Pietro suggest watching a movie to take your mind off things . Wanda declines, saying she has training with Natasha . Once she leaves, you and Pietro settle on the couch to scroll through Netflix. You both settle on starting Parks & Rec from the beginning . Halfway into the second episode you find yourself leaning against Pietro , both of you getting sleepier by the second.
When you wake up, you snuggled up to Pietro on the couch . Soft snores are slipping from him . You smile as you try to hold in a laugh when you notice the drool pooling in the corner of his mouth .
” PIETRO!“ you shout
He jumps up from the couch , which results in you landing on the floor with a grunt.
” What! Whats wrong!?“
You start hysterically giggling at his disheveled state. He sends you a bitchface when he realizes what you did .
” You are in trouble now Printessa.“ he threatens as he stalks towards you . You try to stand but hes on top of you in a flash . His fingers are tickling your sides making you shriek .
” Pietro Stooooppp! Please! “ you beg . He pauses his attack,
” Apologize. “
” I’m sorry you drool in your sleep. “ you sass. You cry out when his fingers begin brutally tickling you again .
Someone clears their throat, stopping Pietro’s fingers at the sound.
” I see you’re busy , I didn’t meant to interrupt.“ Steve says , anger lacing through his voice. Oh Shit. You know how this must look, especially to someone who just admitted their feelings to you .
You knock Pietro off you so you can go after Steve. Right as you approach the elevators the doors begin closing . You see Steves face, his eyebrows are scrunched, a mixture of hurt and anger displayed over his features. He watches you as the doors close, not moving to stop them .
ugh you guys I am having so much fun writing this! Let me share like, two seconds of Protective Rhodey and hoplessly in love Steve and Bucky.
The Colonel stood to his feet and crossed his arms over his chest. “That’s brings me to my next point. I don’t know what this whole possessive protective thing is you two have going over Tony, but it needs to stop.” His voice hardened. “Tony might be oblivious but the rest of the team is completely aware of how much you two want him. So either do something about it, or back the hell off. Because he does want to share his shifted self with you, but I will not allow it if I think for one second you two serum jacked assholes are going to hurt him or take advantage of him.”
“We wouldn’t ever–” Steve started to object, completely offended, but Rhodes shook his head warningly.
“When you have Tony pressed up against you, purring, trying to get as close as he can because he needs it, you will give him what he needs. If he needs that in cat form so be it. If he trusts you enough to need it in human form, you will give him what he needs. Tony doesn’t think you two want him, thinks you have no interest. So you are either going to prove him right, by backing the hell off, or prove him wrong by being there for him in every possible way he could imagine needing you.”
“I don’t know if Tony wants you in a–” more awkward throat clearing. “–romantic, bonding type way, or if he’s drawn to the amount of protective Alpha shifter vibes you guys give off, but either give him what he needs from you or stay the hell away from him.”
“That won’t be a problem, Colonel.” Bucky said quietly, with a quick glance towards Steve. “If Tony’s willing to share his shifted form with us, of course we will do whatever he needs to keep him comfortable like that.”
“Good.” Rhodes widened his stance a little, his hands dropping down by his side. “Have you boys ever seen my bear?” His voice dropped into a growl that seemed to rumble through the floor. “I stand eight feet tall partial shifted. Do I need to tell you what will happen if I ever hear that you have upset Tony?”
“Nope.” Steve’s blue eyes were wide with respect, and maybe just a bit of fear.
“Good Christ.” Was all Bucky managed, completely intimidated by the unassuming colonel growling at him.
“Good talk boys.”
They both jumped to their feet and saluted automatically as he left, then dropped back onto the couch.
“Did you know Rhodes was a bear?”
They sat in contemplative silence for a minute.
“So. Tony wants us both?” Bucky said hesitantly. “Because that’s what Rhodes said and I–”
“–yeah, I don’t know.” Steve finished. “Maybe cross that bridge when we get to it?”
“So we would be sharing Tony–”
“CROSS THAT BRIDGE WHEN WE GET TO IT!” Steve said even louder, and folded his arms.
“Steve.” Bucky’s voice sounded hoarse. “Can you imagine what he’d feel like between us?”
Fuck me. All Steve could think about was Tony and Bucky in his bed. Rolling around beneath his sheets. So many hands and mouths and bare skin and tongues and–
“I’m going to go take a shower.” He announced and nearly ran from the room.
Not fast enough to miss Bucky’s soft moan, and not quick enough to miss watching his best friend push the heel of his hand over the erection outlined behind his zipper, his head dropping back onto the couch as he groaned louder.
-im really stressing out bc we’re scheduling classes fr next year and i decided to take ap spanish a year earlier than i was planning n now i CANT TAKE ART MY FAVORITE CLASS WITH MY FAVORITE TEACHER AND FAVORITE ENVIRONMENT n i’ve got a feeling i’m going to fail it but its oaky i guess u kno wat ever
-my hair is hella soft and shiny rn its RL noice thx u morrocan argan oil conditioner
-my writing is getting shittier and shittier i apologize u guys deserve better. hOWever if you’ve got something in mind for me to write hit me up bc im on a block rn with this other request i’ve had for a while now and i need to get dat creativity flowin
-a terrible boy who aint worth my time is once again ruining my life, please send help i cant keep forgiving him and being the one who ends up apologizing when ive done nothing wrong ugh fuck me
-enjoy por favor
It turned out that the event that Jerome had been so looking forward to was a charity ball for Gotham’s Children’s Hospital. About three hours before it was scheduled to begin, you were once again handed over to Barbara and Tabitha to be dolled up again. “Make sure she looks perfect,” Jerome instructed, “But not like she stands out or anything. Can’t have those GCPD bozos trying to take her away from me.” The two women voiced their understanding and kicked him out of the room, but not before he winked at you as you sat on the other side. You were sitting in the same spot you had been in the first time the two women had used you as a life-sized barbie doll. Once they got started, the entire event of getting you ready for the gala went by in a flash. Barbara did your makeup again, however this time it was much less natural-looking. Your eyeshadow was a dark pink to light pink fade, and your cheekbones were lightly contoured. Tabitha was doing your hair again as well, instead this time she kept your hair down; from what you could see in the mirror she was going for a wavy style. The dress hanging on the closet door across the room was crushed pink velvet with spaghetti straps, straight, and ball gown length. Once your face and hair was to their liking, they had you put the dress on behind a divider.
“Hang on,” Barbara said, rummaging through a drawer on the other side of the divider. She handed you something over the top; when you took it you saw it was a black choker. “Wear that. I’ll get ginger in here so we can go.”
Seconds later, she reentered the room with Jerome, whose eyes were being covered by Barbara’s hand. You’d already stepped out from the divider. She let her hand fall and his eyes landed immediately on you. “Wow,” he said in a low voice, “You look absolutely stunning, babygirl. Spectacular.“
“Thank you,” you whispered. He walked over to you, taking your hands in his. He was considerably taller than you, even despite the fact that Barbara and Tabitha had given you a pair of strappy, matte, black heels.
“We can have so much fun when we get back.” He shot his signature evil grin at you, before leading you out the door. ‘Absolutely not,’ you thought to yourself. ‘We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.’ The car ride to the event was relatively civil. You didn’t talk, which wasn’t unusual, and as much as you pushed yourself into the car door to keep distance, Jerome still managed to keep a hand on your leg the whole time. You couldn’t let it distract you, however. You were too busy formulating an escape plan in your head. ‘How will I get away from them all? Do I go straight to the police right after, do I lay low for a while instead?’
The events of the night must’ve been entertaining, you were sure, but you were too busy looking around every two seconds in search of an escape route. While Jerome and Barbera were preparing their act backstage, you were kept by Tabitha’s side the whole time. The only thing keeping you from running at every chance was the expertly hidden pocket knife she kept at your side all night. You kept silently praying someone in the crowd would recognize you and say something, but then, what would that’ve meant for the knife at your side? Escaping wasn’t going to be easy, but you would be damned if you knew you had let the opportunity for freedom pass because of a piece of metal with a point. Before the show started, Tabitha had dragged you along with her to a dark corner in an unoccupied hallway. She stood facing you and moved the pocketknife away. “Listen,” she started, “I don’t want to have to keep you locked up after tonight. Theo has something planned tonight, and I want to help you get away when it’s all over.”
Your jaw just about dropped to the floor. You were dumbstruck! “I- I don’t understand…” you stammered.
“Look, just- just hear me out.” You nodded. “If I let you escape, you have to promise you won’t tell the cops about the rest of us. Just tell them that when Jerome had you, he was alone. No accomplices. No roommates. None of us. Just him. The police tells the news what you told them, and you’ll be fine. Theo won’t try to come after you if he thinks you got him off the hook. Got it?”
“Good. You’re a good kid, (y/n). You deserve to move past all this. You didn’t deserve any of it. So can I trust you not to run your mouth?”
“Of course. Thank you, Tabitha.” You meant it. You had no hard feelings towards her, or even Barbara for that matter. They were nice to you the whole time, what’s the difference if they were both a little whack? They weren’t the ones who kidnapped you or held you hostage. Tabitha was literally helping you escape. You would always be grateful for that.
She smiled. “I still have to keep this on you though,” she motioned to the knife. “For the sake of convincing Theo I’m not planning anything.” You could understand that. Once you reached your table. You did your best to hide your face from the rest of the crowd. You didn’t want someone spotting you now and ruining your whole plan, that would just end badly.
The events of the night flew by, up until when Jerome highjacked the magician’s bit and started killing people. Some in the crowd had escaped, but the majority of them, like you, were not as fortunate. Then, of course, there were the bits where GCPD detective, Jim Gordon, tried to intervene (if only for a minute or so), and when Jerome tried to kill Bruce Wayne, but none of that was as shocking as what happened next.
Theo Galavan, his mentor and leader, betrayed his trust and murdered him on the stage. You couldn’t help but react a bit shocked- despite what he had put you through, a stab to the throat seemed to be a very unleasant way to go. As soon as the knife was lodged in his neck and Barbara had escaped, everyone at the gala immediately fled, seemingly afraid that something worse was coming if they stayed there any longer. Tabitha did her best to guide you away from Theo’s view, pushing you into the crowd so you could blend in. You turned around and your sight of her was lost; maybe in order to help you gain some escape time against her brother.
When the cool, refreshing night air hit your face, you cried. You immediately started searching for the police when a strong hand came down on your shoulder. Your head snapped around to find the source, and you found yourself in front of a man wearing a GCPD badge. “Oh my God. (y/n) (y/ln)?” The man asked you.
As much as you had been crying before, you were full out sobbing now. “Yes,” you choked out, nodding your head. You weren’t sure how to respond to the situation at hand. Your captor was dead, you were free, standing next to one of the only people who had any control over the madness of that God-forsaken city, and you were alive. You barely knew what to say next, so you said the first thing you thought of. “I wanna go home,” you cried.
The ride back to the GCPD precinct was quiet, but you didn’t mind. The detective, who actually ended up being the infamous Jim Gordon, had given you a blanket before putting you in the car and calling your family to let them know that you’d been found, and you were alive and unharmed. Before being allowed to go back home, you had to be taken in to give an official statement. When you arrived, you had been given a change of clothes- a t-shirt and some sweatpants- and a big mug of coffee, your blanket still hanging around your shoulders. You were sat down on the other side of Gordon’s desk when the official recording started. “Just say what happened.”
“Um, well Jerome, he- I was walking home from school on the day that I was taken and he kidnapped me then- it was just him, I never saw anyone else. And he kept me locked up-he never did anything to me, just talked, but I think he must’ve had an obsession.”
Gordon interrupted. “Why do you say that?”
“He- he always kept talking about how he thought I was ‘his’ like he- like he owned me, or something… he liked pet names a lot. And then tonight, he brought me to the gala, he said he wanted to ‘show me off’, or something dumb like that. The only reason I didn’t run during was because he said if I tried anything, he’d kill my family, that he had them tied up somewhere. So I stayed where I was until that man killed him. Then I ran.”
He switched off the tape recorder. “Thanks for cooperating. Your family is on their way.” He stood up to go finish his work. “And, (y/n)-” he stopped to face you. “I’m really sorry about what happened to you. You seem like a good kid. You didn’t deserve any of that. I’ll have one of the guys escort you and your family home. And-… I’d recommend group therapy… or something like that. To help you cope.”
“Thank you. For everything. And… I’m sure my parents will be on board with that. ”
The reunion with your family was full of tears and hugs. Your parents had bags under their eyes, they looked like that hadn’t slept in weeks. You embraced each other in the steps of the precinct, falling to your knees. You couldn’t tell how long you all had been like that, but eventually you were led back to your home by one of the officers. The night was indescribably emotional and full of tears.
Your story was on the news for a week or so, and afterwards, it faded into the background. The only reason it was such a popular story was because of the fact that Jerome was involved. There were hundreds of kidnappings every week in Gotham, and most of them went unnoticed by the media. But they had a field day with you. Apparently during his raid of the GCPD, he mentioned how he was the one who had taken you, and that’s why the police were in such a hurry to find you.
Your parents signed you into a hospital 3 weeks later. You had been mostly back to normal since you had been recovered, so they weren’t expecting your sudden mental breakdown at all. The full weight of your trauma hadn’t hit until then, and then suddenly it came crashing all at once. It started with you having random outbursts or crying here and there, but then your handle over the situation deteriorated. Next, you stopped eating. You couldn’t risk it without being sick. Then, you stopped leaving your room. This went on for a few weeks until one day, you passed out on the stairs.
You had never really been a depressed kid before, so this was alarming to your family. Your time spent in theater had molded you into an extroverted, generally happy, and energetic person. When the light disappeared from your eyes and smile and were replaced by hollow, sunken cheeks and dark circles around your eyes, you all knew something was wrong. The doctors diagnosed PTSD and recommended 2 weeks in the hospital for your recovery.
You had lots of visitors, and that made you happy, but you could no longer express that happiness. You were put on mild medication, which helped, and you started feeling better as time went by. Most of your visitors were friends and family, but sometimes other people would come. Most of the time, they were Jerome fanatics. There must’ve been a cult of them or something, because every time it was a different person or group of people. They idolized him, and, by association, you. They saw Jerome as a messiah and you as his ‘chosen one’. They always tried to get you to tell them about him, and at first you did.
“Well, he’s… extravagant, for sure,” you’d say. “He never hurt me, necessarily, but I mean, he killed people. He was a bad dude. I’m glad he’s gone.” This, of course, upset them. They were convinced he was just a rebel against authority and believed he could do no wrong, which is why you requested they stop being allowed to visit. This didn’t mean the cult stopped keeping tabs on you, however. It just meant they had to keep their distance in order to keep you in their plans to resurrect Jerome and reunite him with you.
-THat was a shit cut off point i know and i’m sorry, im just tired and this took a long time
-j man will be back in the next installment of this series so don’t worry ya lil brains
-PLEASE REQUEST STFF IM SO BORED AND NEVER BUSY AT ALL AND I NEED TO START BEING CREATIVE AND WRITING AGAIN
-my art class sketchbook is looking killer im so proud of her she’s beautiful and if u want to see any of the works in here let me know i want to share ehr with you all
-my depression has been pretty subsided lately and that makes me super happy!! i mean like i still never do shit anyways but like at least im starting to be less sad about it i guess
WELL THERE U HAVE IT THATS AL L FOR TONIGHT FRIENDS
hey my dude, characters A and B got some hella exciting news and are sharing it with C and D (everyone is super happy about it).... can you give some dialogue for how they would react? C is more explosive/outgoing/loud while D is your stereotypical quiet nerd thank you!!
Hope this helps!
1. “Wait you two are together!? Omg I cant believe this!”
“Ok let’s not pretend to be too shocked, we both had bets going on.”
2. “You two….together.:..boy I did not expect that. That’s like…me and (character D) going out! Ugh that’s weird!”
“How did you even get there-and no it’s not like that at all.”
3. “You two are gonna make the cutest couple ever! We have to double date sometime!”
“With who, we’re both single.”
If anyone else has any other prompts feel free to comment! :)
Summary: After a bad hunt with The Winchesters, you find yourself parting ways after 3 years of hunting alongside the two . The minute you’re on your own you make a new life, a life without the Winchesters . But what happeneds hen you’re forced back into each other’s lives ?
Warning: Swears, Dean being an ass ,making out(barely).
Pairing: Dean x reader ( slightly ) , Sam x Reader
Sam insisted on driving together to Bobbys, when he pulled the puppy eyes you couldn’t say no . So now, you are stuck in the back of baby listening to the boys talk . You’ve been texting Jamie most of the ride, he was worried about you since you took the week off. You cant help but smile down at your phone as you reply to one of his dorky texts.
“ Who are you texting Y/n?” Sam asks, you try to wipe the goofy smile off your face before he can see, but it was too late.Busted
You clear your throat, “ Jamie , the detective you two met the other day.”
“ So , you and Detective Reagan?” Sams sporting an amused smile at your blushing cheeks.
“ Its not anything Sam . Quit trying to gossip with me.” you flick his nose making you both laugh .
“ Didn’t look like nothin last night.” Dean grumbles .
“ What was that Dean ? I swear I just heard you butt into my business .” you snap .
“ Guys , come on . We are stuck together until we finish the hunt with Bobby. Its going to be rough enough without you at eachothers throats, just cool it for a few days . ”
Neither you or Dean say another word on the way to Bobbys . You know Sams right, the last thing any of you need is to be distracted when it comes to a hunt. I can push this a side for a couple days , right?
You’ve been at Bobbys for almost two days waiting for other hunters to show up . No one could put a number to the pack of wolves, but Bobby was sure it was over 10 . Finally, the last of the back up arrives and the game plan is revealed . The pack is staying in an abandoned house on the outskirts of a small town about 3 hours away . There is 10 of you , and bobby separated the group in a group of 3, another group of 3 and then a group of 4. Each group of hunters was assigned one of the three floors of the house. You , the Winchesters, and Bobby are on the top third floor . You all agree to ride together in Baby . As the car ride starts, your nerves start to act up. Its been a while since you’ve done a wolf hunt, your last one ended with your stomach nearly being clawed open. It’ll be okay . There’s probably more of us than there is of them .
Wrong. You were so wrong. There was 14 in the pack, you don’t know how the others are doing on there floors, but you’re getting your ass kicked on yours. Bobby stayed on the lower level with the others, saying you three could handle yourselves.
You’re tumbling around on the floor with one of the females from the pack as the boys fight off the males that were on the floor. There was 5 of them on your level, Dean and Sam took out two already .
You manage to get your hand free enough to shove your silver blade through the girl heart, groaning as her body slumps on top of you . You roll her off of you and bolt to the boys. You watch as Sams body smacks into the wall with a sickening thud . His gun falls from his grip , before you can move to snatch it the wolf he was fighting gets it. He doesn’t aim it at Sam though , he whips around, aiming it at Dean as he plunges his knive through wolf number 4 .
“ No!" you shout ,you dive at Dean , both of you hitting the ground as a bullet is released .Dean lands on his back with you on top of him . You are both heaving, chests pressing against eachothers. Your faces are extremely close, if lean forward your lips would connect with his.
You hear a high pitched whimper, then a thud.
” If you two are done gazing into eachothers eyes , we should go help downstairs.“ Sam says as he wipes off his blade. You clear your throat, lifting yourself off Dean. You reach your hand down to him, he takes it allowing you to help him up . Neither of you say a word as you follow behind Sam .
No one was severely hurt, just bruises and scratches ; which is a win in your book. You have a few scraps on your face, and bruises scattered over your body . The boys seem to have the same . After cleaning everyone up at Bobbys,Most of the hunters declined, leaving to pursue other cases. It was just you , the Boys and Bobby again, it was a unanimous vote to break open a few bottles of whiskey.
Bobby turned in an hour ago, you and the boys are just sitting around the table , it was mainly you and Sam talking . Dean was weirdly silent .
” Don’t you miss hunting Y/n?“ Sam asks
” Of course I do . I love being able to save people, to make a difference.“ you admit as you fidget with your glass.
” Then why’d you leave us? I never took you as an apple pie-“
Deans eyes widen as his brother speaks, ” Sammy don’t-“
” What are you talking about Sam?“ You ask, confusion clear in your face.
” Dean said you left because you wanted out of the life. But you said the other day you still hunt a little and you just helped-“
” You are one son of a bitch Dean Winchester" you growl as you glare at him.
He stays quiet, his eyes not leaving his glass.
“ I left because your brother didn’t give me a choice Sammy. He said I was too reckless and the both of you didn’t want to deal with that.”
Sams eyes shoot from you to Dean , before he can scold his brother Dean decides to jump in ,
“ From what happened today , it seems like things haven’t changed either Y/n.”
“ So I was suppose to let that wolf shoot you then? ” you ask, your grip tightening on your glass .
“ I’m a grown man, I can handle myself.” Dean spits.
“ You will never fucking change , will you !” you push away from the table and storm out the back door .
You cant make out what is being said, but you can hear the boys arguing from your place on the back porch .
You hear the door creak open behind you , but you dont acknowledge it .
“ I should of told Sam the truth . " Deans voice is light. When you dont respond he continues. ,” I knew It was my fault you left, I couldn’t handle sam blaming me too . It was easier making him think you did it on your own.“ Fucking coward.
” Why did you really make me leave Dean. No bullshit . “ you sigh , finally turning to face him .
” You kept risking your life for us . You had no regard for your own safety , the minute you saw one of us in danger , you’d throw yourself infront of us.“
You go to argue but he stops you , ” Just listen okay? You can bitch at me all you want when I’m done. “ You hesitantly nod in agreement .
He takes a deep breath before he starts again, ” I know I’m a hypocrite, this is just different though. You- I cant- ugh.“ you hear the frustration in his voice. You step forward , cupping his cheek lightly . You look over all the cuts on his face, gently tracing the ones on his cheek with your thumb. You pray he doesn’t push your hand away , before this would be a normal act between the two of you . Comforting Dean is a reflex , even though you should be pissed right now you cant help but fall into this routine. He leans his cheek against your hand, releasing a deep breathe .
“ I knew Bobby would know where you were, he finally caved a few months ago and told me . I didn’t need Sam to creep for your address at the station, I already knew it . I’ve sat infront of your house twice, but chickened out everytime. ” He what now?
“ I regret that day , i knew as soon as you walked out that door i was wrong. The thought of something happening to you scared the hell out of me. I couldn’t lose you , but i did anyway . "
Your chest tightens at this vulnerable side of Dean . You sigh , tilting his face until his eyes meet yours.
” Don’t you realize that I’m just as scared of losing you? Dean i- you didn’t lose me okay ? I shouldn’t of said that the other night. Why did you flip out like that though D? I’ve never done that when you-“
His lips cut you off as they land on yours. You squeak in surprise, but once his hands tangle in your , you’re a lost case. You move your lips with his in a slow , passionate kiss. When he moves away , your lips involuntarily chase after his.
Neither of you say a word as you stare at eachother with wide eyes.
UGH THE SPEECH. YOU KNOW STH. EVERYONE LITERALLY OWES IT ALL TO SANA. AND I CANT WITH THAT SPEECH. OK THANKS JONAS. COOL TALK. Noora, maybe william should have written the speech. The only part that resonated was the part that sana spoke to isak abt. which, btw, seriously??? i need my words filtered through two men in order for others to listen? still trying not to be bitter...
i was truly hoping for a speech where they all looked lovingly at sana and thanked her for being her but ????? apparently even that was unrealistic
OH MY GERD GUYS WHAT THE HELL?! MISHA IS JOINING TUMBLR?! NO MAKE HIM STOP! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH DAM DESTIEL, WINCEST, WINCESTIEL, AND SAMSTIEL SMUT AND WORSE I HAVE ON MY FRIGGIN BLOG! ADMINISTRATORS OF TUMBLR PLEASE DONT LET MISHA MAKE THIS HORRIBLE DECISION! OH MY GERD I CANT BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING! MISHA IS TOO INNOCENT FOR THIS SITE AND THATS SAYING SOMETHING! OH GOD I HAVE TO DELETE SO MANY OF MY POSTS JUST IN CASE HE SEES IT! UGH! GUYS YOU SHOULDNT OF EVEN ANSWERED HIS POLL! *ripping hair out* DO YOU WANT TO SCAR THAT PRECIOUS CINNAMON ROLL MAN CHILD?! HUH YOU IDJITS?! WELL YOU ASSHATS?! IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT!? WHATS NEXT HES GONNA BE INFLUENCED BY US TO CREATE A WATTPAD AND FANFICTION.NET ACCOUNT?! DONT GET ME STARTED ON DEVIANT ART! OHMYGODYOUFREAKINGIDJITASSBUTTASSHATSONFABITCHES! I HAVENT SLEPT IN TWO DAYS!
Kai: would look at you sort of shocked but then starts laughing sort of looking at you like “what the heck” but instead of saying anything he would just pet your hair and chuckle before looking back at the t.v. wiping the saliva off the side of his face shaking his head.
Suho: would look at you covering his wrist where you playfully bit him before you swiftly lean over and lick him from his chin to his forehead he would lean back startled and then getting up and walking off just sort of confused as to what just happened you would reach after him but know he would be back soon enough because he loves you.
Xiumin: would look at you sternly before he starts laughing uncontrollably not really knowing how to react to what just happened but he would find it cute that you are pining for his attention even though it was sort of a weird way to get it.
(His smile gives me life)
Sehun: would chuckle and lean over and lightly bite your cheek like “noooooo stooop iiiiiiiit” you would just chuckle and lean over again to lick his nose before getting up and running away playfully, he would chase after you before catching up to you and tickling you.
Lay: would look up at sort of smacking his cheek worried as to why you just licked his cheek you would just laugh walking off he would follow after you asking why you just licked him you would just go about your day like nothing happened even though Lay would keep asking you why.
D.O.: would look at you like”uhhhhh what?” and then ask “can I help you with something?” you would just look back at him awkwardly blushing before burying your face in a pillow, he would lift your chin up and touch his tongue to the tip of your nose. “I gotcha jagi” he would say, laughing.
Chanyeol: would lean over to you and tickle you before licking your nose and getting up, running off playfully, “catch me if you can jagiya” he would say, giggling. You would just look at him in shock “Oh how the tables have turned” he would yell behind him with you hot in pursuit.
Baekhyun: would start it all biting your cheek, “oh hoho two can play at this game oppa” you would say, chuckling before licking his face and biting his chin before getting up and running off, “oh you” he would say running after you.
(UGH HES JUST TOO ADORABLE I CANT SOMETIMES)
Chen: would look at you shocked wiping off his face. “Why would you do that jagi” he would say pouting, “because you need to be less afraid of germs oppa” you would say hugging him and chuckling, he would just shake his head and nestle his face in your hair.
Hello guys! Key’sDivaTwin and I (BangtanBunnie) really enjoyed this request, she wrote it but unfortunately while we were working on it as a draft, she’s gotten ill. So she asked me to find the gifs to go along with it. Let’s wish her a speedy recovery and to be back on her feet soon <3
Hope you all enjoyed! (Oh and excuse my mini commentaries on a couple of the gifs!)
for me the best way of telling how dumber im getting isnt from words or that stuff. its trying to use computers, phone and tech stuff. i cant tell you how upsetting it is trying to create new accounts and passwords. i usually just give up. my favorite tv show is iZombie but i watch it on the CW app. tonight ive been trying for almost two hours to watch my favorite show and i keep messing up. everytime it starts over at the beginning or makes me watch more commercials. i just sat there watching commercials for fifteen minutes cause of some glitch. and i cant fix it. cant understand what the matter. cant watch my show. i feel so helpless and ugh, lost. and right now i just wish a man were here with me. hed take over. he’d fix everything. he’d let me watch iZombie and all the funny scary characters. ive gotten so dumb i cant work my computer right or my phone. cant even veg out to TV without help. i wanna just suck a cock and have a man fix it. i feel like sucking cock is the only thing i know how to do good and dont mess up. cock is the only tech i can handle anymore. i want someone else in charge of everything in my life.