uhhh you okay there

Could've Sworn I've Heard This Tale Before...

Context: We were at a tea house/inn in response to an ad for an entertainer, since my Drow elf was the only one who had an entertainers background, I had to entertain the patrons there to get us a place to stay for the night

DM: They look expectantly to you for a story.

Drow: I’ll tell a classic tale about a hero rescuing the princess.
*proceeds to roll a 4 for performance*

DM: The lady who owns the tea house suggests that you tell another story. Fast.

Drow: Uhhh okay I tell a tale of a halfling who lived in a hole who one day gets recruited by a mage and a bunch of dwarves to rescue the dwarves’ fortune that is in the mountains that were once their home, guarded by a dragon.

DM: ….roll for it

Drow: *proceeds to roll a natural 20*

DM: The halflings in the tea house give you a standing ovation. There are tears being shed. Everyone has gathered around you to listen. Someone in the background says “wait. I’ve heard this story before…”

Needless to say, it was the best timed natural 20 of the night.

Some doodles of Diner AU!Tenth for @the-tenth-will-see-you-now’s birthday!! Tenth in this AU is a sweet cinnamon roll that just wants his Michelle to be happy and safe and loved <3

BUT AHHH JOHNNNN my bestie, my bae, the light and love of my liiiiiiiiiiife, I hope you like this and I hope you have like the best birthday ever because you deserve it and so much more. Love you, you huge dork <3 <3

Momma said to call if anything bad happens

A/N: I can’t believe it’s been so long since I updated this. I miss it so much. Catch up on the masterlist!

Before the Series

Dean’s age-17

Sam’s age-13

Reader’s age-3, almost 4

Nearly a year had passed since John had heard from your mom and it has taken a large toll on every one of the Winchesters. Sam was sad, Dean was worried, and John was angry. They were told that you’d be coming back into their lives soon but then your mom went radio silent, no longer calling, sending letters, she didn’t even tell Bobby where you two were or what you were doing.

It was like you just vanished.

John had tried to track you down a few times, however in order to do it properly he would have to investigate the deaths of your mother’s family, which took him away from finding out what killed Mary. He was torn and tried his hardest to do both at the same time, but it proved to be too difficult.

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Closer - Archie x Reader

Archie x Reader request 

Reader: Y/N 

This was a quick idea that came to mind after someone requested with something that didn’t have to do with Jughead as the romantic entanglement. Hope you guys like it. 

Word Count: 1250

You sat there waiting for the bell to ring, doodling in your notebook. You looked up as your eyes were drawn to the bright red hair in front of you. He turned around, “Hey, do you have an extra pencil?” This had become a weekly occurrence, enough that you already had an extra pencil handy. You handed it to him.

Biology was rather just a run of the mill class. And with the exception of the time Cheryl Blossom had admitted to know something about Jason’s murder, not much else was exciting about it. 


The final bell rang and you couldn’t help to notice that Ethel, your lab partner, was absent. While looking back up from your drawing, you had noticed that Cheryl wasn’t in class either. You gave a slight exasperated sigh knowing what the teacher would do next. 

“Y/L/N! Andrews! Your partners today and for the assignment”. 

Archie turned around and gave a slight smile before grabbing his books and joining the seat next to you. 

You could feel your nerves tense up. Here was the new star of the football team and one of the nicest guys forced to talk to you for at the next 50 minutes and for predetermined time after. You had a crush on Archie for as long as you could remember. You could pinpoint it back to the 6th grade. Back when it was just one classroom and you were assigned to sit with each other. You would help him with his math and he would make slight little jokes with you. 

As he sat down, you couldn’t shake the nerves of how he made you feel. The class passed by in a haze, with you just trying to focus on the sheet in front of you. And then you were given project proposals on a presentation that each partnership would have to present the following week. 

Archie quickly looked over the sheet, “do you want to do this at my place?”

“Uhhh sure”, the few words barely tripped out of you mouth. 

“Okay. Will today work? I’ve got a game tomorrow”, the next bell rang and everyone around you started to grab their stuff. 

You slowly got your books together, “Yeah, that should be fine”, you were trying to find some confidence in your words. 

“Alright, I’ll find you after school”, Archie gave another smile and a slight wave and then headed of class. 

It was the end of the day, and the last bell had rung. You were at your locker putting away your books, slowly trying to prepare yourself for Archie’s. You had to get out of your head and you thought, “just focus on the assignment and you’ll be fine”. 

“Ready?”, you looked behind the door of your locker and there was the flame red hair in front of you once again. 

You nodded, “yep”. You just kept thinking that you probably had to get more than one word out if you were actually going to do the assignment. You made your way out of the school with Archie about one step in front of you along the way. 

A few moments went by when Archie finally decided to break the silence. “So…how’s your art going?”, he gave a slight smile while looking to you. 

You tried to match his step now and while slightly amazed that he had remembered. “Good. There’s a student show next week but I’m still deciding what paintings to choose”, you returned a similar smile. Your turn to talk - “How’s the music?” 

“Going well, I think. I’m writing everything down now and I’m trying to get more creative with my lyrics”, you could tell he was happy to talk about it. 

For some reason you blurted the word, “Poetry”. 

Archie looked a little confused, “what?” 

“You should read some modern poetry, it will get ideas flowing and you can get more complex lyric structure ideas ”, you felt a little nervous again. 

“Oh. That’s not a bad idea!”, Archie seemed a little chipper now. “So. Is there something you’re working on now?” 

“Uh yeah. It’s this contemporary mash up of ideas put together. The main color scheme has a lot of reds and warm tones but it’s a mixture of this thing in my head,” Your hands were expressing your words now. “It’s like a combination of a galaxy, a black hole and then lightening but also has this cellular texture to it”. Your realized you were rambling. “It’s just something abstract that I couldn’t get out of my head….” 

“I get that”, Archie seemed a little surprised by how much you were talking but nodded along to it. “Sometimes I get a lyric in my head and it bugs me until I can get it down on paper and have a tune to it”. He gave a bigger smile. 

You were finally at Archie’s as he unlocked the door and headed back to the kitchen. You followed suit. He placed his backpack on the counter and you plopped yours in a chair, digging out your science notes and the paper with the project on it. 

“So who do you like?” Archie seemed chipper again while you lightly blushed.

“…what?”, you weren’t sure what he was talking about. 

“Artist wise. Like, who’s your favorite painter?”. His curiosity seemed natural.

“Oh”, you were trying to keep your cheeks calm now. 

“Probably a tie between Egon Schiele and Chuck Close….I suck at portraits so I envy them and their style for it”. 

He gave a small laugh. “I have no idea who those people are”. 

Your giggle followed his laugh. “Here”. You popped out your phone and showed him artwork from both of them. 

“Wow. The size of his stuff are crazy!”. He had your phone in his hand now.

“Yeah he has this whole pulley system to hoist himself up”, you showed him a photo of how Close structures out his paintings. “See?” Suddenly you realized Archie’s whole body was hovering over you. 

Your face got slightly blushed again. His face looked back at yours, his eyes intent into your pupils. Suddenly his eyes looked to your lips for a second. He looked back up and then back down to them again. Before you knew it, Archie’s lips were on yours, his hand slightly around a side of your neck. The kiss was long, but sweet, sincere even. You just felt his gentle lips on yours. 

“Uhhh…Arch?”. Upon the words heard you both split your bodies away from each other in a flash. 

“Dad! Uh…hi! We’re just working on a project…” his eyes drew back to you and you were beating red. 

“Yep. That’s exactly what that looked like….uh and you are…”. 

“This is Y/N…”, Archie slightly gestured his arms to you. You gave an awkward wave. 

 “Oh I remember you. You were in elementary school with Archie right?”, Mr. Andrews hadn’t seem to catch the motioning that Archie was doing to get him out of the kitchen.  

“Yep…that’s me”, your eyes barely looked at Mr. Andrews. 

Finally realizing that Archie was embarrassed “Well I’ll be in the den if you two need anything”. He grabbed his stuff and headed to the other side of the house.

Both Archie and you looked at each other and gave a small laugh simultaneously. “Well that was memorable”, Archie’s hand was slowly trying to reach yours now. 

 You smiled down at his hand, “that it was”. You gave a gleeful smile again.

Best Friend Series; Hoshi/Soonyoung

- you’ve been best friends with hoshi since you guys were kids
- you were nine years old and your dad asked you to go buy some yakult (those korean yogurt drinks in tiny little cups) because you ran out
- you go to the nearest convenience store and buy two packs and after that you’re on your way back home
- so like you’re skipping down the sidewalk and while passing by the park you suddenly hear someone yell “KOKO” before something smashes into you and makes you fall to the ground
- you’re like whO THE FR ICK but when you look up you see a cute little boy with chubby cheeks rubbing his red forehead
- you’re like “are you okay??” and the boy just nods before frantically getting up on his feet and shouting “KOKO” over and over and you’re like ??? who is koko
- apparently you said that out loud because the boy answers “KOKO IS MY PET CHICK I LOST HER”
- you’re like “pet chick??? why would you take your pet chick to the park???”
- he’s like “i wanted to show koko around because she never left the chicken pen i wanted her to have a taste of adventure BUT I LOST HER” and you’re like…… who is this kid
- you watch as he looks everywhere for the chick and he’s like tearing up as he shouts for his baby chick so you ask “……do you want me to help you find her?”
- the boy stops and looks at you with sparkling eyes and he screams “REALLY?? YOU’LL HELP ME??” and you nod and he’s super happy and you’re like what a cute smile
- you and the boy spend the rest of the afternoon looking for the baby chick and after what felt like an hour you find the baby chick chilling in a bush and you’re like… how the heck did you end up here…
- you lift up the chick and it chirps and the boy turns his head so fast you’re like how did you not break your neck
- he runs over to you and takes the chick in his hands and spins around with it while screaming and crying “KOKO I THOUGHT I LOST YOU”
- you’re like what a weird kid but you’re happy he found his pet
- the boy stops turning and runs up to you grinning “thank you so much for helping me find her!!” and you’re like “no problem!!”
- you see that the boy is all sweaty and tired and dirty after running around the park all day looking for his little chick so you rip open your pack of yakult and you give him one
- “this is for your hard work” you say and the boy just takes it with the most amazed look on his face you’re like it’s just a yakult you can calm down LOL
- he then asks “what’s your name??”
- you’re like woah this is out of nowhere but it’s (name) what about you??
- and this fricking KID strikes a pose and goes like NAEGA HOSH
- it’s silent
- until you burst out laughing
- he says “actually my name’s soonyoung but everyone calls me hoshi!!” and you’re like what a cute
- he then asks “can you meet me here again tomorrow?? i want to give you something as thanks for helping me find koko” and you’re like “uhhh okay sure”
- you get home and your dad’s like wtf took you so long the convenience store is only like ten mins away but you explain to him what happened and he doesn’t believe you and you’re like BUT IT’S TRUE
- the next day you go back to the park at the same time as the day before to find hoshi there with a bag in his hands
- when you approach him he hands you the bag and it’s filled with FRESH CHICKEN EGGS and you’re like what’s this for??
- he says “it’s for helping me find koko, thank you for your hard work!! these are the best eggs because her mom hatched them”
- and this my friend is a memory that you and hoshi still laugh about to this day
- to keep your childhood memories alive, every time you guys worked hard for a project or studied hard or did anything that required hard work basically, you guys find some cool spot around town and drink yakult while talking isn’t that cute
- hoshi’s the type who’s down for anything (nothing illegal though ofc)
- you could be like hoshi let’s get handcuffed to each other for a week and he’d be like YES and probably make up a speech about how it will strengthen your friendship
- reaaally good at dancing and always tries to teach you the dances he knows
- when he joins dance competitions you’re always there to cheer him on
- loves singing too so he’s always down to go karaoke!!
- he used to be self-conscious about his 10:10 eyes but after you told him you loved them, he grew to love his eyes
- but now he always has to mention when it’s 10:10am or 10:10pm and you’re like okay i know i heard it the past thousands of times hoshi I KNOW
- he lends you his pyjamas when you sleep over at his house
- puns and lame jokes together all the time but when his jokes are really bad you either slap your forehead or cringe
- when your jokes are really bad he laughs really hard and you both just end up rolling on the floor crying for the next ten mins
- always drags you into going into haunted houses with him even though he’s absolutely terrified lmao
- “psh i wasn’t scared it’s called acting
- always gets in trouble because he always accidentally screams excitedly over the smallest things
- sometimes you meet him at his family’s farm and you see him just laughing and playing with koko who’s thankfully still alive
- accidentally calls you koko sometimes and you’re like wtf
- and he’s like well it makes sense because you’re a…… chick FINGERS GUNS and you just slap the back of his head
- it’s too hard to stay mad at him. because of this he gets away with anything and it’s all your fault because you’re WEAK
- ALWAYS taking pictures of you guys
- you found it annoying at first but you get to see how you guys grew up together and you love it!!
- hoshi likes taking pictures with the exact same pose as a picture you guys took from years ago so you two can compare then and now
- but not much has changed because you’re both still as close as EVER
- when he goes to the convenience store or any little shop, he always gets two of everything he needs to buy one for him and one for you
- for your birthday, he always throws this huge birthday party for you but he always effs up like last year he set the tablecloth on fire
- there’s just never a boring day with hoshi
- no matter how bad your day is, no matter how heartbroken or sad or angry you are
- he always finds a way to make you feel better
- “hoshi”
- “hm?”
- “you’re the best”
- “you are too, (name)”

anonymous asked:

call me prompt for kevin and Wymack pleaseee :-)

Leave a “Call Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about one character asking for another

  • it was late in the night as kevin rushed to the hospital
  • his hands were tightly gripping the steering wheel and some of his fingers were starting to go numb
  • but he kept driving
  • he was most certainly speeding, but couldn’t slow down
  • there was no way he would miss this
  • you will not miss this  he scolded himself
  • but suddenly he couldn’t breathe
  • his lungs were constricting but no air would come through his mouth
  • he pulled off at an exit and pulled into a gas station
  • just as his vision began to blur he pulled out his phone and hit the number 1 speedial
  • it rang for a moment before a woman’s voice lofted through the speaker next to his ear
  • “kevin! how are you”
  • “abby-” he began “need- wymack-”
  • “kevin? hold on, just give me a second”
  • he heard a rustling sound from on the other end of the phone before a deep voice spoke
    • “kevin?”
    • “uhhh-”
    • “what’s up? are you okay?”
    • “she uh, thea”
    • “take a deep breath, use your words”
    • “thea went into labor”
    • “already? isn’t she due in two weeks?”
    • “i’m going to be a father”
    • “son, calm down” 
    • “i– can’t– breathe–”
    • “shhh okay, follow me. in and out”
  • after a couple long minutes, kevin’s breathing evened out and he was able to speak again
    • “what if i’m no good?”
    • “look kevin, will you love this child?”
    • “of course”
    • “will you protect it?”
    • “yeah”
    • “then you’ll be fine, just remember to breathe. you and thea will do great”
    • “okay”
    • “i’m proud of you, son”
    • “thanks dad”

anonymous asked:

Bots finding out about human!reader being on their period? No worries if you don't wanna do it.

Mmmm good ask anon but I feel like that’s already been done well by other HC writers like @letsdiscussrobots for example (I think). Also idk what continuity you were thinking of BUT I’m totally up for a certain asshole birb having a learning moment in particular?

Warning: below the divide there will be a pretty graphic description of how cramps feel

You curl up further into yourself underneath your sheets, tucking your knees towards your chest for a few moments before turning onto your back and jerking them out straight below you. The pain was excruciating and you couldn’t figure out why this time. 

You remembered to drink copious amounts of water (albeit Ratchet forcing you rather than regulating it yourself), you had been cutting down on the sweets AND your recent assignments had you working out a lot more, and yet the cramps hadn’t become any more forgiving. On top of that there were apparently no space equivalents of Advil or Midol, and the heating packs Ratchet had in stock were all too large and way too hot for you to use.

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Six Steps ~ Chapter Four

A Byun Baekhyun Playboy & childhood friend AU

Requested by baekmuffin

Genre: Angst // Romance // Smut 

Member: Byun Baekhyun

Summary: (of this series) As childhood best friends, you and Baekhyun were and are close in every way possible. Except for the fact you unfortunately have feelings for him and he happens to never look at you that way. What happens when he does?

Summary: (of this chapter) Let’s see. Baekhyun’s confusing actions and words are explained. Sangmi is here too :) And…another confession. 

{Chapter one} {Chapter two} {Chapter three} {Chapter five, coming soon}

WARNING: There’s smut here, so I warn you in advance. If you feel uncomfortable AT ALL, you can legit just skip that part. I won’t be offended at all :) Also, it’s not important, I’m serious, I just wanted smut. It will not impact the story in any way if you don’t read it. 

“Mhmm. Is that promise…do you still want to keep it?”

“Why?” he says, dodging your question.

“Because,” you say, pushing back the thought of telling him how you feel. Unable to say anything, he patiently waits in front of you.

“Princess?” he asks.

You think of the promise he made you years ago. So you decide to tell him anyway. “Would you still stay with me if I told you that I love you?”

His face says one thing, but his words say another thing. “Princess,” he whispers. “Don’t-”

“No,” you say, cutting him off. “Don’t you fucking dare not give me a straightforward answer.” you look at his face and already see the answer there.

It’s a mix of several different feelings. Confusion, vexation, anger, and the last emotion you expected to see. Love. But it isn’t the type of love you wanted to see. It’s a love he doesn’t want existing. He loves you, it just so happens he doesn’t want to. But you need to hear it. You need to know for sure that you’re right.

“You do, don’t do?” when he doesn’t answer you and just stares, you repeat yourself. “Baekhyun, you love me, don’t you?”

“Yes,” he says, letting out a breath and blinking rapidly.

You already know what he’s going to say next. He’ll back up his answer. “But?” you say, prompting him.

“But…I don’t want to.”

You knew this was coming, but you just thought he wouldn’t say it for the sake of your feelings. “Why?” but you already know.

“Princess. You know who I am. You can predict my every action and word I’ll say or do next. You should be able to predict this one.” he says jarringly as he opens the lobby doors and walks out.

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  • morality: Oh, I gotta fart.
  • logic: Uhhh...
  • morality: It can wait.
  • logic: Okay. Are you sure? I mean, we're only six seconds into the episode.
  • morality: I'll just let it go.
  • logic: What do you mean 'let it go?'
  • morality: I'll just let it go when it needs to go.
  • logic: Do you mean 'let it go' as in like, 'I'll just let the feeling pass?' Or 'I'll let it rip and fart in an enclosed room that I am sitting with you in for the next four hours.'

anonymous asked:

A majority of my sense of humor in this fandom consists of a 'bot or 'con seeing a human do something like yawning or sneezing and them thinking how fucking weird humans are.

Human: hiccup!

Bot: uhhh….. you okay there?

Human: hiccup!


Originally posted by lumadreamland


~Haha when it comes to humans they all become stressed parents. ‘yes this is my weird alien child. they make odd noises but i love them anyway.’

Atlantis: Scene Three

Milo played by: @lupinaesthetic

Kida played by: @highwaytothegrangerzone

Milo: Okay, Milo. Don’t take ‘no’ for an answer.

Milo: I have some questions for you, and i’m not leaving this city until they’re answered! Yeah, that’s it, that’s good. Okay. 

Milo: *Checks for her again. She is gone* What?

Kida: *hops down behind him. And then covering his mouth*

Kida: I have some questions for you, and you are not leaving this city until they are answered.

Milo: Yeah, well I–!

Kida: Shh. Come with me.

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Hello, it’s the anon who asked about submitting a picture :3 How do you think the RFA members would react to seeing MC in this? (Also yea this is a sketch of MC in a maid cat costume that I happened to do in class one day oops :p)


Author’s note: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG I JUST WANTED TO MAKE IT PERFECT!! & btw omg this lil sketch is so cute


  • He had been playing his game alllllll day
  • And you had tried EVERYTHING to get him to pay attention to you
  • But apparently there was some super important tournament going on today???
  • So, desperate times calls for desperate measures
  • “Yoosunggggggg!”
  • “MC, I love you, but I’m super-duper busy right now!!”
  • “Just turn around, please.”
  • Yoosung sighed and turned around
  • “Okay, but I only-“
  • You smiled when he stopped mid-sentence
  • “Do you like it?”
  • Yoosung’s face turned bright red
  • “I-I…”
  • He quickly spun around in his chair and pressed a button
  • “Uhh, hey guys? I’m gonna have to sit this round out. Bye!”
  • He spun back around and rested his chin on his hand
  • “You have my full attention.”
  • You bent down and kissed his lips
  • “Thanks, but you never answered my question.”
  • “Oh?”
  • “…Do you like it?”
  • “No. I LOVE IT!!!”
  • He stood up and hugged you, spinning you around
  • “Y-Yoosung I’m getting d-dizzy!”
  • He stopped and put you down
  • “Sorry, I couldn’t help it…”
  • You laughed, “That’s okay, I’m glad you like it so much!”
  • He smiled before removing your cat ears and putting them on his head
  • “Do they look cute on me, too?”
  • “Adorable.”


  • You lost a bet to Seven on who could drink the most PhD. Pepper
  • And of course he used your boyfriend’s allergy against you
  • So when Zen walked into the house and turned on the lights
  • There you were, in the middle of the room
  • In a maid cat costume
  • “Nyaaaaa!”
  • “MC?”
  • “Y-Yes, master?”
  • And with that Zen’s face turned BRIGHT RED
  • “U-Uhhh, take off the maid costume.”
  • You looked at the ground
  • “Okay…”
  • And leave it off.”
  • You looked back up at him and smiled
  • “As you wish-“
  • You turned around and walked away
  • “-Master.”
  • Before you could move another step, you heard Zen call out
  • “Oh, and MC?”
  • “Yeah?”
  • “…Leave the cat ears on.”
  • “I thought you hated cats?”
  • “I do… but you might get to change that.”
  • You swore you could hear his smirk


  • Jaehee called you and said she was going to be home late
  • So you took this an opportunity to surprise her, and slipped on something you were saving for a rainy day
  • And two hours later, your prey Jaehee arrived
  • “MC, I’m home!”
  • You hopped up and walked over to her
  • “Do you want me to get your bag for you?”
  • She nodded handing you your bag
  • She looked at you and then walked into the kitchen
  • Not even a reaction! I wasn’t expecting that…
  • No more than two seconds later, Jaehee walked back out of the kitchen and gave you a confused look
  • “W-What are you wearing?”
  • You smiled, “Oh, this? I thought you didn’t notice!”
  • “It took me a couple seconds to fully comprehend what I was seeing…”
  • “But, you like it?”
  • She walked over and placed her hands on your hips
  • “I like everything you wear. You’re supposed to be a cat maid, right?”
  • “Yeah!”
  • She stood back and smirked
  • “Well, what are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be making dinner?”
  • You laughed and grabbed her hand
  • “How about you go put on your costume and we can make dinner together!”
  • “Y-you got me one?”
  • You turned and gave her a devilish grin
  • “Of course.”


  • You already know how this gonna end
  • You walked out of your closet and looked at yourself in the mirror
  • “Juuuminnnnnn!!”
  • “What?”
  • “Come here! I think you’ll like what I have on!!”
  • “Fine, I’ll be there in a second.”
  • You bounced up and down with anticipation
  • “MC, you know-“
  • He stopped mid-sentence
  • “So??”
  • His eyes widened as he slowly approached you
  • I know that look…
  • Just as you were about to suggest… doing something else, he spun around and walked out of the room
  • “Jumin?”
  • “Stay there!”
  • “…okay.”
  • He walked back into the room holding Elly
  • “Here, hold Elizabeth.”
  • You took the cat and gave him a confused look
  • “Okay, now smile!”
  • You blinked as the camera flash went off
  • “Stay still and give Elizabeth a kiss!! We can put it on our Christmas card!”
  • “JUMIN.”
  • actually they do end up getting a little frisky later though I mean come on she’s in a cat maid outfit


  • “Okay, you can look now!”
  • Seven removed his hands from his eyes
  • “M-MC?”
  • You smiled at his now bright red face
  • “So… you like it?”
  • Seven dashed out of the room before you could question him
  • He could have at least said I looked cute or something…
  • After five minutes, you started to get a little concerned
  • “Uhh… Seven? I can take-“
  • “TAH-DAH!”
  • “Oh. My. God.”
  • Seven gave you a wink
  • But you didn’t notice
  • You were still staring at THE MATCHING MAID CAT COSTUME HE HAD ON
Sodapop x reader--Requested from prompt list

Once again @emilyyyyyyy-0 has requested a wonderful, but long writing soooooo I’m just gonna leave it here for your enjoyment.

“I just want to be alone right now.”, “Run, and don’t look back.”, “Don’t you ever do that again!” & “It’s okay baby, I’m here for you.”

You and Soda haven’t been as happy as you usually are. You’ve been fighting constantly because he won’t stop flirting with girls. You work at the DX with him and it seems he’s flirting with girls more than just for business. You’re not “jealous”, you’re angry that he ignores you and flirts while you’re right there.

“It’s just hard to sit there and watch while you flirt endlessly with girls you barely know!” you yell at him.

“Baby, you know it’s just for business. The girls like coming there because they get attention.” Soda puts his hand on your knee, which you promptly push away.

“What if I want attention?! You ignore me while we’re at work.”

“Well…I don’t mean to.” He give you his best puppy dog eyes.

You furrow your eyebrows. “You don’t mean to? I’m always there! How in the hell do you just forget about me?”  

“It’s not forgetting–”

You interrupt him. “No, it’s ignoring. You do it and act like I”m not yours for the sake of attention from a few girls.”

“(Y/N), you’re blowing this way out of proportion.”

You huff out a long breath. “I am not! I just want you to treat me like your girlfriend everywhere, not just here or whenever it’s convenient for you.” Soda gets up and walks out of the room with a slam of his bedroom door.

You cradle up in the numerous pillows and blankets adorning the bed. You hate fighting with Sodapop, it always leaves you drained. But sometimes he just doesn’t understand how you feel. It’s hard when he refuses to listen.

A knocking at the door startles you. Pony pops his head in. “(Y/N)…uhhh–you doing okay?”

Your voice croaks, “Soda sent you, didn’t he?” Pony nods.

“I just want to be alone right now.” You put your face under the blanket

“If you need anything, tell me.” 

“Okay, Pony.”

When nighttime comes around, you leave because you don’t want to sleep anywhere near Sodapop. You don’t even take the truck or anything, you just grab your coat. When Darry asks you where you’re going, you reply with “Out”.

You’re walking down the road, far from the Curtis house. You wonder while you walk if you can just go to Buck’s place for the night and make Dallas sleep on the floor. But your mind goes blank as soon as you hear the roar of an engine followed by laughter. Socs. 

You try to walk a little faster, but of course the car catches up with you. You turn slightly to see how many there are. Five. Five guys to be exact. You swallow hard. Soc guys are usually up to no good at this hour.  

“Hey! Baby girl!” one of the guys calls out to you. You put your head down. You hear the car stop and the engine shut off. Then you turn to see all five guys rushing at you.

One taller Soc catches up with you and grabs you by the wrist. “We got us a greaser girl here, you guys.” The car isn’t far from where you all are so they usher you back towards it. The tall Soc hands you off to another one with shockingly blue eyes. He forces you to sit on the hood of the car.

“Now,” says the tall Soc. “What’s a pretty girl like you doin’ out here so late?” 

“I’m going home.” you lie. You wish you were with Dallas right now. Hell, you wish you could even be with Sodapop. Just anywhere but here.

A Soc with horse-like teeth begins to rub his palm up and down your thigh. You recoil in disgust, which results in him gripping you harder. You begin to feel your heartbeat everywhere.

The blue-eyed Soc leans forward and kisses you harshly, gripping the back of your neck to force you into the kiss. You push him away. The tall Soc pulls out a blade. He cuts brutally into your leg resulting in a sharp scream. He, then, cuts you across your chin, in an attempt to quiet you. He slashes your forearm. Horse-teeth smiles and stops your screaming with a kiss. These guy are going to–

(Y/N)!” You hear a voice shriek. You push Horse-teeth away and scream out. “I’m comin’, baby!” Sodapop. Hopefully he wasn’t stupid enough to come by himself like you were. You see him and 3 others running towards you. Your throat feels tight. You look at Horse-teeth and the other Socs, who look startled.

Suddenly, a punch is thrown at the blue-eyed Soc, knocking him to the ground. Someone grabs your hand, and you try to pull away. But he turns you around and you see his face. It’s Soda. It’s really him. He pulls you in close, petting your hair.

“Baby, I-I–” Sodapop’s comforting voice is silenced by a Soc’s powerful fist. You start towards him but he quickly gets on his feet. “(Y/N). I need you to run. Run, and don’t look back. Pony’s at home. You’ll be okay.” You nod and run as fast as you can home. The adrenaline rushing through your veins seems to guide you straight there.

You open the door, breathless. Blood is dripping down your face, your arm, and leg. Pony looks you up and down then ushers you to the couch.

You’re surprisingly calm, but Ponyboy isn’t. 

“You hungry (Y/N)? You thirsty? I’ll get you a glass of water.”

“Pony,” you say in a slow voice. “If you freak out, I’ll freak out. Breathe then get me some water.” He sits next to you and breathes deeply. He sighs. 

“How are you able to stay calm when you’re bleeding all over?”

You take a deep, slow breath. “I’ve lived here for 9 months, Pony. I know when I need to stay calm.” He gives you a small smile.

Soda, Two-bit, Steve, and Darry come in and practically fall to the floor. You sit up abruptly, pain shooting up your leg. You hiss in pain and Soda’s gaze darts to you. He hurries over to your still-bleeding form and picks you up bridal style. He carries you to the bathroom. 

Soda sits on the toilet with you on his leg. He grabs the peroxide and bandages. Sodapop cleans you face and arm up, trying to cause you little to no pain.

“(Y/N) I’m gonna need you to shimmy yourself out of those jeans. I have to clean it and wrap the bandages around it.” You nod and he helps you stand. You wiggle yourself out of your blood stained jeans. He sits you down on the toilet while he kneels in front of you on the floor.

“Don’t you ever do that again.” he says quietly. The rest of the time while he cleans you up, you both remain silent. When he’s done, Soda puts his hands on your knees. His eyes stare deeply into yours. “Look (Y/N). I-I’m so sorry. I know I flirt a lot, but it’s for business. The girls like the attention, so they keep coming back. The boss likes the money. You know how it goes.”

You nod your head. “I know, Soda, but–”

“I love you, (Y/N). And if you want me to stop the flirting, I will. If you want me to quit, I will. Just say the word and I will. I’ll do anything if it means that my girl doesn’t feel bad about herself.” It’s then that tears decide to form in your eyes and drip down your cheeks.

“Please don’t cry. Your tears tell me that I’m doing something wrong. I haven’t done shit right since I met you.”

“No,” you say through your tears. “You are doing everything a girl could ask. More than that. I just–I’m selfish. I want you all to myself. I love you, too, Sodapop.”

His eyes look glassy, like they’re about to spill tears too. “There’s nothing selfish about wanting my love.”

“You’ve given me your love and more. I just wanted your attention at work because I’m jealous. Those girls are way prettier than me. They’re nicer than me. They’d treat you way better.”

“Oh hush. You’re the best thing that’s happened to me. When Mom and Dad died, I felt so broken and torn up that I didn’t want to do anything. But you make me so happy, I could die right here, right now and I know I’ll die happy.”

You cry harder and he pulls you to him. “Come on, babe, let’s go to bed.” He picks you up again, pulls the covers back on his bed, and places you onto the bed gently. He lays down beside you.

Your mind begins to race. “Soda?”

“Yeah (Y/N)?”

“Those guys were going to do something to me. It wasn’t going to be good either.” You begin to shake and you whimper, remembering how close that blade was and how it felt to be cut by it. Soda wraps you in an embrace, your face cuddled up to his chest and his arms around your waist. 

He kisses your hair. “It’s okay baby, I’m here for you.”

iamchilli  asked:

Omg I'm dying rn xD, okay uhhh... Can you do a hc where MC is twerking in front of them? :o XD ;0 Wewww you are amazing I love your writing AHH omg thank you

~Pfffffffffffft omfg !!!!!! Yes. This is perfect for a giggle break

{Requests Are Closed}

◉ Yoosung

  • This boys eyes have never been wider omg
  • His face is so red
  • Covers his face
  • He is too innocent for this!!!
    • “W-Where did you learn this?!”
  • He was a stuttering mess
  • Arms spaghetti lolol
  • But he wouldn’t mind seeing it again…
  • And again
  • So he got bold after that day and kept asking you to dance for him

◉ Jumin

  • Coughed into his wine glass
  • He had just said that nothing you could do would surprise him
    • “You’ve proved me wrong once again, princess,” he put his face in his hands to laugh a little
  • He covered Elizabeth’s eyes when she jumped into his lap
  • You finished to see him blushing slightly
    • “So. If you can do that, what other talents are you hiding from me,” he smirked.

◉ Zen

  • OMG
  • He was suddenly overheating
  • Almost fell out of his chair
  • He was boiling over
    • “You’re incredible,” Zen choked
  • He had seen videos of this online
  • But seeing it in person
  • Seeing you do it…
  • The beast was about to be unleashed tbh
  • RIP U

◉ Jaehee

  • WHAT?!
    • “MC What is this???”
  • She was so flustered omg
  • She almost dropped her coffee on herself she was so shocked
  • She laughed
    • “I’m sorry MC it’s just so…shocking to see you do this. I don’t know how to respond?!”
    • “Come here and I’ll teach you, too!” you waved to her
  • She went beet red
  • Waved her hands in front of her
    • “No no no no I couldn’t!!”
  • She was so embarrassed

◉ Saeyoung

  • Spit out his PHD Pepper
  • He had the biggest smile on his face
  • He was liking thisssss
    • “Damn, girl!” he whistled
  • But he couldn’t stay still for long
  • Got up next to you
    • “How do you do that? Teach me!”
  • He stuck his butt out
  • He was terrible but it was still funny to see you both twerking in the living room together

◉ V

  • He’s blind so…
  • You often did weird things in front of him just because you could
  • So you were twerking away to classical music as he smoked his pipe and sat on the couch
  • His spider senses must have been tingling
  • He cleared his throat
    • “I’m feeling really worked up all of a sudden…” he admitted, “strange. Let’s head to the bedroom, MC.”
  • You fell on the ground
  • Oh my god…somehow he knows!!!!!
  • So creepy

◉ Saeran

  • He couldn’t breathe
  • W T F
  • How did he not know you could do this ???
    • “You’re such a dork,” he laughed so hard
  • Got up and slapped your ass
  • Pulled his wallet out of his pocket and started throwing bills at you
  • You guys were both laughing so hard now omfg you couldn’t catch your breath
  • Until
  • You stopped to scoop the money up
    • “Hey! You can’t keep those!” he yelled
    • “That’s what you get for throwing them! Now I’m getting my hair done, thanks babe!” you winked
My Heart Hurts

Author: Zoe

(A/N: I was former fic writer on Quotev, but I decided to take up writing again, so I’m kinda trying to get back into the groove of things, but I am currently accepting requests!)

Prompt Summary: You are a combat medic, responsible for caring for Poe after his crash on Jakku. Once he recovers, he begins flirting with you, coming to you for every single minor injury he has, not to mention cheesy medical pick-up lines.

Originally posted by whenviktorspeaks

He’s honestly too good to exist in this galaxy. Such a handsome, talented man, selfless and willing to give it his all for the people living in fear of the monster called “Kylo Ren”.

And who were you? A combat medic, a specialist, to be exact, just doing your part in keeping this wonderful, albeit cocky, pilot alive to fight another day. 

Meeting him, you could barely even believe it yourself. The Poe Dameron? The poster-boy of the Resistance? The living legend? Although, you could have met in somewhat better circumstances, considering the fact that you were focusing on getting his breathing back in order since his crash on Jakku while on a wobbly transport ship back to base. 

“Oh thank goodness, you’re awake!” You sighed heavily, after seeing him attempt to get up, only to groan in pain.

“Agh! Jeez, what happened?” He sat up a bit slower, inhaling sharply with every muscle movement while you helped prop himself up.

“You crash landed on Jakku after your escape. Gotta say, I was worried you’d be in a coma after seeing your state. You looked much worse for wear before I started treating you.”

“Well, I’m lucky. I’ve got myself a guardian angel.” He looked up at you slyly while you were checking up on the small stitches along his jawline.

“Very funny Mr. Dameron. You must say that to all the ladies.”

“Only the ones who save my life.” He gave you a small wink and you pursed your lips.

“Whatever you say.  Anyway, now to proper introductions, I’m- “

“Y/N. Don’t worry, I know.” He gave you a lopsided grin while you looked upon him questioningly.

“Oh! Uhhh, sorry that sounded weird. My buddy Snap told me about you. Said you fixed him up and was better in less than a week.”

You chuckled, glancing at your clipboard and checking his vitals.

“Well, don’t worry, Mr. Da-”

“Poe. Call me Poe.”

You felt a small heat rise to your cheeks as you continued, “Alright then, Poe, you should be back up and at ‘em in about a couple more days. I’ll check up on you throughout your recovery.”

“I’ll definitely be looking forward to that.” He winked, and you sighed softly, leaving him in his room to rest up.

“What is it this time, Poe?” You asked, not even bothering to look up from your case file on him. Ever since the two of you first met, you’ve become quite good friends, him always requesting you to be his doctor for every single minor injury he gets. Not to mention the growing attraction towards him.

His confident attitude and fatherly tone towards BB-8, who has taken quite the liking to you as well.

“My heart hurts.” He whined, clutching his shirt in an overdramatic fashion as BB-8 followed suit, circling around you.

“Could be something to do with your diet.” You noted nonchalantly, giving a small greeting to the spherical droid.

He sighed, and concocted another line.

“Well, my lungs also seem to be kind of a problem.”

“In what form?” You set his information files down and crossed your arms.

“My breathing gets funny when I’m around you.”


“Okay, maybe not the best line. Uhhh… How about this: I’m no organ donor, but I’ll give you my heart.”

“Stop laughing!” He chuckled alongside you while you gasped for air.

“Poe, are you serious? You really tried to use a pickup line on me?” You leaned against your desk, wiping a small tear from your face due to your uncontrollable laughter.

“Hey, a guy can try, right?” He stood up, puffing his chest out ever so slightly.

“Well, you know what, Dameron, you tried.” You walked up to him, giving a small, yet chaste kiss on his cheek, BB-8 giving a robotic wolf-whistle.

Immediately after, his breathing quickened as a clear blush came up.

“Woah, okay uhhh…Didn’t think my lines worked that well… Do you want to meet up, at the cantina tonight? It’ll be on me.” There goes the cocky pilot you once knew, as he now sheepishly rubbed his cheek, clearly blushing underneath his five-o’-clock shadow.

“Sure, my shift ends at six.” You smiled and left him in his room again, chuckling softly as he cheers from behind the not-so soundproof metal doors, as celebratory beeps and boops join in with his jubilant yells.

I know I’ve made a lot of posts about Jack’s Canadian ass visiting The Pyroclastic Hellscape (Madison, Georgia) and basically dying, but I’m going to add another one because it’s summer on my side of the world and I’ve just remembered the tie-your-shirt-up-on-one-side-so-it’s-a-crop-top thing to keep cool and just… Jacques…

Jack: Look what I just saw online! It’s such a simple idea, I can’t believe I didn’t think of it.

Bitty: Jack…

Jack: I might just survive Georgia after all!

Bitty: …

Jack: From now on, all my tops are crop tops.

Bitty: uhhh…

Jack: You okay Bits, you’re all red. Is it the heat?

Bitty: Where did you get… high wasted denim shorts… that short… in your size…? And - not that I’m staring at your thighs at all - but… did you… shave your legs?

Jack: It’s hot

Now, there are one of two ways that Jack could cause a riot in that outfit. The first is by wandering around the Deep South (deep as in geographically and also in the terrifying way that parts of the ocean are deep) looking like the better looking, much chiller younger brother of Frankfurter from the Rocky Horror Picture Show and, when questioned by passers-by, yelling things like “gender divisions are dead!” just so he doesn’t have to give himself heatstroke by putting jeans on.

The second way is that ass in those shorts. I guess it depends on what part of Georgia he’s in. Either way, he’s the gay awakening of at least five people, causes a clique of slightly tipsy grandmothers to reminisce in giggles about the sixties, makes one “cool” pastor consider wearing crop tops if that’s what the Teens are into these days, and sparks a brief but exhilarating fashion trend among a local baseball team.

And eventually Jack learns the main difference between two of his closest friends; Shitty hears about it via twitter and immediately tries to convince him to become a high profile advocate for gender activism, Tater hears about it and immediately buys himself a crop top.

chelavvv  asked:

Watching scary horror movie at theater, Mc accidently jumped to/hugged someone else on their other side n that made their s/o kind of upset/jealous/smething?

Author’s note: Since you didn’t specify what RFA member, andddd Jumin is in your profile picture, I went ahead and did him!!! I also used this to kill a couple other requests that wanted Jumin fluff ♥ 


Your boyfriend sighed. “I said, ‘I hope you’re ready to be scared, because this is the scariest movie out right now.’”

You turned to him. “You didn’t tell me it was a scary movie!!”

“I didn’t? Huh, how strange,” he put his hands in his pocket and kept walking.

‘How strange’ my ass… you glared at the back of Jumin’s head.

“MC, I can feel you staring at me,” he turned around and held out his hand, “let’s just go watch the movie.”

You looked at him skeptically.“You never want to hold my hand… what’s up with you?”

He rolled his eyes and started to retract his offer.

“No wait!!”

You quickly reached out and grabbed his hand, interlocking your fingers with his. “Let’s get this over with,” you grumbled.

Jumin had to turn his head to cover up a smile.


You covered your eyes with the hand that Jumin wasn’t holding. Lowering your voice to a whisper, you leaned over. “Th-this is terrifying!!”

Jumin’s rolled his eyes. “It sure is.”

You let go of his hand and playfully hit his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around you and kissed your temple before resuming his normal seating position.

You shot him a confused look. Jumin’s never been so touchy before, especially not in public… not that I’m complaining!

“I’ll be right back, I’m gonna go to the bathroom.”

He nodded. “I’ll tell you what you missed.”

It was no more than five minutes when you returned. Record timing!

You quickly sat down and focused on the movie.



Before you could ask what had happened, the screen flashed, and the main antagonist popped out from behind a corner. You closed your eyes and jumped to the side, hugging Jumin’s chest.

Or at least, you thought it was Jumin.

Uhhh, are you okay?”

You looked up at the stranger’s face and then over to your glaring boyfriend.

“S-sorry, I guess I jumped the wrong way,” you apologized, pushing yourself off of him.

Quickly, you situated yourself in the seat. After a minute, you leaned over to Jumin.

“Hey… sorry about-”

“It’s fine.”

“But I-”

“I said it’s fine.”

You bit you lip and sat up straight again. The rest of the movie, you kept you yourself, glancing over at your boyfriend, trying to figure out what the hell was going on up in that head of his.

“Wow!! That was a great movie.”

“It was.”

You and Jumin had made it all the way to the parking lot before you decide to spark up a conversation. You walked around into the driver’s side and sighed. Why is he being so moody?

Unlocking the door, you sat down. Well, moodier than normal…

Unfortunately, the car ride was just as silent as it was in the parking lot. When you got home, you walked in last, closing the door behind you.


“I’m very tired. Whatever you wish to talk about can be discussed in the morning.”

You crossed your arms. “No it can’t.”

Jumin stopped in his tracks and turned around. He sat on the couch and sighed.

“Out with it.”

Quickly you walked across the room and sat next to him. “Are you okay?”

“…What? Why are you asking?”

“Well, all night you’ve been acting… different. I didn’t know if-”

“My father yelled at me today.”

You looked over at Jumin, who was staring at his lap.

It’s so weird seeing him like this… so vulnerable…

“What about?”

He leaned back on the couch and ran his hand through his hair. “Oh, just the usual ‘you’re the legacy of a very success company so start acting like it’ stuff.”

You nodded, letting him continue.

“It wasn’t just that though. It was everything. I messed up on a report, I spilled coffee all over my desk, AND I deleted my favorite picture of Elizabeth.”

“The one with her in a tiny cowboy hat?”


You reached over and grabbed his hand. “I’m sorry.”

He flipped your hand over and started tracing the lines. “Why are you sorry?”

“…I’m sorry because I didn’t give you what you needed from me.”

Jumin looked at you and furrowed his brows. “What-”

Before he could finish is sentence, you tackled him in a hug. He hesitated at first before returning your hug with an even tighter one. He shifted his seat to where you were leaning into his chest and both of you were laying on the couch.

The two of you stayed there in silence before Jumin spoke again.

“Thank you.”

You turned and gave his lips a peck before resting your head back on his chest again. 

“I’m always happy to help!”

Especially when it comes to something like this. The only this he needed from you today was something what he rarely ever got.

Jumin Han needed a hug.

anonymous asked:

A written version of the pregnant reaction thing would be cute, if you have time!

Yup :)




“What? Like a kid. Wow… WOW! YES! I DID SOMETHING! God, this is the greatest accomplishment of my life! I can’t believe this. Wait say it again please, I need to be sure,”,


“Wait what did you say? A kid? I’m still a kid! Okay, don’t think I’m gonna hate the kid doll. You are pregnant. Wow. I don’t hate it, I just don’t like it at all and it’s terrible. Whatever, at least your boobs are gonna get bigger,”


“Oh. Woah. Um, okay. This doesn’t seem so bad. I mean I’m no stranger to raising kids and the kid is going to have a great mother. Yeah… this isn’t that bad at all,”






“What did you just say? So how- does that mean? So are we going to have to like, come up with two names, a first and a second? Also, are we gonna have to decide godparents? Oh, my god, I am going to be a dad. Like, I’m actually going to have a son. Wait, I am right? To be completely honest, I have no idea what’s going on but I’m excited!”