we finally woke up

Love can be a miracle, darling

Pairings: Harry x reader in the beginning, Draco x reader in the end

Word count: 2281

Requested: Hey, can you write a Harry Potter x Reader where they have been dating for a while but the reader caught Harry cheating on her with Cho and they have a huge fight. After that, she keeps crying and Draco tries to cheer her up and they kiss. Pleaseeeee <3 by @partyiinthedungeons

A/N: I hope you like it and sorry for posting it so late. I did my best to finish it today because of my full schedule. Sorry for the mistakes because i am sure there are and let me now what you think ♥ 

Originally posted by crystelgreene

Being Harry Potter’s girlfriend had it advantages and disadvantages. The good part was the loyal friends you got by your side and the bad…well the bad are the slytherins always trying to offend you somehow. Well, they were mostly hostage toward Harry not me but the fact I was ready to kill everybody who had said something bad about him was enough for a way the others to mockery him.

But besides the bad attitude we got in fifth year, I was more than happy to be with him. Half of the school thought he was a liar, a boy wanting an attention and I were just a chick using him to become famous and so on. However, Harry never paid so much attention to those words but I did. I tried not to but it was hurting to hear such lies. Harry was so nice to stay hours after curfew to calm me down, to say he loved me and that’s all that mattered. He even said that if I wanted we would break up so he could see my smile again. I, of course, punched him slightly always exclaiming that he was much more important than some stupid students.  

We were going to Hogsmeade on dates, drinking butterbeers, shopping at Zonko’s, we basically tried everything there for such a short period. I did my best to stay focused when helping him with his homework but usually ended making out on the sofa in the common room. That led to an angry Hermione who didn’t skip an opportunity to remind us we were falling behind with it. But let’s come to the present where the interesting part is.

Today was just an ordinary Saturday. We had finally finished another rough week. Early in the morning I woke up and after dressing up, I headed towards the library. There was an hour till breakfast so I decided to spend it while searching information for Snape’s essay.

“Hey (Y/N)! Why are you awake so early?”, Hermione’s voice ranged through the empty library.

“I just want to get something done. I don’t want to fall and spending time with Harry isn’t helping me.”, smiling I sat down next to her.

“You managed to find the truth! Only for that I will lend you my notes, but don’t tell the boys.”, we both laughed and after promising I would not each one of us continued her work.

“If we don’t hurry we will miss the breakfast. Come on.”, I packed my things and with my friend we exited the room going straight to the Great Hall.

There weren’t a lot of people but our boys were already on the Gryffindor table. Harry was reading something while Ron was eating…a lot, as usual. A smirked appeared on my face as I went to my boyfriend as quiet as I could. He was facing me with his back so I used this opportunity to cover his eyes, well specifically his glasses. The boy jumped due to being surprised. His hands left the newspaper and touched mine trying to identify the person messing with him.

“(Y/n)!”, my boyfriend exclaimed seconds later and turned around to face me. There was a smile on his face which caused me to smile, too. I sat down next to him placing a kiss on his cheek.

“Don’t tell me you are still reading those lies.”, I took the newspaper from his hands but Hermione did the same to me, making the research instead of us.

“Well, you were late, so we had to take it.”

“You two are disgusting.”, Ron noted as he continued to eat.

“You will be too when you find a girl, oh my pardon, if you find a girl.”, Hermione retorted as she closed the paper and put it in her back.

We all laughed while Ron gave Granger a dead look.

“What are we doing tonight?”, although it seemed as an ordinary question, it wasn’t. Since some weeks, we were training spells in out secret group, or so called D.A.

“We have a studying session at 8 pm. as always (Y/n), how can you forget about it?”

“Oh, sorry Harry but when I see you I forget everything.”, we usually played this game of being so in love only to make no suspicions but we did enjoyed it, it always amused us.

After we finished our lunch we went to the lake. The weather was fantastic and neither one of us wanted to spend the whole day locked in the castle. We sat down next to a tree trying to stay in its shadow and began doing our homework. I can’t say we desired to do it but there was a trip to Hogsmeade tomorrow and I didn’t want to miss it because of stupid two meters long essays. Harry and Ron were complaining instead of working, Hermione used her energy to quarrel with Ron while I and Harry laughed at their ‘family problems’. The time was passing by and soon dinner came. After we were done, we agreed to go to the Required room separated so Umbridge won’t be able to catch us.

“What are you going to teach me today, Mr. Potter?”, I teased my boyfriend as we were heading towards our wanted direction.

“Someone is eager for knowledge? You should spend less time with Hermione.”

“Oh, shut up!”, I punched him slightly and laughed, “You are just jealous that I’m coping with school, while you might be failing.”

“That huts. That’s it! You made me cry, what kind of a girlfriend are you?”

“Come here and let me kiss you, you’ll feel better.”, leaning closer we shared a kiss that would had definitely turned out in a heated one if it wasn’t somebody’s cough to make us separate.

“Hey there lovebirds! You can continue that later, we have a work now.”, Fred Weasley smirked and entered the Required room. We followed his actions.

This time Harry showed us some others spells. I was with Neville who surprisingly was doing much better than me. I was doing well to be honest, practicing with Ginny, Ron, Harry, but maybe like 30 minutes later I didn’t fail to notice something. Cho Chang, a ravenclaw girl Harry used to like in his fourth year, was now watching my boyfriend carefully, trying to get his attention. That made me mad and that’s why I got hit my Neville’s spell that paralyzed me for a moment.

“I hit her, I did it!”, Neville screamed at top of his lungs happily, “Sorry (Y/n).” He then came closer and helped me stand.

“No problems. I am happy you did it, Neville.”, he was so happy that I couldn’t tell him I wasn’t paying enough attention to block the spell.

No matter what I did afterwards was, to put it mildly, horrible. I tried to practice but my eyes were glancing and Cho and Harry. I knew he was helping her but I didn’t like she was doing poor just for his attention. Harry was observing everybody and when he saw my actions he came closer and gave Neville time for a rest.

“What’s going on? Are you okay?”, I could read the care in his eyes and it made me feel a little better. Besides everything Harry was with me, not with her.

“I’m fine now.”

“If you wanted to train with me you could have just asked.”

Till the end of the lesson I was actually getting more and more capable of using the new spells. Deep inside me I felt pleasure to show Cho I was better that her. When the ‘class’ was over we were heading out by three. I wanted to stay and help Harry to clean but he refused, telling I’d better go and rest. I listened to him and left the room with Hermione and a tall Hufflepuff boy. We were already on the stairs when I realized I had forgotten my barrette.

“Wait for me, I’ll be back in a minute.”, after notifying Hermione I ran upstairs.

The door was slightly open. Cursing the stupid people who left it that way I entered the room but stopped where I was. My eyes widen when I saw Harry and Cho kissing in front of me. She had put one of her hands on his face, while Harry had placed his hands on her both sides. My eyes were filled with tears by now.

“How could you?”, was the only thing my mouth let out. I felt a strange feeling in my throat, not letting me to breathe or talk anymore. Harry and Cho jumped away from each other, both looking at me as a deer looking at the headlights coming towards her.

“(Y/n), I-”


I exited the room and ran in some direction not caring where I was going. Suddenly I felt somebody grabbing my hand and spinning me around. It was Harry with his messy hair and sad face.

“Stop.”, he said softly.

“Let me go, please. Let me go!”, I managed to find my voice again and screamed at him.

“It’s not what it seems.”

“Oh, really? Because it seems you still love Cho and was messing with me the whole time!”, he didn’t know what to say, he did try but nothing came out, “Have you ever loved me, Harry? Have you?”

“Of course I have, I still do.”

“Do not lie to me! Do not!”, licking his lips, the boy was about to talk but I interrupted him, “I cannot believe you used me like this.”

“I-I didn’t, I-”

“Are you sure because stuttering like this now shows me I am right.”, I bit my lips trying to prevent the others tears to roll down my face, “Look at me, look at my eyes and say you did not use me to forget Cho or to fucking make her jealous! Look at me for god’s sake and say it!”

But the boy was still looking at his feet ashamed.

“I loved you, Harry. Everything I have ever said was true. I showed you my feelings, I gave you my heart…and for what? To be your little toy!? To be the girl you would go to if Cho didn’t like you back?! To be the second option?! Fuck you Harry!”, I screamed at his face, spun around on my heels and attempted to get away from him.

“No, (Y/n), wait!”

“Don’t you dare touch me again or call me, Potter. Don’t you dare!”, this time my voice was low, almost calmly but I felt how he trembled from it. I didn’t mean to threaten him but his presence was no longer wanted around me.  

After minutes of walking I ended in the Astronomy tower. I sat down and let myself cry out all the pain inside me. How could he do this to me? I believed him when everybody thought he was a liar, I was beside him every time he was bullied…and what did I get? A knife in the back! As I was sobbing a voice spoke beside me.

“I see there are troubles in heaven, huh?”

“What do you want Draco? I am not in the mood for your stupid jokes”, but as soon as I turned to face him, his expression changed. With some steps he came next to me and kneeled down.

“Hey, hey. I’m sorry, I didn’t think it was that serious.”, he spoke with a soft and caring voice, something I’d never thought I would hear from him.

“Don’t act as you care.”

“I do care if you haven’t noticed, darling.”

Looking at him, especially at his eyes, some moments ran through my mind. He had always been good to me, never saying bad about me, helping me in Potions, not gloating when I fail… For the first time I felt I could tell him what happened, what I was feeling and he would care about it. All those small details were showing something deeper and complicated to be explained.

“I-Ha-Harry cheated on m-me.”, saying those words out made me sob again. Draco wrapped his hand around me, getting me closer for a hug.

“Hey, look at me.”, with his forefinger he lifted my chin up so now I was facing him, “He doesn’t deserve your tears.” He remover some of them, “He doesn’t deserve your love. You have to stand up, smile and show him what he has missed. Show him you are happier without him. You are the one who deserves better – somebody who would do anything for you, and by anything I really mean anything. You are so kind, funny, just amazing. I cannot explain it but each time I see you, my mood changes. I become more gleeful just because of hearing your voice, laugh or seeing the spark of joy in your eyes. You deserve somebody that can make you feel the same way you make me feel… ”

Without thinking I leaned closer and connected our lips. The kiss was salty due to my tears but was enough to make me feel butterflies in my stomach. I didn’t feel it only with my body; I felt it with my soul. It warmed me up, made me feel loved. That kiss wasn’t like the kisses I’d shared with Harry. It was kind of passionate but showing things that could hardly be explained even from the hand of a skillful poet. It was something not to read about but to feel it.

“I’ve never thought you could be showing such emotions.”

“Love makes miracles with everybody, darling.”, he smiled and leaned for another kiss.  

New Sons - Part 1

From the Reader’s Choice, this was the most requested fic: Batmom taking in Conner after Superman rejects him and the boys being a little uncomfortable and Bruce being mad but her convincing them that he’s just like them (+ jokes about him looking just like all the others with dark hair/blue eyes)?

Author’s Note: So Match and Conner are from the Young Justice TV show. The timeline is a little different in this story. The Young Justice team was disbanded, Superboy was never found by the sidekicks, the Justice League found them. I think that’s all!

Let me know what you think, and if you think I should continue the series!!

You are watching up in the Watchtower when Superman finds his two clones. One made with his exact DNA, later named Match, and one who’s DNA was spliced with Lex Luthor’s DNA, later named Conner. Both boys are transported up to the Watchtower, still inside their containment pods, so J’onn can examine their mental state.

The medical bay doors slide open, and you step inside, “How are they, J’onn?”

The Martian hums, “This one, the exact clone, he is unstable. I will do my best to settle his mind, however that is not a permanent solution. Batman has already agreed to help find a cure. He believes that it is the full Kryptonian DNA, as the other one, who is half human, does not show the same signs”

“I’ll help him when I’m done here.” Glancing over at the viewing window, you glimpse a red cape slipping out of view, “How’s Superman taking all this?”

“He seems … angry … at this turn of events. He has already decided that he does not want the children”

You twitch, brow furrowing, “What does he plan to do with them?”

“He is uncertain, it is one of the reasons for his agitation”

“I’ll let you get back to work, J’onn, I want to see how far Batman has gotten with his research”

“I wish you luck”

“Bruce, you don’t understand, Clark doesn’t want the boys. He doesn’t want to take care of them, teach them to use their powers, he can barely stand to be in the same room as them, and they haven’t even woken up yet!!”

“Y/N, we don’t need any more children. Damian is already filling the Manor with animals, Tim is constantly bringing the Teen Titans here, Jason has the Outlaws, Dick may be in Bludhaven but he comes to the Manor almost every weekend, and I have Gotham to take care of. Who is going to teach these clones everything that they need to know?”

“I will!”

“Y/N …”

“No, Bruce, listen. These are two boys who have never been outside of that pod, and if they were it was to do Cadmus’ bidding! Two boys who have never known what it’s like to be a part of a family! Are you really going to let them be tossed aside by Clark? Because if you are then … then … then I’m going to move up to the Watchtower to take care of them” You cross your arms over your chest, “Yeah, that’s what I’m going to do, and you’re going to have to explain to the boys why I’m never around anymore!”

“You’re being ridiculous!”

“I am not! I want to help them in the only way I know how, by being a mother”

Bruce groans, he’s never been able to deny you anything, “Fine! But you’re the one who has to explain everything to the boys! And … and I’m mad at you!”

You raise your nose in an obnoxiously aristocratic manor, “I don’t know why you would be, they technically match”


“Every other male child you have brought into the Manor has had dark hair, and blue eyes. Both of the Superboy’s have black hair and blue eyes. So, they match the set” It had been a running joke between you and your boys. The fact the Bruce Wayne seems to only ever adopt dark haired boys with blue eyes was a rumor that had been circling Gotham for a while. It was a joke that you had kept from your husband for several years. Well, the secret’s out now!

Bruce groans again, and you can hear him bang his head down on the lab table he’s working at. Stifling a laugh, you quickly make your way up the Batcave stairs. It’s time to have a family meeting, and let the boys know that they’ll be getting two new brothers, that is if the Superboy’s agree to your offer.

The boys all agree to come to dinner the next night, curious about the news you have for them. Once everyone is finished eating, you usher your children into the study to tell them the news.

“So, I know you all have heard about the two new Supers up in the Watchtower …”

Damian groans, “Please tell me that father has not decided to house those abominations!”

“No, Bruce didn’t decide anything … I did. I decided that we would be giving the two boys a home. Bruce is down in the cave right now, working on a serum that will stabilize one of the clones’ DNA …”

“They aren’t even stable?!? And you want to bring them here?!” Jason shoots up from his chair, angrily pacing in front of you, “Mom, you’re human, they could kill you with a look, and they aren’t even stable …”

“They will be stable once Bruce finishes the serum.” You lean forward, making it a point to meet the eyes of each of your sons, “These boys don’t have anywhere else to go. Yes, they can stay up in the Watchtower, surrounded by people who will inadvertently ostracize them, or study them. Yes, the JL can force Superman to look after him two clones, and he’ll probably stick them in his Fortress of Solitude to be taught by an AI. Or, I can bring them here, teach them about humans, help them obtain new skills, experience new things.” You rub your temples, “Boys, I took each of you in, raised you as my own, and loved you like any mother would. I can’t just sit by and watch two children suffer when I know I can help them”

Tim hums softly, and smirks, “Do they match?”

“Of course! You think I would try and bring boys into this house who don’t match! They both have black hair and bright blue eyes”

“tt, I suppose it would be a good thing to have two Supers on our side”

Dick shrugs, “Yeah, I mean I only come around for visits every once and a while, but I think it would be a good idea to make sure that two Kryptonians don’t start hating Earth”

“Good point” Tim leans back in his chair, “I would like a sample of their blood before they moved in though” He turns big eyes on you, hoping that you’ll be able to get him what his little detective brain wants.

“No, you can’t have a sample of their blood … but, I can let you look at their files” Tim lets out a triumphant shout, wiggling excitedly. Now you turn to Jason, the only one to not readily agree. “Boys, why don’t you go see what Alfred has for dessert, I need to talk to Jason alone”

Once everyone else is gone, you shift closer to your second oldest son, but before you can say anything, Jason starts to speak, “I don’t think this is a good idea! What if they turn out to be crazy? What if they go on a rampage? What if they can’t control their powers?” His voice drops, eyes no longer meeting yours, “What if they hurt you?”

Quickly slipping to kneel on the floor, you tilt Jason’s chin, forcing him to meet your eyes, “They might hurt me, Jaybird. I can’t guarantee that they won’t. But they won’t kill me, they won’t make me love you any less. If you’re that nervous about them moving in, come stay at the Manor for their first two weeks. You can help me get them settled, and see for yourself how they are, okay?”

“Okay, Mom”

“Good boy, now come on. I don’t want Dick to eat all the cookies again”

Jason flashes a brief smile, before he takes off toward the kitchen. Alfred’s cookies can be quite the motivating force among the bat family members.

It’s another week after the serum is given to the clones before J’onn thinks that it’s safe enough to wake them.

Of course, you demanded to be there. Bruce had tried to talk you out of it, but you were adamant that one of the first faces they see be yours.

The full Kryptonian, the one dubbed “Match” on his file, is the first to wake up. His eyes are frantic, instead of a white sclera his iris is surrounded by black.

Instead of letting him continue to panic you decide to step forward, “Hello” Making sure to pitch your voice low, almost in a whisper, “You don’t need to be afraid, you’re in the Watchtower, you’re safe”

“Who are you?!?”

Slowly you sit down in the chair beside his bed, making yourself smaller, less threatening. Immediately he relaxes, “My name is Y/N. What’s your name?”

“Cadmus called me Match.”

“Alright, do you want me to call you Match, or do you want to take another name?”

The clone pauses, brow furrowing, “I-I’d like to keep Match”

“Okay, I can call you Match” Extending one hand, you flash a bright smile, “It’s nice to meet you, Match”

“It’s nice to meet you too. Can you – can you tell me why I feel … different?”

“Different how?”

Match scratches the back of his head, “I feel more in control. I can think clearly now”

“I helped my husband and sons develop a serum that helped bind together the gaps and breakages in your DNA sequence. It took a few days to develop, but the serum is meant to help you gain control of the overactive aggression and adrenalin that was constantly being secreted by your brain.” You gently place a hand on Match’s, “It wasn’t your fault that you were always so out of control. The blood they managed to get from Superman was full of excess adrenalin because they got it when he was in the middle of a battle.”

“So, I’m better now?”

“You should be in more control than you were. I’m sorry that we couldn’t ask you first, but my husband didn’t want to risk you hurting anyone if we woke you up.”

Match nods, “I understand” He finally seems to notice Conner lying prone in the bed decide his, “Is that …?”

“Your brother, yes. He’s only half Kryptonian. His DNA is a combination of Superman’s and Lex Luthor’s. According to Camdus’ notes, he’s also younger than you”

“He’s my little brother? And he … isn’t as strong as me?”

“Yes, he would be considered your younger brother, and no, he isn’t going to be as strong as you”

Match’s face hardens, “I’ll protect him. Cadmus won’t get him again” He turns toward you, already shifting slightly, ready to spring in between you and his new brother, “You don’t have to worry, Match, I don’t want to hurt your brother any more than you do”


You flash a brief smile, “I’d like to invite my friend in here, his name is J’onn, and my husband, Batman. They’ll be able to wake up your brother, and we can have this same talk with him. I was hoping that you’d be able to help him feel a little more comfortable.”

“Sure, I’d like to meet him. Cadmus kept me in that pod, they only took me out to ‘test’ me against the other clones … I always won. I couldn’t ever talk to the other clones”

“You’re away from them now, and you’ll never have to go back to them, not if I can help it”

The boy, who decides on the name Conner, is quieter than Match. He listens intently, only asking questions every once and awhile, he mainly watches you and allows Match to put an arm over his shoulder.

“Why are you doing this?”

“What do you mean?”

Conner’s lip curls slightly in a self-deprecating smirk, “I mean, why did you take us from Cadmus? What do you want us to do in order for us to keep our freedom? When are you going to put us back in our pods?”

“I’m not going to put you back in your pods, honestly my husband had to stop me from throwing those things out the air lock! You boys don’t have to do anything unless you want to. We aren’t going to force you into servitude just to keep your freedom, this isn’t some kind of bartering game. And we took you from Cadmus because … well because you’re children, and no child should be forced to grow up in some test tube! They should be able to have fun, and choose their own paths in life!”

Match nods, not hearing a single lie in your statement, “I believe you, you don’t … feel like the scientists did. You feel good, warm”

“I’m glad” You glance over at Conner, who is now leaning more into Match than he was a few minutes ago, “Now I know that you’ve only been awake for a few hours, but the sedative we gave you is still working its way out of your system. Why don’t you two go to sleep, and when you wake up we can talk a little bit more.”

Conner stands up slowly, and plops himself down on his bed. He curls up in a tight little ball, snuggling under the blankets, you barely hear the soft “Okay” before he’s completely asleep.

Match drags the bed closer so he can keep an eye on Conner, “Thank you for taking us form Cadmus. I’ve only met him once, but I know that Lex Luthor will not let Conner go very easily. He will try and take him back”

Hesitantly you reach out, running fingers through his short hair, just like you do with all your other children, “You just leave Lex Luthor to me, Match, I’ll take care of him”

Part 2

As a child I had this recurring dream where I was captured by pirates and we were on a ship going to the so called “skull island” but I always woke up before we got there. One night we finally made it there and the island was literally just a giant white skull. The pirates threw me through the eye hole and right into a skeleton rave.

I don’t talk to fish - Aquaman x reader

Can you one with Aquaman? Where he and the reader know each other but they hate each other an then they fall in love eventually? Requested by https://itsrebeca.tumblr.com @itsrebeca

I accidentaly delated the original message so…yeah. Here we go. It’s really long because I didn’t wanna make more than one part huh. And it kinda sucks…Oh well, I tried. It’s so late…

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The first time you met Arthur Curry, aka Aquaman, you were having a nice lunch date at your favorite cafe in Metropolis with your brother, Clark. 

You weren’t happy that one of his super-friend ruined your chance to spent time just the two of you. Since he moved to Metropolis and became Superman, you nearly never saw your brother, and you missed him. You guys have always been very close, and despite his overprotecting you, he just didn’t had time to hang out with you that much anymore…Especially since you stayed in Smallville to take care of the family farm with your ma’. 

You often joked about the fact that you’d have to be in grave danger to see him. Worst thing was, it was true…So when he called you and asked if you wanted to come for the week-end to Metropolis, you said yes without hesitation…The first day, he saved the world from aliens with the Justice League, and only came back late at night. You had to almost dragged him out of bed for him to follow you to the café to have lunch…and now, that Aqua-dude was ruining it. 

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A Way to You Again: Part 14

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count:  1157

Catch Up Here

Summary: Bucky and Y/N have been fairly successful at keeping their relationship hidden from the rest of the Avengers. That is… until Nat walks into the kitchen one night and finds Bucky kissing Y/N. While Y/N is relieved that their relationship is out in the open it soon becomes more complicated than she could have ever imagined.

Author’s Notes: I know it took me forever, but it’s back!!!!!

Originally posted by imsebastianstans

Originally posted by spiderliliez

Bucky stared at me intently as I stared awkwardly at the flames of the fire. “Nick lied to everyone to protect me. I asked him to,” I said matter-of-factly as my gaze drifted from the fire to meet Bucky’s eyes.

“Why?” he asked taken aback by my sudden bluntness. “What could be worse than my past?”

“I got on S.H.I.E.L.D.’s radar due to a very colorful rap sheet. I was smart, and I was bored… Instead of applying myself and working towards getting into college I was constantly finding ways to get myself in trouble. But it wasn’t just S.H.I.E.L.D. that showed an interest in me…” I explained as I broke my gaze from Bucky’s. Silence fell between us before Bucky finally spoke.

“H.Y.D.R.A.,” he whispered softly. It wasn’t a question as he suddenly realized why I was so hesitant to reveal my past to him.

“Yes,” I added – carefully training my eyes to look anywhere other than Bucky’s face. “You see… joining S.H.I.E.L.D. wasn’t so much something I wanted as it was a necessity after H.Y.D.R.A. threatened my family. Nick promise me they would be safe…” I added before trailing off again. I hadn’t spoken to anyone about this in the years after it had happened. I thought that somehow saying the words out loud would make it easier for me – but I was wrong. “But it didn’t matter…” I added quietly as I felt my nails biting into my palms. I had been clenching my fists without even realizing it.

“Y/N…” Bucky’s voice was soft as he moved closer to me – his warmth immediately radiating around me. I blinked as the sound broke my temporary stupor. “You’re shivering,” he added just as softly as he pulled me into him – little did he know that the shaking wasn’t from the cold.

I felt my resolve shatter as I laid my head on Bucky’s shoulder. I was still surprisingly tired, and the idea of continuing the conversation made me feel queasy. As if he immediately picked up on my sudden unwillingness to talk more, Bucky rose slowly before helping me to my feet. “It’s late – we can talk later when you’re ready,” he added as his knuckles brushed lightly against my cheek. “Let’s go to bed,” he added as he pulled open the door and followed me into the house.

As we neared the bedroom I became hyper-aware of Bucky’s proximity. Maybe it was the relief of revealing my partial truth , but being able to pause from having to say the worst, that made my pulse quicken as he closed the bedroom door behind him. I clumsily shed my pants and shirt – completely aware of Bucky’s eyes scanning every inch of me. I quickly dressed, and Bucky busied himself with preparing for bed – though I could tell it was just a distraction to keep from looking at me.

As we both burrowed under the covers we turned to look at one another. We laid there in silence for quite some time before Bucky spoke. “You know it isn’t your fault, right?” he said matter-of-factly as his hand reached up to brush the loose hair from my face.

“What isn’t?” I asked confused.

“Whatever happened to your family – it wasn’t your fault. All of us – we didn’t have a say in how things turned out for us,” he added reassuringly.

I laughed bitterly as I turned to lay on my back and stare at the ceiling. “I wish it was that easy. I wish I could believe that, but I can’t,” I muttered. We laid there in uncomfortable silence until I finally succumbed to sleep.

I woke up covered in sweat – my chest constricting uncomfortably as the sheets stuck to my skin. I hadn’t dreamed about the incident in years – talking about it… even thinking about it had brought it all back to the forefront of my mind. I had done so good at pushing my past to the deepest recesses of my mind that now I found myself unable to cope with it.

I quietly scooted out of the bed – careful to not wake Bucky – and slipped out into the living room. I desperately wanted to go back to sleep, but found it impossible to stop moving as I paced back and forth in front of the empty fireplace. With a sigh I decided to focus my nervous energy on building a fire.

My hands shook with anxiety as both my heart and head raced forwards and backwards in time as I sat on the couch – watching the flames of the newly built fire flicker up the stone fireplace. As I began to wonder if it was possible to live in the past and the present at the same time I felt the couch shift below me – temporarily snapping my attention back to the present. This time he offered no words of wisdom – opting to join me in my silent musings. The one thing you could always count on was Bucky not pushing you to talk about the things that had fucked you up in your past.

The silence finally gave me the courage to speak. “Alexander Pierce,” I began – the name made Bucky shift uncomfortably on the couch. Of course he knew more about the real Alexander Pierce than I ever wished to know. “He said that I showed great potential. I was one of very few S.H.I.E.L.D operatives to be selected by both Pierce and Fury to be part of a very secret very specialized taskforce. That’s where I met Erick. He was handsome, and intelligent. I told myself we were coworkers and nothing more, but sometimes those lines begin to blur when you spend every waking hour with someone. The changes in my feelings towards him were subtle enough that I was taken by surprise when I finally realized how I felt. I knew better – I had a rule against it, but I let myself get caught up in the feeling of it all. For a year everything progressed into what most people would consider a normal relationship. He met my family, we moved in together, and we talked about our future. My happiness… it made me sloppy… until one day Erick was a little too careless and left a burner cellphone in the nightstand by the bed. After that I slowly started putting bits and pieces together. I had missed a lot out of willful ignorance, but I refused to turn my back on the truth. Every second of the day I played my part and I kept it up for the better part of six months until…” I broke off into silence. I had been talking linearly – taking Bucky through the story without thinking about the part that he was in.

“Until?” he asked quietly – not moving from his place on the couch.

“Until Pierce called the Winter Solider in to assassinate Nick Fury,” I said evenly as Bucky inhaled sharply.

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Baby Boy//Scott McCall

Characters: Scott McCall, Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Reader.


Originally posted by strangerprince

“I’m just so hot. What is the thermostat on?” Scott peels his shirt off, revealing a sheen of sweat on his chest.

You get up and check, “Uh, sixty-seven. Scott, it’s freezing in here.”

“It’s on sixty-seven? It feels like ninety.” He pants as he turns the fan on himself.

“Well…are you sick? Maybe your fever is breaking if you had one.”

“No, Y/N. I don’t get sick.” He groans, “It’s just so hot.”

Derek walks in the front door and looks over at Scott sprawled out on the couch before laughing. “You’re in heat.”

“What?” He sits up, “Like a dog?”

“I mean…” You say lowly, earning a dirty look from both Scott and Derek.

“Yeah, it happens once or twice a year, it gets better with time.” He sits a book down on the coffee table. “I just came by to drop this off. I should probably go. Scott?”


“Let someone know if it’s too strong.”

He looks confused, “If what’s too strong?”

“The heat. Trust me, you’ll know.” He walks out the door leaving the two of you very confused.

Scott came over the next day to talk to you about a new discovery. Stiles and Lydia were supposed to come later so the two of you were waiting.

You were sitting on the couch with your legs cross-crossed when Scott scooted over to you. He laid his head on your shoulder and you smile.

“Not hot anymore?”

He laughs, “I’m a little warm. Not as hot as I was.” He moves head into your lap and you reach down, running your fingers through his hair.

“You’re being very sweet, McCall.” You look down at him.

He rolls over and looks up at you, “Am I usually not?”

“You’re always nice to me, but you’re extra nice today.” You smile as you push some hair from his forehead.

Stiles and Lydia walk in and Stiles grins. “Should we go?”

Scott rolls his eyes, “Just get in here.”

The whole time the two are there Scott doesn’t break contact with you, he’s either laying with his head in your lap and he’s got an arm around you.

“Alright, well, we’re going to go and let you get back to whatever this is…so bye.” Stiles stands up and raises an eyebrow before leading Lydia out the door.

The next day you all had to meet up in the woods. Scott spent the night with you, your parents didn’t even think much when he slept on your floor.

“Y/N!” Scott shouted, jogging up to you. He gave you a big hug and you smiled.

“What was that for?”

“I just missed you.” He laughed.

“Scott, I love this little thing you’re doing but you left my house thirty minutes ago.”

He shrugs and pulls away, replacing his hug with an arm around your shoulder. He leads you to the rest of the pack.

“The lovebirds finally decide to show.” Derek smirks.

“Sorry, we woke up late.” You smile.

“Oh, I bet.” Derek says quietly before resuming his conversation with Lydia.

Scott moves behind you and puts both of his hands over your shoulders. You reached up and put your hand on top of one of his and he kissed the side of your head.

Later Derek pulled Scott aside, you couldn’t hear what they were saying but Scott looked angry. He started walking towards you, reaching out.

“No, I get it Derek. You’re telling me I can’t be affectionate with my girlfriend.” He grabs your hand and intertwines your fingers.

“Not at all, I’m telling you that you’re already dangerous.”

“Because I love her? Get a life.”

“Scott, you’re too attached already. You have to be careful with heat. If you get too close to her you’ll end up hurting her.”

“Whatever, Derek.” He started to lead you to the car when Derek grabbed his shoulder, he pulled his hands behind his back and you stepped away.

“Derek, don’t hurt him.” You warn.

Scott’s eyes flash and he turns to look at Derek before emitted a low, aggressive growl. “Let. Me. Go.”

“No. You’ll thank me later, Scott.”

“Baby, it’s okay. It’s for your own good.” You cupped his cheek and he immediately calmed at your touch. “It’ll just be a day or two, right?” You look at Derek and he nods. “See? We can do it.”

You peck Scott on the lips before looking into his eyes. “I love you. It’ll be okay.”

“You should probably go, Y/N.” Derek says.

You slip your keys out of Scott’s pocket, “Bye. I love you.” You start to head towards your car.

“I love you too, Y/N. Be careful.”

You felt bad for leaving him once you got home, and the two days you were away from him were agony. Derek called and said it was okay to come over and that Scott was at the loft.

You arrived and walked right in, Scott leaping up off the couch at the sight of you. “Baby!” He grins and he walks over before enveloping you in a hug.

“Hey, Scotty. I missed you.” You lean up and kiss him.

“I missed you too, bug. All I wanted was to see you. Derek wouldn’t even let me FaceTime you.”

“I’m all yours now. My mom and dad went out of town for a work meeting so I’ll be with you all weekend.”

“Thank God.” He picks you up and kisses your nose. “Derek told me I was being too clingy.”

You smile, “I love when you’re clingy. So, it was nice.” You giggle.

“I told you, Derek.”

He shrugs, looking unbothered, “Honestly, I couldn’t care less.”

He carries you out the front door. “Come on, baby. I’ve wanted nothing more than to lay down and cuddle you.”

Chamber of Secrets - Part 16

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: After the Avenger’s falling out, you were put in charge of putting Bucky together. Under King T’Challa’s orders, you were given a month’s time to create a new arm while simultaneously figure out how to get the triggering memories of his past out of his mind. As the time goes by, you found yourself confiding in him, despite his frozen state.

A/N: I’M SOOOOOOOO SORRY this took so long to post, I was having a really busy week with my deadlines coming up,  I won’t be updating until the end of February. If I do update, then that means I’ve finished all my shit. So let’s hope I get everything done and cleared soon!

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Can you imagine how starved for affection and love Solas must have been before Inquisition (and must still be if he isn’t romanced)? I mean, the guy was practically a god, and I subscribe to the headcanon that after a while he stopped having sex/being intimate/participating in romantic relationships because he could never be sure if his partner actually wanted him as a person, not the god he was made out to be, not the rebel leader he became. He could never know if they were truly consenting because they wanted him, not because they thought he wanted them. And it must have been so terrible after he started his rebellion, because all those people were so vulnerable and probably very damaged, unable to participate in a healthy relationship until they healed yet possibly trying to seduce him because they felt they owed him. 

Can you imagine how alone he’s probably felt for thousands of years?

If you romance him in Inquisition, you have no idea who he is or what he’s done or what his status used to be. You see his true self, the fade nerd who loves to learn and teach and discuss, and you fall for him, and you engage him, and you show him affection he hasn’t received in so very, very long. I mean, no wonder he falls so fast. No wonder he kisses you so passionately every time, and tells you he loves you after your first real kiss, after you’re there for him completely and selflessly when it came to his friend. And he looks at you with such adoration in Crestwood because I think by then the honeymoon period is over, and he’s probably calmed down a little, you’re still there, you’ve been giving him affection, he isn’t as starved, and maybe some part of him thought his devotion to you would temper a little because it had been so long since he’d received such attention, but he realizes no, he loves you so completely that he would do almost anything for you. And he almost does. He almost compromises his entire sense of self so that he can stay with you and spend the rest of your lives bringing you the same joy you’ve brought him.

Ugh, I just have a lot of feelings about how alone Solas must have felt for most of his life and how he must feel if you romance him.

Ever Since You Left Pt. 3

Part one. Part two.

The night before Shawn left for his first solo tour, we found ourselves watching a movie together in his basement. Just the two of us, cuddled into his couch. My head rested against his steadily rising chest while his arm ran goosebumps up and down my arm. It was bittersweet.

I was happy for his success. He’d already gone touring as an opener for Austin Mahone and Taylor Swift and done a solo tour, but this was different. This was longer, farther, bigger. This was the beginning of what we both knew was going to be a huge success. It was going to be his new life. And I couldn’t be prouder. He’d told me all of the things he wanted in life, and I wanted him to get every one of them. But it was just hitting me what that all meant.

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The Journal

I found this journal among some things in granddad’s attic. As far as I can tell it belonged to some old relative of ours but I’m not sure what I make of it? Maybe one of you guys can give me some help here. Maybe this is some sort of fiction the guy wrote while bored, I can’t imagine running a farm was that entertaining. But at the same time, I really don’t know. Some of the book’s illegible but I’ve inscribed what I can down below.

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June 12

Another storm tonight. Real bad one too. Think lightning touched down a few times in the pasture. I’m gonna have to go out tomorrow to make sure nothing’s damaged. Today was good though. Productive. Think Rose is going to have that calf soon- she’s getting bigger by the day.

Alva’s talking about going to Sara’s grave again. I don’t know if me or the boys will have time. She might have to walk there herself. And I wouldn’t say it to her but I miss Sara too. Almost too much. It’s better I stay home.

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Preference #2 | You’re Best Friends.

A/N: Sooo Calum’s preference got a little long. OOPS!


It was week number 3 of the boys’ world tour. This meant it had been 3 weeks without my best friend. Ashton promised to call, text, and FaceTime when he got the chance. And to my surprise, he actually did do things on a fairly regular basis. We got into a pretty regular routine with when he’d call. Although, it wasn’t like being face to face. We both knew it. It was impossible to have movie nights or to go to the mall together. It had only been 3 weeks, but I already had plane tickets to go and see him. He had no clue and I wanted to keep it that way until the very last second. I had communicated with Luke since they left about coming. He said he’d make up some sort of excuse as to why he had to go to the airport to come pick me up. Luke would take me to the venue and I’d help out where I could for 2 weeks. The time to get off the plane had come and I texted Luke: I’m landed :) . I somehow had stuffed everything into a duffle and a backpack. I went to grab my bag and saw Luke waiting. “Hey, Luke!” I walked over and gave him a hug. “Ready to go see your boyfriend?” He smiled. “We.. aren’t dating. We’re just friends.” I stuttered. Luke laughed. “Sorry, the way he’s been talking about you lately, I just assumed he’d asked you out.” I blushed. “He talks about me?” Luke rolled his eyes. “Are you seriously joking? The guy literally only shuts up about you when we tease the shit out of him; and even then he’ll start again in a couple hours.” I turned even redder. “oh..” “But you didn’t hear it from me. Actually, you didn’t hear that at all.” Luke said. We hopped in an Uber and got to the venue. We put my stuff into the bus and then headed inside. “LUKE! Did you get the headphones you wanted because I found ones that look way better at.. HOLY SHIT! Y/N!” The curly haired boy came running towards me at full speed. I was soon lifted off of the ground. “What are you doing here?” He smiled. “Well, I guess this isn’t my apartment. Weird.” I teased. “I’m so glad you’re here. I missed you so much, you have no idea.” I laughed. “No, you have no idea how much I freaking missed you.” I responded. Ashton pulled me in even closer. Our faces were inches apart from each other. “Hi.” He whispered. “Hello, Ash.” I giggled. Suddenly his lips were on mine. His eyes widened and he quickly pulled back. “I don’t know why I just did that.” “I’m not mad. It was kinda nice actually.” “Again?” He asked with a huge smile. I nodded and we began to kiss again. “THEY ARE KISSING! YOU OWE ME TEN BUCKS, MICHAEL!” Calum yelled.


“Pizza?” Michael asked. “We literally had pizza last movie night and the past 3 other times.” I groaned. “And what goes better with a movie than pizza?” He asked. “I don’t know, maybe like Chinese or Chipotle?” Michael pouted. I rolled my eyes. “You win this time, Clifford. Just this once!” I yelled as I went to grab the pizza takeout menu. I ordered pizza and sat back on the couch. “Wanna Netflix and chill?” Michael joked. “In the most innocent way possible, yes.” I laughed. “Oh c’mon. You’re no fun.” He rolled his eyes. I started grabbing movies and we finally decided on a comedy. The pizza arrived and we ate it happily while watching movies. We started cuddling as it got later. All of a sudden, Michael’s front door was burst open. The other three boys came tumbling in. “We heard it was movie night!” Ashton yelled. The other two boys smiled and nodded. “Oh, we aren’t interrupting anything, are we?” Calum teased. “Yeah, we heard it wasn’t a date, so we thought it would be fine if we came over.” Luke added. Michael glared at all of them. “It should be really fun with you guys here! I’ll go make more popcorn and grab more drinks.” I said and went into the kitchen with Michael close behind. “I can kick them out if you don’t want them here.” Michael said. “I mean I would’ve preferred the two of us, but we never said they couldn’t come, so the more the merrier!” I said as I grabbed the fresh popcorn and a couple of sodas. I set the stuff on the coffee table as the boys mumbled thank yous. I sat back down on the couch as the boys grabbed a horror movie. “Great..” I mumbled. Michael soon joined me back on the couch. “Are you okay watching this?” Michael whispered. I nodded my head as I began to see the horror in front of me. The movie kept getting scarier and tears started to silently come down my face. Michael looked down at me and tried to make me look away, but I’d gotten this far into the movie and I just hoped to see a happy ending soon. I continued to silently cry for awhile. Michael quickly grabbed me and started kissing me. “JESUS MICHAEL!” Luke shouted. Michael pulled away. “Now we know why we’ve never officially been invited to one of these movie nights!” Ashton said. “Seriously, if you’re going to do that get a room!” Calum added. “This is my house. This all is my room.” I continued to sit there blushing and speechless. “Well, on that note we will be heading home because our work is done here.” Ashton said. They all got up, said quick good-byes, and left. “Why did you kiss me?” I asked shyly. “You were crying. I couldn’t take it anymore and I had to make it stop and I didn’t know how and… and I’m sorry.” He flustered. “It’s okay. I’m not complaining, I just wanted to know.” He smiled.


“Luuuuuuuukkkkeeeee” I called out. I had just gotten to his and Michael’s place, so we could hang out. I heard footsteps coming from the floor above me and saw Michael coming down the stairs. “Well, you’re not the postmates guy.” Michael sighs. “Hi to you too, Mikey. Where’s Luke?” Michael just pointed up the stairs where their bedrooms are. I nodded and headed upstairs. Luke’s door was open and I saw him soundly sleeping. I started to walk closer to him, so I could wake him up. “Michael, I swear to god if you try and prank me, I will murder you.” My eyes widened. “Well, I guess I’m glad that I’m not Michael.” Luke opened his eyes. “Y/N! Just come cuddle for a little bit. I’m not ready to go to the mall yet.” “Obviously” I laughed. I crawled in the other side and he soon wrapped an arm around me. We just laid there for a few minutes. “So what do you need to get again at the.. oh” I looked at Luke and he was fast asleep. I tried to fall asleep until I heard Luke mumbling. “Y/N. She’s so nice.” I smiled. “So pretty.. funny.. kiss me..” My eyes widened. I checked to see if he was awake, but he was sleeping. I had a crush on Luke, but I wasn’t going to act on this. It could’ve been a weird dream and he could think we were just friends, which we were. He finally woke up and got ready for the mall. “Okay, I need to hit a few places to grab some new shirts and pants, you?” He asked. All I could think about was what he had said in his sleep. “Uh, I don’t need anything.” He gave me a weird look and we went to the mall. “What do you think of this shirt?” He asked. It was just a plain black tee. “It’s a nice basic.” He rolled his eyes and continued looking. “This?” “It’s a good thing for layering.” He held onto it and moved on to the pants. He grabbed a couple of black jeans and I continued to make awkward comments. He grabbed a pair of bright red skinny jeans. “What do you think about these?” He raised an eyebrow. “I think if you paired it with the right shirt, you could make it work..” He sighed. “Cut the crap. What’s going on with you? You’ve been acting weird all day.” I decided whether or not to tell him. “Well?” He asked. “I might have heard you talking about me in your sleep. You might have said something about kissing me or wanting to, but I get that dreams aren’t real, so I didn’t want to say anything.” I spewed. His eyes widened. “Okay, you weren’t supposed to hear that. But now that you have, I really like you and I have for awhile. I didn’t want to say anything in case you didn’t like me back.” He let out a big sigh. “Well, I kinda like you too.” I smiled and he smiled back. “Wanna make all my dreams into reality?” He smirked. “All?” I asked. Luke laughed and nodded. 


Being on tour with the guys was one of the best times of my life. We were all good friends and Calum was my best friend. We got to see different cities almost everyday and I got to hang out with these four dorks all of the time. “Y/N! Can you grab me a drink from up there? I don’t care what it is.” Luke yelled. Calum had gone bass shopping with John and I didn’t want to go, so I stayed back with the boys. “Yep!” I grabbed another coke and went into the back of the bus. Luke stood up and opened it just as the bus started for regular check ups. His coke went all over my shirt and I just laughed because it was the kind of luck I had. “Do you want to borrow a shirt? I know you need to do laundry at the next hotel.” Luke asked. “That’d be great, thanks.” Luke went and grabbed a shirt from the small bag he kept on the bus. I took it into the bathroom and threw my shirt into a plastic bag. I also put my hair up into a bun because my outfit became more casual. Luke and I watched a few episodes of The Office before Calum got back. “Y/n! I’m back!” He yelled as he walked on. “How was bass shopping?” I asked as he walked in. He looked at me and at the shirt I was wearing. “It was fine. I got a new bass.” Calum suddenly sounded like this was the most boring conversation in the world.I shrugged it off and let him go, maybe he was tired from walking around. It was time to head into the venue and I ran up to Calum to talk to him after I had given him some space. “So are you playing your new bass tonight?” I questioned. “Yeah.” He said as he quickened his pace. “Are you excited?” I continued. “Can you just leave me alone?” He raged. I stopped in my tracks. “I’ll be in the bus. Sorry.” I spun around and ran to the bus with tears streaming down my face. I’d ordered my weight in pizza and cheese breadsticks. I switched into my pajamas and stained my pillow with makeup and tears. I didn’t know what I did to Calum and he’d never been actually that angry with me. I fell asleep until I heard the boys get on the bus. “Where was Y/N tonight? She’s normally waiting for us after our set.” Ashton asked. “She’s in here; I think. I’m going to bed.”  Calum sighed. “Is there something going on between the two of you?” Ashton asked. “I’m. going. to. bed.” I could almost hear Ashton lift his hands up as Calum walked towards the bunks. I didn’t understand what his deal was and now he was mad at Ash too because of me… The tears started to come out again and got out of bed and ran into the back before anyone could hear me. The door slid shut behind me and I flopped onto the couch. “Can I get an answer out of you as to what’s going on or are you going to bed too?” Ashton whispered. I looked at the boy sitting on the opposite couch. “I would tell you if I knew, but I don’t. And damn, do I wish that I did.” I sighed. I eventually fell asleep on the couch while Ash watched some dumb movie. I woke up the next morning looking like a raccoon that got caught in a wind storm. My hairbrush and makeup remover were my best friends today. Luke came onto the bus looking like this was his walk of shame. “Where were you last night?” I asked sounding sadder than intended. “I went to the club and well, things progressed and..” “Oh. I hope it was a good time.” I said. I walked off the bus, grabbed my laundry, and walked into the hotel. I checked myself in and went to the laundry machines to begin.  I heard a pair of footsteps. “So, I don’t mean to open any wounds, but what did you do to Y/N?” Luke asked. “What did I do? What the hell do you mean? I didn’t even know you two had a thing until yesterday when I saw her wearing your fucking shirt and then you didn’t even come back last night. She was a mess last night and then you come back in the morning and tell her you cheated on her! Which isn’t fucking cool for a few reasons. 1. She’s my best friend. 2. Nobody should be treated like that. 3. YOU KNEW I LIKED HER AND YOU STILL DECIDED TO GO FOR HER AND BREAK HER HEART!” I heard something hitting the wall and I assumed it was Luke. “Dude, what the actual hell are you talking about? We aren’t a thing.” “Did she know that?” Calum questioned. I decided it was time to end this. I walked into the hallway. “Yes, Cal. Luke and I were never a thing. I was a mess last night because you freaked out at me for no reason. And I’m still a mess if you couldn’t tell. I don’t what I did, but this is between you and me; not me and Luke.” Calum let Luke out of his grip. He turned to me. “Why were you wearing his shirt then?” “He spilled coke on me and offered me a clean one because he knew I needed to do laundry. But your attitude makes me wish I’d just kept the spilled one on because I spent the night in the bus crying anyways.” I explained. “You could’ve borrowed one of mine.” He mumbled. “You would’ve freaked out at me! Do you not remember what you were like yesterday, Calum?” I yelled. “I wouldn’t have been mad at all if you just wore one of mine instead of his!” He yelled back. “Why would that even matter? It’s just a shirt.” Calum let out a huge sigh. “It does because I’m in love with you. And I want you to wear my shirts. I know we’re best friends, but like I want something more. God, I’ve wanted something more way before we even left for this tour. You wearing his shirt just like made me realize we aren’t more and that anyone could date you. And thinking about that makes my blood boil. I’m sorry if you don’t feel the same or whatever, but..” I cut him off. “Cal, I love you too. I wouldn’t look like this if I didn’t. I didn’t think you even liked me and I felt like I just came on this tour because you felt guilty leaving me like a puppy who follows you around everywhere.” He brings his lips to mine and pulls away. “If anything I’m the puppy that follows you around everywhere, babe. I don’t think I’ve ever gone shopping as much as when we started being best friends or had as many face masks or had as many lipstick swatches on my hands and arms as I did before. I did it because I was so freaking in love with you.” I blushed. “Do you want to be my girlfriend or continue to make me wait?” He asked. “As much fun as it sounds to make you wait, I’ll be your girlfriend.” I said. “FINALLY!” I heard all of the boys shout. 


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#59 with Luke Hemmings

Originally posted by smhlrh

“I really don’t think you want to know that”

Luke’s POV

Today was the day. After months of a break we were finally on stage again. I couldn’t wait, the excitement was going to kill me. My girlfriend, Y/N, kept telling me that I needed to calm down. How could I calm down? I was in my element when I was on the stage it was the moment I was my best. The best person I could be was during the concerts that I performed. Just to add on to the excitement I was feeling, Y/N was on tour with us this time. She would finally be seeing me on stage every night. Since we woke up this morning she has been trying to get me to calm down enough to make it through the day. She knows that it was going to be hard for me to calm down, she continues to try though. The interviewer looks at me basically jumping around in my seat. 

“Luke are you excited for tonight, it looks like you can’t even sit still,” the interviewer questioned. 

“I’m absolutely ecstatic for tonight, it’s the first time we have performed in a while. I feel like myself on stage and it’s when I’m my absolute best,” I excitedly reply. 

The interviewer then keeps going back and forth between the boys and I asking questions. We take some Twitter questions, play the paddle game, and much more. I tried to stay as focused as I possibly can when answering but every minute I look at the clock. I hope I don’t seem to rude because it may seem like I want this to be over but in reality, I just want time to speed up. 

*time skip to concert*

We are about halfway through the set now. Time has been flying by on stage, this crowd have been giving us nothing but energy the whole entire night. I forgot how loud the fans could be singing the lyrics back to us and cheering us along. I have put 100% into everything I have done tonight all the way from singing the songs to the guitar solo in Castaway. I hope the fans think we are doing an amazing job because they are giving us everything that they have got. I forgot how exhilarating being on stage is any nerves or tiredness I felt before was instantly washed away the minute I stood on stage. I was a little more nervous since my girlfriend is here watching us plus she looks gorgeous tonight but she seems to be having fun. Calum is talking right now about us coming back from our break to the crowd.

“Luke, buddy, how you doing? Incase you guys didn’t know he has been excited all day for tonight and his girlfriend is here watching us live for the first time,” Calum cheerfully expressed. 

“I’m doing amazing. I think Y/N has been liking the show because I see here lip-singing the words from side-stage and she keeps smiling, so that’s a good sign,” I replied.

“What are you guys going to do after the show? Anything fun,” Calum questions.

“I really don’t think you want to know that,” I say while smirking.

I look over at Y/N and she is blushing, to the point where her face is as red as a tomato. She gives me a look that says, I cannot believe you just said that in front of hundreds of people. I walk off stage really quick and peck her lips before I run back on stage. We keep playing for the rest of the night and now I have something else to look forwards to after the concert. 

Pizza Girl ♡ Corbyn Besson

Summary: Corbyn orders a pizza when they’re at a random stop on tour, and he quickly falls for the pizza delivery girl.

Warnings: none

Word Count: 2.4k (finally a long one, wow)

a/n: i haven’t uploaded in forever holy crap. but i’m super excited for this, and their just need to be more corbyn fluff in the world so here we go :) and also, i did a lot of pov changes, but i kinds made it a 3rd persons, hopefully i don’t confuse you too much!

(lowercase intended)

 “i’m hungry” daniel sighed, setting down the red controller he had in his hands. they had gotten tired of the same old, same old, staying in hotel rooms every night, always watching the random channels that they got on the small hotel t.v. a few stops back, they bought a x-box just for tour, hoping it would make them more entertained in their small hotel rooms over the next month or so. 

 “pizza?” jonah asked, setting his controller as well. corbyn raised his borws, suddenly deciding he wanted pizza. “but it’s 9:30 at night, are you sure any pizza places are open?” zach pipped up, looking at the other boys. “true” corbyn sighed, as he threw the menu he had in his hands back on the desk. “no, some might be open. maybe until 10 or something?” jonah laughed, as he walked over to the menu corbyn had set down seconds before. 

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A Ladies Weekend Away

A few months ago I attended Andrew’s best friend’s wedding, which was held at a gorgeous resort north of Toronto.  As soon as I arrived I remember telling Andrew, “my nieces would love this place,” and then a few months later I returned with my nieces, mom and sister, to put my theory to the test. 

The weather for our chosen weekend had looked dodgy-at-best all week, but despite the predicted rain and plummeting temperatures, we decided to go.  It was a bit of a whirlwind for me, as I took the red-eye plane from LA to Detroit Wednesday evening, slept in my own bed for maybe four hours Thursday morning (8am - 11ish), and then zoomed over the border to catch the train to Toronto.  

After a date night with Andrew, the next morning, bright n’ early(ish, as we first got brunch) we zoomed north to (the dark n’ stormy n’ beautiful) Severn Lodge. 

Luckily, bad weather doesn’t affect Lily’s mood and/or choice of clothing (she is going through a puffy dress (and mostly) pink phase) so we explored the grounds and planned out our activities. 

The next day we managed to sneak in a whole lot of activities between rain clouds; a paddleboat ride, canoe time (Lily was a champion and kept asking to go further out!), beach/sand-castle time, a swim to, and jump on the trampoline, and a dip in the pool. 

Lily apparently learnt to jump bellyflop into the pool and LOVED doing it. It looked so painful, but apparently it wasn’t.

Fun fact: I am weirdly really really good at canoeing. Like, I just naturally can control the paddle well enough to aim the canoe at a pin prick! Too bad it’s not really a useful talent. Ha

Around sunset the clouds started to part and we finally saw a little blue sky!

The next morning we woke up to sunny skies!  Unfortunately the weather was suddenly quite chilly (16C/60F), but that didn’t stop us from enjoying the day.

Beach time was plentiful ad fashionable (Can we please talk about Claire’s AMAZING little ruffled bathing suit down below? Because… !!!! )

And in the afternoon we headed out on the water on a gorgeous 1800s boat.  

The lodge itself dates back to the mid 1800’s where the Main Lodge building served as one of the headquarters for the Georgian Bay Lumber Company. It’s been added to over the years, and is today a great family resort (or wedding!) spot.  There are TONS of activities to keep kids busy, and it’s on a gorgeous west facing spot on Georgian Bay with gorgeous views. 

The rooms aren’t too fancy, but they’re nice enough, especially as you don’t spend too much time there. It was a little on the pricier side, but everything was included (all meals!) and I would highly recommend it as a weekend away. 

Isn’t this below room great? Claire was mesmerized by that fish! 

I am so thrilled we finally did this girls-trip weekend away, especially as we’ve been saying we would for years (even before Lily and Claire) and now that we’ve found a spot (and already booked next year!) it’s nice to know we’ll all have this special time together. 


DAY 1:
Favorite canon moment? There so many of them it’s hard choosing just one!!!! So I narrowed down to 3.

1) no one can argue that the very moment sakura hugged Sasuke, in an desperate attept to stop him! After he went berserk. The look……the look sasuke gave her?….. Not only was this the day the eyesmex started! But it was also the day when sasusaku Became everyone’s favorite ship❤❤❤

2)the second scene was so utterly precious!!. Sasuke was always seen as the tough, powerful and avengful shinobi. But this scene…..this moment is which he woke up after a month of being in a comma? He never looked more vulnerable. Finally we saw sasuke. THE REAL sasuke!! The damaged and alone boy! We finally started to understand him. He must have woke up so confused!…… Feeling so alone….. He didn’t even bother putting up a strong front!. You can see how lost he was. But when sakura came rushing in for a hug? He let her. He let her hold him so closely. Cause he needed someone to hold him like that. He needed to feel safe and comforted. And sakura gave him the comfort he always Desired since the day of the massacre. The way he looked at her? No one can deny the connection between them. Not even Naruto. That was the moment when sasusaku Became beautiful.

3) the last scene? Will always be my all time favorite scene. Sure one can argue if this is a moment! Sure one can argue if sakura was dumb and desperate to keep loving sasuke. Sure one can argue if sasusaku was dead.
But she wasn’t. It wasn’t. They weren’t. Because even after sasuke’s failed attempt in killing sakura? Instead of casting him aside. Instead of giving up on him. Sakura still cared deeply. She still cared for sasuke. She still felt pain in watching him suffer. She still held hope! Hope that he was not so far gone. Hope that her sasuke. The kind and strong boy who went berserk when someone hurt her, who let her hold him gently. who thanked sakura for loving him? Was still alive. This moment is when one realises that her love for sasuke will forever endure ( like the Cherry blossom she’s named after)
This scene was the most tragically! Beautiful scene ever!! Cause one can never deny sakura’s love. Sasusaku wasn't​ dead. Just lost. Just Oh so terribly lost. But hope was still with them. It never left.

Dear Journal,

I don’t know what’s wrong with Mother nature but the storm is still going strong. All night Sirius held me close to him and I finally fell asleep. We woke up the next day to heavy rain but no thunder.

“Goodmorning Sleeping beauty..” Sirius smiled, kissing my forehead.

“Goodmorning babe..” I yawned.

“Goodmorning love birds!” A familiar voice said.

James was sitting on his bed, folding his clothes into his trunk.

“Oh hi Prongs! Aren’t you with Lily?” I asked.

“Girls day. I guess i’m stuck with you two! Peter went somewhere with his hufflepuff friend or something.. And I’m here folding socks..” He giggled.

“If the girls are having a Girls day, we should have a Boys day too!” Sirius said.

“I wanted to go play quidditch but it’s raining and we can’t see because of the fog.. Are you guys up for a blanket fort and wizards chest?” He smirked.

“Yes! I love blanket forts! But I need breakfast!” I said.

“Let’s go eat and come back later then.” Sirius said, standing up.

When I stood up, my back and shoulders felt like they were on fire.

“Ouch..” I said, holding my shoulder in my hand.

“You okay?” Sirius asked.

“My back and shoulders feel so sore..”

“Babe the full moon is coming soon.. Maybe that’s why you’re feeling sore..” Sirius said.

I tried to stand up but it hurt.

“Pads it hurts..” I said trying to keep the tears in.

“It’s okay baby.. Just lay back down.. You’re okay.. It’s okay..” he said, helping me lay down.

“I hate it.. Why was I the one who was bitten? What did I do wrong?” i said, letting a few tears roll down my cheeks.

“Baby it’s not your fault..”

“It hurts..”

“I know babe.. Don’t cry please.. Do you want something hot on your back? A bath?” He asked, wipping my tears.

I nodded and James went in the bathroom to open the tap. Sirius sat down next to me and brushed his thumb on my temples. He looked heart broken.

“Here, i’ll carry you to the bathroom.” He smiled.

He slipped his hands under my legs ans arms and carried me into the bathroom. James left to go get breakfast for us. Sirius helped me undress without it being so painfull. The hot burning water felt good on my skin. Sirius sat on the edge of the bathtub and i leaned my head on his lap. He ran his fingers in my hair and I actually started to feel better.

“Is it too hot love?” He asked.

“Mhmm.. It’s perfect..” i mumbled.

“Do you want me to rub your back and shoulders?” He asked.

“Yes please..” i said.

He rubbed my shoulders and it felt good. It was slightly painful but at the same time it was relieving.

“Is it okay? Am I hurting you?”

“No.. It feels good..”

When James arrived with breakfast, i got dried up and layed down in the bed with my back against the headboard.

“You feel better mate?” James asked, handing me cinnnamon rolls.

“A bit..”

“If I make an extra comfy blanket fort, are you gonna come in it?” He asked smilling.

“Of course I will..” i smiled.

James and Sirius built up the fort as I watched them, giggling. When it was done, i moved into the comfy corner they made for me. We played chest and listened to good music. I don’t know if they both let me win so I could feel better.. but i won all chest games. We then watched a wizard movie with the projector James got last christmas. The image was reflecting on the white sheet tucked on the wall. During the movie, Sirius brushed his hands on my back. I don’t know what I did to get someone who cares so much about me, someone who is in love with me.. Someone like him.. But i’m thankful.

February 26th 1976