went too far this time though

Bruce: *walks into Batcave and sees Jason with a guitar* 

Jason: Hey B I wrote you a song! *sings to the tune of Piano Man by Billy Joel*

It’s 12 o'clock in Gotham City 
The Joker is busy killing everyone
There’s an old man sitting next to me
Makin’ love to his Catwoman cuz he’s nasty 

He says, “Son, you gotta stop shooting bad guys”
And I’m like “Bruce, don’t tell me what to do”
Cuz I died and he cried but I came back and stuff
When I wore green Robin panties

(Batkids join in)
La la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum

Sing us a song, you’re the Batman
Beat up some thugs tonight
Cuz you’re boring and brooding and it’s getting annoying
And you’re the one and only Dark Knight

Now Roy from the Outlaws is my BFF
I hang out with him and Kori
And he’s quick with a joke or to shoot an arrow in your foot
And together we like pissing off Batman
He says, “Jaybird you’re the most awesome guy ever”
As we kicked an alien’s ass
And I’m like “I know I’m the coolest
“Learned it all from the All Caste”

Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum

Now Dick was Batman while you were dead
He never had time for Barbara cuz he sucks at relationships
And Tim’s dead inside cuz everyone he likes died
And he probably hasn’t slept in five years

Oh Damian is a murderous freaking demon spawn
Who is probably gonna kill someone the second he’s left alone 
Also Steph keeps stealing all the food from my fridge
But I don’t mind cuz I stole it from the manor anyway

Sing us a song you’re the Batman
You have a cool British butler 
Also you don’t know when to stop adopting orphans
And you probably need an intervention by now

By the way Cass stole my jacket yesterday
And you didn’t even care when I told you
So I went to all of your Rogues and gave them your number
So suck it old man, you totally deserved it  
And you’ve had seven sidekicks so far
And at least six of them have died at some point
Now I’m starting to think maybe that’s a bad sign
But oh well it’s too late to deal with that now 

Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum

Sing us a song you’re the Batman
And you’ve got a pet cow for some reason even though I’ve asked you several times for a dog and you kept telling me we couldn’t have animals in the Batcave but I guess that’s just a big fat lie so fuck you Bruce  
Well we’re all in the mood for some crimefighting
And by the way you’re really old 

Jason: *guitar solo and ends song* What’d ya think old man? 

Bruce: … 

Bruce: *tired sigh* Where is the sweet embrace of death when you need it 

Into You (4/?)

Summary- When all the media seems to talk about is Tom’s new girl, and what a perfect couple you are, all you want is to be in his arms again.

AN- Sorry this took so long, I just had so much school work, and I’m really busy all next week so hopefully I’ll spam this weekend for you guys

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PART FOUR - MY EVERYTHING

You were trapped.

There was no better word for it. It seemed as though every where you turned there they were, him and his perfect girl. The girl that was once you, but at the same time wasn’t you. Because Tom never flaunted you, he never wanted to be seen out together, you never so much as went for coffee together.

Yet, you longed for him, to be curled up on the sofa watching whatever rubbish horror movie you could find on Netflix, snacking on far too many sweets knowing it would make training a thousand times worse on Monday. The jealousy towards Nina, the blonde who had been draped on his arm, continued to simmer in you, and you could feel it grow bigger with each headline you read, or each photo you saw.

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When Angels Answer

Title: When Angels Answer

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 5,600(ish)

Warnings:Descriptions of spousal abuse, terminal cancer, character death, angsty, fluffy, smutty, tear your heart out stuff

A/N: I would love, love, LOVE, feedback on this!! Angst isn’t usually my thing so let me know how it is!! Enjoy!!



Today you’d been diagnosed with stage one breast cancer. And you were happy. How’s that for a fucked up life view?  This was the happiest drive home you’d had in 15 years.

Home was your own personal prison cell. You did as you were told because why would you further anger an already hate filled man?

This was your way out. You were only allowed one doctor’s appointment a year, apparently his care for you was enough to keep you healthy for ages. In reality, he didn’t want anyone seeing his fists handiwork. The one appointment a year meant you wouldn’t receive treatment. You could let the cancer grow and spread. You had a way out.

Sound extreme? Oh, it definitely is. Do you know what else is extreme though? Being thrown down a flight of stairs to be dragged back up by your hair, to take a steel toed boot to the gut and tumble right back down again. Why? You accidentally spilled his beer while he tried to have sex with you.

Running never worked, his grip on you was too tight. He tracked your cellphone that must be on you at all times. He counted the mileage on the car before and after you drove, only certain pre-approved routes were able to be used, so he would know if you spent any extra time out of the house. The neighbors all thought you were an adulterous slut, thanks to your lovely hubby of course, and whenever they saw you leave the house when he wasn’t home they assumed you were going to cheat and would call him right away.

There was no way out, until now.

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Yugyeom Imagine - V App

A/N - I feel like it’s been absolutely ages since one of my lovely mutuals @datyugyummy requested this! Sorry it took so long to get done but I hope you enjoy it regardless~

I’d like to request a Yugyeom one shot (who would have guessed? 😂) where he and the reader go on the V App for the first time together as a couple and make either a cute lil live stream or make a more mature, slightly smut suggestive one. Doesn’t really matter, I leave that up to you ^^ That’d be awesome 😍

It had been about two weeks since you and Yugyeom had gone public. The main reason had been partly because of the dating ban but also because you were unsure of how the fans would react. So far, nothing too bad had happened apart from the odd sasaeng fan who claimed that Yugyeom had ‘changed’ since he started dating you even though you had known each other and been together for a while before you went public. But today, Yugyeom had planned to do a v app livestream where he properly introduced you to the fans as his girlfriend. To say you were nervous would be an understatement. You were scared the fans wouldn’t like you, even though Yugyeom had reassured you so many times that if he loved you, then all of his fans will too.

You were both in his room in the dorm setting up the phone to start the broadcast. Yugyeom had the phone while you sat there, feeling the nerves build up. 
“Yugy?”
“Yes, jagiya?”
“What if the fans don’t like me?”
“I’ve already told you, love. They will absolutely adore you just like I do,” he replied, gently tapping your nose and smiling at you cutely. He then clicked the button to start the broadcast, making sure you were out of sight so he could surprise the fans. 
“Hello everyone~ As you can see in the title, I’ve got a special guest with me today,” he said, smiling brightly into the phone camera. His eyes flickered across the comments people were leaving and he giggled. “No, it’s not one of the members~ This person is very special to me and none of you have met them yet.” You were playing the livestream on your own phone just so you could see the comments and noticed a lot of them were asking ‘is it your girlfriend?’ and ‘will you finally show us your girlfriend?’
“Ah, so many of you guessed it! Yes, my girlfriend is here today. Jagiya, want to come here?”

You shuffled closer to him so your face was now on screen and the fans could see you. The comments surged with a lot of positive messages saying how pretty you were or how cute you looked together. 
“Want to introduce yourself, jagiya?”
“Yes, hello everyone! I’m (Y/N), Yugyeom’s girlfriend. Please don’t get too jealous~” You said laughing as you watched the comments move up the screen. They all seemed to like you so far and there were very few negative people leaving messages.
“So if you guys want to ask us any questions then we’ll answer them for the next 10 minutes or so,” Yugyeom said, smiling at you before turning back to the camera. 
“Yep, ask us anything you want! We’re just in the dorm waiting for the other members to come back with food,” you explained to the camera.
“Someone asked which members are in the dorm. Apart from us two it’s just Youngjae hyung and Jaebum hyung. One is playing video games and the other is sleeping, can you guess which one’s which?” Yugyeom asked teasingly, making you laugh.

The two flew by quickly as you answered questions about how you both met, what your first date was like. A lot of fans were asking you what Yugyeom was like as a boyfriend and when you told them how lovely, sweet and caring he was, he just blushed and hid his face in his hand from embarrassment. 
“Jagiyaaa you’re ruining my manly reputation!”
“You can’t ruin what was never there, Yugy.”
“Wow my own girlfriend doesn’t care about me,” he said, going all cute and pouty for you. Giggling, you poked his cheek and softly kissed his nose like he often did to you which only made him blush even deeper. The sounds of the other members arriving home interrupted your cute and teasing antics. They all came in to say hi to the fans and tell them they were stealing you both away so you could eat. Once Yugyeom had ended the livestream, he said to you, “I told you the fans would love you. They couldn’t stop saying how cute you are!”
“I’m glad you were right and that they aren’t too mad I’ve stolen their favourite from them,” you replied, smiling as you leaned in to kiss him softly.
“Can you two save the cuteness until you’re alone? Some of us are trying to eat over here,” Jinyoung interrupted, giving you both death stares. A deep blush quickly covered your faces as you realised you weren’t actually alone. Yugyeom leaned in to whisper in your ear. 
“Don’t worry, when we’re on our own, I’ll be as cute as you want me to be.”

anonymous asked:

RFA + Saeran react to MC man spreading all the time. I man spread, and my parents scold me, but damn it, it's comfortable!!

Yoosung

  • He’d come home to find you one leg on the top of the couch, where your head is supposed to rest and the other lying flat on the cushions
  • It honestly looked really uncomfortable, but at the same time, he knew it wasn’t. Baby boy does the same shit
  • He’d also sit in the weirdest positions, the only time he didn’t was when gaming because that was way too important to mess around with
  • When you’re sitting relatively normal with your legs wide open he’ll just plop in between them and beg for attention like the small puppy that he is
  • Honestly he doesn’t even care

Zen

  • After one of his late night practices Zen came home to find you sitting on the couch with your legs so far apart he classified it as a split
  • Various thoughts went through his mind, some fairly dirty and others that-no, no they were all dirty.
  • JFC Zen
  • Instead of acting on these thoughts though, he sat next to you and pushed your legs together
  • “That’s not very lady-like MC.”
  • The look you gave him did not help stop his thoughts, so you know how that night ended

Jaehee

  • Normally Jaehee will scold you whenever you man spread because she tends to have very formal posture
  • But then you begin to notice that whenever she comes home from a particularly long day of work she’s man spreading herself
  • She sees you smirking at her from the entryway and groans, you’re never going to let her live this down
  • It’s never officially mentioned but whenever the two of you are there together there’s competitions on who can man spread the best
  • Jaehee always wins. Always.

Jumin

  • The first time he catches you your ear almost falls off from his scolding
  • The second time you just catch a disappointed look before he gives you  the silent treatment
  • “What if someone important came up here and saw you sitting like that?”
  • Whenever he took you to fancy events he was always keeping an eye on you making sure you didn’t changed into a man spread because that was not appropriate
  • You tended to be pretty well behaved though, your posture staying proper for the duration of the evening
  • Not to mention, because he’s extremely petty he would push your legs together, just for you to look him straight in the eye, with an unchanging expression and put your legs right back into their old position

Seven

  • He doesn’t man spread but he does sit in the most awkward positions
  • You’ll catching him sitting upside down and reading, or doing a head-stand and trying to hack, and one time he was laying on the back of the couch
  • He has no room to judge you for anything because anything he could judge you for he also does, but 10 times worse.
  • He, like Yoosung, also likes to plop down right between your legs and beg for attention
  • But every time he sees you doing this he measures how far apart your knees are and he keeps a chart of the various distances and has a small celebration whenever a new record is set

Saeran

  • Honestly Saeran couldn’t care less
  • You could sit any way you wanted as long as you didn’t break anything
  • Sometimes it would be strange when you would wit on his lap and attempt to get comfortable but it was an interesting experience
  • Because Saeran sits the same way with no shame he doesn’t see why you can’t?

~Love, Peony who is sorry this isn’t longer but like, it’s seriously an ask about sitting there isn’t much I could do lol


*Requests Closed*

My sister, Jessica there, caught me and I ended up like this… I’m sure she’s satisfied!

It’s my fault, I guess. We can look identical since we’re twins as long as we try. Well, I was trying and I ended up sleeping with her boyfriend- a couple times. I didn’t mean to, really! He mistook me for her one night and… I got carried away.

He was so amazing though! I couldn’t help myself, I’d let him think I was her any day if he’d fuck me like that again~

This last time was the best by far! I’d went over to his house, dressed up in Jessica’s cloths. He let me in and we talked for a little bit about her volleyball team- I had to make some stuff up but he didn’t notice.

Finally we were both getting ready. Before I knew it we were making out. I got up to go to his bed room but I guess he was too excited to wait because he actually bent me right over his kitchen island and pulled my black yoga pants down.

He grabbed my hips and slammed in like he was in heat! It was fantastic. God, it was so sexy- he kept groaning about how sexy I was and how much tighter I felt than usual, moaning Jessica’s name as he pounded me. And he’s big too! I couldn’t believe Jess could take his thick, eight inch shaft so easy, I had to work not to moan to loudly.

He pressed down on me, leaning over me as he pounded me into the counter! It felt so good, I loved it so much~

Before long I could feel him twitching and pulsing, signalling he was almost done. I sighed a little, he always pulled out. I didn’t want to get pregnant, but I wanted it to go on forever. But… he just kept slamming into me, pounding deeper.

I tried to look back and as what he was doing but before I could he slammed in, balls deep and started to pump the thickest load of cum right into my womb! I panicked knowing his cum was meant for Jessica, not me, but couldn’t stop him. I just listened to him groaning as he unloaded, as if he’d wanted to breed me all along!

Finally he pulled out, but not before leaving my belly full of hot cum… I moaned, pulling my cloths on as he waved good by.

It turns out, Jess found out! And she told her boyfriend, the next time they had sex, she’d be safe so he could finish in her. That sneaky little-!
…Ugh, I guess I deserve it. But now I have to live with his baby swelling my belly up for nine months. And every time she sees me, she rubs my belly and asks how I liked her boyfriend with a laugh.

That’s what I get, I guess…

Overwatch - Meihem - New Year

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趕在2017農曆初一的po圖!!!

不知不覺已經過了一年啦~
而且不知不覺人數也超過400人了!!!Σ(゚Д゚
真的很感謝各位的支持>W<

這次的衣服細到讓我有點開心到瘋掉(?
但幸好放假了有一整天的時間
放假了一整個放鬆阿~ˊw ˋ(除了大掃除有點累之外

這次小美的skin終於有比較好看的更新啦!!!
雖然我覺得嫦娥skin比較好看,但畢竟是新年,而且離七月又太遠了,所以…有機會再說吧XDD

(Eng)
Made to posted this picture in the first day of lunar year!!!

Can’t believe it’s been another year~
And CAN’T believe I have over 400 followers!!!Σ(゚Д゚
Really appreciate>w<

The clothes are so detailed that I nearly went crazy happily(?
Luckly I have whole day time since it’s winter vacation.
Relaxing vacation~ˊw ˋ(except the New Year clean-up

Finally we have some pretty Mei skin in this update!!!
Though I love the Chang'e skin better, but since it’s New Year, and it’s too far away from July, sooooooo… maybe next time XDD

Nursey knew how it was supposed to go.  He was meant to find a nice girl, marry her, take over his father’s business, work there until retirement, and have kids who could take over the family business from him someday.

Nursey had known this since he was a kid, and had always hated how his life had been decided for him since before he was born.  He had given out, thrown tantrums, sulked.  But nothing had changed it.  His father would give out to him, before explaining that was “just how it is Derek”, and heading to work.  His mom would comfort him, but she couldn’t change how things were either.

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such great heights — part two

“C’mon, live a little. Do something different and let your hair down, H.” Kimber sighed, but then realised what she said and let out a chuckle. “Or not. Since, y’know, you’ve got none left.”

Harry frowned, holding his arms over his head in a poor attempt to hide his short hair. “Hey, be nice,” he grumbled. “It’s still new and…weird.”

read on 1dff when it returns // read on tumblr below // story page

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anonymous asked:

Hello, just want to know your opinion about SS on 685. What do you think was on Sasuke's and Sakura's mind during that time? And was that sexual tension between them with the whole eye contact thing? Thank you!

For this, allow me to paraphrase part of a previous post of mine :)


When Sasuke was trapped in another dimension at the hands of Kaguya, Sakura and Obito took it upon themselves to save him and bring him back to the fight. However, this was always going to be an extremely difficult task because it would mean having to travel between dimensions one by one, until they chanced upon Sasuke’s location. This would consume vast amounts of chakra and would put an enormous strain on the body. However, Sakura and Obito would give it everything they had, because they knew how important it was to get Sasuke back. So with Sakura using her Byakugou Seal to enhance Obito’s dimension travelling capabilities, they set out to retrieve Sasuke:

The dimensions themselves proved to be rather treacherous, as various environmental hazards, including a dimension filled with acid, seemed set on hindering their progress:

However, in her determination, Sakura was thinking very quickly. She avoided taking any serious injuries from the acid, and shrugged off the ones that she did sustain. In comparison to the significance of the task at hand, such flesh wounds were trivial; she was determined to reach Sasuke as soon as possible:

And when they finally found him, in a dimension roaming an empty desert, they had no time to celebrate their success. Both Sakura and Obito knew that their reserves of chakra were dangerously low and they wouldn’t be able to hold the portal open for much longer, so they urged him to hurry, before it was too late:

However, as they feared, the portal was closing far too quickly, and it didn’t seem as though Sasuke would make it to them in time:

Sakura had realized this, and while gazing into Sasuke’s eyes as he ran towards them, her resolve to save Sasuke was impeccable:

She subsequently went beyond her limits, and with a cry of desperation, she proceeded to pour every last ounce of her chakra into Obito, in one last attempt at keeping the portal open for just a moment longer:

Sakura’s efforts had initially seemed successful, as the portal once again grew bigger. However, the strain of keeping the portal open for such an extended period of time was proving to be a little beyond what Obito’s body could handle, and he was forced to shut it, seemingly before Sasuke was able to cross the portal:

And after having put so much effort into rescuing Sasuke, only to have it end in failure, I’m sure Sakura and Obito felt defeated in more ways than one. Especially Sakura, who’s incentives for saving Sasuke went far beyond the fact that he was necessary in defeating Kaguya. She wanted to save the person that she loved, and to have come so close, only to fall at the last hurdle must have been extremely difficult to accept. She was so exhausted after her efforts that she could no longer even hold herself upright:

And as she was falling, Sasuke caught her from behind, revealing that he had indeed made it through the portal in time; they had succeeded in saving him:

And I can only imagine what was going through both of their minds as they looked into each other’s eyes here. I’d assume Sakura felt elation and relief on an unprecedented level. And as for Sasuke, he most likely felt acknowledgement, gratitude, and curiosity. Acknowledgement that without her, he would have been doomed. Sincere gratitude, because Sakura gave beyond everything she had to save his life. And curiosity, wondering why she was still so willing to risk so much for his sake, after everything that had transpired:

This scene didn’t exhibit sexual tension, but there was definitely tension in the general sense. So after their brief moment, Sasuke would proceed to explain how he managed to make it through the portal in time:

And would ensure that they both knew that he was thankful for their efforts:


They would go on about as usual with their business following this, as they returned to the battlefield to continue the struggle against Kaguya. But this was no doubt a very important for the both of them :)

It's not a good fic but there have the thing!

Lance took in a deep breath, holding the sink rim in a tight grip, his knuckles white with the effort. He’d been fighting with himself for weeks over whether or not to tell the others about his sexuality.

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Trances

@joleanart : The artwork is beautiful. It’s a great depiction of one my favorite ideas that happen between these two. I just had to write something based off of it! Hopefully, it doesn’t suck too much. :/ 


Will was in a trance. It wasn’t surprising; however, it could be dangerous. Just to him, though. It happened sometimes when he was on the verge of losing a patient. This was one of the only times that he cracked under the pressure. Of course, he did the best he could with all of his patients. It’s just that sometimes… it wasn’t enough.

She was 15. A couple of demigods had been assembled to pick up a demigod not far from camp. She was one of the ones that went on the mission. It was her first time on a mission outside of camp. Will remembered seeing her excited, yet determined face at the campfire the night Chiron asked for some volunteers. He could tell that she wanted to her part and help both the incoming demigod and the camp. The camp waved them off the next morning, expecting them back around mid-afternoon to early evening. They wished them all of the luck in the world. But… demigods weren’t usually lucky. They were attacked just short of the border and she had hung back, doing her best to defend the other two. They did manage to kill the monster and bring her back in. But blood was pouring out of her at that point. She was taken to Will immediately. 

His head was swimming and everything around him seemed muddled, almost as if he were submerged in water. His eyes were focused intensely on the body before him. His fingers flew, while he was doing surgery, doing his absolute best to patch things up. Will knew she was counting on him to save her life. And was going to do it. He was, he was, HE WAS. Beads of sweat popped out on his forehead and he could feel his eyes sting as they were brimmed with tears of both anguish and frustration. 

“Come on. Come on!” He pressed his hands on her chest and began rhythmically pumping. 

1, 2, 3, 4; Silence

Again

1, 2, 3, 4; Silence

One more—  

“Will? Will, stop.” 

There was only one person that could manage to get through to him in this state. Will shook his head. He wasn’t allowed back here… He regained his focus and began to try again. 

“Come on! Come back. I know you can do it! You’re one of the strongest people here.” 

1, 2, 3, 4; Silence

Come Back.

1, 2, 3, 4; Silence 

This time—

An olive hand suddenly was placed over two blood-soaked ones. 

Will. Please. She isn’t coming back.” 

Silence. Will blinked, coming back to reality. Her eyes were open, glazed over, staring blankly at the ceiling. No heartbeat, no pulse, no… nothing. Beside him stood the son of Hades, staring sympathetically at both Will and the fresh corpse. Moving his hand off of Will’s, he reached over and closed the girl’s eyes. He put his hand back on Will’s. Azure eyes locked with coffee-brown ones. 

“I’m so sorry. You did your best, I know you did. But… I’m sorry. She’s not coming back.” 

Nico had him in his arms before Will’s knees hit the floor. 

The Sight of the Stars

(Okay! So this is my super, abysmally late Star Trek Network Gift Exchange gift for @orsonkraennic. I’m sorry this is so late! Life and school and I started one, but then didn’t like it so switched and…yeah. I tried to incorporate two of your prompts, and I hope I’m able to make you smile! Thank you for being so understanding. Anyways, Enjoy!)


“I love you.”

The first-time Jim had said those words to Leonard, he hadn’t paid much attention. “You have a concussion,” he’d informed Jim, and slipped his pen-light back into his coat pocket before going to prepare a hypo to reduce some of the swelling. “Save your confessions for the next person who gives you an orgasm.”

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So Yang is known the be the prankster of her team, but my question is did her team ever get her back for her pranks? Either together or solo? (Asked by avidmastermind)
  • Yang, grins with her arms behind her head: As if they could ever out-prank me.
  • Ruby, grumpily: I mean we've tried.
  • Blake, behind a book: Never works though.
  • Weiss, sighs: Not a single time.
  • Yang, walking over to her bed: Yup, none of you can get me. Ever. I'm just too goo-
  • Yang, jumping onto her bed as she's talking, but gets interrupted as an airbag hidden under her blankets goes off and smashes her into Blake's bunk, causing it to wobble off the books and fall onto her: OH WHAT THE F-
  • Blake, walking over to the mess of bunks and books: Do...you think we went too far?
  • Weiss, now standing beside Blake, kneels down and prods at Yang's arm which is sticking out the side: Is...she okay?
  • Ruby, holding onto her head with a panicked expression: Haha....c'mon Yang...we know you're fine...
  • Yang, muffled: Vrow....yhu guizsh gaht me
  • RWB, collectively sighing: Phew
Truth or Dare- Poe Dameron

Originally posted by the-return-of-the-imagines


Pairing: Poe Dameron/OC

Request: A Poe request for you: on the odd quiet night, in the wee hours, drinking games are played among pilots and mechanics. Someone starts handing out “truth or dare” styled challenges (whether that’s a game that exists for them or not is up to you). Tipsy and overly-honest first kisses ensue.

Warnings: Fluff

A/N: Ugh I loved this. I would love to write more Poe <3


I opened the hatch of the X-Wing and sucked in a deep breath of fresh air, expelling the stale cockpit air from my lungs. Despite having landed more than a full five minutes ago, my nerves were still tingling, a childish grin plastered on my face. It was always amazing to me how that feeling never changed…I must have flown a thousand flights since I’d first started flying, over a decade ago, and that feeling of adrenaline never grew old. I hoped it never would.

I carefully climbed over the side of the cockpit and dropped to the ground, landing on my feet. I could feel my hair sticking beneath my helmet and pulled it off, running a hand through my tangled locks.

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Ginny ran upstairs and thudded the door behind her.

“Don’t go downstairs,” she warned, leaning against the door. “Ever.”

Harry took the pillow off his head, and Hermione looked up from her book, expression concerned. “Are they still crying, then?”

“Crying, fighting, moaning…” Ginny thought about the scene she’d just extricated herself from. “It’s a mess. It started with Mum and now everyone’s caught it. What they all really need is a little breathing space.”

She walked over to her narrow bed where Harry was stretched out, Hermione slouched at the foot doing work with his feet over her knees.

“Is Ron still with George?” Hermione asked, scooting over to make a space.

“Yeah…they’re in the back garden. Bill went out there, too. I don’t know…” Ginny sighed, so tired. “I just don’t know.”

She nudged her way into the spot between Harry, Hermione, and the wall. Her hand and Harry’s hand found each other at once, and she relaxed into the comfort of her small room, of warmth and solitude.

She studied Harry. He was so exhausted; three days stubble shadowed his face, his hair a mess of bedhead. His hand was big and warm and strong in hers, tracing his thumb up and down the inside of her wrist.

Hermione suddenly eased up, causing the bed to jostle and creak. “I think I’ll go find Ron,” she said, collecting her parchment and book. “Oh, don’t go,” Ginny said, catching onto her sweater. “I told you it’s a total mess down there.”

“That’s alright, I’ve avoided everything enough so far…I expect we’ll be back before too long, though.” She went.

Ginny turned her attention back to Harry. “How were things really, yesterday?”

She knew “yesterday” had turned into “all of the night” and “this morning.” They were never going to stop needing him, or recognize his needs and limits. The end of war didn’t really signify an end at all, she was finding, but an endless aftermath. It was a draining, taxing, strained span of time. And they were all in it, but Harry continued to be the beating heart of it all. No matter what he wanted.

He ran a hand over his face. “Just…a mess, honestly. The whole place is a web of lies and corruption and everyone’s got a different story for how things went on and why they did what they did during the war. It’s just…” He shook his head, beyond articulating it.

Ginny leaned sideways until she was lying in the thin space beside him, nearly on top of him. She traced a light finger over his jawline, his eyebrow, his scar. His eyes closed under her hand. 

“If only you had helped during the war, somehow.” She sighed, winding her finger over the shape of his scar, upward to his disheveled hair. “And made yourself useful.”

His mouth twitched. “If only.”

Seven Angst Pt. 1

Genre: Angst

Characters: MC x Seven/Luciel

a/n: Here are the Headcanons that this originated from: MC and the boys have a fight.   Angst fics so far: Zen Part 1 , Yoosung Part 1, Seven Part 1


You trudged into your Fiance’s office ready to confront him once again. Luciel had been working non-stop for 5 days straight. He was so stressed he had regressed to his bad habits of not eating or sleeping properly. He refused to come out of his office for dinner or come to bed when you asked him to.

You were getting super worried but he wouldn’t listen to you at all. You continued to confront him but to no avail. This time however, would be different. He was going to eat a good meal, take a shower, and a nap even if you had to force him to.

You began to pick up crumpled bags of chips and half empty cans of PhD Pepper. You threw them into a trash bag and once you were done you decided it was time to get Luciel’s attention.

You went to him and wrapped your arms around him to get his attention. You loved him even if he hadn’t washed in five days and smelled like potato chips.

“Luciel, honey, you’ve been up for days. Come take a nap with me” you cooed into his ear.

“Babe, I would love to but I just can’t.” he whined back.

His dark circles looked like bruises under his eyes and you bit your lip and tried again.

“If you’ll eat something healthy and take a shower I’ll make it worth your while” you flirted.

That seemed to do the trick. He paused his work and actually did what you asked for once. After he was clean and had eaten a healthy lunch the two of you ended up in bed. You were making out but he kept falling asleep.

You told him you could continue this after he got some sleep and he agreed. Damn, should’ve thought of this earlier. You promised to wake him up in two hours. After he finally passed out from exhaustion you called Vanderwood.

You thought that Vanderwood would be understanding. You guys were on almost friendly terms at this point. He mostly just liked it that he didn’t have to pick up after Luciel anymore.

During the call, Vanderwood didn’t say anything at and you were proud of yourself thinking you were helping. Maybe now Luciel won’t be so overworked.

You woke Luciel up even though you wanted to let him sleep. He always looked so adorable when he slept. He got back to work right away without even remembering your promise. Before he could get too far into work he got a call.

You went it to check on him when it seemed like maybe he was done with the call. He was still on the phone he just wasn’t speaking. The call went on for a long time and at one point he looked up at you in shock. After that his face turned red and he looked a little angry.

You tried to leave the room but he made a motion that told you to sit down and stay put while he finished the call. When the person on the other end hung up he swiveled around and stared at you.

“MC, do you know who I was just talking to on the phone?” he said in a deathly quiet voice.

You said nothing, waiting for him to elaborate.

“That was Vanderwood, and he said the funniest thing to me. He said that I shouldn’t be in this line of work if I can’t handle the pressure.” His started raising his voice  

“I was pretty shocked when he said that and when I asked what he was talking about he told me that you called him, but it turns out it wasn’t him it was the director, to chew him out about my workload. He said I shouldn’t take on more than I think I can handle. Now, why would he say that?”

“Luciel I was just worr-” You started to say but stopped when you saw his hand gesturing you to stop speaking.

“No, MC You had no right to do that. I don’t care what you thought. I thought I made this clear. I know what I can handle.” He had raised his voice. Not quite to the point of yelling but nearly there.

You’ve never seen him this angry before and you were scared. You decided that maybe staying quiet and letting him vent would help. That was the wrong move as he seemed to just get more frustrated with your silence.

“YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND WHAT MY JOB IS LIKE SO STOP BUTTING IN. MY WORK DOESN’T CONCERN YOU SO STOP INVOLVING YOURSELF. YOU HAD NO RIGHT AT ALL TO CALL VANDERWOOD.” At this point, he grabbed your shoulders and was shaking you roughly.

Tears were forming in your eyes “ Luciel stop you’re hurting me.” When he still wouldn’t let go you shoved him off of you harshly.

“I just thought I was helping you. Because of work you haven’t been eating or sleeping properly. I was only thinking about you.” You started to raise your voice as well.

“I don’t need you here MC, I don’t want your help. Stop interfering with my work and leave me alone.” When seven finally looked up at you his face fell upon seeing the pain on your face.

It felt as if your heart stopped beating. Your mind kept replaying the words “I don’t need you here.”  

“Y-you don’t mean that do you Luciel? I know you’re upset but this isn’t funny.” When he didn’t respond your heart shattered. You started to cry harder.

“Well, if that’s how you really feel then I guess this is it then.” You turned towards the door not feeling welcome there anymore.Right before you turned the doorknob you stopped and you prayed that your voice wouldn’t waver again.

“Goodbye Seven” you said through choked sobs.

Then you walked out, your heart breaking as the door shut behind you.

anonymous asked:

the reader and kara are bffs (but they're both super into each other) and the reader is stuck in an abusive relationship with this guy. kara finds bruises all over the readers body and she goes to beat the shit out of the readers bf. the reader stops kara from taking it too far (since she has super strength) "calm down kara! it's okay, I'm fine!" "no, it's not okay! look what he did to you! you...you deserve to much better" and then they kiss

Originally posted by kara-zorel

Alright. Not super comfortable writing abuse, I hinted towards it though so it still fits in the prompt. Trigger Warning: Abuse

“Kara..”

“No, Y/N!” Kara interrupts you, on the verge of tears after she got a good look at your bruised abdomen. “This ends now!” She begins to storm off, but you caught her arm.

“Kara, don’t! Please, you’ll kill him.”

“That’s not necessarily a bad thing.”

“I’m serious, Kara.” You sighed. “Please, just don’t do anything, okay? Let me deal with him.”

“You said that last time-”

“I know I did, but you’re right. He went too far this time, and I’ll make sure he knows that.”

“Please do, Y/N. I hate seeing you like this, and you know how I feel about him.”

“Well, to be fair you’ve never liked any of my boyfriends. Or girlfriends.” You smirked, trying to lighten the mood a little, but Kara wasn’t having it.

“Y/N-”

“Okay, okay. I will talk to him. Trust me, Kara. I’m an adult and I can handle myself.”

“I know that, but it’s him I’m worried about.”

You sighed before making her an offer. “Tell you what, I will call you before I go talk to him tomorrow, and if you want you can scope out the place. You can come flying in if anything goes wrong. Okay?”

“Okay. I just hope it won’t came to that.”


It came to that. 

You tried to break it off with him, but he had other ideas. He couldn’t even finish raising his hand before the wall had a huge hole in it as Kara came flying in. In her Supergirl costume.

Before you knew it, your best friend, your alien best friend with super strength, wasn’t pulling any punches on your very human soon to be ex-boyfriend.

“Calm down, Kara! It’s Okay! I’m fine!” You shouted as you pulled Kara off.

“No, It’s not Okay! Look what he did to you! You… You deserve so much better Y/N.”

A moment of silence passed between you two before you decided to speak up. “Alright. I..I’ll call the cops and they can deal with him. Just fly me home please?”

“Okay.”


It’s been a few weeks. The cops arrested your ex and Kara’s been nothing short of amazing as you were beginning to recover from what happened.

You really didn’t realize how bad it actually was. You looked up common signs of an abusive relationship and were shocked to learn that almost all of them applied to the relationship you just left.

“Hey.” Kara walked up to you, taking you out of you’re thoughts. “How are you doing?”

“Eh, same.” You shrugged. “Thank you, Kara.”

“For what?”

“Are you kidding? For everything. You were right, I do deserve better. And I hope that…”

You trailed off as you looked up and got lost in Kara’s face. Deciding actions speak louder than words, you leaned in and brought your lips against Kara’s. You felt Kara kiss you back before she pulled away.”

“I-I’m sorry, Kara. I just-”

“No, no don’t be sorry. I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time.” She said and you both smiled before she continued. “But, you just got out of an abusive relationship, and I think you need time before jumping into something else.” You nodded in understanding. She was right, you needed time.

“Thanks, Kara. Just… wait for me?”

“Whenever you’re ready, Y/N. But, I’ll be here for you no matter what.”

Hanzo;

※ When he first found out about your…weak spot, it was by accident. He was showering you in kisses on your face when you had craned your neck and, oop, did he just kiss your collarbone?

※ Your first reaction was to flinch away from him and he was scared that he did something wrong. His eyes showed much concern and he looked like he was already beating himself up about it.

※ You were stumbling over your words when you tried to explain the situation.

※ When you finally got the words out both you and him were blushing. You more than him.

※ He apologizes immediately and makes a mental note to not touch you there unless given persmission.


McCree;

※ Woo, boy, does this cowboy love PDA. That’s actually how he found out about your sensitivity.

※ You and him were messing around, making jokes with everyone, when you told him to look at you and, when he did, gave him a gentle kiss on his cheek.

※ He took this as a challenge, and the others took this as their cue to leave.

※ Soon, you were a laughing and blushing mess with all the affections he was giving you. Giving you kisses on your cheeks, nose, forehead, and lips.

※ Unfortunately for you, he started trailing kisses down your neck and onto your collarbone area which ignited a small gasp noise to leave you and for you to quickly move away from him.

※ He was confused at first, wondering if he did something he shouldn’t have, but it quickly faded away when he realized just how badly you were suddenly blushing. Sure, he’s seen you blush many shades but this was…new.

※ You had to silently explain what happened and hope that no one was listening.

※ When you told his about your “problem” a grin spread across his face as he put a hand over his heart, the other in the air, and promised to never kis you there again…unless you wanted him to.


Zenyatta;

※ It was a bit awkward when Zenyatta found out about your secret. Why? Because he wasn’t the one who found out.

※ Let me explain; you had heard from someone that Genji, despite being made of mostly metal, is good at giving massages. Now, your shoulders and back have been hurting a lot due to all of the missions you’ve been taking and that left you with little time to relax.

※ So you made a mental note to ask for a sick-day and went to Genji. Which, might I add, was fairly embarrassing for you since you weren’t sure how he’d react to such a request.

※ Genji reacted positively though, much to your fortune, and you both agreed on a day when you were both free.

※ When the day came, you and Genji met at your room, he wanted you to feel more comfortable since he knew how shy you were, and he got everything ready.

※ The awkward part? Well, since you never let anyone know about your secret, Genji thought it would be okay to go near your collarbone, but not too far, and around that time is when Zenyatta came in to check up on you.

※ The reason Zenyatta knew where you were? Genji may or may not have told him that you took a sick day to get a massage from him.

※ You were swift to flinch away from Genji and move away from him, a heated blush covering your face, as you looked between the two robotic males.

※ It was awkward. Very awkward. But Genji and Zenyatta didn’t seem phased at all. Instead, they seemed a bit curious.

※ After you explain why you reacted that way Genji was bowing to you and apologizing, feeling somewhat guilty for something he didn’t know. Zenyatta, on the other hand, just laughed, saying how he would make sure to stay away from that part of your skin.

Sherlock x reader

Oh Gosh, my first Sherlock one shot… I’m awful at this…it’s my first time, so it’s gonna suck.. 😫😩 I hope you enjoy anyway ❤ ____________________________________

 It was normal night in 221B, as normal as it could get with Sherlock laying on his couch, his fingers steepled under his chin as he thought. John went out an hour ago on another errand, leaving Sherlock and Y/n alone in the flat. One thing was on Sherlock’s mind at the moment: Why. Why was he feeling this way? Sherlock is a man who would use his mind for everything, never once listened to the trivial thing called a heart. Besides, caring is a disadvantage. He doesn’t have the ability to care–to love for that matter. But here he was, wondering why he cared so much for her. She was intriguing yes, interesting too. He knows so little about her, and for Sherlock Holmes, that’s saying something. He knows her likes, her dislikes, what ticks her off. He knows why she spends so little time with her family, but he couldn’t deduce her, he just can’t. It’s like every time he tried, there’s a wall, blocking him from view. There was just something about Y/n L/n, something he just can’t put his finger on. But maybe, it wasn’t her, maybe it was him. Maybe he wants her around, for the sake of just being there. That every time he’d try to deduce, his mind would block him from doing so, to try to get to know the girl like a normal man would, not by a glance. Maybe he– No. Not the time Sherlock. Remember what Mycroft said. 

Caring is a disadvantage.

 Remember what you told yourself. Sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side. Nothing to gain from caring for someone, he preferred to be alone, alone protects. When you’re alone, there’s no one to worry and fuss over, you have no one’s back to watch but your own. Sherlock’s eyes open, staring up at the ceiling, taking a breath as the girl herself walks into the room from the kitchen, two cups of tea in her hand. She came back from work a while ago and had already changed into one of John’s old jumpers and a pair of comfortable sweat pants, her hair tossed up in mess of a bun. “Oh, Welcome back Holmes.” she muses, putting one of the cups down on the table close to him, “Thought you were gonna stay in there forever.” Y/n smiles at him, and Sherlock didn’t know why, but he smiled back. Sitting up, running a hand through his curly mop of dark hair, he takes the cup off the table, taking a sip of the liquid. “You brought new tea in.” He states, Y/n looks up from her book that was propped on her knees, eyebrows raised, “Oh, yeah. I noticed you ran out.” Sherlock takes another sip of the soothing Earl Grey, not his usual choice of tea, but this’ll have to do. “Sherlock.”                                     “Hmm?” The detective hums, pulling his eyes away from the window to look at Y/n, her brown eyes boring into his. “When was the last time you’ve eaten?” Sherlock sits up straight at the question, opting to lie to her, but that’ll be useless, he could lie with a straight face,no problem, but she always knows. “Three days ago. Why?”                                                                              “Three days……” Y/n trails off, closing her eyes in frustration, sighing she looks back at him, “You know, eventually your body is going to shut down on you because you’re not taking care of yourself.” He does that a lot, he doesn’t eat much, neither does he sleep much because he usually on a case and too busy thinking to focus on those normal important human things. “I take care of myself.” Sherlock scoffs, watching her get up from the armchair, walking to him to pull him up by his hand. “ C'mon We’re going out.” Sherlock reluctantly follows the girl out the flat, the two head up to Northumberland street to  Tierra Brindisa because Y/n was hell bent on Angelo’s best pasta.Upon getting there, the two walk to a table by the window, getting a clear view of the street and the people passing by. Y/n sighs sitting down as Sherlock does the same, resting his chin on his hand, staring out the window. Y/n starts eating when the food came, and to her surprise Sherlock did too. “You’ve gotta take care of yourself Sherlock, you’re gonna get sick.”                                                                   “Not like I haven’t done this before you know, I’m fine.” Sherlock counters, and Y/n fixes him with a look that makes him continue eating his food silently. The two had a light conversation, as light as it could get with Sherlock Holmes, Y/n is quite used to the man’s sarcastic nature by now, so it doesn’t bother her when he blatantly point out that she looked half dead with her lack of sleep. Between the times she works and bouncing around at any ungodly hour with Sherlock and John, she was way past insomniac. She stares at Sherlock, watching the way he rolls his blue green eyes at something she said the morning earlier. Reminding her of the time they got drunk and tried to solve a case. It was utterly embarrassing, and by far the most ridiculous thing she’s ever done with the boys. She was stone drunk, so was Sherlock and John, and she never got over the fact that John had spiked the drinks, and that they were drinking from measuring cylinders and no one said a word. Only to end up in custody, and a very long lecture from her uncle Lestrade, on the safety of drinking, blah blah blah. Y/n laughs, covering her mouth with her hand, Sherlock looking at her confused as he sip from his water. “What?” he asks, smirking slightly. “Oh, nothing. Just that you were practically kissing the floor rug.” The detective catches on, his smirk fading into a half glare. “That experience was utterly embarrassing, I made a fool out of myself.”              “You? I started crying because found one side of that lady’s shoe at the club.” Sherlock and Y/n share a laugh at the memory of her crying over the lost shoe of a woman she didn’t even know. Sherlock suddenly becomes serious, studying her, her smile, the way she’d laugh and sometimes snort somewhere in between. The way her eyes would always light up when he speaks to her, there was never a dull moment with her. She was always there, always caring, putting up with his shit. No matter what it is, though it did take her awhile to get over that time he faked his death. She welcomed him back with opened arms, it took a while, but eventually everything went back to normal. He being his arrogant and obnoxious self and she sassing him every time she’d get. And Sherlock had to admit, he cares for this girl–too much– he would go far enough and say he… loved her. Y/n sat and waited for him to stop thinking, smiling at him. He blinks a few times, “Why do I care for you so much?” he asks, tilting his head, looking much like a confused puppy. “Because that’s what friends do Sherlock, they care for each other. You are human you know, you have feelings.” she says, smiling still, taking his hand that was resting on the table, giving a gentle squeeze. While Sherlock tried to figure out a way to tell her, to even begin to tell her. Everything they’ve been through, everything they’ve done, all the time she’s been there. Yes, He loved her, very much too. Sherlock has the ability to care,to love. “Y/n… I-” he stops himself, furrowing his dark eyebrow as the words in his head just seem to jumble up. “Don’t worry Sherlock. I know. I love you too.”

Originally posted by highfunctioningosociopath-221b