what do i even begin to tag this as

I should’ve known you didn’t love me back
because you only called me when you were lonely
and your kisses always tasted like vodka
rather than love unlike mine which was always so full of it

but i was too engrossed in the way
your hands felt in mine
to ever really get a chance
to open my fucking eyes and see
that i wasn’t the only one
you wanted to hold
hands with

i should’ve known you didn’t love me back
when i woke up that night alone
with a text message saying you had somewhere else to be
leaving me feeling empty and used

i guess that place was in her bed rather
than mine
and i shouldn’t be bitter
because you weren’t mine to begin with
and i saw it coming from a mile away

when you said you loved me
not looking me in the eye
ripping apart my fucking chest
right there as if you didn’t even know what you were doing
in that very moment

and i should’ve known i should’ve known i should’ve known you didn’t love me back

—  A.M// I hate that I didn’t figure it out sooner enough

Originally posted by wonhontology

Title: Arrangement
Words: 6137
Genre: Smut
Other: Callboy!shownu

Your name: submit What is this?

Shownu joined the business out of necessity, he had been friends with Wonho for many years but never actually considered it a viable career till he was in major debt. In fear of losing his apartment he called up his friend and asked him what were the requirements; after a week of auditions he’d been accepted as one of the few call boys who weren’t hired out for “companionship” - but more for lap dances or as a high class escort. He found that he enjoyed it after a while, even though the first week had been exhausting, sometimes working over 50 hours a week, he realized that he had skills that men and women alike both sought out.  

Shownu was highly charismatic, people enjoyed talking to him and women loved having him on their arm for the night. When it came down to the more raunchy side of the business his expectations were instantly risen - he didn’t have sex with clients who hadn’t reserved him less than five times - meaning they were extremely wealthy and wouldn’t skimp out on paying for his companionship services. To say he was a bit shallow when it came to who he slept with, was an understatement, he didn’t serve older men or older women as it just wasn’t his style. Most of his clients were between the ages of 20 to 40, and most of them were women with an itch only he could scratch.

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Ultimate Victuuri FicRec List 2.0

since my first post did so well, and since my addiction to reading Victuuri fanfics has spiralled even FURTHER out of control since the original, I decided to make another of these monsters. Cinnamon rolls and sinnamon rolls are both welcome here.

I found many of these on the blog @victuurificrec and you should go follow her for even MORE recs because Hailey is a gift to this fandom. Go give her some love

original Ultimate Victuuri Fic Rec can be found here


Safety Hazards in St. Petersburg by lucycamui | 6k words | explicit

- I have NEVER seen Victor this weak. This is beautiful. This is a gift from the gods because I am weak for Victor being weak. Get rekt

The Start of Life by livixbobbiex | 20k words | explicit

- The single greatest honeymoon fic I have ever read. It’s long but it will run you through the entire emotional spectrum in the best way. Also I’m a sucker for any story where Victor has a sweet relationship with his babushka.

Warmth by SuggestiveScribe | 1k words | general

- A one shot that will give you ALL the warm fuzzies. Takes place right after The Kiss, features more kissing, and just…God. Fuck this fic, it has murdered me. Cutesy, G-rated Victuuri feels for dayssss

Security by Harlequinade13 | 5k words | explicit

- Post-canon shenanigans. Yuuri is v popular with the boys and his fiance gets jealous and then they make out at a Christmas party. It’s great. Great, I say.

UTC plus nine by anirondack | 5k words | explicit

- Don’t read this one in public, or you’ll end up like Yuuri when bae sends nudes…

Thirst by victuurikatsudon | 2k words | explicit

- DEFINITELY do not read this in public and also pray for forgiveness after you do read it, because this is nothing but sin. Sweet, sweet sin. Victor is a sex god and phone sex ensues.

Pearl of the Danube by FunnyLittleOwl | 11k words | explicit

- Some post-engagement travel shenanigans in Budapest and LOTS OF FEELS. I’m not crying, you’re crying!

The World Opened With You by DiAnna44 10k words | teen and up

- The most beautiful Musician AU in existence I s2g. Happy tears and warm fuzzy feels all around. Starts off sad, ends with Good Shit. This fic deserves so much more attention!!


The Rivals Series by Reiya/Kazliin | 268k words between 2 fics | 14 chapters and 3/8 chapters | explicit

- This series includes Until My Feet Bleed and My Heart Aches, which is complete, and Of Bright Stars and Burning Hearts, which is a WIP companion fic to UMFB&MHA. Basically the biggest fics in the fandom right now, if you haven’t read them yet I STRONGLY encourage you to do so. This shit even has a TV Tropes page. (Make sure to read Until My Feet Bleed first.)

Cause I’m a Taker, ‘Cause I’m a Giver, It’s Only Nature by ken_ichijouji | 40k words | 9/? chapters | explicit

- Canon compliant, but Victor and Yuuri actually start out as fuck buddies. Then Victor catches Feelings. Wowowowow

Twenty-Five Hours by 0lizzybennet0 | 22k words | ¾ chapters | mature

- Canon divergence where Yuuri and Victor meet by sitting next to each other on a plane. Victor doesn’t recognize Yuuri but Yuuri recognizes Victor because, well, bedroom full of posters anyone? Sexual tension ensues. Bonus: Yurio and Yakov are there too. Rip them for having to deal with The Gays

Dancing Daffodils by grayclouds | 63k words | 18/? chapters | mature

- IF YOU AREN’T READING THIS WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING WITH YOURSELF. Like, the fact that Vitya has long hair throughout should be enough for you but the fact that Yuuri is Eros, God of Love and all your favorite characters are gods should make this fic required reading.

Let’s Be Sinners To Be Saints by r_musings | 64k words | 8/? chapters | explicit

- Ok so here’s the thing: this is tagged as rape/non-con but I promise you there is no rape, there is one scene involving non-consensual touching but not between Victuuri, and there are warnings at the beginning of the chapter. That being said, THIS FIC IS GOLD AND DESERVES SO MUCH MORE ATTENTION, GO DO IT

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sheloveskook  asked:

i don't know if you're already writing this out but the one universe where human was born as colorblind unless they met their soulmate and the colors will starting to bleed into their life // jikook is soulmate // thank you ^-^

Hey lovely! This took me actually forever to finally do so I apologize 😖. This soulmate au was really interesting to write since I haven’t something like this before, I hope you enjoy~

+ Jimin is a waiter at a restaurant and that night at work, he ended up waiting on Seokjin, an old friend, and a couple other people with him

+ “My God, Park Jimin! I haven’t seen you since high school!” Seokjin had beamed. Seokjin introduces Jimin to his friends, catching up on the years they haven’t seen each other

+ In the end, Seokjin invites Jimin to hang out with all of them sometimes and Jimin accepts. He’s easily integrated in their friend group

+ Jimin enjoys all of Seokjin’s friends, especially one named Jungkook. He finds out Namjoon is Seokjin’s soulmate and he can see in full color. Meanwhile, Jimin’s world is still black and white.

+ Jimin often comes over to one of their houses to play video games with them.

+ One day while he was there, during a break, Jimin asks Jin about what colors look like. “I don’t think I can explain it to you, but I can tell you what color objects are?” And so he begins to point out objects in the room and trying to explain what color they are.

+ “And that—that is blue,” Jin points to the controller in Jimin’s hand. “Blue huh..”

+ Jimin finds himself getting especially close to Jungkook. Despite the fact that he is younger, Jungkook enjoys messing around with Jimin. Jimin is too endeared to tell him to stop.

+ Jungkook and Jimin hang out together often, even without the group. Jungkook likes to tag along with Jimin when he goes places. “Hyung, can I come grocery shopping with you?” “Why do you want to come grocery shopping…?” Jungkook always shrugs with a smile.

+ It happened a couple days later. Jimin was back at Jin’s house playing games with all of them when he noticed something peculiar. His controller—it wasn’t black nor white. It was this blue that Jin had described. A speck of blue in his sea of black and white.

+ “So this is what blue looks like…” Jimin had said quietly. Jin immediately paused the game. “Holy shit, you’ve met your soulmate?” Everyone in the room is shocked.

+ Hoseok begins to question him instantly, asking him all of the people he met recently. “Hyung, I’m a waiter, I meet new people every single day—it could be anyone!” But at the same time, Jimin was excited he finally had come across his soulmate.

+ But he couldn’t help but notice how defeated Jungkook looked in the corner.

+ From that day on, colors began to bleed more and more into his life. The sky was colored, the trees had pigment—it was more beautiful than ever. But he still had no idea who his soulmate was.

+ It’s weeks later and Jimin’s color vision is still spotty. He also noticed Jungkook had been distancing himself, so he corners him one day and takes him out to the park.

+ “Hyung…I think I see color too.” Jimin froze on the bench seat they were sharing. A deep realization erupts in him. The more he hung out with Jungkook, the more he saw color.

+ “Jungkook…I’m going to try something so please just—stay still okay?” Jungkook nods with wide eyes as Jimin cups his face and leans in close.

+ Before Jungkook knew it, Jimin’s lips were on his. And when they opened their eyes, color bloomed in every black and white crevice that remained in their vision.

+ Jimin laughs in astonishment. “Jungkookie, I think you may be my soulmate.”

+ Jungkook smiles. “Yeah, maybe.”

If I could begin to be

Half of what you think of me

I could do about anything…

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anonymous asked:

Why do we even have name tags? At my old job EVERYONE kept dropping the "A" off the end of my name and yes, my name minus the A is still a name but it's not my name. If I called people on it I got "oh it's just a nickname" well you don't know me well enough to nickname me because if you did you would know I HATE that name with a burning passion. I can't even begin to imagine what a nightmare it is for trans people with their preferred name on their tag. People suck and you all deserve better.

I tend to ignore people until they say my name correctly. I hate people shortening my name because they are too lazy to say the whole name. I had one that did t get the hint and complained to the manager that I was rude by not answering. He called my name (correctly) I looked at him and he said “are you ignoring this customer?”
Me “I’m not ignoring anyone”
Customer: “I’ve been calling you”
Me: “you were calling someone else. You weren’t saying my name”
Customer: I was calling (short version of my name) and you ignored me"
Me: “that’s not my name so I thought you wanted someone else. How can I help you”

He complained that he was calling my name so I called him “BOB” the rest of the time. He said “my names Robert not bob!” And I told him “my name is Rodney not Rod” and he huffed and left.

Don’t shorten people’s names without their permission. It pisses me off and it really pisses my wife off. It’s not her fault her mom gave her an unpronounceable name and you don’t get to shorten it without permission.


anonymous asked:

Do you have any advice on managing lots of branching paths in a choose your own adventure game? Even things like remembering what has happened (using tags) and making use of those is really cumbersome!

There’s a lot of things you can do here to help keep things straight. Primarily, you need to keep everything as organized as possible, and that means taking a big problem and breaking it down until it is in pieces small enough to handle. How I would start is by creating an outline for each individual storyline from beginning to end by breaking it up into a flow chart of story beats. Each beat should contain relevant information like:

  • A list of characters involved in the scene
  • The scene location and relevant environment details (What does this area look like?)
  • All branching conditions and where the branches lead
  • How this scene handles the different branches that lead to this scene
  • A brief description of what happens during this scene
  • Any sort of other requirements for this scene (props, character models, voiced lines, environments, animations, etc.)

Then, based on how the separate plot lines interact with each other, I would tag the branches with unique tags so that I can see where they intersect from scene to scene. If the flowchart of connecting scenes starts looking too complicated, it’s a good sign that the story could probably use some cutting or simplifying.

Let’s go with an example. We’ll create a quest that has a dialogue, a choice, two mutually exclusive scenes that result from the choice (an optional quest branch), and then some results. Here’s a sample quest summary:

The player character meets an archer named Neelo who wishes the player to recover her bow from a nearby cave. The player goes to the cave entrance only to discover another character, a shifty bard named Desmal, already at the cave entrance. Desmal offers the player a sackful of gold for the bow, but only if the player kills Neelo as well since she doesn’t want to deal with Neelo trying to take revenge.

So let’s build a quest outline for this, shall we?

Here is an example of a simple breakdown of the quest progression. You can see how scene progresses to scene, showing all of the different possible paths by which the player arrives at the next scene from its predecessor. You could (in theory) add notes to each of these scenes for the important information for those scenes, and dress them up visually however you like. As an example, I differentiated the action and dialogue scenes with the different shapes of bubbles, and used different colored arrows to indicate mandatory transitions as opposed to those driven by player choices. Notice how the quest converges after the player makes the choice to speak with Desmal or not and, if so, whether the player chooses to accept the subquest. Let’s continue with the second half of the quest.

Then we can finish the quest up through these scenes. Fighting Neelo is an optional part of the quest, but only if the player has accepted Desmal’s quest back up above. As you can see, there are two clear paths that the player can take to the end of the quest. If we wanted to do so, we could expand the quest to allow the player to keep the bow, attack Desmal, or any number of other things. We could track the results of the quest at the end and use those values in another quest later on. 

The benefits to breaking up story beats in this way should be pretty clear. Each scene, be it an action or a conversation or whatever, is essentially a single self-contained block that has a finite number of ways of entering, a finite set of results, and one major thing that happens inside it. While there’s no limit to the complexity one can pile into a single scene, resist the urge. Keep scenes simple and straightforward. Maintain the purpose of the scene, or it won’t have the right effect. I can then add all of the relevant details to that specific scene and know exactly what is needed to build this scene without needing to keep the entire storyline straight in my head. All I need to remember is what variables are important entering the scene, the scene details itself, and how the scene will determine where to direct the player next. Because it’s self-contained, I have a discrete chunk of work that I can do by myself or hand off to another designer. Once it is complete, I can connect it to the other completed scenes to form a whole quest. 

By keeping the storylines as self-contained flowcharts of interconnected scenes, I can easily determine each storyline’s relative complexity and size at a glance. The more the storyline looks like a spider web, the more complicated it becomes. Furthermore, with some practice breaking scenes down and creating them like this, I can also start estimating how long a specific scene will take to complete. This means that I can take a look at an entire storyline and estimate, based on the number of scenes in it, how long the entire storyline will take to craft. I can put in scene budgets for storylines to keep them sane - a large or critical storyline might have a top end of 25 scenes, while a one-off throwaway quest would have to be done in under 10. Since I can presumably tell what my schedule looks like, I can then make some decisions like “I can make this bigger” or “This won’t fit, I need to cut something”. I can then determine which parts that can safely be cut, and where I can reference smaller self-contained storylines into larger ones for more engagement without adding too much complexity. 

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la douleur exquise (7)

Originally posted by veriloquentmind

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10


I tried my best to not let Sehun’s dismissive attitude towards me affect me. I told myself repeatedly that I did not care anymore and that I should just focus on my relationship with Baekhyun and work extra hard with my job.

I thought maybe it was just Sehun having a bad day, but I was proven wrong since he had remained that way for the past few days.

Also, this was the time of the year when work was the most stressful which didn’t help lift his mood either. I could see that he was stressed out. He had a permanent frown stuck on his face and everybody has been whispering to each other that he had become a lot more snappy recently.

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A/N: This wasn’t requested at all, but I just had a sudden inspiration to write a platonic Tom/Harry/Harrison/Reader fic?? It’s 2500+ words long? Basically this is just Haz’s livestream but with the reader there too. There’s a lot of dialogue, which I apologize in advance for. Hopefully you guys like this, because it’s the first fic I’ve written about real people (I usually just write for fictional characters). I can also do a part two if you guys request it?? Um, that’s about it, really. So here’s the fic. Also I’m gonna tag @hufflepuffholland (I hope that’s okay with you, Charissa).

Watch Haz’s livestream here. 

It was a pleasant evening, the sun just beginning to set and the air not yet cold, and you were feeling rather relaxed. You were lounging in a chair on the patio, your eyes shut as you listened to the crackling of the fire and idle chatter of your friends.

“You know what we ought to do?” Harry said, prodding one of the slabs of steak that was cooking over the fire with a stick.

“What?” Harrison glanced up from his phone, where he was absentmindedly scrolling through his Instagram feed. Upon seeing Harry poking the steak, he scolded, “Stop that, mate, you’ll knock it in.”

Harry ignored Harrison’s warning and continued to jab at the meat. “You ought to go live,” he said.

“No,” you spoke up without opening your eyes, “That’s a shit idea. You definitely should not go live.”

“Why not?” Harry asked defensively.

“What if someone finds out where the house is? We can’t have a repeat of what happened in Georgia,” you pointed out. There was a pause, and although you couldn’t see them you assumed the boys were exchanging eyerolls. “Plus I look like shit, so. I don’t want to be on camera.”

But Harrison clearly didn’t share your concerns. “You look fine, Y/N,” he dismissed, “I’m going live.”

Your eyelids popped open and you gave the blond boy a hateful glare. “Harrison, you prick, don’t –”

Tapping something on his phone, Harrison shot you a shit-eating grin. “Too late.”

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Okay. NEW SERIES! I had to do it because my love for AJ is beginning to over take my whole life. I did this one based off an AU prompt that’s been floating around. Basically the OC has an antique necklace that her grandma gave her that’s got supposed special powers to find her soulmate. She obviously doesn’t believe that, until she meet AJ Styles (the man she’s been crushing on for a while now), in person for the first time and something odd happens.
I hope you all like it!

Tag list: (Shield sisters get tagged no matter what. Even if they don’t like AJ, *Cough cough* Asylum *Cough, cough*) @i-kneel-for-king-loki @straight-outta-the-asylum @livingthestrongstyle @the-geekgoddes @geekoftv @planetahmane @ajstylesworld @littledeadrottinghood @thatwrestlingfan91 @lovemybtrboys @wrestlingbabe @xstylesxclashx @littlebluespoon @gurimujox @superrezzy00 @stardustmoonlightflower @blondekel77 @pjanina13 @wrestlingnoob @lady-laura-speaks @phenominalstyles @caffeineandreveries

Warnings: FLUFF
Word Count: 2869 (whoops)

Chapter One: Electricity

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ACOWAR Fandom Pre-Release

Originally posted by n-wordbelike

Ok everyone. We are already going to have to deal with a war in the books so let’s not start some sort of war on Tumblr. The amount of anger and disappointment going around in concern to spoilers is quite honestly getting out of hand. (Now give me a second ‘cause I’m going to play neutral here and show both sides even though there shouldn’t be sides to begin with.)

To those that WANT spoilers: ENJOY THEM! Be happy knowing little teasers of the book and read the hell out them to you heart’s content. Honestly if that’s what you want then feel free to do so and share them with other’s who would love to know about them! It’s great knowing that people can share this information and be happy and/or emotional wrecks together when they read a spoiler. 

BUT also be courteous to those that don’t want spoilers. I for one GREATLY appreciate the lengths you are all going toward in tagging, “read more” and etc. to make sure spoilers are not revealed to the rest of the fandom. Except some people do not do this which is a tad irritating. Even posting your reactions to spoilers and tagging the character involved is a spoiler to some degree. So please for those who are not tagging “acowar spoilers” or such then PLEASE DO SO. Have mercy on your fellow readers who want to read this book with an “innocent” mind. (Though I’m sure our minds aren’t that innocent since we are looking forward to some smut in the book *wink wink*)

To those who DON’T want spoilers: That’s fine if you want to be in the dark. It’s ok to leave Tumblr or other social media that could potentially give away parts of the book you don’t want to see. Or if you stay on Tumblr and block tags/words/users temporarily. I understand. You are being diligent and hey that’s incredible if you are able to avoid those spoilers like Neo in the Matrix dodging bullets!

BUT please don’t bash people that want spoilers. That’s not cool. And if for some reason they reveal a spoiler to you then remain calm and either block them for the time being or try to block more tags. Throwing hate isn’t going to help erase that spoiler from your mind. But your words will leave a lasting impression that can’t be taken back.

As a fan who has read a spoiler and enjoyed it AND has accidentally stumbled across a spoiler and was upset about it let me just say I understand both sides in some way. No one side is better or worse. But the fandom as a WHOLE is disappointing right now. I’m not blaming one person, but to those who are pouring gasoline on a fire about that’s about to combust, please be considerate to other fans. (AND THAT GOES FOR BOTH SIDES THAT ARE INSTIGATING IT.)

Originally posted by cedimond

In the end we are one fandom who loves the world of Prythian and can’t wait to be immersed in the emotional roller coaster we are preparing for. And I am honored to be reading alongside the fans who have helped me expand my love for this series. If anything from this post please remember that.

20 questions tag

@castheweepingangel thank you so much for the tagging!! <3

Rules: Answer 20 questions and tag 20 followers who you would like to get to know better!

Name: milena;
Nickname: molena, moose;
Zodiac Sign: pisces;
Height: 1,75;
Orientation: ace;
Nationality: poland;
Fav Fruit: every damn one except pineapple; the most fav probs blueberries;
Fav Season: winter;
Fav Flower: cactus;
Fav Scent: orange, wood, petrol;
Fav Colour: turquoise, orange, black;
Fav Animal:  all rodents, dogs, horses;
Coffee, Tea, or Hot Cocoa:  tea;
Average Hours of Sleep: 2-4 or 12-17, there’s no in between;
Fav Fictional Character:  my ego;
Number of Blankets You Sleep With: one/two;
Dream Trip: canada and anywhere where i would meet bts or spn cast, amen;
Blog Created: idk somewhere around the beginning of 2016 i guess?;

c’mon people, let me know all your dirty secrets >:))
@marie-kory-grayson @jiiinkiees @intergalacticunicornqueen @castiellover @deansbrighthalo @keepingcalmisoverratedgoddamnit @sastiel-and-such @rollingintaehyung @snovolovac @hellsmother @a-s-t-r-e @alpacainthepanicroom @indigoneutrino @isaksredscarf @dianafthemyscira @whyimmathere @castiel-saved-me-from-myself @tributeofasgard @hobi- @jensensbeard

Ya’ll need to stop with this “what about Eddie” what tf about him?! He’s dead. Iris has always been with and loved Barry more than anyone and even Eddie knew it “there’s been three people in this relationship since the beginning”

Sure, Iris loved him at one point but her heart was always with Barry, stop being fuckin obtuse for no reason.

100 days of productivity with a little twist.

Well, today is 20 September 2017. And two days later it’ll be the 22nd. So that leaves 100 more days for the year to end.

I want to start the new year where I’m already habituated to be productive. I don’t believe in new year’s resolution and hence, don’t really make them. My only goal every year is to be better than what I was last year and, I am achieving it; slow and steady.

This “productivity” can be applied to anything.

Maybe exercising everyday, working on the language learning, academics, creative writing or even being more outgoing. I’ll tag a few people and I hope they continue the chain (It’s okay if you don’t).

The task here is to choose the area(s) you want to improve yourself in before the begining of the new year. And work towards it, ONE DAY AT A TIME. And, it can be anything.

They say it takes 21 days for a person to get used to doing something. Lets keep rooms for errors and make it 100 days towards a better you.

I’ll take libetry to tag a few but the others are fee @a-study-in-shakespeare @nephena-studies @a-students-lifebuoy @studydreamrepeat @donutdesk @study-matters @sophietriestostudy @getshitdonetbh @caduntumbrae @monetstudy @geeky-me @kittypotter16 (I want you to keep writing the amazing and funny bits you write. No pressure.)

Charmed [Jason Todd x Reader]

Anon requested: “can i request a story where the reader work in a burlesque as dancer and Jason takes Tim to this place (because come on Tim u have to be a man(?) and Jason just falls in love with her and btw your blog is amazing! And god! you’re so cool!!”

A/N: My creativity died with my education when I took that Biology mock exam I’m sorry this one is really bad but it’s been sitting in my inbox for too long

Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

Warning: None

Word Count: 786



Tim didn’t know what baffled him more; Jason having the mind to even think of such a ridiculous idea or the fact that he actually let himself be persuaded to go along with it.

He stared at the empty stage helplessly, waiting for the show to begin. He had to get this over with, because he had work to do.

“Relax.” Jason said lazily, “you need this. Just enjoy it because it’s probably going to be the last time you see anything like this.”

Tim glared at the older man. “I do not need this. I don’t know what your definition of a real man is, but this is definitely not it.”

“Maybe not.” Jason admitted, “but it beats anything else you’ve done.”

The room darkened and the spotlight was on the center of the stage. Music began to play and a beautiful woman walked onto the stage.

Tim swallowed and a blush rose to his cheeks. The woman was beautiful in every way possible, and she wore nothing but a purple corset, matching underwear and high-knee socks. However, instead of being entranced by the gorgeous woman Tim couldn’t help but feel highly uncomfortable.

“Woah…” he heard Jason mutter. Tim glanced at the man beside him and raised an eyebrow when he saw Jason’s eyes fixated on the dancer.

The woman began to move, her body swaying with the music as she smiled and teased the audience. Tim had to look away, not because of the display but because he couldn’t help but feel sorry for the woman, for she was currently being displayed as some kind of art exhibit.

He turned to Jason to ask if they could just get the hell out of the place, but seeing the look in Jason’s eyes, the awe and amazement and… love?, he decided to stay quiet and endure the show.

Eventually, the experience ended and Tim released a sigh. Jason was still staring at the stage, where the dancer was previous standing. Tim waved his hand in front of Jason’s face but got no response.

“Jason.” Tim called out. “Jason lets go. Jason. Jason!” It took him a solid five minutes to get any attention, and another ten to drag the much larger vigilante out of the place.

As they were walking towards the parking lot, they suddenly heard a female squeal. Both men snapped their head towards the direction of the noise and dashed towards it. When they got there, Tim could see several large men cornering the dancer from earlier. The look on her face told him everything he needed to know.

In a blink of an eye, her harassers were laying on the ground, out cold. Jason stood over them, his hand clenched and his face twisted in anger. However, that melted away when he turned towards the dancer.

“You okay?” he asked in such a gentle voice Tim almost choked on his own saliva.

The woman nodded slowly, glancing at the men on the ground. She wrapped her arms around her body, visibly shivering.

“Thank you.” she whispered, “I don’t know what would’ve happened if you weren’t here.”

Jason smiled, his eyes showing fondness and admiration. Tim realized what was happening.

“Here.” Jason took off his jacket and wrapped it around her smaller body. 

“You don’t have to.” she muttered, though accepted the piece of clothing gratefully.

“I want to.” said Jason. A smile appeared on her. “Do you want us to give you a ride? I promise we don’t bite.”

She chuckled and shook her head. “My car is in the parking lot. I think I can make it there safely. I appreciate the concern though.”

“If you say so…”


“[F/N].” Jason repeated the name, “it suits you.” The compliment made her blush.

“And you? What is your name?” 

“Jason, and that’s Tim.” Jason gestured towards Tim, who had been watching the scene unfold before him with mischievous glee.

“Wha–” Jason frowned when he heard his ringtone. He gave [F/N] an apologetic look before answering the phone. “Yeah? … you’re kidding. No–really? And you can’t handle this yourself?” Jason sighed in frustration. “Fine, I’ll be there.”

Tim knew that it must’ve been Roy, or maybe even Dick. Jason didn’t look like he wanted to leave, but he said, “sorry, it’s an emergency.”

“I understand.” [F/N] stated.

Jason gave her a grin before hurrying to the car, grabbing Tim’s arm and dragging him along in the process.

“Wait!” [F/N] called. “What about the jacket?”

“Keep it! I’ll be back for it!” Jason answered, shutting the car door. As they drove towards the manor, Tim couldn’t wipe the smirk plastered on his face.

Oh wait till the others hear about this.

I Can’t Save Her: Part 2

Originally posted by wintertracer

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Language

Word Count: 1133

Summary: You have been with the Avengers for three years and during that time you have developed a close friendship with Bucky. When you discover another woman in Bucky’s room you begin to question what your true feelings are for him.

Author’s Notes: Catch Part One of the series here.

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“What the hell Buck?” Steve chastised him as they sat at the bar.

“I don’t know why Y/N was so upset. I swear Steve; I didn’t do anything. I didn’t even hear her walking down the hallway…. This is all your fault!” He huffed and looked at Steve accusingly. “If you hadn’t invited that woman back to the compound…. Oh my god I never thought I was going to get her to leave,” he said sourly as he downed the rest of his whiskey and motioned for the bartender to bring another.

“I know Buck… I just thought maybe… I mean how long has it been?” Steve raised an eyebrow.

 Bucky snorted and replied, “Rogers, should you really be asking that question?” Steve turned slightly pink as he laughed into his glass.

“Alright, Buck. I’m just worried about you. But what about Y/N? Is something going on that you haven’t told me about?” Steve asked with a little bite in the last few words.

“No, I swear. I mean don’t get me wrong… I’ve thought about it, but I’m afraid of losing her. She’s one of the few people I’ve connected with since everything happened. I enjoy being around her, but she’s never even indicated interest in me other than just being her friend,” Bucky replied bitterly. He was running his hands through his hair – one of his nervous habits that Steve always noticed.

 Steve snorted, “Whatever you say, Buck.” He paused and clapped his hand on Bucky’s shoulder. “I care about both of you and you are both really good for each other. Just be careful…” he trailed off.

Bucky didn’t respond. He was too lost in thought thinking about how angry Y/N had been. How had he not picked up on her feelings? It had been three years since he had met her, and had been attached to her since. He had just never allowed himself to go down this path… not with her… she was too important, and the thought of losing her paralyzed him with fear.

Trying to keep up with Steve during the morning jog was brutal. My head was pounding from the tequila that I had consumed the night before. I made a mental note to remind myself that my alcohol tolerance was nowhere close to Nat’s. I slowed for a second to catch my breath and Sam followed suit.

“So that thing with you and Barnes the other day?” he asked rather timidly. I huffed to myself and side-eyed him. He gulped and continued, “I was just wondering…”

“Hey are you two going to pick up the pace or are we going to finish the jog when we’re ninety?” Steve interjected sarcastically as he jogged back to Sam and myself.

“Steve, I hate to break it to you, but you are already considered a senior citizen,” I replied sardonically as he grinned back at me. “Some of us aren’t super soldiers… Sam and I needed a small break,” I complained.

“Yeah.. I was just asking Y/N about her chick flick moment with Barnes the other day,” Sam retorted as I jabbed him in the arm with my fist. Steve looked embarrassed as he stared at his feet awkwardly.

 I eyed him cautiously. “Spill it Rogers. What do you know?”

“Oh me? Nothing.. I know nothing. Really it’s nothing,” Steve shuffled his feet awkwardly.

“You’re a terrible liar, Steve. Just tell me.” I bit my lower lip – it was always what I did when I was nervous.

Steve looked reproachfully at Sam. “Good job at bringing this up man.”

Sam shrugged, “I was just curious.”

I cleared my throat and crossed my arms… waiting not so patiently for Steve to spill the beans. He huffed in frustration and threw his hands into the air. “Well Buck and I went for a drink last night, and I asked him about the whole…erm…incident between you two. It’s honestly my fault. The woman you saw… it really wasn’t what you thought. I pushed Bucky to bring her home…Really I invited her back to the compound… I thought it would be good for him. He told me that he didn’t even talk to her until he finally asked her to leave. I’m guessing that was shortly after you spied on them… what the?! Ow!!!” Steve was cut short because I had jabbed him in the ribs with my elbow.

“I had a night terror… I was going to talk to Buck… I didn’t know. That isn’t spying… I didn’t mean to…  Also it wasn’t talking that I was worried about obviously!” I sputtered in anger.

“Real smooth, Steve,” Sam said irritably as he rolled his eyes. “It’s okay Y/N. That’s not what Steve meant, was it Steve?” Sam finished with a very visible side-eye in Steve’s direction.

“Right…that’s right,” Steve muttered—the red rising in his cheeks.

“We just wanted to know what the deal was. Did something happen between you two or..? Sam trailed off.

“No,” I looked at my hands feeling really uncomfortable. I wanted to be anywhere but here. I was still trying to figure out why I lashed out at Bucky. Having this conversation was making the whole situation seem much more real. “I just…Buck is such a huge part of my life. When I saw him with…with her… all I could think about was losing him and I panicked. Before Bucky I was just kind of drifting through the world… he’s been my anchor,” I stuttered on. “I mean I obviously love you guys and you’re my close friends but Bucky…” I trailed off.

“I know,” assured Steve as he rested his hand on your shoulder. “You should talk to him.”

“I…yeah…. I know,” I trailed off.

“Okay let’s get back to it then,” Steve shouted back at Sam and I as he began jogging the two miles back to the compound.

“Man…I really hate him sometimes,” Sam snorted as we began following him at a distance. “But Y/N, Steve is right. As much as I don’t care for Barnes most days… You really should talk to him,” he quipped as he looked at me but I was too busy thinking about Bucky to even notice anything else.

As I was jogging back to the compound I felt foolish for the way I had acted towards Bucky; especially once Steve had confirmed that nothing had happened with the blonde. I was never the jealous type, and I had never indicated to Bucky that I had romantic feelings for him… because… well… I hadn’t known that I had romantic feelings for him until that night. Did I? I huffed to myself as we rounded the final block to the compound.

Well, I thought to myself, I better damn well figure something out before I see him again.

Tags: (I apologize if the tags didn’t work correctly. It didn’t want to let me tag some people).

@marvel-lucy @lbouvet @aweways @your-puddin

yukio-rin  asked:

Hello! I've just recently stumbled upon your amazing blog and you are a wonderful person. I binged read a lot of your posts lol. May I ask for Todoroki HC on how he would interact with an oblivious crush?

‘A wonderful person’ you say? Don’t know what I did to make you think that but thank you very much!

P.S. oops this kinda turned into how he would ask them out, sorry.. when i start writing sometimes my imagination takes over and i forget the original request…


  • I think I’ve made this clear before but hes not the type to rush anything or force anyone.
  • With someone oblivious, once he feels they have a stable friendship he would begin doing little things that single her out. At first they would be small like sitting by her or complimenting her, even walking her home
  • Eventually he would simply come out and be straight forward. Something like giving them flowers and when she asks for what occasion he’d smile and say, “Why? Because I like you.”
  • AND if that didn’t work he may become a bit frustrated but he wouldn’t give up! He would straight out confess like “I like you. Go out with me please!”
Hospital Stay

Wattpad request! I do not own Tony Stark. He belongs to Marvel.

Warnings: Mentions of injury, fluff

Pairings: Tony Stark x injured!fem reader

Originally posted by thealextheshipper

Tony stood up and stretched, every muscle groaning in complaint. He wasn’t surprised. He’d been in the same room for days now. He refused to leave your side. The last mission, you’d been far too headstrong to listen to Tony when he told you to wait for backup. You were determined to save the people the enemy held hostage and the window of opportunity was closing quickly. So, you went in alone and got hurt. You’d been in the hospital since and Tony? He’d been right there with you.

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