where the hell do i go next

Why do you give up so fast?

Well, you see, I used to be the type of person to go through hell and back for people, but once I got through it, I looked around and I was alone. I went through it alone. Every time. But every time it happened, it taught me how to see it faster and catch it faster for the next time. Now I’m at a point where I can easily see what I deserve and what I don’t. So I don’t think of it as giving up easily, I think of it as going after what I deserve and letting go of whatever preventing me from getting that.

Pushing Buttons

Steve x Reader
Warnings Swearing
Summary You take chances on a mission and Steve is pissed. His reaction leaves you speechless with a promise of more to come
AN Wait for it… there’s a part two

As soon as the quinjet touched ground, you yanked off your seatbelt and stormed off. You heard Steve calling after you so in response you held up one perfectly manicured fingernail, never faltering in your steps. You knew that little act was going to get you in shit but you didn’t care. You were furious at his behaviour on this mission. You didn’t know what crawled up his ass but he was taking his mood out on you and it made you shake with anger.

When you reached your apartment, you slammed the door shut. Pacing around your room, your eyes fell on a spiral notebook that had been left out. Picking it up, you hurled it at the wall but that didn’t make you feel any better.

Suddenly, your door flew open. Steve stood in the doorway, glowering at you.

“Get out,” you seethed. Your voice was steely.

“Absolutely fucking not,” he emphasized each and every syllable as he spoke. “That little act of defiant subordination is going to cost you. You’re sitting out the next mission.”

“Like hell I am,” you argued, walking towards him.

“Keep arguing with me and I’ll up it.”

“Where do you get off telling me what I can and cannot do?” you were beginning to shout now, walking towards him.

“I’m your superior officer. I’m in charge of you and the rest of the team. If anything happens to my agents, it’s on me. Not you,” he was starting to lose control, raising his voice at you. “You put yourself and others at risk today. You took unnecessary fucking chances. You could’ve gotten yourself killed,” he was yelling now.

You were face to face with him and you were seeing red. Looking him in the eye, you tried to speak calmly, “Fuck you, Rogers. You know I’m good at what I do. Didn’t I succeed today?”

“Two missions.”

Your eyes widened, “You can’t do that!”

“Three. Wanna keep going?” he cocked a brow.

Your voice was a growl, “You’re insufferable.”

He grabbed your chin and turned your face towards him. “Stop. Pushing. My. Fucking. Buttons.” Squeezing harder he ground out, “You could’ve fucking died.”

With his hand still gripping your face, he crashed his lips to yours. You were shocked and too stunned to respond when there came a knock on your door.

Pulling away quickly he put space between you a split second before Sam popped his head in.

“You guys okay?” he asked, tentatively, looking directly at you.

You could only manage a nod, still in shock from Steve’s kiss.

“We, ah, heard you two yelling and then it got quiet so we got worried. You sure you’re good? You look upset.”

“Y/N’s been taken off the next three missions. She’s just coming to terms with that.”

Sam’s eyes widened, “Oh. I’ll ah, leave you two alone then. Just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

Steve nodded, as if he was dismissing Sam. Once Sam was gone, Steve looked at you, his eyes dark. “This isn’t finished.” He stormed out of the room.

You stood there staring at his retreating back. Your lips felt bruised and you absentmindedly rubbed a finger over them.

What the hell was that?


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Ferris Wheel

Summary: At a carnival, Bucky experiences love at first sight when he sees you, completely blown away by your beauty. Throughout the night, he can’t help himself by making an effort to ask you out, even though he will not take no for an answer.

Word Count: 1,642.

A/N: After watching one of most cliche films ever, “The Notebook”, I got major inspo after watching the scene where Noah meets Allie for the first time. And here we are now, hope you enjoy! :D (this is also based off of pre war!bucky & steve because why not)

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  • “i cant believe you got us kicked out of another coven, dude, you gotta quit stepping on peoples familiars”
  • “you know, when i signed up for this expedition to finish this spell you didnt say we’d be trecking through the bitter wilderness with candles and creatures chasing us, what the fuck, dude”
  • “im a newbie witch and this is my first ritual and i was all excited to see herbs and salts and boiling cauldrons not tHIS JESUS CHRIST—THATS ALOT OF BLOOD
  • “for the last time, you cant have a tiger as your familiar” 
  • “look theres a reason why we do our rituals in private, things can get out of hand and sometimes we spit up blood, its not like we mean to do it. knock next time.”
  • “and, when that happens dont go around scaring the living shit out of people, jesus stacy, this is why people think we’re satanic”
  • “okay look, im as commitied to this lifestyle as anyone else but do you not see how expensive this shit is? and where the hell am i going to find a sabertooth fang? what, do i have to rob a museum??”
  • “we’re gonna rob a museum. c’mon it’ll be easy, we have our spellbook. we won’t get caught”
  • “so you’re saying you broke into the museum to steal a sabertooth fang and a thigh bone from an extinct bird…for a luck spell?/ yes, officer.”
  • “you hexed me because i made fun of the way you eat so now my tastebuds hate everything i put in my mouth and so I’m either gonna starve or eat this shit you call chocolate, i hate you so much”
  • “youre this sweet looking cutie that i always see walking through the outdoor department looking for flowers, and you always ask if you can check everything out here, which happens to be a lot of bloody meat and candles and knives and….you know my mother always told me the devil would look like an angel”
  • “you convinced me that our last apartment was haunted by throwing drawers open and breaking glasses whenever i came home, but it turns out you just didnt like the neighbors and wanted an excuse to move”
  • “you stumbled across my alter and before i could scare the everliving shit out of you to keep your mouth shut, you turned around, scoffed, and bragged that yours looked so much better”
  • “cmon babe you know i hate it when you tell the future, you stop breathing and you freeze up and your eyes literally roll to the back—STOP IT EW I HATE U SO MUCH––UGH QUIT LAUGHING YOU SHIT”
  • “my dreams…when i see people, it says who they truly are
    • and what does it say about me
      • it says youre a lying bitch for stealing my sandalwood incense from Nepal, stacy, my tarantula saw you come in my room—give it back”

Word Count: 2039

Pairing: Past Dean x Reader

Warnings: Language, SPN typical violence, Canon divergence, Torture, Major character death

A/N: Written for @nichelle-my-belle ‘s angst challenge. My prompt was “It takes a monster to destroy a monster.” This gave me such a hard time and it’s kind of erratic and choppy and doesn’t make much sense to me, but I’ve given up on it and it’s just being posted.

Follow up to Masterpieces

“Dean, please. This isn’t you.” You begged, tears streaming down your face, trying desperately to reach the Dean you once knew. You were tied spread eagle to the rack, practically naked, scraps of clothes barely covering you. “Don’t let him ruin you.”


“Oh, but it is me.” Dean slid the razor from your neck down your chest before finally shoving it in, next to your heart. You let out an ear piercing scream and sobbed yourself hoarse while Dean continued to carve and Alastair put you back together, letting Dean carve you to pieces over and over and over.


Dean woke with a start; sweat dripping down his face and tears in his eyes, your name on his lips. “Dean?” Sam questioned. “Y/N again?”

“What I did to her…” Dean swallowed thickly, choking back tears. “Sammy, I tore her apart. She begged me not to and I just laughed at her and did it anyway.”

“Dean, it wasn’t you.” Sam sat next to Dean on the bed, trying to figure out a way to comfort him.

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The Best Girlfriend

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader

Words: 1,453

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Request: Hey, I was wondering if you could do a one shot where Sam has anxiety, and a secret girlfriend (reader) and Dean would get pissed if he found out, and one day Sam has a panic attack and makes dean call his girlfriend. Thank you so much!!!! - @loveyalotslikejellytots

Author’s Note: You’re welcome! I hope you like it. I’m still behind on this season, over six episodes by now. I’ll eventually make myself watch it between the season ends. – Haley xx

Your name: submit What is this?

“Hello?” I asked, balancing the cellphone between my ear and shoulder. There was shuffling on the other end, but no answer. “Sam? Are you okay?”

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The Boy Next Door

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Summary: Reader wakes up one morning to find her uninvited neighbor in her kitchen…

Pairing: Neighbor!Dean x reader

Word Count: 2,100ish

Warnings: language, injury

A/N: Love angsty neighbor Dean. Quote for this one was, “Uhmm… it’s not what it looks like…”…

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“Post VLIVE for Beautiful in Seoul Concert Day 1″ SUMMARY
  • Monsta X’s daeeeebak t-shirts.
  • Wonho said his heart was broken.
  • Because “Monbebes were gorgeous.”
  • “They were too hot.”
  • Jooheon looks so fucking hot in ripped jeans.
  • Wonho said Hyungwon is “so handsome.”
  • They’re thankful no one was injured.
  • Hyungwon’s fucking lips are fucking kissable as hell god help my poor soul.
  • Wonho’s hair is fucking godsent hOW dO I CALM DOWN
  • Wonho being showered with “so handsome” comments.
  • Hyungwon poking him.
  • My OTP’s sitting next to each other again GO AND MAKE BABIES JUSEYO
  • MX showing off their new phonecases WHERE DO I GET ONE
  • Although they didn’t make ones for Android phones—freakin’ iPhone users
  • Wonho saying “key ring.”
  • Changkyun making a pun. “Yeah, kidding, yeah.”
  • Wonho lowkey scolding Changkyun and the others.
  • Daddy Shownu can be seen through the mirror LETS GO TREND #SOHNBEARDAY ON TWITTER
  • Changkyun coughing in the background poor baby
  • Kihyun’s so fucking hot but at the same time I wish he’d gain more weight because I FREAKIN LOVE HIS STEAMED BUNS CHEEKS
  • Kihyun being showered with compliments.
  • (That totally started because of Changkyun.)
  • Them addressing Kihyun losing weight GAIN MORE BABY
  • Wonho saying Kihyun never gives up when he’s determined.
  • “You don’t need to worry because I’m eating well.”
  • He lost weight too, I think?
  • WH to JH: You look great in a hat as you lost weight.
  • “I’ve never seen anyone who looks so good in a hat. Never.”
  • Jooheon lowkey scolding Changkyun/Minhyuk.
  • “Annyeonghasaeyo, I am what I am. I’m I.M. I say I, you say M. I – M.”
  • “What did he just say?”
  • Changkyun praising the staff for putting up a great concert.
  • Shownu being playful and letting Changkyun smell (?) his fingers.
  • Making Changkyun gasp (?) in shock (?)
  • Shownu saying “It’s my turn,” in English.
  • Shownu thanking the members, staff and everyone who worked hard for the concert.
  • Shownu flexing his arms behind his head.
  • Causing his armpit hair to show
  • And Minhyuk asking to cover it.
  • Hyungwon’s usual cross-legged diva pose.
  • Wonho reading English comments.
  • Someone asking to take the phone away from Wonho.
  • MC Minhyuk wrapping up the VLIVE.

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Being best friends with an undercover hoe

In eighth grade I became really close to this new girl called Alexus. We often went to the library and I thought it was because her and I really liked books but apparently it was because she was a lil hoe. Anyways, we would go to the library and I would read books while she went to the bathroom for 30 minutes. Now I never questioned this because I thought homegirl just had a bladder problem. Tbh I never really even realized how long she was gone for because I was reading the hell out of the “Bluford High” series (if you know anything about those series, you know that those books were fucking lit af.)

But one day Alexus was gone for a very long time and I noticed because I finished reading half the book and she wasn’t back. It was getting dark so I began to get worried because her parents told us to get back before the street lights came on. So I went to the bathroom to look for her and she wasn’t there. I began to panic because damn like where dis bitch at? The street lights flickering and shit. Then I went to look in the park behind the library and still couldn’t find her. So now I’m really panicking because my friend missing and the street lights about to turn on. Now behind the park were unfinished houses which the high school boys would sometimes go to while no one was there to hang out. So I go to check there just in case. I’m calling her name and she’s not replying. Now I’m crying because I lost her and the street lights are on.

All of a sudden I hear a sound in one of the houses. I get ready to book it out of there but I hear it again and it sounds like a bunch of boys and a girl that sounds like Alexus. I walk towards the sound and now it’s dead quiet and all I hear is slurping. The first thing that comes to my dumb and naive ass (I kid you not) is, “damn who is drinking soup?” I go closer to the sound and see a bunch of boys huddled in a circle with their pants down and their heads to the sky. I ain’t know what type of prayer circle this was I was confused. Now I’m like, “omg I’m so sorry I’m looking for a friend. I thought I heard her voice.” These niggas don’t even flinch yo like they used to it. One boy moves to the side and is like, “this who you looking for?”

Lo and behold Alexus ass is in prayer position with a dick in her mouth and two in her hand. I was mortified because my virgin eyes had never seen such a thing before. She ain’t even flinch either! She just kept going like I wasn’t there! I’m like, “omg Alexus get up! We have to go. Get up!” And still with the dick in her mouth she’s like, “just go without me” and I’m like “I can’t. Your parents will ask me where you are” lmao I was so scared. Mostly because I never seen so many dicks in my life.

Next thing I know just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse Alexus parents come busting through the house and is like “WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?” And I’m like “yoooo wtf?” The boys start frantically looking for their pants, Alexus is in alter call position on her knees with no clothes on and I’m standing on the side looking like a damn dummy 💀 Alexus mom is like “Alexus!!! What the hell!!! we thought moving you here would stop you from doing this shit! Now I’m even more confused than I already am. I’m thinking “wait a minute tf? So you guys are used to your daughter doing this? And how the hell y'all even know she was here?”

Alexus is like, “omg mom are you guys tracking my phone again????” I’m like “oh no this tew much, I just came here to read.” Alexus dad replies, “ yes Alexus we told you when we first moved here that your curfew was when the street lights came on or we were coming to find you. And you broke the rule so we kept our promise.” Alexus hoe ass is like, “you guys are so rude. It’s my life. If I want to be a hoe then I will and there’s nothing you can do to stop me so please leave me alone.” I’m still standing on the side perplexed because Alexus ass naked with sperm on her chest, fighting for her right to be a hoe AND SHE STILL HAD ONE OF THE BOYS DICK IN HER HAND WITH A MEAN DEATH GRIP 😂😂. Homeboy was so embarrassed. I felt bad for him because he really ain’t sign up for all this but I had to leave. I just left in the heat of the moment. Some shit are just better left unexplained.

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Bucky Barnes x Reader

Request: “Could u do a bucky x reader where he flirts with you and you blush like hell but then one time u flirt back and he’s a blushing mess. THANKS <3″ - @reyofscarlet

Warnings: Sexual innuendos. That’s it (I think???) 

A/N: MY FIRST ONE SNDJSNFJSF YASSS THANKS FOR REQUESTING!! LOVE U. PS: Raise your hand if you love Confident!Bucky, because I know I do. 

You paced around Nat’s room, listening to her rant about Bruce. 

“I just can’t believe him. One minute, we’re alone in the lab and I think he’s going to make a move, and then the next, it’s like I have a huge pimple on my forehead and he can’t stand to look at me,” she rambled. 

You nodded your head, chiming in when necessary, when she asked you about you and the infamous Bucky Barnes. 

“Well,” you started. “We’re fine, I guess. He’s been pretty flirty the past few weeks but he’s never taken it any farther. It’s like we’re moving in circles: he flirts,  I stumble over my words, he laughs, and it repeats.”

You thought back to the week before, when you sat in the kitchen and ate your breakfast. 

“Hey, Y/N,” you heard Bucky say from the doorway. “What are you up to?” 

You motioned down to your bowl of Lucky Charmes. “What does it look like, Barnes?” you laughed slightly. 

He walked up to you and sat beside you, eyeing your bowl. “Is there something you want?” you asked. 

He chuckled to himself, biting back his tongue. His blue eyes scanned yours, a smirk evident on his face. 


And just as quickly as he appeared in the kitchen, he was gone, leaving you flustered with a bowl of soggy cereal. 

Your mind wandered to another time, several weeks before, when you trained with Steve. 

“Come on, Y/N, focus,” Steve said, sweat dripping from his blonde hair. 

You swallowed and nodded, almost immediately going back to sparring with him. Within seconds, he was on the floor with his waist between your legs and his arm in your hands. 

Just then, the door opened and Steve tapped out. As you released Steve’s arm, you heard clapping behind you. 

“Good job, Y/N” Steve said, turning to Bucky, who stood in the back of the room, his eyes watching you. 

“Buck?” he asked. “What are you doing here?” 

“I’m just here to watch my favorite girl do what she does best,” he smiled sweetly at you. 

“And what is that?” Steve asked, not giving you a chance to respond. 

“Taking men down, one at a time,” Bucky smirked. “I just wish she could do the same to me. Only, it would be better if she did it in the bedroom,” he winked in my direction. 


I felt the color in my face drain as his words dawned on me. 

“That’s enough, Buck,” Steve sighed. 

Bucky only laughed, though. “Close your mouth, Y/N, you’ll catch flies.” 


Nat laughed as you told her the memory. 

“You know what it sounds like, Y/N? It sounds like it’s time for you to take action and even the score,” she said, getting up from the bed. 

“How?” you asked, already having a feeling about what she would say next. 

“What you need to do is go down to the main room right now and do what he’s been doing to you. Here,” she said, walking into my closet and picking out a sports bra and a pair of skinny jeans. “Put these on and meet me down stairs in 10 minutes. I have a plan.”

You slipped on the clothes and in no time, you were in the elevator making your way down to where you knew Natalia would be. 

Sure enough, there she was, sitting between Steve and Bucky. You cleared your throat, half-uncomfortable and half-confident with the amount of skin you were showing. The three of them turned around, the two boys with their jaws on the ground and Natasha with a smile on her face. 

“Oh hey, Y/N,” Natasha smiled. “Nice outfit.”

“Thanks,” you said, still confused about what the plan was.

“Hey, doll,” Bucky said, getting up and making his way toward you. “What’s up with the new outfit?” he asked, his eyes raking up and down your body. 

You glanced behind him to see Natasha nodding, urging you to continue. 

You smiled and raised your eyebrows, “What do you think of it?” 

He smirked and leaned on the side of the table between you two. “You look great, doll. I do think you’d look ten times better without it, though.”

You saw your friends leaving the room and a surge of confidence began to flow through your veins. 

You walked around the table and stood closer to him. “Well, Buck. Are you going to do anything about it?” 

You saw him do a double take. 

This is the plan? To flirt with him until he feels the way I’ve been feeling for months?

He stumbled over his words, never expecting you to take part in his flirting. “Uh- you can, uh-” he began, a crimson tone making its way to his cheeks. 

“What’s wrong, Buck? And close your mouth, you’ll catch flies.” 


Chamber of Secrets - Part 21

Pairing: Bucky x Reader 

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

A/N: So I reread this series last night and holy shit this has got to be the slowest slow burns ever. I’m so sorry lmao. Also, I know I haven’t been linking the previous part and next part in each chapter because takes so much time so I’m just going to put the series masterlist on each chapter from now on. 

Series Masterlist

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Yoongi Scenario: Dead Leaves.

Request: Yoongi is wrecked when you say you will leave him because he isn’t taking your relationship seriously and you found out you’re pregnant + Y/N wants to give up the relationship because she isn’t sure of it anymore so Yoongi does his best to salvage your relation.

Genre: Angst / Romance.

It was another night of you waiting, you had told yourself a while ago that you should just stop doing it, why waste your time in something that was futile? Because you had hope? Because of love?

You were beginning to think it was just your stupid whimsical thinking that things could get better, that when he saw you waiting like this he wouldn’t do it anymore, you were giving Yoongi all the signs of your fight, you have talked about it with him too many times by now and you were tired. Of waiting, of being the one who had to call on him for the lack of attention. 

You waited in your room, watching your phone seeing he hadn’t answered the last text you had sent, you wouldn’t be calling him anymore. Why would you? To fall on the voice mail again and increase your anger? It was again futile.
You thought about your boyfriend, how you had moved together recently so you thought things could get better, but now it seemed having you here was more of an excuse to stay out because he knew you would be home when he got back.
You had a lot to read for work but so late at night with the thought of Yoongi on your mind you couldn’t really concentrate, so you laid in bed waiting to fall asleep, wishing you could do so, but all you could think was that he wasn’t there with you.

First you heard the door which made you lift your head and breathe deeply, finally he was home, then you heard things falling, following by the strident noise of something hitting the floor, it sounded like a glass.

Alarmed you went out of your room to go check out what was happening, your eyes focused on Yoongi, he was holding the wall to keep himself from falling as he looked at the floor with a tired expression.

-Yoongi- you breathed watching everything, his drunken state was evident, he had dropped a glass and its broken pieces were scattered around the floor, your eyes went back to him and you felt your self getting even angrier -Min Yoongi-

This time he looked at you and smiled, he dared to smile. -Y/N- he stumbled from the wall to you. -Beautiful Y/N, I’ve missed you- his arms were around you before you knew it, he supported most of his weight on you, too drunk to hold himself properly, he smelled of pure scotch. -I love you sweetheart, I love you so much-

You bit your lip to not whimper at those words and at the way he held you so close, it wasn’t supposed to be this way.  You pushed him away almost making him fall. -What’s wrong?- he slurred coming back to you. -Come on-

-Yoongi, stop, we can’t do this-

-Why?- he hugged you again, his face resting on the side of your neck, how you dreamed with him coming home to do just these things, but not like this, not after three in the morning, not with him retching of alcohol. 

-Yoongi, you are drunk-

-So what? We can do this-

-No, we can’t, don’t you realize what time it is? Don’t you see that what you are doing? You are never home, and then you get here and expect…-

-You are talking too much much, come, let me…-

You pushed him again, this time causing him to hit the table behind him making him wake a little but his eyes were still glossy with the intoxication. -What’s wrong?- he frowned.

You tried to suppress a scream, but the sound of frustration came out surprising him. -You are drunk, you fucking asshole, you… you are never here-

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My biggest disappointment with TG: RE? Tsukiyama

First off though I’d like to congratulate TouKen fans on their recent victory. I don’t hate the ship nor do I hate Touka, I just wasn’t the biggest fan of either. But moving on;

Tsukiyama Shuu.

He was honestly the reason I started reading Tokyo Ghoul. To me his character was so interesting. He started out as a rich pompous asshole who tried to eat Kaneki because he was used to getting whatever he wanted, then actually grew to really like Kaneki (under the guise of wanting to still eat him), to going into a THREE YEAR DEPRESSION when Kankei “died”, to losing his entire family because of the CCG and then… nothing.

Like literally after the big Tsukiyama Extermination Arc, it was like he was written out of the plot all together. Oh sure he’s made a cameo here or there but really nothing of significance for his character other than Kaneki now trusts him.

But I really wanted the two to sit down and actually talk to each other; lay everything out they’ve experienced and just become much closer people. I kind of figured Shuuneki would never become end game but that doesn’t mean you can’t write an interesting strong friendship between the two. 

Like with the recent set of chapters. Tsukiyama burst in telling them to turn on the TV then they decide to leave when Mutsuki attacks. Where did Tsukiyama go? He couldn’t have gone on that far ahead to have not seen the fight. Hell we could have had an interesting confrontation between Aura and Tsukiyama but nope he apparently was long gone. 

Tsukiyama Shuu was and is still my favorite character and it seemed like Ishida was preparing something big for him. Tsukiyama is one of the most developed characters in Tokyo Ghoul next to Kaneki and Mutsuki. So why just drop the ball of the sudden? 

It is Ishida’s story and I do accept that but I can still be a bit disappointed by the lack of recent development of his so-called favorite character. 



Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Request: “Could You Write Something Where The Reader Pretty Much Grows Up With The Winchesters And Her Mom Dies And So They Basically Adopt Her And The Reader Develops Feelings For Dean But Doesn’t Think He Feels The Same Way About Her? Thank You!”

Warnings: Mild swearing, death, mentions of sex. 

Word Count: 2009

Notes: Since you didn’t really specify any ending I just winged it, hope you enjoy anon! -Dani (You’re welcome for proofreading this, Dani! -Lottie) (Also Y/M/N means “your mom’s name”)

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anonymous asked:

RFA + V + Saeran playing Mario Kart!?!? gimme the angst

holy shit anon u know whats up


  • “Jaehee, we bought that Wii three years ago and we only use it for Netflix. We’re completely neglecting this poor thing.”
  • later in the week when you go to the store, you stop by the game shop too and look at the pre-owned games
  • you came home with Mario Kart and Wii Sports Resort
  • after dinner, you convince her to play some Mario Kart
  • she is so upset that you’ve beaten her all but two games
  • this girl is just like coffee she’s so bitter
  • she knows if you let her win, so you’re stuck beating her
  • “Hey, we’ve been playing for like five hours now. We should probably sleep. We can play more in the morning.” You tell her as you pry the wiimote from her hands
  • after 20 minutes of bickering and “I will go to bed after I redeem myself,” you finally convince her to just go to sleep with you
  • around 4am, you roll over and realize that Jaehee isn’t in bed with you
  • “she must be in the bathroom”
  • the lights are off in the bathroom and you figure she probably isn’t peeing in the dark
  • when you walk out of the bedroom, you hear that music
  • the music that will probably haunt you for the rest of your life
  • “Jaehee it’s 4 in the morning and you’re playing rainbow road are you kidding me”
  • “I’ve almost beat everyone else on medium difficulty!”
  • you walk to the wii and unplug it from the wall
  • “Babe you need to sleep, this isn’t healthy.”
  • basically, she gets pretty upset and you don’t want to get your ass kicked by your girlfriend
  • you eject the disk and get in the car and leave
  • You sleep in the gamestop parking lot for another couple hours and beg them to let you return the game
  • after explaining, the manager takes pity on you and lets you exchange it
  • you buy animal crossing instead and decide to let Jaehee use your old DS
  • she just needs a peaceful game without Waluigi in it


  • you should have known
  • you fool
  • you bought the man Mario Kart for Christmas and you really thought things would end okay
  • you used the blue shell
  • he was about to win the game but there’s absolutely no recovering from a blue shell when it’s a tight race
  • he dropped the remote and just walked out the front door without saying anything
  • he just kinda sprawled out on the ground outside and screamed
  • when you came out to make sure he was okay, he got up and went inside
  • he locked you out and changed the security gate’s settings
  • you sat outside for a good hour yelling at the house, basically begging for forgiveness
  • when he came out, he apologized for locking you out, then challenged you to another round
  • HOW?
  • WHY?
  • literally every power up that he got came right for you
  • you’re still insanely bitter
  • you probably could benefit from couple’s therapy at this point
  • you’re hung up on how he’s a sore loser and he’s hung up on… being a sore loser
  • you guys don’t play Mario Kart anymore because it just makes life easier if you avoid it


  • “What on earth is Mario Kart?”
  • “So… It’s like driving? But? Without any actual dangers? Okay let’s buy it.”
  • you knew damn well what you were getting yourself into
  • but you just had to fucking do it
  • you cackled like a witch the whole time you were setting it up
  • when you called him out to tell him it was set up, you couldn’t stop laughing
  • “Why are you laughing?”
  • oh bby you’ll find out
  • you let him have the big remote and turn on the motion controls so he has to drive like a real car
  • he couldn’t stay on the path
  • “Jumin we’re going at the lowest speed possible. Just take it slow. Baby steps, hon.”
  • he tried to steer his kart with his entire body
  • at one point, he jumped up and put the remote above his head and started bringing it aroooooound town
  • you were laughing so damn hard that he actually beat you
  • you were literally laying on the floor crying and he didn’t understand?
  • why???
  • why were you crying?
  • rainbow road was a freaking blast
  • you still don’t know if it was out of his own frustration towards the game or if it was because he thought you were crying over the game, but after a few hours,
  • he yanked the entire console from the wall
  • and just
  • he went out onto the balcony
  • and threw it
  • you don’t try to get him involved with current technology anymore


  • you stop by a garage sale one Saturday on your way back from class and they’re giving away their old gamecube and some games
  • $15 console and $5 games? Don’t mind if u do
  • you pick up Mario Kart, Super Mario Sunshine, Wind Waker, and Smash Bros. Melee
  • “oh no”
  • “oH YES”
  • you sort of stash Sunshine and Wind Waker away for yourself to play when he’s playing LOLOL
  • you two immediately go for Melee, which lasted like three hours
  • there was almost constant screaming and cursing
  • but also a lot of laughing, so at least there was that
  • the neighbors probably filed a report about that
  • after taking a break to lay on the floor and get some water, you pop in Mario Kart
  • the neighbors thought you were bad earlier…
  • the screaming gets louder and the cursing got more frequent
  • the two of you lasted maybe twenty minutes
  • any bonding done during Melee was completely undone
  • Yoosung demanded that you take the game back to where you bought it from
  • “Yoosung a garage sale isn’t going to give me a refund.”
  • “They don’t need to give you a refund. They just need to take this terrible game back.”
  • You wrestled for the disc and ended up in the kitchen
  • he pinned you against the counter next to the sink
  • he turned on the garbage disposal
  • rest in fucking pieces Mario Kart


  • he just barges in one day after work with a wii in his arms
  • “I think I might be able to…..”
  • when you guys sat down to play, you were both vaguely confused
  • “okay but how am I supposed to hold it”
  • “it says to tilt right IM TILTING RIGHT WHY AM I GOING LEFT
  • “where is the gas pedal”
  • rainbow road is never good for anything
  • y’all left the window open and the fish buns guy heard the screaming
  • he offered you free buns so that you could offer them to Zen as an apology
  • he accepted, but then felt bad because you felt like you had to apologize
  • he apologized
  • after some makeup kisses, you immediately unplugged the wii and put it back in it’s respective box.
  • that wasn’t enough, so you wrote “CURSED” on a piece of paper and taped it to the box
  • Zen said he’d go offer it to someone else at work
  • actually…..
  • you go outside and ask the fish shaped bun man if he would like a wii
  • the fish shaped bun man has a wii at home now and everyone should be happy for him


  • The man is blind
  • All is right in the mushroom kingdom and also V has been driving into the same wall since the game started


  • you hijack Seven’s WiiU just so that you can show this poor boy the wonders of Mario Kart
  • “why are they letting babies drive motorcycles?”
  • he’s so fascinated by the concept of babies driving that he ends up playing as Baby Peach
  • you play as Baby Mario for aesthetic purposes
  • he pauses the game because the boy forgets to breathe 
  • “Saeran, if this is too intense-”
  • every time he falls off the edge of the map, he lets out an assortment of sighs and other noises of that sort
  • “okay, I think I’m finally getting the hang offfffffffFFFFFUUUUUUUCCK”
  • after the first round is over, he calmly places the controller on the seat next to him and stands up
  • he stands up and screams softy
  • “okay let’s try that again”
  • with each round, he gets a little more audible
  • by round 6, he’s yelling 
  • this poor kid hates Luigi
  • every single time Luigi passes him, he screams
  • he thinks that if he plays as Luigi it’ll make him both a better player and also less angry
  • he just ends up hating himself
  • “MC this isn’t fun.”
  • you give Seven his WiiU back and never ask to touch it again

I think I’m actually going to be pretty pissed if sjm doesn’t up her diversity game in the next books.

There are a lot of opportunities for her to do this - she has in no way written herself into a corner where diversity is no longer possible (this may have to do with world-building holes, but, anyway…).

There are Courts we haven’t seen yet, characters, Chaol is going to whatever in the hell place he is going that could have diverse people, I’m sure there will be more relationships developing that don’t at all need to be hetero or even monogamous, tbh. There is just… a lot of potential for this.

(edit to move some of my tags to the post bc… my tags got ridiculous…) If I knew before what I know now about these books, I may not have read them in the first place. But I did, and now I’m here, stuck in this fandom dumpster of smut and meta and so-called theories, and I like living in this damn dumpster. I just wish it weren’t filled with white hetero monogamous couples all the time.

And so I’m… going to be quite disappointed if some things don’t change. I don’t know what I’ll actually do. But I know I won’t be happy.

The Hardest Goodbye

Request: ‘You should write a reggie x reader where they’re dating and Reggie has to leave riverdale for good because of school or something and its really sad, like a homage to Ross Butler. Make me cry’ 

Pairing: Reggie x Reader

Warnings: none, this is the fluffiest shit I’ve ever written

Word count: 3316

A/N: I really tried with this one, I knew I needed to write this as soon as I got the request. P.S Ross Butler will always be the best Reggie Mantle

Originally posted by meu-papel-de-carta

(also before y’all come for me I know this gif’s from 13 rw, but I thought it was cute ok)

I awoke this morning feeling as grey as the cloud covered sky outside my window. The day had finally arrived, the day I’d been dreading for weeks. It was the day Reggie Mantle would be moving away from Riverdale, for good. 

It was exactly 1 month and 3 days ago when he told me he’d been offered a place at a prestigious football based school. I was over the moon for him, I remember feeling so proud. My boyfriend was going to be a famous athlete.

 That was until he told me that this school happened to be halfway across the country. Then the pride was replaced with a feeling of nausea, and it had stuck with me every day since.

I tried my best to be supportive and not let him know that with every passing day my heart broke a little more, I became an expert at putting up a front. I did this because I could tell how much he really wanted to go by the way his eyes would light up each and every time he spoke about it. Sometimes I’d slip up with my facade and he’d always be able to tell. “Don’t worry Y/N, we’ll skype every day and I’ll come visit you. I promise”. He would say over and over again. I’d always just nod and smile and pretend that this would be enough.

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The Proposal - Sebastian Stan x Reader

Prompt: Sebastian Stan proposing to his girlfriend at Comic-Con with their young son in attendance???? Plzzz
A/N: This one was requsted by @ryleeroseb4 - I hope it’s everything you wnated!

Originally posted by vibraniumdoll

It had been six years since you had started dating Sebastian Stan. Two of those years had been in private, no press hounding you for interviews, no photographers practically stalking you just to get a shot. Those were the blissful years. Then, you couldn’t hide it anymore. Sebastian had been talking about announcing your relationship for a while, but you were happy to only share it with close friends and family. That’s when Sammy came along.

Today was the day your son would attend his first Comic-Con. Not only that, but it just so happened to be his birthday. His dad would be doing a panel that the two of you would attend, he would get to see his Uncle Chris, and even more exciting to him than that – he would meet some of his comic book heroes. You didn’t know this yet, but there was also going to be a nice surprise coming your way.

“Not forgetting anything, are we?” Sebastian asked as you fastened your son’s seatbelt.
“I don’t think so.” you replied hesitantly.
“Great,” he responded as he closed the car door, “let’s get going then!”
You got into the passenger side and made yourself comfy. It was a good few hours before you would be arriving in San Francisco and you were already running late.

The long drive was filled with laughter, singing and excitement. Before you knew it, Sebastian was pulling up at the Convention centre and you were all being ushered into the venue through the side door to avoid being mobbed by crowds. Sammy had insisted on wearing his Spider-Man costume, he was the most adorable superhero either of you had ever seen.

It didn’t take long to find a seat in the greenroom, the first panel of the day was currently taking place and no one else had arrived yet.
“Where’s Uncle Chris?” Sammy asked his dad.
“He isn’t here yet buddy!” Sebastian replied as he scooped his son up into his arms. “He’ll be here soon though.” He smiled.
“Promise?” asked Sammy.
“Yeah, I promise.”
As he spoke the words, the door opened once again. Sammy squirmed in his father’s arms turning his body to see who was walking through the door.
“Uncle Chris!” Sammy screamed, as he wriggled his way down to the ground and ran over.
Chris got down onto his knees and opened his arms, ready to lift Sammy up. “Ooft!” he breathed as Sammy collided with him. He wrapped his arms around Sammy and stood back up. “How’s my favourite little birthday boy?”
“That’s me!” Sammy replied
“Yes it is! Now, I just have one question for you. Why would you be dressed up as Spider-Man when your cool Uncle Chris is Captain America?” Chris asked as he tickled Sammy’s tummy.
Sammy giggled at his Uncle, “Spider-Man is cool!”
“Spider-Man is very cool!” Chris confirmed as they made their way over to where you and Sebastian stood. “But you know who’s cooler?”
“Who?” Sammy asked turning his head on the side and looking at Chris quizzically.
“Your daddy” Chris pointed at Sebastian, making Sammy giggle.

“Hey Chris,” you greeted him as he put your son down. “How are you?”
“Yeah I’m great thanks!” He smiled, pulling you into a hug. “It’s so good to see you again!” Ever since the two of you met, you had instantly become friends. Which was exactly what Sebastian had hoped would happen.
“Okay, okay that’s enough, let go of my girl” Sebastian laughed. “Great to see you man.”
“You too! Chris chuckled as he embraced Sebastian. “You ready man?” Chris asked, beaming from ear to ear.
“Ready as I can be” he replied, glancing at you quickly.
“Ten minutes guys” called one of the event runners.
“Great, thanks” they replied.

“Well, we’d better get going” Sebastian said to you as he kissed your forehead and your son’s cheek.
“And we’d better go find our seats!”  You cooed to your son. “See you out there” you called to the boys as you picked Sammy up and turned to head out of the door and make your way to the main stage.

“Please give a warm San Francisco welcome to our next guests, Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan!” called the man who would be hosting the panel, getting progressively louder as he called each of their names.
The entire crowd erupted with cheers of excitement. “Yay daddy!” called Sammy.
As they walked onto the stage, you could see Sebastian frantically searching the crowd for your face. After a moment or two, you held Sammy up in the air as high as you could whilst he waved. Almost immediately Sebastian spotted him and waved back. You were siting towards the back of the room, once Sebastian had spotted you, you put Sammy back down on his seat.
“Oh my god, did you see that?!” squealed a young girl in front of you, “He totally just waved at me!”
You couldn’t help but laugh to yourself at the comment.

An hour had passed by so quickly, Sebastian and Chris had answered a countless number of questions. “Okay and we are almost out of time,” said the host glumly, “Sebastian, Chris, it’s been such a pleasure to have you here in San Francisco!” The crowd went wild at the name of the city.
“We love doing these things and coming here so, thanks for having we, can we come back next year?” Chris addressed the audience. They cheered in unison making Chris erupt in laughter.
“Before we go, I just have one thing I’d like to say,” Sebastian piped up. “Sweetie, where are you?” He asked, as he stood up – knowing full well where you were. You took a moment before actually standing up. “Can you come here please?” He asked. You gave him your signature ‘what the hell are you doing’ look before making your way towards him, telling Sammy to stay in his seat. You were halfway towards the stage when he jumped down into the isle, leaving his microphone on the stage. You continued walking towards him and him you, to meet in the middle.
“Trust me.” He mouthed.

Once you met in the middle, you were the first to speak. “What’s going on?”
It was at this moment Sebastian poured his heart out to you. None of the audience could hear what he was saying, but as he dropped down to one knee, there were gasps, cheers, and even tears from the crowd.
“Oh my god” you gasped as he pulled a ring out of his pocket.
“Will you make me an even happier man than you already do and marry me?” He asked.
You were so shocked, you hadn’t suspected a thing. “Of course I will, I love you” you whispered.
Sebastian’s smile grew wider than his face as he stood up to place the ring on your finger.
“I love you too” he whispered, firmly planting a kiss on your lips.
“Gross!” you heard a small voice behind you. Sammy had followed you down towards the stage.
The two of you laughed as Sebastian bent down to pick up his son. The three of you then made your way back towards the stage, Sebastian with Sammy in one arm, and you in the other. You made your way around the back of the stage and into the green room. As you walked away, everyone clapped. A few people cheered when you walked past. Before exiting the stage fully, Sebastian had passed Sammy over to you and the two of you had left the room, that’s when Sebastian went to pick up the microphone he had left.
Picking it up, he chanted “Thank you San Francisco!” raising his arms in the air and continuing to walk off the stage.

Mr. Best Golfer Alive

Originally posted by jiminy-krispies

Request: @rt-fan-trash  Could you do an Ethan (Crank) where the reader and him go one a mini gold date and end up angry and screaming at there shit golf skills like in the Golf With Friends game and its hella cute because Ethan is like on the ground yelling at the ball to listen to the reader. Thanks!

Word Count: 946

“I’m really glad that you came today.”

“Yeah, me too! It’s been so long since I’ve played mini golf.” Ethan had just payed the man at the front and he turned to look at Y/N and saw the excited grin on their face. A smile played on his own lips and he didn’t notice that he was staring until they arrived at the first hole and Y/N shook his arm.

“Ethan? You ok?”

A small blush crept up his cheeks. “Yeah, I’m great! I’m in my natural habitat.”

They raised their eyebrow but smiled nonetheless. “Natural habitat?”

“Yeah, I’m the best golfer alive, this is my domain!”

They didn’t say anything else, but the smile on their face turned into a sly grin as they motioned to the golf ball. “Alright then, Mr. Domain, work your magic.”

He hesitated a little before grabbing the golf club and walking towards the ball. “Don’t mind if I do!” He swung the club around a little until Y/N cleared their throat, causing heat to crawl up his neck. After stalling for almost a minute, he finally lined up the ball and swung the club back, only to completely miss the ball when he swung back.

“That was fantastic! You’ll have to teach me that move sometime!” Sarcasm was dripping from every word they spoke as they slowly clapped their hands.

“Oh please, I’m just warming up.”

After another ten tries, however, Ethan had only hit the ball once, but by the thirteenth time, he finally hit it into the hole. The whole time he was violently groaning as he tried to stay calm. He didn’t want to look like an even bigger idiot than he already did. Y/N, however, was leaning against a wall with a smug smirk on their face.

“Ok Mr., I’m the Best Golfer Alive, step aside and watch the real champ show you how it’s done.”

                                       *five minutes later*


The golfers around them were giving them dirty looks and on guy yelled over to them, “Hey guys, it’s just a game, calm down.”

Ethan looked up from his spot on the ground, where he had been yelling at the golf ball, his face as red as Y/N’s. “HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT?”

Y/N hit the ball again and it passed right by the hole, just barely missing it. “GOD FUCKING DAMMIT. I TOLD YOU TO GO IN THE HOLE.”


They tried again and finally, it went in the hole and Y/N screamed out in surprise. They turned to Ethan and wrapped their arms around his neck.


“Heh, that’s what she said.”

They gave him a deadpanned expression but it soon broke into a small eruption of giggles. Ethan looks at them and smiles but his smile falters, which Y/N notices.

“What’s wrong?”

He hesitated as he fiddled with his thumbs. “It’s just that, I brought you here because I wanted to impress you. I was going to show you how good I was at golfing, which I am, by the way! I don’t know what the hell happened today, but I am great! And then I was going to offer to show you how to get a hole in one, and I was going to do that cheesey thing like in the movies, you know the one?”

“Ethan,” They took a step towards him and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, “I’m having a really great time. I believe that you’re good at golf, you were probably just nervous, I know I was.”

They both grin at each other and continue to the next whole, where Y/N motion Ethan over to them. “Go ahead.”

He raised his eyebrows. “What?”

“Do the thing.” It took him a few more seconds to realize what they were talking about but when he did, he squeaked out a small, ‘oh!’ and rushed over to them. He didn’t automatically put his hands around them, instead he hovered them over their shoulders until they chuckled and pulled his arms around them.

It only takes a few seconds for him to relax and wrap his arms around them tighter and rest his chin on their shoulder. They line the ball up with the hole but before they hit it, Y/N turns their head towards him so that their faces are only a few inches apart. They can feel each other’s breath as they both lean in a little until their lips connect.

When they pull away, they’re both smiling like idiots and Ethan buries his face in their neck. They stay like that for another minute before finally hitting the ball, only for it to go nowhere close to the hole. They don’t say anything but it seems like everyone at the golf course is waiting for one of them to blow up. Still in the same position, they look at each other and nod.







They’re both yelling so intensely that they don’t notice the employee walking over until he taps on Ethan’s shoulder and tells them that they have to leave. Supposedly they were being “obnoxious,” and “not appropriate for the children,” and evidently “you can’t cuss out the golf balls.” After flipping off the golf balls one more time, they leave the course with their arms wrapped around each other and happy grins on their faces.

Girl Next Door Part Three

“How’s school going?” Linda, Y/N’s mom, asked, as she handed the salad bowl to Y/N.

She grabbed it, placing some on her plate. It had been a week since she had snuck into Harry’s room, and a week of her ignoring Harry. She slipped out at five am, ran back to her house, made herself a smoothie and went for her usual run. She came back, got dressed, and went to school as if nothing happened. She ignored his gaze, his texts, and any attempt he made of getting in contact with her.

Harry had woken up that day, confused. Y/N had never left after she spent a night, she would wake up first and then she would toss and turn, trying to wake him up. When Harry did wake up she would all innocent and claim it was an accident and she didn’t mean to wake him, then the two would lay there for a while, just relaxing in the warmth of the blankets.

But he was surprised to see that she was gone, leaving him alone and his body cold. She had left the window open and when he got up to close it he had seen her, she was in her robe, her hair up and tangled with a towel. She walked over and closed her curtains without a smile or a wave, leaving him confused. He had texted her, knocked on her door, and tried to stop her in the hallway, but she ignored him, she didn’t bother to try and communicate with him.

“Good,” Y/N nods, “we have competition in four weeks, and the musical goes up in eight, so it’s a bit tense.”

“How’s Scott?” Mark, her father, asked, as he served himself some chicken.

“Good,” Y/N lied, setting down the bowl and tucking a hand behind her ear.

“I was talking to Anne the other day she says Harry is becoming too much. He doesn’t come home, and if he does he’s slamming doors and swearing, I’m just thankful you cut all ties with that boy,” Linda says, her voice full of disgust.

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