why yes i will keep making these thank you


> Worldwide shoulderㅋㅋㅋ Jin hyung?ㅋㅋㅋㅋ
> ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ the third one from the left shoulderㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
> ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ I’m not Jin hyung, so you don’t have suddenly say handsomeㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
> Just by reading you can tell it’s me hehe
> This is Jimin
> Why are you depressed
> I’m doing well. I haven’t spoken to you guys after coming back from Billboard
> You all probably heard it through the news
> Everyone, thank you. I shouldn’t be the one congratulated, you all need to be the ones congratulated
> Everyone, if you keep putting me up there and say that I’m getting further away, it makes me sad
> Yes, let’s not be far apart from each other and let’s stop saying that
> Don’t cry because I will cry
> Yes it’s good news, but let’s not cry and be happy instead
> ㅋㅋㅋㅋ I’m not crying
> I went to the toilet again
> I was reading the comments
> Everytime I come here (chatroom), I have to go to the toiletㅋㅋㅋㅋ
> You guys have questions to ask us? A lot has happened
> ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ I didn’t think we were going to win the award, so I wasn’t that nervous
> Also, there is a lot of talk about FESTA. Is everyone excited?
> I can’t tell you what we’re preparing ㅋㅋ
> I’m looking forward to everything ㅋㅋㅋ You all should look forward to it as well. It’s going to very fun ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
> ㅋㅋㅋ Since I spoke to you guys for a while, I’m going to go rest
> Overseas fans, I’m sorry I can’t speak other languages sorry
> sorry*
> ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
> Okay ㅋㅋㅋ I’ll go. Goodnight everybody
> Goodnight** Good Night😁🌙* 
> Oh, and I love you

* = typed in english
** = typed in japanese

trans: jhope-shi | do not repost without giving credit!

Transaction [m]

genre : smut
Summary : It was a beautiful transaction. You were his date for the night and your bank account got bigger.

You had your hand ready on the latch of necklace, you couldn’t risk breaking it mid sex. It was far too expensive. 

“Don’t take it off,” he said, voice and tone not leaving any room for argument. 

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Cure (intro)

Bucky Barnes x reader 

Notes: trigger warnings! Implications of sexual abuse, mentions of torture, swearing, injuries, memory loss, recuperating, fluff, angst and obviously, eventually: smut. 

Summary: Bucky comes back from a mission, not remembering who he is or who anyone else is. He doesn’t remember Steve, Natasha or the woman he loves. She does immediately catch his eye, though. He thinks she’s the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen, and he’s not afraid to say it in front of people he doesn’t know anyway. What does he have to lose? As far as he knows, he has nothing. On top of being somewhere he doesn’t remember ever being and being stared at by people who seem to know him, but he doesn’t know in return, he hears a voice in his own head. Because, of course, he must be insane. 

A/N: Here we are! The sequel series to Remedy :) I was gonna go somewhere else with this, but it kinda hit me out of nowhere and I thought this could be as sweet and cute as it could be heartbreaking and funny at the same time. Get ready for some awkward situations (and boners), people! 

Originally posted by itsjustmycrazyvibe

There’s a woman standing in front of me. She looks sad, scared; but still the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. She says ‘Bucky’, and I can’t help but think that I’ve heard that before, but I don’t know what it means. I don’t know where I am, but I feel no threat, not from the man in the blue combat-suit next to me, not from the red head that’s next to him, holding his hand and looking equally sad as the woman before me. Not even from the man with the glasses and a doctor’s coat on my left. They all look at me as if they know me, and.. like me? They look nice enough, I guess. But I can’t help but stare at the woman standing only a feet away from me, tears in her eyes. She looks so sad.

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The Thought Process Behind A Performance

Oh no, it’s time to go on. Here I go.

Why do I do this to myself?

Wow, there are more people here than I expected. Also fewer than I’d hoped. Feared? I don’t know.

Why do I DO this to myself??

Oh shit my entrance is soon, oh no I'mm gonna miss it? oh gosh oh nononononoooo-

Oh wait, I made it just fine. Never mind.

Hey, this isn’t going too horribly?


Hey no one is throwing stuff, I don’t think they noticed? Just keep going, smile, fake it til you make it baby…

I wonder what’s for dinner? No, FOCUS.

I hope it’s pizza.



Yeah, this is the worst I have ever done this. I have no focus and I nearly lost a measure and I’m pretty sure I should just run away to Jamaica and never speak of my past life-

Hey, they’re clapping. Oh. Okay.

Yes, I am wonderful, thanks. Can’t wait for my next performance!

This Is War [10]

Summary: After being rejected by your best friend Bucky, Sam sets you up with one of his friends, on the condition that if the date doesn’t go well, you have to sign up for a dating app. The date doesn’t go well. As you begin to look for love in other places, Bucky starts to feel something he never felt before. Jealous.

Bucky Barnes X Reader

Word Count: 1558

Warnings: It’s a little angsty.. And there is bad language!

A/N: Sorry this took so long, I’ve been very sick!! Thank you everybody who has been reading this!! The amount of feedback has been incredible and amazing and I’m so thankful!! xo

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Peter Pan Imagine/Mine

Imagine Peter finding out you had sex with a lost boy

Warnings:Smut, cursing,violence,possessive Pan

You came on this island because you were lost, you no intention on finding love, or anything of that nature, for you simply only wanted to find yourself.

Peter found you , you were crying at your window, you were begging for someone to take away your pain, you didn’t care who, or even what it was, you were willing to do anything and everything, that’s when he showed up.

Peter saw you and tapped your shoulder.

“(Gasp) Who are you ?” you say in shock

“Oh did I forget to introduce myself? I’m Peter, Peter Pan.” he smiles

“I’m Y/n.” you say with a sniffle

“Hi Y/n, are you okay? I see that you’re crying, and those don’t look like tears f joy love.”

“No I’m not, I’m miserable here, I just want to go, be free, do as I please, I feel like I’m trapped here.” you say as you start to cry again.

“Hey hey hey, It’s gonna be okay.” he said

“No it’s not.” you cry

“Yes, it is.” he says

“How do you know?” you ask

“Because , I’m going to take you, take you away.” he smiles

“To where?” you ask

“To a place, where you will never, ever have to worry about grown up things again.” he says 

“Where is that?” you ask

“Neverland.” he smirks

Ever since that day you became a lost girl, you were from Neverland, you usually hung out with Peter Pan.

If you weren’t with Peter, you were with the lost boys. Playing games, acting rough with one another, telling stories, and scaring each other at night.

Peter was right, he told you were free to do whatever you wanted to do, you could be anywhere you wanted to be,and go wherever you wanted to go. Nobody could stop you.

As the days go by, the days got hotter, so you would wear less clothing, this, was a problem.

You would wear shorts, a tank top, and some sneakers.

The lost boys couldn’t help but stare, I mean you had ass and tits, what boy in their right mind wouldn’t stare? 

And since you were always so active you were really fit, and had curves in all the right places, everybody noticed, especially Peter, but you would have never guessed.

One day you get ready to head out, you do the same old routine, brush your hair, put on your clothes, and with a little magic help you put some makeup on.

You walk outside and join the lost boys as usual.

“Hey Y/n.” a lost boy said, his name was David

“Hey David!” you smiled

“How are you?” he asked as he sat next to you

“Great actually, even though it’s hot.” you say

“Yeah man it’s really hot, we might go to the lake today, I heard.”

“Awesome!” you shouted

David stared at you, looking up and down, admiring your body ,“Yeah so like , I was thinking-” 

“Listen up guys.” Peter interrupted

“Today we are going to the lake, so bring your swimming attire and stuff, head back here in 15.” he says as he looks at you

“You come with me.” he says

“Yeah sure!” you say with no questio to where you were going

He brought you to his cabin, you’ve only been there a couple times, once on your first night because you were scared, and two times because you were totally drunk and Peter wanted to keep you with him, so that any of the lost boys wouldn’t get any ideas.

“Why am I here?” you asked

“You need a bathing suit yes?” he asked as he cocked up an eyebrow

“Yes.” you said as you smiled

“Well, here you go.” he said as he pointed to his bed

There were about 5 bathing suits to choose from, each decorated beautifully.

“Wow…” you said

“I had the mermaids make them, I didn’t know your taste so I thought they’d make a couple so you could pick your favorite one.” he said

“Thank you!” you said as you hugged Peter.

Peter was shocked , you guys never hugged, but he hugged you back, but as soon as he did, he wished he hadn’t.

Hugging you meant having you close to him, his arms wrapped around your curves, it was unexpected, and he felt, almost attracted to you, which he didn’t like.

Peter clears his throat and you back away quickly. “Oh my goodness Peter I am terribly sorry.” you put your head down

“Don’t be love, now hurry up and change, I’ll be waiting outside.”

“Wait!” you almost shout

“Yes love?” he said

“Don’t you have to get dressed?” you ask

Peter lifts up his shirt , exposing his trunks were under his shorts already. But you were staring at something else, you have never seen his body, not like that.You quickly snap out of it and look at him.

“Oh right!” you smiled and nod your head

You get dressed and pick out the green bathing suit, it had green vines and flowers on it, basically looked like you were a fairy.

You step outside but holding a towel so that you’re kinda covered

Peter noticed some of the boys trying to take a peek, with that Peter takes off his shirt , “here.”

He hands it to you.

“Oh thank you Peter.” you say as you put it on.

You all head to the lake, once you get there , you all start to undress and jump in the lake, it was pretty easily the best day you had so far.

There were games, food, and music of course, you guys basically spent the whole day their,and even at night you built a campfire to stay even longer, because it was the summer, so it was still pretty warm at night.

You have about two drinks in you so you were feeling pretty good, well that’s when David came and started chatting you up

“Sup.” he said

You giggle “Sup” you said back

“You having a good time?” he asked

“This is probably the best time of my life” you said

“Haha same!” he said 

You just smile and giggle some more

“You know, you’re really beautiful.” he said

“Stop” you say but blush

“No no no , it’s true.” he lifts up your chin.

“Thank you David.” you smile

“You wanna get outta here?” he asked

“And do?” you said a little protective

“Just talk, I promise.” he had his pinky out

“Then of course.” you smiled, and your pinky and his pinky interlocked with one another

You walk along the lake, just talking about, everything, and nothing.

“Wait so you used to pay the flute?” you laughed

“Hey hey hey I was the flute master!” he said

You playfully push him and laugh even harder

“Oh I’m sure you were!” you giggle

David pushes softly against a tree, rubbing your hair, and looking deeply into your eyes

“David, what are you doing?” you ask

“Something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time.” he says

He then kisses you, softly, but then roughly, it was something you had never experienced before, for this was your first kiss since you came to Neverland.

He then takes you deeper into the woods, undressing you, and you didn’t mind, you were loving every second of it, how sexy it was to have a boy basically drool all over you. It was such a good feeling, and you didn’t want it to stop.

Sooner than later, he’s inside you, you’re moaning and whining and just a mess, David covers your mouth because you get too loud, but you just smile and giggle and he laughs a little too.

“This is super dangerous, anyone could catch us.” you say

“Like I care?” He says

Well little did you know, Peter was watching the whole time, fire was in his eyes, he was furious, he didn’t know he wanted you until he couldn’t have you, you know how Pan was, he wanted you all to his self, he was selfish.

As he watch David fuck you all he could think about was how he could do it better, it was such a sick thing to think, but he did. He wanted to push David away, he wanted to take over, he wanted to show him how it’s really done, but he didn’t. He waited, and he watched, for he had a plan for the both of you.

The next day you all you could think about was your night with David, you both decided to keep it on the downlow, since neither of you wanted to be in a relationship, well he didn’t, you on the other hand wouldn’t have mind one, but oh well.

You ate breakfast, and this time before you ate Peter didn’t make an announcement, like he always does, it was strange, but you all let it go.

Peter was quite all through breakfast, he didn’t make a word, everyone was kinda freaked out by it because usually he would chat up a storm.

You were a little freaked out as well so you decide to go up to him

“Hey Peter.” you say with a smile

He smiles back and nods as he continues to eat

“Are you okay?” you ask

He puts his thumb up and smiles as he still has his mouth full

“Oh great, well it’s just because you haven’t talked, you know.” you said

He put’s his hand on his belly signaling that he was really hungry

“Oh gotcha!” you said with your thumbs up

You walked away still a little worried, this was not like Peter.

After breakfast you guys waited around until Peter gave orders, but all he did after he ate his breakfast was walked into his cabin

“Uhm, is he gonna give us our chores?” A lost boy asked

“Felix?” you asked

“I’ll go check it out.” he said as he rolled his eyes

Everyone knows Felix was Peter’s best mate,, so you usually go to him for anything if Peter wasn’t around

Peter was sitting on his chair, playing with whatever he had in his hand,

“Sup Pan.” Felix said

“What do they want Felix?” He said in annoyance

“They want to know why you’re so quite.” he said as he sat down

“I’m playing a game.” he smiled

“What game?” Felix became interested

“David and Y/n went off alone the other day.” he looked at him

“Oh yeah? And what happen?” Felix asked

“What do you think?” Peter said in a stern way, smile was gone, and he just had a mean cruel look on his face

“Oh… OH!” Felix said

Peter nodded , looking away, thinking more and more about you two.

“Are you okay?” Felix asked

“I’m going to make him suffer, and her beg for my forgiveness.” he said in such a evil way.

Felix looked at Peter, “Don’t hurt em Pan, you know I’m just looking out for you , I want the best for you, you’re my best mate.”

“I know Felix, now, let’s go, we don’t want to scare them too much.” he laughed and got up from his chair.

You see Peter head out his cabin and then rush back to the campsite,

“He’s coming!” you yell

Everybody goes into position and sits down

“Today we actually need food supplies, so we can split up in groups of 3′s.”

Oddly enough, he puts you, him, and David in a group.

It was awkward as hell, half because you two just had sex, but second because Peter wouldn’t even talk!

You would ask him questions and he would reply with one word answers, it was so annoying and frustrating.

As the days go by Peter would talk more and more everyday, and it was like nothing was wrong.

Everything went back to normal until one day Peter asked David if he could join him for dinner in his tent, he needed to talk to him about something

Your head shot up like a deer in head lights, sure it was almost a month it happen, but still maybe Peter found out, maybe he knew this whole time? You don’t know but you were freaking out

Peter and David sat in the tent eating their dinner, and talking about random things, Peter played it off pretty well

“So how’s hunting for you?” he asked

“Oh man it’s good, I feel like I could catch a fish with my bare hands in a couple of weeks.” he said

“That’s great!” Peter said

You began to walk up to David’s tent, along with all the other lost boys, how can you not wonder what was going on?

“So, how was she?” Peter stopped smiling and looked at David straight in the eyes

“Uhm, I don’t know what-” 

“Cut the bull shit David.” Peter looked at David “Now, how was she?” he asked

You were shocked, how did he know? How would he even find out? You both swore to keep your mouths shut.

“You know Pan, I’d rather not say.” he said

Peter laughed “Oh come on, we’re both young men, we both know what goes on, did she give to easily?” he winked at him

“You know what Pan I gotta go” as he starts to walk out of the tent, almost out the door Peter stops him in his tracks

He looks him dead in the eyes, and laughs with a evil smirk on his lips. “What’s wrong David? Is this making you feel uncomfortable? Because I know? Because I can imagine what it was like? Fucking her brains out?” 

David had fear in his eyes and so did you, you were frozen, you had no words, and now, all the lost boys knew.

David had fear in his eyes, his heart was racing, stomach was turning, and he was sweating up a storm.

“Did you really think you could hide it?” “That it would be your guys little secret?” Peter asked

“Why do you care so much about who Y/n sleeps with anyway?” he got the courage to ask

“What?” Peter asked, a little taken back “What does that even mean? “

“Is it that bad? That she could be attracted to someone other than you? Are you threatened that she could maybe be taken from you? It’s not like you wanted to sleep with her!” he yells

Peter looks at him, he is about to loose it, he is about to loose all of it, he could feel the anger rise up in him, as he is about to punch the shit out of David you scream “Peter wait!“ 

Part 2?
Bnha x Mulan AU (TodoDeku) Goofy idea/fanfic I'll never write. (sorry anon. Still love you. I just watched the movie and Bakugou is now Yao to me. Hope you see this bc I accidentally deleted your ask x_x. <3)
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  • Toshinori Yagi: My, what beautiful blossoms we have this year. But look, this one's late. But I'll bet that when it blooms, it will be the most beautiful of all.
  • *
  • Izuku: Excuse me, where can I sign in? Ahhh, I see you have a sword. I got one too! -goes to pull out sword- I'm very manly andddd...tough! -accidentally drops sword-
  • *
  • Mineta: For instance, my eyes, can see straightttt through your armor.
  • Izuku: -slaps Mineta-
  • *
  • Aoyama: -sparkling- Look! This tattoo will protect me from harm.
  • Bakugou: Hmmm -punches guy-
  • Kaminari: -laughs- I hope you can get your money back!
  • *
  • Bakugou: -spits- What are you lookin' at?
  • Mineta: -whispering- Punch him. It's how men say hello.
  • Izuku: -punches Bakugou-
  • Kirishima: -holding a fuming Bakugou- Bakugou, you've made a friend!
  • Mineta: Good. Now slap him on the behind. They like that.
  • Izuku: -slaps Bakugou's butt-
  • Bakugou: I'm gonna hit you so hard, it'll make your ancestors dizzy.
  • Kirishima: Bakugou -picks up Bakugou- relax and chant with me. -chants, while slowly rocking Bakugou back and forth-
  • Bakugou: -growls, but eventually chants-...blurbedjal...eh, you ain't worth my time, chicken boy.
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  • Todoroki: -looming over Izuku- I don't need anyone causing trouble in my camp!
  • Izuku: Sorry...-man voice- Uhh, I mean, sorry you had to see that. You know how it is when you get those, ugh, manly urges and you just have to kill something...fix things, uh, cook outdoors.
  • Todoroki: What's your name?
  • Izuku: Ahh, I,, uhh I, uhh-
  • Monoma: Your commanding officer just asked you a question!
  • Izuku: Uhh, I've got a name. Huhh a-and it's a boys name too!
  • Mineta: -whispers hiding behind Izuku- Kaminari, how about Kaminari?
  • Izuku: His name is Kaminari.
  • Todoroki: I didn't ask for his name. I asked for yours.
  • Mineta: Try, ugh, ughhh, ahh Chu!
  • Izuku: Ah Chu.
  • Todoroki: Ah Chu?
  • Mineta: Gesundheit. Hehe, I kill myself.
  • Izuku: Minetaaa
  • Todoroki: Mineta?
  • Izuku: NO!
  • Todoroki: -frustrated- Then what is it!
  • Mineta: Deku! Deku was my best friend growing up!
  • Izuku: IT'S DEKU!
  • Todoroki: Deku.
  • Mineta: Though Deku did steal my gir -gets choked by Izuku-
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  • Izuku: -arrives-
  • Kaminari: Looks like our new friend slept in this morning! Helloooo Deku, are you hungry?
  • Bakugou: Yeahhh, 'causse I owe you a knuckle sandwich -grabs Izuku with fist raised-
  • Todoroki: Soldiers! You will assemble swiftly and silently every morning. -takes off shirt-
  • Izuku: ... -secretly or not so secretly checkin' Todo out-
  • Todoroki: Anyone who acts otherwise, will answer to me.
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  • Izuku: -eyes wide in fear and hiding behind lily pad- Hi guys! I didn't know you were here! So, I'm clean and I'm gonna go. BYE BYE!
  • Kaminari: Come back hereee! I know we were jerks to you before, so let's start over! -naked and holding hand out to shake- Hiiii, I'm Kaminari!
  • Izuku: -naked and worried, shakes hand and bumps into Kirishima standing behind her-
  • Kirishima: And I'm Kirishima!
  • Izuku: -cringes- Hello Kirishimaaa.
  • Bakugou: -butt naked and standing on a rock- AND I AM BAKUGOU KATSUKI. KING OF THE ROCK. And there's nothing you girl's can do about it.
  • Izuku: -covers eyes-
  • Kaminari: Oh yeahhh! Well, I think Deku and I can take you.
  • Izuku: -still covering eyes trying to get away- I don't really want to take him anywhere.
  • Kaminari: But, Deku! We have to fight!
  • Izuku: We can just close our eyes...and swim around -Kaminari touches her forearm and gets too close-
  • *
  • Mineta: -spits- Ohh...what a nasty flavor.
  • Bakugou, Kirishima and Kaminari: SNAKE~ -cue screaming at the snake in the water-
  • A moment later, Kirishima: Some king of the rock...AHH! -gets pushed off rock by Bakugou-
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  • Izuku: Boy, that was close...
  • Mineta: -brushing teeth- No, that was vile. YOU OWE ME BIG.
  • *
  • Todoroki: -pissed and stroming off-
  • Izuku: Hey, I'll hold him and you punch, heh, heh...-Todoroki walks by without reacting- or not. -calling out to Todoorki- For what it's worth, I think you're a great captain.
  • Mineta: I saw that!
  • Izuku: -innocent and cute- What?
  • Mineta: You likeee him don't youuu?
  • Izuku: N-No, I--
  • Mineta: Yeah right, yeah sure. Look, GO TO YOUR TENT.
  • *
  • Kaminari: Step back guys, give 'em some air.
  • Todoroki: Deku, you are the craziest man I've ever met. And for that I owe you my life. From now on, you have my trust.
  • Kirishima: YES, YES, YESSS! -bumps hips with a random guy nearby-
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  • Izuku: TODOROKI-KUN!
  • Todoroki: -surprised- Izuku?
  • Izuku: The League of Villains are alive, they're in the city.
  • Todoroki: You don't belong here Deku, go home.
  • Izuku: Todoroki, I saw them. You have to believe me.
  • Todoroki: Why should I?
  • Izuku: Why else would I come back? You said you'd trust Deku. Why is Izuku any different? Keep your eyes open. I know they're here.
  • *
  • Izuku: Okay, any questions?
  • Bakugou: Does this dress make me look fat?
  • Izuku: -slaps Bakugou-
  • Bakugou: Ow.
  • *
  • Todorki: -awkward- Um...you...you fight good.
  • Mulan: Oh....t-thank you. -disappointed-
  • *
  • Principal Nedzu: The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all.
  • Todoroki: Sir?
  • Principal Nedzu: You don't meet a girl like that every dynasty.
  • Todoroki: -goes after Midoriya-
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  • Izuku: -kneels before All Might- Father. I brought you the mask of All for One, and the crest of Principal Nedzu. They're gifts, to honor the Yagi family.
  • Toshinori Yagi: -drops everything to hug Izuku- The greatest gift and honor is having you for a daughter. I've missed you so.
  • Izuku: -crying- I've missed you too Papa!
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  • Todoroki: Honorable Toshinori Yagi, All Might, I--IZUKU...I..uh...uh..you forgot your helmet. Ah but well, actually it's your helmet isn't it? I mean-
  • Toshinori Yagi: -smiles with eyebrow raised-
  • Izuku: -smiling at Todoroki- Would you like to stay for dinner?
  • Recovery Girl: Would you like to stay forever?
  • Todoroki: -smiling at Izuku- Dinner would be great.
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  • Aizawa: Ohhh, all right. You can be a guardian again. -cue Mineta screaming in joy-
Lovesick Loser || Peter Parker [[request]]

[[requested prompt: Pete has a crush on Liz and him and Ned are staring at her like in the scene in the cafeteria and reader is like Michelle and Peter, when he looks at the reader, is finding himself admiring her and blaming himself for not noticing her before, although she is in all his classes.]]

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Originally posted by spiderthing

Peter sits beside his best friend, Ned, during lunch. Since Ned was just about the only person that would ever be caught talking to him, they were in the midst of an intense debate on who would win in a battle between him Spider-Man and Iron Man.

Ned was all for Iron Man, and admittedly, Peter felt a little hurt at how little faith he had in him Spider-Man winning. 

“I mean, you gotta hand it to Spider-Man for being able to improvise-” Peter suddenly trails off, completely losing his train of thought when Liz Allan stepped into the cafeteria with her group of friends. Ned, not knowing what had happened, begins to nudge at Peter’s shoulder, “Dude, what’s wrong with you? Why did you…stop?” 

Ned follows Peter’s line of sight to see Liz walking across the cafeteria. Involuntarily, Peter let’s out a sigh and continues to admire Liz’s beauty. “So…did Liz get a new top?” 

“No, you’ve seen that before. Never with that skirt, though.” Ned answers with a bit of a dreamy lull to his voice. 

“We should probably stop staring before it gets creepy though.” Peter states while still openly admiring her. 

“Yeah.” Ned agrees, but neither one of them even attempts to look away from Liz. 

A sudden giggle makes both Peter and Ned turn toward the sound, and they look to the end of the table to see [Name] with a wide grin on her face, “Too late. You guys are such losers.”

Peter frowns at her and holds out a hand while Ned simply pouted at her, their expressions successfully making [Name] laugh even louder in response. Peter kept staring at her, somehow feeling his face turn red at seeing her smile again. 

Has her eyes always been that bright? 

And were her lips always that full?

Shit, what is wrong with me? 

“Anyways, I’d love to sit and chat with you guys, but I’ve got classes to attend. Later, you lovesick losers.” She gives them a wave before gathering her textbooks and leaving the cafeteria. When she was gone, Ned lets out a scoff before jutting a thumb in her direction, “Hey, isn’t she that chick that’s basically in all of your classes?” 

Peter nods, “Yeah, she’s pretty smart-”

“But not as smart as you though, huh? Maybe that’s why she was calling you a loser, because she holds a bit of a grudge against you.” Ned laughs, making Peter grin before playfully pushing him aside. 

“Shut up. [Name] would never be that petty.”

The bell suddenly rings, indicating the end of lunch. Both boys reluctantly pick up their trays, placing them against the rack before exiting the cafeteria, “Well, I’m off to Trig. Later Peter.” 

Peter nods at Ned and slowly makes his way to his Chemistry class, hoping that whatever he felt with [Name] was just a momentary thing and that he wouldn’t act so weird upon seeing her again.


He was wrong, so wrong, and he hadn’t been this wrong in such a long time.

The moment he walked into the classroom and saw [Name] sitting in her usual seat up front, he was too busy staring at her to even notice the desk in front of him. 

It was only when Peter ran the side of his hip into the desk’s corner that he realized he had been blatantly staring at [Name]. Peter running into the desk causes some pain to go through him as a few of the students laughed at him, making [Name] turn to face him in response. 

With her (color) eyes honed in on him, Peter felt his whole face turn red as he stuttered out an apology before quickly sitting on his assigned seat in the middle row. 

His hands were slightly trembling when he takes out his lead pencil and notebook, refusing to look up until he heard a soft voice call out his name.


He looks up, realizing that [Name] was staring at him. Peter gulps and tries to keep from becoming tongue tied, “Y-Yes [Name]?” 

She frowns at him and asks, “Are you okay? You’re not too hurt from when you ran into the desk, right?” Her question makes a bunch of the students laugh, making her glare at all of them in response. When they stop their laughter, she faces him again, “Anyways, are you okay?” 

“I-I’m fine! Really, uhm, thanks for asking.” 

She smiles at him with genuine relief in her eyes, (Fuck fuck fuck, why is my heart twisting like this?) “That’s good. Try to be more careful next time you lovesick loser.” [Name] tells him before turning around in her seat. 

Peter’s heart dropped a little bit upon hearing her nickname for him. 

I guess that’s all I’ll ever be in front of her eyes, a total lovesick loser.


For several days, Peter tried to deny his growing feelings for [Name], saying that there was no way she could live up to Liz Allan (despite how pretty he found [Name] to be). 

But Peter was really bad at hiding the truth from himself, and it certainly didn’t help that he saw her every day within all of his classes. 

When [Name] wasn’t looking, Peter would stare at her and think of ways to approach her. 

Should I ask her out? 

Or should I just talk to her?

Maybe I should pretend that I don’t know a certain lesson and ask for her notes? Fuck, never mind. She would never believe me and would know that something is up!

This debate seemed to happen for Peter on a near daily basis, and he figured the only way to put her out of his mind was to completely immerse himself in his superhero work. While he was webbing throughout the city, he keeps his eyes focused on the background, looking for any signs of trouble. 

A sudden scream makes his whole body tense as his mind was working on high alert. Finding the general area where the scream came from, Peter begins shooting his web throughout the city and lands in the middle of a park. Turning around, he sees a figure running toward him, not seeing him as they kept their gaze on their pursuer from behind. 

Peter successfully stops the figure from running any further when they land against his chest, screaming again when they felt his arms wrap around them. 

Finally seeing the person for the first time when they turn around, he felt his throat clench up when [Name] looked up at him with a terrified expression on her face, “Oh thank god, it’s you! Spider-Man, please help me…! This man was stalking me, and he h-has a knife in his hand.” 

Knowing that she was in danger makes Peter strengthen his resolve when he suddenly pushes [Name] behind him, “Stay back, I’ll handle this. I promise, I’ll protect you.” 

She gives him a shaky nod, wrapping both arms around her chest when her stalker suddenly appeared. He stops and looks over at Spider-Man, clearly not believing that Peter was the real deal when he laughs. “Alright kid, Comic Con is over. Ya can take ya little pretty costume somewhere else. Just give me the girl, and I promise I won’t nick ya.”

Peter was beyond furious when he expertly aimed his web shooters at the man’s knife, making the synthetic silk stick on to the knife before pulling it away. The stalker seemed dumbfounded, looking from his empty hand to his knife that was suddenly webbed to the ground. After taking a few minutes to realize that he was the real deal, the man attempts to run only to have Peter shoot his web around his legs, effectively tripping him when he landed flat on his face. 

Peter heard [Name] let out a strained “Ouch” when they both heard something crack when he faceplanted on the hard cement. Knowing that he had successfully stopped [Name’s] attacker, Peter faces her and pulls her into his arms, “Wha-”

Making sure that his voice was significantly deeper, he tells her, “Don’t worry about it. Just hang on tight.” Keeping her safely pressed against him, Peter makes his web shooter land on top of a building before swinging toward it with [Name] in his arms. “If you don’t mind me asking, where do you live?” 

She shakily tells him her address, and he swings across the city with an almost seamless knowledge of the city. In a total of ten minutes, he arrives at the rooftop of [Name’s] apartment complex, slowly letting go of her as she slid down on the ground. 

Her hands were still pressed on his chest when she moaned, burying her face within his chest. Peter stiffens and shakily asks her, “A-Are you okay? Were you hurt?” 

“No, I’m fine…I’m just- argh. I guess you can say I was mad at myself.” 

“Why are you mad at yourself? You shouldn’t be, because you look like a girl that could do no wrong.” Peter tells her honestly. 

Hearing his words makes her shake her head, “No, you don’t understand. I’m a total bitch. I get jealous of my crush who’s always ogling this seemingly perfect girl, and because of my jealousy, I’m sure I made him hate my guts.” 

She pulls away from him with a sigh, “I keep on calling him a lovesick loser, but really, all I want is for Peter to look at me like he looks at Liz. I like him so much, but he never notices me.” 

“That’s why I was nearly attacked today, because I wanted some time by myself to think about what I need to do when it came to Peter. I was too distracted and didn’t know that I was being followed…until the very last minute.” 

Peter was panicking now, having all of these thoughts running through his mind as he tried to play it cool. “I-I’m sure this uhm, Peter guy wouldn’t hate you. M-Maybe you should just try talking to him?” 

His question makes her laugh, “Yeah sure, that’s pretty easy. I’ll profess my feelings for him, only to be rejected by him in front of the entire school. Not gonna happen, Spidey.” 

She sighs once more and steps closer to him, placing a gentle kiss against his cheek, “But thank you for saving me. I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again so that you can focus on rescuing more important people.” 

[Name] was about to walk back into her apartment when Peter stops her by placing a hand on her wrist, “You’re important too, s-so if you ever need help, just call out my name and I swear I’ll come to you.” 

Her mouth was slightly open with surprise before forming into a wide smile, the expression making his heart do somersaults from within his chest, “Honestly Spider-Man, thank you.” 


The next day, he tells Ned of his plans before the start of school to make sure that he was alone on the table with [Name] during lunch. Despite him being super nervous, he used her involuntary confession to him yesterday to build up his courage. 

[Name] liked him back; she has always liked him back. 

And it was time for him to make her happy. 

After a few hours of waiting in agony, lunch period came. Peter was so nervous that he didn’t have much of an appetite, so he skipped getting a tray and went straight to his usual table, this time sitting across from [Name’s] usual seat. 

The following minutes that lead up to her arrival was when Peter was the most nervous. He couldn’t seem to stop his leg’s jittery movements nor the way he picked at his fingers. 

When [Name] finally appeared, he felt butterflies erupt all across his abdomen, filling him with the fluttery feeling of sheer anticipation at the mere sight of her. He notices her questioning glance, but she says nothing to him and simply takes her usual seat across from him. “Hello Peter.” 

“H-Hey [Name].” 

She nods and opens her notebook and Biology textbook, filling in some notes as Peter kept staring at her, waiting for the right time to talk to her. Things were getting a little awkward now when no sound came out of his mouth. He was so busy admiring the way the sunlight shone against her hair that he didn’t even hear or notice her when she looked up at him. 

“Peter, what’s wrong with you? Why are you staring at me like that, I’m not Liz.” 

Her words brings him out of his daydream when he manages to say (with a slight stutter), “I kn-know you’re not. You’re prettier than her, a-anyways.” 

He saw the way her eyes widened at his compliment, and he felt a little bit of his anxiety disappear upon seeing her blush, “You- Peter, are you saying that you were actually staring at me?” 

“Y-Yeah. I…I think I’m falling for you, [Name]. I have no reason or explanation as to why I like you so much, but I do. A-Actually, no, I kn-know why I keep staring at you, it’s because you’re just an a-all around amazing girl.  I-I’ve become a lovesick loser for you, s-so if it’s o-okay with you, would y-you like to go o-out sometime?” 

When [Name] smiled at him, Peter swore to never forget this moment as she leaned across the table to place a kiss against his lips. 

Definitely yes.”


||Anchor|| Liam Dunbar Imagine *ft Theo Raeken*

{Requested:Can I request an imagine with Liam where you all are dating and reader has been raised in an anti supernatural family (like Allison) so he doesn’t tell you he’s a werewolf and somehow reader eventually finds out?? :) <3}

“Hey Liam.“I greeted him as I sat next to him.
"Hey babe."He greeted back, kissing my cheek.
I heard someone clear their throat, making me turn to them.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt."I spoke up as Liam’s senior friends stared at me.
"Sorry (Y/N), it’s just that we’re kind of discussing something important right now."Scott explained.
"Oh, well I guess I’ll be going then. I’ll see you after school?"I asked Liam.
“Actually he can’t, we planned something tonight so Liam won’t be available."Stiles interrupted.
"Okay…sorry for interrupting again."I whispered before walking off.
I knew dating Liam would mean I would have to deal with his upperclassmen friends but never did I expect for them to take my boyfriend away from me. Once a month, his friends would drag Liam late at night and take him god knows where while I’m stuck at home missing my boyfriend. Liam also has the audacity to not answer me when I ask him about those nights or his friends.
"Miss (Y/L/N), if you are going to keep ignoring me when I call on you I suggest you stay after class for detention."My history teacher said, pulling me out of my trancelike state.
"Sorry Mrs. Marshall."I whispered as the class erupted in laughter.
What the hell are wrong with these people, what’s so funny about a teacher suggesting detention to some girl? I rolled my eyes and scoffed as a girl smirked at me. Liam turned around to face me, he always sat in front of me.
"You okay?"He asked.
"Always."I answered, sighing.
"Mr. Dunbar, I don’t need you disgracing Miss (Y/L/N) more than she already is."Mrs.Marshall stated.
The whole class laughed again, making me groan. I hate everyone is this class, they’re so immature and are a bunch of dimwits.
"Sorry Mrs.Marshall."Liam apologized.
She glared at the both of us before turning back to to board. Liam’s left hand extended out as he waited for me to take his hand. I happily intertwined our fingers as we both turned to face the wicked witch of the west- I mean history teacher. During the lesson, Liam started to stroke my hand with his thumb, making me smile as I squeezed his hand.
"Hey (Y/N), can you and Liam stop holding hands? It’s distracting me from learning important knowledge."Gibrana spoke up.
Girbrana was your typical bossy popular girl who thought she was superior to everyone.
"Pay attention to the front of the classroom, you’re in the front and shouldn’t even be looking behind you dimwit."I spat, making her laugh.
"Dimwit, that’s your way of insulting me?"She asked.
"Oh I’m not insulting you, I’m just stating facts sweetheart."I answered, making her furrow her eyebrows.
"You think you’re so smart, don’t you? You may be the smartest one in this class but we both know your boyfriend would chose me over you in a heartbeat.’‘She spat.
"As if."Liam scoffed,rolling his eyes.
"Was I talking to you?"She asked.
"Listen bitch, why don’t you turn around and pay attention so you don’t fail so miserably in this class."I snapped, making her glare at me.
”(Y/N), go to the office!“Mrs.Marshall yelled.
"Fine, I don’t have time to deal with intellectual inferiors like her."I spat.
I stormed out of the classroom and walked to the principals office. Maybe if I would have just kept my mouth shut, I wouldn’t have to be here. Who am I kidding, that was so worth it. I hate every bone in that obnoxious little bitch’s body. Right as I was about to open the door to the office, I felt someone grab my hand and yank me away.
"What the-"I started to say before I looked up to see Theo.
"What’d you do now (Y/N)?"Theo asked, making me scoff.
"You say that as if I’d been in trouble so frequently."I muttered.
"No, sister-”
“Don’t call me that, it’s weird."I said, making him laugh.
"What, because we’re step siblings now it’s weird?"Theo asked.
"Well it is when we used to hook up before our parents decided to start dating."I answered.
"Well I do miss those nights."Theo whispered, caressing my cheek.
"Stop it, we’re step siblings now."I said, shoving him off of me.
"You’re crankier than usual, are you on your time of the month?"Theo asked as he dragged me out of the school.
"Oh but on the contrary Theo, it ended last week."I answered, making him scrunch up his nose in disgust.
Theo threw me in his truck and sped off. Theo seemed anxious as he kept driving. The drive was long, and it wasn’t until the sun started to set that I asked him where he was going.
"You’ll see soon."Theo answered.
I rolled my eyes before getting comfortable in my seat and falling asleep.
(Liam’s P.O.V)
"I don’t get this, why can’t we just bring (Y/N) with us so she can anchor him?"Malia asked as Lydia chained her up.
"I could hurt her, and that’s the last thing I would want."I muttered as Scott chained me up.
Suddenly Scott’s phone started ringing, making Stiles finish chaining me up as he answered.
"What do you want Theo?"I heard Scott ask.
I furrowed my eyebrows and blocked every noise out but the phone call between Scott and Theo.
"You wouldn’t dare."Scott muttered as he balled his hands into fists.
"Theo, I swear if you don’t explain yourself right now I’m going to kill you!"I heard (Y/N) say in the background.
I felt my fangs and claws grow as anger stirred inside me. I yanked the chains off as my chest kept rising up and down.
"Uh Scott-”
“Stiles wait!"Scott yelled as he continued to talk with Theo.
"Scott, seriously I need your help here!"Stiles yelled as I ran past Stiles.
I jumped out the window, glass shattering as I fell onto my feet. I let out a roar as I ran through the woods, trying to find (Y/N)’s scent.
(Reader’s P.O.V)
"What the hell is wrong with you?"I asked as Theo tightened the rope around my wrists.
"Look (Y/N) this wouldn’t have happened if you listened to me when I told you shouldn’t date Liam."Theo muttered.
"What is it that makes you hate the idea of Liam and I?"I asked.
"He’s no good for you (Y/N)!"Theo answered.
"How would you know that?"I asked.
"You never once tried getting a long with him, you never tried to get to know him."I muttered.
"I know because he’s a werewolf, a werewolf who happens to struggle with his I.E.D!"Theo yelled.
I furrowed my eyebrows, confused at what he had just blurted out. I looked at him, studying his facial expression as he stared back at me, looking for an answer.
"Aren’t you going to say something back?"He asked, making me laugh.
"You’ve gone absolutely mad, haven’t you?"I asked, making him roll his eyes.
"Why am I asking, of course you are. You kidnapped and chained me up!"I yelled.
"And now you’re speaking of werewolves, you’ve surely lost your mind."I muttered.
"Theo!"I heard a beastly roar say.
I turned to see a male with beast like features, glowing golden eyes, sharp claws, sharp fangs, and pointy ears.
"There’s your boyfriend (Y/N), there’s Liam."Theo muttered, pointing at the beast.
I felt my heart stop as I looked into the beasts eyes. Behind the eyes full of rage, was the familiar blue soft yet soul piercing eyes of my boyfriend.
"Liam…"I whispered.
Liam simply ignored as if he hadn’t heard me. Liam growled as he circled around Theo, making me yank at the chains.
"Liam, Liam-"I started to say before Liam threw himself at Theo.
Liam clawed at Theo’s face, making me scream.
"Liam, stop! Don’t hurt him!"I screamed as I desperately tried to break free from the shackles on my wrists.
Tears streamed down my face as Liam kept clawing at Theo. Out of nowhere, Theo let out a roar as he kicked Liam off. I watched as Theo rolled his head back as his ears, fangs, and claws grew. Theo’s eyes glowed an identical golden shade as Liam’s.
"Theo?"I asked, confused and scared.
Theo ran over to me and tried to touch me but I backed away.
"You don’t have to be scared of me, I would never hurt you (Y/N)-”
“Then why did you kidnap me and take me here?"I asked.
"I needed to show you what Liam really was."Theo answered as he broke the shackles, letting me free.
Suddenly Liam grabbed Theo and threw him at the other side of the cave.
"Liam!"I screamed, gaining his attention.
He turned to me and snarled as I stumbled back, leaning against the wall.
"Liam, it’s me, it’s (Y/N)."I whispered as he cornered me.
"You might seem like a monster on the outside but I know who you really are, you’re a small tempered goofball who loves playing videos games with his best friend Mason, an incredible boyfriend who never ceases to amaze his girlfriend, someone who has a pure heart."I continued as he sniffed my neck.
"You’re not a monster."I muttered, letting a tear run down my face as we stared back at each other intensely.
As soon as he stopped growling, I took my chance and cupped his face.
"I love you Liam Dunbar…please come back to me."I whispered.
His eyes softened as they stopped glowing and flickered back to his powder blue eyes.
”(Y/N)?“He asked, his eyes widening.
"Liam, are you okay?"I asked as he cupped my face.
"Forget about me, are you okay?"He asked.
"I’m alive so yes."I answered.
"Did I hurt you?"He asked.
"No Liam, you didn’t lay a finger on me."I answered, making him let out a shaky breath.
"Thank god."He whispered.
It was inky then I noticed his fangs had retracted, but his claws and sideburns still remained.
"Why didn’t you tell me?"I asked.
"I wanted to keep you safe, I thought that as long as you didn’t know about me and the supernatural, you wouldn’t be dragged into it. I was also afraid you’d leave me if you saw the real me."He explained, looking down at the floor.
"I’ve seen the real you Liam, I know who you are."I mumbled as I caressed his cheek.
I pulled him in for a long and sweet kiss before pulling apart.
I noticed his side burns and claws had disappeared, he was in his human form.
"So you’re a werewolf, that doesn’t change who you really are. You’ll always be my goofball boyfriend."I said, making him grin.
"So you’re not afraid?"He asked.
"At first I was, but now I think it’s pretty cool. Is this why you refuse to have sex?"I asked.
"I would never risk you getting hurt (Y/N)."He answered.
"Yet here we are, on the night of a full moon and you haven’t hurt me one bit."I mumbled.
"You love me too much to hurt me."I stated, making him nod.
"I think Scott told me about this before, something about an anchor? His first love used to be his anchor, she’d keep him human whenever she was near."Liam explained.
"So does this mean I’m your anchor?"I asked.
’'I think so."He answered, making me grin widely.
Suddenly Theo groaned as he woke up, making Liam growl in his direction.
"Relax Dunbar, I’m not going to hurt my stepsister."Theo mumbled, making Liam furrow his eyebrows in confusion.
"Yeah I would have told you about him but you’ve been busy with your senior friends- who must be werewolves."I said, making him laugh.
"You’re incredibly smart (Y/N)."He said, making me nod.
"Scott’s the one who saved my life by biting me. Theo’s not a werewolf by the way, he’s a chimera."Liam stated.
"A what?"I asked, confused.
"Basically a cheap knockoff werewolf wannabe-”
“Watch your mouth Liam."Theo warned, snarling at him.
"Liam, stop!"Scott yelled as he ran in with Stiles and Malia.
"Stop what?"He asked.
"You’re too late McCall."Theo muttered.
"My sister-”
“Stepsister."I corrected, making him roll his eyes.
"Turns out my stepsister is his anchor."Theo muttered, leaning against the wall.
"So we ran all the way here for nothing?"Stiles asked.
"Stiles you took the jeep, Malia and I ran."Scott reminded him.
"Well the run from the jeep and to this cave was tiring…”

EXO Reaction when their GF puts stuff in her bra because she doesn’t have anywhere to put them

Xoxo, Admin A~

/I don’t own any of the gifs used, unless stated otherwise/


“Wait… did you just.. touch your boobs or…” *Never gets used to it* “If you want… I can do that for you”


*Someone’s jealous because he can’t do the same* “I want to put stuff in mine too….”


“I see you jagi…. you must have a treasure there… do you also save chocolate in there?” *Such a baby*


*Your phone is unlocked and it sends a text by mistake* “Aish… her boobs wrote weird stuff again… I’ll answer tho.. or they won’t be happy with me later”


“I could buy you a purse but… honestly.. I like when you do that.. babe..” *Naughty boi*


“Oh so.. what’s why she touches her boobs all the time.. I thought it was a kink or something… makes sense..” *Someone enjoys watching you xD*


*You can’t find your phone* “Wait.. wait… I didn’t take it. It’s on your.. bra.. I saw you put it in there… not that I’m always staring at your chest…” 


*Mixed feelings* “I love when she does that… but.. people.. is watching.. i don’t want the to watch… but I love it…”


“Jagi can you keep my phone while I’m on stage? Yes? Thank you, Oh yes… do you have eyeliner there? I forgot mine” *So used to it xD*


*He’s just… trying to see how it works* “Ohh… so you can put something in here… woah…. wait wait… I want to see what else is in there…”


”Unbelievable baobei… so many purses and you still do that.. you are so cute and unique” *Unimpressed xd*


*Too pure to think bras can be used like that xD* “A bra… I think I just saw… one…”

[Masterlist] [Guideline]

He baked a home made cake.

Chocolate– with whipped cream frosting and bananas because thats Katsuki’s favorite. It was hard work and it looked a bit sloppy, but it was edible. And surely,  despite the look, it tasted great! (Izuku would know. He sampled the batter and cream before it was all put together)

It was a miracle he even had time to /make/ the darn thing, with Katsuki constantly trying to stay beside him all day. Izuku admitted he felt bad for finding excuses to sneak away or leave his boyfriend alone all morning and afternoon long… but it would be worth it. Izuku was lucky he got Eijirou to occupy Katsuki until everything was in place.

He set the cake on the table, before he set out the gift he had gotten the other as well. He felt nerves taking over, as he stared at the wrapped gift.  Would the gift he chose be too sappy? Would Katsuki even like something like that? Maybe he should have chosen something else.

He muttered about his thoughts,  as he pinched his lower lip in between his pointer finger and thumb. But his unsure thoughts were soon interrupted when he heard the sound of keys at the front door. Lifting his head quickly,  he felt butterflies take over his stomach. He could hear Katsuki’s voice – muffled,  but still clear enough. He must have been saying goodbye to Eijirou.

Thank God Izuku had finished his surprise. He hoped it was good enough.  Maybe he should rush to hide it all and pretend he didnt make anything at all– Jeez,  he hated when his nervousness got the best of him.

“Deku? ” Katsuki called out as he entered in the house, then.  Izuku heared him toss his keys and light jacket aside, before he started coming closer.

“I-in here Kacchan!” Izuku replied and turned toward the entry way of the kitchen. He swallowed hard, and waited patiently until he saw his boyfriend’s face coming in.

“What the fuck have you been doin all day, you didnt answer any texts from me.” He watched the curly haired male and tilted his head slightly. There was an irritated tone to his voice.
“Sorry Kacchan but..Th..this– I’ve been working on this!” Izuku said quickly,  before stepping himself out of the way of the table. “Um..H..Happy Birthday..”

 Katsuki’s eyes widened then, upon seeing the surprise laid out on the table. He didn’t say much,  but he went closer to observe it better.  The cake was his favorite–and it was lopsided. But it was decorated nicely and the gift was wrapped endearingly, too. Too much tape,  but it was cute. And it was touching. The ash blonde lifted his crimson eyes from the small display and looked at Izuku.

“You were doin /this/ for me??”

“Yes.” Izuku nodded. “I..I know it isn’t perfect.  But I wanted to do something special.. thats why I had Eijirou keep you busy all day- and I know you wanted to spend time with me on your birthday,  but I wanted to surprise you and make it a good evening together- and also I’m not sure if you’ll like the gift but I–”

“Deku.” Katsuki cut off Izuku’s rambling before he reached out and embraced him in his arms.  “Thanks. I’m shitty with words…but Im happy.  I was pretty pissed you kept fucking avoiding me” he smirked a bit.   “But I guess it was worth it, huh?”

Izuku felt his cheeks start to burn up shyly and be couldn’t help but smile.  It was relieving to hear Katsuki liked it.

“Im glad..”

“So,for my gift, besides the nice one sittin right there..”

“Huh?” Izuku looked up to see Katsuki better. “What..?”

“Are you gonna let me lick and eat this cake off your body? ” he grinned, though Izuku couldn’t tell if it was being serious or not.

“K-Kacchan!?” He didn’t have time to say much else,  as Katsuki’s lips crashed into his own. It was a firm, yet tender kiss.

Once their lips parted way Katsuki snickered.
“So. Are we gonna lay you across this table and spread the cake all over?”

“Kacchan!” The blush only spread further.  

“I think I kinda fuckin deserve it!”

Izuku knitted his eyebrows before be squirmed out of Katsuki’s hold. The latter pursed his lips,  slightly disappointed.

“A..after this you can.. do whatever you want okay? B-but first open this first gift.” He picked up the wrapped present off the table and timidly held it toward Katsuki.

He reached out and took hold of it.
“I’m holdin you to your words.” He smirked before he started to tear the paper away. It was difficult, thanks to the generous amount of tape– but eventually it was opened and it was…a photo album of them two. Pictures of all their dates and just everyday things,  as well as small notes and love letters to go along with each page.
Katsuki slowly flipped through the pages at Izuku eagerly waited a reaction.

“..um.. do you like it..?” He finally had to ask because Katsuki staying quiet only concerned him more.

“Deku.” Katsuki paused, then closed the book. He placed it down on the table and wrapped the other in a tight hug again. This time Katsuki turned his head and peppered kisses onto Izuku’s ear. “I’m so fucking lucky I have you.. I love you. Thank you. ”

That was all the confirmation Izuku needed and he set his arms around Katsuki then. “I love you too, Kacchan. Im happy you like it… Happy Birthday.”

In the Rough

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 (you are here), part 4part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, based on @skygemspeaks​ ‘s prompt

Previously: Yuuri, runaway prince of Yutopia, has found himself in the service of Victor Nikiforov, crown prince of the neighboring country of Rus. As a prospect for Prince Victor’s personal bodyguard, Yuuri was granted an audience with the Tzar. At first, Yakov is skeptical of this “Yuuri Nishigori” that his sons found on the side of the road, but he’s won over by Yuuri’s eloquence and earnest desire to be of help. Prince Yuri, though, doesn’t seem to share his father and brother’s opinion. Regardless, Yuuri’s appointment is confirmed.

Yuuri doesn’t know what it is that he expects when they leave the Tzar’s presence, but it’s certainly not to have Victor complaining about how tired he is. “Travelling is hard on the body, Yuuri,” he says wisely. “We should go to sleep early, since we have to get an early start tomorrow anyway.”

Oh, Yuuri thinks. Maybe he’s not as immature as I thought. “Then, if Your Highness would point me toward the servants’–”

“Call me Victor,” Victor admonishes. “I already told you that. And Yuuri, don’t you want to sleep with me?”

“Huh?” There’s no way to respond to that other than shock.

“You’re my personal guard, after all. You should be sleeping nearby, not all the way in the servants’ quarters.” Victor doesn’t seem to understand the implication behind his words, and that makes Yuuri feel at least a little bit better. He still has to figure out how to decline, though; Victor is one of the more stubborn people he’s known in a while, and it’s going to be hard, as a servant, to change his mind.

“You’re welcome to retire, Victor, but I’m afraid I’m going to have to borrow Mister Nishigori.” Yuuri’s saving grace come in the form of a young man with dark hair. “We have to go over your schedule for tomorrow and ensure that he knows what’s expected of him.”

Victor pouts, but doesn’t protest that much. Something tells Yuuri that this may be a recurring argument, but at least for now he’s letting it go. “Don’t keep him too long, Otabek. We have an early day ahead of us!”

The man– Otabek? What an odd name –just raises an eyebrow. “You rarely have early days, Victor. You get up whenever you please.”

“Which is pretty early!” Victor protests.

Yuuri is looking between the two of them in shock. Is this really how servants in this country interact with their employers? Never mind the fact that Victor is a royal, it would be unheard of in Yutopia no matter the person’s rank.

Otabek doesn’t look in the slightest as though he’s joking, either. “By your standards, maybe. Now, we really must be going. I’d like to get some sleep tonight as well.”

He steers Yuuri away, keeping his shoulder in a vice grip until they get to the library. “My name is Otabek. I’m the captain of the guard. Before you ask, yes. You do outrank me.”

Yuuri blinks. “I know. I wasn’t going to ask that.”

The captain of the guard is in charge of the general guard, but personal guards are handpicked by the royal family. Therefore, they have more authority. That’s nearly unanimous, no matter the country.

Otabek’s eyebrows furrow just the slightest bit, but his expression is otherwise unreadable. Yuuri hopes that he hasn’t given himself away, and that he’s not sweating with nerves. But Otabek doesn’t say a word about it, instead pulling out a roll of parchment.

“Victor is well-loved by most, so in terms of protection, you aren’t going to have much to do. Always be on your guard, of course, but you’re more of a glorified babysitter than anything else.” He gives the scroll to Yuuri. “That’s his schedule for the rest of the week.”

“Is… why are you giving this to me?” The parchment is about as heavy as Yuuri expects, considering Victor’s title as crown prince, but there isn’t a reason that he should be the one carrying it around.

Otabek shrugs. “Victor is usually good about being where he should be, but both he and Yuri have a tendency to skip lessons they dislike. It’s your job to make sure that Victor doesn’t.”

“If I notice Prince Yuri ditching something, should I stop him?” Not that he thinks he’ll actually be able to, but he can at least try if it’s expected of him.

“Generally, if you see Yuri, either Georgi or I are very close behind him. I assure you that Victor will be more than enough to handle on his own. Just memorize that schedule and do your best to stick to it.” Otabek’s expression hasn’t changed once. “Two more things before I can let you go. You are free to ask for my help with Victor. Georgi frequently does, and he’s been Yuri’s guard for years.”

“I’d never dream of it,” Yuuri says hurriedly. “I’m sure you’re busy enough without doing my job for me. Not to say that Georgi doesn’t do his own job, but–”

Otabek cocks his head, considering him. “You really are interesting. I can see why they like you.”

Yuuri stops rambling. “Um… thank you? I think?”

“Don’t. I haven’t yet decided whether or not I like you. Your work ethic and dedication will decide that.”

The fact that he isn’t glaring only makes that a more intimidating statement. Still, Yuuri decides that he likes Otabek. People who avoid snap decisions tend to be very good judges of character, he’s learned.

He manages a smile. “Alright. You mentioned that you had something else to tell me?”

“Yes. Victor is much more than he appears to be. Keep that in mind and do what he asks.” Otabek shoots him a look that almost looks amused. “That includes his name and your sleeping arrangements.”

Yuuri just gapes at him as he puts a hand on his shoulder and leaves the library, leaving Yuuri to find his own way back.

He manages, if only after about an hour of aimless wandering, to find Victor’s room again. He doesn’t have any nightclothes, so he’s planning on just sleeping in his undershirt and trousers on the chaise at the end of Victor’s bed.

What he’s not planning on is having Victor jumping at him as soon as he opens the door. “Yuuri!”

“Your Highn–Victor, what are you doing?” Yuuri barely manages to keep the both of them from falling to the floor. “Shouldn’t you be asleep?”

Victor looks at him with wide blue eyes. “I decided to wait for you.”

Oh no, Yuuri thinks, face burning as he averts his eyes. He’s cute. Why is he so cute?

“That’s not healthy or appropriate,” Yuuri chides gently. “No servant should be getting in the way of something you need. And you need as much sleep as you can get.”

Somehow, Victor manages to talk Yuuri out of his original plan of using the chaise. Not twenty minutes later, he’s standing in too-big nightclothes borrowed from Victor, being tugged onto the bed. Victor latches onto Yuuri and falls asleep quickly, breathing going soft and even.

Yuuri, on the other hand, doesn’t get much sleep at all.

The Disappearing Pets

No one noticed when the strays started to go missing. It was just a cat here, another there, nothing too unusual for feral animals. Even as a kid, I was used to them coming and going of their own accord and sometimes wouldn’t see them for months. It was just how things worked in a small country town.

But then Sassafrass disappeared. She was the Binders’ beloved Siamese cat, an elderly girl with only one good eye and less teeth. She would sunbathe in a basket filled with blankets from dawn until dusk and then go in to sleep between them on the couch while they watched their evening programs. She rarely left her basket and never left her yard.

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A Cold and a Confession (Harry Hook x reader)

Words: 1,487

Warnings: threats, a cold

Sometimes, y/n wished that people could read her emotions. They always seemed to assume incorrectly what she was feeling. When she wanted someone to talk to, everyone kept out of her way. When she wanted to be alone, everyone seemed to want to start a conversation with her. After she was given the role of class president, she figured that things would be easier.

Of course, she was wrong.

There was no doubt that she did her job well. In fact, people told her that she was the best student president that they’d had in years. She cared deeply about the problems that others faced and was always eager to fix them. Unfortunately, she didn’t have the best people skills.

Once the new Villain kids came to Auradon, this became much more obvious.

The days leading up to their arrival, the teachers had reminded her to ‘be patient’ and ‘give them a chance’. Y/n had no problem giving them a chance, so long as they made an effort to follow her rules. For the most part, they did.

Harry Hook was the only exception. He skipped class, never took any notes, and handed in homework that wasn’t his. He did the opposite of everything y/n told him to do. Whenever he got in trouble, y/n was the one who was put in charge of his detention. She would do her work at the teacher’s desk, glaring at him every so often. Soon, it was a normal thing for them. In fact, it got to a point where they would study in the same room whether Harry had detention or not.

Harry hadn’t changed very much though. If anything, the promise of being able to sit in a room with the most interesting girl he had ever laid eyes on was only encouraging him to cause more trouble.

He kept getting into trouble, and she begrudgingly oversaw his punishment.

“If you click that pen one more time, I will slit your throat.” Y/n growled from her place at the front of the room. She was currently writing out a rather complicated looking formula on the dusty chalkboard in front of her.

“If ye keep grumbling about that bloody problem, I’ll slit me own throat.” The pen clicking ceased as Harry rose from his seat, stretching his arms out in front of them until they popped. “Honestly, ye’re making it much more complicated than it needs ta be.”

“Oh? Would you like to try it, your highness?” She snapped, thrusting the chalk out in his direction.

“Don’t mind if I do.” Harry snatched the chalk from her and nudged her out of the way so he could stand in front of the problem.

After a few moments, y/n spoke up. “I knew it, you don’t know how to-”

“Ye didn’t factor it all the way.” He interrupts, quickly erasing half of her problem and working it out in his own handwriting. He set the chalk down once he finished and grinned widely at y/n.

“You suck.”

“Ye know ye love me.” Harry laughed, throwing her a wink over his shoulder as he made his way back to his desk.

“In your dreams, Hook.” Y/n quickly wrote down the problem in her notebook, fighting the warm feeling in her chest.

I must be getting sick. I certainly can’t have a crush, especially not on him. Even if I did, it’s not like he would like me back. I mean, I’m not good at ‘people things’.

She shook the thoughts from her head, glancing over at Harry, not to glare, but just to observe.

He tapped lightly on his desk as he read the book in front of him. His eyebrows creased in concentration and his lips pursed slightly as he turned the page.

Y/n looked down quickly, clearing her throat in an attempt to clear her head. He was just a boy. An ordinary, extremely attractive boy. Who was also secretly smart. Feeling the heat rush to her cheeks, y/n stood abruptly.

“Alright, detention is over.” She gathered her things and shot out the door before Harry could even respond.

Just a boy. She thought to herself as she headed to her dorm. But she couldn’t help but think, that she was just a girl. Why couldn’t it work out her way?

As it turned out, y/n was sick. She had a cold, but the amount of stressing that she was doing was not helping her condition.

She slipped shakily out of bed as she mumbled a list of things that needed to be done to herself. She tiptoed over to her closet, poking lamely at her wardrobe. Eventually, she pulled out a dark sweatshirt and some black leggings. As she reached for her doorknob, backpack slung lazily on one shoulder, the door opened.

She stepped back, squeaking as she felt herself lose her balance. Y/n cursed her backpack as she flailed her arms about in an attempt to stay standing.

Cool hands grabbed her arms and yanked her upright. Y/n blinked as she saw Harry’s blue eyes stare into her e/c ones. He raised an eyebrow at her messy hair and flushed cheeks.

Y/n pulled her arms away and wrapped them around her chest after dropping her backpack to the floor beside her. “Out of my way, Hook. I have to get to class.”

If possible, Harry raised his eyebrow with more intensity. A smile tugged at his lips as he nodded towards the digital clock beside her bed. “Did ye even bother ta check the time?”

Y/n spun around, a bit too quickly, so she didn’t protest when Harry placed a hand on her shoulder to steady her. She stared at the numbers on her clock.


“There is no way that I slept all day. That’s ridiculous.” Y/n reasoned, turning back around to face the smug pirate.

Harry’s smirk vanished as she saw how close to tears y/n was. He placed a hand on her forehead and winced when he felt how warm it was.

“Geez, did ye stick yer head in the oven? How’re ye not dead?” Harry tugged her to her bed. “Ye need ta rest.”

“I’ve been resting all day, you idiot.” Y/n snapped, though she settled onto her bed anyway. “I just…I have so much work to do. I have a test tomorrow and the notes that I need to study were given in class today. I needed to review the applications for student council, I had to-” Her voice broke. She took a deep breath, trying to stay calm.

“These notes?” Harry held a red folder out to her. “Oh, and the applications are in there too. The posters for homecoming were set up around the school too.”

Y/n took the folder from him and gingerly opened it. She smiled as she flicked through the papers. “Who put the posters up? No one knows about that except for me.”

“Ah, well, ye mentioned it once in detention when ye were mumbling to yerself. I knew ye’d only make yerself sicker if ya stressed about that.” Harry rubbed the back of his neck and glanced around the room, looking anywhere but where y/n was sitting.

“The notes?”

“Sorry if the handwriting is bad.” He grumbled.



“Thank you.” She smirked at the blush that appeared on his cheeks. “But, why?”

He finally turned to face her, his normal smirk etching its way back onto his face. “Who else is gonna keep me company when I’ve got detention?”

“You really want me there?” Y/n seemed puzzled.

Harry blinked, eyes wide. “Well, yeah. Haven’t ye figured it out?” Upon seeing her confused expression, he elaborated. “Oh, come on. Why do ye think I’m always getting detentions? Why do ye think I only click my pen in detention?”

Y/n realized suddenly that he was right, he had never once clicked his pens in classes. In fact, she could have sworn that he hated it just as much as she did.

“You don’t mean-”

“That I like ye? Sorry, but I do.” He smiled a real, genuine smile before heading for the door.

“W-wait! Where are you going?” She hurriedly shoved herself off of the bed and shuffled towards him.

He raised an eyebrow, one foot out the door.

“Um, well…” She struggled to find the words that she wanted to say. “You can’t just confess and then leave me here, alone and sick. That’s…that’s just rude. I’m not very good with people. But, you’re the one person that makes me feel like I’m peopling right. That’s not a word. Uh, but, you get what I mean, right?” A blush was making its way onto her cheeks. “Basically, you can’t leave me alone right now.”

Harry stared at her for a moment before giving in. He chuckled, shaking his head as he closed the door. “Fine, but don’t expect me to make ya tea or anything.”


Yep, another picspam review. I mean, with this episode, how could I not? I was broken for a full two days, so of course it warrants me repeatedly smashing my face into the keyboard… which is pretty much what this entire post is. Face smashes and screencaps. (And boy howdy, do I mean screencaps. There’s a LOT. *rolls around in all of the caps*)

I actually did not have all that much time to get online yesterday, so this time around I don’t believe I’ll be unintentionally quoting any of you guys. \o/

First, I will share this… I get my legal digital copies from Google Play (I have Android everything, including a fucking television that’s running Android… of course I use Google Play and also ‘cuz fuck a whole lot iTunes). Someone at Google knows exactly what they’re doing because THIS is the picture they decided to use as the thumbnail of this episode. And I am DYING because this exact moment is when Cas says, “get out” and Sam is just staring like, “omg mental note do not fuck with Cas right now.”

Yah, that’s perfect. YOCKEY: I am Cas. Get the fuck out, you broke me. I am also Sam. I cannot believe you just did that jesus fuck.

(Side note: that picture is taken with my Android phone of my Android TV.)

That said.

Number of Obligatory Dean Wall Slams: TWOOOOO!!! Yockey, you speak to my heart.

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Chlonath 6 please!

“I was not expecting this,” Nathaniel breathed, licking his lips.

“Are you complaining?” Chloe asked, eyebrow raised.

“N-no! I just…why?”

Chloe pursed her lips and brushed his long hair out of his face. “You have pretty eyes.”

“You decided to pull me into this closet to make out because I have pretty eyes?”

“Your ass isn’t bad either.”

Nathaniel swallowed loudly. “Thank you?”

Chloe rolled her eyes. “I saw the picture you drew of me earlier. It was pretty, you’re pretty, I decided to kiss you. That’s literally all the thought that went into it, Kurtzberg.”

“Okay,” he nodded.

“Can we keep kissing now?”


Chloe pulled back annoyed.

“Uh, one more thing, which picture did you see exactly?” he asked nervously.

“I don’t know. It was just a picture of me. I think I was in a blue dress or something.”

Nathaniel visibly deflated in relief. “Oh good, that’s really good.”

Chloe nodded and leaned back in. “Wait, what do you mean which picture did I see?”


“Did you draw another picture of me?”

“Of course not! That would be weird.”


Nathaniel fumbled behind his back and found the door knob. He twisted it and stumbled backwards through the opened door. “Uh, better get going. Thanks for the lips and the kissing. Later see you I will!” His face as red as his hair, he spun and marched away.

“Damn it,” Chloe swore. “I think I have a crush on that stupid tomato.”

I was just thinking I wanted to write some more Chlonath soon and here came @krzed into my inbox at just the right moment! <3

If you want to see a drabble with your favorite characters, send me a prompt from this list and I will get to it when inspiration hits!

Be Mine? (Carry On Valentine’s Celebration Day 5)

It’s still Valentine’s Day where I’m writing from. This is a sixth year fic. Happy Valentine’s Day Snowbaz! <3 @carryon-valentines


Simon glared at Baz as they walked towards Watford. Baz told him earlier to meet him in the wavering wood to help inspect what Baz had claimed was a small dead spot. Simon had known it was a trick but had met Baz anyways, intending to get Baz to talk about why he wanted Simon off campus in the first place. Instead, however, a pack of goblins had caught up with them and they had both been forced to fight them off. On Valentine’s Day of all days.
It was dark now and Simon knew there would be hell to pay for having skipped out on all his friends’ celebration plans. As they got to the drawbridge Simon realized they had not gotten back on time, the bridge already drawn up.
“Well, this is fantastic,” Simon said.
Already exhausted, Simon threw off his jacket and spelled it into a blanket for him to sit on. Baz hadn’t really spoken since the goblin attack and wouldn’t look at him.
“I suggest you figure out how to spell your jacket into a tent or something, we’re going to be here for a while,” Simon said.
Baz, with a quick sneer thrown Simon’s way, complied and spelled a small tent for them both. They settled inside of it, anger tangible in the air.
“I didn’t plan for the goblins,” Baz muttered.
“I did plan to spend the day with Penny and Agatha so I don’t really want to hear it.”
Baz wiped a hand across his face, removing some of the grime there, and sighed.
“Look, I’m sorry. I just meant to keep Wellbelove waiting for you. But it wasn’t supposed to be an all night thing.”
Simon raised an eyebrow.
“Are you actually apologizing to me?”
“Yes,” Baz replied, his tone dangerous.
“Well,” Simon felt startled, “Thank you.”
They were quiet for a few minutes.
“Why were you trying to keep me away from Agatha?”
Baz gave him an unreadable side-glance.
“Some of us don’t enjoy watching perfect couples prance around on Valentine’s Day. I thought it would be fun to make her sweat it out a bit.”
Simon sighed, realizing Baz was a bit out of the loop.
“I don’t think you realize this but…Agatha and I broke up.”
Baz’s eyes widened.
Simon shrugged.
“We just weren’t meant to be.”
Baz rolled his eyes.
“Not according to everyone else at this school.”
Simon lay back in the tent.
“Well they don’t see the private stuff. Trust me, it didn’t work out.”
Baz stayed silent.
“What about you?” Simon asked.
“Do you have a special Valentine this year?”
Baz laughed bitterly.
“No. I’ve never had one actually.”
Simon studied Baz’s face.
“Nobody has ever asked you to be their Valentine?”
Baz slicked back his sweat stained hair.


It felt strange to be talking to Snow as if they were friends. The usual animosity was nowhere to be found inside the tent. Stranger, was the fact that Baz was telling Snow something that he hadn’t told anyone before.
“But haven’t you ever liked someone?” Snow asked.
He studied Snow. He was a total mess, blood and mud splattered on his uniform and his hair stuck up in a million directions. His blue eyes had dark circles under them, a sign of the sleeplessness that Baz already knew about. And the smattering of freckles on his face, lighter than the moles, somehow stood out against all the dirt from their excursion earlier.
His response came out a bit breathlessly.
Snow’s eyes flickered across his face.
“Oh. Then why…?”
Baz looked away, trying to break the tension building inside him.
“Because they don’t like me back.”
He heard Snow sigh.
“That must be hard.”
Baz shrugged.
“It’s not that big of a deal. Valentine’s Day is sort of hyped up. More about buying stuff than anything else.”
Snow didn’t respond. Baz heard some kind of crinkling noise and then felt a tap on his shoulder. Bewildered, he turned and found Snow holding some kind of candy in his outstretched hand.
“Here,” Snow said.
Baz took the candy bar from him. It was a mint chocolate Aero bar. They both loved them, it was one of the few things they had in common. The packaging was slightly wrinkled and it felt as if the candy inside had broken into multiple pieces.
“What’s this for?”
Snow was blushing.
“Now you can say you’ve had a Valentine.”
Baz felt his own cheeks warm.
“You’re saying…that you…”
“I’m your valentine this year,” Snow murmured.
They stared at each other for a minute, the atmosphere in the small tent changing. It felt as if Baz had to kiss Snow in that moment and that Snow might actually let him.
“We should get some sleep,” Snow murmured.
“Sure,” Baz said.
They settled under the blanket and looked at each other, a million questions swirling unanswered between them.
Baz smiled.
“Thank you.”
Snow smiled back, his eyes already closing.
“You’re welcome Baz. Happy Valentine’s Day.”

Asgardian Valentine // Thor x Reader

Pairing: Thor x Reader (POC), Slight Winter/Widow and Scarlett/Vision, Bonus Steve, Tony, Bruce, Pietro and Sam.
Word Count: 2.2k+
Warning: Super cute Valentines fluff, pls enjoy this holiday fluff.
Summary: Despite not being one to celebrate the holiday, Reader is a big help to the others. Vision still can’t cook by himself. Pietro is precious. Feelings are hard. Thor is a sweet giant dork, pass it on.  

A/N: Okay I was really inspired to write this because I don’t see a lot of Thor fics (that aren’t Loki centered) and the LOML needs more love ya know? Also look a that gif. Look at him. I love him send help. 

Inspiration: “Roses” ~ Shawn Mendes
“You can tell me to stop if you already know
Though I’m not sure my heart can take it
But the look on your face says don’t let me go

And I have to be honest with you baby
Tell me if I’m wrong and this is crazy
But I got you this rose and I need to know
Will you let it die or let it go?”

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PLEASEEEEE one where you are steve’s fiancee but he keeps on postponing the wedding and you get mad

Everything was ready for next week, I smile as I leave Steve’s and I apartment in order to have my bachelorette party with the girls. Natasha was waiting for me in the car but as soon as I watch her face I know she has bad news.

“What happened Natasha?” She sighs and hugs me next, I break the hug following her to tell me the news.

“I’m so sorry darling but Bucky just called me. He says that he, Sam and Steve needed to go in a mission right now so instead of going to his bachelor’s party they took a quinjet to Austria. He thinks that maybe he will be here for the wedding but he doesn’t want to dissapoint you so he thinks is better if you can postpone the wedding” I sigh at the long statement and I was about to ask her why he didn’t call me to tell me everything but she interrupts me by speaking again “Steve is planning everything with Sam so he asks for your forgiveness” I nod trying to understand the situation. If it was not important I’m sure he will be not doing this to me “But hey! Chins up. We still have that reservation at Mandala so it’s better to not leave it! Let’s party okay? Wanda and Pepper are waiting for us!” She opens the door for me and I enter her car trying to smile a little more. Maybe a party night will help me considering that tomorrow I will need to make a lot of calls…

“I know that Deborah is so busy but please miss you need to understand. My fiancé and me are Avengers and he had a last minute call for a mission so please please please can we move the wedding cake, it will be just two weeks later than the original date” Currently I’m begging in City Sweets & Confections for the post ponning of the wedding. Tony got us a place in the long line of brides that wanted their cake from Deborah and I can’t loose the cake too considering that I lost all the flowers and I was in need of arranging a new florist.

Last week has been a mess for me because I’m postponing everything, as I was waiting for the assitant answer the close of a door interrupt me making me walk over there only to see my fiancé placing his shield at the floor. I make a signal for him to wait a little bit

“Thank you so much! I really aprecciate this and please give my thanks to Deborah too!” I hang the phone call happily considering that they agree to move the date and I make my way to my incredible handsome fiancé that is still in his mission suit. “How was everything baby?” I hug him despite the smell he has and the dried blood in his suit.

“I’m so sorry doll. I made you move everything and I couldn’t even tell you in person or even by a call…” I nod at him helping him quitting the suit as I start to also prepare him a bath.

“Don’t worry Stevie. Everything is arranged for August 5th, only the florist was a total bitch but I have a new one!” As I turn around I see the face of fear in my fiancé. “What? The flowers will be the same I swear… just a little bit more expensives but don’t worry for it-” I get interrupted by Steve pulling me closer to his muscular chest.

“Yeah…is just that maybe I need to go in a another mission doll so what about we change the d-” I quickly set aside from him and I can feel how the anger invades my whole body. “Doll, please listen t-”

“We promised no missions! You know that I receive daily new missions but I told Fury that I would turn them down until we came back from our honemoon Steve!” He flexes his arms and tugs his hair indicating me that he is frustrated.

“I know doll but we have sighting of one of the other winter soldiers and we can’t let this go! You need to understand that this is priority (Y/N) and not a fucking wedding!” He tells me screaming but as soon as his words are said I can tell by the look of regret in his face that he wants to take them back “(Y/N) I didn’t mean t-” 

“You know what Rogers? You propose to me three fucking years ago. You told me that you wanted to wait until you find Bucky, then we were criminals and you wanted to wait until everything was alright. Then you wanted to wait until Bucky was okay. And I have understand everything because you are my priority always. But if I’m no yours then I’m glad we have waited this time” I take my wallet and cell of the table as I make my way to the door.

“(Y/N) wait, that wasn’t what I was trying to say. You know you are always my priority doll.” I laugh

“Prove it” I turn away facing him as the tears fall from my eyes “In the table is the card with all the numbers of the catering, the florist, the cake, the venue, everything. You can call and cancel. Also tell the guests that the wedding is cancelled because I’m not your priority” I close the door slamming it as I make my way out of the building wondering where can I go.

It’s almost eight p.m meaning that twelve hours have passed since I left Steve’s and I apartment. Of course I didn’t mean everything that I yell at Steve but he needs to establish his priorities first considering that I have been by his side supporting every decision of him the last six years that we have been together as a couple.

I have been at the Avengers tower helping Tony with his suits and thanfully he hasn’t even asked me why I’m here. He just understand that I needed to be alone for a little bit and I’m glad.

Suddenly the door is open and F.R.I.D.A.Y tell us that my fiancé is here.

“Capsicle! How are you? Are you looking for your incredible hot and intelligent fiancé because if the answer is yes she is not here. I have kidnapped her and make her my sexual slave” I laugh at Tony as I stand up in order to go with Steve.

“In your dreams Stark” He raise his arms 

“A man can dream” 

“I’m here to take her back to our place. Thanks for keeping her safe Tony” He nods

“No worries Cap, you can fight more for me if that means that she will come here to help me. Feels great to have by my side a great mind that doesn’t even speaks!” I smile at him surprise that even if I haven’t speak he knew that Steve and I got into a fight. I hug him goodbye as I leave the tower with Steve by my side.

As I enter the apartment I can sense the smell of lasagna, my favorite plate. The trip back to our place was full of silence because personally I still didn’t want to speak with Steve. 

“I made your favorite doll” I look at him 

“Thanks” He smiles at me but still cautious of my reaction.

“I talk to Natasha” He moves the chair in order of me to sit. “Apparently she wants to throw you a big big big big bachelorette party at Las Vegas. My only request was to please have no strippers because let’s face it baby girl. I could do better that that” I leave a little laugh at his statement which he smiles bigger at me. “So I made your suitcases already because all of you will be leaving tomorrow” I look at him surprised “Well…today is wednesday so you will be enjoying the party thursday and friday but you need to promise me that you will not be late for our wedding in saturday” Agains he smiles at me and laughs at my confussion look. “You are my priority (Y/N). Always, so I have called everyone and informed them that our wedding will be on saturday. Your parents will arrive in friday and I will be with them until you come from Las Vegas” 

Quickly I stand up from my chair making my way to him trowing myself at him and kissing him full of passion.

“How did you do it Rogers?” He kisses my neck and I can feel him smiling

“Maybe I throw in between Stark’s name and give his credit card number…” I laugh again as he stands up carrying me to our bedroom while he slaps my ass making me scream. “Don’t you ever say that you are not my priority doll because again I will need to prove you wrong”

“Prove it Captain” I tell him seductively as he leaves me gently in our bed covering my body with his.

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One Date

Rafael Casal x Reader

Word Count: 1750 (a shorty but a fluffy)

Summary: “If you say yes, I’ll call you every day until you agree to go on one date. Say no, and I promise not to call you again.”

Warnings: It’s pretty much fluff, a little sad in a few bits but it’s not that bad, there’s only dialogue… so if that bothers you?, language as always, a little implied smut.

Tagging: @bad-hatter

A/N- Okay! Yay! I finally finished something! So this is pretty short, it’s just written in dialogue/phone calls. Kinda my first whack at a fic in this style, so please don’t be too harsh. Italics are Y/N, regular is Rafa. I’m pretty sure that’s about it! I hope you like, let me know what you thought :)

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