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Batfam Masterlist!

Batfam:


Bruce wayne/ Batman:


    Damian wayne/ Robin:

    • That Todd
      Damian’s beloved gets hurt in battle
    • Hardened exterior 
      Damian comforts you after a particularly rough day. 
    • Big day
      It’s soon to be your and Damians wedding anniversary, and you have a couple of surprises up your sleeve. 
    • I’ll surely have to repay you (Smut)
      Damian and you have fun with a particular lasso. 
    • I know
      Jealous Damian to the rescue. 
    • I mean more then a friend
      you tell damian you love him more then a friend. 
    • Back early
      Damian comes home earlier then expected. 
    • Warehouse (Smut)
      When You almost get injured during a mission, Damian just can’t hold back at home. 
    • Condition
      Damian finds out you’re ticklish. 
    • have you ever…you know…had sex with anyone?
      Damians cocky attitude has gotten him in a sticky situation, Dick to the rescue.
    • I might have come off as offencive
      A bad pairing for a project ends with feelings being confessed.
    • Trying
      After a long time of trying to get pregnant, you break from the thought of being unable to provide Damian a long desired family.
    • Kiss the girl
      Damian and you have an awkward date, but Jason and Dick to the rescue.
    • Wake up
      Damian comforts you after a nightmare.
    • Disgrace
      After a criminal flirts with you, Damian is forced to confess his feelings.
    • If What
      Damian is flabbergasted when you can understand what he said in Arabic. 
    • I hope you enjoyed yourself, beloved (Smut)
      Damian repays for his pleasure.
    • In all seriousness (Smut)
      Jealous Dami shows you who you belong to.
    • Foil Packet
      Bruce walks in on you and Damian in a heated moment, when he only presumed you to be friends.
    • Get it yourself (smut) [Part 2] [Part 3] [Final]
      Damian shows you who’s boss after you’re rude to him, but things take a different turn when your moodiness becomes much more.
    • Wherever he goes (smut)
      Damian makes love to you at the hotel on your honeymoon.
    • You look amazing (smut)
      After spending the day with you in a sexy robin costume, Damian needs to show you how he feels about it. 
    • Killing a fly
      Stepping out in Damian’s defence in front of mother Talia, things get heated between the women. 
    • Second least favorite 
      You and Jason are both fond of the same type of music, which means frequent jam sessions together. Making boyfriend Damian jealous. 
    • The weak get thrown to the dogs
      After killing his pregnant wife while brainwashed, Damian turns his sword on himself. 
    • Asked for
      After a while of begging, you finally meet his family.
    • Languages
      Dami and s/o speak to each other in the others mother tongue.
    • Money man
      The beginning of a beautiful friendship.
    • Reunited in death
      Damian is driven over the edge after the death of his beloved.
    • Distraction (Smut)
      Damian gets turned on by you chewing on your pencil, causing a small distraction from homework.
    • Little Dancer
      years after leaving the life of being Jokers dancer behind, it comes back to haunt you.
    • BOUNDARIES
      Damian’s s/o catches him masturbating by accident.
    • French girls
      Asking Damian to draw you like one of his french girls, causing a fit of laughter.
    • Time
      You and Damian travel to the future to meet an older version of you
    • Visiting Grandpa 
      Visiting grandpa Damian after not being able to visit for a while.
    • I’ll protect you
      After your dad gets put in jail, you feel as if you’re in danger.
    • That’s what fathers do
      Dad Damian gets out done in a pillow fight by the women in his life.
    • Ain’t no other man (Smut)
      Damian comes home early from a mission because you’re hanging out with Jon.
    • Never told us
      The family finds out that Damian has been dating someone for a while and hasn’t told them.
    • I can help
      Boss Damian has fallen for an employee but find out they’re being abused.
    • You live on
      Damian can’t cope with losing you in childbirth.
    • Pet Shop
      You have caught Damians interest, working at a pet shop, but it requires collaborative effort to get him to ask you out.
    • I’m not crying
      Damian mistakes your teary eyes for crying.
    • Is she going to make it
      A proposal turns into a fight for your life.
    • Fun with paint
      After getting paint on Damians face, the war is on.
    • It’s really you
      Searching for your best friend, a few years after he left the league.
    • Shadow people
      After a nearly lethal fight, you end up dating and getting engaged to the target.
    • Useful
      Your body image issues are getting to you, and Damian is there to make it all better.
    • If I knew (Smut)
      After a difficult patrol, Damian finally makes a move.
    • The battle
      Damian got annoyed with you, putting a stop on your sex life, but you’re not too fond of it.
    • Bring your child to work
      You meet the super sons for the first time, but the young Wayne boy doesn’t seem to impressed.
    • Why wasn’t I aware
      Damian finding out you have adamantium claws.
    • Lose my mind
      Exam season is taking a toll on you.
    • Same to you
      You and Damian realize that you’re both vigilantes.
    • Masks
      Trying something different to cheer up Damian.
    • Amnesia
      Damian doesn’t understand why he’s hurting but you seem to be fine.
    • Sorry doesn’t mean squat  
      Damian wants you to forgive him after he raises his voice at you. 
    • Let her go
      Damian breaks up with you because he fears putting you in danger.

    Jason Todd/ Red Hood:


    Dick Grayson/ Nightwing:

    • Energetic (Smut)
      Dick needs to rid himself of excess energy.
    • Coat
      Dick comforting you after a breakup.
    • What if I fuck up?
      Telling your brother Damian that you like Dick a bit more then you should.
    • Work sucks (Smut)
      After a rough day at work, Dick needs to blow off some steam
    • Treating you right (Feat. Jason)
      The boys are catching feelings, and you need to talk to them about it.
    • Screams
      As your baby gets hurt, Dick to the rescue. 

    Timothy Drake/ Red robin:


    General batfam:

    Vanilla #1

    Lance was afraid. He was on a ship with two alphas who already had constant disagreements, and that was on a good day.

    There was a bottle that stood by Lances sink, empty, long past empty in fact. His suppressants were long past empty. Lance had gone to Coran many times in the past two weeks, asking initially about Alteans and their hierarchy regarding Alphas, Omegas and Betas, to his disappointment Coran hadn’t the slightest idea what these statuses were. Or maybe it was to his relief, nobody to judge him for his pre-determined role. Coran had made a copy of what was on the bottle and spent every spare minute trying to recreate the medication for Lance, in confidence of course. The blue paladin had made a clear point to the old Altean, pushing for him not to tell a soul about the prescription. Coran obliged, in slight reluctancy.

    “Good morning Shiro, Hunk.” Lance walked into the kitchen that morning. He dragged his feet over to the table and sat down and Shiro perked his ears in slight confusion, he turned to Lance and tested the air. Lance froze, he knew the day would come when the suppressants would ware off, he was just surprised it was so soon. Internally he counted the days. 5. It had been 5 days since he had downed he last pill and distress washed over him as he realized that that was about right. It takes a week for suppressants to run through your system and at day 5 smells would leak through and behaviours would start returning.

    “Good morning Buddy!” Hunk called from the kitchen as he was whipping up supposed breakfast. Shiro sat stiffly and stared at Lance, scanning him up and down. Making the young man uneasy. His omega reflexes were kicking in as he thought back to health class ‘Basic human instinct is fight or flight, Alphas fight, Omegas Flight.’ It was as simple as that, there was an Alpha staring him down and he wanted to run. He wanted to turn heel and book it down the hallway, Shiro would be hot on his tail because at its basic genetic make up, Omegas were prey and Alphas were predators, and Lance knew this.

    “Shiro… Shiro you’re staring.” Shiro shook his head and snapped back into the present, his nostrils stopped flaring and his pupils grew bigger, his animalistic intent gone.

    “S-Sorry.” He looked down, the proper etiquette to apologize. He looked back to Lance after his formal apology and became interested in the smell again but in a less ‘I want to hunt you and mount you once you’ve been caught’ and more a ‘this is new and interesting’ kind of way. “You just smell…” he inhaled deeply. “Different.” He grabbed Lances collar of his jacket, desperate to get more of the smell into his lungs, it was familiar but foreign, still Lance but… different. “New cologne?” He asked “or beauty product?” Shiro searched for an answer.

    “New body wash… why?” Lance was laughing nervously, Shiro a little too close for his liking and he felt a little too trapped to be calm, his hair stood on end. “Like it?” He smirked cautiously.

    “Very much.” Shiro hardly acknowledged Lance but was so mesmerized by the scent he only snapped back when hunk set plates down on the table, the clanging made him look at the source of the noise. “O-Oh thank you hunk.” He looked back at the jacket, up at Lance, and realized how stupid he must look, smelling Lances jacket while it was still on him, he dropped it and mustered an apologetic smile. Lance looked at Shiro and saw sweat forming in beads on his forehead, Shiro isn’t a sweater, he only sweats after long training sessions or intense missions. “It looks d-delicious” he mumbled, almost before turning back to his food, as if he were almost saying it about Lance… almost. there was a gulp and Shiro tried to shake it off and picked up a fork to start eating what resembled eggs but were slightly thicker and a gross colour of blue, regardless of the look they tasted delicious.

    Hunk looked to Lance and sniffed slightly, much less interested in the new smell due to his Beta status, he tilted his head questioningly and Lance answered before the question was asked. “New Body wash.” He smiled and tugged at his collar, feeling the cloth stick to his skin. Hunk nodded and placed the dish in front of Lance.

    “Thanks man.”

    “Yeah no problem.” In the next two seconds Keith came flying around the corner and ran into the kitchen, Pidge hot on his heels. They stopped in the middle of the room, breathing heavily and Keith smirked slyly at The green paladin who was glaring daggers, if looks could kill he’d be dead on the floor.

    “Fine.“she heaved “you win, you’re faster.” Her hands were on her knees as she tried to catch her breath. Keith; not bent over, but still catching his breath, walked over to the table and found a spot beside Lance. Of course he had to be sat between the two alphas. Of course he did. There was a god and it hated him. Keith froze half way through running his fingers through his hair and turned to Lance, giving the same expression that Shiro had. The difference of the two was the Keith snapped himself from it.

    “You smell funny.” He stated, blunt as always.

    Lance wrinkled his nose in disgust at the pungent scent that attacked his nose. “Oof and you smell oh so pretty.” His face was the epitome of grotesque displeasure and Keith shoved at Lance lightly, smiling gently. Their relationship had been good lately, not strained, still light teasing but no arguments.

    “Just got back from training” he stated, shovelling the imposter egg into his mouth. “Why your smell?”

    “New body wash, picked it up at the last marketplace we went to.” He hardly looked up, his suave charisma along with his ability to lie was counted as a blessing in those seconds. Keith grunted in acknowledgment, also keeping focus on his plate, he may have seemed not interested but every instinct made him want to investigate Lance and his odour.

    “Smells nice.” He mumbled half-mindedly.

    “Gasp! What did I just hear? Was that a genuine compliment from Kogane himself?!” He nudged Keith’s shoulders and the red paladin scowled.

    “Yeah don’t expect another one for a long time if you’re gonna react like that.” Lance pulled away, realizing the boundaries and laughed it off.

    “To be perfectly honest I’m already surprised when you compliment me.” He turned to ask for the salt-like-liquid he used for seasoning his eggs. He’d been so caught up in his conversation with Keith he hadn’t noticed Shiro had moved closer to him and kept glancing out the side of his eye. Lance caught the look and Shiro instantly looked down as if to apologize again and Lance flicked his head up, a non verbal way of saying the apology wasn’t needed; a common action of an Omega. He froze and Shiro let himself look at Lance, confused. Lance played it off and brushed hair behind his ear, looking back to his food. Hunk and Pidge watching their interactions silently, glancing at each other occasionally for non-verbal opinions, the odd nod in telepathic agreement, or look of confusion. They were so in sync it was scary. By the time Lance had finished his food and went to stand up he was almost shoulder to shoulder. With Shiro and Keith had spread his legs slightly so his knee was touching Lances. As soon as he moved to stand Keith stood with him and looked at Lance attentively. He second guessed himself and gave himself a confused look, Lance doubling it. Almost instantly though Shiro also stood up and took a step towards Keith, his shoulders back and head up. The red paladins confusion melted away to a need for dominance. He was small, and several years younger than Shiro but still opted a challenge, they exchanged low growls, hardly audible. Within seconds they were shoving each other’s shoulders lightly, their growls growing.

    “Woah! Woah guys!” Hunk stood up from the other side of the table, reaching a hand as if it’d do something. “What’s with the aggression? Why the sudden dominant neediness??” Hunks voice was concerned, like the mother hen he needed to be.

    “I DONT KNOW!” Keith’s voice continued to growl, Shiro not backing down.

    “I WANT TO FIGHT YOU AND IM NOT SURE WHY.” Shiro yelled back angrily.

    “ME TOO.” Keith stood onto his tippy toes, still not close to Shiro’s height.

    “THIS IS WEIRD.” Shiro sounded confused within his anger but his face didn’t betray him.

    “WHY ARE WE YELLING.” Keith made another attempt to intimidate Shiro but his voice simply couldn’t hit that baritone that Shiros could.

    “I DONT KNOW!” They took a step away and bowed their heads. Shiro gripped his temples and Keith crossing his arms in front of his stomach.

    “Ooookay.” Lance turned to walk away and both alphas went to follow him, glancing at each other, almost starting another growling fit. “Hey! Guys I’m just putting my plate in the dish disposal.” He shook his head as their expressions turned to confusion. “What’s gotten into you guys.” He asked a question he knew the answer to. Because you see they were alphas, needy, lonely, dominant alphas. And Lance? Lance was an omega, and at that, he was an omega with no mate.

    …to be continued… (S/o to mah boi @legendarylangst along with other people for supporting the idea of the omegaverse fic)
    A Revelation Long Overdue

    EMMA:  (runs into Granny’s in a rush) 

    REGINA:  (rushes toward the door and almost crashes into Emma at the same time) 

    EMMA:  I need to say something. 

    REGINA:  I do too. 

    EMMA:  Okay, but me first.

    REGINA:   (taken aback)   Why you first? 

    EMMA:  (frowns)  Well, why you first?

    REGINA:  (raises eyebrow)   Because I’m a queen.  I always go first. 

    EMMA:  (rolls eyes)  Seriously?  You’re pulling rank? 

    REGINA:  (shrug)  It’s one of the perks of being a queen. 

    EMMA:  Well, what are the perks of being in love with the queen?   (The Diner goes completely silent, but Emma and Regina don’t notice) 

    REGINA:  Being in love with the… (pause)  I beg your pardon? 

    EMMA:  Regina, I’m in love with you. Truth is, I’ve been in love with you for a long time. 

    REGINA:  (stunned) 

    EMMA:  (sighs)  I know it’s probably not what you want to hear, but… 

    REGINA:  I’m in love with you too. 

    EMMA:  (pause)   What? 

    REGINA:  I’m in love with you, Emma. 

    EMMA:  (slow dopey grin)   For how long? 

    REGINA:  (tilts head and eyes dart off to the side)   A long time. 

    EMMA:  Sooo… you’ve had feelings for me, and I’ve had feelings for you, but we never did anything about it. 

    REGINA:  It appears to be that way.  (witnesses the savior looking around, dumbstruck)   Well, you were dating that seafaring maggot. 

    EMMA:  I was with Hook, mostly, because you had Robin. 

    REGINA:  Well I was with Robin, mostly, because… (pause)… Actually I’m not sure why I was with him, but you weren’t available.  Anyway, how was I to know what your feelings for me were? 

    EMMA:  Jesus, how many times does a woman have to sacrifice herself for you! 

    REGINA:  (pointedly glares at Emma)  I have done some sacrificing of my own, Miss Swan! 

    EMMA:  So you’re saying you sacrificed yourself because you love me?!

    REGINA:  (nods) Aren’t you saying the same thing?! 

    EMMA:  HELL YES!! 

    REGINA:  WHY ARE WE YELLING?! 

    (At a table close by, Henry sits with his friends, Paige, Ava and Nick.) 

    AVA:  Henry… your moms need their own reality show. 

    NICK:  I’d watch the fuck out of that. 

    HENRY:   (blushes and his eyes dart around in embarrassment at everyone in the room)  You know, I knew this day was coming, I just… didn’t know they were going to do this publicly

    PAIGE:  I think it’s romantic. 

    LEROY:  (at the counter)  We get it.  You’re stupid for each other.  Not like the rest of us didn’t already know.  Now can you guys kiss and make up?  I want to get back to my pastrami on rye.

    REGINA:  (looks back at him like she’s about to curse him)  Why, you little…

    EMMA:  (takes Regina by surprise, grabs the collar of her jacket and crashes their lips together) 

    (The kiss softens and deepens. Sighs and sounds of “Awww” are heard throughout the room. Henry hides his head behind Paige’s back.) 

    GRANNY:  Hey, now.  I don’t care that you’re the mayor and the sheriff, this is a place of work. (watches the women continue to kiss)  I can give you a room upstairs but you can’t make out on my diner counter.  Mayor?  Sheriff?   (looks to a back booth)  MARY MARGARET!  THEY’RE… YOURS, AREN’T THEY?  CAN’T YOU DO SOMETHING?

    (In a back booth, Mary Margaret flushes a deep red, rolls her eyes closed and drops her forehead with a light bang on the table top as her husband reaches across to rub her back, chuckling.) 

    DAVID:  Well Snow, you were right!   They finally did it.

    anonymous asked:

    How about a mckirk fic where all of the milestones of their relationship just seem to happen at the most inconvenient times?

    • It is neither the time nor the place for their first kiss. Moments ago, Jim thought Spock was dead. The Vulcan was barely breathing when they beamed him and Bones back from a planet visit gone wrong. He looks so much better already when Jim finds them both in med bay. “How is he?” Jim asks. “He’ll be fine,” Bones replies, “he’ll have a headache for a week or so, but he should be okay.” “Good,” Jim replies, “how are you?” “Just a scratch,” Bones replies, smiling lightly when Jim reaches out to run his fingers just under the bruise on his cheek. “Good, or I’d have to go down to that planet myself to beat up a few aliens,” Jim says, and Bones laughs. Both seem very aware of the fact that Jim’s hand is still on Bones’ cheek. And then, before he even realizes he’s doing it, Jim leans in and kisses him. Even more surprising, is that Bones just kisses him back. It’s an odd sensation, a rush of feelings hitting him like a wave; all of which he didn’t even know existed. He’s always admired Bones, but never consciously like this. Bones looks almost equally confused when Jim pulls away, but the fact that Bones leans in for more is a comforting sign. That is, until Spock clears his throat. “Is this that crude Terran sense of humor? Because I fail to see the joke.” “Spock!” Jim calls out, grinning stupidly and probably failing miserably not to look remotely flustered. He reaches out, gently squeezing Spock’s shoulder. “Are you okay?” “Yes,” Spock replies, “please don’t kiss me, too.”
    • It’s a very formal gala they’re attending a couple weeks later. Black tie event, and everyone looks incredibly handsome. Bones does, too. They’ve talked about that kiss since it happened, decided to not pursue anything further, and yet found themselves making out at every opportunity. Not tonight, though, Jim tells himself. As much as he’d like to, eyes are going to be on the Enterprise crew, and they have to make a good impression. But damn it, Bones looks incredible. Hair styled perfectly, smoothly shaven cheeks, and an expensive suit that fits him just right. Jim doesn’t think a little subtle flirting is inappropriate, or even very obvious, but judging by Uhura’s expressions, he’s not as subtle as he thinks. That doesn’t matter when he finally gets to speak more privately with Bones, though. Both a little tipsy from the open bar, Jim finds himself pressed against the wall of a small storage closet. Lips drag over his neck, and Jim’s hands work feverishly on getting those pants off. He thinks they keep it quiet the whole time, just drunk chuckles and stifled moans. But when both of them stumble out of that closet afterwards, and a room full of eyes are on them - all messy hair, wrinkled, still partially unbuttoned shirts, turns out, they’re really not very subtle.
    • Things go great for a while. Lots of making out, there’s sex (which, with Bones’ legendary hands, is pretty great). But somehow, their bickering can get twice as intense now. Especially when either one of them faces danger on a planet or something. Bones hasn’t left Jim alone since they beamed back, and Jim’s tired of listening to Bones’ ranting about safety. Him being annoyed only makes that worse, and they end up in a pretty heated argument all the way down from the Transporter room, to Jim’s quarters. “Oh my God,” Jim groans, stepping through the doors of his quarters, “why are you still here if you disagree with all of my decisions? And why are we still yelling?!” “Because I love you,” Bones says, though leave it up to the doctor to sound angry about that, “and I can’t stand the thought of you getting hurt.” That catches Jim by surprise. Maybe Bones, too, because he falls quiet after that. “Fuck sake,” Jim says, reaching out to grab Bones’ arm and pull him in closer, “I love you, too. A little less when you’re angry at me, though.” Bones huffs, sliding his arms around Jim’s waist. “So, all the time?” he asks, and Jim laughs - arms circling around Bones’ shoulders, and he pulls the other in for a kiss.
    • Joanna knows about them because Jim has a knack for unfortunate timings; kissing Bones just as the other is in the midst of a video call with her. She’s cool with it, doesn’t even seem that surprised at all. “I’m never going to call you dad, though,” she tells Jim, “you’re Uncle Jim to me.” Jim laughs, agreeing to that, and Bones somehow seems a little less stressed now that his daughter knows about them; something Jim happily takes advantage of that night.
    • But Jim’s mom finding out - that was unplanned. They’re in York Town, about to separate for a week because Bones deserves some quality alone time with Joanna, and generally their work schedules conflict a lot here, so Jim decides he’s more than fine with not seeing Bones for a week. He isn’t really, though, it sucks. So leaning in for a proper goodbye kiss, he circles his arms around Bones’ shoulders, ignoring the other crewmen around them as they walk on to the Plaza. It doesn’t matter. The crew knows. They’ve never been particularly subtle. “James!” A familiar voice calls out to him, and Jim freezes on the spot. “Mom?” Pulling away, both of them look caught red-handed at his mother, who just smiles at the two of them. “You must be ‘Bones’?” “How do you know?” Jim asks, a little confused. Definitely a little embarrassed. “Oh, you talk about him all the time the way I talked about your father.” “I do not-” “It’s endearing,” his mother replies, and then asks them all out for a dinner. “I have a dinner date with my daughter,” Bones replies. “Invite her too,” Jim’s mother says, and just like that, Jim finds himself in the hotel restaurant where his mother is staying, surrounded by his own family, and Bones and Joanna. He thinks it’s going to be incredibly embarrassing, at first, but by the end of the night, it’s Jim  who seems a little less tensed now that his family knows about them; and it’s something Bones takes advantage of the next night they’re together. 
    Why are we yelling ?!(Tim Drake imagine)

    Requested: Yes
    Request: Tim and reader having a staring contest reader randomly starts screaming, Tim starts screaming and after screaming at each other for a while he’s like ‘WHY ARE WE SCREAMING’ and reader is like cause 'cause ur cute and i like u!’ and tim is like ’!?!’
    Summary: You admit to Tim that you like him in the weirdest way.
    Word count:  418
    Warning(s): none

    “Come on Tim,” You groan for what feels like a hundredth time today, shaking the poor boy’s arm, meaning he can’t continue writing on his keyboard. He ignores it yet again, even though a small smile was tugging at the corners of his lips.

    You loudly sigh trying to get his attention again, “Look let’s have a staring contest, whoever blinks first, loses. If I win, you’ll actually hang out with me, if not you can stay on your laptop.” You propose, knowing that you had little chance of winning, since he stares at his screens all day long.

    He took a moment to think, his hands falling down to his sides in a relaxed manner as he stretches his neck, loud cracks sounding. “Sure,” He smiles, turning to face you, a brilliantly bright smile on his gorgeous features.

    You both prepared, blinking your eyes repeatedly and closing them to get them all moisturized and shit. “One, two, three, GO!” You say, as you both look at each other. Seconds feel like ages, when your eyes slowly get drier, but Tim didn’t seem to mind what so ever.

    His nicely defined facial features doing things to you. His cute nose, sharp jaw, plump lips, beautiful eyes, it was frustrating. Without even thinking much about it you loudly scream, making him jolt and scream back at you.

    Something like thirty seconds go by before he finally asks, “Why are you screaming, why are we screaming?!”

    You lay your head in your hands, shaking it with a light chuckle, “You’re just that damn perfect and I can’t help but like you,” You say, connecting your eyes to his once more.  

    Wait what?” He asks slightly mimicking your previous laughter in disbelief as a shy blush shines from under his skin. “I like you,” You nervously say, smiling.

    After a moment of quiet, as Tim nervously plays with his fingers, smiling, you sigh. “Anyway, I think you won, so you can go back to your laptop,” You say, a now sad smile gracing your soft features. 

    No no… I like you too,” He says, gently grabbing your chin with his thumb and index finger, turning you to face him. His eyes quickly glance between your lips and eyes, before you take the hint and move closer, as you both meet in the middle in a sweet, gentle kiss.

    So will you go out with me?” He asks pulling away.


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    -K

    Jisoo being a jerk

    Jennie: One of you three needs to start explaining NOW.

    *Lisa and Rosé look at Jisoo*

    Jisoo: So the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell-
    Jennie: NOT an explanation of the inner workings of cells!
    Jisoo: You didn’t specify what you wanted!
    Lisa: Why are we yelling!?
    Rosé: Lisa stop yelling!
    *Jennie facepalms hard*

    wanna chat? pt. 17

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    i said a bunch of things in the note on ao3 but its like. sooo long so yeah just check that out please and thanks ilysm 

    (son of a gunn = adrien, the worst = alya, lol death = nino, its red = mari)

    what is happening in this anymore


    5:37

    son of a gunn: NASA!!! PLANETS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHH!!!!!!
    AHHHHHHHHHHHH

    son of a gun has changed their name to trappist

    6:42

    the worst: as adorable as it is to see u nerd out like the loser u are
    sleep boi

    trappist: WHO CAN SLEEP AT A TIME LIKE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!

    lol death: hello my dudes why are we yelling

    trappist: NASA!!!!!!!!!

    lol death: nice
    the one good thing the americans gave us

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    anonymous asked:

    Shawn Mendez-mercy for the nurseydex playlist fic ask! Thank you! (I think there is a Headcanon rolling around about how mercy and nursey sound similar/rhyme? So it super funny When some replaces all the "mercy"s with Nursey)

    Can’t Be Happening: The Playlist Fics

    Wow, I’m actually in love with Shawn Mendes btw so like there’s that. Your suggestion is great but I didn’t want them to sing the song because I set that rule for myself ahh but if I did, it would be an established relationship where Dex would totally sing to Nursey (see what I did there? Wow, I’m in too deep..anyway) and he replaces the line with Nursey to make his boyfriend laugh on a road trip. Dialogue like:

    “He’s really so hot.”

    “Nursey. He’s, like, young.”

    “So are we?? Also, if he’s over 18 that shit’s legal.”

    “Nurse.”

    Nursey is trying to drive and Dex is distracting him by singing and kissing up his jaw and blah blah blah remind me to write this later and let’s get to the actual fic, which is the dramatic rain scene we all are thirsty for.

    Song: Mercy by Shawn Mendes

    Getting caught in a thunderstorm is not in Dex’s plan for a Sunday afternoon. But here he is, in some field an hour from campus with Nursey for some “writing project” because Nursey needs to write about someone familiar in some place that is not.

    “This is the last time I do you any favor, Nurse,” Dex huffs as the first icy drop lands on his head.

    “Chill, it’s just a short afternoon storm it’ll be over in, like, two minutes.”

    The argument deteriorates from there, flipping from weather to politics to the take and give of their friendship until they’re yelling and it’s pouring.

    Nursey’s dark hair is plastered to his forehead. Dex wipes the water from his face. Thunder sounds in the distance.

    “WHY ARE WE EVEN HERE?”  Dex yells over the thunder.

    “BECAUSE I HAVE A PROJECT. BECAUSE I’M A HOPELESS ROMANTIC. BECAUSE YOU’VE GOT THIS HOLD OVER ME AND YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW IT. THEY ALL HURT SO PICK YOUR FUCKING POISON.”

    Dex feels like he’s being torn apart. He’s never meant to hurt Nursey. Ever.

    Nursey gulps in air, his voice still raised.

    “It’s like I’m fucking tethered to you. Like in those romance novels where there’s a string connecting us and, God, Dex have mercy on me and just tell me I’m not crazy that it’s — that I’m— I—,” Nursey chokes on his words, blinking rain out of his dark eyelashes.

    They stare at each other through the rain as it comes down in sheets. Nursey’s breathing hard, like he ran the words instead of saying them.

    “You’re not crazy,” Dex whispers. He doesn’t think that Nursey can hear him over the downpour, but his eyes follow the movement of Dex’s lips.

    Dex takes two steps forward, closing the space between them. He grabs onto Nursey’s shirt with both hands, pulling him forward. Nursey, because he’s Nursey, trips and the both of them go sprawling.

    Dex falls backwards, landing on the wet ground with an “oompfh!” Half a second later, Nurse lands on top of him, knocking what little breath is left out of his lungs.

    Dex opens his eyes and looks into Nursey’s green ones, wide and searching.

    Dex wraps a hand around his neck and and pulls them together.

    He kisses Nursey with all the pent up frustration he feels now. Dex kisses, trying to convey to Nursey what he’s been feeling for years. Nursey pulls away as another clap of thunder shakes the ground.

    “How’s that for mercy?” Dex asks, grinning up at a shocked Nursey. He leans forward to kiss Nursey again.


    The Rules™
    1. You send me a song from this playlist and I write a Nurseydex ficlet about a word, lyric, feeling, etc
    2. You can also suggest songs that you think should be on the playlist. I’ll add it if I like it and write the fic.
    3. I can’t write that they’re just singing the song more than let’s say…three times? Bc that’s just cheating.
    4. Y'all can send suggestions with the songs but it’s okay if I don’t use them. I most likely will though

    Other stuff:
    - Probably won’t get super smutty just cause people I know might see it? But also some of these songs are saucy™ so maybe?
    - Generally, I don’t do AUs. Not my cup of tea most of the time. But again, some of those songs super lend to it so, no promises either way!

    Find the rest under the tag “the playlist fics”