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Justice League, Meet The Avengers

Batsy has created a chatroom.

Batsy has added Alfredo Pasta.

Batsy: Alfred.

Alfredo Pasta: Yes, Master Bruce?

Batsy: Was it Barry or Oliver this time?

Alfredo Pasta: It was the young speedster, Master Bruce.

Batsy has added Bear.

Batsy: Stop. Changing. Our. Names.

Bear: Alfredo Pasta, you snitched on me?

Alfredo Pasta: No regrets, son.

Alfredo Pasta: Was there something you needed, Master Bruce?

Batsy: I want to know the current status of the rest of the league.

Alfredo Pasta: Inviting them over for dinner? I shall prepare the table.

Batsy: No - a meeting that involves food, Alfred!

Bear: Ooooh are we having Lobster Thermidor? Arthur won’t like that.

Bear: I’ll be back in a… Flash. Gotta take care of my good pal Captain Cold.

Bear has left the chat.

Alfredo Pasta: It seems all members of the JLA are currently preoccupied.

Batsy: Even Clark? What could Arthur be doing? And Diana?

Alfredo Pasta: Saving the world, of course.

Alfredo Pasta: Except for Arthur. He’s at an aquarium.

Batsy: Are there any criminals out?

Alfredo Pasta: I’m afraid not, Master Bruce. Master Dick has done an exceptional job of keeping them at bay.

Batsy:

Batsy: What’s the Joker up to?

Alfredo Pasta: He’s in hiding after your last debacle with him.

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Pretend | Park Chanyeol

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Royalty AU | Arranged Marriage AU | Slight Angst 

Summary: You’re unsure but hopeful about your arranged marriage to the handsome Prince Chanyeol of the neighboring kingdom. But you’re in for an unpleasant surprise when you find out he’s in love with someone else, and completely despises the idea of being married to you. 

Word Count : About 5,500 (i don’t know how this got so long)


A/N: I was originally considering making this a series because it’s so long, but I think it works as a super-long oneshot? I do hope you enjoy this, it’s probably the most ambitious thing I’ve attempted to write :) 


“Are you ready, your Highness?”

“I will be in just a minute!” you said, as your lady-in-waiting, Lily, gently placed the delicate tiara on your carefully styled up hair. You took a deep breath and stared at your reflection in the mirror.

“You look absolutely radiant, Princess,” she said, smiling. “I’m sure Prince Chanyeol will be swept off his feet with one look at you.”

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And Suddenly There Was Her

Author: see-the-fandom-imagines
Warnings: none. maybe nightmares. but actually just pure fluff
Word Count: 3117
A/N: This will be my first and only story about Twilight. I tried, but I don’t really feel like I’m in it with my full heart. I hope you understand this, and maybe you even like this one (and I hope I got his personality right…Unfortunately I haven’t read the books/seen the movies in years!)
Request: the request about twilight would be that y/n lives in Forks and one day she goes to the beach in La Push (she’s never been there before) because she had a fight with her mom and wants to clear her head at a place nobody would expect her. and coincidentally the boys are there and Paul imprints on her. he can’t tell her roght away so he gets to know her slowly and tells her about shapeshifting and imprinting when they are already together. 



You drove past the road sign that read ‘La Push’, simply heading straight ahead. You had fled from a major argument with your mother and just needed to get away from everything for a moment. And usually you could do that best while driving.
After you had done the dishes, the laundry and cleaned both the toilet and your room, and just wanted to relax a bit she had come inside your room, telling you that you could help her with dinner. Because apparently 'she always did everything alone’.
Everything alone, my ass.
This not being the first time, that she had accused you of not helping at all in the household, you had snapped, which eventually resulted in you and your mother shouting at each other, until you finally took your coat and stormed out of the door.

The moment you left the house you knew that she would try to call you around ten minutes later, but right now you just had no patience for this.
You needed to be alone for a while.


Even though you lived in Forks for almost four years now, you had never once visited the beach in La Push. You guessed it was the typical not-visiting-anything – attitude one would get when living in a place to long. Furthermore your mother was not very fond of this reservation.
So no one would expect you there, and you could be by yourself for a few hours.

It didn’t take long for you to find the beach, given that you had seen around four different signs on your way here.You got out of your car, and made your way over towards the sea.
As your feet stepped into the soft sand, you immediately felt better. The salty smell of the sea calmed your nerves and managed to even get a small smile on your face.
You searched a nice place next to a few trees, and let yourself fall down into the sand.


You sat there like this for maybe and hour, just staring at the sea and thinking about everything and nothing.
You started to think about the argument with your mother, but quickly realised that she most likely would do the same thing tomorrow, and therefore it was definitely not worth to think about.
So you allowed your thoughts to wander. School, your friends, everything that came to your mind. 

Until you suddenly heard voices coming your way.
As you looked up you realised, that the people they belonged to were closer than you had thought. A group of around five boys, who were laughing together, shoving each other around in a playful way. From their looks you cloncluded, that they most likely belonged to the Quileute.
They probably came down here quite often.
Still, you started to feel slightly uneasy as you saw them approaching. You didn’t know these boys, and if you were honest, you seldom had good experiences with a lot of strange boys approaching you at once.
You stood up and patted your trousers to remove the sand, as you realised, that the boys seemed to have seen you. They weren’t too far away anymore, and you could make out single faces.
At least they didn’t seem to interested in you, which made you feel a little better. 

You knew that you would have to pass them, if you wanted to return to the main street. Taking a deep breath, and throwing on your jacket, you approached the group, who luckily didn’t seem to mind you at all.
Somehow this made you feel a little safer, and you even dared to let your gaze wander through the group. Two of the boys had sat down on a log, that had probably been washed up during a flood or something, and they still talked and laughed around playfully.
One boy was just standing there, grinning slightly, and suddenly he turned his head towards you. Your eyes met for a second, and you could see how his grin faded, and he just stared at you, as if suddenly startled by your presence.  
He didn’t move, he didn’t speak, he just stared at you.
And it made you feel definitely uneasy.
Quickly you turned your eyes down to the ground and stuck your hand into your pockets, leaving the beach and planning to go straight home. 

A few metres further you turned around once more, to see that three of the other boys now stood around the guy that had stared at you, and seemed to talk insistently to him. Quickly you turned around again and went back to where you had parked your car.  

But you didn’t get far. 

You had just reached the street again, as suddenly someone behind you called out for you.
„Hey! Wait a second!“

You ignored the voice and headed straight ahead, hoping to get to any place with a few people around, so he would stop bothering you.
„Hey, girl!“, he shouted again, but you just sped up your pace.
Eventually, though, he reached you, and began to walk next to you.

„Hey“, he grinned at you, and you finally looked at him.
He had black hair, like the other boys, and his eyes shimmered dark brown.
But there was something else.
The way he looked at you.
You didn’t know if you were scared, or fascinated, by the way he simply stared at you, as if you were the first girl he had ever seen in his life. But at the same time he seemed confused, as if he wondered, why he even ran after you. 

„Hello“, you greeted, and stopped reluctantly.
He grinned at you and you couldn’t help yourself but to think, that it looked almost challenging, and you didn’t know why, but somehow this made him look incredibly attractive. He stretched out his hand.
„I’m Paul“, he introduced himself. „Lahote.“

Hesitating you took his hand and shook it. „I’m (y/n).“
You had no idea why, but this boy didn’t look like he would do you any harm. 

There was absolutely no reason to, and he definitely looked like you shouldn’t, but you trusted him. Well, as much as one could trust a guy one had met thirty seconds ago.


Paul’s POV

Paul had followed the pack down to the beach. It was not as if he had anything better to do. And he didn’t know if it was because of their shared fate, or not, but he slowly grew to actually like the boys. 

They had just reached the old log, as suddenly a girl caught his eye.
She had obivously seen them approach and stood up to leave the beach.
Jared and Sam had seen her as well, but didn’t really seem to care.
Neither did he.
Or so he thought. 

He had just laughed about a stupid joke Jared had made, as he turned his head. The girl was barely ten metres away, and in the same moment he had turned his head, she had looked up, and their eyes had met.
Immediately Paul’s grin vanished, as suddenly a wave of emotion swept over him.
She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. All of a sudden he felt the strong urge to walk over to her, to speak to her, to take her in his arms. And even though he had always imagined this moment to be different, to be a lot more mundane than this what he felt right now, he knew exactly what this meant. 

„Shit.“

He was not able to move, even though he knew he had to go after her, before she would vanish, but he was completely overtaxed with all the emotions he suddenly felt at once. Embry seemed to have realised that something was wrong with Paul, for he nudged him in the rips. 

„Paul?“, he asked, causing him to wake up out of his trance. He still stared after the girl. Now the other’s too, had become curious.
„Don’t tell me-“, Quil said, as he followed his gaze. 

Suddenly Paul felt Sam’s hand at his shoulder, who actually gave him an amused smile. „Go“, he simply said and Paul didn’t wait a second longer. He knew that Sam had understood, and the other’s probably as well. He ran as fast as he could after her. She had already reached the street. 

„Hey! Wait a second!“, he shouted, but she didn’t even look around. He scoffed, and clenched his jaw. Of course she didn’t. He had to seem to her like a lunatic, running after her like this. But he couldn’t stop himself. He had to talk to her.
„Hey, girl!“, he tried once more, but again no reaction. Angrily he sped up his pace, until he had finally reached her.
But she didn’t stop. She just continued walking. 

„Hey“, he said, and she looked at him.
Even though he had been frustrated and ready to punch a wall only a second earlier, as soon as she looked at him, he felt calmer, and he couldn’t help himself but grin. 

Close up, she looked even prettier he thought, as she now finally stopped. 

„Hello“, she answered, and he stretched out his hand. 

„I’m Paul. Lahote“, he said, and grinned even more as she took it. „I’m (y/n)“, she introduced herself. Even her name sounded beautiful.
„Are you new here?“, he asked letting go of her, and she shook her head.
„Not really. I live in Forks“, she answered, and smiled slightly. „I just never came here.“ Her gaze wandered over to the sea. „And now I wonder why.“
Paul smiled down at you. „Well, if you would like a little tour, I don’t have anything to do right now.“
She smiled up at him, and checked her watch, giving him an excusing smile only a second later.
„I’m sorry, I would love to, but it’s getting late, and I’m pretty sure my mum worries already.“
Slowly Paul nodded. 

He needed to see her again. He were meant for her.

But he also knew, that he couldn’t force her. He knew how the whole imprinting thing worked. And he knew that he did not have the same effect on her, as she had on him. 

He pulled out his phone. „How about we exchange numbers, and when you come down here again, I’ll show you around a little?“
She seemed to think about it, before pulling out her phone, too.
„Sounds great!“


(Y/N)’s POV

After you had given him your number, Paul had written to you on the same evening. You had answered instantly, and so you had made up for a meeting on the weekend.
He had showed you around La Push, the beach, the forest, his favourite places.
You could tell that he liked you, and you had to admit, that you had fallen for him as well.
He was always nice to you, and even though you had realised pretty soon, that he was kind of a hothead, you knew that he would never hurt you. And it hadn’t taken long for you to realise how to calm him down when he got angry. 

And around your fifth date, he had finally asked you how you felt about him. Slightly embarassed, you had stuttered around, until he had taken your hand and looked into your eyes.
„Because I cannot describe what I’m feeling for you. I want to be there for you, and I will always protect you“, he had said,and you had never seen him so serious as in this moment. And you knew that he meant every word of it. 

And this was the moment you had finally admitted to him that you had fallen in love with him.

Since that day, exactly one month ago, you had been a couple, and you were happier, than you had ever been in your entire life.


Today Paul had asked you, to meet him at the beach in La Push, exactly where you had seen him the first time. You didn’t really know what he planned, but you had a smile playing around your lips, as you sat on the log, much too early and stared at the sea, waiting for him.
It didn’t take long for him too arrive, Paul, too, slightly too early.
He hugged you from behind and you could see him grinning as you turned your head towards him.
„Hey“, you greeted him and turned around, to press a quick kiss on his lips.
„Hey“, he said, and sat down next to you.
He had taken his hand in yours, and looked at you, a somewhat weird expression in his features.
You raised your eyebrows. „What is it?“, you asked, slightly worried, and shifted a little, to get a better look at him.
Paul licked his lips and suddenly seemed grim. The only thing that stopped you from freaking out at his behaviour were his fingers, still gently stroking over the back of your hand. „I need to tell you something“, he said, and shifted, too, looking directily into your eyes. „Just… Promise you will listen until the end, okay?“

Utterly concerned you nodded, waiting for him to speak up.
„Well, I have… uhm“, he started and you saw the muscles on his jaw harden as he seemed to think about the right words. „…Special abilities“, he finally said, leaving you almost more confused than before.
„Abilities?“, you asked. „What kind of abilities?“

„Don’t think I am crazy, okay?“ You shook your head, furling your brows once more, at his slightly aggressive tone. You knew he wouldn’t hurt you, but this simply proved how difficult this was for him.
„I’m… a shape shifter.“
You didn’t move, but simply looked at him, trying to process what he just told you. „A…shape shifter?“, you asked, and he nodded.
„I transform. Into a wolf.“ He looked at you and you shook your head, laughing. He clearly made a joke. There was no thing as shape shifters in real life.
„Paul, if you try to freak me out, you definitely succeeded“, you said, but he just shook his head.
„I prove it“, he said, suddenly determined, and let go of your hand.
„Paul, what are you talking about“, you asked and looked at him. He looked around, and as he didn’t seem to see anyone, he stepped away from you. „Paul you’re scaring me“, you admitted, and he held up his hand.
„Don’t be scared“, he said, before taking a deep breath and breaking into a sprint. Confused you looked after him, as he suddenly jumped into the air… and transformed. His body stretched and as he landed not one second later, a gigantic wolf trotted your way, his fur dark-silver and his dark eyes directed at you. Your mouth stood agape, and you had opened your eyes wide as you tried to process what just had happened.
Your boyfriend had just transformed into a gigantic wolf!
He had reached you now, and stood in front of you. His eyes still looked the same, still the same dark brown you had fallen in love with. Slowly you stretched out your hand, and the wolf stepped close enough for you to touch him. This has to be a dream, you thought, as your hand touched the soft fur, and you managed to finally speak.
„P-Paul?“, you asked and the wolf seemed to nod. „But how?“

The wolf made a small noise, not really a growl, and not really a whimper, as he turned around and ran away.
Still in some sort of shock, you just looked after him, until you couldn’t see him anymore. A few minutes later Paul ran back to you from the same direction, his shirt, you noticed now, ripped on the beach and he was wearing nothing but jeans. You still hadn’t moved, as he had reached you.
„I’m sorry“, he said, sitting back next to you. „It’s always a little problem with the clothes.“
You looked at him, not really able to say anything. „Sorry“, he apologised again. „I just didn’t knew how to tell you otherwise.“

„How long?“, you asked finally, and he wet his lips. „Around a year and a half now“, he said, looking at you. He was serious.
„Sam… Jared“, you started. „Are they too…“
„Yes. All of us“, Paul answered. „We belong to Sam’s pack.“
„Wow“, you finally whispered, staring at the ground in front of you, trying to process everything you had just witnessed.
„But there’s something else“, Paul said, taking your hand back in his. You turned your gaze back up to him.
„Fire away“, you sighed. „It’s not like anything could shock me now.“
Paul smiled slightly at your commentary and nodded.
„We have something that we call 'Imprinting’.“
You raised your eyebrows, waiting for him to speak on.

„It’s hard to explain. At one point in our lives we see someone, and… something happens. We imprint. As I saw you I knew that I never want to leave your side. I want to be there for you in good and in bad, and I will be whatever you need me to be. A friend, a lover, the worst enemy of everyone that ever hurt you. Especially the worst enemy of everyone that will try to hurt you in the future. As I saw you, I thought you were the most beautiful, the most fascinating girl I have ever seen in my whole life.“
You looked into his dark eyes, as you slowly understood what he told you. „So, you’re…imprinted… on me?“

He nodded. A smile grew on your face. The whole situation was so absurd, so abnormal, but here you were with a shape shifter that had just turned into a wolf and now swore you his eternal love. And you were surprised of yourself for simply accepting everything he had just told you, so easily.
You chuckled, before smiling at him. „Does this work the other way round as well?“, you asked, cupping his cheek with your hand and slowly leaning towards him.

„Because I’ve fallen hopelessly for you, Paul. And I don’t care whether you are a wolf, or a duck, or a cockroach in your free time. I love you.“

A tiny smile spread on Paul’s face, as he leant down to you. „I love you“, he whispered, before pressing his lips hard against yours, his hand buried in your hair, while pressing you closer towards his body.

 He moved his lips against yours, wrapping his free arm around your waist, before he rested his forehead against yours, his eyes still closed.

„You are my life.“


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My Girl

Originally posted by fandomnationwhore

GIF NOT MINE

Bucky x Reader

Request: phiauniverse: Could you write for me a Bucky Barnes x reader? The reader is not an avenger and is meeting the avengers for the first time. Reader is a feminist and hears someone (not an avenger) say something sexist against girls and goes off on them. The avengers are all surprised but Bucky just smiles and says “that’s my girl” and yeah… super fluffy if you will. And you don’t have to if you don’t want to or anything. Thanks!

Warnings: Sexist comments, fluff, fluff, and fluff

I pulled my jacket off of the coat rack and slid it on “Bucky are you sure your friends are ready to meet me?” I asked my boyfriend of 6 months, while he tied his shoes. “Of course doll, they have been begging to meet you since we started dating” He reassured me as we made our way out of my apartment

“Can we stop and get some coffee?” I asked while getting into the car. 

“Of course” He smiled at me. 

Once we made it to the Avengers Tower, we greeted Steve, which I have already met him, then he introduced me to everyone else.

“Would you like a tour of the building?” Steve asked holding a door for us to follow him.

We made our way to the training floor. Two people, who I assumed were shield agents. 

“This is where we train for combat. Those men over there are SHIELD agents. They were assigned to help us train.” Tony explained. We watched them quietly as they trained. 

“God, you hit like a girl.” One man joked. I didn’t find this funny. Bucky looked down at me, knowing whats going through my mind.

“Don’t compare me to a women.” The other snapped back. 

“What are your hormones making you emotional? Chill out man.” The other one continued.

“Bucky” I spoke up

“Yes love?”

“Hold my coffee” With that I shoved my coffee into his hands. Leaving the group with confused looks on there face. Except for Bucky. He knew what was coming.

“Excuse me” I spoke calmly.

“Yes ma’am?” The man who made the rude comment turned to face me.

“I couldn’t help but over here your conversation with this man right here.” I pointed to the other man, “You made the comment about hitting like a girl. I find that to be very offensive.”

“Oh look, a feminist” He rolled his eyes. 

“Oh look, a man with nothing better to do than to downgrade women.” I snapped back

“Look Ma-”

“No you look” I interrupted “Women are very strong. We can achieve so much more than you. You say that this man hits like a women. But you do realize that one women in this room can take down every single person in this room if she really wanted to, and that women is Natasha Romanoff. Another women who can actually read you mind and use your darkest secrets against you and use her powers to take you down is also in here. Yeah her name is Wanda. You wanna tell me he hits like a women? Well thank you for the compliment. We can and we will take you down if we really wanted to.” 

“Yeah like you could do anything” He rolled his eyes again. And within a second he was on the ground and I was pinning him down.

“You were saying?” I got up. He laid there for a moment.

“And you” I pointed to the other man who had a small smirk on his face “When another person says you hit like a women. You remember this moment.” With that, I walked back to the group. 

“Buck, what did you say your girlfriend does?” Tony asked with a shocked expression. 

“She’s a journalist” He smiled looking down at me, handing me my coffee.

“But-” Clint was so confused

“How” Sam raised and eyebrow

“Because she’s my girl, she’s amazing” Bucky wrapped his around around my waist. He didn’t tell them the countless hours of training he gave me so I could defend myself if I ever needed to. 

“Can we keep her?” Nat had the biggest smile.

“Yes, please?” Wanda joined in. 

“How do you do it?” Sam asked Bucky 

“To be honest,” Bucky couldn’t stop from smiling “She scares the shit outta me” 

I laughed at his comment. I knew he was acting as if I was strong from the start, but because of him I was able to do what I did. I smiled to myself, realizing how well we complete each other.

“I love you doll” Bucky whispered in my ear.

“I love you too.”

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“Buried” (Chapter Three)

Well… Tony and Steve see each other again. It goes about as well as you think lol Excited to hear what you guys think!

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South America

“Mister Stark!” A woman came jogging towards him through the soft layer of mud, one hand stretched out invitingly, the other trying to keep her hat on her head as the helicopter wound down. “I am so happy you made it! We were starting to think no one would ever come!”

Tony waited until he was clear of the helicopter before answering. “Sorry about the last minute reply. We spoke on the phone right? You must be–”

“Melissa.” She supplied helpfully, shaking his hand and leading him onto drier ground. “Forgive the mud, it’s the end of the season you know, so we had an early burst of rain and it about washed us out.”

Tony glanced down at his sturdy boots and jeans. “A little mud isn’t going to hurt anything. It’s not like I’m wearing two hundred dollar shoes.” Tony smiled faintly at the pretty blonde, thinking about another blond ten years ago who had just outright laughed about the amount of mud Tony was trudging through.

He definitely preferred the pretty girl who apologized for the mud.

“Rain is coming already this year?”

“Yes, we are actually packing up a week early because the weather is changing too quickly. Can I take your bag?”

“No.” Tony laughed a little and hefted his backpack. “It’s fine. Heavier than it looks, don’t want you struggling with it

“Why did you bring a bag? Are you staying overnight here? I assumed you would be staying in the city?”

“I’d like to stay here.” Tony admitted. “I’d like to see the camp and site and take some time to make an informed decision. My dad funded this for so many years that I’m not going to just shut it down because I took over.”

“I was so sorry to hear about Howard.” Melissa put her hand over her heart sympathetically. “He was so wonderful about funding this project and when it got bigger he even paid for the security team we needed to–”

“Security team?” Tony interrupted as they ducked under the low door of a thrown together cabin. “Why a security team? I wasn’t aware that there were more than just college kids and some staff at the site. There wasn’t anything in the file about a security team.”

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Circumstance (Part 1)

My first SJM series! First part is kind of short but I just wanted to establish the basis of the plot. Please tell me what you think!!!

Rowaelin daughter x Feysand son au

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“Prythian? The Night Court? Three months?!” Emberlei asks in dismay, her parents nodding silently at each question. “Why?”

“To learn from the High Lord and Lady there. Feyre and Rhysand are some of the greatest Fae leaders in all of the world, and they offered to take you in and teach you, along with the rest of their advisors.” Aelin explains calmly. “In exchange, their son, Cadewyn, will be staying here to learn useful things from us.” She smiles at Rowan in a wicked sort of way, as if what they’ll be teaching the boy will be anything but conventionally useful.

Ember rolls her eyes. “Please don’t send me away for three months, I’ve never even been to Prythian!” She practically begs.

“You have, actually,” Rowan reminds. “When you were little, we went there for a Leader Meeting. You and Cadewyn even played together I think.”

Emberlei racks her brain for any memory of the boy. “Is he the one who pushed my down the stairs?” Aelin and Rowan share a glance. “He was, wasn’t he? He was the one who gave me this scar!” She draws back a bit of her hair to show a small white scar at the base of her hairline.

Her father inspects it for a moment and then shakes his head. “No, I thought that was the one Aedion gave you when you didn’t duck fast enough during sparring.”

“Nope, definitely this Cadewyn guy.” She responds. “Are you sure you want to teach someone who assaulted your daughter?”

Aelin laughs again, looking towards Rowan with one of their ‘you know what I’m thinking and I know what your thinking’ gazes. Ember groans. “Ugh! Fine! I’ll go, just stop looking at each other like that.”

Her parents break their gaze and feign innocence. “Like what?” Aelin wonders, a sly smile playing on her lips, and Ember thinks that it might be okay to get away from her parents for a couple months.

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Dance For Me

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Request: Can you do one where Shawn comes all the way from tour for you birthday and tells you that you are going to go on tour with him as his personal dancer ? Xx

Word Count: 1,813

A/N: I really hope you like this. 

Dance For Me

“That was so sick, for real tho!” Your friend said, giving you a high five.

“We killed it!” You said, clapping your hands.

You had been working on this choreography for so long, without getting it right, it had actually started to annoy you, but this time, this time, you both killed it.

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Forbes

Reader x Klaus


The scent. It was the scent of something familiar that was driving Klaus mad. He knew the smell so well that he drew to a stop.

“Niklaus what’re you doing?” Elijah sighed when his brother began to search around for the source.

“You don’t smell that?” He hissed, his eyes locking on a small figure slumped by the docks.

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  • 22. fmk; ryan, dallon, brendon
  • 23. on a scale of 1-10, how much do you love sarah?
  • 24. thoughts on brendon naming his studio urielectric?
  • 25. do you have any panic! related tattoos? if so, what are they?
  • 26. the song you like the least?
  • 27. if you met brendon; handshake, fistbump, high five, or hug?
  • 28. do you follow dallon on snapchat?
  • 29. favourite track off too weird to live?
  • 30. thoughts on the la devotee music video?
  • 31. bren or beebo?
  • 32. how would you feel if the band went back to its composition of when pretty. odd. came out?
  • 33. post your favourite picture of brendon boyd urie.
  • 34. which album cover do you like the most?
  • 35. funniest/weirdest lyric of theirs you can think of right now?
  • 36. v&v; official tracks or bonus tracks?
  • 37. can you name one long song title off afycso (apart from lying) without looking it up?
  • 38. what is, in your opinion, the catchiest song off doab?
  • 39. penny or bogart?
  • 40. ever written p!atd fanfic?
  • 41. are your eyes the size of the moon?