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Dialogue Prompts

Originally posted by pray-for-the-sun

Dialogue Prompts

1.   “I’m sorry. It’s just everytime you open your mouth, you seem to get even more annoying. Does it take effort to do that?”

2.   “Where did you learn to fight like that?” “Have you ever been to a concert before?”

3.   “Remember that time when I asked for your option?” “No” “ Yeah neither do I”

4.   “Wereyou born this stupid, or were you just dropped on your head one to many times as a child?”

5.   “Please tell me he isn’t doing his victory dance behind me”

6.   “We’re Americans, we have a tendency of going overboard and starting a revolution”

7.   “Can’t we just hug this out?”

8.   “Do you love me?” “Depends on how much food you brought me”

9.   “If your laptop and I were trapped in a housefire and you only had enough time to save one, who would you save?……..Are you seriously having to think about this!?”

10.   “No one likes your jokes” “What are you talking about, the old lady at the store said I was funny!”

11.   “It’s a good plan!…..Okay it’s half of an okay plan…..So it’s actually like a hopeful idea”

12.   “Shouldn’t you be at work?” “Shouldn’t you be out telling little kids that Santa Clause isn’t real”

13.   “Why can’t the world just chill for one second”

14.   “Let’s say, hypthetically of course, that I needed help hiding a body-” “Hold up let me get a shovel”

15.   “Is he always this rude?” “Only when he watches Gossip Girls”

16.   “How can you look so attrative while crying?”

17.   “Wow we are screwed” “Really, what could possibly make you say that?”

18.   “Please don’t leave me. I love you”

19.   “I trusted you”

20.   “You’re just going to turn your back on everyone, again” “It was a defensive habit, I didn’t mean to.”

21.   “I almost died!” “Death by a hamster, I would pay to see that”

22.   “Newt Scamander, wouldn’t treat me like this!” “Well Newt is a fictional character” “How dare you!”

23.   “Did you even sleep last night?” “I’ll sleep when I’m dead”

24.   “Pretty sure none of this was suppose to happen”

25.   “Don’t you dare die on me….We’re suppose to grow old together”

26.   “You are my sunshine….my only sunshine…I never told you….How much I love you.”

27.   “I’m not strong or brave, but I will fight for you”

28.   “This can’t be real”

29.   “How did you two become friends?” “I punched him in the face and he gave me a highfive” 

30.   “This is not what I envisioned when you said: wanna play a game.”


                   I’ll be here waiting for requests

Originally posted by drunkbroadway

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to be honest i thought the finale was a bit underwhelming and not nearly as gripping as some of the past season finales have been BUT man oh man it was also honestly the most unintentionally hilarious episode i’ve ever seen on this show

like

robbie coming back, chain whipping a couple robots and then casually greeting daisy like what up fam what’d i miss

may and coulson discussing how badly he fucked up while they’re in the busted remains of the bunker trying to stop aida from destroying the world

daisy and robbie having a cute little moment while mack and yo yo are unconscious 2 feet away from them

fitz trying to talk aida down from her murder spree by telling her to listen to SAD MUSIC instead, like dude we know you mean well but adele is the last thing aida needs right now

lmd jemma pointing out for like the 25th time that the A in aida stands for artificial because even robot jemma has a near-pathological need to be right and a burning hatred for the bitch who almost stole her man

jemma with the MACHINE GUN and giving off hardcore ripley vibes

the mental image of coulson making a deal with the ghost rider, i mean how did that even happen like um excuse me mr rider i need to borrow you from robbie into my body for like 45 minutes while i murder the evil robot turned evil human that one of my agents created please thank you he can have you back after

ghost!coulson and aida falling through 3 portals and almost getting hit by a subway car

radcliffe waiting for the end of the world on a beach with a drink and disappearing in the middle of his own big goodbye speech, like wow writers rude did you have to cut him off like that but also MOOD

the collective eye rolls by everyone on the team when they got busted at the diner

agents in SPACE and the mental image of this team getting shoved into a rocket and launched into outer space like i am certain mack and yoyo were 10000% NOT HERE FOR THAT SHIT and put up a big fight and had to be restrained by 15 guys and then they woke up to see asteroids floating by and immediately handed in their resignation letters to coulson effective immediately once they got back down to earth

listen, this show has many problems but it is also truly truly hilarious if you just turn off your brain for 45 minutes

Imagine Chris admitting you’re his celebrity crush.

A/N: This is a request from @unstainedlight and it took me forever to get to, I’m so sorry. But here it is, finally! It’s super cute and I’d a lot of fun writing it (as in I giggled a lot) Enjoy! X

You arrived on the ‘The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon’ set shortly after your husband, Chris. The two of you came in separate cars because you’d come from your movie set, whereas he came from the hotel you were put up in while working in New York; he wasn’t due to film ‘Avengers: Infinity War’ until May. Both you and Chris had been invited by Jimmy Fallon to do your own respective interviews on your upcoming movies and pending projects, or so the both of you thought. As it turned out, those reasons were just bait given to your publicists to get both of you on his set at the same time without raising suspicion; the man had something cheeky planned.

Jimmy had interviewed Chris numerous times now- one could say that they were friends, so Jimmy knew about Chris’ crush on you. He’d said numerous times now, in most of his interviews, that you were a beautiful actress he admired, with values, morals, and ethics that made him think very highly of you; or in short, that you were his celebrity crush. The thing that Jimmy didn’t know, however, was that they two of you were actually married. You’d met Chris in 2014 while having lunch with your friends, Emily Blunt and John Krasinski. Chris was a good friend of John’s who thought the two of you would hit it off, and you did almost immediately.

After that day, the two of you starting secretly dating under the media’s radar because neither of you wanted the stress that came with having your relationship in the limelight. Both of you had been in the industry for a while now, so you knew what it was like when you started dating someone. The constant scrutiny, the tabloids and the rumors, the analyzing of everything you do and say, the haters and cynics calling the relationship a publicity stunt and waiting for it to blow up- you didn’t want to deal with that. Those were the things that usually ended a Hollywood relationship which was the last thing you and Chris wanted, so things between the two of you were kept under a tight lid.

Your friends and family knew about the relationship, but everyone did as you both asked and kept what they knew to themselves. During your time as boyfriend and girlfriend, you attended all red carpet events alone and took no photos together so you wouldn’t risk revealing your relationship to the world. It was unpractical, difficult, and occasionally lonely, but it worked out. Of course you weren’t going to keep it a secret forever, at some point you were going to want to reveal to the world that you were with the best person you’d ever met; vice versa. You’d both agreed to keep things hush until things were more solidified, and now that the two of you were happily married- the relationship was to be revealed at your movie premiere which was in a week’s time. But perhaps Jimmy’s cheeky little plan to embarrass Chris would move that announcement up.

“Hey stranger,” you called as you caught Chris in your dressing room mirror; he was up first and was walking towards the stage. He poked his head in and shot you a smile which you reciprocated. “Good luck out there, Captain America,” you gave him a two finger salute which made him laugh as he disappeared around the corner with the stage manager.

“Oh my God,” your makeup artist, Arizona, let out the breath she was holding in. “He is so freaking handsome,” she said then chuckled when you laughed. “I’m so glad I’m not the one doing his makeup, I wouldn’t be able to focus.” You said nothing in response as you closed your eyes to let her finish doing your eyeshadow. “Are the two of you friends?”

“I guess,” you shrugged nonchalantly.

“You know you’re his celebrity crush, right?” She was grinning excitedly when you opened your eyes. “As a fan of both you and Chris Evans, I can say that the two of you would make such a great couple.” You had to bite the inside of your cheek to stop from laughing. “You two should really make a movie together, ‘cause that’d be amazing.”

“Yeah,” you nodded in agreement.

“Okay,” she sprayed your face with setting spray then tucked a stray hair in its place. “All done, Y/N. You look amazing as always,” she complimented with a sweet smile. “And as always, it’s been an honor to do your hair and makeup. If you ever need a permanent stylist, I’m your girl.”

“Thanks Arizona,” you smiled then saw the stage director enter the room through the mirror. “And that’s my cue,” you told her and rose to your feet. You followed the stage director towards the stage and watched the TV, waiting for Jimmy to introduce you and bring you out.

“So Chris, I’m not sure if you’ve seen the interview your buddy Sebastian did with James Cordon a while back.” Chris’ eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered; he watched most of the interviews his friends and cast mates did. “The one with his celebrity crush, Sharon Stone.” Jimmy reminded him; Chris laughed and nodded. “Well, taking a page out of Cordon’s book- I thought I’d bring your celebrity crush here tonight so you can have the same opportunity to try and win her over with your charm and good looks.”

“Oh God,” Chris laughed. “This is not going to end well, I can tell already.”

“Let’s give Y/N Y/L/N a hand,” Jimmy called and you walked out right on cue. Chris caught your eye and you both tried hard not to crack even though the smiles you had on your faces were enough to give your big secret away. “C'mon Chris,” Jimmy teased as he rose to his feet, joining the audience in giving you a standing ovation. “Get on your feet, give a good impression.”

“Right, sorry.” Chris jumped onto his feet and clapped for you until you got to his side. “Hi Y/N, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” He shook your hand then leaned forward to give your cheek a quick peck. “We’re going to blow this, aren’t we?” He whispered into your ear before pulling away; you subtly nodded in response.

“Hi everyone,” you waved at the audience and they cheered for you. “Oh wow,” you began addressing Jimmy as the three of you took your seats. “It is so good to be back here. How are you, Jimmy?” You asked and he laughed.

“I’m meant to be the interviewer here, Y/N,” he joked and you chuckled. “I’m great, and you look great too. The New York air must agree with you. You’ve been out here for a while now, right?” You nodded. “You’re filming your latest movie which takes place in Manhattan, are you having fun?”

“Crazy fun,” you nodded. “I love New York, it’s where I started my career and where some of my best friends live so- yeah, I’m having a lot of fun. New York’s basically like a third home to me,” you told him; beside you, Chris smiled because he knew you refer to LA- your hometown- as home and Boston- his hometown- as your second home.

“Third home?” Jimmy quizzed. “Isn’t the saying second home?” You nodded, chuckling softly. “Okay then, so if New York is your third home then- where’s your second home? I know LA is your hometown, so that’s number one. What’s number two?”

“Boston,” you answered, trying not to smile too widely as you glanced at Chris; he couldn’t hide his grin. “It’s um- it’s a place close to my heart, a lot of my friends are from Boston- like John Krasinski, and it’s also where I fell in-love actually, with a Bostonian.”

“You’re in-love?” Jimmy looked over at Chris and pressed his lips together. “Aw, that’s a bummer.” Both you and Chris laughed at that. “Here I was thinking I was going to set the two of you up 'cause you know, Chris- Captain America, is not shy about admitting who his celebrity crush is.” You chuckled softly as you nodded. “He’s from Boston too, so if you think he’s better than your current love- it wouldn’t be hard to jump ship. Right, Chris?”

“Well,” Chris winced, trying hard not to crack. “If she’s already in-love with someone else, y'know- I’m not going to interfere with that.” You bit the inside of your cheek, stifling your laughs. “If she were single, of course I’d go for it, but she’s in a relationship, man. I can’t do that to a brother,” he tried not to laugh as he said that.

“Think about this, Y/N,” Jimmy tried to sell your husband to you. “Chris is a fan of yours, he is practically in-love with you already.” You looked over at Chris and he nodded in agreement with Jimmy’s statement, holding a serious face that made you want to laugh. “And c'mon, how great can your current guy be compared to Captain America? I mean- the choice is simple, right? Right, guys?” He asked the audience and they cheered. “The two of you would be the new Brad and Angelina, minus the divorce 'cause you’re Chris’ celebrity crush and I doubt he’d do anything to risk losing you.”

“Oh, definitely not,” Chris agreed and you turned away, laughing. “I’d treasure you for the rest of my life, Y/N.” He took your left hand in his, lifting it into vision but hiding your wedding bands. “I’d love you in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, till death do us part. But I think you already know that from when we exchanged wedding vows,” he said and revealed the wedding bands; everyone gasped, including Jimmy. “Yeah,” Chris began as you both turned to a stunned Jimmy, chuckling. “I didn’t need your help 'cause I already married my celebrity crush.”

“Oh my God,” Jimmy’s jaw dropped. “How- when- are you guys even- Wait, what?” He laughed, bouncing excitedly in his chair. “When did this even happen? I didn’t even know that you guys knew each other, let alone dated! And you’re married? What the fu-” he cut himself off, his smile wide. “That is amazing, wow! Congratulations, you two! Wow!” The audience cheered and clapped when Jimmy did. “This is exclusive right? No one knew before this moment?”

“Our friends and family know,” you told him, chuckling. “But no one else did, so yes. This is an exclusive on your show. I’m married to Chris Evans,” you said and Chris brought your entwined hands to his lips, kissing the back of your hand.

“Yup,” Chris grinned at you then turned to the camera, “I’m married to my celebrity crush.”

6

OTPs (in no particular order): Tsukishima Kei & Yamaguchi Tadashi

““How many did you miss?” Go on, say it to me. I only managed to stop one single spike. We played five whole sets. I’m so un―”

“I can think of a lot of words, but uncool definitely isn’t one of them!”

anonymous asked:

Watching Jaxx snaps tonight got me wondering how you both got so lucky wow I'm so bi it hurts. Btw, little critique: that's no slap!! That booty didn't even bounce, put some muscle into it ducky!!

I know but I’m a mess when the booty is out I did my best but your girl was lightheaded and shook when that was happening

I am the definition of a useless lesbian^tm

okay but listen

so, the eros routine. you know, the one that was heavily inspired by a certain accidental playboy who drunkenly seduced victor at this one banquet and then just up and left? know the one? well maybe it isn’t the program inspired by the shenanigans of that evening, i mean oh wow what a coincidence that christophe “poledancer extraordinaire” giacometti also comes up with an over the top super sexy routine and decides to call it “intoxicated

actually you know what i bet the kings of being extra came up with the ideas together and then

“okay vitya is the plan still a go now that you’re shacking up with him and playing his coach (how kinky!♥)” “you kidding me the guy’s acting like nothing happened i’m gonna make him skate the fucking routine so he can think about what he did to me chris”

Me while listening to the heathers soundtrack for the first time
  • me during Beautiful: wow this is great and really funny.
  • me during Candy Store: wow for a song about some huge bitches this sounds really good.
  • me during Fight for me: I wish I could see the musical so I can see how they act out the songs.
  • me during Freeze your Brain: aww sad back story
  • me during Big Fun: haha this is funny- wait, did Heather almost get raped?
  • me during Dead Girl Walking: WOW THANKS FOR TELLING ABOUT HER ANGRY SEX THANKS. also you can pinpoint exactly when they climax
  • me during The Me Inside of Me: wait. what happened? did someone die? im confused
  • me during Blue: WOW. THIS IS. WOW. OKAY. AND THIS IS HAPPENING? HER 'FRIENDS' WONT EVEN HELP? WHAT but tbh it sounds good
  • me during Our Love Is God: wow this is actually sweet. I wish I said someone to worship me. I wish I had a love that is like god. this is beautiful and- FUCK HOLD ON NVM. YOU CAN HEAR HIM GOING CRAZY FUCK THIS MUSIC IS A MASTERPIECE
  • My during Dead Gay Son: 10/10 increadible anD THE DADS ARE GAY TOO? KILL ME OML
  • me during Seventeen: uhh, y'all cant come back from killing ppl. there is no more normal for you. also how did you get away with that?
  • me during Shine a Light: wow what the fuck is happening here. is a teacher really telling them her life story? fuck. miss you need to see a therapist.
  • me during Lifeboat: wow really good and relatable but whos singing???? I may never know
  • me during Shine A Light Reprise : fuCK NOW THATS HOW YOU DO A GODDAMN REPRISE 100/10 FUCK ME
  • me during Kindergarten Boyfriend: skip
  • me during Yo Girl: wow that escalated quickly also haha i get the joke jd ur clever
  • me during Meant to Be Yours: wow what a perf transition also character development has never been better
  • me during Dead Girl Walking Reprise: FCUK THESE PPL KNOW HOW TO WRITE AND PREFORM A REPRISE I CAN FEEL THE DRAMA ITS SO GOOOOOOOD. ALSO SYMBOLISM IS 10/10 LIKE THE
  • me during I Am Damaged: so... hes dead? and im crying? okay
  • me during Seventeen Reprise: EVERY SONG IS GOOD AND IM CRYING AND IM GONNA LISTEN TO IT AGAIN AND AND OKAY
bones | 04 (m)

Originally posted by fairybcby

• pairing: jung hoseok x reader // min yoongi x reader, college! hoseok, college! yoongi
• genre/warnings: angst, smut, friends with benefits
• words: 9,074
→ summary: you were broken from a past relationship, and Hoseok wanted to fix you, but what price was he willing to pay? Would he end up worse off, or would you realise in time, that your best friend was the one…?
• note. inspired by this song here.

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Hi everyone. It’s good to be back. Today I want to discuss something very interesting and important about a character I love, Lorna Dane. The discussion will focus on Lorna Dane from Deadpool and The Mercs for Money (I only picked this book up for Polaris) therefore, I’m only going to include panels about her. First I want to thank Bunn and Coello who did an excellent job in executing Lorna’s characterization and her beauty. Polaris was really well done both in terms of writing and pencils. I did enjoy it very much :)

Wow. Lorna left many of us speechless because something surprising and crazy happened. Here Marvel once again, made Lorna a badass, menacing and intelligent leader. I like how Lorna and Domino interacted. The debate between them was so perfect that even Lorna uses words precisely like her father. Polaris has vowed to carry on her late father Magneto’s work. Also, I am very pleased with Polaris’ new costume and this is her what……50’s costume? Can’t keep track that’s how many costumes she has. Marvel not only gave her so many costumes, but made her a fierce leader a number of times.

Artwork of the beautiful, strong, confident, badass, and brave Polaris. The depiction tells it all. I really LOVE the Magneto inspiration the artist utilized to create it, from the helmet/tiara, to the overall composition of it, really LOVE IT a lot. @whatadouche-bag  was right about her tiara. It does have a vibe of a warrior helm. Now, let’s take a look on few other panels.

And when the Inhumans showed up, Polaris was the first in battle. She took the first stand on everything just like a true leader. What a ferocious warrior type, I LOVE IT. Those deep shadows on her face remind me so much of her father and no one in this world can deny who is the Queen of Mutants :)

One thing I would like to clarify about this panel here is that the girl with the green Mohawk is not Storm. There were people confusing her with Storm because of her Mohawk, eyes and attitude. Even though I wouldn’t blame them because ironically, in the cover of this issue, it showed her with white hair and not green. I assume this was why they were thinking it was Storm. But what a surprised seeing a green Mohawk when we were expecting to be like the cover depicted. I wonder if Marvel did this on purpose lol. I wonder what Marvel is trying to say about a new girl named Sheath (who might show up sometime soon in the future) with green Mohawk. My only thought would be Marvel’s mocking Storm. “A girl with Storm hair’s style and Polaris’s hair color” Can this be an indication to show how Polaris might look like with a green Mohawk? A Sheath is cover for the blade of a knife or sword (pretty much that’s what she was wearing). She doesn’t show any abilities and/or never shows in description what her ability is. Only that she’s more of a combat/agility who fights with knives and nothing more.

Anyway, the next panel is even more amazing.

Every single one of them were matching their perfect combat. Polaris went to the powerhouse guy called, Lash. I guess she knew he was the hard one but Look at Lorna with her magnificent beauty and very Magneta. Reasons to believe Lash is the strongest (aside from karnak) was because of this

There was nothing negative that I can point out. Of course, some might find something trivial as usual but here you can’t deny the awesomeness of Lorna Dane. Nothing minor in either both issues #7 and #8 of Deadpool. The story is pretty solid, which is what I’ve come to expect from Cullen Bunn on anything he writes. I like the fact that Marvel’s Splash Page is proudly introducing the powered Lorna Dane in both issues :) Marvel left Bunn to depict Lorna as her father’s image to let everyone knows that whether we like it or not, she’s Magneto’s daughter. Also so new readers get to know the Powerful mutants that’s about to become something much bigger in the future. It’s one of the reason why Lorna was dragged in to one of the most popular comics. Marvel is giving us a hint of what a future Polaris might look like. Who took the opportunity to stand up for mutant rights.

Even though Negasonic went back and made sure the fight in the sewers, which would prove lethal to Deadpool (is that even possible), never happened, this issue still gives us a glimpse into a possible future for Lorna. Strong, confident, taking up her father’s mantle. She will pick up where her father left off, continue his wishes, and more than likely come into her own as a leader. Even though she has already led on several occasions.

@genoshan @erik-dane @pumazumba @whatadouche-bag

It’s a Buck Girl Thing (4/?)

Based loosely on ‘It’s a Boy Girl Thing’ (2006)


Summary: You (female reader) pine after Steve Rogers whilst Bucky is being a little shit. One night after an argument on the rooftop you wake up in each other’s bodies.


Pairing: Steve x Reader


Word count: 3.3k


Need to catch up? Here’s PART 3 or IBGT MASTERLIST


Warnings: Okay… So it starts of with SMUT - I know it’s weird to imagine yourself in Bucky’s body but I can’t see a way round it - there had to be a hand job. There’s also sexual content and swearing.


A/N: Well, riding on a wave of inspiration that hit me like a train yesterday here’s another big chapter from me. I hope this fic is still making you smile and want more?

Originally posted by buckypupbarnes


After yet another awkward interaction with Steve, a cold shower sounded like a good option. You needed to calm down quickly, otherwise he’s only going to suspect something more serious is going on. And who knows how long you’d be able to keep up the pretences?



Physically - the cold shower seemed to help, but mentally - you still couldn’t shake off the constant dirty thoughts about Steve. Not sure how long this charade would continue, you needed to find a better way of managing your constant arousal. Maybe Bucky was right and you needed some release?

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Request: Can you write a Peter Parker x chubby reader where the reader is Sam’s niece and they meet at an Avengers party and they both like each other but don’t say anything and then over text a month later Peter confesses and the reader is surprised and just fluff please 💓            

“Why am I coming along?” you asked as you got in the car.

“Because you’re mom asked me to keep an eye on you,” he sighed as he sat down. You frowned, so you may have gotten into a bit of trouble with your mother, but some passions couldn’t wait for legislation, and to be honest you considered yourself more of a cyber vigilante than a troubled youth.

“Listen, you can’t say those guys didn’t have it coming. How can I sit back and let them get away with hurting that girl when I knew how to find the evidence?”

“I’m not saying it was wrong, in fact I agree with you, but what if those boys wanted revenge huh?”

“Well I’d tell them good luck  finding the person who hacked into their messages,” you grumbled.

“Anyway,” Sam rolled his eyes, looking over at his niece where she sat pouting, “This isn’t a punishment. It’s a party.”

“Yeah, with all of your old Avengers friends,” you sighed.

“Not all of them are old-”

“Uncle Sam, you’re old. It’s okay.”

“First of all, rude, and secondly I wasn’t gonna say that. There’s a newbie around your age. I got a feeling you two might get along. You both like to get on my nerves,” he turned on the car and put it in drive before looking back over at you. You were still pouting, he thought mentioning the Avengers and a possible new friend would have been enough to make you drop the sour expression. The opposite was true, you would rather it was just the Avengers, because that would meant you’d probably get a few words out of Steve who was like a second uncle to you, and keep Bucky occupied so people didn’t feel the need to bother him, but other than that you could watch Tony Stark get drunk while you sat quietly in the corner of the room. If there was somebody your age then they’d try to talk to you, or even worse they wouldn’t, and you wouldn’t be able to attribute it to the fact that you were just too young to warrant their attention it would simply be because they had zero interest in you. You huffed at the thought and reached for the aux cord. Sam let you choose the music as he started driving towards the tower.

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The Hufflepuff Part One (Newt Scamander x Reader)

Originally posted by notbethan

Word Count: 1030

Pairing: Newt Scamander x Reader

AN: So this is my first newt fic and i’m so excited! It’s set back in newts Hogwarts days :) You can read part two and three  four and five here

It was your sixth year attending hogwarts and it felt the same as every other year. You had been waiting all holidays to come back, not just to see your friends but because you knew you’d be seeing more of your crush Newt Scamander. Most of your friends crushed on the hot and brave gryffindors but you, you couldn’t take your eyes off of the shy hufflepuff Newt Scamander. 


You first met Newt your first year on the Hogwarts express, it felt like only yesterday you first met the boy. All the carriages were full making your nerves get worse looking for a seat as you knew no one on this train since you were muggle born. In your nervous state you finally had found a empty carriage, well not quite empty, there was a small boy with his face covered by the huge book he was reading. Opening the door and closing it quietly behind you, not wanting to interrupt the boys reading, you shyly took a seat across from him. He was so invested in his book that you don’t think he even knew you were there. Reading the title of the book you became curious. 

“Excuse me? May I ask about what you’re reading, I didn’t know there were magical creatures? You see, I come from a muggle family so I don’t know much about the wizarding world.” Your voice startled the boy a little, he hadn’t notice you enter like you’d thought.

“Oh, I could tell you everything you need to know about magical creatures. My names Newt Scamander.” The boy shyly smiled at you, extending his arm to shake your hand. “I’m Y/N, It’s nice to meet you Newt.”

You remember him telling you all about his love for magical beasts that train ride and how he wanted wizards to learn to understand them, not hurt them. He even told you about his dreams of one day travelling the world in search of rare creatures and maybe even writing a book about his adventures. The way he talked about these creatures with so much passion was adorable and made you grow feelings for the boy. Ever since that day you’d been crushing on Newt Scamander.


You hadn’t really spoken to him since first year, guess you could just never find the courage to. Not only that but his best friend Leta Lestrange scared you to death. Not because she was a slytherin, you didn’t think everyone in slytherin was bad that was just an unfair stereotype placed upon them. But because one time in second year when you had finally gained enough courage to approach Newt you were stopped by Leta herself. She had pulled you by your robes and pushed you into a corner where Newt couldn’t see, staring with pure hatred in her eyes. 

“Leave him alone Y/N. Newt’s my best friend and my friend only so stay away you filthy mudblood.” You couldn’t take it after she called you that horrible name sprinting back to your dorm with tears falling down your face. You had never even tried to get close to Newt again knowing Leta was always going to be in the way.


Rushing to potions class late you were out of breath from running all the way from your dorm, you knew you should have set your alarm. Pushing open the doors you sighed in relief noticing your professor hadn’t arrived yet. Hurrying to a seat next to your friend you mentally squeal as you notice Newt sitting at the back of the room. You had a good feeling about this class.

You professor walked in minutes later gaining everyone’s attention with his loud voice. “Alright everyone, this year I’m choosing your partner for this class. You will be with the same partner for the rest of this school year and I honestly don’t care if you’re not with your friend so don’t complain to me about it.” I take that back, you didn’t have a good feeling about this class. The last thing you needed was to be paired up with one of those cocky gryffindor boys who will just attempt to flirt with you the entire year instead of actually doing the work.

“Y/N and Newt Scamander.” Your eyes widened, you honestly almost fell off your chair. You had never been paired with Newt before, well actually, you hadn’t spoken to the boy since the day you met, he’d probably forgotten all about you by now.

You somehow pulled yourself together, clinging your textbook to your chest and making your way over to the boy. You shyly took the seat next to him, sending him a friendly smile which he thankfully sent back. “Hi, i’m Newt.”

He was so cute you had no idea how you were going to concentrate in this class. “Y/N. I’ve heard that you’re quite good at potions.” He seemed a little embarrassed at your statement as his cheeks flushed red and he stuttered his words. “W-well I mean I guess so.”

“So, do you still want to travel the world in search of magical beasts?” Please remember me! Please remember me!

“How did you know about that?” Confusion was written all over his face as he looked at you skeptically. Your heart sunk a little, of course he doesn’t remember you. “You told me, first year on the Hogwarts express. I didn’t expect you to remember.” You nervously chuckle, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

“That was you? Wow, I was wondering what happened to the girl I talked to on my first day. I didn’t even realize, you’ve changed so much.” So he did remember you, sort of. “Well I am sixteen now not eleven.” He chuckled at your words and you couldn’t help the smile that appeared on your face, he still remembers you.

All of a sudden you felt this weird energy, it was as if someone was staring into the back of your head. You glanced over your shoulder to meet the glaring eyes of Leta Lestrange. Instantly becoming nervous you gulped whilst turning to your partner and putting on a fake smile. “Let’s start shall we?”

Prove Me Wrong // Cha Eunwoo

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the prompt: could you write a fluff + angst scenario of Eunwoo from Astro? Eunwoo could be fall in love with an international fan.

words: 1946

category: angst + fluff, soulmate!au

author note: I’ve turned this into another soulmate au bc i liked the idea. please enjoy!

- destinee

Originally posted by mkcyj

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Loosing your moon can tear you apart Part 2

This took…long, to say the least…Does anyone even remember this? If not here’s

Part 1

Warning:

NSFW (a lot of people wanted me to do tentacle hentai, and how can I say no?)

Nightmare and Dream belong to @jokublog

Cross belongs to @jakei95

Swap versions belon to @blogthegreatrouge

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Xcellence was lying on the couch, trying to get his mind to anything but Halluciv. He figuered a bit sleep would help him getting his mind away from him.

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Halluciv was holding Eraser’s hand, leading him somewhere. Halluciv was in his original form, wearing a short black dress. And with short I mean reeeeaaaally short. It was a off-shoulder dress, so his shoulders were fully exposed, and it had a very deep down cutout. He wasn’t wearing any shoes for some reason. He had a sweet smile on his face, and lust in his eyes.

They were in a fancy hotel, with golden walls and old lamp holders. Finally arriving at a certain door, halluciv pulled out a key, from behind his back. He slowly entered the room backwards, holding Eraser hands with both of his hands.

Halluciv let go of Eraser’s hands, who had closed and locked the door behind them. Halluciv placed one of his hands on his forehead.

“Oh no~” he said smirking “This dress is sooooo tight i can’t breath~Please end my suffering Racy~” Eraser smirked, then walked over to Halluciv. He unzipped his dress while brushing his mouth over one of the exposed shoulders.

“Oh you poor thing~Let me take care of you~” his smirk grew when, the now fully naked, Halluciv let himself fall on the bed. Eraser removed his shorts, then climbed on top of Halluciv. He began kissing Halluciv wildly, who kissed back.

They pulled away with a string of salvia, then Eraser began biting the others neck.

“A-aaahh~ Oh Racy~ p-pleaaase~aahh~” Halluciv moaned. Eraser stopped biting and smirked, playing with the others spine

“Please what~?”

“please fuck me~”

“As you wish~” and with that he started thrusting. Halluciv’s moans were filling the whole room.

“Aahhh~ mmhhnn~ Y-YES TH-THERE~hhaaahh!” Halluciv arched his back. They were like this for quite a time, when Halluciv cummed. A little after that Eraser gave a final thrust and came inside Halluciv. He collabsed next to Halluciv and began cuddling him.

“Have I ever mentioned how amazing it feels inside of you?” Eraser asked.

“And did I ever tell you how amazing you feel inside of me?” Halluciv asked back.

“I love you” Eraser said.

“I love you, too”

“More than Xcellence?”

“Ppfff… as if I could ever like that looser”

“NO!” Xcellence woke up with a scream. It was only just a dream.

He sat up, massaging his eyes.

“Wow, didn’t think you were this weird” Xcellence looked to his left and saw, on the couch sitting next to him…

“Marvul…” Xcellence said annoyed. If he wasn’t there, nothing of this would’ve happened.

“I know my name” Marvul said, putting his left leg on the couch and his arm on his knee, in a relaxed motion.

Xcellence sighed “Why did you come here?” he asked.

“Weeeeell,~” Marvul started “I knew that you had naughty dreams including my brother, but not with my boyfriend” he said. Xcellence looked to the ground.

“You mean Halluciv’s boyfriend” he murmured quietly, but Marvul still managed to understand him. He looked at him confused.

“What do you mean by that?” Marvul asked. Xcellence was still looking at the ground.

“They slept together….”

“WHAT?!” Marvul jumped up, the sudden loud tone in his voice made Xcellence jump, too. Marvul couldn’t believe it. At first Eraser cheated on him with Reboot, and now with his own brother.

“H-HOW DARES HE- yeeaaaaahh, can’t really blame him. Not like I never did the same to him” Marvul said shrugging.

“How do you even know?” Marvul asked.

“It happened when….”

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Meanwhile

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“Go away guilt,  go away, JUST GO AWAY!” Halluciv shouted to himself.

“I have to tell him the truth” he still didn’t want to, but he had made his choice.

He went out of the room and walked down a bit of the stairs, but stopped when he saw Marvul and Xcellence sitting on the couch.

“Wow, that sounds painful” Marvul said.

“You think?” Xcellence asked.

“But the good thing about it is-” he pins Xcellence down “We don’t have these blockers anymore” Marvul said, before gently biting into the other’s neck. But Xcellence pushed him away.

“Marvul stop!” Xcellence said. Marvul looked a little hurt by that, but they had other problems.

“My heart belongs to Halluciv, and I won’t cheat on him again!” Halluciv felt his soul warm up, wich was quickly crushed by a laughing Marvul.

“Oh please, you don’t even believe this yourself” Marvul said while still laughing “I mean, as if you would ever be able to stay without me. Do you remember the christmas party, where Halluciv was drunk and you took that chance to go in a room with me? Or the birthday party when we hid under a table? I’m still surprised nobody noticed. Oh! And the best one was your anniversary, when you held a speech about how much you love Halluciv and like twenty minutes later you took me to a storage room”

Halluciv’s jaw dropped open. That’s it! Nobody was ever allowed to treat him like that! He wasn’t just anybody, and he would no longer let himself being threatened like trash. He ran into Xcellence’s room and closed the door.

“Marvul I’m seriouse! I’ve hurt him enough already” Xcellence said. Suddenly his phone vibrated. He looked at his phone, and jumped a little when he saw that it was Halluciv.

my moonpie💜💕: Senpai I’m sorry. Please forgive me

Xcellence thought for a moment. He smiled, he really wanted to make up with his Lucy. But he had to play it cool.

Senpai😍💋: Sure, why not

Halluciv rolled his eyes. What a jerk. He blushed and smiled. A cute jerk.

my moonpie💜💕: Yay! Okay, then come to your room, I have a little surprise for you ;3

Xcellence blushed and pushed Marvul to the exit.

“Ähm…What are you doing?” Marvul asked confused.

“No questions” Xcellence said then practically threw Marvul out of his house.

“Okay, now…” he looked at himself in the mirror.
“Senpai~ I’m waiting~” Halluciv said cutely. Xcellence blushed again and ran up the stairs. He knocked on the door.

“It’s open~” Xcellence opened the door and there was…nothing. He was confused for a moment, but then the door behind him was closed and locked by a…tentacle…

Before he knew it a tentacle was wrapped around him and lifted him up.

“Hey senpai~” Halluciv was in his tentacle form and sitting on the bed, his legs crossed.

“Lucy, what are you-mmpf” he couldn’t finish the sentence, because a tentacle was beeing shoved into his mouth.

“You know…” Halluciv said and stood up “I’m tierd of being played by you. What am I to you? A toy for your amusement? Something to pleasure you? A pet, who does everything you tell them to do?” Halluciv took four of his tentacles, two of them grabbing his wrists, and the other two taking his legs, shoving them apart. He took out the tentacle in Xcellence’s mouth.

“Lucy that’s not tr-”

“I should just kill you. Slow and painful” Halluciv said “But…” he caressed Xcellence’s cheek and pulled him closer. They could feel eachother’s breathes. “you’re too beautiful” then he closed the gap and kissed Xcellence passionately. After a while he pulled away.

“But that doesn’t mean I’m finished with you” Halluciv said and let his tentacles move Xcellence, so he was facing the ground, but was still in the air.

“L-Lucy?” Xcellence asked a bit scarred. Halluciv shoved a tentacle in his mouth again, then began to let the rest of them travel through his ribs.

“HMMM!” Xcellence felt pain, because Halluciv used his tentacles to squeeze his ribs and left cracks in them.

“Do you like that senpai~?” Halluciv cooed. He leaned in where Xcellence’s ear would be.

“Summon something for my tentacle~” he wispered. Xcellence looked at him with a pleading look.

“To be honest, the thought of killing you still didn’t leave my mind” Halluciv said, sounding a bit bored. What has driven into him? Xcellence didn’t really think and summoned an ecto pussy. He has never seen Halluciv this scarry.

Halluciv looked pleased and roughly shoved his tentacle into him, causing Xcellence to let out a pained scream, wich was muffled by the tentacle.

“Oh~ is senpai in pain? Well, should’ve thought about that before breaking my heart!” Halluciv began to thrust roughly into him, without giving him time to adjust. Xcellence had tears in his eyes. A few already fell out.

Halluciv might act like he didn’t care about hurting Xcellence, but it acually made him feel really bad. He took out the tentacle wich thrusted and the one in his mouth.

He layed Xcellence on his bed, the rest of the tentacles still holding him.

“Form a duck” Halluciv commanded. Xcellence didn’t even hesitaite and did as he was told. Halluciv took off his pants and slammed himself down.

“Hhaaaaaahhh~” Halluciv screamed in pain and pleasure. He waited a bit to adjust. Then he began to bounce.

Halluciv stopped, causing Xcellence to whine in disapproval. Halluciv changed into his original form.

“With this body it’s a lot easier” he said and began to move again. Xcellence noticed that the tentacles were gone and flipped them over. He started to thrust into him roughly.

“So, you slept with Eraser?” Xcellence asked.

“Aaaaaahhhhhh~” Halluciv screamed in pleasure.

“Answer me you little sluf~” Xcellence said, giving a very deep thrust.

“Aaaaaaahhhhh~that…haah…hurts~” Halluciv said.

“Answer. Me” another deep thrust.

“Youaaahhh already know the ahanswer~”

“But I want to *huff* hear it out of your mouth”

“No~”

“JUST ANSWER ME”

“THAT WAS THE ANSWER” Xcellence stopped.

“What?” he asked. Halluciv sighed.

“Me and Eraser didn’t do ‘it’. I lied to you”

“But why” Xcellence asked. Halluciv glared at him angrily.

“Why you ask? You broke my heart that’s why! I wanted you to know how it feels to be heartbroken! Of course…there’s nothing worse than your boyfriend cheating on you with your brother…And it worked…you even cryed because of it”

“Did you feel better after seeing me cry?” Xcellence asked coldly.

“NO! I felt awful, and wanted to tell you the truth and apologize, but…when I walked down the stairs I heard you and Marvul talking about your many affairs. I was mad at you. I felt like you only used me as some sort of toy to please you…I love you too much to ever cheat on you, but I guess I can’t say the same thing for you”

Xcellence looked at him speechless. He sighed

“Halluciv” he cupped his cheek “I’m sorry…I should have shown you my love, instead of making you feel unloved” he leaned a bit closer “You’re the only one for me” he said.

“I’M SICK OF YOUR LIES! ACT LIKE A MAN AND TELL ME THE TRUTH!”

“Why should I lie to you?” Xcellence asked.

“BECAUSE IT’S WHAT YOU ALWAYS DO!”

“Halluciv please stop shouting” Xcellence sighed “Listen, I can really understand why you are mad, but…can we please just make up?”

“Xcellence” Halluciv said “You know that I really love you…but…I think it’s the best if we don’t see eachother for a while…”

“Wait- ARE YOU BREAKING UP WITH ME?!” Halluciv nodded.

“You got it”

“Y-You can’t do that! We-”

“I already made my choice” he gave Xcellence a small kiss on his cheek “Goodbye…” he wispered, and teleported away. Xcellence touched his cheek where Halluciv kissed him, he needed a moment to realize what had happened.

He wished he didn’t

5

“Choose Me” (ft. BTS)

You sighed and tried to proceed with your day as usual. Trying to steer clear from any doubts you might have about that night. You dressed simply, making sure to wear your red scarf just because Jimin’s mom might attend. The season was a bit awry, like it couldn’t decide whether to stay in winter or jump over the fence into spring, but you thought a little cold wouldn’t bother you. So you placed your bet on the budding trees that lined the long way towards the university.

You took this time to silence all thoughts and just focus on the surroundings, but a resonating sound broke through and you were sure it was your heart beating in anticipation as the sudden thought of seeing the person it was beating for intruded your head. You closed your eyes and halted, with a hand over your erratic heart, you tried to calm down. You’ve waited this long. What’s one more night?

The venue was already packed with people when you arrived and luckily, Jimin had reserved a seat for you. As expected, you spotted his mom seating beside the empty seat that was for his dad. Jimin’s dad rarely attended because of his work, so you always took his seat. She saw you just in time and waved at you.

“Y/N-ah!” she smiled gleefully, her eyes twinkling even more when she saw that you were wearing the scarf she made. Her smile somehow always reaffirmed that she was Jimin’s mom. “I guess it’s the two of us again.” She remarked when you sat down. “I haven’t seen Yoongi, he’s not with you?”

You shook your head, quite surprised that Jimin hasn’t told his mom what happened. “No, he’s the assistant musical director for this production, so he’s probably in the tech booth over there.” You pointed towards the general direction of where the said booth would be. “How was your travel here?”

“Oh, you don’t have to ask me all the time. Commuting to Seoul is almost second nature to me. Besides, I was here since yesterday and met some old friends.” She suddenly realized something and turned to you with wide eyes. “Oh, I should’ve taken you with me! Ah, Jimin wouldn’t let me go shopping with you in the past.”

You giggled suddenly recalling stories about Jimin’s mom wanting a daughter, but got Jimin instead. “You can call me anytime! We don’t need his permission anyway.”

Jimin’s mom smiled again, but you saw how her eyes turned somber as she turned towards the stage. The lights have been dimmed and a round of applause and hollers echoed in the auditorium. You felt her hand on your wrist and you turned to look at her, but she remained straight-faced as she stared at the empty stage. “I’m going to count on that. I’ll need your company when Jimin’s gone.”

You froze, waiting for second to verify if you heard it right. “What do you mean?”

With eyes as wide as yours, it was her turn to look at you. “He didn’t tell you? He received an offer to join a dance company in New York.”

Chills travelled through your whole body, but you tried to remain calm and collected. “H-He hasn’t told me yet.” You murmured as you tried to be comfortable in your seat again. “When is he leaving?”

“Well, he hasn’t accepted it yet, but if he does… He’ll be leaving right after he graduates. Roughly around 10 months to a year?” The older woman also seem to be in the same state of jumbled emotions as you were because on one hand, her son is fulfilling his dream, but on the other, he’ll be on the other side of the world.

“That’s not a lot of time left.” You commented, shifting in your seat for the third time in the past minute. “How long will he be staying there?”

“We also don’t know, but he says that he will have to train for at least a year before he could get any vacations.” Jimin’s mom sighed and sent you a forced smile. “But what can we do, right?”

“Right. What can we do?” you echoed softly.

Namjoon’s booming voice snapped you out of your reverie as he opened the program. A beautiful lady stood beside him as his co-host and you recognized her as an alumnae who was also part of the dance club. You looked at him and smiled, somehow feeling at ease that he was standing as tall and proud as ever, especially now that he’s running for student council president.

The first performers stood on stage and you took this chance to steal a little bathroom break. You kept your head low, so as not to disturb the other audience. Unbeknownst to you, a certain pair of eyes followed.

You washed your hands and fixed your hair, sighing deeply whenever you recalled the bomb that Jimin’s mom had dropped on you. Your eyes were trained on the floor, deep in thought, when you exited the restroom that you bumped into someone and staggered backwards.

The other person caught your arm and immediately helped you stand upright. “You never change, do you?”

“Joonie…” you meet his eyes for the first time in many weeks. “I mean… Namjoon-ssi, what are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be hosting?”

“Don’t ask me to be friends with you.” His request back then was so clear that you can hear it even when he was standing in front of you with his lips sealed.

“It’s fine, I won’t need to say anything for at least another 15 minutes.” He was casually leaning on the wall opposite from where you stood. With your hands behind you, you could only stare at him and how he seem to have gotten even more handsome, with his sleeked back hair and signature glasses perched on the bridge of his nose. “How have you been? I heard about what happened with Yoongi.”

“You did? Wow, news really does fly around.” You commented and realized just how nonchalant your remark was. You snuck a glance at him only to find that he was giggling.

“You’re still funny.”

“You’re still…” Charming as ever? “…you.”

“’Course I am.” He smirked and added. “I mean, I need to be, right? I’m running for president.”

You crossed your arms, leaning your weight on one foot. “You finally did it, huh? What convinced you?”

“You?” he covered his face in embarrassment. “I needed a distraction, a strong one, so that I could move on from you.”

You opened your mouth to object, but decided that he had every right to say whatever he wanted after what you did to him. “That worked out well, then.”

“Yeah, it did.” He glanced at his watch. “It was nice talking to you again, Y/N. Will you vote for me?” He asked playfully as he started walking back.

You followed, a few steps behind him. “I thought you didn’t want us to be friends?”

He suddenly stopped and you were quick enough this time not to bump into him. “I never said that. I just didn’t want you to ask me to be your friend.”

In your head, you wanted to argue that it was the exact same thing, but when he continued, all of your lingering thought dissipated.

“But I can ask you. Let’s be friends, Y/N. I realized that I value you a lot as a friend too and throwing that away would be such a waste. Who knows, your vote might make all the difference.” When you gave him a look that asked if he was being friendly because of the elections, he snickered again. “I’m kidding about the voting part but seriously, let’s be friends again.”

He extended a hand and you hesitated, but eventually placed your hand in his to shake it. “Okay.”

“But let’s take it slow, okay?” he winked and turned to walk back into the venue. He raised a hand to wave at you without looking back. “I’ll see you in the office again on Monday.”

You expected a heavy feeling in your heart, one that sometimes called itself guilt, but relief washed over you like an unexpected summer shower. Namjoon was willing to put everything behind and become your friend again. How can you feel anything else but joy?

You returned to your seat and watched the rest of the show, including Jimin’s piece during which his mom cried. After the show, Jimin’s mom had dragged you to meet her son, but when she went ahead of you and hugged Jimin, you realized that they haven’t seen each other in a while and decided to give them some privacy.

You wandered off and unintentionally found Yoongi talking to individuals who wore somewhat similar clothing to his. You perched yourself on a nearby chair and watched as the men gave Yoongi sleek business cards. In an effort to repair your strange relationship, as you’ve promised yourself that you would, you approached him and tried to peek at the cards. “Who were those people?”

“None of your business, nosey pants.” He flattened his palm on your face and pushed you away, something he had always done before the whole ruckus.

“Come on, just let me have a peek.” He sighed and gave you the cards. “Big Hit Entertainment?!” you exclaimed and caught the attention of several people. “Are they asking you to be an idol?”

“Of course not, they’re bringing me in as a PD.” He replied, stuffing the cards in his pocket.

You gasped dramatically and Yoongi rolled his eyes at you. “WHAT? They really said that? Isn’t it your dream to be a music PD?”

He shrugs. “If I’m making music, then I guess so.”

You smiled at him and he couldn’t help but return it because you genuinely looked so happy for him. You pulled him into a hug and whispered, “If you’re happy then I’m happy, Yoongi.”

Hearing you reassure him and call his name made his heart hurt a little, but he knew that you meant it well, so he couldn’t help but say the same thing as he patted your back, “If you’re happy then I’m happy too. I found another key to my happiness. I hope you find yours soon.”

“I will.” You promised. “Want to walk home together?”

“There’s an after party and I’m forced to come because apparently, graduates cannot be exempted. Won’t you be coming?”

You traced your eyes over where you last saw Jimin and his mom only to find him smothered with people, mostly girls. You returned to meet Yoongi’s gaze and said, “I think I’ll pass this time. I’m trying to avoid any more drunken incidents.”

He snorted. “Took you long enough.”

“Hey!” you protested and he was about to say something again, probably to tease you like he always used to do, but a professor called him and with a short apology and a promise to text you later, he was also gone.

You look around and saw a lot of familiar faces, but for some reason, one that you refused to acknowledge at the moment, your energy has been drained.

You decided to call it a night and tried to exit the auditorium, almost squeezing past people just to get through. When you finally made it outside, the night had gotten colder and you wrinkled your nose in disapproval of your own decision to take a thin coat.

‘I just hope it won’t rain or snow.’ You thought as you stood outside, contemplating whether you should walk back or just take a cab.

A familiar voice called your name and you turned to see Jimin, still clad in his stage clothes with only a long coat on. “Y/N! Wait!” he jogged towards you, a puff of smoke coming out of his nose and mouth after every exhale. “Where are you going?”

“I’m a bit tired, so I’m going back to the dorm after a light meal. What are you doing here?” You replied honestly, mildly concerned by the fact that his ears were bright red. “You should head back inside and change. It’s freezing out here!”

“Mom says you were here, so I looked for you. Aren’t you going to the after party?” The way he said had just the right hint of betrayal and you almost said yes.

“No, sorry. I think you’re forgetting that I’m not part of the dance club.” You raised your hands to pull the coat more snugly around him and wrap your scarf around his neck. “Here’s your scarf. Congratulations! I guess you did okay?” you teased and pinched one of his cheeks lightly. “You should get back inside. I’ll see you tomorrow? Your mother is inviting me back to your house for lunch.”

“You mean dinner, right? I won’t be awake by lunchtime for sure.” He smiled cheekily and you rolled your eyes.

“Fine. Dinner.” He smiled at you answer and waved his hand at you as he jogged back to the auditorium again. “Have fun! I’ll treat you next time!”

You pulled your coat closer to yourself and began walking back to your dorm, taking the short route this time just because you were almost freezing. You changed your plan to eat in the deokbokki tent and got yourself a ramyun in a convenience store instead.

But even when you were slurping the noodles, all you could think about was him. You hated to be one of those girls whose minds were always occupied with some boy but his smiling face left pang in your heart. When you finally arrived, you were exhausted, blaming it on the fact that you had walked instead of blaming it on talking to him. You were ready to climb into bed when your phone rang.

The name that flashed on screen made your heart jump, but it also terrified you. Minutes ago, you were just thinking about his smile and now, he was calling you as if he was answering your thoughts. There are limitless scenarios that could happen, but you weren’t prepared for any of it.

And yet you answered. How can you not when he was the one calling?

“Hello?” you sat on your bed carefully, figuring that you probably needed to sit down for this one.

With raspier voice than usual, he answered in a drunken tone that you have used a thousand times over. “Y/N… where are you?”

“Dorm. Where are you?” you asked, the worry immediately rising to the surface of all the emotions you were feeling. His surroundings was strangely quiet, prompting your next question, “Aren’t you at the party?”

“It’s a secret.” He chuckled and you wanted to pull your hair out in frustration. You made a move to grab your coat, but he added, “If you just listen to me, I’ll tell you where I am.”

“Fine. I’ll play your game. This is new to me anyway, you drunk calling me at 1:56 AM and not the other way around.” You chuckled, realizing that your voice was also a bit throaty. “What’s up? Can’t have fun without me?”

“I can’t have fun anywhere without you, Y/N.” His voice was so quiet and sincere that you almost felt his voice like an air whisper against your ear. “Are you avoiding me?”

You were caught off-guard by his bold choice of words. “N-No, of course not. I was… I was just tired.”

“Are you sure?” he slurred. “And this has nothing… Absolutely nothing to do with what happened 6 months ago?”

You felt like you were having a cardiac arrest at his question. “Wh-What do you mean?”

“This is so painful, Y/N. How is it possible that I’m the only one who remembers?” you heard him grit through his teeth.

“Remember what, Jimin?” your prompted.

“That night… Everything you did that night… All the words you told me that night six months ago.”

6 Months Ago, the day after your break-up with Namjoon…

“Ya, ya, stop, stop.” Hoseok took the glass from your hand and immediately snatched the last soju bottle lying in front of you. “If you drink more, Jimin is never going to stop scolding me.”

“Give that back!” you burst out and tried to reach for the bottle, failing miserably and only splattering yourself all over Hoseok’s lap. His girlfriend sighed and took the seat beside you.

“Y/N, what’s wrong? This is more than just breaking up with Namjoon, right?” she asked with her kindest voice. Hoseok’s girlfriend almost always took your side, even more when you were drunk.

“It is and it’s not.” You cried, leaning on the older girl’s shoulder. “I feel like I’m back where I started.”

“With Yoongi?” Hoseok supplied, but your next answer surprised them all.

“No… with Jimin.”

“What?” They both exclaimed, looking at each other with wide eyes.

“What do you mean?” Hoseok’s girlfriend spoke first, trying to meet your eyes, but you forced them shut.

“Before any of these happened, before I met all of you… I was in love with Jimin first. Being with Namjoon and breaking up with him just brought back so much. I used Namjoon as a rebound exactly the way I thought that chasing after Yoongi would make me forget about any remaining feelings I had for Jimin.” Tears started to fall from your eyes and the two were flustered by your sudden outburst, not knowing that you’ve had these pent up feelings all these time. “But it didn’t. It only made me remember so much more; the fear of crossing the line and never being able to turn it back.”

“Then…” Hoseok said, not knowing what words he wanted to say until he said it. “…go for it. What are you waiting for?”

“Hoseok…” his girlfriend said, not knowing how he can be so insensitive. “It’s not that easy.”

Just then, an idea entered your head. One that was planted by Namjoon’s words. “He’s right…” you whispered. “I always have a choice.”

You pulled out your phone and stumbled out of the restaurant. Hoseok made a move to help you, but his girlfriend stopped him. “Let her go, let them figure it out by themselves.”

You stumbled into the nearest bus station and pulled out your phone, your hazy vision scrolling past Jimin’s name twice before finally pressing it. The ring was short, as it always was, and he always seem to answer with breathless urgency.

“Y/N?” you knew that he just woke up from the sound of his voice. “What’s up? It’s like 2 am.”

“Jimin…” you whined and the rare moments that you actually called for his name had him sitting up and grabbing his coat. Curfews be damned.

“Where are you?” he asked as he ran outside of the dorm. “Are you drunk? Again?”

“Very. I’m… I’m somewhere. A bus station, around the university.” You mused, sounding more confusing than you intended.

“There’s like three bus stations around the university.” Jimin huffed as he began biking to the nearest one.

“Then, tell me something while you’re at it.” You slumped against the posts holding the stop. “What am I to you?”

The question was one that Jimin had asked himself countless of times over the years. To hear you actually asking him then and expecting a legitimate answer, his voice got caught in his throat. “You’re… You’re my bestfriend, Y/N. I’ve been there for every birthday party, every break up, every new year’s eve. I feel like I’ve known you all my life.”

You nodded, even though he cannot see you. “I feel the same way, really.” You choked back the tears and Jimin would be lying if he said that he hadn’t heard it. He arrived at the first station in no time, but you weren’t there. “At least, I felt the same way. You and Yoongi… . I love you both, really. I thought I would be content with chasing after him, but then I got greedy even when I know I was just lying to myself…

“Because in reality, Jimin… I fell in love with you first.”

“What?” Jimin had to hit the breaks just because his heart cannot keep up.

“I know it’s not the right time and it’s really cowardly to do it over the phone and this is probably just the alcohol speaking but I just needed to let this all out, so that I can confidently cheer you on when you walk back to your girlfriend, so please let me say this.” You inhaled a huge breath, watching cars pass by every so often. “I love you, Jimin. I’ve wanted you since the moment I first laid eyes on you, but somehow, we always missed each other. You always had a girlfriend and I always had a boyfriend. You were always in love someone else and I was too. It’s as if the universe conspired to keep us bestfriends and I never tried to fight it.”

Jimin didn’t answer, but only pedaled harder until he finally caught sight of you slouched in a dimly lit bus stop. “Jimin?” your heart began sinking after hearing the silence that followed your confession.

You looked up just in time to see Jimin gasping for breath as he jumped off his bike and it crashed loudly on the floor. Before you could even comprehend what was happening, you were already in his arms. “Even if you’ve never faced my direction once,” he held you tight, tighter than he ever has before. “…even if I’m always cheering you on from behind, even if you end up choosing someone else entirely, I always chose to be in love with you. This love hopes for the person I love to be happy even if she’s not with me. Love shouldn’t be selfish, it should be selfless, you believe that, right?”

Was it a click? As if a gun had been clocked in place, as if a puzzle piece had finally found the crevice where it belongs… You felt exactly that as you inhaled Jimin’s familiar scent. “We’re so stupid.” You murmured against his chest. “Why didn’t you ever tell me?”

“I… I didn’t want to burden you with my feelings. You always had a lot going on.” You felt him smile against the crook of your neck. “I don’t know what to say. My mind just can’t digest any of these right now. I’m sorry?”

You shook your head. “No, I understand. It really was selfish of me to dump all of these on you out of nowhere. You’ve given me more of you than I can ever return, you can be selfish with me all your life.”

A very, very long pause followed and it involved the two of you just keeping each other warm and collecting your thoughts. Finally, you spoke again and Jimin didn’t know why but it made him nervous. “Jimin? I think I knew that you loved me.”

“You did?” he finally pulled away and saw how flushed your cheeks were, from the alcohol, from the sudden revelations.

“Yeah and I took you for granted.” Your hands slid down to place both of your hands in his. Your eyes dropped where your hands were intertwined. “Mostly because I was afraid? I thought I’d lose you if I even tried to entertain the way my heart beat faster at just the thought of you, how my day becomes infinitely better if you tell me about how you failed an exam or saw a dog and how it breaks me when you look at someone else the way you look at me.” You chuckled, suddenly remembering how jealous you were whenever he introduced a new girl to you. “I just never chose to be with you and I’m sorry. I kept all of these feelings locked in because I couldn’t take that risk.”

“You’re a horrible person.” He squeezed your hands and you raised your eyes to check if he was joking only to meet his ever-charming eye smile.

“I know, someone help me.”

“So, what now?” he tucked a stray hair behind you ear and placed his cold hand on your neck.

You shivered, your lips gravitating towards his. “You’re the sober one here, what now?”

His warm and plump lips, the ones you have memorized unknowingly all these years finally pressed against yours for a short, sweet kiss. The kiss was your way of testing the waters before diving in and though the dawn was cold, his breath was warm against your face and it just felt right. Your heart had ceased racing and when you pulled him closer to kiss him again, you were only living in the moment.

He kissed you again, deeper this time with parted lips and scrunched eyebrows. His hands angling your jaw as you stood on your toes to reach him. Your fists had crumpled the front of his shirt, releasing them only when he pulled away. “You’re going to forget in the morning anyway.” His voice held a hint of dismay when tasted the alcohol in your mouth.

You didn’t argue and nodded.  “You’re right and it’s such a fucking shame because for the first time in so many years, I feel like I’m finally making the choice that I should’ve made a long time ago and possibly, spared myself all these heartbreak.” Your smile was bittersweet, but it didn’t stop you. “Can I kiss you again? Since I’m gonna forget anyway?”

In the midst of his story, you found the presence of mind to dress up and grab your coat to look for him. The way he looked for you that night. “I know.”

“Sorry?”

“I know. I remember. Maybe it’s due to the fact that you’re actually a really great kisser that I didn’t forget.” You sighed when you descended your dorm and whipped the dorm door open.

To your surprise, Jimin was there slumped on the steps, looking up at you. “Jimin?”

“Why…” The hand holding his phone dropped to his sides. “…why didn’t you tell me?”

You smile and sit down beside him, on his eye-level. “For the same reason that we never took a chance on each other all these years, I was afraid because I want to be with you for a very, very long time, Jimin.” You gathered your knees and rested your cheek on them to look at him. “Also, I didn’t think that it was fair for you and well, for me too, to jump into a relationship when we were both broken.” You choked back the tears and continued looking at him intently. “I felt like I’ve waited my whole life for us to finally look at each other and I wasn’t going to waste my shot because of bad timing. Besides, I knew that you remembered and I gave you a chance to tell me, but you didn’t.” he opened his mouth to object but you raised a finger to stop him. “Let me finish.”

You scooted closer, so close that you could see every emotion that crossed his eyes. “I heard from your mom that you’re going to New York and I thought I missed you again, but then,” you shrugged. “…if I learned anything from all of our mishaps and drama… It’s that I shouldn’t just give you a chance and wait for you to come. I shouldn’t let you leave when I can hold onto you. I have my own voice, my own decisions and I have my own heart.”

Placing a hand on his cheek, you smiled again, trying to calm down his frantic, tear struck eyes. “Let me say this, Park Jimin. I love you. I liked you for a long time until we met Yoongi, but I never wanted to be anything more. Eventually I got tired and looked for what I couldn’t have with you in Yoongi, as if he can save me from my feelings for you. But I’ve changed… Now, I’m not afraid to fall in love with you all over again.”

“You’re the worst, Y/N.” he chuckled, running a hand through his hair.

“I know, but we’ve seen the best and worst of each other anyway, so even if you decide that we’re not meant to be together. I’ll fight it. You were always the one rescuing me and even when I didn’t need saving, you rescued me anyway, so if you can’t go to me… I’ll be the one going to you.”

“That… That was a great speech.” He finally exhaled and if your heart could sigh, it probably would.

“I know, we should’ve written it down.” Jimin wrapped an arm gingerly around you an place a hand on your knee. “So what now?”

“We’ve wasted this much time already. If you just kissed me, I would’ve understood and asked you to explain another day.” He smirked and you smack him.

Jimin approaches you, but you keep him within arm’s length. “Jin-oppa once said that the person you end up drunk calling is someone that you will trust your life with.”

“I’ve already trusted my life, my heart and my soul to you, Y/N.” he remarked and you rolled your eyes, smacking him hard again before grabbing his collar and pulling him for a kiss.

Reluctantly, he pulled away. “Y/N, I’m… I’m leaving.”

“I know.”

“You do?”

“Your mom told me.”

He sighed, palming his face. “Why am I not surprised?”

You giggled. “It’s okay.”

“You’re not mad?”

“How can I be? It’s your dream, Jimin.”

“But what about us?”

“Us? I don’t know, what are we?”

“You just recited a whole speech professing your love for me.”

“So? That doesn’t mean anything.”

“What?”

You laughed again. “I’m kidding, Jimin. We’ll make it work. We’ve waited for almost 10 years already, I can wait for another 10 if it means you’ll come home to me.”

“Who says you can’t visit?”

And the way may have long-winded, but you both have finally arrived at the same station. A lot was broken, but a lot was gained too. It was painful and if it were up to you, you would wish you won’t have to go through such a ride again, but did you regret it? No.

Because you chose this path and now you have to walk on it, hopefully with the right person this time.

The End. 끝.

Genre: Angst/Fluff/Drama/Romance/CollegeAU

Pairing: ReaderxJimin

Summary: It’s the number one rule: you should never fall in love with your best friend or worse, Min Yoongi. With love in the equation, it becomes much difficult to find the right answer. Is it really true that you can’t choose who you fall in love with?

One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Eleven Twelve Thirteen Fourteen Fifteen Sixteen Seventeen Eighteen Nineteen Nineteen Point Five Twenty Twenty One Twenty Two (END) Epilogue

a/n: It’s Jimin. In the summary I wrote, “It’s the number one rule: you should never fall in love with your best friend or worse, Min Yoongi.” Who is Y/N’s best friend? Park Jimin. It’s always been Jimin, she loved Jimin first before Yoongi. BOOM. Besides, if you check the tags, I’ve been tagging him since chapter 1. LOL. PS there’s an epilogue left!

About Yoi ep 1 (while knowing what happened at ep 10,11,12)


EDIT: Added more things thanks to the last eps! 

All of this has spoilers so read with caution.

Hello everyone! Let’s talk about the chronological events of Yuri on Ice because we now know that Viktor was in love with Yuuri since the GPF gala everything in the anime has a new way to be seen. All of this is what information the episode one has given to us.

First, the order of dates in the chart are based on the actual figure skate season (of this season irl in specific) and dates told inside the anime. This in order to have a better idea on when each event is happening.

Thanks to Yuuri’s very brief and concise explanation of things we get what happened in his skate season till March (the day he got back to Hasetsu).

Keep reading

You’re My Gift.

Peter Parker X Reader One Shot.

Prompts used: 125. “I don’t deserve this gift, Y/n. You have to take it back.” -  118. “I don’t deserve you…” {Winter Prompt List}

Warnings: Like, One cuss word. Not proof read.

Originally posted by diegolunaz


You struggled to knock on your best friends door, Almost dropping all the presents you were holding in the process. 

“Peter open the door for me!” You yelled, Loud enough for the whole building to hear. Soon enough, The door opened to one of your favorite people.

“Aunt May!  Merry Christmas!” You smiled, making your way into their cozy apartment. You had always loved the place. Around the holidays it always smelled of cookies, Cocoa, and pine trees. They were basically family. And the small place was your second home. 

“Y/n! So glad you could make it in all this weather. We’ve been estatic that you could spend today with us!” May told you joyfully. She energy was enough to light up the whole block. “Here, I can take these over to the tree for you. Make yourself comfortable.” 

You nodded as thanks, Handing her the all the gifts in you arms. You swore you had to have some sort of powers to be able to carry everything two blocks away. You quickly took off your winter jacket and boots, Ready to relax and eat as many cookies as you possibly could.

“Hey, is Y/n here yet?” Peter asked, Coming out of his room. Still in his PJs, His hair was a mess and he looked like he was living off of 4 hours of sleep. But he still had that weird charm about him. Peter always managed to look adorable. 

“Yeah, I’m here! But only for the food.” You joked, Giving him a hug. “i missed you.” You said, Poking his cheek playfully. 

“Of course you are.” He grinned. 

“Sorry kids! I’m going to head out. Joanne is having a pie crisis. i’ll be back in a little.” You saw May rush from the kitchen and quickly put on all her May waved goodbye as she hurriedly headed out the door.   “Well it looks like it’ll just be us..” Peter muttered.

“Guess we’ll have to wait for lunch. How bout’ we open up gifts instead?” You nodded over to the tree, giving him a hopeful look. “Please?”

“Sure. Whatever you want.” He agreed.


“Come on Peter, It won’t bite you. You can open it.” You said, Nudging his arm. Waiting for him to stop staring at his present and just open it.  

“I know, I know.” Peter replied. Taking off the box lid to reveal a brand new computer, Up to date and with all the hardware he needed already installed. 

“I knew yours was breaking down, And i couldn’t bare it if you lost all your projects.” You smiled at him, Extremely happy to give a new thing for him, Since you knew his old junkyard stuff was starting to wear out fast.

“You must’ve spent a fortune on it! I don’t deserve this gift, Y/n. You have to take it back.” He pushed it back to you, An unreadable look on his face. You didn’t know why he was acting so weird about it.

“It was worth it. Peter i wanted to give this to you. There’s no way in hell i’m taking it back.” He saw that there was no use. You weren’t going to budge at all. “Thank you. Really. God, I don’t deserve you…” 

“What are you on about?” You asked. “Nothing.. I just.. Here, I got this for you.” He reached over to get the package from underneath the tree.

“I’m sorry if you hate it. It’s not even half of what you got me.” He handed you a small box, Wrapped very terribly with a bow. At least you could tell he did it himself. He anxiously shifted as you unwrapped it, Keeping his eyes on you and your reaction. 

“Oh my god.” You muttered, Observing the stunning necklace shaped in a heart, ‘I love you,’ Was written in cursive on the front. While the other side was a picture of you two only a year ago, sticking your tongues out at the camera. It was one of your favorite pictures together. You didn’t even know what to think.

”Peter, Wha-” His lips suddenly pushed against yours in a hard kiss. That completely took you by surprise. But it didn’t take you long to melt into it, Wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him closer. You could feel the sparks flying. It’s cliche, But you knew it was meant to happen exactly like that. 

“Oh wow.” You breathed, biting your lip unconsciously. Your whole body felt warm, And you weren’t quite sure if that really just happened. Your mind was going at 100 miles a minute.

“I love you.” Peter confessed, Sighing as he said it. 

“No shit. I did read the necklace.” You giggled, Loving how Peter’s face turned even more red when you teased him. You pressed another soft kiss on his lips, Loving the feeling even more. “I love you too, You dork.”

Summary: You’re Dean and Sam’s little sister, after Dean escapes purgatory he finds that Sam and his little sister are not longer together until one day they get a call.

A/N: Hello! This my first story here on tumblr so I’m really anxious to post this! There’s probably spelling mistakes so my apologies and the crappy title. I plan on writing more so some feedback is great. The end is a little rushed but I hope it isn’t too bad!

Warnings: Some language and violence.

Word Count: 2,446

Flashbacks are in italics

Sam waited anxiously outside of the cabin’s door. His palms were sweaty and his knees felt weak. What was he going to tell Dean that him and Y/N were no longer together? That he let their baby sister go off on her own in this cruel world. Sam took one final breath before entering the cabin. Within a split second Sam felt his head hit the floor then sprayed with Holy Water and…borax.
“Dean! I’m not a demon or leviathan!” But with that statement didn’t stop his brother from taking Sam’s hand and slicing it. “Or a shapeshifter.” Sam sighed and sat up but was taken aback when Dean started to do all three things to himself. The  brothers stared at each other, smiled and embraced each other in a tight hug. The hug was long lasted when Dean noticed a certain somebody wasn’t there. Dean let go of Sam and took a double take of the room.
“Sammy. Where’s Y/N?”
Sam’s jaw clenched. “Well…Y/N and I, we went our own ways.”
“What do you mean you went your own ways?” Dean let out a sarcastic chuckle. “She’s 17 years old Sam! Do you really think it’s a smart idea to let her off? By herself?!”
“Dean, things weren’t exactly easy once you had disappeared!”
“What happened Sam? Have you even tried to look for her or even text her?”
“Of course I did Dean! I called and called and was always sent to voicemail. She was smart enough to turn off her GPS on her phone. ” Sam pinched the bridge of his nose before continuing. “She wanted to hunt but I wanted to settle down. I hit a dog an-”
“You hit a dog and you two go your separate ways?” Dean snapped.
“Let me finish! I wanted to settle down, there was this girl and Y/N still wanted to hunt. I followed through on a few cases she may have been at but the trail has been dead for a month or two. We had an argument and she just vanished in the night.”
Dean sat down on the couch, throwing his head back. His mind was racing with a million thoughts. The trail was dead that could only lead to two things, either you were dead or, you had given up hunting. “We’re finding her. Let’s go.” Dean glared at Sam, grabbing the keys to the Impala off the end table.

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“Y/N!” Tiffany yelled. “Jeez girl, you walk so damn fast I can hardly keep up!”
Y/N smiled at her friend. “Sorry Tiff, I just want to go home.”
“Go home? Uh hello! The homecoming football game is tonight and you’re coming! I can come over to your place and we can get ready then!”
“N-No! Not my place..” you said almost too quickly for Tiffany’s liking. Truth is you didn’t even have a house, you lived in a motel room and earned her keep by working the receptionist table. “I’ll just meet you at yours sometime later, okay?”
“Right..and try to dress cute or something instead of those flannels. Eric is coming over with Mark, and we all know who has a crush on you.” Tiffany winked and walked to her car.
You sighed and shook your head. Honestly, you would rather just stay at home all night, scarf down a cheeseburger and sleep. You walked towards the motel, which she was lucky enough for a short walk from the school. “I don’t have anything else to wear but flannels..” You talked to herself kicking a rock in front of her, “I have t shirts to wear under and I only have these pair of black converse..” You rambled on as she unlocked the door to her motel room after that she threw her backpack down. You jumped on your bed, pulling out your phone. Just then Y'Ns  world came crashing down, Dean’s contact name plastered on the phone screen. Your heart dropped to her stomach and you instantly felt sick. 5 new text messages and a voicemail. You threw down her phone and jumped off her bed. Yeah, you were definitely going to need go out tonight.

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You threw down the keys to the Impala, glaring at your brother Sam. “What the hell do you mean you want to give up hunting?!” You glared at Sam.
“Y/N, c'mon, we all wanted out of this life and with Dean gone it isn’t the same as it once was.” The last thing Sam wanted was for you to be upset or angry at him, with Dean not being around he saw how stubborn and hurt you were and Sam knew how much you missed Dean.
“If Dean was here he would be punching you in the face and talking some sense into you. Sam it’s not like we can leave this life y'know.”
“Y/N, I know that. It’s just we have a chance here. I can work and you can go back to school.”
“No, WE don’t have a chance! YOU do! Not me, I don’t want to go back to school. You just want to stop because of that stupid vet girl you met, is that it Sam?’ You crossed your arms, staring daggers into Sam.
"It’s not all of that. You’re still young and you have a chance here Y/N. Won’t you please think about it?’ Sam pleaded.
"Yeah, whatever, I’ll think about it.” And with that you slammed the bathroom door.
The next morning Sam woke up, you were gone without a trace left and Sam knew you had thought about it.

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You knocked on Tiffany’s door shifting yourself on one foot to another. You had decided to go with a gray t shirt which was well fitted around your curves with a red flannel tied around your waist with your best looking skinny jeans, and by best you meant they only had one hole in them. You had even decided to put on some mascara. Finally what felt after eternity Eric opened the door, smiling when he saw you. Even everyone around the school knew that Eric has the biggest crush on Y/N.

“Hey Y/N. We were just ready head out, here I’ll walk you to my car. Tiff should be out in a second.”

You nodded and politely smiled at Eric. Sure he was cute but, you knew if you got close tragedy would happen, just like everything else in your life. Just on cue Tiffany and Mark came out.

“Wow look at you Y/N. You actually look somewhat decent for once.” Tiffany smirked which earned a small chuckle from Mark.

You rolled your eyes, “Yeah whatever, let’s go.” And with that the four of you got into Eric’s car and headed towards the school.

You had lost track of time by gazing out the window and thinking about Dean. How did he even come back? Was he okay? Was it really even Dean or some sick prank. No, that wouldn’t make sense, it was his number. Maybe it was just Sam. You were at constant war with yourself by thinking of ideas. You were snapped out of thoughts when Eric’s voice broke the silence in the car. “Guys my brakes aren’t working..” He said, applying more pressure to the brake. Instant fear took over your body. You knew what this could be.

“Okay try and slow down.” You turned your body to him.

“I don’t think he should do that.” Mark said and then laughed.

“Uh Mark, what’s wrong with your eyes.” Tiffany tried to back away from Mark in her seat.

You snapped your head around to see the eyes of a demon staring back at you. “Why hello Y/N.” The demon smirked before taking off a knife and slitting Eric’s neck. You and Tiffany screamed at the sight, you knew this day would come but not quick and not now. The car swerved out of control and slammed into a tree, causing you to blackout.

You came to your senses when you heard Tiffany scream and the demon standing over her.

“NO!” You screamed when the demon bent down and snapped her neck. You tried to lift yourself up but, couldn’t, a good chance your shoulder was dislocated. “Come on love, time to go.” The demon smirked before knocking you out and throwing you over his shoulder.

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Dean leaned back on the couch, popping the cap to his beer bottle open. The brothers were sitting in the cabin, watching an old ‘50’s show on the TV. Dean’s phone started to vibrate on the table, an  unknown number appearing on it. “Who is that?” Sam watched Dean picked up the phone and put it on speaker.

“Hello?’ Dean said, turning the phone to the speaker was up.

"S-S-Sam…Dean..I-I-I need y-your help…come quick…” Your beaten down voice echoed through the phone.

Dean’s eyes widened when he heard you voice. “Y/N! Where are you what’s wrong!?”

“He killed all my friends Dean…They’re dead…I-I don’t kn-.”

“Ah ah! Isn’t the littlest Winchester something else eh? With her beautiful looks and her charming personality! Who wouldn’t want a piece of that?” The demon’s voice came through the phone with a slight chuckle. “Turned on her GPS, better come find her before I get all my way with her~.” Then the demon hung up.

Sam and Dean looked at each other before getting up off the couch and running out the door.

“Sam! Where is it? Where is he holding her!” Dean started the Impala before slamming on the gas.

“Somewhere in Nashville, Tennessee. I-uh, the address isn’t appearing but on google maps it appears to be an old abandoned warehouse.” Sam said, his heart beating a mile a minute. His baby sister was in danger, being attacked by a demon.  What if you were barely living?  "Dean, can’t you drive any faster?“ Dean knew Sam was anxious but, he glared at him. "I’m trying Sammy!”

Finally from what seemed like forever the brothers stopped at the building and quickly scrambled out. “Wait Sammy, what if there’s more than one?” Dean grabbed his brothers arm.

“Dean, whatever is happening to her! It’s my fault! Let’s go!” Sam shook off his brothers arm and slammed open the warehouse doors. There you were sitting, tied a chair, head hanged low. “Y/N!” Sam screamed, running up in front of you before getting hit in the back of his head.  "Sammy!“ Dean’s eyes widened once he saw his two siblings unconscious, his heart pummeling. "Ah the eldest Winchester, let’s make this easy shall we.” The demon appeared, holding up your head with a knife to your neck, “Come on in and sit.” The demon smirked. Dean sat down in the chair, never loosing eye contact with the demon. The demon dropped your head once Dean sat down. Your unconscious form almost looked lifeless. Sam groaned, holding his head. “Ah! Winchester number 2 is finally awake. Sit down Sam, we can do this peacefully.”

Sam turned and looked at Dean, who slowly nodded for Sam to listen to the demon. Sam sighed and plopped down on the chair beside Dean.  "You know, this little one is a fighter. She can put up quite a fight and stays pretty loyal to her brothers, unwilling to give up your location, anything to keep her dear brothers safe.“ He laughed.

"What did you do to her?” Dean barked, anger boiled up in his stomach.

“Oh just the classic torture. Some cuts and bruises. Oh! Did her a good favor by popping her shoulder back into place! Just as new!” He smirked and turned to you once a groan came out of your body. You lifted up your head and your eyes widened once you saw Sam and Dean. You were speechless at the sight of Dean, your big brother was really there. A tear streamed down your face, “Dean..I’m so sorry. I just didn’t know what to do. I wanted to see you.” You started sobbing. “Y-you shouldn’t have came he’s planning on killing you two.” Your eyes glistened. The demon smirked once again. “Aw Y/N! Spoiling my big plans! Now shall we start the fun?” The demon threw Sam and Dean against the wall, holding them up against it. “Shall we work youngest to oldest.” The demon walked over to Y/N, running his hand through her hair.

“Wait! I’ll make a deal with you! Take me!” Sam yelled, “I’ll do anything! Don’t hurt her!” The demon laughed. “I’ll pass upon that one. Why not take all three Winchester’s out at a time?” He craned his head to look at the brothers. “Hell, I’ll be famous.”

“N-Not famous enough.” You said, getting up out of the chair. You moved your knife up, taking a swing at the demon but he moved, faster taking the knife out of your hand and twisted your arm, a loud snapping sound following after. You screamed in pain but refused to give up. Your brothers were there, you needed them safe. It was the least you could do for them.

“Y/N! NO!” Dean yelled once the demon was over you and then it all happened to fast, the brothers worst nightmare coming true. It was one clean stab and there you were, lying there with the blood seeping out of your wound. “NO!” Dean yelled, struggling to get free from the grip.

The demon turned and faced the brothers, “Well one down, two to go.” He chuckled.

You laid there, feeling the blood slowly seep out your body. You weren’t hit in a vital spot but, you had to lay there, try at least. Try to lay lifeless. You heard the demon step away from your body and move to your brothers. Once you knew you stood up and got behind the demon before plunging the blade you kept hidden in your belt, in it’s body. The electricity crackled and Sam and Dean fell off the way. You fell with the demon’s body, feeling the amount of your energy deplete. Your brothers ran over to you, feeling Dean pick you up. “Don’t you ever leave us again! Don’t you ever!” He yelled but then softened up, stroking your hair. “I’m so sorry baby girl. I am..” Dean smiled down at you.

“Dean, I-I’m fine. Just a little w-w-wounded.” You looked up at your brother. “I’ve missed you Dean-o.” You turned your head to Sam, “And I’ve missed you too. I am so sorry for everything. I was selfish a-and I love you guys.” You smiled.

“Quit talking squirt, we’re going to get you all patched up and we can talk about this.” Sam kissed your forehead.

You smiled in Dean’s arm. “I’m never leaving you guys again.”

anonymous asked:

So the CS wedding is finally happening .. I binged watched OUAT before S6 so I didn't get to spend much time in the fandom so I thought it'll be fun to relive CS moments with CSers who were there from the start! When/how/why did you know that CS was the ship for you? What are your top three romantic CS scenes? What are you top three angsty CS scenes? What are your top 3 CS kisses? What is your most memorable CS related fandom moment? What is one thing you would still like to see happen with CS?

Wow. I never thought I’d get questions like this, give me some time, will ya?

Haha nope, I’m kidding. Also, this will be filled with gifs, so beware *gifs not mine, credit to all owners


I knew they were THE ship for me when Killian turned his ship around and decided to stay and help (even though it was too late by then since the device used to destroy SB was already taken care of). As well as Emma’s words in Granny’s diner that had an effect on him before

“You can join us and be a part of something, or you can do what you can do best, and be alone.”

And even after.

I thought you didn’t care about anyone but yourself.”

There’s also the fact that since we’ve known Emma, up until that point and even during early season 2 she had these walls up to keep people out, to protect herself from getting heartbroken again. Then this man comes along and turns her world on its axis.

Then we have him pretty much reading her like an open book

Have you ever been in love?

No. I have never been in love.

Gosh making me think about Tallahassee makes it obvious from the start, doesn’t it? Hell their whole adventure in that episode was the best.

When they were first one screen together, you can automatically sense that chemistry, that they’re pretty alike in the things they do or say. Even the way they parallel each other is a bonus. They’re kindred spirits. I pretty much thought he was a jerk with a cocky attitude and that made me love him, to be honest. I’m a sucker for a bad boy meets girl and falls head over heels and becomes a better man not only for her, but mostly for himself.

(You’re really making me work for this.)

Top 3 romantic CS scenes?

1. Their first date

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2. Their 2nd proposal 

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3. Their 2nd dance in Camelot.

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Bonus moment, but it hasn’t happened: Obviously their wedding!

Top 3 angsty moments? - Come prepared with some tissues.

1. His first death in Birth

2. His second death in Swan Song

3. The elevator of tears in Firebird

Top 3 kisses?

1. The “I love you.” lift kiss in An Untold Story

^^^ Oh look it’s my good friend, Foreshadowing. Isn’t it great?

2. The “You traded your ship for me?” “Aye.” Captain Swan Movie kiss

3. The now that we’re alone kiss aka the leg is up and the booty will be grabbed kiss in The Savior

Most memorable fandom moment?

It’d be probably have to be when we can all freak out when we get a spoiler relating to CS, whether it be a small one, like a script tease that sometimes might not even make it in the episode or a big one like the wedding being announced in the musical episode as well as first look at her wedding dress. We tend to lose our shit a lot. I really love that.

And finally, a CS moment that hasn’t happened yet that I’d like to see?

Well my obvious answer would have to be Captain Swan tacos/coffee/sexy times whatever you want to call it lol. I would also say their wedding, but since we’re getting that, I’ll remove it from the list. I guess I’m gonna have to go with a Captain Swan baby. I mean, have you seen these two? Their baby would turn heads.