yep i know she's the pretty one

The Stakeout

Originally posted by mysharona1987

Pairing: The Avengers x Peter Parker, Peter Parker x you

Request: Hi! I’m OBSESSED with your writing. First Crush is amazing!! I was hoping I could have an imagine where Peter is now working with the whole Avengers team and they don’t know he has a girlfriend until Aunt May tells them when Peter ends up skipping a movie night with all of them? And of course this leads to Tony and the team spying for “research and scientific” purposes. Thank you!! PS: (if you could also make the reader super nerdy and can sing that would be amazing) (anonymous)

Word count: 1135 

A/N: I tried to fit the nerdy singing reader part to this put I just couldn’t without it sounding really forced so I skipped that. I’m sorry for that! I hope that you’ll enjoy this anyway :)

“Tony, what was so important that we had to drop everything and come here?” Natasha asked a bit annoyed. Tony had sent everyone an urgent message that only said to meet him NOW. Everyone was staring at him waiting for him to explain what was going on. Steve was getting a bit worried. Had something bad happened?

“You are never going to believe this” Tony started and made a dramatic pause. “Our baby spider has a girlfriend!” he finally exclaimed. “Seriously Tony? Is this why I left everything and ran here as quickly as I could” Bruce groaned. “He has a girlfriend? Why hasn’t he told us?” Steve actually got interested. “Yeah, that’s why he isn’t coming to the movie night. Because he has a date with her!” Tony confirmed. “What is she like?” Natasha asked with a curious expression. “I don’t know! Peter won’t even admit that he has a girlfriend” Tony responded. “I imagine like a popular brunette girl” he continued. “No I think she’s a short nerdy girl and they geek together all the time” Steve wondered. “Yeah I’m with Steve. Maybe she has like glasses” Bucky said. They all stood there silently thinking.

“You know what. Screw movie night!” Natasha finally said with a determined look. “YES. Let’s go stalk them!” Tony almost yelled. “Yeah, Tony you still tracking his phone?” Steve asked. “Obviously” Tony shrugged and took his phone out. “Don’t you guys think that it’s a bit creepy to stalk a teenager on a date with his girlfriend?” Bruce pointed out. “No. It’s for… you know research and scientific purposes.” Tony said and turned his attention back to his phone. “Yeah. I mean we have to know who he is dealing with. She could be a threat to him” Steve agreed not really convincing anyone. “I really doubt that.” Bruce laughed “Peter is going to be so mad when he sees you guys stalking him” He continued muttering. “Aha! I found him! He’s at a diner in Queens. To the car” Tony said and lead the team to the garage.

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“I can’t see anything. We need to get inside the diner” Natasha said to the team and started to make a plan. “Okay, we need to get in quietly. Everyone has to put their caps real low and then we walk to the booth nearest to the entrance real casually and sit there” She continued. “He’s going to see us if we just walk in” Steve thought. “No he won’t look at him. She is all he sees and hears. We can do this” Bucky pointed out and got out of the car.

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ravenwolf36  asked:

STEREK AND #15. And a kiss maybe.

Thank you for the prompt! This probably isn’t exactly what you had in mind, but I hope you like it! (On AO3)

Stiles has a long history of hanging out in this hospital. He’d practically lived in the waiting room when Lydia had gotten very sick sophomore year, with Jackson right beside him, pretending he wasn’t scared. And he’d been there pretty often junior year, when Danny had his appendix removed, followed by the time his dad had been stabbed on the job.

So being here now is practically routine to Stiles. Everything is almost comfortingly familiar, from the terrible cafeteria food to the pervasive antiseptic smell.

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Lena: “So, I was thinking… Since we’ve been working well together lately, and we met thanks to our common friend Kara, maybe I can ask you for a quick advice?”
Supergirl: “Sure, shoot!”
Lena: “Should I ask her out?”
Supergirl: “Ask who?”
Lena: “Kara.”
Supergirl: “Right, Kara! Wait, what?!”
Lena: “I mean, we pretty much don’t know a lot about each other, and she’s a reporter and all, but what do you think?”
Supergirl: “…“
Supergirl: “Kara??”
Lena: “Yes, Kara. You know, the girl who introduced us.”
Supergirl: “Of course I know who she is, but-”
Lena: “But… she’s dating someone already?”
Supergirl: “Wow, so we are talking about a date!”
Lena: “That’s pretty much what I meant with ‘ask her out’, yes? Look, are you okay? You seem very uncomfortable right now.”
Supergirl: “Unco-… Me?? Nooo, no at all! Uncomfortable?? Nupe, no… I’m… I’m Supergirl.”
Lena: “Haha, yeah, right! Dumb question, I guess.”
Supergirl: “…”
Lena: “…”
Supergirl: “So you’re saying that you like Kara, right? Like… like like Kara?”
Lena: “Yep, your super-intuition is not letting you down.”
Supergirl: “Haha! Super-intuition… G-good one! Good one…”
Supergirl: “…”
Supergirl: “But why Kara, though?”
Lena: “What do you mean?”
Supergirl: “I mean that your are Lena Luthor! The brilliant mind who’s running the L-Corp! You are the real deal! While Kara is-”
Lena: “The first person who was nice with me since I got here?”
Supergirl: “If that’s the reason why you like her, I’m sure you’ll find incredible people who will be nice with you just as she did!”
Lena: “… Okay, what is it? I thought you two were somehow close.”
Supergirl: “We are!”
Lena: “Then why are you trying to make me change my opinion on her?”
Supergirl: “I’m not! I’m just-”
Lena: “Is she seeing someone or not?”
Supergirl: “What??”
Lena: “’Cause if this is because she’s dating someone already, or-”
Supergirl: “She isn’t! I-I mean, from what I know, it’s not like we talk everyday about everything, but-”
Lena: “Then what is it? Is it because I’m a Luthor?”
Supergirl: “Oh, absolutely not!”
Lena: “Well, tell me then!”
Supergirl: “I… I guess…”
Supergirl: “…”
Supergirl: “If you want to ask her out… you should ask her out.”
Lena: “… Alright. And you think she will say yes?”
Supergirl: “I… I think… Yes. I think she’s gonna say yes.”
Lena: “You think or you’re sure?”
Supergirl: “You asked if I think she’s gonna say yes.”
Lena: “I know, but are you sure? I really wanna know if I stand a chance or not with her.”
Supergirl: “Definitely.”
Lena: “Definitely?”
Supergirl: “Definitely.”
Lena: “…”
Lena: “Thank you. Well… I think… I think I’m gonna call her now, then!”
Supergirl: “Sure, you do tha-…  WAIT, WHAT ABOUT A TEXT INSTEAD???”

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Has Anyone Seen My Harley?!

Request:Could I get a Jerome fic? Him and Harley were already an established relationship and she was there with him the night he died, after he kills Dwight he goes to find her!! I need total worship of his face please :)) You can have whatever you want to happen just as long as they reunite.
Word count: 1,406

Harley POV:
“You said I was gonna be…” Jerome’s voice dies down and his heart slows down completely. “No! No. Come on Mr. J. Pull through. Come on Jerome. Come on! Stay with me you crazy thing!” I cry into his body.

I turn to see Galavan acting innocent and scared. “You son of a bitch!” I grab a knife and charge to him screaming. I’m unable to get to him when Babs grabs me and makes me follow her into the secret exit.

I cry as I run and as we come to a stop Babs holds me. “I know honey. I know it’s okay. Look. We can go shopping and get our nails done when we’re not wanted anymore! That’d be fun!” He says trying to cheer me up. It didn’t work.

Nothing worked.

A year later and I’m still moping around. Sure I’ve gotten back on my feet and gotten myself out there with the business, but it’s not the same. Not the same without J.

I look at myself in my mirror. I examine my red/black hair sectioned into two ponytails. My black and red corset hugging my body snuggle. my black and red shorts making my ass look incredibly sexy. The red and black knee socks on each leg topped off with one red converse and a black one. “Oh you’d love this look J. You always said red was my color.” I can almost hear his laughter.

I skipp up the street and giggle when everyone crosses the other way. I see a banner hanging in an alleyway. It has the eyes and HAHAHA! For the mouth. I’ve heard about this! It’s a tribute to Jerome!

Should I go? Yes! They would love to see me! Oh what am I thinking? No! It would hurt to much! Ugh so many choices!

Deciding against my fears and sadness I follow the sign and a few weird dressed people. I pull back the sheet and see a bunch of people chanting his name. Oh my Jerome has a true fan base! Oh he’d be such a proud daddy!

I look up to the front and see a man stepping down wearing a mask. Oh come on! This is Gotham! What kind of person wears a mask!

I look closer and see the details of the mask. The pale sink. The cute little curve of the lips… the red eyebrows… he’s not wearing a mask. HE’S WEARING JEROME’S FACE!

“Hey! What are you doing with Mr. J’s face?! That doesn’t belong to you!” I scream and make my way to the front. Gasps and laughs are faintly heard as I make my way to the man.

“You-you’re Harley Quinn. He- his beloved lover.” I smile and giggle. “Ah yes. But besides that! WHY DO YOU HAVE HIS FACE?!”

“Well I-” “GCPD! Nobody move!” Jim Gordon yells as he enters, and of course what does everyone do? Run.

I flip off the stage and walk to the gentleman. “Harley. What a pleasure.” Jim says sarcastically. “Always. Hello Harv.” “Evening darling. Care to tell us what this was?” I shrug my shoulders. “I’m clueless as you… HEY! How bout I help you out? I’m really good at finding clues! Oh come on please please please? I’m bored.” I say hugging to Jim.

He huffs and peels me off. “Fine. No funny business or we’re bringing you in.” Harvey says. “Oh yippie! Yay yay yay!” I giggle and tumble across the room. “Come along chaps!”

We look through the entire building until we come to the basement. “Ah… Harvey?” “Yeah partner?” I ignore them and keep playing with a rubix cube I found in this dump. “Why would he cut off his face?”

At this I drop my toy and run over to them seeing a body. A cold and handsome dead body. “Aw Jerome look at you. Faceless and still sexy. Can’t you just pull anything off?” I giggle and sit next to his body on the table.

“Harley do you know anything? You seem… normal.” At this Harvey laughs. “Doing fine. Just came to terms that he’s gone. I can always carry out his legacy. Obviously not as well, but I could!” “Right. Well how about you go home and wash your face, and we take this guy to the GCPD.” “Whoa! You mean I can’t come with you?” They look at me and shake their heads. “Aw man!” I huff and kick the dirt. “Guess I’ll just go shoplifting then. Been needing some new rags anyway. See ya fellas!” I wave and cartwheel out.

Lee Pov:
I walk back into the room and see a cop on the ground and blood dripping from his head. “What the-” suddenly I’m grabbed from behind with a hand over my mouth and a gun to my head. “Boo!”

Harley POV:
I toss another piece of popcorn into my mouth and chew flipping through the channels. I flip past the news channel and see that man from before. The one with J’s face!

Lee POV:
Jerome claps his hands after I tell him of his death and what has happened. “Well that is quite a story. Now tell me more about this cult. They think I’m pretty great?” I scoff. “They’re a bunch of crazy lunatics.” “Ah my kind of people! I know you. Don’t I?” “Yep.” He steps slightly closer. “Did you and I ever…” he says with the gun at his crotch and thrust. “Ugh god no!” “Why? Gingers not your type?” “Why don’t you talk to Harley? I’m sure she wouldn’t appreciate you asking that.”

He steps back a confused look painting his face. “Harley?” “Yes. Your girlfriend I assume. It’s never actually been said. You kind of always went along.” “Girlfriend… show me show me!” I point to a picture on the paper. “Got to say she a real trip. Always bouncing around.” “Ah. Harley Quinn. My Harley. Got to say red is her color.” He stuffs the paper in his pocket of the stolen cop uniform. “Now. One more thing. Where is my face?”

Harley POV:
I balance on my beam while watching tv when suddenly the channel changes. I don’t pay attention and keep focusing on my handstand from 4 feet off the ground.

“Am I live? Am I on air? Can you hear me? Ah, screw it. Let’s do it. Hi.” I fall off the beam to the floor and scrambled to the tv. Jerome! Oh baby! He’s got his face back! Oh I love it!

“Some of you may know, I died.Uh-oh. But take it from me, death is dull but coming back that is something. Leave it to dying to give you a whole new perspective on life. And I would like to share that with you. Uh, Officer, you look terrible.” Jerome walks over to the man who took his face. “Hey, you got oh.” He pulls out a stick of dynamite from his ear making me laugh.

“Tonight, Gotham, in the darkness, there are no rules. So, tonight, Gotham do what you want.
Kill who you want. Hmm? And when morning comes you, too, shall be reborn. Oh and has anyone seen my Harley? Cause baby I’m coming for you.” I throw my arms up and spin around the room. I then sit patiently for him to walk in the door.

Jerome POV:
“Oh and has anyone seen my Harley. Cause baby I’m coming for you.” I laughs and skip out leaving Dwight to die. I skip to her apartment and compose myself. I look down and pick a flower. I twist the knob. “Honey. I’m home.” I say laughing. I feel two arms wrap around my neck and I hear her cute giggle in my ear. “Ah there’s daddy’s girl.”

She brings up a torch and flips it on. “Oh J your face! Did it hurt?” I lift her chin and smirk at her. “Not in the slightest. Whatcha think? How does it look?” She bites her lip and circles me taking in my appearance. “I think it looks a okay.” She pulls my tie to meet her lips. She plays with the ends of my hair and I grip her hips. “What do you say we go on a spree? Like the old days?” She places the police hat on her head and spins to the door. “Right this way Mr. J.” Oh it’s good to be back.

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Originally posted by msharleenquinnzel

If you really think about it, Kacchan has a lot of potential to become a Shoujo’s love interest if we put aside his..ahem..explosive (coughgarbage) personality.

  • First, Kacchan, in some way, is pretty good looking. He looks just like his mother, who is a beauty herself and looks quite young for her age. Also, he has been exercising since his entire life so…yeahhh, damn back and arms are sure freaking illegal why are anime highschool boys so rip??? And in his moment of calm, he’s actually pretty cute.

  • Kacchan’s smart as hell and actually excel at schoolwork (Im surprised too). And what do a Shoujo love interest need in order to attract the heroine if she happened to be not good at academic? Intellectual

  • Third, He has great sense of style. His hero costume fits his “boom boom Im the bomb” style. His usual wear is mostly black, which is nice and stylist in my opinion thank you very much. Im not sure about the baggy pant but that’s his stand on what looks cool so I wont complain much. And we do not talk about the black tank top, because dammmmmmmm, Hoshi sensei is a blessing

  • Kacchan can cook, or at least know how to wield a knife. I cannot count how many time I have read in the Shoujo manga, the male character cooks something for the girland she blush at the sight of them in an apron. Yep, top quality for a perfect love interest right here XD

• Fourth, believe it or not, the Deliquent Wild type is pretty popular in Shoujo manga. Girls dig becoming the one who are able to tame the wild beast. It give them a sense of accomplishment.

(Im talking about the Shoujo manga and its cliche, trope and archetype, not in real life situation. Please do not take it seriously okay)

  • Kacchan respects people who try their best, whether you are a girl or boy. The fight between Ochako and him proves that he did consider her as equal and a true opponent. Nothing better than a guy who respect their love interest, right? Eventhough he is rude and his aura screamed “Im an asshole please punch me in the face”

  • The angry kabedon, that beautiful trope.

Now imagine Kacchan in a Shoujo manga’s setting and laugh your ass off

anonymous asked:

suigestsuxsakura headcanon? :3

Suigetsu could care less about girls. Karin pretty much soured any sort of potential romance for him because of her overbearing personality, so he tried his best to steer clear from girls.

After the war was over he DID NOT GO BACK TO OROCHIMARU OKAY. He did not. In no way whatsoever did he even think about it. Sasuke casually invites (and by that i mean just tells him to go) Taka to Konoha where they can hang out and introduces him to his other team (Kakashi, Naruto, and Sakura) with, y’know, Sasuke’s special way.

But you know, Suigetsu isn’t a complete idiot. He’s heard stories at times from Sasuke about this pink-haired chick that was ‘so annoying’ and ‘obsessed with him’, so he only knew THAT side of Sakura from when she was younger. He saw her during the war and how amazingly strong she was, but ANYONE THAT WAS INTERESTED IN SASUKE UCHIHA SEEMED TO BE A GIRL THAT HE WAS 100% NOT INTERESTED IN.

During their stay in Konoha (which wasn’t even really a short visit, more like a much-needed year-long vacation). He pretty much was glued to Juugo or Sasuke because who else would he be with? Karin was loud and everyone in Konoha was creepily happy and super friendly. Still, Sasuke was Sasuke and do you know who Sasuke hangs out with? Naruto. And do you know who Naruto hangs out with? Kakashi, Sakura, Sai, Iruka, Shikamaru, AND SO MANY PEOPLE. 

Suigetsu isn’t partial to so many people and he also wasn’t a fan of Naruto’s obnoxious flailing and speeches about friendship. He felt he didn’t belong. Not in Konoha or Oto or Kiri or really anywhere. And it pissed him off that Sasuke just laid around with this blonde freak that only talked about ramen all the time???

“So, yeah, I’m going to take off.” Suigetsu is a good guy. He doesn’t want his shitty attitude to ruin Sasuke’s happiness or whatever. Probably just going to collect the rest of his swords or do mindless work until he realizes what he really wants to do with his life. 

He’s leaving. Getting his things packed, complaining about how little money he has, and trying to guess how long it would take to get to Kiri and find out some clues about where the rest of the swords are. Until Sakura drops by to give some medical books to Karin for her to look through. (They all share their own room since they’re so used to sharing rooms, okay???)

It’s pretty awkward at first. I mean… like really awkward. ‘So you’re leaving?’ ‘Yep.’ ‘It’s Suigetsu, right?’ ‘Uh-huh.’ ‘Back to Kirigakure?’ ‘That’s the plan.’

Sakura is ready to go back until she spots a picture of Taka together on one of the tables, probably belonging to Karin. She laughs a little, kind of embarrassed, while Suigetsu stares at her like ‘wtf??’. She explains that while Sasuke was gone with Orochimaru, they didn’t really know what was going to happen with him. She admits that she wondered who he was with and if he ever felt alone.

“Seeing this just reminds me of our own photo as Team Seven. In a way, I’m glad he met you all. Being with other people made it easier, I’m sure. Especially when dealing with his brother.”

Suigetsu just scoffs. “Pfft. Yeah, that was a big pain in the ass, though. Following him around all the time and having to make sure he was okay. Do you know how many times I’ve almost died because of him?! He’s the worst guy in the world! And now, he’s spending all of his time with that whiskered-face weirdo who’s always going on about udon or whatever and it drives me crazy! I swear, the Uchiha guys show no appreciation!”

Sakura plays along. “Definitely. It’s always a little grunt or two instead of a proper ‘thank you’, right? So rude!”

Suigetsu drops what he’s holding to continue his little rant. Honestly, this is the first time he’s let off some steam in a few weeks. “Finally! Someone who gets it! I’ll tear my hair out if I receive ‘hn’ as an actual response again! The guy can’t bear to say a word or two?!”

Sakura just nods her head, looking back on the picture. “I get what you mean, but you know, Suigetsu… When you’re off running errands or doing something else… Sasuke-kun tells us all about Taka and how you guys kept him stable for the most part. He relied on you guys and, after all of his problems, really is very grateful for your loyalty to him.”

Suigetsu kind of feels bad now. But I mean it’s not like the stuff he said about Sasuke WEREN’T true. Why can’t the asshole just say that stuff to his face???

“So are you still going to leave?”


“You were packing up. Heading to Kiri, yeah?” She puts the picture down and heads over to Suigetsu. “Or maybe… you could stay a little while longer? Talk to Sasuke? I’ve heard from quite a lot of people that it take a while to warm up to Konoha’s… ‘suffocating’ hospitatlity.”

Suigetsu is kind of suspicious of her. “Why do you want me to stay so bad? What, is Sasuke making you do this?”

“You’re one of Sasuke’s bonds. It may not be obvious to you, but to him and Naruto, having bonds are pretty special.” She pats him on the back and gets ready to leave. “Anyway, it’s your choice, so do what you want.”

So Suigetsu is having a hard time deciding what to do. Does he leave? Stay? WTF???? This girl that he barely knew just comes waltzing in and messes up his clearly thought-out plan and ruins it! He’s pretty much throwing a temper tantrum by the time Karin comes back and looks like an idiot. 

So he stays. And he learns she’s right. He gets used to the shopkeeps always telling him good morning or the random passerby asking how his day was (like is this an assassination attempt?? why are you asking about MY day???). He still kind of avoids Naruto, but mainly due to headaches and the fact that it seems like Naruto just drains him of all his energy. BUT HE’S TRYING. Sasuke even notices a bit of a change and they just nod to each other in acknowledgement. And it doesn’t take long for him to start spending more time with Sakura.

She wasn’t at all like how Sasuke described her. She was smart and strong and she barely ever spoke about Sasuke! She did have a scary side to her, but Suigetsu tried his best to not annoy her like Naruto did. It was becoming very obvious to everyone that Suigetsu was starting to crush on her and Karin had her chance to finally tease him about being infatuated with someone. She even told Sasuke about it. THE NERVE–

Sasuke just takes it in stride. It kind weirded him out at first, but he’s like eh. He’s pretty much Suigetsu’s wing man after finding out even though Suigetsu doesn’t even fucking know that Sasuke knows. Sasuke is not one to talk about such personal matters. So what does he do? He’ll make plans with Suigetsu, Sakura, and Naruto then challenge Naruto to a spar, leaving Suigetsu and Sakura alone. He’ll bail on plans with Suigetsu while Sakura is just so conveniently leaving the hospital after her shift, so she can join Suigetsu on whatever him and Sasuke were supposed to do. Get it now? Sasuke is very subtle and it doesn’t take too long for Sakura to start feeling a bit cozy with Suigetsu as well.

In the end, they do get together and Sasuke’s all smug, but no one really knows why. Hey, it’s his way of truly thanking Suigetsu, I guess.


Suigetsu and Sakura are terrible negotiators when it comes to dates. They’re either going out with friends (because it’s easier to go with the flow) or staying home.

When it’s really hot and they’re all swimming at the beach or whatever, Suigetsu will melt into the water and scare her. It always works. He loves pranking her.

He tries to be suave and smooth, but he ends up failing a lot of the time. He’s just not very good at flirting. Give him puns or making her laugh and he’ll land it every time.

Suigetsu can be very jealous and will often ice Naruto whenever he can. Both because he knows that Naruto once fancied her and because he just doesn’t like him. 

Sakura thinks his snaggle tooth is the cutest thing in the world. Just his sharp teeth, in general. She thinks it’s kind of sexy tbh.

Sakura can be jealous too. If they go to beach where Suigetsu shows off his swimming, she’ll hear a few ladies commenting on his physique and just his overall appearance. She’ll give them the death glare until they stop their gawking.

Karin’s always asking for the latest gossip from Sakura, so she has extra blackmail to make him miserable. It’s fun to see him squirm. Sakura’s pretty oblivious and Suigetsu just wonders how Karin knows that he’s severely ticklish???

Suigetsu tries to keep PDA to a minimum around Taka, but he’ll slip up every now and again. He’ll give her big hugs or kiss her forehead and Karin and Sasuke throw up in their mouths a little. Super embarrassing to him.

Mebuki honest to god thought he was a demon that seduced her daughter. She doesn’t trust him at all until Sakura pretty much begs her that he’s a normal human being that likes big swords. Cue her mom snidely remarking if he’s compensating for anything. They do not get along, but Kizashi loves his puns so he’s invited over often.

Suigetsu likes to cook, often showing off his ‘cutting skills’ with a bunch of meals and always a bunch of knives.

He also, to the encouragement of Sakura, to open his own restaurant. It’s a great way for him to cut things while also looking cool. Sakura thinks so anyway. His food’s good too! Naruto’s always telling him to put ramen on the menu and Suigetsu just looks into the camera like he’s on the office or something. He’s so done.

They also have a bunch of kids. On the first one while she was pregnant, Suigetsu was terrorized with the thoughts of having some screaming brat and having to clean up after it and why did he succumb to such desire, etc. After their baby boy was born, Suigetsu was in love. Kids are super ridiculous and they say hilarious things and he just had so much fun. Sakura put a stop to his begging after the fifth child. Three boys, two girls. She was finished lmao

She one time caught him trying to sharpen their teeth and wow what a sight that was lmao He never did it again even though they would have looked SO CUTE as he often says it. He also calls Sasuke and Juugo their uncles and Karin is the grandma.

Doctor, Doctor

A little miraculous ladybug doctor au for you! 

He was the best neurologist surgeon in Paris, people would come hundreds of miles to be treated by him. He was simply the best and he loved it. He loved meting his patients, getting to know them and then saving their lives. In all of his career, he never let the death of his patients get to him. He took comfort in the fact that he did everything in his power to save them, then move on to the next patient.

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Secrets and Lies

Fandom: Now You See Me

Request: You are Jack’s secret girlfriend when he “dies” in the car crash. You don’t know he survived until you meet him again years later. Only this time, you’re the mother Jack’s daughter he never knew you were pregnant with, you’re dating Daniel Atlas, and are the only one who could finally settle him down

Warnings: Angry Jack Wilder (though that’d be kinda sexy I think…..) bad puns, and a strong word here or there. Idek.

Word Count: I’m not on not laptop, so idk.

“I’m sorry Jack. This is how it works.” Dylan was sitting at his small coffee table in his living room, Jack sitting across from him. “To the world, you’re dead. No one can know that you’re alive.”

“You don’t understand Dylan. I can’t do this to her.” Jack pleaded. He loved you so much. You had been together for almost three years now and there was no one he loved more. You were his life and he wanted nothing more than for you to be as happy as he could possibly make you.

This was the exact opposite of that. There would be no more forehead kisses before bed. He couldn’t be the one to dry your tears when you cried over his ‘death.’ No more late night cookie baking. No more lacy days playing video games on the couch. No more flowers from ‘secret admirers’ waiting in his dressing rooms. It was all gone. And the young sleight of hand thought it was worse for him, because he knew the truth. He had to live with the guilt of never being able to reunite with you.

“You’ll put her in danger the second you make any kind of contact. You need to be a man about this. It’s over.”

“If you loved someone as much as I love her, you wouldn’t do this. You would understand. But you’re unhappy and lonely. You have no problem telling me to let her go because you don’t know how it feels to love someone more than you love yourself.” Jack pushed his chair back, stomped out the front door, then yanked his hoodie up so he wouldn’t be recognized on his way to his own apartment. Screw this. Screw Dylan. Screw it all. If he could call someone to vent, he would have in a heartbeat. But, he was only left with Henley, Atlas, and Merritt. And none of them knew that he even had a girlfriend. You were his secret treasure. And now you were gone.

Little did Jack know, you were sitting in the bathroom, hands tightly clutching a small stick. It had only been 24 hours since the accident, you had cried all that was in you, and now there was this. You were pregnant with his child.

You’re POV

Almost two years later you had found a way to move on. You had your gorgeous daughter, Annabeth. You had a steady job from home so you could raise her. Most of your thoughts of Jack had subsided. Beth still did look like him. She had long brown hair and light brown eyes like he had. She was always happy and smiling. Besides her and a couple pictures, there really wasn’t anything left in your life that kept you connected to his memory.

Oh. Except one other thing.

A quick succession of knocks hit your door, signaling a visitor. You knew exactly who it was too.

“Come on it!” You called while wandering through the living room on a desperate search for your other boot. The door wasn’t locked. Nothing was every truly locked though….. The door opened, jarring you from their thoughts, and revealing your 5 foot 9 boyfriend holding two sunflowers. He let himself in and shut the door behind him.

“Good morning.” Daniel Atlas smiled, watching as you tore through the room. “What are you doing?”

“I can’t find my other rain boot. The yellow ones? I have the right, but I can’t find the left.” You looked up when he chuckled. What was so funny??? Atlas pulled something from behind the armchair by the door. Your other boot! “Thank you so much.” You went to grab it, but he held it above your head.

You knew exactly what he wanted. It had only been four months, but you already knew just how he worked. Stretching up on your toes, you pressed your lips quickly to his. Atlas smiled and kissed you back, then handed you your shoe.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. This is also for you.” He handed you one of the flowers. “Where’s A.B?” Almost as if she was waiting for him to ask, the little brunette beauty came running into the room.

“J!” She cried, completely disregarding you and going straight to him.

“A.B!” He grinned and scooped her up in his arms. “This is yours.” He handed her the second sunflower and smiled as she grinned and hugged him.

“Pretty!” Her tiny little arms wrapped around his neck

“I know you are.” You couldn’t help but smile even wider than you already were. The two of them were so cute together. Daniel was going to be a very good father sometime. Maybe Beth’s father someday……. “Ready to go girls?”

“Yep.” You grabbed your bag from the stool at the breakfast bar and tossed it over your shoulder. “Let’s go.”

Daniel was taking you and Beth to meet the other horsemen. The last thing he wanted to do was keep one half of his life in the dark about the other half. It could be potentially dangerous, but they were all smart and there was no way better to keep you safe than for others to be on the watch as well. Plus, it was a secret meeting. No one besides the horsemen should know.

You, Daniel, and Beth were the last ones to arrive. The entire time your nerves had your stomach in your throat. What if you saw everyone and were suddenly hit with a surge of emotions because they were the last people to see Jack alive? What if someone commented on how much Beth looked like Jack? What if one of them recognized you because he had accidentally slipped up and mentioned you?

Daniel must have seen the nervousness and panic on your face, because he reached over and gave your hand a squeeze. A smile instantly lit your face up. You squeezed back and sighed. Everything would be fine. There was no need to get so worked up about it.

Before you knew it, Daniel had parked, had Beth on his hip and his hand in yours, leading you up the stairs to a corner apartment. This was a good thing. There wouldn’t be secrets this time. No secrets. No lies. It would be a healthier relationship. Better for everyone involved.

You didn’t even have to knock on the door before someone opened it. They must have been expectantly watching for you to come. A man with a graying beard opened the door and welcomed you in. An older man stood behind the couch, his eyes trained on the three of you coming into the room. He tipped his hat as an acknowledgment of your presence. His eyes locked on Beth though.

“Well who could this little gem be?” He asked, walking closer.

“Find someone your own age to hit on.” Atlas said as he shut the door behind himself.

“Oh soothe your boobs Atlas. I was talking to the kid.” The look on your boyfriend’s face was priceless.

“Alright, can we wait for intros?” The man who opened the door asked. “Can we wait for everyone?”

“Everyone?” You asked, looking up at Daniel. He sighed and muttered for you to hold on. He set Beth on the couch and found a channel running cartoons. Once he was sure she was content, he rejoined your side.

“We have a secret. That you have to promise you won’t tell anyone? It’s vital for us to keep it under wraps so we don’t end up back in the spotlight and have the fuzz chasing us again.” If the cops went after him, what in the world would you do? Daniel fixed things in you that had broken. He had put you back together, loved you, and loved Beth.

“I swear. My lips are sealed.” You promised. The bearded man nodded once to the older man in the hat, who disappeared behind a door that led to another room in the apartment. He came back a minute later with someone following in his footsteps.




No no no no no no no no no no. This was not possible. How the hell…… Why…… When….. No. It couldn’t be real. This was a dream. A horrible, HORRIBLE nightmare.

“Y/N……” Daniel started. “The last time we were the center of the public eye was before you and I met. When there was four of us horsemen. It ended in the car crash on the bridge, and Henley, Merritt, and myself vanishing. What no one knows about that trick…. Is that Jack never died.”

Jack Wilder now stood in the room with you. A wave of emotions surged over you. You felt sick to your stomach. Anger boiled in your veins. Tears filled your eyes, but were rapidly blinked away. Don’t you dare show him that you’re upset. How could he? How could he just leave you? No word. Nothing. Nearly two years and he kept you in the dark, forcing you to raise Annabeth alone. Dodging her constant questions about where Daddy was. Being a single mother was far from easy. He could have changed that. Yet….. Nothing.

“The infamous Jack Wilder.” You said, bitterness in your voice. “Nice to meet you.”

“You as well.” Jack responded, his eyes wide. He opened his mouth to say something, but Beth came wandering in.

“All done.” She held her hands up like she was done with something and had to show her empty hands. The TV was on some random channel. She must have tried to turn it off. Precious little girl….. “Ups Momma.” She opened and clapped her hands towards you. You scooped her up and held her in your arms.

“Well, you’ve met Jack.” Beard man said. “I’m Dylan. FBI. I work from the inside to make sure these idiots don’t get caught.”

“Baby ears.” Daniel warned with a death glare, kissing the top of your daughter’s head. Dylan just held his hands up in surrender.

“I’m Merritt. Hypnotist.“ The guy in the hat said, holding his hand out. You shook his hand and smiled. He had a smile that was kind of infectious.

“Well, I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you all. Oh, and this is my daughter, Annabeth.” You made sure you had your eyes on Jack when you said ‘my.’ At first, he looked confused. But after a few moments, you saw that his expression had changed.

“Huh. So this is why you’ve been so different lately Atlas.” Jack’s tone was joking, but it sounded forced. He was hiding the pain. At least that’s what you wanted to believe he was doing. “You’ve got a girl and a kid. I was wondering why you weren’t out with someone new after every show.”

“Oh, you think you’re funny huh? At least I can get some. No one wants to screw a ghost.” Daniel threw back. “Besides, A.B. isn’t mine.” Holding his hands out, your baby girl leaned straight into his arms. He sat her up on his shoulders, held her there with one hand, and wrapped his other arm around you.“ She was already here when I met Y/N. She’s almost two, and Y/N and I have only been together for four months. A.B. was a bonus in the deal.” He smiled proudly. Gosh, that smile made you fall even more in love everyday.

A quiet fell over the group. No one knew what to say. Jack had a funny look on his face. Dylan noticed first. He said that they’d be back and pushed the card master out of the room. Merritt excused himself and joined the other two. Daniel said he was going to put A.B. down for cartoons again and told you to make yourself at home. He quickly kissed you and collapsed onto the couch, Beth giggling as he held her and ticketed her stomach.

A smile stretched across your face as you watched them for a second. So sweet. You could have everything you ever wanted with him. Jack was childish. He hid behind a secret. He couldn’t come out of the shadows and tell you he wasn’t really dead. Yet here was Daniel, bringing you here to let you in on the secret.

For crying out loud, Daniel was more of a father to Beth than Jack was! Sure, they shared DNA. But Daniel was there. He spent nights with you and ended up staying up all hours of the night while Beth was sick and you had to sleep. He was planning to take her out for her birthday. He told her he loved her on the phone when he called to say goodnight. She colored him pictures. His phones background was a picture of the two of them with some goofy Snapchat filter. He really truly did love her.

Beth was yours though. She was your daughter. Maybe Daniel would be her dad someday. But as of right now, you were her only parent. She was the most important part in your life. Daniel could easily leave. Jack had. Before he even knew. But still. He hadn’t been around. Beth was all yours until there was a ring on your left hand.

Jacks POV

Aw man, had he messed up. He should have told her. He shouldn’t have listened to Dylan two years ago. He should have told her. Annabeth was his. It was obvious. Y/N made it clear to him that she was. Atlas shouldn’t have his hands on her. Either of them. Those were Wilder girls.

“Jack, what the hell is your problem?” Dylan snapped.

“You.” Jack snapped right back.

“How am I the problem?” He asked. “I have done nothing. I introduced myself to Atlas’s girlfriend. That’s it.”

“Because she was mine!” Jack whisper yelled at him. “Two years ago when you told me I couldn’t stay with my girlfriend because I had to guard my precious secret? Y/N was mine. Annabeth is mine. Not Atlas’s. Mine.”

“Whoa. Did I hear that right?” Merritt asked as he snuck into the room. Great. Just great.

“Yep. I had a secret girlfriend when I joined the group, and it was Y/N. When I died two years ago, Dylan wouldn’t let me tell her that I was alive. I was sworn to secrecy. Now look at Annabeth. She’s almost two. Coincidence? I think not!”

“Alright, you need to calm down.” Merritt said, putting his hands on his young friend’s shoulders.

“Don’t tell me what to do. This is bull.” The bedroom door opened again, Daniel coming in this time. He paused in the doorway and scrunched his face up.

“The tension is so thick it here I could cut it as easily as I can cut a deck.” He took a second, then shook his head and came over to the others. “You guys okay?”

“Yeah. Fine.” Jack said, pushing a hand through his fluffy brown hair. “What’s up?” He pushed his anger and bitterness down. He needed to talk to Y/N. Apologize. Meet his daughter. Atlas needed to hurry up.

“I need your opinion. Is it crazy to propose after four months?” The room went dead. Dylan and Merritt shared nervous glances. Jack’s jaw nearly dropped to the ground.

He had to be kidding. Atlas could not be proposing to the girl Jack loved with all his heart. He couldn’t be. Not until after he was able to talk to her. Maybe talk some sense into her. Get her to come back. He still loved her so much. Even more now that he knew they had a kid. They could be the perfect family. Not if Atlas was in the way though.

“I’m serious.” Atlas said after he got no reaction. He pushed through the group and pulled a small box out of the pocket of a coat he had hanging in the closet. Flipping the top open, a gorgeous diamond halo ring sitting inside the pristine velvet.

Atlas had to know. He couldn’t go through with it. Not where there was this much at stake. Jack’s entire world was back. Plus one! He couldn’t give that up to Atlas of all people. The womanizer. He wouldn’t treat her right.

Just as he was about to own his mouth and tell his “friend” about it all, Merritt cut in.

“If you love her, and you’re sure about it, then go for it.” Jack closed his mouth and forcibly nodded in agreement when Dylan scooted over closer, clapped his hand on Jack’s shoulder, and dug his fingers in.

“We’ll back you up buddy. If this is what you want.” Dylan encouraged. “You’re a wild card. I’m glad you finally found someone to tame you.”

“Thanks” Atlas sighed a breath of relief. He put the box back in its hiding place and left the room to go sit with his girls. Jack slapped Dylan’s hand away once he was gone.

“Wild card? Really?”

“Yeah. He’s the wild card. You’re the wilder card.” Merritt smiled at the joke he had made.
“You are far less funny than you think you are.” The bitter card master spat. “And you.” He turned to their mentor. “You have ruined my life. I will never, EVER forgive you for this.” Letting himself steal one glance, Jack looked through the open crack of the door and see his entire world snuggle herself under the arm of his former idol.

Annabeth giggled and called him J. She pressed kisses to his cheek. He kissed her cheek back. And then kissed Y/N on the lips.

In the moment, Jack Wilder wished he had died in the car crash. Death would be better than living with this.

anonymous asked:

Okay but pidge x reader where they're talking about astronomy or something and the reader just totally impresses pidge with their knowledge and they're like-oh right that's why I fell in love with them

here you go! This was fun to write bless you for requesting it

What you two were currently doing, you may ask? Oh that’s right, sneaking out! It was 12:30 PM on a school night, and both you and Pidge had a major final exam tomorrow. What’s better to spend the time studying? Stargazing.

“I’m outside, Y/n. Matt did me a huge solid and drove me here.” Pidge murmured, tapping their foot against the cement sidewalk in front of your front porch.

“Kay, I’m just looking for my sweatshirt, I’ll be down in a second.” You whispered, your phone stuck between your ear and your shoulder.

“Okay I’m here.” You said, finally walking outside. The two of you walked together, the sound of your shoes scraping against the ground was the only thing that filled the void of silence. The street lights above you gave you a proper sense of direction. There weren’t any cars, despite the street being active mostly. It was strange, walking around so late at night with someone you care so deeply about, like stepping into another world. Immortal.

“We’re here!” Pidge said, grasping your hand and running up the side of a hill. Your eyes widened in shock as you tried to contain your balance and run properly.

“Keep up! Slow poke!”

“Oh my gosh please.” You gasped, slipping twice and even bringing Pidge down with you once. You finally reached the top, hands on your knees as you were hunched over and breathing heavily. Pidge laughed, sitting down and falling back. Their arms and legs spread out slightly, like they were making a snow angel. They were the snow angel in your eyes.

“What are you staring at? Come sit!” They said after sitting up, patting the grass beside them and grinning. You approached slowly, knees held to your chest when you sat. A smile of content glued to your face, never to leave.

“Hey, did you know that a soup can full of material from Neutron Stars, would have more mass than our moon?” You said, still gazing at the stars above you. Perhaps, someday just like Pidge’s father and brother will, you’ll be able to travel through space. You could go to Mars maybe. Anywhere and you’d be happy, because space will alwaysbe the most interesting thing to you.

“Woah really? How’d you know that?” Pidge asked, moving closer to you until your shoulders touched.

“Oh, my mom was obsessed with it. Still is, just not as much. I usually read all her notes on everything. Wait, I thought you knew that, I told you my mom works in the Galaxy Garrison, right?”

“What!? You didn’t tell me that! Wait…is she the one that convinced Iverson to give Keith one more chance?”

“Yep, she said he’s too important to just kick out, he’s talented and stuff.” You said, drawing your knees away from your chest and laying back.

“Ohhh. Well anyway, what else do you know?”

“Hmm. I know that the suns core releases the amount of a hundred billion nuclear bombs, around every second I believe. Or was it every minute? Whatever. Oh! And I know that if you got too close to a black hole, it’d basically stretch you out and you’d pretty much turn into spaghetti.” You continued going on and on. Facts, knowledge, spewing out of your mouth like you memorized it— well, actually you did. Pidge was in awe, no longer staring at the stars anymore, but staring at you. Maybe, this was why they were so drawn to you. When you first met, Pidge approached you first, you were to be partners for a project, one that would eventually be the start of your enrollment to the Garrison.

“..and that’s why shooting stars aren’t really stars. Oh, my favorite one! The Crab Nebula was made by a huge supernova explosion that appeared in the skies in 1054 A.D. Chinese and Arab astronomers said that the explosion was so bright that it was visible during the day, and it lit up the night sk- AH!” Pidge had pounced on you, arms wrapped tight and rubbing their face into the crook of your neck. The two of you lay on the ground in a heap of hugs and giggles.

“This is why I love you!” You paused, shocked, but it appeared Pidge didn’t even realize what they said. But you thought why not, hugged just a bit tighter, and said it back.


Matt picked Pidge up in front of your house and Pidge was very obviously happy. Pidge sighed lovingly like half way home and Matt screamed


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“I thought you loved me...”

Jungkook Angst (have mercy it’s my first one)

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“I… I thought you loved me Y/N… what..what happened?” Jungkook looked at you across the table helplessly, “What did I do wrong, I promise I can fix whatever it is, let me fix this. Let me fix us.”   

You shook your head lightly, “You can’t fix this Jungkook, not this time.”
The relationship hadn’t always been this dismantled and destroyed, but Jungkook had managed to break it up little by little everyday through his work. You loved Jungkook being an idol, you loved the way he changed on stage the minute the first beat of the song turned on, the way he flowed through the choreography like he was born for this. But you hated the fandom, you hated the beautiful long skinny gorgeous girls that would hold his hand at fanmeets, make him blush, and shower him with expensive gifts. It made it so hard for you to compete with, especially with his birthday coming up. How were you supposed to compete with 3,000 dollar shoes and a 1,500 dollar shirt. You could barely afford college or your rent for that matter.

“Babe! What do you want to do for my birthday next next weekend, the boys want to know if they can tag alone OOORR if you have something special planned.” Jungkook called out to you from the living room as his favorite game blasted through the speakers.

“Uhh..uhm, let’s put a pin in that yeah? I’m not sure what we’re doing just yet okay?” You started to feel anxious, how am I supposed to give a present to the boy who has everything..what do I do. He’s not going to want anything from me, he probably doesn’t even want anything, maybe he should go with the boys. “Actually Kookie, go with the boys on your birthday, we’ll do something small after okay?”

“Oh..oh okay, I’ll let them know.” You didn’t see the flash of disappointment flash across Jungkook’s face as his hopes to spend his birthday with you were cut to pieces right in front of his eyes. You didn’t realize how much this boy was stupidly in love with you and just wanted a simply evening just the two of you at home, wrapped up in a blanket watching your favorite movies together. You were over in the kitchen, stressing about what to get the most perfect boy who had nearly everything, when all he wanted was..


A week had passed and you still had no idea what was going to happen for Jungkook’s birthday, you thought maybe cooking him breakfast! couldn’t go wrong with that, so on the morning of his birthday you woke up early and cooked him breakfast, a whole entire buffet, fit to feed the hungry appetite of a 22 year old boy.

“Hey.. babe where’d you go-“ Jungkook stumbled down the stairs half-awake to see the buffet before him and dropped his jaw, “Oh my Lord is this all for me?”

Giggling you ran up to him and wrapped him in a giant hug, “Happy birthday kookie, thanks for staying by me all this time… don’t know where I would be without you.” The two of you spent the majority of the morning munching on breakfast while talking about how excited you were for the brand new comeback and how gorgeous he looked on the new Love Yourself posters.
“Kookie, you looked sooooo nice in the highlight videos. The girl was pretty too! Who is she, I heard she’s a JYP trainee is that true?”

“haha yeah, she’s pretty and yep! A JYP Trainee, she’s really cool. All the girls were. Jimin-hyung got the prettiest one I think, she danced really well too. We had a lot of fun on set.”

“Ooh.. that’s that’s nice!” You tried to shake off the nagging feeling of feeling insignificant in his life, you weren’t pretty, you weren’t some model or actress or dancer for that matter… but Jungkook had chosen you.. why? The question nagged you throughout the day as the two of you went out and spent the afternoon shopping.

“Y/N! Try this on, this would look gorgeous on you!” It was a tiny jean skirt with a tight white tee with a leather jacket on top.

“Uh..uhm Jungkook I don’t think so haha I don’t have the body type to pull it off. Come on! We came for you anyway.. you pick an outfit I’ll buy it for you.”

“Nooooo let’s do couple clothes yeah?” Jungkook pulled out a similar style to yours and dragged you to the dressing room, “Huuurryy I want to seee it come out fast okay??”

You grudgingly dragged yourself into the dressing room and put on the clothes Jungkook so desperately had wanted you to wear. Your thighs were enormous, why were you growing horizontally… why were you about as flat as the world when people first discovered it… what was WRONG with you.

“BAAABEE, come out!! I want to seeeeeeee.” Dragging yourself through the door you stood under Jungkook’s gaze and squirmed uncomfortably.

“I told you I looked bad, why’d you make me do this.” You started to turn away back into your dressing room before Jungkook grabbed your wrist.

“You… look hot. Like you always are beautiful in my eyes but God you’re HOT right now Y/N.. Let’s take a picture I want to keep this forever.”

“Do… we have to? I feel uncomfortable..”

“Nonono I promise, it’ll only stay with me okay? Pleeeaaaassee, it’s my birthday” Jungkook batted his stupidly cute puppy dog eyes at you and pouted, “it’s my biiirrrtthhhdaaay.. yeah? YEAH?” You nodded shyly before posing in front of the camera with Jungkook. Half the time you hid behind him shyly much to his dismay and frustration, “Y/N, come on! I want a good picture of the both of us..”

“You do enough of the pretty in the relationship, I shouldn’t even have to be in the picture and it would glow.”

“Why do you drag yourself down like that, you’re beautiful!”

You smiled softly before running your fingers through his hair, “No sweetie, you are.”

Jungkook disappointedly looked at you frustrated, why didn’t you understand how beautiful you were! He was determined that you would recognize the beauty that he saw in you.

The rest of the day passed without a hitch, the two of you ended up buying the outfits you could wear it together later on a date… which was NEVER going to happen. But you agreed for the sake of your boyfriend’s pleading looks. You quickly shooed off Jungkook so he could spend the night with the boys, drunk nonetheless. It was all fine until you got a twitter notification with a post from @BTS_twt, Jungkook never posted and assumed it was just another #RMusic recommendation or Jimin posting YET ANOTHER selfie. But much to your dismay it was Jungkook… and you.

BTS had a twitter follow of 7.62 Million followers. 7.62 MILLION FOLLOWERS. Jungkook had posted the picture of the both of you today ONLINE to his FANS. He had to be drunk, you frantically texted your group chat with BTS demanding answers. When no one answered you called Namjoon, the ever-so reliable leader.

“KIM NAMJOON WHERE THE HELL IN JEON JUNGKOOK” you screamed into the phone.

“Uhm uh he’s right here what’s wrong.”

You gritted through your teeth seething in rage, “check.twitter.” Before hearing Jungkook scrambling to answer the phone,

“Hihi! What’s wrong. Are you okay? Do you need me back at home?”

“Jeon Jungkook what the HELL did you post on Twitter? and WHY.”

“That..? It literally says happy birthday to me! With a picture of me and you! Isn’t it good, I love it… well-taken I must say.”

“SERIOUSLY? You posted a picture of us to 7.62 Million people? Do you see the hate that I’m getting? I cannot believe you, didn’t you think about me? You know what.. whatever just… have fun with the boys I’m done.” You slammed the end call button before running up to your room to cry out the little amount of self respect you had left.

Less than an hour later you heard Jungkook slam the door before sprinting up the stairs and banging on your door, “Y/N, what’s wrong. Tell me PLEASE so we can fix this. I’m sorry I just…wanted to show the world how beautiful my girl was.”

“Didn’t you think about me? Why didn’t you think about me, my self-confidence is already rock-bottom because of those beautiful fangirls you spend time with at fanmeets. They’re going to berate me, torment me, abuse me emotionally. Didn’t you think about that?” You quietly whispered through the door… yearning for Jungkook’s embrace but also flinching at the idea of his comfort right now. “You know me better than that, or I at least thought you did.”

“I… I know I’m sorry, but I thought you could use words of affirmation not from just me alone. But from everyone all over the world who sees the beauty I see in you.”

You opened the door to come face to face with the look of distraught and anguish splashed across Jungkook’s perfect features. He didn’t deserve this, he didn’t need a  girl who would yell at him for posting a picture of the two of you on social media because she had no self-esteem, he didn’t have time to reassure a girl all the time, he didn’t have time… for you.

“Jungkook-ah… let’s… let’s end this.”

You watched as Jungkook’s face fell apart right before you, “No, don’t you dare give up on us Y/N, don’t you dare give up on me…”Tears streaked his face as he struggled to reach your hand, to bring you back to him. You knew the minute he held your hand you’d give in so you shook away his grasp and faced him head on.

“This isn’t going to work between you and me. We’re too different, it..just doesn’t work. And I’m done trying to make it work, I’m not good enough for you. You’re the sun, moon, and the stars. You’re a sight to see, a wonder. I’m the tiny blade of grass desperately reaching out, clinging onto hope and I’m tired Jungkook. I’m really..really tired. So.. let’s be done. You need someone who is the sun, moon, and the stars too. You need someone who can adore trying on clothes for you and taking pictures with you.. I am not that girl for you.”

“But..but you’re more than enough, I don’t need that. I just need you. Don’t you get that? I thought you loved me, how can you just leave me like this? Let me fix this, let me fix us.”

You can’t fix this one this time Jungkook.

Prediction on who will survive to season 5 in the 100

Raven Reyes- she HAS to be there I will riot if she’s not
Bellamy Blake - aka the key and one of the two leads, he’s not going anywhere.
Murphy- he’s a survivor, he’ll make it.
Octavia Blake- I’m not 100% sure but I’m pretty confident she’s gonna make it to season 5
Emori- let that girl live please
Jaha- even though he may not deserve it, he came down on a spaceship when there was almost no hope up on the ark. He’s gonna survive.
Luna- We’ve only just got to know this character, she’s not done.
Monty- He’s got to survive
Miller- yep
Harper - I’m 50/50 on this but I hope she survives.
Indra- 50/50
Clarke griffin- yes but it will be left on a cliffhanger
Ilian- he’s new so he won’t go.
Indras daughter I can’t remember the name of: she’s okay.

Who is going to bite the dust this season:
Abby Griffin- she’s overdue
Kane- I’m pretty sure him and Abby are gone this season.
Jasper- heartbreakingly I don’t think he’s gonna survive
Brian- He’s gonna die
Indra- Again 50/50
Harper- As I said I’m 50/50 on this one.

The line Kane says in the premiere leads me to suspect that the older characters will die except for jaha.
“The youth inherits the earth” as Bellamy and Clarke walk off into the distance seems like a strong message in this show. And it being a line in the premiere leads me to believe it will come full circle. And be an overall arc for the season and the show as a whole. Basically handing over the earth to these ‘delinquents’ so that they may not make the same mistakes. I can especially see Kane, Abby and Indra sacrificing themselves so that the next generation can live and make 'the new world’. The promo poster with jasper, raven, monty, Clarke, Bellamy and Murphy looking into the radiation wave is a powerful image. Also if it’s anything to go by Octavia is nit in the poster so maybe she does die? Also Jasper is in the poster so he could survive. And Raven is the only one turning away? So I have no idea what that means?

Anyway it’s just my theory.

Any thoughts?

Crossed Wires (Erik Durm)

“Wait, stop. I’m not ready yet.”

It was those two sentences that had haunted Erik for the last few months of your relationship. He understood that you wanted to take things slow, and so did he! That much was agreed upon when you both made it official. But if he was being completely honest, the wait was killing him. The expression ‘blue balls’ wasn’t enough to describe what he was feeling anymore. 

Erik was so into you, like ‘I’ll take you to my family and flaunt you around’ into you. He was starting to doubt that you felt the same. Every time a moment passed between you, and things got heated, you would back away. There were many nights where he had to, uh, deal with things himself. Erik was so sexually frustrated that he was starting to lash out at his teammates for no reason during training.

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@christinajstrife asked for plance with prompt #1 - “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.” - and this is the result:

tw for mentions of torture, though there’s nothing graphic

“We’re just friends,” Lance said, something nervous in his laughter. Not that you would’ve known it from the way he held himself confidently, with his head up and eyes bright, despite the restraints keeping his arms and legs in place, despite the other voice calling down to him, despite the monster - something that incites the most visceral of fear within her - stalking ever closer–

Pidge pauses the playback before it goes any further. She’s sick to her stomach - she has the utmost sympathy for Hunk - and can’t bear to watch more, never could, and hates herself for watching this much.

Why do we still have this? she wonders not for the first time.

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Your Savor - 9

Link to Chapter 8

Hello loves! Sorry for the delay in getting this chapter out, it’s mostly plot development and I honestly had a hard time writing it! I hope you all enjoy it more than I do, as you are often less critical of my work!

Warnings: Swearing

Chapter 9

You awoke to someone banging on the clinic door. You carefully rose from the bed, letting the world stop spinning before making your way to the door where the banging continued. “Alright, alright, I’m coming! Jesus!” Mornings had never been your strong suit, and you were very groggy from the sedatives that Dr. Carson had given you. You threw the door open and grumbled “Christ Negan, you could have just…OH!”

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anonymous asked:

When Sam asked Claire why did Jody think she was in Madison looking at colleges for a second there i thought he meant Madison the werewolf in Heart, and I was like, wait, ... what?

Yep. I mean… I know that’s the parallel they were shooting for, because Claire’s tearful begging was pretty much identical to Madison’s speech toward the end of 2.17.

With the pleasant twist that Sam didn’t have to shoot Claire.

(sorry I watched 2.17 YESTERDAY so it’s painfully clear in my head. I couldn’t help but think of that episode throughout most of this one)



summary: four times it was just a kiss, and the one time it was more
pairing: gerald x reader (second person ofc)
rating: pg-13 (first chapter)
a/n: just as kind of a heads up, I know a lot of second person fic uses the ‘insert your name/eye color/preferences’ here thing and that’s cool but I can’t write that way. while the narration is still from the reader’s pov, I still have to write a character to draw from and that might be (understandably) confusing for some people at first. this makes it more fic than imagine but I still prefer writing second person.
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chapter one: first

make my world go black,
hit me like a heart attack,
knock me flat on my back,
I don’t know how long that I can last

It’s 2010 and you have no idea who’s show you’re at. All you know is the venue is packed, body heat and smoke making it difficult to breathe. The room is like a hot box and even though the second hand high feels good, your lungs (and your brain) have hit their limit. You need some damn air.

Outside, the LA night is still warm but a relief from the crowd downstairs. Leaning back against the brick of the alley wall, you push your hair back out of your face and drag in a few lungfuls of oxygen. You like a good night out but this is just stressful. Maybe I should just book and see about that party in the Hills that MJ invited me to…

But you promised Rachelle you’d stay through his set…whoever this guy is she keeps raving about. G…Easy? Something white boy and unoriginal like that. With a sigh, you’re about to force yourself to head back in. But across the alley, a flame sparks to life in the shadows and you freeze. For a moment, there’s only the sound of his lighter being closed and pocketed. But after a deep drag that makes the cigarette glow bright, the light reflecting in his eyes, whoever is over there speaks up.

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Such a joker (10/?)

“(Y/n). Can I come in?” I stir caused by the knock on the door. “I got your favorite. 2 blueberry pancakes, and a full cup of coffee.” I spring up at the words of my favorite breakfast foods. I open the door to see my father with a box of take out from my favorite diner. He smiles and places the box on my desk.

“You never bring me breakfast.” “I know, but it’s the perfect time 7:00 am, and you’re probably hungry. This is an I’m sorry gift. I’m sorry for yelling and treating you like a child. After your mom, and now Barbra I just can’t take the chance of losing you. I’m sorry (y/n).” Everything just crushed down on me.

Jerome will most likely get caught knowing my fathers work, and if he’s gone dads all I got. I let a tear slide down my cheek and I hug my father. Something I haven’t done in a long time. “I love you daddy. I’m sorry that I’ve been so distant. I just… Your work, and then Barbra, and I just-” “shh it’s okay. I know I understand. I love you too.” He kisses my head and hugs me tighter.

“eat. We’re going to be checking phone records, and then tomorrow we’re going to look at the crime scene. Are you in? We can get ice cream after.“ I laugh and pull away from him. “Of course I’m in, but only if it’s Peggy’s Icecream. It’s my favorite.” “Just like your mothers.” He kisses my head once more and exits the room letting me eat my breakfast.

As I exit the room with an empty box I see Jerome slumped in one of the uncomfortable wooden benches just staring off into space. Aww he looks so adorable. I walk over the the trash can which is conveniently place right next to Jerome. “Hey. How you holding up?” I ask as if we just met seeing as other officers are around. He smiles slightly he shrugs looking up at me. “I’d a lot better if you’d keep me company.” “I wish I could, but a girls gotta work, but how about after you leave we meet up at your place? Movie, cuddles, and kisses?” “Perfect doll.”

I wink and walk up to the top level ready to talk to chief. “Whoa whoa back up. You did what?” She asks with a shocked face. “They let the snake out. The have amazing sense of smell.” I say making my presence known. “Huh. Well now I know.” She says with a smile.

“And your prime suspects are a clown, and an acrobat?” “Yep.” My father says hugging me to his side. “Ain’t this one a doozy?” Harvey asks in a joking tone.

Suddenly Ed, and Lee walk in. “Your victim Lila Valeska was killed by a large knife or hatchet, multiple blows to the head, and upper torso. Hello Ms. Gordon.” Ed says smiling at me. “Hey Eddie.” He smiles and walks a bit closer to me. “How do you spell a pretty girl with only two letters?” I tilt my head thinking “uh I don’t-” “Q.T.” Ed smiles blushing slightly. I laugh and smile as him. “Good one.”

“She was killed at 3:00 yesterday afternoon.” Lee jumps in. “From 2:30 to 4:15 both Grayson and Loyd were in the ring for the matinee.” My father says. Shit come on J please get away clean.

“Well how precise is that time of death?” “Give or take 45 minutes.” “Still possible then, but cutting it close. Very impressed you guys but keep looking.” Chief says. “Yeah boss. We’re going to the crime scene later. We’re checking phone records now.” Harvey says walking out with my father and I.

“Alright! We’re going to send the rest of you home now, but the investigation is on going. No body leaves town. And listen up! No more fighting. Look where your friends are. What good is this doing you?” My father yells to the crowd of clowns, acrobats, and Jerome.

“Hey dad I’m going to go out with Steph. She says she has a bit of a problem. Probably going to sleep over there. You got everything for right now?” “Yeah. Do you want me to come get you when we go to look at the crime scene?” “Uh no. I’ll just meet you there.” “Okay, but first I want you to meet someone. (Y/n) this is Lee. She’s the woman I’ve been-” “dating yeah I know. Nice to meet you.” I extend my hand out for her. She smiles sweetly, and shakes it. “Pleasure is all mine. I’ve heard so much about you. Your father is very proud of you.” Lee says still shaking my hand. “excuse me.” My blood runs cold at his voice.

I turn my head to see the blind fortune teller. “Am I speaking to detective James Gordon?” “Yes.” My father answers stepping forward. “Then this must be Dr. Thompkins the medical examiner, and this is your lovely daughter (y/n).” He says.

“I’m sorry how do you know who we are?” Lee asks. “My name is Paul Cicero I’m a physic. Lila Valeska was an old friend of mine.” “Physic. I see. How can I help you?” My father asks obviously believing he’s a scam.

“I sense that you don’t thing either of your prime suspects guilty.” “You must be physic.”

“In which case you might what to hear the message Lila sent me from the other side.” “Thanks Mr. Cicero, but we’re not quite looking at the other side yet.” “As you wish. I’m merely a messenger.” Paul starts to walk away till Lee speaks up.

“What was the message?” “Lila said that the servant of the devil lies in the garden of the iron sisters.” “The iron sisters? What does that mean?” I ask in curiosity. “I don’t know.” “We’ll get right on it.” My father says turning away. “I don’t think sarcasm is your mate here James. Take the message as you will. Good day to all of you.” He says and leaves.

“Okay well then I’m gonna go. Later dad. Bye Lee.” I say walking out and to my car. I grab some clothes from my back seat and change quickly. I can’t stand wearing the same clothes for two days.

I drive to the circus and carefully make my way to Jerome’s trailer. I just walk in not seeing the point in knocking. I walk in to see him sitting at the table shirtless eating a piece of toast. “Well good morning handsome.” I laugh kissing his food filled cheek.

“Hey there babydoll.” He says sitting me on his lap. “So Friday the 13th or Nightmare on Elm Street?” He asks holding up the two movies. “Seems like you’re in a murder mood.” “Call it getting inspiration.” I laugh kissing him and resting my head on his. “Surprise me.” I say smiling at my love.

Originally posted by ilyria87