you can actually make a fanfic out of this :)))

History of YOI fandom

As a YOI fandom grandparent, I felt it was my duty to write out all the fandom explosions for the newer fans who weren’t there to witness the big bang and gradual week-by-week creation of this universe. All the arguments, people blowing things out of proportion, blaming characters, death theories, awesome fans clearing up miscommunications, YOI breaking the internet… 

This isn’t a post to call out specific people on their arguments and theories - I’ll stay respectfully away from restarting flames and picking fights, thankyouverymuch. Rather, this is an overview of the topics and conflicting views that swept across hundreds and thousands of people and prompted strong reactions. I’m doing this now, because I know that 6 months later, 1 year later, 3 years later, etc. there will be new fans who will have many of the same exact arguments. We’ve been there and done that. I see fans now who say things without knowing where the spelling/quote comes from, or who don’t realize how much has changed, or don’t know why there are certain perceptions of characters. So here’s a little bit of passing down history.

I also don’t want to forget the crazy ride this was. Laugh with me at the silly theories; smile with me at how deeply YOI has impacted our lives.
For those of us old-timers, let’s take a trip down memory lane. Remember when…

(Large arguments will be italicized or bold. Special thanks to @sachiro for reminding me of a bunch of stuff I missed, and looking over the draft in its various stages of being written and edited.)


  • Idea that there would be a love triangle (Yuri P.–Yuri K.–Victor)
  • Some fans started spelling Yuri Katsuki with two “u” in order to tell them apart.
  • Victuri ship name created for Victor x Yuri K. (in a comment to the PV)
  • The title
    • “lol ‘Yuri’ on Ice? Where are all the lesbians?”
    • “When it said Yuri on Ice, I thought we would get girls. Y’know what I mean?”
    • “Yuri on Ice? More like Yaoi on Ice! amiright?”
    • etc.
  • J.J. misspelling (English spelling “Jean Jack” instead of French Canadian “Jean-Jacques”)
    • you can see the remnants of this in the audience banners during the episodes, but it was corrected to “Jean-Jacques” on the official website and the in-show text
  • Phichit x Seung-gil ship created (there was more art for this than for Victor x Yuuri)

Episode 1

  • Victor vs. Viktor spelling arguments 
    • Although “Victor” is the official spelling and seen in-show, people argued that the creators are wrong and that we fans know better than them about Russian culture - thus the “Viktor” spelling was born.
    • People argued back that spelling is subjective and you can spell a name multiple ways and still be correct - thus transliterating his Russian name into English as “Victor” would be just as acceptable.
    • The YOI wiki held fast for a time on using official spellings and information from the official website, but the transition of power led to a new team that started using agreed-upon info rather than solely using official info. “Viktor” replaced “Victor” on the website.
      • this change from “Victor” to “Viktor” on the wiki happened around episode 2~3, but the arguments were in the page comments since episode 1 – with moderators explaining their reasoning with sticking to official sources.
  • Victor is a flirtatious over-the-top character who will seduce Yuuri
  • Victor is the overwhelming seme and Yuuri is the shy whimpering uke.

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Snow Days - Part 1

Genre: fluff/angst, highschool!au

Pairing: reader/jungkook

Length: 3.2k

Summary: Although you’d been warned about the snowstorm that would affect your area, you decided to go to school anyway. Several hours later, you were trapped in the library, the weather too severe to go outside. Fortunately, you had your headphones so you could listen to your favourite artist: a boy who went by the name JK. Unfortunately, you were stuck with the new transfer student, Jungkook, who was a right pain in the ass.

A/N: if you’ve read my other stuff, you might be thinking ‘another school au???’ and all I can say is yes I’m totally not sorry they’re loads of fun to write
also I base all of them off the korean high school that I went to not officially but that’s another story so obviously they do things very differently to american high schools, so hopefully it still feels realistic for you!! especially as I have no idea what american high schools are like
p.s. the title is for a really lame joke i’ll make later

01 02 03 04 05 06 07

The cold air blew up your shirt as you waited for the bus, sending a shudder up and down your spine. You bounced a little on your toes, hoping the movement would keep the blood flowing as your breath rose in clouds. The snow that covered the ground was old, but news stations everywhere had been forecasting heavy snow on the way, so you decided to brave the public transport while it was still running.

The tip of your nose stung slightly as you sniffed, but you didn’t want to take your hands out of your pockets to blow it. You’d been trying to keep in as much heat as possible since you left the house, so you continued to sniff miserably until the bus arrived. Clambering on, you made sure to sit next to one of the heaters at the side, the metal way too hot to rest against for long period of time, but you were willing to burn off your skin at that point. It’d been a harsh winter, and you were sick of the cold.

Finally warming up as the bus trundled down the road in the direction of your school, you eventually blew your nose and took out your phone to put some music on. Over the winter break, a music app called Quaver had grown in popularity, and become the best source for musicians to get out their music. Swept up in the hype, you downloaded the app and went searching for soft ballads to help you sleep through the sounds of winds and storms, and you’d come across a singer called JK. His voice was soft yet mystical, and every time you closed your eyes you could picture yourself standing next to a frozen lake with a warm fire at your feet. It was enchanting. You hadn’t stopped listening to him since.

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Friend: Hey are you reading fanfics tonight?
Me: Nah, I’m taking a break from reading.
Friend: Great so you can come out with us!
Me: Actually I’m binge watching South of Nowhere…
Friend: Why!!? Why??! You’ve seen the entire series atleast 10 times already!
Me:  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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Fanfic Writer

Request: Hey, can you write a peter x reader where the reader is best friends with peter and has a crush on him. Then peter finds out that she is a fanfic writer that writes about spiderman?(the reader doesn’t know that peter is spiderman). Love your writings by the way!! thankss 

Warnings: None.

A/N: i actually managed to make this one 1000 words. And honestly I’m exhausted after writing this xD. Also this one is the reader’s POV, And I don’t usually do that, so I was just letting you know.

One day I’ll become known for using unrelated gifs.


Originally posted by mostlycap

‘I smiled as Spider-man loosened his grip on my waist, setting me down on the grass.

“How was that?” He asked me, putting his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath.

“Fantastic,” I replied, “It was fantastic,”

Spider-man had asked me if I wanted to go for a swing with him, he was trying out new settings and things for his web shooters.’

“Y/N! It’s time for dinner!” My mom called for me from the kitchen.

“One sec!” I called back to her, as I saved a draft for my new fanfic. How was it possible I had gained almost four thousand new followers in the past week!? I cleared my throat as I rushed into the kitchen.

“What have you been up to?” My mother asked curiously, handing me a dinner plate.

“Probably more of her writing.” My brother interrupted.

“So?” I asked him, shoving a piece of salad into my mouth. He stuck his tongue out and I rolled my eyes. “So, I like to write, it’s not hurting anyone.” I shrugged.

“Yeah, but it’s allllllllll You do!”

“Alright you two.” My mom sat down at the table. “Y/N? You don’t have any plans for tomorrow do you?” She changed the subject.

“Well, I have a big project tomorrow. I was thinking about going over to Peter’s.”

“Oh! Well, why don’t you invite him here?” She asked excitedly. “I have some friends coming over that I want you to meet. If you could invite Peter over here, I could introduce you, then you could go work on your project. He’s always welcome.” She added.

“Yeah, Cause He’s Y/N’s boyfriend.” My brother teased.

“Is not!” I defended myself, trying to cover up the blush that had spread across my cheeks. “I’m sure that’s fine mom. I’ll text him after dinner.”

She gave me a nod.

I pointed a finger at my brother “And he is not my boyfriend.” I said. Even though that’s exactly what I wanted him to be.

But that didn’t matter, ‘because he doesn’t like me anyway’ I told myself as I tapped my fingers against the table.

“I’m uh, actually not very hungry right now.. Do you mind?” I asked anxiously, nodding my head toward my room.

“Go ahead.” My mom shrugged.

The thought of Peter never liking my had really dulled my appetite.

*Hey, my mom wants you to come here for some reason. Is that cool?*

I texted Peter once I had made it to my room.

*Yeah, That’s fine!* He responded within two seconds.

I smiled to myself and brought out my laptop.

'he was trying out new settings and things for his web shooters.’

I read through the most recent line of my fanfic before realizing I had barely even started, and had promised it would be out by the next morning.
'This is going to be a long night,’ I thought to myself.
Other than my family, nobody else knew about my fanfic writing. I was just afraid people would judge me for it, and think that I was weird. So i kept it to myself. But I made one mistake; Leaving my laptop open.

The day had been relatively normal, it wasn’t until I was about to go home when things got weird. Somehow, I got caught up with a group of trouble making kids, who thought it was a good idea to sneak out during lunch.
I was still at school, in the middle of a long lecture from my principle when Peter arrived at my house.

“Peter!” My mother greeted him with a hug. “Y/N’s not home yet, but I suppose she’ll be here any moment. Why don’t you go upstairs.” She ushered Peter away, and into my room.

Peter hadn’t planned on snooping, but I guess when he saw my opened laptop he just couldn’t help himself.
I couldn’t blame him, I’d be curious too.

“-'Suddenly he took me by the hand and kissed me’?” Peter read aloud. He squinted his eyes and leaned forward, examining the article closely.

He soon realized what my paper was; But he thought it was cool.

He had read through the whole thing by the time I got home.

“Y/N! Peter’s in your room, I just sent him up there a few minutes ago.”

My eyes widened. In my room!? Why couldn’t I have just remembered to turn off my computer?

I was walking briskly toward my room. 'Almost there’ I thought. But suddenly, before I could reach my doorknob, someone grabbed my arm.


“Hi!” I greeted. What I wanted to say was 'Who the heck are you?’ But I kept that to myself.

“I haven’t seen you since you were just a toddler!”


“Well, I’d love to talk, but I don’t exactly have time right now.”

“Oh, it will only be a moment. I just wanted to introduce you to someone else.”

I rolled my eyes as I was dragged back down the way I came.

I scratched my neck as a group of my mom’s friends began to gush over how 'grown up’ and 'pretty’ I was now,

I was never good with compliments.

“I actually have a guest waiting for me upstairs.” I shuffled on my feet.

“Her boyfriend,” My brother exaggerated.

“He’s not my boyfriend.” I huffed one last time before running back up the stairs.

I entered my room and slammed the door shut behind myself.\

“Great.” I muttered when I saw Peter leaning over my desk. “You probably think I’m some weirdo that’s obsessed with Spider-man now.”

“Actually, that was really good.” He said with his eyebrows raised.

“Really?” I blushed.

“Y-yeah. It was.” He scratched the back of his neck.

“Th-thanks.” I smiled shyly.

“Spider-man’s really cool.” Peter said. He couldn’t help but congratulate himself.

“Yeah, he his.” I agreed, sitting on my bed. “Hey, uh, do you want to get out of here before a bunch more of my mom’s friends come in and start bombarding us with questions?” I asked him.

“Sure,” He smiled sweetly. He walked over to my bedroom window and push it open.

“I don’t think that’s gonna work.” I laughed nervously.

“Oh, trust me.” He winked.



@ 8181pjh, @wannabe-weasley,  @flowerprincessofcryptids

Say You Love Me

Hey, so I wrote a lil’ UsUk oneshot. ^^ You can find it (and my other fanfics) on my Fanfiction account - AA Addict. Although, I did make that account when I was eleven meaning that most of its content is actual trash. I did a review of my first ever fanfic… I might post it here. I’m good at cringe reviews, but only when the cringe is my own cringe.

It’s 4,304 words, just to let ya know.

“Hey, Artie?”


“I love you.” 


“…Aren’t you ever gonna say it back?” 

Arthur slumped down into his chair, head in hands. Alfred F. Jones, his American boyfriend, had just stormed out of the apartment after an argument, leaving it feeling rather large, empty, and quiet. 

It was an argument over the stupidest of things. Honestly, who cared if Arthur had never uttered the words ‘I love you’? 

Alfred did, apparently. And to an extent, so did Arthur. 

The first time Alfred had declared his love was five months ago, after four months of dating. They had just come back from dinner at a swish restaurant, and after a round of sweet sex Alfred had blurted it out – ‘I think I love you’. He’d blushed, laid his head on Arthur’s chest so that they weren’t maintaining eye contact, then said in a bit of a whisper, ‘Actually, I definitely love you’. Arthur remembered feeling like he was higher than Cloud Nine, a giddy sensation arising within him and his heart pounding a million beats per minute. He didn’t like to admit it, but he was fairly certain he had abandonment issues (probably due to his past relationships), and hearing Alfred proclaim his love had given him full assurance that Alfred was the one

At that point, Arthur definitely loved Alfred too. He was happiest when with him, not to mention he felt safe and secure, even when they were doing completely wild activities such as skydiving and bungee-jumping. However, he just couldn’t say it. The words got stuck in his throat every time he tried to say them, he choked on them, his lips refused to allow them to form. He wanted so badly to say it, but failed whenever he tried. And so he only said words akin to ‘likewise’ in response to Alfred’s frequent declarations of love. He felt terrible whenever he did so, for Alfred’s sunny disposition would always become slightly clouded, but what could he do? Alfred had seemed to understand, until now. 

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Portal Fanfic Testing Maintenance Contest!

When I started working on Testing Maintenance I thought I would make an art contest of some kind when it was all finished, and now that it’s done and I have an idea of what I want to do, here it is! Actually, I’ve been wanting to do a contest in general for a while and this is was a good excuse to get one off the ground, so it all works out. <3

Here are the rules!

1: It won’t just be an art contest. You can submit creative writing works or even music, just as long as it’s something you have made that’s inspired from the Testing Maintenance fanfic.

2: You do not have to be following me to enter the contest.

3: I will be shipping prizes so you will have to be comfortable with giving me an address to send them off. If you are uncomfortable with giving me your address and you win a prize we can arrange something else!


Anyone who enters will also get a surprise participation’s prize.

 If you want to win one of these you must use #TestingMaintenanceContest so that I can find your submission or directly message me your submission with the hashtag

1st Place Winner: Companion Cube Messenger Bag and a colored drawing request. (Portal Themed)

2nd Place Winner: Companion Cube Keychain and a colored drawing request. (Portal Themed)

3rd Place Winner: A fully colored drawing request. (Portal Themed)

CONTEST END DATE: APRIL 22nd at Midnight PST (California USA time)

Make it hurt ( Then Kiss it better) (Yoongi a/b/o)

Chapter 2

I spent the weekend locked up inside my room. Jieun had gone home to visit her parents , so I could just lay off the suppressants, lock the door and spray scent markers all over the place before vegetating in my bed . I worked on my Biology paper , finished seven Chemistry experiments and equations and also finished a paper that wasn’t due for another month. 

It worked, in a way. I didn’t think about Min Yoongi more than half a dozen times and I only snapped the pencil in my hand twice. 

That Stupidly handsome, infuriatingly hot , and unfairly  polite Alpha jerk. 

Why couldn’t he just be a monster so I could hate him in peace without feeling  guilty  over how I‘d  treated him? 

But by Sunday afternoon , my guilt had intensified into genuine remorse and I decided that it was only fair that I apologize to him and properly thank him for what he’d done. 

And yet it took me three hours to actually bring myself to get dressed, slipping on a nice huge hoodie ( it was Seokjin’s) , a long skirt and my favorite sneakers. i looked like a beggar , i knew but I was comfy. 

A few subtle enquiries told me that Yoongi and his friends were in the huge grounds near the basketball court, probably smoking and having fun the way they usually did. Most of them were Alphas , so I grabbed my bottle of suppressants and chucked in four pills just to be on the safer side , before trudging out of my dorm and into the night. 

But when I reached there, i found that half the school was gathered around them. i elbowed my way to the front.

“Get up.” Kim Namjoon, another Senior growled , eyes blazing with fury as he stared down at the boy on the floor. He looked like he was about to kill him, and the amount of fury on his handsome face made me balk.

I hesitated, burrowing deeper in my hoodie as I stood in the second row of spectators , watching the brutality unfold in front of us. It was oddly disturbing, how absolutely ravenous the crowd looked for the bloody entertainment. They were all high schoolers but there was something very ancient in their gaze. A sort of bloodlust? Or the need to see someone suffer. For what, really?

They studied in the best school in the country : reserved for the richest elite. All of them wore the best clothes, carried the most expensive phones and drove the most fashionable cars. One would think, their thrill-seeking minds wouldn’t resort to watching innocent boys getting beaten into a pulp.

But one would be wrong.

Anytime one of  the three hotshots  decided to pick on a poor unfortunate kid, the students gathered at once. They cheered on the violent beatings and hooted in delirious frenzy.

Next toNamjoon, Yoongi and Hoseok stood with arms folded, Hoseok looking angry and Yoongi, unreadable as always. 

I swallowed nervously as I watched the three boys, standing over their cowering classmate. And honestly, I wouldn’t even be here if I hadn’t let my mouth and temper run away with me! 

Stupid, Stupid, Stupid.

“She told you she wasn’t interested!! So you molest her?!!! Are you fucking kidding me? ”  Kim Namjoon hissed , staring down at the boy with his intent to kill written clearly on his perfect features.

I grimaced as the boy whimpered in genuine fear.

“No…Joon Hyung it’s a misunderstanding, i didn’t…”

Namjoon’s boot connected solidly with the boy’s jaw cutting off his words and leaving a splatter of blood against the pristine white floor . I stared, sickened, before letting out a noise of disgust.

I hadn’t meant for it to be loud. But it was.

Min Yoongi glanced up sharply , eyes landing on me at once. I stumbled back in surprise and quickly burrowed deeper into my hoodie.

He hesitated before dragging his eyes up and down my body, lips curling softly and  I could feel nausea build up at the back of my throat. Why did it have to behim of all the damn people in the entirety of South Korea! Why did it have to be Min fucking Yoongi ?

He looked fit and smug , ash blonde hair falling into his eyes over the fabric of his head band, all angular features and sinful lips. He narrowed his eyes and smirked. And then he was sublty scenting the air and I felt completely creeped out and it stuck me that he likely could smell me. 

How? How could he when no one else could?!! 

Fuck, I was in so much trouble.

 Get out of here. Now is not the time to make apologies. 

I didn’t need to watch more. Pushing my hands further into my pockets, I slowly walked to the water fountain on the way to the dormitories. At times like this, I wished i had a family to run away to. I was a ward of the state, which meant that vacations or working days, weekends or weeknights, rain or shine, I’d be locked here in school. I didn’t mind. The place was sprawling and you could spend days just walking around , without meeting a single soul.

There was an unwritten rule in our chool : don’t ask Don’t tell. Don’t ask who’s sleeping with who . Don’t tell if you hook up with a guy. There were enough crammed places , hidden from view where the girls and guys could do … stuff. The management didn’t really mind : they got their fat paycheck courtesy of these spoiled brats and their trust funds. Why ruin a good thing, huh?

But the problem was, these guys thought every female with two legs and a working vagina was fair game. At first i was flattered that they wanted me. That every guy i met took a double take when he saw my face. 

But then i realized that most of them didn’t stop with the looking. They wanted to touch.  And so , it became a hassle that i couldn’t get rid of no matter what i did.

As I kept walking, I became aware of how dark it was. it was a little past seven now, and the lamps leading to my dorm were always shrouded by the trees. It had rained earlier and the sound of crickets, the stench of rotting vegetation and the dampness in the air made me want to hide.

 Yoongi standing there, looking at me and being able to sense my presence. 

I snorted at the thought of them. Every single one of them were nothing more than a group of glorified sadists. Rich, handsome with more cash than conscience. I didn’t like the fact that i’d registered on yet another bastard’s radar. Sighing, I clenched my fists.


I froze, my entire body going stiff at the unwelcome voice. it was Kris Wu. Another burly Alpha Senior with more looks than brains. He smelled like rotten fish and i wanted to puke. 

. Oh, God.

“What do you want?” I said without turning around, glancing quickly at the nearest building. at least twenty five yards away. Should i make a run for it?

“You .”

I shut my eyes in disgust. And then jumped when cold fingers circled my wrist, yanking me back till I hit a chest that was built like a wall.

“Let me go, you jerk.” I shoved him, hard.

Kris Wu looked less than apologetic as he grinned at me. Apparently while the others had been busy beating up a that guy, this one had come looking for fresh prey to feed on. He made my skin crawl. He pulled me closer and lightly swept my hair back before gripping my chin between his fingers.

“Not so fast. I asked you to come to my dorm last night. Defying orders now are we?” He glanced down at my lips and I pulled away. 

So he’d been the one to send that message. i got dozens of them. Come to my bed baby… Oppa’ll repay you well and good..

Disgusting creeps…

I clenched my fists and shoved him off. He gripped my wrists easily pinning me in place. Why the fuck were Alphas so tall and strong!! 

“Orders? I’m not your fucking whore. Go find some other slut to get your dick wet, you filthy bastard… ” I snarled, yanking my hand back again .

At least trying to . He did not let go.

“Aren’t you? Rumor has it that you prefer girls… is that it , babe? ” He sneered. I grinned.

“Are you telling me you’ve got a pussy instead of balls?” I shot back and his jaw tightened, eyes narrowing briefly.

“What a smart mouth… I’d love to see it wrapped around my cock. Maybe that will remove all the doubts you have about what’s between my legs.”

“I’ll tell you what should  be between your legs. Your fucking tail that’s what…” I shoved him again, this time putting more weight into it and he stumbled, just enough to let go of my wrists.

I didn’t think twice and ran quickly. But damn his long legs he was quick enough to wrap a hand around my ankle of all things, and i realized he’d straight up dived for me across the gravel path. I lost my footing and crashed down on the hard path, barely saving my face by throwing my palms out in front of me.

As it was the rough cement and gravel tore into my skin easily, ripping my palm and leaving burning bloody streaks of torn flesh. i swore, kicking out angrily while he crawled on top of me, straddling my body and pressing his erection into my stomach.

“I’m going to fuck you, one of these days but I want you to be willing. Why not save us both the trouble and just give in?” He sneered. I pushed my knee up and managed to get him off me.

“Get the fuck out of my face, you bastard…” I said furiously, moving to push past him. i stalk away in disgust. Jesus, i should have just bloody stayed in my room tonight!

I was almost at the entrance to the dorm , when the world exploded around me in sharp searing pain , my back hitting the wall next to the entrance with a smash that made my bones jar. I blinked in confused pain, trying to comprehend just happened.

. He had me pushed against the wall, one knee jammed between my thighs, his fingers buried in the hair at my nape, yanking my head back till i was staring right up at him. I’d never realized how tall he was before.

“You little whore…you think you can talk to me like that ??!! ” He screams into my face and I actually died a little on the inside. It’s never happened to me before, someone screaming into my face, and my mind struggled to comprehend what’s happening and how to make it stop. I struggled to get away from the wall that I’m caged into but he pushes in closer and there’s literally nowhere to move. He’s pressing into me so hard that it hurts.

“You’re out of your fucking mind if you think you can get away with this..” I gasp out and he yanks harder on my hair. A second later he was dragging me into the bushes, past the small clump of trees and into a small clearing, my hair still held in his thick fingers, the grip so strong that I’m already crying.

“It makes me sick that you keep rejecting me.  You little bitch , you act all high and mighty, like you own the world, like you’re so much better than us, like I’m not good enough for you…..You should be grateful that a guy like me even looks at you….” He spat out venomously and suddenly it makes sense.

“You’re a fucking coward! Only cowards use their strength against a woman you little- ” I stop when he pulls me back and rams me down into the ground.

“Fucking slut, you think you’re invincible….?? Bitches like you are only fit for one thing…. ” His breath was nauseating, mingled with alcohol and he kissed me sloppily, saliva dribbling down my chin as he all but slobbered over me.

And then he was doing something unbelievable, yanking his tie off from around his neck. It took me all of three seconds to comprehend what he’s doing but its too late.

i fumbled wildly for the  phone in my pocket but he grabbed it at once, throwing it hard into the bushes.

He pulled me up and flipped me around, grabbing both my wrists behind my back and tying my wrists together with his tie. I laughed in hysterical disbelief.

“You’ve been watching too many movies, Kris. Are you even thinking right now? If this gets out…”

“If this gets out, they’ll just say you’re trying to get attention. That Kris oppa would never do something like this. ” He said softly and I actually choked because it’s frighteningly true.

For the first time, genuine fear began to slip in.

“This is a fucking crime, you idiot! ” I said desperately. “ You could fucking go to prison for this!” 

Holy shit, was he that much of an idiot?!!

 I suddenly felt completely uncertain.

 I didn’t know what I would do if he raped me.

 What the hell did women do in these situations? Put up a fight? How..

“Because it’s what you’re good for…” He hissed into my neck, pushing me into the damp cement floor again. “ You should’ve come into my bed when i asked you to.”

I could feel myself go boneless in disbelief. There’s no reasoning with a man whose ego is threatened. I stayed still, heart pounding and then he flipped me around again, staring into my face.

“Tell me you want me, baby girl..” He said softly. Anger and disgust crawled up my spine and i felt physically sick.

I spat in his face.

He slapped me so hard my ears rang. I was stunned and disoriented, burning pain threatening to overwhelm me.

“That’s it you little bitch..Now you’re in for it…” He rasped out .

what happens next was sort of a blur.

He tried hard, really hard to get my legs apart but I didn’t give in, thrashing wildly and finally he grabbed my chin and pulled me close.  His grip on my cheekbones was so hard i knew there were going to be bruises . I expected him to punch me or something but then he was grabbing my hair and yanking me to my knees.

When your knees are weak and the floor’s a sharp jagged cement hell, digging into your already hurt and torn skin, and your hands are restrained, you honestly can’t get yourself to stand up.

Not when there’s a six foot guy gripping your hair and your chin, forcing your mouth open. He let go of my hair to unbuckle his belt and yank it out of the loops.

“Get off her.” A familiar voice said suddenly and Kris groaned, pushing off me roughly. I stumbled  back and tried to put as much space between him and I as possible, my palms burning.

I glanced up to find Namjoon, Yoongi and Hoseok slowly making their way over, jackets off and over their shoulders , pristine white shirts unbuttoned.

Kris and his crew were usually at loggerheads with these guys and obviously realizing that he was outnumbered, he quickly slinked away into the darkness before the boys reached the pale circle of light on the gravel path. It was almost fully dark now. I stayed kneeling, trying to catch my breath as they came closer.

“What is this?” Namjoon said boredly, eyes barely glancing at me before looking at his friends.

“She’s a junior, I think. Her name’s …. something. I don’t know.” Hoseok said with a little laugh and Yoongi just stood still staring down at me a mildly exasperated look on his face. 

“Who did you go and pick a fight with now? ” He said softly and I swallowed.

“Go to hell…. ” I said softly already wishing for death.

 If Kris was a devil , this guy looked like Lucifer himself. I didn’t want to run. That wouldn’t really end well.

“I’ve heard about her. Pretty face , potty mouth. Looks like dream and acts like a she-devil….. She’s nothing but trouble. ” Hoseok snapped and I took a deep breath.

 i was screwed.

Yoongi chuckled deeply.

“You’re being unfair, Hoseok-ah…i think she has her moments … but mostly i find her pretty … entertaining.” 

Staying perfectly still, i watched him come closer , finally stepping into the bright circle cast by the streetlamp. 

He looked  strapping and breathtakingly beautiful. 

Terrifyingly dangerous as he stared at me, his eyes fixed on my face. Something shifted in his gaze as he glaced down at my hand which i hadn’t even realized had begun shaking.

 He kept coming and i willed myself not to move. I didn’t want to act like he scared me. Which he didn’t . 

. He gently picked my hand up, his touch feather light, before turning my hand over, palm up. He stared at the bloody scratches and lightly traced one particularly deep cut. I shivered as he tugged on the tie around my wrists , loosening the knot and letting me out of the bounds.

My wrists ached as I held them up in front of me, my shoulder stinging from being pushed back for too long.

“Water.” He said calmly. I blinked.

“Excuse me?” I croaked. But then Hoseok pulled out a small water bottle from his backpack and handed it to him. 

Yoongi kept his gaze on my face as he uncapped the bottle before swiftly pouring the water on my palms and rubbing away the blood and gravel, making my hand sting agonizingly. I bit my lips to swallow the pain.

“Are you hurt? Did he touch you ? ” He said casually, continuing to wash my palm very gently… 

I shook my head.

“No, sunbae.”

He smiled.

“i’m going to tear his limbs off anyway.  ” He said casually, dropping my hand and holding his hand up for the next one.

The words terrified me more than anything else. 

I stepped back curling my hands into fists and shaking my head quickly. i stumbled up on shaky legs and moved back, still trembling from the nerves. He smirked and handed me the waterbottle instead.

“Get yourself cleaned up, Min Jung ssi….” He turned around and walked away. Namjoon gave me a curious glance, while  Hoseok stared at the waterbottle rather distastefully. i quickly rushed over and handed it to him and he shook his head.

“Keep it. Yoongi hyung will throw a fit if i take that thing back ” He said sulkily before moving away.

I stared after them for a while, not at all sure what had happened or why.

alright but why does no one write colorblind character AUs??? 

(note: i am not colorblind, a friend of mine who is was just telling me about some of the shit that’s happened to him)

  • you accidentally took my bag instead of yours and i don’t know your name so i yelled “YOU IN THE YELLOW SHIRT” but you didn’t respond so i yelled “HEY ASSHOLE” when i finally caught up with you… and apparently your shirt is red??
  • we’re doing a lab in chemistry with the “flame test” where you set an element on fire and we’re supposed to record what color the flame is, but i have no fucking clue what color it’s supposed to be so i’m copying your answers and now you think i’m trying to cheat
  • i thought this tomato was ripe but it’s actually green and you saw me take a bite out of it and whispered “hardcore”
  • if you ask me “what color is this” one more time i’m going to punch you out don’t think i won’t
  • did you know i can’t be a police officer in certain states??? like what the fuck i will fight the system and become a police officer goddamn it, my partner can record that the perp’s shirt was fucking purple
  • you’re too polite to tell me that the colors of my outfit clash horribly but the jokes on you because i actually know what colors they’re supposed to be (because there’s an app for that!) and i just like making your eyes bleed

actuallyaltaria  asked:

Can I just say how much I appreciate a "bad-x" style blog with entirely made-up content?! It's so much fun, and it means there's no creators out there getting mocked. I love this blog.

Thank you so much!! To be honest, one of my goals of this blog has always been to promote creativity in the fandom and stomp out any actual blog that makes fun of real fanfics. 

Eddic Poem

Scully knows this is a dream, that she’s lying in a bed at Bethesda Naval Hospital and not the supply closet of the Icy Cape compound but it feels so real. It feels like Mulder is actually pushing her against the wall, his cold fingers undoing her fly before shoving her pants to her knees.

The date is March fourteenth, nineteen ninety-five but in her mind, it’s two years in the past. She’s known Mulder for a while now but he’s still a mystery to her. There’s a space between them, a professional boundary that her abduction smashed and despite the fact he’s parting the lips of her cunt, she feels it. He may be preparing her for a bruising fuck but this is not personal.

Or maybe it’s just the worm in his neck.
In reality, Mulder was never infected but in Scully’s dream, a worm has taken residence in his spinal cord, turning him aggressive, primal. He takes her from behind. How appropriately animalistic.

The noises he makes as he pounds into her are disturbing. They’re not the sounds of a man in throes of coitus but those of a dying creature. He alternates between grunts, whines and moans while he paws at her breasts. Scully stays silent.

The waking part of her brain realizes sex this way is impossible. Mulder is too tall, he can’t fuck standing up without the assistance of a stool. The part that created this fever dream notices how alike Fantasy Mulder and Daniel are.
Scully tries to wiggle free but his hands fall to her hips and slams her hard against the wall.

“Don’t. Move.”

Even his voice sounds like Daniel’s. Clear and loud unlike Mulder’s husky mumbling. Real life Mulder would say something Freudian. Daniel, worm-infested Mulder grabs her neck.

Like second nature, her training from the academy kicks in. She shifts her weight and swings her elbow back, breaking Mulder’s hold. He staggers and she kicks him in the knee, sending him to the floor in a flail of limbs.

Scully can finally see the worm in his neck. It crawls beneath his dermis, moving upwards to his head guided by the notches of Mulder’s spine. She watches it wiggle its way underneath the c1 vertebrae.

Mulder’s angry face relaxes in an instant. In fact, his whole body—including his sphincters—go limp and he sags to the ground. His eyes cloud over and Scully, the forensic pathologist knows that her partner has just died.

She kneels beside him, the cold making her naked legs shiver and touches his chest. The last gasp of air trapped in his lungs leaks free in a tortured groan.


Scully startles from her reverie and the closet morphs into a hospital room, the wooden planks to off-white tile and the howling arctic storm to the beeping of monitors.

Worm-infested Mulder to radically aged Mulder.

He’s sitting next to her bed, arguing with a nurse. An IV is attached to his arm and when Scully tries to sit up, she realizes she has one too. The needle pinches when she moves.

“Hey there, Sleeping Princess,” Mulder says with a kiss to her wrinkled hand. He looks good after only a day of treatment. A few more rounds of potassium iodine and Prussian Blue should get him back to his handsome self.

“Beauty,” the nurse’s snaps. “It’s Sleeping Beauty.”

“Who the hell cares, Karen?” He leans in closer and whispers, “she kinda hates me because I won’t stay in bed but a man needs his freedom, y’know?”

Karen huffs and throws her hands in the air. “Fine but don’t sue me if you pass out and get a concussion.”

After she leaves, Scully chuckles and touches his cheek. Aging skin loses its elasticity and grows thin because of a process called elastosis. She watched the laugh lines on her mother’s face grow over the course of thirty years. Now she has the same chance with Mulder.

Oh, who is she kidding? This man will lead her to an early grave but it’s better to die early than alone.

That thinking is what makes Scully pull Mulder closer so she can peck his lips.
He cups her face in response, intent on deepening the kiss but their IVs tangle and Scully stops him.

“Later,” she promises.

“We already grew old together. Why wait?”

“Maybe I’d like to actually grow old and if you take out my IV, Karen might make that impossible.”

She didn’t say she wanted to grow old with him but it’s implied. She’s more dedicated to their partnership than she was to any of her past relationships.

He kisses her again, so gentle it almost hurts.


The Heat: Part Three

       Part One // Part Two                                                


You were hired on for the summer to help the Avengers after college, a job you considered to be the stepping stone into a lifetime career. Throughout the summer you find yourself in the crosshairs of Bucky Barnes, the only member of the team who vowed to hate you the day you moved in - or so you thought.

Word Count: 3,274

Notes: Cursing, Smut!! lots of it lol. sorry not sorry.

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Wow! So I can’t believe I’ve hit this milestone, but I hit 1000 followers this week! When I first started this blog I thought I would be lucky to get even 200. I am so excited and happy to share fandom with all of you beautiful and wonderful people!

I have gone from being mostly Mass Effect to mostly Star Wars to mostly GoT content so I feel pretty lucky to still have so many awesome mutuals from across fandom! To celebrate my milestone and all of you, I decided to list and say something nice about EVERY SINGLE ONE of my gorgeous mutuals!

I put a couple of my ultra-faves up top first to give my best fandom friends their time to shine. After that it is alphabetical, but just know that I love and adore all of you so, so much.

I just want to thank everyone, mutuals, followers, and blogs I follow, for making this blog what it is and allowing me to share my thoughts and emotions with all of you. I am so happy to be here :’)

P.S. I will probably do some sort of small gif or drabble giveaway as well sometime in the next couple of days so keep a lookout for that!

@sweetorganza MY BEST FRIEND ON TUMBLR! The love of my life. I am so grateful for our friendship. I sometimes sit back and think that if I hadn’t had the courage to share my embarrassing boatsex fic, we never would have met. Talking to you every day keeps me sane and I thank the old gods and the new for helping me find another sassy Scorpio Jonerys lover who supports my writing, makes me laugh, and reminds me of what’s important. You’re seriously one of my favorite people in the world Jenn and one day when we’re rich retired ladies we’ll travel the world together sipping wine and reflecting on the war for Jonerys in 2017 hahaha <3

@oadara The queen of Jonerys and Dany defense. One of the first Dany-positive and Jonerys-positive blogs I found. I am so lucky to know you, Yara. You’re smart, you are kind and respectful, and you tirelessly defend our faves and our ship in an ocean of negativity. I’m so glad I met you here on tumblr and am so grateful to share in this ship with you. Being mutuals with you is an honor :D

@angels-are-robots One of my best friends from tumblr. I love you Jeannie! Thank you for beta-ing my atrocious writing and being a good and supportive listener and friend. I hope you are having fun at Comic Con because I am literally dying of jealousy haha. Long live Spider-Man and Jonerys friends XD

@ellimomo One of the kindest and most positive people on tumblr. The queen of reaction gifs and Jonerys AUs. Always supporting me and cheering me on. You’re beautiful inside and out EJ and I love you so much. Thanks for being a good friend.

@annabelleebythesea You make the most amazing gifs and I am so grateful for them. You showed me so many Jonerys parallels that I hadn’t even thought of during Jonerys week last year! I am so glad to share this fandom with you, Tiffany, and every time you say something nice on my gifs it makes me so happy because I aspire to your skills! So glad we are mutuals <3

@luvd80s2 One of my best Jonerys friends! I love chatting with you about our faves and our love for 90s hunks and alternative music haha. Keep being wonderful!

@batfleckwaynes I love your content! You make the coolest gifs and edits and your blog shows the best stuff in the DCEU. Cool url too!

@bellarkes100 We share two controversial OTPs haha. I love Bellarke and I’m so glad to have you in the Jonerys fandom with us XD

@blackfyre-queen We have only been mutuals for a short time, but I am always happy to see notes from you! I love your beautiful icon and that URL—SO COOL!

@blackleias One of my favorite blogs. Epic mix of discourse and humor, and we both love Star Wars, GoT, and a lot of the same ships. You’re amazing.

@blue-roses-in-a-wall-of-ice You are the actual sweetest! And such a good writer. I will never stop being amazed that you’re a young whipper snapper, because you are wise beyond your years. You have a great future in writing ahead of you. I just know it. Your fics are a gift to our fandom!

@cataclismnoir A great blog! Thanks for supporting my content and loving Jonerys with me!

@clairelessly One of my favorite humans. We just became friends this year but already I feel so close to you and trust you so much. You make me smile all the time and I am so grateful that Alex worked with you so that we could meet. You’re a beautiful person in every single way. Oh, and Happy Birthday!

@daenerystubborn You make some of the most beautiful edits I’ve ever seen! I am such a big fan. And your blog is so beautiful omg.

@daisysy You make my blog feel so loved! I always love getting notes from you on my answers! And I love your blog too and your awesome icon. Long live Emilia love <3

@danykinkfic The official Jonerys stand-up comic. Makes me actually lol at least once a day. You writes great fanfic and are a good friend :)

@doublehex The king of snark. I can never tell how you really feel about anything but I know that most of the time it’s good haha. You’re a good writer, a fierce defender of Jonerys, and some I’m happy to share this fandom with. It turns out we don’t disagree on everything.

@dreamofspring My favorite GoT gif maker. I love your trademark style, your colorings, your fonts. You are the actual best. I am so honored that one of my favorite blogs ever follows me haha. And it always makes me happy when you share my content on one of the fandom blogs you’re a member of!

@elephantirrelephant One of the hottest women in the world. The queen of Hannibal discourse. A cinnamon roll of perfection.

@eliamartvll Okay I mean this when I say it—you are the nicest person I have met on this website haha. I have never seen a negative thing from you, only kindness and love for every person and ship in this fandom. You are a gift and ilysm.

@emison-evak New follower but I love love love your blog! You have the funniest and most excited reactions to Jonerys, just like me. I love reading your asks and answers :D

@fbdarkangel I never get to hear from you but I always love seeing you on my dash! We share a lot of the same fandoms and I am so happy we are mutuals!

@gendryatrash One of the nicest people I know. You leave nice comments on my embarrassing selfies and I am so blessed to know you haha. I love Gendrya and all of your Gendrya content. You’re amazing.

@gendryxaryatrash A great blog. I love your Gendrya content!

@gera-3-blog Weirdly enough the first time I saw the boatsex leak wasn’t even reddit. It was your blog with the flailing Kermit gif hahaha. I instantly followed you and then wrote my first Jonerys fanfic. I’m so glad we love BioWare and Jonerys together <3

@guileandgall Another one of my oldest and fave mutuals! Even though my content has changed so much I’m honored you still follow me. I love your writing and your BioWare stuff. You’re a great writer and a good friend and you’re always positive and nice to everyone!

@heylowday You make the cutests sort of fanfic/gifset hybrids for Jon and Dany and I love them! The one of Jon introducing Dany and Sansa was SO SWEET. I love them :D

@hileywwe Always able to make me laugh. A hardcore Jonerys defender and hilarious women I adore.

@i-likecalibrations We’ve been mutual so for long now! I hardly ever post Mass Effect anymore so I am so honored and grateful that you still follow me. I still love your blog!

@insomniarama Honestly one of my favorite people on my dash. You are the khaleesi of funny and interesting tags and like your descriptions says, you have some quality shitposts haha. Excited to watch your live blog of the episode tomorrow night XD

@jon-snuuu A fellow Jonerys lover and defender. I love sharing this fandom with you and you’re blog is wonderful!

@jonvalyrian Badass url and wonderful blog. I am a proud follower haha and love seeing notes from you on my content!

@junsnuh One of my fav mutuals. Thanks for always giving interesting input on my posts and also for giving me a laugh with that icon haha.

@jxlight Your art is so good and I miss it so much. Please make more Nat I miss you!

​ Such a nice person and great blog. Your blog title is very fitting for you because you seem to be a multi-shipper who treats EVERYONE with respect and kindness. It’s rare and I’m so glad we have kind souls like you in the fandom. Also it always makes my day when your reblog my mediocre gifs and tag it “beautiful edit.” You’re kind of the best <3

@khaleesiwhitewolf I love seeing the funny stuff you add in reblogs haha. Glad you love Jonerys with us <3

@ktwrites One of my first Jonerys mutuals! I love having you in the JonerysChat! You’re so friendly and kind and I love talking fandom with you!

@lightning—farron You’re awesome! I’ve seen your edits in the tag for months so I was thrilled to get a follower from you. Cool url, too! Love Final Fantasy.

@lindsattt My friend in real life. Spent too long in China so now I am sad. I miss you and hope I can see you for the wedding. Love you forever.

@lizstargaryen Such a sweetie! I love seeing your commentary on Jonerys and your side blog is great! So glad we have you in our ship.

@maitsiak Another one of my real-life friends who is trusted enough to see my trash side. I know nothing about K-Pop or K-Dramas but everything on your blog is adorable, as are you. I love you so very much. You’re an angel.

@misshoneywheeler The person I can go to when the wank is too much to bear haha. Thanks for tolerating me and providing pep talks sometimes. You write freaking amazing fics, too. Oh and I love your blog and all the beautiful people on it.

@mpaty1475 A Jonerys veteran! One of the first Jonerys blogs I followed. I love seeing your comments and kudos on my fanfic because I have a lot of respect for you. Thanks for following me :D

@mrsharington You’re so kind! I love seeing you on my dash and in my notes, and I love your delicious Kit content haha.

@msariayoureakiller The queen of my inbox hehe. I love getting asks from you. They are always so interesting and you give me such great ideas and valuable insights. And you do all of this as yourself instead of anon so I know who to thank for the awesome discussions. So grateful to have you as a follower!

@mudinyourlungs Idk how you got left off the first time! I am so sorry! But you know I love your blog and your analysis of Dany and Jon! You’re smart and you take no shit haha. I love it <3

@naerysv Thanks for doing so much for our fandom! I love our JonerysFics and JonerysOnline blogs so thanks for all you do! You’re the best! Your blog is so beautiful! I’ve been following for a long time and I am

@princessdany One of my fave blogs! Your edits are great and your blog is so cute. You’re the best <3

@repeat-script Love talking with you about Jonerys and sharing your love of Jon. You’re the best!

@sansastarkthequeen I really enjoy your blog :) I’ve read some really interesting metas/discussion AND you make cool edits. What’s not to love?

@seleya A quiet mutual but someone I still love to see on my dash and in my notes. Your blog is beautiful :)

@she-3p0 This is my real-life best friend guys. She never uses tumblr but I’m including her because she’s one of the most important people in my world, my maid of honor, my closest friend, and one of the only people from my real life who has access to my embarrassing fangirl side hahaha.

@sleeplessme Another Jonerys veteran! I can always count on you for the latest content and to defend and love Jonerys with me. You’re amazing Irina!

@soulisthirsty One of my fave mutuals. So funny and awesome, and you love The 100 and Vampire Knight with me! I love chatting with you and freaking out over fandom wank with you haha. Your blog is amazing. Stay wonderful!

@starsandskies Another one of my oldest mutuals! You have the best Dragon Age and Mass Effect content! Thanks for always tagging me in stuff and being so sweet and awesome. You’re so wonderful and I absolutely love your blog and you forever.

@stray-arrows I’m new to your blog but I really like it, especially your defense of Jon.

@tayl0crow I am so glad you still follow me after all this time haha. I know you’re mainly a J/S shipper so thank you for tolerating my constant Jonerys hype. Your blog is beautifiul!

@thatgirlnevershutsup I love your blog! You provide some much-needed humor to my dash and you always throw a like at my personal posts and other crap I think no one will care about haha. I love being mutuals with you :)

@thatryderasshole Your blog and icon are so funny. I’m glad you follow me even though my Mass Effect content is few and far between lately!

@thefairfleming My actual fave. Your blog is so lighthearted and fun. I can always count on you to bring some positivity when the fandom drama is too much. You also wrote one of my favorite Jonerys fics EVER. The best :’)

@thepathtovalhalla I love your blog! Great GoT content. Thank you for following me and supporting my content!

@thereddoorhouse Your blog is so beautiful! I love following you and I love your URL!

@tiramisu-with-dorianp We’ve been mutual for a long time and I’m so glad you still follow me even though I don’t post much gaming content lately. You’re so kind and your blog is amazing!

@truegodofthearena Awesome content creator with beautiful gifs! I love talking Jonerys with you! I feel like I’ve really made some awesome friends in this fandom and you’re one of them.

@trueloveforeverbeautyandthebeast One of my oldest mutuals! I love your beautiful blog! We share some of the same fandoms in addition to Jonerys and I love all of your content! You’re just wonderful and so kind to everyone. I love following you <3

@tudorstuart A real-life friend haha. I am so lucky you still follow this trash blog. Also embarrassed that you have access to my absolutely filthy fanfic. Oh well! Hahaha. Still the best professor I’ve ever had. I try to be like you as a teacher and I don’t think I could have had a better role model :’)

@unapologeticreylotrash I am so honored that you still follow me even though I am a primaril GOT blog which has nothing to do with ours haha. I love your Reylo content and your sense of humor. I hope we get some Reylo love in The Last Jed!

@valiantnedspreciouslittlegirl One of my top favorite GoT blogs. Your tags are always hilarious and your content is such high quality. And your writing! That Jonerys fic you wrote for the contest gave me LIFE. I love following you so much :D

@vorchagirl The first person I followed on this blog haha. I LOVE your Mass Effect content. Your love of Shenko made me love it even more and your fanfic is some of my favorite of all time. Your blog is amazing and your content is wonderful. I am so honored to be someone you follow after all this time and even though I have basically become a place for GoT discourse haha. You’re so cool Lena and such an awesome writer and person in general. I admire you so much.

Twenty-One: Part Fifteen (the second bit)

Part One | Part Fifteen (the first bit) | Part Fifteen (the second bit) | Part Sixteen |


Here goes.

I take a deep breath and imagine Emilia, stoney faced and miserable sat in her office as she watches the renovation works take place, I remember the promise I made to her that I had a plan, how happy I know she could be if this all works out, and I conjure back the confidence that so often lands me in trouble.

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Our Little Secret

Originally posted by imaginesparadise

“My dad’s onto you.”

“What do you mean?”

“What do you mean ‘what do I mean?’ I mean what I mean, now don’t I? He thinks I’m seeing someone.”

“He doesn’t know it’s me, does he?”


“Well he can’t find out it’s me.”

“He’ll kill you and me if he finds out I’m with the enemy.”

“Is there any chance it’ll bring the gangs together?”

“Not a chance. And he’ll stop at nothing until finds out something.”

“Make him think it’s not me.”

Until then, the conversation between you and John was smooth and natural. You didn’t miss a beat as you undressed yourself, shedding your garments one by one, John doing the same with with his suit. You stood in the room wearing only your undergarment, waiting for him to notice.

“If he knows it’s me-” his worries were forgotten when he saw you waiting for him and his jaw just about hit the floor.

“I don’t want to talk about it anymore John. It’s killing the mood.” You said, slipping the silk dress so you now stood before him in nothing.

He smirked, walking over and picking you up, wrapping your labs around his waist. You took his face in your hands, bringing him close so you could kiss him repeatedly.

Fuck it. Might as well have fun if we’re going to get caught right?” He said when he pulled away, causing you to laugh too as he flung you onto the bed.

“Who say’s we’re gonna get caught?” You purred, pulling him down to kiss you hard. He took over then, kissing you hungrily, his hands roaming your body. A moan caught in the back of your throats already, making him move back to look at you.

“Oh we’re gonna get caught.” He said, lifting your leg to his waists again as you giggled.

“My Dad’s not home so we just have to make sure to get you out before then.”

“Well I hope he’s gone for a long time.” He said, starting to go down on you again. The sex was incredible, but the fact that what you and John were doing because he was a Shelby and you a Crawford* was practically forbidden just increased the thrill of it all. John knew how to treat a woman, knew how to treat her right. He dominated your body with his, making his thrusts hard. After kissing your whole body and caressing your skin, he dived right on, making you buckle onto the pleasure that rushed through your body.

And you were good for him too. Your moved your hips the way he wanted, hands digging into the plump skin at your sides. He’s throw his head back in pleasure as your moans and screams only turned him on more. Soon the pace was fast and hard and the only way you could get through it was by being loud. Your high pitched helps continue to grow louder as you both got closer and closer to your highs.

But it was all cut short as the bedroom was thrown open, your father standing in the doorway with a rifle in his hand.

“Dad!” You shouted in horror as the gun now pointed at John. You sat up, pulling the sheets around you.

“Give me one Goddamn reason why I shouldn’t shoot this Gypsy filth.” Your father roared, pointing the gun at John.

“Because I don’t want blood on my carpet.”


“What?” They said unanimously, your father putting the gun down and John looking at you, puzzled.

You’re eyes flickered at John real quick before landing back on your father. “You get blood on it and you’ll be paying for a whole roomful of new carpet.” You said, moving out from under John.

“Y/n…what…” John started but stopped as the older man positioned his gun at John’s head again.

“What’s a Shelby doing in my house!” You’re father asked, obviously confused by the situation although it seemed quite obvious.

You gulped, trying to think of an excuse as John looked at you pleadingly. Never before had you seen him so hopeless, unable to defend himself, lacking the usual Peaky attitude. Maybe it was because of you, maybe it was because the enemy was now in the same room and the tension was growing with every second that passed in which the gun wasn’t fired, but it was the first time in your secret relationship you had seen John so vulnerable, so reliant on you, that you took it as a challenge.

You sighed, flailing your hands, putting on a show that got both of their attentions. “Alright, you caught me. I was sleeping with a Blinder-” your father’s low growl as your confession only solidified what he already knew to be true interrupted you for a second, but you weren’t done. “I was only sleeping with him to get information Dad.”

The room was completely silence, your words washing over them. Your father loosened his grip on his gun, finally letting it hang at his side while John looked at you with furrowed brows. You gave him a trying look, hoping he’d understand but you’re pretty sure he didn’t as worry settled over him.

You sighed. Not only was being the daughter of a gang leader hard enough, always having to dumb yourself down to get onto the men’s level. You forcefully pulled the sheet off the bed, causing John to lose his balance, as you wrapped it around yourself and walked closer to your dad.

“Do you really think I’d fall for Peaky scumb? You raised me better than that.”

You turned so your back was to John, unable to look at him when you spoke. The words were hurting you as much as they were hurting him but you powered through as your father looked at John again.

“Why him, huh? Why not the boss? Obviously I haven’t raised you well enough.” He said as an afterthought. Your breath hitched your throat then, knowing those words would anger John. And you were right as you heard him move to get up and defend your honor, but he couldn’t. Not now.

“Tommy woulda caught on. It would have never worked, but him,” you said, indicating John, but still not meeting his eye, “this one caved the second I showed him some skin. So just get out ‘cause you ruined this now. Please. I’ll talk to you later.” You said, finally able to push him out of your room, slamming the door behind him. You let a sigh of relief then, only opening your eyes when you heard the jingle of John’s belt as he fumbled with it. You spun around to see him angrily getting his clothes back on.

“John, what are you doing?”

“Fucking leaving. I understand when I’m not wanted.” He said, buttoning up his shirt.

You sighed, walking over and pulling on his arm, trying to get him to sit down and listen to you, but he yanked his arm away, working to put the his coat on. “I didn’t mean any of that. I could-”

“Couldn’t what? Admit to your father that you’re with me?” He said angrily, but you weren’t sure why. You were starting to grow angry now too.

“I just saved your life John.”

“Right.” He huffed, fully dressed now and walking towards the door.

“John, wait. Please. You know that’s not what I think of you. That’s not what I meant.”

“Seemed pretty convincing to me.”

“Are we really fighting about this right now?”

“Yes. I don’t like to be used.”

“I’m not using you. I hate my father, you know that. I wouldn’t tell him anything, even if I knew something.”

He stood with his back to you, hand hovering over the door knob. The room was silent, driving you crazy as you waited for him to say something.

He slowly turned to look at you, standing with the sheet still draped over your naked, glistening body. “Why’d you do it.”

“To convince my father that I don’t care about you so he won’t hurt you. The minute he knows I have feeling for you, he’ll not only use it against me, but he’ll actually kill you, I swear.”

“My men could stop him.”

“You know they can’t John. My father’s men are stronger than yours.”

“Ours are smarter.”

“John, it’s not a competition between you and him. I think I’ve made it very clear what side I’m on. Just trust me, I did what I needed to do.” You said, crossing the room to him, taking his hands and putting them on your waist as you stared up into his wavering eyes. “I love you, ok? And that means my father can never, ever, know that I actually like you. It’ll be our little secret.” You said, standing up to plant a simple kiss on his lips. “Now, walk out of here mad as hell, screaming your head off that you’re never coming back.” You smirked. “We gotta make it believable if we want this to work.”

i’m pleasantly surprised with how well this one turned out! liked it a lot! comment what you think !

Anon summary: In which Barry’s twin sister has a secret relationship with Leonard Snart a.k.a Captain Cold. Reader gets kidnapped and working together, Barry and Cold find the reader but would they be to late? Would Snart get a chance to tell the reader how he really feels?

Anon request: Hi! The reader is Barry’s meta twin sis. She and Cold secretly love each other but never admitted. One day a meta kidnaps her and Barry asks Cold’s help . He agrees. When finally Cold find her, she was tortured. He gets mad. He admits his feelings.

Warning: Bad words and evil/sick bad guy and it’s probably pretty dang long.


“Are you serious!? This is the third time this week you’ve bailed on our plans!”

“I know but if you just let me explain-”

“No, I don’t want to hear it Lenny. I get it, your work is more important then 

spending time with me..” You here a sigh on the other end of the phone.
“Y/N..I’ll make it up to you..I promise.” You hear your boyfriend on the other end say in a hushed tone, knowing that he’s probably around his Rogue friends.

You’re silent for a moment before giving in. “Fine..but if you try anything Leonard Snart I swear to God I will drown you.” You hear him let out a deep chuckle, knowing that he’s probably doing his world famous smirk.

“Looking forward to it. I’ll be seeing you.” And with that, the call ends. You huff, swearing under your breath before you hear someone coughing. You turn around to see your twin brother Barry Allen standing in the doorway. Yup, that’s right, you’re the twin to Barry Allen, also known as The Flash. Just like your brother, you gained your powers after the particle accelerator exploded. Unlike your brother, you weren’t in the comfort of your own home but skinny dipping in a lake that night with your friends. When you woke up you were in S.T.A.R. Labs, confused, scare, and soaking wet. And not in the way that you like. 

Without knowing it, you flooded all of S.T.A.R. labs in your panic. It took a few hours for you to calm down and realized that you were a matahuman.
“You can control water.” You remember your brother telling you while he also tells you that he is the fastest man alive. You were fine with controlling water, it seemed easy, but it wasn’t until Caitlin goes to hook the IV back in in your arm is when your whole arm turns into clear blue liquid. “I think we need to run a few more test..” Caitlin says in shock as you hold up your arm, looking right through it. “She can’t just control water. She is water. Her whole body can turn into it.” Harrison Wells, the man responsible for both you and Barry’s powers states as he rolls into the room which is where Cisco comes in and gives you the nickname Rain Woman. 

It took awhile but finally with the help of Caitlin, Cisco, and Wells, both you and Barry controlled your metahuman powers and started saving Central City. Which is how you met your secret boyfriend, Leonard Snart a.k.a Captain Cold. Thanks Cisco.

After a long argument, Barry finally let you come alone with him for the first time to stop a bank robbry. Both you and Barry arrived on the scene where Cold and Heatwave just finished robbing a bank, about to make off with millions on dollars until you and Barry show up in a flash.

“How many times are we going to have to go through this Snart?” Barry ask as Snart smirks. “Until you finally get the hint that I can’t be stopped. Mick!” Soon Mick jumps in, shooting from blazes of fire from his gun but before it can hit Barry, you use your water to put it out.

“Thanks.” Barry says, looking over at you. “I’ll take care of Snart. Can you handle Heatwave here?” He ask. You all but roll your eyes. “You’re putting water up against fire, of course I can handle him.” You reply back.

After you finish off with Mick, you turn to see Barry trapped under ice. “I gotta say kid, you’re getting good. But in the end, we both know who’s better.” Snart points his cold gun at Barry, ready to fire. 

Angry, you turn your whole body into water and launch yourself at Snart, knocking him down and disarming him.
After helping Barry up he quickly handcuffed Snart as you bring Mick over. 

“Thanks for that.” Barry says to you, holding his ribs. “Well well, it seems you got yourself a side-kick. Tell me sweet heart, how much does that pay?” Snart ask, you can already hear the sarcasm dripping. 

You clench your jaw about to start swearing but Barry stops you. “Listen Snart, we got you and you’re going straight to Iron Height where you’ll rot in a cell.” He says.

Snart looks up at your brother before replying. “Doubtful.” He soon turns his gaze to you. “Nice costume.” He states with a smirk. 

You cross your arm and let out a “Tch.” Before turning your head but you can help but form a little blush on your cheeks from the compliment. You were surprised when you found out Cisco made you a suit, even though Barry made it perfectly clear that he didn’t want you to come along with him on his missions. Cisco made your suit similar to Barry’s except that there isn’t a on your’s before a mask that covers over your eyes. Similar to the Black Canary’s. While your suit is a dark blue, Cisco designed the suit to change with you whenever you decided to turn into water. The big plus side for you was the fact that it showed off all your curves since it was so well fitted.

After the police finally come and take Snart and Mick way, you couldn’t help but shake the feeling that that wouldn’t be the last time you saw Snart and it turns out, you were right. Not long after you decided to go out on your own to stop a man who you thought was a metahuman but come to find out it was a very rich and very angry man who used a gun that shot out lighting. He used that same gun on you, even though it shouldn’t of had that much of an effect on you but it did since your whole body is made out of water. The man stands over you ready to fire. Just when you thought you were done for, the man freezes. Literally. With what little strength you had left, you look up, seeing a hooded man before passing out.

When you finally come too you find yourself on a dirty twin sized matter, sitting in your suit. You get up and let out a loud wince. “So you’re finally up.” You turn your head quickly, seeing Snart leaning against the door way with his arms crossed. 

You get up quickly but fall back down. “Why does my body feel like a ton of bricks?” You mumble, putting a hand on your dome.

“Probably because you were shot with a bolt of lightning.” Snart replies. 

“Where am I?” You ask, choosing to ignore Snart’s snarky remarks. Snart pushes himself off the wall, coming over to you. “My hide out.” You take a look around your surroundings before looking at Snart. “Aren’t you suppose to be in jail?” You ask while he crouches down in front of you. “I was but the food there wasn’t that good so I had to leave.” He replies and you can’t help but roll your eyes at his smart remarks.

You watch as he reaches for your hand which you quickly pull away. “Cool it. I’m just checking your arm.” He states, his voice calm and even. Look down at your arm, finally notice the cut on your arm wrapped up. “How did..”

“Don’t worry, I cleaned it out so you should be good.” Snart says as he gets back up, walking out of the room. You soon get up and follow behind him. “What happen?” You ask.

Snart walks over to a table where it looked like he was working on his cold gun. “Some guy was beating on you. I stepped in. Froze him. And brought you here.” He says. “You’re welcome by the way.” He tosses over his shoulder.

“ froze that guy? Why? I was suppose to catch him and bring him in.” You state but Snart just shrugs his shoulder. “That guy owed me money.” He simply replies before turning his attention back to his gun. 

You stare at him for moment before something finally clicked in your head. “So I’m guessing that metahuman I fought a week ago owed you money too? Or how about the the one the week before that? Have you been secretly helping me out Snart?” You ask.

Snart leans his head back and sighs. “Congratulations, you solved the case. You can go now.” He shoo’s you off but you stand your ground. “Why have you been helping me Snart?” You ask again but get no reply. You sigh to yourself, figuring you won’t get anything else out of him but you can’t help but smile to yourself. The one who’s been looking out for you while you secretly track down metahumans was none other than Leonard Snart himself.

“You know, if you wanted to be apart of team Flash so badly, all you had to do was ask.” You say with a smirk, teasing a bit. You notice as he straighten his back and you realized just how tall he is. “Thanks for the offer but I think I’m going to pass.” He says sarcastically turning around and looking at you. He leans back on the table and crosses his arms.

“So now what?” You ask, not sure why you’re asking him in that in the first place. Leonard shrugs his shoulders again. “Now? You go back to your little friends and forget this ever happen.”

Your shoulders drop a little at his answer. “I can’t forget that you’ve saved me life tonight. More than once actually.” You say. “I owe you Snart.”

He looks at you for a moment, silence coming over both of you. You notice how his eyes dances over your body quickly before returning to yours. “I’ll take you back home.” He says as he grabs his coat, keys and helmet. You stare for a moment before following behind him while he gets on his motorcycle. “Put this on.” He thrust the helmet to you and put it on before getting on the bike. The bike roars to life and soon your leaving out from the ware house, holding on for dare life as he speeds through the streets.

He makes it back to your apartment building and you don’t even bother asking him how he knows where you live. “Thanks.” You say softly while you climb off the bike, handing Snart back his helmet. Just as you’re about to turn to leave his voice stops you. “Actually, you can repay me your favor by going out with me.” He says.

You stare at him for a moment. “Like a date?” He shrugs, something that you notice he does a lot. “Call it what you want. Just be ready tomorrow night at 8." 

Before you give him a clear answer he’s already taking off. You know you’re suppose to be pissed from his boldness but you find yourself smiling while you make your way inside your home.

When the next night comes, you didn’t expect him to show up but he did. Right on time. You felt a little over dressed when you took you to a seedy looking bar. "I wish you would of told me where we were going.” You says, looking up at him. He just give you a smirk, looking down at your white dress that goes above your knees, showing a little bit on cleavage. “Don’t worry. I actually like it.” He states, his hand on your lower back as he guided you threw the crowed bar.

Needless to say, you didn’t expect yourself to have as good of a time with Leonard Snart but he surprised you that night. All though he is a criminal and tends to rob and steal from people from time to time. He’s actually a gentleman. 

Even when you had a bit too much to drink, he didn’t try anything, even though you wanted to and you knew, once you stepped foot out of that bar, you were going to have your way with Leonard Snart and by damn it he’s going to love it.
Once back at your place you didn’t hold back and soon enough he followed suit. Let’s just say you didn’t get much sleep that night but you still skipped into S.T.A.R. labs, grinning from ear to ear. And as they say, the rest was history.

Both you and Snart would meet up in secret. It was your idea to keep the relationship you were having with him since your brother is the Flash and wouldn’t hesitate to lock Snart up in the pipeline. Plus, Snart thought it would be best since he didn’t want to Rogues to find out. You’ve been with Leonard Snart for over 8 months and you didn’t know it but you were falling for him. Hard. You liked the times you’ve spent with Lenny. You found his sarcasm funny and his confidence and cockiness to be extremely sexy. And he had every right to be cocky. The man was the closest thing to a sex god you can get in the bedroom so it didn’t surprise you that Leonard Snart loved rough sex and dirty talk.

And that’s what you were hoping for tonight since you had a date night with Lenny but once again, he bailed. Was he really robbing people or was he seeing someone else? ‘God I hope he’s actually robbing someone..’

You quickly shake your head. 'What the hell is wrong with me!?’

“Y/N, hey are you alright?” Barry ask. You quickly turn to your twin brother. “Yeah I’m fine, some plans I had for tonight fell through.” You say. 

Barry nods his head. “Well that sucks but, we are having a movie night at Cisco’s. You’re more than welcome to come since you’re not doing anything tonight.”

You chew on your lip before thinking. 'Screw it, if Lenny can go out and have fun, why should I stay up waiting for him?’ “Yeah sure I’ll come, let me just stop by my place to grab a few movies.” You say with a smile.  

“Actually, I’ll take you there.” Barry says, turning around and squatting a little. “I’ll give you a piggy back ride, just like old times.” He state. You laugh to yourself before hopping on. In a matter of seconds you’re at your apartment. 

“While you get the movies I’ll run and get some snacks.” Barry says before taking off.

You make it inside your place, grabbing a small bag before you look for some movies. You hear your front door opening thinking that it’s Barry.
“Hey Barr, do you think I should The Strangers? I know Caitlin isn’t a huge fan of scary movies but it’s such a good movie.” You say, about to turn around when you feel a large hand covering over your mouth. You start to struggle against the stranger, ready to use your powers when you feel a jolt of lighting going through you. You fall out on the floor, your body shaking. The tall figure looks down at you. “Hello Y/N, we have a lot to talk about.”
Before you can respond, the figure gives you a strong kick to the face, knocking you out cold.

Barry makes it back to your apartment, heading up and about to knock when he sees the door cracked. “Y/N” He calls out, looking in. He uses his quick speed to look around room through room before coming back into the living only to find your purse and phone laid out on the floor. Just as Barry was about to rush out Snart appears in the doorway of your apartment.



“What are you doing here?” Barry ask, looking Snart up and down, noticing the bag of your favorite carry-out.

“I could ask you the same question kid.” Snart replies as Barry stand up. “This is my sister’s house. I can be here whenever I want. So what are you doing here Snart?” Barry ask again.

Snart shrugs his shoulders. “I’m here to visit a friend.” He states the sarcasm dripping from his lips. 

Barry groans before grabbing your phone. “I don’t have time for this.” Barry quickly dials Cisco off his phone and begins pacing. “Cisco, somethings happen, Y/N isn’t here…I don’t know I went to go get snacks and when I came back she was gone..okay..I’ll be there in a bit..” Barry hangs up the call, about to take off when Snart stops him.

“What happen?” He ask and Barry looks at him before sighing. “My sister, she’s missing.” Barry says, he notice something flash in Snart eyes but it’s gone as quickly as it came. “I’m coming with.” Snart states quickly before walking out.

Back at S.T.A.R. lab both Cisco and Caitlin are eyeing Captain Cold as he leans against the wall, his arms crossed as he thinks.

“Okay..soooo..are we just not going to say anything about Captain Cold just chilling in our lab?” Cisco ask, looking over at Barry.

“For some reason Snart wants to help.” Barry state, pacing back and forth. 

Cisco looks between Barry and Snart, and then at Caitlin. “And why is that?”

Before Barry can answer, Snart speaks up. “Because, I know this city like the back of my hand and plus…I owe Barry the favor. So, instead of worrying about why I’m here, you should be looking for Y/N.” Snart says before taking a deep breath.

Barry look at Snart in suspicion before talking. “Okay, try hacking into the cities camera’s and see if you notice anyone weird hanging around Y/N place.”

“Already on it. I got the camera feeds from the last two weeks up and ready.” Cisco says before pressing play. Cisco fast forwards through the feeds before stopping. “Okay, I think I got something.” Everyone comes and gathers around as the shows you walking up to your apartment building, your arm wrapped around Leonard’s before pulling back as you kiss each other passionately. 

Cisco, Caitlin, and Barry both turn around and look at him.
Snart holds his hands up. “Now listen Bar-” before he can finish his sentence, Barry already has Snart by his collar.

“You son of a bitch! What do you think you’re doing with my sister huh? She’s not just some play thing, she’s a person!!” Barry yells but Caitlin soon steps in. 

“Barry relax, we have bigger things to worry about. Like finding Y/N” She says, looking between you and Snart.

Slowly, Barry lets him go. “This isn’t over.” He says in a low tone before stepping back. Snart fix his parka before standing up straight, still as cool, calm, and collected as always.

Yo, I think I found something.” Says Cisco. Everyone rushes back over as he pauses the video. “See that guy right there? In every video that is there, like he was watching Y/N.”

Barry turns to look over at Snart. “Do you know that guy?”
Snart shakes his head, his focus fully on the computer screen. “No. Never met the guy.”

“Let me try to pull up his face here.” Caitlin goes to work on her own computer. “Got it. His name is Elliot Freed. His father name is Anthony Freed who’s body was found a couple of months ago. Frozen.” Everyone turns to look at Snart to which he replies with a simple shrug.

“Since his fathers death, Elliot just seemed to go ghost. No news or anything on him.” Caitlin says. “Wait, Anthony Freed? Wasn’t he that guy who went mad trying to kill people with that lightning gun? We’ve been looking for that guy forever.” Cisco says.

“I handled him.” Snart says. “Y/N went out on her own to try and stop him but she couldn’t. So I stepped in.” He states.

“Here we go. Anthony owned a lot of warehouses on the east side of the city. Maybe Elliot took her to one of those.” Caitlin says, looking at Barry. Barry nods his head and quickly takes off with Snart right behind him.

While Leonard and team Flash work on looking for you, your torture has just ended again. You find yourself handcuffed and thrown back in your cell. Your plaid skirt and stockings ripped while your shirt has long gone been ripped off, only leaving you in your bra as your body begins to shake from not only the cold hard floor but from the pain shooting through your body.

“What’s wrong? You seem a bit ruffled.” A voice from the other side of the cell speaks. You can hear the taunting in his voice but you refuse to show him any signs of weakness. 

“You know, I’ve been watch you Y/N.  And at first, all I wanted to do was rip your head off but then I started watching you closer and closer. Seeing how you’re always surrounded by your friends, how you always order out on Sundays, how you always have your headphones in, the way you smile and laugh at your phone. The way you take the same route to your job and I’m not talking your real one either.” He chuckles in a low voice. “But my favorite of all is watch you and your little boyfriend making love.”

You feel your breathing stop for a second as you slowly turn your head towards the man, Elliot Freed. He sends a wide sicking grin. “That’s right. I’ve been watching and I much admit, I’m not normally the jealous type but watch him..have his way with you really, ticked me off. Maybe once I’m done breaking that pride of yours maybe I’ll have my way with too. Who knows, maybe sooner than later.”

You begin to shake, not from fear but from anger. “As..shole..” You mumble. “You’re just a sick asshole!” You yell loudly. “I swear, once I get out of here I’m..”

“You’ll what? Kill me? Honestly I was hoping for your brother Barry to show up but I’m more leaning towards Leonard Snart. After all, he was the one who killed my father.” Elliot says, looking at you.

You cock your head back before spitting at him.“You won’t lay a finger on either of them!” You say through your clenched teeth. Elliot steps back, whipping his face with an evil laugh before firing you again with his lightning gun. Knocking you back onto the ground. 

“Looks like you haven’t learned your lesson yet.” He states, opening the cell doors and dragging your out by your hair.

It doesn’t take him long before he has your hanging on a chain through your handcuffs, your feet barely touching the ground. “You know, my father was a good man.” Elliot beings, rolling his sleeves.

“Your father killed people. He was a monster.” You say back, groaning a little from the strain on your arms. Before you knew it, Elliot punches you hard in the stomach, causing you to spit up your own blood.

“My father was a good man. You people are the monsters!!” He states, giving you another hit to the gut. “You..metahumans..using your powers to rob..*punch* steal..*punch* kill!”

You cry out loudly as he continues his beating on you, feeling yourself blackout but the feeling of a bolt of lightning jolting through your body brings you back. “I’m not done with you yet.” Elliot states. Before he can deliver another blow, the door to the warehouse bust open both Barry and Snart there.

“Y/N!” Barry calls out as you turn your head a little, a smile forming on your face. “Barry..” You were happy to see your brother there to save you but even more happy that Snart came.

“Let her go Elliot!” Barry yells but Elliot just huffs, giving you a little push which causes your cry out in pain. “Why? We were just about to have some more fun.” He says with a smirk.

Barry clenches his jaw, ready to charge head first when Snart puts a hand on his shoulder. “Relax Barry. You gotta’ stay cool.” Snart says in a hush tone.

Elliot takes that moment to grab his gun, ready to fire. “Enough with the talking. I’ll kill both of you right here, right now!” He yells. Barry soon charges towards him but Elliot draws his gun and fires. Shooting Barry ten times more lightning than the one that hit him. The lightning knocks him back. “Barry!” You call out in worry.

“Alright, I think you need to cool it little brat.” You hear Snart says, pointing his cold gun at Elliot but he quickly turns his gun towards you, pressing the cold metal against your bruised skin causing you to wince out in pain.

“No, I think you should.” Elliot says, eyeing Snart. “Now drop your gun and kick it over here.” Leonard looks over at you, seeing you shaking makes his jaw clench. “Now, or I’ll blast this bitch with a thousand bolt charge and have you picking up pieces of her!!”

Sighing, Leonard drops his gun and kicks it over towards him. “Good.” Elliot states simply before picking up the cold gun and firing it at Snart, knocking him back as well.

“Lenny!!” You scream out in a panic, watch your boyfriend clenching his stomach while Elliot laughs loudly. “You were the one who killed my father so it’s only right that you kill you the same way.”

You notice Barry quickly getting and running out of the building at full speed as Elliot walks over towards Snart pointing the cold gun right at him. You cry, begging and pleading for him to stop. Just when he’s about to fire, Barry runs in at full speed with a punch, sending Elliot flying into a table and knocking him out.

“Are you alright?” Barry ask, helping Snart up. “Peachy.” He replies dryly as he holds his stomach. Barry quickly rushes over to you and lets you down. As soon as he takes off the handcuff you throw your arms around your brother. “Thank you Barry. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.” You cry. Barry returns the hug while trying to calm you down as he notice you’re still shaking.

“Snart, let me use your jacket.” Barry turns behind him only to find Snart gone. It only takes him a matter of seconds before hearing Elliot pleads to know where he is.

“Please don’t hurt me. I’m sorry I swear.” Snart grabs Elliot up by the collar, cocking his fist back and landing a soild punch into his face. Over and over again.

“Snart stop!” Barry yells as you turn to watch, the look of pure rage on his face was something you’ve never seen before. Barry runs over quickly, stopping Leonard before he kills Elliot. 

“It’s alright, Y/N safe.” Barry whispers. Leonard and looks over at you, seeing you staring at him with wide eyes.

While Barry handles Elliot, Leonard comes over to you, taking off his jacket and placing it over your shoulders. Without saying a word you quickly wrap your arms around him, holding on for dear life. Although he’s hurting, he still wraps his arms around you to pull you closer while you sob in his chest.

It doesn’t take long before Cisco and Caitlin show up with the van. Taking everyone back to S.T.A.R. labs. Caitlin helps you change and attend to your wounds. After that, you and the rest of the Flash team, plus Snart, go down to the pipeline where Elliot is locked up in. He soon wakes up and start beating on the thick glass.

“When I get out of here, you’re all going to be sorry. You hear me! The League is watching. They’re always watching and soon you’re all going to be dead!!” Elliot yells but Cisco closed the door on that one.

“Wow, can you say American Pyscho for that guy.” He says while you all head back. Barry quickly stops Snart, who has his arm around your waist making you stop as well.

“Look, I don’t know what’s going on between you two but-” before he can finish Leonard cuts him off.

“Save it kid. I’m not really in the mood right now.” He says firmly, the sarcasm not lost from his voice.

“I wasn’t talking to you Snart.” Barry fires back. Both of them staring each other down before you finally speak up. 

“Listen guys, I’m tired, I’m hungry, and I got a massive headache. The last thing I need is for the two of you fighting.” You state, looking between the two of them. “Barry, I will call you in the morning and talk to you but until then can you just leave it alone?” You look at you brother before he sighs. “Sure. I’ll check in with you to make sure you make it home safe.”

“Don’t bother. She’ll be with me.” Snart says. Before they start up again, you grab Leonard hand and leave out of S.T.A.R. labs. Leonard takes you back to his studio apartment that you’ve been too plenty of times. And for a criminal, Leonard is actually a very clean man and on top of take he can make a mean grilled cheese sandwich.

Once you’re both done eating, Leonard takes you to his bedroom where you take a shower and once you get out, you change into one of his shirts. You see Leonard already in a pair of grey sweatpants, shirtless. Minus the gauze wrapped around his stomach.

You make your way to his bed, feeling his eyes on you as you get in under the blanket. Leonard soon follows suit, turning off the lamp and getting under the blankets, pulling you closer to his side. You’re both silent, laying in the darkness before you speak up. 


“Hm?” You’re surprised that he answer so quickly since you figured he’d be asleep by now. You rest your head on his chest, your fingers light moving over his stomach just above his wound.

“What did you think Elliot meant when he said the League is watching? Should I be worried?” You ask softly. You feel Leonard pulling you closer to his side before speaking.

“I don’t know but you shouldn’t worry about whatever that psycho was saying. He was just trying to scare you.” He says as you feel his finger caressing your hair.

You’re both silent again and you close your eyes, glad to be back home with the man you love. Love? Wait, what?

“Y/N?” Leonards voice soon breaks you out of your thoughts. “Yeah?” You answer back.

Leonard is silent again for a moment, his silence cause you to lean you head up and look at him a little. “He didn’t do anything to you, did he?” He ask. You stare at him for a moment, trying to register his question but realizing what he’s asking.

“No…he didn’t.” You hear Leonard let out a sigh before pulling you back down towards him. You snuggle in closely to him before hearing him speak again. 

“Y/N, I need to tell you something..” He says in a calm voice.

“Wow Lenny, you’re more talkative that normal.” You reply with a small smile. Leonard turns on his side, facing you. Both of you eye to eye as you notice the serious expression on his face.

“Listen, this isn’t normally my style and don’t you dare start getting used to me pouring out my feelings.” He states boldly. You can’t help but roll your eyes. “Get on with it Lenny.”

Leonard takes a deep breath before replying. “I love you Y/N, I have from the moment I met you but I didn’t know it until I found you tonight. I’ve never been so scared in my life that I might lose you but I won’t. I’ll be by your side no matter what, so sorry but it’s gonna’ take a lot more than some rich kid with a fancy gun to keep me away from you.” And with that, Snart rolls back over on his back, his arms crossed over his chest.

You stare at him in shock, not sure what to say back to that bold confession but soon you find yourself giggling, which soon turns into a laugh. “Are you laughing at me?” Leonard ask but you shake your head. “No, no I’m not.” You say, still giggling before cup his face, leaning in and kissing him on the lips passionately.

“I love you too you big jerk.” You whisper back against his lips. You feel him smiling against your lips before kissing you back. “Good, because that’ll be bothersome if you didn’t feel the same way.” Leonard says as you both lay back, letting him be the big spoon.

“Get some rest. I’ll be here right by you.” Leonard whispers in your ear but you’re already falling asleep in the man of your dreams arms.

But you can’t help but shake the feeling that you and Leonard were being watched. Little did you know, you were right.


And that ones done. Sorry if it’s a little to long, I tend to write out to much from time to time. I would of added some smut but I wasn’t so sure if you wanted it or not but I do hope you like it and I left it with a cliff hanger!!! *insert evil laugh*

anonymous asked:

hey since you're a kookmin blog can you rec me fanfics to read about them?? (if you read fanfics ofc lol)

i read a lot of fanfics… a lot. i didn’t wanna make this long so i tried to choose my favs but i actually have more than 200 bookmarks on ao3 lol so i can rec a lot more if you want!!

riptide by peppermint_wind

don’t think, don’t speak, just smile for me by Ragi

white t-shirt and brown timberlands by Rose_gold715

constraint by Harlot

formal absences of precious things by pettey

track one: I love you by dalliancee

figuring it out as we go by peppermint_wind

your body is a place to stay by jonghyunslisterine

before I fall by riinkuun (corporalrin)

red string of fate by snowflakechim

In Defense of Shinoa Hiiragi

Okay, I love Shinoa! But I do not like Yuunoa. You CAN like two characters and not ship them. IMHO. 

Anyways, here’s the reasons why she’s hated:

annoying, gets in the way of Mikayuu, Mary- Sue, useless, having feelings for Yuu


The picture says it all. I think she’s ADORABLE!

Gets in the way of Mikayuu

Originally posted by icicesttouslesjoursmercredi

Look, I may be a die-hard Mikayuu fan, but that does NOT make me a Shinoa hater. She’s awesome, AF! And please, for fuck’s sake, QUIT HATING A CHARACTER OVER YOUR OTP!


Really? Character you hate =/= Mary Sue, unless that character happens to be Bella Swan or Anastasia Steele. Anyways, Shinoa is NOT a Mary Sue since she lost her sister at such a young age and feels no sorrow for others, whatsoever. Not to mention that she’s often teased for her short height, wants bigger chests, according to the fanbook, and is not the best at cooking. And she doesn’t know what a sibling’s love feels like, sadly. So instead of pointing out what a Mary Sue she is for her good characteristics, look at her flaws instead. 


How? More like BADASS! This girl basically:

Protected Mika so he and Yuu could escape

Tried to help Yuu get out of demon state by hugging him

Tutored some newer recruits on how to use the pills they take

Beat up Kimizuki and Yuu for picking on her short height and being the driver

Is basically the leader of her squad and tells them what to do and how they should and shouldn’t fight

And more things…

Having feelings for Yuu

I admit, that’s stupid in her character. I hope Kagami doesn’t pair her up with Yuu since that would be queerbaiting. Not to mention that he’d lose BILLIONS of fans and be labeled as a homophobe. And if he does, then the anime should fix it up and make Mikayuu canon. Besides, it’s only his 3rd work, who know what he’ll do. If he makes Yuunoa canon, I’ll just stop reading the manga and still look at Mikayuu fanfics, fan art, and au, then wait and see if the anime makes them a couple. Oh, and to all you Yuunoa shippers out there, I respect your opinion. I’m a Mikayuu fan but I don’t care if you ship Yuunoa. People can ship what they want and they shouldn’t be bashed over it. I just wish people would understand that in fandoms. 

In conclusion, I don’t think Shinoa is a bad character, even though I’m a Mikayuu shipper. She’s actually my FAVORITE female ONS character and I love her to death! 

Originally posted by stoneheartedgiant

title: bad communication

rating: t

pairing: klance

tags: angst and fluff, miscommunication, getting together, blue perpetually knows whats up and lance almost dies but truly what else is new lmao


“Can we, like, stop speaking in code now actually, because I’m not anymore certain than I was two minutes ago that we’re talking about the same thing and I just want to know if you’re saying you like me back or if I just maybe read way too much into this entire conversation and made that part up?”

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