you can actually see how relieved he is

Dean can be a stubborn jerk sometimes.

Sam has been growing up with that since he’s able to remember and though his mighty weapon, the powerful puppy dog look, proved to be successful occasionally, Dean’s an insistent pighead more often than not. It’s a beloved Winchester trait he liked to nurse for a very long time.

But, thankfully, somewhere along the way Castiel showed up and turned Dean into a compliant puddle of goo almost instantly.

Because his dear big brother is obviously incapable of saying no to those big, blue angel eyes.

A very helpful turn of events, that’s for sure.

So when Sam finds himself in need of an agreeable Dean, he just goes straight to Castiel.

“Cas, I need your help,” he says one day. “I have a favor to ask of Dean and, well …”

“I see.” Castiel grabs a cup of coffee and studies Sam intently. “How can I be of assistance?”

Sam smiles relieved. Castiel’s easy acceptance is always something to cherish. “Well, it’s kinda big, I’ve gotta confess –”

Castiel nods like he totally understands. “You want a dog.”

Sam blinks a few times, staring at the angel. “Uh …”

Actually he just wanted to borrow the Impala for about a week (or maybe a bit longer) to visit some libraries high up north, but this … this is way too important to simply wave it off. “Why … why would you think that?”

Castiel tilts his head. “Because of the way you always look at dog owners playing with their pets in the park. It’s the same face Dean makes when he’s seeing a pie he can’t have.”

Sam ducks his head. He’s apparently been way to obvious if even an angel still learning human mannerisms is able to call him out.

“Well, yeah …” he mumbles.

Castiel straightens his back. “I will talk to Dean.”

Sam casts him an incredulous look. “You … you seriously think you could get me a dog?”

“Of course,” Castiel states simply, sipping his coffee and looking freaking confident.

Sam snorts at that. “Sorry, man,” he counters. “But even you can’t bring Dean to get us a dog!”

Castiel raises an eyebrow, the “Is that a challenge?” clear as day.

“Okay, fine,” Sam concedes, chuckling. “Show me what you got! Perform a fucking miracle!”

Castiel takes a last gulp and then marches out of the room like a man on a mission, calling Dean’s name.

And just five minutes later Dean drops onto the chair across from Sam, looking a bit rumpled and dazed, before eventually clearing his throat in a very melodramatic fashion. “Okay, bitch, listen up!” he announces in his bossy you’re-not-allowed-to-contradict-me voice. “There are a lot of things to discuss before we’re getting that stupid dog, you hear me?”

And while Dean keeps talking about rules and restrictions, Sam can’t do anything else than gape at Castiel who is standing just behind Dean, smirking and mouthing “You’re welcome!”.


Park Jihoon Mafia AU

warnings: sexual harassment, mentions of shock/panic/anxiety

  • everyone in your high school knows who park jihoon is
  • he doesn’t have ANY friends at school and he never talks to anyone
  • people say that they’ve seen him get into fancy black foreign cars after school 
  • and this guy in your homeroom swears he saw tattoos on jihoon one time when they were changing for gym
  • and of course, the rumors conclude that he must be part of 101, a notorious gang in your town
  • you choose to just ignore these rumors, opting for not judging him
  • when the new semester in school begins, he’s assigned as your deskmate
  • you’re a bit intimidated by all the rumors and how he never talks, but you decide to ignore it
  • he just stares out of the window the whole day or checks his phone
  • one day he gets a message and obviously panics
  • during lunch you’re getting something out of your locker when he comes up to you
  • “(y/n), can you cover for me? an emergency came up.”
  • you were surprised that he was even talking to you, but you nodded
  • “(y/n), where did park jihoon go? is he skipping school?”
  • “no, teacher, he felt sick and had to go home.”
  • the next morning, you see him and send him a thumbs up
  • “thanks.”
  • you still try not to be intimidated by how short with words he is
  • you have cram school that goes pretty late into the night, so you often have to take the bus home at 11 or even midnight
  • one night, you’re leaving at 11 when you realize a group of guys is following you
  • they start saying stuff to you, so you tell them to leave you alone and duck into a convenience store
  • you just purchase a pack of gum or something random, waiting for them to leave
  • and you don’t realize it, but jihoon sees you and notices how uncomfortable and scared you look
  • you leave the convenience store and continue walking and get to your bus stop + board quickly
  • and you realize the guys from earlier are also on the bus
  • you want to get off, but the bus already left the stop
  • you take a seat towards the front and try to just ignore them but one of them comes and sits down next to you
  • “hey baby, why don’t you come home with me tonight?”
  • “i asked you to please leave me alone”
  • “ay, don’t play hard to get, babe”
  • suddenly someone’s punching the guy
  • “she told you to leave her alone, punk”
  • jihoon yanks the guy away, glaring at him
  • the bus driver is like uM is everything okay?
  • jihoon reassures him that nothing happened, and turns to glare at the guys
  • “this is our turf, you’re lucky that i’m not calling my hyungs to take care of you properly”
  • you’re still really shaken up from what happened and you don’t really realize what’s happening around you
  • the guys get off the bus grumbling and jihoon turns to you, immediately taking off his school uniform jacket and draping it around you
  • “are you okay? did they touch you?”
  • you shake your head, letting yourself warm up in the jacket
  • “you’re safe now, i’ll make sure those guys don’t bother you again.”
  • you two sit in silence for a while, jihoon periodically glancing down at you to make sure that you’re not crying or going into panic or anything 
  • “what’s your stop? i’ll walk you home.”
  • “thank you, jihoon-ssi”
  • jihoon glanced down at you with a small smile
  • “jihoon-ssi? aren’t we deskmates?”
  • “well yeah but we’ve never talked”
  • “you can just call me jihoon, don’t worry”
  • he walks you home and makes sure that your parents are home and everything in case anything happens
  • “thanks again”
  • jihoon nods
  • “i’ll see you tomorrow!”
  • your parents are already asleep, so you decide to tell them the next day instead of waking you up
  • the next morning you’re shoving your stuff into your backpack when your parent’s like 
  • “(y/n), there’s a boy here to walk you to school?”
  • and you rush to the door and your mom’s like
  • “um excuse me did you get a boyfriend young lady”
  • “no, mom, i’ll explain when i get home!”
  • jihoon is standing there awkwardly, his hands are shoved into his pants pockets
  • “hey, i figured i’d go with you to school since i live pretty close to here.”
  • “oh! let me just go get my stuff, you can wait inside if you’d like”
  • jihoon stands in the hall awkwardly while you rush to get your stuff
  • he’s walking me to school….why
  • when you get back your mom is chatting excitedly to jihoon while he just stands there
  • when he sees you he looks super relieved lmao
  • the bus ride to school is a bit awkward? but jihoon actually talks for once
  • “your mom is nice”
  • “yeah, she can be a bit much sometimes, but i appreciate all she does for my family and i”
  • “she seems sweet”
  • when you guys arrive at school people immediately start talking about how you guys arrived together
  • “do you think they’re dating….”
  • your friends immediately start asking you questions at lunch and you explain 
  • you’re super embarrassed by all the attention you’re getting
  • like geez it’s just going to school together, not posting a couple picture on instagram…
  • he also picks you up and goes home w/you from your cram school?
  • “….i was in the area”
  • that night when you explain what happened w/the guys to your parents your dad wants to drive you home from cram school but you convince him that you’ll be fine with jihoon
  • your mom approves of this new plan bc she likes jihoon
  • (and his face lol)
  • so it becomes a regular thing, him walking with you to school + back from cram school
  • one day this random ass guy shows up on your porch
  • “hi, i’m here to walk you to school!” he says cheerfully
  • “um, who the hell are you?”
  • “i’m jihoon’s hyung, mentor, brother, thing”
  • “…..right.”
  • you get a text from jihoon like a couple seconds later
  • “i’m not going to school today, so i asked my hyung to walk you. be safe please!”
  • wow your heart isn’t speeding up at aaaaaall
  • “i’m ong seongwoo, at your service!”
  • “ok.”
  • you two are riding on the bus when he looks down at you in amusement
  • “you really don’t seem like jihoon’s usual type”
  • “we’re not dating.”
  • “oh, believe me, i know.”
  • you side-eye him
  • he snorts
  • that night after cram school you ask him where jihoon is
  • “oh, he didn’t tell you? he’s in the hospital.”
  • “uh yeah, he got shot…”
  • “SHOT?????”
  • “yeah, his run got ambushed…….”
  • blank stare
  • “oh shit he didn’t tell you.”
  • you stare at him blankly
  • “where the hell is he?”
  • you text your parents some bs about staying over at a friend’s house and have seongwoo take you to the hospital where jihoon is
  • he has a private room
  • and all these super handsome guys in suits are standing around the room
  • you just kind of barge past them
  • “sorry kid, i thought she knew!” seongwoo yelled sheepishly
  • “yah, park jihoon, how the hell did you get SHOT?”
  • “ey, it’s the girl, maybe we should leave…” you hear someone say, and everyone kind of clears out
  • jihoon looks awful and he has a huge bandage over his right pec
  • “you’re here?”
  • he looks really surprised but also a bit pleased?
  • “stop smiling asshole, why are you hurt?”
  • you hit him on the arm, making him groan in pain
  • “don’t hit the invalid, please!”
  • “oh, sorry, sorry” you check to make sure he’s okay, fussing over his blankets and stuff
  • “so you wanna tell me why you got shot”
  • jihoon just kind of stares at you for a moment, reaching over to push your hair behind your ear
  • wow cheesy af
  • you blush obvs
  • “you know the rumors about me at school?”
  • “that you’re an asshole?” you asked bluntly
  • “no, no,” jihoon groaned “that i’m in 101″
  • “oh… yeah? and?”
  • he kind of just stared at you
  • and you stared blankly back at him and then oH
  • “are you trying to tell me you’re in a freaking gang?”
  • Jihoon just kept staring
  • “park jihoon, say something! my crush is literally lying in the hospital because he got fucking shot and he just told me he’s in a fucking gang and now he’s not saying anything?”
  • this stupid self-satisfied smile spread across his face
  • “stop smiling, you stupid jerk!”
  • “you like me?”
  • “what? n-no?” blushies!!
  • “you totally just said you liked me”
  • “…”
  • “yeah”
  • “i like you too~”
  •  “don’t be irritating”
  • jihoon reached down to lace his fingers with yours
  • “aww, young love” seongwoo stuck his head into the room, making you roll your eyes
  • “jihoon, out of all the guys you could have sent to pick me up for school, you sent that idiot?”
  • jihoon starts wHEEZING
  • “lmao jihoon’s girlfriend roasted seongwoo”
    “shut UP jaehwan”
  • jihoon pulls you down and kisses you gently
  • (since his heart was beating really fast)
  • you start laughing at him as his face turns bright red
  • “aw, cute”
  • you kiss him again wowow
  • you know that he leaves to go do his duties after school while you’re at cram school
  • and every day you kiss him and tell him to be safe
  • “i know, babe, i will be”
  • you get to know his hyungs pretty well
  • they inform you that he’s been crushing on you since he overheard you defending him that he wasn’t in a gang (before you knew him)
  • “but you were in a gang”
  • “yeah, but you were so trusting in the fact that you shouldn’t trust a book by it’s cover, i couldn’t help but like you!”
  • “and he would talk about you EVERY SINGLE DAY”
  • “shut up seongwoo”
  • jihoon would be like bright red but you’d find it totally adorable
  • if he ever can’t walk you to school, he doesn’t send seongwoo anymore lmao
  • you’re not a huge fan of his involvement in 101 but you understand that it’s not really something he can leave
  • you’re just worried for his safety
  • one time you bring him home to meet your parents and they actually really like him?
  • i mean he’s charming and sweet
  • your dad is suspicious at first but warms up to him
  • and when he’s leaving you kiss him goodbye quickly on the front porch
  • and as you’re heading back inside, he does the wrist grab™
  • he kisses you again but this time it’s way deeper
  • like lip biting, fast heart beat, hands gripping hips deep
  • and you pull away breathlessly, kissing him again lightly 
  • “what was that for?”
  • “just wanted to let you know that i really love you”
  • you hug him, letting your head rest against his chest so that you can hear his quick heartbeat
  • “i love you too, babe”

a nice intro to this mafia universe :) this one was like dipping your toes into the pool to see if it’s cold?

**unlike the harry potter scenarios, i HAVE NOT pre-written this series. as soon as i finish a scenario, i will post it.

Reverse Idol!AU — Wanna One Fic

part 2 part 3

i’ve always thought i was good at writing fluff, guess not oml

this was fun to write hahah; you are the same age as 2Park in this fic-

requested by anon!

genre: fluff i think im sorry omg

synopsis(?): where you’re a soloist and you’re on weekly idol with Wanna One and you’re known for your quiet and cold personality, but you slowly warm up to them

“Hey Y/N, I seem to have lost my number. Can I have yours?”

Woah, what’s this? A pick-up line? Why?

Flashback July 23rd

You debuted at age 19 as a soloist a week before Wanna One and came out with your new song “Who I Am.” News came out that you are emotionless and the complete opposite of a chatterbox, making it difficult for you to make friends.

As you were heading back to your dorm, your manager informs you, “Hey Y/N, you have a Weekly Idol filming with Wanna One on the 26th, be prepared to communicate with them. Remember, be friendly.

Ok, it wasn’t that you aren’t friendly, you just have trouble socializing, so you opted to keep the cold image you’ve created.

Back to July 26th, the day of the filming

As Doni and Coni chats about the guests they’ve invited, you look at the pretty faces of the members of Wanna One. During the introductions of each member, you find them aggravatingly adorable as they show off their own unique charms to the camera viewers. ‘Ah, so they are the ones who saved the year. They seem okay.’

When it was your turn to be introduced, you didn’t know how to act in front of a huge group of guys so you forced an awkward smile onto your face;

“And finally our resident Ice Queen, Y/N!” You didn’t know what charm to do, and you couldn’t act cute otherwise that’d just ruin your whole cold concept. You resorted to smiling shyly and waving at the camera, what you didn’t know was your smile was saved in every 11 members heart.

‘Wahh, she’s so cute/pretty.’

Waterpark CF

You watched with a fluttering heart as they all filmed their commercials, occasionally silently laughing at the way Doni introduces the members. ‘Can I swim in your heart? What, why are you doing this, i’m not ready??’ You feel bad for the way they were teasing Minhyun, but couldn’t help but to laugh along.

It was your turn, and you have no idea what to do. You did the breaststroke and ended it with “Can I swim into your heart?” and a failed wink. You felt so embarrassed and hid yourself behind your hands, the members of Wanna One smiling at the very adorable action.

Jeojang and Thigh Sweep Dance

Doni and Coni told you to stay out of this and to judge this segment with them, you don’t think you can handle this part. These boys are starting to, I guess you can say, swim into your heart.

You feel you heart fluttering and melting, you’re squealing so loudly in your head, you’re starting to have a headache.


‘ONG????????? SROP.’

Random Play Dance

You went first, dancing to your new song. You were so nervous to dance in front of these handsome, talented boys, that you fumbled and almost tripped over air. You’re a clumsy person, and that caught their eyes. They felt like they wanted to protect you. When you finished doing your random play dance, they subtly asked if you were okay and if you needed anything.

You feel someone tap you and you turn and see Jinyoung;

“Noona, are you okay?”

“Ah, yes. I’m fine, don’t worry about me (:”

Finally, it was their turn. They looked so cool dancing to their songs, you couldn’t help but to admire them. ‘Awwww, omg Daehwi is so cute. HE’S HOPPING AROUND LIKE A BUNNYY.’ You catch Seongwoo’s mistake but don’t point it out. When they danced to Energetic and Burn It Up, you couldn’t help but notice the slight hip thrusts ehem ehem me too.

You couldn’t help but to dance along yes you know their dances, being pushed to join them by Coni the boys happily made room for you to join. You had fun dancing with them and actually wouldn’t mind doing it again.

When they succeeded the random play dance and won their chicken, you were so happy. You couldn’t help but to join their group hug and celebrate with them. ‘Am I actually hugging these adorable humans right now? Is it my time of death already?? I can die happily now omg.’ 

Rewriting Profiles

Before the cameras rolled to start recording, the boys made sure you were comfortable first before settling down themselves. You sat down next to Daehwi. You had to bite your lips to refrain from smiling and inwardly cooed at how sweet they are towards you.

The whole time Jisung showed off his imitations, you were laughing and simultaneously slapping Daehwi on the shoulder. You have this habit of hitting someone when you laugh when you’re comfortable. When Seongwoo imitated the haegeum (a korean traditional instrument), you found yourself slapping Daehwi’s shoulders, again. poor daehwi

Written on your profile are the words, “I laugh at any and everything, pick-up lines, puns, and jokes are my weaknesses”

Coni and Doni decided to create a new corner where all you say are pick-up lines. ‘Ah, I’m doomed. I don’t think I can handle 11 angels using pick-up lines on me. How am I going to survive??’

sorry not sorry 

Daehwi; “Can I take your picture to prove to all my friends that angels do exist?”

Jinyoung; “You shouldn’t wear makeup! It’s messing with perfection!”

Jaehwan; “Are you religious? Because you’re the answer to all my prayers.” your religions minhyun

Sungwoon; “Do you work at Starbucks? Because I like you a latte.”

Jihoon; “If you were a vegetable, you’d be a cute-cumber.”

Guanlin; “I’m not a photographer, but I can picture me and you together.”

Woojin; “Do you know what my shirt is made of? Boyfriend material.”

Seongwoo; “Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?”

Jisung; “Is your name Ariel? Because we Mermaid for each other!”

Minhyun; “I seem to have lost my phone number. Can I have yours?”

Daniel; “You look cold. Want to use me as a blanket?” yes please 

‘CAN FILMING END ALREADY MY HEART IS ABOUT TO BURST. FJSKDJASNK’ Your face was as dark as a red apple or maybe even darker. You felt like you were melting, you wanted to squeal so badly but composed yourself. You were stunned and tried to say a pick-up line back but all that passed through your lips were jumbled words. ‘Dear Weekly Idol writers, please edit this embarrassing part of me out.’

As if hearing your wish, they concluded the filming and you have never been so relieved. Once cameras were off, you ran towards the waiting room and hurriedly packed your things, wanting to get out of there to prevent further embarrassing yourself. You found it hard to leave the building as someone was holding onto your arms. Turning, you see Jihoon with the rest of Wanna One behind him;

“Minhyun hyung wasn’t joking when he said he wanted your number. Actually, all of us do.”

‘Ah, scratch my initial thought, they’re not okay. They’re the definition of perfect and illegal. How can someone like them exist?’ 

“Y-yeah! Okay.”

unedited as always! why does fluff seem so hard to write now? omg is this even fluff?

apparently i suck at fluff too, im cryinG-

but i hope you enjoy my failed attempt at fluff! ( ´▽` )ノ❤️

i love pick-up lines, puns, and jokes so i hAD to insert it oOPS.

Jughead Jones | My Little Serpent (part two)

Count of words: 1749

Warnings: none

A/N: I just hope you like it♥ also I from now will be doing 13 reasons why imagines ♥ YAYYYY ♥




part one

Original request :


anonymous asked:

Could you possibly write a continuation to My Little Serpent please? Preferably where Fred finds out about the Reader becoming a Serpent and how he responds, also maybe him, Archie and the others finding out about the reader and Jug’s relationship. Sorry if it’s too much!

anonymous asked:

My little serpent part two pleaseeee 😍

musiczeldafreik  asked:

I found your blog and I love everything on it. It’s so amazing!!! Are you planning on doing a part 2 of my little serpent? If so, thatd be amazing!! I hope you have a fantastic day c:

The whole night you spent on that couch. He would say things to calm you down but your tears would not stop. He wouldn’t give up though. He would hold you in his arms stroking your hair and back in attemts to relax you. “It’s ok Y/N. It’s gonna be alright. You can stay here for as long as needed. You know the serpents love you. I love you,” he said. You stopped crying after he said that and you just stared at his face. “Yo-you love me?” You asked surprised. Jug didn’t reply so you took matters in your own hands and you kissed him. You kissed him with so much love you had never shown to anyone. “I love you too,” you uttered before the boy took you in his arms bridal style and run to the bedroom playfully as you laughed. He seemed so happy you said that, so he through you on the bed and run to the window and opened it. “My little serpent loves me back,” he screamed repeatingly so every one would know.

Warm sunrays hit your face that beautiful morning, removing you from the comfort of your much needed slumber. You were locked within a pair of strong arms that, took you a minute to realise, were Jughead’s. One of them was firmly wrapped around your waist, while the other was placed underneath your head, comforting it as the muscules worked as a pillow. It was a moment to savor but you were cut short when the events of the previous night hit you like a brick wall. You moved a little and stared at the jackets resting next to the double bed. One was huge, enough to cover your body down to the knee, meaning it was Jughead’s. The second was smaller. It was a little bit longer than a normal woman’s lether jacket but it was indeed yours. You started feeling uneasy due to the memories of the things said between you and your brother to the point hot tears begun streaming down your face. You didn’t take notice that Jughead was awake and watching you until he softy kissed your expossed neck and turned you around, pulling you close to his body, hugging you as if you’d be gone.

A knock on the door was what took you out of that beautiful moment the two of you shared. You thought that whoever it was would leave and come another time so you could cuddle some more, but the knocking was prominent, leading you to the conclusion that it was importand. With an annoyed groan your now boyfriend made his was to the small kitchen/ living room, where the door was placed, and opened it not asking who it was. You heard a manly voice but you did not know who it was, until you heard yelling as well. “Let me see her Jug. She’s my sister,” the voice said. “No! She practically cried herself to sleep last night because of you, Arch. Hell, she woke up this morning and the first thing she did was cry,” Jughead argued back to the reportively red headed boy before him. “I am sure of that and that’s why I’m here. I want to apologize,” he pleaded until you walked to the scene, nodding for Jughead to let Archie in. 

After Archies apologizes things seemed to be a little bit calmer. You returned home with him; leaving the jacket at Jughead’s obviously, trying to figure out how to tell your dad that you were one with the so called criminals of the town. You were sure he would not be very happy about it. But you did have to tell him eventually, i wouldn’t be a secret for ever. 

It was a cold night and Jughead had taken you from you house to go on a walk, meaning to walk to the Whyte Wyrm, cause it seemed that that’s were your walked always end up. You were holding hands and talking about everything and anything as you reached your first stop; his trailer. You wanted to take your jacket from there, not only to shield you from the cold wheather, something Jug was doing on the way there, but also because you enjoyed the vibe it gave you. After picking it up you made your way to your actual destination and walked in with no second thoughts. 

You knew almost everyone in the bar and everyone was actually so nice. There were a couple of guys that walked up to you, hugged you, informing you how glad they were you accepted their signature jacket and more. Some even came up to you and refered to you as the “Serpent’s Queen”. You found it funny and stupid as you were no queen, but rather a simple high school student spending too much time in the ‘wrong’ side of town. But they insisted, which was very sweet. Still you couldn’t understand why.

The night unrolled smoothly and it was time for you to go home. Once again Jughead would walk you there. You were actually so caught up in the conversation that you forgot about the jacket, and you walked inside your house with it on. “Dad, I’m home,” you called after seeing your dad by the kitchen island. “Hey, sweety. Would you mi- What are you wearing?” He asked slightly mad. “Well I’m pretty sure I’m wearing what I was before leaving the house earlier,” you replied sarcastically, laughing a bit at your dad’s reaction. Archie was by him watching the scene and trying to inform you that you were still wearing your Serpent jacket. “Shit,” you mumbled under your breath when realising that. “Is that a south side serpent’s jacket that you’re wearing?” Fred said walking closer to you and inspecting the item. “N-no?” You stated, more like questioned. “Y/N, what are you doing with a serpent’s jacket?” Your father asked as he gently pulled you to the kitchen, where your brother was watching the scene unfold. “It’s Jugheads?” You once again guestioned-stated, trying to find a good explanation to feed your dad with. But it didn’t work. “Y/N Y/M/N Andrews, the truth,” your father demanded, aggravated of you lying. “Ok, look,” you sighed. “I’ve spent so much time in the Southside with Jughead that the serpents feel me as one of their own.” “You are not, for God’s sake. Take that jacket of, now.” “Dad no!” you protested. “They care about me. They are family. Did you know they had one of their own to take care of me? Because your dear son and his friends can not understand when things are to dangerous? Huh? Did you? Did you know how your lovely son has been dragging me into every single one of their problems and ‘adventures’, putting my life in danger? “ you yelled at your father, completely livid at what had just happened. “Go to your room, darling. Sleep. We’ll talk about it tomorrow. You are seeing red now and you just don’t know what you are talking about,” he requested trying to clean your angry tears. “No. I’ll go to Jughead. You should have a little talk with Arch here. Maybe you’ll actually get informed about how many times this year they’ve put my life in danger. Without telling me, or asking me to help,” you replied and run into your room to call Jughead. “Hey, it’s me. Can I sleep over? Yeah? Great. Pick me up? Thank you. Yes. Just hurry.” After you hung up you started packing a little bag with some essentials. You had no intentions on coming back until Archie admitted to his actions. 

Jughead indeed hurried to pick you up, scared that anything would have happened to you. He was relieved to see you just fine but he was confused when he saw your packed bag pack. “What’s that for?” He questioned when he started the car once again. “I was curious if you minded me staying at yours for a little while,” you confessed. Jughead was shocked but tried to hide it. “Just for a couple of days. Until my brother stops being a prick.” You added and he laughed a bit. “You will always be welcome, baby,” you smiled at the nickname given to you by the raven boy. For a moment nothing mattered. Seeing that you didn’t reply, Jughead turned his head to check on you and you softly smiled up at him. “I love you,” he quietly mumbled, placing his free hand on top of your thigh. “I love you, too,” you said back, taking it into your small arms and fidgeting with his fingers. After that everything was calm. You soon reached your destination and Jughead quickly allowed you to enter the warm and cozy home. Swiftly, he picked you in his arms, carrying you to the bedroom, where he allowed you to change after giving you a big sweatshirt of his and a pair of his boxers. He simply removed his clothes, revealing his underwear and then pulling a T-shirt over his head. “Come here,” he ordered after resting his body down on the comfortable mattress. You obligated and moved close to his open arms, where he embraced you in a hug, keeping you there for the rest of the night.

When the morning came around and the warm sun embraced the two of you, Jughead just pulled you closer to his body, lovingly, as if you’d leave if he didn’t, both of you still in deep slumber. A few stray hairs were covering your calm face, your lips slightly parted as your head rested in the crook of his neck. His right arm was firmly wrapped around your waist as his other hand was resting on top of your head, caressing it in his sleep every now and again. It was a moment to savor for anyone watching, but not for long. A loud thud was heard from the kitchen/ living room and footsteps were making their way to the small bedroom. You were still sleeping but Jughead woke up when a deafening gasp came from the surprising visitors. Archie, was one of them, and he quickly let his anger take over him, screaming at his friend. “Not here. She is sleeping. Let’s go outside,” he suggested and got out of the bed, making you wince at the lost of contact. 

“What’s gotten into you? Why were you and my sister like that?” Archie begun and Jughead got ready to reply. “Arch, stop,” Betty burged in. “We both know you were trying to avoid it but it would happen and you knew it,” she reasoned. Jughead seemed lost but quickly caught up with the two. “They are finally dating and you should be happy for your sister.” She said smiling warmly at your boyfriend. “You don’t understand B. My sister became a serpent because of him. She’s slowly drifting away from me,” he confessed looking down. “You are taking her away from me,” he whispered to Jughead. “I am not Archie. You are pushing her away. You simply need to accept she is her own person. You will not always be able to make decisions for her.” He said and smlied warmly at the red head. “He’s right, Arch,”  you commented entering the small living room where the red head was, accompanied from the blond girl and the raven boy. “You will not always be there to make decisions for me. But I appreciate you try,” You added hugging your brother. It seems that for once, things were good. 

B.A.P: the morning after your first time

Yongguk:  he’d be just as warm and affectionate and loving as you’d think he would be. The events of last night soon came flooding through his memories and he can’t contain a slight blush, it just all happened out of nowhere. He’d stare at your sleeping figure as if you were the literal sun, and he’d smile so bright when you finally woke up and kissed him. He wouldn’t tease you if you were somewhat shy or quiet, he’d actually revel just being in your arms on this perfect quiet morning while you both know exactly what the other is thinking about.

Himchan:  he’s like a deer in the headlights, unable to figure out why he actually feels good after waking up. One look at you cradled up next to him is enough to make him blush mad. When he sees you stirring in your sleep, he’ll panic bc what if you regretted it? What if you didn’t want to see him after it happened? What if he hurt you? What if something happened? He’ll quickly get up and make some breakfast for the both of you, and he’s nervous the whole time until you finally take his hand and tell him that everything was perfect, and that you’d regretted nothing.

Daehyun:  you might expect him to be a little smug the morning after, and you’re totally right. He wouldn’t forget a single second of what happened, even right after waking up. He’d pull your sleeping face next to his and trace his lips lightly all over it as he remembers everything that occurred after the the moment you stepped into this bedroom. His heart will beat a little faster in anticipation when you woke up, and he’d give you his signature smirk. “I’m surprised you got any sleep at all, bc I couldn’t.”

Youngjae:  his eyes and hands would be on you the moment he woke up, unable to stop replaying those images in his head from the night before. He could stay under the covers and sleep all day with you if he could, but he just needed to hear that soft “I love you,” like you both had repeated so many times just a few hours ago. He won’t be saying too much when you’re finally awake, just holding you and smiling and tickling each other was enough for now.

Jongup:  he can’t exactly put his feelings into words just yet, but he felt so close to you that it felt like you were now a part of him. You knew he was in a daze the moment you stirred awake, bc he just couldn’t stop staring at you, his eyes filled with adoration and anticipation. It’s almost like he’s unwilling to let you go and leave this warm bed, he just wants to let you know how perfect everything was and that last night was like heaven. “Can we just stay here, like this, forever?”

Zelo:  he definitely would’ve wanted to make sure that you were actually still next to him and haven’t fled. He’s so relieved that you’re curled up by his side enjoying his warmth, and he’d think himself silly for thinking you’d ever leave. Eventually he will want to wake you up to see your change of expression, from confused to shy to totally dazed out. He’d want to make sure nothing went wrong and that you were completely happy and that you felt safe, and nothing makes him smile more than you saying you loved every second of it.

Originally posted by daeyeup

Yeah so Goku’s zen form that had even the GoD’s freaked out was pretty great, but can we talk about how upset Beerus was before that when he thought Goku had been vaporized?

And then how relieved he looked when they figured out Goku was still alive?

Even if he freaked out afterwards over Goku’s Super-Ultra-Zen-Instinct form or whatever, it’s still really nice to see hints that cranky cat god might actually care about Goku as more than just “That strong mortal I use to win fights for me.”

Atta-boy Goku, you friendship the heck out of that cat.

Also bonus everyone else not even bothering to be surprised that Goku has survived and come back stronger than ever. They know how this show works by now.

As Long As You’ll Have Me

A/N: Here’s the fic I mentioned! It’s not as long as I thought it was going to be, but I’m glad with the outcome. I hope you enjoy it!

Author: @totallysupernaturaloneshots

Word Count: 1,867

Characters: God!Chuck x Reader, Sam, Dean, and a surprise guest.

Pairings: God!Chuck x Reader

Warnings: Angst, swearing, fluff. (No smut this time, sorry!)

Your name: submit What is this?

Summary: The reader comes face to face with Chuck after years of thinking he was gone forever, but that’s not the only familiar face she reunites with.

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anonymous asked:

Ut,us,uf,sw,ht. How would the skelebros handle a very perseptive person? A very empathic person that wants to help them? And could I ask for fluff of them ending up together? I hope I got this prompt thing right, thank you for reading. ~ :)

Hadn’t done a mini-fic prompt let’s try it. (Also, not sure what SW is supposed to be, so imma skip it. I also can’t think of anything for HT Papyrus right now so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ) ~Mod Feral

UT Sans

It doesn’t take him all too long to notice you’ve noticed things about him. He’s seen how you smile when he starts setting up for a pun. He’s watched as you’ve picked up on his schedule. He knows how you know when he’s taking a break. It’s cause you pay attention, like he does. It’s endearing most days.

But then there’s the other days. Those moments where you seem to come to his stations while he’s napping with words of encouragement, or a few snacks, or his blanket. He knows it’s you cause you leave notes every time. He isn’t quite sure what to make if it on the days when you ask him if he’s ok. You just confuse him sometimes.

He grows to enjoy the little quirks you have, however, even the ones that leave him baffled as to how you do it. He hangs with you more and more. He’s not sure he’s willing to admit it, but he may be falling for you.

One day, when he sees you’re off from your usual self, he’ll ask you if you’re ok. He’ll listen to your entire spiel, be there for you as you cry. He’ll hold you close, and tell you things will be ok, even though he doesn’t believe it himself.

He doesn’t realize you two may be a couple until the day you two are cuddling after sharing each other’s problems and he drifts off.

UT Papyrus

Honestly, he notices lesser important things. He thinks you have abilities similar to his own, and is almost excited to finally find someone similar to himself. It takes him a long while to realize that’s not the case.

In fact, he realizes it when he has one of his rare nightmares. He went to where you were expecting you to already be up, only instead to wake you and have you ask what’s wrong. He starts crying from fear and an odd sense of failure, but he’s glad you’re there to keep him happy, to help him feel better, and to calm him.

He learns that he was only partially right when he starts watching you closer, and decides that the two of you are to help each other in calming down and controlling your extreme empathies.

He’s the one to ultimately ask you out, after consulting every single dating manual he could get his hands on. He finds you great company and wants you two to date.

US Sans

He finds it beyond neat that you’ve discovered both his brother’s and his own quirks. He’s started working on trying to fake you out on occasion, but he guesses he has a tell for that as well because you always know.

He loves your level of perspective, though. It fills him with joy as you solve everything thrown your way and can, as well as are willing, to help others through their personal problems. Clearly you’re a wonderful person and he’s awestruck.

He never expected to end up on the receiving end of your kindness, however. He has some issues when it comes to sadness. One could say he has depression. You ask him if he’s ok and he attempts to lie about it. You’re the first person to actually see through the lie. You tell him that, and he just unloads everything minor that bugged him and bummed him out the last month. He’s crying so hard his vision’s blurry. He’ll hug you until he passes out from exhaustion.

It’s really easy for him to ask you out after that.

US Papyrus

He knows about your empathic nature very quickly. After all, he’s heavily empathic as well. He can pick up on the same emotions you can and finds it great to finally have someone around who understands completely.

He’s honestly impressed at how well you do with it. In fact, sometimes you can identify his or Blueberry’s emotions before he can. It’s impressive to him, also, how much you’re willing to help.

He just wasn’t ready for the day you came to his room, went next to his bed, and comforted him after he had one of his nightmares. He’ll try to reassure you that he’s fine, but at the same time he’s leaning into you and trying not to cry. He will be fine soon, just not now.

He honestly never asks you out. He waits till you make a comment on how everyone thinks you two are a thing and he’ll respond with “you mean we’re not?”

UF Sans

God, nothing about you makes sense! He had no problem figuring out how you even made it this far, considering how well you do at watching, observing, and possibly waiting for the right moment to strike or run. And he can see you could probably deal decent damage if you would actually attack. Sure, part of him is relieved you haven’t fought anyone, but why?

He then notices the rest of how you are. You show kindness in this world of hell. You find it almost necessary to help others who don’t feel well. And he still doesn’t get it. Why are you like this? Is it a joke? A trap? He wants to be right on that, because he can feel his SOUL flutter when he sees you.

He also could tell you were focusing on him more than other monsters. It was as if you were playing with his emotions. You kept making sure he was ok, preventing him from doing something stupid when he’s at an emotional low, and many, many other situations. It was frustrating him. One day he snaps and shouts at you “if you’re going to do something to me, just do it already!”

It takes weeks before you can actually stay in the same area as him for a long time and tell him how you don’t have anything planned, you just want everyone happy, including him. Especially him. You have to ask him out, but he doesn’t hesitate once he knows you’re not kidding.

UF Papyrus

He’s frustrated beyond belief at the fact you don’t fight despite the fact you’ve noticed every opening he has. Everything you did in your ‘battle’ with him ended up being merciful, something he’s never seen. He is, however, somewhat proud at your ability to predict your opponents moves.

He’s curious when you start helping others. You seemed pretty aware of ‘feelings’, something he hasn’t thought about for years. You tell him more whenever he asks, and the next thing he knows he’s experiencing everything you were. Turns out he’s pretty emphatic, too.

He was surprised, then, when he felt intense fear and sadness. He was just asking for it to go away, leave. “MAKE IT STOP!” You could find and stop the source, but he was still curled up, making sure he couldn’t be seen by the outside world. He wanted you to help him, needed your voice telling him it’ll be all right, and was glad you did. He was almost childlike during this panic that wasn’t even his own at first.

After that, he simply claimed you as his future mate, and said for you to tell him when you’re ready.

HT Sans

Boy, he’s going to have fun with this one. Humans don’t last very long down here, no matter how observant they may be. He was going to mess with you before he killed you. That was the plan.

He didn’t account for you to not take his hand when he offered to ‘help’ you up after you fell from his scare. He didn’t expect you to know what to do with each and every puzzle and get out unscathed. He was admittedly frustrated. Angry.

Seeing you trying to help others, as well as himself, was increasing his anger. You weren’t meant to be like this! They weren’t supposed to act like this! This isn’t right! You want to help? You want to ‘make things better?’ Then just die already! “you’re better off as food down here, don’t you get that?”

It takes many, many tries, and a lot of creativity, but eventually you get to break the barrier, and Sans decides that you’re… decent enough. He’ll hang out with you more, protect you. He’ll make excuse after excuse on why, but he will never admit that it’s because you give him… some sort of emotion. He can’t place what, really, it’s something he hadn’t felt in a long, long time, if he’s ever felt it before. He guesses he can hang with you all the time. Maybe.

anonymous asked:

Hello~! Do you think I could request the rfa with a hopeless romantic MC. She constantly watches old romance movies like Dirty Dancing and The Princess Bride, reads romance novels and has a full bookshelf of them, has hours of cute love-y music on her ipod, that sort of thing? Love your writing by the way! I've been scrolling through your blog all day!! :)

A/N: This was so hard for me because I’m actually a REALLY big tsundere and i just yeah lmao im so sorry ^^;; ~Admin 404


           -He’s sensitive and all

           -And he’s so hung up on finding love!!! He wants to love and be loved!!! Only wants one person in his life!

           -And it’s you!

           -You have the same idea, so the two of you work very well together

           -So much love between the two of you oh my god


           -Seriously, there’s so many small, cute kisses between the two of you that even Zen pretended to barf

           -The two of you THRIVE off of romance movies!!! Those and Disney movies are about the only things you two watch

           -That being said, he’s a-okay with you being a hopeless romantic, he is too!!!

           -He just didn’t know it until you came along <3


           -He’s such a hopeless romantic omfg

           -He will burst into rooms with grand gestures

           -Constantly singing love songs to you

           -10/10 you always sing along

           -Always spins you around, pulling you into a dance

           -Completely ecstatic that you’re the same way!! Y e s MC, burst out into love songs from movies and plays, he’s gonna jump right on in

           -He always brings you flowers! And you just live for it you don’t even have to mention it to him hype hype hype

           -Both of you are so emotional during movies but there’s never any judgment

           -He’s even worse than you though??? Like, cliché kisses in the rain happen every time it rains

           -Since he’s 10x more hopelessly romantic than you, he’s completely okay with it, you do you MC


           -Secretly loves those old romantic movies

           -Lowkey judges you for crying at happy movies but you turn it right back around on her when she cries at beautiful love scenes played by Zen

           -The two of you listen to the music on your phone constantly

           -“MC, these are all love songs” “Yes, I’m aware”

           - secretly downloads them all onto her own phone later

           -You’re always dancing around the room with such grace, bringing her along

           -You somehow always seem to sweep her off her feet and she loVES IT

           -She gets so flustered!!!!!

           -Oh my goodness, she has no idea how to handle the flowers you shower her in??

           -MC our house is overrun with flowers where is the remote? The DVD’s? MC where is tHAT DOCUMENT IT’S HIDDEN UNDER FLOWERS I NEED THAT


           -He noticed fairly quickly what your taste in novels were

           -You had a shelf full of these romance novels, so he attempted to read one

           - is this truly what MC wants???

           -You come home to a whole floor-to-ceiling bookshelf full of romance novels for you to read

           -He started to come home with flowers every now and then, and you were so!!! Happy!!!

           -The smile on your face was to die for, so he vowed from then on to do whatever it takes to get that smile

           -You love to talk about the future with him, plan your ideal dates, things of that sort


           -Your ideal dates are now reality, he’ll make sure of it

           -Therefore, he absolutely loves that this is part of your personality, because you’re so cute! So innocent! And he is going to do everything he can to enhance it!!


           -Both of you cry to 10 Things I Hate About You

           -He put it on for the first time, hoping he could console you at the end

           -Both of you were complete sobbing messes

           -He doesn’t surprise you with actual flowers

           -Makes bouquets of HBC wrapper flowers thanks saeyoung

           -You tell him how much you love him multiple times a day and it gets to him every single time

           -Seriously, he cries sometimes because??? How did he ever get you??

           -The two of you like to talk and theorize about your OTP’s

           -That’s your dinner talk, not “how was your day” it’s usually “sO LISTEN, WHAT IF-”

           -Every now and then, the two of you dance around the house, blasting love songs he puts on a dress and heels and everything




           -Do I even need to talk about all the adorable candid pictures he takes of you? No? Too bad I just did

           -If you’re ever sad, he hangs up pictures of the two of you EVERYWHERE what a DORK NEED ME A FREAK LIKE THAT

           -You make him playlists full of love songs all the time

           -You even write down why you picked each song!!!

           -God damn he loves it??? He needs someone soft and loving like you


           -He feels so blessed?? Like, you want to act out your own personal love story with him???

           -Sign him right the fuck up,  he’s so happy and toTALLY DESERVES THIS


           -If he’s honest, it makes him uncomfortable sometimes

           -You watch all these romantic movies and cry and just

           -HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO????

           -He does like watching you dance around and sing to those sappy love songs of yours though

           -He doesn’t pay much attention to the lyrics, he just pays all his attention to you

           -When you aren’t paying attention, he reads a lot of your romance novels just to see what they’re about

           -He actually gets pretty insecure because?? He isn’t like the guys you read about, he isn’t smooth with his words and he doesn’t know how to be so…. spirited

           -So when you take the role of being the passionate one, he’s actually pretty relieved! Maybe he can learn from you before attempting it on his own

           - still refuses to dance with you though, it isn’t happening

           -He does surprise you with flowers every now and then though, sometimes he even plays a love song to describe the feelings he has for you

First Dates w Seventeen: Mingyu
  • So when it comes to Mingyu and his feelings, he’s pretty transparent
  • Like, he’s pretty obvious about the fact that he has a crush on you
  • Like he flirts so unashamedly and everyone else around the two of you picked up on it pretty quickly
  • Once Mingyu worked out that he liked you, he was basically like ‘yep, I like them that’s cool’
  • He’s always giving you compliments that are kind of greasy, but they’re coming from a good place
  • And he’s just so fond and soft and he’s honestly like a puppy
  • The literal definition of puppy love
  • And he doesn’t even care that he’s obvious because it’s how he feels and he’s comfortable with it
  • You, on the other hand, struggled with your feelings for a little bit
  • Like you knew that you liked him, but you weren’t so sure where he stood
  • But, for a little while, you were like “oh… I can’t be sure… he’s very fond with all of his friends so, you know… I can’t be certain…”
  • So your flirtationship goes on for a while
  • Until one day, you’re hanging out with Minghao, who turns to you and deadass asks “so, when are you going to ask Mingyu out?”
  • You almost choke on your drink because wHAT THE HELL YOU Don’T ASK PEOPLE THAT
  • You manage to regain your composure and you’re like “I don’t know what you’re talking about”
  • And Minghao just gives you The LookTM
  • And you shrivel up because he’s onto you
  • He just goes “you know you’re not fooling anyone, right”
  • And you’re Dying
  • “Does he know?”

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anonymous asked:

Hello! May i request seventeen's reaction (who's crushing on you) to you, inviting them to your home and like you suddenly have a fight with your sibling/s and after a short while you're not mad at each other anymore? Thanks in advance!! 😊😊😊

Hi! Isn’t that just the way with siblings? Lol, we think so anyway! Here’s your answer~


  • looked very surprised and almost guilty during the fight because he doesn’t like conflict happening when he can’t solve it
  • as soon as you make up, he looks relieved and smiles and shakes his head, and tells you that it reminds him of the members


  • when the fight ends, he quietly admits that he likes seeing you all passionate and makes you blush
  • like coups, he can’t help pointing out how similar it is to the members when you and your sibling make up for quickly after being so angry


  • as an only child it really blows him away to see you full on bickering 
  • quietly says “that was intense. are you going to make up?” as soon as the fight ends, and you tell him “huh? it’ll be forgotten in like three seconds” and sure enough you prove him right, leaving him awed


  • makes some hilarious reaction faces during the fight!!!
  • because his brother is so much younger and lives far away i doubt he could imagine fully fighting with him, so he doesn’t like seeing you upset with your siblings and visibly relaxes when you get friendly again later


  • goes stunned and uncharacteristically quiet during the fight
  • teases you both when you make up so fast, but you can tell he’s actually very much relieved that the conflict is over and is trying to add to the new light hearted mood


  • kind of smirks a little during the fight because he likes seeing that you can give as good as you get, dealing out some clever comebacks
  • when you’re acting normal again, he definitely points it out and maybe accidentally reignites a small second round of bickering


  • goes silent at the start of the fight, not entirely sure how to respond, but impressed with your wit
  • when you make up quickly i doubt it would shock him much because he also seems the type to get angry and then move on once the conflict is resolved- no time to hold a grudge if it’s a pointless one


  • during the fight his face goes suddenly serious and worried, and he looks between you as if he wants to say something but doesn’t know what
  • so relieved when you’re back to normal that he becomes extra loud and smiley all of the sudden, super happy that you can cool off quick


  • laughs during the fight! he seems to giggle when conflict is happening, and he definitely thinks you’re cute when you’re mad
  • says something unintentionally dumb and obvious like “are you already okay again? i thought you were mad about ___???” as soon as you and your sibling/s seem back to normal


  • jumps to your defense a little during the fight and maybe defends your siblings too if you get too mean: “hey! be nice!”
  • after it’s done he can’t help but notice how similar it is to his fights with mingyu and the members and laughs to himself, knowing you would fit well with his family


  • lots of reactions noises in the fight “oh!” and “eh?” at all the insults and points made in the argument, maybe a few attempts to interrupt and calm things down
  • when you go back to normal he CRACKS UP and when you ask why he explains that him and his sisters are just the exact same way


  • hand is over his mouth in a shocked sort of reaction through the whole thing
  • he smiles very softly when you continue as normal only moments later, impressed with your mature ability to move on fast from a disagreement and keep your sibling bond


  • goes wide eyed and observes the whole thing with no sign of his usual easy smile, especially fascinated because he’s never seen you angry before
  • once you make up he relaxes and shakes his head, muttering under his breath how cute you are. “what did you say, chan?” “uhhhh… nothing…”
Seen- Chapter 4

Prologue / Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 

A/N: this was supposed to be 5 chapters but I think it’s actually going to be 6 or 7!

    “So,” you said as you and Kiseok sat down in the restaurant. “Are you going to tell me?”

    He smiled. “Let’s just order our food and then I will.”

    You shook your head. “I think you’re going to put this off until you leave LA, aren’t you?”

    “No, I promise I won’t!” he said. “As soon as we order I’ll say.”

    “Okay,” you said skeptically, reaching for your menu. You chose what you wanted quickly, and as soon as the waitress came and you ordered lasagna and Kiseok tortellini (though he had quite a hard time pronouncing the word), you turned to him with an expectant look on your face.

    “Okay, okay, chill!” he said and you sat back slighlty. “So, I told you I’m a rapper and stuff.”

    “Yeah,” you said.

    “Well, I’m actually a successful one,” he said, his fingers flipping his fork over repeatedly.

    “Okay…?” you said, your brow furrowed. How successful did he mean, exactly?

    “Like a celebrity,” he clarified.

    Your eyes widened. “For real?”

    He chuckled. “Yeah. Look me up. Simon Dominic.”


    “My stage name, yeah,” he said.

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anonymous asked:

I really liked that one you did with the makeup! what would happen if dadsona was practacing stage makeup like bruises and wounds and stuff, and (dad) walks in and thinks dadsona was attacked?

In the living room, you set your brush down on the coffee table and looked over your work. Yep, you looked like you had fallen down multiple sets of stairs; then beaten up by a mafia leader who you owed money, which was exactly the look you were going for. Red and purple cream paint scattered around your “bruises”, with fake blood dripping from the “cuts” that surrounded your face. Just as you reached for your camera, the door opens to reveal [Dad], who had just come home from a day out.

Craig; He’d be totally freaked out at first when he saw your beaten face, even more freaked out when you waved at him, actually thinking that you were actually attacked and started to get angry. ‘Bro, who the hell did this to you? I’ll sock their damn face in!’ He growled and caressed your face. In Craig’s mind; he quickly began planning to sprint around the city, tearing up Maple Bay trying to find the monster who hurt his precious boyfriend. He was so caught up in his own thoughts that you had to shake him to get his attention.

‘Dude, it’s just makeup, see?’ You pushed him off of you and reached for a cloth dipped in alcohol, wiping the paint off your face and showcasing your real face, unbruised and unbloodied. Craig breathed a sigh of relief, falling back on the couch.

 ‘God, dude. Don’t scare me like that.’ He pressed a kiss on your makeup free forehead. ‘But seriously, anyone touches you and I’ll make them wish they didn’t.’

Hugo; The second he saw your discolored face, Hugo went into Caring Boyfriend™ mode and made a beeline for the bathroom, returning with a first aid kit and a concerned face. ‘Now, Y/N. I want to know who did this to you, what they looked like, what they were wearing. Do you want me to call the police? Did you have an allergic reaction and-’

 ‘Honey, calm down. It’s just a bit of makeup and latex!’ You pulled at the fake cut, the prosthetic peeling off your face and laying flat on your hand. Hugo gagged, even though he knew it was makeup, though you could see he was relieved that it was only some FX products on his boyfriend’s face, not actual bruises and cuts.

 The man sighed. ‘You know, one day you’re going to actually get hurt, and I’m going to think it’s makeup because you’re that good. How am I supposed to tell the difference anymore?’

 ‘Don’t worry, if I actually do hurt myself badly, you can get I-told-you-so rights for the rest of my days.’ You snuggled into Hugo, who muttered an I love you and put his arm around you.

Robert; After a night out with Mary, with a few drinks in his system, he was a bit wobbly going home. But once he found you with purple bruises and sharp cuts on your face, Robert almost immediately got sober and rushed to your side. ‘Oh, whoever did this is fucking in for it now. Who was it, babe?’

 His eyes were dark with rage, his teeth were gritted and the hand that wasn’t brushing your “hurt” face was in a tight fist. You decided to tell a joke to simmer him down. ‘It was the paints, babe. They just put themselves onto my sponge and smacked me in the face. Didn’t hurt, but they left these fake bruises on my face, oh God.’

 It took a while for him to process what you just said, but once he let the words connect, he let his face fall and leaned against the armrest. ‘Hell, kid. You trying to give me a heart attack? I actually thought some shithead beat you up.’

 ‘Hey, you still think I look cute with bruises?’ You joked.

 ‘You look like a badass, babe. But if anyone actually does that for real, I’ll beat them till they can’t see.’

Joseph; Seeing his boyfriend’s face injured made Joseph’s once calm mood from just coming back from church spike suddenly. He ran to the kitchen and came sprinting back with an ice pack, pressing it against the purple spots of paint. You found this hilarious.

 ‘Oh, my! Does this hurt? Tell me if it’s too painful, alright?’ His voice was shaken but he still tried to remain calm. All of a sudden, you couldn’t contain yourself and began laughing, nearing doubling over the couch as Joseph stared at you, confused. Perhaps you had been hurt so badly that you got brain damage?

 ‘Jeez, that’s just too good…’ You smudged the paints on your face and wiped off the cuts with a wipe. ‘That was just makeup, Joseph. I was practicing making bruises, and judging from your reaction, I did a pretty good job.’

 Joseph’s cheeks went a bright pink as he shook his head and smiled at you. ‘Just looking out for you, honey. Now can we take those off, call me old-fashioned but I’d rather see your handsome, unbruised face, makeup or not.’

Damien; Blood, injury, and Damien were not a good mix. You were well aware that he didn’t handle gore quite well, so you planned to quickly practice the bruises then take it off before he came home. Unfortunately, he ended up coming home earlier than usual, right when you were done with the look. And to say he was horrified was an understatement. Once he saw your damaged look, Damien rushed to you and wiped your face, as if real bruise and he could just wipe it away. 

 ‘My love, who did this to you? Shall I get in contact with the authorities?’ His voice wavered, tears lining in his eyes. He hated seeing his loved ones hurting. You wasted no time explaining that it was all just makeup, running to the bathroom to wash it off and returning with a clean face. Damien breathed a sigh of relief and felt your arms wrap around his.

 ‘Never do that again without telling me. I was so scared…’ He muttered and you peppered him with kisses, agreeing to his request and apologizing with an hour-long cuddle fest.

Mat; Soft boi was not prepared for this. He expected a chill night with you, watch a movie, listen to some music, regular date night stuff. What he did not expect was coming home to his lover covered in purple spots and bleeding cuts. The moment he saw this, Mat covered his mouth in shock, ran upstairs, and came back with all the medical supplies he could carry, including at least five ice packs.

 ‘This might hurt a little, maybe a lot, I don’t know. What the hell am I doing?!’ He blubbered and wrapped gauze around your cuts, which ended up going around your face so you looked like an odd mummy. While he did this, Mat held up ice packs to your bruises, but he needed to wrap gauze on the cuts near the bruises, so he just ended up making everything fall apart, resulting in more panic. You had to grab his wrists so he would stop his medical rampage and you could explain that it was only some paint and fake blood, smudging the “bruise” to prove it.

 Mat facepalmed himself as he fell back on the couch, making the gauze bounce. ‘God, Y/N. You really had me back there, I thought you were mauled or something.’

 ‘Well, I’m alright, so stop worrying.’ You snuggled on top of him, with gauze still wrapped around your head and the ice pack long forgotten. Mat sighed and took the gauze off before giving you a kiss.

Brian; Not only was Brian proud of you, but he was also quite protective of you. He made sure you were out of harm’s way as much as possible and made sure that his love was safe and sound. So when he came home to see your face was heavily bruised with all colors of internal bleeding, Brian went into best dad mode and got the first aid kit in the bathroom, expertly covering up your cuts and insisting you to hold a cold compress against your fake bruises. You kept in your laughter as he dabbed at your “wounds”.

 ‘Y/N, I need you to listen to me. Tell me who did this, and I’ll take care of anything. We can go to the police and get whoever did this to you arrested or something. God, I shouldn’t have left so late-’

 ‘Brian, as much as I love seeing you so concerned, these are fake.’ You burst out laughing, wiping the paint from your face and removing the prosthetic fake cuts. Brian dropped the ice pack and became bright red, denying everything.

 ‘Psh, yeah! I totally knew that!’ He nervously chuckled and threw away the ice pack. ‘I was just trying to, uh, mess with you, babe!’

 Though his beet red face said otherwise, you pressed a kiss on his hot cheek. ‘If it makes you feel any better, you’re cute when you’re scarily concerned.’

 ‘And you still look cute with a bunch cuts and stuff.’ He hugged you, kissing the top of your head. ‘Though, I’d prefer it if you weren’t beat up, cause then I’d have to go all over town searching for the guy who did it and make Maxwell pounce on him. Or just beat him up myself. Either one’s fine with me.’

 -Mod Coffee Cake

Forever | 3: Regret

Summary: You and Sebastian Stan became best friends years ago, on the set of the first Captain America movie, and you couldn’t be happier that you had found someone just as witty and caring as you - but will feelings wiggle their way in and get in between your friendship and happiness?

Word Count: 1080

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: (Throughout) Language

Characters (in order of appearance): Reader, Sebastian Stan, Anthony Mackie, Paul Bettany

A/N: I started writing this in 2015, and it was v popular on wattpad so I thought, why not make it accessible to my pals on tumblr? pls bare with me as I post the next 10 chapters, and please, as always, let me know what you think!! I love hearing from y’all :)

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Human s/o suggested to him to create human forms of themselves to hide from Decepticons. He agreed and showed their forms to them. Human s/o is staring at them and thinking they’re hot. They’re normally not focused on looks but they can’t help but admire it. The bots asked if they don’t like it. They told them honestly they like it more than they expected to while looking away bc they feel vain. Hcs about how TFP Ratchet, Bumblebee, Bulkhead, Wheeljack, Smokescreen, Ultra Magnus,& Optimus react?

Like holoforms, right?


-He’s glad you like it. He worked hard!

-He says he still has a little to tweak, as far as software, but for the most part, it’s done.

-He thanks you for suggesting the idea.


-He beams with pride. He’s delighted that you like it!

-He decides to take it for a spin right then and there.

-He can finally hold you, kiss you properly, and look at you from a better angle.


-He’s more than happy that you like it. He was feeling a little self conscious.

-He can’t quite figure out a few bugs, so he’s going to take it to Ratchet. 

-He really just wanted you to be the first to see.


-He’s not self conscious about it, per se, but he does want to know what you think.

-He happy you liked it, and tells you about what he used to get it up and running.

-He takes it for a test run, to see what bugs need to be fixed, and the first thing he does is sling his arm around your shoulder.


-You actually like it, and he’s totally stoked!

-He worked long and hard on it, and it’s his one pride and joy. Besides you, of course.

-He talks about it nonstop, and about how glad he is that you had that brilliant idea.

Ultra Magnus

-He’s very self conscious about his avatar. He wants you to be happy with it, and is relieved when you are.

-He asks you if you’d like to help him try it out.

-He starts it up, and takes you somewhere quiet to see if he can use it to romance you.

Optimus Prime

-He doesn’t mean to brag, but he’s proud of his work. When you’re happy with it, his spark glows all the more.

-He has a few things here and there he’d like to fix.

-He’ll let you see him as soon as he’s finished.

Inseong As A Ghost

The most laziest ghost ever the type you see who stands in one corner of your room and you think he’ll jump out at you but he highkey just stays there and doesn’t even move so you learn to get used to him when he shows up at night cuz cute ghost ok. That goes on for like 2 weeks till suddenly one night he’s like “hey” and you flip your shit. 

•You only see him in your room because he’s highkey too lazy to follow you outside. “Sunlight? Thats how I died, by being outside. The world’s too dangerous, I suggest you stay inside here forever with me Till you die”  And your like “Um thanks but no thanks Im good seeya later when I get back home though!” The only times hes goes out is when he’s ghost busting with Sf9 and he’s always messing up too, accidently letting a ghost get out of his grip and they have to catch it again and everyones like ‘ r ya serious inseong it took us all day to catch this one’ 

Usually roams around your apartment knocking stuff over and your like “Inseong, if your not gonna use the kitchen and cook me a 5 course meal, come out of there-stop knocking my pots and pans over’ and later he comes back into the livingroom to watch tv with u like ‘What, I was just searching for food btw theres a rat in there’ Often wakes you up in the middle of the night from all the noise he makes from flying through every room of your apartment, your house is always a mess in the morning

•As a ghost who’s always hungry he’s always asking to light some incense and food offerings so your apartment is always surrounded with smoke and most of your groceries and savings is spent on food for him. “Bring food, I don’t need money I can’t eat money’ Your friends Never want to come over cuz they always say ‘your place is so dark and eery and I can’t breathe in there yo’. Legit one time the landlord broke down your door cuz everyone in the apartment thought your place was on fire from all the smoke was that was seeping out the door and into the hallway.

•One time he legit invited all his sf9 ghost members and you swear your house was so messy and loud it almsot felt like your apartment was hell on earth. Your landlord came again knocking on your door like ‘how many boys you got in there and whats with all this smoke? You know about the policy of how many people you can bring over’ And you awkwardly laugh while blocking the door like ‘yeah they’re just my university friends they’ll leave soon, I’ll end the party now so sorry’

You suddenly get attached to him so you sat him down one night and asks him why he’s always standing and never wants to go outside even just for fun. He trusts you at this point so he tells you that when he was alive he was  a university student who was always protesting outside with others even though his single stay at home mom begged him not to so he died by police brutality and he regets it so much for leaving his mom all by herself  You just get so sad for him you decide to visit his mom and he actually followed along with you for the first time to see her. Luckily, she  was doing well and was healthy so he felt really happy and thank you for relieving such burdens off his shoulders so he can walk around outside without such guilty feelings.

•Then you get a chill feeling down your spine so you ask him ‘…..but why me? How did you end up in my room? And he just looks and smile like ‘The day when I died and i was protesting outside, you walked past me and I fell in love at first sight’ and thats how u got a ghost for a bf. 

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Kiss Me Better (22/?)

Pairing: Bucky x Reader, Loki x BFF!Reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Summary: After being cleared for field work, Bucky invites Reader to celebrate his milestone.

A/N: More alternate scenarios near the bottom guys! Again, I didn’t tag anyone for those, but the links are there for anyone who wants to read them. 

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Tony wanted to throw a party to celebrate Bucky’s milestone, but Steve put his foot down. He was adamant that the manner in which to honor him be his choice, and Bucky chose a camping trip. When he placed your breakfast in front of you, you thanked and congratulated him for being cleared for missions.

“Thanks,” he gave you a doleful smile. “Uh, you’re gonna come, right? On the camping trip?”

“Ok,” Tony forcefully set his mug down. “What the hell happened while we were gone?”

“Nothing,” both you and Bucky answered a little too quickly.

“She’s never been camping before, and I think she’d enjoy it is all…” Bucky tried to play it off.

“Right, because suddenly you’re Mr. Considerate,” Tony jeered.

“Enough, Tony.” Steve scolded. “When do you want to leave, Buck?” he asked, trying to ease the growing tension in the room.

A little snippet of your favorite song sounded from your phone, indicating you’d just received a message.

“Is that Matt?” Wanda squealed. She and Nat immediately leaned in to read his cute text over your shoulder.

“Hm, he’s kinda cheesy,” Nat commented, earning a smack from Wanda.

“It’s sweet and romantic!”

“Soon,” Bucky glanced your way, swallowing hard. “Maybe this week, if we can?”

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Big Bright Beautiful World (Part 5) - Bruce Wayne x Reader

Y’all this is the part that made me want to start writing this thing.

Tagging:  @4evahevah @memento-scribet@aworldwideapart @makeup-wonder-woman @epickimmie

Words: 1396

“Can you put me down now?” You ask the large man who just managed to rescue you from the League of Assassins. Batman has been carrying you for what feels like forever, but based on how fast he and Robin are actually running, you are slightly relieved you don’t have to physically keep up. But it’s the principle of being the damsel in distress that has you wanting to run for yourself.

Batman doesn’t answer. He doesn’t even look at you. He doesn’t even respond when you make it to a small clearing and see a small black plane that looks like something out of a science fiction story. As you get closer you realize it’s much bigger than you thought it was.

“Hey!” You hit him lightly on his back. “You can put me down now!”

“I’ll put you down if you get in the plane.” He glances at you, and for some reason the look makes your blood simmer. However, he sets you on the ground before you respond one way or the other.

“I’ll get in that plane when you tell me why you’ve kidnapped me.” You straighten your back in an attempt to make you appear taller than you are, though it doesn’t really work.

“Kidnapped you? We rescued you!” Robin seems to pop out from behind Batman.

“As I recall, I didn’t want to leave. And Batman took it upon himself to forcefully remove me from my room. Kidnapping.” You give a contented nod on the last word.

“Princess, just get in the plane.” Batman says, and though his entire being radiates intimidation, you stand your ground.

“No! I have been a captive for almost all of my life, and I refuse to take another step without some kind of explanation!” You cross your arms in a huff to send your point home. “At the very least take off that ridiculous helmet.”

Robin steps forward and attempts to bargain with you. “Princess, please. We’re in a hurry. The league is—”

“No.” Batman extends his arm across Robin’s chest, cutting the younger boy off. He reaches up and places his hands on either side of his cowl. “If Her Highness so demands.”

When he takes off the helmet the air rushes out of your lungs.

It’s him.

The man who has given you so much hope stands in front of you.

But when he speaks again, his former charm fades away. “And since you’re so keen on answers, Princess,” the way he emphasizes your title simultaneously causes you to see red and want to hide in a hole, “we came to rescue you. The King and Queen of Luma are dead, and the Princess—you—has been lined up to marry a noble man to run the kingdom.”

Any breath left in your lungs falls away at this news. The parents you haven’t seen in twenty years are dead?

Instead of responding, you stare at the man in front of you in shock. His expression softens ever so slightly when he notices how much the news has broken you, and when he guides you toward the plane, you don’t object at all.

“Robin, set the coordinates for the safe house along the coast.” He says once you are buckled in. “The League will assume we are going directly to Luma. We need to throw them off.”

You barely register that you are going anywhere. You just stare into space and hold the tears in as you process the fact that the only family you have ever known is gone.


“This is your room for the night.” Batman gestures to a cramped room with a single cot in the corner.

“Batman this is no place for a princess!” Robin hisses to his mentor.

“No, no. It’s perfect.” You flash a fake smile at the boy and walk in the room before grabbing the door handle. “Well, gentlemen, I bid thee goodnight.”

“Wait! Do you want me to tell you a bedtime story or something? Because I will!” Despite how much his smile brightens your heart, you want nothing more than to be alone right now.

“I said goodnight.” You mutter before shutting the door in their faces.

“She seems nice. I like her.” Dick says to the door that is now two inches from his nose. He turns around to find Bruce laying out their cots in the small space the safe house provides. He sits on one and takes his mask and cape off and looks over to see Bruce lying on his back and staring at the ceiling.

“Hey, Bruce.” Dick speaks in a soft and unusually serious voice. “If you could be anything what would you be?”

Bruce turns his head to look at his son. “What?”

“I mean if you could have been anything but Batman, what would you choose?”

“I wouldn’t.”

“Come on, Bruce! What would you pick?” Dick slides under the cot’s blanket and looks at Bruce. When Bruce answers by facing the ceiling again, Dick speaks. “Man you are no fun at all. What do you have against the world anyway? Y/N didn’t deserve to hear about her parents like that!”

“I don’t have a problem with the world! It’s the world that seems to have a problem with me!” Bruce faces Dick, and the sudden action causes the younger boy to jump in his bed. “And life isn’t sunshine and rainbows! It’s best she learn that now before becoming queen.”

“But, Bruce, that doesn’t mean you can’t try to make it as happy as you can.” The two sit in silence for a few moments, and since Bruce didn’t reject Dick’s words, the boy asks his question again. “Isn’t there anything else you would want to be?”

“Anything but Batman?” Bruce asks the question to himself. “In a different world maybe, just maybe I’d be a real hero. A hero like the ones in the stories. I’d defend a kingdom with honor, a shield and sword at my side.”

Dick sits up and looks at Bruce, who for the first time in Dick’s memory has a genuine happiness on his face. Bruce looks at Dick before he continues. “Or maybe I could have been a poet and write myself a different story. One that tells of hope and glory while wiping away the lies. I’d write words with wit and perfect timing. I’d show the world my heart and confess the things I yearn and be praised for it.

“I used to think I could be something like that, Dick. In my childhood. Before my parents died. And then I learned better. We all learn.” Bruce looks at Dick with a sad smile. “An orphan always hides his true self. An orphan always stays in the dark and all alone.”

Bruce turns away again and lets his mind wander back to his dreams. “But if I could change all of that, of course I’d be a hero, and I would scale a tower to save a princess and carry her away. But a beast would be standing guard, and I’d somehow overwhelm it.” Dick smiles slightly as he notices the light of hope in Bruce’s eyes. “I’d get the girl and take a breath as we lock eyes and speak of love. We’d share a kiss. I’d have a hero’s ending. A perfect happy ending. A big bright beautiful world.”

When Bruce looks at Dick again his old cold exterior has returned, and his words pull down a weight heavier than Dick would have thought possible. Dick realizes how alone Bruce actually is.

“But not for me.”


You lie in bed with a tear stained pillow as the thoughts tumble in your head. Orphan. You are now an orphan.

But you will also be a queen. You can’t show weakness. You have to show them strength, even if it means faking every day of your life. The thoughts strangle your mind.

An orphan will always hide. An orphan will always stay in the dark and all alone.

But you have to have hope. Your parents may be gone, but you can still dream. If you’ve learned anything from your stories it’s that there are rules and strictures. There will always be a happy ending.

One day you’ll find your White Knight.

You will find your perfect happy ending.

Because that’s how it should be.

Company - Part 3

Summary: You’re the new forensic scientist at CCPD and have to share the laboratory with Barry Allen for a while. The thought of that doesn’t please him too much, but that’s only until he meets you.

Pairings: Barry Allen x female reader

Word count: 1053

A/N: Here’s the very requested third part! I hope everyone likes it. Let me know if you’d like to see the next part! Also, the ending is terrible, I’m sorry lol

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12


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