you started off so well

Percy Weasley

So I saw this today. Ok first of WHAT?! 1 Issue is a lot?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! One issue is not a lot!! Like that’s just dumb! Second, saying Dick/Babs or Dick/Kori can’t happen but Dick/Shawn can (even tho Dick/Babs and Dick/Kori have been developed over years) is just so backwards to me. I don’t hate Shawn, and I have nothing against doing something new, and I’m a strong advocate for not giving into the demand of a fandom just cause one ship is more popular than another, but at least justify it. I like you Seeley! You started off so well! But the more I see the less confident I am in your understanding of Dick Grayson and just how important his relationships with Babs and Kori actually are.

My North Star (pt 4)

Originally posted by eyomo

A/N: I got around to writing part four tonight! I hope you all like it. There no way in hell that this is going to be finished by part 5, because I’m thinking of at least another three parts. BUT Let me know if you want a part 5, otherwise I’m not going to continue to write!

Summary: You have been in love with your best friend, the one constant in your life, for as long as you can remember. But what happens when the new girl comes along? And a new guy, who’s pining for your heart.

Length: 3563 words omg sorry not sorry. I’ll make the rest of the parts shorter 

Previous parts: part 1 part 2 part 3

Genre: angst, romance, fluff.

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Haechan ; 100 (Drabble Challenge)

Haechan Scenario 

Prompt: "Sometimes I take hot showers to practice burning in hell, that being said there is a place for me in hell and it’s called the throne" 

Genre: Fluff; Drabble

Words: 393

a/n: Sorry I have been so inactive this week, I haven’t been feeling well and I was experiencing some writers block. I’m going to try and finish all of the remaining drabble requests today and tomorrow.

   There were times when you wondered how haechan was able to have a full out roast session one minute and be the most adorable and caring boyfriend the next minute. The two options were on two very different sides of the spectrum and yet the two were never far from each other. One moment he was complimenting you on how cute you looked in your outfit and the very next moment he was teasing you, there was no in-between.

   It was a quiet Saturday evening and the sound of the tv filled the air acting as background noise. You sat on the couch with a bowl of popcorn on your lap and haechan’s arms around you. It was a seemingly normal night as both of you watched the screen before you that was playing a random reality tv show that happened to be on at the time.

  “Hey Haechan,” you say “I used to think that your adorableness would save you from the fiery place that is hell, but seeing how you roast me 24/7, I no longer think that it will be enough to save you anymore.” you say completely out of the blue.

  “It’s funny how you mention that my dear (Y/N),” he starts, “Sometimes I take hot showers to practice burning in hell, that being said there is a place in for me in hell and it’s called the throne.”

  “Wow,” you comment “Not quite the answer that I was expecting but I’ll take it. I’m glad you have everything planned out. You grabbed a handful of popcorn “Don’t miss me too much.”

  “Who says you’re not going to be down there with me,” Haechan comments reaching over to grab some popcorn “You’ll be my right-hand lady, queen of the underworld.”

  “What makes you think I will be with you, I have done nothing wrong, I am an angle.” you retort.

  “Don’t flatter yourself (Y/N), you are not as innocent as you think,” Haechan responds

  “How so?”

  “Well, to start off, you just told me that I was going to hell literally out of nowhere, and you always join in when I’m roasting the other members.” he points out causing you to pause, he was right. “Your silence tells me that I’m kind of right in this situation, but don’t worry as long as we are together we’ll be fine.”

Requested: ✅

Up next: Mark; 100 (Drabble challenge) ~ "What are you twelve?“ - “Out of ten? Yes." 

[Requests are open]


part 2; lies and deceit

Part one

Pairings: jungkook x reader x taehyung 

Genre: angst | fluff | light smut (later on)

Description: two best friends, both have lies that can hurt you, but one is going to hurt you more than the other. 

Word Count: 3k

a/n:  this part is super cheesy lol but i don’t care bc i felt cheesy and angsty..  as i said before i want to make this scenario as short as possible but we’ll see.. or i might just stop altogether. either way i really hope some of you like it and again thank you so much for taking the time to read. 

People always seemed to be intimated by you for some reason. Each time you walked the halls people gave you this strange look as if they couldn’t understand you, as if you weren’t like them in anyway. Which is why you never had any friends your freshman year of high school. None. Not a soul wanted to sit beside you in class, you were usually left with empty seats on either side of you. During lunch it was the same, you’d sit at the end of a table while the other students filled the seats on the other side. At first you didn’t seem to mind, it’s not like your main focus in high school was to have tons of friends and as your mother would say “experience the best years of your life”. What you really wanted was to focus on grades and getting the perfect GPA. But eventually the emotionless attitude wore out and the suppressed feelings from being an outcast caught up to you..

The first half of your freshman year was outstanding in grades but a complete failure in making any friends or feeling good about yourself, feeling happy.

The only friends you had were books, you’d stay almost everyday after school reading or spending extra time with a teacher to get ahead in the class. Which is how you ran into the one person who would change everything for you.

Jeon Jungkook was popular since birth, or so the rumors went, he was admired by everyone. Every single person in the high school knew him, including the upperclassmen. They loved the bad boy vibes he had, his leather jackets and boots, his one earring he wore, his dark hair and eyebrows, the intimidating and menacing look he had. He was most known for his skills in sports and dating girls older than him. You had three classes with the guy but never paid him any attention, he was loud and obnoxious and it annoyed you. Of course he had the looks, and the body but with his cocky attitude none of it appealed to you. As far as you knew he didn’t even know you existed, if you passed by it was like nothing, he was oblivious to your presence. So for you he didn’t matter.

It was a regular day for you, you were putting your books away in your locker, the halls were empty and everyone had left long ago. You were getting ready to leave yourself. You didn’t hear when Jungkook came marching down the hallway, his face red and full of rage, his big fists clenching at his sides ready to punch anything that was in his way. All you heard was the loud slam of your locker in your face and its echo filling the hallway. You’d expect a scream or squeal to escape your lips but your mouth stayed shut.

“Oh shit! I’m sorry are you hurt?!” Jungkook quickly asks once he see’s someone behind the locker he just punched, his voice trembling still with anger but now more worried. He focuses on you now to see if he did hurt you in anyway and was completely taken back, the sight of you quickly dissolved all the anger he was feeling before and replaced it with something else.

You didn’t hear a word he said, you didn’t even see who it was exactly. You had your eyes closed tight and your hands up to your ears to block out any sound, all you heard was the rapid beating of your heart, it wasn’t even in sync the beating was all over the place.

He touches your shoulder and you open your eyes. They widened when you recognized the guy in front of you. Jungkook was speaking to you his lips moving fast and his brows furrowed displaying a look of full worry and hopelessness. But you couldn’t hear him you still had your ears covered and you were still shaking. He touches your shoulder again and stands closer to you, he only said one word this time and you knew that word. Your name. Jungkook knew your name.

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Late nights

Just a little something I wrote because I can’t sleep. I really need this right now.


Late nights with Harry were always memorable. But the best times were when it wasn’t even night anymore; it had long passed into the next morning but you were too hung up on eachother to care.

You were sitting on the couch, some reality show playing in the background but neither of you were paying attention. This type of night always started off with deep conversation, but eventually transformed into mindless giggles and stupid jokes when you were both too tired to form real thoughts.

His arm was around you, tightly tucking you into his side while you felt his chest vibrate after your latest remark. A quick glance at the clock told you it was just after four in the morning, and you weren’t exactly sure how you’d managed to stay up this late.

You found yourself looking up at Harry while he studied your face, a soft smile forming on his lips.

“So fucking pretty.” He muttered, leaning down to kiss your lips in a sloppy way that left you leaning in for another one after he pulled back.

He still had that smug smile after you were both done, his lips slightly redder now.

His hair was ruffled, and there were clearly bags under his eyes, but neither of you wanted to sleep. Why would you give up such a perfect moment like this, just because you were a little tired?

“You know how much I love you, right?” His voice was extra raspy now, sending chills down your spine as heat rose to your cheeks.

“Hey now,” He leaned down to kiss both your cheeks, tilting your head back up so you could see his little smirk again.

“No blushing, baby. ’S'just me.”

His thumb lazily trailed over your cheek, keeping your face gently held in his hand. The contrast of his cold metal rings was soothing against your hot skin, making you lean further into his touch and close your eyes at the comforting feeling.

“But in case you didn’t know… I love you, like… freaking loads, baby.”

You both started laughing, because as much as either of you tried, nobody could seem to get the right words out.

“I love you too.”


It was almost five when you finally fell asleep. Your head was leaning on Harry’s chest, and he laid awake for longer than he’d admit just because he wanted to admire you. How your hair fell in front of your face, that adorable freckle under your left eye, and the way your nose subconsciously scrunched whenever he tapped it. It was so peaceful; he wished it could stay this way forever.

Within a few minutes of falling asleep, you woke up to shift so your head was laying in his lap, your face snuggled into his tummy.

He wanted to move you both into the bed, but you just looked so comfortable; and he was already starting to doze off as well. He was pretty sure he’d trip up the stairs if he tried to get up now.

He knew he shouldn’t fall asleep like this, because he’d wake up with an awful cramp in his neck the next morning if he did, but it was a little difficult to move with your head on his legs.

His hand slowly stroked through your hair, trying to wake you up without startling you.

“Baby… Hey, we just need to re-situate here; wake up, gorgeous.”

His soothing voice finally made you stir, and he was quick to help you sit up and get some pillows and blankets ready on the couch.

“All better, yeah? Let’s get you all comfy again.”

He laid down, pulling your back against his chest and fighting to keep his eyes open so he could make sure you were comfortable. The couch isn’t exactly meant for sleeping, but it certainly works when you want to be extra close.

He smiled when you half-consciously turned around, nuzzling your head into his neck and releasing a content sigh. He loved holding you any way, but this was by far the best. Keeping you tightly pressed against him, he loved feeling your warm breath tickle his neck while you slept. And it left your lips in the perfect position to place kisses all over him when it was finally time to wake up.

He rubbed your back until he eventually didn’t even have the energy to keep that up anymore, and he kissed the top of your head before closing his eyes.

“I love you, baby.”

He knew you couldn’t hear, but he hoped those words worked their way into one of your dreams somehow. Because you always needed to know you were loved, even at five in the morning when you were asleep.

At that moment, you were both right where you needed to be. Happy, peaceful, but most importantly- together.

Sometimes it’s okay to call it quits

A/N: This just sorta happened. Reader is Sam & Dean’s half-sister, she wasn’t raised in the life but has spent time with Sam & Dean. When things are headed south with her significant other she heads “home” in the hopes of figuring out what she should do. I’m just gonna refer to the significant other that instead of calling them a boyfriend/fiance/husband, whatever so that it can fit with what anyone is going through. This is kinda Dean-centric.

Dean x Sister!Reader

Sam x Sister!Reader

S/O/N=Significant Others Name     Y/S/O=Your Significant Other

Originally posted by samgirlsclub

You stood outside the bunker door, you had your hand raised to knock on the door but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. You knew once your brothers opened the door you’d have to explain everything and right now you just didn’t want to this. You wanted to just pretend like everything wasn’t falling apart, that the man you’ve invested over 6 years of your life to wasn’t slowly draining you of life, you just needed someone to pretend that everything was okay.

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Y’all, someone finally said the question


Originally posted by sam2119931

Morning Musume ‘17 as Girlfriends

Fukumura Mizuki- She’s your childhood friend and you’ve known her since you two were cute, lil, small children. You guys watched each other grow up and took your relationship further by dating. You guys have the “best friends relationship” You guys know basically everything about each other and most people think you two are a good match.

Ikuta Erina- She’s a tough nut to crack but she opened up to you. You guys started off not so well but once you to got to know each other, her sensitive side slowly started to show. She only acts cute in front of you but in public she acts all ikemen and flirts with other girls just for fun. You guys get in fights sometimes but simple romantic gestures make her turn back to normal.

Iikubo Haruna- She’s always trying to get you into anime and manga and always makes you laugh. She’s always looking out for you and you guys look out for each other. When you spend time with each other, you guys laugh until you guys can’t breathe. You always buy her manga and anime merch for her because her otaku side is way too adorable that you can’t help yourself.

Ishida Ayumi- She’s so dorky and easy to tease you can’t help yourself. Whenever you make her pout it’s just the cutest thing you’ve ever seen. Her dancing never ceases to amaze you. One day she asked you to practice with her and you were so bad that she decided to give you dance lessons. You guys have been dancing together ever since. So you guys are not just a couple but dance partners as well.

Sato Masaki- She’s outgoing and always wants to go on dates, because she just loves spending time with you. She’s so cute you laugh at all her jokes, even the ones that aren’t that funny make you giggle because they’re coming from her. Maybe the gifts she gets you for your birthday or your anniversary seems a bit odd at first, but it’s obvious it came straight from the heart and it makes the gift very treasurable. 

Kudo Haruka- The popular girl who both boys and girls chase after, and you’re amazed that she chose you out of all her options. She’s seems like a rebel on the outside, always kabedon-ing you and such, but deep down she’s a huge sweetheart and cares for you deeply. Might kabedon you in public, but kisses you on the cheek all the time when it’s just the two of you.

Oda Sakura- She’s the queen of selfies but also the queen of your heart. You guys always shop for clothes together and she looks good in everything. You guys also do a lot of karaoke and her voice blows you away every time. By the end of the day you guys just lie on the couch or bed and cuddle. She sings you to sleep when you can’t fall asleep.

Nonaka Miki- You guys usually always go for American food on dates and shop for different snacks and sweets to try out. She loves studying English with you but sometimes you get so bored you fall asleep. You once surprised her with a trip to Alabama and she was so happy that she squealed so loud that the neighbors complained.

Makino Maria- She was once a very cute ambitious little girl but then she turned into the sexy independent woman. Before she would be very cutesy but now she now she is very bold and you can see it through her fashion sense. 

Haga Akana- She was very shy during dates at first but she just started to come out of her shell. You guys take your relationship very slowly but surely. Whenever you guys watch scary movies she always clings onto you. She’s very clingy in public and will always hold your hand.

Ogata Haruna- She loves going to the ice rink with you and figure skating. After ice skating you guys get hot cocoa and talk about random stuff such as food and restaurants you guys would like to try out.  

Yokoyama Reina- She was your new neighbor and you thought she was pretty cute so you made the first move. You introduced yourself at her doorstep and showed her around town. After that you took her out a few more times, got to know her and then asked her out. You guys have been dating for only a few weeks and so far you guys both are really happy.

Kaga Kaede- She is the sporty and cool girl in your class. You guys knew each other existed ever since kindergarten but never really got to know each other. One day she decided to start talking to you and she really surprised you. After being very good friends for a while, she finally asked you out.

Without You

Originally posted by chatnoirs-baton

Word count : 3662

Just in case you didn’t read the first two parts c: 

Part 1 : Leaving You
Part 2 : Missing You 

Hands down, Christmas was your favorite holiday out of the whole year. How could it not be? You loved everything about the holiday with all the festivities, time with all your loved ones, personalized gift giving, and the sparkling decorations. You were shocked when you found out that Newt had spent most of his by himself and from that moment on you swore that that would never happen again. 

You smiled to yourself a little, remembering the time you surprised Newt with same freshly baked cookies while he slaved away over his manuscript. He was waist deep in papers, scribbling away with ink stains spotting his skin. He didn’t even notice you carefully walking down the stairs with a plate of cookies in your hands until the aroma filled the room. You’d always remember and love how his face lit up when he saw you. 

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alwayssaltontherim  asked:

I see that you also watch Queen Sugar. What do you think of the Calvin+Nova relationship? 🤔

Oh man. They started off so well. That first scene had me like yasss. And it was all downhill from there. I don’t know why he had to go all All Lives Matter on us, like being married wasn’t bad enough, lol. But despite the cheating part, it was clear that he cared for her, to the point where he was more into her than she was into him, so I actually liked him. I just didn’t like anything about their relationship. 😄Between them and Olivia/Fitz being a mess of endless drama, it just makes me appreciate Richonne so much more.

so. guess who now has a boyfriend.

fwb; yoongi (7/7)

❝when you’re friends with benefits… and he falls in love.
►2909 words; series: fwb (7/7) 
♡ big thank you to my bestie for helping me on this - you the real mvp (you don’t read this but thank you chiews)

Yoongi takes to mind of the little things that you do. Whether it’s outside for a nice meal under the stars or inside the confinement of a coffee shop where they charge him for overpriced sandwiches. That smile on your face when the food tastes so good or when a track he lets you hear takes you over the clouds and high up above until your smile fades into closed eyes with an idly sigh.

Yoongi remembers the things that relate to you and he’s not too sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing. It should be good, no? Because then it shows how much of a considerate and thoughtful person he is but the more he remembers of you, the more he realizes he can’t forget and it embeds in his mind before he can try to erase them. A part of him doesn’t let him because it’s you, but the other part wants him to because it’s you.

Either way, Yoongi can’t bear to make a decision.

Well, not yet, at least.

Not with your cheek pressed to his chest, fingertips brushed upon his hip reminds him he’s stripped down to nothing with you beneath this blanket and the warmth of your bodies together as a whole is rooting him to stay. There’s a small smile on your lips as you sleep, of peace and clarity that he’s jealous. He’s envious of how you could just doze off like that, as if he doesn’t make your heart race like how you do to him. As if you’re not thinking of the many things he’s thinking of like do you feel the way I feel or is it just me?

Is it just me who fell in love?

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late final fantasy ix week ◦ day iv ◦ favorite boss

I commend your courage, but I will show you no mercy.

BTS Reaction to you wearing jewelry with their initials on

Jin (Seokjin): *showers you in smooches as soon as he realizes* AH JAGI you’re the cutest *shows everyone that you’re wearing a bracelet with his initials*

Suga (Yoongi): proud but also cocky about you wanting to show everyone you’re his girlfriend *sweg* *gets earrings with your initials to subtly show you off as well*

J-Hope (Hoseok): *starts dancing because he’s so happy* YES GIRL SHOW EVERYONE THAT I’M YOUR HOPE

Rap Monster (Namjoon): *wears a matching necklace with your initials because he’s so proud of you* *rips the necklace soon after and gets a beanie with your initials instead*

Jimin: *gets a bracelet with your initials on it to match* look Jagi now we can show everyone we belong to each other *super excited*

V (Taehyung): *doesn’t realize what the letters on your necklace mean* Jagi why would you wear that, it doesn’t mean anything? *grins super hard after you explain it to him*

Jungkook: *blushes because he didn’t expect you to do anything like this* *very happy about it but also a tiny bit shy because now everyone knows you’re his girlfriend* *hugs you hard*

Credit to the gif owners~

anonymous asked:

56 and 72 with Bucky please

Bucky x Reader

Prompt: in which Bucky gives you a hard time sparring with him.

Genre: fluff/humor

A/N: The wait is over. Here’s your request, dear annon! Writing action scenes is so fucking hard! Omg! But I hope you get the stills.

Sorry for any typos, I’m on the phone📱😛

Never Again!

Training sessions were hard for you as a new agent who’s just joined the Avengers. Not that you didn’t train in the academy you studied in. But here, people were made of steel. The Avengers trained so fucking hard, any chance they got. You left like living with wrestlers.

Every morning you wkae up at 5 am. Your routine starting from that time. Steve took you under his wing and you jogged with him for two hours, then gym and sparring.

This morning you knew you were scheduled to train with the Winter Soldier himself. He’d grown close to you. After her came out of his cocoon, he and you hit it off really well and starting hanging out often. So when Steve said last night that you’re supposed to be training with Bucky, you didn’t see why you should say no.

But fuck, it was huge mistake. You underestimated Bucky and his skills. You thought he’d take it easy one you, but you took his friendship for granted. He made you run extra, he made you lift extra weights and you were clearly dreading sparring with him.

Before getting into the ring, you quickly excused yourself to the kitchen to refill your bottle. He knew he was being hard on you, which only made him chuckle devilishly. He was having fun, watching you huff and pant. Begging him to have some mercy on you.

While it was ten minutes up and you still didn’t show up at the gym, Bucky thought you’d escaped. So he made a bee line to the kitchen and just as you were about to leave:

“I fucking knew it, you’ll try to escape, Y/N.” Bucky smirked, grabbing the hem of your shirt and pulling you back.

“No!” You cried out. “Bucky please let me go, I’m tired!”

“No, not for at least another hour. We’re practicing and Steve ordered me to teach you my tricks. You don’t wanna defy Captain’s orders, now do you?” He cooed at the end and you pouted, jutting your bottom lip out.

“But what’s wrong with my style? I trained with Steve and he never had a problem with it.” You ask

“Well, there’s nothing wrong in learning new techniques, right?”


“Now, are you coming or do I have to throw you over my shoulder. ‘Cause, you know I’ll do it, if I have to.”

“Oh really?”

To prove his point, he did exactly what he needed to. He crouched down, wrapped his arms around your knees and picked you with such force that you ended up over his shoulder. Metal arm rested on your lower back and the other one down on his side as he turned around, ignoring your curses and protests of putting you down.

With a shit eating grin on his lips, he threw you down on the mattress of the ring. You landed on your butt with a huge bounce. Bucky’s hands on his hips as he looked proud of his little victory.

You cursed at him before getting up, and pat your hands on your leggings, dusting off the dirt and glare at him, “Okay, but only one hour and that’s it! And after this we’re never training with each other ever again!” You scold him, pointing your finger at him.

“Aw, you’re breaking my heart, doll.” He cooed at you, taking his stance. Arms forward, slightly bend along with his knees and palms in a fist. You roll your eyes, imitating his position.

He goes for the first move, aiming his fist at your face. You gasp and duck down, sliding a leg so that he’d trip. Of course, he knew the same old tactic. He’s watched you do that a million times when you’re fighting the enemies.

“Pause!” He yelled and you stopped. “See, that’s where you go wrong. Well, not entirely wrong, because you’re still defending. But that’s a known move. Now, I’ll make the same move again and you’ll defend it.” He said, but before you could argue, he added: “In a different style.”

He fisted at your face again, this time you put your palms forward, diverting his arm and kicked at his abdomen, effectively backing him a few steps. He looked slightly proud as he smirked and nodded, in approval.

Fifteen minutes in and you’re already worn out. You lay down on the ring floor and huff, “Go easy on me, Soldier.”

“This is easy, doll. We haven’t even been so much as to 10% on the difficulty level.” He told you and put his hand forward.

“What percent am I on?” You ask, grunting as you grabbed his extended hand and swiftly got back on your feet and wipe the sweat forming on your forehead.

“Maybe 4%?”

“Wow, that’s accurate.” You scoff.

“Now, we’re gonna learn how to do the rainbow style flip.”

“What the hell is that?” You ask, folding your arms across your chest.

“I’ll show you.” He smirked, a devilish glint in his eyes. “Are you ready?

No, I’m not at all ready! I don’t even know what to do!” You start to panic, taking a few steps back and making a run for it. Bucky lunges forward, grabs you by your waist, so your back is against his chest. He lifts you up, bending backwards (damn he’s flexible) and as he mention the name ‘rainbow’, he makes you do a 180° up in the air and practically throws you down with a harsh bounce.

“FUCK!” You yelp. Your ass is surely bruised with the number of times you’ve landed on it.

“Oops!” Bucky giggles.

“I told you I didn’t know this style! Bucky, what the fuck is wrong with you? I could have broken my arm! OR MY FUCKING NECK!”

“Y/N, you’ve not broken anything. You’re fine! Stop yelling!” Bucky scoffs.

“I AM NOT YELLING, YOU ARE!” You shout in an even higher tone than before. “THAT’S IT! I’m telling Steve never to set me up with you for training again!” You grumble and pick up all your stuff and walk out of the gym.

But as you go, you could only hear Bucky laughing his ass off before you slam the door shut.

anonymous asked:

PLEASE write something royai with "You’re smart and successful with an adorable belly" because Riza being a little shy about her pregnant body and Roy being like "you're ADORB" is what i need in my life. Maybe similar to the concerns and reassurances about her tattoo and scars >.> she's not vain but anyone would think about appearances at least once

Thank you for the request, Nonny! Here’s a little drabble for you~ Sorry I kind of changed the sentence up a bit.

Riza Hawkeye had never been one to care too much about her appearance. While she was always sure to maintain a certain degree of tastefulness when out in civilian clothing, she had never been the type to spend too much time putting herself together, much less obsessing over it. But today, for whatever reason, was different.

Maybe she would use her condition as a scapegoat - much like so many others would. Hormones could be a nasty thing to combat when your brain turns over and rewires itself to accommodate them. The longer she looked at it, though, the less certain she felt that it was her physical body causing her to feel this way. Wasn’t a mother whose body changed and dedicated itself to nurturing a new life supposed to feel sure about it? Because if so… why wasn’t she?

She lifted the bottom of her shirt with one hand and pressed the other to the small swell on her stomach. It was becoming more noticeable now. It wouldn’t be too long before her uniform would be too snug to comfortably wear. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the frown on her reflection’s face deepen. 

Her uniform…

Riza sighed. She knew it was inevitable. That one day she’d have to trade in her uniform for a larger size, or even have to go without. It was difficult to say which she’d prefer, because either way she would stick out like a sore thumb. Her ears grew warm at the thought. It was bad enough that word had already gotten out after a certain best friend of hers decided to tell the wrong person, who in turn told a handful more. The news of her expectancy traveled like wildfire, and before long everyone who didn’t have their heads stuck in the dirt were aware.

Her stomach rolled uncomfortably, and it wasn’t the little one that had done so. The thought of their eyes on her, measuring her up, was unnerving. She was never the one to seek attention and would avoid it at all costs in order to do what she did best - blend into the background. But now that would be relatively impossible. 

She closed her eyes and exhaled softly. She supposed it would be something she’d just have to endure…

A few moments later she felt a familiar pressure on her shoulder as a set of arms simultaneously snaked themselves around her waist, hands finding and resting atop the hand she had on her stomach. Thought she knew who it was, she still opened her eyes, finding herself staring into the obsidian pair that her husband’s reflection wore.

The small smile he wore moments before faded when she did not return it and his brows knitted together. “Is everything alright?”

She knew it wasn’t something she could keep from him, though the thought of telling him such a silly concern seemed too overbearing. Still, she figured that it might ease the ridiculous concern somewhat. After all, Roy had always been the type to see things from all angles. And if not, at least it would be a weight off her chest “It is,” she answered with a sigh. “It’s just…” She slowly tapered off when his hands tightened their grip on hers, bringing her attention back down to the small bump. But instead of the knot she had felt moments ago, she instead felt a small touch of warmth, and a small smile found its way to her lips. There was that feeling she feared was lost. Maybe all it took was a little something to help her remember it. “I guess you could say that I’m not too eager to have all of those eyes on me when the inevitable happens.” His brows arched and she shook her head. “I’m pretty sure I’ll be hard to miss.”

He took a few moments to process her statement, but then his small grin returned and he hugged her tighter to himself. “You mean more than you already are?”

Her brows knitted together, now the one who was confused.

Roy chuckled. “You’re one of the finest marksmen stationed at Central, Riza. You’re pretty hard to miss.” He rubbed his thumb over the back of her hand and she felt herself grow warm again. “Not only are you beautiful, but you’re smart and successful. Something that’s admired by anyone you meet. And now,” he added with a nod toward their hands, “You have an adorable belly to add to the mix.”

She shook her head and gave him a quiet laugh. “So are you saying that I can’t avoid it? That I’m doomed?”

“Doomed to be admired? Yes. But doomed to being a spectacle?” He pressed a quick kiss to her cheek. “No.”

She rolled her eyes and leaned her head against his, eyeing their reflection again. For the third time in that short span, her eyes wandered back down to her growing stomach. And once again she felt a light warmth swell within her. He was a sweet-talker alright, but one who had helped mitigate the little bit of worry that had firmly rooted itself in her psyche. But now… Now she felt something different.

Now… She felt ready.

we'll still have each other| kiane

summary: now that it’s raining more than ever, know that we’ll still have each other. [yes rihanna trash leave me alone]

pairings: king/diane, sorta one-sided diane/meliodas.

sidenote: *slides in* wow. Something with an actual story and not just pointless drabbling?? i thought this day would never come. dedicated to my DEAR friend Kiri, sorry this took me so long bby. have some cavity kiane.


A single rain drop hit her nose. Another slid down the expanse of her cheek, laughingly slow, like a tear drop paving a path for its brothers.

She had been expecting rain. She was even wearing her black rain boots, with bright white polka dots, and a light navy blue jacket to cover her school uniform.

She had forgotten an umbrella. How stupid of her.

She stared down at the sidewalk, watching the pale cream color dull into a deeper beige as the raindrops coated it, slowly at first, then all at once, like someone had decided to pour a bucket over the entire city.

Pieces of her hair became plastered to her cheeks from the force of the rain she didn’t care now, nothing mattered anyways.

The day had started off so well, too.



“What are you going to do today Diane?” Elizabeth asked her, school had just ended and they were on their way home to start the weekend.

“Nothing,” she replied, clutching her lunch box anxiously. She wasn’t going to tell Elizabeth what she had planned, she’d probably end up interfering anyway.

“We should go shopping tomorrow, I need new socks.” Elizabeth chatted. Diane wasn’t really listening, she had too much planned today, too much going on. She loved Elizabeth, but she sure could be oblivious sometimes.

When they got to Elizabeth’s house, Diane was all too eager to say goodbye to her. She had been waiting weeks for this day, and finally, she was going to confess. She was going to confess her love to Meliodas, it was all happening today.

She had snuck a note asking him to meet her after school at the football field. Football practice was cancelled because of the rain that was scheduled, already the clouds were beginning to darken, but it didn’t dampen her spirits one bit.

The trip to the fields took less than a minute, and the butterflies in her stomach were stirring up a ruckus. She was nervous, and excited, and hopeful all at once. She felt like she was in elementary school again, seeing him for the first time.

She grabbed a silvery section of the bleachers and hoisted herself up to see better. The metal was cool to the touch, and she eagerly scanned the field.

There he was. He had actually came! He was standing by the scoreboard on his phone.

She wondered who he was texting. Probably Ban.

Another part of her brain said that it was Elizabeth, but she swept the nagging thought away quick enough. She had noticed their closeness over the past year, and it had ticked her off a bit, since she had him first, technically, but she loved Elizabeth, so she’d never confront her.

She inhaled deeply and began the trek to the goal post. Everything would be ok.

When she was halfway there, Meliodas hadn’t even looked up from his phone. She felt her heart tighten and she weighed the option of running away.

But it wasn’t worth it, she’d run away too many times. This was her last chance.

“Meliodas,” she called when she was within earshot. He looked up from his phone and threw her a casual wave.

“Yo, Diane. What are you doing here?” He asked, looking mildly confused. He must’ve not realized she was the one who’d asked him to meet.

“I wanted to meet you here.” She said, folding her hands behind her back anxiously. Hi eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“That was you? What’s up?” He wondered allowed, still keeping that dopey curious face.

“I wanted to tell you something…” she closed her eyes and summoned all of the courage she had in her. “I…”

“Is it going to rain?” He interrupted her suddenly, holding his hand out, almost waiting for a raindrop to fall into the palm of his hand.

Frustrated, Diane puffed out her cheeks and decided to go out on a limb.

“I love you!”

It took a few seconds to affect him, he curled his hand into a fist and dropped it back to his side. Then, he sighed, like he had been expecting this whole ordeal to go down one day, and leaned his back against the goal post. It was old, so it made a small squeaking sound in protest.

“No you don’t,” he responded simply. Flabbergasted, Diane opened and shut her mouth, hoping for intelligent words to pour out with no avail.

“Wh-at?” She barely managed to annunciate. He shrugged.

“Come on Diane, you don’t really love me. And I don’t love you, not the way you want me to. I think you know that.” He told her softly.

“That’s…” she digested his words slowly, painfully, like needles sinking into her flesh.

He didn’t love her. He didn’t like her back, not at all…

“You’re my friend, Diane. And you always will be. But you don’t love me, you should realize that. It’s pointless to pin after me when you could do so much better.” He spoke with such resounding confidence, Diane wanted to believe him. But she was too hurt to even speak.

She had spent so long loving him, it didn’t seem like there’d be any world for her to return to after this rejection.

“Hm. It is going to rain, you should get home.” Meliodas said before inhaling and turning around to walk home.

She stood there, in the football field, watching him walk away.

That couldn’t be it. That couldn’t be all. This was her moment, her time to shine, it wasn’t supposed to be this way-

She looked down at her hands in awe.

What was wrong with her?



She wants to walk home, but her feet are frozen, the rain just falls harder and harder and somewhere along the line she starts crying, too.



Puddles begin forming on the street beside her, and cars fly by, eager to get home, to see their families after a long day at work.

She just stares at the ground, like she is waiting for it to grow a pair of lips and give her some decent advice.

What could possibly come next? Every chapter of her life up until now had been next chapter, you’ll live happily ever after, with Meliodas by your side.

But the chapter was over, and she had no happily ever after. She had no prince.

Maybe she was the dragon in this story, and everybody knows dragons don’t get happy endings.

But didn’t she deserve one too? Dragons want a happy ending, just like any princess.

She steps in a deep puddle and some water drips down into her socks. Great.

She’s sure she smells like a storm and looks like one tore right through her, but she doesn’t really care.

What was the point of looking pretty if you had no prince to be pretty for?


Her heart pauses at the sound. Could it be, Meliodas had come back for her?

She looks up, eyes wide with wonder, but blinks in confusion when she sees someone else running towards her.

“Good god, you’re soaked! Here,” he remarks,  holding his umbrella up higher, just so it covers up her dripping wet body.

King is not built for running, he is tiny for a boy his age and is wheezing like a dying hamster. It’s somewhat endearing, partly because she knows she looks no more attractive than he.

“Thanks King.” She speaks hollowly, making no movement to indicate genuine gratitude.

“Are you…?” He stands up after a few seconds of heavy breathing. “Ok? Are you ok? Did someone hurt you? You’re-“ his hand stops a few inches from her face. “You’re…crying…”

“I’m fine.” She assures him, in the least reassuring voice she’s ever conjured.

“Who did this? Who made you cry?! I’ll-“

“King, it’s fine. It doesn’t matter.” She makes a tiny effort to wipe her tears away, but frowns when nothing but dark black smudges on her hand. Right. Her makeup.

“No! If someone hurt you, that’s not ok! I…” He trails off again and it’s then Diane realizes that neither one of them are very good with words.

“It’s my fault,” she admits, trying her best to wipe her sopping makeup off. “I was dumb.”

“You…you’re not dumb, Diane.” He tells her, adjusting the umbrella to it’s a little bit higher. She is a few inches taller than him, but it was still endearing to see him try.

“I really am,” she sniffs, looking down at him sadly. “He never loved me, did he? I never stood a chance, you know that King.”

His face contorts in realization. Diane wonders if everyone did know about her crush, it seemed like Meliodas was the one who new more than anyone else.

“Well – yeah, maybe he doesn’t like you now, but that’s not because you’re bad, or anything!” King says, his tone is rushed, and she can instantly tell he’s just trying to cheer her up. He’s always done that, always been the one to pull her back on her feet. It’s selfish of her to want to keep King to herself sometimes.

“Do you think there’s something wrong with me?” She asks him, but it’s more directed at herself than anyone. What flaws did she have that drove Meliodas away? Was she too tall? That had always been a problem in her life…

“N-no! There’s nothing wrong with you! I mean-“

She raises one of her eyebrows at him. He blushes, and looks down.

“I mean,  you’re just…” He stops, almost like there’s a word lingering on the tip of his tongue.

“I’m just…what?” She asks him, looking down with blatant wonder and curiosity.

He smiles at her nervously and shrugs.


She stops walking for a second, and so does he. It seems like both of them are equally embarrassed.


“I mean…I just…”

“Thank you.”

He looks up at her, worried expression slowly fading.

“Thank you King, really.” She wipes her eyes again, only minimal dark smudges appear. She’s sure they make the weirdest pair, a sobbing, raccoon, faced girl and a small, fairy-faced boy.

“You’re…welcome, Diane.”

“You’ll always be my friend, right?” she asks, a wide smile gracing her cheeks.

His heart stops. She is so beautiful.


Because for her, he’ll be anything.

“Good, because I think I need a lot of ice cream,” she laughs a little bit, peeling a bit of wet hair off of her forehead.

He laughs along with her, tightening the grip on his umbrella to make sure she isn’t getting any rain on her.

They walk home to the beat of the falling rain, and the sunshine on Diane’s horizon is just a chapter away.