#ALSO IM BACK AT MAKING GIFS AGAIN LETS GOO

[ongshimi]

“What? You’re. . . Laughing?”

BEYOND EVIL (EPISODE 8) — 2021

[parkerdoeswriting]

Just the Two of Us

(Spencer Reid x GN Reader)

part 1:

category: fluff oneshot

summary: reader and spencer hang out together after a month since reader was held at gunpoint, and a confession occurs

warnings: brief mentions of past traumatic experiences

word count: 0.9k

A/N: sorry for disappearing for a long time LOL, I just recently started school again and I’ve lost all motivation to write and I have no inspiration so PLEASEE IF YOU SEE THIS PLEASE LEAVE SUGGESTIONS IN MY ASK BOX IM BEGGING YOU

“I can’t believe you’ve never watched Sound of Music before” you laugh softly, cuddling up to your best friend as you turn on the tv.

You had invited Spencer over for a movie night, it had been a month or two since the whole incident at the warehouse. You had been required to attend weekly therapy for a while ever since then, and you had just recently been cleared to return to the BAU. Spencer was there for every step of your healing, being the shoulder you could cry on when things got tough.

“It’s just not historically accurate! The Von Trapp’s never escaped over a mountain, and there were ten children, not seven” Spencer starts to rant, his hands gesturing as he speaks.

You smile at him as he spews facts about the inaccuracies, just admiring the way he explains things and how he looks when he goes on and on.

“And Baron Von Trapp wasn’t as disciplinary as he was portrayed in the film!” Spencer finishes, smiling softly.

“Mhm” you say, your eyes practically making goo goo eyes at him.

He catches your gaze and he blushes, swiftly looking away again.

“Um… we could still watch it if you want?” he says quietly, rubbing his neck.

“I’m good” you reply, smiling widely.

“No! I really want to watch it with you” he exclaims, holding your hands together with his.

“Let’s do it then!” you smile, getting up to go through your dvd cabinet.

You locate the disc, giving it a quick wipe down before sticking it in the player. You climb back on the couch, wrapping a blanket around you both.

“We should make popcorn” you add, snuggling against his body, your chin resting on his shoulder.

You can feel his body shake slightly, his face heating up as you do this.

“I’ll- I’ll go make some!” he squeaks, springing up and rushing to the kitchen.

You awkwardly readjust on the couch, wondering if you accidentally weirded him out. Spencer doesn’t know this, but for as long as you’ve known him, you’ve had an underlying crush on him. But you knew dating an FBI agent as an FBI agent wasn’t a good idea, so you backed off.

You smell butter and popcorn emanating from the kitchen, filling the air. You hear rustling in your cabinets, Spencer presumably trying to find a bowl. The faint sound of the ad rolls from the dvd playing in the background.

After a moment, he comes back out with popcorn, buttered and salted to perfection. He hands it to you before sitting down beside you, just in time for the beginning of the movie.

“Thank you, boy genius” you ruffle his hair, smiling.

He smiles back, dipping his hands into the popcorn bowl on your lap.

You rest your head on his shoulder as you watch the opening scenes, the familiar melody

prompting you to sing along. Spencer watches as you sing, his eyes watching you. You don’t notice his gaze, your eyes too focused on the tv to care.

You look at him finally, your eyes widening and your face reddening as you see him.

“Sorry” you laugh awkwardly, pushing some strands of your hair back.

“I like your singing” he confesses, his face also as red as yours.

“Thanks Spence” you smile cheekily.

You guys cuddle together once again, wrapping your blanket around him. You belt out the songs as they play, acting out scenes as well. You chew the popcorn, throwing them up and catching them in your mouth.

“Hey Spence, how many do you think I can catch in a row?” you ask, holding kernels in your hand.

“Hm, 4?” he says, watching you.

You throw the kernels up one by one.

1…

2…

3…

4…

and…

5…!

“Yes!” you squeal, clapping your hands excitedly.

Spencer smiles at your pure joy, giving you a small chuckle.

You turn your attention back to the television, letting yourself absorb yourself in it. You sing happily, putting your legs in his lap as you lean against the sofa’s armrest. His hand rests on your shin, his thumb rubbing circles into it.

“Mm” you sigh happily, smiling softly at the tv.

“Is this alright?” he asks, making sure he’s not making you uncomfortable.

“Yeah” you whisper, your hand reaching for his, trying to place itself on top.

You both stare at eachother for a moment, reveling in the feeling. Your eyes move from his eyes from his lips, lingering on them.

You can see Spencer slowly lean towards you, his head tilting slightly. His lips connect with your cheek, giving you a long and sweet kiss. Your face heats up at the touch, your hands touching his face.

“I like you, Spence” you rub his face with your thumbs.

“I like you too..” he replies softly, his words causing you to lean in.

Your lips press against his, starting out soft as you move closer to him. Your hands grip onto his locks, pulling on them gently.

He cups your face with his hands, practically devouring your lips with his.

“Liked you for so long” he mumbles against his lips, squishing your face as he kisses you.

“Same” you mumble back, your words strained from the pressure on your squished lips.

You crawl into his lap, wrapping your legs around his hips. He holds your waist with his hands, slowly laying you back against the couch as he hovers over you.

You both pull away from each other's lips, smiling dorkishly at the events that happened. You brush his hair back behind his ears as it hangs over you, admiring his gorgeous face.

“Love you”.

[tenaciouschronicler]

August 2 and 3 2024 2009

I fear I really will need to put all my posts into a word doc.

Lets work through the lore shall we.

So, back on page 251 when the Kernel divided it 'hatched' upon arrival to The Medium. These Kernels, one light and one dark, upon situating themselves in their respective Orbs activate the Imps present giving them characteristics from the prototyping, in this case harlequin clothing.

Im gonna put the rest under the cut, this post got away from me.

Again working from top to bottom, These Orbs are situated upon one of Four Spires which make up the throne of either sides Sovereign Power; the Dark throne is purple while the Light throne is gold. The first Kernels arrival is the catalyst that starts the 'true game', increasing the board to a 12x12, adding more pieces and actually placing the kings on opposite corners. Light is also always destined to lose. Im curious if each game can only be played by four players or if only the first four are placed in the spires and subsequesnt players dont have any effect on the Sovereign Powers? Could you play with less than four players and how would that game play out?

John and WV both wonder what the point is then if Light always loses and Nanna says that is The Ultimate Riddle they have to solve.

This part made me remember way back on page 82 when the narrator said:

The game presently eluding you is only the latest sleight of hand in the repertoire of an unseen riddler, one to engender a sense not of mirth, but of lack. His coarse schemes are those less of a prankster than a common pickpocket.

His riddle is Absence itself. It is a mystery dispersing altogether, like the moon's faint reflection, with even one pebble of inquiry dropped in its black well. It is the most diabolical riddle of all.

At the time I wrote, "Googling Absence gives us "the state of being away from a place or person". So his riddle is a state of being away from others... I feel like the following statement gives more but I cant discern what." Could this be The Ultimate Riddle Nanna is refering to? I still cant tell what the riddle is, maybe after I put all the Lore together I can at least try to add more to this. (After stepping back and re-reading it I figured out the 'diabolical riddle'; the nature of Absence is transitory and evanescent, here one moment gone the next. Looking for answers only serves to hasten its absence, obscuring itself with more questions.)

For now, John has to climb towards Skia by passing through the gates utilizing the games building funtion to reach. In that way he can save Dad! And what about Earth?

Nanna drops the bombshell that Earth is done for, regardless of how well they do in this game.

Finally done with her duty, Nanna heads off to bake John cookies! For the first time we see her phase through the walls leaving blue goo on the Con Air poster. We didnt see her doing that earlier but maybe theres more goo around the house.

WV is All About them cookies and pushes John to pursue. We learn John hates any and all baked goods "totally abjur[ing] the hell out of that idea."

Roses Pesterchum image is annoyed now, having tried to get Johns attention this whole time and is now trying to use a box to the head.

Unfortunately for her I think this is Johns last straw and hes having a well deserved scream. After everything hes gone through and learned, I think he needs it.

In the meantime and probably against better judgement, theres still a fire raging Rose, shes gonna update the GameFAQ. And apparently get sassed by a dead cat. It's pretty much all his fault you're in this mess in the first place, so he can just button it.

Whatever you say Rose.

[toastess-with-the-mostess]

Let's Rewind! Toast Watches Voltron: Defender of The Universe (1984)

Season 1, Episode 39: The Captive Comet Season 1, Episode 40: The Little Prince

Episode 39: The Captive Comet OH BOY IS THIS THE EPISODE I THINK IT IS, THIS IS GONNA BE FUN

Opening with Haggar dishing out some lore, yes please universe started with a big bang and that apparently created a comet that acted like a black hole that at some point Voltron banished to a far corner of the universe inch resting

this was a fairy tale for drule children? i wonder how that story would've gone

ROMELLE WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH

"take it easy zarkon, eaaaasy" Haggar smokes weed for sure

she sacrificed a star fleet to be able to control the comet, another thing that feels so similar to a plot point in vf

did they just pull Romelle out of her cell just to let her freak out about the omega comet heading to arus 😭 what a petty move lotor

smart cookie, she found a way to contact the team before getting found out

"human on arus" so is arus like a colony of earths that slowly became its own governing body? Inch resting, they will still be aliens to me though

how does Coran know about the secret plan that happened before voltron split into lions if he only found out voltron after it was split into 5?? I'm gonna make this lore make sense by the end of the episode I swear

early voltron formation, shits about to get real

oh man they already got to the comet? also why did Allura look so young in that scene?

Keith: maybe your right Lance: I know im right! get his ass lance

the secret plan is to go 4 sector power setting?? oh this is so a trap YEAH ITS A TRAP THEY'RE GETTING SUCKED INTO THE COMET AND LOTOR USED ROMELLE TO GET VOLTRON TO DO IT WHAT THAT WAS SUCH A GOOD PLAN

oh man voltron is trapped trapped for realises this time, he can't even get out of the comet's gravity

ofc they contacted the alliance for help, and they'd rather let Voltron die instead of giving any help "ill see what i can do" literally i want the alliance broken

PRINCE BANDOR COMING IN TO HELP THE TEAM LETS GOO again i need to make this lore make sense and by the end of this show i fucking will

YES I WAS RIGHT THEY'RE DEAD THE TEAM ACTUALLY DIED OH MY GOD YESS THIS IS SUCH A GOOD EPISODE

and now an entire fleet of doom (lol) is heading towards Arus IS THAT THE END OF THE EPISODE HOLY SHIT

/episode end

Episode 40: The Little Prince TWO PART EPISODE LETS GO

recaap time since this was a weekly premiering show

literally starting off with an invasion of Arus now that Voltron is gone, this is wild especially because it's not even the season finale

"Coran made the situation worse by calling Prince Bandor for help" I HATE THE GARRISON I HATE THE GARRISON I HATE THE GARRISON BARK BITE SNARL

"little fella" bandor you're only taller than pidge by a head shut up LMAO

Coran actually doing work for once and helping out, he's becoming a dependable person slowly but surely

Lotor is yelling about this next robeast being the most powerful there is,, my guy you say this every time just pick one of them to back and stick with it

"sorry we shouldve helped you when you asked earlier but now we're fucked and we genuinely can't do anything now <3" FUCK THE GARRISON I HATE THE GARRISON RAAA

GOD IS THAT YOU?? WHAT IS THIS

THEY'RE LITERALLY MEETING GOD AND SHE'S GIVING THEM A CHOICE, GO TO HEAVEN OR KEEP LIVING AND GO TO HELL WHEN THEY REALLY DIE

what heroes, they chose to end up going to hell if it meant being able to save the universe IMMEDIATELY NOTING THIS DOWN FOR FUTURE ANGST EVEN THOUGH I ALREADY KNEW ABOUT IT

VOLTRON LITERALLY HAS THE POWER OF GOD AND ANIME ON THEIR SIDE LMAOO

back to romelle and now she's chained up, what did they do to you bestie

ITS BANDOR COMING FOR HIS SISTER HE'S SO REAL FOR THAT

there he is! voltron to save the day and destroy that robeast with blazing sword!

i'm sorry couldn't follow lotor to planet doom? what bullshit

IS GOD TALKING TO ROMELLE? OH MY GOD, SHE GOT SHOT INTO THE PIT OF SKULLS NOT PUSHED

THIS IS A THREE PARTER HELLO???

/episode end

[woodohwanedandproud]

@bourbonthesecond #hot girl summer hjw is one of his best looks #look at this slut always drawing attention to his mouth and his hair @cringelock #slight (and i do mean slight) dishevelment as a representation that he’s lost his damn manners and his mind @couriernine #right before his “i have got to get sluttier” realization @backtoyunmeng #joowon: i've had it! i've had it! i'm packing my LV bag and i'm running AWAY #*runs away to a 5 star hotel* #and gives the address to his nanny #i mean hyuk @juwonahfication #when british joowon said Like I Care #i still can’t believe this was his rebellion/vacation lol #like go somewhere warm or at least do something fun omg @vegaseatsass #episode 10 was a 10/10 for me just a perfect 10 truly #han ju-won gets a makeover to impress a boy and where does it lead both of them? #oh you know. suffering. devastation. the horrors @siegedeacon #look at him #dumb of ass and bitch of face #we need a word for a mean himbo #love a man who always gets up and tries again and ends up failing every time anyways @made-in-rivendell #The attitude here @waitingforminjae #let's hot girl winter in busan !!!!! @cafedecanela #his winter SNAP #his hot mess december @sleevebuscemii #best time skip of all time tbh he said im back i got a perm and im cuntier than ever before @loisroo #he’s just so *gestures dramatically* #like he gets it #there are days when you just drink a glass of champagne in the morning #also yeo jingoo is such a good actor @katierosefun #he's so . . . . . #joo won in this whole episode was something else #pouty angry baby who's still trying to get over an ex he wasn't even actually dating #drinking champagne in the morning and making pouty sad faces #this boy listens to all too well (ten minutes) on loop #and then swings right into 'good 4 u' by olivia rodrigo like the dramatic bitch he is #also the first gif . . . . boy put your tongue back in your mouth #also god. . . . he just. #joo won has such a nice face. #it's funny seeing joo won bc if you've seen yeo jin goo's interviews #he seems like such a sweet happy guy #and then what was it shin ha kyun said? #'yeo jin goo is a very warm person but as soon as the cameras turn on he glares daggers at me' or something #look at him . . . . brat. bratty boy. love. #he's my loser he's my son he's my bff he's me #joo won with his tongue in the first gif . . . #yeo jin goo knew what he was doing he understands han joo won so deeply #(han joo won: [still pissed at dong sik]) #(han joo won: [does THAT]) #he was so dramatic #but also i kinda felt bad for him #but like. it's funny because this one scene radiated so much 'i am SAD i am SUFFERING from a BREAK UP' #'NO we weren't dating but IT STILL FEELS LIKE A BREAK UP OKAY >:(' @annundriel #i cannot @soulsung #he's my boy #also i want to be him #and wear like all of his outfits @sugarbabywenkexing / @courtesyname (prev) #he just had to touch a poor person…please respect him in this difficult time #<- hasjfdkgh what a tragic end to sad rich boy winter

Who says it’s over? Yeo Jin-goo as Han Joo-won BEYOND EVIL | 괴물 EP 10

[lovely-seren1ty]

Unexpectedly Gooey

You expect it to be like any other crime fighting day, but it turns out to be far from and what you find is very unexpected.

This is linked to ‘The New Spider’ and is also just a short drabble too.

Previously

2 years later…

The air whips past me as my feet carry me across the rooftop, the lights of New York reflecting off my mask, and a small smirk glinting just behind it. This has always been my favourite part of being spidey, nothing can compare to the thrill of speeding across the highest rooftop with the cool night air whipping by you. As the edge of the building gets closer and closer, the more the feel of the thrill excites me causing a shrill of excitement to leave my lips. My right foot hits the edge just before I’m leaping off of it into a back flip. I let my body free fall until the very last second and when Im about to hit the ground, I shoot out a web to swing by a little girl and her dad.

“Daddy look!” She shouts in amazement while pointing at me.

I give her a little wave before shooting out another web to head off to where the sirens are going wild. Once I web up to perch on the edge of of a building, my eyes zero in on the 5 police cars at a stand still outside of an alleyway on Grenfell. My ears focus in on the alley to try to pick up what was going on, and at first I don’t hear anything, but then the sound of… goo? Is that goo? It sounds so, ugh, slimy. My eyes twitch alerting me of the thing making its move and so I shoot my head in its direction catching a glimpse of something big and shiny black. I quickly shoot a web out to follow the thing and as I pass the police officers I offer them a salute, “I got this one boys!”

They all groan up at me in annoyance causing a chuckle to leave me, on more than one occasion they’ve shown me their aggravation for me doing their jobs and I find it quite funny. It’s been a game we’ve had going on for the past year now, see who gets the bad guy first and whoever does, owes them a coffee in the morning. More than enough times it’s been me, and seeing how this is going, it’ll be me once again.

I hop from roof to roof right on its tail, it is huge and alien like, and I was definitely right about the goo. The thing looks like if you were to touch its, skin?, it would stick to your fingers and never want to leave.

“Where are you going?!” A muffled mans voice shouts in panic from up ahead.

“We are being followed!” A deeper, more animalistic, voice shouts back. Then it’s head is looking back at me, but I don’t get a good look because I’m shooting a web at it so that I can fling over it’s head. I land in front of the thing in a typical hero pose, I tut at the thing while shaking my finger and slowly standing up. “I don’t think so gooey.” The things big white eyes bore into me making me shiver a little, it almost feels like it can see into my soul. It makes a deep sound while sticking out its long salivating tongue, my eyes squint in disgusted, “ugh ew, put that thing away man!” I shout at it while shivering at the thought of having to touch it.

Then before I know it, my eye twitches just before it’s gooey limb shoots out towards me. I step to the side easily, “really?” It does it again and I do the same which seems to frustrate it. “Now come on, is that really necessary?” It doesn’t reply and instead this time it tries to go for my legs, but I just do a cartwheel out of the way and jokingly look at my covered hand in boredom. It’s sometimes fun to toy with the enemy, I chuckle as I hear him have a fit.

“Venom, stop it! Leave it be, she is one of the good ones!” The muffled man shouts once again causing me to look around questioningly. Where is he? I think to myself.

“No! She looks delicious!” Venom shouts back.

“I don’t care you big idiot! We don’t eat good people!” That man shouts again. Okay seriously, what the fuck?

“Okay, one; I’m flattered you think that of me, and two; where the hell is that mans voice coming from?” I ask in bewilderment. He or it doesn’t say anything and instead the goo on the left side of its face slowly peels back to reveal a man. The eyes on my suit widen in amazement, “wow that’s so cool!”

“Sorry about him,” he grumbles out, “the parasite has a mind of its own.”

“Parasite?!” Venom shouts before folding in on the guy and all I can do is watch in amazement. I’ve only ever come across human burglaries, so seeing what I assume to be an alien just a few feet away from me, is pretty awesome. It’s head pops out of the guys back to face him, “you, Eddie, are a loser!” It says before knocking heads with him. He shouts in pain before they’re both going at each other with me standing there awkwardly.

“Uh, guys?” No answer.

“Hello…” they still continue to argue and I roll my eyes.

“Okay, that’s it!” I quickly shoot two webs at their mouths to shut them up. I look at them expectantly while they glare at each other, and then Eddie tries ripping off the webbing, but struggles. Sighing, I walk over to him to help take it off, but once I do he’s all of a sudden transforming into venom and looming over me. His large hand encircles me before I can react and I gasp, “hey buddy, wow!” I continuously try to peel his fingers off me as he raises me up close to his face, but I can’t. I can hear Eddie cursing at him to put me down, but he doesn’t listen and instead brings me close to his face. For a second I think he’s going to try to take a chomp on my head as his mouth widens, but instead his slimy tongue licks the side of my face.

“Ugh! Ew, put me down this instant! That was so uncalled for, put me down. Put me down! Put me down!” I say repeatedly while smacking at his chest. Venom lets out a deep chuckle, “you taste delicious niblit.”

He sets me down on the ground gently and I let out a huff. Today is definitely not going the way I expected and I’m not sure if it’s a good thing or a bad thing as I stand here staring at the two. My tingle doesn’t warn me of danger and so that could only mean they aren’t necessarily bad. Though, why would the cops be after them?

Just as I’m about to ask them of the reasoning, my spider senses go off causing me to turn my head in the direction. “Whelp, sorry boys, duty calls. It was… lovely meeting you, but I have to go. Stay outta trouble or I’ll have to come for you again.”

I give them a wink, which makes venom lick his teeth, before webbing off towards the screams of a woman. The last thing I hear from them is, “I like this one,” before I’m out of range.

I have a feeling I’ll be seeing those two more often than not. I just hope I’m doing as good of a job as Peter did… what if I just let a world level threat leave my grasps? What if it destroys New York? What if it harms innocent people?

I shake my head, I need to just trust my instincts.

[miiracleangel]

Shake ass pt. 3

~Nekoma version~

Karasuno Version➪ Aoba Johsai version

❤︎ Ngl so far this one has been my favorite bcs these are my BOIS.

“If he doesn’t shake his ass for you he’s cheating”

Kenma, Kuroo, Yaku and Lev

❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎

Kenma:

You were sitting on Kenma’s bed while he’s sitting in his gaming chair.

You’re both on your switches playing animal crossing together. He was gathering materials to help you make a fairy-core garden in your island like you said you’ve been wanting.

You take a break to go on tiktok until you were reminded of an idea.

“Ken Ken?”

“Yes Kitten” he asks not looking up from his game. typical.

“ You have two minutes to get up and shake your ass to prove you’re not cheating on me”

His movements halted

“i’m gonna need you to come again boss”

you giggle and repeat yourself

“that’s what i thought you said”

“so you’ll do it?”

“nope”

“why Ken” you ask with a pout.

“Because i’m sitting here playing a game where you live on a “deserted island” with a bunch of animals and they’re youre only friends and you owe your soul to a raccoon and a game YOU told me to get so i can help you make a garden and you want me to shake my bones to prove my undying love”

“yes, your point?” you ask hiding a laugh

you both glare at each other

he sighs and gets up “the effort and the stamina i need to just rise from this chair, you owe me kisses”

“i’ll give you thousands of kisses”

“goo-“

“if you also wear your cat ears while you do it”

“now this is where you got my fucked up”

“KEN”

“Y/N”

“okay give me like a little tushy wiggle” you beg him “with the ears”

“i hate it here” your boyfriend says as he puts on the ears and turns his body to give you a little wiggle.

“thank you Kenmaaa~” you say wrapping your arms around him.

“now..my rewards” he says tapping his lips and cheek and you happily plant kisses all around his face while he lays in bed and finishes your garden.

Kuroo

“The elements of the periodic table are organized by-“

“imma need you to shake your ass for me to prove your not cheating”

“I don’t have the facilities for that big man”

“Tetsuuu”

“The answer was Electronic structure btw”

“this ain’t about chemistry”

“this ain’t about my ass either”

“this is about OUR chemistry”

He leans back on the library chair. “Ah yes the two primary hormones of love are Oxytocin and Vaso-“

“TETSURO NOT THAT”

“So you don’t love me?”

“shhhhh” you get from nearby students trying to study and look through the books around both you and your boyfriend.

you give your boyfriend a pout “ofc i love you”

he squeezes your cheeks together and peck your lips.

“then YOU throw it back for me” he says between pecks

“you first” you say between squished cheeks

he sighs and stands from his seat and looks around.

turns so his ass is directly in your face and rubs his ass in your face.

“TETSU-“

“SHHHHH”

he laughs as he sits down and goes to the next question

“Which of the following class conducts electricity?”

“ummm it’s-“ you start

he inches his face close to yours face pink at how close he’s getting to you and he giggles

“btw um- when we get to my place i’m gonna need you to show your undying love for me as well” he says letting out a laugh at your shy expression before planting a kiss on your forehead.

Yaku

“Explain to me where this idea came from”

“My big brain”

“Try again”

“okay from tiktok, happy?”

“yes and no i’m not doing it”

“So you are cheating on me huh?”

“No baby” he says sighing into the top of your head from your cuddles position. rubbing your back.

“so dance shrimpy” so say giggling.

“OH MY GOD FINE, BUT YOUR ASS IS GRASS WHEN IM DONE FOR DROPPING THE S- WORD ON ME”

“Shrim-“

“don’t repeat it, i’ll break your ankles”

“okay sangwoo”

Yaku gets up from your cuddles position whimpering a little.

You slowly put your phone up to record to show the third years later

totally not Kuroo’s idea

absolutely not

never

You put on a song and this boy is lazily shaking ass for the whole song time period

“you could’ve stopped two minutes ago”

“i was really getting in thr grove”

you laugh at his words and he takes his place back on your bed.

“i’m still rocking your shit later but i’ll wait because you’re kinda cute”

“KINDA”

“delete the video and you’ll be SUPER CUTE”

“...fine”

Lev

“MY LEV”

“MY Y/N”

You and your boyfriend screamed while running up to each other. Meeting at your usual spot after school to go on a picnic date since practice got cancelled.

Lev leans down to plant a kiss on your forehead only to earn a pout and point at your lips.

He then lowers lower to plant a sweet kiss on your lips earning a smile from you as you both walk hand in hand to your destination

“Okay so just repeat after me” you say with your textbook in your lap. Despite your boyfriend being half Russian he has no knowledge of the language while you on the other hand are in a Russian language class.

“Okay” he says eagerly popping a grape into his mouth, laying besides you.

“Solnishko”

“Solnishko, what does that mean?”

“It means little sun”

“aah so hinata” he says nodding his head.

“....sure babe” you say giggling.

“okay so the next one is Kisa”

“kisa? what’s that”

“Cat or Kitten basically”

“so Kenma” he says nodding and putting another grape in his mouth.

“Are you going to keep associating people with the words i tell you?”

“yup”

“okay next one, strashno”

“what’s that one?” he asks. You giggle knowing his response already.

“scar-“

“Yaku-san” he interrupts. Earning another sweet laugh from you.

“Lev do you love me” you randomly ask

“yeah why are you gonna make me shake my ass like Kuroo’s girlfriend made him do?”

“i-yeah”

“say less”

Your boyfriend gets up and proceeded to shake ass all around you earning a laugh from you

He laughs along with you and goes back to his spot, this time laying his head on your lap

“Next word”

[themusicplayedherlife]

Missy’s Lesson Plan

Lesson #1 Listen to Her Worries

pairing: marcus moreno x f!teacher!reader characters: f!reader, marcus word count: 3.6k+ warnings: fluff, awkwardness, bonding, summary: dating is hard; dating after losing a significant other is even harder, but Missy is sure she has a foolproof plan that will help her dad and her teacher finally confess their feelings and get the happily ever after that they deserve! a/n: sorry for the wait! since so many people liked it i wanted to make sure everything about this chapter was decent to post, so ya’ll have @forevans​ to thank or else this would’ve been stuck in limbo for a long time lol--also, im about to dub reader and marcus the thank-you-couple lmfao--you’ll see why

There are three things you are absolutely sure about in your life.

1. Your name. 2. You love your family. And 3. Missy Moreno is your favorite student.

“Turns out she was just testing us!” She moves around your classroom, picking up scraps of paper and throwing them into the black, durable trash bag she’s hauling around with her, recounting her heroic tale of saving her dad and the other Heroics with her new super powered friends. “A transfer of power or something. Can you believe it?”

Yes and no.

Your heart had literally jumped out of your throat and blood turned cold when Missy was plucked from school during recess—“taken somewhere safer,” the principal had informed you after you stormed into her office wanting to know where your student was and why you weren’t informed.

School was released an hour after that, a way to prepare citizens for the inevitable destruction the Heroics tend to cause in the heavily, populated metropolitan areas, and after making sure every single one of your students had been picked up by a family member, you hurriedly headed home.

You had sat yourself down in front of the television with your mom, worried for Mr. Moreno and the rest of the Heroics (more so for Missy’s dad), feeling completely and utterly helpless.

It only got worse when agents suited in black and white showed up at your doorstep, demanding to know where Missy Moreno and the other super powered children were hiding.

“You lost them?” You had balked—your worry rising to new heights—first Mr. Moreno and now Missy? You didn’t know what to do other than demand how a bunch of agents could have lost a group of untrained children during an alien invasion!

None of them answered you, remaining stoic, and if it weren’t for your mom, you would’ve pounced and clawed the closest agent out of desperation.

The agents only left after turning your house upside down in their search for the children.

And then, after hours of waiting, the news showed the Heroics, Anita Moreno, and the children landing in front of the White House, safe and sound. You almost cried from relief in your mother’s arms.

So, no, you can’t believe it; but seeing her here, this special girl, that has somehow worked her way into your heart from the moment she walked into your life, safe and sound in your classroom, you do believe it.

But you can’t tell Missy all of that when she’s practically bouncing on the heels of her feet, beaming up at you every few seconds to watch your reactions to her story. Instead, you widen your eyes for good measure and your mouth hangs open. It’s a little exaggerated, but you really are impressed with Missy—very much worried, but impressed. “Woah! I’m so proud of you!”

Her grin is so bright and proud, it makes you chuckle under your breath, your shoulders finally relaxing at the rare, childlike mirth dancing in her eyes.

“Are you going to write about it for your report?”

She shrugs. “Maybe.”

Now that stops you from sorting through the craft supplies, eyebrow raising in surprise. “Maybe?”

“It’s stupid,” she murmurs, focusing a little too much on one area.

“Missy,” you start, patient, “why do you think it’s stupid?”

“It’s just—” she shuffles on her feet and then sighs heavily, looking up at you with dark eyes full of doubt—“what if no one believes me?”

It takes you no time to close the distance between you. You coax the bag out of her hands and set it down on the floor, motioning for her to sit at the desk she had just been pretending to clean. “Why do you think no one would believe you?”

“Because I don’t have super powers.” Her nose wrinkles, looking away from you and to the whiteboard.

“Missy…”

“I know, I know!” she exasperates, having heard this spiel from you many times before. “It doesn’t matter, it’s never mattered, I get it!” You stare at her incredulously, and she is quick to assure you, leaning forward on the edge of the chair. “I do, really! But I—it would be useful, you know?” She slumps back, finger rubbing at a spot on the table. “Proof, I guess.”

“Powers could always be useful,” you agree with a soft laugh. “But not always necessary.” She still doesn’t look at you, and you sigh softly, a small amused smile forming on your lips. “I know you know some of the most amazing, most brave people are the ones without powers.”

She looks up at you, head tilting and waiting for you to elaborate.

“You once told me that aside from your dad, your mom was your absolute favorite hero, remember that?”

She nods, a smile finally appearing on her cherubic face.

“Don’t underestimate yourself, Missy.” You crouch down to her level. “You not having powers doesn’t mean the rest of the class won’t believe you. They know you’re a leader, they look to you not just because you’re Marcus Moreno’s kid but because they believe in you.”

“I knew it was stupid,” she murmurs bashfully, tanned skin brightening as she huffs and folds her arms over her chest.

“Hey, no, none of that. Having doubts or being scared or even jealous is never stupid. It’s perfectly human,” you assure her, her brown eyes searching yours. “In fact, I sometimes feel that way too!”

“Really?” She drops her arms and her pout softens. “You?”

“Of course! Just because I’m an adult doesn’t mean I don’t sometimes doubt myself or feel a little insecure.”

“Like what?” she asks, dark eyes curious and wide.

“Oof, a lot!” Your eyes roll to the ceiling as you think. “I think… one of my biggest doubts and fears is not being a good enough teacher.”

“What?” She gasps, jumping in her seat and eyes narrowing with scary determination to get you to believe that: “You’re an amazing teacher!”

Warmth fills your chest at the sincerity in her voice and eyes. “See!” You cross your arms over your knees, but Missy takes your hand in hers, and you let her, squeezing her smaller hand in yours. “Sometimes, we don’t see ourselves in the same light as others do, and that’s okay. We just need a little reminder every once in a while.”

“Yeah,” she drawls, playing with one of your fingers, “I guess you’re right.”

“I know I’m right.” You nudge her nose gently with a hooked finger and she wrinkles her nose in response. “And this is my reminder for you today: I truly believe you’re capable of doing extraordinary things, Missy. Powers or no powers.”

She grins, nudging your nose just as you had. “And I truly believe you’re the most amazing teacher ever.”

Yeah. Missy Moreno is definitely your favorite student.

“I know.” You ruffle her hair and she grabs your wrist to push you away, laughing.

A loud thud by the entrance of the class brings you to your feet, spinning in place and firmly placing yourself in front of Missy and the sudden intruder—only to find a sheepish Marcus Moreno mid trip and hand raised sheepishly.

“I—ah—sorry, I was going to knock, but the door was opened—” he says, quickly crouching down to pick up the empty rack you set up for the kids to place their backpacks and lunch on. “Sorry.”

Missy lets out an exasperated, “Dad!” while your form relaxes (replaced by a new tension squeezing your chest).

Clearing his throat, he straightens up, raising a hand in greeting and an apology. “Sorry,” he murmurs again.

“It’s fine, Mr. Moreno.” You offer him a warm smile, ignoring the little butterflies in your tummy. Turning to Missy, you catch a very much exasperated eye roll that only makes you stifle your laughter behind your hand. “Come on, Missy, get your things.”

She eyes her dad for a moment longer before nodding and hurrying to her table shared with Karina at the front of the classroom, a table away from your desk.

“Thanks for letting Missy stay.” He scratches the back of his head, his other hand resting on his hip as he shifts his weight. “Paperwork took me longer than I would have liked.”

“A hero’s work is never done, huh?” you joke, keeping your voice light.

He cracks a charming smile, the one that always seems to melt your insides into a pile of goo. “Unfortunately.”

Your eyes move to Missy, who is slowly putting her things away, organizing them and reorganizing. Her head tilts slightly when the conversation between you and Marcus pauses, dark eyes trying to inconspicuously look over her shoulder to get a glimpse of you and her father. Her eyes catch yours and widen in surprise before she snaps her head forward, pretending to be busy but not hurrying her movements, either—much to your amusement. What is she doing?

Shaking your head and returning your gaze to Marcus, you’re met by brown eyes full of exasperated fondness, an apologetic smile on his handsome features.

“I heard about what happened,” he suddenly says. “About some of our agents raiding your home.”

“Oh!” You blink owlishly, embarrassment crawling under your skin—what else did he know? “You heard about that?”

“Read about it in the report, actually.” He tilts his head, scratching the stubble on his cheek, and you press your lips together to keep from questioning what else he read in case they didn’t add the part about you losing your cool. “I have agents on their way to help clean up any mess they might’ve made and to replace anything they might’ve broken.”

This man is truly a god sent, isn’t he? “Mr. Moreno, I appreciate it, thank you. You didn’t have to do that.”

“I wanted to,” he assures you, firm and kind. “It’s our fault you got caught in the cross hairs.” His eyes fall away from yours, and again, he shifts his weight on his feet as he pushes his glasses back up over the bridge of his nose.

You wait for a moment, but when he doesn’t look back up at you, you let out a little defeated sigh, disappointed that the conversation is over. Not that you want to keep talking about agents ruining your home, but you like listening to Mr. Moreno speak. He has the softest, most reassuring voice that makes you feel safe in his presence; like he trusts you.

“Well, again, thank you,” you start as you make your way over to the plastic bin full of craft supplies on your desk and are about to take them to the closet you store them in when warm fingers brush against yours, taking the box from your hands. “Oh!”

“Let me help you with that,” he says, soft and rich, warm eyes full of kindness staring into yours.

“Thank you,” you murmur—and he’s close, not like when he was sitting across from you as you introduced yourself to him and showed him the first progress report of the year, but close enough that you can see the glints of black and umber in his eyes, tips of his shoes barely touching yours, and a small box keeping your chests from brushing against each other.

“It’s no trouble. Least I could do.” He flashes another smile, and again, your heart melts and you have to physically keep yourself from biting your lips by swiping your twitching fingers over your mouth, eyes darting away from him.

Clearing your throat, you say, “Let me show you where I need them.”

He nods and follows after you, keeping a fair distance even after you point at the empty space the bin was in earlier that day.

“Thank you,” you say—again! all you do is thank the man!—as he puts away the bin and closes the closet doors for you.

“Of course.”

“Okay, I’m finally ready!” Missy announces, a little too loud for it to not to be intentional.

“We should start heading out, then.” His hand settles on Missy’s head, steering her towards the door. “Again, thank you for letting Missy stay—really saved me.”

“It was no trouble at all.” You wave him away, following after them to walk them out.

“That was painful to watch,” you swear you hear her whisper to her dad, and he shushes her.

Did you imagine it?

“Ah, actually, Mr. Moreno, may I speak to you for a moment?”

“Of course!” He pats Missy’s shoulder. “Go on ahead, I’ll meet you down the hall.”

She narrows her eyes at him, as if trying to communicate something to him before nodding and walking off. “See you Monday, teach!”

“Bye, Missy! Have a good weekend!” You wait until she’s completely out of ear shot, or at least on the other side of the hall to address your worries to Mr. Moreno. “Missy told me about what happened on that spaceship and I—I’m worried. I know what Missy is capable of, trust me, I know. She’s—extraordinary. A good kid.” You bite your lip, wrapping your cardigan tighter around your frame, the cold wind brushing against your exposed skin. “But I—I can’t help but worry either way. I know it’s not my place—”

“No, no!” He steps forward and a little to the side, blocking the wind from hitting you. “Thank you for caring so much about Missy. I—I always feel grateful knowing you care about her and that she’s in capable hands at school.”

You release a breath you didn’t know you had been holding, a huge weight off your shoulder now that you know you’re not stepping on his toes.

“I’m worried too, if I’m being honest.” His eyes slide to Missy waiting for him at the end of the hall where she’s rocking on her feet, and you follow his gaze, both of you smiling when she glances up and waves. “She’s headstrong. Once her mind is made up, you can’t stop her.” He chuckles, the sound low and a little self-deprecating.

“I would never ask you to change her mind,” you affirm gently. “All I ask, is that you look after her—not that you don’t already do, because I know you do, but it’s… different out there.”

He nods resolutely. “I promise.”

“You need to stay safe out there, too, Mr. Moreno. I can’t keep having two heart attacks in one day,” you tease, leaning against the metal doorframe.

“I promise you, we’ll stay safe,” he says it so seriously, eyes locked on yours that it practically steals your breath away. “Missy and I—we’ll protect each other.”

“Like you always do,” you hum into the space between you.

“Like we always do,” he reaffirms, just as soft.

“Good.” You stare at one another for a beat longer than necessary, but you look away first, straightening up. “Have a good evening, Mr. Moreno. Drive safe.”

“You too.”

You watch him walk away, waving each time he looks back until he reaches Missy. They wrap an arm around each other and with one final wave, they disappear into the stairwell.

Smiling, you head back inside to get your things.

“So,” Missy starts as they climb down the stairs, “did you ask?”

“No.” He sighs, bracing himself for the ten year old judgement (he can’t wait to see what her pre-teen and teenage judgement looks like, probably even more brutal).

“What?” She pulls away from him as they reach the final step. “No? What do you mean ‘no’? That was the perfect timing!”

He knows it was perfect timing! There were many perfect moments that he could’ve asked if you were doing anything this Saturday, but no! He just had to get distracted by the curves of your lashes and the way your eyes glinted under the setting sun and how your nose wrinkled when the cold air kissed your nose and—“Next time.”

“A deal is a deal, dad!” She reminds him, staring up at him with those eyes that used to remind him so much of her mother, but now they’re becoming less and less like hers and more her own. “You said you would!”

“I know, I know,” he whines in mock defeat. “I just… what if she doesn’t like me?” It’s a legitimate worry, one that has only grown since Missy started encouraging him to ask you out.

“Seriously, dad?” Her hand connects with her forehead. “It’s so obvious! And besides, how will you ever know if you don’t ask?”

“I guess you’re right. Any ideas?”

She cups her chin, thinking. Her eyes brighten. “I do have a plan!”

“And what exactly is this plan?” he asks, a little wary of what his precocious ten year old could possibly come up with.

“Just trust me!” She grins up at him and wraps her arm around his waist, tugging him along with her towards the car. “With my plan we’ll win her over completely!”

[anonil88]

Wandavision Ep. 9 (series finale) liveblog

Obviously there are spoilers below read at your own wishes im including a gif to give you more time to scroll away

The picture is the family together in fight stance omg omg let me hit play

We back right where we left off.

Yea she wants to absorb your power sis, nah fuck that Agatha you can fuck right off.

I can see the cgi in the window and car.

Oh fuck this white mother fucker. Vision please come save your wife. Ayyy my guy!

I mean is he her ex? Or just her exes body.

Multi boss battle time!

This has to be Peter from X-men just being manipulated.

Wanda really did create an entire man the only thing missing is the body.

Um we are missing a few scenes here. When did they capture Jimmy?

You handcuffed a magician? Stupid.

Cliff? Who's that?

So they are about to have a boss battle amongst civilians lmfao. They probably won't even notice what's happening.

On the nose entry of the Darkhold.

It's not her destiny to destroy the world at all. Even in the comics she fights and fights that destiny time and time again.

Oh no, angry puppets. Run Wanda run!

Mrs? Ralph is that you?

Oh it is Ralph they casted Evan Peters to tease us all about x-men im guessing.

That is fucked up to tease us with that.... I'm just saying that is fucked up.

She doesn't even know how she has done this, she really thought she was doing the right thing.

Ugh this feels like when grief gets overwhelming.

No WANDA NOOO, oh shit she really doesn't know how to control it fully at all.

Get out everyone get out!

Wtf is Agatha planning?

Oh no Vis! His soul, if only he gets closer to her.

No the boys....if only she could find a way to tether them to her and not the world she created.

She is going to try and suck wanda dry oh my lord.

Haha family stance too cute. A family that fights together, stays together? Maybe.

Ooo are together gonna fuse?

She is a hero and learning very very fast.

Ayyy boys

Monica lets goo! Take that Hayward.

Hayward is an entire bitch. Fuck him.

Oh they are gonna have a logic battle or a battle of the brains. Exactly you are both vision now kith.

Who will this new vision be? Not quite how I expected it to happen with an awakening but yay, the rebirth of vision!

But, will he stay alive at the end of this? This new vision not Wanda's remade husband.

Let's go red wiggly woos and nightmares. Destroy you with your worst fears or your regrets.

Dammit.

A witchhunt really?

No wanda not like this. Agatha is a liar and has shown that why would you trust her?

We all thought vision would die but what if it's Wanda? Oh no.

Me to Agatha Harkness:

Oh? Did she unknowingly cast another spell?

Ah ha that's why she was hitting the barrier so wanda is a visual learner.

I hope she gets that Darkhold book and reads it.

She is writing her own damn story. I know that's right.

COME ON CROWN

COME THROUGH OUTFIT

Ngl you can see they ran out if cgi budget this episode BUT I love this cute redone style of the comic book outfit. The new ones not the old ones.

Also she doesn't need you, she has a guy named Dr. Strange that she can call.

Awe this is so sweet but I know that this will end. I love that we see her vision and her boys happy all together because we do not get to see that in the comics really like all at the same time.

They are now friends in the comics that share kids, yaknow divorced parents that stay friends but can't make a relationship work.

At least for a couple moments we get a happy power family in house 2800, that get some last sweet beautiful moments.

They will live forever in her heart.....and cough eventually reincarnated cough. Their sound are very real.

I hope she saves that photo at least.

She healed and found out more about herself and who she loved, thats beautiful.

So he's not gonna tell her that he gave her vision the other back?

Awwww they are so in love and marvel doesn't even let them be happy in the comics.

I mean you literally will say hello again his body with his memories is flying outside right now.

Aww vision.

Emo wanda has returned in aesthetic. Starts playing BMTH or PTV

She's like I'm sorry, oh and she said it.

Oooo with the hood and cape on yesss. She is pretty much a rejected member of society and "herodom" now who runs off to discover herself after a really fucked up situation and then a messy engagement similar to comics. Kind of like how Peter is set up to be in the mid credit scene at the end of far from home.

Wanda really said:

Midcredit scene reaction!!

Is Jimmy gonna be director?

Coronet?

Yes a skrull! Talos heard? How? Yay Monica is going to space like she always wanted!!

AN END CREDIT SCENE!!!!!

Thats the lake from the other movie right? Uh all these wait is Thor around? Oh wonderful I love this oh yes give me Wanda educating herself with this book. And she has learned sustained working projections without creating another hex, I love that for her. Two places at once. WE GOING TO THE MULTIVERSE, which i don't think she will be a villain for.

For a finale this was just okay like not great but good enough to pass because after all this is Marvel not Starz or HBO (GOT aside). I understand now why the executive or was it director said this would be a dissapointment. A lot of people had so many theories running but even with my own theories i haven't been conflating them as definites. The only one i did was Monica's scientist and now Pietro being just Ralph revealed. After seeing last weeks episode I just said imma just fully enjoy this last episode and didn't pay mind to many of the new theories.

Anyways I'm not super disappointed this was just an okay finale. So was Legends of Tomorrow's last season finale which I still found some enjoyment in. But, I'm not as excited for Falcon and the Winter Soldier because I can tell from this episode we are going back into movie marvel action with little depth.

I really enjoy the non-officially but official MCU shows like Jessica Jones or Agents of Shield because they often do both. The depth and the action which this show did with a much larger budget. I get there are probably plot holes in this episode for time or filming restriction reasons but still like dang it. Well this has been fun thanks for whoever reads these haha.

[socialoutsiderwritings]

Always, Only. You 21.1

Talia had taken Y/N into her pack after your parents and their pack  were brutally murdered. For years she trained and learned under Talia alongside Derek , Laura and Cora. One night Talia tells you along with Derek that you two have to imprint on each other , to become each other’s mates. Your connection to Derek has always been stronger than his to you. So after the fire it killed you to be away from him , but you had to do it for your own survival. 7 years after the fact , you return home. Back to Beacon Hills. But the Derek you return to is not the same Derek you know. Will Y/N ever get Derek to accept the fact they are meant to be together?

Derek Hale x Reader

 A/N: Alright. So maybe it’s just me but I could never find a good or a specific GIF on Tumblr desktop or the mobile app. So I decided to teach myself how to make gifs and watermark them. It is a lot easier than I thought it would be. I also just found out, that my county will be under the shelter in place order for another month. Yay. (not). The Gov. is going to be making small changes though, I’m just waiting to see what those are. I really just wish everyone in other states would follow and just stay home. Please, stay safe, stay home, stay healthy, and wash your hands. 

Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital

  You and Deucalion stood in the parking lot of the hospital just watching the chaos. With the growing storm, they were evacuating Beacon Hills Memorial. “You know she’s in there, don’t you?” Deucalion asked, but you remained silent. “You know why she chose Derek to protect her.” Again, no answer. “They’re gonna do everything they can to stop you from getting to her.”

 “I know.” You replied through gritted teeth. “And I’m going to take down every last person that gets in my way. Even Derek.” Your gaze was still focused on the hospital, you didn’t even notice the malicious smirk that had formed on Deucalion’s face.

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 Beacon Hills High School

  You puked out an unGodly amount of black goo into the sink. The wounds were all healed and you were pretty positive you had finally emptied your system of the wolfsbane.

You looked up in the mirror to see Chris staring at you. The others were already headed to where you had told them.

You wiped your mouth of the excess and slowly turned to him. “I’m guessing you want some information in exchange for saving my life?” You leaned back against the sink and crossed your arms. 

 “Information would be nice, yeah. How did you know Ms. Blake was the darach?”

 “I didn’t know it was her. I was gathering information at first.

 “You’re lying. She wanted you dead for a reason, Y/N.”

 “I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.” You calmly replied. “I don’t what else to tell you, Chris.” You give a careless shrug and attempt to walk around him.

“You’re going to kill her aren’t you?”

“Kill her?” You played dumb. “I know she tried to kill me but right now my only concern is Cora.” You were doing well keeping your temper in check, but your patience was already wearing thin.

“Cora?”

“Derek’s sister. She’s in the hospital for mistletoe poisoning.”

“Is that why you told Scott to go to him?”

You nodded. “I think she’s planning on using him. Against me. Cora is just a pawn.”

Argent took a moment to process your words.

“I cant tell you much. But.. I know she’ll be heading there.”

“What are you going to do when you find her?”

“Im gonna find out how to cure Cora and then i'm going to rip Jennifer to shreds.”

“If she doesn’t tell you?”

“I only have this one chance. You and I know who’s she’s going after if I fail.”

“You cant kill her. What about Stiles’ dad?”

“He’ll be found eventually. She’s not going to kill him.” Your turned your back to him and proceeded to walk away.

“Im sorry, Y/N. But I can’t take that chance.” He told you. “I’m not gonna let you kill her. Not yet.”

Before you could turn around your body was with a jolt of electricity.

“I made a few adjustments to this one. I heard you’ve gotten stronger. I just need a 5 minute head start.”

 Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital

   You had caught their scents the second you walked into the hospital. You brought out your claws and scratched along the hospital wall.

“Isaac. Erica.” You tauntingly sang out. You turned the corner and saw the two betas standing in front of Peter with Cora in his arms. Ethan and Aiden stood beside you, quietly. “Let me guess. Argent called.” You stated unsurprised.

 “Why are you doing this?” Erica asked, nearly in tears. 

 “Isn’t it obvious? Jennifer is the reason for all of this.” You gestured around you. “And there’s only one way to stop it.” 

 “You don’t see what it’s doing to you.” Isaac chimed. “The old Y/N, she would never…” he trailed off.

  “What?” You feigned concern. “Kill?” You took one step forward and dropped your concerned act.

“Well, I remember someone once told me that the rules have changed. That it’s kill or be killed.” Your eyes moved from Isaac to Peter. “Ain't that right, sweetheart?”

Even from where you stood you could see Peter’s worry gaze drop and he looked almost angry that you were using his words against him. “Now I’m going to ask nicely. Hand. Cora. Over. Please.“

 “No.” Erica flashed her yellow eyes. 

“I know she’s with Derek.” You informed them. “I just need Cora for a trade. I’m not going to hurt her.”

 “That’s low even for you.” Peter snarled.

 “Rich coming from you.” You retorted calmly.

They weren’t going to give up Cora easily or Jennifer's location. You lightly tapped Aiden’s shoulder. “I didn’t want to have to do this...but,” the twins stepped forward as you spoke, grabbing the other’s arms as they morphed their bodies together, “you can’t say I didn’t warn you.”

The twins let out a roar in their super alpha form and ran towards Erica and Isaac. You locked eyes with Peter as Ethan and Aiden fought the two betas. You can tell he was considering his options. Help fight the twins or run away with Cora. He chose the latter.

“Typical.” 

 “Don’t kill them!” You ordered the twins as you ran past them after Peter. You rounded the corner of the hallway and yelled out his name. You stopped running when you noticed he had stopped as well. “You don’t want to fight me, Peter.” He slowly turned around to face you.

 “What are you doing, huh?” He wasn’t scared or worried anymore, he was mad. 

“Everyone keeps asking ‘what am I doing’ or ‘why am I doing this’? Without seeing what they are doing! Which is nothing!” You yelled. “She took innocent lives! And you’re helping to protect her! Derek is protecting her!”

  “Forget the killings.” He walked towards you. “I don’t give a shit about that. But those betas back there? I thought you cared about them. And you’re feeding them to the twins. And Cora.” He glanced down at her. “Leverage?” He stopped several feet away from you. 

 “I know what you’re doing.” You swallowed thickly, avoiding to look down at Cora. “And it’s not going to work. When this is all over. When Jennifer is gone, I won’t be this person. This monster you all think I’m becoming.”

 “It’ll be too late for you. If you stop now-” the doors around the hall burst open and the loud thudding footsteps of the twins echoed down as they got closer to where you and Peter were.

“Shit.” He muttered under his breath. He slowly walked back, his eyes leaving yours as the twins came to stand beside you. He looked behind him, calculating the distance between him and the elevator in the next hall.

“Derek better get here soon.” He shook his head and laid Cora down on the floor. He flashed his blue eyes as he let out a roar and charged towards the twins.

Even in his weakened state you were surprised to see Peter hold his own against the twins. You walked over to Cora and made sure she was still breathing. The twins pushed Peter so hard he slid across the floor into the other hall. When you looked up you saw Derek, Stiles, Scott and Jennifer. 

 Jennifer saw you, fear etched all over her face and she immediately stood behind Derek and grabbed his forearm. You quickly stood up from your spot and glared at her before looking at Derek. Derek’s eyes met yours, completely oblivious by Jennifer’s actions, and he seemed almost in shock to see you. You stepped over Cora and stood next to the twins.

“Hand her over, Derek.” Derek glanced at Jennifer then back to you. “You know what she is, don’t you? What she’s done? And you’re protecting her?”

 “It’s not about protecting her.” He corrected you.

 “It’s about Cora? I know ways to heal her, too. Just hand her over to me!” You snarled. He shook his head. “Fine. I’d just like you to know it’s not a fair fight, Derek.”

 “It is now.” Erica’s voice came from behind.

You only let out a disappointed sigh as you turned around. Isaac was beside her and they both shifted, without a warning and lunged at you. You defended yourself but also held back. You didn’t want to severely hurt them but just enough that it would take a while for them to heal before they would be able to come after you again.

From behind you could hear Derek and Scott coming after the twins as well. You threw Erica at Isaac causing them both to fall back. Jennifer noticed that you were clearly getting the upper hand and slowly began retreating towards the elevator. You turned to notice just as she was doing so. You couldn’t let her get away. 

 Stiles and Peter were trying to get Cora up off the floor. When they saw your gaze was set on Jennifer they dropped their current task to stop you. You pushed Stiles, roughly towards the wall and flipped Peter to the floor. Not once taking your eyes off Jennifer.

The twins had Derek against the wall, and even him calling out your name wasn’t going to break your concentration. Scott jumped up on the wall and came down with his arm raised ready to attack. You grabbed his arm, swung him around like he literally weighed nothing and slammed him hard against the wall.

Jennifer was more than frightened now. She took off running towards the elevator as you began charging towards her.

 She made it into the elevator and began pressing buttons to get the door closed before you could make it. You let out a frustrated grunt, your hands barely squeezing through the opening of the elevator doors. You easily stopped the doors from closing and used all your strength to pry them open.

Jennifer looked at you in fright. She looked behind you to see if anyone else was coming but no luck. Her eyes turned white and she slapped the elevator doors with so much force only to be disappointed.

 “What?” She gasped. She tried again. Your hands slipped an inch but you were still holding strong. She closed her eyes this time, channeling more power, and slammed her hands on the elevator doors, this time you flew back down the hallway. The second your back hit the floor you were already getting to your feet.

“NO!” You growled, watching the elevator doors shut with Jennifer still inside.

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 “I lost her.” You informed Deucalion. “She wasn’t in the elevator anymore. Twins can’t find them either.” You found him sitting in one of the chairs downstairs in the waiting room. He didn’t say a word or bother to get up until you were within arms reach of him.

 “Don’t worry. I know how to lure them out.” He grabbed your arm to help himself up. He lead you to one of the patient rooms and gestured for you to open the door. You didn’t know what to expect but you certainly were not expecting to find Melissa in the room. 

 “This isn’t what we agreed to.” You pulled your arm from Deucalion’s grasp. 

 “Cora, Melissa. They’re all the same.” He calmly stated. “Mrs. McCall, if you will.” He opened one arm to gesture for her to come out of the room. She eyed you both cautiously as she slowly walked out. “Don’t try to run, Mrs. McCall.” He warned her. “I may be blind but Y/N can see just fine.”

 “Yeah.” She looked up at you in disappointment, “I’m aware of that.” You scratched the side of your head in frustration and followed after Deucalion and Ms. McCall. She stood behind the reception desk and waited for further instruction. 

 “Go ahead and pick up the phone. We have a little message for Scott.” Ms.McCall hesitated. “Now, Melissa, I do have other methods of persuasion.” He brought out his claws, causing Melissa to flinch.

You opened your mouth to speak but stopped when Melissa picked up the phone.

“Now tell Scott we want the woman that goes by the name of,” he looked to you.

 “Uhm, Jennifer. Jennifer Blake.” You finished. “When we have her, everyone else can leave.” You added. “They have 10 minutes.” 

 Melissa looked at you like she wanted to say something but instead remained quiet, picked up the receiver and clicked on the PA. “Uhm, can I have your attention please. Mr. Deucalion- Excuse me, just Deucalion and Y/N requests you bring the woman calling herself Jennifer Blake to the ER reception. Do this and everyone can leave. You have 10 minutes.” She placed the receiver down. “Now what? Are you going to let me go?”

  Deucalion retracted his claws, ready to answer when the phone began to ring. Melissa forgot about her earlier question and answered. “Scott? Oh. Ok. Thank you.”  She looked up at the two of  you nervously before hanging up the phone. 

 “Don’t make us ask.” was all you said.

 “That was the EMT. He’s down in the garage. He won’t be there for long though.”

 “And you let them know he was going to be here.” You pinched the bridge of your nose and let out a heavy sigh. “So, either they bring that bitch here to us or they try to make a run for it on that ambulance.” You pulled out your phone to check for any messages or calls from the twins. “Ethan and Aiden don’t seem to have made any progress.” You looked between Melissa and Deucalion. 

 Melissa looked visibly worried as she connected the dots. “I’m sorry.” you apologized to Melissa. “I can’t let her go.” You slowly retreated back, “I can't.” You raced down the hallway towards the garage leaving Melissa with Deucalion.

 “Don’t worry, Ms. McCall. You’ll come to see that you are safer with me.”

[bowieandqueen11]

You Lied / Losers’ Club Imagine

Request: Omg girl im totally obsessed by your writing! Could i please request an IT (2019) where the reader was a loser but also died like stan, and came back somehow like stan did in his spider part, just not a spider? 💕 

I just saw It 2 again, and now I’m back to crying XD

Warning! Swearing!

Mike slammed on the door, his palm trying to crack the splintered wood with every desperate thump and sloppy hit, but Richie couldn’t hear it.

Eddie couldn’t hear it.

Hell, even Bill couldn’t hear it.

All they could see was this fridge. This grotty little refrigerator that hummed as loud as a small truck warming on a wintry morning that they swore they could see it vibrate. The stickiness, the tangy yellow colour, the little bits of black mould that begin to sprout out of the door like little reaching tendrils was enough to make Eddie gag. He had had enough; this wasn’t happening, whatever was in there, he wasn’t doing it.

‘Guys, we have to go. If Pennywise- if he comes out, I can’t do it. Not again.’

‘No....not Pennywise.... much worse...’

Richie slides his torch over the rusting metal, his eyebrows rising in surprise as his brain racks to try and place that voice he knew in his heart, not even realising his fingers had begun to shake lightly against the black metal.

‘All you’re.... regrets...all your lies....your failures...’

 Given the state of the outside, Bill prepared to hold his breath as he slowly inched forward to open it, creaking along the tilting floorboards with each step.

‘I-I k-know that voice. I know you. I know you-’

There would no doubt be nothing but disgust when Bill swung open the door, the old seals giving up the door with ease. Yet there was something else too. A small brown parcel, sitting on top of a bubbling pile of goo that splattered against the inside like a rupturing volcano, the spit and boil making Eddie gag into his elbow as he realises it’s the same liquid the leper had thrown up onto his face just a few hours earlier. To his surprise, he let in a gasp of the putrid air; it was every bit as bad as he had expected, but still he leaned in for the parcel, the label half torn away.

‘Belonging to Y/N- For use of the Losers only.’

Bill’s fingers shake as he slowly unwraps the sticky tape from the corners of the brown, crinkly paper. A muscle twitched involuntarily at the corner of his right eye, his mouth forming a rigid grimace as it crumples open in his hand. He clenches his fists tightly, until his nails dig into the palm of his hand, but he barely notices. The only thing he is really aware of is the sound of his heart throbbing against the cage of his chest. It's not until Richie points it out, that he realises his lip is bleeding.

‘Bill-Bill what is it?’

‘It’s her shoe-it’s her f-fucking shoe.’

‘He’s fucking with us, he’s fucking with us guys!’, Eddie shouts, his back slamming against the wall with a sick thud as he covers his eyes with his trembling fingers.

‘I want to go home, I can’t do this.’

‘Neither could I, and look where I ended up.’

The house had seemed to become aware of itself, of the history that echoed within the walls, the bodies that lay underneath its structure like a plague, or a deadly moss. Somewhere within, the walls had become one with the rats who crawled and the sticky spider webs.

As Bill slowly turned around slowly, not wanting to believe the warm voice that filled the cold air behind Eddie’s raven curls. The house shivered again, but in a different way. This time there was a small fragment of warmth, a tiny brave smile in the walls, a small spark of hope.

As Richie swung his torch over your face, his mouth blubbering open and shut as he watched Eddie slowly, slowly, as if his life depended on it, inch away from you with his hands on the wall with wide eyes, no one could look away from you. There was a tense moment of silence, your eyes trained on some invisible spectre, your heavy eyelids a fraction too slow to blink, your irises too stationary. It was as if your brain was suffering a massive short circuit and was struggling to compute. 

Bill slowly moved into your line of sight, your head tilting upward to his face, his eyes sliding into focus, but not really noticing the tears that brimmed at their crinkles. He raises his hands, not building the courage to touch your shoulder as Richie runs behind you to Eddie, the sick crunches of your bones as you shift your skeleton forward making them all grimace.

‘You...you left me...’

‘W-we’re here, y/n, we’re h-here now and w-we’re not leaving, w-w-we promise.’

‘Dude’, Eddie mumbles, his breathe starting to catch in his throat as he wraps his fingers around his neck, choking on his own air as he stutters out, ‘where’s her leg? Where’s her fucking leg?’

The way your eyes squint at Big Bill when you glared at him reminded him of a pit viper's slit-like pupils. He gulped nervously. A burning animosity was developing in your orbs, and he could tell the person you once were, his best friend, the person he cried on when Georgie died was gone. He’d done it. He’d killed you as well.

‘I would still be alive, if it weren’t for you.’

The grief surged with every expelled breath as Bill stumbled back, tears beginning to spill from his helpless eyes.

‘Guys..’, Richie starts, ‘I don’t know what the fuck that is, but it’s not y/n. We need to get the absolute fuck out of here.’

‘At least you came back for me, huh Bill? Because it was your fault I died. Or was it big liar liar pants on fire Trashmouth Tozier? Or scaredy cat Kaspbrak who left me to rot with the weeds. You’re not leaving. Not this time. You’re going to stay, and rot with me, just like it should have been.’

Suddenly raising the knife hidden in your knobbly knuckles up high, twisting it in the stray daylight as if it could slice up the sun-rays, your expression was exaggerated by the dark shadows around your eyes, your face split into a grin that arced in a sickly way, never making it to her almost sunken eyes. Bill could barely hear the helpless scream that escaped from Eddie’s lips as he started banging against the door, the helpless ‘holy fuck’ that tumbled from the Trashmouth’s mouth as you and Bill tumbled to the floor, his knees hitting harshly against his stomach as you landed on his lap, the knife skidding away from your grasp.

Your feet kick against his, the floorboards creaking underneath your doubled weight as the tears streak dirty down his cheeks.

‘P-please y/n, please, it’s me.’

He nearly doesn’t notice the small hindrance in your fingers as they wrap around his throat.

‘B-bill? Everything seems so far away Bill. Everything seems so numb.’

Tears rolled down, wetting every part of your cheek before splattering like blood onto his forehead, his fingers digging into and rubbing against yours as he stares into your eyes with a pleading passion.

But all you felt was your own suffocating. In the pain of abandonment you almost forgot how to feel, forgot your life, forgot who you were before Pennywise took you. But this love, this bond, it could never be forgotten.

Before you can speak again however, you feel an unbearable throbbing in the back of your head, tilting down into Bill’s chest as he grips at your shoulders, falling still into his arms as he looks up, dazed and confused, at a shaking Richie, the knife in his hand a second ago now planted firmly in the back of your head.

[cumberbatchedandproud]

@bourbonthesecond #hot girl summer hjw is one of his best looks #look at this slut always drawing attention to his mouth and his hair @cringelock #slight (and i do mean slight) dishevelment as a representation that he’s lost his damn manners and his mind @couriernine #right before his “i have got to get sluttier” realization @backtoyunmeng #joowon: i've had it! i've had it! i'm packing my LV bag and i'm running AWAY #*runs away to a 5 star hotel* #and gives the address to his nanny #i mean hyuk @juwonahfication #when british joowon said Like I Care #i still can’t believe this was his rebellion/vacation lol #like go somewhere warm or at least do something fun omg @vegaseatsass #episode 10 was a 10/10 for me just a perfect 10 truly #han ju-won gets a makeover to impress a boy and where does it lead both of them? #oh you know. suffering. devastation. the horrors @siegedeacon #look at him #dumb of ass and bitch of face #we need a word for a mean himbo #love a man who always gets up and tries again and ends up failing every time anyways @made-in-rivendell #The attitude here @waitingforminjae #let's hot girl winter in busan !!!!! @cafedecanela #his winter SNAP #his hot mess december @sleevebuscemii #best time skip of all time tbh he said im back i got a perm and im cuntier than ever before @loisroo #he’s just so *gestures dramatically* #like he gets it #there are days when you just drink a glass of champagne in the morning #also yeo jingoo is such a good actor @katierosefun #he's so . . . . . #joo won in this whole episode was something else #pouty angry baby who's still trying to get over an ex he wasn't even actually dating #drinking champagne in the morning and making pouty sad faces #this boy listens to all too well (ten minutes) on loop #and then swings right into 'good 4 u' by olivia rodrigo like the dramatic bitch he is #also the first gif . . . . boy put your tongue back in your mouth #also god. . . . he just. #joo won has such a nice face. #it's funny seeing joo won bc if you've seen yeo jin goo's interviews #he seems like such a sweet happy guy #and then what was it shin ha kyun said? #'yeo jin goo is a very warm person but as soon as the cameras turn on he glares daggers at me' or something #look at him . . . . brat. bratty boy. love. #he's my loser he's my son he's my bff he's me #joo won with his tongue in the first gif . . . #yeo jin goo knew what he was doing he understands han joo won so deeply #(han joo won: [still pissed at dong sik]) #(han joo won: [does THAT]) #he was so dramatic #but also i kinda felt bad for him #but like. it's funny because this one scene radiated so much 'i am SAD i am SUFFERING from a BREAK UP' #'NO we weren't dating but IT STILL FEELS LIKE A BREAK UP OKAY >:(' @annundriel #i cannot @soulsung #he's my boy #also i want to be him #and wear like all of his outfits @sugarbabywenkexing / @courtesyname (prev) #he just had to touch a poor person…please respect him in this difficult time #<- hasjfdkgh what a tragic end to sad rich boy winter

Who says it’s over? Yeo Jin-goo as Han Joo-won BEYOND EVIL | 괴물 EP 10