#GUYSSSS i missed drawing them

[mintypsii]

sanuso week day 1: hands

@sanusoweek

[chiquilines]

op you are the only person on this entire website feeding me Miryumi. Bless, and keeep making more jbsjhbcsbcjkdzb its so fucking gpood and ima soa hungry

My one job is keeping the miryumi community well fed and by god am i committed

[vanweezer]

coreys in my sketchbook 4/∞

these pages are not my favorites for many many reasons but they are funny to look at. i love drawing the 25th anniversary mask so i think that's what saved it for me 🤞

sticky notes to cover drawing mistakes my good friend sticky notes to cover drawing mistakes. i might have accidentally made him brat in the process but ☝️ it shows up yellow on the scanner. so ha.

also if you saw me try to post this the first time nuh uh nuh uh nuh uh

[daiourage]

TFO Dual Rulers (?) AU

I've been seeing people do like a "what if D didn't go fuckin' coconuts" AU, and it kinda inspired me to start thinking of what other events would be changed in those scenarios.

(yes i'm still in denial)

Please take these lightly colored sketches!!! Also I'm sorry for lazy handwriting;;

Also also, as always, please click/press the image for quality!!!

("Brief" explanations for each of the numbered panels is under the cut (the numbers are just the order of when I drew them, and not in chronological order of the scenes)!!!)

1. I think, because D won't be the one to shoot at Sentinel because he's grounded in this AU, Sentinel would be the one to use the last of his strength to try and shoot at D, only for Orion to block it. I couldn't figure out how to draw D in immense agony about it so I just decided to make this paper a collection of ideas. If anyone has any ideas, please tell me because I want angst--//shot (I also finally remembered to write my signature this time!!!) 1-2. The main problem I had trouble figuring out was how D would possibly let go of Orion... He'd still say the "Why did you do that, why?!" line, but I don't know where to go from there. Would Sentinel still have energy to kick D's hand? Would Orion be too heavy to hold on? Would Orion tell D to let him go? Maybe they wouldn't even be hanging over the ledge and D would just be holding him--but then what? There was too many things to ponder about just one scene, and I wanted to get my other ideas out before I forgot about them. Guyssss give me your ideas please-- 2. It always bothered me that Orion and Bee left D in Sentinel's office(?) to hold him off on his own;;; like, I get it, D won't listen, but at least tell him you're leaving??? 2-2. I think the "What did he do to you?" conversation would be much longer. Not as comical and cheesy as the comic I sketched a little bit back, but... 3. (Please read it right to left;;; I just got done reading manga when I had the idea to draw this panel;;; also the entire page honestly. I'm so sorry y'all--)At the High Guards' base, I think D'd be the one to initiate a fight with Starscream still, but do it calmly. 4. I wanted to keep this line, because it would make sense still. Also might hurt a little more *screams* (D would not do the Anime Girl Pose™️, but I wanted him and Orion to match oop--) 5. After apprehending Sentinel, somehow we'd get his (Megatronus's) cog and Orion (now Optimus) would give it to D as a token of trust. Based off of @/momonsalmonmon on Twitter/X's absolutely gorgeous comics!!! (I also DO NOT remember how the cogs looked I'm sorry for not doing further research ;w; Will do better next time I promise;;;) 6. Bee and Soundwave BFFs???? (+ annoyed Shockwave) Please. Also maybe bring back Senator Soundwave as a concept??? Miss he;; It might be interesting, with Bee also "working for the government" now,,, (Edit: 2/7/2025): Hi. just realized my typo and it's been months. Guys. It's Senator Shockwave guys. Why didn't y'all tell me;;;; I knew who I was thinking of I promise;;; guys please don't nod along to this and just ignore my huge ass typo 😭 (thank you for the support though but OH MY GOD) (Edit: 3/3/2025): GUYS. I FORGOT THEY WERE BOTH SENATORS AT SOME POINT (in different comics though but) GUYS. I'M A PUSHOVER. THEY CAN BOTH BE GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS AS A TREAT AJSDLKFAJLKSDJFLKA I'm a fraud ;w;)b 7. Headcanon that Orion is bad at math and confides in Elita and D for enforcing the taxes so the citizens don't become outraged but also so that the government has enough money to do stuff. D might be like "Aww he needs our help" and Elita would be like "godddd let me work out" 7-2. I feel like I draw Elita with an annoyed expression too much I'm so sorry milady;;; I promise I love you;;;

[swagyalastorwife]

Yandere!Adam ,Yandere!Mammon x reader

Author notes :hiiiiii guyssss (^-^)/❤️so I made this headcanons after a request I hope you like it sorry for the spelling mistakes 😅

And huys requests are open

⚠️warning ⚠️:sexual allusion, violent vocabulary, kidnapping

Mammon💰

◇ My god, drawing attention of the sin of greed is certainly not the best thing that could have happened to you.

◇He saw you in the public for the first time, your friend forced you to accompany him in one of his clown shows.

◇And when he laid eyes on you, he knew you were the one for him, he wanted you. So he decided to go talk to you after the show I mean who wouldn't want the big, handsome and strong mammon to be interested in them:

" heyyy hello, would you like to come for a ride with me if you see what I mean ;-)"

" yuck no thanks it’ll be fine "

◇ Then you left leaving him alone

◇This only strengthened his love for you he will stalk you on your social media, in the street, whatever he can do to get you he will do it.

◇I sincerely think he will go so far as to kidnap you.

◇He will lock you in this room he will force you to love him, to touch him, to kiss him, he wants you and he will do everything to make you his and his alone!

◇Now let's imagine that you love him too, he will be so happy,

◇He will expose you everywhere to show everyone how sexy his partner is he will touch you and kiss you in public to show the world who the fuck you belong to.

◇He will be a very jealous and possessive partner/kidnapper he will be ready to destroy anyone who dares to look at you too long, touch you or compliment you. My god you are his, and no one has the right to try to steal you from him!

◇Every curve of your body is his, he loves to touch you and caress you in the evening in your shared bed,

◇ He sticks to you then caresses you in a very gentle way, to give you shivers, he loves the way your back arches under his touch, I'll let you guess what happens next

Adam😇

��This guy you want and will have you no matter what

♡He will stalk you and harass you

♡ He will probably wait outside your house on purpose to pretend to meet you and will follow you all the way and will tell you about these exploits as the first man on earth, about the original cock

♡ he will definitely send you a lot of messages like:

"Hey baby i miss you ~"

" BITCH ANSWER ME!"

" haa~ sorry baby I didn't mean to get angry, you know with you getting stressed, it's really only you who can relax me~ "

♡You understood what i am talking about

♡And if you don't give in to these advances he will find himself forced to kill the people who steal you from him, he will be ready to kill your family, friends and everything else so that you find yourself alone and run into his arms

♡If you don't give in he will force you to love him, he will steal you from the world and keep you safe in his home he wants you and he will fucking have you. he will tie you to his bed, and pretend that you are there of your own free will, he will give you gifts and kiss you.... if you agree to be with him from the beginning he will be in heaven, he will be so happy, he will spoil you he will do everything to make you happy, because his greatest fear is that you will leave him just like these other wife .

♡He is a very jealous and possessive man who wants you and he will always desire you.

♡Like mammon he showed you to all of paradise, he is proud to have you as a partner and he wants everyone to know who you belong to

♤I hope you are ready for this cause, In summary Mammon and Adam his 2 similar yandere ready to do anything to keep the love of their life close to them

I hope you like it(^-^)/❤️

requests are open so Don't hesitate to send me your ideas ❤️❤️❤️

[gowonders]

Please Hyeju x 13th Member Reader Where she’s sorta like Yves, she hasn’t joined any company but ends up joining Loossemble and sorta Hyeju’s reaction to that? I’m sorry I can’t talk for shit😭😭

oh you KNOWWW i love writing idol!reader 😈😈 nah let me absolutely destroy this😋😋 i kinda turned this into a mini lil fic so.. HAHAHAHHA also i’m so so so so sorry this took me ages, ive hit a point where i hate everything i write 😭😭

super-glue ♥ s.hj

warnings; english isn’t my first language, not proofread, mentions of the whole loona situation (☹️), other then that, mainly fluff, lmk if i missed any!!!!!!

hyeju huffs over her phone as she texts you, she saw your message on how you just felt really demotivated from idol work after your last company really set you and the rest of the members up. her heart sank, she knew how you felt, but she definitely had the smallest hope that you could redebut together. ‘i get how you feel, yn! there’s no rush, take the time you need because it’s seriously deserved.” she responds, putting her phone to the side as she thinks over her career. she was going to sign with a company her some of her other bandmates were under, and she was over the moon to be with them, of course.. but you were close! like.. super glue level close, so the thought of possibly debuting without you kinda.. crushed her.

fast forward a few weeks.. and you and hyeju haven’t talked for a second. a little more, actually. you had been so busy catching up with all your family, and still figuring out what’d you’d do from here on out, and hyeju was so busy working on her redebut.. that you just didn’t talk all that much. and it killed her, and maybe killed you more. it wasn’t exactly intentional, but you both definitely felt bad.

and it definitely felt awkward to make a big decision without your other half. you had two ideas for the future lined up, either go back to being an idol and try to sign with a company, or start being a producer and songwriter. this was definitely something you’d ask hyeju about.. but you knew how busy she was! last time you met, she gushed about the new company and how she’s truly happy, having a stage name she actually likes, how the company isn’t an absolute chore to deal with.. and how she was redebuting any day now! and you were definitely proud, but you couldn’t really reach out to her, but you know how comebacks went.. you can’t really judge. but you really wished you could have her, in this one decision.. but..

you could make this a happy thing, for the both of you.

you had kind of been leaning to redebut anyways, and hyejus company didn’t seem bad at all with the way she spoke so highly of them, and to be fair.. your other bandmates were there too, you could surprise hyeju maybe? you could just tell how much she missed you, you guys were so close.

so, you might’ve spent your evening going to her company, and you might’ve asked if you could sign with them.. and your week was totally spent working on drawing up a contract.. which went through! that might’ve been the longest week of your life, but it was about to be worth it. really, really worth it.

“yn?” you hear from behind you as you walk in the hallways of your new entertainment. your eyes widen as you turn around, seeing gowon looking at you with a tilted head. “what has you coming around here?” she asks, a grin rising on her face as she sees you smile and start to explain. “i kinda.. maybe.. joined this company… and maybe the group…??…” you practically whisper, and her grin grows more and more. “wh- uh- i missed you.. but like, does anyone know?” she responds, moving to be next to you. you shake your head, looking at the girl next to you. “well, do you wanna see the rest of the girls?” gowon asks, a smile on her face.. but she wasn’t really asking.. it was more a command, and you couldn’t deny her. “how could i say no….” you trail off, and with that you’re getting dragged to a practice room.

“guyssss… look who’s here~” gowon says in a singsong tone, nudging you in front of her as you’re presented with four other girls from your group, and while you’re all happy to see them all.. you’re most happy to see the one you’re the closest to— hyeju! and clearly, by the looks of it, so is she, with the way she shoots up and runs to you, giggling as she closes you into a tight hug. “yn!!” she squeals, both a mixture of excited and shocked to see you. “i- i thought you were done with being an idol for a bit..!!” she stutters, pulling away from you and looking into your wide eyes, practically prioritizing herself over the others. “hm.. it was kinda a surprise.. let’s catch up? all of us?”

[plazsma]

last reblogs i love dreamzzz so much guyssss i watched it in a few days i miss the Sillies. maybe ill draw them.

[incorrectquotesconaisseur]

SO GUYSSSS I JUST FINISHED READING RULE OF WOLVES AND WHAT THE HELL???? I am a MESS

(so here are my thoughts that I had while reading it)

❗❗RULE OF WOLVES SPOILERS❗❗

• Lol Nikolai has a horse named Punchline, I love him so much

• Sankta Zoya Y E S

• Nina is sooo badass I love her - Brum needs to die btw

• Fjerda is a little shit

• "If not for Nina, their blessed termite eating at the heart of Fjerda’s government" - did I mention I love Nina?????

• Nikolai is a freaking mastermind and I love him

• OMG THEY HAVE AN ANTIDOTE FOR PAREM NOW???? HELL YEAH take THAT Fjerda!!!!

• Nina adopting Kaz's mindset when back at the Ice Court is what I live for

• UGH THE APPARAT

• Nikolai is soooo in love with Zoya I AM GOING CRAZY

• Zoya's "you forget that in Kerch greed is a virtue" gave me MAJOR Kaz vibes... I miss my crow babies

• Maybe it's an unpopular opinion, but I don't really like Ehri

• ZOYALAI NATION, HOW ARE WE??? ARE WE CRYING?

• I just REALLY love the found family trope and seeing everyone gathered in Zoya's rooms and Zoya curled up on the couch next to Genya I just AAAAAAAAA

• I absolutely adore the whole concept of the Darkling's prison and the CONSTANT sunlight he has to face HA - Alina vibes

• OMG "bring me Alina Starkov" WHAT THE FUCK I have literal chills ESPECIALLY after seeing the S&B trailer:)

• Nina being so confident in everything she learned from the Crows gives me so much serotonin I WANT MY BABIESSS

• Oh my god... I like prince Rasmus, he gives me major Nikolai vibes

• I draw immense satisfaction from Kaz and Zoya using "podge" as their preferred curse word :))))

• NIKOLAI CAN SEPARATE HIMSELF FROM HIS DEMON???? King behavior

• HOLY SHIT ALINA AGREED TO THE MEETING here we go again, fam

• I'm seeing Nikolai talking a lot about accepting his death and being undisturbed by the prospect of it and it feeaks me out - if he dies, I die with him

• Random, but: they need to get the thorn stuff from the Order of Sankt Feliks or whatever, right??? Maybe they have to steal it... and they would require expertise... MAYBE SOME CROWS PLS???????? (I am such a clown)

• Okay wait... so the letters that prove Nikolai is a bastard are in the druskelle sector... PLEASE TELL ME NINA HAS TO BREAK IN THE ICE COURT the fact that she is back there ALONE makes my heart clench so hard... I MISS MY CROWS

• FUCK ALINA SHOWED UP (also Oncat apparently and now I want to cry about Harshaw again)... AND MAL I can't take this I AM HYPERVENTILATING

• I AM LEGIT ON THE FLOOR Yuri is still there FINALLY understanding that the Darkling is evil AND NOW MY MAIN MAN GOT HIS POWERS BACK oh, I love the chaos

• NIKOLAI FUCKING CARRIES ZOYA'S RIBBON IN HIS POCKET nobody fucking touch me

• THE WEDDING IS FOR GENYA AND DAVID????? I AM SOOO CONFUSED what the heck

• Nikoali is the most fucking badass amazing cunning freakishly intelligent idiot I have ever seen in my entire life, my love for him is immesurable, I cannot put into words just how awesome his awesomeness is TAKE THAT MAKHI YOU BITCH

• OH HELL NO the demon is trying to escape SMACK THAT BITCH NIKOLAI BABY

• Oh wow, Rasmus is crazyyyy af he isn't anything like Nikolai my perfect boi SORRY

• OMG Nikolai's dad us a good guy??? I feel so sorry for him... SO NIKOLAI WAS RIGHT TO BE A ROMANTIC huh

• FUCKING HELL again with the nichevo’ya???? Darkling bby, what the HECK

• Nononononooo NO NOOOO NOT DAVID WHAT THE FUCK LEIGH

• "This is what love does" one of the most powerful quotes tbh

• Wait... they want to???? STEAL??? titanium from the Kerch??? .... DOES THIS MEAN.... C R O W S?????

• Okay but... the Darkling's POV? POWER MOVE I love it!!! And the fact that he uses Aleksander as his name with zero reticence now is just *chef's kiss*

• I'm sorry but... I don't like Mayu's chapters I AM SO SORRY I DON'T

• Nina is my badass queen STEP ASIDE PEASANTS

• All these SoC Easter Eggs and mentions are driving me insane

• Idk why but imagining the Darkling drinking beer is sooo funny to me

• I AM LOSING MY SHIT they are in Ketterdam KETTERDAM does that mean ....DOES THAT MEAN ....I better see my Crows or I am throwing hands

• The Zoyalai conversations in this book are KILLING me

• OH MY FUCKING GOD so Kaz took the Emerald Palace over and renamed it THE SILVER SIX???? LIKE???? I AM LEGIT CRYING???

• Ummm...Zoya, honey, WHY do you want to VOLUNTARILY stay away from Nikolai, HUH?????

• THE ONLY REASON HE AGREED TO HELP NIKOLAI WAS BECAUSE HE GUARANTEES INEJ'S PROTECTION if that's not L O V E idk what is YAAASSS KANEJ

• FUCKING SHIT JESPER!!!! IT'S JESPER!!!! WYLAN!!!! I AM FAINTING MY BABIESS

• The Crows' banter is WHAT I LIVE FOR

• Kaz is the most cold, badass and calculating motherfucker on the planet, I love him soooo much

• No NO NOO JORAN IS THE ONE WHO KILLED MATTHIAS????? HOLY SHIT I am sooo scared LEIGH WHYYYY

• Kaz's reaction to Nikolai's demon is legit the funniest shit ever

• Kaz and Nikolai are bffs - THIS IS HEADCANON LEAVE ME BE

• Queen Leyti has severely disappointed me

• I am having waayyyyy too much fun reading about the Darkling among blindly faithful monks - this is the stuff of sitcoms

• (I know the Crows only had a cameo and they won't pop up again, but I can't help desperation wanting to see Nina reunite with them and PLEASE GIVE ME INEJ!!!)

• Honestly, it's pretty cool getting to have a look in the Darkling's head - it's SUPER fucked up

• OOOOO the blight vs the Darkling = the only confrontation I want to see

• FATHER AND SON REUNION

• I don't care much for Hanne x Nina, but I have to admit that they make a very cute couple

• FUCK THEY BROKE STURMHOND'S BLOCADE FUUUUCK

• WAIT NO it was their plan all along HOLY SHIT electricity RULEZZZZ who knew physics would prove THIS useful???

• UUUGHH FUCK THE APPARAT I am so sick of this guy - Zoya was right, they should have killed him

• I am really pissed at the Darkling- YOU FUCKING ACKNOWLEDGE HOW MUCH RAVKA NEEDS YOUR HELP, YOU SEE NIKOLAI'S BRAVERY, YOU KNOW YOU CAM HELP, AND YOU DO NOTHING??? BRO WHAT THE FUCK

• HELL YEAH ZOYA IS A DRAGOOON fuck some shit up sweety Y E S

• MY SKIN IS CLEARED AND MY CROPS ARE WATERED BY THE DARKLING RAISING A MOB TO CALL ZOYA "SANKTA"

• Also... the Darkling winking at Nikolai? FLERT

• WHAT THE FUCK???? HANNE DIED??? holy shit, why???? WHY CAN'T NINA BE HAPPY???????

• Nikolai is an absolute SAVAGE in a debate

• Idk what to think abt Rasmus... he was kinda badass for standing up against Brum

• SOLDIER. SUMMONER. SAINT. slap me and call me a hoe I SCREAMED WHEN I READ THAT

• ZOYA AS QUEEN, SIGN ME THE FUCK UP

• Okay I stan the Darkling again

• ZOYALAI IS CANON I REPEAT ZOYALAI IS CANONNNNN

• OKAY WOW HANNE IS A FULL-ON BADASS yep, I stan

• I really???? LOVE??? this ending for the Darkling??? Idk but it is VERY fitting

• ALINA!!!! AT ZOYA'S!!!! CORONATION!!!! my life is complete

• FUCKING SHIT INEJ!!! INEEEEEJJJJ my queen my love AAAAAA

• The conversation at the end between Alina, Zoya and Genya DESTROYED ME

• STEALING THE HEART OF SANKT FELIKS yes please BRING THE CROWS BACK!!!!! I NEED ANOTHER CROWS SEQUEL!!!!

• I fainted, I ascended, I DIED at the last page

• NOW I NEED A SEQUEL!!!

• Leigh, you ARE goig to write what happens next, right? RIGHT? RIGHT????

[imagine-lcorp]

All the Rest (One Shot)

Request

Part 1. Lena x male reader. Reader is a speedster and reformed villain who became a hero for Lena. So when edge poisoned Lena reader gets really angry and gets Lena to the DEO and learns that Lena is pregnant with their baby and so reader waits until Alex says she’ll be okay and then Reader goes and gets his suit on and speeds over to edges office grabs him and smashes his window and hangs him off the side and tells him to confess? Part 2. The next day edge confesses about the lead poisoning and trying to kill Lena. Lena is happy to see edge going to jail. Then they show the video from a hidden camera in edges office where it shows reader threatening edge and Lena learns that reader did it. Reader tells Lena he is sorry for going evil and he’s worried Lena will leave him. Lena tell him it’s okay because edge needed to be stopped. Ends with a make up kiss and Lena tells reader about the baby. (Reader’s suit is like Zoom.)

A/N: Guyssss!! I’m so very excited to be writing your requests agaaain!! So now we start with the first one of this round, I hope you enjoy it and so much thanksssss to the person so sent this one, you know who you are, so it is here!! Finally!! Please let me know what you think!!!

Lena Luthor x Speedster M!R//Word Count: 2648

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The moment you heard Lena’s cracked message over the DEO speakers you didn’t even stop to think about what you were about to do. You put on your black suit and ran to where she was, and cursed when you realized your speed wouldn’t help you get up there where she needed you.

The whole thing happened too slow for your own liking. Supergirl’s blurred silhouette getting on the plane, the way it went down afterwards, Lena’s screams as the plane was cut in two. It was one of the rare occasions in your life when your powers felt useless. You were a bystander stuck on land.

Supergirl called then for you over the comms. She had Lena on one side of the plane and the chemicals on the other but she couldn’t hold both.

“Save the chemicals, not me.” You heard Lena scream and you hated they way she was always trying to put others before herself. The hero complex with it’s damn self sacrificing principle you could never understand. But if you had to play the hero for Lena you would do it, over and over until she was safe.

You ordered Supergirl to drop the chemicals. With your speed, you swore, you would be able to catch them before they touched the water. Then you ran across the them, grabbing every single bucket and putting them one by one at the edge of the water where they would do no harm. It was a matter of seconds. The chemicals, the city, the children and whoever, they were all saved, and you couldn’t care less about it. You saw Supergirl land gently on the ground on the other side and you quickly caught up.

You saw her smile the moment she caught you running towards her but at the first step she took you knew something was wrong. There were many things you loved about Lena Luthor and one of them was the way she always carried herself, with such grace and poise that it had to be impossible for her to miss a step. But she did and you were so surprised that even with your super speed you barely had time to stop her from hitting the floor.

“Lena!” You cradled her in your arms and looked for any sign of injury she could had have.

There were no visible signs of injury and as far as Supergirl knew nothing happened to her while they were on the plane.

It took you two seconds to go back to the DEO and a painful hour of waiting for Alex to finally talk to you.

“What happened?” You pushed as you paced around her office. The movement was the only thing keeping you grounded.

“She’s stable now. Don’t worry, she’s in good hands.” She sat, watching you intently. They hadn’t let you see her yet and it was clear that was getting on your nerves.

“Don’t tell me not to worry, Alex. Tell me what happened.”

“She was poisoned.”

“Poisoned how?”

“She had a mark on her arm, someone injected her, maybe before she was put on that plane. The symptoms were similar to lead poisoning but it was the same chemicals that affected the children. We’re treating her right now-”

“Was it Edge?” You just needed confirmation.

You had hear the news about the children getting sick in National City due to lead poisoning and about Morgan Edge’s friendly visit to the Luthor Hospital. Edge had showed up, pretending to care and using that as an excuse to hurt Lena’s image. After all, it was a well known fact that Lena had been the one to create the device that filler the earth’s atmosphere with it in order to avoid an alien invasion.

Edge would have done everything to get her out of the way and, if he wasn’t shy about poisoning children, you were sure as hell he had no problem with killing Lena with his same poison. How fitting would that have been? The apparent villain of the story dying by the consequences of her own doing.

“We don’t know that but, (Y/N), there’s something more. Lena, she’s…she is pregnant.” That finally made you stop.

Even with your speed, her words seemed to slowly sink in. “She’s what?”

“Pregnant, (Y/N). Lena is pregnant.” Alex punctuated each word and she no longer believed it had been a good idea to tell you about it as she saw your face draw into a frown.

“I wanna see her.” You demanded a second later.

Some people used to say that your story with Lena was some kind of a Beauty and the Beast type of story. It was laughable but you came to believe there was truth in all of that.

Lena was pretty much a beauty. You didn’t think one single person could look at her and not think she was an angel. But there was so much more. She had this confidence and elegance that made her stand in a room full of a thousand people. She knew what it was to walk that fine line between good and evil and still choose to do good for others. She had been the only person able to outsmart you and the only person you could say to actually have fallen in love with.

You, on the other hand, were a monster in some sense, never letting a tender heart get in the way of doing what had to be done.

You saw the world and the darkness that filled it. It was a brotherhood, full of killers. Thieves, fraudsters. Perverts, corrupt men. More and more criminals, with no shame or guilt or anything that could prove they were even human. They were all the same, scum infesting the earth just like the rest. You were no human either but at least you acknowledged it. A monster with a conscience and the power to stop further evil. The fastest man alive. That’s who you were. That’s what you were going to do.

“Are they gonna be alright?” You said to Alex without taking your eyes off Lena.

“They are both in the best hands.” Alex assured you again.

“Good. Take care of them. I’ll back in a minute.” You got up from your chair and were about to leave the room when she stopped you.

“(Y/N), where are you going?”

“I figured I need to grab some things for her. We are not leaving until you assure me they are completely fine.” You looked at her, putting a slight hint of concern in your expression.

She couldn’t read your face clearly but she knew you were more than worried about Lena. Furthermore, she knew what you were capable of but still she let you go. Not that she had a real choice.

But you were true to your word. Partially. You left and headed to the private apartment Lena and you shared. You took some clothes and toiletries for her and put them on a small bag. Then you returned to the DEO but not before taking a little detour to Edge’s office.

“Morgan Edge.” You called with your vibrating voice once you stepped inside his office. He looked up from his desk and he went pale.

It wasn’t your voice but your suit that gave you away. He had seen a couple of blurred pictures of it before and the rumors that came with it. All black and a mask with hollow eyes that could have matched a scarecrow’s face. Looking at you, right in the middle of his office in the middle of the night meant nothing good for him and he knew it.

“Wow, I though Halloween had already passed. Sorry, I don’t have candies.” He tried to hide the tremor in his own voice with a bravado.

“You are the man I am looking for.”

“Me? Sorry, who are you?”

“I know what you did.” You declared.

“What I did?” Edge scoffed. “And what exactly did I do?”

“Poisoned children, tried to drop chemical waste into the city’s waters, attempted murder.·

"So I guess you’re the new vigilante in town and have come to punish me for my so called crimes?” He mocked with a grin.

“No. I’m here to finish you.” He hadn’t fully caught what you had said but your next actions were clear enough.

With a swift motion you grabbed him by the collar and pulled him at the edge of his office window. Shards of glass went flying over the street and you left his body hanging fifty floors above the ground.

“W-wait!” He screamed. “You can’t kill me, if you do you are no better than I am, isn’t that right? Y-you are the hero.”

“I am no fucking hero.” You responded with a growl.

“No! Wait, please! What do you want? Whatever it is I’ll give it to you!”

“Your confession.” You said and he seemed to be more startled by your words than by his impending death. “I offer you a way out.”

You only needed to open your fist and let him fall. It was what he deserved, you thought, but Lena deserved more. She deserved justice and for once you realized this wouldn’t have been it. You had been angry but letting him die would have been to easy for you, for him. He needed to live and pay for what he had done.

“Confess to the police and this will be the only time you’ll have to see me. If you don’t, I assure you, I have plans for each day of the rest of your miserable life. This will be nothing compared to what I can do to you. Understood?”

When didn’t answer right away you pulled him back into the open air.

“Alright, alright! You win. I’ll do it.” He grabbed your arm and shouted frantically. You pulled him towards you, face to face.

“You better.” You said and tossed him back into his office.

That was the end of the night for you. You returned to Lena and sat beside her until the sun came up again. You stayed there watching the slow tempo of the rise and fall of her breathing. You had wanted to wake her up and talk to her about what had happened and about the baby, but thought against it. She needed rest and a peaceful sleep, now more than ever. You would both have a lot of time for that later.

Finally a new dawn came and Lena slowly started to wake up.

��I’m sorry.” She said once she recovered enough to remember what had happened during the night.

“Don’t worry about it.” You assured her. “But please, if you’re going against some bad guy, don’t go alone. You should call a professional and that means I would like you to call me before you rush into anything dangerous.” You tried to keep the lightness in your voice as you held her hand. It was ridiculous how soft you could be with her some times.

“I will.” She promised. “But, (Y/N), there’s something we need to talk.”

“I guess we all need to talk about something.” Kara came into the room, along with Alex, and carrying her bag. By the looks of it, she had been heading to work and, on a closer look, she didn’t look happy.

“We have some news.” Alex announced. “Edge confessed this morning to the police.”              

Lena looked stunned. “I…I never thought I was going to hear something like that in my life.”

“Maybe he finally got a conscience.” You stepped out of your chair and faced the Danvers sisters.

“Maybe he got help getting one.” Kara opened her bag and pulled a tablet out. “(Y/N), can you explain this?”

A video started to play. It showed Edge’s office and him working over his desk. Nothing seemed to be wrong until a few seconds later, as the video showed a shattered window and Morgan Edge dangling from your arm above the street.

You snorted and rolled your eyes. “I think it is pretty self-explanatory.”

“(Y/N), what is it?” Lena couldn’t watch the video but by the tone of the conversation she guessed there was something wrong.

“I went after Edge and I convinced him of turning himself up to the police.”

“Convinced him? You mean, threatened him and then pushed him off his office.”

“Yes.” You admitted. “Yes, I did.”

“Do you realize what you’re saying?” Alex said.

“You’re acting just like him!” Kara raised her voice.

“Like him? Please, at least I had the decency of never hurting anyone who didn’t deserve it. Edge needed to be stopped and If I had known he was going to cause all this trouble I would have done it sooner. Now it’s done. You should be grateful.”

“This is not the way we do things, (Y/N). We could arrest you for this.” Kara pointed at you and you started to see red.

“And how do you exactly plan on doing that, uh? You can’t outrun the fastest man alive. Not you, not even Supergirl.” You looked directly at her. “I mean, you can keep trying. You have done it before, multiple times, and you have failed every single time. If I’m here it’s because I agreed to help and because of Lena, not because you have a hold on me.”

You hadn’t noticed the way you body had started to vibrate, ready for the fight, but Lena’s voice brought you back to reality. “You know he is right.”

“Lena-” Kara tried to say.

“No, let me finish, please.” She pulled herself up from the bed and faced the three of you. “(Y/N) is right. If he’s here is because we asked for his help and that’s what he did. His method may not suit the DEO or match the way we had done it ourselves but he did it to protect the city, to protect us, to protect me… and my baby.” There was a shift in the room after her last words. “Sometimes we don’t need a hero to fight for us but a monster to help us fight the darkness back.”

You three couldn’t have been more speechless even if you had lost your tongues.

“Now, I would like to talk to (Y/N) myself. If you don’t mind.” Lena finished.

Alex was the first one to move. She shook her head slightly and gently grabbed Kara by the arm. “We’ll leave you to it.” She said as both of them left the room.

“Are you mad at me?” You turned to look at her, a bit more worried than you could have admitted.

“No. I’m actually very proud.” Lena motioned to you to sit beside her. “You could have killed him but you didn’t.”

“Not that I didn’t want to.” You moved towards her and sat at her side.

“What made you change your mind?”

“You crossed my mind before I could drop him.” You looked at her. “To kill him would have been easy and I didn’t want to make it easy for him. And yes, I know a coerced confession isn’t necessarily fair but I thought about you and how I wanted you to see there was going to be justice for all his crimes. You deserved at least that after all the shit show he started.”

Lena smiled at you and placed a soft hand on the side of your face. “You’re going to be a great dad.”

“I’m gonna be a father.” Her words took you a bit by surprise but you smiled back and chuckled. “We’re pregnant. Oh dear, we are pregnant.”

Lena laughed as you kissed her again and again and again. The rest of the world instantly forgotten. They were your world now, let all the rest be damned.

[thecbastcn]

» • * — ( harry styles , cismale , he/him ) . i think i hear  the less i know the better  by tame impala coming from apartment 2611. doesn’t theodore baston live there ?? i heard they are a twenty-four year old tattoo artist from malibu , california , but they’ve been living in the apartments for two years . they come across a bit - scatterbrained and - flighty , but they also seem like they could be + sanguine and + empathetic . whenever i see them , i think of doodles etched into cool skin, 3% phone battery, uncertain um’s and uh’s filling the silence. oh , and don’t forget to follow them on instagram at @theobaston ! 

alright u guyssss, ig i just can’t get enough ... sdjkfsdkjh under the cut you can read up on my boy -- he’s kinda soft, kinda annoying, kinda clumsy... anywho here we goooooo

my big dummy, theodore – he usually associates theodore with being in trouble ?? so pls if you love the boy and don’t want him to think you hate him.. call him theo, teddy or ted !! 

he is the eldest of three. he has two younger sisters and he is the classic Protective older brother.

growing up was quite uneventful in the best of ways. theo had a pretty pleasant childhood. loving parents and a relatively healthy, happy family. he went through the normal awkward puberty phase, endured his share of teenage bullies, struggled his way through history & physics

while he was always quite close to both of his parents, his father and him bonded over their love of music at quite a young age. theo grew up knowing not to touch his dad’s vinyl as it was his sacred collection. still the boy would listen at any chance he got. hc theo layin in his basement floor listenin to all the oldies.

he had his own bond over music with his mother as well. as a young child she taught him basics on the piano – she wasn’t a teacher of any sort, but she taught him all she could until it was time to start taking lessons. piano lessons came first. he really wanted to jump right into guitar tbh, but he got looped into taking piano lessons. his teacher was stoked upon learning that theo had PERFECT PITCH. when he got to middle school you had to have a certain number of years in piano to take up percussion in his music class and guess who had those years of piano lessons under his belt !!! u guessed it theodore !!! this is where he developed big luv for the drums !!!

this boy has a niche for instruments. it didn’t just stop with the piano and drums. theo got his guitar lessons, went through a harmonica phase, he’s dabbled with a bass. he can write a melody better than he can write a text. the only problem .................. theo will not preform ANYTHING. he loves creating music, the production side, but doesn’t enjoy being up on a stage or preforming. catch him writing u a song but guess what ur never gonna hear it hehe

his drawings were never impressive -- at least not to him, he always just figured it was doodles and nothing more. on his eighteenth birthday, theo got his first tattoo and just like they say... you can’t just have one. theo would plan out what he would want to get done next, bringing his doodles into the artist, artists would ask him where he pulled the image from and were surprised when he said that he drew it. theo became a regular.

after graduating high school he took a year off, living with his parents and just working in malibu. theo was pretty lost with what he was going to do. his parents were so supportive regardless of what he wanted to do. that year he spent a lot of time drawing and as he was getting tattoos it all just kind of lined up. theo asked his artist about an apprenticeship, and while it took some convincing theo was taken on.

theo moved out to NYC two years ago, just when he moved into the apartments. he moved out here for a job in a local tattoo parlour.

tbh theo is an irresponsible mess most of the time.

he sleeps through his alarms – literally will wake up late in the afternoon every day, is constantly late to everything. all his closest pals know if u want theo to be On Time you have to tell him to get there at least a half hour before he really needs to be. on many occasions in his early twenties he was fired from his jobs because of missing shifts/calling out. 

maybe u could see this coming, but he’s pretty much a night owl. he’ll stay up into the wee hours of the morn dickin around and sleep the day away.

overall pretty loud and outgoing

is extremely flighty and unreliable when it comes to all things romantic. although it doesn’t FEEL like it to him, he’s actually pretty charming.

wanted connections:  definitely the BASICS ... friends : give him ALL the pals, a ride or die, a sibling dynamic, THIS, a confidant, um i really would love something based of THIS song... so.. pls look his way on the fire escape, only talk when their drunk/high pals, a neighbour he is probably constantly annoying bcos he’s being too loud, EXES:  on bad terms because theo probably fucked it up a lot, exes on good terms that are actually friends, maybe they went on ONE date and theo literally bombed it... i’m talking he was late, he spilled his drink on them, he forgot his wallet and probably said all the wrong things ...  hook ups/fwb, a tinder fling, maybe someone he can write music with, someone that will talk conspiracies with him, he needs some pals to get high with.. but honestly i would be so excited for literally any connection pls come plot with me !!!!

[strawberrymarshmallowstories]

Oneshot | City Lights (Jung Hoseok)

Title: City Lights Pairing: Hoseok/Reader Rating: SFW Summary: Inspired by City Lights - TVXQ U-Know ft. Taeyong

A/N: Guyssss, this song is a bedroom jam. Even if you don’t read this, listen to this song. You will not regret it. Seriously.

***

Your eyes met across the floor. You hadn't even realised you'd been looking his way, not until it pulsed down your spine. The realisation, the old what-if's, and the tingling shiver of fear.

You hadn’t meant to look at him. Not now, not ever again.

Jung Hoseok was a campus god who was loved by all, his name a breathy whisper on many lips the second he walked by. Everyone loved him, for he was perfect.

Or was he?

You glanced at the drinks bartender placed before you. It must've been a mistake, Hoseok must've mistaken you for someone else. He couldn't have recognised you.

'Oh god look at him, would love to bite into that piece of ass,' Melly whined, fanning herself as if the mere thought was too much to handle.

Perhaps it was. You pushed over her pornstar martini and raised your own drink, one far less colourful than hers, but it had nothing against the dripping sarcasm in your voice. 'Cheers to your boyfriend.'

She only laughed, the sound free and inhibited as it bubbled out of her. 'He gave me a free pass for Hoseok, even asked if he could join in.'

'How nice of him,' you muttered, lifting the drink to your lips. The sweetness of the lemonade hit your tongue before the heat of the alcohol.

But when it made down your throat, it burned.

'And how about you?' Melly scoffed. 'You who tripped over nothing the second he asked you to be his lab partner?'

'Oh shut up, that was ages ago.' You managed a smile that to anyone else would've seemed polite. Melly would've known it to be one of annoyance.

Yes, he was hot, quite breathtaking in his element - no one would dispute that. But he was too hot, too popular.

And you had enough of that the first time around.

~ The dark night thickened on the first floor ~

~ The city lights spread, and your hair ~

~ In the space between my half-closed eyes ~

~ You shine, yeah I close my eyes ~

'Hey Mels, what are you up to?' A familiar voice brushed over you, with an intimate caress of an old lover.

How strange, as he wasn't one.

Melly raked a hand through her hair and flashed a flirty smile. 'Much better now that I’ve seen you. But I thought this was supposed to be the party of the year?’ A gasp. ‘Wait, are you losing your touch?'

'As if - you're in the wrong room ladies, this place-,’ he laughed, gesturing wide, ‘is for the commoners.’ 

The past year had been good to him. But he’d lost something, his childlike smile that'd first caught your eye. Now his each line and move was as if he was dancing, sensual and rich in texture.

Warmth spread all the way down to your core. Your eyes snapped to his - too easy to imagine that laugh against your lips, the gentlest of a chuckle while his hands wandered over any bare skin revealed.

And you didn't miss the mischievous glint in his eyes. As if he'd just read your mind.

~ In the space between that blurred focus, you draw nearer ~

~ Skin against skin, until we can’t be any closer ~

~ When I feel you with all my senses ~

~ It’s endlessly faraway, come ~

 'Come on!' Melly's voice snapped you out of your thoughts. And before you could protest, she'd dragged you along, through the crowd for everyone to see.

You saw the glances, of jealousy and of despise. You knew it was a thing, a stupid thing, but still a thing. You'd just been called to the party within the party. And the signal it sent was that you were considered inner circle.

One that could get you into trouble. Stupid politics of an elite university.

You'd been there before, had no care for it. 

But you could not deny it was impressive, how all thoughts disappeared under the loud welcoming cheer, the exact moment you stepped through those doors. A completely different world.

All for Hoseok, of course, who got a number of welcome pats on his back and a beer shoved into his hands. He shook his head, but you could tell that was his closest group of friends - his family.

You waved at people you knew, from the first year that now seemed so long ago. Your circles naturally overlapped in places, so you'd made acquaintances. But what had been a start of a good friendship had been ruined by one passionate guilt-instigating night where you used him and he used you.

And the next day you sat on a plane, to fly off for your internship. Just as scheduled many months before, and filed that night away in the box of momentary pleasures of a first-year freshman. That’s all it had been, right?

You'd felt awful, filled with anguished nights that kept you awake. Worst at times when you couldn't wash away the heat of your bodies aligned, his each touch as if perfectly planned, his each word purest silk against your senses.

You took another sip to wash it all out. Melly had disappeared somewhere, but it was too easy to find her blue bob in the crowd. Leaning against the counter, you watched Melly sneak up to her boyfriend.

She loved him with all her heart, and it showed in everything she did.

Would you ever love like that?

Would someone ever love you like that?

'So, how have you been?' You heard, a haunting voice not even dreams could save you from. A little lower, a little darker, a little more dangerous.

You smiled and raised your glass. 'Not too bad, and look at you,' you teased, nodding at the group of girls behind him. 'Lord almighty's here with his fanclub.'

Hoseok flashed them a quick smile before turning back to you. And before you could protest, he pulled you into a hug of surprise. A couple still seconds passed, his breath hot against your cheek. 'You still smell so fucking good.'

'Hi to you too.' You couldn't help the breathy whisper, all while your eyes scanned the room.

All those eyes, on you. Once again. Like on so many days over a year ago. Hidden glances when you walked down the hallway, judging every word you said in Hoseok's vicinity.

This wouldn't do. But with his hands warm on your hips, how could you resist?

'That's enough now, your little fanclub's ready to shoot me.' You intended to push against his chest, but somehow your hand laid flat over his shirt, feeling the lithe body underneath the cotton tee.

He only pushed further into your palm. 'You know what they need, a show,' he joked. But you knew that was no joke.

'Your girlfriend's one of them?'

'You’ve got some false information little birdie, I've got no girlfriend anymore.' He stepped closer, hands in pockets. You took a step back just when his nose touched yours.

'But I like that you enquired after me, makes me feel..' A nip on your lower lip. 'Special.'

~ Like a dirty joke, it’s a night in which I can’t sleep ~

~ You radiate, shine even brighter ~

~ It’s a night twisting in seduction ~

~ Like an instant, and you’ve got me ~

Your back hit against the closed door, the lock clicking into place. As if starved, Hoseok claimed your lips in a bold kiss that had your back arch further, to draw even closer. Every brush against his body, every kiss and every sound pure wild energy waiting to be unleashed and needing to be used.

Thank god there was a wall at your back, for you would've collapsed otherwise.

‘God you’re beautiful,’ he whispered, his lips tracing an invisible line down your neck. Light butterfly kisses - ones you’d always loved, in a way you loved. The way he took his time, each touch a calculated temptation. Ones he wouldn’t even know of, unless he too remembered the night you’d shared.

And while you two had lost the timing for a blooming friendship, you wouldn't deny yourself the pleasure of having him once again.

Without regrets.

***

[strangestlosersclub]

Till Death Do Us Part  Part 2

Summary: Y/n, Eleven’s sister, 007 hears about the lab shutting down but has to see it for herself. During her trip she comes across a boy named Steve who she falls madly in love with. When she reconnects with her sister she hears about the troubles they have and decides to help. But maybe everything doesn’t turn out as well as they would like

Warnings: fluff, angst, talks about abuse, talks about death??? um nothing else really

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Female!Reader

You walked into the house and see everyone sitting down waiting for Eleven most likely. You saw a boy get up and hug Eleven he was sitting with a group of kids who you could tell are very close. A police officer got up and hugged her as well, then she brought him over to you.

“This is y/n, my sister.” she says quietly, he looks at you and then at your wrist which you gladly show him. He holds his hand out for you to shake

“Hopper, JIm Hopper.” he says and you shake his hand looking back and forth between Eleven and Hopper

“Is this him?” you ask her, she nods and smiles you look at him and smile “Thank you for watching out for her.” you say. It didn’t matter that you hadn’t known her for long and you weren’t blood family. All the kids in that lab were family, you all went through the same thing. After you met everyone you realized that this group of people weren’t just friends, they had been through something. Something that brought them even closer, this was a family.

“So can anyone tell me exactly what happened to the lab?” You ask

“Well it’s a very long story.” Eleven says

“I’ve got time.” You say grabbing her hand and smiling. As they explain everything, the demogorgon, the demo dogs, the upside down, the mind flayer. You couldn’t understand how all of them survived, you tried to study them how you normally did with people, try to figure them out you were good at that.

“So this mind flayer, you stopped him?” You asked

“Well I closed the gate and the mind flayer can’t come to this side without it being open.” Eleven replies

“Alright but what happened to you? Are you okay?” you ask it was directed towards the boy named will, you read him easily. On the outside he was this scared little boy who seemed absolutely traumatized, but on the inside he was strong, stronger than any of them knew. Going through the possession, it’s not something any normal person just recovers from. He looked at you confused,

“I’m alright.” he says quietly and smiles slightly

“You know, I had a friend who you remind me of.” You say squatting down to talk to him.

“Really? Who?” He asks

“His name was Brian, I met him after I escaped. He helped me build a life but when I met him he wasn’t as strong as he is today.” They all look at you confused

“What do you mean by ‘he wasn’t as strong?’” Noah asks furrowing his brows

“Well, sometimes people think because they aren’t the biggest or the toughest they aren’t strong. Brian was one of those people, I showed him that no matter what size, you can be stronger than anyone if you put your mind to it.” You lightly touch his temple and a blue and purple smoke shows up, everyone looks shocked but Noah was completely intrigued with it.

“What is it?” He asks staring at it, it floated above your palm and you changed it into a little dragon

“It’s my strength, I have the ability to shield but I learned how to do more with it. I can change it into anything my mind wants it to.” You smile at the way he is looking at it

“How did you make Brian strong?” He asks

“I thought him how to fight.” You say with a completely serious face

“Why would he need to know how to fight?” He asks, you chuckle at how many questions he asks

“You ask very good questions, but you aren’t asking the right ones.” You smirk, standing up he looks up at you “Don’t you want to know how he was able to help me build a life, new identity, car, house, everything?” Noah nods as do the rest of the house,

“Well let me show you,” you say but then turn to eleven, “give me your hand,” she reaches her hand out confused. “Now I want you to close your eyes and focus, clear your mind of any thought. Once you have done that open your eyes.” Eleven closes them and then opens them after a few seconds but her eyes are a violet color.

“Woah how did she do that.” Max asks

“Think of me as electricity, I can flow through any circuit but as long as we are connected, Eleven and I are connected so I am giving her some of my ‘electricity’ in order to show you everything.” You say then draw a circle in the air with your finger. You created a sort of projection of what you saw after you got out, a boy shows up

“Is that him? Is that Brian?” Lucas asks

“Yes, that is him.” You say smiling tear forming, you missed him, he was your first and only friend. While you showed them everything you thought about where he was. How he was doing, you wanted nothing more than to see him again.

“So, he was a… cartel guy?” Mike asks confused, it makes you laugh a little, Brian? A cartel person? No way.

“No, he was a man with a lot connections, his family was one of the richest families in New York. He sold things to people all around the world. When i say things i mean everything, drugs, guns, animals, everything. He was 19 when i met him and a shy man which was odd because usually those kinds of people are tough and serious. So i helped just incase a deal went sideways and he needed know how to protect himself and maybe one day his family.” You explained but once you said ‘family’ it hurt you, you knew you loved him and you wanted to be the one who made a family with him. But, how do you make a family with someone who can’t even stay in one place for more than a week?

“You loved him?” Noah says, you look at him a little shocked at how he figured out

“How can you tell?” You ask,

“The way you always look at him, how you trusted him, you were always close to him. It’s obvious.” he explains, you glance behind and see Steve, you looked oddly so much like Brian. He was already staring at you but in the way that you couldn’t explain. After you stayed for a few hours later everyone decided it was time to go.

“So have you made up your mind?” Hopper asks

“What do you mean?” you ask folding your arms as you walk out the door.

“Who you’re going to stay with tonight.” he says kind of shocked you don't know what he meant

“Oh, well, i didn’t really think about it to be honest.” you say rubbing your arm that is next to your side

“Well, my parents aren’t home and won’t be for a while, so if you want to. YOu can stay at my place. I mean, if you want to.” Steve says, you smile at him

“Uh, yeah, that would be nice.” you say smiling at him, eleven looks between you two and smiles

“We will see you tomorrow right?” Eleven asks hugging you

“Of course, maybe i can do what you did and fake being a new student.” you say laughing

“You, be respectful.” eleven says to steve which makes you laugh even more. After Hopper and Eleven leave you get into Steve’s car and begin your trip to his house

“So, why were you at the lab today?” you finally ask looking at him

“Well, let’s just say it’s a place that i go to think.” he says, you furrow your brows

“Why in God’s name would you go there to think.” you say chuckling a bit making him laugh too.

“How about this. Hi my name is Steve Harrington, my ex-girlfriend broke up with me for a guy who used to barely talk. Now i watch a bunch of kids who i love very much and don’t really have any friends my age.” He says not talking his eyes off the road

“Hmm, well Steve Harrington it’s nice to officially meet you.” you say smiling at him

“Oh and one more thing, this is my house.” he says pulling into the driveway of what looks like a mansion, you have never seen a house this big before. When you get to the door way you freeze, last time you went into someone's house you got shot at. Long story but you weren’t used to just walking into doorways just yet.

“So, there are many rooms to choose from as you can tell but i sleep upstairs so. Pick one and i will bring you some blankets and sheets.” He says waiting for you to walk upstairs. You studied it all or at least tried to it was a force of habit to map out all the exits and windows. You found a room that had beautiful view of the small town,

“Is this room available?” you ask, Steve looks down at his feet chuckling

“Actually it is, and it also happens to be right next to my room.” he points to the door barely a foot away still smiling

“Well, i don’t mind being neighbors unless you do?” you question stepping closer to the boy leaning on the doorway smiling.

“Uh,” he clears his throat “Nope, i don’t mind, not at all.” he says clearly getting nervous as you step closer and closer, once you’re almost right in front of him you lean and whisper in his ear

“Can i have those blankets now?” you ask

“Yeah let me go get those,” he says tripping over his feet, you bite your lip trying not to laugh at the boy running away. You turn back to face the window and giggle quietly letting  a sigh of relief. You couldn’t help but be nervous as well, there was just something about him that made you feel like a teenage girl in love.

A/N: two weeks laterrrr... im so sorry for the wait but im backkk be ready for some crazy stuff in the next chapters!!! IF YOU WANT TO BE IN THE TAG LIST JUST ASK. im super glad to add you if you would like. OH and thanks for all the cute feedback on this love you guyssss

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[meloncholyapple]

hey gabby! are you in any other fandoms ? or just anything you particularly like ?

TL;DR: Hi, I’m weeb trash and I love games where I get to be a rowdy fight boy or date rowdy fight boys. hit me up fam. Also Rick & Morty is great. 

Mmm… well. I’m absolutely weeb trash, and though I don’t draw for them,some of my all time favorites would have to be Re:Zero, Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid, Ore Monogatari!!!, Katekyo Hitman Reborn, One Punch Man, and One Piece (which was my first anime ever), among others. 

Also - not an anime - but Rick & Morty is the best.

As for games and the like, I really love Dark Souls (I’m not very good at playing it, but I love it so much, guyssss), Monster Hunter, and Okami. I started playing the Fallout Series, and enjoyed what I have played, though my computer isn’t very good for gaming, so I only really have a chance to play at my SO’s place (same for Dark Souls, tbh).

Besides monster-killing games, though, I’m really partial to otome games and dating sims - not that that was hard to tell. I really enjoyed Stardew Valley, and though I don’t really play the story for My Candy Love anymore (I’m 30 episodes behind, and honestly, Amber and her posy makes it hard for me to want to play because there’s no option to start a fist fight with them), I enjoy drawing for it and participating in the events. I bought Hatoful Boyfriend as a joke, but then ended up getting in Too Deep™ (it looks like a joke, but playing it was a trip, let me tell you). My favorites so far are Ikemen Sengoku (who’s protagonist is so sassy, it’s beautiful) and The Arcana!

[beks21]

Here

Guyssss I wrote another fic. It’s Hinny again, because I am trash for them. I tried to do light and fluffy but this sorta-dark-sorta-hopeful piece emerged instead, so what can you do. Enjoy. 

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There were perhaps one or two other instances where Harry was this thankful for his Invisibility Cloak, but as he made his way from the Headmaster’s office to Gryffindor Tower, he could not remember being quite so grateful to be able to pass the Great Hall undetected.

With Ron and Hermione on either side of him, Harry wearily trudged up the stairs to the dormitories. Harry focused on the four poster bed in front of him {it was a bit of a shock, really, to see that this room had remained the same over this year when so much had changed} and barely realized he had removed and folded the Invisibility Cloak and slid his shoes off until he was already climbing into bed. He noticed, belatedly, that Ron and Hermione were both getting into Ron’s old bed, and Harry paused a moment to catch Ron’s eye and raise an eyebrow. Ron rolled his eyes in return and drew the curtains around his bed, and Harry turned to draw his own curtains. In the grey light, Harry’s eyelids felt heavy, and he knew he would be asleep before his head hit the pillow-

“Harry?” A tentative voice came from the foot of his bed.

It was as if all tiredness left him.

Harry’s eyes flew open and he groped for his glasses as he jerked upright. Ginny. She stood inside the curtains, thighs pressed against the bed, staring at him with an inscrutable expression on her face. Her jumper was dirty and had several singe marks on it; dirt and possibly ashes streaked her face and hair, and….and Harry thought she had never looked more beautiful.

Without conscious thought, Harry extended one hand towards her, and Ginny immediately clambered onto the bed. She paused only to kick off her shoes, and then she was working her way under the covers. They lay down at the same time and turned towards each other, just staring. Ginny’s eyes roved his face, and Harry was suddenly aware that his face was probably dirtier than hers, and maybe he should have considered a shower before collapsing.

Before he could move, or think, or do anything to clean his face, Ginny scooted closer to him, flung an arm around him, and buried her head in his chest. Automatically, Harry brought his arm around her and tilted his head down so he could breathe in her scent. Ginny. As Harry held her close, he was struck by just how much he had missed her, how long he had been waiting and hoping that he could hold her again, how much he loved her.

His arm tightened around her, and then he realized that Ginny was trembling, no, not trembling; she was shaking, shaking with tears. Ginny, who hardly ever shed tears, was crying softly and seemed to be saying something against his shirt. Harry pulled back from her and hunched down a bit so their faces were level. Ginny’s eyes were closed and her mouth was moving. Harry leaned closer to catch the words. “You’re here you’re here you’re here,” Ginny chanted breathlessly, tugging him closer. Harry let himself be pulled, and he straightened his back and wrapped his arms around her again. “We’re both here, Ginny, we’re both here,” he murmured.

Ginny looked up at him, her tears and chants stopping abruptly. She studied him for a moment, her eyes piercing. “I’m going to ask you two questions, and I want two answers from you, and then we can sleep. But you are going to answer me, Harry Potter, understand?” her voice was low and quiet, and Harry held her gaze, unflinching, and she stared at him. He nodded, and Ginny took a breath before continuing, keeping her voice quiet. “Did you really die?”

Harry caught his breath. He wanted to tell Ginny the truth, but he also didn’t know how to answer without explaining the whole story of the Horcruxes and his mother’s sacrifice, and if Harry was very honest with himself, he wasn’t sure how to describe or categorize his time in King’s Cross with Dumbledore.

But Ginny was still watching him intently, with tears still wet upon her cheeks, and Harry licked his lips before answering. “I...I think so, Ginny. I don’t know,” he faltered, trying to force his thoughts into something cohesive so his tongue could form words and push out the lump that was suddenly lodged in his throat. He swallowed - Ginny’s eyes darted to his throat and then back to his eyes - and tried to continue. “I’m not sure what happened, really, in the forest, but I know I had a choice to come back or go on, and… and when I thought...thought of you, I wanted to come back. I mean, I knew that I should come back, that I needed to come back in order to finish off Riddle, but you...god, Ginny, I thought of you and I wanted, so desperately, to come ba-”

He was cut off by Ginny’s mouth as she kissed him hungrily. He kissed her back immediately, spreading his hands to hold her even more tightly. He could feel fresh tears on Ginny’s cheeks, could taste tears on her lips, and he kept on kissing her. Just a few hours ago he had thought he would never see her again, never kiss her again, and yet here she was, alive, in his arms, and despite the saltiness of tears, he thought she had never tasted so sweet.

With a gasp, Ginny stopped kissing him. She didn’t move very far, though, and she filled Harry’s vision. They were both breathing hard, and Harry couldn’t help tilting his head forward and quickly pressing another kiss against her lips. When he pulled back again, he met her gaze and whispered, “What is your second question?”

Ginny smiled then, really smiled, and Harry was struck once again that he had believed he would never see that smile ever again. He moved so he could stroke her cheek with one hand, and her smile widened. She turned her head and quickly kissed Harry’s palm, then looked back at him. “The second question should be easier to answer, I think, at least right now” she answered with a slight sigh. “Later, will you… will you tell me everything?”

Harry didn’t hesitate this time. “Yes, Ginny. I promise that soon, I will tell you everything.” He kissed her forehead, then her nose, then her mouth. He felt as though he could continue kissing her, could just keep on kissing Ginny and never want anything else, but as he blinked, he realized that he was about to fall asleep. He broke away from her reluctantly, smiling as Ginny looked upat him. “You asked your two questions, and I’ve given you two answers, so now-” he stifled an enormous yawn, and Ginny grinned and finished his sentence, “yes, Harry, let’s get some sleep.”

Harry smiled sleepily and pulled the bedclothes up to their shoulders, then wrapped his arm around Ginny again. She snuggled in closer, resting her top arm around Harry’s waist and folding her bottom arm between them. Ginny hesitated, then pressed the palm of her bottom hand against Harry’s chest, right over his heart, over his fresh bruise.

Harry blinked at her. “Is this okay?” Ginny whispered, not meeting his gaze. “I want...I want to feel your heart beating, because it still doesn’t feel real. I want to know, to feel that you’re alive even when my eyes are closed, because when I shut them-” she took a deep steadying breath “-when I shut my eyes, all I see is Hagrid carrying your body, and I want to know that you’re here with me.” She was blinking back more tears, but she raised her eyes to meet Harry’s, and he recognized that stubborn tilt of her jaw. Harry gazed at her, drinking her in. “I’m here,” he said again. “We’re both here, safe and alive. We’re here, Gin.”