#because it's been living rent free in my head for y-e-a-r-s

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Writer asks: ✨🎀💝💌

✨What's a fic you've posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit)

Oh, that would probably be Lapsus Linguae, which I get why it didn't quite catch on (it's a bit long for a short fic, is basically oc x oc pairing so quite niche, and has a M-rating because of a random scene in the middle with a totally different pairing than the oc/oc content) -- but it still makes me laugh.

🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing

I will say, when I get enough distance from a written piece, it can still sneak up on me and give me unexpected feels, so I guess it not only holds up to a re-read, but can hold its emotional resonance.

💝what is a fic that got a different response than you were expecting?

I probably shouldn't have been, but for some reason I was absolutely convinced that people were really not going to like Girl Talk? (The reaction to which was the exact opposite). I think the brain weasels got me on that one.

💌share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!

So I took a break from it for a little bit (because I got distracted), but I am having a ridiculous amount of fun with the Outlander!Theron AU, and kind of have to keep sitting on my hands so I don't start posting prematurely (the first chapter has been written for 5+ years now). I think I described to someone that it's the Bad Decision AU where no one is their best self, especially Theron, who makes promises in one chapter, and then immediately breaks it by the end of the next chapter, with predictable consequences:

Theron's quick temper finally got the better of him, and the desire to diffuse the situation evaporating and he snapped. "You were about to be killed, and I wasn't just going to stand there and let that happen!"

"You couldn't let that happen? Just like you couldn't let me read my own messages and let me go to the Terminus?"

"That was different!"

"How?"

Just like with his decision to go to the Terminus in her place, he hadn't really thought that far ahead in how to navigate this conversation. Like every ill-considered step he'd taken in life, it was a thoughtful, reckless impulse that somehow made even more of a chaotic mess of things.

"Well, it worked didn't it?" It was the wrong thing to say, and yet he forged on as if his temper had set his mouth on autopilot. "You're still alive -- that's what matters!"

She stared at him as if he'd sprouted a second head. "How can you say that? After everything I told you about what he did when I--he... how can you think giving that monster an inch of control is a good idea?"

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married solangelo has been living rent free in my head the past few days because i’ve a fic i’m writing on ao3 and a post i saw from @didnt-want-to-be-a-halfblood so here are some headcanons i have:

(this is kinda long lol sorry folks)

- they get married young, partially because of how fleeting life seems to them and partially because they’re just like “yeah, this makes sense”

-(will was always been a life plan person, or as much as he could be as a demigod, but nico comes into the picture and his flow chart for the next ten to fifteen years that includes marriage between the ages of 27 and 30, that’s out)

- nico was raised catholic (i will die on this hill) and also in the 30’s so i firmly believe he has some pretty conservative views on marriage

- besides the whole internalized homophobia thing, he also def believes in asking for blessings and waiting until marriage and all that jazz

- will occasionally questions him (not in a pressuring way) because like, their parents are greek gods? they’re gay? it’s the 21st century?

- but nico says that it reminds him of his mom (as much as he can remember, like feelings and flashes of stained glass windows) and that he’s a ‘respectable young man, william’

- and will doesn’t really get it but he respects it and they keep it very old-school, dating but also kinda courting

- and that helps nico because that keeps things slow and low pressure so he can work through stuff as it comes without fear of will getting scared off or frustrated

- anyways, at age 18 or so, will realizes that he definitely (like, definitely) wants to marry nico and that’s t e r r i f y i n g and not because of commitment (he’s been head over heels since the battle of manhattan) or what nico will say but because that means he has to get blessings

- hades is scary but oh gods, hazel and reyna

- so he makes his rounds and asks for blessings (contacting hades was unnecessarily difficult and after a while of trying, he just prayed about it during offerings at the dining hall and that got hades’s attention pretty fast)

- talking to reyna was terrifying and she was straight faced the entire time and he was certain she was going to say no but then she just said “i was wondering when you were gonna do this”

- hazel is giddy as he talks to her and she threatens him so sweetly he barely even recognizes it as a threat at all

- anyways so he’s got the blessings, the ring is next, and he gets a silver one that looks cool but, after giving it to the hephaestus cabin, can become a small knife for nico to stab people with and he can see the exact face nico will make when he realizes

- also just a note, they def have their own apartment in the city

- he intends to propose on nico’s 18th birthday but that doesn’t happen and it ends up happening three months later (he’s had the ring in him at all times “just in case”) when nico calls him an idiot during breakfast and instead of saying “your idiot” like he always does, it comes out as “i want to marry you”

- and nico just kinda blinks at him and is like “huh?”

- and will fumbles in his pockets and eventually pulls out the ring and is all wide, blue eyes and shaky hands when he whispers “marry me?” while holding out the ring

- obviously it’s a yes

- nobody is surprised when they say they’re getting married and everyone is like “yeah and? we been knew this was gonna happen” but jason cries

- so it’s wedding planning now and nico wants to get married in a catholic church (see aforementioned note about stained glass windows) and will is just like “what?”

- nico says something along the lines of “we have to get married in a church, i’m not a fucking sinner, william”

- and will is like “neeks, darling, sweetheart, honey, love of my life, we’re gay and your dad is literally hades, we cannot avoid catholic sin”

- but nico is taking none of that and will doesn’t really care all that much where it ends up happening so they get married in a church

- will ends up getting really into the flower arrangements though (and i’d like to think persephone helps him) and they’re super elaborate and all the flowers have specific meanings and he arranges them all by hand

- they let other people plan a lot of it though, annabeth and mitchell and hazel mostly

- on the Big Day, both of them are weirdly calm and everyone else is frantic

- cecil asks will why he isn’t nervous and he just says “why would i be? even if everything else goes wrong, i’m still going to marry the love of my life today and i’m not nervous about that. i’ve been waiting my whole life to do it”

- will wants to walk down the aisle, he loves the drama of it, and he is so overwhelmed with love and adoration when nico laughs at him basically strutting down the aisle that he almost has to stop and stare because ‘holy shit, that’s gonna be his husband’

- their vows make people s o b and question if they ever knew what love was at all

- some highlights from nico: “you made me feel like i was wanted when i wasn’t even sure if i wanted myself” and “you didn’t try to fix me or make me whole, you showed me that i wasn’t broken in the first place and that just me is enough. a thousand lifetimes of loving you won’t be enough to thank you for that, but i will love you for all of them and all of the ones that follow anyway”

some highlights from will: “you’re my person and i thank the gods for that everyday. seriously, you can ask them, i’m sure they’re fed up with it by now” (cue apollo shouting “it’s true! i have to listen to it all the time!” from the pews and laughter) and “i don’t think i’ll ever be able to express how much i love you but i will try because that’s what you deserve. you are a reminder that love is not finite, i drown in it every time you laugh or smile or even look at me. it is abundant with every word you say and every time you touch me. i adore you, i love you with every fiber of my being, and i will prove it to you everyday”

- the kiss after they’re pronounced as husbands is chaste and the real intimacy is in the way they intertwine their fingers and the way nico’s fingers lay gently against the curve of will’s jaw

- the ceremony is at camp half blood

- it’s just a giant fucking party and it gets very weird very fast because there are gods and demigods and satyrs and all of it

- nico and will dance and stuff and have fun but mostly they sit at a table, practically on top of each other, and whisper to each other the whole time and it’s sickeningly sweet

- they end up staying at camp half blood in the hades cabin that night and not going back to their apartment

- will carries nico over the threshold and nico has his arms wrapped around will’s neck and he’s laughing so hard that will can’t breathe because of how happy and totally, completely in love he is

- they’re cute and married

[cafedanslanuit]

[ k i n k t o b e r ]  d a y   15    -   masterlist

↪ character: aizawa shouta [boku no hero academia]

↪ tags/warnings: +18, female!reader, punk/rock singer!reader, face-fucking, references to brat taming, light!brat reader, semi-public sex

↪ a/n: ahhhhh, i had this idea for so so long. punk/rock singer and aizawa have been living rent free in my mind for some weeks now <3

↪ featured playlist:

— bad reputation - joan jett

— paradise city - guns n’ roses

— hot for teacher - van halen

You took a second look at your broken fishnet, your fingers tracing the fabric. Memories on how it broke filled your mind making you smirk to yourself. You smoothed your faux leather skirt and stood up from your crouching position, looking at the other people on the stage.

“We’re good to go?”

The rest of the band nodded and you smiled. Passing a hand through your hair, you tapped the microphone twice and greeted the audience. They weren’t as enthusiastic or wild as the one you were used to, but after a long argument with your band you had agreed to accept performing in a higher-class bar. ‘It’s good money’, they had said. And they weren’t wrong, it definitely was better money than your regular shows at an underground bar gave you, but you felt like a caged bird. People with fancy shoes holding expensive drinks were looking at you like some sort of exhibition. And it kind of was. It was 80’s night for a reason.

The guitarist started the known riff and you did your best to put on a good show.

“And I don’t give a damn about my bad reputation…”

It was almost unnerving how people were still sitting down, shoulders slightly moving as they listened to you sing. You tried not to roll your eyes at them. Just one hour, you told yourself. One hour and you’re out of here.

You were in the middle of your fifth song and third beer when you started having fun. Your leather jacket was left behind on the floor and you were play-flirting along with the bassist, putting one hand on his shoulder as you sang to him.

“Take me down to the paradise city, where the grass is green and the girls are pretty,” you sang along with your longtime friend. You laughed at your antics and then went back to the center of the stage. For once, you didn’t care the audience was still sitting down. Fuck them. You were having fun enough for all of them and were going to take their money at the end of the night.

Suddenly, most people started looking at the club entrance. Imitating them, your eyes darted there as well, and saw a group of men and women making their way to a big table. You recognized most of them as they were pro-heroes, but wondered what they were doing there. A black haired woman put a birthday party on her head and you assumed it was her birthday. Your eyes kept focusing on every hero in the group until they stopped at a familiar face. A familiar, tired face, whose eyes were widened like a deer caught in the headlights. You winked at him and then looked away.

The song continued as you interacted with the band, rattling your hair as you did so, and twirling just enough for your skirt to rile up but don’t reveal anything. You never expected to see Aizawa again in a place like this, and definitely not tonight. You looked over at his table again and saw him back to his normal state, unamused eyes and just watching all his coworkers interact. He probably didn’t want to be there, and a part of you wanted to keep messing with that.

Before they could change to the next song, you asked the band for a particular one. They went with it, the drum solo filling the club as you propped up your right leg on one of the speakers, platform boots showing off. The guitar followed on the solo and you looked again at Aizawa, who now had an irritated look on his face directed at you. His friends were looking at the stage with a smile, ignoring his friend’s stare. You just smiled back.

“Wait-- wait a second man, what do you think the teacher’s gonna look like this year?” you asked your bassist.

You couldn’t suppress the cheeky grin on your face as you sang. You tried your best not to look too much at that particular table, instead you moved around the stage, probably doing one of your best interpretations of the song. You grabbed the unused microphone stand and used it as support as you crouched down singing the chorus.

“Got it bad, got it bad, got it bad, I'm hot for teacher. I've got it bad, so bad, I'm hot for teacher.”

For the second time during the song you looked at Aizawa again and almost felt yourself getting wet from the look he was giving you. It was a mix of incredulity, anger and dominance that riled you up even more to keep on teasing him.

Faster than you had wanted to, the song came to an end, leaving you more hot and bothered than you had wanted to. The band kept on playing the rest of the songs planned for the night and you didn’t look at the table again, just focusing on finishing the set as fast as you could.

Your plans of going to the underground bar with the rest of the band went away when they decided to stay there to share a drink for a while. You stuck your tongue out at them and said your goodbyes.

The city streets were empty, but you paid no attention to that. You walked to the alley behind the club and lit up a cigarette. You watched the smoke slowly come out of your lips, dissipating on the cold air around you.

“That thing will kill you,” you heard a voice warning you. You didn’t have to look up to know who it was.

“I’ve put way worse inside my mouth,” you teased him, taking another drag. “Didn’t think of you as a fancy bar kind of dude.”

“I’m not,” he just replied, walking over and stopping in front of you.

“I’m guessing you’re here because you liked the show?” you said, a sly grin appearing on your face.You opened your mouth to say another joke, but Aiazawa grabbed the back of your hair and pulled it harshly towards him.

“You’re a fucking brat, you know that?” he growled against your face. You bit your lower lip and tried to take another drag of your cigarette, only for him to slap it away with his free hands. “You think you’re so fucking funny with your song,” he said, your eyes setting of his again. The hunger you had seen while you were singing on the stage were back there.

“But I am hot for teacher,” you whispered against his lips with an innocent voice.

That was enough for Aizawa to push you down, making you fall on your knees. He unzipped his pants in front of your face and you couldn’t help but lick your lips in anticipation. For the past couple of months, riling him up so he showed his more dominant side with you. Without the need to be ordered to, you opened your mouth and he quickly killed it with his cock, already half hard from your previous exchange.

Never letting go of your hair, he let you bob your head up and down his length, your hands roaming up his thighs as you did so.

“So many hours spent taming you and you still don’t know your place,” he grunted, tugging your hair, eliciting a moan for you. “Maybe it’s because you’re enjoying this too much. But you couldn’t take any more, could you?” he asked, pushing himself just the tiniest bit down your throat. You took him with a groan and nodded at his words, the implication of his words marking your thighs press against each other. Aizawa smirked at your affirmative answer.

Suddenly, you felt him tug even harder at your hair, pulling you closer to him. Your throat made way for his cock, your nose almost grazing his crotch. He started thrusting inside your mouth at a rapid pace, deep grunts coming out of his mouth. Your hands immediately went to hold onto his pants, trying to ground yourself as he fucked your mouth.

“How am I going to fucking tame you if you’re enjoying this?” he spat, looking down at you. Your eyes quickly filled with tears from the abuse to your throat, but at the same time you couldn’t help the moans from coming out. Having him use you like that on an empty alley seemed like something taken out of your fantasies, as you’ve always used the back room or the men’s bathroom of the underground bar you had met. You could see his teeth as grinding as his hips kept moving.

Drool started dripping from your mouth and falling on your thighs only covered by the fishnet he had broken the last time he had taken you in a bathroom stall after a show. The memory of his pressing your head against the door of the stall as he fucked you from the back plus the view of the hot, disheveled teacher as he lost himself inside your mouth made you moan needily.

The vibrations of your voice made him groan and he quickened the pace. Soon enough he was releasing inside your mouth, the hold he had on your hair tightening even more. Aizawa pulled himself off your mouth and a bit of his cum fell on your tank top as you panted to get some air. He held your cheek in his hand, and you looked at him with a soft smile as he cleaned the corners of your mouth with his thumb. You knew your makeup was probably a bit smudgy and your lipstick was surely gone, but he still smiled back, even if it was just a small twitch of his lip. 

Aizawa helped you stand up and watched you as you fixed your hair and checked your clothes, trying to clean off the stain on your tank top.

“I have to go inside now,” he said, his face back to his normal, apathetic self. You nodded, and fixed your jacket once more before leaning forward and placing a small kiss on his face.

“You know where to find me, teacher,” you winked at him, before turning on your heel and walking away.

[softyoongiionly]

NSFW A-Z List (Mama Mia! Jungkook)

***This contains smut, 18+ only please***

“Aqua told me you all had some questions for me so, I had my assistant fax me the prompt and, I’m really hoping she didn’t read it because, these are filthy ha. I hope you all enjoy yourselves.” 

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex):

“It kind of depends on the situation but, if I just had sex, I’m in a good mood. If Y/N and I are in the bed, I make sure I change the sheets and, I make sure she’s cleaned up and, feeling good too. Sometimes we like to talk about it. A bit of pillow talk is always great. PILLOWW TALK! Do you guys remember that song by that one dude in one direction? Great song. It’s like he left one direction and, immediately needed to say the word fuck and sing about sex.” 

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s):

“This is a weird question. I like my abs? I guess? I mean I spent like a million hours in the gym trying to tone up and stuff so, it’s definitely the only thing that stands out.” 

“Y/N is the by far the most beautiful woman on the planet so, it’s a little hard to pin point one specific part of her I like the most. If I had to choose, I would say her eyes. Sometimes she looks at me and, I suddenly forget all three languages I speak. She takes my breath away. Literally, who is she looking at like that? Me? Does she value my life at all? Is she trying to kill me? Probably. I love her :-)” 

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person):

“Cum...I don’t really know what I’m supposed to talk about in this section so, I’m just gonna say- yes?? Is that the right answer?” 

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs):

“One time, when Y/N was away on business, I jerked off so much in one day, I sprained my hand. I guess that isn’t dirty but, it is embarrassing. I’d probably do it again though, I’m so spoiled that I forgot what’s its like to go without sex.” 

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?):

“Yikes this question is a little hard for me to answer. Before meeting Y/N, I had a lot of different partners. After finding out my half-brother tried to steal my recipe, I got really down on myself. I felt really empty and, I spent a lot of time partying and, hooking up with random people. I don’t really know how many if I’m being honest. It was a lot though. After awhile I kind of snapped out of it and, realized I needed to deal with my issues head on so, after a bit of therapy, I was doing a lot better. Sexually, I’ve had a lot of experience but, intimacy? That’s a lot newer for me. And let me tell you my dudes, nothing is sexier than being with someone who truly loves and cares for you. I don’t make the rules.” 

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual):

“Missionary. Listen, I know it’s a boring answer but, I’m a sucker for passion what can I say? I like watching her face and, seeing all the little expressions she makes, especially right when I first push inside of her. Also, it’s the best position for her to scratch up my back and, I really love when she does that.” 

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc):

“I don’t really find a lot of things to laugh about during sex but, I’m sure it’s happened at some point. Sex is kind of a serious thing for me now but, I wouldn’t stay serious if something funny happened because, sometimes funny things do happen. When they do, we laugh but, then I’m right back in the moment again. Y/N and I mess around a lot in our daily lives so, I like to use sex as a way to show her how serious I am about her and, our relationship.” 

H = Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.):

“I got laser hair removal like 3 years ago. Yes, it’s possible to get it done in sensitive areas but, it’s crazy expensive. Or so I’ve heard, I’m not gonna lie to you, my idea of expensive and, other people’s idea of expensive are probably a little different. But yeah, I got it all lasered off so, it doesn’t really grow there anymore. I keep my face shaved too but, my arms and legs are free to grow all the hair they want.” 

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…):

“With Y/N, I’m a little bit of a hopeless romantic, I can’t lie. I love all of that cheesy shit. Rose petals on the bed? Yes. Wine and chocolate on the shores of our private beach? At least twice a week. Leaving Y/N little post it notes all over our villa that contain all the things I love about her? Duh. I AM A SAP. I AM A MESS. I can’t help myself. My father collects first edition classic novels and, for Valentine’s Day, I had him send me the contact of his distributor so, I could buy Y/N the first edition of The Princess Bride. It’s one of her favorites. It was only $1,400 so, I definitely got a good deal. I also had a custom gown imported from France and, a prince-like outfit made for me. What do princes even wear? What is that called? Tights? I don’t know but, I looked like a goddamn Disney prince by the time I was done getting ready. I rented a different villa out for the weekend and, my interior designer decorated it like a medieval castle. We spent the weekend playing prince and princess and, it was probably one of the best weekends of my life. So to answer your question: Yes, I am romantic.”

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon):

“I only really touch myself when Y/N is away. Her and I have a pretty consistent sex life so, we have sex almost every day, sometimes multiple times a day. I don’t really have a need for it anymore and, it doesn’t feel nearly as good as sex with Y/N.”

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks):

“I have a few. I’m really sensitive to smells so, if Y/N smells good, I can’t keep my hands off of her. She has this one perfume from Gucci that I love so much. I can get hard just from the smell; it’s kind of pathetic honestly. I love  having sex outside too. It’s a good thing we have a private strip of the beach because, if we had neighbors nearby, they would hate us ha. I have a cashmere picnic blanket that we take down there a few times a week and, we always end up making love on it. Yes, I said making love. Get over it. Oh and, if Y/N says anything about my muscles or how strong I am? Instant turn on. I think I have a praise kink? Is that what it’s called? I love Y/N’s panties too. Lace, silk, cotton, clean or dirty; I don’t discriminate, just put them in my mouth. Lol, this is getting dirty…sorry Aqua.”

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do):

“I already kind of answered this but, sex on the beach or sex on our balcony are probably my top two.”

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going):

“I feel like I answered this one too because, I just talked about my kinks but, I would say my motivation is to get my girl off right? I get off easily. I have a beautiful woman all over me, saying dirty things in my ear… I mean, my orgasm is guaranteed. Y/N doesn’t take a long time to cum anymore because; I know how to please my woman but, I still want her to feel good. I want to see her let go and, let someone else take care of her for a change. She works so hard. I want to show her what a good woman she is. I want to show her how much I love her.”

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs):

“Threesomes, anal and, I’m pretty sure this is everyone’s answer but, bodily fluids belong in the toilet.”

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc):

“Yes.”

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc.):

“Both. Sometimes I want to draw it out and, let her feel every inch of me but, sometimes I want to fuck so hard we are both sore the next day. It’s all amazing either way.”

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.):

“I love quickies. They are great in the afternoon when she and I have things to do but, we still want each other. They would get old after a while though so, we usually do both. It’s very rare that we just have a quickie and, nothing else but, sometimes it happens. Ever since we moved to Greece, we try to always make time for each other but, we both get busy from time to time.”

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.):

“I’m game to experiment a little bit but, Y/N and I have been together awhile. We’ve tried a few different things but, sex with her is so amazing, I don’t feel the need to experiment that much anymore.”

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…):

“I can last forever if I need to. Like I said, my orgasm is an easy thing to obtain with a woman like Y/N so, my focus is making sure she’s feeling it too. I can go for multiple rounds too, I mean it’s hard not to. Have you seen her? We have sex all night sometimes. I hope she finishes her conference call soon, I’m really starting to miss her…”

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?):

“Y/N owns a very tasteful collection of dildos made out of rose quartz and jade. I use them on her sometimes between rounds but, I don’t know how often she uses them beyond that. I don’t own any toys but, I do spend quite a bit of money on new lingerie for Y/N. She has an entire armoire for all of her outfits. Oh, we have gold handcuffs too. We take turns using them on each other.”

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):

“Y/N has a really sensitive spot on her neck and, she’s really tender around her waist so, sometimes I come up beyond her and, brush my lips against her throat and, tickle her. She’s told me it turns her on immediately so, I like to play with her a little bit. We both tease each other a lot though, especially during phone meetings. One time, I was on a 4 way call with my investors and, she sucked my dick through the entire thing. I thought I was gonna have a heart attack but, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t cum a little harder that time. Maybe that’s another kink of mine…”

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make):

“We live on a private piece of land so; we can be as loud as we want. I’m only loud when things are getting intense but, even still I’m not screaming at the top of my lungs. She isn’t crazy loud either but, I do try my hardest to get her to scream my name every now and again. Just for fun.”

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice):

“Y/N and I are in the process of buying an island in the Caribbean and, sometimes I get turned on when she talks about how much money we both have. I’m sorry, I know it’s a dick move but, it’s the truth. I donate millions to charity every year, I swear.”

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words):

“I’m like 7 inches I think? When I’m hard it’s probably like 8 or 9. I’m not sharing any more than that ha.”

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?):

“Pretty high. Unless I’m really sick or really busy.”

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

“If we’ve been going for multiple rounds, I’m pretty exhausted by the end of it but, I don’t just fall asleep. I don’t want to leave the bed afterwards though. I just want to cuddle with Y/N until we both pass out. If it’s during the day and, we’ve only gone once or twice, I’m not tired at all.”

“Aqua wanted me to dedicate this to @gldnrecs​ and, @bulletproofbirdy​. She says you guys are the best and, apparently you have a sweet spot for me. So, I guess I’ll dedicate this to you too ha. I hope you liked it.”

[racebox-of-higgars]

HI so newsies but JP-ish AU.

Like, different story but same premise. Rich guys re-creates dinosaurs and sets up a theme park, calls in some paleontologists to do whatever tf Alan and Ellie do in the first movie (I forgot lol it's been a while since I've seen it), then shit gets out of hand and the dinos get out and chaos ensues.

Also maybe some shipping...?

BUT it's set in more modern day/maybe even future? And instead of extracting DNA because that couldn't actually happen because DNA decays too soon, what Rich Guy (coffobviouslyitsPulitzercoff) did instead was take actual birbs like cassowaries and raptors and stuff and selectively bred them but ACTUALY this has been going on for a long freaking time so they greatly resemble extinct dinosaurs by the time the AU takes place.

So like!! Jurassic Park but even MORE scientific!! AND FEATHERED DINOS!!! Did I mention because of the selective breeding the dinos would be feathered? And because it's more based in reality? Feathered dinos.

- Jack and Race would take the place of Allan and Ellie - Davey would take the place of Ian - Pulitzer would be more like book Hammond but even more so because Pulitzer - I'm still working out like,,,, the actual story line because I don't want to make a copy/paste JP but with Newsies. That's boring - F e a t h e r e d d i n o s - That's like literally all I've got lol

This idea has been living rent free in my head for months so now I'm info dumping on you. I'm sorry you have to deal with my ramblings but my emotions are currently all over the place for a lot of reason HELLO YES I'm totally sane.

So bestie please what're your thoughts/ideas and maybe we can even end up writing this together because my self control is non existent and the other twelve WIPs I have (not an exageration btw lol) can fuck off...?

Help my last brain cell died- Time to go watch Vsauce to get it back.

Jfc what is happening to me rn ;-; I swear I'm more sane than this.

okay bestie imma preface all of this by saying i have never watched jurassic park. i do not know the plot or the characters, all i know is the theme song bangs and there's dinosaurs

all that aside

f u c k y e a h !

this whole idea sounds super interesting. selectively breeding the birds is such a cool idea (and more scientifically correct) and that means we can set it far into the future because future settings are cool and worldbuilding!! is fun!!

feathered dinos my beloved❤️

i have no idea for actual plot since i havent seen the movies or read the books so i can't help you there i'm sorry

also i'm with you on the several projects, i currently have 8 wips so not quite as many as you, but still A Lot

good luck with this bestie, this is such a cool idea. maybe i'll be more help once i actually watch the movies lmao

[kaminarisimp9000]

movie night

A/N: bruh the movie night trope is my f a v o r i t e and it’s 100% because ahem netflix and chill has caught me off guard one too many times. n e ways i barely know how to use this website nd this is the first post on the Blog and i totally did not write this because this concept is living rent free in my mind so i hope you enjoy??

pairing: bakugou x female!reader

word count: 2.2k

warnings: strong language

summary: You get really cold during the Weekly Class 1-A Movie Night™ due to your quirk and it’s up to Bakugou to warm you up

You rushed down to the common room, arms full of snacks, taking care so as not to spill anything. A smile bloomed across your face as you took in the scene before you. The common room was a mess of blankets, sleeping bags, couches and the like, as the students of Class 1-A worked together to set up today’s movie night. These movie nights had been born out of a collective need to relieve stress, and by now, had sort of become a weekly thing that you looked forward to. Your smile only grew wider as you realized that today, even Big Bad Bakugou had shut his mouth for once, opting to actually cooperate with his fellow students. 

Bakugou. 

You couldn’t ignore the subtle heat that rose to your cheeks as your thoughts lingered on your best friend for just a beat longer than necessary, when you were abruptly shaken out of your second of stupor. 

“Sweet! Y/N’s got the snacks!” Kaminari yelled, as he plopped down on one of the couches, ready to begin this week’s installment of Class 1-A’s Movie Nights™.

“Hell yeah I do. You’d better help me set this up, though, unless you’re not getting any!” You retorted. 

Kaminari waved you off with an alright, alright and headed towards the kitchen to find some bowls, while Tsuyu and Midoriya helped you set everything down. A few moments later, you were all but surrounded by an array of colorful bowls filled with all sorts of movie-appropriate treats.

Satisfied with your hard work, you scanned the common room for any available seats, letting out a chuckle as you realized that the only empty one was that which was next to your probably half-pomeranian half-human friend. 

(There was actually another space empty, but it was next to Mineta, so we’re not going to talk about that for obvious reasons.)

“Scoot over, Katsuki, I’m gonna sit here”

“Fuck off, Y/N,” Bakugou replied, moving to the side nevertheless.

“You wish,” you mused, gently sitting down next to him, “So, what’re we watching today?”

“As if I care.”

“Ugh, would you stop being so emo for once and answer the question?”

“Fuck, I dunno, it’s some shit about a cooking rat, or something.” 

“Was it that hard to say Ratatouille? I swear to god, Katsuki, you’re so fucking difficult sometimes.”

“I’d wager the poor boy just doesn’t know how to pronounce Ratatouille, Y/N ☆,” Aoyama interrupted from across the room.

You let out a laugh, “You’re probably right, Aoyama. The boy’s ~uncultured~.” 

Your relationship with Bakugou was comfortable to say the least. Sure, you did have a tiny crush on him, but above that, he was one of your best friends at UA. It’s anyone’s best guess as to how that even happened in the first place, with the boy’s hostility shining through in his ever-present frown, but here you are. Perhaps it’s because you were one of the only ones in the class who could actually put up with his less-than-desirable behavior, or because of the numerous times you practically begged him to spar with you (to which he gave in after a full month of persistence). You didn’t really have much of a crush on him in the beginning, but as time passed, and as the two of you grew closer, you felt your heart beat that much louder for him with every frown he sent your way. 

Sometimes, when you looked at him, you even felt breathless. 

But now was not one of those times. Hell, you were too distracted by the movie to give too much thought to the fact that you wanted Katsuki Bakugou to pin you against the wall of your dorm and kiss the living daylights out of you. Yes, you liked Bakugou, but you loved Ratatouille. 

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Your Ratatouille-induced bliss was fairly short-lived, though, for midway through the movie, you began to feel a bit chilly. Moving your arms to hug your sides, you tried to ignore it, but you knew where this was headed. Your quirk, Body Heat, converts your temperature into pure energy, which does make you quite powerful in the training arena, but also requires a great deal of cooldown time for your body to reset to its natural state. This usually happens quite painlessly, but sometimes, especially when you’ve overused your quirk, your temperature severely drops, as your body attempts to regenerate what it has lost. 

In other words, if you didn’t find a source of heat soon, you would be shivering as if there were no tomorrow. 

As your body began to shake, you searched the room for Todoroki, who usually helped you when you were like this, using his left side to warm you up until you were a functioning human again. You found him rather quickly, only to see that his eyes were closed, chest gently rising and falling through a peaceful slumber. 

Of course he’s fucking asleep, you thought to yourself, shivers intensifying, I’m so stupid! It would have taken me literally two seconds to grab a few blankets and now I can barely fucking move I’m shivering so bad. 

Reluctantly, you resigned yourself to this fate, deciding that you would just let your body do what it needed to do to regain your natural energy, and bear through the cold, when you felt a sudden shift to your side. 

Through your peripheral vision, you saw that Bakugou had gotten up and had started walking away. 

Probably cause I’m shaking so violently, you thought, rolling your eyes as much as you could, Can’t blame him, though, even I’d be annoyed. 

He returned quickly, though, throwing a plush blanket over your curled-up form. 

“Stop fucking shivering,” he whispered angrily.

“S-hut t-t-the fuck up you b-bitch, y-you know it's b-because of my quirk” You replied, with great difficulty.

“Where’s that half-n-half bastard? Isn’t he the one who gets rid of this shit for you.” 

“He's s-sleeping r-right n-ow—stop! d-don't wake him up h-he's probably t-t-t-ired.”

“Jesus Christ you can’t even fucking talk, can you,” Bakugou deadpanned. 

You shook your head as vigorously as you could, the blanket doing little in the way of warming you up. 

“It’s-it’s fine, ‘T-Tsuki, this’ll b-be o-o-over soon.” 

“Yeah, but it’s damn annoying.” 

“Then d-do something ab-b-bout it! I d-d-don’t know wh-what to t-t-tell you, I literally c-can’t m-move!” you snapped. 

Letting out an exasperated sigh, Bakugou maneuvered himself until he was under the blanket that currently surrounded your shivering body, pulling you into his lap so that you were facing him, your cheeks growing hot in response to your compromising position. 

“K-Katsuki—”

“Shut your mouth.” 

You obliged, as he brought his hands up to your face, palms glowing orange as he carefully activated his quirk just enough to warm them up, but not enough to create an explosion. He figured that your inability to talk was currently the most annoying thing about you, so he decided to stop the incessant chattering of your teeth first. 

Meanwhile, you were, for lack of better wording, dying on the inside. You knew Bakugou was hot, but shit, you’ve never seen him like this before! Were his eyes always that fucking beautiful when he concentrated? Was his skin always this smooth? Did his nose always look that kissable? 

As you began to regain feeling in your face, you really hoped that Bakugo couldn’t sense your heartbeat running at a million miles per hour, as his hands left your cheeks to run down your arms. 

“Thank you for this, Katsuki, you really didn’t have to,” you sigh, basking in your newfound warmth, letting your head fall onto his shoulder.

“Tch,” Bakugo grunted, as his hands softly grasped yours, lingering until their natural warmth returned. 

You stretched your arms out, enveloping your friend in a tight hug, suddenly feeling a wave of tiredness wash over your body. 

“Yeah~~ I can finally use my hands again~~ What would I do without you, Kacchan?” you giggled, as his cheeks grew red in response to the cutesy nickname. 

His hands moved down to grip your thighs as he warmed your legs up, while you settled your head into the crook of his neck, cuddling into his warmth as you finally let sleep consume you.

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On the other side of the room, Kaminari’s eyes were glued to the television screen, thinking about how Remy was able to control Linguini’s cooking so accurately with a few simple tugs to the hair.

I mean, maybe that’s just his quirk, but like—does this mean that he has a hair pulling kink? Imagine your girlfriend having to marionette you in the bedroom. Would that be embarrassing? Would any of the girls be down to try it? he wondered. 

He reached into his lap to retrieve a piece of popcorn, sulking when his hand hit the bottom of the empty bowl. Sighing, he tore his eyes away from the screen, reaching for a refill, only to freeze at the sight in front of him.

“Yooooo, what goes on” Kaminari whisper-screamed, elbowing Mina in the side, gesturing towards you and Bakugou. 

“No. Fucking. Way.” Mina replied, mouth agape, “Are you kidding?! They’re so cute!!” 

“Damn. Would have never thought. Like?! I knew they were friends but I didn’t think Kacchan could pull a girlfriend!” 

“Are they actually dating though?! I’ve never heard Y/N talk about him like that even once! When did this happen?” 

“I don’t fucking know and I don’t fucking care. I swear to god I’m never gonna let him hear the end of it.” 

“Can y’all pipe down? I’m trying to watch the movie here,” Jirou whispered, annoyance written all over her face.

“No I cannot pipe down Jirou, just look over there and tell me you aren’t shook,” Kaminari fired back. 

“Holy fuck.”

“Right!!!”

Eventually, Kaminari’s whispering spread around to the entire class, as they, one by one, turned to take in the events that had unfolded right underneath their noses. Even Todoroki had awoken from his sleep to gawk at the both of you.

“Awww, they’re so adorable,” Uraraka squealed.

“They really are quite cute,” Momo remarked.

“Honestly, I wouldn’t have seen this coming. I had no idea the two of them had feelings for each other,” Midoriya wondered. 

With every passing line from his classmates, Bakugo could feel himself getting angrier and angrier. 

What the fuck do these damn extras think they’re doing? Shut the fuck up and watch the movie!! Bakugou thought, blood boiling.

“Y’know, Bakugou, I didn’t think you of all people would know how to treat a woman right,” Tsuyu chimed in. 

That’s it, Bakugou got up violently, This fucking ends here. 

Being careful not to drop you, Bakugou shifted you onto one arm, as he picked up the blanket that was once covering you both with the other. He headed out into the hallway, pressing the button to call the elevator, and brought you up to the fourth floor. 

He pulled out his keycard as he reached the end of the hallway, stopping in front of the door to his room for a moment as he unlocked it. Pushing the door open, Bakugou made his way over to his bed, and set you down gently.

Or, at least he tried to.

As he lowered your unconscious body to his soft, black sheets, you let out a quiet groan, wrapping your arms tighter around his neck, making it clear that whatever happened, you weren’t going to let go.

Fucking great.

He shook you, trying to wake you up, but to no avail. The most he could get out of you was a soft Kacchan, let me sleep, as you snuggled impossibly closer into him. Sighing, Bakugou defeatedly peeled back his comforter, sliding both of your intertwined bodies under his sheets, tucking both of you in to the best of his abilities. 

As his head hit his pillow, he couldn’t help but stare at your soft features as they were illuminated by the moonlight streaming in through his window. He couldn’t help but admire the way your long eyelashes fluttered over your cheeks with every breath, the way your H/C hair seemed to perfectly frame your face, the way your lips…

The way your lips looked so damn kissable. 

Bakugou didn’t want to admit it to himself, but, as he lay there, eyes drinking in your every feature, he could feel himself falling harder and harder for you. He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close, synchronizing his breaths with yours, until he too fell into a deep slumber. 

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You awoke gently, groaning in response to the sunlight hitting your face. Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you attempted to sit up.

Huh? you thought, I can’t get up. 

You opened your eyes, and immediately realized that something was wrong. The walls, the ceiling, the window, they looked unfamiliar to you. This was not your room. Looking around, you noticed some neatly organized school books on the desk, black t-shirts on the back of the chair, All Might figurines, and—wait, was that shoujo manga on the nightstand? You suddenly notice an arm wrapped around your torso, possibly the reason why your efforts to sit up failed earlier.

And then you realized that that arm was connected to a very certain spiky-haired blond. Who happened to be your best friend and your crush. And who was currently holding you in a death grip. With his face very close to yours.

You felt your cheeks burning up. 

holyfuckholyfuckholyfuck

[thewnchstrs]

Broken Halos: Chapter 2

Pairing: JensenXDanneel, JaredXGen

Summary: after being released from the hospital, Y/N begins to try to deal with her trauma on her own

Disclaimers: mentions of car accident, mentions of death, mentions of near-death, nightmares, memory loss, fluff, tears

Word Count: 3.2K

S E R I E S  M A S T E R L I S T

buy me a coffee?

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I sat at the edge of the hospital bed, my feet dangling over the edge as I watched Jensen pack his things amongst the flurry of nurses who came in and out, checking my vitals and unhooking me from machines.

“The cast can come off in six weeks, until then, take it easy, use your crutches,” my doctor said as he tore off a prescription for me, handing it to Danneel. “This is for the pain, take two every six hours as needed, alright?” Danneel quickly jotted the instructions down on a notepad, nodding along. “The neck brace will have to stay on at all times, no showers, only baths. Your neck injury was minor, so that’ll come off in about six weeks, too.”

“Baths, got it,” Danneel said as she furiously scribbled. “Anything else?”

“That should cover it,” he said. “If you need anything, give us a call, alright?”

I nodded, thankful for Danneel because otherwise I wouldn’t have caught any of what he’d told me. Jensen zipped up a backpack, looking to me, “You ready to go?”

“You have no idea,” I said, supporting myself up on my crutches. Danneel buttoned the coat I was wearing that she’d lent to me until I could get my own clothes from home. I was lucky Danneel and I were the same size, after the accident they cut everything off me, the only surviving item being my phone aside from its shattered screen.

“Lets get you home,” Danneel said as we slowly made our way down the maze of hallways.

I shielded my eyes from the bright snow as we stepped outside. Danneel and I watched as Jensen ran across the parking lot to bring the car to the curb.

“I could’ve walked,” I said to Danneel who wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

“He knows that, he’s just worried about you. He’s a worrier, that’s what he does,” she smiled softly. “You know, after I had JJ and the twins, he wouldn’t let me lift a finger for a week.”

“Oh, God,” I said, making Danneel laugh as Jensen whipped the car around the corner, coming from the front seat and jogging to the back, his breath coming out in a smoke.

I stared at Jensen and Danneel’s car, my hands tightening around the crutches. Jensen pulled the backdoor open for me, watching me as I hesitated to get in. Jensen clenched his jaw, resting a hand on my back, “We don’t have to leave right now.”

I shook my head. I’d have to face a car again at some point. “I’m okay.”

“Take all the time you need-”

“I said I’m okay,” I snapped. I looked to Jensen apologetically. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, kiddo.”

I slowly climbed into the backseat, Jensen handing my crutches to me after I buckled myself in. He gently closed the door, jogging back to the driver’s side as Danneel turned to look at me, smiling. She took my hand in hers, squeezing it lightly.

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The drive back to Jensen and Danneel’s home should’ve taken no more than ten minutes, but with how slow Jensen was driving, it took us nearly half an hour. It was something I probably would’ve made fun of him for in the past but at this point, I didn’t complain.

Jensen grabbed his backpack from the trunk, leading us into the house as he constrained the dogs.

“Hey,” I smiled down at Oscar and Icarus who wagged their tails wildly around my feet.

“We set you up in the guest bedroom,” Danneel said as she led me down the hall. “We figured it’d be the easiest since it’s on the first floor.”

Danneel pushed the door open with the flat of her hand, flicking the light on in the room. Jensen came in behind us, setting what little I had onto the chair in the corner. A neat stack of clothes sat on the end of the bed. I turned to Danneel in confusion.

“They’re just a couple of things that I figured you could wear for the time being until we can pick up some of your own things,” she said.

I nodded, “Thank you.”

“Why don’t you laid down, take a nap,” Jensen said as he began to fluff the pillows.

“I’ve been laying down and taking naps for the past week,” I said, making Jensen turn to look at me over his shoulder. “I could use some walking around.”

I turned back out onto the hallway, slowly making my way to the living room that I knew so well, but now it seemed strange for some reason. “Where are the kids?”

“Jared and Gen have them for the night,” Danneel said. “We didn’t want moving in to be too overwhelming for you.”

I was slowly beginning to feel more and more like me moving in here would be a hassle. The kids having to stay somewhere else, moving into the guest room, wearing Danneel’s clothes. I looked around the open living room, feeling at home but so out of place at the same time.

I turned to Jensen and Danneel who watched me closely as if if I moved too quickly, I’d disappear. I walked past them, “I think I’ll go for that nap, now.”

I felt Danneel and Jensen’s eyes on me as I turned into the guest room and closed the door behind me. I stood in front of the door, my eyes scanning the room. I laid down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, my hands resting on my stomach.

It didn’t take long for me to realize how quickly my mind began to wander. I pulled my phone up over my face, praying for the day I’d be able to get this neck brace off to come soon.

I squinted through the cracked screen, scrolling through the music in my phone, watching the titles go by before my thumb stopped at one. My eyes danced over Free Fallin’ by Tom Petty, a short memory popping into my head.

“Yeah, I’m free! Free fallin’!” We sang. I pulled my knitted hat off of my head as the car heater began to warm up the back seat. Dad cranked the music up louder as we plowed down the highway, the snow flying past us.

I swallowed roughly, quickly locking my phone and throwing it to the bed next to me, my heart pounding unsteadily.

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The bed by my legs dipped slightly, a small hand resting on my shoulder. I batted my eyes, squinting against the bright lamp next to me. Her touch was feather soft, her face almost glowing as she looked down at me.

“Mom,” I whispered.

“Sorry I was late for dinner,” she said. “Office hours ran late today.”

I looked at her pantsuit she was wearing, her nametag pinned to her chest, the pearls around her neck shining at me. She ran a soothing hand up and down my back. “I missed you.”

“I’m here now, baby,” she said. “Get some sleep, love.”

Mom leaned down, pushing my hair back as she kissed my forehead. My eyelids fluttered closed, sleep’s arms reaching out for me but I forced them back open, not wanting to miss a second with her. She held my hand, switching off the lamp next to me when bright headlights suddenly filled the room, the impact creating a crash so loud it sounded like an explosion. The feeling of glass raining over us-

I startled awake, my eyes flying open as I panted, grasping at my chest. I quickly looked around the room, reminding myself of where I was. I gripped the blankets beneath me, anchoring myself to the bed I was in, sunlight pouring in through the windows.

I checked the clock on the table next to me, realizing I’d slept straight through all of yesterday and into the next morning. I willed my heart rate to slow down, holding my head in my hands.

“It was a dream,” I told myself. “Just a dream.” After composing myself, I grabbed the crutches that’d been leaned up against the wall, struggling to my feet.

“She’s vertical!” Jensen said as I came from the guest room, hobbling toward the kitchen. I plopped down at the kitchen table, setting the crutches on the floor next to me. He stood at the stove, flipping bacon. “Want some breakfast?”

“I’ll take coffee,” I said. Jensen set a warm cup in front of me, pushing the cream and sugar toward me from the middle of the table.

I shook my head, drinking the coffee straight. Jensen raised his eyebrows, “Since when do you drink your coffee black?”

“Since now.”

Jensen shrugged, flipping the spatula in his hand as he returned to the stove, cracking another egg into the pan, “How’d you sleep?”

“Fine,” I lied, trying to push my nightmare from my mind. The smile on my mom’s face as she stared down at me, how quickly it was swiped away as the loud sound of a truck horn filled the room. I swallowed roughly, fighting off a bout of nausea.

Jensen nodded, not seeming to notice, “Hey, De and I were thinking maybe we could rent a movie? We could get some of that crap candy you like that’ll rot your teeth out. How does that sound?”

I looked down at the coffee swirling inside my cup. “Not today.”

I felt Jensen’s eyes on me momentarily, “Okay, that’s alright. We’ll do it another day.”

We sat in silence as Jensen continued to cook. I listened to his movements as he shuffled around the kitchen, grabbing a plate, a glass, pouring something into the glass, his footsteps coming closer and closer.

My eyes travelled up to where he sat across from me, his breakfast in front of him. Jensen’s eyes met mine, his movements stopping. “You know if you need to talk to someone, about anything, you know where to find me.”

I nodded slowly, looking back down into my coffee. I knew Jensen wanted me to open up, but I could hardly bring myself to think about what’d happened let alone talk about it.

“Jared and Gen are going to come over for dinner tonight,” he said after a while. “They wanted to see you. If you’re up for it, of course, if not we can move it to another night-”

“I’d like that,” I said, nodding. I knew what I needed right now was a distraction.

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After nearly hours of more lying in bed, I finally stood in front of the bathroom mirror, smoothing down my unruly hair. I itched at the neck brace, sighing, the gauze covering my left arm catching my eye. I slowly pulled the tape back as I stared at the burn, my skin a dark red.

For a split second, I felt the pain of hot oil pouring onto my skin, a flash of a memory coming across my eyes. Being suspended upside down, my seatbelt keeping me from falling face first into the roof of the car, watching the hot oil from the truck that’d plowed into us creating a steady stream onto my arm. I quickly taped it back up, holding my other hand over it.

The sound of the front door opening along with six sets of tiny feet running across the floor pulled me from my thoughts. I raked my eyes over my face in the mirror before pulling the bathroom door open.

“Y/N!” Arrow and Zeppelin yelled as I came into the kitchen where Jared, Gen, Jensen and Danneel were standing at the counter.

“Hey!” Jensen called to them, making their tiny bodies stop mid-run and turn to him. “Remember what we talked about?”

Arrow nodded, “Walking feet.”

I sat down in a chair in the connecting living room, all of the kids crowding around me as they examined my arms, hands, legs and face.

“Mama and daddy said we have to be gentle,” Shep said as he hugged my side lightly. I smiled, hugging him close to me.

“What’s this?” JJ asked, lightly touching the brace around my neck.

“It’s called a neck brace,” I said, taking her hand and putting it over the metal to show her it didn’t hurt. “Does it make me look silly?”

JJ tried to hide her laugh, “Kind of!”

“Look, Y/N! My knee is a different color too!” Tom said, pointing to the bruise on his knee and then to the one on my cheek. I laughed, tickling his knee, making him pull backwards in laughter.

“Owie?” Odette asked as her and the twins examined the cast on my leg.

I nodded, “Pretty big owie, huh?”

“Alright, kiddos, lets give Y/N some air,” Jensen said as he picked the twins up, throwing one over each shoulder, their laughs echoing as the rest of the kids chased Jensen toward their playroom upstairs.

I made my way into the kitchen, giving Jared a side hug as he kissed my forehead followed by Gen who wrapped her arms around my neck. I held onto her, gripping her before she pulled away, trying her best to smile.

“We made your favorite,” she said, gesturing to the plethora of food they’d brought over with Danneel standing at the stove, stirring something in a pot.

I chuckled lightly, “You didn’t have to do all this.”

“Of course we did,” Jared said, bringing me in again and resting his chin on my head. He gripped my shoulders. “We brought your friend home.”

I looked up to him in confusion as he nodded toward the back porch where Rocco and Oscar were playing out in the snow, jumping around as they tugged on a toy.

I smiled as I followed Jared to the door as he let the dogs in, Rocco running circles around me but not jumping up like he normally would. I scratched his ears, kissing his forehead right between his eyes. His mouth opened widely, almost as if he were smiling up at me.

“He hasn’t done that the past few days,” Gen said as she looked over the couch, running a hand down the back of my hair. “He missed you.”

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Hours after Jared and Gen had gone home for the night, I settled against the bed after having forced myself to eat at least some of what Jared and Gen had brought even though I had less than an appetite these days.

“Knock knock,” Jensen said from the doorway of the guest room, leaning up against the door frame. “How’re you doing?”

“Jensen, if you ask me that again you’re going to be the one with a broken leg,” I said, not looking up from my phone before closing my eyes and sighing. I shook my head as I set it aside, looking to him now. “I’m sorry, I don’t…I’m never like this.”

Jensen sat down at the end of the bed, “I don’t take it personally.” I sat up straighter, looking at my hands in my lap.

“Jensen…can we talk about it?” I asked.

Jensen nodded immediately, “What do you want to talk about?”

I hesitated, pulling at a loose thread in the blanket beneath us. “What happened?”

I could tell it wasn’t exactly what he hoped I’d want to talk about. He watched me momentarily before he averted his gaze slightly, “How much do you remember?”

I didn’t even want to think about it, all of the things I know led up to whatever happened. There was a gap in my memory, one I wasn’t sure I should be thankful for or not. “I kissed Rocco before leaving the house…it was snowing, right?” Jensen nodded. “I- I got in the car with mom and dad and- and we were singing together. And then I…I don’t remember.” I bit the inside of my cheek. “I just feel like if maybe I knew the full story, if I can remember what happened then…then maybe it’ll be easier to move on.”

“It won’t be that simple,” he said. “It’s gonna take time.”

“I need to know, Jensen,” I said. “I hate that everyone knows what happened to them except for me, and I can’t…” I felt my throat thicken and took an unsteady breath. “I need for you to help me remember.”

Jensen’s face softened as he nodded again, taking a moment to think before he spoke, “You were on your way to set. You guys were driving, and…it was a semi, Y/N. A semi on the other side of the road hit a patch of black ice they think, and the driver lost control, ran right over the median. The police said it was the worst accident they’d seen in years. They said it was a miracle you lived.”

I watched him, unsure whether to believe what he was telling me since I couldn’t remember a second of it. Something like that you think would be engraved in someone’s head but for me, it was that last missing puzzle piece I couldn’t seem to find. But it fit. The memory of the oil, the truck, it made sense.

“You know, every time I think about it, I just keep asking myself why,” I said, searching his face as if there were an answer there. “Why did they have to…” I paused, not able to say the words. “Why wasn’t it me? Why did I live and not them?”

“I was there,” he said, shaking his head. “I saw that car with my own two eyes, Y/N. It looked like an accordion, and I remember thinking to myself that there was no way anybody could still be in there alive.” Jensen clenched his jaw, tears pricking his eyes as he looked to me for the first time. “I watched them pull you out of that car, and I thought you were dead. I don’t know why it had to be you, I don’t know why or even how you made it out alive, but I know it was for a reason, Y/N. There is a reason you are still here.”

“At first I thought that, too,” I said, biting back tears. “But it’s getting harder and harder to see the reason.”

“We’re your reason,” Jensen said, his eyes not breaking from mine. “Mine and Jared’s and Danneel’s and Gen’s and those kids. We’re your reason. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t come out of this alive, Y/N. I don’t know what I would’ve told the kids…” He paused. “You’re here for a reason, and don’t ever, not for a second, think that you’re not.”

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A-Z Heacanons: Bill Williamson x f!Reader (N/S/F/W)

Literally nobody asked for this but…. This is the result of @ripvaanwinkle re-igniting my shameful thirst for one Bill ‘Bear Daddy’ Williamson. I hope that us Bill fuckers can unite and together, live in peace and harmony. I did change a couple of the letters just because I wanna mix things up a lil bit. Also, I am down asf to do some more of these with other characters, so feel free to request someone!!! Also, a shoutout to @thiscurlygingerfor helping me out with some of the more challenging prompts!!

Aftercare - He always makes sure you’re alright afterwards. If he left you messy, he’ll clean you up the best that he can. You wouldn’t think it, but Bill is a reasonably cuddly guy. He’s not into having you tightly wrapped up in his arms, but he does like to have an arm around you as he falls asleep. At the very least, he likes to have his hand in yours. He falls asleep pretty quickly, so if you want to cuddle up, there’s your chance.

Body Part - Bill is 120% a boob guy. He’s forever grabbing your boobs when the two of you are alone. During foreplay, he’ll take one in his mouth and suck lightly on your nipple. Sometimes he’ll graze his teeth over it or give it a gentle bite, just because he loves the little noises you make in reaction. It’s not uncommon for you to have hickeys on both of your breasts by the time he’s done with you.

Cum -This man absolutely loves to see his cum on you. Whether it’s on your chest, stomach or thighs, it drives him crazy. He’ll almost always make a playful comment about what a ‘messy girl’ you are before he cleans you up.

Dominance - For the most part, Ole’ Billy Boy™ will be the dom in bed. But, he’s not totally opposed to having you top him. Usually, you have to tie his hands behind his head because he constantly defies you. He’s very squirmy and whiney while you bounce up and down on his cock, tugging at his restraints wildly. He has been known to break out of his bonds if you don’t tie them tightly enough, so be warned. If he does free himself, he’ll flip you over and absolutely ruin you, so make sure you tie him up tight…. or don’t if that’s what you’re into ;)

Experience - Bill has been with a fair amount of women, but most of them being prostitutes, he hasn’t been in a position where his partner wanted him to please her. Luckily, it doesn’t take him long to catch on.

Favourite Position - Honestly, this man does not care how he fucks you as long as you’re comfortable. That being said, there is a special place in his heart for doggy style. He loves being able to press himself up against you and grab your tits, or sneak his hand down and rub your clit while he pounds into you.

Goofy - Bill is definitely the goofiest motherfucker in the gang when it comes to sex. He’s always teasing you in some manner and constantly making crude remarks. He seems like the type to motor-boat someone too, so don’t tempt him.

Hair - I swear this man is half bear. Thick, wiry, black hair covers his chest and trails down his stomach. He has a fair amount of pubic hair, but it’s definitely not out of control. He doesn’t shave any of his body hair.

Intimacy - Romance really isn’t Bill’s thing. So, most encounters with him will be straight and to the point. But, if you’re ever having a bad day or haven’t seen/been with each other in a while, he’ll lay you down and just make love to you. This includes a lot of compliments and praise. He makes sure that you cum beforehand and probably at least once more before he’s finished. Afterwards, he’s hella cuddly, so look forward to being the little spoon.

Jack Off - When Bill masturbates, it’s either because you’re not around or he got bored with his late-night guard duties. He'll start off with a few slow strokes at first, getting himself nice and hard. After that, it's just quick, dutiful pumps until he finishes. There's no teasing or prolonging himself. In so many words, Bill doesn't masturbate for the ‘experience,’ Bill only masturbates to make himself cum.

Kink - As I mentioned before, Bill is sometimes into light bondage, but his taste for BDSM doesn’t go any further than that. To be honest, he’s pretty vanilla. But, the one ‘kinky’ thing I can see him being into is face-sitting/face-riding. He loves to his hands wrapped around your thighs, pressing you down into him as you ride his face. Sometimes he’ll reach up to grab a handful of boob or get you to suck on his fingers. He also really likes to call you some variation of ‘girl’ in the moment. Good girl, bad girl, baby girl, dirty girl... You feel like you’ve heard it all.

Location - When you and Bill get intimate, it’s normally just in your shared tent. If he really wants to lay into you, he’ll rent a hotel room in the nearest town, just to save you from the embarrassment the morning after. If he’s drunk and horny enough, he has been known to pin you against a wall outside of a saloon and fuck your brains out. And yes, you have been caught by the town sheriff at least once.

Motivation - One thing that really gets Bill going is when you say how good he’s making you feel, especially when he’s going down on or you’re riding his face. He’s not all that confident in his, ahem, pussy-eating skills, so he likes to know that he’s pleasing you.

No - Even though he might be into some light bondage, Bill’s really not into being heavily restrained. Things like gags and blindfolds are also a no-no with him. I would also say that he doesn’t like to come inside you just because he doesn’t like the idea of having children, but that really depends on the relationship you have with him.

Oral - BIll has a preference for receiving oral, just because he thinks he’s not that great at giving. Like I said; before he got with you he’d never really been in a situation where he’s had to pleasure his partner. Meaning, his skills were not up to par. The first couple times he went down on you, he couldn’t get you anywhere near being able to finish, but he improved pretty quickly. He loves having you sit on his face, keeping his eyes trained on you the whole time. Bonus points if you’re a little bit more dominant while you’re up there.

Pace - Sex with Bill is normally fast and somewhat rough, but that’s just how Bill’s default setting. If you ask him to be a bit more gentle or slow things down

Quickie - Bill Williamson is the king of quickies and you can’t change my mind. Usually, they happen when you’ve been teasing him around camp...  Sitting on his lap at the poker table and grinding down on him or palming him through his jeans when nobody’s looking. He’ll suddenly find some lame excuse to get the two of you out of camp and pin you up against a tree. He’s already hard from the teasing, so he just pulls down his pants, hilts your skirt up above your waist and fucking RUINS you. Expect to hear a lot about how he doesn’t appreciate being teased when he’s trying to do something and how much of a nasty girl you are. Afterwards, if you complain about not having finished, he'll smack your ass and tell you that yours is coming later.

Risk - Bill is very set in his ways so it would take a bit of convincing to get him to try something new. That’s not to say that he won’t try anything new, ever. It was initially your idea to tie him to the bed and take control over things, and he really wasn’t too keen on the idea at first, but he actually really enjoys it. The odd time he will come to you with something he wants to try, which is always a welcome surprise on your part.

Stamina - Bill can only go for one round, but that’s because he just gets so damn tired afterwards. You could probably get him hard again and go for round two, but he wouldn’t enjoy it as much. I’m sure he could go for 2-3 rounds when he was younger. As for how long he lasts, it depends. At his normal pace, he can last about ten minutes. If he’s going slower and more gentle, he’ll last a bit longer. So say, 15-ish minutes.

Threesome - You wouldn’t even have to try and convince Bill to have a threeway. That being said, I can’t see him bringing another guy into the mix, just because he’s insecure about how others view his sexuality. If word got out that he brought a guy into the bedroom, he would never live it down. So, it would most likely be a prostitute from a local saloon. She would interact with you more than him, kissing you, going down on you, etc... He’d get rock hard just from watching and then probably kick the poor girl out so he could fuck you in peace.

Unfair - I think Bill is far too impatient to tease you, but he will occasionally deny you of an orgasm. It usually happens when the two of you have like, mid-argument sex. He’ll keep you on edge throughout foreplay and intercourse. After he cums, he'll go down on you. Right as you're about to finish, he'll pull away, leaving you high and dry. No amount of begging or frustrated whining will get him to come and finish you off, but he'll make up for it the next time the two of you go at it.

Volume - Bill isn’t very loud. He usually makes low grunts and breathy moans, though he will occasionally string out your name in a whiny tone, especially if you’re teasing him. He does talk dirty quite a bit, but he’s not very good at it. He repeats himself a lot and sometimes stutters. The words ‘fuck’ and ‘girl’ are used the most.

Wild Card - Bill’s first sexual encounter was with an older man. He was young when it happened, maybe 17-18. He was a little drunk when the man approached him outside of a saloon, asking him for a cigarette. Jokingly, he said he would give him a couple, but he’d have to do something for him. The man took him aside, got down on his knees and started unzipping his pants. Bill almost reached down to smack him away, tell him to fuck off and that he’s not a homophile. But the feeling of the man’s hands pulling his member from his trousers sent a shiver up his spine that left him able to say nothing at all. The man pumped him a few times before taking him in his mouth. It wasn’t long before Bill began to feel a pit form in his stomach, a hard ball of tension begging to be released. He came hard, and the man seemed to savour every drop. Bill closed his eyes, reaching into his back pocket for his cigarettes. He threw the pack onto the ground, and when he opened his eyes the man was gone. It’d been years since then, and he still thought about that encounter often. Each time it crossed his mind, he still felt just as shameful as he did in that moment; his pants unzipped and fresh out of cigarettes

X-Ray - While it might not be the longest (probably just over 5 inches), his cock is deliciously thicc. It’s not so thick that it hurts when he puts it in, just enough so that it pleasantly stretches you out. I feel like his balls hang a bit low and are bigger than usual. He is uncircumcised, as is pretty much everyone else in the time period.

Yearning - For his age, Bill has an abnormally high sex drive. He would definitely be down to go every day, even though that’s not very practical when you’re living in a gang. Still, the two of you have sex four/five times a week, at the minimum. He can only do one round though, solely because he gets so sleepy after nutting.

Zzz - BIll falls asleep really quickly afterwards. I’m talking like, 10-15 minutes. In the time that he is awake though, he does make sure that you’re comfortable and okay in general. He’s a very heavy sleeper, so once he’s out, he’s out.

[olympivnshq]

congratulations izabella !  deliberating on EURYDICE was really intense for us because we got two applications that were equally beautiful. what stood out for us was how much of an individual you made this character in a way that made us believe she is the tragic protagonist of her own story. your passionate advocation for that came through in every section in your application, and while it was a tough decision, we know we ultimately made the right one. we’re happy to welcome you with your first faceclaim choice: BENSU SORAL.

☆ﾟ*・ﾟ  OOC INFO.

Hi there! I’m Izabella, I’m 22 years old and I currently live in CST. I’m super excited to apply, especially since I’m such a fan of greek mythology. I’m also a gif maker in my free time for the rpc!

☆ﾟ*・ﾟ  DEITY  —  GENDER. AGE RANGE.

Eurydice, Female, (23-27)

☆ﾟ*・ﾟ MORTAL NAME. JOB/OCCUPATION. BOROUGH/NEIGHBORHOOD.

Adara Phillips, Cabaret Dancer & Waitress, Greenpoint

☆ﾟ*・ﾟ AESTHETICS.

i. The pale orange sky of a 5am morning ii. Flowers growing back as thorns iii. Ripped fishnets paired with boots iv.The lonely howl of wind through an empty apartment v. A single spark of hope vi. Smudged eyeliner vii. Standing in a crowd of strangers viii. Cracks on the ceiling ix. An old leather jacket, well worn x. The smell of hot coffee xi. Cherry lips, a smart mouth xii. A canary in a golden cage xiii. Guarded walls xiv. Winter snowfall on the city xv. The hazy lights of a club

☆ﾟ*・ PLAYLIST.

E U R Y D I C E; A playlist (listen here)

ft. H.E.R, Frank Ocean, Billie Eilish, & more

i.  Sweet, sweet fate I had about all that can take You’re my living in the breath that I make Is it yours? I wonder

ii.  Shower your affection, let it rain on me Don’t leave me on this white cliff Let it slide down to the, slide down to the sea

iii. Oh, Father tell me, do we get what we deserve? Whoa, we get what we deserve Way down we go

iv.  It’s seeming more and more Like all we ever do is see how far it bends Before it breaks in half and then We bend it back again

v.  I’d be the dreadful need in the devotee That made him turn around And I’d be the immediate forgiveness In Eurydice Imagine being loved by me!

vi.  But nothing is better sometimes Once we’ve both said our goodbyes Let’s just let it go

vii. And we were grown on the same round little blue dot Although the answers will take their time and the spinning won’t stop So could it be that the nightmare is upon us And heavy hearts can’t decide when they’ve had enough

viii. Two drifters off to see the world There’s such a crazy world to see We’re all chasin’ after all the same Chasing after our rainbow’s end

☆ﾟ*・ HOW WOULD YOU PLAY THEM?

( y o u t h )

Disillusionment. Adara is no stranger to the darkness the world has to offer, too many times has it plagued her path. Born into a poor family, each breathe was a struggle. There was never enough food on the table, never time for love to blossom when her parents were forced to work graveyard shifts. In a house that threatened to fall apart, Adara began to understand just who she could rely on: herself. Still, little inklings of childhood dreams would float into her mind. Was there a life out there waiting for her, warmth and yearning pushing her to try and find it. So she did- at the naive age of eighteen, she packed a bag of her belongings and disappeared into the world. The greyhound bus took her from her empty South Carolina town into the heart of New York City. For the first time in forever, she could taste a possibility on her tongue: the kind of future where she didn’t have to live day by day.

It wasn’t like that.

( n e w y o r k ‘ s l i g h t s)

She’d gone from place to place, landing in a rundown apartment that was far from being a home. The cracks on the ceilings mirrored that of the girl, each one growing more severe with every encounter. What money she had she hid under her mattress, the dollars beginning to dwindle under New York’s gaze. In an act of desperation, Adara found herself in an interview for a cabaret bar. The flier’s bold letters made a claim: be a star, shine like a dream. That was all she really wanted, a chance. So she took it head-on, promises coming back to tie a rope around her neck. Instead of a glimmering stage, she was tossed into the works as a waitress and dead beat dancer. The crowd was reminiscent of sharks in bloody waters- the disgusting comments made them high, all at the expense of Adara. And kindness? It was as prevalent as water in a drought.

Dreams withered away and the knife twisted in further.

( t h e h e a r t a c h e)

What little solace she had was in a neighbor. He’d introduced himself with a soft smile, eyes that shone like brilliant emeralds. It was hard not to lay all her hope into him, when every other hour spent was under the shadow of skyscrapers. Falling in love was something Adara had never done before, and it terrified her. We’ll run away from here, we’ll find something better. They were promises again, made under linen covers and the stars. Yet once she was ready to give herself away completely, heart in the palm of her hands, he left without a sound. No note, no word, nothing but the wind blowing through an empty apartment. It was a lesson learned- trust no one but yourself.

( t h e d e b t )

Money was what made the world around, and she never seemed to be able to get enough of it. Each dollar made was stuffed away, rent looming overhead, demanding to be paid. The first of the month would arrive with a fury, and Adara would struggle to make the payment. She’d fall short another hundred, and her debt would begin to rise. The threat of eviction notices began to pile up at her door, and she’d plead with the landlord to give her another chance… however the question remains, how many chances does she have left?

( e u r y d i c e & a d a r a )

What I wanted to do was have Adara’s life mirror that of Eurydice’s. I think that the original version is someone that was plagued in her own fate, a tragic hero that despite her hope, was taken apart by the world. She was known for being resilient and putting her faith in others, only to be betrayed. Such was the case when it came to Adara chasing her dreams and the man she was willing to fall in love with. I think a common thing between each character is their transition from innocent hopeful to a realist. Both approach life as a pragmatist, after understanding that in order to survive, they cannot hold onto things like hope… however being human, this is something that they desperately want in their life (despite not being willing to admit it). A sense of warmth, someone to hold. Adara, like Eurydice, carries the heavy burden of being alone and it’s an extremely tiring thing. They each trudge on because they have to, but if given a better option, both can be swayed into falling for a trap. For Eurydice, this is the encounter with Hades or even marrying Orpheus. For Adara, this was the lure of the big city and promise.

All of these factors determine how I would portray the character if given the chance, both Adara and her mythic counterpart: as someone whose weathered, someone who finds complications in giving away her heart too easy because of fear, someone who understands that the world can sometimes be a machine that takes people and spits them out… and someone who desperately wants this to not be true.

Personality traits

+ Resilient   +Independent  +Complex  +Fiery

+/- Cunning

-Desperate  -Unhappy  -Disenchanted   -Guarded

*please include both how’d you play their “mortal” version, as well as their original, unadulterated selves.

answer these questions: 1. are they more likely to stand with the pantheon or against it?  ( if you are choosing a god they may endeavor to dismantle it for whatever reason )

I think that Eurydice would potentially stand against the Pantheon, after all, she sees the gods and goddesses as beings who have everything. It’s their job to help take care of the mortals, but she herself has been left to the devices of the world. It gives her little to believe in, and if it’s beneficial to stand against the pantheon and serves her, then she would do it. 2. what is their stand on mortals?

Mortals are unkind. Mortals have been put through hell and back, Eurydice included. However if they can tap into their human nature, maybe just maybe, the world can begin to bloom again.

☆ﾟ*・ SAMPLE PARA (OPTIONAL)

A mosaic of pink and orange painted the sky, dawn falling on the city that never slept. For a moment, she could hold onto a sense of calm. No streetcar horns, no sound of the train rumbling past her apartment, no neighbors airing out their Saturday morning grievances. Peace. If only. It’d been another late-night shift at the bar, a job that left little to be desired considering the clientele. Come on sugar, how about you ditch the drinks? When she’d been younger, she always dreamed of becoming something great- one of those actors that shined under the spotlight. Maybe a dancer at the ballet. Unfortunately, life had cast aside dreams in favor of reality. There was no room for fantasies when she needed to survive. So, another grimy eight hour was another table set with dinner.

Cigarette extinguished into the ashtray, her eyes looked across the street at a familiar bedroom. The light was on, he was probably headed to work again. They’d met on the NQ train, each encounter furthering the blush that threatened to creep in her cheeks. But it was always the same. The minute life offered a warm bed and a hand to hold, a sense of doubt nudged her heart aside. There was no room for love, not for a woman who didn’t have the luxury of falling. Another person was a liability, and wouldn’t they only hurt her and disappoint her like the rest? Adara’s gaze lingered for a moment, the myriad of what-ifs swimming in her mind before she cast them aside. Life didn’t work that way. Life wasn’t kind.

☆ﾟ*・ ANYTHING ELSE?

here is adara’s muse tag

[getmespidey]

Baby Steps 1.

(all images from Pinterest)

PREVIEW || part 2. || part 3. || MASTERLIST

* 2 years ago *

The day your first year of college was officially over and you had summer to enjoy. You hadn’t been the most present socially so after a long and deserved nap all you wanted to do was see Peter. It didn’t matter where, but you desperately needed that social interaction that been denied to you. How could your first year already be so hard on you?

Closing the door to your small apartment you looked out the window and imagined when Peter would be able to meet up with you. In the mean time you decided to cook up something for the both of you, take a shower and a nap. Not necessarily in that order.

A few hours later you were woken up by the rushing passing of hard steps right outside your door. You didn’t really live in the nicest neighborhood so you were used to being woken up rudely in all odd hours. 

Rubbing the sleep from your eyes you looked at your phone and nothing from Peter, but also nothing from Tony or Happy and that meant he was fine. Just a little late. You decided to go for that shower since you had no idea when Peter would show up to eat.

A loud crash startled you from inside the bathroom. You quickly put your clothe back on and went to check on where the noise was coming from. Stepping out you screamed as you bumped into Peter.

“Whoa, Y/N! Sorry.” Peter’s voice was low and apologetic.

“Peter! What are you doing?” you said half angry while punching his chest.

“I came to see you. We’re supposed to have dinner and I’m here to pick you up.”he smiled proudly at you.

He was wearing his suit and had a bag over his shoulder.

“I’m just going to have a shower and then I’ll get started on our dinner.” you said heading back to the bathroom. “You can change if you want or take a shower while I make dinner.” you screamed over your shoulder.

“You know we could cut that off the list if I go in with you.” his voice lower.

“Don’t you dare. I really need to eat something before.”

“But I miss you!”

“I don’t care, honey!” you shut the door before he could say anything.

You were relieved to finally have some peace. Probably the first time you and Peter spent together in two weeks where both of you were paying attention to the other and not falling asleep. He was working hard with the Avengers and you with college. It seemed like you guys didn’t really have time for each other lately.

“So...” He said once you were both sitting on the sofa watching Stranger Things once again.

You waited for him to continue, but when he didn’t you nudged him with your foot.

“I was talking to Tony two days ago about this weekend. How I wanted to do something nice for you... For us. And he said we could spend the weekend at his house in the Hamptons.” he looked at his food and focused maybe shy about the offer.

Obviously you weren’t expecting that, but you would be a fool to let an opportunity like that one pass.

“That would be amazing. Remind me to get him something nice as a thank you gift.”

“What would you give the man that has it all?” he asked smiling at you now. A lot more comfortable.

“Well, I could just give him a refrigerator magnet and he’d still be over the moon. That man adores me maybe more than he adores you.” you laughed at the complete shocked look Peter had.

“Does not.”

Right after dinner Peter and you made your bags for the weekend. Peter already had his small bag, but he helped you pack two huge ones just for you.

You took your small car and drove a good distance to where you’d be spending the weekend. Truthfully that house was easy 20x your small apartment. 

Both of you enjoyed staying there just the two of you. The privacy and comfort was very much appreciated. It was nothing like being at your place or even when you stayed over at the compound. You rarely stayed the night at May’s place, but the twice a week dinners did make her place feel like home by now. 

Saturday morning Peter woke you up with a huge mug of coffee and mini pancakes. It was lovely having that kind of time with him again. You would never say it out loud but you missed the attention and care free time you used to have back when you were both in high school and he wasn’t yet an Avenger. Your lives as a couple and as individuals had changed so much in the past year. It was almost too hard to believe.

You spent most of your time either in bed... or at the beach just outside the house. Sometimes you guys went for long walks, but you were just really in the mood to be alone with him. No contact with the outside world.

And that is how your weekend went. The best possible and relaxing weekend Peter could have given you and then right when you were supposed to gather your things to head back to the city Peter became weird. He avoided being near you most of the time and he was constantly checking his phone. It started to bother you.

As you sat for half an hour in the car waiting for him you were afraid something bad was going on and in his weird way, he was creating a distance to protect you or something.

“What’s gotten into you? You were fine, like, three hours ago and now you’re... weird.” you said once he got in the car.

He was nervous that’s for sure. He was messing with his fingers on the wheel of the car. He looked at his lap and to the road ahead.

“I was supposed to have asked you this before, but I didn’t because I’m an idiot. So now I’m going to ask and I really don’t want you to freak out.”

You waited and he just kept looking at you.

“Tony didn’t just offer the Hampton house to us.” he said and your heart went from nervous beating to OH MY GOD WHAT THE ...........

“Don’t tell me he’s giving us the house?!”

“No!” he said really fast and started to laugh. You calmed him down, but somewhere deep down you were a bit more nervous now.

“He told me you’re more than welcome to come live with everyone at the Avengers Compound. You know it’s closer to your college from where you live, it’s a lot safer and there’s me. We could share a room... or not. Your choice. And we’d get more time together. Plus, it’s rent free. That whole deal.”

You weren’t really expecting to be asked that. During the whole weekend he didn’t even hint at that. Not that you gave him the time to bring this up, but still. This came out of nowhere.

“I can’t just leave the apartment. I have a contract.” you said kind of sad now, because you wanted to say yes.

“What if I told you that wouldn’t be a problem?”

You looked at peter with that sweet smile and you couldn’t believe that maybe, just maybe, it’d be possible.

“I’d say I would love to move in with you and the worlds mightiest heroes.” You smiled at him pulling him in for a kiss. “Oh my... Does Thor live there?”

His smile faded to an annoyed look. 

“He has a room. Its three doors from mine. He stays there sometimes, but he’s mostly out.”

You kissed his cheek with force leaving a print of your kiss on his face.

“I want to live with you.”

“I’m glad, ‘cause your stuff is already at the compound.” He gave you a crooked smile and you didn’t think you could handle everyday of this.

* P R E S E N T *

You kept looking at yourself in the mirror. It had been a few days where you weren’t feeling that well, but it wouldn’t have alarmed you if your period hadn’t been late. It wasn’t like you to go three days late, actually it never happened before. You kept repeating to yourself that you were fine and all of this was in your head. It was finals week after all and you’d been a mess trying to make it through without losing your mind. After this week you could rest up and you’d be back to normal. It was only the stress getting to you. It was only the stress getting to you. It was only the…

Your thoughts were interrupted by the window opening by your side and Peter crawling in with his Spider-Man suit. He took off the mask once he was inside and smiled sweetly at you. 

“Hey, Y/N.” he said as he put your face between his hands and kissed you softly.

“Hey, Pete. How was it out there today?” you asked making conversation to hide your thoughts like he would have been able to figure them out.

“Not much. I stopped some thefts and prevented an accident. Nothing major.” you thought it was a little cute how he thought what he did wasn’t major, but every day you were just as proud as you were worried.

You had both been together for almost three years now and you hoped to every God out there that if you were right, this wouldn’t be the end.

“I’m going to take a shower and check on Tony. I think I may have damaged one of the web shooters.” he said rubbing his wrist.

“Are you okay though?” you asked as he headed for the shower.

“Yeah. The wrist is a little tender, but as soon as I’m out of the shower it’ll be 100% again. I just need to take a look at the shooters.” he shut the door and with that you were alone with the mirror again.

It was impossible. You were both careful, right? It’s not like you guys had unprotected sex all the time. You didn’t. That’s not it. YOU WERE FINE! You screamed inside your head.

Laying down in bed you felt a little sick with the thought of how unsure your future now was. You stared at the ceiling with your hands of your stomach. 

Peter came out of the shower and talked for the longest time, but you just didn’t have the energy to focus on what he said. You felt sick and you wanted to cry, but at the moment you felt so disconnected that you did nothing but look at the ceiling.

“I’m going down to the lab. Dinner will be ready soon, so see you at the table?” he leaned down to peck your lips. 

You managed to mumble something along the lines ok yeah and he took off once again. You sat up and pulled your laptop so you could finish studying for your tests. No success there. All you could think about was ‘maybe I’m pregnant’ and you had no idea what to do.

**

I know this is not the best first chapter, but I just wanted to post a little something today. I’ll try not to take too long with the next chapter.

taglist:

@derekxsammy @littlefrota @iris-suoh @beautiful-holland @softboy-holland

[huangfilms]

Roommate!Jaemin

summary: so i found an eviction note on my door when i came home from a shift so i looked on a bulletin board in the lobby and i saw an ad for a roommate and that ad was from you, my really cute neighbor and i was wondering if that offer still stands???

requested by: a lovely anon ❤️ thanks for waiting patiently sweetheart !

(A/N) i have finished!!! thank you for waiting very patiently for this,,,,, i know i haven’t been on my A game recently but thanks for not rushing me JDJSJD anywho i love you thanks for requesting! ❤️ i hope u like this !!

it was midnight and you were absolutely slumped, stressed, and kind of angry

work really kicked your ass that night

working at a 24/7 diner sucked so much cause sometimes the people would come at odd times

and there were some snappy customers

that night during your shift there was a particularly rude customer that ruined your mood so you just really wanted to lay down in your bed

but once you go to your door you found an eviction note saying that they’re going to kick you out in a week if you don’t pay your rent

right then and there you could feel all of the stress from that day form into tears

so you open your door in a haste and c r y

because??? you don’t get payed until next week??? so you’re basically screwed

but you decide to try and sleep it off because you are way too tired for this and it’s your day off tomorrow anyway

when you wake up you forget about the eviction note but you remember when you go to make coffee since it’s sitting on the counter

you let out the Biggest Sigh ever

you leave the paper on the counter and then you go down to the lobby to see the bulletin board to see if there are any roommate papers or open apartments

when you look you see something

‘looking for a roommate! contact at +xxx-xxx-xxxx na jaemin’

and you recognize the name cause hey!!! that’s your neighbor!!!

you never really talked to him before, only the few nods of the head at each other when you see each other

he’s cute or whatever

anyway

you decide you’re going to ask jaemin if you could be his roommate cause that seems better than living on your own

smh rent is high these days what were you thinking of anyway HAHA

moving on though

you go back up and try to build up the courage to knock on his door

but you don’t even know if he’s home

you knock anyway, and about a few seconds later you can see jaemin’s bright smile

angels are singing

‘did you need something y/n?’

you get snapped out of your daze

‘uh i saw the ad of you needing a roommate, and i was wondering if that offer still stands??’

and he looks confused cause? you’re his neighbor w hat??

and you see the confused look so you start to explain to him that you just got an eviction note last night and you really don’t know where else to go 

your parent don’t live in the same country as you

your friends,,,,, uhhhh ??? very m i a i guess 

and you won’t get payed until next week so you start to really beg him to be his roommate

and he can see how stressed you are so he accepts

and you just give him such a big smile and he metaphorically melts to the ground

and you really don’t even have to pack anything the whole week you move your stuff into his apartment and get rid of a l o t of things

you just found out you were a hoarder LMAO

but anywho!! 

it takes a couple more days than planned to move everything into the other bedroom 

but it’s all good

so the day you finally moved everything into his apartment he asked if you guys wanted to go grocery shopping cause his your guys’ kitchen was empt y

but you declined cause you needed to fix and arrange some stuff in your new room

and hes all like no problem i’ll just ask a friend to go with me, i’ll see you in a few hours!! and he grins and locks the door

you didn’t even fix stuff you just knocked out cold onto your bed 

anyway fast forward it’s been a few days since you moved in

it’s been a lil awkward cause you guys don’t really interact with each other

your guys’ work schedules don’t match so hes always out when youre home and vice versa

so you never really get to talk with him

but!!! by some miracle your job/school schedules do match

and you guys FINALLY talk and break the VERY awkward tension

the dynamic in your house is so much better wow

sometimes when either of you couldn’t sleep you guys would venture out or just crash into the other’s room for the night

one time jaemin’s friend walked in on you guys cuddling in his bed cause he had a spare key

his friend (jeno) asked him about it a while later and jaemin was so blatant

‘oh we’re just friends’

‘mhm sure jan’

‘shut up jee-no’

so it’s been months now

(yes i time skipped sigh)

but anyway, jeno was still Skeptical cause?? friends don’t do all that couple stuff

literally everyone Been Knew you guys like each other except for:

oh right YOU GUYS.

you guys Flirt 25/8

even when its Not even necessary like when you’re hanging out with your friends

for example you’re having a movie night with the dreamies

‘jaemin sweetie can you get me something sweet’

and he nods and goes to the kitchen only to come back empty handed

and ur all like??? jaemin wheres My Snack

he just scoffs and goes ‘what are you talking about i’m literally right in front of you’

EVERYONE IN THE ROOM COLLECTIVELY GROAN S

bitch i would too the Fuck

you just snort and lightly push him on the shoulder before pulling him down to sit next to you

then on instinct he just wraps himself around you

everyone: confused

JDFHLASD 

but they don’t question you guys and just watch the movie

when you say you’re going to bed and leave the couch with a goodnight to them

jeno jumps onto the spot next to him

and he just goes ‘do you like them?????’

jaemin is so ??? cause wha t you’re just really close friends!!!!

jeno just looks him in the eyes and goes ‘not even a little bit??’

‘i’m sure’

and so jaemin just sits and thinks for a little though

cause hm,,,,, maybe he does like you-OH MY GOd HE LIKES YoU

and he has an internal breakdown cause oh my god???? what??? when???

not that there’s anything bad about you!!! he just,,, as cliche as it may sound

he doesn’t want to make anything awkward with you 

BUT ITS AWKWARD ANYWAY!!!

and so he decides: to take more shifts and study out at the library cause he doesn’t want to think about this

what he don’t know, is that you’re in your room thinking the s a m e thing blease talk to each other

so you!!! also take more shifts but you stay locked in your room as well

when the dreamies come over one day without a warning you’re both in your rooms just minding your own business

and so when they barge in they’re all like

????? where’s the couple?????

and so jaemin goes out and hes like oh why are you guys here LMAO

‘we wanted to watch movies?? it’s friday cmon go get y/n’

and so he just laughs a little awkwardly but he goes to you anyway

he knocks and goes ‘so uhhh the guys are here and we’re about to watch movies??? wanna hang out ??’ and in his head 

he’s just wondering when everything became so awkwar d

oh right when he realized that he likes you

but anywho you open the door and he does a little half smile that makes your stomach flip in a good way

and you smile at him too

when you guys go out though,,,,,

you sit on one end of the couch and jaemin sits on the opposite end

donghyuck sits in between the both of you

‘why aren’t you and jaemin sitting next to each other like usual????’ donghyuck asked you quietly to make sure no one else heard

cause He Knew

you just give him a side eye and you tell him ‘you already know why now Shut the movie is starting’

he leaves it be but in the middle of the movie he gets up to use the restroom

and then chenle says ‘move over i like sitting by the arm of the couch’

‘no just let me sit here’

chenle is just r eally confused ‘but you always sit next to jaemin b l e a s e y/n’

and thats how you two end up next to each other

jisung decides to squish in and so you’re pressed up against jaemin

you dont know who’s more uncomfortable : you or him

the room feels s o awkward and literally everyone feels it

and so you just ‘i’m gonna get something to drink anyone else want water???’

‘i’ll go with you’ and its jaemin standing up

‘i-i um no it’s oka-’

he just takes your hand and he leads you to the kitchen and behind the corner so they won’t see you guys

‘why are we being awkward??’

and you just shrug cause?? you guys literally haven’t talked for w e e k s you dumb bitc-

and he just goes is such a quiet voice

‘i miss you’

and your heart!!! palpitated!!! the hell!!!

‘i-i miss you too’

and so he just hugs you and says Really Confidently

‘i like you, be my baby’

and you !! are about to Faint! 

‘i-i,,,,i like you too’

and when you pull back he just ! kisses you really softly 

and you’re Red cause oh this is Really Happening Right Now

you guys walk back out of the kitchen (with the drinks) but you’re holding hands

you both are just :D

everyone knew what was happening cause you Guys Aren’t Quiet

just cause they can’t see you doesn’t mean they can’t hear you !!!!

and so they’re just like ‘congrats now shut the movie is still Playing’

you guys are So gross with each other 

everyone regrets everything

but anyway!!!

now that you guys are together!!! you guys smooch

you like to smooch his nose and he just laughs every time you do that

okay but when you study for smth you do it in your room cause he’s going to distract you

he still manages to do it

he sends you the Ugliest Texts

‘when u free bb 😳‘

‘we??? live??? together???’

okay but being serious!!!

he’s such a softie and he’s so happy that he gets to wake up next to you all the time

and ugh my heart! is hurting! 

since you guys live w each other its weird not seeing each other cause your schedules don’t match up sometimes

and jaemin is so :( 

and it makes you so :(

hes such a clingy one 

he flirts at all times of the day just to get a reaction out of you

but anyway

ugh roommate jaemin ! what a concept

there’s never a dull moment when it comes to him!!

Masterlist

[fcrvents-blog]

♕   *   ╰      (   lily   collins.   cis   female.   she/her.   )   (   MARGO   CHASTAIN   )   ?   oh,   that’s   the   (   twenty   eight   )   year   old   (   waitress   /   lounge   singer   )   who’s   been   living   in   (   apartment   212   )   for   (   one   year   ),   with   their   (   two   )   roommates.   word   around   king   street   is   that   they’re   (   graceful,   astute   &   vehement   ),   as   well   as   (   duplicitous,   tempestuous   &   starry-eyed   );   makes   sense,   since   they   remind   me   of   the   sickly   sweetness   of   honey   and   tea,   wearing   your   heart   on   your   sleeve   like   a   badge   on   honor,   and   crossing   your   fingers   behind   your   back,   .  

hey   sweet   peas   !   just   me,   back   again   with   ANOTHER   muse   !   this   time   we   have   my   french   siren,   margo   !   she's   the   sweetest   gal   you'll   ever   meet,   (   to   your   face   at   least   )   it's   not   that   she's   evil   or   horrible   or   even   MEAN,   she's   just   so   used   to   using   people   to   get   what   she   wants   that   it   comes   naturally   to   her   :/   she's generally   warm-hearted   &   wouldn't   really   hurt   a   fly   (   unless   necessary   )   but   she   doesn't   really   trust   anybody.   she's   the   friend   that,   when   you   really   sit   down   and   consider   it,   you   know   NOTHING   of   substance   about.   her   childhood   ?   her   family   ?   unknown   to   many.   that   said,   she   is   a   storm   of   emotion   and   has   a   LOT   of   difficulty   holding   herself   back   when   upset   /   hurt   /   angry   so   ..   be   warned   hehe.

TW: mentions of drug abuse 

B A C K G R O U N D

margo   was   born   in   marseille   france   to   parents   who   had   never   really   wanted   a   child.   her   unexpected   appearance   into   her   parents'   lives   tore   their   young   relationship   apart,   with   margo's   father   leaving   their   small   family   for   a   '   fresh   start   '   elsewhere.   her   mother   held   a   lot   of   resent   towards   margo,   and   throughout   her   childhood   she   was   rejected   and   belittled.   regardless,   margo   still   yearned   for   maternal   love   and   care,   and   she   did   all   she   could   to   help   look   after   the   home   and   her   mother.   she   started   working   at   the   age   of   sixteen,   involving   herself   in   shady   activities   on   the   side, with   the   wages   being   split   between   living   costs   and   whatever   drugs   her   mother   wanted   to   get   her   hands   on.   

this   continued   for   years,   until   eventually   margo   moved   out   and   began   living   with   a   friend.   her   mother's   issues   chased   her   though,   with   drug   dealers   demanding   money   from   her   because   her   mother   couldn't   pay,   and   margo   found   she   could   barely   keep   a   flatmate   for   longer   than   a   few   months.   without   any   other   alternatives,   she   eventually   left   the   country   and   moved   to   australia   when   she   was   twenty   one.  

she   didn't   have   much   but   she   pushed   through,   working   any   jobs   she   could   find   and   occasionally   selling   her   body   for   cash   as   she   did   back   in   france.   through   this   she   came   across   a   sugar   daddy   (   yet   to   be   named   )   who   has   helped   her   massively   with   money   since  she   first   arrived,   he   helped   her   move   into   king   street   and   paid   the   rent   until   she   could   get   herself   on   her   feet.   :~)   she   currently   works   as   a   waitress,   and   sings   in   lounges   /   bars   in   any   free   time   she   has.

P E R S O N A L I  T Y  &  H E A D C A N N O N S

at   first   sight   margo   comes   across   rather   calm n collected   &   kinda mysterious,   but   inside   shes   ...   troubled   to   say   the   least.   ***   it's   difficult   to   gain   her   trust,   and   even   when   she   DOES   trust   you   that   doesn't   necessarily   mean   she'll   let   you   in.   ***   when   hurt   she   can   turn   kinda   ..   crazy   &   is   like   a   WHOLE   new   person   ***   most   of   the   time   however   she's   pretty   sweet   &   enjoys   company   ***   she   has   a   passion   for   singing   &   music,   originating   from   the   days   she   used   to   busk   back   in   france.   ***   she's   extremely   idealistic   about   what   she   wants   to   achieve   in   life,   wanting   nothing   else   but   to   sing.   ***   it   means   she   often   struggles   to   hold   down   a   job   because   they   ???   just   aren't   important   to   her   ...   she kinda needs to snap back to reality bc this gal is nearly THIRTY   but   is   still   kinda   childish     ***   her   one   true   love   is   her   pet   cat,   victor,   who   was   bought   for   her   by   Sugar   Daddy   when   she   first   met   him   &   looks   like   this   because   i'm   extra   ***   appearance-wise   i   imagine   her   looking   like   the   gif   i   used;   her   aesthetic   is   curled   hair   with   bangs,   sun-kissed   cheeks,   a   light   splattering   of   freckles   across   the   bridge   of   her   nose,   willowy   in   physique.   ***   she   has   a   birthmark   on   her   inner   thigh   &   a   few   scars   scattered   around   her   body   ***   i imagine her room to look like / be inspired by these pics   (   1   2   3   )

W A N T E D  C O N N E C T I O N S

closest   friend   /   confidant   (   somebody   she   actually   trusts   )

friends   but   the   trust   isn’t   quite   there

fwb

somebody   she's   fucked   over   hehe

love/hate

exes   ?   i   can   see   margo   flying   head   first   into   a   relationship   with   someone   and   then   dropping   them   like   it   was   nothinG   ..   or   getting   lowkey   too   attached   

somebody   she   sees   regularly   at   work   /   either   at   the   place   she   waitresses   at   or   the   lounge   she   sings   at   

her   muse   (   or   the   other   way   around   if   that   works   )

frenemies

[day6imagines]

Misunderstandings

[ sungjin ]

*requested 

word count; 1.1k

genre; angst/fluff 

summary - you arrive back to your home country, bringing Sungjin with you to stay for the summer and meet your family, however Sungjin is unaware that you have a brother and instantly grows jealous of the unknown individual. 

As you took your first step off the plane you couldn't help the huge smile that spread across your face. You were finally back in your home country after spending three years studying in Seoul. You looked up at your boyfriend and you were overjoyed that you could share this moment with him. You finally brought your boyfriend to your home country and you couldn't be any happier.

"So I rented an apartment for us to stay in because there's no room at home but the apartment's close to my house," you explained to Sungjin as we made our way to the taxi rank.

"As long as I can be with you and you're happy, anything will do," Sungjin said smiling down at you. 

You were about to reply but your phone went off. You took your phone out and saw it was another text from your brother. You two had been texting all week, both excited to finally get to see each other again. You smiled at the quirky message your brother sent and you were about to reply but Sungjin got your attention.

"Come on, the taxi is here," Sungjin said. You couldn't help but think that he was in a bad mood or angry at you because of his icy tone but you didn't say anything and just got into the taxi. - The apartment was perfect for you and Sungjin. After traveling you felt dirty and sluggish and you really wanted to freshen up before meeting your family for dinner later.

“So we need to be at the restaurant around six,” you said to Sungjin. He nodded and smiled at you from where he was lying on the bed. He knew how much it meant to you for him to meet you family. - You felt much better after your shower and couldn't wait for later when you would meet your family. Sungjin got in the shower after you leaving you alone in the apartment. Your phone buzzed catching your attention. Your brothers name flashed across the screen and you rushed to answer his text. You had him in under the name ‘cutie’ on your phone from an incident a while ago where he wouldn't stop acting over the top cutely to try and annoy you.

Cutie: Hey chicken! Are you free now? Can't wait any longer to see you!! I want to give you a huge hug in person! You: Aw! Yes I'm free… I'll meet you outside the old sweet shop we love. Cutie: Can't wait xx

You rushed to grab a coat and you were already out the door to go meet you beloved brother. What you didn't know was that in your rush you forgot your phone and forgot to tell Sungjin where you were going.

You happily made your way down the familiar streets of your hometown. Neighbours and people who knew you passed by, stopping to ask you how studying abroad was going and that they missed seeing you around. You politely smiled and kindly chatted back.

A smile crept onto your face as you saw your brother, standing outside your favourite childhood sweet shop. He scanned the street, beaming once he spotted you.

You quickly jogged across the road before jumping onto your brothers back. He yelled before swotting you away. Both of you laughed before hugging each other properly.

"I missed you so much Y/N!" your brother exclaimed after you pulled away from the hug. You both caught up, chatting happily on the side of the street.

"I'll see you all tonight at dinner. I'd better get back to Sungjin," you finished, patting your brother on the back.

"Okay, we all can't wait to finally meet this Sungjjn," your brother said, smirking. You jokingly rolled your eyes before turning around and heading back to the apartment.

-

As you walked around you noticed the apartment was very quiet. So quiet that no one was there. Where had Sungjin gone? He wasn't familiar with your town or country and he hasn't left any message. You ran over to the coffee table to see if he had left a text on the phone you left behind. 

You heard the front door fling open and Sungjin storm in. Your eyes widened in shock as you saw an angered expression on his face.

“Sungjin?” you quietly said. He quickly turned his head and looked at you, without replying.

“What's wrong? Did something happen? Sungjin!” you questioned, trying your best to get him to answer you.

You had never seen your boyfriend look so angry before and honestly you were beginning to get worried.

“Why did you bring me here?” he bitterly snapped.

What was he going on about?

“I don't know what you mean,” you genuinely answered.

He rolled his eyes. “Yes you do. I saw the messages,” he began, pacing over to the coffee table and picking your phone up. He clicked into your messages before shoving the phone towards you.You laughed as you saw it was the conversation you had with your brother earlier that morning. 

Before you could even explain, Sungjin angrily began to speak again.

“And after you ran off, leaving your phone behind I decided to have a walk around to see if I could find you, I saw you with some guy. What was the point bringing me to your home, to finally meet your family if you were just going to spend time with your other boyfriend,” Sungjin angrily stated, his eyebrows furrowed together in frustration.

You tried your best not to laugh since you could visibly see he was very annoyed. You found it weirdly cute that he was so jealous since you never saw him like this before.

“Uh Sungjin?” you said, stifling a laugh.

“What?” He snapped.

“Firstly, my ‘boyfriend’ is actually my brother. And he's under ‘cutie’ as a joke on my phone and that was the guy you saw me with outside the sweet shop,” you explained, trying to hold back a laugh.

Sungjin looked perplexed. He tried to say something, but couldn’t. A small blush crept onto his cheeks due to the embarrassment of becoming jealous over a misunderstanding.

You laughed at your cute boyfriend, before hugging him. He pulled away and rested his hands on your arms, “How come you never told me about having a brother?”

“Well… honestly, I was really homesick, studying and living away in another country, away from my family. I suppose I never mentioned him since I didn’t want to get upset over being homesick…After I met you, I felt safer and happier and not so upset being away,” you honestly answered.

Sungjin smiled down at you, planting a kiss on you forehead.

“I’m happy that I can be here with you in your home country and I am really looking forward to finally meeting your family,” Sungjin added, a serene look etched onto his face.

You felt like the luckiest person in the entire world to have someone like him in your life.

[ m a s t e r p o s t ]

[soletuscreate]

so i haven’t made a personal post since 2015???? maybe 2014????? and my blog has been mostly a queue for several years and any life updates i have posted have been in tags of reblogs so hello again

i’ve been tagged in many tag/ask games over the past forever and i’ve started to feel bad for never doing it and i’ve started to miss doing personal posts again so this will be a very long posts of asks games that i never got around to doing (under a read more) so feel free to keep reading if you haven’t heard anything since i was 20 year old laura and want to hear more about 23 year old laura

(these are all tag/ask games i’ve been able to find in the past year so thanks to everyone who has tagged me in games this year! and apologies if i never got to earlier ones, i hope to do more in the future as i’m tagged in them)

Tagged by @jessiemueller​

RULES: WE’RE SNOOPING ON YOUR PLAYLIST. SET YOUR ENTIRE MUSIC LIBRARY ON SHUFFLE AND REPORT THE FIRST TEN TRACKS THAT POP UP! THEN CHOOSE TEN ADDITIONAL FRIENDS.

 1. Girls/Girls/Boys -Panic! at the Disco  2. Seasons of Love- Rent (the movie version)  3. Take It Back- Ed Sheeran  4. 18- One Direction 5. Vanilla Ice Cream- Laura Benanti (She Loves Me 2016) 6. Migraine (Live from SXSW)- Twenty One Pilots  7. The Sun (Interlude)- Jukebox the Ghost  8. Making the Most of the Night- Carly Rae Jepsen  9. Disloyal Order of the Water Buffaloes- Fall Out Boy 10. Bibia Be Ye Ye- Ed Sheeran

Rules: Complete the survey and say who tagged you in the beginning. When you are finished tag 5 people to do this survey. Have fun and enjoy!!!

Tagged by @jessiemueller​

1: Are you named after someone? my mom had a doll named laura when she was little but otherwise she just always liked the name

2: When is the last time you cried? weirdly i don’t remember???? but it was probably in the past week

3: Do you like your handwriting? yes it’s neat and i get compliments on it but it’s very small

4: What is your favorite lunch meat? ham/turkey/chicken

5: Do you have kids? no and i don’t plan to (but can’t wait to be gay aunt laura)

6: If you were another person, would you be friends with you? probably??? maybe??

7: Do you use sarcasm? always

8: Do you still have your tonsils? yes

9: Would you bungee jump? probably not but it would be a battle between impulsive!laura and anxious afraid of heights!laura

10: What is your favorite kind of cereal? frosted flakes 

11: Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? never

12: Do you think you’re a strong person? -dennis reynolds voice- not physically emotionally??? it depends

13: What is your favorite ice cream flavor? americone dream 

14: What is the first thing you notice about people? how friendly and extroverted they are 

15: Red or pink? red

16: What is the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself? i don’t like being so short but i deal with it 

17: What color pants and shoes are you wearing now? grey jeans and no shoes just socks (but my shoes are grey also)

18: What was the last thing you ate? apple cider doughnut

19: What are you listening to right now? king of anything- sara bareilles

20: If you were a crayon, what color would you be? purple orange or yellow

21: Favorite smell? vanilla or orange

22: Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? the pharmacy but if it’s a person then my sister

23: Favorite sport to watch? if i had to watch a sport it would be hockey

24: Hair color? brown

25: Eye colour? brown

26: Do you wear contacts? i’ve worn them since 4th grade but i plan to switch to glasses because my prescription is very strong and contacts are starting to bother my eyes

27: Favorite food to eat? pizza or 

28: Scary movies or comedy? comedy

29: Last movie you watched? according to netflix it was short term 12 (last year though i don’t watch many movies) but it was probably carol/waitress/imagine me and you 

30: What color shirt are you wearing? blue and grey

31: Summer or winter? summer i don’t like being cold 

32: Hugs or kisses? hugs

33: What book are you currently reading? none i don’t really read anymore unfortunately

34: Who do you miss right now? my sister

35: What is on your mouse pad? i don’t have a mouse pad

36: What is the last TV program you watched? grey’s anatomy

37: What is the best sound? snow crunching, skates on ice, kinetic sand cutting videos

38: Rolling Stones or The Beatles? neither but i guess the beatles??

39: What is the furthest you have ever traveled? los angeles when i was in high school

40: Do you have a special talent? i remember everyone’s birthdays without trying

41: Where were you born? boston!!!!!

tagged by @thefaultinourscarves

A- Age: 23

B- Biggest fear: as much as i want to leave school i don’t want to actually have to get a job and live independently 

C- Current time: 2:00 am

D- Drink you last had: diet pepsi

E- Everyday starts with: coffee, tumblr

F- Favourite song: there’s at least 10 but my brain keeps playing perfect places by lorde 

G- Ghosts, are they real: definitely

H- Hometown: boston/around boston massachusetts

I- In love with: all of my faves (besides sara bareilles) coming back with albums this year

J- Jealous of: people who supposedly have their life after school (although i know nobody really knows what they’re doing), wlw with girlfriends???

K- Killed someone: no?????

L- Last time you cried: probably in the last week 

M- Middle name: elizabeth

N- Number of siblings: 3

O- One wish: right now it’s to finish my thesis and graduate already 

P- Person you last called/texted: called: my sister texted: also my sister

Q- Questions you’re always asked: “what are you doing”

R- Reasons to smile: cats exist, lots of new music, being gay also to quote ari “the world is beautiful!”

S- Song last sang: i bet you look good on the dancefloor- arctic monkeys

U- Underwear colour: black

V- Vacation destination: usually the cape but if i could go somewhere ireland??? probably

W- Worst habit: changing the subject in the middle of a sentence or otherwise losing focus on something and switching tasks in the middle of doing something

X- X-rays you’ve had: hands feet and my knee because of arthritis

Y- Your favourite food: pizza

Z- Zodiac sign: gemini

tagged by @cassiopeia-chasing-the-moon​

rules: answer the questions and tag 20 blogs you want to get to know better

name: laura

family name: sheepan (close enough and what i use here)

gender: who knows anymore

star sign: gemini

height: 5 feet

age: 23

favorite color: purple

time rn: 2:05 am

hours of sleep: anywhere from 5 to 10 because of summer but could be more or less or average when the school year starts

lucky number: 6

last thing you googled: ed sheeran’s tour setlist and also what jimmy fallon’s ben and jerry flavor was for a previous question but decided it wasn’t one of my favorites (still good though)

favorite fictional character: sarah manning, cosima niehaus, alex danvers, juliet o’hara, rory gilmore, paris geller, lorelai gilmore

blankets you sleep with: 1 in warmer months 2 or more in the winter

favorite artists: sara bareilles, taylor swift, ed sheeran, lorde, haim, the summer set, jukebox the ghost, one direction, all time low

dream trip: ireland??? australia?

dream job: counseling, either grief counseling or in a school 

what you’re wearing right now: jeans and a long sleeved shirt

follower count: 1,958

posts: 102,824 i’ve been here forever and used to hit post limit EVERY DAY 

what do you post about: being a lesbian, cats, tv shows, bands, musicals?? i would get into detail but that would take forever 

most active followers: emofrenchfries, bookaddict7342, wenamedthedogkylo, themovieofmylifeasiliveit

when did your blog reach its peak: 2012-2013

why did you make this blog: charlieissocoollike made a video about tumblr and my friends from high school started making them 

do you get asks on a daily basis: no but occasionally i still do

why did you choose your url: it’s a dumb and outdated taylor swift reference from her unicorn shirt she wore in the 2013 ama’s + ‘after plaid shirt days’ i’ve been wanting to change it for a while but i still have to decide to what

countries you’ve lived in: united states

favorite fandom: orphan black??? sara bareilles fandom??? i guess??? fun and in my experience low fandom drama

languages you speak: english

favorite films: carol

last article you read: probably something about forgiveness for my thesis project

last thing you bought online: super smash bros for 3ds

last person you dreamt of: i don’t know???? i don’t remember a lot of my dreams

a recurring dream: literally adulthood and moving out of my house

phobias/fears: i’ve been developing irrational fears about driving, but also heights, public speaking, the general future

how would your friends describe you: funny, gay, smart??? i guess?? passionate??? loyal??? i haven’t asked recently

if you had $$$ to spend what would you buy first: a car?? clothes???

shuffle your song library and list the first three songs that play: guns for hands- twenty one pilots, undertow- sara bareilles, one night- ed sheeran

TAG GAME

Tagged by @jessiemueller​, @justputyourheartintoit​, @cassiopeia-chasing-the-moon​

rules: answer the questions and tag 20 blogs you’d like to get to know better

nicknames: lau (like law) very occasionally, sometimes laur but only by my roommate

time right now: 2:29 am

last thing i googled: ed sheeran’s tour setlist and also what jimmy fallon’s ben and jerry flavor was for a previous question but decided it wasn’t one of my favorites (still good though)

fave music artist: sara bareilles, taylor swift, ed sheeran, lorde, haim, the summer set, jukebox the ghost, one direction, all time low

song stuck in my head: anything from melodrama by lorde (usually perfect places, green light, hard feelings/loveless)

last movie i watched: probably carol

last tv show i watched: grey’s anatomy

what i’m wearing now: jeans and a long sleeved shirt (blue and grey)

when i created this blog: march 2011

the kind of stuff i post: tv shows, gay stuff, cats, aesthetic posts, musicals, bands

do i have other blogs: i have a journal blog and a 100% 1d blog

do i get asks regularly: very rarely now but sometimes

why did i choose my url: an outdated taylor swift reference (2013 ama’s unicorn shirt + ‘after plaid shirt days’)

gender: who knows anymore 

hogwarts house: hufflepuff

pokemon team: instinct

fave color: purple

average hours of sleep: 8-10 if i don’t have to set an alarm otherwise 5-8

lucky number: 6

favorite characters: sarah manning, cosima niehaus, alex danvers, juliet o’hara, rory gilmore, paris geller, lorelai gilmore

dream job: right now counseling (either grief or in a school)

number of blankets i sleep with: usually 1 but in the winter 2 

tagged by @thefaultinouscarves, @teaspoonemotionalrange​

Name: laura Nicknames: usually none but rarely lau (law) or laur Zodiac sign: gemini 
Height: 5 feet Orientation: super gay Ethnicity: white Favorite fruit: strawberries? Favorite season: spring Favorite book: the fault in our stars or harry potter (4 or 7) ((i know these are boring choices but i don’t read much anymore)) Favorite flower: daisies? 
Favorite scent: vanilla/orange Favorite color: purple Favorite animal: cat/penguin Coffee, tea, or hot cocoa: in order: hot chocolate, coffee, tea Average sleep hours: 8-10 Cat or dog person?: CATS Favorite fictional characters: sarah manning, cosima niehaus, alex danvers, juliet o’hara, rory gilmore, paris geller, lorelai gilmore 
Number of blankets you sleep with: 1 or 2 Dream trip: ireland but if we’re being really ambitious australia  Blog created: march 2011 Number of followers: 1,958  

rules: answer the questions with the first letter of your name, then tag 10 people. if the person who tagged you has the same initial, you must use different answers. you cannot use the same word twice.

tagged by @jessiemueller​

what is your name? laura a four letter word? love a boy’s name? lawrence an occupation? lawyer something you wear? lace a color? lilac a food? lime a place? louisiana something you shout? look out! a movie title? love, actually something you drink? lemonade an animal? llama a type of car? i got run over by a lexuuuuuuuus title of a song? love song- sara bareilles

Tagged by @jessiemueller​

♡ if i were a month: february, june, july, august, october

♡ if i were a day: saturday

♡ if i were a planet: venus

♡ if i were a god or goddess: aphrodite? athena?

♡ if i were a sea creature: do penguins count

♡ if i were a piece of furniture: desk or bookshelf

♡ if i were a gemstone: opal

♡ if i were a flower: daisy

♡ if i were a weather condition: warm and sunny

♡ if i were a color: purple

♡ if i were an emotion: according to quizzes on google: vulnerability or sadness

♡ if i were a fruit: strawberry

♡ if i were an element: water

♡ if i were a place: beach, library, my bed sleeping

♡ if i were a taste: combination salty sweet

♡ if i were a scent: vanilla

♡ if i were a song: i just want you- sara bareilles

♡ if i were a body part: eyes

♡ if i were a pair of shoes: converse 

20 facts about me

The rules: write 20 random facts about yourself so your followers can get to know you better then tag those who you want to know better (no limit) Tagged by: @teaspoonemotionalrange​ who only did 10 so i’m only going to do 10

1. i graduated with a psychology degree in 2016 and i’m currently working on a master’s degree in research psychology (focusing on forgiveness in friendships)

2. for the past 4 summers i’ve worked at a summer school in my town with special needs elementary school kids (preschool to 2nd grade)

3. i believe all time low and 5 seconds of summer are tied for the bands i’ve seen most live (3-4 times each)

4. i only got my license this summer at 23 (7 years after i got my permit the first time then it expired and i got it again last summer)

5. i have two cats (pretty girl and snowball)

6. my lockscreen is a collage of sara bareilles that i made and my homescreen is a different collage that i requested someone on tumblr to make

7. i’m supposed to be a bridesmaid for one of my college roommates who is getting married in 2019

8. i have adhd and you can see what i’m hyperfixating on if you pay attention to my reblogs (right now it’s supergirl but can also be legend of zelda (ocarina of time/majora’s mask), musicals (mostly waitress), and a lot of music you can visit my adhd playlist tag for a sort of comprehensive list)

9. if i’m at a bar (which is rare but happens) my go-to drink is whiskey and coke

10. i realized i was gay on october 24, 2013 (in the most boring way possible just sitting there and “what if i’m gay?” that was literally it)

@hightideswift asked:  Pass the happy along! When you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy, then send it to the last 10 people in your activity! 

1. my cats

2. driving alone and getting to listen to my music

3. all my faves releasing new music this year

4. i’m theoretically almost done with grad school so eventually i’ll be working and doing my own thing 

5. late at night when i can stay up and watch netflix with snacks or listening to music without interruptions 

@bakedinabeautifulpie asked: 

Once you get this you have to say Five things you like about yourself publicly, then you have to send it to 10 of your favorite mutuals/followers (non-negotiable. Positivity is cool)

1. i’ve liked my clothing choices more now that i’ve had more money to buy my own clothes

2. i like being a lesbian and a part of the lgbt community

3. i like how passionate i can get about whatever i’m fixating on at that moment

4. i like my eyes

5. i like my hair now that it’s short

@jessiemueller​ tagged me in a “characters I relate to” post (it’s hard to separate characters i relate to from favorite characters so include the favorite ones i mentioned earlier 

alex danvers | supergirl

cosima niehaus  | orphan black

amy santiago  | brooklyn nine-nine

jake peralta  | brooklyn nine-nine

rory gilmore  | gilmore girls

paris geller  | gilmore girls

jenna hunterson  | waitress

dawn  | waitress

monica geller  | friends

[atcharas-blog]

♡ ❛ — *☆ i’m posting this super late, but hi hey hello !! i’m lala, 18 years old, i live in the hell that is the CET timezone (and i think i might be the only one here), use the she/her pronouns && i’m v excited to be here & i can’t wait to meet and talk to all of you !  ♡

♡ i put a little something about my smol derp atchara under the read more thingy + if you’d like to plot, do hit the heart and i’ll dance my way into your ims !!  ♡

(( tw: eating disorders, depression, anxiety, bullying, a mention of abuse, drugs, alcohol. ))

P E R S O N A L I T Y;

—— she’s always been on the quieter side, for as long as she can remember. that’s the one thing that bothered her the most growing up. she wanted to talk, but it just didn’t work. she wouldn’t even greet the neighbors as a child---she just hid behind her dad’s back. however, this has improved over the years.

—— she is actually quite cheerful, energetic and bubbly, especially around people she knows. in the company of strangers, she’s trying to do the same but it ends up being awkward as deep down, she feels uncomfortable. though, she just tries her best to have that positive mindset and it’s mostly because that’s what people like and expect from her. 

—— Queen of Dad Jokes™

—— those long, deep conversations where she gets to share her opinions and thoughts are her favorite thing in the world. she has a lot of them; she can lie in bed and think about everything from the universe to whether or not animals can get songs stuck in their head. 

—— her initial reaction to any criticism will always be to get defensive, but it’ll get to her because she cares a lot about what others think of her. too much for her own good. she just wants everybody to like her so badly and just can’t get it through her head that it’s impossible. 

—— she can say absolutely horrible, hurtful things she doesn’t mean when she’s mad.

—— she’s manipulative and gets indignant when things don’t go her way. 

—— she’s awkward, possessive, paranoid and overemotional. she’s the person who watches the news, sees someone laughing in the background and thinks somehow they're laughing at her. 

—— she has all these flaws, but she’s actually a good person

—— she really cares about anyone around her, no matter if she knows them or not. when she sees someone crying, even though she's timid and constantly worries she’ll come off as weird, she’ll risk it to make sure the person is okay.

—— she loves long, warm hugs.

—— she can be funny. sometimes

—— there are just a few things she wouldn’t do for others 

H O B B I E S;

—— there are so many things she enjoys doing, but her favorites are;

—— dancing. dancing has become her escape after she’s moved to korea and helped her develop a healthy body image.

—— drawing. for her, it’s an amazing way to free her imagination and express her emotions. it temporarily gets rid of her anxiety, too.

—— reading. she loves watching movies, but she loves books more. again, it’s a great escape. when she’s reading, it’s like she’s in a whole different universe.

—— music. of course. who doesn’t love music? she doesn’t understand how there are people out there who only go on youtube sometimes. the tab is always open in her browser, and when she’s not home, she always has her headphones with her. 

B A C K S T O R Y;

—— in bangkok, thailand, born and raised, on the playground was where she spent most of her days. 

—— overall, her childhood was pretty chill. or, at least it was the best part of her life. she’s spent most of her time with her grandparents and parents; they all lived together so they could afford the rent.

——  although her parents aren’t really her parents, she’s never referred to them as anything else. her biological dad passed away before she was born. when she was two years old, she was taken away from her mom because she was an abusive drug and booze addict who couldn’t care less about taking care of her daughter the way she was supposed to. atchara doesn’t remember it, but it’s the reason she hates drugs and alcohol. 

——  her dad’s brother and his boyfriend took her under their wings and for a while, all was well. she took drawing classes every now and then,  had a few close friends, went grocery shopping with her grandparents every afternoon and every evening, she spent some time with her parents after they've gotten back from work.

  —— everything started going downhill for her when she was 10 years old. her parents moved to south korea and she had to leave her grandparents and all her friends behind. her uncle dad had to move because of his job, so they didn’t have any other option.

—— she didn’t like being in korea. she didn’t fit in and wanted to go back to bangkok, but both her dads told her to just give it a little time. 

—— she started getting bullied in school pretty quickly, for pretty much everything, from her weight and broken korean to her quiet nature. 

—— since it seemed like nothing was under her control anymore, she gained control over something else; her weight. at the age of 12, she began to obsessively count calories, exercise for hours a day and weighted herself several times a day in fear the number for be just slightly higher than it was an hour ago.

 —— she was completely alone in this. she had just a couple of friends she wasn’t close enough to and she was scared to tell her parents about what was going on. all her good friends were in bangkok and so were her beloved grandparents. 

—— though, it didn’t take a lot for her parents to notice her drastic weight loss and different eating habits, so they signed her up for dance classes in hopes it’d give her something else to focus on. it worked.for a while, she was happy enough to not care about her weight and even gained most of it back. of course, it didn’t last long. 

—— what pushed her back into her old eating habits was her grandpa’s death. though, it was more of a depression issue rather than a body image thing.  she was 14 then and convinced her parents to let her go back to thailand for a few days. she stayed for five months, but soon came back to korea, even though she was hoping she wouldn’t have to.

—— after coming back, the bullying seemed to be even harder to deal it. she told the principal, but he said she was just making it up and sent her back to the class. she started skipping school and spent the 8 hours she was supposed to be in classes driving around the town in the streetcar. she did this for two months straight before the school called her parents to let them know she hasn’t been attending it,  

—— day to day, she switched schools, but hasn’t been the same since. even though nobody bullied her, she was scared to talk, became paranoid and lost the last bit of confidence she used to have, but after some time, she realized that in this school, she had nothing to worry about. she began to open up a little bit, but really started to get better after she graduated.

W A N T E D C O N N E C T I O N S;

—— i’ll make a page later & add more!

—— i’d really like some friends for her, a protective older friend, a confidant, a partner in crime, a few best friends, maybe an internet friend whom she hasn’t met in real life until now, some people who had classes with her in high school and stood up for her, people who helped her to open up in her second school, a roommate, former friends turned enemies, former enemies turned friends, frenemies, exes who ended things on bad/good terms, exes who had a long distance relationship going, never met each other irl and decided to end it because long distance just doesn’t work (they could’ve started and ended things when she was in thailand for 5 months), a sibling like relationship because she’s always wanted one, bad influence,     ....

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