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luke-patterson-owns-my-soul · 3 years

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Tiny Pretty Phantoms

Charlie Gillespie x Reader

Title: Tiny Pretty Phantoms

Words: 2241 (only a short one)

Summary: Charlie and his girlfriend are separated by work.

Requested: Sort of. The lovely and talented @dream-a-little-bigger-x got this request. Charlie x reader where the reader is on a tv show like ahs or something that’s not necessarily “kid friendly”. But as she’s not taking them atm, I decided to swipe this one. I hope the anon who requested it doesn’t mind.

TW: Swearing, alluding to sexual intercourse. That’s it I think. If I miss anything, message me so I can edit.

Author’s notes: I’m baccccckkkk. This was my way of getting back into writing reader fic. It’s been a while, and I hope y’all haven’t forgotten me. Also, while I’ve seen Tiny Pretty Things, I know nothing about the cast, so anything I’ve written, is completely made up.

Being back at home in my parent’s home was both reassuring and strange all at the same time. I’d been living in L.A. for almost two years, hundreds of miles away from home. While I missed my family like crazy, I loved being out in the world, being independent, and chasing my dreams.

However, rejection after rejection after rejection were beginning to weigh heavy on me and I had been starting to regret making the move. I’d been considering heading back home and teaching dance to kids. Then, I met Charlie through a mutual friend.

From the moment I met him, there was something that drew me to him; it wasn’t particularly hard. He was charismatic, funny, and crazy talented. The good looks were an added bonus. From that first meeting, we’d been inseparable and after six months, I gave up my apartment and moved in with Charlie and his friends.

We both booked jobs on upcoming TV shows within a week of one another, and we’d celebrated the news hard. A week of partying with your friends had wrecked the apartment, but it had totally been worth it. The main difference between our shows were the target audience. His, Julie and the Phantoms was aimed at a younger demographic to mine, Tiny Pretty Things. I was just glad to be using my ballet background as well as my acting abilities. He was also playing a main character, while I was to be in the background.

I was jolted from my memories by my phone ringing, Charlie’s face filling the screen. With a smile, I answered the facetime call.

“Hey, you.”

“Hey, babe. I miss you.” Charlie was still in L.A., but he was at a boot camp thing that the legendary Kenny Ortega was running.

“I miss you too. How’s it going?” in answer to my question, he held up his hand. I could see band aids wrapped around his fingers. “What did you do?”

“It’s nothing. Guitar war wounds.”

“Poor baby.” I snarked, grinning at the mock upset look on his face. “Oh please. You’re loving every minute.”

“Babe, I really am.” His grin was wide. “When do you fly out to Toronto?”

“Not for another three weeks. I’m back in L.A. the day after tomorrow though. Will I get to see you?”

“I don’t know. I’m not sure if we get any time off before we head up to Vancouver for filming.”

I couldn’t help the groan that escaped me. I hadn’t seen him for over two weeks, and I was going insane. It was one of the reasons behind my trip to see my family. They were enough to distract me, at least until I climbed into my childhood bed, the bed that only held me at night. That was when I missed him the most.

“That sucks.” I felt the lump in my throat, an indication I was close to tears.

“I know, babe. I know. I’m gonna try and get back, even if it’s just one night.”

“Please do.” I missed him, missed waking up next to him, missed just goofing around and hanging out with him. He was the man I loved, and I hated us being apart.

:: ::

I’d been in Toronto for almost six weeks. A month and a half had passed since I last saw Charlie, and it was killing me. It wasn’t as if I was alone, far from it. I may not have been playing a main character, but the entire cast of Tiny Pretty Things were close, even those of us in the background. We’d all been put through our dancing paces until we were exhausted – that had a habit of bringing people together.

Charlie and I spoke most days, if we could, and when we did, we were often interrupted by cast mates. Through our facetime calls I became friends with Jeremy, Owen, and Madison, and he became friends with the girls I was rooming with, and Brendan who played Shane. He and I had been partnered up during rehearsals and had become close. It didn’t bother him I wasn’t a main character and he was.

I had a rare night off while the main cast were working hard on some night scenes, so I was able to kick back in my room and relax. And I made the most of it. While a hot bath was running, I connected my phone up to my speaker and hit play on a relaxing playlist Charlie had made for me before we’d had to say our goodbyes and fly to opposite end of Canada.

I’d just sank into the steaming water, bubbles up to my chin when my phone rang. Reaching over, I managed to pick it up, and saw Charlie’s face on the screen. Quickly swiping, I answered the call, despite wanting to stare at the photo I’d taken almost a year ago when we’d gone camping.

“Well, if I’d have known you were in the tub, I would have called sooner.” He grinned as he spoke, making me roll my eyes.

“Charles Gillespie, you’re a damn perv.” I attempted to scold him as he pretended to try and look around the screen to see if he could see anything. Joke was on him, the bubbles came up to my neck.

“Only for you.” I laughed at the corny line. “Hey, why are you in the bath anyways?”

“Because I ache like a motherfucker and I don’t have any night shoots tonight. So, a hot bath is in order. I’ve been dancing almost non-stop for ten hours a day for six weeks. I never did this much when I was with the company.” I knew I was whining; knew I sounded like a petulant child, but I needed to get it off my chest. All of us in the cast moaned to one another, but it wasn’t the same as venting to my boyfriend, no matter how much I loved my job.

“I’m sorry, babe. If I could take the aches away, I would.” I knew he would too.

“I know. Ignore me, I shouldn’t be putting this on you. How’s your set?”

We chatted for almost an hour, Charlie making me laugh about his previous night’s filming eating what he said felt like hundreds of cold hot dogs, making me laugh so much, my stomach was starting to hurt when I climbed out of the bath – much to his enjoyment – and wrapped myself up in a large, soft towel. We carried on talking as I made my way into my room and got myself ready for bed.

“Look, I gotta go. But I’ll call you tomorrow?”

“Yeah.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” I couldn’t help but sigh when the call ended, and as I snuggled up in bed, wearing one of his t-shirts, I also couldn’t help crying. It was the longest we’d been apart in over six months, and even though I was loving my job, it hurt how much I missed him.

:: ::

When I walked onto set the following day, it felt as if everyone was acting a little shifty. No one seemed to look at me directly and whenever I initiated a conversation, they either found something else to do, or the director made us begin working.

“Hey, we’re all going out for dinner and karaoke tonight. Make sure you look pretty.” Brendan whispered in my ear as we got into position in the ballet class, ready for our scene.

“Uh, okay. Sure.” He gave me a smile before walking away.

We’d all be out a few times during filming and the rehearsals we’d had before, but this was the first I’d heard about plans for tonight. Rolling my neck and stretching my arms, I put it out of my mind as I followed the instructions of the director as the scene began around me.

By the end of the day, I was yet again exhausted, and the last thing I wanted to do was go out. But, as I packed up my gear, putting my comfiest shoes on, Brendan came over.

“Don’t forget we’re going out. We’re all meeting up in about an hour. Make yourself pretty.”

“Can I give it a miss? I’m ready to have a shower and crawl into bed.” He knew how I was feeling, I could see it etched onto his face too.

“Not tonight, sweetheart. Attendance is mandatory for all.” He flashed me a wide smile before spinning away from me, no doubt off to get ready.

When I got back to the apartment I was sharing with a couple of the other female background cast, they were almost ready. The three of them ushered me into the bathroom to shower, telling me to find a nice dress.

The shower did reinvigorate me, and by the time I was dressed and applying my make-up, I was feeling much better, and was even looking forward to some great food and a good night. There were no shoots the next day, so we were able to let our hair down for the night.

When we all met up, the atmosphere was electric. We’d all worked so hard, and were more than ready for a night of not having to worry about getting up early or having to be in hair and make-up at the crack of dawn.

“Ready for a great night?” Brendan asked, linking arms with me as our huge group began to walk to a restaurant nearby we’d all been to on more than one occasion.

“I am actually. Thanks for making me come.”

“No worries, sweetheart.” He placed a kiss on the top of my head before turning to talk to the two guys behind us.

:: ::

Moving from the restaurant after dinner, we all made our way to a club where all of us were able to let go. I got myself a drink from the bar, and stood on the edge of the dance floor, watching my cast mates and friends having the time of their life, showing off their dancing skills. Laughing, I finished my drink, I put my empty glass down and joined them, losing myself in the deep bass. Brendan was in the center, lapping up the attention in a way only he could. He and Barton, who played Oren in the show, were busting out one of their routines from the show and had attracted a hell of a crowd.

As everyone whooped and hollered, I moved away, needing to head to the bathroom. I pulled my phone out of my purse to check if I’d missed any messages or calls from Charlie, but my screen was blank beyond a photo of the two of us. Disappointment flooded me as I shoved the phone back into my purse. Just as I zipped it up, I crashed into someone, strong hands grabbing my waist to stop me falling over.

Thinking my mind was playing tricks on me as my senses were invaded by the aroma of Charlie, the aroma I knew as well as my own. I looked up to find my boyfriend smiling down at me.

“What… how… huh?”

“Surprise, by airplane, Brendan organized it. Hew knew you were missing me as much as I missed you, So Kenny gave me a couple days off while Madi does some scenes with Jadah.”

“You’re really here?” I still wasn’t sure I was hallucinating.

“I’m really here, until tomorrow afternoon.”

With a squeal, I flung my arms around his neck, and kissed him. The evening suddenly got one hundred percent better.

:: ::

Waking up wrapped up in Charlie’s arms was the best thing. I’d missed it so much, and I knew I was going to struggle when he had to leave again, but I felt so happy being with him.

After he’d surprised me at the club, we’d mingled with my friends for a while before slinking away, going back to the apartment and making the most of the quiet as we got reacquainted with one another, multiple times, all night. So much so that when I managed to untangle myself from Charlie’s arms and legs to go to the bathroom, I ached in a completely different way I had been from work.

Once I was finished in the bathroom, I swiped my phone off the counter in the kitchen and sent a text to Brendan.

Thank you. I owe you one.

Once it had sent, I set the phone down and crawled back into bed with Charlie, making the most of having him with me. Especially naked.

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szivtalan · 4 years

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8) Your looks (add a picture or describe yourself)

Average height, bordering on short. Broad shoulders, thick arms and thighs, square face, slightly projecting ears (one pierced, one with a stretched lobe), bushy arched brows, thick square glasses, faded dark red hair, dark brown eyes, butt chin. I look pale and perpetually sleep deprived.

9) What do you/did you study?

I was in a teacher’s training program for English and Hungarian language and literature, and I’m planning to go back to school to study sociology!

16) What do you look for in a SO?

Consciously: understanding, fun, sweet, kind and accepting. Unconsciously: somewhat broken and in dire need of emotional help which I’m desperate to provide lmao.

19) Do you prefer serious and meaningful relationships or casual dating/one night stands?

Eh, u know, it depends? I don’t think I’m fit for a serious relationship right now, so I’d prefer casual stuff atm, but on the long run I do want a partner to share my life with.

20) What are your deal breakers?

Really obnoxious people, ignorance and bigotry I guess. And I’m not keen on someone pushing or disrespecting my boundaries, either.

21) How was your day?

It was good!! My bro, his girlfriend and my friend tagged along to get our (me and my soon-to-be sis-in-law’s) ears pierced, and then my friend and I got a loot of food. I didn’t exactly feel good enough abt myself to be comfortable outside, but I got a lot of random kindness and that was Nice.

22) Favourite food & drink

Food: teriyaki chicken and seafood pasta, drink: ginger ale and iced coffee

23) What position do you sleep in?

I sleep half-curled up on my side, but I need to toss and turn a little until I find The Best Position.

25) Your fears

The dark, needles, rabbits (I don’t even know, dude), the fact that I’ll die without having made an impact on the world, being spoken about behind my back, being a bad influence on my friends.

28) Any pets?

Not right now! I used to have two rottweilers around the house growing up, but they both passed away sadly.

29) What are your hobbies?

Writing, sketching, basketball, getting on people’s nerves, researching typology, watchin movies idk?

31) What was your last awkward situation?

Asjhdh the ticket control guy told me to “Have a safe trip” and I said “You too!”. This rarely happens to me tho

32) What is your last regret?

Not holding my friend’s hand on public transport. It was…right…there….and she already told me she’s more than comfortable with physical touch! I’m a fool! Everyone thinks I hate touching but I don’t! I’m just shy!

34) Do you believe in astrological stuff? (Zodiac, tarot, etc.)

Ehh. Kind of? As for believing, I believe more in ghosts, but I do see some patterns in different signs. I just try not to let it affect the way I see/interact with a person, because no one deserves to be prejudiced for whatever reason, especially not their date of birth. Tarot is just fun, and the cards r cool

35) Have any quirks?

I bite the skin on my fingers, scratch my acne, make my knees jump… most of it is just regular anxiety stuff tho so idk?? I do think I’m quirky, but there’s just too much weird stuff to list ‘em.

36) Your pet peeves

Cig/booze stink on a person, customers being rude, bigotry, interrupting other people… There’s quite some things that annoy me asjdgd

40) Last 5 things from your search history

Boku No Hero Academia, Hawks, duck emoji, Grumman fma, How To Train Your Dragon

41) What’s your device backgrounds?

My phone lockscreen rn is a beautiful KagaKuro fanart of them standing in the rain in yukatas, Kagami looming over Kuroko and shielding him from the rain and Kuroko reaching up to stroke his face; my phone background is an art of they/them pronouns tattooed on someone’s knuckles, their posture unsure; my laptop background is a screenshot from the movie Déva, of blue skies and a street lamp.

42) What do you daydream about?

…cu..cuddling,,my…crush……..

44) What's your religion/Your thought about religion

Short version: barf

Long version: I was raised catholic (even tho I was never baptized), and attended catholic school for 8 years which gave me a really warped idea of Christianity, Which made me a cynic & an agnostic or atheist by proxy. I harshly criticize the catholic church and faith but sometimes… when I do feel hopeless I get down on my knees and pray, so I guess if I let myself find my own faith I’d be a believer. But right now, I’m good just existing in my nihilistic bubble

45) Your personality type

Needy imeanwhat. In a typological sense, I’m an INFP in Myers-Briggs, 4 core 5 wing in Enneagram, melancholic or sanguine in the temperaments, et cetera. Basically I’m a sad daydreamer with unresolved issues and a need to do Art

47) Are you happy with your current life?

Nah bro. I like my friends and my workplace but I’d like to move out of home ASAP. I’d also… like to get therapy before I go and put myself out there.

48) Some things you've tried in your life

Playing the guitar, hostess work, weed, cigarettes, being blackout drunk, smoking from a hookah, cooking, football, handball, basketball, volleyball, cycling, sailing, driving, hitchhiking long distances, folk dancing, one-night stands, long-distance relationships, helping people in need…

50) Favourite colour to wear?

Olive green, midnight/navy blue, white, grey and black.

53) If you could change/add something to your appearance - impossible or not - what would it be?

I’d… like to know how it would feel if I had a flat chest and a penis? I also want bigger Guns, and Abs, some more tattoos and maybe an eyebrow piercing.

55) Do you get complimented often?

I think so? I usually brush off compliments uhhh but yeah maybe! Maybe idk

58) Songs you're currently obsessed with?

My friend’s playlist reminded me that ‘Phenomenon’ by Thousand Foot Krutch exists. I’m also really into ‘San Francisco’ by The Mowgli’s atm and ‘Golden Time Lover’ by Sukima Switch!

59) Song you normally wouldn't admit you like.

I mean, it’s not like it’s cringe or anything, I hate cringe culture BUT. I do have Ariana Grande’s ‘Side to Side’ stuck in my head rn

64) Can you sing or play any instruments?

I can sing pretty badly, play a bad tune on my guitar, drum on the edge of my table, so- Nah not really asdh

65) Do you like karaoke?

YES VERY MUCH I live and die for karaoke, last time I did it in front of an audience we sung the Shaman King opening at an anime con with friends, it was Rad

70) Your fictional crush/es

AH NO FUN Kagami’s my number one,,, let’s see then: Aomine, Roy Mustang, Kise, Mikoto Suoh, Hotch & Reid from Criminal Minds, Yagami Light, Jaime Lannister and Brienne from GoT, Rustin Cohle from True Detective, Shizuo Heiwajima from Durarara!!!, why is this list full of men I didn’t think I liked men this much

71) Which fictional character is you?

Eddie Brock from Venom I mean? He’s a whole ass mess.

79) How much time do you spend on the internet?

Yike. More than I’d be proud of.

86) Would you use death note, if you had one?

No way dude. I don’t fuck with that shit, karma would fuck me right back.

87) What changes would you make in the world, no matter how impossible, if you had the power to?

I’d eliminate money and power and just make it a huge peaceful hippie community or something idk

90) What would you want to happen to you after your death?

Donate me to a medical school I don’t care. Make use of me! I’m gonna be dead, I won’t have any more feelings left to be hurt or anything asdghdsg

91) If you had to change your name, what would be your pick?

I’ve had a name in mind that I tried out once, but it didn’t really work out for me after all. I’m fine with Vee and Vic rn. Anything that isn’t my given name. I do want to change my surname to my mother’s, but if I do that I also want to give myself a different first name, and since That isn’t figured out yet, I’m just?? Call me whatever dude

94) Write 3 things about yourself - only one of them must be true

Ugh, I’m bad at these. 1) I have plenty of moles. 2) My eyesight is pretty good. 3) I’ve broken some bones before.

95) Cold or hot?

Cold in beverage, hot in weather.

96) Be a hero or be a villain?

Being a villain is way too much fun, but I have too strong of a conscience to pull that off, so… hero, I guess.

97) Sing everything you want to say or rhyme?

Asjhdf singing is funnier and more annoying, since I Cannot Sing

98) Shapeshifting or controlling time?

Dude I’m non-binary. Shapeshifting for Sure

99) Be immortal or be immune to everything aside from natural death?

Aight I’ll give in – I agree to immortality Just This Once.

#this was LONG as FUK #ask and i shall answer #i kindly skipped those i've already answered ^^'#thank u buddy!!!#meiyanaalexia #i didn't think i'd get too real with this but here i am

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am-going-back-to-505 · 4 years

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I was tagged by @murobrown thank you so much sweety! ♥

1: What are you wearing? Loose black pants with zebras and T-shirt with Freddie Mercury (it’s his birthday today btw)

2: Ever been in love? Yeah, but always unhappily

3: Ever had a terrible breakup? No and that’s probably one of a few advantages of never being in any relationship

4: How tall are you? 159 cm

5: How much do you weigh? I’m permanently underweight

6: Any tattoos do you want? Too many! I already have Totoro on my back

7: Any piercings that you want? No

8: OTP? *googling what OTP means*

9: Favorite show? Peaky Blinders, still

10: Favorite band? I’ll shock you all, I know, but it’s Arctic Monkeys. I also love Queen, Franz Ferdinand, The White Stripes and George Ezra

11: Something you miss? Not having to make any important decisions in your life

12: Favorite song? Better in Hoboken by Franz Ferdinand atm

13: How old are you? 24

14: Zodiac sign? Taurus

15: Hair color? Different every month tbh. Now it’s some kind of blueish

16: Favorite quote? Shared joy is a double joy; shared sorrow is half sorrow

17: Favorite singer? Too many! Alex Turner, George Ezra, Alex Kapranos, Miles Kane...

18: Favorite color? Can’t pick one!

19: Loud music or soft? Loud!

20: Where do you go when you’re sad? By the river near my house

21: How long does it take you to shower? 10-15 minutes, I really try to save water

22: How long does it take you to get ready in the morning? 20 minutes

23: Ever been in a physical fight? No, luckily, I would certainly lose

24: Turn on? Playing an instrument (preferably guitar or drums), singing, good music taste, kindness, tenderness, glasses, curly hair, when somebody makes me laugh

25: Turn off? lack of inteligence, being rude

26: The reason I joined Tumblr? I wanted to reblog pretty pictures. Now look at the mess it made me make.

27: Fears? Most of the things haha. Every adult stuff: making decisions, chenges, taking responsibility, taxes etc. Also hospitals, spiders, loneliness

28: Last thing that made you cry? Looking for a job

29: Last time you cried? Two days ago

30: Meaning behind your url? No need to explain I think

31: Last book you read? Currently reading The Universe Versus Alex Woods by Gavin Extence, I really recommend it btw

32: Last song you listened to? Now I’m listening to Lazaretto by Jack White

33: Last show you watched? The Office

34: Last person you talked to? My mom

35: The relationship between you and the person you last texted? My friend from primary and secondary school, we know each other like 14 yeras

36: Favorite food? Pierogi probably

37: Place you want to visit? I want to go anywhere out of Poland right now

38: Last place you were? I visited one of those old castles in my region

39: Do you have a crush? Luckily not

40: Last time you kissed someone? Never kissed anyone

41: Last time you were insulted and what was it? I bet she didn’t want to insult me, yet it happened. The shop assistant was probably trying to be nice and start a conversation with me and she asked me “So, are you after school?”. And I said like “yeah, I just finished studies”. It wasn’t rude or anything, I just hate when people treat me like I’m a child because I look like I’m 12.

42: What color underwear are you wearing? Grey and pink

43: What color shirt are you wearing? White

44: What color bottoms are you wearing? Black

45: Wearing any bracelets? No, I don’t really wear them

46: Last sport you played? I used to play table tennis, archery but I really suck at doing sports

47: Last song you sang? Outsiders by Franz Ferdinand

48: Last prank call you remember doing? I was calling my religion teacher and trying to encourage har to join my sect (I was a stupid kid)

49: Last time you hung out with anyone? I went grocery shopping with my mom xD

50: Favorite movie? I don’t watch movies that often

Thank you so much! Not tagging anyone but feel tree to do it, it’s fun!

#tag game #thank you for tagging me

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ningyotsu · 4 years

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 & 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄; 𝘔𝘶𝘯 & 𝘔𝘶𝘴𝘦 - 𝘔𝘦𝘮𝘦.

fill out & repost ♥ This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm.

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐈𝐒: canon / OC / au / canon-divergent / fandomless /

Is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK

Is your character considered strong in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK.

Are they underrated? YES / NO / IDK

Were they relevant for the main story? YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main character? YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world? YES / NO.

How’s their reputation? GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL.

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖 ‘ 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 ’ ? — I DO MY BEST. IT’S NOT EASY. IT’S REALLY NOT EASY. THERE’S TOO MANY INCONSISTENCIES. NASU WHY.

𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄! 𝐀𝐤𝐚 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐬. — I literally have no idea where to begin even describing Touko, because I’m just (waves hands around and flails them)!!! So to say, she’s one of the most powerful mages within the Nasuverse who literally can’t die even if she’s killed (sorry Shirou), has attained the highest ranking title in the Mages’ Association at a very young age (second youngest at 20, the record having been toppled by Kurogiri Satsuki), owns sports cars and a private jet/helicopter in her garage, can do literally anything and everything......if you can’t tell i really don’t know where to start she just popped out of absolutely nowhere and she has no chill whatsoever ;-;

𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄, 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 (𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤?). — Mostly, it’s the confusion form canon’s side; is she nigh powerful, or is she not? Has she reached the color Red, or is she Orange? (inconsistencies with Alba’s and Francesca’s statements: Alba said she achieved Red, Francesca said she achieved Orange) Is Azaka more powerful than her, or has she achieved the Third Magic and is secretly the Third Magician? Material suggests that she’s not, but there are other works that show numerous people fearing the mere mention of her name, showcasing her boundless genius (revolutionizing modern Runecraft, reaching the pinnacle of magic, toppling the Rail Zeppelin, etc.)....Personality-wise, she’s not the best; I still can’t wrap my head around her personality switches with her glasses (on, and she’s the nicest person in the world, off and she’s meaner than Mean Girls), and even in the movies, it really doesn’t show much difference because she had her off-glasses personality on.....when she was wearing her glasses in the first place.

She also doesn’t know the meaning of moderation and she’s an overall jerk; just from a nickname, she killed someone at least 30 times before her younger sister had to intervene, killed a batchmate for the same reason, killed her younger sister’s friend as innocent battle collateral....oh, I could go on and on......but overall, she’s very, very inconsistent; unnecessarily extra. She’s like Rin but worse. It’s a headache keeping up with her.

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄? — my first thought was bc she’s hot - JKJKJK

Seriously speaking, Touko’s very concept struck out to me as the most interesting among most media that deals with magic and special abilities (e.g. the mahou shoujo genre, Fate, etc.); Honda Takako (Touko’s seiyuu from the KnK movies) was known and said to ‘keep an otherwise extraordinary character grounded’, and I can’t agree more. Touko’s an incredibly overpowered individual who could very well be the most special snowflake in any media like the rest of the lot, but she portrays herself as the most modern lady around - she has an office job, dresses in button-up shirts and slacks, talks about every-day life and her past in a way that ordinary people can relate to (’rocket/push-up pencils’) and so on. The sense of normalcy to the point where she seems to be the most normal person (asides from Mikiya) around in comparison to her employees (not even Azaka can be seen as remotely normal) show that there’s a lot more to life than just being endowed with extraordinary things, because there’s a beauty in being simply ordinary.

come El-Melloi II and she’s not that normal no more my god woman make up your mind

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆? — i actually have boundless inspiration for her; she’s just that flexible to write omg....one time she can be serious and philosophical and another i can have her meme around as if she’s perpetually immature

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice? YES / NO / IDK

Do you frequently write headcanons? YES / NO.

Do you sometimes write drabbles? YES / NO.

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day? YES / NO.

Are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO.

Are you confident in your writing? YES / NO.

Are you a sensitive person? YES / NO.

𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐒𝐌 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐋 — I would very much like constructive criticism about Touko, simply because it’s such a headache deciding who on earth she actually is ;;; but so far, I’ve never gotten anything of the sort!

𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒, 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐏 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑? — PLS ASK ME QUESTIONS ABOUT HER PLS MAKE ME WONDER AND THINK ABOUT THIS MESS OF A WOMAN

𝐈𝐅 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒, 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐇𝐘? — Mm! It’d be appreciated if the reason comes along with it automatically though; something like ‘oh, I disagree because (insert reason here)’ would be pretty good!

𝐈𝐅 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐋, 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓 ? — It’s okay, because to each to their own portrayal!

𝐈𝐅 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓 ? — IC, it’s okay. OOC, it’s also okay, but please, don’t make it a groundless reason to send anon hate or anything like that ;;; Technically, even if anon hate is sent, I’d most likely just ignore it pff

𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐒 ? — Perfectly okay with it, although I’ve never been corrected on my grammar before....English is my first language, so I hope to not flop on it unless I’m drunk or sleepy.....

𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐌𝐔𝐍 ? — i’m potete.

𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵, 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵!

tagged by stolen from @noircisaint!!! tagging. STEAL IT FROM MY COLD DEAD HANDS

#THAT ORANGE GB COLOUR (memes)#NEW UNIVERSE WHO DIS (ooc)

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jazzfordshire · 5 years

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2018 Fic-Writing Roundup

I was tagged by @whythinktoomuch and @bossbeth, and I’ve really only been writing since mid-December of 2017 so this year has been like, 95% of my writing experience - this is a cool way to see my progress in a year!

Total 2018 Word Count: 319,786

Total 2018 Hits: 516,827

Other 2018 AO3 Stats: Kudos (39,857), Comment Threads (3050), Bookmarks (7564), Subscriptions (1608).

Links & Titles to 2018 Works:

your sunday best (looks best on my floor): Second fic in my Wardrobe Thirst series - Kara wears suits and Lena gets increasingly thirsty.

i have to confess (you look so good in that dress): Wardrobe Thirst part 3 - the first off-the-shoulders dress. Kara bends Lena over her desk at Catco.

when I think about you (well, you know the rest): Lena figures out that Kara is Supergirl while she’s masturbating in the bathtub - Kara accidentally sends a Snapchat video while she’s jacking off. They’re both messes who finally come together at the end (hehehe)

all dressed up (but only for you): Wardrobe Thirst part 4 - the Edge gala dress. Lena is a lil exhibitionist

touch me (tell me what you want me to do): Wardrobe thirst part 5 - this one is less about clothes and more about Kara seeing a princess plug in Lena’s drawer and being CONSUMED WITH CURIOSITY

lost and (almost) found: Kara and Lena hook up in a club, and a few months later Kara moves in next door. Lena doesn’t remember Kara because of the glasses and ponytail. They fall in love.

these feelings I can’t fight: MY VIRTUE/MOIR INSPIRED SKATING AU!

Making It Count: One-shots in the universe of my Titanic AU.

it feels like the first time: Lena has never had an orgasm. Kara teaches her how good sex can be. Based on this tumblr post

of piercings and x-ray vision: One by one, Kara discovers Lena’s hidden piercings and tattoos. She becomes obsessed. Lena is perfectly happy with that.

sky rockets in flight (afternoon delight): The thesis of this was basically ‘Sex at the DEO’

two heroes are better than one: Two Karas. Two straps. One set of Sango drawings as inspiration. The recipe for a perfect sandwich

love the player (hate the game): My Polo AU, based on those pictures of Katie looking like a snack at the polo game this summer.

lena luthor vs. the outdoors: Kara convinces Lena to go camping. They confess their secret feelings and have sweaty tent sex.

Lena and the Worldkillers: My magnum opus. I swear to god, I WILL UPDATE SOON. Lena, Sam, Alex, and Kara are in a gay band together and none of them can keep it in their pants (or their hearts)

she loves control (sometimes): Lena has a stressful day at work, and Kara helps her vent the pressure. Fisting is involved.

the best kind of apology: Coming-out angst, and then total, unrepentant smut. Go read the tags for a description, but it’s likely the filthiest and yet the softest thing I’ve posted all year.

i keep my distance (but you still catch my eye): My Christmas/Hanukkah AU based on The Holiday!

Favorite Fic: My favourite plot-driven fic is probably my skating AU? It was the most fun to write, and I still have SO many feelings about Lena as a repressed figure skater. My favourite pure-smut fic is touch me (tell me what you want me to do).

Hardest Fic: Lena and the Worldkillers is absolutely killing me atm. This coming chapter is the angst-heavy bit just before the happy ending, and I am 1. bad at writing angst and 2. ALSO JUST REALLY DISLIKE WRITING IT BECAUSE IT MAKES ME SAD so it’s coming out at a snail’s pace.

Do you plan on taking prompts in 2019? I never PLAN on taking prompts. People throw them at me and a few of them stick unintentionally, even when I have 50 unfinished WIPs and 100 fic ideas.

What was the best thing about 2018? THE FRIENDS WE MADE ALONG THE WAY

But actually, interacting with people I had looked up to for so long and being considered sort of an equal? It still absolutely blows my mind that anyone wants to read what I write, let alone people who I consider to be my favourite authors and creators. It’s been amazing exchanging ideas and becoming part of the weird little community here.

What was the worst thing about 2018? TUMBLR KNEECAPPING SANGO TAKES THE CAKE, approximately 25% of my inspiration came from her art and it’s a loss of international proportions

Any last thoughts for 2018? Holy shit, i wrote almost 2 Goblet of Fire’s worth of the same two idiots falling in love????? WHERE DID IT ALL COME FROM

Goals for 2019:

Finish! Worldkillers!!!

Finish and post the Chef AU that I’ve had planned since literally a year ago

Get the Practical Magic AU done before next Halloween

Finish the teachers AU and set Cassie free from her torment in waiting for it

Basically, clear out everything that is currently in my WIP folder, and bring in a batch of new ones from my Ideas list

Keep on growin’!

Everyone I would tag has already been tagged, so just go ahead and do it if you want to! Anyone who sees this, consider yourself tagged

#writing tag #my god i wrote a lot

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id-rather-be-an-outsider · 5 years

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tagged by @lucypcvensie uwu thanks for putting up with my weirdo self ily <3

How tall are you? 5′2

What color and style is your hair? lots of people say my hair’s a light brown, but hair stylists say it’s a dark blonde so I’ll trust their judgement // my hair’s curly

What color are your eyes? blue (with these little flecks of gold right around the irises, you can only see them if you look real close)

Do you wear glasses? I have glasses, don’t necessarily wear them all the time

Do you wear braces? I used to, but I developed root resorption and had to get them off early (spring of 2017) so now none of my teeth toouch except for in the very back :( makes it really hard to eat samiches (yes that’s how I like to spell sandwiches fight me)

What’s your fashion sense? so I don’t count most days as my fashion sense bc I wear athleisure ish allllllll the time out of laziness, but when I do make an effort I have two ends of things bc I’m androgynous. so on a day when I’m feeling more masculine you’re gonna see me in a sporty-type-look (spandex, just barely sagging joggers, a graphic tee, my gold chain and jordans, I usually pull my hair into a ponytail and lay my edges), but on a day when I feel more feminine you’re gonna see me in some tried-and-true type of clothes (cute shirt, leggings, heels, jewelry, makeup did, hair down and [hopefully] acting right), but on a day when I’m feeling in-between I’ll try to experiment or be “edgy” (basically mixing and matching or trying something I saw a celebrity do and thought was cute). regardless of any style I’m in, though, you’re always gonna see me with my nails done, whether that means I got acrylics on or that I painted them myself... just know. that’s how we do. and by we I mean me.

Full name? I won’t share my last name, but Eden Amaris (fun fact: amaris can be pronounced two ways!) Is my first and middle

When were you born? December 18, 1999

Where are you from and where do you live now? was born in Federal Way, WA but I consider myself to be from Tacoma, WA as I’ve spent all of my most important years there (early childhood + hs + uni). I now live in Tacoma.

What school do you go to? University of Washington

What kind of student are you? a fucking mess I’m quiet at first, but once I’m comfortable I’m rly talkative and answer so many questions that my teachers will literally stop calling on me unless if there’s no one else lmaooo, I’ve also had several classmates and teachers tell me I should be a teacher and surprise, surprise, I do want to be a teacher for some time

Do you like school? f-f-f-FUCK YEA I LIKE SCHOOL how is that even a question??? to take it down a couple notches, yes, I love school, whether it’s for sports or for learning, I’m always excited to come to school everyday wow what a frickin nerd amirite, frickin loser

Favorite subject? depends on my professor. at this point, I highkey hate all of my classes rn bc I don’t feel like I’m learning anything. that miiight also have something to do with depression and anxiety though so idk what to tell ya man

Favorite tv shows? not a super TV person, but I’m a thot for Steven Universe

Favorite movie? I love tf out of movies, my all time would have to be Dawn of the Planet of the Apes (I just pretend that WftPotA didn’t happen atm bc I hate sm of what happened in it), but in the last few days I’ve watched War Horse (I cried like a bitch lemme tell ya), Secretariat (didn’t cry like a bitch but got teary-eyed) and 42 (I did cry at certain parts but it’s kinda uplifting so ya know, wasn’t super sad) and they were all lovely so if you haven’t seen them yet, go watch them! They’re all free on Netflix

Favorite book? When I was little it was this book called Junket (that thing is older than my grandparents, good lordte), I think some of my favorites rn tho are Heartless by Marissa Meyer and Tales from the Perilous Realm by J.R.R. Tolkien

Favorite past time? a couple months ago you would’ve thought it was crying from how much I did that, but tbh it’s probably drawing, writing, reading, watching movies, listening to music, sewing, spending time/going on adventures with my friends and helping my friends with their lives. I KNOW THAT’S EVERYTHING BUT I CAN’T HELP IT REEEE my most favorite past time atm is helping my friend Charlie clean and organize his room and designing things for his business, also spending time with my favorite little niecey-poo in the WHOLE WORLD OMGOODNESS HERE IS A PICTURE OF HER BEAUTIFUL SELF I LOVE HER SM SHE IS THE SWEETEST MOST CUTEST AND FUNNIEST AND SMARTEST WITTO GIRL EVER AND I LOVE HER <3

Do you have regrets? boy oh boy, do I: taking so long to forgive my abuser (thx for destroying my childhood @ my biological father), procrastinating, not having enough self-love/worth/confidence, being complacent with so many of the friends I used to have, focusing so much on socializing in hs rather than my sports and my schoolwork, being so afraid to just be myself bc I knew most people don’t want to be friends with a weirdo, the list goes on, all I can do now is move past it though so... ohwell.

Dream job? oh SIS get ready for this: sooo I want to own my own business, known as LEAD Revitalization (L for Love, E for Equity, A for Advocacy, D for Diplomacy - these are the core values of my business), which aims to help revitalize underdeveloped and underserved ethnic communities in the US and around the world and fight against gentrification through implementing art of all mediums in or near historic locations in that community that is representative of the demographic living there (so if the area is a primarily black neighborhood, you’re gonna see art depicting black history and culture, and if the area is primarily Asian you’d see Asian history and culture). I won’t get too into it just bc that would make this post way too long, but if anyone’s interested or wants to hear more you can bml ;) like literally bc I’m passionate af about it so I will talk your head off for days on end if given the chance

Would you ever like to be married? yes

Would you like kids? yes

How many? two or three of my own (I’m hoping for a girl and a boy) just so I can have the experience of having kids, but once they’re grown and out of the house I would like to adopt more if I have the resources to. my cousin’s adopted, so like, idk. I think that if you can adopt a kid, you should, bc there’s so many of them just stuck in the foster system and that’s complete bs

Do you like shopping? yes but I usually don’t like getting myself things (unless if we’re talking groceries or something I actually need), I love to buy things for other ppl tho if I can

What countries have you visited? canada for like 3 days technically, I just went to Mt. Whistler for spring snowboarding (that shit hurted) with my aunt bc she paid for the whole thing and my passport

Scariest nightmare you have ever had? TRIGGER WARNING: DOMESTIC AND SEXUAL VIOLENCE - I had a nightmare awhile ago that this guy I used to be involved with raped me, I also used to have recurring nightmares after I stopped going to my biological father’s house for visitation where he would come searching for me trying to kill me and my older brother (he’s tried to kill me 3+ times sooo... it makes sense). so like. fun.

Any enemies? S A T A N and myself, or.... my brain, I guess. idk.

Self-doubt? you betcha

Any significant other? kinda? I’m currently fwb with my ex and still have feelings for him (oopsies), we split bc he was going through shit and needed to figure himself out, I’ve been close to him for a phat minute so I’m not really trippin about it. I also have crushes on other people, but nothing’s presented itself as something worth pursuing yet so. yakno.

Do you believe in miracles? lmao I would fuckin hope so, the very fact that I’m alive rn is a gd miracle so yea

How are you? I am so-so. If we’re just talking about today, I’m prolly fine, but if we’re talking long term, I’ve been going through it. I’m just trying to figure myself out atm, and it’s rough, but I’ll probably get there. My friends think I will, at least.

i tag: @crookedly-rainy @secretpatrolpiespy hi I don’t have any other friends on Tumblr so I tagged my friends from Amino Y E E T

#tag game #outsider rambles

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tae-pollux · 5 years

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House of Cards: Sacrificial Lamb 1

Description: BTS Vampire AU, OT7, Rated M Note: Credit to Pastelcreepshow for writing the chase scene, being my Guinea Pig and editor. My friend Aki is too, but she doesn’t have a page atm. I’ll credit her later lmao.

{Chapter One}

“Another one please..” The words slurred from your lips, almost out of habit at this point. Am I drinking because I want to at this point? Or just because it feels right? You thought to yourself.

You were currently in the process of forgetting about your- now- ex. You give him three years of your life just for the son-of-a-bitch to not just cheat on you, but to turn psycho when you caught him and called him out on it. It's been a few weeks since then, but the hole in your chest didn't register time. The bartender eyed you, clearly wondering if he should even cough up another glass of hard liquor dressed pretty and labeled under a innuendo name. You couldn't even remember what you were drinking..

He hesitated like he was going to say it was time to call you a cab. That is, until a gentle voice cut through the harsh blaring EDM blasting through the club. “One more for the lady, please? Then I will happily take her home.” The voice sounded like angel bells dancing in your ears.. Or was that ear damage from the club music?

You glanced up at the stranger who just bought you a drink and was now leaning on the counter beside you. Resting on his forearms, one hand propping his head up on his hand as he eyed you with a small smirk playing at the corners of his lips. You couldn't decide if his eyes were half lidded naturally, or if he was seriously giving you bedroom eyes right now, but at the moment, you didn't care. Not when you had a literal angel looking at you like you were a gift sat down before him. Especially when you are definitely not used to men looking at you like that. His ashy blonde hair was styled neatly, his stray strands falling over his forehead as he tilted his head.

“I could let you stare at me all night, beautiful.. But I think I at least deserve a 'thank you' don't I?” He smiled the sweetest smile you have ever seen and gave a wink. “Oh..” You giggled drunkenly. “Thank you, angel.” You breathed, almost hypnotized, which of course, made him giggle with you.

The bartender placed your drink in front of your face, waking you up from your daze, making you blush. As you set about drinking it and trying to keep your eyes busy, the stranger languidly slid from the counter to take a seat on the other side of you. You barely noticed his movements until his hand came up and brushed a stray hair behind your ear. “Goodness.” He breathed. “You look so sad princess.” His comment sucked all the air out of you. Choking on your drink, instead of a reply you just coughed, not sure what to say. His eyes widened at your sudden outburst as he slid his hand down your back to gently pat it and rub it soothingly. “Sorry. Did I say something wrong?” “No no..” You waved off his worries, clearing your throat. “I just.. What makes you say that?”

So far, the most he's seen of you, you were drooling over him, so him suddenly pointing out how sad you looked made you wonder if you looked like a complete mess. “Your eyes.” He simply stated after a moment. “Excuse me?” “Your eyes. Just looking into them, they're telling me stories of pain. An ache so deep, it's pulling you in. Pulling you away from yourself and this world. You're drowning.” He spoke, lightly caressing his cold fingers against your cheek.

Something about this.. made you uneasy. The look in his eye as he unearthed your deepest feelings like they were dirty laundry left out for the world to see. The chill of his fingers against your cheek felt.. well.. cold. Not just physically. But like you were being touched by a statue trying to emote empathy. “U-um..” You swallowed. “I don't-”

Suddenly his beautiful laugh interrupted you as he stood. “Sorry princess. I didn't mean to shock you so much. Finish your drink. I need to make a phone call.” And with that he was disappearing into the crowd. Completely shaken, you did as you were told. Not because he told you, but because you really needed that alcohol in your system after that little exchange.

Minutes later, he returned just as you were standing to leave. A wave of vertigo almost knocked you off your feet but he was there at just the right moment to keep you from hitting the floor at a full horizontal. His perfect pale skin reflected the beaming lights that danced around him. His cologne filling your nose like a heady drug. You were starting to feel it again. That.. mesmerized feeling as his brown eyes stared into you. A smirk playing at the corner of his lips. “Let me take you home, beautiful..” He whispered, almost seeming to slowly lean in.. “N-no thank you.” You stuttered, pulling out of his arms and righting your outfit. “I mean, I can just take a taxi. I'm sobering up anyway.” You smiled reassuringly at him, but he just looked confused and almost.. interested? Like he wanted to see what else you would say or do. “Come on, princess. I can't just let you go out there alone like that. It's dangerous you know.” He smiled, stepping closer. “That's ok! Really. I'm ok. Thanks for the drink.” You couldn't figure out why you felt so panicked. He was being sweet and he made you feel beautiful, so why were you acting this way? Have I gone mad? You questioned yourself as you shuffled away, leaving him behind with his heavy stare on your back. Quickly exiting the booming club and trying to speed walk down the road in your very uncomfortable heels.

You weren't much of a high heels type of gal, but you thought dressing nice and going out to be hit on would make you feel attractive again. Now though? You regret ever putting the death machines on your poor abused feet.

The night air was frigid and dead silent as you made your way to the shortcut you always took to the bus station. Since you work on this side of town, you knew it well so you were confident once you came upon the tree-ridden hiking trail that once you go through, if you make a left on one of the viewing side paths, you have a straight shot back into town where your bus station was. But walking in heals on a dirt path wasn't exactly easy.

The gravel crunched under your unsteady heels as you quickened the pace. And it wasn't because of the chilly air nipping at your skin, either, no it was much worse. You know that self doubting feeling you get when you're body is paranoid and thinks you're being followed? That gut wrenching sensation of fight or flight? A shiver ran down your spine causing your breath to catch in your throat like a heavy lump, pulling your jacket tighter to yourself. Was that guy following you? Taking a quick glance over your shoulder, more for reassurance purposes than anything, to calm your nerves that are now tingling through your skin like static. After all, what would you have truly done if he really was behind you? Finding the moonlit path empty, nothing but trees stretching on for miles into the shadows and a few leaves tumbling across the path by a gust of wind, you sighed with relief but still felt the need to run. Seconds felt like hours. Why did this path seem to be longer than usual? You weren't lost, this was definitely the way.. but something is.. off? -Snap- Jerking around at the sound, your eyes scan the trees to no avail. It's pointless to when all you can see are shadows. "Probably just a squirrel," you whisper, lying to yourself to put on a brave front. Your body shivered again when you could have sworn you heard the faintest laughter carried by the wind. Was this just your mind playing tricks? Taking another step, this time with caution, and straining your ears to listen.

Another faint chuckle rang out against the night air, this time confirming your fears had been right. There was no wind this time, just a deafening silence and a echoing laughter somewhere in the distance just far enough to make out.

Taking off, sprinting down the dirt path you run as if your life is depending on it. And in this situation, well.. it might well be. Each panted breath stung from the air. Light ice crystals forming in your chest, tightening your heart. The laughter was getting closer now, but your body acted as if it wasn't moving. The path didn't shorten, and the distance you've ran seems like you didn't make it more than five feet from where you started. It was as though you're running in place. Louder and more eerily the laughter came, toying with you, darting from the left side of the path to the right, never knowing where it would ring out next. You could feel breathing on the back of your neck. Warm, sticky, making you hate the fact you decided to wear your hair up tonight.

Suddenly a growl resonated in your ear, deep enough you could feel it in your stomach and it was so startling you misjudged your footing and went down like a rock onto the ground. "What's wrong cutie? Don't like playing?" The voice came from everywhere. Whispered as if he was right beside you.. All around you.. Your head jerked to the right when a flash of silver hair darted behind a tree. Then twenty feet behind another tree within a split second. He was toying with you, and enjoying watching you tremble with fear.

Ignoring the pain from your bloody knees and hand, you kick off the heels, because fuck those things, and take off running again, only to get a couple of feet when your body smashed into a hard wall. Immediately recognizing it was in fact, that guy, you quickly turned on your heels to run in the opposite direction, only to run directly into him again.

What? Was all you thought as you slowly looked up into his eyes, your breath shaking with you as your body quivered. He looked as if he had been out for a pleasant walk. Calmly looking down at you with his gentle eyes and soft smile.

This isn't right.. Very slowly, afraid to find the answer, you turned your head. Your heart pounding in your ears as your eyes scanned the dark trees before reaching the path behind you. It was as you feared.

No one was behind you.

His hand snatched your jaw, whipping your attention back to his angelic features. “I want to play with you some more..” He tsked, a frown coming over his features. “But it's too cold out here for a lady.” His fingers dug into your skin before suddenly they were at your throat in a flash, completely cutting off your air supply.

Your mouth opened, trying to gasp for whatever oxygen you could get as you clawed at his hand. Tears running down your face while you watched the Angel slowly killing you. You wanted to ask him why. You wanted to fight him. But you just stood there, listening to your own heartbeat and a light ringing sound. Before everything went black, the last thing you noticed was his bored expression.

#BTS #fanfiction #Vampire AU #Jin #Namjoon #Yoongi #Hoseok #Jimin #Jungkook #Taehyung

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marleyward01 · 5 years

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Tag Game

I was tagged by @donttouchtheneednoggle, thank you!!!

1. How tall are you? 5'6...i THINK...in honesty i am 100% unsure!

2. What colour and style is your hair? dark brown, length just past my shoulders ,and bangs. I usually have it up in a high messy bun or straightened when loose.

3. What colour are your eyes? hazel

4. Do you wear glasses? nope

5. Do you wear braces? Nope

6. What is your fashion style? discheveled, hot mess, mumma 😂😭 normally im in jeans and a teeshirt.

7. Full name? Marley

8. When were you born? august

9. Where are you from and where do you live now? Australia

10. What school do you go to? non 😊 im out of school now!

11. What kind of student are you? the one who sits at the back of the class but pays attention to the teacher.

12. Do you like school? I did. The last two years of highschool were my fave.

13. What are your favourite subjects in school? Film & Tv studies in highschool...and english.

14. Favourite TV shows? Agents of Shield & Stargate SG1. Honourable mentions go to stranger things, the good place, this is us, and animal kingdom

15. Favourite movies? Too many to choose. I know ill think of others after ive done this but right now all i can think if is: the mummy, interstellar, the secretary, ant man 1 & 2, and...and...and... I'm drawing blanks. I KNOW therea other but my brain wont work atm!!

16. Favourite books? I LOVE books but the two in my head that stand out because ive read them more than once are: Serendipity by Melanie La'Brooy, and The Guardian by Nicholas Sparks

17. Favourite pass times? sleeping 😂😂😂 but seriously...drawing, binge watching shows, going to the beach.

18. Do you have any regrets? sure, but then i remind myself that i wouldn't be who i am today if i hadnt made the choices I've made. It could have been easier to get to this point but i would not have learnt from my mistakes nor would i have been as strong.

19. Dream job? An illustrator...OR some type of admin job where i get to sit in a room by myself and not have to deal with outside clients/customers 😂😂😂

20. Would you like to be married some day? meh, doesnt bother me if im not.

21. Would you like to have kids someday? Already have a kid so thats a yes!

22. How many? im fine with the one kiddo for now.

23. Do you like shopping? sure! But i like online shopping more for some reason.

24. What countries have you lived in? Australia

25. The scariest nightmare you’ve had? probs any where my son is hurt. Those are f**ked up, man!!!

26. Do you have any enemies? nah. Im too old to care or notice if someone hates me. if someone doesnt like me then thats a them problem. I just go about my day.

27. Do you have an s/o? its comlicated...thats all im saying.

28. Do you believe in miracles? 🎶Where ya from...you sexy thang!🎶 Bahaha sorry, but yeah, i guess i do!

Tagging @tinknevertalks @fogsblue @sudden-arboreal-stop @nellemartina and anyone else who wants to do this!

#tag game #ask meme #about me

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sleepyreddie · 6 years

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A War Within Us - Avengers x Reader - INTRODUCTION

Series Summary: How will Y/N Y/L/N, the youngest avenger, handle the war that breaks out within her own team? Which side will she choose, and will it be the right one?

A/N: I haven’t posted in so long, dear god. ANYways - this is a writing piece based off “Civil War ‘ That I’’ve had for so damn long, and I finally decided to post! It’s basically “Civil War”, dialogue and plot, but with the reader, and a few minor changes and conflicts. This has been written as a MULTI PART SERIES, and if you want the other parts to be posted, leave a comment so I know people are interested! (If the other parts are posted, it may become a PETER PARKER X READER! Thats how I wrote it, but I’m still on the fence)

Pairing(s): Avengers x Reader (possible, eventual Peter Parker x Reader)

Word Count: 4505

Warnings:

combat and violence (I guess? Fighting)

I think maybe ONE swear word

(Another A/N: Any dialogue in bold is coming through an earpiece or comm).

Chapter Summary: A regular day in the crowded streets of Lagos. People walk through the marketplaces, going about their days. Carts and feet kick up dust from the road, the sound of chatter filling the air. Who would suspect some of the worlds most powerful superheros to be sitting in a run down coffee shop in pursuit of one of the most dangerous criminals?

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“All right, what do you see?”

A voice came through the comm in your ear. More specifically, the voice of Steve Rogers, who you last saw in an abandoned apartment across the street. You took a sip of your coffee, placing the cup down on the table in front of you before returning your eyes to your phone.

“Standard beat cops”. You muttered, making sure your head was low. “Small station. Busy street. It's a good target”

“There's an ATM on the south corner, which means?”

“Cameras”.

You looked up, glancing out of the bay window that you sat in front of in a comfortable armchair in a small coffee shop. The crowded bustle of the street was overwhelming compared to the quiet atmosphere in the shop. “Both cross streets are one-way. So, compromised escape routes. Means our guy doesn't care about being seen.”

“He isn't afraid to make a mess on the way out”. Natasha said, her figure reflected in the glass behind you. She was sitting a few tables down, her appearance disguised by a dark pair of sunglasses and a baseball hat. She brought her mug to her lips every time she spoke to avoid being noticed by the couple that had sat down right next to her.

“You see that Range Rover halfway up the block?”

“Yeah, the red one?” You asked, mimicking Natasha and bringing your cup to your lips as you had accidentally caught the attention of an older woman sitting at the table two over. “It's cute”.

“It's also bulletproof, which means private security…”

You cut Steve off before he could finish. “Which means more guns, which means more headaches for somebody”. You sighed. “Probably us”.

“You guys know I can move things with my mind, right?” Wanda said, your eyes landing on her a few tables down from you.

“Looking over your shoulder needs to become second nature”. Natasha said.

“Anybody ever tell you you're a little paranoid?” Sam asked, the sound of the wind prominent through his comm. You could imagine him standing on top of one of the concrete buildings, looking down at the busy streets below him.

“Not to my face.” Natasha quipped back. “Why? Did you hear something?”

“Eyes on target, folks.” Steve said, stopping Natasha and Sam from continuing. “This is the best lead we've had on Rumlow in six months. I don't want to lose him”.

“If he sees us coming, that won't be a problem”. Sam said, and you could hear his gear click and adjust through his comm as he moved. “He kind of hates us”.

You let out a small laugh, masking it with a cough. After a few moments, you looked back up, staring aimlessly at the road below you. It seemed like a normal street, bustling with crowds and people attempting to drive bikes and push carts. Your eyes caught something out of place; a large, rusty garbage truck. It was the only vehicle you had seen even attempt to get down the street.

“Sam… see that garbage truck?” You asked, the truck heading slowly down the crowded street in front of you. “Tag it”.

You heard the man mumble something in agreement, before you saw his shadow fly past on the building across the street.

“Done.”

“Give me X-ray”. You mumbled, and your phone screen lit up for real. The tag was placed underneath the truck, giving you a perfect 360 view of the inside. You observed every detail that could be observed.

You loved your job. Your abilities were all cognitive, your brain almost 100 times more advanced than the average humans. You had been in an accident when you were a baby, your parents car being hit head on by one that was carrying some type of hazardous material in an attempt to eliminate your family. Your parent were allies to the Starks and their superhero allies, part of their plans to take down many of the dangerous organizations.

That’s what did it, you walking away, surprisingly physically unharmed, your parents dying in the crash. With no other family, the Avengers took you in, knowing that the accident and exposure to the toxic material would most definitely have some sort of effect on you.

“That truck's loaded for max weight. Four armed guards in the back, and the driver's armed”. You paused, realizing the unusually heavy protection the guards were wearing. You noted the speed of the truck gradually pick up, and began calculating the possible incomes. “40 mph, 43, 45, 47, a street with, 768 people on it, heading southwest towards the -” You realized the truck was driving increasingly fast down the road that ended with a building, and it didn't look like it had any plans to slow down until it hit something. “It's a battering ram. Go now”.

“What?” Steve asked, concern and confusion evident in his tone.

You stood up from your table, placing your phone to your ear so it didn’t look like you were talking to yourself. As you reached the door, you saw Natasha stand up as well, Wanda paying her bill. “He's not hitting the police. Body armour, AR-15s”.

Sure enough, a loud crash could be heard, and in the distance you saw a large cloud of smoke. You maneuvered your way through the crowd, eventually reaching the remains of the concrete entrance to the building lying in a large pile. You slipped through the dust and commotion, hiding behind one of the larger trucks.

You exhaled, before feeling your body begin to numb.

Situations like these were when you were grateful to have the power of shapeshifting. Another affect of the accident. Whatever hazardous material that you were exposed to, not only enhanced your brain, but gave you actual superpowers. You discovered this by accident, little by little. One day you would wake up and swear your hair was lighter, or shorter. Or that your eyes hadn't looked that green the day before. It was only when you were flipping through a magazine, fantasizing about what it would be like to have red hair, that you glanced up to your vanity mirror, eyes going wide at the sudden appearance of your hair.

It was red.

After that, you started to experiment, seeing if you were going crazy, or if you could actually change what you looked like. And little by little, with the help of the Avengers, you got it under control, being able to change into whoever you wanted at your will, eventually becoming one of the strongest members of the team.

In this case, and current situation, It meant less hassle for you, and more time to focus on the task at hand instead of focusing on not being shot at by the guards. Soon enough, you felt completely different, your body covered with the armor the soldiers around you wore. You were suddenly taller, stronger, and holding a large assault rifle.

You soon realized that the Avengers, if they came in contact with you, most likely wouldn't realize who you were, which most likely end in a good beating.

You scanned for a way to reach the high ground, doing your calculations as the stairs had been destroyed when a bullet flew past your ear. You turned to where it had come from, coming face to face with an armed guard, bullets flying out of his gun. You suddenly realized you had to do the same thing.

“I make seven hostiles”.

Sam’s shadow flew overhead towards the overhang walkway, bullets firing through the air. “I make five”.

You loaded your gun, holding it and beginning to jog through the lines of fire, bullets ricocheting off your armour. You saw Steve fighting off multiple guards near the entrance, and you broke into a faster pace towards him.

As soon as you got closer, you started firing, hitting four of the seven or so guards that surrounded the Captain. As they fell to the ground, him and the other guards looked at you completely confused, and you shrugged, still holding the gun.

“Guess I missed.”

You swung the gun forward, the barrel knocking one of the guards down, and in the split second the others weren’t paying attention, Steve threw his shield, knocking them into a pile on the ground. The shield flew a couple hundred feet away from him, before returning to his hand like a boomerang with a metallic echo.

With no hesitation, he turned on you, and before you could even process what was going on, the vibranium object came flying at your face. You remembered in the millisecond before it sliced your head off, that you had forgotten to mention your change of appearance. However, you caught it with ease, the edge of the shield so close to your face it made you go cross eyed.

Another upside of being a young, female avenger - You had Natasha as your largest influencer, and she taught you everything you had to know, from physical combat to how to ride motorcycles.

You saw the Captain begin to advance towards you, but you held firmly onto the shield, pressing the button in the middle of the armour to deploy the mask around your face. You dropped the gun so you could wipe away a bead of sweat on your forehead.

“Yeah, hi.” You said, throwing the shield back to the Captain. He caught it, his face full of exasperation as he realized what had just happened. You took a couple of deep breaths. “Do you think you could throw that, like, 45 degrees in the air, that way?” You asked, motioning from the shield to where Sam fought off guards on the overhang platform.

“Got it.” he said, breaking off into a backwards jog. “But next time, maybe tell me what you look like so I don't almost slice your head off.” He pulled his arm back, getting ready to throw the shield as you broke into a run.

“It’s more fun this way!” You yelled back, watching a blur of red, blue and white shoot past you. As it reached ten or so feet away from you, you jumped up, landing firmly on the face of the shield. Your armor disappeared in mid air as you focused on the angle needed to make the landing, returning to your regular clothes. Almost as soon as your feet touched the shield, you jumped again, using the momentum to push you up, through the air, and onto the walkway, where you landed with a somersault.

The shield flew up and over your head as you straightened up, and you caught it with a large force that almost threw you off balance.

“Sam”. You called, the man turning around at his name, “Duck.”

You threw the shield just as he ducked, knocking the rest of the soldiers he had been fighting off of the walkway platform and onto the gravel below. The shield flew back to you, and you quickly scanned the battlefield before launching it back to Steve, hitting a few more guards on the way.

“Four”. Sam spoke into his comm, causing you to let out a breathy laugh.

“Technically, I think I should get credit for those.” You said, wiping the dust off of your pants.

“Well, your a kid, and people don't listen to kids, so the records will show those four went to me.”

“Are you kidding?” You asked, turning towards the large building as the man continued to keep watch over the walkway. “Can I get heat signatures at 10%?”

Your eyepiece, your personal favourite piece of equipment you got to use, began to whir. After a few seconds, your eyes fell through the concrete walls, and you began to scan the hallways of the building. There were dead bodies littering the floor.

“Copy, if anyone’s in the building, someone's already been inside.” You said, placing a finger on your earpiece in case it had been deactivated during your fighting.

“That’s me.” Steve said, and sure enough, you saw him run through one of the hallways. You caught a heat signature of a man running towards him around the corner.

“Rogers, northwest corner, about ten paces ahead of you, armed with an AR, wearing protection, injury in left leg already, weak spot.”

You watched the heat signature that was Steve pick up the pace, sliding on the ground and hitting the guard right in the left ankle, causing him to take a tumble right into the glass window, it shattering as he made contact. The guard fell through, landing on the hard concrete below.

“Thanks.” He said, and you watched him disappear down the hallway. You began to scan again, needing to go deeper to see inside of the rooms, as all the hallways had been cleared.

“Heat signatures, 25%.”

Your view became clearer, and you could see into all the rooms. You scanned quickly, passing through most of them, which were conference rooms or break rooms. Your eyes stopped as one of the conference room doors burst open, three heat signatures falling through it.

“Rumlow's on the third floor”. You said, your voice slightly louder than before, as the sound of a loud explosion came from somewhere down below. “He’s not alone.”

Soon enough, you saw the three heat signatures heading to the lower floors of the building, unaware that Captain America was waiting for them. You pulled yourself out from the building as a body flew very close to your head and over the edge of the walkway. You turned your head, looking wide eyed at Sam, surrounded by more bodies than he had been that last time you had looked.

“See.” You said simply. “You get credit for those. I had nothing to do with those.”

He laughed, and you grinned, before turning your head at the sound of more breaking glass. A large explosion came through one of the windows, and a body flew out from the fire. You grimaced as the figure, who you know realized was Steve, hit the overhang below, before spiralling off onto one more roof, eventually hitting the ground.

“Rumlow has a biological weapon”. Steve panted into your comm, and you jogged to the overhang to look down to where he had fallen. He lay on his back behind a van, catching his breath, his shield laying a few feet away.

“I'm on it”. You called, nodding at Sam to signal he was on his own, before you flipped yourself over the banister of the walkway, landing on the van below. You scanned the battlefield for Rumlow, spotting him fighting Natasha on top of one of the other vans.

“Jesus christ.” You murmured, before yet again taking the shape of one of the armed guards. You broke into a run towards where the villain and your team member fought. “Natasha, see the armed guard coming up on your left?”

“Yeah. Want me to take him out?”

“No thanks, I would prefer not to get murdered in this body. This armor is really hard to run in, and so damn hot, and probably wouldn't fit in a coffin.”

You reached a reasonable distance to where the fought, pulling out your gun and firing skillfully enough to hit Rumlow, but to miss Natasha. The bullet flew past her arm and lodged itself in his shoulder. He let out a mangled groan, and Natasha took the opportunity to kick him down. He landed by your feet, and you let the clunky armour disappear so wouldn't affect your fighting skills as he began to stand up.

You delivered a swift kick to his injured shoulder, and he fell back. You went to kick his ribs, but he was faster, grabbing your leg and twisting you over, your body colliding with the dirt. He stood suddenly, coming to stand over top of you. His fist came down towards your face, but you rolled out from between his legs, his hand hitting the ground instead.

You came out from under him, jumping on his back, pushing off to land on top of the van. He jumped up as well, and immediately began swinging. You dodged most of the hits, but eventually, his armoured hand launched a swift punch to your stomach, causing you to lose your breath.

You stumbled backwards, and he took the opportunity to lunge towards you. You jumped back up, but he struck you in the chest again, using his arm to flip you over. You landed on the metal roof of the car with a loud bang, the momentum sending you flying into the opening of the truck.

You fell yet again, landing on your back in the van. You looked up to where Rumlow was standing above, lighting a grenade.

“Fire in the hole”.

He let it fall from his fingers, landing uncomfortably close to you. You sat up, realizing suddenly that you weren't alone. Two guards sat on the bench in front of you, beginning to stand up at the realization they had a job to do. You stood up quickly, beginning to advance towards them.

“Hey Rogers, where can I get some of that fireproof suit material?” You asked into the comm, delivering a swift kick to the first guard, sending him flying into the second one. “Cause if I get myself into more situations like this, I’m gonna need it.” They lay on top of eachother in a mess of limbs, and you raced towards the grenade, throwing it towards them as you raced towards the door.

You didn't hear if Steve responded, the sound of the explosion deafening. The force sent you flying through the doors of the van, shoulder rolling onto the grass below. You could already tell you were going to be in a shit ton of pain the next day. You rolled over onto your back, letting out a throaty cough. “Sam. He's in an AFV heading north. Take this to the airstrip. We're not gonna outrun them”. You said, gasping for breath, before pushing yourself off the ground. You scanned the ground for a way to make it to the truck quicker than on foot, your eyes landing on one of the guards motorcycles.

You saw Sam fly overhead as you kicked the brake on the bike, the engine revving. The backfire shot the bike back slightly, before it broke off into a fast descent through the battlefield after the truck.

You raced through the crowded streets, yelling for people to get out of the way. You could hear another engine revving behind you, and you turned your head to see Natasha a few metres behind you on a bike of her own. You turned back to the road, swerving around a corner to avoid the narrower streets.

You almost crashed at Steve came from out of nowhere, landing on the road about twenty feet ahead of you. You cursed under your breath, before rerouting the bike on the regular path. “Rogers, how about next time you let me know where you are so I don't almost run you over?”

You saw a blur of red, white and blue shoot past you. “It’s more fun this way!”

As you came to an intersection, you heard a loud crash, and looking down the street, you saw that the van had crashed into one of the narrow streets, smoke billowing from its engine. You widely turned the bike, making almost a 360 degree turn as you changed directions, Natasha following close on your heels.

As the bike came closer to the van, you stood up, balancing on the seat, and right before it crashed into one of the merchants stands, you jumped, somersaulting onto the top of the van. You stood up, watching as Natasha took a different route, instead opting to stay on the bike to clear pedestrians from the line of fire.

“I've got four, they're splitting up”. Sam said over the comms. You scanned the ground below the van, your eyes landing on the four armed men he was talking about.

You saw Natasha running through the crowd, merely feet behind one of the men, her bike lying on the ground. “I got the two on the left”.

“I got right.” You said, jumping down off the top of the van.

“They ditched their gear”. Steve said. “It's a shell game now. One of them has the payload”.

You maneuvered through the crowd, understanding the sudden panic as soon as you came to a clearing where most of the crowd stood. Steve flew through the air, hitting a newspaper stand, falling right through it. Through the crowd, you saw Rumlow advancing towards him.

“Steve, you need backup?” You asked, climbing on one of the vendors stands and swinging yourself onto its metal roof. You saw movement from inside the stand where Steve had fallen, the glistening shield appearing through the dust.

“I’m good. Go get the others.”

You nodded, beginning to run across the roofs of the stands. You scanned the crowd again, having lost your guys as you stopped. You soon saw them, easily distinguishable, as they wore all black and were two or three feet taller than everyone else around. They came into a clearing, and you sped up, taking one final deep breath before jumping, landing square on one of the guys backs. The two of you tumbled down into the dust.

“He doesn't have it.” Sam said as you swung around the body of the first man, knocking the second one back down with your feet. “I'm empty!”

You swung yourself up, practically sitting on the guards shoulders, before swinging yourself over, bringing him down to the ground with you. He fell on the dirt, and you flipped over him, knocking the gun out of the other guards hand, before delivering a few hard hits to his face. The gun went flying into the dust, and you went to grab it, but a hand grabbed your ankle, pulling you back to the ground. You shoulder rolled down, pushing yourself back up and flipping over the first guard, sliding along the ground. You grabbed the gun, pushing yourself up and cocking it, pointing it towards one of the men, who at the same time, cocked and pointed his gun at you. “Drop it”. Yelled the other guard, who held a small vial of yellow and red liquid in his hand. Your eyes left the man holding the gun to you to look at him. “Or I'll drop this”.

You held the gun firm to the other guard, eyes locked on the one holding the weapon.

“Drop it!” He yelled.

“He'll do it!” The one with the gun yelled.

Suddenly, something flew up from behind the man holding the vial, shooting him in the neck. He fell, the vial falling towards the ground. In a matter of seconds, you pulled the trigger, shooting the man in front of you, and slid down to the ground, grabbing the vial right before it smashed to pieces on the ground.

You stood up, vial in hand, and dusted the sand off your pants. You turned to the thing that had shot the first bullet, the small, silver and red robot. “Payload secure. Thanks, Sam”.

“Don't thank me”.

You scoffed, watching as the little robot continued to hover in front of you. “I'm not thanking that thing”.

"His name is Redwing”.

“I'm still not thanking it”. You said, slipping the vial into the safety protection case, and then into your pocket. You jumped back onto one of the merchant stands, yet again swinging yourself onto its roof so you could have the high ground. A few stands away, you saw Natasha do the same.

“He's cute”. Sam said, and you located him, standing on top of a building. Sure enough, you saw the little red robot fly past you, back towards him. “Go ahead, pet him”.

You scoffed, motioning for Natasha and breaking into a run across the roofs of the stands, back towards where Rumlow and Steve had been fighting. Sure enough, they were still going at yet, more damage being done to the buildings around them.

“This is for dropping a building on my face”. You heard Rumlow growl, taking another swing at Steve.

Steve finally landed a good, strong hit, Rumlow flying off of him and onto the ground. The man panted, pulling off his mask as Steve approached.

“ I think I look pretty good, all things considered”. Rumlow added, looking up into the light at the man that stood over him. This was the first time you had seen his face, the skin all distorted, loose in some parts and burned tight in other.

“Who's your buyer?” Steve asked.

Rumlow took another shaky breath. “You know, he knew you”. He looked back up at Steve. “Your pal, your buddy, your Bucky”.

You saw Steve’s jaw clench. “What did you say?”

“He remembered you”. The man on the ground said. He broke into a short fit of laughter, that ended with a rough cough. “ I was there. He got all weepy about it. Till they put his brain back in a blender. He wanted you to know something. He said to me… "Please tell Rogers. "When you gotta go… "you gotta go."

You saw Rumlow fiddling with something on his side, but before you could say anything or intervene, he continued. “And you're coming with me”.

He pulled out whatever he was fiddling with, what you presumed to be a bomb or a gun, but but before he could do anything, the man screamed, bursting into a wild ball of flames. Your eyes widened, watching the red energy surround him.

Steve stumbled back as Rumlow was lifted into the air, and sure enough, you saw Wanda coming out of the crowd, her face scrunched up in concentration. He was lifted higher into the air, before he flew up at a dangerous speed, Wanda pushing his body into the concrete side of the nearest apartment building.

It was clear she had lost control when his body flew through one side right to the other, windows breaking and concrete falling, leaving a large, burning hole in the side of the building.

Your eyes widened at the damages, the crowd of people around you bursting into chaos and screams.

“Oh, my…” You said, your hand coming to cover your mouth in shock. You scanned the crowd, locating Wanda, who stood frozen, the pain on her face extremely evident. Sam flew down overhead of you, landing right below you. You jumped down from the metal roof of the stand to land beside him, the two of you joined by Natasha moments later. You all stood behind Steve, who stared up at the burning building.

“We need Fire and Rescue on the south side of the building”. He said firmly, without turning around to face the three of you. “We gotta get up there”.

You could tell the Avengers weren’t going to get away with this one.

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Final A/N: This is the first thing I’ve posted in so long! I hope you enjoy it! I expanding my writing to Marvel content a really long time ago, and this was one of the first things I wrote. I hope you enjoy!

IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN PT. 2 please leave a comment or an ask letting me know, so I know people are into it and that I should post it!

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sheer-heart-attacks · 5 years

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Tagging game!

@rogerseyeliner thank you for tagging me!

Rules: Tag the person who tagged you, answer the questions, tag 20 people

1. How tall are you?: around 160cm / 5′3

2. What colour and style is your hair?: kind of dark blonde and darker roots, medium length, but i want to cut it a bit shorter

3. What colour are your eyes?: plain old blue

4. Do you wear glasses?: yes, my eyesight is poor lmao. it’s around -1.70ish? i don’t remember at the moment.

5. Do you wear braces?: no. my teeth are a bit wonky and i think i have an overbite but eh i don’t really mind it.

6. What is your fashion style?: it’s a mess between a lot of styles, but for a while now it’s just been 70s inspired stuff, but i don’t really have the time to put a lot of thought in my outfits atm :(

7. Full name: won’t answer that for uhh obvious reasons

8. When were you born?: 25th of september

9. Where are you from and where do you live now?: Latvia

10. What school do you go to?: a gymnasium, which is like a secondary school, only cooler

11. What kind of student are you?: i usually don’t really study but still get good enough grades. if i put more effort into it i would get better grades but oh well

12. Do you like school?: yeah, it’s fun and i like learning new things. hate tests and exams though.

13. What are your favourite school subjects?: i like history and we have a class about culture which is kind of similar to history, also literature and i used to have art and music.

14. Favourite TV shows: the punisher, stranger things, that 70s show, american horror story, end of the fucking world and probably some others that i can’t remember atm

15. Favourite movies: almost famous, 10 things I hate about you, pride and prejudice, stardust, catch me if you can

16. Favourite books?: pride and prejudice (again) by jane austen, eleanor and park by rainbow rowell, murder on the orient express by agatha christie.

17. Favourite pastime: listening to music, drawing

18. Do you have any regrets?: a ton, but i try to not think about them

19. Dream job: something to do with music or show business.

20. Would you like to get married someday?: someday, probably.need to someone who would date me first though

21. Would you like to have kids someday?: uh yeah that would be neat

22: How many?: two max.

23: Do you like shopping?: i like getting new stuff, but i’m so indecisive it gets too annoying fast for me

24: What countries have you visited?: norway, sweden, estonia, lithuania, poland, denmark, croatia, slovakia, hungary, germany (kinda just drove through it but i guess that counts)

25. What’s the scariest nightmare you’ve ever had?: i almost never have nightmares, but when i was little i had this nightmare about ants and cowboys i think? don’t remember

26. Do you have any enemies?: not really. i don’t like a few people but i tolerate them haha

27. Do you have a s/o?: nope and never had one

28. Do you believe in miracles?: for my own sanity, helps to get through life thinking there is something magical about it

i tag: @the-girl-from-number-4 @cosmicsskies @inlovewithmycardboardben i know you lot don’t know me, but i want to make friends on here okay?

#tag game #thank you again for tagging me!#always feel a lil special after these hehe

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boopboopbichie · 6 years

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Reddie headcanon

- Ok so Eddie is like this goodboi. He’s almost done with high school and he really wants to get into a great college.

- So, he is trying to focus on his school work because he’s not going to fuck this up for himself and things doesn’t come easy to him.

- So, one day Eddie is in the library, studying, when two people walk in. He only turns his head because one of them is being fucking loud as fuck and he’s like gosh this is a library jesus Christ.

- When he turns his head, he sees Stan Uris – He knows Stan, they’re in the same Bio class – And Richie Trashmouth Tozier – He also knows Richie (not personally) because everyone does.

- Richie is loud and obnoxious and what the fuck is he wearing?

- But he is also really really goodlooking as he’s entering the library, laughing and pushing up his glasses.

- Eddie thinks the Tozier boy is super cool and he hates himself for it, because what’s cool about a tall boy with huge glasses, who cracks inappropriate jokes and inappropriate times and wears Hawaiian shirts underneath his jean jacket and has tattoos at the age of seventeen?

- The answer to this, Eddie has figured out is – Everything.

- Everything about Richie Tozier is cool. He’s laid back, popular, seems to always be having a good time and he’s a fucking genius.

- Also. he’s gay? Bi? Pan? Eddie honestly doesn’t know, he just knows that he has heard about Richie kissing a lot of girls and he has heard about Richie kissing a lot of boys as well.

- But that doesn’t seem to bother anyone and maybe that’s why Eddie is so jealous? Because his coming out wasn’t that smooth?

- Anyway, Stan and Richie walks in and Eddie makes eye contact with Richie, but quickly looks back into his book.

- He hopes they keep walking but suddenly two people are standing in front of him and he looks up again.

- “Hey Eddie, I just wanted to ask you about the homework for bio tomorrow. I’m not sure what I even read”, Stan says and Eddie glances at Richie who is grinning from behind Stan.

- “I can send you my notes?”, he offers, and Stan thanks him.

- They’re about to leave but Richie leans over the table and smiles and Eddie wants to die, because he’s even prettier up close.

- “There’s a party at my place on Friday Kaspbrak. You should come. You can bring a friend if you’d like”.

- And then he just leaves.

- And Eddie is left sitting there with huge eyes bc holy shit he knows his full name?

- So, when he goes over to Bill’s that night he tells him about it and Bill – who most definitely has a crush on Stan is begging him to go.

- Eventually Eddie says yes, even though he doesn’t want to. Like, he needs to study he doesn’t have time for silly parties.

- So fast forward to Friday and Eddie is in his room freaking out because what the fuck should he wear?

- Like he knows that the people who are going to be at Richie’s party are probably as cool as Richie and he has absolutely no clothes.

- He ends up wearing his high waisted jeans with a red t-shirt tucked into them and his vans. He doesn’t do anything to his hair because he kinda likes it when it’s curly.

- Bill picks him up and off they go.

- The whole ride Eddie is trying to get Bill to turn around because: “Bill he probably invited me for the laughs it’s gonna suck and I need to study”.

- Bill is having none of that though and eventually they’re at the house and Eddie can’t breathe.

- When they knock on the door, Richie opens up and Eddie can’t stop staring because Richie looks so good.

- He’s wearing baggy blue jeans, a worn the cure t-shirt on top of a striped long-sleeved shirt and his shoes got holes in them.

- Basically, he’s the biggest mess Eddie has ever seen but boi does he look great.

- “Eds, you came! You look cute”, he says and Eddie is still speechless.

- “Hi bigbill, come on in”.

- They walk in and Bill is instantly gone to talk to Stan and Eddie is left with Richie who is smiling at him making him blush.

- There are a lot of people and it stinks of something Eddie is not sure what is but he suddenly doesn’t want to go home anymore.

- Richie pulls him to the kitchen to get him a drink and he asks him what he wants and Eddie is like ??

- Because he has never tasted any alcohol before.

- Richie laughs at this, but not in a mocking way and hands Eddie a beer.

- Eddie hates it but he doesn’t say anything because he can’t help but feel cool as he’s standing in Richie’s kitchen drinking a beer while Richie is sitting on the kitchen counter with a bottle of Jack.

- Beverly Marsh then comes into the kitchen and Richie follows her out but he promises Eddie he’ll find him later and Eddie is like all right.

- So he wanders off and he is actually having fun.

- Then twenty minutes later Richie shows up again and asks Eddie to follow him.

- Eddie is surprised because why the fuck is Richie Tozier pulling him towards the basement??

- “Are you going to bring me to the basement and murder me Tozier?”

- “That’s exactly what I’m going to do Eds, but can you please act surprised when I do it?”.

- Richie’s room is down there apparently.

- There’s nobody there and Richie just sits down by his desk and Eddie stands awkwardly in the doorway not knowing what to do, still trying to figure out why he’s in Richie’s room.

- “Please sit down, that’s stressing my out Eds”.

- “Do not call me that Trashmouth”.

- Eddie does sit down though, in Richie’s bed.

- Richie’s room is huge but it seems small because his walls are covered in posters, pictures and spraypaint(?).

- Eddie admires it for a while until he looks at Richie who is lighting something that Eddie is pretty sure isn’t a cigarette.

- He scoffs and Richie raises his eyebrow at him.

- “Of fucking course you’re a stoner”.

- “Huh?”.

- Richie is obviously amused and Eddie rolls his eyes.

- “Who says I’m a stoner, this could be my first ever joint for all you know”.

- Eddie scoffs again and walks around Richie’s room looking at his stuff.

- “I suppose it’s not”.

- Richie just chuckles and Eddie looks at him take his second hit of the joint.

- “Do you even know how fucking unhealthy that is?”. He says this but he can’t help but think that Richie looks even hotter smoking that.

- Richie just winks and blows the smoke in Eddie’s direction.

- “I think I’ll be fine. You should try”.

- “No fucking way, I’m not trying to get into drugs, thank you very much”.

- Richie just chuckles again and Eddie feels this warmth in his stomach from the sound.

- “It’s weed Eddie, not cocaine, you’ll be fine, just take one hit”.

- Eddie knows he shouldn’t want to but he actually really does want to.

- So he nods.

- “Fine, let me try”.

- Richie’s eyes widen but he hands Eddie the joint and Eddie stares at it unsure.

- “Just put it in your mouth and breathe in. You might cough but that’s fine, then you just try again”.

- Eddie does and he does cough.

- But when he tries again he doesn’t and he feels accomplished.

- Half a joint later they’re both sitting on the floor, giggling, passing the joint back and forth.

- Eddie is looking at Richie and he feels his entire stomach fill with butterflies.

- Richie is beautiful and Eddie can’t stop looking at the other boy’s lips.

- Richie then stops giggling and scoots closer to Eddie.

- “I wanna try something”.

- Eddie is unable to speak so he just nods.

- Richie then takes a hit and then presses his lips against Eddie’s.

- Eddie doesn’t have time to react before Richie has blown the smoke into his mouth.

- He then pulls back and Eddie looks at him wideeyed and he feels his cheeks heat up. He stares at Richie and his fingers slowly finds his lips.

- Then he leans in and presses his lips against Richie’s again, this time harder.

- The kiss is wet and messy and there’s a lot of teethclashing but Eddie feels his head get even more light if even possible and it feels like he’s flying

- He thinks he might pass out.

- Eventually he does because Eddie is woken up by someone moving from beside him. He opens his eyes and he has no idea where he is.

- He turns his head and there is Richie, sitting on the floor. Eddie then remembers everything and he giggles.

- He’s still high from last night and his giggling gains Richie’s attention. Richie is smiling at him softly and Eddie thinks he might be dead?

- “Am I in heaven?”, he whispers and Richie chuckles.

- “If god loves the cure then yes”, Richie answers back and Eddie can’t help but laugh. It’s not even funny but he can’t stop again and Richie joins in.

- The laughter dies down and Eddie is suddenly aware of the situation.

- “What the fuck happened last night, why am I still here?”, he asks and Richie laughs.

- “You fell asleep while we were making out and I couldn’t bare to wake you up”.

- Eddie blushes hardcore and hides his face in his hands bc how the fuck do you fall asleep while making out?

- Also he’s mindblown because he actually smoked weed and made out with Richie Tozier last night.

- Richie is just smiling at him lazily though and offers to take him to mcdonald’s to get some breakfast and Eddie accepts the offer bc mcdonald’s sounds fucking great atm.

- Fast forward a few months and Eddie and Richie is dating and they eat crappy breakfast together every Saturday.

This is a mess but I wrote this last night and I thought the idea was kinda cute idk.

#reddie #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #it (movie)#it (2017)#it

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dontgiveasheet · 6 years

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Rules: answer these 86 statements about yourself, then tag 20 people

last

1. drink - tea~

2. phone call - my friend called me when she was leaving my house bc she wanted to make sure that chickens walking around on the sidewalk was normal

3. text message - "yes" to my dad, thrilling conversation

4. song you listened to - common man by caamp

5. time you cried - today (when is the last time you didn’t cry is the better q, because i cry when i laugh too)

ever

6. dated someone twice? - only dated one person and it lasted like 5 days so no

7. kissed someone and regretted it? - that requires ever having kissed someone (don’t laugh @ me ok)

8. been cheated on - nope

9. lost someone special - yes

10. been depressed - yes

11. gotten drunk and thrown up - nope

fave colors

12. forest green

13. lavender

14. autumn-y shades of orange

in the last year have you…

15. made new friends - yes 😍💗

16. fallen out of love - nope

17. laughed until you cried - all the damn time

18. found out someone was talking about you - yes

19. met someone who changed you - i guess? not really

20. found out who your friends are - yes but not this year

21. kissed someone on your Facebook friends list - nope

general

22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know irl - all of them

23. do you have any pets? - 2 cats & a dog

24. do you want to change your name? - i’ve changed my alias so many times online ider some of them? but irl everyone gets my name wrong anyways so it’s just like what’s the point

25. what did you do for your last birthday? - i went w my two friends to an orchard + went apple picking, and then we went back to my house and had dinner + cake 😊😊

26. what time did you wake up today - 6:50 a.m. is when my alarm went off but lbr i only slept for like 20 minutes last night

27. what were you doing at midnight last night - watching videos on fb and crying tbh

28. what is something you can’t wait for - to be done w uni

29. when was the last time you saw your mom - within the hour

30. what are you listening to right now - where you wanna go by graham colton ft. emily hearn

31. have you ever talked to a person named Tom - yes

32. something that’s getting on your nerves - myself

33. most visited website - probably tumblr

34. hair color - it’s dyed blonde but tbh my roots have grown out like 4 inches @ this point and that’s a v mousy brown

35. long or short hair? - short-ish!! just cut it the other day, i have a lob/medium bob atm

36. do you have a crush on someone - after today’s events, probably 😂😂😂

37. what do you like about yourself - next question pls

38. want any piercings - nope, i let the ones in my ears close

39. blood type - good question, your guess is as good as mine

40. nicknames - grace, sarah/stephanie/shannon/rachel/meghan (used interchangeably or strung together all at once)

41. relationship status - single

42. zodiac - libra

43. pronouns - they/she

44. fave tv shows - bob’s burgers, stranger things, the good place, nailed it (that baking show on netflix, go watch it!!!!), fullmetal alchemist, i’ve gotten into america’s got talent over the past few years too

45. tattoos - nope

46. right or left handed - right~

47. ever had surgery - tonsils & adenoids

48. piercings - nope

49. sport - i did marching band in hs that counts

50. vacation - i really want to go to iceland tbh + then i would love to go to greece, italy, japan, south korea, there’s loads more tbh.

51. trainers(shoes?) - i love like, converse + similar shoes, or anything tennis-y because i need to wear sneakers at work and those are easier to match w outfits

52. eating - i just ate a breakfast flat

53. drinking - water

54. I am about to watch - food network is on but i’m not paying attention

55. waiting for - nothing

56. want - to be out of debt t b H

57. get married - not really?? never been interested in it

58. career - i would L O V E to have a little bookstore/cafe (right next to/connected to my friend’s record shop) + be a writer, but rn social work is the actual path

which is better

59. hugs or kisses - hugs

60. lips or eyes - eyes def

61. shorter or taller - taller

62. older or younger - idk if i could date anyone under 21/22 ?? so older

63. nice arms or stomach - arms i guess? idk

64. hookup or relationship - relationship

65. troublemaker or hesitant - hesitant w troublemaker tendencies i guess ??

have you ever

66. kissed a stranger - nope

67. drank hard liquor - yes

68. lost glasses - sunglasses, yes

69. turned someone down - ugh yes

70. sex on first date - nope

71. broken someone’s heart - i think so ?? it’s a v long story that just proves how clueless + unobservant i am

72. had your heart broken - kind of? not really. at least not in a relationship sense idk if that’s what this is asking

73. been arrested - nope

74. cried when someone died - yes

75. fallen for a friend - nope

do you believe in

76. yourself - nope

77. miracles - not really? i do believe in karma tho

78. love at first sight - ehhhhhhhhh

79. santa claus - nope

80. kiss on a first date - mb? probably not bc i am a hopeless awkward mess

81. angels - idk tbh ?? mb not in the like, traditional~ sense ? idk honestly

other

82. best friends name - carleen

83. eye color - hazel

84. fave movie - the nightmare before christmas, hocus pocus, star wars, moana, frozen, the princess and the frog

85. fave actor - tbh i really love the rock ?? i’ve never not enjoyed a movie he’s in even if it’s a terrible movie i have never seen any of the fast & furious movies tho

86. fave actress - the ladies in ocean’s 8 🔥🔥🔥

tagged by @smolboogara (ty omg ;~;)

tagging: @seonggwoo / @hcneybaby / @shitewrites / @yuukimuras / @anagonycs / @inurarea / @astrolgcy / @buckyyrps

feel free to ignore this if you don’t want to do this/hate being tagged ^^;

#about me #idk if i have that tag yet #I FEEL BAD LIKE TAGGING MUTUALS LIKE #i stopped w the tags bc i feel like i'm annoying people #soml tbh

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i-am-adlocked · 6 years

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WIP Callout Tag

I was procrastinating by stalking @musical-chick-13 and I stumbled upon this post of hers and I thought, “hmm why not see what my list looks like?”

RULES: List all the things you’re currently working on in as much or as little detail as you’d like, then tag some friends to see what they’re working on.

This can be writing, art, vids, gifsets, fanwork, or original work!

Okay, so far I am working on:

FANVID:

A James Moriarty fanvid with a song I shan’t say in public atm but when you watch it I bet you you’ll all be like OH MY GOD

A Eurus fanvid with the song “Chimes at Midnight.”

A gen fanvid with the song “To Build a Home.”

FANFICS:

A multi-chapter Adlock fanfic where Sherlock’s memories of Irene are further explored whilst he kept himself composed at the Warstan wedding. Jumps from current to flashbacks on Karachi and the 2-year-hiatus.

A multi-chapter Adlock AU in the Potter Universe where Irene was working with Lord Moriarty whilst Sherlock is the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher alongside Ex-Head Auror Watson.

A multi-chapter Adlock fanfic based on the work of @loveholic198 with Sherlock and John seeing Irene Adler perform Gypsy in New York.

A supposed one-shot Adlock Soulmate AU but of course, it’s me so it’s not gonna be happy. I’m only at 1k+ words so who knows if it’s a one-shot or a multi-chapter. Probably one-shot though.

A supposed one-shot Adlock fic where Nero was a rebellious teenager (canon that Nero Wolfe loves beer) and gets into fights in bars. Again, I just have 1k+ words.

A Potterlock fanfic (Book 1) showing Sherlock’s first three years at Hogwarts (1988-1990) with John going through Fourth to Sixth year.

The Potterlock fanfic (Book 2), still in my Google Docs, showing Sherlock as a Fourth Year (1991) with John in his last year at Hogwarts.

A Rosamund-centric fanfic which shows what else happened in her life before being Mary Watson. It includes Mary meeting Irene and Jim before. It jumps from current to flashback.

A Teenlock AU where Sherlock was bullied and abused. That was my first fic and I was severely messed up at the time.

A Harry Potter x Percy Jackson cross-over with Leo Valdez as the main character. He is depressed from the war and loneliness so he leaves to go to Greece but he meets people along the way and he’s like OLRAYT IMMA GO TO THIS HOGWARTS WITH DRAGONS THAT THEYRE TALKING ABOUT

GIFSETS:

An Adlock GIFset centering around the word “Whipped.”

The Ravenclaw-Slytherin-Hufflepuff GIFset with Sherlock characters. The Gryffindor one is already done and posted.

Sherlock GIFset with Hamilton lyrics.

More GIFsets of Sherlock with words from the actual script.

ARTS (Sketch, Painting, Digital, Manips, Photosets):

A sketch of Lara Pulver in that pole with the furry thing on her neck idk.

A sketch of Sherlock Holmes which I lost somewhere in my pile of works.

A random scenery painting a friend asked but I never finished.

A ball-point sketch of my crush (shut up)

A manip of Lara Pulver and Benedict Cumberbatch together so I could have more Adlock manips.

Another photoset of the Adventures of Nero and Rosie hiding their relationship from their fathers in case of death by British Browning L9A1.

An Adlock mood board.

Adlock Digital Minimalism.

Digital sketch of Adlock wedding which I shan’t reveal cos it sucks.

COSPLAYS:

A 3-D Maneuver Gear for an Attack on Titan Cosplay.

Clothes my sister and I will be wearing for this year’s Asia Pop Comic Con Manila on July.

Luna Lovegood earrings that broke earlier, and glasses.

MUSIC (I play by ear because I lack patience for sheets):

A composition I wrote when I was 10.

“Waltz for John and Mary” (Sherlock) on piano.

“Brother Mine” (Sherlock) on piano.

“Who You Are” (Sherlock) on piano.

“Who You are” (Sherlock) on violin.

“Addicted to a Certain Lifestyle” (Sherlock) on piano.

“Lie on Lauriston Gardens” (Sherlock) on piano.

“Doomsday” (Doctor Who) on piano.

“Gallifrey” (Doctor Who) on piano.

“I am the Doctor” (Doctor Who) on piano.

ORIGINAL WRITING:

Von and Reve only meeting each other when they’re both asleep but every time Von sees Reve, he starts to wake up :)

Alvie and Mark can hear each other in their minds and their brains function for both of their bodies. Though they had never met each other yet, they resent each other for lack of privacy and hate how they are the only people who have “soulmates” but they are both wrong. The nature of their predicament is much much darker. Finally meeting for the first time after three years, their roommates are unfortunately good friends and are forced to act normal with each other. Little did they know that these people will lead them to an adventure they never asked for.

A woman with amnesia just wanted to walk in the rain after being sheltered by her family for a month. She gets flashbacks of the sea and realises that she wasn’t just some woman, she was SOMEBODY.

Now I’ve never seen my works stacked up like this and now I’m freaking out. My ADHD never makes me finish stuff BWHAHAHAHA

Calling out my homies @sentimentalgenius @thank-you-for-being-with-me cos i know these bastards also have a heckload of WIPs

#personal

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shanesmadej · 6 years

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I was tagged by @proinsiasweeney (why can’t i tag you AH), thank you!! ♥

Rules: Answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag 20 people.

I’m tagging: @jamaelwestman, @wheezebreeze, @peachyelio, @sebbys, @from-the-shire, (and everyone else that wants to do this, i’m too lazy to tag more ppl)

last

1. drink - water

2. phone call - i honestly can’t remember? probably just a customer at work

3. text message - “😗🐳” from a friend lmao

4. song you listened to - praying by kesha

5. time you cried - yesterday (i think?? i’ve been crying a lot this week, i had a really rough time lmao)

ever

6. dated someone twice? - no

7. kissed someone and regretted it - no

8. been cheated on - no

9. lost someone special - yes

10. been depressed - yes

11. gotten drunk and thrown up - yes, i throw up all the time when i’m drinking lmao

fave colours

12. black (idc that it’s not a colour, it is to me)

13. blue

14. violet

in the last year have you…

15. made new friends - yes (♥♥)

16. fallen out of love - not really

17. laughed until you cried - yes

18. found out someone was talking about you - no

19. met someone who changed you - i guess

20. found out who your friends are - no, there was no drama (that i can remember)

21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list - i don’t even have a facebook account so no

general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl - again, i don’t have facebook lmao

23. do you have any pets - a rabbit, a cat and a horse! (yes, i have a cat now and he’s the best, this is still so weird to say, AH)

24. do you want to change your name - nah, i’m fine with it

25. what did you do for your last birthday - nothing special really, a new buzzfeed unsolved episode came out exactly on midnight, so i watched that and made some gifs i think, but the rest of the day was pretty normal. my grandmas visited and stuff and i got a little bit drunk but that was pretty much it

26. what time did you wake up today - 8am

27. what were you doing at midnight last night - sleeping

28. what is something you can’t wait for - i can’t wait to see if i’m gonna be confident enough to ask someone out on a date next week (or the week after that, depending on when i’m gonna see the person next) lmao the gamescom this summer, i guess. there’s nothing much i’m looking forward to right now

30. what are you listening to right now - daddy issues by the neighbourhood

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom - yes, no one interesting tho

32. something that’s getting on your nerves - how nervous i am today and how nauseous i’m feeling because of it, the fact that i’m so cold rn, a lot of other things i don’t want to talk about lmao

33. most visited website - probably tumblr?? even tho i’m barely on here atm i’m so sorry also youtube and netflix

34. hair colour - like a light brown

35. long or short hair - long(-ish)

36. do you have a crush on someone - not really?? idk, i have a hard time figuring out what i’m feeling

37. what do you like about yourself - i’m starting to really like my height?? i used to hate that i’m pretty tall but idk, i kinda like it now, i even started to wear shoes with a (little bit of a) high heel???

38. want any piercings? - not atm

39. blood type - ????i honestly don’t know

40. nicknames - sven, svenju, svenusch

41. relationship status - single

42. zodiac - scorpio

43. pronouns - she/her

44. fave tv shows - SO many oh god,,,, brooklyn nine-nine, supergirl, the flash, jane the virgin, grey’s anatomy, gilmore girls, sense8, skam, ,,,,,,,,,,

45. tattoos - don’t have any yet, but i think i’m gonna get one at some point

46. right or left handed - right handed

47. ever had surgery - two of my wisdom teeth were removed (if that counts) but other than that?? i don’t think so

48. piercings - both earlobes

49. sport - i don’t really like any sport lmao

50. vacation - we used to travel to denmark when i was younger a lot and i love it there, honestly

51. trainers - i,,,,i don’t think i even own any trainers, i always wear boots or smth

more general

52. eating - nothing rn

53. drinking - still drinking water

54. i’m about to watch - i’m not sure yet, probably last night’s jane the virgin episode tho, i just realized i haven’t watched that yet

55. waiting for - nothing rn, i’m just enjoying the weekend because i didn’t really have one last weekend

56. want - some good food, tea, someone to sing with lmao

57. get married - maybe??? idk, that depends on so many things

58. career - i don’t even know what i’m doing right in this moment, and i have no idea what i’m gonna do in the future so,,,,,,,,,

which is better

59. hugs or kisses - hugs i guess (i’ve never kissed anyone so i don’t know what that’s like lmao)

60. lips or eyes - both?? idk

61. shorter or taller - taller

62. older or younger - depends

63. nice arms or stomach - nice arms

64. hookup or relationship - relationship

65. troublemaker or hesitant - hesitant

have you ever

66. kissed a stranger - no

67. drank hard liquor - yes

68. lost glasses - no

69. turned someone down - kinda

70. sex on first date - i’ve never been on a date, but i don’t think i could do that

71. broken someones heart - not really?? i think

72. had your heart broken - yea

73. been arrested - no

74. cried when someone died - yes

75. fallen for a friend - kind of, yes

do you believe in

76. yourself - no i’m such a mess lmao

77. miracles - that depends, but,,,yea i guess

78. love at first sight - not really

79. santa claus - lmao

80. kiss on a first date - sure?? why not

81. angels - hmmmmm, no

other

82. best friend’s name - i don’t really have a best friend?? i guess

83. eye colour - green-ish with some brown

84. fave movie - interstellar, howl’s moving castle, the aviator, wonder woman, ....

85. fave actor - there are so many jesus, i’m too lazy to list all of them

#tag #proinsiasweeney

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13rwbabes · 7 years

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Montgomery x Reader Imagine (Part 15/?)

Hi Guys! I’m still on my holidays I wrote this part on my phone and I can’t really add links to previous parts ATM. I will edit everything when I’ll be back home xx

NEW YEAR’S EVE

I looked at myself in the mirror one last time before leaving home for Jeff’s party. Originally it was supposed to be my New Year’s Eve party but since I broke my wrist I wasn’t really able to prepare anything and Jeff decided to do in at his place as his parent were in Aspen with mine. I spent there whole day helping him as much as I could with Zach, Sheri and Jess and two hours ago we got back to my home to prepare for a party. It’s hard to wash and make your hair look decent when you can’t use one of your hands so Sheri’s or Jess’ help was necessary.

“So how it’s gonna be with you and Monty today?”, Jess asked while doing my hair.

“Normal. Just how it was before we started hooking up”, I shrugged.

“I’m not really sure that’s how things are supposed to be”, she said quietly.

“He doesn’t like me like that, Jess. I finally understand that and I’m okay with this”, I saw Jessica and Sheri giving each other look that clearly had some hidden message. “What?”

“No, nothing”, Sheri shrugged, she was obviously lying.

“Just please, can we don’t talk about him anymore? Don’t mess with my head…”

It was supposed to be first time I’d see Monty since he came to my house drunk after Bryce party and since later we promised to act normal and I was curious to see if it actually was going to work. I wouldn’t mind if it did as we had another semester of chemistry together starting soon and we really need to cooperate.

Besides of that I wanted to move on with my life. And to move forward you have to make a peace with your past. I already accepted the fact that the two of us is never going to be a thing, now I have to work out healthy relation with him.

We drove to Jeff’s, many people arrived before us. We walked in, Zach handed us a drinks before we even closed door behind us.

“We’re waiting for Justin and Montgomery and we’re gonna get whole gang photo together”, he said.

“They aren’t here yet?”, Jess asked.

“Yeah, Monty’s flight from Vermont was delayed and his picking up Justin on his way here.”

I went to the table with snack. Stress eating, that’s my thing.

“You’re stressing about seeing him, huh?”, Sheri stood next to me.

“What? No”, I chuckled with my mouth full.

“Come on”, she rolled her eyes. “Don’t stress, you promised each other clear start so act normal.”

“He’s not even here, so I act stuff my mouth with food to the point where I can’t even chew”, I rolled my eyes. “And I’m okay with everything. I’m in the process of fixing my karma and inner energy.”

“Good… Cause they’re here”, she said, sipped her drink and walked away.

I slowly turned around and saw Justin with Montgomery greeting with everyone, Jessica basically jumping at Foley as they haven’t see each other for a week when she was visitng her grandma. Montgomery looked over people, his eyes met mine.

It felt like I was melting inside and I hated myself for that. It wasn’t supposed to be like that. I was supposed to look at him, smile and feel nothing expect for normal sympathy.

I sent him a little smile, he waved at me and walked up to me.

“Hi”, he said with a smile.

“Hey, how was Vermont?”, I asked holding cup with drink tightly.

“Good”, he nodded. “You’re still wearing that thing?”, he pointed at my left hand, still injured.

“Yeah, unfortunately. But I’m taking it off before winter prom, so that’s okay.”

“Okay, love birds”, Zach stood between me and Monty and put his arms on our shoulders. “Group photo”.

We went with him to the place where Jeff and rest of the people were standing and Tyler with his camera was ready to take a photo.

“Wait, wait”, Jess said after Tyler took few pictures. “Y/N show off your left arm.”

“Why?”

“So that later, in a few years, we can place it in timeline”, she rolled her eyes.

“What am I even supposed to do with it?”, I asked as I was squizzed between Zach and Montgomery.

“Put it on Monty, or whatever”.

As if standing really close to him posing for a photo wasn’t awkward enough. I gave him apologizing smile and put my hands on his shoulder. When we were done with photos I quickly walked away and took Jess to the side.

“What the hell, Jessica?”, I asked.

“I thought about it while I was at my grandma’s and I came to the conclusion that you two would be great together”, she said.

“Jess, it’s not gonna happen”, I sighed. “We barely even started acting like civilized people for the first time in a month.”

“Everyone thinks so…”, she crossed her arms.

“Everyone except me and him. Jess, leave it”, I said and walked away.

Time was passing by, everyone was having fun, we were taking a lot of photos, laughing and dancing. Montgomery was keeping his distance and didn’t come anywhere near me after group photos.

It was almost midnight and everyone went to the backyard to watch fireworks because view from Jeff’s backyard was lit. I took my cup of champagne, as let’s be honest no one uses glass at high school parties, and stayed at the back of the crowd and sat on balustrade.

“May I?”, Montgomery showed up next to me.

“Sure”, I smiled.

He sat next to me.

“So, how’s last party of the year going?”

“You know”, I shrugged. “Drunk, single, without midnight new year’s kiss… Same as always”.

Everyone started counting down and so did I although I felt Monty looking at me the whole time, I ignored it.

“…Three, two, one, happy new year!”, I said and looked at him with a smile.

“Here’s your new year’s kiss”, he said and leaned towards me and placed his lips on mine.

I was so shocked, I didn’t even reacted, I didn’t kiss him back. He moved away, I look at him with eyes wide opened.

“Maybe it wasn’t midnight kiss from your dreams, but now at least you have shitty one”, he said and walked inside.

I sat there, still in shock, unable to move. I looked around and saw Sheri looking at me.

“Go!”, she mouthed and pointed at house.

I jump off the balustrade and run inside. I didn’t know what I was supposed to do. I felt it was just as stupid as looking for him at last Bryce’s party but he made a move, he kissed me, he wasn’t even that drunk.

“Monty…”, I run to him and kissed.

This time I felt like he was a little shocked. For a second I felt like all my pieces are back together.

“Happy new year”, I whispered when I took a step back.

“What’s happening?”, he asked.

“I don’t know, I could ask you the same thing, you kissed me outside”, I said.

“Well, I started new year by kissing the greatest girl I know, what can be a better way?”, he chuckled and put his hands into his pockets.

“I’m the greatest girl you know?”

“You were my best friend I have ever had”, he said completely seriously. “You are the only person that gets me. Boys are great, sure, but… I never talk with them about my parents, they never ask me how I’m doing, you know what I mean?”

I nodded my head.

“You’re the best friend anyone could ever ask for… I’m sorry for that kiss, it probably made you feel uncomfortable”, he apologized.

People started walking back inside.

“Come with me”, I took his hand and went upstairs with him.

“Where are we going?”, Monty asked.

“To talk somewhere quieter”, I said as I kneeled down to find key to Jeff’s parents’ bedroom that Jeff glued under the shelf after he locked the room so that no one would go inside.

“So, tell me more about how I’m the best friend anyone could ever heard”, I said when I locked the door after we got in.

“Now you’re making fun if what I said, I’m not saying anything more”, he crossed his arm.

“Can we be honest for one time if we’re trying to act like an adults?”, I asked.

Montgomery took a deep breath.

“Okay… It’s just… I never had anything like this with anyone before. You were the only one to actually confront me about my parents, you’re the only one that knows how shitty things with them really are. I mean sex was great too, but… You are just amazing as a person and that’s where your parents did great job. And I really started feeling like we were becoming friends and then you suddenly ended everything and I guess I didn’t expect it and didn’t know what to do…”

“Montgomery, I didn’t want to stop being your friend, I just decided we should stop hooking up”, I said.

So that was it… He liked me as a best friend and then I suddenly shut things off after false pregnancy alarm and he thought I don’t want to have anything do to with him. I could understand that. If he really feels I’m that important to him as he claims I can only imagine how he felt. If Jeff or Sheri ever wanted to stop being friends with me I wouldn’t take it well.

That also meant he liked me only as a friend. Nothing less, nothing more…

“Is that why you were acting like this lately?”, I asked.

“Well, you were always talking how shitty person I am, how badly I treat girls, that I’m bully… And I was mad at you, so I kinda wanted to meet your expectations I guess…”, he shrugged looking down.

“Jeez, Monty”, I came closer to him and hugged him. “I’m sorry I made you feel like this”, I whispered. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.”

“What about Tina?”, I could barely even say her name out loud.

“I’m not proud of what happened with Tina, but from the start I wanted to show off with her, I didn’t really have to try hard, because that girl was a lot. I’m sorry that she got obssesed over you and you ended up with broken wrist”, he said, hugging me the whole time.

“It’s okay”, I laughed. “You couldn’t know she was crazy.”

“There’s one more thing… Nothing ever happened with her. Or with that girl at Bryce’s party. I didn’t sleep with them”, he said.

“What?”, I took a step back to look at him even though I couldn’t see his face as it was totally dark in room.

“I didn’t have sex with them”, he repeated. “I don’t know, I kinda thought that you should know”, he shrugged.

I hugged him again.

If I had found him at Bryce’s party before he had went to that room with that girl would I actually told him about my feelings? If I did how would things were between us now? Now that I know he sees me as a best friend and not someone he could get romantically involved.

Maybe things were better that way? Sure, my heart still was a little bit broken because of the fact his feelings weren’t exactly what I hoped them to be but now, after we cleared everything (okay, almost everything) I felt that I can handle being just friends with him and I was actually grateful I didn’t find him at last party because telling him I like him as more than friend would probably scare him of.

“Okay, my friend, let’s have some new year fun”, I said.

“Sooo… We’re okay?”

“Yes, we are”, I laughed. “Now let’s go, before Jeff sees we are in his parents’ bedroom, it’s a no-go zone.”

We went downstairs and then spreaded in opposite directions, Monty went to the boys, I went to kitchen to make myself a drink.

“I saw you”, Jessica whispered into my ear which made me jump a little because she scared me.

“What?”

“I saw you walking down the stairs with Montgomery. You were upstairs? What did you do? You hooked up? You’re together now?”, she asked excited.

“No, we didn’t hook up, we’re not together, we’re friends”, I answered and saw excitement washing away from her face.

“What are you talking about?”, Sheri joined us.

“She was upstairs with Montgomery. They are friends. Didn’t hook up”, Jessica replied in my name.

“Is it good thing or not?”, Sheri asked confused.

“Good”, I answered before Jess could say anything. “We had a talk, I know why he acted they way he did, he said I was the best friend he ever had and… You know, we sorted things out, we’re friends.”

“Bullshit”, Jessica snorted and walked away.

“What is her problem?”, I asked.

“Well, she was really rooting for the two of you and for the whole bad boy transformator thing, she’s probably little dissapointed you don’t end up as more than friends”, Sheri explained.

“Well, I’m okay with the situation right now, I’m happy to be friends with him…”, I shrugged.

Sheri stared at me for a moment.

“Good, if you’re happy now, that’s the most important thing”, she smiled.

Obviously, it wasn’t my dreams come true, but it was the closest I could get with Montgomery and that had to be enough and I wasn’t gonna try to push the limits of my luck.

#13 reasons why #montgomery de la cruz #montgomery de la cruz imagine #13rw #13 reasons why imagine

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