Fix You | P.p

Hello big-hit we have the next show for the boys to go on 

Idea: BTS competing on hell’s kitchen but Namjoon isnt allowed to translate anything so it just ends up being Gordan Ramsay angrily screaming in English and Seokjin yelling back equally angry in Korean

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This idea came to me when I woke up first thing this morning.

Super excited to see more Fourth Wing content on Tumblr. I don't have any specific ideas yet, but maybe some fluff with our hot wingleader Xaden? Or some wholesome training scenes with the dragons?

It needs to be brought here because it's a crime to have practically nothing here!!!

Morning lights

The morning sun wasn't even fully out when Aetos banged on every single door on the first year's floor shouting something about the promised training and how lucky everyone should feel that he's taking his time to put in extra work even if it should be a punishment for performing worse then others squads in the last training session.

You suddenly become hyper-aware of the still-cold morning air seeping through the window, that you left ajar last night. Dawn is still breaking outside. Light shades of pinks and oranges painting the horizon. It's a beautiful sight. One you wouldn't want to miss or at least enjoy one of the mornings when someone isn't forcing you out of bed.

You move to get up slowly but two strong hands instantly tighten over your lower stomach, drawing you back to where you were laying moments ago. "Remind me to spit into Aetos morning coffee", the husky voice fills the space. You let out a breathy chuckle, turning slightly in the embrace of the man who's been sharing your bed for some nights now. "Don't, he might come swinging at me", you mutter, trying not to fully chase his sleep away since his eyes were still closed. He lets out a slightly frustrated huff, "I would love to see him try", and here it is real Xaden Riorson lethal, powerful, ready to fight at any given moment.

It was slightly funny how this big muscular male was squeezed beside you looking like an absolute work of art that didn't belong in the first year's bedroom. Your fingers carefully moved to run through Xaden's dark hair, nails scratching the scalp softly. The most content sigh leaves his lips as his hands grip your hips tightly.

"Wingleader, the cadet is needed on the training grounds", you say in a more serious tone, in a way mocking Aetos. But you also know that time is working against you now. You do need to get out of bed and get ready. The last thing you want to listen to is grumpy males complaining. "This cadet is needed in bed", Xaden mumbled against your skin, bringing you even closer to him, his warmth seeping into your skin and now you understand why you didn't feel the cold breeze from outside. How could you when you have a whole personal heater in your bed? "Is that an order?", you tease, Xaden opens one eye, throwing a glare your way, "Yes. Yes, it is".

Yet it all wasn't that simple. He was still a wingleader. A wingleader who shouldn't even be here in the first place. Because the conclusion that everyone would go straight to would be that you slept your way into safety. And you don't want to be labeled as a whore. This place was a shit show as it is most of the time.

You firmly push at Xaden's arms, the last thought fueling you with enough strength to pull away from him. "No...", he tries to grab onto your hips once more but you're out of his reach now. Could he easily drag you back? Yes. One flicker of his shadows and you would be pinned to the bed. But he's not stupid too. The commotion outside the door is getting louder. Meaning that you're running out of time.

"Now you're being a whiny baby", you tease, pulling Xaden's shirt from your body and reaching for your flying leathers instantly. Better safe than sorry in these kinds of situations. "I'm not a whiny baby", he argues back and you can hear the announcer in his voice that makes you chuckle, "And now his masculinity has been scarred", you place your hand on your chest sighing dramatically. "Sometimes I hate you", he rolls his eyes, before moving to sit up. His muscular chest somehow looking even more unreal in the early morning light. But you shake your head quickly, reaching for your daggers, "Oh same... look at us sharing mutual emotions", you flash him a smile that he doesn't return.

"Be careful", he says, eyes now practically cutting right through you. One of his shadows move to caress the scar that now was forming on your forearm. You brush your fingers over the shadow, "I'm always careful". But you can tell that the worry growing within him is much bigger than most mornings. "This is something Aetos came up with. Most definitely no one in command...", but you cut the distance between you, knee pressing into your mattress as you lean closer to him, "I will be fine, Riorson", you lean in brushing your lips over his. The kiss is gentle and soft. A rare moment because most of the time it's filled with so much speed and desire that you lose yourself in the moment. Not even noticing when it ends. "And I have Liam" you mumble, packing his lips one more time before turning to leave. Xaden growls and you know that it's because you said another male's name right before kissing him. Territorial bastard.

"Any clues about what this is?", you catch up with Liam, who instantly wraps you up in a side hug as you walk alongside the others.

"Not really. Some bullshit", he grumbles still sleepy. "Use your far sight signit", you wrap your hands around his middle. "And look into Aetos insides?", you let out a laugh, quickly clasping your hand over your mouth and shoving Liam slightly. Yet a couple of heads instantly turned your way. Jack one of them. Instantly glaring at you. You return the favor by flipping him off but that only makes his snarl more.

Morag. You call out. Not far away. The voice rings out, soothing you in a way. Do you stink of wingleader once again? You roll your eyes. Mind your business. Morag lets out a dramatic sigh. I have to carry your stinky ass. You flip him off mentally. Out of the two of us, it's you who stinks.

"I'll see you out there", Liam taps your shoulder as he walks towards his dragon. Wrapping your arms around yourself you watch as he jog towards Deigh. You can't imagine your life without him now either. You two had bonded almost immediately. After crossing the parapet you burst into tears. Liam had instantly stood in front of you shielding you from the crowd and equally as much not letting others see your tears. "If it helps, I'm sure a shat myself midway", he had whispered, making you let out a chuckle as you whipped your tears.

But you're brought out of your head as a hand holding a cloth clasps over your mouth and you're brought into a tight chest with a huff. Your hands instantly move to push away from the person holding you down, moving and wiggling in its hold. "Squad whore", the words ring in your ears and you instantly know how this is. Just don't have much time to be mad when a wave of dizziness hit you. That fuck must have dosed the material in something.

I'm almost there. Hold on. Morag's voice fills your head. Your nails dig into his pam as you try to rip it off your face. But then you see the gleam of light. Reflection. Sun. A dagger. Your eyes widen. Jack strikes for a kill just you move you heal up shoving between his legs as hard as you can. The blade zaps the side of your neck, and the warm blood trickles down almost immediately. "I'll end you bitch", Jack barks from behind you. You try to step away but your legs buck as you come in contact with the ground. The roar pierces the field. For a moment you feel relief flowing through you because it has to be Morag but it's the blue wings that make your gut drop. Even the shouting from cadets dies down. Sgaeyl. Why is she here? She shouldn't be here. You try to push your hands against the ground. You need to get out of her way as well, yet your body feels so heavy. She lads with a thud, sending dirt debris flying all over.

Xaden you plea in your head, gods what a way to die by his dragon. Just Sgaeyl steps closer, growling as she glares ahead. You count your last seconds and then her wing moves over you. Drawing away the early sun. You feel the blast of heat and then an agony-filled cry.

Breath Morag orders. What's happening? You ask, feeling your consciousness starting to slip, your hand now clasping the side of your neck. You stink of someone and you're sure Morag is rolling his eyes. Xaden. Sgaeyl felt Xaden on you. Or has he told her something? Does he know? Sgaeyl moves her wing away, and her snout if you can call it that moves closer to you as she inhales your scent. "Thank you", you mutter, "Just tell Xaden a less dramatic story, please", you're not sure but it sounds like she lets out a snort before moving to nudge your hand and then everything goes black.

When you open your eyes once more it takes you a moment to realize what had happened as memories filled your head. Head. Head that was pounding. The tightest on your neck piercing with pain. "Love", a voice rings out and you flinch instantly. Warm fingers run down your arm, that same comforting warmth that you know. You blink your eyes a couple of times. Waiting for your eyes to concentrate. And there he is. His hair was messy from all the pulling he must have done. The shirt slightly wrinkly. "Why are you here?", you ask groggy, hand instantly reaching for your throat at the uncomfortable pulling. "In my room? Or with you?", panic runs through you. You can't be in his room. No. No. No. People will talk. You move to sit up but Xaden's arms instantly hold you down.

"You're not going anywhere. Gave me enough of a fright", he grumbles in frustration, "I didn't ask for it", you argue back. Something in his eyes darken, "And I did? I've never ran faster and you were there behind Sgaeyl wing all bloody", his voice raising with every word he spoke. Your gaze softens. Losing had always been his biggest fear. And it's been a long while since he had something precious to lose. "Sgaeyl saved me all thanks to you I'm sure", you lace your fingers through his. Xaden shakes his head, "That's all her doing. I did get a lecture about not taking proper care of you", you let out a slight chuckle, imagining her lecturing him and him not being able to talk back, "Say thank you to her from me", you mutter.

Xaden runs his fingers through your hair, letting out a sigh, "I...I love you", he whispers, bringing your hand closer to his lips. You smile at him sweetly, brushing your free fingers across his cheek, "And I love you". Xaden leans in, brushing his lips over yours before pressing his forehead against your shoulder, "Though I wish I could bring him back just so I could kill him myself", he grumbles, "Xaden!", you warn him, yet let yourself chuckle.

can you do 6, 7 and 23 for oliver queen? I loved your other one, thank you!!!!

Of course you can :)

#6: “We had a small explosion.”#7: “I just want to hear your voice.”#23: “I can’t lose you. I can’t.”

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Diggle ran through the construction sight as fast as he could, keeping his gun aimed forward in case any of the perps jumped out in front of him.

He had lost sight of Oliver about two minutes ago, though he was sure he was doing just fine.

It was an ordinary recon mission, a couple low life drug dealers trying to sell to high school students. In fact, it was so simple that Oliver gave the rest of the team the night off.

The only inhabitant of the Arrow Cave was you, taking over Felicity’s job for the night and instructing them where to go.

“Spartan,” you said, “turn left and then left again. You’ll come up to Arrow battling a couple of them.”

He didn’t even bother to say anything back, he just kept on running where you instructed him to.

“Arrow,” you called into his coms, “Spartan is coming up in your right. The leader just took of to the left, follow him Spartan will deal with the others.”

You wanted to wish him good luck or say something funny, however at that exact moment Curtis walked in and walked directly into one of Oliver’s wracks of arrows.

The explosive ones.

Both of you ducked as two of the arrows exploded. It was only a small explosion. But it must have made a huge noise over the coms because the next thing you knew, Oliver and Diggle were shouting in their side.

“Y/N! What happened? Are you okay?” Diggle called.

You quickly explained what happened to him and he only laughed and said that he was heading back to the Arrow Cave now.

However, you had no reply from Oliver. Which worried you because you knew that he could get very worried about very small things when it came to you.

“Ollie?” you called over the coms, “You okay?”

When you did hear a reply, you immediately sent Diggle his exact location and told him to go check on Oliver.

After a few stressed out minutes (with Curtis apologizing for the burn mark now present by the arrow wracks) Diggle’s voice came through the coms again, “Y/N, you mind heading down here? Oliver’s not in the best mind set.”

You didn’t even ask any questions, just agreed and grabbed your coat to take with you.

When you arrived at his location you saw him leaning against the wall of an old warehouse. His hood was down, his mask off, his hair a mess and his eyes bloodshot.

The sad thing was, this wasn’t the first time you had seen him like this.

“Dig,” you called softly to him, “go wait by my car please. We’ll come out in a little while.”

He nodded and walked off. Leaving the two of you alone.

You immediately sat down in front of Oliver, straddling him like you had done so many times before.

“Hey Ollie,” you whispered running your hands through his hair, “what’s going on in that head of yours?”

His only reply was to wrap his arms around you and burry his head in your shoulder.

“I thought something happened to you. I heard a scream and then an explosion and my coms cut out and I couldn’t hear you and I didn’t know what happened to you and I just… I can’t lose you. I can’t.”

“Shh,” you replied, “you won’t. I’m right here. And I’m not going anywhere.”

You knew he had had a panic attack in that random alley way. You knew his legs had given way. You knew memories of his past where haunting him. You knew him better than he knew himself.

But you didn’t say you knew any of that, instead you just say there until you felt his heart rate slowly lower.

“Okay,” you said softly, not wanting to startle him, “you ready to move?”

He shook his head, which was still buried in your shoulder, “I just want to hear your voice.”

“Okay,” you said, “well we had a small explosion thanks to Curtis. Nothing big, he just walked into your explosive arrows. We really need to put those arrows somewhere safe.”

He didn’t reply, but you felt he had stopped shaking which was an improvement.

You didn’t move for a long time, but you would have stayed there as long as you needed to.

Because deep down you knew, you needed him as much as he needed you.

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I have no idea where this came from.

But thanks for reading :)

Feel free to request a prompt or an imagine. I write for the Chicago series, all D.C. tv shows as well as a bunch of book series and bands (full list somewhere on my page).

All to real

13 reasons why season 4 sucks ass

Tw: everything 

When the show first came I didn’t like any of the normal characters people would like I liked bryce, monty, and justin. But as time went on I kept liking them I kept sticking by them because they all had stuff going on in their personal lives now I know that is not an excuse for what bryce did to those girls but he truly was trying to change in season 3 he was trying to become a better person and you could see that he dropped his friendship with monty who was like a brother to him to help tyler. He tried to apoligoze to Ms.Baker he wanted to be better but the show thought hey lets kill the person that is trying to be better. 

Monty was like me in many ways struggling with his sexuality and being a bully because his life and his home life was terrible he however did not try to redeem himself he stayed the same monty that we all knew from the past seasons the one that assulted tyler with a fucking mop handle the person that kept getting into fights. But you could see the very subtle change in him when he became more and more comfortable with who he was as a gay man but then Clay fucking jensen had to go and frame monty for the murder which led to him dying in prison. 

now onto the real reason I made this post season 4 of this show that should have ended in season 2. Now we all know that clay is fucking crazy but this season they took it really far and showed us a boy who was loosing himself even more every day he kept seeing bryce and monty he knew deep down that he kept seeing them because he was guilty he was fucking guilty. The one good thing I think about this season was that we got to see tony’s struggle with trying to get his family back and we saw tony grow as a person. Alex being gay what a fucking shock its not like we could all tell from the beginning  but I am happy for him I truly am. Justin now that shit fucking hurts because he was doing so well and I could relate to him I was an addict for a few years but I got help and Became better just like him he applied for collage hell he got aceppted to collage but nope now they have to tell the collage borad or whatever that he died of AIDs and imagine how hard that must of been for Brandon flynn the actor that play’s justin he is a gay man but i do commend him for playing the part so well. 

Masterlist - by character/actor

I’ve been asked to do a masterlist by character so here we are :)

Dean Winchester

More guys like you - Dean x Reader (mini one shot - Fluff)

Tell me it’s not true - Dean x Reader (mini one shot - Angst/fluff)

Come back to me - Dean x Reader (one shot - Fluff)

I’m sorry - Dean x Reader (mini one shot - Angst/fluff)

A hell of a Winchester - Dean x Reader (one shot - Smut/fluff)

I can’t do this anymore - Dean x Reader (mini one shot - Fluff)

Playing a dangerous game - Dean x Reader (one shot - Smut)

I wouldn’t go to hell for just anyone - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Heat of the moment - Dean x Reader -(one shot - Smut)

You shook me all night long - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Just In Case - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Always - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Fluff)

Not While I’m Around - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Fluff)

There’s No Place Like Home! - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

I Knew You Were Waiting - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Angst/Fluff)

Mine - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

A Weekly Thing - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Please Don’t Leave Me - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Fluff)

Life Doesn’t Get Much Better Than This - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Fluff)

My Baby - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Please Forgive Me - Dean x Reader - (Angst) - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, (Complete)

Forever And Almost Always - Dean x Reader - (Angst/Fluff) - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, (Complete)

Two Can Play At This Game - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Men Like Me - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Intervention - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Angst/Fluff)

No Surprise - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Angst) 

Maybe Baby - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Fluff)

Hot Blooded - Dean x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Sam Winchester

I’ve got something to tell you - Sam x Reader (mini one shot - Fluff)

He’s all yours - Sam x Reader (one shot - Smut/fluff)

Please wake up - Sam x Reader (mini one shot - angst)

Forever Yours - Sam x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Yes! - Sam x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Perfect - Sam x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Anytime - Sam x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Unexpected - Sam x Reader - AU - (one shot - Fluff)

Carpet Burn - Sam x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Love In An Elevator - Sam x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Starts With Goodbye - Sam x Reader - (Angst/Fluff) - Part 1, Part 2,

Downtown Girl - Sam x Reader - (one shot - Smut) 

Castiel

Sleeping masks - Cas x Reader (one shot - Fluff/funny)

I think I’m in love - Cas x Reader (mini one shot - Fluff)

There Must Be An Angel - Cas x Reader - (one shot - Angst/Fluff)

Crowley

Fancy a fag and a chat? - Crowley x Reader (mini one shot - Fluff)

I Guess Hell Isn’t So Bad After All - Crowley x Reader - ( one shot - Fluff)

Dream A Little Dream - Crowley x Reader -(Mentions of Smut/Smut) - Part One, Part Two,  Part Three

Gabriel 

You to me are everything - Gabriel x Reader (one shot - Fluff)

Feels like home - Gabriel x Reader (one shot - Smut/angst/fluff)

Not A Day Goes By - Gabriel x Reader - (Angst/Fluff) -  Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5  (COMPLETE)

Adam Milligan

Stay with me - Adam x Reader (one shot - Implied smut/fluff)

So This Is Heaven - Adam x Reader - (one shot - Fluff)

Comfort Me - Adam x Reader - (one shot - Fluff)

Lucifer

Right where you are - Lucifer x Reader (mini one shot - Fluff)

Multi Couple

It’s Not Over (Please Forgive Me Sequel) - Dean x Reader/Crowley x Reader - (Angst) - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3,  Part 4,

No Pairing

We Have Work To Do - No pairing - (one shot - angst)

Actors

Jensen Ackles

The Power of Love - Jensen x Reader - Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four,  Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine, Part Ten, Part Eleven, Part Twelve, Part Thirteen, Part Fourteen, Part Fifteen, Part Sixteen, Part Seventeen, Part Eighteen, Part Nineteen, Part Twenty, Part Twenty One, Part Twenty Two, Part Twenty Three, Part Twenty Four, Part Twenty Five, Part Twenty Six, Part Twenty Seven,  Part Twenty Eight, Epilogue Part 1, Epilogue Part 2. - COMPLETE

Finally - Jensen x Reader - (one shot - Smut)

Richard Speight Jr

A Thousand Years - Richard x Reader - (Fluff) - Part 1, Part 2, Part 3,  Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10 (COMPLETE)  

Perfect To Me - Richard x Reader - (one shot - smut)

hi, I love your writing!! Okay si fluff concept: with promts 96,35 and 5 :))))

Safe- JJ Maybank

Summary- After a long day JJ seeks comfort in you once he realizes he can't sleep by himself.

Word count: 792

Warning: mentions of mental and physical abuse. Tears :(

5:  “I can’t sleep, can I stay here?”

35: “Did you seriously just climb through my window?”

96: Here, take my blanket.”

Y/n/n: your nickname

Y/n: your name

Your eyes flew open at the sound of your window lock popping open, a thumping sound echoed. Grabbing the closest thing you could grab, your hands clutched your bedside table lamp, ready to hit the intruder.

"Y/n! Y/n, it's me!" A familiar voice spoke. You furrowed your eyebrows together. Flicking the light on, your heart dropped at the sight of JJ Maybank. "Did you seriously just climb through my window? On the second floor?"

Placing your light back on the table, you walked towards the boy who had his head hung low. Walking up to him, you gently held the bottom of his chin, making you look at him. Your mouth slightly falling open at the sight of a gash above his eyebrow.

"He did this, didn't he?" You questioned, already knowing how his father had a past of being abusive to the boy. He didn't speak, nodding his head. "I can't sleep, can I stay here?" He quickly asked, obviously scared to go back home.

"Yeah, yeah of course. Come on let's get you cleaned up." You held his hand in yours, leading him to your bathroom. He sat on the ledge of the tub, watching you dip a face rag in warm, soapy water.

A soft sob erupted from JJ's mouth, making you turn your head to look at him to see his hands hiding his face. You got on your knees in front of him, holding both of his shoulders.

"Hey, hey JJ I'm right here. You're safe, he can't hurt you." You mumbled, pulling him into your chest. "He didn't- didn't stop throwing insult after insult. Every god damn day is insults and fighting." You squeezed your eyes shut as you held him close to you.

You whispered soft, supporting words, rocking back and forth trying to calm him down. "It's okay, I got you." You whispered, pressing a kiss to his for forehead. "You make me feel safe." He whispered, sniffing. You didn't let go until you the felt hot tears on your chest disappear.

Pulling away, you held his chin again, "I'm sorry if this hurts." You apologized quickly. You gently swiped the rag across his wound, washing off dried blood and anything else.

He took in small details as you cleaned his wound. How dialated your pupils were as you focused on him. How your eyelashes just barely touched the bottom of your eyebrow. He never noticed just how beautiful your eyes were. He couldn't help but softly grin at how your to tongue was ever so slightly sticking out.

He flinched, flinging his body away from your hand. "I know, I know, I'm sorry." After you cleaned his cut, you washed the rest of his face, letting him melt into your touch.

Grabbing a special cream for cuts, you gently dabbed a splotch on, watching his face contort in pain at the stinging sensation. Unwrapping a pokemon band aid, you lifted it up, only to have him push your hand back down to inspect the band aid. "Fuck yeah, it's Charmander." He laughed, breaking the glum feeling in the room.

"Perfect match for you, Maybank." You grinned, sealing the band aid down on his cut. "And there you go. Good as new." JJ jumped up from his spot, wrapping you in a tight hug. His arms found their way around your neck, resting his chin on the top of your head.

"You know you're always welcomed here." You mumbled into his chest, earning a kiss on your head. "Let's try to get some rest." He released you a you led him back to your bed.

You took your spot closest to the wall, patting the seat next to you for JJ to join. He climbed in next to you, his arm resting underneath your head as he pulled you close to him.

Your arm rested on his chest, drawing soft shapes on his shirt knowing that was something that calmed him down when he needs it. His body shuttered, reaching over you to close the window he unlocked. "Here, take my blanket."

You passed him the blanket that was pooled at your feet. Pulling the blanket up, you covered both your bodies. "You make me warmer than that." He mumbled, intertwining his legs with yours.

You tilted your head up to see him looking down at you with a smile. "You're the best y/n/n." You pressed a kiss to the bottom of his jaw, snuggling your face onto his chest. You watched as his eyelids fluttered shut, hearing the shallow breaths coming out of his mouth. JJ was finally able to sleep, feeling safe and secure knowing you were in his arms now, and you were gonna be in his arms when he's awake.

You rested your ear on his pectoral, listening to the soothing beat of his heart. Grinning to yourself, you whispered, "goodnight JJ." Before allowing yourself to fall asleep in the arms of JJ Maybank.

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