#AND ITS JUDT SHRUGGED OFF

[weebsinstash]

I managed to actually find another werewolf audiobook that is so terrible I actually skipped to one of the very last chapters to see if they were being for real with this bullshit, immediately dropped it, and am now going back and re-listening to what I had just so I can accurately recount how atrociously toxic this is

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

you are doing some cocomelon shit to me

[poppy-metal]

after the emotional turmoil of angst you've put us through with toxic!ballet jordan could we have some established relationship jordan being a softie pretty please? also how do they get together?

- 🐞

SORRY. i love angst </3 it does end happy though, probably after some big fight between you too, where you call them out on all their shit, on how they so obviously care about you but treat it like its a bad thing, and how that makes you feel like shit because you've done nothing to earn their distrust - and they're a coward for letting fear hold them back, not just on being with you, but on going after what they want and being who they are. they dont like it at first, get so angry they could throttle you - even if they have tears biting at their lashes - even if their voice is cracked and sharp with pain when they tell you to go fuck yourself and storm away. n you dont go after them this time, you dont look at them or contact them and jordan doesn't look at you either. you spend weeks without talking, and it fucking kills you. so much that you ask to drop out as the lead in the next play, because you can't go through with all those nights alone with jordan, having them touch you, knowing they'll never be honest. let them torment some other girl - even if that thought makes you sick.

jordan is furious at the news. and they dont know why because something they always wanted happened. instead of getting another lead - jordan is cast in your place. they'll be the lone star. its what they always wanted, and yet the news feels like swallowing a cold stone. heavy and wrong in their stomach. they dont even smile. when they go home they stare at your contact name on their phone, biting their lip. wanting to demand you take your place back, but they cant - this is what they've wanted. and yet every practice feels awful. even if they hit every move, even if they have the dance down. they dont feel the rush of adrenaline or the thrill of having the audiences attention and praise. they just... miss you. because practicing with you, if they were honest, never made them feel outshined. performing with you only made them burn brighter. realizing that, its like a punch in the gut. its like a wave of emotion hits them all at once, and they know you were right. about everything.

because they're in love with you, god dammit. and you're their partner. you should be here.

its a big step - they decline the position of lead themself and when the director asks why jordan judt shrugs, feeling a weight off their shoulders, the weight of caring so fucking much about needing to be a lone star falling off, and say "it wasn't the right fit for me." because the right fit for them is by your side, or even if they performed alone, a role that they earned themselves and that they knew you'd support them over.

next is the groveling ❤️ ohhhhh groveling lovesick toxic!ballet jordan..... thats a whole other beast. because you're theirs. and you will be with them again. even if you dont know it yet.

[bwoahtastic]

Toto and the rest of the pack being at an absolute loss when Dan loses the pup and they're grateful they didn't lose Dan but they just don't know how to help because Dan is constantly just whining for his pup and he doesn't understand where the pup is. Daniel staring to lose his energy and Toto knows that losing a pup can kill an omega so he's so stressed and searching for a solution when a neighbouring pack reaches out and explains that they lost an omega but the pup is struggling and Toto knows its a risk because Dan could reject the pup and make both himself and the pup worse but they know they have to try.

Daniel staring at baby lando for a moment and Toto is holding his breath and then Dan coos and starts feeding Lando and Toto is so relieved

Plsss toto being so desperate because he knows Omegas can die of heartbreak sfter losing their pup🥺 Toto trying so,hard to help Dan, as does the whole pack, but no matter if they try to cuddle hin or feed him, Dan just keeps whining for his pup and asking them where the pup is🥺 he gets so weak and Toto starts to worry more and more until he gets the call from the neighbouring pack.

He knows its a risk, that if Dan rejects the pup it will only make both of them worse but he knows that if they don't try, there's very little else they can still do for Dan.

Toto gently scenting the tiny little pup and he quietly knows he will try to safe the pup still even if Dan won't accept him.

Toto going into Dan's room and explaining how little lando doesn't have a momma anymore and needs to feed, but that Dan can say no, ofcourse he can! Dan reaching for Lando and holding him close, just looking down on his little curls and big eyes for a moment before smiling softly and shrugging his top off to see if Lando would nurse. And lando accepts his momma judt as easily 🥺🥺

[just-my-fandom]

Table for Two (Michelle Jones x Reader)

Request; MJ has a crush on coffee girl. Boom.

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She doesnt think anything of it at first. She's looking down at her wallet as she steps up to the counter when its her turn, and its only the sweet voice that pulls her away from her trance,

"Hi," She meets your eye's, bright (E/C) that shimmer in the dim lights above, and stares as you smile, "Welcome to (Coffee/Shop), would you like to try our special?"

MJ blinks, twice, swallowing and shaking her head, "No-no thanks," She smiles back, "I'll just take a grande espresso,"

"Great," She watches you tap on the screen, then smile at her a second time, "Name?"

MJ inhales. What is her name?

"Oh," She laughs nervously, "MJ,"

"Okay, MJ," You tease, tapping the two letters in, "$4.25, please,"

Shes quick to hand you said money, stepping back to let the next customer up, watching you move to the back counters and take your time on her drink,

"Enjoy your drink," You set the drink on the front counter, sending a third smile,

"Thanks," She moves away from the counter, exhaling deeply as she finds her spot at a booth by the window, her books and bag already present

. . .

"To Kill A Mockingbird?"

MJ draws her eyes away from her book, catching you fixing your bag on your shoulder and smiling warmly,

"Sorry," You grin sheepishly, shifting, "I was just getting off my shift and saw you were still here. I love that book," You bring your eyes back to hers, and MJ slowly sets down her book, clearing her throat,

"Yeah," She coughs, "Its one of my favorites, Im big on books,"

"Im sorry," She sees you begin to panic, "Am I disrupting you? I-I can go,"

"No!" MJ swallows, eyes darting to the seat in front of her, "You arent bothering me at all, do you- want to sit?"

"Oh," You slide into the booth, taking a quick sip of (favorite/coffee), "I guess its a good thing I always have a book in my bag,"

She watches you pull out a book, (Favorite/Book) and set it in front of you,

"What's your name?" MJ blurts, your eyes meeting hers and eyebrow raising, "Since you know mine, I mean,"

You giggle, shifting to face her, "I'm Y/N, I go Bronx Science here in town,"

"Really?" MJ neatly closes her book, "I've never seen you around there,"

"No way," You laugh, "You go there too?" She nods, "Im usually cooped up in the library, Im not really a people person,"

"You seem okay with me," MJ shrugs, and you lean back in your seat, face slightly pink,

"Of course, you're-" You pause, and MJ raises both eyebrows, "Cute,"

"Well," MJ flicks her eyebrows, smiling, "I think you're cute too,"

You bite your lip and look down, MJ tugging at her own bottom lip then looking down when her phone vibrates,

"Ah, shoot," She mumbles, your eyes flicking up to her and frowning,

"Everything okay?" You ask quietly, MJ looking up at you and nodding,

"Yeah, of course. My friend from school just wont leave me alone," She laughs, "Ill see you tomorrow?"

"Sure," You brighten, and hold out a piece of paper, "Here's my number,"

"Nice," She grins casually, waving goodbye to you and exiting the coffee shop, dancing in her spot,

She hears your laugh, turning to see you walking the other way, your eyes meeting hers before you climb into a taxi, sending another wave,

MJ puts a hand to her forehead, cursing, but smiles down at the paper and breaks into a jog towards the library

. . .

"Hey espresso," MJ smiles up at you in greet, your form leaning forward on the counter, "Im guessing thats what youll have today?"

"Actually," She scans the menu behind you, "I'll take a (favorite/coffee),"

"Trying new things are we?" You smirk, and type in her request,

"Figured we should have another thing in common besides books," MJ winks, handing you the needed amount of change,

"Well, you're doing a great job," You extend your arm to hand her drink over, "Im almost done with my shift for classes, want to walk with me?"

"Sure, Im going to let my friends know outside, meet you there?"

You smile and nod, looking over when a coworker shouts a new drink and you push away, winking at MJ a last time before disappearing into the back,

"Okay," The front doors of the coffee shop opens, your figure stumbling out as you untie your uniform, school clothes beneath, "We ready?"

"Yep," MJ gestures to two guys next to her, who both blink at you, "Y/N, this is Ned and Peter,"

"Oh Yeah," You point at them, giggling, "I walked in on them building a lego set in a classroom," You grin, Peter and Ned sharing glances,

"This is the girl you told us about!?" Ned shouts, causing you to judt as MJ elbows Ned roughly,

"Lets go," MJ dodges away from Ned, taking your arm and offering to carry your uniform so you could fit it in your bag,

. . .

MJ's throat is tight. She hopes, prays, that after two weeks since the snap, the coffee shop is opened again

It is, and now the only thing MJ is worried about is hoping to see you behind the counter,

You are, but your smile is gone and barely anyone is in the shop, only a man with his child, a husband and wife who are thankful to still be with one another, you, and three workers,

The jingle of the bell has you looking up from the drink you were making, dull eyes widening at her figure,

"MJ!" You call, a worker looking over and watching you abandon the drink, moving around the counter to run up to her,

MJ sets down her book at the nearest table, catching your figure in her arms, holding you tight against her with her nose in her shoulder,

"Thank god you're okay," You lean back, fingers brushing her cheeks, "What about Peter and Ned? Are they safe?"

"Ned is," MJ exhales, "No ones heard from Peter,"

"Im sorry," You breathe softly, reaching up to press your lips firmly to hers. She doesnt have time to process your action, because you pull back just as quick, hands trembling and eyes wide,

"Sorry," You pull your hands back, MJ catching them before they could rest at your sides,

"No, no," She smiles, tearily, "Its okay. Its always been okay,"

You blink away a tear and pull yourself back into her arms, head at her chest and eyes shutting,

MJ releases a breath, arms sliding around your shoulders, ducking her head into your hair and instantly inhaling another breath,

"Say," You lean back, wiping your cheek, and smile brokenly, "How about an espresso?"

"Ive been craving some (Favorite/Coffee)," She murmurs, smiling back and squeezing your hand,

You look down at your joined hands, releasing her fingers to go back to the counter, and, for the first time in two weeks, you find yourself smiling again,

[azaraspirit]

okay so i really wanna share this. a friend loved it so i wanted to post it to hear your thoughts. this is my star wars harrison/tom/oc fic. its judt over 1k and im rather pleased how it turned out.

Azara never felt more torn in her life. Go with her new companion Tom, or stay with her best friend, Harrison who has been seduced by the dark side. She wanted to look back at the ship behind her but she knew if she did it would be the last thing she would see. Haz was powerful and that much was unmistakable. Azara wanted to puke at the things he had to do to get to where he was now. He was as powerful as Darth Vader once was. But something told her that her friend was still there somewhere.

“Haz,” Azara spoke, tears stinging her eyes, her body shaking. “Come with me.”

She wanted to cry. This could be the last time she would see her friend and his beautiful blue eyes were hidden by a helmet. She could see her own reflection against the smooth black metal that hid her friend’s face.

“You know I can’t do that Azara.” Even his voice was masked. It was deeper. Scarier. Not the soothing voice she remembered.

“Haz…” She gulped. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the handle of her saber, fearing what she may have to use it…Her hand was shaking.

“Don’t.” he growled.

“AZARA! COME ON!” Tom shouted behind her from the ship. “WE HAVE TO GO NOW!”

Azara choked back a sob. The air was thick around them. She could sense how intense the Force was around him as if it was some sort of shield. A blaster startled her out of her trance. She looked back seeing Tom shooting at storm troopers that were attacking them.

Azara gasped, seeing a blaster aim for her but the shot stopped in mid air, buzzing, before it went backwards and hit the trooper who originally pulled the trigger. Confusion washed over her before she realized. The shield wasn’t for Haz. It was for her.

Her glassy eyes looked at Haz. “Go.” he said. “I’ll hold them off.”

Azara smiled just a bit before she ran and jumped off of the ledge. Tom grunted as he grabbed her arm and helped her into the Falcon. He hoisted her into the ship and she gasped, falling on the floor.

“What the hell happened, Azara?!” Tom shouted. “He could have killed YOU!”

She looked up at him, crying. “But he didn’t. He saved me.”

Tom scoffed, rolling his eyes, his hand combing through his messy curls. “Sure. You’re telling me the new Sith Lord just saved a Jedi’s life?”

“He’s more than that, Tom. You don’t understand. Before this...he was my friend. My best friend.”

Tom stared at Azara like she just took off her head right off her neck. “I’m sorry, what now?”

Azara gulped. “Tom...I think there’s something I need to tell you…”

Tom flopped on the chair, stunned by what Azara has just explained to him. “So...Harrison was a jedi...just like you?”

Azara nodded, now calmed down from her near death experience. “Yeah…”

Tom ran both hands in his hair. “This is crazy...so why does he want to kill you then?”

“To become more powerful.” Azara spoke quietly as if someone might overhear. “Every time a jedi dies, their energy, spirit...becomes part of the force…”

“I thought that was just a myth.” Tom chuckled.

Azara shook her head. “Yeah well it’s true...that’s just what they want you to believe…”

“So what am I a jedi?” Tom laughed at the idea.

She shrugged. “Maybe. I think everyone has a bit of the force in them. Just some more than others.”

Tom chuckled again. “What’s so funny?” Azara asked.

“Nothing. I just find it hard to believe that this force is real.”

Azara narrowed her eyes at Tom who laughed.

Azara cleared her throat and lifted up her hand. Tom was still laughing at himself as she focused on a piece of metal junk next to Tom. Her eyes closed as she concentrated. Tom stared as the piece of metal started to rise off the floor. Azara opened her eyes, laughing at Tom’s dumbfounded expression.

“Told ya.” She lowered her hand down, the metal falling to the floor with a loud clank.

“So...it is real…”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you this whole time dumb-dumb.”

“So...I could be a jedi too then?”

“Sure. If you believe.” Azara left a thought to herself. Tom seemed like the last person who could be a jedi. Then again she hasn’t known him for very long.

Chewie joined them, communicating with Azara, resting his furry palm on her shoulder. She smiled up at him, resting her hand on hers. “I’m okay, Chewie, but thank you.” He nodded.

“I’m going to make myself some tea.” Azara stated. Chewie stepped out of the way so she could go into the small kitchen. She gathered what she needed and started to boil the water. She turned around and yelped, seeing that Tom was right behind her. “Nice to see you, too.” she joked.

“Mind if I have some too?”

“Uh not at all. But I’ll have to add more water.” She turned around to reach for the kettle, her rear end gently pressing against Tom’s front, making her blink. “Oh, sorry. Haha. Small ship and all.”

“I don’t mind.” Tom smirked.

Azara blushed but continued to add water to the kettle. She put the lid back on and set it on the burner. She opened the covered, Tom’s hand covering hers. She looked back at him only to see another smirk. “What does that mean?” she asked, trying to hide her blushing.

Tom chuckled. “Your hands are soft. And small.”

“Yeah so?” She turned around, facing him. “What’s wrong with that?”

“Nothing.” He shook his head at the word, his body just an inch from hers. “Just sayin’.” He took her hand in his. They were much larger than hers. His skin was rough, his fingers long. A metal ring hugged his middle finger.

“Stop that.” Azara said rather pathetically, knowing very well that’s the last thing she wanted.

“Stop what?” Tom asked, already knowing the answer.

“Stop holding my hand.”

“I never took you for a liar Azara.”

“I’m not.”

“Well you clearly are. You just lied.”

“Did not.”

“You did again.”

Azara grunted in annoyance, inching closer to Tom, ready to tell him off but the kettle whistled and broke the tension.

[0328babal]

HYUNG LINE: He gets into an argument causing his S/O to cry.

Author: YingYangJeongin

Genre: Angst and Fluff

A/N: This is to make the members look like jerks or anything I just get bored in class and write these. If there are any error I am sorry :(

Chan:

All day he had been ignoring your text and calls. It was 2:30 AM ,and still no Chan. He usually works late ,but this time you were scared. Did he fall asleep? Is he eating enough? Is he getting home safe or even coming home at all?

  You called Changin to see if 3RACHA was working late , but when you called he told you that the boys left early due to chan being in a bad mood ,and not wanting to be around anyone right now. After that being said you thought maybe you should bring him food and try to make him feel better.

    You knocked on the door of the room Chan was currently working in ,but you were not expecting the words he said after that. " I don't know who it is or what you want ,but this room is full and I dont want to see anyone right now." Chan shouted.

  You opened the door and stuck the food out for him ,but he just pushed it to the floor.

" Channie it's just Y/N, I just wanted to bring you food to maybe help you feel better. I-I think you should come home and get some rest and see if you'll feel better in the morning, okay?" You spoke softly but just loud enough to understand the words being said.

  "I CAN'T JUST GO HOME AND LEAVE Y/N. I HAVE SO MUCH WORK TO DO AND I CANT IF YOU KEEP BUGGING ME AND TRYING TO GET ME TO GO HOME ,SO GO AWAY AND LET ME WORK." Chan shouted out of no where causing you to jump.

  The room went silent and Chan's head filled with regret. "She was only trying to help and I was rude for no reason at all." He thought.  Chan thought he was alone until he heard slight sobbing. He ran to comfort you. " I am so sorry baby. I didn't mean to hurt you. Please forgive me even though I don't deserve it." He whispered . "I love you, Channie."

He kissed your head and hummed an I love you as he did it.

Woojin:

He had been silent all day. not even a sound was made. You were scared he had over worked himself and he was just mentally and physicaly tired.

  You slowly opened the door of your guy's room to see a sleeping Woojin , so you just left.

A few hours had passed and he had left the room.

   "Woojinie, do you want to for a walk with me to help clear your mind?" You asked trying to help and comfort him.

"Why are you asumming I need to clear my mind?" he asked with frustration lingering in his voice.

"I-I  am sorry I just thought..." you stated until he cut you off.

"YEAH! YOU JUST THOUGHT YOU DIDN'T EVEN ASK ME YOU JUST ASSUMED"  he shouted causing you to jump.

  " I WAS JUST TRYING TO HELP YOU CAUSE I LOVE AND CARE FOR YOU , WOOJIN." You tried to scream between sobs.

He instantly felt awful after making you cry. He consumed you into his arms whispering soft Shhhs causing your breathing to calm down.

After you were completely okay he softly kissed you and said, " You were right. I wasn't okay earlier and I know you ment well. I love you more than anyting." he whispered as you fell asleep in

the crook of his neck.

Minho:

Anger. That is all the room was filled with.

  Last night was a long, frustrating, and tiring night. You had a huge fight last night with Minho. It was over the smallest thing ,but due to both of you being drained from the day it was 10 times worse then it has ever been.

  The next morning you tried to talk to him but it was pointless. Not a single thing was said.

  "Lee Minho? Do you want to go to cafe with me down the street? I'll pay." You asked through the crack in the door.

"Oh so now you want to be civil?" He sighed.

"Don't blame this on me, Minho." You replied.

"There you go again acting as if you did absolutely nothing." He growled with frustration.

"What is that supposed to mean?" You asked trying not to make another fight start.

"I MEAN YOU ALWAYS BLAME STUFF ON OTHER PEOPLE AND NEVER TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOUR ACTIONS. I FEEL LIKE I AM IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH AN 8 YEAR OLD." he screamed unexpectedly.

Alot was said the night before ,but the words he just shouted hurt was than anything that was ever said to you. Without realizing it you were in tears.

"Fine well I-I guess I'll judt leave then so you can stop babysitting." Your voice was breaking and after the words were said you began sobbing.

The door swung open and suddenly you couldn't move. You felt light pats on your back.

"I am so so so sorry. I didn't mean any of that. Please forgive mean?" He whispered. You didn't

answer with your words but you kissed him softly informing him everything was okay.

Changbin:

You two were out with some friends and everything was great. One of his were getting a little to close and changbin didn't like it. The one thing that angered him him the most was that you didn't say anything to the guy.

As you two left he didn't say a word to you until you both got home. "Bin? what's wrong?" you questioned.

"You didn't notice that guy was a little too close?" frustration was in his voice.

"I mean a little bit ,but its okay." you just shrugged it off.

"It's okay? Your BOYFRIEND didn't to think it was okay." he stated trying to contain his anger.

"Bin, it is in the past,okay? Let's just let it go." you said.

"Y/N, WHY CAN'T YOU JUST SAY YOU WERE WRONG AND THAT ISN'T OKAY? I DON'T LIKE THE FACT MY THAT MY GIRLFRIEND WAS PRACTICALLY SITTING ON ANOTHER GUY. YOU KNOW HOW BAD THAT MAKES ME LOOK? HUH, DO YOU?" he shouted.