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omg can you do one where y/n has a nightmare!

:(( 🥺👉👈


y/n had always suffered from nightmares. She had them when she was kids and all through her teenage years. Sometimes she’d remember them so vividly that they almost felt real — she knew now they weren’t but they were none the less. Harry knows she suffered from nightmares but never in a million years would he think they were this bad. Screaming, crying, thrashing. It was like she was in another state of mind. She wasn’t y/n. Since her and Harry got together she hadn’t been having them as much. She had a therapist that helped her with the depression and nightmares — but Harry was the one the really helped her.



He took care of her. Held her when she scared. He always wrote down what happened, he did everything she told him to do — and never once did he complain. she was used to the lack of sleep and he was too with tour and weird studio sessions. So he wasn’t bothered waking up really late at night.




the nightmares always related to something happening her life at the moment. And because she was on her period they were quite bad — her therapist had told that sometimes that could happen so not to worry. She had a nightmare about Harry getting stabbed. He had been mugged recently and scared y/n to no end. That he could’ve gotten hurt. He could’ve been stabbed or punched. The nightmare felt so real — she was stood right next to him watching him get stabbed multiple times. She tried to move and she screamed and cried so loud but nobody would listen. Why wouldn’t anyone listen?



Harry immediately woke up when he heard her scream. It was like she was witnessing a murder. He screams brought tears to his eyes as he held her in her arms “y/n it’s Harry, baby. You have to wake up for me” he said sniffling and the screams continued for a bit until she woke up out of breath and a hot mess. “Harry?” She croaked out her heart beating insanely fast. “It’s ok baby, I’m here it’s ok” he repeated kissing her forehead.



“I saw you get stabbed. T…T…they were going to kill you haz” she sobbed into his chest. He closed his eyes cradling her “well they didn’t. I’m here with you” he said and kissed her lips.



“I’m here”

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Tick, tock goes the clock
by Bezaliel

“It hurts” was the only thing that went through his head as he screamed hunched in on himself laying on the ground and holding his eye.

It felt like someone inserted a needle in his eye and was trying to pull it out, “it hurts! Mom help!” He wanted to scream, but it hurt too much.

sry for the bad summary.

Words: 1107, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23430370

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It’s Going to be Okay
by fourtharm

He really does not want to deal with this. So, in order to not deal with this, he promptly turns off his phone and hides under the covers. He feels a hand reach under the covers towards him to lightly scratch his scalp.

Izuku tries and fails to say something while trapped under the covers. Shouto makes a questioning noise and pulls the bedding off of Izuku’s face. “The photos,” he says, tears beginning to build up again, “were released.”

Or: The #1 Hero’s nudes were leaked after a villain got a hold of his phone. Izuku, with the help of his amazing boyfriend and old classmates, recovers.

Words: 4354, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23429182

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Empty My Heart

What’s the use in changing if you still won’t want me

I have to go deeper still

When the cameras are flashing I know what I wanna see

Your love I need to feel

It’s the only thing that feels real to me now

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Lock me up, lock me in

I don’t want to go out

I always lose, I never win

Catch me up, tie me in

Just let myself down

I don’t even try to to win

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If it’s over for me now

It’s alright I’ll survive

Blinding lights flash in my mind

It’s all dark, empty my heart

If it’s over for me now

It’s alright I’ll survive

Blinding lights flash in my mind

It’s all dark, empty my heart

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𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨/𝙤 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 !
𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦
𝚃𝚆 : 𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙷
                      ✯¸.•´*¨`*•✿ ✿•*`¨*`•.¸✯

- you’ve been acting extremely distant to ace, and it started to worry him.

- he tried making plans with you countless of times, but you declined or came up with an excuse.

- those long phone calls you and ace used to have went from 3 hours to 3 minutes. 

- he misses you a lot. 

- he misses kissing you, he misses holding you, hugging you, being a dork with you, everything. 

- he felt like he did something wrong, so he decided to look through all of his recent texts with you, only to find nothing. 

- the gang noticed some slight changes in ace too. they noticed that ace wasn’t acting like his usual self. he was more irritable than normal and way too quiet for it to be normal for him. 

- ace literally couldn’t take the distance anymore. he wanted to be with you so bad, so he showed up at your house with no warning. 

- when you answered the door, his heart dropped. 

- you looked like a mess. 

- there were dark, deep bags under your eyes and you were more skinnier than normal. it looked like you haven’t taken care of yourself in days. 

- the beautiful shine in your eyes banished, and ace could tell there was something terribly wrong. 

- “ baby… “ ace muttered with his voice gentle but drowned in worry. “ what happened? “

- the moment he finished talking, buckets of tears began to cascade down your face. whimpers started to produce from your throat.

- ace literally felt his heart break into trillions of pieces.

- he stepped inside and shoved your head into his chest. his arms slithered around your body. his grip became tighter as you sobbed uncontrollably. he shushed you and whispered sweet nothings into your ear. he ran his fingers through your hair and traced circles into your back with his fingertips. 

- “ shh shh, sweetheart. its okay, you’ll be okay… “ ace cooed, pressing soft kisses to your forehead. 

- when your sobs became hiccups, he lead you to your couch. he sat you on his lap and wrapped his arms around your waist. you hid your face in his shoulder, embarrassed and ashamed of what he witnessed.

- “ it’s okay if you don’t wan’t to but, “ ace paused, thinking for a moment. he sighed, wiping the tear stains off of your cheeks. “ …do you wanna talk about it, sweets? “ 

- you told him about the passing of your family member and how you were close to them. talking about it only made you cry again, but not as violently as you did when he first laid eyes on you.

- “ oh, baby…i-i’m so sorry…. “ ace apologized. he pulled you back against his chest once again. he began to rub your back soothingly. 

- he asked if he could stay over for a few days, and you of course said yes right away. 

- he didn’t want to leave you alone again. he wanted to be with you every second. 

- crying or not, he was holding you the majority of the day.

- ace told you that if you ever feel sad, you can talk to him about it. 

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[2:43am“i’m leaving.” 

your boyfriend, chan, gave you a puzzled look. he had just gotten home from work and was still clad in his navy suit. his tie hang loosely around his neck and his hair was a bit disheveled. any other day seeming him like this would be arousing however it only fueled your current anger.

“hm? to where?” he muttered, throwing his briefcase towards the edge of the bed. without even removing his shoes, chan sprawled out on his side of the bed with his back to you.

“away from you.” you bit out, hoping that somehow at this moment he’d start paying you any mind. chan worked a full-time job and didn’t get off until midnight. sometimes he doesn’t come home, though even when he does he can’t seem to form coherent sentences. 

“what? y/n you don’t know what you’re saying, just come to bed.” staring at his clothed back for a minute, silently you made up your mind. you grabbed a random duffle bag lying around and started stuffing it with some of your important things. only then did chan turn around and try to make sense of the situation. “are you serious, y/n? what’s the problem now?”

“no, are you serious? can’t you see it?!” you exclaimed, frustratedly. “it’s almost 3 am, chan. yet here i am, up waiting for you like i do every night. you get home and barely utter a word to me. nothing about how my day went, how i’m holding up, nothing!” by now you knew your face was pink as your skin was burning with amger.

“look, babe, i don’t mean to. it’s just like you said i work hard and long so when i’m home i’m tired i-” you cut him off with a scoff and an eye roll.

“it’s always about you isn’t it. ‘i do this and this!’ but what about me chan.” you choked out. “i cook, clean and sit here like the loyal girlfriend i am waiting for you. but i’m tired of being alone, chan.” then you resumed packing your things.

“so you’re just leaving?” he huffed in bewilderment. you answered with silence due to your thoughts on where to stay. “what about us, y/n?” his voice softened.

“what about us?” you replied coldly. you pulled coats off hangers and shoes off shelves, not stopping for a moment. once you had everything you thought you needed for however long, you turned to take one good look at chan again. “i loved you chan, so much, and i still do. however, you’ve always valued work more than you did me. it’s always been a one man race for you where i can’t catch up.” your throat tightened and your eyes started to sting.

just know i’ll be waiting for you, chan.” it was beyond you whether or not you would be returning. nevertheless, you had a connection with chan like no other so you knew your heart would always be gravitating towards him. before you could walk out of the room, chan jumped out of bed to stop you. “let me go.” you whispered.

chan’s grip on you only got tighter as he spun you around and croaked, “what should i do? how do i make you stay?” your eyes locked and you gulped at the desperation in his brown orbs.

“quit your job.” it was a test, if he truly loved you he would know what to do. after a long minute of analyzing your face he realized you were dead serious. only then did he lower his head and loosen the grip on your hand.

“y/n…” a short tear slipped pass his eyes and you resisted the urge to brush it away. despite knowing his answer your heart still ached.

“goodbye, chan” you sighed, shrugging off his hand and walking off. the tears you’ve been holding on to all night finally began. though it will be hard to fathom,

the love you thought was unconditional is over.

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colby | colby released | desmond and kip

“Hey, you’re fine. Ride it out. You got this.”

Kip’s chin wobbles as he stares up at the ceiling, breaths huffing out of his nose. His whole body is quaking with tension. The agony is constant, but waves of unbearable, somehow worse pain, crash over him here and there. He doesn’t even try to move his body anymore. It’s useless, it only brings thought-erasing pain. He can’t help it in his sleep, though - so he shifts, and knocks a broken bone against the wall or his own side, and wakes up making sounds.

Desmond can’t touch him.

Can’t hold him, thanks to the thorough shattering he put Kip through. Can’t touch him, because he’s not sure what relationship his fingertips have with Kip’s skin, anymore. The past few times he had to touch his friend, bone gave way underneath his hands, and he can’t get rid of that feeling.

It’s hard on Kip, to not be held. To not get a hand on his shoulder, or on his arm, in support; no pat on the back, no gentle shove, nothing. All they have is each other, and through the years, they’ve been able to turn a hard, cold front to the world, knowing that when they were alone, safe, they could break down if they needed to.

Kip can cry, when they’re alone. Desmond can stare off at nothing and let his mind untether itself from reality like it tries so hard to do at the worst of times. They can sit with each other, backs to the wall, leaning against each other, and just feel the shit they’ve gotta feel.

But now things are complicated in a terrifying new way. Kip won’t be able to move for weeks. He’ll have to heal up so much just to be able to sit up, let alone to walk, to run. Kip will have to take care of him, just so he can survive until then.

And no place is safe enough for long enough to allow for that.

So they’re going to have to move, from this empty, dusty, dark place, to another one. Desmond’s going to have to figure out how to move Kip, pile of broken bones that he is, without attracting any attention, without humiliating Kip.

It’s not possible.

But if they stay here, they’ll get found. And nobody that goes snooping around in abandoned buildings is the type to offer help for free. They’re more likely to try and rob Desmond, or they’ll be cops clearing out squatters. Desmond would freeze, and Kip would be grabbed, and it’d be over. They’d die, or worse, get split up.

“N-not a crybaby, ‘m not,” Mutters Kip, pupils blown wide in the dark, a sheen of sweat clinging to his skin. This wave of unbearable pain is taking forever to pass. He’s not crying, but Desmond knows that the memories hust just as much as tears actually falling, for Kip.

“I know. You’re tough. Nobody’s here, Kip. Nobody called you that.”

Shallow, staggered breaths break the silence of the space over and over again. How they must hurt, with broken ribs and a fractured collarbone.

“Please, ‘m not.”

Desmond frowns. They need a healer, someone with numbing magic. Kip can’t deal with all this pain, this helplessness, without his mind slipping into the fear he felt back then. Desmond’s magic is useless right now, and his hands, they broke Kip. He can’t go out looking for a healer without leaving Kip like this, alone, swearing to an empty room that he’s not weak, he’s not crying.

What good is it to be in the Resistance and still be this alone, this scared? What are they going to do? There are no survivable options. The sudden, overwhelming thought that Kip might die seizes Desmond by the back of the neck, his body locking up in terror. What can I do? What the hell can I do, to fix this?

“Dez, is there… anyone, here?” Breathes the shuddering, whimpering warlock. He looks so helpless, stained black and purple with bruising, taking thin tremulous breaths on a bare, grimy mattress on the floor. The best that Desmond could find, with his friend crunching and sobbing in his arms.

“No. Place is empty.”

“Mnh. ‘kay, good. ‘Cause… ‘m gonna…” Kip blinks, lip quivering.

“‘s okay, man. Let it out.”

Hands lying limp and useless against the floor, Desmond tips his head back against the wall. The only sound in the space they share is near-silent crying, and breathless whines, and the soft sounds that come with Kip trying and failing to calm himself down.

They might die like this, Desmond thinks, trying to follow every possible train of thought about how to move forward, and coming to a dead end every time. They might die before they can even pick up the pieces of what they are, after the mindfucker.

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Miniseries Summary: A cheating scandal emerges via the tabloids, pitting Y/N L/N against her lovers Jensen and Danneel. She expects them not to believe the rumours; she soon learns to keep her expectations low.

Chapter Summary: The Ackles expect their relationship with Y/N to go back to the way it was before the article-little do they know, they’ve got a lot of making up to do.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Reader/Danneel Ackles

Theme: The Show Must Go On (Queen)

Word Count: 3.3k+

Characters: Jensen Ackles, Danneel Ackles, JJ Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Genevieve Padalecki, Shep Padalecki, Chris Evans (mentioned), Delta Ackles (OFC), Divorced!Ryan Reynolds

Warnings: rumours of cheating, previous verbal fighting, cursing, crying, angst, past divorce

For @deanwanddamons’ 500 Follower Lyric Challenge

Prompt Filled: “Outside the dawn is breaking, but inside in the dark I’m aching to be free.”

Note: This chapter’s dedicated to @onethirstyunicorn because she’s been feeling particularly vengeful during the mandatory quarantine😈😂

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After being released from Danneel and Jensen’s rib-crackingly tight hug, she hesitantly goes into the dark house. Her mommy senses tingle and tell her that JJ isn’t asleep in her room as expected, but she’d find out where she was soon enough. She repositions her daughter on her hip.

“It’s…dark in here.” She says slowly. She glances at Danneel, who’s all mussed up hair, red eyes, and blotchy. She can see an ice cream carton sitting on the arm of the couch that she’d picked out; it’s contents were slowly but surely melting. “You two seem to have moved on.”

Her voice is bitterly sarcastic; while she had craved their love while being separated, now that she was back all she felt was anger. For years she’d given blood, sweat, and tears to keep their little family together, especially when the tabloids went apeshit when they revealed their relationship (because it was ‘wrong’) AND when Danneel got pregnant with JJ (because she thought it would drive Y/N away). Now because of a stupid article  and photoshopped pictures everything had been ruined.

The Ackles both wince at that, hurt. Still, they knew that they deserved it.

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Synopsis: Every girl dreams of marrying a prince and becoming a princess. One day my life gets turned upside down and I find myself in the life of Prince Henry. Thanks to ‘The Princess Lottery' 

Disclaimer: I do not own Henry, he owns himself. I own myself and my ideas only. 

Warnings: Smut (eventual), kidnapping, tooth-rotting fluff. 

Taglist: @cavilliciousness@viking-raider@carietrekkie@onlyhenrys

Author’s Note: This is my April CampNanoWriMo project, aiming for 5k words. Might write more than that but we’ll see how it goes. I’m also happy to add people to the tag list, and please, please do leave feedback if you are enjoying it. 

Chapters: 

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wrote some fic updates lol

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Subjugation chapter 2- Papyrus returns for more coffee… and a brownie.

Carry Me chapter 1- Papyrus is struggling… you’re not going to let it continue.

Charbroiled chapter 1- Razz and Slim are absolutely ZERO HELP shopping.

Blinded by the Light chapter 1- Edge is kinda a dumbass.

Bared Collar chapter 6- Blue has some explaining to do.

An Unplanned Tease chapter 4- Slim gets help.

A Chocolate Cake chapter 4- Slim gets help. 

Duly Noted chapter 4- Its BBQ time.

Sparks and Wires chapter 3- Honey tries his best.

Nursing (18+)- Edge just wants to get his work done. Please.

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forgotten (and lost)
by tsubisho

Larry the Cucumber has been abandoned, left for another universe he doesn’t understand. All he knows is that God wouldn’t accept this new hobby his abandoner seemed so emotionally connected to.

He can’t help but shake his cucumber head in disappointment when he watches the obsession over the two new fictional characters and their own universe. As words pile on top of each other about how happy they are, Larry wonders if he’s even real enough to make a difference.

Words: 393, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23429719

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@sammy-moo Could you please do a Steve x Female Reader? Like it’s super angsty and set during endgame. They’re talking before he goes to take the stones back and the reader knows he’s been off since he saw Peggy. She convinces to go and give it a chance. Steve reluctantly agreed and has Bucky to promise to watch after her. Bucky knows the reader is pregnant but Steve doesn’t. P.S. I REGRET NOTHING

Note: YOU MY FRIEND ARE AN ANGSTY BITCH AND I LOVE YOU FOR IT.

Triggers: Big sadness? Spoilers for Endgame?

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Originally posted by writings-of-a-hufflepuff

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Seoul Private School, commonly known as SPS, is probably one of the most prestigious high schools in South Korea for the core reason that it is meant for the elites. 4 of the most well-known teenage boys in Korea go this school, and so does another girl— but I’m not talking about you. But then again, you were friends with her. Watch out ______, once you’ve been sucked into the life of these socialites, there’s no turning back. So if you want peace, always be prepared for war xoxo, Gossip Girl.

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socialite!na jaemin x f. reader | fluff, angst | social media au

inspired by the American tv series, ‘Gossip Girl’

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                                 ———- no,

               i’d rather  pretend  i’m something
               better than these   broken   parts

                                   pretend i’m something other
                                    than this   MESS   that i am

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