Let’s Dance

Hufflepuff! Allen Ma x Reader

Genre(s): hogwarts au!, the fluffiest fluff because Allen is a sweetheart

Warning(s): none

Summary: What happens when you get ditched at the Yule Ball?

A/N: had this idea for a while and I wanted to write something for my boy Allen cause I ABSOLUTELY ADORE him. Anyways I hope you enjoy this short fic <3

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five hearts on the line | pjs

↬ series: tatts & cupcakes | chapter 14 ↬ pairing: park jongseong / jay x reader ft. all members + i-land k ↬ genre: enhypen single dad au | ceo!jay | single dad!jay | baker!reader | single mom!reader | fluff | slight angst ↬ navi: beginning | previous chapter | next | series masterlist ↬ warnings: some angst ↬ word count: 2.1k ↬ a/n (½):

Hope was never a plan, only a direction. After all, you could hope for money and with that hope make a plan to get it. Or you could hope for your parent’s approval but actually getting it was a different process for everyone. Jay had hoped for a future with you and Ni-ki, he really did. It was the direction he saw the rest of his life going towards, you and him as the parents of three boys. He knew it was foolish of him to hope of such things when so much chaos had happened and it was still too early since you never actually put a label on the relationship, hence, why he was going to ask the “what are we?” question that night.

17 days, 20 hours, and 30 minutes was how long it had been since you last saw each other face to face. But who was counting? At this point, he was entering himself into self-given heartbreak and there was nothing he could do to stop it. The scent of your shampoo still lingered on the fibers of his pillowcase but he couldn’t bring himself to wash it away. When he closed his eyes he could still feel your head resting on his chest and your fingers trailing random patterns on his arms. Some days it seemed like he could still hear Ni-ki’s giggles mixed in with Sunoo and Jungwon’s. The boys were doing ok, they still talked to each other at school, and Jay would bring them to the bakery if they wanted something. But he no longer went inside. He’d tell his boys that he needed to take a call or send a quick email and instead would wait for them in the car but really, he was just too scared to see you because he knew that the second he saw you he’d fall back in love all over again. Or maybe that love never left and he’d instead be forced to acknowledge its existence. The door to his office opening brings Jay out of his thoughts, sounds of excitement from his sons greeting his ears.

“Robin” John Blake - The Dark Knight Rises

Context: Basically it takes place a little while after the end of The Dark Knight Rises. If y’all don’t know, the character’s whole name is technically “Robin John Blake” and isn’t officially known as the real Robin in the movie, but it is left open ended so no one really knows for sure. Anyways this is while Batman is still believed to be dead from Bane’s atomic bomb, and since Batman has trusted John enough to give him the coordinates, John has made it to the Batcave where he has been contemplating and preparing to become his own hero with Bruce’s equipment and such. However, the reader is basically super worried about him, especially since the last superhero of Gotham “died.”

IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN THE MOVIE (or need a refresher):

Basically, if you have no idea what I’m talking about, John used to be a cop before he quit (and was revealed to have the first name “Robin”). Basically Bane (villain of the movie) had sectioned off and imprisoned Gotham with an atomic bomb threat. If anyone entered or exited the premises it would be immediately triggered by an anonymous ally of Bane, instantly killing those within a 6 mile radius. However, the bomb was expected to go off at a certain time due to its instability anyway. Because of this, John attempted to save as many lives as he could (ultimately a bus filled with kids from a boys’ orphanage), but was unable to do so with other officers denying him access across the bridge, who were, at the time, not given accurate orders and were unaware the bomb was expected to detonate regardless of the situation. Had the bomb not been stopped by Batman, he and anyone on the bridge would have been killed.

A/N: Hey! So honestly I wanted this to turn out a lot better. :( Problem was, there were so many pieces of dialogue I wanted to put in the story that I kinda got off track and literally forgot my original plan. Woops. Still turned out okay though. I mean, it’s a oneshot about Joseph Gordon-Levitt’s character, what’s not to love?

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“You know you can’t do this,” you call out, your voice echoing towards the figure standing in front of a wide expanse of computer screens and police scanners. “You’re not a cop anymore, John.”

You can’t hear it over the roar of the Batcave’s waterfalls, but you can see his hunched shoulders depress as he sighs. When he turns from the wall of gadgets you capture his gaze as you approach him.

Your shoes splash into the puddles of water on the ground as you walk towards him. “It isn’t your job to take the law into your own hands and you know it.”

Despite what you’re saying, he gives you a warm smile and a short laugh. “Try not to sound so thrilled to see me.”

You stop in front of him, so many thoughts and questions and concerns going through your head that you’re not sure what to start with first.

So you start with the simplest thing you can find on your long mental list of questions. “You just got promoted to detective, would it have killed you to stick with it?”

“Y/N, you know why I left.”

And he’s right - you do know why. And it makes you worried. Anxious. And you realize that however much you worried about him while he was on the squad won’t compare to how much you’re about to worry for him on his own.

And apparently your face shows it, because he feels the need to keep explaining, as if to remind you.

“I’m sorry, but you know why I have to do this,” he tells you. “Ever since that day on the bridge I just… I knew what had to change. I was there when my fellow officers refused to save an entire bus loaded with kids, all in the sake of following orders.” His eyes bored into yours, reflecting with all his intensity and passion and zeal. “And that day I swore to myself I would never be put in that same situation again. I would never place anything at a higher priority than saving the lives of others.”

Even if that means sacrificing your own? You immediately think, but quickly scold yourself for thinking so selfishly.

You gently shake your head at him. “You’re too good,” you say quietly. “Putting others before yourself comes too natural to you.”

Way too natural.

“It’s not hard - not when you have to protect the things you care about.”

You study his face: his eagerness for you to understand, his compassion to go into the world and save all the lives he can - just as he believes he‘s called to do. Your eyebrows furrow; your eyes water and it feels as if you’ve already lost him. “I don’t know if I can watch you do this, John.”

“Then watch someone else,” he tells you gently. “Watch Robin.” He lifts his hand, and in it he reveals a thick, leathery piece of fabric. “Someone once told me that if you’re working alone, wear a mask. Because the mask isn’t for you, it’s to protect the people you care about.”

Your eyes water even more; you’re terrified for him.

“Don’t do this for me. Please.”

He gives you a little smile, his deep, dark eyes moving to each of yours, back and forth. For a fleeting moment he doesn’t reply, but before he finally does, he gives you a little smile, knowing you’re terrified for him but still trying to get you to understand all the same.

“I never said who I was protecting,” he starts. His smile tugs at his lips a little more. “But I always knew you knew it was you.”

And then he takes a small step towards you. He lifts a hand to take your head in his palm, and he waits for you to give him that adoring and concerning look in your eyes before he kisses you - sweet and loving and so entirely sure that this is what you’ve both been waiting for all this time. Over three months, each day more dangerous than the next - so under pressure by Bane’s rule that neither of you could afford to have hope in being with one another.

Until now.

You’re going to receive GOOD NEWS this week.

I CLAIM THAT SHIT

@thatpettyblackgirl

I don’t think I’ve reblogged this yet this week, but I did see it earlier today, and I got a new job! 

And I went in assuming that it would just be a volunteer job, but I’m getting paid $15 an hour! 

HOLY FUCK! I GOT A RAISE!!!

I came into work and bumped into my boss and she said that she was looking for me because she wanted to let me know about my raise. This shit worked in an hour omg

i fuckin need some good news right about now so pile it on

I reblogged this on my lunch break and two hours later got a message from SALM that his abusive boss is leaving

GOOD NEWS

GET YOUR GOOD NEWS HERE

[9:38am]

“School has been going well, mom,” you say as you lean forward, resting your hands against the kitchen counter. “Finals are in a few weeks, which is stressful, but I think I’ll do okay.”

Your mom’s voice is robotic as it rings through the speakers of the phone. “Well that’s good, honey. I was so worried that little boyfriend of yours would distract you from your studies.”

“No he doesn’t,” you find yourself rolling your eyes even though she can’t see you. “Taehyun is amazing. He even helps me study!”

You’re so wrapped up in your phone call that you don’t register the presence behind you, startling when you feel hands curling around your waist. You let out a small sound of surprise at the kiss Taehyun places on the nape of your neck.

“Are you okay, honey?” Your mother asks, sounding concerned.

“I’m f-fine!” You find yourself stuttering as Taehyun’s kisses grow more insistent, trailing up and down your neck. “I just saw a bug.”

“Yeah, I imagine that since it’s the summer time, the city will be crawling with them. Remember to wear bug spray when you go out at night!”

Taehyun’s kisses grow more intense, leaving hickeys as his lips trail across your soft skin.

“I will, Mom. But, uhhh, I have to go. Something came u-up!” Taehyun nips at your pulse point. “I’ll call you back later, okay?”

You barely give your mother a chance to register your excuse before you’re hanging up, tossing your phone down onto the kitchen counter. Taehyun is smirking when you turn around in his hold, eyes sparkling in amusement. You place a playful smack on his shoulder, hoping to keep up a facade of frustration.

“I was talking to my mom, Tae.”

“I know,” your boyfriend chuckles. “But I missed you.”

“Babe, we live toget—“

You don’t get a chance to finish your sentence before Taehyun is swooping down, capturing your lips with his.

Hello it’s Adora here!

— Please be polite and patient with me! I worked hard to make this deck and I can’t wait to have fun with you guys. Feedback isn’t required afterwards but it’s always appreciated and I’d love to know your thoughts! Let’s get started ✨

Hello it’s Adora here!

— Please be polite and patient with me! I worked hard to make this deck and I can’t wait to have fun with you guys. Feedback isn’t required afterwards but it’s always appreciated and I’d love to know your thoughts! Let’s get started ✨

Clingy — TREASURE’s Park Jihoon

“I’m sorry, okay? I love you and all, Y/N … but this is too much.”

Jihoon sighed, his hand on your cheek as if he was trying to make you understand. The two of you sat in the living room of your shared apartment, the air tense with the serious conversation your boyfriend had started.

“What exactly is too much?” You instinctively scooted back, brows furrowing as you tried to figure out what even led to this conversation. “You live in the dorms because of the comeback, and I haven’t really complained about it. But now when you come home after a while, you are pushing me away … is it wrong?”

“Well, am I only supposed to have time to myself when I’m at the dorms?” Jihoon scoffed, misinterpreting your words. “Maybe I should stay there often,” he muttered under his breath.

You stood from your place, fisting your hands at your side. “Excuse me?” You mimicked Jihoon’s tone, eyes squinting in disbelief.

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