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Never Will I leave You

Author:  THISISMYPANDORASBOX Rating: K + Type:One shot/ request Pairing: Q x reader Word count: 722 A/N: Ha! I did another request. Maybe like a year or two late but I still did it. This is like angsty and then superfluff. oh well guess I’ll always be a sucker for fluff 

Original Request:

Hi ✋ can i have a request where Q and the reader have a fight and in the middle of the fight he said "Just leave! My life was better without you in it". Then she said "Fine if that's what u want" while crying & ran out of the house. She had a troubled past where everyone left her. When he realized everything he ran after her and just fluff (or if you can smut) at the end. Sorry my english is bad it's not my first language

It had been a stressful day. Everyone had asked for a million things like I was some kind of wizard able to just pull it out of thin air. Somehow I managed to keep my cool and not snap at everyone but I am at breaking point. If someone asks me to do one more thing I’m literally going to snap a neck.

 Finally, home. Hopefully to put my feet up.

“Honey?” I call through the house.

“In the office.” He calls back. Q always seems to be working these days. Even when he’s relaxing. I make my way through to see him.

“Hey. How was your day?” I ask. Chucking myself into the seat next to him.

“Dreadfully dull. I haven’t had a breakthrough in weeks. I keep getting distracted.” I shake my head. He’s impossible when he gets this way.

“Then maybe your mind is telling you, you need a break?” I say poking his arm.

“No. I need to focus. Can you leave for a bit please?” I frown.

“Hey I live here too! You’re always asking for your precious alone time. I feel like I haven’t even seen you lately.” He rolls his eyes and scoffs.

“(y/n) Please you’re being ridiculous.”

“I’m being ridiculous?!”

“YES! I only want five minutes.” I stand up angrily.

“Yeah? And five minutes turn into ten then half an hour and so on. I literally just want a ten-minute conversation.” He turns and gives me the glare I hate.

“You are so childish. Just leave. My life was easier without you in it.” He swivels round in his chair facing away from me.

“Fine if that’s what you want.” Tears sting my eyes. I wish I could go back right now. To when I was alone and there was no one around to hurt me.

 I end up just sitting in Starbucks. Might as well get used to being alone. Everyone leaves anyway. After about an hour of alone time Q finds me and sits across from me.

“I did it again didn’t I?” I glare daggers at him.

“If by it you mean be a total fucking jackass then yes you did it again.” He winces a bit.

“I deserved that. I’m sorry. Darling you know I didn’t mean it.” Darling. Your favourite pet name from him. He knows he messed up.

“Yeah well tell that to me an hour ago.” He sighs.

“I meant that it was easier to invent things when you weren’t here. Now that I’ve got you I have other things to worry about.” I scoff.

“Yeah well you just want to abandon me half the time like everyone else.” He shakes his head.

“I am not your family. You deserve better than someone who would just give you away. And you certainly aren’t going to be passed around like a toy. You’re special to me (y/n).” He leans towards me over the table. Grabbing my hand like a lifeline.

“Yeah you haven’t seemed bothered the past month.” Q seems to get a bit more nervous now.

“I’ve had something else I’ve been pondering. I think it’s why I’m so stuck.” I sigh.

“Yeah?”

“Yes.” He fumbles around for something in his pocket and pulls out a small velvet box.

“This is what I’ve been working on.” I take the box and open it. Inside is the most beautiful ring.

“What does it do?” I ask admiring it. When I look back Q has knelt down on one knee.

“It binds two people together. If the other one says yes that is?” Suddenly it dawns on me.

“Wait… Is this for me?” He smiles.

“Yes. I’ve been working on the ring for a long time. This past month I’ve been trying to work up the nerve to ask you. I just know how much it means to you, Having someone by your side. Not abandoning you.”

“So ask”

“(y/n) will you marry me?” I smile.

“Yes.” He lets out a sigh of relief.

“Thank god. I was worried you’d reject me.” I laugh at him

“Never, Let’s go home you dummy.”

 Bonus:

 “I can’t believe you proposed to me in a Starbucks.” Q shrugs.

“I wanted to get it over with. I can get back to my work now.”

“You’re still a freakin dummy. But I love you!”

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Soulstrings -part 2

AUTHOR:  THISISMYPANDORABOX RATING:  T TYPE: SERIES! PAIRING: CONNOR X FEMALEREADER WORD COUNT: 710

SYNOPSIS : The reader was born with the ability to see peoples soulmate strings. Though without one of her own she could just end up alone. One Android might just change that though.

A/N: Second part woo! Its a bit shorter but I quite like this part. Also I am really bad at writing Hank so forgive me if hes OOC.

The next day I’m sat in the police station again. Having being brought in for ‘real questioning’. The officer who shot the deviant comes into the room as does Connor.

“This is lieutenant Hank Anderson. We will be questioning you today.” I nod. Hank starts with the questions.

“Miss (L/n) why were you there?” Well he doesn’t mess around does he?

“I was tracking a soulmate bond.” Hank gives an incoherent noise at that.

“So you’re a soul seer?”

“Yes. I run a business where I track down peoples soulmates if they have one.” Hank nods tilting his head.

“And you tracked one to this warehouse did you?” His voice seems hard and uncaring though I can tell there’s an underlying curiosity . He’s good at the bad cop routine. Hes clearly gotten the practice in.

“Yes. I located the other end of the soulmate string. So it happens it was attached to the android in that warehouse.” Hank suddenly sits upright from his slouched position.

“Were you aware that the android in that warehouse was a deviant?” Hank tilts his head in question.

“No. At least not at first. I wasn’t even aware he was an android until a few minutes before you arrived.”

“So you had no intent to help him?”  It was Connor who spoke up this time.

“I wouldn’t say that. If the circumstance had been different yes, I would have helped him find his soulmate. Though I had no intention to hide him from the law. I didn’t know he was a criminal until he pulled a knife on me.” Hank nods.

“Okay. I have no further questions at this time. Once we have your statement you will be free to leave Miss (L/n).” Hank ups and leaves. Leaving me alone with Connor.

The room feels tense with just me and Connor in there. I don’t think he feels it but I certainly do.

“So do you think you’d have a soulmate string if you became deviant?” I decide to just come out with the burning question on my mind. Ever since yesterday I wanted to know what Connors thoughts were on this.

“I don’t know. It is estimated that 0.00001% of the population have your gift. The same may be said for androids if your theory is correct.” Interesting.

“You think some Androids could see soulmate strings too?” Connor tilts his head as if he were to think. Damn adorable Android. Why did Cyberlife make all their creations so damn flawless?

“It’s an interesting theory. Though I doubt it would work with an Android that hasn’t deviated.” I let out a huff.

“Yeah. But Humans are born with it. Who’s to say that Androids aren’t made with it? No one knows how it actually works.” Connor  looks almost thoughtful for a moment.

“If Hank and I hadn’t intervened do you think you’d have gotten through to the android?” The question shocks me a bit coming from him. It’s not really the tyoe of thing I expected him to care about.

“I don’t really know Connor. I had only just told him. It’s a shock when humans find out they have a soulmate. let alone an android. Maybe even the first. I don’t think he was pointing a gun at me for that though. I think he was just scared. He might have come around had I had more time.” Connor smiles. 

“You’re very easy to talk to Miss (l/n),”

“I am,”

“Yes” Well that wasn’t what I expected.

“I like talking to you too Connor. It’s nice to talk to someone for once.” Stupid. Why did I say that?

“You’re alone most of the time?”  He asks. I shrug.

“I don’t have many friends. Most people seem to be deterred by me. Though I guess you’re programmed for social interaction.” I sigh. The ever growing prospect of me being found alone in my apartment half eaten by my cats is an ever growing possibility. If I have a soulmate I hope they come along soon.

“I find our conversations to be much more easy going than everyone else’s. I rather enjoy having you around.” For a moment I saw a purple line coming from my ring finger. Though I blink and it’s gone. Maybe I’m going crazy.

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Observations

AUTHOR:  THISISMYPANDORABOX RATING: K TYPE:ONE SHOT PAIRING: Bucky X READER WORD COUNT: 922 A/N: I’m back baby! So the anon that requested thishas probably given up hope and left. But here it is anyway!

Your coffee shop was abnormally busy today. You say your coffee shop… Really it’s just the local one but you prefer it to chain shops anyway. Plus, you know all the staff really well and as long as you’re nice about it they’ll make you whatever you want. People watching had become a sort of hobby of yours since moving to your apartment. The streets in this part of the town just seemed to be teaming with life. Today was no exception.

 So far the most bizarre thing you’d seen today was the lady wearing a bright yellow coat. She had ordered her drink and sat down, then let her handbag dog drink out of her mouth. Man people were weird with pets.

Someone cleared their throat behind you. You turned to see a tall man with long Brown hair down to his chin.

“Anyone sitting there?” He asked and pointed to the seat opposite you. Normally you’d be weirded out by some stranger sitting next to you However today was a busy day and there were no vacant tables left.

“No, go ahead” you give a smile to the man. His face has the same stoic expression as he gives you a curt nod. You can’t say you blame the man for wanting to sit next to you rather than crazy dog lady anyway.

 You sip at your drink and study the man before you. His face seems hard. Though you can’t say what from. War maybe? He looks to have seen a lot in his time. His hair could be long from not having had to cut it. A sign of how long since he’d been in battle maybe? He wore a simple black t-shirt with three buttons up to the collar. And even though it was mid-June he wore long sleeves. Hiding a scar maybe?

 The man took a drink and scratched his face with the other hand. Wait a minute! Was that a metal arm? It moved so fluidly? The prosthetics you’d seen were nowhere near as advanced.

 You turned towards the coffee shop so as to not get caught staring at a stranger. You spotted the yellow lady start to leave. Well there went your entertainment. Looking round everyone else seemed normal. Mums letting their kids run riot round the place. Mums and their kids sitting quietly. Someone sitting in the window seat with their laptop. Probably finishing that screenplay. You let out a sigh and take a sip from your cup.

 “What are you staring at?” The man asks. You turn back to the man at your table.

“Just people watching. Though since the weird dog lady left everyone seems pretty normal.” You take another sip.

“Where did you get that metal arm?” You continued. He did not seem to think you were so innocent. He looked down and rubbed his arm. Then stood to leave.

“Wait! I’m sorry I didn’t mean to intrude. You needn’t be self-conscious that arm is amazing. If you really want I’ll leave, I made it awkward.” He stared at you for a moment. The gave the faintest hint of a smirk.

“No. That won’t be necessary. It was just a question. One I can’t answer though.” You nodded.

“Okay.” He sat down again.

“What else did you notice spying on me?” You gave a mock offended face.

“Spy? I did no such thing! I was merely observing you.” He gave a real smirk this time.

“Okay then. Touchy. What else did you notice with your ‘people watching’ skills?” You thought for a moment before giving an answer.

“I thought maybe you were a soldier of some sort. You don’t show much emotion at all. Your eyes seem hardened as such. As if you have seen things. So many things. I thought your hair was so long because that was how long it had grown since you’d been in battle. Other than that nothing really.” He nodded.

“Well for the most part you are right. I am a Soldier of sort. The hair thing is totally off though. I like it this way.” You nod.

“Well at least I was half right. What about you then? Being a soldier you must have a keen eye. What have you noticed about me?” He shrugged.

“I don’t really observe people.” You nod.

“Ahhh so I’m the weird one. Got it.” You roll your eyes and turn away.

“Hey I didn’t mean it like that. I see people as obstacles to avoid. I do know several ways to get through the crowd of people without being noticed though.” You smirk at that.

“So you’re a spy then.” He stares.

“If I were what would make you think I could tell you?” You shrug. Looking at your cup you find it’s empty. Time to leave then.

“Well this has been sufficiently awkward. It was nice meeting you though.” You nod and start to wade your way through the crowd. When you get to the other side you see the man waiting on the other side.

 “Well I see you weren’t lying about getting through a crowd.” You laugh. At that moment the man reaches out and pulls you toward him. You frown before you see two guys fall flat on their faces behind you.

“Thanks.” You smile in gratitude.

“You really should be more observant.” He teases. You smirk.

“Maybe you could show me how sometime.” For the first time you see a genuine smile land on his face.

“Yeah I think I’d like that.”

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Soulstrings

AUTHOR:  THISISMYPANDORABOX RATING:  T TYPE: SERIES! PAIRING: CONNOR X FEMALEREADER WORD COUNT: 1075

SYNOPSIS : The reader was born with the ability to see peoples soulmate strings. Though without one of her own she could just end up alone. One Android might just change that though.

A/N: My first series! Also my first DBH fic! I’m thinking three or four parts to this. Anyway let me know what you think. If you like this I can write more! 

Being a detective I’ve seen many strange things. I’m also aware of the strange nature of love. How it comes in all shapes and sizes. How soulmates don’t always work out in this life but will in another. But so was the nature of this type of work. Track down people’s soulmates.

 I was born with the ability to see peoples ‘soulmate’ stings. Though not everyone had them and very few could see them.

Which was why I had plenty of work in Detroit. People were desperate to find out who they were ‘meant to be with’, though my experience it didn’t always work out that way. For one not all soulmates were romantic. Some were only one sided. Some were from past lives. Some were supposed to be platonic. Apparently that didn’t matter to most people though. They just wanted to see who they were ‘destined’ to be with.

For some reason it had taken a while to track this particular string to the other end.

Usually with most cases I could tune out all other strings so I could focus just on the one I was tracking. A skill I’d developed over a long time and career. Though this particular case had been a difficult one. For some reason it wasn’t like the others and would keep fading out. Causing me to lose it and many frustrated nights. I hadn’t had trouble like this since I opened my business and was just starting out. Figuring out the many types of relationships it had been a challenge but soon I was able to recognise the different relationships with only a little studying of my subject. Though this one was difficult. The string was purple. Something I’d never seen before. Also part of the reason I had taken the woman’s case.

 It wasn’t until I actually found the target that I figured out why I was having trouble.

 An old warehouse was where I eventually found the target.

“Are you okay?” He turned around slowly.

“Yes. I don’t need your help.” His stare is menacing. His forearm visibly stiffens as if he’s grabbing something. Though his scared voice betrays him.

“I know, actually,” He tilts his head at this and inches foreword a touch as if to hear me better. “I need your Help. Are you aware of what soulmate strings are?” he pauses for a moment. He seems to be racking his brain.

“Yes.” His voice is flat and gives away no emotion. A sudden change from how scared he sounded before.

“Good. I’m here to tell you that you have one. I was hired by the woman your string is connected to.” He pulls a knife from his pocket.

“Impossible!” He looks and sounds crazed. His voice echoes loudly through the nearly empty room. I try to keep my cool, though I don’t know how well it works.

“I know not everyone gets them but…”

“No! I. can’t. have. one. It’s. not. Possible.” He punctuates each word with a step until he’s right in front of me. He’s a head taller than me and very threatening. I’m going to get stabbed. They are going to find my body in this warehouse. Crap. Crap. Crap! Better keep him talking the more he’s talking the less he’s stabbing me.

“I don’t understand. Why not.” He narrows his eyes.

“I’m an android.” WHAT?  His reaction made a bit more sense now. I’d heard of androids going deviant but this was entirely different. This meant they were alive. They had emotions and connections. This was game changing.

“Are you deviant?” He nods. He sounds less crazy but the knife is still pointed at my internal organs.

“I see. I don’t know what to tell you. You have a purple string coming from your ring finger. It indicates a romantic soulmate…”

 “FREEZE!” a man shouts from across the room. A gun is pointed in my general direction. An android comes from the door holding a gun.

“Drop your weapon and put your hands on your head.” He grabs me and holds the knife to my throat. Oh Fuck. Just when I was getting through too.

“Let me go or She dies.” The cops glance at each other.

“You don’t want to kill her do you?” The android asks. His tone is calming and quiet.

“No. but I will.”

“Let her go and you won’t be harmed.” My attacker pulls me closer.

“No just questioned and deactivated.”

“Let her go.”

“No.” He yells pointing the knife at the android cop.I’ve had enough. I kick backwards to make the android stumble. Unfortunately, my neck is nicked by the blade as I stumble away. The android lunges for my ankle and grabs on making me fall. Though the human cop is quick to shoot it out of commission. I scramble away, breathing heavily. Thankful I don’t have a knife in my neck.

“Are you okay?” The android comes to your side. The man goes over to the dead android.

“Yeah. Just… freaked out.” What a way to end my day.

 A while later I’m at the station. Neck patched up as the cut was only skin deep. The android from before comes over.

“My name is Connor. Would you mind if I asked you a few questions?” I nod. Hopefully I can find out who the nutcase was.

“Why were you at the warehouse?”

“My job is to track down people with soulmate strings. That android had a purple one running from his left hand. It’s the first time I’ve seen such a thing.” The android guy stiffens and looks questioningly at me.

“This is also the first case I’ve ever heard of. I didn’t think it was possible.” I shrug. Weird things happen when you’re in love why would that change now.

“Yeah me too. I was having much more trouble with this case. The string was different to any other I’d seen before. Though I can’t say I’m overly surprised”

“Whys that Miss…” He looks at me to continue for him.

“(y/n) (l/n). Really it was just a matter of time. With AI becoming so advanced it really is just the next step right? I mean deviants are supposedly bad right?” He nods. “But I don’t think it’s necessarily true. Maybe deviants are just androids that have broken their programing because they felt too much. Like someone being abused or if they saw someone else in danger though they aren’t supposed to help?” Connor looks uncomfortable. Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut?

“An interesting theory Miss (L/n).”

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AUTHOR:  THISISMYPANDORABOX RATING: K TYPE:ONE SHOT PAIRING: LEGOLAS X READER WORD COUNT: 2122 A/N: Holy heck this one was long! This is a song fic! The song is called Shut up and Dance with me by Walk The Moon. I don’t own the song. ENJOY!

Oh don't you dare look back Just keep your eyes on me I said you're holding back She said shut up and dance with me This woman is my destiny She said oh oh oh Shut up and dance with me

 What the heck were you thinking? When king Thranduil – Well one of his messengers- had come and asked you if you would teach his son to dance you said ‘sure I’d love to! What an honour it is to be asked such a thing!”

Now you weren’t so sure. Sure you were the best dancer in The Woodland Realm for your age but still for someone as lowly as you to be teaching a prince? A handsome one at that too. Though you would have to try and keep those thoughts out of your head whilst he was around. Oh god why did you get yourself into these situations? Oh right because the King was freakin terrifying that’s why, No one said no to him. Oh well no looking back now.

 We were victims of the night The chemical, physical, kryptonite Helpless to the bass and the fading light Oh we were bound to get together Bound to get together

 You walked towards the hall you had been allowed to use for these lessons. Looking around the palace was amazing. Nature surrounding you everywhere, almost as if it had been grown to house a magnificent palace. Were it not for the Guard escorting you you’d surely get lost.

 The hall was magnificent. You’d never had such space to dance in before. Even the outdoor festivals had smaller space. In here you’d be free to leap and bound. Though you were sure there wouldn’t be any dancing of that sort needed for the prince. You’d obviously been given a list of what to teach Legolas. That was when the door opened again.

 “I assume you’re (y/n)? Shall we get started?” King Thranduil commanded your attention easily. No wonder he was king.

“Of course My King. Is there anything you’d like me to teach first?” you replied taking a neat little curtsy.

“As long as he knows all the dances on your list I care not what order he learns them in.” You nod.

“Of course. Where is my student may I ask?” The king turned sharply as if to look for his son. Though he brushed it off by walking back through the doors.

“Oh I’m sure he’ll be along shortly.” With that the king seemed to glide away. You were almost certain that his son had run off the first chance he got.

  She took my arm I don't know how it happened We took the floor and she said

Oh don't you dare look back Just keep your eyes on me I said you're holding back She said shut up and dance with me

 Eventually the prince turned up. Looking very glum. Man this was going to be hard if he didn’t even want to be here.

“Hello my lord. Shall we get started.” He merely nodded. You started by stretching with him. Then took his arm.

“The first dance I’m going to show you is the dance of falling leaves. Since that is the next festival you should probably start with that one.” Again he nodded. You took him through the first few movements. Though he couldn’t grasp them very well.

“Keep your eyes on my feet, see how they cross over?” He tried again and fell on his butt. You couldn’t help but giggle. As he looked at you, you immediately stopped.

“I’m sorry I will control myself My Lord.” You looked down embarrassed to be caught laughing at a prince.

“Please call me Legolas. You don’t have to worry. I must look silly to you.” You shook your head.

“Not at all. You reminded me of when my mother was teaching me to dance. I was the same as you now.” He smiled at that.

“Glad to know you weren’t just born like this. Let me see you do the whole dance. You’re clearly holding back for my sake. Let’s see what I have to live up to.” You froze for a second. Suddenly embarrassed to perform anything.

This woman is my destiny She said oh oh oh Shut up and dance with me

  “If you insist.” You took up position and started. One foot crossing over the other as you moved across the floor and round and round. Dancing always put you in a good mood. You suddenly forgot all about your spectator and danced to the silent music in your head. Eventually you came to an end. Suddenly snapping out of your own little world you look over at the prince.

“You are very graceful.” You smile and tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Thank you. Maybe for our next lesson we should have some music?” Legolas seemed to smile at the prospect of this.

“That would be helpful. I’ll mention it to my farther.”

 A backless dress and some beat up sneaks My discotheque Juliet teenage dream I felt it in my chest as she looked at me I knew we were bound to be together Bound to be together

 Turns out the next lesson would be the next day. Thranduil had sent a messenger saying that he wanted you teaching his son every day until all the dances were learned. So here you were again. A shorter dress this time so you could more accurately show your footwork. Or so you told yourself, at least you were still modest.

“(y/n) You’re here.” Legolas greeted as you walked through the doors.

“Well someone had changed their tune since yesterday.” You grinned teasing the prince for running away yesterday.

“Well I’m here now that’s what matters.” You nodded.

“Indeed. Shall we go over what we did yesterday?” The prince nods

“Okay. Show me what you remember.” Legolas tries the first few steps. He isn’t too bad.

“Good. You’ve at least retained what the steps were. Now onto the spins.” You show him first the whole sequence. Then break it down and have him follow after you. You keep going over all the steps until he’s learned them all. Though his movements are still clunky and mechanical.

“Excellent! You now know all the steps! You ready to try it to music?” He seems a bit reluctant. You just smile.

“I think so.” Your smile gets bigger.

“Excellent!” You look over to the violinist who has seemed bored ever since you first entered and nod. She nods back and gets ready.

“On my count 1 2 3…”

 She took my arm I don't know how it happened We took the floor and she said

Oh don't you dare look back Just keep your eyes on me

 As Legolas starts off he seems off beat, but as he keeps going he gets much better. He finds his rhythm half way through and though it still needs work you’re confident he’ll get there. He stops in front of you as the song finishes.

“How was that?” He asks seeming confident.

“The best so far. We will have to work on your finesse but with practice I’m sure you’ll get there. This time I want you to dance with me. I want you to keep your eyes on me and not look back at your feet as you have been doing. Think you can do that?” He shrugs.

“Guess we will find out. Miss if you please? 1 2 3…”

I said you're holding back She said shut up and dance with me This woman is my destiny She said oh oh oh Shut up and dance with me

 “That’s not fair you’re holding back!” Legolas points out.

“Shhhh! Dance with me! You’re dancing behind me! When it comes to the festival everyone dances round through the trees. You’ll have to keep an eye on the person in front to see where you’re going.” He seems to relax a bit after that. You began to see why they called it the dance of falling leaves. You felt as if you and the prince were cascading to the ground only to be tossed by the wind.

 Oh, c'mon girl Deep in her eyes I think I see the future I realize this is my last chance

 You found that after the second lesson it became much easier to teach Legolas. Weeks passed and you had started another dance whilst he perfected this one. Then another and another. Though you left out the ones for couples. You didn’t know if you’d be able to control yourself for those. It was bad enough being smitten with the prince as it was. Being held by him might just have been too much for you. The festival of falling leaves was drawing near though. How you wished he would ask you. Though you knew he would never ask someone so common to an event such as this. Or any event really.

“(y/n)!” Legolas greeted you the week before the dance.

“Legolas. Always a pleasure to see you. Is there anything you wish to practice?” He shook his head. Strange, he usually wanted help with certain steps or to show me how he’s been practicing. He’s pretty smug when he wants to be.

“I wanted to ask if we could learn a couples dance this week.” You give a squeak in surprise and your cheeks tinge pink.

“Um… Sure I…I mean if that’s what you want. We can start with a waltz. That’s the most common and you’ll be able to dance it pretty much anywhere as you only need one up beat and two down beats.” He nods

 She took my arm I don't know how it happened We took the floor and she said

Oh don't you dare look back Just keep your eyes on me

 “I’ll teach you to lead since you’re a prince. Anyone you wish to dance with will expect to follow you.” You begin showing him the steps though unlike most every other time he seems to be getting it straight away.

“You seem to know these steps already.” You say stopping.

“Before my mother passed she used to love to dance. Farther was always very busy so sometimes I would dance with her. Though that was a long time ago we always used to dance like this.” Legolas looks thoughtful. You never would have guessed he danced with his mother.

“She taught you well. You seem to know the steps already. We can work on your finesse.” He nods and you take up your position with him showing him how to be graceful. You have found comparing to fighting seems to work best.

I said you're holding back She said shut up and dance with me This woman is my destiny She said oh oh oh Shut up and dance

 Saturday comes very fast. Too fast in your opinion. It’s time for Legolas’ last lesson before the festival tomorrow. You find today you’ve arrived before Legolas. Uncommon since it hasn’t happened since your first lesson. The doors open not long after you’ve arrived though.

“Legolas! I want to go through all the dances we’ve done these past weeks.” He nods. You both go through the dances you’ve learned. Though you try to hold back. You really want to watch Legolas show off all you’ve taught him. It finally comes to the waltz.

“(y/n) Stop holding back. I want to see you dance. All this time you’ve been watching me. Now it’s my turn.” You look up sheepish. Though you’re only a tad smaller than him it still feels as if he towers over you. The music begins. You start to dance.

 Don't you dare look back Just keep your eyes on me I said you're holding back She said shut up and dance with me

 You find dancing with Legolas instead of beside him is very easy. You once again find yourself lost in the dance. Each move coming fluidly to you. All too soon the music has ended. Though you’re reluctant to let go. When you try Legolas tightens his grip.

“(y/n) I wanted to ask if you’d go to the ball with me.” Your heart leaps. The words you wished to hear him say are actually coming out of his mouth. Oh god. Say something!

“Of course I will. There’s no one else I’d rather go with.” You couldn’t wait to show Legolas off. This was going to be the best dance yet.

This woman is my destiny She said oh oh oh Shut up and dance with me

Oh oh oh shut up dance with me Oh oh oh shut up dance with me

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Fighting For NewtXReader

AUTHOR:  THISISMYPANDORABOX RATING: T TYPE:ONE SHOT PAIRING: Newt X READER WORD COUNT: 733 A/N: This is rated T because of some of the themes discussed in it! Also maybe a spoiler if you haven’t read the books? I don’t know. enjoy!

You look up to the stars wondering if they shine this brightly all the time. You suck in a deep breath revelling in the coolness of the night air. You look over to the side to see newt sitting up beside you.

“Oh… hey Newt how long have you been here?” You ask. To you Newt makes sense. Out of everything that’s happened so far Newt makes sense. The maze, The Glade even the Creators all of them made no sense to you. Each had its own mystery that you tried not to dwell on. But Newt had been there since the beginning. The doors of the lift had opened and Newt had been the one to pull you out of the box. He had been the one to show you around. When you needed anything Newt was the one you asked. Newt was important to you.

“Not long love. I just came to tell you everyone’s going to bed.” You push yourself up from your lying position and turn your head toward the sandy haired boy.

“You don’t need to wait up for me.  I was just taking a couple of minutes.” He turns his head to you and simply replies.

“I don’t mind waiting up for you. I’d rather make sure none of these bloody shanks try anything.” You laugh at that. Ever since you had come up to the glade most of the boys had been quite argumentative over you. It could get quite annoying until Alby or Newt would show up and tell them to shuck off. You were grateful that they were around who knows what the others would do to you if it weren’t for them.

“With you around they won’t even look at me Newt.” You laugh and look back up towards the sky. From the corner of your eye you see Newt follow your gaze.

“It seems as if they are the only things that stay the same in this place. There’s always something new thrown at us.” You continue on but Newt gets a sad look about him now. You shuffle closer in the hope that you can get him to open up.

“There’s always something we’re shucking fighting for. In the long run none of it seems worth it.” You put your hand on his knee.

“Is that why you have your limp?” You ask. He had told you how he got his limp a while ago but you still didn’t speak about it with him. Now you regretted bringing it up.

“Newt I’m sorry I shouldn’t have…” You withdraw your hand but he catches it mid-air.

“No your right. I didn’t have anything to fight for. I didn’t see a better way out.” You link your fingers and squeeze his hand.

“It does seem like that sometimes. It doesn’t look like we will ever have all the answers. I don’t know why I’m the only girl here. I don’t know why we are all here. All I know is I’ve got you lot on my side and that’s it. That’s what I got so I keep going for you guys. Wait what do you mean you ‘didn’t’ have anything to fight for? What is so different now?” He strokes your face with his free hand.

“You.” You blush and look downward.

“Me? What’s so good about me? Why would I be worth fighting for?” Newt shrugs.

“I don’t know. All I know is ever since you got here all I want to do is keep you safe. I want you by my side and I don’t ever want you to leave. I don’t know much about love or things like that. But I love you (y/n).” You shift in your sitting position and then lean over to Newt kissing his cheek.

“I don’t know much about love either but I love you too.” With that Newt kisses you fully. His hands pull you towards him until you’re sitting between his legs. His chapped lips catch on your own and his hands move to cradle your waist. When you break away you wrap your legs around him and hide your face in his chest just enjoying his presence. He presses a kiss to the top of your head and brings your face up to look at him.

“Time for bed?” You nod eagerly walking hand in hand with Newt back to the homestead.

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sadness is fixed with Coffee cake and cuddles

Author:  thisismypandorabox Rating: K Type:One shot/ request Pairing: Q x reader Word count: 626 A/N: This is so short!! I really liked the request though so I knew I had to write it! and thank you to the lovely anon who sent this in!

Hi I've only just come across this account its amazing! I was wondering if you'd be so kind as to do a Q x reader one shot where after skyfall Q comes home upset but hes trying to stay a little arrogant about the situation, reader comforts him cuz the reader sees through it.

You knew the moment your boyfriend was in the building. The air around him didn’t feel right. Of course Q would just tell you you were being silly. After the whole fiasco at work that he had, you knew he was going to be upset. M had been the one to introduce him to MI6 when she had been scouting for new employees. And then she was suddenly gone. With the new M giving him a hard time he couldn’t be doing very well.

This is why you would have a cup of earl grey waiting for him as he walked through the door. You hear a thud as the door closes and your boyfriend calls out to you.

“Hello?” Q calls from the hall.

“I’m in the kitchen!” after a few moments he shuffles in looking dead on his feet. Seeing his tension you walk over and peck him on the cheek.

“How are you?” You ask him rubbing circles on his back. He sits up straighter at your question though and you stop.

“I’m perfectly fine Thank you (Y/N). How was your day?” You shrug.

“Not very eventful. No one came into my department. I spent most of the day asking the other doctors if they needed any help. Not much of a surprise that they didn’t. My boss said I could take the rest of the day off. So I made a cake. And then I made a cup of tea for you and that was it.” He looks over his shoulder at you perked up a little.

“What type of cake?” You smile.

“Oh just coffee cake. But you can’t have any.” He frowns.

“Why not?” You sigh and spin the barstool he’s sat on to face you.

“Because you’re not being honest with me. I know you’ve been having a hard time adjusting with M dying and Bond always away. You keep all your feeling’s bottled up and everything to yourself. But Q my darling you can’t do that forever. We’re supposed to be a team. So I need to know when something is getting to you.” You rub his arms gently and wait for his response. You could see Q was uneasy. The two of you never fought with shouting matches and such but rather you’d keep things from the other and it would always end up in a confrontation.

“How did you know?” Again you smile up at him.

“I’m your other half. I always know when somethings on your mind. Plus you have a tell. You always fiddle with your glasses. Constantly taking them on and off as you’re checking them. You’ve been grumpy the last few weeks and the other day you snapped at me. I know it’s not like you. So I asked Bond what was going on at work and he told me.” He sits astonished at what you had deduced for a few moments. Then slips off the bar stool and pulls you into a hug.

“It’s all just been getting to me recently. It’s never ending and the new M is giving me a really hard time. I didn’t mean to snap at you the other day. It’s just that I don’t know how to let out my feelings most of the time.” He sinks his head into your chest and you stroke his soft brown hair.

“I know. Come on let’s go and cuddle on the couch. I will even let you pick what we watch, Sound good?” He nods and you gently tug him to the sofa. An hour later you’re both fast asleep on the couch. Q feeling better that he’d got that off his chest and you feeling better that you could be there for Q whenever he needed.

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Dinners and Dogs

Author: thisismypandorabox

Rating: K

Type: One shot

Pairing: Ned x reader!!

Walking along the street you didn’t expect to find a dogrunning around on its own. Especially since there was no one about in the usually crowded streets. You however being an animal lover were not going to let this dog run out into the street and come to its death. You whistled loudly and shouted at the dog.

“Come here boy!” The dog turned and ran back towards you. He came and sat in front of you.

“Wow you’re a good boy aren’t you? Let’s see if you have an owner…” You look at the collar and find a tag there. You quickly punch in the number and wait for someone to pick up.

“Hello?” A male voice asks on the other end of the line.

“Hi I found your dog. He must have run off or something because he was all on his own out here.” You stroke the dogs head while waiting for a response.

“Oh! You found Digby! I’m so relived I’ve been looking all day for him. If you want I can come get him..” You quickly cut him off.

“Oh no I will come to you. Just tell me where to go.” There is a pause before he answers.

“You could bring him to my restaurant. The Pie Hole.”  You agree and get the address from him before hanging up.

“Well it looks like you don’t live too far from here Digby. Come on I should get you home before your owner has a nervous breakdown.” You lead the dog back to your car and let him hop in the passenger seat before driving with him to the designated place.

“Looks like we’re here Digby.” You unbuckle your seatbelt and let yourself and Digby out of the car. You then look to the restaurant with its pie crust roof. You can’t help but think that it’s really cute and you will have to come here for pie sometime. You quickly enter the sweet little dinner.

“Hello?” You call out hoping to find someone there since it is rather late. A man appears through the window into the kitchen.

“Hello? Are you the one who found Digby?” You smile relieved you found the right place.

“Yes! I brought him here for you!” He suddenly rushes out and stands before you.

“Thank you so much for bringing him. I turned around and suddenly he had disappeared. I’ve had olive out looking all day.” You frown at the somewhat attractive man in front of you.

“Olive?” He smiles slightly.

“She’s the waitress who works here. We’re just friends.” You smile at that.

“Well it was my pleasure to bring him back. He’s been good all the while. Anyway I better get going it’s getting late.” You say looking at the clock on the wall.

“Oh let me repay you for bringing him back!” He says slightly flustered.

“Oh no! I couldn’t let you do that!”  you say waving your arms infront of you.

“Well at least let me take you out for a coffee on me.” He says somewhat shyly. You can’t help but give a shy smile back.

“Sure I’d love that uh…” You falter for a name.

“Ned.” He says filling in the gap.

“(y/n). I’d love to do that sometime. Just give me a call. See you round!” You say cheerfully walking out of the dinner. You can’t keep the grin from your face for the rest of the night.