ONE-MORE-WIN

anonymous asked:

Could u pls draw a viktuuri love child, love?

“вкусно-です!”

(Vkusno-desu!)


Viktori Katsuki-Nikiforov

Viktori (or Tori-chan) may look like his dad, Katsuki Yuuri - but his dauntless and carefree spirit is undisputably something he’d inherit from his five-time World Champion papa, Viktor Nikiforov.

He’d start skating before he learns to speak in full sentences, and his passion for skating rivals that of both his fathers - his dream is to one day win more gold medals than his two figure-skating-champion papas combined.

anonymous asked:

Bittys reaction to jack cutting off his 90s boy band bangs 😪

“Hey honey, how was - Oh my!”  Bitty froze, half turned away from the cream he was whisking, eyes wide.

“Does it look bad?” Jack asked, sheepish as he shifted on his feet, ruffling his newly-shorn hair.  The floppy bangs - the ones that reminded Bitty of his brief and shameful boyband phase before he found Beyonce - were gone.  Instead, Jack sported a short, clean cut.  He looked…

“Good!”  Bitty rushed to assure him.

“Yeah?”  Jack seemed to doubt it.  Bitty quickly started whisking the cream again, trying to get the peaks to stiffen as fast as possible while reassuring his boyfriend that,

“Yes sweetpea, you always look so handsome.  I just didn’t know you were getting a haircut.  I’m…surprised!”

“You’re sure it looks okay?”

“I swear on Moomaw’s peach cobbler recipe.”  At that, Jack let out a breath, finally letting himself smile.

“Okay, I believe you.”  He came over to Bitty, and as soon as his boyfriend had set the mixing bowl aside, Jack bundled him up in his arms.

“What has gotten into you today?” Bitty asked, laughing into Jack’s chest and hugging him around the waist, squeezing back just as tight.  Jack nuzzled into Bitty’s hair, the softness and the sweet smell of conditioner making it one of Jack’s favorite things.  He hummed, pressing a smiling kiss where his mouth landed.

“Pretty happy, I guess.  Coaches are pretty confident we’ll be making it to post-season.  Three more games, and we only need one more win to lock at least a wild card.  That’s euh…kinda why the haircut.”

“Jack!” Bitty looked up in surprise.  “Isn’t that bad luck?”  Jack shook his head, looking amused.

“A little presumptuous maybe, but the coaches said so and there’s no specific superstition against it so…”

“So?  What on Earth managed to get you to deviate from your standard - your classic - Backstreet Boys bangs?” Jack laughed, and started to sway, taking Bitty along with him in the silly half-dance, and pulling a laugh out of him as well.

“Well I didn’t want to spend our first anniversary sporting my old high school ‘do.  That’d be awful.”  Bitty stopped, his resistance stilling Jack as well, and Bitty turned in his boyfriend’s arms so they could be face to face.

“That’s actually incredibly sweet.”

“You know how important you are to me, Bits.  I know it’s not a big thing, but I don’t want hockey to make me look like a ridiculous caveman on our day.  Figure it’s the least I can do after you had to live through Movember.”

“Oh god,” Bitty groaned, remembering the awful ‘stache that had plagued him all through November.  “That was trying.  Good lord but that thing was hideous.” Jack leaned down to kiss him, firm and barely holding back a smile.  “I suppose I’ll get used to having that thing on my face eventually.”

“Does that mean one of these years you’re gonna let me keep it?”

“No, it absolutely does not!  It just means that I love you enough to overlook your regrettable facial hair occasionally.”  Bitty cupped his cheek, stroking a thumb over his face thoughtfully.  “But a well-groomed beard would definitely be up for discussion.”

Promises

This is definitely my favourite moment from episode 12 because both Victor and Yuuri are just so precious in this?

Look at this beautiful boy who declares he’ll win just so Victor could kiss his medal. He just wanted to retire but how could he when Victor says he failed as a coach? He’ll skate one more year and he’ll win this time ok.

But then as much as I love Victor’s ridiculous puppy eyes (same Victor, same) his answer is just so perfect because honestly, Victor’s main goal was to make Yuuri confident in his skills and to help him get the best score and the whole time after Yuuri beats his record he’s so proud and happy and Yuuri saying he wants to stay is everything he wanted to hear and yet he demands more. 

Victor, how long have you been thinking about competing with Yuuri while still coaching him? Because it looks like he already calculated all the risk and despite he doesn’t hesitate for a second? He’s so in love I can’t handle it and I also love how he puts Yuuri’s medal around his neck as if he was stating that it’s still valid but at the same time he says he wants Yuuri to win more times as he deserves.

Victor knows this is ridiculous, he was the only person ever to be able to do something like that and he was much younger when he started and he still totally looks like he thinks Yuuri could do this. Even when he does that super sweet thing with his face when he winks (I can’t find the gif but you know which one lol) it doesn’t look like his just teasing Yuuri he really is able to believe that at that moment even if he knows how it sounds. And then Yuuri doesn’t say it’s stupid or he could never do it, he says “okay”?!

He’s moved to tears because of how much Victor believes in him and how much Victor wants to do for him so they could stay together and so they could compete on the same ice because Yuuri always wanted that and promising Victor he’ll win for him is the least he can do in return?

Like this is the moment where most of their dreams come true and instead of just celebrating they sit there declaring absurd things to each other because they believe so much in the power of their love I’m so done with them, bye.

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->   Day Seven: Endings
Victor: Promises

  • Leo: Lets just do Rock Paper Scissors to see who Jason's best man is?
  • Percy: No, no, no, no. I hate that game I always lose
  • Leo: Cause you always pick rock
  • Percy: That's because nothing beats rock
  • Leo: Paper beats rock
  • Percy: Not buying it
  • Leo: Fine, we'll play a new game. How about cockroach, foot, nuclear bomb? Foot squashes cockroach, nuclear bomb squashes foot, cockroach survives nuclear bomb
  • Percy: Oh thats great. I'll be nuclear bomb, nothing beats nuclear bomb
  • Leo: cockroach beats nuclear bomb
  • Percy: Oh we'll see about that
  • [Later]
  • Leo: One two three go
  • [Leo picks cockroach, Percy picks nuclear bomb]
  • Leo: Cockroach beats nuclear bomb. Thats 38 wins in a row. I think its safe to say I'm the best man
  • Percy; Wait a minute, i just noticed something. Cockroach always wins. One more time
  • Leo: Fine. One two three go
  • [Leo picks foot, Percy picks cockroach]
  • Percy: Foot, I forgot about foot. So foot always wins. One more time. Winner, best man, period.
  • Leo: One two three
  • [Leo picks nuclear bomb, Percy picks foot]
  • Percy: Bomb! Nuclear bomb beats foot. Its like everything in this game loses to something else
  • Leo: Yes, it's exactly like that
  • Percy: Wait. Except. Aha! I was so blind. Nuclear bomb beats everything. One more time, winner take all.
  • [Leo picks cockroach, Percy picks bomb]
  • Percy: Im going home
BTS: how they propose to you

so this is quite a soft one, besides from Taehyung’s one so, warning for that, but i wanted to do something cute and innocent, even though im not good at it (i hate being cheesy and the majority of fluff fanfictions are, like, throw up kinda cheesy) but either way here’s how BTS would propose to you!

as always make sure you send me requests for reactions/imagines/preferences!

some of this content is for mature minds only (taehyung) ;)


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BTS WON MWAVE MUSIC CHART

Lovely ARMY, pat yourselves on the back. Our hard work has paid off. BTS is first place on the Mwave Music Chart!

Now is time to focus on AAA / Asian Artist Awards. I’ve made a guide for voting here.

Let’s give them one more win!

Imagine you and Loki have been together for years. One day Asgard goes to war and Loki is forced to go. He gets injured badly and is transported back to asgard’s healers.

He is unconscious for a few weeks and you have stayed by his side the whole time. One day he finally wakes up, you hug him tightly and try to kiss him before he shoves you away. Shocked by his reaction you ask him whats wrong. He stares at you and calls for the healers. He informs the healers that there is a woman who tried to assault him, looking at you. The healers are shocked and tell him that you two are lovers.

He looks disgusted and doesnt believe them, thinking they are playing a trick on him. He demands you leave the room and to not bother him again. You are in a daze from his admission and leave the room.

For the next months you try to convince Loki of your mutual love, and he treats you cruelly, saying things you never thought he would say. Unknown to you, Loki is slowly remembering who you are and what you meant to him but he tries to ignore it, thinking he would never love someone like you.

You try one more time to win his heart, but you see him flirting with another woman, his hands all over her. Your heart feels like lead and you give up, resigning yourself to move on from him.

You leave the palace, since there is nothing left for you there. You start working as a barmaid and try to forget about Loki. One day the warriors three and Thor enter your bar and are celebrating their victory from the war. Thor tries to get your attention and explain that his brother is different now,bitter and angry since you disappeared. He asks you to move back to the palace and help Loki find himself again. You refuse, telling Thor that Loki doesnt need you anymore, you are just an annoyance. Thor doesnt believe that and the next night he comes back bringing Loki with him. He and Loki stay there all night and wait for you.

You are closing the bar and demand they leave, not caring what either of them have to say. Loki tries to explain that he remembers now, and that he loves you. You pause what your doing and stare at him, you start yelling at him, reminding him of the cruel things he said to you. How he treated you like trash. Loki tries to apologize but you dont care, in a fit of rage you lie to him that you moved on, you found someone who actually loves you.

Loki is saddened that you moved on but he doesnt care, he grabs you and pulls you towards his body, “I am not letting you go easily, You are the love of my life and I will do whatever it takes to have you back in my arms” He leans in to whisper into your ear “To feel your soft body under mine, screaming my name again”. You shove him away before he can kiss you and head home.

From that day on, Loki does all he can to win your love.

Final Fantasy 15 Trip Bonuses by Riberumu

Smartphone Games

Prompto: “Aw, I lost again! One more time! I’ll win the next one.” 
Noctis: “Oh really.”

Noctis: “You even had a bit of an advantage that time.”  
Prompto: “I hate it when you say that! Hurry up, hurry up! Rematch!” 

Noctis: “You know games are, like, my thing. Lately you’ve even been losing at cards.”
Prompto: “I was taking pictures, you sneak! Cut it out.”
Noctis: “Come on, let’s game.” 

Little box: Morning
Prompto: “There were beds, but we stayed up all night…” (Little text: “What a waste.”)
Gladio: “Let’s go.” 
Noctis: “One more night.” 
Gladio: “Come on.

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Protect my Honor- Tyler Seguin

Originally posted by jamiebenntrash

Ok anon I wanted to do Auston, but he just doesn’t seem like the type… so you got Tom instead! Hope you guys like this one! Enjoy!

Warning: Fight, cusses

Anon Request: hi i love your stories💓 if requests are still open could you do a tyler seguin one where like another hockey player starts hitting on you and he gets jealous and during the game they get into a scuffle? maybe the other guy could be auston matthews? tom wilson? (:

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              You were leaning against the wall, waiting for your boyfriend to come meet you before the game. It was part of his game day routine and one you were happy to partake in.

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  • Dean: Lets just do Rock Paper Scissors to see who Sam's best man is?
  • Cas: No, no, no, no. I hate that game I always lose
  • Dean: Cause you always pick rock
  • Cas: That's because nothing beats rock
  • Dean: Paper beats rock
  • Cas: Not buying it
  • Dean: Fine, we'll play a new game. How about cockroach, foot, nuclear bomb? Foot squashes cockroach, nuclear bomb squashes foot, cockroach survives nuclear bomb
  • Cas: Oh thats great. I'll be nuclear bomb, nothing beats nuclear bomb
  • Dean: Cockroach beats nuclear bomb
  • Cas: Oh we'll see about that
  • [Later]
  • Dean: One two three go
  • [Dean picks cockroach, Cas picks nuclear bomb]
  • Dean: Cockroach beats nuclear bomb. Thats 38 wins in a row. I think its safe to say im the best man
  • Cas: Wait a minute, i just noticed something. Cockroach always wins. One more time
  • Dean: Fine. One two three go
  • [Dean picks foot, Cas picks cockroach]
  • Cas: Foot, I forgot about foot. So foot always wins. One more time. Winner, best man, period.
  • Dean: One two three
  • [Dean picks nuclear bomb, Cas picks foot]
  • Cas: Bomb! Nuclear bomb beats foot. Its like everything in this game loses to something else
  • Dean: Yes, it's exactly like that
  • Cas: Wait. Except. Aha! I was so blind. Nuclear bomb beats everything. One more time, winner take all.
  • [Dean picks cockroach, Cas picks bomb]
  • Cas: Im going home
Mr. Hemmings

Pairing: Luke Hemmings x Reader

Word Count: 1,509 

Summary: Your’re mom set you up on a blind date. With your boss…

Warnings: Literally none, I was thinking about the ‘Hey Everybody’ video when I wrote this so yeah. But i have like no ideas at all someone help me - em

(not my gif)

Originally posted by sexycliffconda


You knocked on the door gently nudging it open to see you boss, Mr Hemmings sitting there packing his stuff for the day about to leave. In your hand was the last file you had to give in before finally heading home to get ready.

You gently cough to make your presence known, “Mr. Hemmings? I have those papers you asked for.” You said nervously walking up to the blonde man. He wasn’t much older than you maybe a year or two, but he still radiated authority and commanded respect with his presence. He was very handsome too, which didn’t help the whole being nervous around him thing.  

“Oh, Hello Y/N.” He looked up from his computer to glance at you. His blue eyes tracing over your form, before he motioned for you to walk towards him. You swiftly walked over to his desk and handed him the paperwork, “Thank you this is excellent!” He complimented your work causing a light blush to dust your cheeks.

“Thank you sir.” You responded trying not to sound too happy about his words, also trying not to notice how he had ditched his suit jacket and loosened his tie along with a few of his shirt buttons exposing a small amount of his chest. You quickly averted your vision to his name placard, trying to focus solely on the engraved letters ‘Lucas Hemmings, Marketing Executive’  reminding you that he was you’re boss not eye candy.

“Are you heading home?” He asked taking notice of your bag and coat also officially snapping you out of your reverie. He moved the computer mouse on his desk, moving his attention back to the screen. You nodded in response, too nervous to speak afraid he would be angered that you’re leaving early. Instead he said lightly “Good. Go home (Alexander, that’s an order from your commander) you’ve been here late every night the past week, go have fun!” He flashed you one more award winning smile before beginning to type an email to someone probably very important.

With that you briskly walked out of the office and to the elevator.


“Mom. I already said I was going to go you don’t need to keep reminding me.” You told your mother through the phone as you anxiously tried to find a proper dress for the date. You mother always saw herself as a incredible matchmaker, always trying to set you up and this time you’d finally decided to humor her. “I was just wondering if you could tell me more about this ‘mystery man’?” You asked holding your phone between your shoulder and your ear as you tried to get dressed while talking to her.

“Well, sweetie he’s Margie nephew. You know, Margie from D.A.R. He’s a business man, very successful.” She lingered on the word 'very’ as if it would be a selling point. “He also devilish handsome. His name is Luke.” She finished and although you couldn’t see her face you could hear the smug smile she was wearing. “Now I have to go, but remember you’re meeting him at the restaurant. I love you, bye bye.” She hung up before giving you a chance to say goodbye.

You put the finishing touches on your makeup, giving your self one last once over in the mirror. You were wearing your favorite little cocktail dress, it was formal but still casual enough to be date worthy. You nodded in approval before slipping on your heels and grabbing your keys to drive to where you were meeting this 'Luke.’


You arrived at the address, recognizing  the fancy Italian place you could never afford, your mom was right he had to money to be able to afford appetizers  at this place. You parked and walked in letting your eyes assess the room, looking for someone who might seem to be looking for someone else when you hear your name called.  

“Y/N!” You heard a familiar voice call from the bar area. You turned towards the noise and no one other, but you’re boss sitting there will a drink a in his hand a large smile across his face. He gestured for you to walk towards him, and of course you obeyed. He looked different, not as intimidating. He looked younger, happier, free of the office confines. He didn’t look like your boss, he looked like a young guy you could have a drink with. He had ditched his tie and wore only his button up shirt and work pants, still looking handsome as ever.

“Mr. Hemmings.” You greeted him with newfound confidence and a smile. “What are you doing here?” You asked taking a seat on the stool next to him. You quickly ordered yourself a drink before turning you attention back towards him.

His eyes raked up and and down your body taking in your dress that was very different from your typical work attire. “Well,” he started “I’m actually here.” And he leaned in as if it were a secret “A date.” He confessed before laughing. “What about you?” He returned the question.

“I am here on a date too actually.” You admitted. “Speaking of which, it’s a blind date so you haven’t seen anyone named Luke here have you?” You asked him looking around the room for what your mother described only to land back on Mr. Hemmings. This time not failing to notice that he fit the bill perfectly, but he surely doesn’t need to go on a blind date, not with those looks.

“You’re on a blind date?” He wondered astonishment in his voice. He began to chuckle when you nodded in reassurance. He suddenly held his hand out to you as if he expected you to shake. When you did began to shake his hand what he said made your jaw drop. “Hi, I’m Luke.”

You didn’t even try to hide the shocked expression that came across your features. (You’re sure it wasn’t very pretty.) “Margie from the D.A.R.’s nephew, Luke?” You asked feeling as though this was some kind of prank, expecting a guy with a camera and a microphone to come out yelling 'You’ve been pranked!’ Yet no sleazy TV show host appeared as Luke nodded in clarification laughing at your characterization of his aunt.

“Oh my God!” You stared laughing. “I’m so sorry. I can’t believe my mother set up on a blind date with my boss!” You apologized, but Luke doesn’t laugh with you he just smiles and ever so smoothly he says.

“What if tonight I’m not your boss.” He suggested, watching your reaction closely. “What if I’m just the guy you were set up on a blind date with. Maybe we could just see how things go.” He smiled looking proud of himself and his idea.

You returned the gesture smiling back at him. “I’d like that.” And so that’s what the pair of you did, and honestly it was one of the best dates you’ve ever been on. Sadly all good things must come to an end.


“Listen I had a really good time tonight, and I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t always found you to be very beautiful.” Luke confessed at the end of the night as he was walking you back to your car, his words taking your breathe. “So while we’re still living in denial of me being your boss, I was hoping I could kiss you?” Luke asked when the two of you finally reached your parking space.

Not trusting your voice in that moment you simply nodded, looking into his ocean blue eyes as he took a step towards you, lifting up one hand to cup your cheek as the other pulled you against him and wrapped around your waist. He stared at you for a moment as your faces were only inches away from each other, each breath dancing across the others skin. His light blue irises studied you, and he didn’t move. Eventually you couldn’t take it anymore and placed your lips upon his, the contact sending a shiver through you all the way down to your toes. The kiss was short, and you quickly pulled away to look at Luke. Yet you didn’t get much of a chance to look, because he quickly pulled you back to him reconnecting your lips in a more heated and needy kiss. His lips were pillow soft and tasted like the wine you shared and God, you were already addicted to them.  

When you finally pulled away for good this time, you were the one to break the silence. “What now?” You asked hating to break the peace, but knowing that you had something to talk about. Luke just smiled at you and gave you one last kiss.

“Now I say goodbye. Thank you for the wonderful evening Y/N.” he bid you goodbye before walking to where he was parked, left you standing there staring after him with hundreds of questions racing through your mind. Most important of them all. What would happen at work tomorrow?


Part Two

Masterlist

Hogwarts houses friendship - contests
  • every month they have a contest to prove whos house is the best
  • Gryffindor came up with the idea
  • both Slytherin and Gryffindor are really competitive
  • Gryffindor is a sore loser
  • Ravenclaw is passive aggressive about it
  • “I don't need a stupid contest to prove I’m the best”
  • Hufflepuff normally wins even if they don't try
  • All the losers have to bake a cake for the winner
  • Gryffindor always gets the best cake
  • cause whenever Gryffindor makes everything goes to shit
  • Ravenclaw is always so smug when they win
  • “See I am the best”
  • And if Slytherin wins the following month they’ll say something
  • “Who’s the best now”
  • “I am, and I always will be, you just had a stroke of luck”
  • Hufflepuff always makes sure the others know it’s just fun and games
  • when the other students see them doing it they think wft
  • some of the stuff they do for the contest is stupid 
  • every month it changes as they pick four things out of a hat
  • one time they had catch the giant squid
  • Slytherin won that
  • they all came out soaking wet and covered in seaweed
  • they also all received detention for a month, they heads of their houses weren't pleased at all, Snape almost excluded Slytherin
  • they were the talk of the school for a while after that stunt 
  • Hufflepuff got a howler of their parents
  • and for the rest of the day, they spent trying to cheer up Hufflepuff
  • and another time they had to get off the train on their way home
  • they will never look at the trolly lady the same way ever again
  • But Hufflepuff failed that challenge as they tried to calm down the trolly lady as the others jumped off
  • though they all decided to give Hufflepuff 2 points for their sheer brave of talking to and try to calm down the terrifying lady
  • Gryffindor jumped as soon as the lady turned evil looking
  • Gryffindor got the mick took out of them for a week
  • “Are you supposed to be the brave one? You jumped off like a little pussy”
  • “It’s not like you stayed there much longer Ravenclaw”
  • “You both should be glad you didn’t, she was terrifying”
  • “Yeah and that's why you jumped too”
  • “Actually I pushed Slytherin off”
  • Slytherin always helps Hufflepuff, despite Hufflepuff disagreeing with them doing it
  • Gryffindor and Ravenclaw keeping count on how many times they win
  • “One more to my wins, try and keep up Gryff”
  • Gryffindor always pranks Ravenclaw whenever they win
  • One time Gryffindor “tricked” Ravenclaw into their coffee with raisins in
  • Ravenclaw kept eye contact throughout the entire time they drink it
  • Gryffindor went to drink their drink only for the raisins to be in their drink, they ended up spitting their drink all over Slytherin
  • who then ignored them for a week
  • but at the end of it all, they all love each other

@mordredeggsy told me to

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“So Hamish is a codename too?”

“No.” Merlin continued typing. “I changed my name to stop the others.”

“Stop them from what?” Roxy asked, as she and Eggsy continued to spin their chairs. They were trying to see who got dizzy enough to stop first.

“From calling me nicknames.”

“What nicknames?”

“I’m not telling you.”

“We’ll find out ourselves,” Eggsy decided, and stopped his chair, looking woozy. Roxy beamed and took one more spin. “You win, Rox.”

Merlin just grunted.

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“Your name is ARCHIBALD?!”

“Don’t you dare,” Merlin growled, pointing sternly at Eggsy. “Don’t you dare, you insolent–”

“Your nickname is Baldie?!”

Roxy began to laugh hysterically, as Eggsy guffawed until he couldn’t stand and had to sit down. Merlin’s eye twitched.

“I will suspend you head first in the Thames,” he snarled, and Roxy stifled her laughter, thought she couldn’t stop giggling. Eggsy, however, could not stop.

“Your nickname,” he wheezed, “Is–is Baldie, oh fuck, that’s hilarious!”

Before Merlin could strangle him, Harry walked in, took one look at the scene, and said, “Merlin, if you kill him I’m going to have to murder you slowly.”

“As if you could,” Merlin snorted, but after one last glare he turned away, nose in the air.

Eggsy giggled again. “Baldie,” he whispered.

“That’s it, you little–!”

It took both Roxy and Harry to keep Merlin from making good on his threats to suspend Eggsy in the Thames.

Dark's Happy Place

*I am in a happy mood so I will give you a short story of our dear Edgelord and his love. I thought of this as a fun idea so lets get this going :D *

“I can’t believe you did this…” Dark is brooding.

“Come on you won’t know til you try it!” You are jumping up and down with pure happiness.

“And I thought I was the one who enjoyed torturing people but today its all you.” Dark is very done. “You are killing me.”

“Don’t be such a drama queen.” You boop Dark’s nose. “It’s Disneyland!! How can you not love this!!”

There is a good crowd today. So many families were out and groups were taking pictures every second. The lines were long to some rides and the shops were filled. There were smiles everywhere in the park except for one brooding man.

“Did we really have to come here…” Dark sighs.

“Yes!! It has been forever since I have been here and who better to share it with than you.” You cuddle into Dark’s chest.

“You acting cute does not help.” Dark still broods but holds you.

“What if I get to your ego and say you look so hot dressed casual?” You Step back to look at Dark.

He has on some dark navy jeans that are held up by a deep brown belt. He has some comfy black vans and his gray shirt hugs his body. His black leather jacket keeps him warm from the wind coming in that day. Dark even put on a black cap because he didn’t want to deal with people recognizing him. Since he never dresses this way you were taking in very much.

“I know I do but it does sound better when you say it.” Dark smirks. “Fine lets get this over with.”

You take him around the shops first looking at all the cute toys and mickey hats. You really want to get one for Dark but you don’t want to mess with him too much. The rides were more interesting. You would wait in line happily and you thought Dark doesn’t mind being the patient guy he is but add in some loud people and children and he cant do it. Thankfully you snuggling up to his side relaxed him enough to get him to calm down. There was one thing you wanted to try but hadn’t yet. You look at his hand holding onto his belt as he looks through his phone. You two have never held hands before like any other couple. Sure other things had happened but the simple one of holding hands was something that you didn’t do. He never said he wouldn’t like it but he hasn’t even tried to do it and you felt to nervous to try it yourself. You slowly try to get it bit then the line moves and you don’t in the end.

“I think you would like this one.” You say as you sit in the ride. You took him to the Buzz Light shooting ride hoping this one will get him to have some fun.

“It involves shooting things. It may not be real targets but anything to take out my frustrations on. Also I’m going to win this.” He gives you a determined smile.

You have so much fun getting the targets and you look at Dark who seems to get really into it. He is hitting everything perfectly and keeps moving the cart so you will miss. You shove him to mess his aim but sadly to no effect, he wins. “Where is my prize?” He looks at you as you both walk out of the ride.

“I never said anything about a prize.” You look at him amused.

“You just suffered a humiliating defeat I deserve a prize.” He stands in front of you waiting.

“You cheated.” You pout.

“I didn’t say it was a clean win but it is still a win. So?” He taps his foot.

You ponder at this and think of his favorite prize. You go up to him and give him a kiss. “There congratulations.”

He looks disappointed. “Only that?” He tugs you to him. “You know I need more than that.”

“We are in a theme part fill of happy families and children. I think they do not want to see some very intense making out.” You laugh softly.

“Does it look like I care what other people think of me?” Dark looks at you seductively.

You blush red but try to relax yourself. “ Come on sir but the breaks on the charm.” You give him a second quick kiss. “Lets go on another ride.”

The next one was the tea cups and you made Dark spin it and all he had o do was push it with his finger to get it to move. You are laughing so much and having fun and Dark watches you smiling lightly. Dark has to hold you up after the ride because your head is spinning to fast and losing your balance. He chuckles as you tell him he spin you to much but it was worth it. You go on some more rides and then get hungry and you beg Dark to get you a churro. He makes you get actual food saying it will spoil your lunch but gets you the churro after. Again you look at his hand wanting to hold it but your fingers are sticky after licking them from having some candy.

“Lets go here.” Dark point to the Haunted Mansion.

“You really want to go here?” You look up at Dark surprised.

“Why not it looks nice.” Dark looks at the small cemetery. “My kind of house.”

You both get in line and wait a while. You think Dark is going to lose it when a child begins to cry because they are too scared to continue but he takes a deep breathe and wraps his arms from behind you. You get into the ride finally and take the elevator what reveals the growing paintings. When to lightning strikes and shows the hanging man at the top with a scream some of the people are scared and some children cry. Dark holds in his laugh and you look at him shaking your head. You continue walking and get to the part where you get to sit in the chair and go through the rest of the mansion. You snuggle up to him in your seat and rest your head on his shoulder. He leans in the seat and closes his eyes as if he is napping. It is dark enough for it so you fellow him and close your eyes as well. A jolt of the ride makes your eyes open.

“We are sorry but we are facing some difficulties with the controls. Please stay seated until the ride is fixed.” The announcer saids calmly.

“Hu that’s weird. Well this is a nice place to be stuck in.” You look around to find you are in the graveyard. You look at Dark and he leans in and kisses you.

He holds your cheek softly but kisses you very intensely. His fingers are curling into your hair and your cheeks feel warm. You put your hand on his chest and slowly lean away. “Did you make the ride stop?”

“Maybe.” He smiles. You see his shadow moving in a stream away through the ride. “Now give me my prize.”

He doesn’t let you say anything and leans back in wrapping his arms around you. He presses you into the chair and one of his hands is brushing your waist. You shiver at his touch and feel this is weird doing this in a ride but it is dark there so no one can see you. He gets more intense and makes you move your lips apart to French kiss you. You feel like you can’t breathe but you also don’t want to stop kissing. He leans away to let you take a breathe. While you remember how to breathe he hold you close. “That’s better.” He lets the ride continue and holds you the rest of the time.

When you lean the sun is already going down. “Is it time to go now?” Dark looks at you hoping the answer is yes.

“O no Grumpy. We are staying for the fireworks.” You look determined.

“Grumpy? My attitude or the dwarf? Hey he had a good thing going until he got soft.” Dark sighs. “Dam character development.”

“Hey its a classic. And aren’t you slightly better with me in your life now.” You smile at him.

“True but I still haven’t lost my touch.” Dark makes a evil grin.

While you both wait for the fireworks you get on more rides. Dark makes you go on the Buzz one two more times, he wins both times. Then you take him to Splash Mountain and put your hands in the air at the drop. When you look at the picture from the drop you are smiling and you laugh seeing Dark without any reaction arms crossed yawning. You go on tea cups again but this time not so much spinning to be safe. Finally it is time for the fireworks and you two find a good spot.

The music starts and you watch them pop into the sky. Your eyes light up at the colors and you feel like a kid again. You look up and smile feeling a tear coming on. The last time you were here you were with your parents before they separated when things were still ok. You always wanted to go back but you didn’t know who with because your parents did their own thing and our friends were busy. You look up at Dark and he is looking at you. He wipes a tear from your cheek and looks at you softly.

“I’m sorry I brought you here. I know this isn’t your thing but I just wanted to share this with you because you I wanted to come here with someone I care about so..” You shuffle your feet.

“For you this is tolerable. I will do anything with you if it makes you happy. My darling comes first.” He kisses your head. “Even if this place is to happy for my liking.”

You cuddle up to him. “I love you Grumpy.”

“I love you too.” He hold you and lets you go so you can see the fireworks.

You are both leaving the park and Dark is carrying your souvenirs. You got that Mickey ears hat you wanted and took multiple photos of Dark when you put it on him. You come over to his place for the night, he said you owed him. You o to his room and take your pajamas you left there when you stay over and plop on the bed. Downstairs Dark checks that the house is in order and Willford busts out laughing because you made Dark keep the Mickey hat on. He shows that you send everyone the photos of him in it and his shell cracks. He stomps up the stairs and opens the door ready to say something but stops at the sight of you sleeping.

You passed out instantly on his bed and sniggle in the covers. He sighs and takes his clothes for the night and changes. He moves you over and holds you as you both fall asleep.

After that day Willford tells everyone they should all go to Disneyland so your off there again. All the egos are happy and running around. Again you look at Dark knowing he is not loving this but he said it couldn’t be helped. You look around and then you feel something. You look down and see Dark is holding your hand.

You look up at him. “What? You were staring at my hand most of the time we were here before. Isn’t this what you wanted?” Dark asks.

You smile at him. “Yes it is.”

“Good. I cant have you getting lost on me while I look after these morons.” Dark rolls his eyes at the other egos. “Besides isn’t this what lovers do? Hold hands.” He softly squeezes your hand. “It.. Its not that bad.”

Defying Gravity // Philip Hamilton x Reader

Never in a million years I imagined I’d be writing fanfiction for the founding fathers of another country yet here I am.

This goes out to Charley ( @always-blame-jefferson ) who is one of my bestest friends, I hope this cheers you up my friend.

Warning: This is a modern days AU, also it’s so sweet it’ll give you cavities so enjoy my loves.

Word Count: 935, short and sweet.

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Things were definitely not going to plan.


As the top student of George Fredericks academy, (Y/N) (L/N),  had everything planned out for her life until he came along, he being Philip Hamilton. 


It all began in a Chick-Fill-A of all places. 

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Captain Swan Football AU Recs

Hello Beautiful Fandom, Since Colin gave us so many good material for Football AU, the talented people of this fandom made some amazing fic and sets. Here is some that I found, If you know another let me know.

UPDATED!! I found one more!!


FANFICTION

The Winning Goal, @therollyjodger

killian jones is a striker for the storybrooke wanderers. they’re playing in an fa cup final match against bridgeroad united. it’s 1-1. 5 minutes left of the game. who will win? and who will lift the trophy in front of 90,000 spectators?

Playing footy, @alexandralyman

Yeah, yeah, one of what is sure to be many Captain Swan soccer AUs after today’s game. Featuring Elsa, since Georgina was also playing.

Play the Game, @lifeinahole27

Storybrooke starts up a soccer club. Emma enjoys watching. 

It’s a Funny Old Game, @welllpthisishappening

Killian’s not sure why he agreed to this. Well, no, that’s not true. He does. Because Henry asked. And, well, maybe they’re some kind of family now.

Emma’s not sure why she hasn’t said anything. Well, no, that’s not true. She does. Because she’s not supposed to. And, well, things were pretty good already.

Or: A quasi Out of the Frying Pan sequel with soccer.

SETS

Winning Goal, @blowmiakisscolin

Captain Swan // Soccer AU ,  @blowmiakisscolin

Swan-Jones, @xemmaloveskillianx

15.6.16 // This is my best friend’s photo but I’ve been doing exactly the same thing. Debating whether to keep reading Game of Thrones or to actually study for my Chinese exam on Saturday… I think Game of Thrones might win. One more exam and then a few weeks of break. I can’t wait, next semester is going to be so much better now I know what I’m doing at uni.