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Caught

Book worm girlfriend was a huge success for blurb night so here’s an Imagine about it. 

They’ve been stopped at this Laundromat for two hours. It’s late, gotta be getting closer to one in the morning and it’s completely empty. 

He’s been trying to find something to entertain himself. He checked everything on his phone, read through a few magazines, but now he’s ready to be entertained. 

She’s just over there, reading a book, looking cute as shit. 

“Babe.” He says, voice low, almost as if he has to whisper because of how quiet it is in the place.

“Hmm?” She asks, not looking up from her book.

“Babe.” He says again, moving closer to her.

“What?” She asks, still not looking up, too lost in the world that she’s in. 

“Babe.” He whines, looking at her with puppy dog eyes.

“What Shawn?” She asks finally looking up at him.

“Can you talk to me or something?”

“What?” She giggles at his question.

“I’m bored.” He whines.

“I’m sorry, I told you to bring your guitar.” She says shrugging, looking back at her book. 

He just watches her, watches as her eyes dance from side to side as she reads each line. How her eyes light up, and she smirks at what’s shes reading. He’s not done bugging her though. Would never be done bugging her.

He takes the book from her hands and she gasps. 

“Wait Shawn.” She protests as he walks away from her. “Shawn!” She’s annoyed now.

“Hmm?” He mocks her.

“Give me my book back!” 

“Why? You should be just as bored as I am.” He says turning to face her. She stops short, eyeing the book in his hand. She’s trying to come up with a plan so she can get her book back from him. But he watches her, watches how her eyebrows come together, her lips seal together in a tight line. 

The washer their using beeps, and they both look over.

“Shawn I promise I won’t read anymore, I’ll talk to you. Can you just give me my book back.”

“No can do Babe.”

“Shawn, I don’t even know what page I’m on.” She whines, reaching for her book but he holds it above her head.

“That just means you get to read it again.” He shrugs. She glares at him, a warning, but he doesn’t listen to it. He shuts her book and puts it on top of on of the washer.

“SHAWN!” She says voice high pitched and he can’t help but snicker as he watches her eyes blaze with anger. 

He know’s better than to mess with one of her books, those are sacred like how his guitars are. But he wants to push his limits, wants to get under her skin. Get her all worked up, hot and angry. It’s a turn on. 

“Fuck you.” She mumbles as she goes to the beeping washer, opening the door in a huff. She’s a lot angrier than he expected her to be. She moves the clothes to a dryer and then grabs her basket and throws her clothes that are left to be washed in the washer.

“Here.” He says, taking his shirt off. “Can you wash that too.” 

“You are seriously going to sit hers shirtless, what if someone comes in.”

“It’s like one in the morning Babe, who’s coming in here?” 

“I don’t know, a couple that has been traveling around the world for his world tour?” She shrugs, taking his shirt and putting that in the wash too.

“A cute couple,” He grins, walking behind her. He kisses at her cheek and frowns as she moves away from him. “Hey, come back.”

“Don’t feel like being kissed.” She grumbles.

“Why?” 

“You just lost my fucking page Shawn.” She says looking at him over her shoulder.

“Still on that.” 

“Yes I’m still on that, that’d be like if you were in the middle of writing a song and then I took your guitar away so you couldn’t finish.” She says crossing her arms. 

“I’m sorry, I was just joking around.” He says slowly moving closer to her. 

“It wasn’t funny.”

“I know, I’m sorry.” He says touching her softly, pulling her into him slowly. “It’s just really hot when you get mad like this.” He grins. She whips her body around and glares at him.

“How dare you.” She points at him, he smiles and leans down connecting their lips.

All her anger melts away, lips following in the rhythm he’s created. Their in sync with each other, he’s pushing her up against the wall. She smells of fabric softener, and he grins against her lips remembering how he chased her around throwing it at her like they were snow balls. 

“Babe how many do you put in here.” He asks opening the box of fabric softener. 

“One will do.” She says looking up from her book. 

“Are you gonna put that book down?” He asks.

“I did my job, started my load.” She shrugs. He glares at her, but then looks back down and smirks at his idea. He takes four fabric sheets and wads them up into a sad looking ball but uses it anyway. He tosses it over and it hits her in the face and then lands in her lap. 

“Hey.” She says looking up. He laughs and throws another ball. This hits her in the face again and she gets up, holding her thumb to keep her place in her book. She runs away as he continues to throw fabric softener at her. “Stop Shawn.” She giggles, hiding behind the dryers. 

“Put the book down.” 

“Shawn.” She whines. 

“I need to start this load.” She says between kisses. 

“It can wait.” He responds.

“No it can’t.” She pulls away. 

“Yeah it can.” He says pushing her back against the wall, moving between her legs. 

“Shawn.”

“What about your bra? That needed to be washed right?” He says kissing her jaw as his hands slide up her shirt. She shivers at his touch and nods, swallowing thickly. He undoes the hooks in the back, and it pops open. She reaches around him and pulls the strap off under her sleeve. She does that to the other side and he catches the bra as it falls off her body. 

Their still kissing as he holds her bra in one hand. He lets his other hand rest on the small of her back. She pulls away, pushing him away. 

“We have to start um the next load.” She says trying to regain her balance. Her head is spinning, and she feels uneasy as she stands on her own, him no longer holding her up. 

 He watches her with a shit eating grin on his face, knowing he’s done that to her. 

She puts her bra in the washer, starting the load. Shawn picks her up, sets her on a dryer and stands between her thighs. 

“You can have more kisses when I get my book.” She bargains with him.

“Hm, but I was just gonna talk.” He hums, smirking at her. She rolls her eyes and looks over his shoulder at her poor book sitting on top of the washer. It’s too high for her to reach and he know’s it, why he put it up there.

“What are we talking about?” 

*

Their kissing again, talking didn’t last long. Not when he was staring at her lips, licking and biting his. He’s getting handsy again, but she’s not stopping him. Not stopping him from slipping his fingers under her shirt, sliding up to her boobs. Well she wasn’t stopping him until someone came into the laundromat. They jump apart as someone clears their throat. 

Geoff. Geoff stands there, arms crossed, glaring at the blushing couple.

“Are you finished with the clothes?” He asks, voice booming. 

“Yeah.” Shawn says looking over at the washer and dryer they were using. 

They both work together to quickly throw all the now clean clothes from the dryers into the to go hamper bag they have. 

Being caught, they both are blushing a deep red. Geoff just watches them as they grab the clothes. She grabs her bra some the pile that Shawn grabbed and runs off the bathroom to go put it back on. Shawn grabs a shirt and puts it on over his head and then slipping his arms in. 

 He looks over at Geoff and raises his eyebrows.

“What the fuck?” 

“We need to leave.” Geoff says angry.

“Then fucking call me.” Shawn says slamming the dryer door shut. “No need to be a fucking cock block.” 

“That’s what I am?”

“Yeah, so thanks.” Shawn sneers. She comes running back out and takes Shawn’s hand as they walk back to the bus. 

Three blocks and a right turn, right back to the bus that houses The Shawn Mendes as he tours the world. Goes from show to show.

They are climbing back on the bus, giggling now at the fact that they got caught. The bus takes off and she looks up at him in horror.

“What?”

“My book.”

And sure enough, sitting on top of the 6th washer in the 24 hour laundromat is her book. The corner of page 237 sloppily folded over in a sad attempt of a boyfriend trying to save the page of his girls book. 

6

The episode “The Great Fusilli” is the last episode in season one of Courage the Cowardly Dog, and ends with a scene where Courage is controlling the deceased bodies of Muriel and Eustace as puppets in an attempt to keep his life with them ongoing. This scene implies that after season one, the remainder of the series’ episodes are nothing, but thoughts that Courage has in his head. It implies that Muriel and Eustace have truly died, and that Courage has gone insane. He has made himself believe they’re still alive, and is trying to make us believe that too.

The Gift to End All Gifts (Steve Harrington)

Steve Harrington x Reader

Request

AHHHHHHH I SAW A VIDEO OF PEOPLE GETTING PUPPIES AS PRESENTS AND NOW I REALLY NEED A STEVE X READER WHERE HE BUYS HER/THEM (make it fem or neutral either is fine) A PUPPY FOR CHRISTMAS/BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!! OK THANK YOU PLEASE LET ME KNOW IF YOU NEED MORE SPECIFICS!!!!!!!!!


Hi hi so this didn’t come out exactly as planned, but I don’t hate it. It’s a little less dog centric after I edited so I’m sorry, I really like it though. It’s a tad short nearly 1.2k words so yeah… enjoy


Christmas time was nearing and you had no idea what to get Steve. Well to say nearing was an understatement, it was December 20th, you had 5 days to get a present. You had known Steve forever and knew what he liked, but he had everything that he liked. He liked guitars, his hair, and you. You could get him a guitar, but he really doesn’t play anymore, he doesn’t have time, you could get him Farrah Fawcett spray, but he already has way too much of that. You were at a loss for ideas, and time was running out. It’s not like Steve was helping as he said he got you the “best gift ever” and that it’s “the gift to end all gifts”.


On your quest to get Steve a gift you went to the mall. When you walked, alone, searching for your inspiration, you saw a pair laughing and smiling and having a good time. It was Nancy and Johnathan. You smiled in the direction of the couple and they wondered over. They looked so happy, holding hands and carrying steaming cups of liquid. “Hey guys!” You exclaimed, smiling, hoping that they would have a suggestion.


“Hey, Y/N, whatcha doing here all alone, where’s Steve?” Johnathan asked.


You were about to speak when Nancy, whom you had asked to come to the mall with you, interjected, “Someone,” She said, nodding in your direction judgmentally, “ procrastinated getting a present for Steve until the very last minute.”


Johnathan laughed and said, “Wow and I know Steve’s gift for you is so good, you better impress, you’ve got a lot to go against!”


“You. Are not. Helping.” You said, “ But really, do you have any ideas ??”


“Wait he told you too? Isn’t it so cute! Oh I can’t wait for Y/N” Nancy said to Johnathan. He nodded, the two smiling like they only saw each other.


“Hi, yeah I’m right here, and still in need of ideas ?”


“The other day he was talking about how he wanted to start playing guitar again, I don’t know if he’s serious, but if that helps?” Johnathan said, “anyway, we have to go, see you later?”


“Bye Y/N” Nancy said cheerfully, bouncing away with Johnathan on her arm. You sighed and decided that, because his gift is the best, that you would get him a guitar. You had a ton of money saved up so why not. You loved when he played guitar for you so, it was really a great investment.


——


Today was the day, it was Christmas Even. You finally got to see what Steve got your for Christmas and to say you were nervous was an understatement. What if you hated it, you didn’t want to hurt his feelings, what if he hated what you got him, what if you make him feel bad. There were too many factors.


It was noonish and you were going over to Steve’s house for friendmas and everyone would be there. Steve, Nancy, Johnathan, and the kids, Dustin, Will, Mike, Lucas, El, and Max. When you got there you were the last one to arrive, as per usual. When you walked into the house you were greeted with a chorus of “its about time”s and “finally”s. You put down all the presents under the tree and sat with your friends. As you all were sitting, talking about anything and everything, you noticed that everyone kept staring at Steve. Eventually Steve started to notice and sighed.

“What?” He said, in a confused tone.


“You know what.” Dustin stated, nodding his head is your direction.


“Okay, I’ll go get it” Steve said, standing up and walking out of the room and down the hall.


Everyone started to get excited, El looked the most excited and was giggling into Mike’s shoulder. Dustin was smiling like a lunatic and Lucas couldn’t even look he was laughing so hard. You were so stressed as Steve walked back into the room cradling a large box with holes cut in it. Steve placed the box down in front of you and sat down next to you. The box began to shake and make little squeaky noises. “Come on, open it?!?” Dustin said, practically jumping out of his seat.


You ripped off the lid and looked inside to see a teeny tiny lab puppy. You picked up the dog and almost immediately started crying. It was so cute. You couldn’t handle it. “So, best present ever?” Steve said sheepishly, all you did was nod and hug the small puppy. All the kids were freaking out, even though they all already knew. After you had gotten over the tears you placed the puppy down on the floor and let her run over to the other kids, you turned to Steve, baffled and said,”how-“ he immediately started explaining,”I already asked your parents, they know and are very excited for her”

You smiled and he continued, “I got you a puppy because I love the way your face lights up whenever we see one. You’re cute when you’re happy”


———-


After everyone else had left and it was just you and Steve playing with the puppy you said, “So, what are we going to name our daughter?”

“Our daughter?” Steve questioned, with a big stupid grin plastered onto his perfect face.

“You heard me, what’s her name,” You replied, smiling at the pure happiness that was on his face.

“I don’t know, I guess to have to stay until we decided,” Steve said as his smile turned into a smirk.

“I suppose I will,” You said as you and Steve stayed cuddled up on the floor of his living room with your sleeping puppy snoozing happily in front of your legs.

“Oh wait what about your present?” You said after a few minutes of calm silence.

“You don’t need to get me anything, being my girlfriend is enough” Steve replied, nearly falling asleep with his head leaning on the seat of the couch.

You turned and kissed your boyfriend and whispered, “I’ll be right back” You stood and walked out to your car, grabbing the guitar case wrapped in paper, carrying it back in. When you got back in Steve was waiting, eyes wide, like a child, for his gift.

“So I didn’t know what to get, so I settled on this, I really hope you like it” You said hesitantly.

“Oh shut up I’ll love it” He said, grabbing at the paper. What was in the case didn’t process until he had it completely unwrapped. “Are you serious? You didn’t? You did not.”

“I did” You said, smiling again at the apparent joy spread across your boyfriend’s face as a wave of relief washed over you.

“Babe I love it,” he said picking up the guitar. He placed it back down, and placed a long kiss on your lips. He immediately turned back to his guitar and began to play. This was the perfect Christmas. The late hours of Christmas Eve spent with your new puppy and Steve quietly strumming music were what made this Christmas the best Christmas ever.


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Will Byers Headcanons (+Byeler)

Will has a small collection of novelty erasers that he absolutely refuses to use. He insists that they all have sentimental value and has a story & name for each of them.

Due to being very spacey he often misses parts of conversations leading to awkward head shaking & replies. Mike’s always got his back if he’s particularly out of it though.

Will doesn’t like how unorganised doodles look on his own skin so is ecstatic when Mike agrees to let will doodle on him. It helps them both when they’re stressed.

He gets really fixated when working on his art but Mike is content to just watch him, especially when he cutely sticks his tongue out just a little as he concentrates.

Will is so enthused by Mike’s stories whether they be for a campaign or just Mike’s stream of consciousness. It’s basically Mike’s near-incoherent ramblings with Will’s occasional “oh wow!” “what happened next?!” “no way!” and surprised gasps.

The rest of the gang are certain they have their own secret language.

Will is just eternally sleepy during the day. He can and will fall asleep at any given moment when he gets the tiniest bit cosy. Entering a room that’s slightly warmer than the one before? Good night.

However, he’s the worst for sleeping at night. Needs silence, is woken up by anything. Too hot, too cold, too restricted. Not a morning person and will be distant if he’s had a bad sleep.

Has sensory issues with audio at times. Things are too loud or too quiet or plain incomprehensible. Processing words is a big issue for him and he gets really frustrated (to the point of crying) when he can’t understand.

Gets headaches way too easily. Sounds, sights, smells — all can give him headaches. Mike is always really great at picking up on when he has one though. Sometimes has to take him away from campaigns to breathe. He always apologises but Mike repeatedly assures him it’s fine.

He tries to use Mike as a model when he begins to practise realism but Mike is a hellish fidgeter. Will can’t reprimand him though because Mike knows that he’s just as bad.

BTS Reaction: Their Little Sister Gets in a Fight Over Them

Anonymous said:

“Hm… as a request, could you please do BTS reacting to their little sister getting into a fight at school and refusing to tell their brother why, but then their brother overhearing her telling another member they only got into the fight and sustained injuries because someone insulted her brother’s and the groups hard work? This sister being like… elementary/middle school, maybe even highschool?”

Here you are. Thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy! 😘

He panics when the school calls him to pick you up, stating you had been in a fight. When he pulls into the almost empty lot and sees you sitting on the steps of your school, head bowed and foot kicking at the ground, his heart breaks a little.

He honks the horn and watches as you hoist your backpack over your shoulder and limp to the car. The bruise on your cheek and your split lip bring out the protective older brother in him, but he bears down hard on it, knowing it will only make the situation worse. He doesn’t say anything for awhile. The silence is filled only by quiet music playing from the radio as you glare out the window.

“What happened?” He ventures.

You refuse to look at him as you shake your head. He sighs, drumming his fingers on the wheel as he contemplates what to do.

Jin:

You walk through the door of his dorm and struggle to slip your shoes off. Your ankle is a little sore and swollen. Jin takes your elbow to help you to the couch, where he gently presses you to sit. He heads to the kitchen in search of an ice pack and first-aid kit. A few minutes later, when he’s finally found what you need, he pauses just outside the doorway to the livingroom.

“She just wouldn’t shut up,” you’re telling Yoongi in a teary voice. “She kept saying mean things about Jin oppa. That he wasn’t good enough, he should just quit. And I just… snapped.”

He feels his heart break for you. His little sister feeling like she needs to protect him from his haters. He steps into the room to see Yoongi holding your hand as you cry your frustration out.

“Y/n-ah,” he says gently. You gaze up at him through your tears. “You don’t need to protect oppa. I don’t care about what those kids at your school says, and neither should you. Your brother is Mr. Worldwide Handsome.”

You let out a watery laugh at that as Jin wipes your tears away.

Originally posted by nnochu


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anonymous asked:

Could you do a reaction for bts of S/O having a really brig soft spot for another member (like babying and a touchy)


Hoseok: *smiles fondly at you as you take good care of Jimin by spoon feeding him*

“jagiya, you care about Jimin a lot huh?” “isn’t he just the cutest?” “I feel the same, I just want to protect Jimin at all cost”

Seokjin: *amused by how overly caring you are towards Namjoon*

“princess, were you always like this?” “it seems like you have a soft spot for Namjoon” “you even cooked for him” “huh? no, I’m not jealous or anything” “it’s my first time seeing you like this that’s why”

Namjoon: *feels awkward seeing you spoil Hoseok by spoon feeding him in front of him*

“what are you doing?” 

You: “just taking care of Hobi” “is there a problem?”

Namjoon: *doesn’t want to start an argument in front of Hoseok*

*rolls his eyes at you and Hoseok*

Yoongi: *watches you closely take great care of Seokjin by wiping his sweat after dancing and spoon feeding him*

You: *notices Yoongi glaring at you and Seokjin*

“you okay babe?”

Yoongi: “sure”

*gives you a fake smile*

Taehyung: *jealous that you’re spoiling Jimin too much with love and affection*

“do you have to do that?” “aren’t you overdoing it?” “I know Jimin is cute and you just want to spoil him but you also have me” “what about me jagiya?” “just don’t do this in front of me alright?”

Jungkook: *directly complains that you baby Taehyung way too much*

“babe, what are you doing?” “you baby him too much” “what about me?” “aren’t I your baby?” “he’s your other baby?” “I should be the only baby in your life!”

Jimin: *cutely tries to get your attention after seeing you spoil Jungkook with love and affection*

“princess, princess I’m here too you know” “me next, me next” “Jimin wants attention~” “don’t forget your boyfriend please~”