accidental spy

51: “A bull in a China shop has more grace than you.”

For @imagicalrainbowunicornpuke​ who asked it with a clumsy Nico.

a.k.a I present to you, the accidental spy AU I suddenly tried my hands on but most likely failed at haha.

“Careful on that now! I told you not to touch anything!” Will Solace gritted his teeth as he tried so hard as to not yell at the Italian man out of pure frustration “We’re supposed to be stealthy. Don’t draw attention on us! And can you please fix your tie?”

They were both currently attending a party hosted by a lady named Rachel Dare, a known artist in the country whose works of arts are sought after by the social elites. Will Solace had gotten words from his informant that his current target would most likely be here.

The Italian carefully placed the ceramic vase back on the table which he almost accidentally knocked out with his hands. Thankfully, no one else seemed to have noticed his little act “Well, I’m sorry for lacking your required spy skills but whose fault is it that I’m here? Also, it’s not like I tried to knock it on purpose”

“Fine, I’m sorry I mistook you for someone else. My bad”


“And sorry I didn’t bother listening to your argument and instead dragging you without your consent”

“Continue” The man, who is most likely Italian due to his features simply made a lazy casual wave much to the blond’s annoyance. Okay sure, he mistook him for the other spy he was supposed to work with and yes, his mistake but can he really be blamed if their descriptions are similar? Raven haired. A little pale. Wears a black shirt. Has a tattoo visible on one side of his neck.

How was he to know he grabbed the wrong person?

Focus, Will. Focus. The word ended up as a mantra in his head.

“…Therefore actually having ended up endangering your life”

The man looked satisfied and smug at the apology and casually began walking away, this time careful enough to stand nowhere near anything less he risk accidentally breaking something. Then he stopped, seemingly having a debate with himself before letting out one long sigh and looking at Will.

“Since I’m pretty much already dragged completely into this. What do I do?”

“We join the party of course. You’re going to be Luis Sebastian, an Architecture firm owner from England wanting to expand your company into the American soil. Single. Likes to go golfing during your free time. You’re looking for potential business partners hence why you’re here. Remember to interact and gather information without being a subject of suspicion. You don’t have to worry about being photographed by the paparazzi since Rachel doesn’t allow them in her parties. You should still avoid personal photographs though”

“Fine. And how am I supposed to do that whole gathering information thing?” The man questioned, sounding like he already signed his name to his fate. “I didn’t even have a crash course on this”

“Talk. Mingle. Eavesdrop. Flirt. I don’t know just don’t get caught” Will looked at his new found companion, eyes suddenly all serious. “Just see if you can get any information about a man named Octavian and try not to trip while doing so”

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apprenticedmagician  asked:

“Why are you/we whispering?” - Here's a prompt! I feel it's one you can use to sneak in two pairings if you wanted; one pair hiding and (accidentally?) spying on the other having a moment *snicker* I was thinking Ransom/Holster either way but I know you like Nursey/Dex as well! Go wild!

Justin’s coming down the stairs in search of a snack for the next leg of his o-chem study sesh, minding his own business and hoping there’s pie left over, when someone grabs his wrist and pulls him off his path to the kitchen.  

He’s not surprised to see it’s Holster pressing him against the wall, hand wrapped around Justin’s wrist.

“Can I help you?” Justin says flatly.

“Shhh!” Holster half spits his reply as he ducks down to peer around the corner and into the kitchen.

Justin hopes his eyebrows manage to convey how unimpressed he is when Holster straightens back up. He doesn’t let Justin move from the wall so apparently the message is not received.

“Dex and Nursey are in there,” Holster whispers, jerking his chin towards the kitchen.

“Why are you whispering?” Justin asks and gets Holster’s hand over his mouth for his troubles.

Justin lets out a deep sigh through his nose; there’s probably no more pie if the Frogs are working there. He licks Holster’s hand and when he can move his upper body without the 200-odd pounds of d-man crushing it, he leans to look through the doorway to see for himself, twisting his spine awkwardly because Holster still has his hips pinned to the wall.

Nursey and Dex are sitting side by side, their books spread out over the kitchen table. There doesn’t seem to be any pie left on the counter, but he’s looking into the kitchen from a weird angle so he can’t say for certain. It’d be a normal every day scene in the Haus except for the distinct lack of fighting going on in the kitchen.

Holster’s smile is kinda creepy when Justin straightens up.

“There’s no pie, is there?” he asks in his regular speaking voice. Holster punches him in the chest, which fair, Justin’s purposefully missing the point in protest of the snack he’s not getting.

“They’re getting along!” Holster says, voice as quiet as Justin’s ever heard it. It’s weird. Holster looks into the kitchen again. “Rans, the Frogs are growing up and D-bonding!” He whisper-shouts that last bit, spitting slightly.

“Say it, don’t spray it bro.” Justin wipes his face on Holster’s t-shirt.

“I’m just so proud,” Holster continues, ignoring Justin to still whisper-shout in his face. “It feels like just yesterday they were arguing about double knotting their laces.”

Justin rolls his eyes. “They were arguing about that yesterday.”

“Yeah, but look at them now, all grown up and sharing the table.” Holster sighs dramatically. “D-men bonding is so special. Do you remember our Frog bonding?”

Justin shakes his head, thinking back to their first year on the team where he and Holster somehow managed to live out of each other’s pockets without actually living together. Their off-ice bonding included a lot of bowling and arguing about T.V. shows, but whatever it worked and made their on-ice bond that much stronger.

He succeeds in shoving Holster off him so get can go find the cookie dough he saw Bitty mixing earlier if there’s no pie, but freezes in the doorway before he makes it further than a step into the kitchen.

“We didn’t bond like that in our frog year Holtzy,” he says quietly, staring at the train wreck that is Dex and Nursey full on making out over their homework. They’re really going at it, not even stopping for breath when Holster forgets he’s using his inside-voice and asks, “What?”  

He settles his chin on Justin’s shoulders to look past him into the kitchen. “Oh fuck, nope.” Holster laughs, his breath tickling Justin’s ear. “That was junior year bonding.” He grabs Justin’s hand again.

“You owe me a study snack,” Justin sighs, but lets himself be pulled out of the kitchen and up to the attic. He doesn’t want to deal with the fall out of either Frog noticing that their chosen spot for a moment isn’t so private anymore. Idiots.

“You wanna go to Annie’s?” Holster asks in a normal voice.

“Yeah, but text the Haus that there’s very important D-man bonding going on so they don’t get caught,” Justin says, nudging Holster out of the way so he can pack his backpack. He’s going to be productive even if the rest of the d-line isn’t.

“Are we gonna bond?” Holster wriggles his eyebrows suggestively. He laughs when Justin swings his backpack onto his back, narrowly avoiding slamming it into Holster’s gut.

“Never again if you don’t let me finish my notes.” Justin is only half serious with the threat. He turns to make Holster pack his own backpack so he’s not a complete distraction at the coffee shop.

“I’ll be good.” Holster grins, hooking his hands on the bottom of Justin’s backpack straps. He rubs his thumbs over the exposed skin where the the backpack has rucked up Justin’s shirt.

“You’re a such a liar,” Justin says. He pushes Holster away. “I’ll leave without you!”

Holster throws random books into his backpack as he replies, “You can’t D-bond without me Rans.”

Justin watches him pack a textbook that he’s pretty sure he hasn’t looked at since they first moved into the attic, and is really sure that he doesn’t want to d-bond with anyone else.

Holster’s answering kiss when Justin tells him so is worth the chirping he hears the entire way to Annie’s.

anonymous asked:

This is a completely random question, but out of Natori's three shiki, which one is your favourite? Sasago, Urihime, or Hiiragi?

I like Sasago’s character design the best because she’s just so pretty, but when it comes to overall character, it’s definitely Hiiragi. Probably because she got her own actual backstory and stuff so we know more about her than the other two.

On a side note though, I’m not gonna lie, even though it’s almost definitely not going to happen, I highkey really want Natsume to become an exorcist. But like….in the way that Tsuna is a mafia boss, you know what I mean? I want him to take it upon himself to destroy the exorcist clans from the inside out, and turn them into something better.

I want him to become the kind of exorcist that not only helps humans, but also helps youkai. I want him to be the kind of exorcist that tries to ask questions before sealing the youkai away.

It would just be so fascinating, you know?

Just imagine him establishing the Natsume clan, and taking in young children who can see youkai who are being neglected by their birth families, or who were even outright abandoned. Imagine all the youkai that he befriended just clamoring to officially become his shiki, pledging to protect his family to the end of their days.

Imagine Natsume becoming a father for the first time (adopting this adorable little four-year-old boy from an orphanage) and he’s super protective and worried that a youkai is going to attack him or that one of the other exorcist clans who have a grudge against their family will try to kidnap him for ransom or some shit, so this child is just walking around with frigging Misuzu and Hinoe as his bodyguards XD

TF2 Headcanon

@camiluna27​ gave me a weird headcanon and it ended up like this.
It is TRASH.

Title: For Fuck’s Sake

“Jesus christ, when I said GET A ROOM GUYS, I didn’t mean it like this!” Scout shouts down the corridor, only slightly above the awkward cacophony of moans, groans, cries and… slapping sounds he didn’t wanna think too hard about, really.

It’d been a hell of a long day, well, week actually. And sure, everyone was entitled to let off steam however they wanted, but this… this was ridiculous.
There was a moment when Scout paused in horror, realising that somehow he’d become the fuddy old guy just trying to sleep, while all the ‘kids’ got freaky.

“Oh no… I’m old.” he whispers, feeling sick.

Though not as unwell as the sound of his father getting it on did, and god, the bastard had to be putting on a show just to fuck with him. Wait, no, wrong phrasing!

Scout shakes his head, trying to pretend none of this was happening. None of it. They definitely didn’t get louder after he shouted at them, nope…

Live in Denial. That’s his new motto.

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“All available descriptions of Owen Tudor agree that he was ‘adorned with wonderful gifts of body’. Some claim that Catherine was unable to forget him after accidentally spying him swimming naked one afternoon. Another story, judged probable in a recent history of the family, is that she first noticed him at a party in her rooms with the energetic Owen performed a dance move that unfortunately did not finish as competently as it commenced. He tripped and fell into the Queen Mother’s lap.

They were smitten and although she never could follow what her new in-laws were saying since she neither spoke nor understood Welsh, and Owen was the only member of his family to speak English, the couple loved each other enough to face down the tidal wave of disapproval that crashed over them once their marriage became public knowledge. Servants reported that when the couple made love, Queen Catherine could be heard screaming with pleasure, a dynamic to their relationship that presumably made disregarding the critics an awful lot easier.”


no one would know the sound of a ghost

in which nico hates his neighbours until one of them shows up at his door claiming his apartment is haunted, and he requires a partner in ghost busting. 

word count: 5228

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Nico, so far, has not had much contact with his new neighbour, dubbed currently as ‘Will from next door’ and that’s exactly how he likes it.

Their current encounters start and end with the following:

1.   Will moving in just as Nico leaves for work. Headphones in. Minding his own business. His eyes accidentally meet in the lift with who he assumes is the guy moving in from the impractical amounts of boxes he’s holding. Will says, with too much enthusiasm for nine in the morning, “hi! I’m Will”. Nico smiles, and doesn’t say anything because he can’t remember how to formulate words.

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anonymous asked:

In the TF2 world there's actually a book called "1001 hat facts and etiquette" the Spy wrote under a fake pen name and it's been a bestseller.

Sometimes, Spy accidentally lets slip a random hat fact and then the others will joke about him being the mysterious author and he’ll laugh it off as just being a big fan. He wrote it in hopes of demonstrating some basic etiquette to his more… brutish colleagues. 

anonymous asked:

The fact that Spy disguised himself to tell Scout that he was his father was pretty feels-intensive. He knows that Scout hates him, but he wanted him to die happy at least thinking he knew who his father was.


It was such a Spy thing to do, skill wise and personality. The dialogue mixed both comedy/seriousness that was just UUGH

I’m not good with words. I really liked that scene okay.

Steve/Bucky AU Masterlist

Hold on to your pants because a whole load of Steve/Bucky AU fic recs are coming your way!! Categories include:

  • Firefighters/Paramedics/Nurses/Hospital
  • Mobs/Mafia
  • Police/FBI
  • Criminals
  • Fake Relationship/Undercover/Spies
  • Neighbours
  • Fantasy Creatures/Supernatural
  • Actor/Celebrity
  • Coffee Shop/Bakery/Restaurant/Grocery Store
  • Rentboys
  • Alternate Universes/Time Traveling
  • College/University     
  • Parenting/Kid!Fics
  • Rom-Com/Meet Cutes
  • A/B/O
  • Animals/Pets
  • Date Auction/Speed Dating
  • Other

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shygaladriel  asked:

Hey. Tell me all your favorite things about the Horse and His Boy.

So many things.

I love the fact that Shasta, our protagonist, starts out being a sheltered clueless boy laboring away for years. And by the end, he’s seen half the world and gone on so many adventures and had his character proved and improved. It gives so much hope that where we are now isn’t the end. We just don’t know the catalyst that’ll get us to move.

-I love Shasta for being mostly coolheaded despite Aravis and Bree’s pride.
-I love the full scope of culture in HHB.
-I love that there is some sense of real political danger when it comes to Edmund, Susan, and Rabadash.
-I love that Aravis was a strong independent woman in a time period where most girls were silent.
-I love that Aravis grew soft on Shasta throughout the book.
-I love that there is a sense of where Narnia is during the Golden Age, and while a lot of it is left to our imagination, there’s a lot of backstory.
-Oh, yeah. Corin.
-I love how protective Edmund is of Corin.
-I love that Susan basically adopted Corin so he had some sort of motherly figure.
-I love that Edmund allowed Corin to come along to battle.
-I love how exasperated Edmund got with Corin, and even though Corin offered to make amends himself, Edmund sheltered the kid.
-I love how we see Edmund’s superb wit in his battle with Rabadash.
-Corin’s wit during the council meeting when they were trying to figure out what to do with Rabadash.
-Aslan handling Rabadash in the most amazing way.
-Aravis accidentally spying on Rabadash in Calormene.
-Aravis and Lasaraleen’s friendship

And so much more that I probably can’t fit. 😪

Imagine hacker!you and hacker!Woozi simultaneously shaking your head and facepalming yourselves when spy!Mingyu accidentally set off a hidden trap.

anonymous asked:

Do you know of anything where they get caught by the sheriff or a deputy? Probably while they're fooling around? Thanks! LOVE this blog, it's so helpful!


(Some of these are more like the Sheriff sees some PDA, or accidentally ends up spying on Stiles and Derek, or other things of a similar nature. But they all pretty much fit the bill.) 

Cocoa and Brain Bleach by blcwriter 

(1,154 Mature I Complete)

When he walks in on— well, he’s not sure what it is, except there’s tongue involved, groping and hands, but somehow both Stiles and Derek Hale have managed to wedge themselves into the closet in the pantry, so it’s not really clear who’s mauling whom since both boys are wedged up against the narrow shelving on either side and there’s lots of elbows smacking on woodwork and grunting and— good lord, is that grinding involved?

Laying Down the Law Of Love by Spuri

(1,348 Teen Complete)

Derek has never known fear like being cornered in a parking lot by Sheriff Stilinski.

But apparently, he has nothing to be afraid of.

Turn the Camera On/Off by seraphina_snape

(1,708 Teen Complete)

Post-3B. Sheriff Stilinski hasn’t gotten around to taking down his new security system. It’s on his list, but somewhere way down and with a pretty low priority rating. That changes one night when the sheriff sees something unexpected. Like Derek Hale and his son, kissing like there’s no tomorrow.

Where it Goes. by DylanOhbrien

(2,208 Teen Complete)

John realizes that his son might have a boyfriend.

Or, the times where John realizes there might be something between Stiles and Derek, and he’s sort of okay with it.

We Were Always Unprepared by Captain_Loki

(2,320 General Audiences Complete)

The Sheriff had known this day was coming, had realized even before Stiles had hit puberty that eventually there’d come a time when they’d have to have that awkward conversation.

The Sheriff wasn’t exactly prepared for this though, the reality that his son was in love with the exonerated Derek Hale.

Ashes, Ashes by ShanaStoryteller

(2,699 Teen Complete)

The Sheriff gets a call at work - someone’s tried to burn down his home with his son inside.

“I thought of you coming here, and finding me dead, of another burnt out husk of a body, something else fire has stolen from you, of you having nothing left to grasp but ashes,” John can’t even call that a whimper, it’s clearly a whine as Derek’s hands tighten against Stile’s hips, as if his boy will shudder to dust at the mere mention of the possibility unless Derek’s hands can hold him into one piece, “and that thought was worse than dying.”

You Found Another Way To Tell The Truth by RemainNameless

(3,393 Teen Complete)

The one where the Sheriff finds Derek in Stiles’s room in a compromising position and Derek maybe makes it worse. (Or better.)
Derek POV. Because this is a thing there needs to be more of.

Five Times the Sheriff Found Derek Hale in His Son’s Bedroom by suzvoy

(3,525 Teen Complete)

There’s a pattern Sheriff Stilinski just can’t ignore.

Things you do for the people you love by Hepzheba

(5,531 I Teen Complete)

The prompt was: “in attempts in getting derek and his dad to eat more fruit, stiles resorts to increasingly more annoying measures that provoke accidental outing of himself to his dad as well as his dad and derek bonding.” I spell fruit as vegetable. There’s also someone who eats people’s pets (hint: it’s not a mountain lion).

When Nothing Else Works by hannah_baker

(5,915 I Teen Complete)

Sheriff Stilinski is slowly and begrudgingly accepting the fact that werewolves exist, regular bad things still do happen sometimes, and his son may or may not be dating Derek Hale behind his back.

Or, the one where having Derek Hale in his bed is the only way Stiles can get to sleep. Much to his father’s annoyance.

all we inherit by unpossible

(7,631 General Audiences I Part of the WIP Building Something Series, but stands perfectly fine on it’s own)

“C’mon,” Stiles whines, half-turning. “You can’t drag me into your lap and then expect me not to want to hit that.”

Mark dies a little at ever having heard that phrase come from his son’s mouth, let alone directed at an older, leather-jacket-wearing accused murderer with seemingly permanent three day growth.

Derelictions of Duty by Regann

(10,846 I Teen Complete)

No one wants to be the bearer of bad news to someone as nice as Sheriff Stilinski — especially when he’s your boss. That’s why none of his employees want to be the first one to tell him about the scandalous goings-on between his only son and the former murder suspect Derek Hale. For all of their sakes, hopefully the Sheriff will find out all on his own…

(Or, 5 times a Beacon County Sheriff’s Office employee witnesses the unique relationship between Stiles and Derek but neglects to tell the Sheriff and 1 time he witnesses it for himself.)

Acacia Honeymoon Hotel by blue_fjords

(12,141 Mature Complete) 

After dancing around the attraction for years, Sheriff Stilinski and Melissa McCall have finally gotten together. Same goes for Derek and Stiles. Everything is aces. Except the Sheriff and Melissa haven’t told their sons about their relationship, and Stiles hasn’t told his father about Derek. Everything comes to a head during one crazy weekend at the Acacia Honeymoon Hotel. Told from the POV’s of Derek and Melissa.

Fluffy also asked that I pass along this fic, saying: “So I don’t think it really follows the ask, but I just really love this, okay?”. Okay, Fluffy. Okay. 

Public Displays of Affection by eeyore9990

(1,023 General Audiences Stand-alone fic within the Big Bad John Series)

For the first time since John got a cell phone, he has to change his voice mail. It’s Stiles’ fault, of course.

His message now says:

“You’ve reached Sheriff Stilinski. If you are calling to inform on my son and the activities he participates in with his boyfriend, please hang up now. I would remind you of two facts. One: he is of legal age to do whatever legal activities he so chooses. Two: I am his father and, as such, I really do not need to know which compromising position he was caught in this time. For the love of all things holy, I do not need those mental images.

For all other inquiries, please leave a message after the tone.”

*Crazy cackling in the distance*

—Angsty (with help from Fluffy)