ahhh-so-great

@doddleoddle and @thatsthat24 singing New York, New York 🎶 

that video was amazing and just ahhh they’re just so great 💕
this was drawn for dedim which I am doing on instagram at mtnartwork

“Torture: Part One” Peter Maximoff x Reader (Request)

Request: YOUR LAST FIC WAS SO GREAT AHHH! Ok so what about Fic where the X-Men are on a mission and the bad guys manage to get away with the Reader. Peter (Reader’s Bestie) couldn’t be there for that mission but as soon as he hears about it he wants to save you. (The rescuing is up to your imagination!!) - all the love, walkingitmaximoff xx

Warnings: A little bit of language, mentions of a bombing, kidnapping, guns

Pronouns: Female (I naturally write with female pronouns, but I try to change it up every once in a while. PLEASE feel free to request a version of this, or any previously written imagine with different pronouns. IT IS NO TROUBLE AT ALL, Also, if you have a request, feel free to make specific pronouns part of it.)

A/N: First off, a little bit of hedging. When I first started writing this, I wrote my self into a hole. I wasn’t quite sure what to do. I had an idea, but it was a little out of my comfort zone and more actiony than I typically go for. In the end, I went with it. I gave it my all, dudes! This one was tricky! Feel free to leave feedback (Positive or Negative). For those who want it,  Part two will be up tomorrow! I really hope you like it, lovely Anon. Have a rad day and enjoy! (Requests are open!)


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Peter blew the silvery bangs out of his face, gazing down at the chunky white cast that had swallowed his right leg. His whole body ached, and no matter what he did, he couldn’t stop feeling sweaty and itchy. Peter sat up and tried to pull his hair back off of his neck. Time had always seemed to pass slowly for him, but now, it wasn’t just slow, it was torture.

He needed to do something. Anything. He was practically vibrating with the need to move, but with every slight change in his position came a sharp pain that circled his kneecap.

He glanced over at Y/N, who had dozed off halfway through “Karate Kid”. She had told him to wake her if she fell asleep, but he couldn’t bring himself too. She hadn’t gotten much sleep since the Apocalypse incident, so he turned off the movie, figuring he’d let her sleep while she could.

An alert sounded from her phone and she turned over in her sleep, tugging his comforter over her shoulder. Peter smiled to himself and
ran a hand over her arm lightly.

“Hey,” He said softly, “I hate to wake you, Sleeping Beauty, but I think Charles may need you.” Y/N hummed drowsily and her eyes fluttered open. Peter smiled and rubbed his fingers over her arm again, laying is head against her hair. She sat up and stretched her arms up over her head, grabbing her phone from the night stand.

“He won the Karate competition by the way… kicked that asshole right in the face.”

Y/N didn’t respond. She bit her lip and Peter’s eyebrows furrowed nervously.

“What’s wrong?” He asked solemnly. Whatever it was, he knew it wasn’t good.

“It’s nothing…Just training in the danger room.” She grabbed her jacket from his dresser and pulled it over her arms. She was moving too quickly, for just a practice.  

“Yeah, and this is just a sprain.” Peter gestured to his cast lazily. Y/N rolled her eyes and grabbed the pillow from her side of the bed, carefully lifting Peter’s leg and laying it down under him. He bit his lip, scrunching his eyes in pain at the movement. Y/N frowned, a look of genuine concern in her eyes.

“How do you feel?” Peter shrugged, still trying to get used to the new position.

“I’ll survive.” He exhaled and tried to relax the tightness in his muscles. She gave him a sad smile.

“Keep it propped up, Ok? If you’re in a lot of pain, just call for someone. Try to get some sleep if you can.”  

Peter sighed and laid his head back on his pillow. She kissed his forehead lightly, and he felt himself blush as she tucked his hair back out of his face.

“Hey, you’ll get better soon. I promise. Just another day or two and you’ll be up and about again, OK?” He nodded and closed his eyes, trying desperately to make his hyper-active system get some rest.

“Sleep well, Pete.”

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Peter woke to the staticky fragments of an announcement over the intercom system.

“-The return of the captured students. I know you’re all worried, but it’ll be for the best if we all remain calm until the entire X-men team is returned home.”

The moment the words registered, Peter felt his heart plunge into his stomach.

He grabbed the television remote, fumbling with the buttons and searching desperately for any news channel he could find. He called out hoarsely to the only person he was sure would hear him.

“JEAN! JEAN!” His eyes started to burn. He threw the remote to the floor in frustration and braced himself, biting on the sleeve of his shirt as he pulled his leg off of the edge of his bed. His hands shook and pain cut through his body like a knife as he grabbed the edge of his bed, balancing on his good leg. He was about to search for something to use as a crutch when Jean opened the door

Peter, what are you doing?” She grabbed his arm and let him brace against her.

“Where is she? Jean…Jean, please tell me she made it back,” Jean hesitated, biting her lip and looking up at him sadly.

“Jean?” he begged, searching her eyes for any reassurance. His voice sounded broken and weak, still gravelly from sleep.

“A bomb went off and there were people inside. I thought we got everyone, but there was a little boy in the wreckage. I tried to stop her but she went back…Someone grabbed her.”

“Who?” Peter felt like he was going crazy. He couldn’t tell if it was the throbbing in his leg or the panic he felt in his chest, but the room was spinning. He squeezed his eyes shut, praying that this was some weird dream from the meds. That he would wake up and find her passed out next to him, the forgotten television still droning on.

“We don’t know. We don’t know, Peter. I’m trying to find her. Charles hasn’t left Cerebra since we got off the airship. Kurt and Alex were taken, too. We don’t even know who they are, or what they want.”

Peter pushed past Jean and towards the door, nearly tripping over his cast.  He winced as the muscles tightened in his leg.

“Peter stop!” Jean grabbed his shoulder, trying to take some of his weight off of his leg. He could feel hot tears forming in his eyes and burning his nose. Jean lowered him to sit against the bedside.

“I’ve got to get down there, Jean. Now. “ Peter choked. He buried his face in his hands. “This is my fault. This is all my fault, Jean. I’m so sorry.”

“What’re you talking about?”

“I knew she was worried about going, If only I had-“

“Peter”, she grabbed his shoulder, “Stop blaming yourself. It’s not going to change anythi-“ Jean stopped mid-sentence, gripping Peter’s wrist.

“He found them.”

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Charles loosened his helmet and slid it off, solemnly. The machine slowly shut itself down, the red holograms blinking out one by one, like stars.

“I can’t just send my unarmed high-schoolers into a terrorist den, Peter.” Charles sighed leaning his face into his hand. The men had driven them 5 miles east to an underground bunker. Three mutants, twelve hostages, and a loaded gun to each of their heads. Peter was beginning to realize that time moved pretty quickly when it was running out.

“What else are you going to do?” Peter shouted. Charles finished shutting down the machine, “We can’t just leave them there. They’ll be dead by morning.”
The words made Peter feel out of breath.

“Peter, the best thing you can do right now is to-”

“Send out an airship. A Rescue team. Anything.”

“-Stay calm. I know you’re worried. I am too, but there’s not much we can do, right now, without putting our students in danger.”

Peter could feel the hot, white, anger boiling in his chest. His bit his lip, trying to will himself to stay quiet. Jean grabbed his shoulder, giving it a light tug.

“Let’s go, Peter.” Jean whispered somberly. He forced himself to turn away, gripping the foam handles of his crutches until his fingers had left marks in them. The two were silent as they trudged down the hallway, hopelessly. Peter tried his best not to think about Y/N. He tried not to think of the gun to her head. He tried not think about that one time she made him laugh so hard, milk came out his nose; or how excited they’d been when the second Star Wars movie came out; or how she always laughed, even when his jokes weren’t funny. He wished he had never woken her that afternoon. He wished he was still sitting in bed with her, fast asleep next to him.

Peter stopped, digging his crutches into the carpet.

“I can’t just sit here and wait for them to die.”

Jean sighed and turned to him, hesitant to speak.

“Peter, we couldn’t change anything if we wanted to.”
He paused in thought.

“Do you?” Jean frowned.

“What?”

“Want to? If you had the option to fight, even though it’s risky?” Jean gazed down at the floor, letting out an angry breath.

“Of course I would. I’d do anything.”

“Well good news, all we have to do is get into Hank’s lab. I need an airship and a crew.”

Jean paused, “You’re kidding. We’re not stealing an airship…”

Peter smirked thoughtfully, “I am a pretty experienced Klepto. Besides, it’s not stealing. It’s hijacking.”

Jean groaned, rubbing her temples with her thumbs. “Are you insane?”

Peter looked up at her, desperately.

“She’s all I have, Jean.”  She nodded and exhaled, trying to sort out her thoughts.

“So to answer your question, I’m absolutely nuts. I have to be.” Jean sighed.

“I can’t believe I’m letting you talk me into this.”

“You were the one who said you’d do anything…” Peter mumbled

”Shut up.”

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“How on earth are you expecting us to fly this thing, Maximoff?”

Peter laid his crutches down on the inside of the ship, hoisting himself on board.

“We try our best? You’ve flown before, haven’t you Warren?”

“Haha.” Warren spat back, flatly. Scott plopped down in the Pilot’s chair, flipping on a few switches and buttons. The ship whirred to life and lights began to blink on the dash.

“How was he even expecting to get it out of here?” Peter groaned as he stood up. He leaned against the wall of the ship and a beep emitted from a button just below his shoulder. A red light began to flash and a loud scraping sound emitted from the roof.

“Shit!” Scott called. “What did you do?” Sunlight flooded the lab as the ceiling opened, revealing the sky and the underside of a basketball hoop.

Peter gazed up into the open roof and then back down at Scott. Warren smiled.

“He got us out of here, that’s what he did.”

“A retractable ceiling!” Jean grinned. “Hank must’ve installed one under the basketball court.”

S Scott scanned the dash, making mental notes and talking himself through the specifics.

“You think you can handle it?” Peter offered.

“Yeah, it’s a pretty simple system for such a complicated ship. Looks like it’s just a basic layout.

Suddenly, a voice echoed from the other side of the lab.

“HEY!”

Hank. Peter grabbed Scott’s shoulder.

“GO, GO, GO!” Scott hit the thrust, looking over his shoulder at Hank, who had ran backwards, shielding himself from the heat and dust. He crawled to his feet again, reaching for a button on the wall. The room jolted, and the screeching of the ceiling started up again.

“HE’S CLOSING THE ROOF! Jean shouted over the noise.

“ALTITUDE ALTITUDE!” Warren grabbed the steering and floored the thrust, lurching them upwards. The ship scraped the edge of the room, tilting up and out just as the roof closed.

The team took a breath of relief as the ship climbed. Peter propped his crutches up and sat down in one of the ship’s metal seats.

“We’re headed east. Stay as low as you can.”

Peter stayed silent for most of the flight. He stared at the little drawings that Y/N had left on his cast when he’d fallen asleep at the hospital, focusing particularly on the one scribbled on his knee. It was the cover of his favorite album, crudely drawn with a sharpie. Under it, she’d signed her name. He smiled to himself, closing his eyes and re-playing her words as they flew.

“Sleep Well, Pete.”

Time had always seemed to pass slowly for him, but now, it wasn’t just slow, it was torture.

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2

Okay so I took this and ran with it haha. I really love the idea - it comes from @lovelylangst, specifically this post: https://lovelylangst.tumblr.com/post/159840024804/okay-so-i-thought-about-this-randomly-one-day-but (how does one make links neat ahhh). Great blog, so much langst, my heart hurts and I love it. I ended up spending waaay more time on this than I was planning too, heh.

I’m honestly really wanting to write something for this if I can get permission for it, haha.

anonymous asked:

Hi!! I saw the headcanon about Slytherins learning sign language so that they can talk to the mermaids and I got really excited cause I'm learning sign language right now! Except I'd much rather be signing with my fellow Slytherins and mermaids. Okay that's it, I just was really excited that I realized that and wanted to share with people who understand and are Slytherin too! Love you all!!!💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍💚🐍

ahhh that’s so great anon! i love hearing about people being excited about our headcanons and im sure someone else felt exactly how you did. Also thank you, ily too anon.

-Orla

anonymous asked:

i just watched dunkirk and ahhh its so good!! such great storytelling, cinematography, the acting was superb. hans zimmer's soundtrack kept me on edge the entire time. christopher nolan has done it again!!

he really really has, brilliant

TO THE ANON WHO ASKED FOR ACOMAF SMUT RECOMMENDATIONS

ahhh i know so many great ones but idk how to add the links.
but i know @sarahviehmann has some amazing ones. you can find them in ao3 if you type her name and also on her blog.
if you find her big acowas fanfic then go to its chapter thingmy then her smut is always under oneshots so you dont need to read the whole fic but i recommend you do it anyway because it literally ruined my life it was so good.

@illyrianbitchqueen also has some super good smut I believe. i think you might have to scroll for hers or ask her

@illyriantremors writes some bomb ass stuff as well.

and @a-court-of-chronicles just posted a fucking emotional one where rhys finds feyre bleeding during pregnancy. scared me shitless tbh

hope this is alrighty xx

favorite Billdip fanfics
  • I’ve Made Mistakes in My Mind- ”Dipper Pines spent most of his childhood being haunted by a cruel demon and was known as the school nut as a result. The other boys didn’t take kindly to him and half of that childhood was spent hiding bruises and cuts on his body from his worrisome sister.Eight years later, The year is 1951, and Dipper is escaping his old home on a train to find inspiration for his book.Fate works in mysterious ways, and inspiration seems to find him first.” chapter 1 and 2 are so gay and so is the rest of the story
  • Forgive Me (the story is currently deleted but i will update this when it’s there again)
  • Payment in Blood- “ Dipper and Mabel Pines have always been able to get out of bad situations. But eventually, they get into one so bad that it takes a certain dream demon to rescue them, and his services are not free. And the payment he asks for will change their lives forever.” very dark and a lot of death and blood
  • No Sweeter Innocence Than Our Gentle Sin- “ Bill Cipher can give Dipper all the knowledge he wants on one condition: he must belong to Bill.” ALL THE SMUT
  • Dipper, Can You Hear Me?  -” Dipper and Bill find strange tracks across the lawn, and nobody knows what they came from. The Journals reveal nothing about what this creature could possibly be, and the idea of Dipper finding out something that the Author didn’t know prompts him to follow the tracks into the woods. Alone. Three days later he returns, but he’s not Dipper anymore.” as far as i remember it’s kinda sad
  • Like Gasoline- “ Surreal Dipper dreaming.” i don’t actually remember this but i approved on my list so shrug
  • Can’t Find My Way Home- “ After an argument with his sister in Portland, Dipper gets lost on his way back to Gravity Falls and finds a blonde hitchhiker with the same destination, little did they know they were more lost than they thought.” yes
  • KEEP CALM and USE THE WOK- “ Prompt: Bill and Dipper trapped in a bathroom by a serial killer like in saw.” yes
  • Lost Souls- “ What happens to souls when the body is gone? What do they become?” kinda sad but really good
  • Look At The Stars- “ “Person B knowing they’re undoubtedly about to die within the next few seconds. Instead of calling for help, they phone Person A and carry on a casual conversation as if nothing is wrong, making sure to mention how much they love them before their time runs out.” “ i cried
  •  A Tumble In The Bed- “ Bill thinks sex seems like a stupid waste of energy and time. By the end of the night, his thoughts are turned completely around.” yessssss
  •  What’s in a name?- “ After much pestering, Mabel convinces Dipper to finally join a dating website to, finally, get him a boyfriend. He meets a guy named Alex, and he is sweet, kind, loving, interesting, smart, adorable…well he’s perfect for Dipper…but the secrets between the two could be too much to handle. “ this is so great ahhh
  •  The First Dance is Always Free- “ A masquerade at the Northwest Mansion. A mysterious stranger. A night that Dipper will never forget. “ AHHHH
  •  Candyman- “ Dipper had always been taught to never accept candy from strangers. But candy is sweet, and candy from strangers is sweeter. “ yesssssssss
  • Mirror, Mirror on the wall- “The universe didn’t always exist as one entity. There was hundreds of them out there, some were peaceful and beautiful, some were wild. They were all different from each other. Some differences were just small details, the slightly difference in coordination, but some differences were bigger, it altered the entire universe, making it unique. No matter how different one universe was from the other, there would always exist portals, disguising as normal every day things, tucked away in a far corner, forgotten. They were the windows that connected this universe from the next one. It was rumored that if one looked into these windows, they could see their other self, could communicate with them. There would always be a glass wall that separated one universe from the other to prevent both from collapsing. But perhaps, these portals brought two universes just a bit closer together.There were also special people out there, people who could look beyond the ordinary look of a portal to see what it really was. To be able to realize the significance of a portal, to communicate with beings of other universes. They were the chosen ones.Dipper Pines… was one of them.” kill me now
  • Problems of the Heart- “ Grunkle Stan has a heart attack, Dipper is having strange dreams, and Mabel keeps throwing Dipper at customers. So what happens when Bill offers Dipper a deal? “ yesssssssssss
  •  For the Health and Safety of Mabel Pines- “ If Dipper wants Mabel safe, then he’s going to have to make a fairly uncomfortable deal. “ THIS IS GREATEST THING I HAVE EVER READ OH MY GOD AND IT HAS A SEQUEL
  • For the Morality and Sanity of Dipper Pines- “ In order to save her brother and the town, Mabel makes a sacrifice that leaves her missing a bit of herself. “ OH MY GOD THE SEQUEL KILL ME NOW
  •  Decoding Pine Trees- “Bill has a plan , but like many other times for Bill, things tend to get in the way. And by things I mean a person. And by person I mean a 12 year old. And by 12 year old I mean Dipper Pines.But Bill has a plan.” yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
  • This Is Who I Am-  “ Dipper has enough problems in life with identity, the last thing needed right now is great uncle Stan’s secrets, great uncle Stan’s brother’s secrets, sibling betrayal and a demon adding to the list of issues at hand. But they’re a probably, who will be in Dipper’s life to help?” trans!Dipper is life mate
  • Pine Tree I’m bored - 30 days OTP challenge NSFW- “ Bill is insistent on hanging around the Mystery Shack but Dipper knows the demon has to be planning something. What does he want? What does he have planned? Could he really be here just to annoy the twin? Whatever happens, Dipper’s keeping a close eye on this dream demon. “ all the goooooood smut
  •  I Won’t Fall (In Love With Falling)- “ “But what exactly is home for you?”
    Bill Cipher, a prophetic angel having guided civilizations for years, falls from his grace. Dipper Pines, now 22 and a paranormal investigator, brings this angel into his home. However, Bill has fallen for specific reasons, and now he must ride out his punishment, or risk becoming a demon. “ angel!Bill is great, but fallen angel!Bill is life
  • A Little Assistance- “ Loosely based off an au but tbh this is just shameless smut oh god don’t look at me tl;dr pwp tentacle stuff.
    Dipper is older here. “ i love tentacle stuff, hang me
  • Repeat it…Now.- “ U-Um… I have this headcanon that Bill is way too possessive with Dipper. But not in a master/slave way, more like… He wants to ruin and play with Dipper’s mind for being so curious about Gravity Falls and how he’s playing with fire for challenging Bill. “ yesss 
  • The Ghost of You it Keeps Me Awake- “Six years of visiting Gravity Falls, Dipper and Mabel decide to spend their last year in high school together with Grunkle Stan. Dipper expected many things to happen, but not to be visited by a particular dream demon.And Dipper didn’t expect him to become obsessed with the young man he used to call Pine tree.” i love this so much it’s actually unhealthy
  • Gears of the Heart- “ This is part of a steampunk AU I created for Gravity Falls, a multi-part fanfic of Billdip. I hope you guys like it, critics welcome. Updates will be posted once a week during weekends. “ steampunk AUs are what i live for 

anonymous asked:

Is this really happening? A restaurant fandom? This is so great ahhh thankk

u can thank wendy’s savageness for creating this (actually reviving it because it has been a thing a long time ago)

anonymous asked:

I have the same jersey number as Tanaka and it makes me pretty fucking happy (and we're both wing spikers:3)

aHHH YAY!! That’s so great!! 

anonymous asked:

I asked the director for the show I'm in right now if I had to wear a dress. (Since it's a period show) and he said it was fine if I wanted to wear pants and do the guy parts beciase im just background! They're letting me sing Tennor with the other guys too!!! I'm so happy!!

Ahhh! That’s so great! Congratulations! -Matthew