all expense paid

anonymous asked:

Oh! I meant private dance! Sorry, I'm not good at words. -Re

It’s cool!!! 😊

•So, actually Brett and Hunter force Andy out of the house because the boi needs to enjoy himself and have a little fun

•So they insist they can take him somewhere where he can enjoy himself– All expense paid

•So, this really fancy upscale men’s club is way out of Andy’s scene but he tags along just because he doesn’t want to disappoint his friends

•So he’s just ackwardly sitting there with his drink, kind of quiet– Like, wtf is he supposed to do here?

•Not to mention that Hunter and Brett have disappeared so he’s just super awkward

•And yet, little does he know that they’re actually tipping off one of the best dancers they have

•So, they make their way back to the table and Andy really quietly mumbles he wants to go home

•But Brett and Hunter insist his night will get better

•Another five or so minuets this really cute stranger who’s dressed really nice ends up walking up to the table, saying he’s one of the dancers and that he has been paid to give Andy a private dance

•Andy is??? Super embaressed??? Because he didn’t ask for this???

•And yet, Nate just drags him back into one of the private rooms, smiling up at him with the cutest dimpled grin

•Andy thinks it’s actually kind of cute that this guy isn’t just ripping his clothes off and showing himself off

•Instead he’s really slow (and shit can this boi move??? Like wtf???) in taking his little suit vest off, untying his little tie and very v e r y slowly unbuttoning the first two buttons on his shirt while he moves

•Andy is kinda like– “Omg wtf do I do??? I’ve never done this before but like h e l pppp!!!”

•Nate thinks it’s super cute how awkward Andy is and just gently guides his hands to his hips as he sits in his lap, still moving to the music he picked

•Andy is actually enjoying himself because this guy is so skilled in moving

•Afterwards, Andy very shyly asks for his number and Nate happily obliges

Ask away

1. Tell me about your favorite person.

2. What was the last book you read and finished?

3. What is the weirdest scar you have and how did you get it?

4. Recommended Netflix shows?

5. If you could trade lives with one person for an entire day who would it be and why?

6. Do you believe in miracles?

7. Snorkeling, sky diving, bunjee jumping or zip lining?

8. How do you take your coffee?

9. All expense paid vacation to… ?

10. Favorite homemade food?

11. What is something you’ve always wanted to try but have been too scared to?

12. What accomplishments are you most proud of?

13. If you were going to go to the movies alone, what type of movie would you want to see?

14. Dream job?

15. What is your favorite physical attribute about yourself?

16. Favorite vacation spot?

17. Where is your favorite place to go on a weekday afternoon when you have no plans?

18. What are you waiting for at this very moment?

19. Five favorite songs!

20. You have thirty seconds to tell the world anything you want. What do you say?

21. Favorite Disney movie?

22. What is your favorite board game or card game?

23. What did you love most about the place you grew up?

24. Where do you want to be in 5 years?

25. What is your most bizarre talent?

26. Do you collect anything?

27. If you could change one thing about your past what would it be?

28. Have you ever been arrested or in trouble with the law?

29. You could have any super power in the world, what would it be and why?

30. Ever been in love?

31. If you could achieve anything what would be your number one goal?

32. When was the last time you left your comfort zone?

33. Think of the five people you are closest to. Are they good people who influence your life in a positive way?

34. If you found $100 on the ground what would you spend it on?

35. Favorite quote

36. Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

37. List five good things that happened today

38. Do you think we should make things happen or let fate guide our lives?

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How is she so perfect?

Klance AU Concept:

It’s basically the Dear Maria, Count Me In Music Video 

- Lance is a stripper

- Keith, Shiro, Pidge (they’re 18 in this, it’s fine), and Hunk go to a (gay) strip club for Keith’s 18th birthday

- They all spot Lance

- Keith is fucking E N A M O R E D with the half-naked cuban boy 

- They’re all enjoying Keith pining for Lance

- Lance also thinks the boy with the mullet is kinda cute

- SUDDENLY LOTOR

- Lotor starts hollering at Lance, trying to win his affections

- Flowers, a kiddy motorbike, balloons, an honestly absurd amount of (possibly counterfeit) money, he brings in 2 dudes in mascot costumes (what the fuck???) 

- Shiro, Pidge and Hunk are equal parts confused and amazed by this show of what this guy thinks will win over lance

- Lance does not need this.

- Lance just needs to pay his student loans, man.

- So in an attempt to get Lotor to stop he crawls over to him, which physically pains his soul to do.

- Shiro, Hunk and Pidge try to get his attention back to Keith (who’s face is a shade of vermilion)

- Lance notices, and starts crawling towards Keith.

- rip keith

- he starts chatting up shiro, hunk and pidge (”how you guys doin? enjoyin’ the show? what’s that cutie’s name and number?” you know, the usual stuff)

- Lance and the rest of them notice that Lotor is sTILL GOING,

- LOTOR PROMISES AN ALL EXPENSES PAID TRIP TO HAWAII

- which is followed up by a… monkey in a diaper? (Shiro fucking loses it, my dudes)

- Lance cannot stop staring at Lotor in utter confusion.

- Shiro (being the fucking MVP that he is) whistles at him for his attention

- Shiro and Pidge are flexing their arms at him to distract him from Lotor.

- He quickly turns his back to Lotor, trying to ignore him

- Lotor. Is. Offended.

- Lotor jumps onto the stage.

- Pidge’s phone is officially out and recording the whole thing

- Keith also jumps onto the stage

- Haggar is the bartender, Haxus (yeah, remember him? fucker got rover killed. bastard.) is some guy at the arcade machine, and Sendak is the DJ. They are all staring at him

- “Who the fuck do you think you are?” says Lotor

- “I could say the same for you.” replies Keith

- Lotor shoves Keith

- So like in the music video, the shove causes the others to jump in and this big fight breaks out

- none of that happens

- Keith decks Lotor in the face, and Lotor (being the shitlord that he is) is out like a fucking light.

- Haggar, Haxus and Sendak don’t fucking care (again, because Lotor is a shitlord)

- Shiro takes home the monkey and names him Bubbles

- Lance takes home the birthday boy and shows him a good time

- They start dating soon after

- Shiro uses this story for his Best Man’s Speech when Lance and Keith get married.

- They were both super embarrassed.

- Hunk bakes the wedding cake, and paints one of the little groom statues (Lance) to be half-naked instead of wearing a tux.

- Pidge shows all of Lance and Keith’s relatives the video they took of Keith punching Lotor in the fucking face.

- And they all lived happily ever after. Except Lotor. Because he’s a shitlord.

Boss {Part One}

Originally posted by stilesstilinski37

Stiles x Reader

Warnings: Boss x Sub!Reader deal


“I’m here for my first day.” You snapped curtly at a dorky looking guy at the nearest desk. You hadn’t meant to be rude but it was your first day and seemed to be one of those days that would only get worse.

“Sure thing, (Y/N) right, your desk is over here.” He showed you the way and leant on it as you settled in.

“Thanks, I’ve got it from here.” You sighed, glaring at him as he stared down at you before nodding and walking away.

“Hi, you must be (Y/N), it’s nice to meet you but it’s a quick meeting because we have a conference with the boss in twenty minutes, I’ll try and fill you in but we have to send you on a trip next week.” A friendly guy babbled on.

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Little bit of a tumblr giveaway for my columbine friends! Sorry it’s not much, but I know someone on here would really appreciate these items. Especially anyone that has a slim chance of ever making it all the way to Colorado. All you have to do is reblog this post, follow my tumblr, and that’s literally it!! I’ll pick someone at random in 5 days. All expenses of the package paid.

WE HAVE-

1. movie tickets to the Aurora theatre, a rock from a rock pit located in the back of the movie theatre where James Holmes parked his car. Rock pit isn’t more than 2 feet from where he parked.

2. Columbine rock. This is from the original wall by the sidewalk by the senior parking lot. It was loose, I picked it up, don’t judge me. The outside of the rock is all worn down and discolored from Colorado life, while the inside of the rock is virtually brand new.

3. Colorado map, a few Jefferson county fliers, a few Denver/Littleton receipts

alittleprince-hs  asked:

Do you've any idea what kind of cars do shinhwa members have now. Thanks ♡ btw i love all ur updated post

Shinhwa’s cars.. 

Well, as far as I know It’s only Dongwan & Hyesung’s cars that are confirmed since both of them showed their personal cars publicly. For Eric’s car, there are some assumptions about it but not confirmed..

I’ll share the info I know about Shinhwa’s recent cars but I know nearly nothing about cars xD

Hyesung’s Car: Audi R8

It’s known that Hyesung loves his car a lot & treats it like a princess xD

some say that Hyesung got another car, “Lamborghini Gallardo, black color” but it hasn’t been confirmed.
For his old car, he used to have a BMW.


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Dongwan’s Cars:

Porsche 911 Carrera 4S  

 He revealed his fancy car during “I Live Alone” & everyone was stunned by it.



Mercedes-Benz SLS AMG

there were many fanpics for Dongwan while driving this Mercedes-Benz with Hyesung sitting next to him


In the past, Dongwan used to have a red Porsche.


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Eric’s Car: It’s not confirmed yet. But some say that it’s “Porsche”. 
There was a pic Eric posted on his old twitter for 2 expensive cars (Lamborghini and Ferrari) in a parking lot & many people thought that they were Eric & Hyesung’s cars since that parking lot in the pic was very similar to the one at RicSyung’s building. But those cars aren’t RicSyung’s cars. It was just a pic that Eric got from the internet & posted on his twitter with a comment “look, no one wants to park between those 2 expensive cars”. 

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Minwoo-Junjin-Andy cars:

They haven’t revealed their personal cars yet. They only show up using the company cars (the vans), & it’s not confirmed if some of them have personal cars or not.

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That’s what I know about Shinhwa’s cars. Hope it helps! :D 
& Thank you for ur nice words :))

Here’s Erica’s (AMAZING) cover to the upcoming Squirrel Girl #22, and the solicit text I wrote all by myself!

THE UNBEATABLE SQUIRREL GIRL #22

  • When Doreen Green and Nancy Whitehead enter a mysterious programming competition, they don’t suspect that the prize for winners will be…an all-expenses-paid trip to the SAVAGE LAND! 
  • Yes: THE SAVAGE LAND! Also known as “a mysterious tropical region of Antarctica that we discovered is actually populated by DINOSAURS”! 
  • In the Marvel Universe, I mean.
  • In OUR universe, the only thing ever discovered in that region was a note from Robert Scott’s doomed expedition to the South Pole (he arrived there weeks after his competition, Roald Amundsen, got there first), which read in part, “This is an awful place and terrible enough for us to have labored to it without the reward of priority”!
  • The story of those Antarctic expeditions is fascinating, but OURS IS PRETTY FASCINATING TOO, plus it has Squirrel Girl AND dinosaurs in it!!
  • So maybe read up on the other ones but definitely check out our comic right away. 
Velma (and this movie’s creators) have no clue how photography works.

Now, I’m sure 99% of the world wouldn’t even notice, but being a professional photographer and all, this has been bugging me like crazy.

Does it actually matter at all?

No.

Am I still going to pick on the movie for it?

Oh, yes indeedy.

So, Velma’s sniping off shots of wildlife for Daphne’s clothes-designing gig, and found this weird bird.

Then, there’s a bright light, and we realize she’s using flash… 

…on a camera with a terrible little built-in flash that would barely work… 

…while in great light that such a flash would harm

…while at a distance too far for said flash to have any real effect…

…while trying to photograph a wild animal surreptitiously to remain undetected.

Look, improper flash usage is basically the cardinal sin of photography. Wipe that grin off your face, Velma – this is not ok, young lady.

The bird isn’t mad… just disappointed in you.

“C’mon, now… I expected more. I really did.”

And then, we learn she’s climbing up a tree, and is below the bird… but somehow is taking perfect horizontal views of it?

And when taken, those photos have no background, and the bird has a different wing coloration? 

Besides, what with having only one control button, I feel like Velma’s photographical options might be just a little limited. 

It’ll be a bit hard to shoot with, too, seeing as the viewfinder we saw on the front of the camera doesn’t connect to anything on the back.

So, uh… psst, Daphne? 

Just between us, when you got hired for this gig… I don’t think Velma was the best person to entrust with your professional media needs.

But then again, according to the movie – despite you never having done fashion design before – the company immediately gave you the job and an all-expenses-paid trip to Hawaii with your friends.

…what am I saying. At this point, you can clearly get away with just about anything. Go nuts!

A Few of my Favorite Fics by a Few of my Favorite Followers

@hubblegleeflowerAttentions, Experiments, Oddnesses (6k, explicit) The point was, they had carved out a platonic relationship for themselves with infinite care. Sherlock believed that John was largely straight, and John believed that Sherlock didn’t feel things in that way, and around those beliefs they’d built up a friendship that worked. And now John was drifting over to those carefully established boundaries and prodding them gently, and seemed to be asking, “What if we…?” And it felt…amazing.

@hiddenlacunaHaircut (3k, explicit) “Sherlock, you need a haircut,” John says. “You’re beginning to look like Jonathan Creek.”

@silentauroriamthereal (SilentAuror) — At the Heart of it All (20k, explicit) John has been back at Baker Street for four months now and thinks it’s about time they had the Talk to see whether or not they could be more than friends. Sherlock has a lot of uncertainty about this concept for multiple reasons. Unabashed romance.

@may-shepardTree Topper (4k, explicit) Sherlock and John are celebrating Christmas the best way they know how–alone together, with booze. They’ve almost finished decorating their tree, but John is determined to find the best way to top it.  (This one inspired me to remix it in song — Ding Dong Merrily on High.)

@breath4soulThe 12 Truths of Christmas (3k, teen) “It’s a simple construct, John. There is nothing I value more than data. Facts, John.” Sherlock flourishes a long, thin hand, then steeples his fingers together over his lap. He scans John with steel blue eyes. “In place of some appalling or imbecilic gift inflicted upon me in the name of tradition on Christmas day, I propose that you provide me with one previously unknown fact about you for each day leading up to Christmas. 12 in total, John.”

@alexxphoenix42Our Divinest Senses - Another Ending (WIP, explicit)   +This is an alternate ending for an unfinished work.+  After being sectioned, John and Sherlock met for the first time when they were sentenced to six months as the only residents of a secret government facility on one of the uninhabited Shetland Islands. Forced to work together to play a series of elaborate games set up by Mycroft, they gradually became friends, and then lovers. Now, rather than continuing to attempt to escape, they have decided to use this time as an all-expense-paid Sex Holiday.

@iamjohnlocked4lifeConductor of Light (1k, gen) AU where everything’s the same but John wears a T-shirt with Conductor of Light printed on the front.

@butterflygrl62 (1butterfly_grl1)— Heat Seeking Octopus (249 words, teen) A quiet night.

@imnova (NovaNara) — The Perfect Gift (4k, explicit) John’s birthday looms ever-nearer…and Sherlock needs the perfect gift to declare his feelings with.

@daisyfairy1 — DaisyFairy (2k, gen) Sherlock is babysitting when John comes home early. When John overhears Sherlock telling Rosie a story it will change their relationship forever.

@a-different-equationFrozen in Time - A (Danish) Christmas Love (4k, teen) Once upon a time there were two boys. This is the story how once upon December, they found the missing Christmas Spirit, love and a new beginning.

@ghislainem70The Catherine Wheel (4k, mature) A Johnlock first time. Sherlock has sensory sensitivity. Can Doctor John Watson help?

@missdeliadiliGive You Fever (5k, not rated) In which John discovered how to turn Sherlock on by singing a song. Inspired by the song “Give you Fever” by Adam Lambert

@sherlockssister1The Room of Light (7k, explicit) Sherlock visits John’s Room in his Mind Palace to preserve an important first, and last, in his life. But how will John feel about this?

@consultingsmartarse (consultingsmartass)— Revelio (4k, teen)  Keeping secrets from Sherlock is nearly impossible. Nearly, because John’s got a whopper that Sherlock hasn’t deduced yet.

@hope-austenHearsay (6k, mature) So many words in the English language sound similar. For instance, the words “kick” and “kiss.” In the right circumstances, in the right frame of mind, a person could very well say one and mean the other. Or, a person could easily hear one, when it really was the other. But what happens when it occurs more than once? What happens when it keeps occurring?

@ancientreaderOne Bed That Wasn’t Slept In, and Another That Was (8k, explicit) John doesn’t mind sharing a bed with Sherlock. Sherlock dissents. Things go downhill from there. [I have left the other summaries as the authors wrote them, but I feel the need to add to this one: After going downhill, things go back up. Way, way up.]

@lmirandasThere is Something Clearly Wrong with This (5k, teen) Mycroft Holmes was looking for his troublemaker brother when he found Greg Lestrade working on an assignment for potions class. No matter how hard they both try, together, they can’t seem to find out what is wrong the potion in question, something that is clearly frustrating for our local residing genius. What he didn’t know is that there was nothing wrong with the potion, nothing wrong with the potion at all.

@crazycatt71Tingle Gels the “lost” verse (21 words, explicit) A “lost” verse to ChrisCalledMeSweetie’s Tingle Gels

@221bsweetheartMerry Christmas Everyone (1k, teen) Christmas domestic fluff.

@jamesphillimoresumbrella (tepidspongebath) — Texting, Phones, and Three Hundred Garridebs (3k, teen) John Watson has been paying unusual attention to his mobile. Sherlock Holmes isn’t quite sure he likes this, and Takes Steps.

@cyncyrgainesAcross the Room (4k, mature) Anniversary party for Sherlock and John, Sherlock spends alot of time watching John from one side of the room while both try to figure out if the other will say yes when the question is popped.

@fangirllock —The Words Whispered into Rosie’s Ears (1k, gen) What happens when it’s bedtime and little Rosie refuses to sleep? Sherlock tries different ways, but who knew talking about John Watson works the best?

This rec list only includes authors whose fic I’ve read on AO3.  If you’re a fic writer who follows me and I left you off this list, it doesn’t mean I don’t love your work.  It just means that either you don’t post on AO3 or I don’t know who you are on AO3.  If it’s the latter, feel free to drop me an ask to introduce yourself.  :)  

Maggie Needs TLC Post-Rescue

She gets a little bit from James, who holds her to his chest and tells her she’s a hero. That they wouldn’t have gotten her girl home with her.

She gets a little bit from J’onn, who welcomes her to the family, and even though she has to crane her neck up to hug him properly, it’s one of the best hugs she’s ever had.

She gets a little bit from Winn, who hugs her tight and tells her that Alex is lucky to have someone who loves her this much, who’s this amazing, who’s this badass.

She gets a little bit from Kara, who hugs her back and who invites her to her first game night and who tells her that her sister couldn’t possibly do any better, because she’s amazing, and she is living proof that a cape doesn’t make a hero; a heart of gold does.

She gets a little bit from Alex, who asks her, before anything else, if she’s okay, which shouldn’t surprise Maggie because that’s so quintessentially Alex, but it does anyway, because how can this woman be so absolutely, absolutely perfect?

But after she breaks? After she breaks in Alex’s arms, days later – days after holding it up, holding it down, holding it together – after she breaks, and after Alex holds her, after Alex wipes her tears and her running nose and kisses her shredded heart, Maggie finally makes the call she’s been avoiding for days.

“Hey kid,” she says, and she doesn’t bother to keep the trembling out of her voice, because he’ll know anyway. “Feel like coming on an all-expense paid trip back to National City?”

She’s bought him his tickets within minutes, and he’s on the next train out from Star City.

He has nothing with him but a small duffel and a worried expression, because all she’d said was that Alex is fine, that everything is fine, but it almost wasn’t and she’s broken and she needs her family.

And Adrian Rodriguez is her family.

He doesn’t knock and he doesn’t text. He just uses his key to open her door, and when she spills into his arms, he kisses her hair and he rocks her gently, because he’s seen her sad and he’s even seen her tear up, but he’s never seen this.

And it breaks his heart.

It breaks his heart, because he loves her more than he knows how to say, but he also… he also feels proud.

Proud that she called him. That she considers him enough of an adult, enough of her peer, to reach out to, to cry like this with.

They don’t make it past the threshold – his duffel is still hanging off his shoulder – for many long, long, long minutes.

They don’t make it past the threshold because she can’t move except to grab at his shirt and wrack with sobs in his strong arms, and even though he’s reasonably sure he could scoop her up easily, he doesn’t want to risk shutting her down, doesn’t want to risk her speeding back into her shell.

Into her armor.

So he just stands there and he just rocks her and he kisses her hair and he wonders, exactly, when she got this much taller than her.

He doesn’t know how long they’re standing there, limbs merged like they’re one creature, his comfort slipping into her ears, but they both jump slightly when Alex steps into the door behind them.

“Hey Ad – babe? You okay, what – “

She takes one look at the way Maggie backs away, turns her back, wipes her eyes, and her heart breaks.

“Sweetie, you’re allowed to be upset. You’re allowed to cry, we’ve talked about this – “

“You were the one in that cage, Alex, not me – “ she chokes, her back still to Alex, still trying to dry her eyes, and Adrian’s stomach sinks, because cage? God, just how bad were the last few days?

“Maggie, if the roles were reversed, I don’t even know how I’d be functional. I… you’ve been so strong, baby, but you… you don’t have to be solid all the time. Let me in. If you don’t want me to, about this, more than you already have, I get it. I do, babe. But don’t stop letting Adrian in. Please?“

"She’s right, Maggie,” Adrian offers in a small voice, and Maggie nods slowly, unsteadily, and sniffles unflatteringly. She chuckles and holds up a finger and walks into the bathroom.

“Hey,” Alex greets, and pulls him into a hard hug.

“Are you okay?” he asks, and she just hugs him harder.

“She’s been taking perfect care of me. Just you make sure you take perfect care of her, understand?”

“Understood, Agent Danvers,” he whispers, and they both turn as Maggie pads back into the living room, eyes swollen and red but face dry.

“Can we go bowling?” she asks suddenly. “The three of us?”

“Yeah, babe. Whatever you want.”

“You realize I’m gonna kick both your asses, right?”

“We’ll see about that, Rodriguez.”

They do see, and he does kick both of their asses.

But by the end of the night, they’ve both laughed harder than they had in what feels like years.

By the end of the night, they’ve made out with exchanges of I love yous so many times Adrian’s mockingly threatened to leave more than once.

By the end of the night, when Alex kisses her soft and kisses her perfect and goes home to Kara, Maggie is ready to talk to Adrian.

And god, does she talk.

She tells him everything.

Every detail.

Even the most painful ones.

Alex floating.

The credit card.

The taunts about parents.

The taunts about sexuality.

She tells him everything, in fits and in starts, and by the time the sun rises, she’s asleep in his arms, tear tracks still on her face, but a small smile on her lips, because Alex is safe, and Adrian’s here, holding her, loving her.

Safe.

When Alex’s key scrapes the lock, Adrian’s fallen asleep, too, his mouth all askew and his neck tilted straight back on the couch.

Alex dries her eyes before pulling a comforter over both of them and kissing both of their foreheads softly, tenderly, lovingly.

Family.

dailymomcellati  asked:

You know lately I've been feeling quite bad about the whole 'ordeal' you went through, Ghiaccio... in compensation, I've booked you an all expense paid trip to a lovely town in Austria. I'm sure you've heard of Böfe?

I don’t think your friends Giorno Giovanna and Mista would be thrilled to hear that you’re treating me out too…

Opportunity

Pairing: Jared x Reader

Word Count: 5.6k (haha whoops)

Warnings: Ridiculous amount of cussing (usual in my writings), OC’s, minor humour, size!kink, hip!kink, nail scratching, hair!kink, dirty talk, sweet, sweet passionate smut.

Summary: You win a competition to film on the set of Supernatural and meet your idols. During your first day on set, you notice not only that Jared Padalecki has been eyeing you, but discover the fandom’s biggest headcanon on him in the bedroom is true.

A/N: This is entirely written in first person BUT it is still technically a reader insert, just a different format. For the purpose of this fic, Jared is single. Obviously no hate on Gen, it is fiction for entertainment purposes only. This was written and posted within hours, so all grammatical and spelling errors are my own. I apologise if there is a slight switch between tense, I was tired and in a rush to get all my thoughts on screen and posted that I wasn’t too stressed. It’s fanfiction, it doesn’t have to be perfect. Anyway, please enjoy. Feedback is appreciated.


Originally posted by carryon--my--wayward--butt

Beep beep beep beep beep.

“For fuck sakes,” I groaned, slamming my forefinger on the ‘stop’ on my phone to silence the alarm. I closed my eyes for a few more seconds, already knowing my phone was about to buzz yet again with a second alarm. My sensible self knows how much I like to sleep in. My sleepy self wants to fucking punch my sensible self for being so… sensible.

After silencing the second alarm, I stretched and rubbed my eyes, already reaching back for my phone to browse my social media like I do every fucking morning because I like to ignore my daily responsibilities and shove my eyeballs onto a screen to pretend like my life is interesting.

I go through all of my notifications, none of them worth really looking at, and begin to scroll down my Facebook page. I stop suddenly when I see Jared Padalecki’s latest post, my eyes catching the photo of Jensen, Misha and himself holding up a sign that read ‘WE WANT YOU!’

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“When dudes ask my likes:

-Having my bills paid
-Celibacy
-Shopping
-All expense-paid trips around the world
-Fine dining
-Owning homes
-Owning large areas of land
-Owning my own Island resort
-Having my dreams financed
-Jewlery
-Gifts
-Money
-Time to regroup with my thoughts
-Space

That’s pretty much it.” -

Loki x Reader: Honeymooners pt 1

Gonna turn this into a multi chapter thing since it’s getting kinda long. The prompt about reader and Loki going undercover as honeymooners at a fancy honeymoon destination that I said I’d write forever ago but didn’t get around to

(So if you’re going under cover for anything, you’d probably want fake names, but I don’t want to make up fake names and I like using Loki’s name so yea…)




A loud ringing from your nightstand roused you from your deep sleep. Your eyes opened instantly, years of training instantly putting you on alert as you recognize a mission briefing call. “I’m here.” You answered.

 "Agent, good, head up to the debriefing room,“ Mariah Hill’s voice came through the speaker, "we have your next assignment.”

You nodded, the last traces of sleep leaving you as you remembered she couldn’t see. “Should I grab my partner?”

“Not yet, he’s getting a debriefing packet but there’s classified information we need to go over with you separately.”

You raised an eyebrow. Loki, god of mischief, currently tasked with aiding SHIELD for glorified community service and thus your partner on most missions, would be debriefed separately? If you were working together, wouldn’t the logical thing be to brief you simultaneously so any ideas the other had or questions could be addressed together? You knew better than to ask questions though, Mariah would just end up repeating her orders. “Understood, I’ll be there in ten.”

“Hurry, your transport leaves in two hours, everything you need is packed, so this debriefing has to be fast.”

You sighed as she hung up, failure to plan on SHIELD’s part always warranted an emergency on your part. Hopefully the travel time would be long so you and Loki could fill each other in on anything that had been missed. Still, something about separate briefings disturbed you. No sense in worrying about it now though, time was ticking and you still needed to shower.

Ten minutes later, you were rushing into the briefing room where Mariah sat at a long high-tech table, a TV screen displaying a mountain lodge behind her. “Recognize it?” Mariah asked, looking up as you entered.

You stared at the screen blankly, searching your memory. The lodge seemed familiar in a dreamlike way, but nothing truly stood out.

“Not sure, your history and all, but some little girls grow up planning their dream weddings and honeymoon vacations.”

You frowned glancing between her and the screen. “I’d never really thought about it, I guess. Marriage might come some day, but I’ve had other things to worry about. Maybe friends planned their’s…” You trailed off, not sure what she was getting at.

Mariah smiled, “don’t worry, it’s not a test, just was wondering if you recognized it. That’s the location of your mission. ‘Lover’s Lodge, Honeymoon Resort’, honeymoon destination of only the wealthiest and luckiest clients. It’s such a destination resort that any who attend have to prove they’ve been married in the last 48 hours. Officially they prefer 24, but occasionally travel gets interrupted and they felt like expanding the inclusion list. Newlyweds plan their weddings around when there’s space available here, very exclusive.”

“I’ll bet.” You crossed your arms, not wholly impressed. Sure it was an interesting place to visit, presumably anyone lucky enough to be an actual guest would enjoy it, but that type of feather in your cap didn’t particularly interest you, not when you’d been told of an impending mission and you were very much single. Sure you pined after a guy, but he was millennia out of your league and definitely didn’t return the feelings. Plus with your busy work schedule, dating really had taken a back seat to your plans.

“So what’s the mission?” You finally prompted.

Mariah blinked, “there’s underground seismic activity. Gamma levels are off the charts. We have reason to believe a magical portal of sorts is open in an underground area. The lodge itself exists in a weird jurisdiction and since the portal is believed to be magic in nature, we need your partner to investigate it.”

“Loki.”

She nodded, “he’s uniquely equipped to handle magical enemies and we don’t particularly trust him to do anything solo. The god of lies title and history inspires a great deal of understandable distrust.”

You shrugged, “fair enough. I trust him though.”

“Which makes you uniquely suited to operate as his partner, as well as the other portion of this undercover operation.”

You were starting to get a headache, she seemed to be hinting at something without daring to say the actual nature of what she meant. “So we’re undercover as work staff?”

Mariah smiled thinly, “I was hoping you might’ve guessed… no, the owner needs to be investigated to see if he has any part to play in the operation of this portal and the background checks and period of time it would take to sneak you into the workforce would be far too long.”

“So?” You prompted, mind not quite working.

“I need you to go undercover as guests. Far more freedom to move around this way.”

You swallowed hard, mind reeling. “But guests have to be newlyweds…”

Mariah held up a sheet of paper. Warily, you took it from her, examining it carefully. There in crisp new letters, signed by the state of New York, lay your full name married to Loki Laufeyson. You looked up at her stunned, “what the hell is this?”

“Less than 48 hour old marriage license between you and Loki, thought that was clear. We have wedding pictures as well as several witnesses that can attest the validity of your wedding.”

“You married me to Loki without either of us knowing?” No wonder they didn’t want Loki in attendance, he was sure to be pissed.

“It’s forged, but will fool the admissions there, we snuck a different couple in several weeks ago to make sure. You’re going undercover as a newlywed couple, enjoying all the amenities and making sure to close that portal and if necessary, remove the owner from his position, assuming he is involved. Think of it as a working vacation.”

“With an ornery god, you do know Loki isn’t going to be pleased.”

“It’s a six hour car trip, you’ll have plenty of time to warn him. And it’s by limo, refrigerator and bar fully stock, all expenses paid.”

“What if I refuse?”

“You’ll be out of a job.” Mariah glared at you.

Your eyes flashed, “I’m one of your most loyal and successful agents, one refusal and I’m out on the streets?”

Mariah sighed, “no, you’ll be heavily reprimanded and demoted, pay cut and put on leave, but please, you’re the only one qualified to do this, we need you.”

“You need Loki.”

“He won’t work with anyone else, there’s no punishment we can give him, all of it has to be willing. Even threat of returning to prison on Asgard hardly bothers him. Please, he seems to like you.”

You grit your teeth, that was the bitter crux of it. That Loki considered you an acquaintance of sorts but would never share your feelings. To have to openly act as though you were madly in love with him, only to return to hiding your feelings would kill you. Worse, Loki would either pretend to go along with it and not see how badly it tore you apart each moment, or he would refuse because ultimately he couldn’t even tolerate you as a friend. Nothing of this mission wouldn’t end extremely painfully for you. “Fine, but I’m getting another more expensive vacation after this.”

“It’s practically a vacation already, other than the portal.”

“And an obstinate Loki. That’s the only way I’m agreeing.” You crossed your arms.

“We’ll take it up with Fury, no absolute promises, but I’m sure we can manage something.”

“Good.”

By the time your conversation ended, you were becoming pressed for time. You practically flew out of the room, rushing down the many stairs and out to the waiting limo that Loki sat in, already looking annoyed. His arms were crossed as he glared sullenly out the tinted windows, fingers tapping in time to some unheard beat. “Sorry,” you panted, scrambling in beside him. A soft smile touched the corners of his mouth upon seeing you, “got held up with Mariah.”

Loki nodded, “for a moment, I was worried they might send a replacement for you.”

“Can’t get rid of me that easily.” You winked, settling in as the car lurched forward.

Loki nodded curtly, that smile once more returning. “I take it there’s a reason we were informed separately.”

“Oh yea, and you’re just going to love it.” Sarcasm dripped heavily from your tone and Loki raised his eyebrow curiously. Over the next hour you and Loki shared the various information regarding the specifics of the mission finally coming to the part you dreaded most.

“But all this could just as easily have been told together, why the separation?” Loki mused.

“It’s our cover,” you sighed heavily, lifting up the marriage certificate. Loki frowned, “I suppose I didn’t think we’d spend long there.” You shook your head, “part vacation since it’s a resort and SHIELD is cheap, and we need to investigate the owner as guests. It’s easier than getting us jobs apparently.”

Loki squinted at the paper, “we’re married?” He looked up at you and blinked.

You popped the cork off the bottle you’d been struggling to open, “only technically,” you said taking a long swill. “It’s a forgery but best in the business. Sorry to do that to you, only way they could think of apparently.”

Loki shrugged, “I could think of worse covers.”

You looked at him, mid drink. Slowly you removed the bottle, “really?”

“They could have placed me with a different agent, which would be insufferable.”

You laughed, “yea, I guess.” Still your heart ached, not sure how to vocalize your feelings.

Loki could see the sadness in your eyes but didn’t seem to realize what caused it. “What if we made it into a competition?”

“A competition?” You repeated.

“Whoever appears the better and more in love spouse, the winner.”

You winced internally but you knew you loved a good challenge. Almost unwittingly, you heard yourself answer, “you’re on, I’m going to kick your ass at this.”

“My love, that you could think to hurt me?” Loki placed his hand over his heart in shock.

You scowled, “you didn’t say we started yet!”

“Fair enough agent.”

“What’s the loser have to do?”

“I’m sure I’ll think of something.” Loki smirked.

Scoffing, you retorted, “yea right, I’m going to win.”

The car ride passed uneventfully, you and Loki having plenty of the finer details of the mission to discuss and plan. “So it’s in a sort of mountainous area, built on a number of natural hot springs that make for quite the scenic hot tubs.”

Loki pursed his lips, “perhaps we might skip the hot tubs?”

You stared at him blankly, “and sauna? I gather?”

Loki nodded, “I don’t care for heat much.” He trailed off, looking away. You didn’t press him, but he had alluded to not tolerating heat in the past, perhaps this was related.

“It’s built over an inactive volcano, I believe, dig deep enough and you’ll find lava but no worries of eruption in my life time. At least that’s what SHIELD’s experts seem to think.”

“Is that related to the portal?”

“More like a fun fact.” You shrugged, “and a tram that can take guests down to the beach, only an hour’s ride. Sunbathing could be fun.”

Chuckling, Loki reached for his drink, “I’m sure the number of newlyweds enjoying the sunset will be amusing.”

“Probably. The tram doesn’t stop, every half hour all night. Midnight swims on a clothing optional beach.” You swallowed hard, trying not to picture Loki partaking in that.

“They really are encouraging intimacy everywhere, aren’t they?” Loki blinked, studying you.

The look he gave you was so intense, you found yourself turning away, if only to hide your blush. “Guess so. At least no one will check on whether or not guests do, right?” You forced a weak laugh.

Loki nodded thoughtfully, “that would be awfully invasive of them.”

Sleeping with Loki, or rather sleeping with Loki had only briefly crossed your mind. It would be hard to get around not sharing a bed but two mature adults could handle that surely, but if anyone noticed? That would be the final nail in your coffin to fake sex with Loki just to maintain your cover, or real but wasn’t mutually desired.

“Agent?” Loki prompted, pulling your mind back to the present.

“Meeting the owner might be challenging if he’s behind the portal.” You forced yourself to change the subject. “Though I believe he greets each couple personally during their stay, guess we’ll have to meet as many couples as possible to increase our chances of running into him.”

Loki sighed, resting his chin on his fist, “wonderful, socializing with mortals.”

-

“Oh! Loki!” You paused, “I mean, darling look! We’re here I think!”

Loki straightened up, roused from his bored stupor and followed your pointing finger out the window. For the past half hour, the limo had been winding its way slowly upwards through a forested mountainside and it had at long last shown signs of nearing a massive resort. The picture Mariah had shown you really didn’t do the place justice for its size and splendor, anyone fortunate enough to visit would definitely have to pay a small fortune.

Loki chuckled at your pet name for him, “So we have, congratulations on our first day of marriage.”

You reached for your phone and opened it, noticing a barrage of pictures featuring you and Loki photoshopped into a number of wedding poses. It had been a small, private affair apparently, contrasting notably with the amount that would go towards the honeymoon but it was evidently about the two of you and no one else.

Loki leaned against you, staring down at the pictures. You could feel your cheeks heating in a blush at the close proximity, you had been this close before and managed to hide your feelings, why was it suddenly different? You silently admonished yourself.

“That’s a lovely dress,” Loki murmured, tilting his head to the side. His long hair brushed against your cheek and you fought back a shiver. “Somehow, I think the dress would look better on the actual you, not this model they chose.”

You furrowed your brows, surprised by the sincerity of the compliment. Opening your mouth, you looked up to ask him if he was acting or meant it but Loki’s attention was already back to the sprawling grounds of the resort. Your mouth fell shut and you stayed quiet.

The limo finally rolled to a stop, the door opening as the two of you scrambled out. Loki left first, turning around and offering you his hand to help you, placing a gentle kiss on it before allowing you to straighten up completely out of the car.

You closed your eyes, praying silently for patience, strength to make it through this mission, then slowly opened them and beamed at Loki. The flirtatious giggle came easy to you as you leaned forward and pecked his cheek. Loki stiffened for a moment, before sinking into your touch as though it were the most natural thing ever.

“Do you have the marriage license, love?”

“Right here, sweetie.” You giggled again, waving it for him.

Loki pursed his lips, eyes darkening, clearly not amused by the pet name. If you were going to suffer, dying for this to be real, you might as well punish Loki with cute names. A hotelier approached as the two of you stood there, no time to turn back now.

clubspooky  asked:

thank you for always taking the time to answer my asks! i appreciate it a lot ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ as a follow up: what was shiro's reaction to his baby girl getting engaged? especially since the fam was notified via text?? aLSO THE WEDDING OMG WHAT WAS THE WEDDING LIKE?? i love this au and this family!!

You’re welcome ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡  

Pidge’s Wedding Part 02 (Part 01)

[The Voltron Family] The second Shiro got the message of Pidge—the photo of her hand with a ring, he immediately called Keith.

Shiro: KEITH! OH MY GOD. PIDGE!
Keith: *laughs* I know! I’m so happy for her. 
Shiro: Keith! *panics*
Keith: Shiro? *worried* Are you crying? *smile softens* Aww, s’okay, babe.
Shiro: Keith, she’s going to leave me now… *sniffles*
Keith: Oh my god, Takashi. 
Shiro: Keith. My baby girl. *sniffles*
Keith: Shiro, we’ve been through this.
Shiro: No, we haven’t! *cries even more* I’m supposed to have an operation in a few minutes and my daughter drops this news that she’s going to get married to her first and only relationship with some ace Italian?!!
Keith: You basically just summarized Pidge’s wonderful relationship.
Shiro: But Keith.
Keith: We both know that Lotor can provide for Pidge. We know that very well, Takashi. He’s the heir of The Galra Enterprise. We have nothing to worry about so don’t be so dramatic.
Shiro: You have no right to say that to me when you cried so hard when Hunk wanted to marry Shay.
Keith: *gasps* How dare you say that to me, Takashi Shirogane! You bawled when Lance got married!
Shiro: Exactly! So this is kinda normal for me. *huffs* *sniffles*
Keith: *sighs* Awww, baby. You’ve always been emotional when it comes to weddings.
Shiro: Yeah. And it’s gonna be my baby girl’s wedding. Please prepare your waterproof suit, love. You know it’s gonna be full of my tears.
Keith: I got you, sweetheart. *muses*

The wedding was held in Italy. All expenses were paid by Zarkon because he only had one chance of going all out for his son’s wedding. Everyone flew to Venice and Pidge was so damn excited. Shiro and Keith visited Pidge while she was wearing her wedding gown before the ceremony. 

Keith: *teary eyed* Sweetheart, you look so beautiful. *caresses Pidge’s cheek affectionately* 
Pidge: *chuckles* *nuzzles Keith’s hand* Thanks, Daddy Keith. Kinda funny I had to wear a gown though. But I’m glad it’s not that itchy as I thought it would be. *adjusts her gown* 
Shiro: *stops Pidge from adjusting all the more* Stop that, sweetheart, you’re going to ruin it. *looks at Pidge and smiles* *takes her hand and rubs it*
Pidge: Oh no. Please don’t cry, Daddy Shiro. *frowns*
Shiro: Too late. *sniffles* I’m already crying. 
Keith: *rolls eyes* C’mon, love. Let’s go. *pulls Shiro*
Shiro: Wait, lemme just kiss my baby girl one last time. *squeezes Pidge’s hand* I might not be able to do it again.
Keith: *sighs while smiling* Okay, I’ll leave you two. 

Both Shiro and Keith marched with Pidge and of course Shiro was crying while Keith was there to hand him a handkerchief. 

Lance: Hohoho! Pidge! Looking good with that wedding dress. What have you done to my sister?!
Pidge: *turns to Lance* *gives him the middle finger* Say that again to my face and I’ll kick you out of my wedding, loser! *grins so wide*
Hunk: Pidge! That’s very rude! *gasps* And pay attention! You’re marching!
Pidge: I don’t care, Hunk! *chuckles* No cake for you later. Except for your little kiddos cause they’re my faves.
Lance: How dare you say that in front of my babies, Pidge! 
Keith: Gods, kids. Please. We’re in a formal event here. Save the bickering for later. And Shiro, stop crying already or you’re going to trip. Why do I have to keep this family together? You’re like a bunch of hooligans.

After the wedding, Shiro and Keith approached the newly weds. 

Keith: *to Lotor* Did you know we had our honeymoon here as well?
Lotor: Really? *smiles*
Shiro: Yes. A very memorable night. *smirks at Keith*
Keith: *rolls eyes* So? *eyes Pidge and Lotor*
Pidge: We’ll probably just play a bunch of video games later. *looks at Lotor and gives him a high five* 
Lotor: While eating junk food.
Shiro: *hand on chest* Oh thank god. I’m so glad.
Lotor: *scrunches his nose* Dad, please. We’re not gonna do that. *laughs* 

As soon as they left…

Shiro: *sniffles* Lotor called me “Dad.” 
Keith: *smiles* *squeezes Shiro’s hand* He did.
Shiro: I didn’t have the heart to correct him and call me “Daddy Shiro.”
Keith: *laughs* *playfully slaps Shiro* TAKASHI! 

anonymous asked:

I'm laughing at Russell ditching James Arthur who has small gigs up in the North of England this weekend for an all expenses paid trip to Miami. He doesn't care to actually promote or support Louis or his career but he sure likes the perks!

Rusty and Jessie do really seem to enjoy vacations. Nice that they have the ability to post pics of themselves at pools and beaches but crickets about Louis’ performance. They hit the job jackpot there. Paid to vacation.