all i want is a piece of pizza

just some random headcanons about Peter growing up on Yondu’s ship
  • Yondu teaching Peter to fly and pretending Peter messed up when he didn’t (“No NO, you shouldn’t have pressed that button, boy!” “WHAT?!” “It’s the self-destruct one, all Ravager ships got it!”  “You should have told me; I didn’t know! What do we do!” *Yondu cracks up* “Just  playing with you, take it easy, kid.” “YONDUUUUU!!!!!”)
  • Yondu taking Peter to all sorts of cool planets and pretending they’re there for practical reasons but he actually just wants Peter to see them cause he thinks he’d like them.
  • The crew celebrating Peter’s birthday and Kraglin making a birthday cake which comes out really messed up (like, frosting melting and layers sagging and shaky writing) but it means a lot to Peter even though everyone makes fun of it
  • Peter finding an old jacket of Yondu’s that he really likes but it’s too big so he resolves to work out until his muscles get big enough for it to fit and that’s the real reason he’s so in shape
  • Yondu teaching Peter to shoot and regretting it when Peter uses some of his dashboard figurines for target practice
  • But then Peter feels really guilty and buys him some new ones
  • Yondu always thinking up something to critique when Peter tries to show off to him so Peter always thinks Yondu wasn’t impressed but then one of the crew members mentions how Yondu’s always bragging about him when Peter’s not around
  • So Peter doesn’t let Yondu hear the end of that for weeks
  • Storytime with the Ravagers - Peter retelling (and sometimes reenacting) movies from Earth. “So this one’s called Indiana Jones…”
  • Peter wanting to have some Earth food, only they can’t find all the ingredients and then one day Tulk brings back the coveted ingredient of **PEPPERONI** and they have a pizza party
  • Peter exaggerating how much parents on Earth buy for their kids because every time he talks about it he seems to find some new piece of tech in his room which Yondu always denies is from him (“Me? Why would I buy you a new blaster? You’re plenty spoiled already, brat.”) but Peter is totally onto him
  • None of the crew can sing but they all know Peter’s music and whenever he’s in a bad mood someone conveniently starts humming one of his favorite songs and it’s so bad it always makes him laugh.
  • Peter sneaking a pet onboard and everyone keeps it a secret from Yondu because he has a strict no-animals rule but then one day he comes in to find Kraglin and Peter playing with it and they both totally freeze up (Kraglin starts stuttering an explanation and Peter tries to hide the animal) but Yondu agrees to let them keep it (pretending to be angry about it even though he doesn’t really mind) as long as they clean up after it and don’t let it cause any trouble. He takes care to leave them with the impression that he’s doing them a huge favor and he’s not happy about it.
Dating Clay Jensen would include..

  • Cuddles
  • So many goddamn cuddles
  • Switching between big spoon and little spoon
  • Sometimes he has nightmares about the tapes and needs to feel protected
  • Lots of sci fi movies
  • Dancing together at 2 am
  • Gentle kisses
  • Trying to be there for him during Hannah’s death and the tapes despite not knowing anything
  • One night him cracking and telling you everything while sobbing
  • Your heart breaking because you want to help him so badly
  • Riding on the back of his bike
  • Him forcing you to wear a helmet
  • Cleaning him up after his fight with Bryce
  • Almost going to kick Bryce’s ass yourself before Clay begs you to stay with him
  • The first “I love you” being accidental
  • You’re eating a piece of pizza while binge-ing some show and have a bunch of sauce all over your face
  • Clay can’t help but grin at how cute you look and whispers “I love you” 
  • Pizza makeout sesh commences
  • Secretly stealing his sweatshirts (he notices but he loves how you look in them so he does nothing about it and pretends not to notice)
  • Playing with his hair when he’s upset
  • A lot of “You’re the Leia to my Han” or “You’re the Jean to my Scott”
  • Him still managing to be super shy towards you sometimes
  • You constantly reminding him how much you love him and how important he is
  • Your first time together is very intense and passionate
  • He cries after
  • You do too
  • Catching him trusting Marcus and almost slapping him
  • “He’s using you, Clay. Please just believe me. Tony’s been here since the beginning. Don’t trust any of those stupid meatheads.”
  • Anytime Bryce even makes eye contact with you, Clay is prepared to pummel his ass into the deepest pit of hell
  • You having to calm him down and remind him you would never leave him for a scumbag like Bryce
  • Being there with him for his confession
  • Him gripping your hand the entire time
  • Being utterly in love with Clay Jensen and him swooning over you every time you walk through the door


by reddit user alackofcoasters

As a teacher, I get to see and hear a lot of horror stories, maybe not the kind that you are used to. Kids being abused by teachers or parents, students who get hooked on hard drugs and lose scholarships, even teenagers getting raped in the classroom. Bad things happen to good kids. It breaks my heart. All in all, it’s all pretty horrific, some of the things they warn you about in school when you’re getting your teaching credential.

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So your boss is forcing you to do a job you don’t want to do, or your mom made you eat your vegetables, and you want to complain about it. LET’S LEARN HOW TO TALK ABOUT IT.

억지로 + (동사/Verb)  – To do unwillingly / be forced to do sth
선생님이 농담하셨을때 억지로 웃었어요. – When my teacher told a joke I forced a smile.
입맛이 없지만 엄마가 저녁을 만드셔서 억지로 먹었어요. I had no appetite, but I had to eat because my mom cooked dinner.

It can also mean physically forced (clothes, objects, etc.)
억지로 문을 열려다가 문고리가 고장났어요. – I forced the door open and the handle broke off. 

마지못해 + (동사/Verb) – To reluctantly do sth
안 친한 친구의 부탁을 마지못해 들어줬어요. – I unwillingly did a favor for my friend that I’m not very close with.
좋으면서 마지못해 미팅에 나가는 척 하지마. – Stop pretending like you don’t want to go to meeting (group blind date)

울며 겨자 먹기로 + (동사/Verb) – To bite the bullet or grin and bear it (literally translated means to eat mustard and cry)
울며 겨자 먹기로 싼 값에 집을 내놓았어요. – I bit the bullet and put my house up for cheap
표가 다 팔려서 울며 겨자 먹기로 암표를 샀어요. – The tickets sold out so I bit the bullet and bought a scalper’s ticket.

The most commonly used phrase is 억지로~, but these are all important pieces of grammar. They are all very similar, but are used in different situations. 마지못해~ is the least serious of the three, and 울며…~ is the most serious. 

One common phrase I’ll hear from friends is “마지못하는 척 하지마” when I’m pretending like I don’t want the last slice of pizza, I always want the last slice of pizza.


Writing is Hard, Part 4: Dry Humping

Summary: Dean doesn’t understand the allure of dry humping.

Read Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Warning: Smut

Word Count: 3000ish

A/N: This is all written with love for fan fic. I’m teasing, not putting it down in any way. Hope you enjoy! XOXO

“Where does Sam think you are right now?”

Dean shrugs at you, hair dripping from the light rain that’s falling. “Can I come in?”

You head back for your chair, next to the table that holds your pizza, and leave the door open behind you. Dean follows, shrugging out of his jacket and shaking his head like a dog, though his hair is too short for it to do much good. “I told Sam I was coming to your room,” he says, a forced casual tone to his voice as he drops that bomb.

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I Miss You (Zach Dempsey)

From: 13 Reasons Why

Warnings: none, just fluff

Dedication: I’d like to give credit to @jefferyatkind​. The edit is hers and she makes a lot of edits like this one, check out her blog I love her edits so much and yeah.

(I dedicate this imagine to you because from the moment I saw your edit I knew that this could be a great story)

You walked to class with you best friend alex. Yeah, that’s right, the Alex Standall. You were friends ever since FML. And after hannah, He was your second closest friend.

Right now you were walking with him to Biology. “Hey y/n! Standall! wait up” you heard a familiar voice call. You turned around smiling seeing your boyfriend, Zachary Shan-Yung Dempsey. “Hey babe” you said greeting him. “Where are the dickwads?” you asked teasing him. “y/n/n!!!! They’re my friendsssss” He whines. “They’re skipping first and second period” Alex answers nonchalantly. you sigh at their stupidity, you mean yeah, they’re kinda your friends but doesn’t mean you agree with everything they do. you kiss Zach on the cheek, “That’s all???” he says pouting. you laugh and peck him on the lips then we enter bio. We were early by 10 minutes so the only people here were You, Alex and Zach. “Hey, Dempsey, are you going to the fun park with the gang?” Alex asks Zach as he settles down in his seat. “Yeah” he replies as he puts his arms around you.

“Are you going babe?” he asks you

“Aww no, I can’t. midterms next week. YOU SHOULD STUDY TOO” you replied. “Yeah but, you’ve met my mom, I studied for midterms since last week and all i have to do is review” he answers.

“Oh well, too bad for me then” you reply sighing. “Come on babe you have to go. Or else I’ll be lonely” he whines pulling you closer. “I wish I could baby” you say kissing his forehead. Then the teacher enters and you start your first class of the day.

—— lunch time ———

“Yo y/n! Ready for fun park later?” Justin asks as he and Jessica sit down at our table. “Nah, I gotta study” you reply sighing. “BOOOOO!” Bryce shouts. You roll your eyes and listen to them plan about their day.






You finish studying earlier than expected and all you could think about is Zach. I hope he’s okay. you thought. As you finished packing your phone lights up and all your friends are sending you snaps. One from Jess, one from Justin, one from Alex and one from Monty. “Why isn’t Zach messaging me?” you though aloud. You watched all their snaps and see how much fun their having. “I should’ve gone” you said to yourself “They’re probably on their way home anyway” you say glancing at the clock. 7:00pm it read. You sigh once again as you see Zach has a recently updated story. “Let’s see how much fun he had, enough to not send me any snaps or what” you mumbled as you opened his story

came out. Your heart melts at the sight of your cute boyfriend. You slide to message Alex on snap.

You: How’s my baby?

Alex: Annoying as fuck. He wouldn’t shut up about you not being here.

the definition of disgusting puppy love

You: Yeah yeah what’s up with the puppy? Is it clifford? Clifford was my favorite thing ever when I was young

Alex: He won it in the basketball game thing in the arcade part of fun park

You: Of course, basketball.

Alex: He says he would’ve given it to you and it would’ve been the perfect romantic whatever but you aren’t here so he just made himself miss you more

You: My boy is so sweet 😌💖

Alex: If you think that’s sweet then this is even better. He’s been hugging that thing while he’s sleeping and he says he’ll still bring it home for you

You: …….

Why are you guys watching Zach sleep? Where are you?

Alex: Still in fun park. We’re staying until Saturday night so everyone can study on Sunday. We rented a hotel room in the hotel beside it

You: And you all fit?

Alex: Duh, Bryce booked the biggest room there was. And its in the top most floor. You could fit too actually

You: I’d go but i don’t want to sleep in the same room as that rapist 🤢🙄

Alex: Nah. This is his so called “redemption” moment Monty and him have their own room in the floor below. And we locked our doors.

You: Soooo who are you guys with?

Alex: Justin, me, Jess, Sheri, Zach, Marcus

You: The 6 of you in a suite?

Alex: yep

You: Damn hold on

You ran out your room to see your parents having dinner. “Hey sweetie” Your mom greets. “Hey mom, i have to ask you something” You say kissing her and your dad as a greeting. “You want to go to the fun park with your friends don’t you?” your dad says even before you can utter a single word. “Y-yeah. how’d you know?” you ask confused. “I saw Zach after my business meeting in the hotel. He really misses you. I asked him why you didn’t come and he said because you had studying” he explained.

“but since you’re probably done” Your mom adds trailing off. “You may go” your dad replies motioning to your bags on top of the staircase. “You knew I was going anyway? And you DO know its overnight…. right?” you ask both of them as you walked up to grab your bags. “Yeah and we’re okay because I trust you and Zach” Your mom says kissing you goodbye. “I’ll take you” Your dad says grabbing his keys.

You walk to the card and head out. You quickly send Alex a text

You: I am on my way don’t tell Zach. It’s a surprise!! Do you guys want pizza? xx

Alex: Yes please 🙏🏻

“Hey dad, is it okay if I buy Pizza for the gang?” You ask shyly. “yeah sure” and with that you park and get some pizza


“Hey guys let’s order pizza” I yell. A chorus of sures and hell yeses were being thrown. “Alright” I said laughing slightly. I notice everyone is in the common area talking except one certain raven haired male. “Zach we’re ordering pizza” I tell him walking in his room to see him still cuddling the stupid red dog. “I don’t want any” he says hugging it tighter. “Alright” I say closing his door. Man I hope y/n gets here soon. Her boyfriend is too whipped.


“y/n, y/n, wake up!!” your dad calls as he shakes you lightly. “5 more minutes” you whisper putting your jacket over your face. “Are you sure? In 5 minutes I can turn around and go back home and you’ll miss surprising your boyfriend” he says turning the car around. “WHAT I’M HERE? ALREADY?” you yell sitting up. “y/n! Stop shouting we’re in an enclosed area, but yes we’re here” your dad says pushing you out the door. “Thanks dad” you say throwing him a smile then kissing his cheek. “See you tomorrow” you say before closing the door and walking inside the building.

You finally reach the room and press the doorbell thing. “Wow the pizza guy is fast” you hear Jess say on the other side of the door. “Hey I’ll get it, he might be cute” you hear Sheri call and right after the door opens. “y-“ you cut her off before she can yell “shhh it’s a surprise” you say whispering and putting your finger to your lips as if you’re telling her to be quiet. “Well I’ll say”Jess says walking in the room. You hug everyone then turn to Alex. “Where’s my cotton ball?” you ask the bleached blondie. “In that room. He’s terrible without you. The Clifford hit him hard” he says motioning over to the door beside us. You grab a piece of pizza and a paper plate then you try to open the locked door and when you accept that you can’t open it, you knock on his door instead. “Alex I told you I don’t want any pizza” your boyfriend grumbles as he opens the door. His face turns from gloomy to shock. “y/n???”

“You don’t want any pizza even if it comes with me?” you say pouting.

He quickly gets out of his state of shock and wraps his arms around you “darling if I knew that all i had to do was to order a pizza, I would’ve called ages ago” he whispers in your ear then kisses you. You melt in the kiss and pull him towards you. As the kiss becomes more passionate you hear a cough behind you. You both pull away to see your friends glaring at you guys playfully. Sheri counts, “one… two… three” and all together they shout. “GET A ROOM”

You all laugh at each other then you and Zach walk back in his room cuddling, as you replace the big red dog with your small petite body. And neither you nor Zach would have it any other way

The Signs as Things my Kids Say:

Aries- “If I can’t choke him, I don’t want to play.” 

Taurus- “If I was a noob, I’d be like ‘ah! I’m a noob!’”

Gemini- *jumping* “I’m trying to make the house fall.” 

Cancer- *batman voice* “Don’t touch me”

Sagittarius- “Can I skip school for fun again?” 

Scorpio- “The other guys think they are in the lead, but they aren’t. I won.” 

Pisces- *crying* “He looked at me mean!” 

Leo- “I’m putting on a show. There will be fireworks, you all have to come.” 

Libra- “Will you put my blanket on me?” 

Aquarius- “I’m going to eat 10,000 pieces of pizza.” 

Capricorn- “I wanna be in my room. You’re distracting me.” 

Virgo- “I do a lot of things I’m not supposed to when you’re all sleeping.” 

Mother and daughter ( jughead X reader)

Jughead X Jughead X jellybean

Wordcount: 1472

Warning : NONE

Request : no, my idea.

A/N : okay so basically I was day dreaming today and this topic came to mind… random i know but, i have to say i love this!! I hope you guys do too! JEALLYBEAN BETTER COME SOON! I NEED TO SEE JUGHEAD AS BIG BROTHER!!!!!

As always, sorry for any spelling and grammar errors. :)


Originally posted by mallverine

Currently I sat in the kitchen of Jughead’s dad’s house. To say it was a dump is an understanding, considering FP has bottles everywhere… Jughead and I just came back from school, most of the time Jughead and I would go Pop’s after school but i suggested i cook for him and jellybean.

“ Why do you insist on cooking for JB and I, i could easily buy Us all something to eat.” Jughead asks with confusion laced in his voice.

“ Juggie, you and Jellybean don’t have home cooked meals ever since your mother left . Not to mention that FP is never around, and when he is, he’s drunk. So I’ve made it my priority that you and JB eat at least healthy.” I answer him while checking the oven to make sure i don’t over cook the chicken .

When i get up from my bent position and turn back to look at Jughead. I find Jughead giving me a small smile with a whisper of a “thank you.“ I smile back and return to making our food… suddenly the sound of the front door slamming open is heard, indicating that either FP or Jellybean have arrived. Seconds later a small figure of a young girl with raven hair like Jughead’s walks in with a look of sadness on her face.

“JB, what’s wrong?” Both Jughead and i ask together, but the only response we get is her handing us a white paper. I grab the paper and read over the words. “You’re invited to the mother and daughter day tomorrow! Wear your best dresses and dancing shoes.” Automatically it hits me like a ton of bricks, I look at Jughead and notice that a sad look has also taken over his face. Wanting to change the mood I say food is ready.

“ Well JB I made something that will turn that frown upside down, guess what I’ve made for us to eat.”

Jellybean looks at me and starts to guess the way i do during tests. “Is it Mac n Cheese, Pizza, spaghetti, salmon… WAIT, is it the roasted chicken with the potatoes under it?”

I nod my head and move to the oven to take out the chicken. I place it on the set table and start to give everyone their pieces. Jellybean now has a smile on her face as she munches away on her plate of chicken. “Y/N/N, can you cook for Juggie and I all the time? I like your cooking more than eating from a frozen box or Pop’s.”

“ If that’s what you want, i have no problem. Just tell me a day before what you want to eat, that way I can buy the things for the meal.”

An hour has passed and we’re all done eating. Jughead sent Jellybean to do her homework and i tell her that if she needs help that she should call me. Of course Jughead has to tell me that i don’t need to help her but she’s family to me.

“Y/N, what am i going to do? Jellybean should not have to worry about this, our mother should be here and take her. Don’t take this the wrong way Y/N/N, but my mom should be the one cooking for us and helping Jellybean, not you. If we were to be living together, just Jellybean, you and I, people would think we’re her parents. My dad doesn’t even bother to attend any of her parent meetings, school plays or even her soccer games! It’s always me and you.. Never Dad and mom.” He speaks with anger as he pulls off his beanie from his head from frustration.

“ Juggie, don’t worry about it. Besides i don’t mind being there for you guys, just like you’ve been there for me when my dad left me… You just gave me a plan, what if i acted as if I’m Jellybean’s mom? I could skip school tomorrow and go with her.”

“Y/N, you’ve never missed a day of school, and you shouldn’t have to feel like you have a responsibility to do this! You’re just a teenager, you shouldn’t have to worry about me or Jellybean.”

Ignore him and stick to my plan, i get up from where I’m sitting and look at Jughead dead in the eye and say “ i said You’re my family and I’m going tomorrow whether you like it or not. Don’t tell Jellybean.” I hug jughead and run to Jellybeans room to tell her I’m leaving, she hugs me and tells me good bye. I walk home and get ready for bed because tomorrow will be A long day

My clock shows 6:30 A.M. I get out of bed to do my business and start to look through my outfits to find the perfect dress. I end up grabbing a tiffany colored flowy dress with a pair a white ballerina shoes. I apply my makeup, which is very light and just stuff my outfit and things in a bag. I run down to my kitchen to grab some pancake mix with some eggs and put them in another bag. I run out my house and walk towards Jughead’s home, once I arrive I pull out the extra key that Jughead gave me and walk into the house. I walk to the kitchen and start to make our breakfast, I try to make very little sound but no matter how quiet I am Jughead will always find me.

“What are you doing (Y/N/N)? Jughead asks with a groggy voice.

“ nothing just thought I’d look at the stove, what does it look like?” i answer back with a hit of sarcasm.

Jughead laughs and tells me that he’s going to wake up Jellybean. Not 3 minutes later Jellybean is running towards me with full speed. “Y/N/N! You’re making us breakfast!”

I nod my head and turn back to the pancake on the stove and flip it before it burns. Soon all of us are eating on the table. Once we finish our food, i tell jellybean to get dressed in a dress and I’ll be there to do her hair soon. At first she’s confused but her face lights up as if i told her she’s getting a puppy. “Y/N are you taking me to school today, for the mother and daughter thing?!”

I tell her yes and she runs to me and hugs me as she cries.

“JB, don’t cry! Please, then you’ll make me cry and then I’ll mess up my makeup!” i joke as i rub her back trying to get her to calm down.

Jellybean pulls away and runs to her room as she starts to pick out her dress. I turn to Jughead and tell him i need to go change into my dress, he tells me to change in his room while he cleans the kitchen. When I’m done with getting ready I let my hair down and just leave it natural, i walk to Jellybean’s room and find her ready. I Fix her hair as promised.. It takes time since she wanted me to make her a fishtale braid, while i was doing her hair she starts to talk.

“ Y/N/N, Juggie always tells me that he likes you a lot.”

“ And I like him too JB, he’s my best friend.” Jellybean laughs and shakes her head.

“ No! He likes you, like he likes you, likes you.. He always says that if there was one girl he would marry it would be you… Don’t tell Juggie i told you.” After her words I feel like i might just faint…

“Well JB… Don’t tell Juggie i said this but I would marry him too..” Jellybean laughs and nods her head while making a zipper motion on her mouth. When I’m done with her hair we  then walk out to the living room. When Jughead see’s us he walks towards us and picks up Jellybean and pulls me into a hug.

“My two favorite girls look breath-taking.”

Jellybean laughs and tells Jughead what i just told her not to say.

“Thank you Juggie! You should marry Y/N/N like you said you would, Y/N/N said she would marry you too.”

Jughead and I both say at the the same time “ I TOLD YOU NOT TO TELL.”

Jellybean mumbles a “ oops” and jumps out of Jughead’s grip and walks away, leaving Jughead and I alone. We both look at each other waiting for one of us to break the silence, Jughead then grabs my face so fast, that before i could even blink he pushes his lips firmly against mine. Suddenly Jeallybean shouts saying that we’re going to be late.

I pull away from Jughead and kiss his cheek quickly and utter “ at least now we know we like each other.”  I grab my purse and walk out the door with Jeallybean…

They’re Going to Love You-Jason Blossom x Reader Imagine

REQUEST: Can you do a Jason Blossom imagine where y/n is only friends with Archie because she’s popular and Archie wants her to meet the rest of the group so she brings Jason but things go south because Y/n doesn’t like Betty and then Jason takes her home and comforts her. Sorry if it’s a lot lmao


WARNINGS: Angry Betty, Swearing

A/N: So I managed to write this before going to bed, I also changed the idea a little bit but I hope it still lives up to what you wanted. :)

Tonight was the night, the night you were meeting Archie’s group of friends. You squeezed Jason’s hand as you walked up the front door of Archie’s house. “It’s going to be okay (Y/N), they’re going to love you.” Jason assures you. You smile weakly up at him. You had been friends with Archie for a while now, ever since his popularity rose and you actually realised he existed. You and your boyfriend Jason become quick friends with him and he eventually asked you to meet the rest of his friends. Veronica Lodge, Jughead Jones, Kevin Keller and Betty Cooper. You knew little of these people, never listening to the rumours that spread around the school like wildfire, even if it was coming from Cheryl. You slowly climbed the front steps that led to Archie’s front door. Jason knocked on the door and a dog started barking somewhere inside the house. “Vegas stop!” Archie’s voice yells out. He opens the front door with a wide smile on his face. “Hey guys, come on in, dinner is nearly here!” He says, hugging you and Jason. He leads you into the lounge room where 4 pairs of eyes watch you and Jason carefully. You smile at the group sitting in front of you. “Guys, this is (Y/N) and Jason and this is Veronica, Kevin, Jughead and Betty.” Archie says, going around the room. Veronica, Kevin and Jughead all smile at you, giving you small waves and clearing a space on the couches so you two could sit but Betty, Betty just eyed you two. A smile never reached her face and her eyes remained cold. You swallowed nervously and looked up at Jason but he didn’t notice as he had struck up a conversation with Kevin and Veronica about one of their classes that they shared at school. You cleared your throat and looked at Jughead and Betty and smiled.

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The Lost Years

Title: The Lost Years

Characters: Reader, Sam, and Dean

Word Count: 2,000

Warning: So much fluff you may get a cavity

A/N: These boys deserve the world, and they deserve a childhood. If I was able to, this is what I would give them. Enjoy!

Doing a final check of the room, you jumped when the boys slammed the Bunker door.

“Y/N! What happened? Why can’t we get into the garage?”

“Give me a minute!” Walking into the library you were met with very unamused hunters, drenched from the rain. “Oh, didn’t realize it was going to rain today. Sorry!”

“What did you do to the garage?”

“Relax Dean, I just needed you guys out of there for a bit. I’ll grab you some towels, just stay here!”

Sam and Dean exchanged confused glances as you jogged down the hallway to the closet. The boys were shaking out their layers when you came back.

“Alright, dry off, and then we gotta start moving! Lots to do!”

“What? Y/N, we’re so tired. And-”

“Sam, I promise, this will be worth it. We have six events to hit!”

Dean groaned, dropping his towel on the map table as Sam finished drying his hair. Grabbing both of their hands you led them down the hallway to the first door.

“Alright, tonight, we reclaim some of the lost years of Winchester boys. Follow me.”

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Until It’s Gone - Ch.5

Overview: Both brothers had loved and lost her. One night, Sam gets a phone call that changes everything.

Characters: Sam, Dean, Reader

Warnings: mild language, all the fluff

Word Count: 1,430

A/N: This is the fifth chapter in my newest ongoing series. Thanks to @wheresthekillswitch and @hannahindie for being my letter checkers - I love you both :) For those hoping for punches, you’ll have to wait a smidgen longer - Sammy feels won out for this chapter. Feedback is always loved and appreciated!

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When Sam came back from his shower he found Y/N still burritoed into her blankets and an empty mug on the coffee table. He slowly sat down on the side of the couch right above her, surprised when she scooched her way up to him and placed her head on his lap. Her head popped free from the blankets and she looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

“I thought you were asleep,” Sam said, his right hand finding its way to her hair. He slowly combed his fingers through the still damp tresses, and Y/N let out a deep sigh.

“I can’t fall asleep,” she murmured, contented sounds escaping from her throat when his fingers found their way to her head and started to gently rub and scratch her scalp.

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Two cute neighbours.

Hello, love bugs!!
Dan x reader
Warnings-fluff, kisses. Also, swears because Dan

1887 words yo, Its a long one.

hi !! i love your writing soooo I was wondering if u could do a dan x reader where the reader moves in next door to dan n Phil n the reader has an emotional support dog (preferably a mini chocolate lab) n dan n Phil loooooove the dog n it’s cute n fluffy !! then it time skips to when dan n the reader are dating n the reader tells dan why they have the support dog (anxiety n panic attacks) n dan is supportive n its just cuuuuuuuuuuttttteeee –anonymous

“Dan!” Phil practically screams as he runs up the stairs.

“What, are you okay?” Dan says jumping from his couch crease to make sure poor Philly isn’t to hurt.

“We have the two cutest new neighbors ever!” Phil announces. Coming face to face with Dan on the landing.

“Phil!” Dan moans putting extra emphasis on his part. “I thought that fucking aliens were outside. Christ!” Dan says walking back into the living room.

“But Dan you don’t understand,” Phil says smiling. “One is possibly the prettiest girl I have ever seen. The other is the prettiest brown lab I have ever seen.” Phil recounts as he moves into the living room staring down at Dan trying to make a point.

 "Prettiest girl ever?“ Dan questions as Phil nods his head in agreement. “Well, I suppose we should be gentlemen and go see if the two of them need help moving in,” Dan says closing his laptop.

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Band (Part 3)

So, I guess you guys are enjoying these posts? Here’s another set of shenanigans that have occured.

- Band alum came back for a pep band game. I look up at the percussion section and notice he’s aggressively playing the Glock…. He plays baritone.

- We were playing Cupid Shuffle. (When we do this, the band director and several percussionist dance with her.) Well, my band director told us not to speed up because “she’s too old for this.” We did anyway. I look up at the end of the song and she just FALLS ON HER FACE. My director stands up and GLARES at the set player. She says, “I fell because I’m clumsy, but you sped up sooo much.”

- We had some incoming freshmen play with us at the game. The saxophones, low brass, and percussion were all roasting each other and all the potential newbies were confused. Cue the saxophonist dying laughing and my band director just slowly turning around. (Like this guy’s face was completely red. I’m pretty sure all the newbies think we are crazy.)

- For our concert we played a song called “A House Divided” (really relevant piece, I advise you listen to it). Well, at the end of the piece we sang “Let freedom ring” and slowly dropped our heads.

I kid you not, we were sitting onstage for half a minute in total silence. Nobody knew what the heck just happened.

- Band director: Umm, this pizza has been sitting out for 2 hours. You can have it if you want. I don’t know if it’s safe to eat though.

- So I was talking to my friend about something and my band director approached us.

Band director: Hey, can I show you guys something?

She showed us her Snapchat where her boyfriend was watching a bootlegged musical.

- Kenny: There’s a Snorlax somewhere!
Bass Clarinetist: Give it up, Kenny, it’s been half an hour.
Bass Clarinetist: GIVE IT UP.
Kenny: NEVER.

- During the jazz band portion of the concert a percussionist was passive agressivley played the bongos.

- So one of the trombonist was taking the podium through the theatre.

Me: Umm, you can take that through the gym.
Trombonist, as she approached the stairs: Now you tell me?
Me: You can still-
Trombonist: NO NO. I GOT THIS. *Struggles to get it down first step*

- There is a collection of little stuffed animals in a locker. There’s also two knights and an elephant in the band room. Nobody knows where the elephant came from.

- “You remember the SpongeBob ice cream sundae episode? Yeah, this piece needs to be as intense.”- Band director

- Director: Dress for the concert is BLACK. No red sequenced dresses… No fishnets….

- This happens every pep band game.

Announcer: The winning ticket is *Insert number here*
Band kid: THAT’S ME.
Announcer: I don’t believe you.

- That happened last pep band game, but the band alum came back.

Announcer: The winning number is *insert number here*
Band alum: *Pulling out white tickets* That’s me!
Announcer: I don’t believe you.
Clarinetist: *Pulling out blue tickets* What the heck?
Band alum: These tickets are like a year old.

Mind you, the announcer and the band are on separate sides of the gym. So, the band kid is just SCREAMING this.

- A band kid freaking out because he lost his DCI star from his rookie year of marching DCI. We looked literally everywhere for a solid five minutes…. It was in his instrument.

- Coach, screaming at his player: MARK!
Band, like the seagulls in Finding Nemo: Bork! Bork! Bork! Bork!

- We haven’t had a flautist in our band for a really long time. One of our newbies plays flute and one of the clarinetist found out we might have a flautist and she just SCREAMED. Poor girl freaked out.

- It’s been like 6 months, but I swear half the band is still obsessed with Pokemon Go.

I haven’t had band for a week, so I probably won’t have a part 4 for awhile.

Ya’ll want a blurb from the Stuckony A/B/O? I’mma give you a blurb.

Bucky stroked his hands up and down the brunet’s sides, pressing one last kiss to the hickey he’d made. “Are you okay, sweetheart?”

Tony sagged back against him, still shaking a little. “Yeah. Asshole.

“You knew I was an asshole at the very beginning,” the alpha informed him lightly.

Steve looked at him over Tony’s shoulder. “Hand me a pizza.”

Bucky snorted. “Seriously? You just got Tony to jizz all over you and you want pizza?”

“I haven’t eaten since noon and I’m getting hangry. Hand me a pizza.”

Tony couldn’t help a slightly hysterical giggle as Bucky hurriedly handed over one of the boxes of pizza to the blond, who opened it as soon as it was in his hands and shoved a slice into his mouth. “Guess it’s a good thing I got three boxes, huh? Maybe this way I’ll actually get a piece.” He squawked when the alphas immediately shoved slices of pizza at him. “Oh my God, no, I actually ate dinner with the team!”

“Are you lying to me?” Bucky asked suspiciously, because that was a thing he had done before, lied about eating.

The omega bristled. “Bruce made curry and homemade naan bread and I hope you both never get a bite of his cooking again.”

Steve clutched his chest. “I think that is the meanest thing anyone has ever said to me,” he said, actually managing to sound broken up about it.

“Shut the fuck up, Steve,” Tony snapped. “You don’t even like curry.”

Bucky snorted and choked on an olive.

Friends over Girlfriend~Michael Clifford

Dating Michael was so much fun. He was goofy and loud and crazy and you loved everything there was to love about him. He loved to cuddle and he loved to eat, making you the perfect couple. The issue was, his friends hated you and they made it clear that they did. 

You rarely hung out with them but when you did, they always put you down. Michael’s ex-girlfriend was amazing friends with them but when she cheated on Michael, the boys were angry and they’re afraid that you’re going to do the same. 

You explained to them many times that you would never hurt him like that, they didn’t believe you. 

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Challenge Fic: The Pizza and the Pun

written for @txf-fic-chicks challenge Post episode/ Missing scene

Rating: G

Summary: Missing scene for Essence

So this is my first off anon story on tumblr. Thanks to @baronessblixen for the beta, every mistake you’ll find is purely mine. Please be kind, english is not my first language.



What was wrong with her?

Pregnant, hostess of a baby shower and all she could think of was pizza. The crispy crust, the smell of melted cheese, tomatoes, spicy peppers…

Her son gave an approving kick while she could almost taste the Italian specialty on her tongue. Another gift was handed to her and she opened it up, hoping that a big, juicy, thick-lined piece of… a romper!

“Oh,” cooed the enthusiastic crowd of friends, unknowing to the struggle she was currently fighting. There was nothing worse than this deep, fervent desire for something edible. These cravings, which had started around her seventh month, drove her to her fridge again and again. Despite all her best and medical intentions, she found herself eating tons of ice cream  at half past three in the night giving her an extra set of excess weight she would probably never get rid of.

But nothing had her giving in to a craving as fast as pizza. She could eat two pizzas daily if it weren’t for her health and her medical reasoning.

“Dana, is everything okay?” Apparently, her mother had noticed that her daughter was not really paying enough attention. All worried eyes landed on her.

“Yes, I’m fine,” she explained quickly, “It’s just that I feel an insane craving for pizza right now,” she added, as the eyes did not lose their concern.

“Oh, I understand only too well. When I was pregnant,” said Joslin, a former study colleague, one of the few she was still in contact with, even if only fleetingly, “I could not keep my fingers off Chinese food. I had at least three spring rolls a day.”

“McDonald’s, four BigMacs every week,” said Carla, a friend of her mother’s, and everyone laughed.

“Really? I mean I could kill for a pizza with double cheese, tomatoes and peppers,“ she looked questioningly into the round.

"This is typical. When I was eight month along, Bob didn’t even dare to come between me and the fridge,” said Joslin. “It was probably better for him.”

“Believe me honey, that’s perfectly normal,” her mother handed her a new package, intending for this conversation to be over. But talking about it made Dana even hungrier. She saw herself mentally reaching for the phone to order a small piece of paradise, maybe two, or even two tons, because the day was still long and she had guests…

There was a knock at the door and all heads turned to look as they weren’t expecting anyone else. Dana was just about to get up, imagining the young, pimply pizza delivery boy on the other side of the door, however, Lizzy was faster. Oh, right she was supposed to accept help. Her mother would have to suffer for bringing this woman into the house. It was beside the point that she could actually use some help, she wanted to get it herself. After all, she was old enough to not be mothered constantly. For the ten thousandth time since her teenage years Dana swore to raise her child differently, knowing very well now that it was completely impossible.

Lizzy opened the door and revealed the sight of a very busy Mulder, who was trying to balance some bags and a big white box. His eyes focused on what was in his hands, he almost tripped into the apartment. “Hey Scully, I -” he broke off as he lifted his head and found himself confronted with a series of amused looks “forgot your baby shower” he finished his sentence. “I better get going again,” he was almost out of the door again already when she stopped him. Had to stop him. Because her focus was directed immediately on his right hand and the cardboard box in it and if her nose was actually right and she was not hallucinating, then Mulder wouldn’t leave again so soon.

“Mulder,” she struggled with her big belly as she tried to get up from the couch, which seemed to get harder from day to day. Probably because of all that pizza. “What’s the matter?” He turned to her and gave her a small smile.

“Well, I was just in the neighborhood and thought to myself that you would probably get your daily craving for pizza and” he kept smiling while holding out the box of pizza to her “so I just dropped by Alfredo’s, and got you a big tomato - bell pepper pizza with double cheese.”

Listening to his words, she could feel her stomach jump high in the air, then the smell intensified, and she felt like fainting out of sheer bliss. Praise the Lord for Mulder and pizza, she thought. Could life get any better? Of course, but only once she had a piece of pizza in her mouth.

“God, Mulder, you’re my savior” she grinned and took the box out of his hands and he gave a surprised laugh, happy to see her so pleased. “You’ve got to come in and at least greet my mom,” she said as she kicked the door shut and turned around. A little unsurely, considering what was waiting for him in the living room, he trotted after her. In a room charged with female energy every man had to feel unsafe.

“Fox, it’s so good to see you,” greeting him, Maggie stood up and embraced him warmly. “Pleasure is all mine, Mrs. Scully,” he replied to her hug and then threw a shy glance into the round. “Hi.”

“This is Fox Mulder,” Dana introduced him to the crowd as she sat back down without taking her eyes off the pizza box. “He is my” now she looked up and faltered, giving him an uncertain glance “well, we have been working together for the last few years,” she saw the pained shadow cross over his face and hurried, “and he is a good friend, the best, as you can easily see,” she pointed to the carton that still exuded the delicious aroma.

An appreciative “Ah yes” came the curious response from the choir, and all stared at the newcomer. All, apart from Dana, who had opened the box and was already chewing on her first slice; until the accusatory glance of her mother penetrated her happy little pizza universe. Hastily she swallowed down and gave the round an apologetic smile, “Where are my manners: anyone want some?” she pointed to the carton, but all of them shook their heads.

“Never get between a pregnant woman and her food,” commented Carla, and everyone laughed.

“But I should get at least a plate,” Dana put the box down on the coffee table where it safely came to rest between pacifiers, bottles, toys and rompers. Then she rose again, the nibbled on piece of pizza still in her hand. “Mulder, if you could?” she did not finish the sentence, but he followed her willingly into the kitchen. Lizzy was just about to remove dishes from the dishwasher, but left the room quickly when they entered the kitchen.

Scully took a plate from the cupboard and put the piece of pizza on it. She placed the plate on the kitchen table and wiped her hands on a towel.

“Scully, I’m really sorry that I forgot your baby shower. I’m going to go back and,” he stopped when she gave him a wide smile.

“It’s okay, Mulder. I never would have thought that unpacking gifts could be so exhausting. I’m glad you came by because I really needed a break from all the Oh and Ah. And thanks to you, I can spend that break with pizza.“ She took another bite, wiped her hands again, took some more plates out and put them on the counter.

“Do you want any?” She pointed to the half-eaten slice.

“No, I bought it for you.” He rejected.

“And that’s why you can’t have any?” She could not hide her amused smile.

“I’ll just be over here and enjoy you enjoying your food.”

“Fine, but don’t start complaining if you don’t get any later.” She took another bite, almost choking when she heard his next words.

“Actually I wasn’t getting any for the last couple of weeks,” noticing her shocked wide open eyes he quickly added “pizza, that is.” And they both smiled at the unintended pun.

"You do realize we are the hot topic in the living room right now?” She finished chewing.

“Why would we be? I mean, I’m just a friend,” he could not banish the hurt from his voice; the idea had hit him hard.

“Not just a friend,” she said, and came to him “the best.” She stopped in front of him, took his left hand and placed it on her belly “and we both know that you are so much more than that.” He couldn’t be angry if she gave him her most charming smile. Not that he could have been anyway. And the fact that he could feel his baby kick through the skin of her abdomen made it impossible anyway.

The moment ended when they heard laughter from the other room. Dana did not want to go back in there. There had been a time when she would have welcomed an afternoon with female friends. Now all she needed was in this kitchen. Well, maybe aside from the white paperbox on her coffee table. But with Mulder in the picture, maybe the day would hold a little more interest than just how to best use a milk pump and what to do about stretch marks.

She walked back to the counter took the pile of plates and gave it to him. Then she took her own plate, which was only holding pizza crumbs.

“Well, let’s get back into the shark tank. You can help me oohh and aahh at the right time,” she gave him an evil grin. “And maybe later when everyone is gone I can give you a whole other reason to oohh and aahh, Mr. not-getting-any.”

Two Steps - Part 9

Hey everyone! Here’s part 9. I hope you guys have a great weekend. Planning on posting the next part pretty soon. Usually in this fic, the past part comes before the present, but I switched it this time. If you recall, the last part of the present ended with Rae and Finn hanging out with Finn’s dad, Gary, out of town. 

Part 9:

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Good For You pt. 6

a/n: this is just floof cuz as i always say im trash and idk how i feel about this???? shit sorry


Summary: He needed you as some sort of stability, you needed him as some form of rebellion.

Word Count: 2.1k+

Pairing: Lance Tucker x Reader

“You’re such a blanket hogger, I’m never letting you sleep on my bed ever again.”

“Shut up, it’s Saturday.”

“Yup, and we gotta go grocery shopping. Get up, sunshine.”

You groaned, rolling over with eyes still closed. You scrunch your eyebrows when you felt the warmth of the sun and its brightness practically seeping through your eyelids.

“You need freaking blinds.”

“You just need to wake up earlier.” You could hear him shuffling around, opening drawers.

“How about you go jogging first or whatever–” your sentence was interrupted by your own yawn. “And come back. I’ll be awake by then.”

“Already did.”

“Cook breakfast?”

“I already did.”

“Take a shower?”

“If you opened your eyes you would see me fucking changing.” He sighed.

“Why are you so grumpy?” you whine. “It’s too early.”

“It’s 10 AM.”

“Yeah, and? Still too early!” You rolled around the bed in exasperation.

“We need to clean up.” he said.

You were sitting up in an instant, shooting him a disbelieving look.

“It’s crazy how the prospect of cleaning up turns you on so much,” he teased.

“It doesn’t.” you said flatly.

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Beer of the night

Hookiebobb IPA from Crazy Mountain Brewing in Colorado. Hoppy, balanced, and fresh, it says. Ok then.

The beer wasn’t because I assembed a chair from Ikea. Putting it together took 10 minutes and was fun. Everything fit wonderfully. There was one leftover part which confused me. I asked Sheila to sit in the chair. “It’s your new chair,” she replied. “You should sit in it first.” Apparently she was on to my plan of having her test it. Then I checked the parts list and realized Ikea included one extra part apparently by mistake. All is good. It’s not a part that would be useful anywhere else in the house so I should throw it away. Of course I put it on my tool bench instead.

The weather was shitty today. Ikea was packed with people who wanted to get out of the house. The checkout lines were long. I choose mine poorly. There was a long line and a short line in one section. Thinking some people weren’t paying attention I moseyed  up to the end of the short line. Moments later I was locked in place by more customers waiting to pay.

Long line: 7 people, each with one or two large items. The cashier was the Billy the Kidd of Ikea cashiers the way she wielded that scanner. An Olympic 400 meter dash was slower than this line.

Short line: 4 people, each with 19 or 29 tiny items. The cashier was a nice guy but each time he politely asked “Did you find everything you needed” I wanted to try some ventriloquism. “Yeah, of course! Hurry please!” is what I wanted to project his way. In the time I was trapped in his line I could have assembled a movie theater’s worth of Ikea chairs.

So I waited, patiently, I must say. The man in front of me had two young daughters, about 4 and 6. They were touching everything and trying to open stuff near the register. He read his phone and ignored them. “Dad, I want this chocolate. Dad I think I need this tool kit. Dad I want to open this box of 370 pieces of hardware.” I kept waiting for the crash of some Ikea product all over the floor but that they package stuff pretty securely.

When we have pizza guess who shares the most with the dogs.