Neck kisses under warm blankets,
drinking beer by the lake,
dark hickey marks,
soft rain hitting windows,
smoking on the balcony,
bandaids on fingers,
drinking vodka right from the bottle,
Nirvana blasting from somewhere downstairs,
shotgunning smoke from bongs,
napping in the bathtub,
wads of cash in a suitcase,
Baggy sweatshirts and tight pants.
The bell rings causing everyone in class to shoot up, everyone heading towards the door to exit first. I slowly stand up picking up my books before ruffling my hair a little as I fast walk out of the classroom. Walking towards my locker I see that Peter is there, waiting for me.
“How’d you get here so quickly? Your class is on the other side of the school and mine is just down the hall?” I question as I open my locker stuffing my textbooks in there, grabbing my Biology book for studying.
“I-I guess I just walked really fast, you might have spaced out on the way here,” He stutters running a hand through his curly locks. “C-Can I ask you something?” “Anything,”
He looks down, his face imitating a red glow as he looks back up into my eyes.
“Do you w-want to go out with me this weekend? I mean it’s fine if you don’t want to, hell you might be studying. Or you could be busy, you could even be going out with someone else this weeken-” Before he could finish his sentence I cut him off.
“Of course I would love to go out with you this weekend Pete,” Giggling I shake my head at his wide eyes.
“W-Well, I’ll pick you up tomorrow then, wear something casual!” He says running off and out of school, most likely to go tell Ned, I shake my head at him closing my locker.
“You look gorgeous Y/N,” Peter says as he hands me a box of chocolates causing my legs to wobble from the cuteness.
“I look like I do every day Pete,”
“I know, but you’re just so beautiful.”
I look down blushing as he holds his hand out for me to grab.
“I hope you don’t mind if we swing to where we are going.” I nod my head showing him that i was fine with it as he pulls me closer to him, tightening his grip around me as I wrap my arms around his neck, and we take off, swinging towards our location.
As soon as we get there he puts me down gently, running his fingers through my hair, brushing it back into place causing my cheeks to heat up.
I look around myself to see where we are.
“The aquarium huh?”
“Y-Yeah, is this okay?”
“I FOUND NEMO!” I yell, pointing at the clownfish, one of many.
“Which one is Nemo? There are like, 20.” Peter says his arm subtly wrapping around my waist.
“Shut up.” I whisper as I look at the fish in amazement. He chuckles, pushing me slightly towards the walk-through tunnel.
“WOAH THAT IS A BIG SHARK!”
“You’re yelling again,”
“Sorry, I’m excited.”
“Can we please touch the fish?”
I reach into the tank as I graze my hand against a starfish bringing a smile to my face. Suddenly I touch a bigger fish by accident causing it to bite my finger.
“Ow what the fuck?” I hiss as I pull my finger out of tank. Peter’s eyebrows furrow in concern as he grabs my hand inspecting my finger. My lips turn into a pout immediately. Peter walks over to the information desk asking for a bandaid before returning to me with a smile.
“For your boo boo,” He says as he places the bandaid over my finger, placing a light kiss onto it.
“Oh,” His smile turns into a frown, my eyebrows furrow in confusion.
AU Idea (I think I'm gonna write it but I don't know)
- ok but Marinette is the MOST popular Instagram model
- it started off as a joke/fun on behalf of Alya
- so like Marinette has all these hella good outfits that she has made but never wore it
- even though they all fit her(as a fashion/design student, SAME. make it for myself but never see it on myself)
- so she decides she needs to get some use into these.
- Alya being the amazing boo she is, decides to make an Instagram of Marinette wearing these outfits and takes secret pictures of her.
- NOT ONE of them show her FACE its covered by a hand or leaf or something
- the account BLOWS UP(so many outfit genres and ideas like from cute to bodycon to street/90’s inspired to grudge to hipster)
- Marinette is oblivious
- until Alya comes barreling into her bedroom in their apartment, screaming THE IT MODEL ADRIEN AGRESTE is FOLLOWING THEM.
- Marinette ends up unconscious on the floor.
- she recovers and cries but eventually soften up to the account and newfound fame because, she looks SO HOT(even though her face is not showing) and she can switch stuff up and use all her items she had made and also cause Adrien is following her.
- companies want her to promote them but she only picks what she likes and ended up promoting Nino’s new album turning him into a DJ sensation(Kinda like flume,chain smokers etc)
- she then gets an intern letter from The Agreste’s and is now working on a photo shoot WHILE going to Univeristy and handling her account with Alya, who is now making a blog. Oh my Gosh.
- Her heels, erratically click as she steps onto the photo shoot platform. Fingers curl tightly around a box of pins. Knuckles white, breathing hard, heart thumping, she lifts a lithe, bandaid covered finger and adjusts the emerald tie of the emerald eyed, blonde Angel in front of her.
“Hey Marinette, do you know the model Ladybug?”
Her face pales considerably.
i randomly mentioned to my mum that dan doesn’t remember why phil’s got a bandaid on his finger and she went “of course he remembers he just doesn’t want to tell you” and my imagination is running wild
Dad Might won't leave me, so, imagine Izuku breaks a finger or suffers some other small injury from training, but instead of going to see recovery girl Toshi wants to try and bandage/fix it himself, not only as a "dad" complex but also because without his powers he still wants to be helpful somehow
…….. he uses All Might themed bandages
b/c he wants to be helpful
Izuku blushes and laughs at the themed bandages, but Toshinori simply smiles back, expression subdued. This is the only way he can help anymore, he thinks, by patching up the small scratches and scrapes on his precious students.
“Do not worry, for I am here,” the bandages say, All Might’s gleaming smile staring upwards at him from Izuku’s arm. “I will keep you safe.”
It may not be as grand as heroically fighting to defend innocent civilians from devilish villains, but heroism was never about the grand things in life.
It’s nearly sunset, and yet Izuku’s smile shines brighter than the blindingly beautiful sky, a soft gradient of reds and yellows, as he thanks Toshinori for patching him up.
“It feels better already!!” Izuku says, cheerfully, raising his arm in a show of confidence. The sun is at his back, and from there, All Might grins at Toshinori, surrounded by a halo of fading sunlight.
“I will keep him safe.”
He may not be able to protect his students anymore, but he can patch them up when they get hurt.
if i stop anonymously requesting your werewolf mccree assume i'm dead. i love it so much please write more whenever it's convenient ; v;
I love writing werewolf mccree so much. I know that I have a lot to still work on but I’d be willing to take some more werewolf!mccree requests if there were any ouo;;;
By the time morning rolled around, you were
curled up at your dining table, clutching your cup with bandaid covered
fingers. Jesse lowered himself into the seat next to you with two full bowls of
cereal in hand. Reyes was across from him on your other sides, scrubbing his
face over his hands with a loud yawning groan.
And across from you was a highly amused
girl of indiscriminate age and purple hair.
“You can call me Sombra,” she purred,
taking the second bowl from Jesse without a glance to him.
You stared at her tiredly, thinking about
how her voice made the scrapes and bruises on your side ache. “There’s two of
them,” you mumbled. “You bring two of them into my house and expect me to be
all chill about it, papí?” you asked.
Reyes released a bark of laughter, doubling
over into the table when Jesse choked on his cereal. Sombra shot you
a grin full of teeth.
“I like them.”
“I’d say the same thing but you threw me
into the street with a headbutt in the middle of the night, so sorry if I’m a
little bitter,” you replied. Reyes propped his chin up in his hand, spinning
the cup of coffee he had been nursing in slow circles.
“In my defense, she was following Jesse’s
scent. He marked this whole damn block.”
“That’s disgusting, Jesse McCree,” you
He dropped his spoon to the table and
lifted the bowl to his lips, drinking down the milk in three gulps and a loud, satisfied
sigh. “In my defense, there’s a lot of scary shit in town and I wanted to
protect my date so you can bite me.”
“Would they turn into a werewolf if they
bit McCree?” Sombra asked, waving her spoon around between you and the
aforementioned boy. “If they broke skin.”
You shoved your chair out from the table
and turned to the doorway. “It is too fuckin’ early for this shit, please.
Someone. Wake me up in a few hours when my brain has had a chance to relax from
Jesse leaned back in his chair to watch you
walk down the hall to your room, letting out a very quiet but appreciative hum.
“We’ll still be here!” he called.
“Peachy,” you droned.
Sombra slurped at the milk in her bowl,
eyeing the two men she was left at the table with. When she had drank the last
of it, she set it down and wiped her mouth. “I like them,” she repeated.
Headcanon: Blinky discovered and bought himself a human handbag once and keeps relatively useless junk in it that "could come in handy one day." So far the only things he's used from that bag have been a cough drop for Toby and a single finger bandaid for Jim.
IMAGINE BLINKY WITH THE ‘MOM HANDBAG’ WHERE IT’S FULL OF RANDOM CRAP AND HAS NO BOTTOM
• boy can’t cook, but when his s/o asks him for help, he’ll actually make an effort without much complaining - it’s shitty vegetable-chopping, how hard can this possibly be?
• he ends up with lots of bandaids around his fingers and he’s really embarrassed about it - he’s Bakugou Katsuki, how can he lose against vegetables?
• s/o is chuckling the whole time, of course after they checked if he’s okay. He excels more or less at everything he does without much effort, but such a minor thing as cooking is giving him so much trouble
• it ends with him angrily chopping vegetables “damn carrot take this!” “die potato, just die” - s/o is secretly taking pictures, this moment needs to be preserved for posterity