and he gets it and is so proud of himself

Request: Dancing

(Requested by @i-heart-sterek )

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“Do we have to?” Liam whined as Mason dragged him towards the entrance to the club. “You know I hate dancing.”

“I’m not letting you spend another weekend laying on your couch moping about Theo leaving,” Mason said. “Now that you’re out and proud, you deserve to find someone nice.”

“Mason, I appreciate your concern, really, but-“

“No buts!” Mason exclaimed as they entered the club. “Besides, it’s too late now.”

Liam sighed, but decided to humor his friend. And who knows? It might be good for him to get out for a while and meet some new people. He couldn’t spend the rest of his life pining after Theo.

After everything that had happened, Theo had gotten the hell out of dodge, claiming he needed time away from everything so he could figure himself out. Liam hadn’t wanted him to leave, but he couldn’t just come out and say that, so he let Theo go with a heavy feeling in his stomach.

Now, two months later, he was openly bisexual and still pining after the chimera.

“Come on, let’s go dance,” Mason suggested, pulling Liam onto the dance floor. Corey was already there, waiting for his boyfriend with a grin. It didn’t take long for Mason to ditch Liam after that.

Dancing was fun. Even without a partner, the songs were catchy enough that he was able to move without feeling weird about it. A few people approached him and would sway for a few minutes before moving on. It was fun.

“Hey,” a voice said from behind him. “Wanna dance?”

Liam turned around, ready to take up the stranger on his offer, only to freeze as soon as he got a look at the guy’s face. Everything around him seemed to slow down, his heart pounded in his ears, and his blood roared.

It was Theo.

“Liam,” Theo said, looking just as surprised as Liam felt. “What are-“

“How long have you been back in town?” Liam demanded, fury and adrenaline pumping in his veins.

“I just got back tonight,” Theo said. He looked around and winced. “Maybe we should talk somewhere quieter.”

Liam nodded and grabbed Theo by the wrist, pulling him over to one of the tables in the corner of the club. “Why didn’t you tell me you were back? Or coming back?”

“I wanted to surprise you,” Theo said with a sheepish smile. “Surprise.”

“What are you doing here?” Liam demanded.

“What are you doing here?” Theo countered.

Liam glared. “I’ve been pining over you for two months and Mason got tired of it so he dragged me here. Your turn.”

“I applied for a job,” Theo replied.

Liam nodded. He took a moment to stare at Theo, unable to believe that the chimera was sitting right in front of him. “Dance?”

“God, yes,” Theo said with a grin. He grabbed Liam by the hand and pulled him onto the dancefloor.

As the two moved together, smiling and sharing kisses underneath the flashing neon lights, Liam couldn’t help but think that this - this was exactly where he wanted to be.

Right here, in Theo’s arms.

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A/N: So yeah. There you go. I don’t really have anything amusing to say about this short, sorry. But I did enjoy writing it! I hope you enjoyed, friend! Thanks so much for reading and as always, feel free to let me know what you think!

-Mod Kai

anonymous asked:

CORBYN. WHAT WAS CORBYN LIKE????

OKAY SO I DIDN’T GET TO MEET CORBS AT THE AIRPORT AND ONLY MET HIM VERY BRIEFLY AT THE M&G BUT CORBYN IS SUCH A HAPPY GOOFBALL AND SO SO SO INCREDIBLY PRECIOUS I CANNOT STRESS THAT ENOUGH!!! corbyn is so under appreciated damn… anyway he was really smiley and enjoying himself the entire time goofing around with the boys on stage during the songs and questions! he was also so proud talking about being half Dutch and his mom growing up here and he kept saying “ik hou van je” over and over throughout the showcase which means ily in Dutch. (Also 10/10 pronunciation like he said “Dordrecht” that’s a city I the Netherlands where his mom grew up and I almost choked on thin air bc I was like holy shit that accent was spot on and he said his lucky number was “Negen” which is 9 and overall he’s such a cutie) anyway when I got to meet him at the m&g I walked up to him to hug him and he actually yelled “IK HOU VAN JOU AHH” and gave me a really big and warm hug and like as I was hugging him all I could get out was ilysm I was just too in awe hugging all of them lmao anyway he’s a ray of pure sunshine and he deserves more appreciation

callout for my boyfriend

- i love him so much

- he studies so much and im so proud of him! tries very hard

- gets excited abt science and i never know what hes talking about but i love listening anyway because i love seeing him happy

- has been through so much and had some very hard times but still tries his best to be kind & better himself which is incredibly inspiring

- loves jazz. dont have anything cute to say here i just hate his taste in music. he hates gary numan???? how

- REALLY EXTREMELY HANDSOME

- does this thing when hes thinking where he squishes his cheeks? its adorable i love him so much

- gay

- uhhhh my soulmate literally

I was rewatching “Escape from Beta Traz” and like this fucking scene

Pidge is just like “Lance, you’re gonna need to get a scan of his face” like it’s the easiest thing in the world and if it were any other idk SANE person they would’ve at least been like “wtf pidge have you seen this guy like he’s terrifying and also how the fuck am I gonna scan HIS FACE from this distance hidden away without him fucking noticing me”

But Lance, CLASS CLOWN LANCE, just says “Copy that” and gets down to business

HE IS A SHARPSHOOTER IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE I MEAN HE REALLY ONLY HAS LIKE A 3 SECOND WINDOW TO AIM AND SCAN FROM THIS DISTANCE

HE SHOOTS THIS BLINDING ASS LIGHT WITH ZERO HESITATION AND LIKE

IN 0.00001456933 SECONDS THIS BITCH TURNS AROUND

But Lance used his fast leggys and hid himself like wtf I’m so proud of him. He is so smart and good and has amazing reflexes and is a quick thinker and doesn’t hesitate when people need him.

And he is like so relieved that he actually did the thing but doesn’t gloat or bask in his moment he just sends Pidge the face like NO PROBLEM “Face on the way Pidge” THAT WASNT RISKY AT ALL. WHATEVER. ALL IN A DAYS WORK.

MY SON GETS SHIT DONE AND THIS MISSION WOULD HAVE COMPLETELY FAILED WITHOUT HIM FOR SO MANY REASONS

Dadvid Goes Back To School

-Max could get through school with half a pencil but that doesn’t stop David from buying 3 of every piece of school supplies.


-David tries to get Max a bunch of new clothes but they end up leaving with just another hoodie.


-Max starts giving away the extra pencils to kids that won’t stop asking to borrow them.


-He only wears the hoodie David bought him, on test days. He claims it’s a coincidence.


-David signs up for the PTA.


-David dedicates a whole chunk of wall to Max’s good marks. He’s shows it off every time people come over.


-Max’s marks start to improve now that he’s getting recognition for them. His teachers thinks he’s cheating. Max has never seen David that mad before.


-Max gets packed lunches with post it notes, reminding him of tests and hoping he’s having a good day. He slowly stops throwing them out.


-David becoming familar with all the people in the office because he finds himself there regularly. They all love him. He brings them cookies every holiday season.


-Max finding himself asking for David’s help with homework more frequently. He may be an idiot but he’s good at long division.


-David secretly re-learning Max’s age group’s curriculum so that he can help with homework.


-Max’s report card comes in with all A’s and they go out for ice cream.


-Max having a parent be proud of him, encouraging him. David getting to see Max apply the potential he saw from the start.

Listen I know we all love bilingual Lance and boy oh boy guess who’s here with some bilingual headcanons!!

•Lance used to speak fluent spanish as a child, but when he started going to public school, he just … Lost that ability.
•Lance can understand some words and phrases in spanish but doesn’t really know how to form sentences. (he knows all the cursewords and tries to use them as much as he can bc that’s Cool™)
•He can understand enough words to get the gist of what people are saying.
•Lance started to feel kind of detatched from his family since he couldn’t speak spanish and basically everyone else (save for the younger kids) could.
•His family doesn’t put any effort into teaching him spanish bc they want him to be more American than Hispanic (a sad truth that I unfortunately experienced)
•Lance starts to take spanish classes seriously when he gets to high school. He slowly learns how to form proper sentences, and he’s at the top of his class bc he wants to connect with his family language-wise. He tries hard, and grasps the language without any help from his fluent-spanish-speaking parents.
•One time, he had to do a project in spanish class, but he didn’t know how to form the sentence he wanted. So, he goes to his parents for help.
•Big mistake.
•His parents are from different regions of south america, so they speak different forms of spanish. Whatever he’s learning at school is. Not. The same.
•He had to go back and forth from his dad to his mom for one goddamn question like holy crow.
•"No, no! Your father is wrong! I speak PROPER spanish!“
-That was an actual quote from my mother it’s legit.
•His father ends up being right. At least in terms of School Spanish.
•Lance’s teacher ended up taking points away anyway bc she knew he wasn’t capable of speaking in such eloquent, complex spanish.
•He once went over his vocab list with his fam since he forgot his spanish dictionary at school. Another mistake. Don’t ask your different-spanish-speaking parents for translations when they’re in the same room.
•They spent more time arguing about the translation than actually translating.
•Mom: “Aficion? I’ve never heard that word in my life! It doesn’t exist!”
•"It means ceiling fan, mom.“
•M: “Oh! Then you mean ‘hincha’!”
•Dad: “Hincha?! Are you trying to teach our son slang?!”
•"Wait, that’s slang?!“
•"Well, ya-”
•D: “Aficion es the tiki tiki.”
•M: “No. El tiki tiki es la hincha!”
•They slowly seep into full spanish and Lance is watching on in amusement.
•He ends up texting his aunt about the right answer, and she tells him that it’s aficion.
•Mom loses the argument.
•He has a presentation in class for an oral test. He knows he has a great accent and great understanding of spanish, but when he goes up to speak, he can’t say anything.
•Everything comes out slow and stuttered, but he still gets an A+ bc his pronunciation is on point.
•There’s a non-hispanic/latinx kid in his class. They get straight A’s and speak faster than Lance. Lance is jealous of them. It’s not fair that a person who isn’t surrounded by latin culture can speak it so well, while he can’t.
•They’re the top 2 in the class, but Lance is always second. He’s always second in everything.
•Eventually, Lance learns enough Spanish to understand full sentences. He gets a giddiness in his chest when he can understand EXACTLY what is being said in spanish. He loves it.
•Even when his parents are scolding him in spanish, he tries his best not to smile bc he UNDERSTANDS!! •He tries to get his parents/family to communicate with him in Spanish more bc he’s so proud that he can FINALLY understand them. He feels connected to them again, and loves the feeling of embracing his heritage at last.
•Then … His family asks hin why he never talks back in spanish.
•Lance is still shy and insecure about his spanish, bc sometimes he makes mistakes. And sometimes, fluent speakers are not the nicest when it comes to that. He’s afraid they’ll make fun of him bc he’s still learning.
•He goes to a restaurant that has people who only speak spanish in it. He then has to order from the menu.
•He asks for a soda. When the waitress leaves, his entire family is beaming at him. He asks why.
•They gush about his perfect pronunciation and format. They’re proud of him. They had no idea he knew it so well.
•Lance is almost brought to tears bc his family is just as proud of him as he is - especially on something so important to him.
•He talks and laughs with his family at dinner again after that.
•When he gets in space, he tries to keep himself knowledgeable in spanish. He doesn’t want to forget again.
•He listens to old spanish radio shows and songs all of the time. He listens to sports, no matter which kind, in spanish.
•He tries to teach the other paladins Spanish. He grins when they start cussing under their breath in spanish. Sometimes, the paladins will just slip into it and they’ll forget that they’re speaking another language bc it’s so second-nature to them.
•But Lance notices, and it feels a little more like home.

crystal venom iconacy

i was rewatching this ep because it’s one of my faves from season 1 and it has a lot of my favorite scenes, but this one is always going to be in the top and i will demonstrate it through a very long post with lots of screenshots

hunk’s face before and after lance knocks his head….

this is the face of a man who’s had his head knocked by his best friend more than once… look at him…. he’s tired

pidge’s face here,,,, or should i say podge

just lance enjoying himself and keith silently thinking ‘how am i going to get this boy’s attention without looking like i want it

lance’s whole thinking process for a comeback

he’s so proud of himself….. (also hunk was secretly worried the entire time and was very happy to support his friend even if the comeback was lame.. bless him)

keith’s dramatique face….. what did you want from that interaction keith… what was it……

shiro’s reaction:

PIDGE ON HER TIPPY TOES!!!!!!!!

hunk and lance waiting??? precious 

look at them…. they’re so bored and tired and adorable….. can your faves ever??

lance and shiro. look. he help

and let’s not forget the iconic leggy scene

what an iconic scene… always remember

Wait wait wait, did you just make a joke?

•I am in love with the idea of Keith making jokes so only hunk can really hear
•and they are GOOD
•Hunk has laughed so hard hes cryed over some of them
•one time Keith’s joke got him so good that he skipped the laughter and went straight to crying
•but Keith is sneaky
•and no one EVER hears him exept Hunk
•Hunk is loosing it™
•cause
•I SWEAR GUYS KEITH IS FUNNY HE MAKES JOKES I SWEAR LANCE YOU BELIEVE ME RIGHT
•LANCE!
•LANCE?
•im sorry buddy but ??? Keith has literally never???
•Hunk looking at Keith
•hes so smug
•Hunk making the “im watching you” gesture
• Keith taking it as a CHALLENGE
•a challenge to get sneakeyer and funnier
•when they are heading to their lion
•right before they enter a room with everyone else
•as hunk is taking a sip of space juice so he does a spit take all over lance and pidge
•at the table when Keith walks behind hunks chair
•Keith is brutal with his jokes tbh
•they are always relevant to something going on
•"Are we sure Galra Keith isn’t evil??? I think he’s tring to make me laugh to death! Is that possible?“
•Keith is so happy to have a thing™ with Hunk
•he feels so proud of himself whenever Hunk laughs
•he did that he made him happy
•Keith would do anything to make that laugh and that smile stick around
•and he finds that making jokes like this is a great stress relief for both of them so thats a plus
•keith dosnt know when he started to automatically seak out Hunk when entering a room
•Hunk doesnt know when he started keeping a constant eye out for Keith
•really tho if you see one of them you probably see the other too and they are probably most definitely both trying to stifle a laughing fit

well I was bored and decided to take a look at the Missing Richie Tozier poster whle writing a Reddie one-shot and I notcied something.

If you look at the height and weight, it seemed a little weird to me. And I know Finn is a pretty skinny kid, so I decided to see what the BMI was just to see.

So 61 inches equal to 5′1 and it says he’s 90 pounds. So Richie Tozier is freaking underweight. And I know he could just be someone who has a hard time puting on weight. But we all know that Richie’s parents being terrible is literally cannon. 

So, I had sort of a headcannon. Richie’s mom is an alcohloic and his dad is straight up neglectful. It is also cannon that his dad pretty much bullies him and cna be emotoinally/mentally abusive. So, most of Richies meals are what he can get and make for himself. But his parents don’t really give him money. He only gets what’s leftover from his dad’s cigerette money and what he can find left around the house. His mom doesn’t go food shopping, she’s too busy drinking herself into a stupor and his dad simply doesn’t care. So there are days were Richie’s only meals are what he can get from school and mouch off his friends. Hence being underweight. 

When the other Loser’s find out that Richie is practically starving at home, they always bring him extra food. they know he’s too embarrased and proud to simply accept help, so they disguise it. The pack extra food at lumch, and say they’re too full for it. After offering it to the group and everyone says no, they ask Richie. Richie, who is hungry, will of course take it. They invite him to dinner at their houses, saying their parents insist on it, when really they told theur parents and their parents are more than happy to help. THey even make extra food for Richie to take home as leftovers. Richie kinda has an idea what they’re doing, and tries to thank them because he really loves his friends. But they’re like “what are you talking about, Richie? We just have extra food.” and he loves them even more. 

I just love The Loser’s Club and I love Richie Tozier because I see so much if myself in him. They all must be loved and protected. 

I love watching Batman and justice league cartoons because you get to see how much of a dork Bruce Wayne actually is

Like

•he whines at Alfred when he has to go on a television interview (“do I have to Alfred?”)
•he gets super pouty when his car gets totally wrecked and then he gets super excited when he builds a new one and takes it for a joy ride
•try’s way too hard at making super lame jokes
•his favorite icE CREAM IS CHOCOLATE THATS SUPER CUTE OKAY
•pulled the lamest of lame jokes on Alfred on April fools day
•when Dick says he wants his super hero name to be Robin and Bruce is just “…like the bird?”
•does all these super over the top jumps and kicks just because he fucking can
•just stands off in the distance doing his “hmmmmm” thing
•he’s constantly showing his kids off and joking around with them and is super proud of them and he’s actually a good dad
•bRoke INTO THE FUCKING WATCHTOWER DATA BASE AND CALMLY STARTED WORKING WHILE THE LEAGUE STARED ON IN HORROR
•Bruce will never get out of his costume unless Alfred makes him
•he’s super dramatic when he puts the costume on–so much so that he fucking hurt himself when putting on a glove
•does this huge dramatic reveal of the leagues identities to flash and has this stupid gay dopey smile when he does it
•gets super flustered around the girl he likes and the kids make fun of him. Constantly
•tore up someone’s basement and told them to have a nice day and then just fucking left
•he just goes off into these rants and monologues
•he probably tears across buildings and rooms in a full on naruto run just so he can be gone by the time the person he’s talking to turns around
•tells a raccoon it has a nice mask Jesus Christ
•gets doused with joker gas and has pretty nice laugh actually–but he laughs at everything and Alfred is just “go lay the fuck down”
•he probably scopes out the building with the perfect lighting and wind speed so his cape can blow dramatically in the wind
•Batman: he’s not one for much conversation
Robin: like you can talk
•he puts headphones in and listens to hard rock music at classical concerts like a dick
•diVES IN FRONT OF HIS BATLINGS WHEN EVER THEYRE IN TROUBLE HES SUCH A GOOD DAD OKAY
•he just glares until he gets his way
•stayed kidnapped for a whole two days for the dramatics of it
•everything he does is for the dramatic aesthetic and Alfred always calls him out (“aesthetic or death Alfred!” *cue dramatic cape flip*)

“Prom was invented just to make girls starve so they can fit in a dress and compete over a stupid title.”

“Uh –” Derek blinks, eyes his sister dubiously, “I’m not a girl?”

Cora huffs. “Whatever.”

In the kitchen Laura bursts out laughing. “Don’t worry.” She yells. “Cora is just jealous she will have to wait five years to go to her own prom.”

“I’m not going!” Cora yells back. “Prom is stupid, I don’t even know why you’re going,” she tells Derek, “it’s not like you know how to have fun.”

Derek raises an eyebrow while Laura just laughs harder. “Oh my god.” Their older sister says. “I stay away for six months and Cora turns into a sassy queen.” She walks into the living room, pretends to wipe at her eyes. “I’m so proud.”

“You two are ridiculous.” Derek says, turning around. “And I’m just going because Erica promised to pay me. With ice cream.” Then he gives Cora a wicked smile. “That I’m not going to share with either of you.”

“You are the worst brother!” Cora yells as he begins to climb the stairs. “And I hope you fall on your ass while trying to dance!”

“Can’t hear you!” Derek’s cell begins to ring. “Too busy getting ready to prom!”

Laura lets out a high-pitched laughter. “I love you two so much.”

Derek shakes his head fondly, closes his bedroom door behind himself just as Cora tells Laura to shut up. “Hey.” He answers the phone, collapsing on his bed. “What’s up?”

“Yo,” Stiles answers, “whatcha doing?”

“Listening to my sisters fight.” He says, snorting when he hears his dad start complaining about all the yelling and ‘no, Cora, I’m not letting you go to prom, you’re thirteen!’. “I’m gonna have to check the trunk of my car tomorrow night.”

Stiles laughs. “She’s not that good.”

“If you keep teaching her, she will be.” Derek blurts out, curses himself mentally when he realizes it came out harsher than he intended.

It’s just – sometimes he can’t help it. He’s known Stiles since they were four, Cora wasn’t even born then, but one day she turned eleven and Stiles became her new favorite person. Stiles couldn’t find it funnier and took Cora as his little apprentice. He even taught her how to cheat on Mario Kart.

He’s never taught Derek that.

Derek rolls his eyes, thinks about his little sister still downstairs pouting and trying to convince their dad that she’s old enough to go out. He shouldn’t be jealous of her, but the thing is – he grew up with two sisters, he knows how to share toys and food, but he doesn’t know how to share Stiles.

Because Stiles is his.

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do you ever think about how the musical number in tatinof was actually dan’s idea but in tatinof they present it as phil’s. and ever wonder if maybe that’s because wanting to have a musical number didn’t fit with the dinof branding. and about how dan talked about wanting to change his username before tatinof but he couldn’t because because is not on fire is in the name of their stage show so he couldn’t just drop it while they were on tour. and do you ever think about how maybe the internet is here is just another piece of evidence of dan’s growing comfort with showing who he really is and what he actually wants to his audience. and how dan’s branding may not have held him back, per se, but rather been at conflict with some things he wanted to do. and how dan never really grew out his theatre days and dreams of being on stage in front of so many people. and how he got to live that dream. and how now he has curly hair and his username is daniel howell and he talks about boys and wears oversized sweaters and sometimes nail polish. and then get proud of dan for how far he’s come. and happy that he feels freer to show those facets of himself he hid.

because I do and then I get emotional.

Anything you can do...

So, some context… Our DM, Bard and Ranger have played together for years and the Thief and I (Cleric) just joined up a few sessions ago. We all love music and the Bard and DM decided to try and throw us for a loop… We use small yellow flags to indicate when we’re not in character, so they started ‘arguing’ OOC and well… this happened.

Bard: Anything you can do Bards can do better, Bards can do anything better than you

DM: No, they can’t

Bard: Yes, they can

DM: No, they can’t

Bard: Yes, they can

DM: No, they can’t

Bard: Yes, they can! Yes, they can!

DM: Anything Bards can be I will be greater. Sooner or later I’m greater than them

Bard: No, you’re not

DM: Yes, I am

Bard: No, you’re not

DM: Yes, I am

Bard: No, you’re not

DM: Yes, I am, yes I am

(Of course they had the ‘yellow flags’ up that we used to indicate that they were OOC… The Ranger decided to speak up, and forgot to use his flag, so we ran with it IC.)

Ranger: I can shoot a partridge with a single cartridge

Bard: I can get a sparrow with a bow and arrow

Thief: I can live on bread and cheese (He sounded so proud of himself for managing to get something into the exchange…)

Ranger: And only on that?

Thief: Yup!

Cleric: *rolls eyes and sounds so unimpressed* So can a rat (I couldn’t resist)

Thief: *mutters* I walked right into that one.

DM OOC: D&D home-brew the musical… Coming this fall to Broadway.

Everyone needed a break after that, we were all laughing too hard to talk.

Dating Shawn Mendes Would Include
  • FOREHEAD KISSES OH MY GOD SO MANY
  • when he’s really tired he becomes a koala
  • head in your neck
  • his hair would kind of be across the bottom of your cheeks and in your neck and just kind of everywhere but its like ok bc his hair can stop wars
  • his lips would press to your neck during these cuddling sessions
  • YOU WOULD GET TO SEE HIM SLEEP
  • his long eyelashes laying on his cheeks
  • his hair would be curlier and messier than normal
  • his cheeks would b THE CUTEST COLOR OF PINK/RED ALMOST LIKE ROSES
  • his skin would be kind of hot too like not warm but burning
  • he wouldn’t let u go while your sleeping either
  • he would groan if u had to leave
  • hIS GrOGGy aSS vOiCE
  • after like a month of dating and spending a lot of time together he would want you to meet his family bc they mean a lot to him but so do u and he is so proud to have found someone like u awwww
  • before he kisses you his BIG ASS HANDs would hold you face or your cheeks
  • i feel like he’s the jealous type
  • and because he’s a leo,,, he wants to be the ‘dominant’ one in the relationship whatever tf that means
  • tracing his tattoos oH LORd
  • homeboy can’t keep his hands to himself when he’s in the mod ;)
  • your friends would send him videos of u singing his songs and he would have THE MOST smug smile on his face
  • bc his gf/bf is whipped for him
  • when he comes home y’all are attached at the hip for the first three days
  • telling u all the places he wants to take u some day
  • you just love watching him perform because he looks so incredibly happy and you live for that smile of his
  • bear hugs when you haven’t seen each other in a while
  • “Shawnnn you’re crushing me.”
  • “Sorry sweetheart, I just missed you so much.”
  • singing to you when you can’t sleep
  • 80% of his songs being about you
  • watching him work out
  • when he doesn’t have to get up early, u can bet you’re staying in bed with him the whole morning
  • trying to cook something as simple as pasta but somehow burning it??
  • blowing kisses at you and vise versa
  • ranting to you about how canada is so much better than any other country
  • trying to teach you how to play guitar
  • wearing Shawn’s merch because you’re a proud girlfriend
  • never really getting into big arguments
  • he only time you guys really bicker is because Shawn overworks himself too much and you get worried
  • on the rare occasions you guys do get into an argument, both of you usually just need a little space and an hour later you guys say sorry and make up
  • Shawn not even giving girls that flirt with him the time of day because literally no one compares to you in his eyes
  • you not even noticing when a guy flirts with you because Shawn is your one and only
  • noticeable hickeys
  • “These are gonna be a bitch to cover up,” Shawn grumbles while looking in your direction
  • you just winking at him and planting a kiss on his cheek
  • you being one of the first people to hear his new music
  • “Your fans are going to freak when they hear this masterpiece Shawny”
  • constantly supporting each other in any new endeavors
  • late night talks about random things
  • Him looking at you backstage while he sings your favorite song
  • Having wand duels
  • His face of awe when he sees what your wearing to a red carpet
  • Being invited to go on his world tour
  • Butterfly kisses
  • Passionate kisses
  • Spending hours in Barnes and Noble
  • Netflix binge watching when he comes home
  • Facetime dates while he’s gone
  • Going live on his YouNow with him
  • Good night and good morning texts
  • Snapchats where he uses the funniest filters
  • His fans coming up to you and taking pictures with you both
  • Having him with you while you get your first tattoo, or just another tattoo
  • Spending hours just reading on a couch together
  • Frequent trips to Lush
  • Waiting for him at the airport along with his fans
  • Him always comforting you when the hate comments get to you.
  • You always touch his hair.
  • Both of you constantly singing in the car.
  • Lots of cuddling.
  • You being considered as a power couple.
  • People being jealous of you. - When you have a nightmare he holds you while you talk about it.
  • Shawn always braiding your hair, and he gets really good at it.
  • jamming to drake during a long car ride
  • Having a small wedding for friends and family only
No, Wait, You Got it All Wrong

You know what there’s not enough of? Canon compliant future fic where Stiles is a cop and he runs into Derek again. What’s that you say? There’s a ton of that?? Yes, true, but NOT ENOUGH.

“…. so then he says, ‘No, Officer, I swear to God this is the first time I’ve ever smoked up! I’ve never been in trouble with the law in my life! And I say, Billy, my man, you’ve been in trouble with me personally twice this month.” Stiles snorts at the memory. “Kid was so fucking high.”

Amanda must be halfway past tipsy, because she laughs uproariously into her beer at the mediocre punchline.

Stiles smiles. He’s satisfied with her reaction, with the warm murmur of the bar, with the buzz he’s got going… with just about everything, actually. After tonight, he’s looking at two full days off before he’s back on the beat, and the night’s still young. He leans back in his chair and takes a pull of his beer, savoring it.

Amanda glances towards the bar, probably considering a fourth round, and then visibly perks up as something near the front catches her eye.

“Oooh, Stiles,” she croons. “Look over at the door, like, just glance over.” She’s adjusted her gaze down at the table now, faking casual disinterest. Badly.

Stiles raises his eyebrows at her.

“This dude just walked in, he’s so your type,” she hisses. “C’mon, look! I’m telling you, six feet two inches of ‘yes, please, give it to me’ muscles, with some salt-and-pepper scruff icing. Unff.”

“Eh,” Stiles says, tipping his weight forward to hunch over the table. It’s not that he isn’t interested, exactly, but this is a cop bar and he doesn’t want to shit where he eats. Metaphorically.

“No, really,” Amanda insists. “He's… oh my God, he’s looking over here. He’s looking at you. Oh my God, Stiles, he’s coming over here!”

“No, he isn’t,” Stiles scoffs. He’s filled out a bit from high school and he’s finally competent at styling his hair, but he’s not that hot. Only Amanda’s sitting straight like a rod, eyes fixed on a point behind him that’s about where a six foot two man’s eyes would be.

“Stiles?”

He turns then, shooting to his feet before his brain’s quite caught up, because that voice is familiar like the back of his own hand.

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Star Spangled Man With A...

Avengers team x reader.

Warnings: swearing, violence, implied injury

Word Count: 1,759

First avengers fic please be nice


   “Y/n can you come here please?” Natasha called from somewhere on this floor.

Where on this floor was a completely different matter.

   “Where is ‘here’, Nat?” I called back, standing from my bedroom floor.

   “My room,” she shouted. “I need your help with something,”

I stepped out of my room into the dark hallway, and stealthily made my way to Natasha’s room. just casually using my shadow abilities to blend in with the darkness and travel through the shadows to get to Natasha’s room faster.

   “What do you need?” I leant on her door frame after stepping out of the shadows and watched as she awkwardly tried to assemble a step under her light. “What are you doing?”

   “I’m trying to change the light bulb but someone’s taken the ladder and I’m small,” she huffed as she stacked another book onto the pile of crap in the middle of her room.

I felt someone walked behind me and saw Bucky and Steve headed down the hallway. I caught Steve by the arm, making him stop.

   “Y’know Nat,” I said, dragging Steve into the room. “I can’t help you change your light, but the Star Spangled Man With A Plan Sure Can,”

I smiled like a goofus as they both stared at me and Bucky snorted before continuing down the hall giggling to himself.

   “You’re so proud of your shitty jokes aren’t you?” Natasha laughed finally.

   “Actually I’m just proud of getting that whole sentence out without fucking it up,” I grinned before skipping out of the room. and back into the darkness.

   “You guys swear so much,” I heard Steve mutter.


The following night we’d all settled in the huge living room to hang out and watch a movie.

I couldn’t remember the name of the movie but it had dragons which was cool.

   “Hey Tony,” I called across the room.

   “Yeah?” he said through a mouthful of popcorn.

   “Can you get a tanning bed for the tower?” I asked.

Natasha laughed and Sam choked on his drink at the randomness of my question.

   “Y/n we go outside daily what the hell for?” Tony chuckled at me.

   “I wanna force Steve into it so I can called him The Star Spangle Man With A Tan,” I said plainly, succeeding in holding in my laughter.

Clint clearly wasn’t trying as hard as me as he burst into a fit of giggles on the couch.

Bucky laughed and muttered something that sounded like “eat it Steve” But I couldn’t be sure.

Steve just shook his head turned the volume on the movie up.


The next day we went on a mission was the best I’d ever been on because Steve just kept finding himself in positions where I could take the piss.

The first was in the gym that morning we were working on an agility warm up game and Steve was explaining what he wanted us to do.

   “First you’re going to run the beam while dodging swinging punching bags,” He pointed to one end of the room where that course was set up. “Then you have to make it over the sponge pit via the money bars and avoid being hit with a dodge ball, and then you will climb over the A frame, rescue the ‘civilian’ and carry them back down to safety all the while being attacked by ‘Villains’” 

   “What’s the catch?” I crossed my arms as I looked at the very easy course.

   “You have to make it from here,” he gesture to the start of the track, and still keeping his first arm up he pointed to the end with the other. “To there in 30 seconds or less,”

I noticed he still had his arms both out pointing at each end of the course.

I nudged Natasha in the arm and chuckled.

   “Star Spangled Man With A Wide Arm Span” I stifled my laugh through one hand while pointing at Steve with the other.

   “Y/n your time limit is now 20 seconds,” Steve huffed before hitting the buzzer and Clint began running the course.


The Second time was when we were first out on our mission and some bad guys were fuckin shit up down-town with alien weapons.

A woman was cornered between some cars that had collided and a man with a very strange looking gun that blasted purple plasma rays.

I sank down into the shadow cast by the building I stood behind and traveled to the shadow under the cars behind the the man with the plasma gun.

Sliding out from under the car I kicked my leg out and brought him to the ground, elbowed him in the nose and took his gun.

While he lay squirming in pain on the ground I took the womans hand and began running as fast as I could drag her away from the man. Tossing the gun up to one of Tony’s uninhabited suits.

   “Cap where are you?” I shouted into the coms.

   “Be by your side in a second,” his voice rang in my ear. “Don’t move,”

I stopped running and withing second Steve landed on the hood of one of the bad guys cars right next to me and the woman, holding a couple more of the alien guns.

   “Give me the guns,” I said. “I’ll take them to the suits,”

He tossed the guns to me and I squealed.

   “DON’T THROW A PLASMA RAY AT SOMEONE YOU DOLT!” I shouted.

I secured my grip on the guns and turned to the woman.

   “Hi are you okay?” I asked her. “I’m Shadow what’s your name?”

   “I’m fine,” she said breathless, clearly ecstatic that she’d been saved by the avengers. “My name is Anne,”

   “Ugh YES” I was suddenly so very happy.

The woman looked very confused.

    “Star Spangled Man, Look After Anne,” I shouted as I shoved the woman into Caps arms and dove into another shadow before he could retaliate.


The last was when he was chasing a bad guy and was thrown back through the window of a bakery.

I fly kicked the bad guy into the wall and he slumped to the ground out cold.

   “Cap you okay?” I called as I climbed through the shattered window frame to see a few customers helping him stand. 

The owner of the bakery came around the counter with a pastry dish in her hands and gave it to me. 

I mean we just smashed through the wall of her shop surely it’s not a thank you?

Cap and I exited the bakery and were met by Hawkeye and Black Widow looking at us.

   “Whatcha got there?” Clint eyed the pastry dish in my hands.

It was now that I realised what it was. Immediately I handed it to Steve.

   “The Star Spangled Man With A Fruit Flan,” I put my hands on my hips and grinned proudly so wide my eyes were squinted shut.

My happy streak didn’t last very long because something impacted with the top of my head and I was suddenly very cold. 

And sticky.

I opened my eyes and wiped custard out of my eyes.

   “Did you just dump a perfectly good fruit flan on my head?” I turned and growled at Steve.

   “Dude we could’ve eaten that,” Clint whined.

Steve just smiled with pride that could have mirrored my own.


For the next week or so there was no joke I could have used at the right time so I just had to wait for the right opportunity.

One finally came along.

Cap and Black Widow were sent on a small mission and I was bored so I followed them in the shadows. 

During a scuffle between Cap and one of the targets, Cap was thrown from a 2 story roof and smashed into the roof of a parked (and thankfully empty) minivan.

I immediately pulled out my phone and snapped an unflattering photo of the scene and sank back into the shadows and portalled home.

I sat waiting for their return in the living room ready to project my photo onto the largest screen in the room. As soon as the walked in I called all the other to join me.

   “Guys, guys,” I was shaking with excitement.

   “oh god what did you do?” Bucky sighed with a laugh as I hopped back and forth from one foot to the other.

   “I snapped a really awesome photo,” I half squealed.

I clicked the button that projected what was on my phone to the tv screen and held my hands out in a presenting manner.

   “Ta-daaa!” I smiled and looked around the room at the confused faces of my team.

   “What exactly am I looking at?” Tony asked.

   “It’s The Star Spangled Man In A Minivan,” I yelled happily.

   “How did you even get that picture?” Steve looked astonished. “Did you follow us?”

   “No that would be creepy,” I giggled before sinking into the shadow in the floor and traveling into the hallway.

   “I don’t think anything will ever be as creepy as seeing a smiling chick sink into the floor,” I heard Clint shiver.


I woke up a few days later to F.R.I.D.A.Y telling my that I’d overslept and breakfast was being made in the kitchen where the others had already gathered.

I shot out of bed and ran out of my room, very annoyed at the well lit rooms and hallways that I could’t shadow travel through.

   “Please be Steve, please be Steve,” I chanted to myself as I sprinted down the hallway and jogged on the spot in the elevator to the recreation floor.

I got a number of odd looks from the team who were all assembled around the breakfast table when I burst into the kitchen very short of breath.

Much to my joy, I was greeted by the beautiful sight of Steve frying bacon and eggs on the electric stove.

I failed to control my laboured breathing and huffed my way to the island bench, awkwardly posing on the edge of the counter with a smug grin.

   “Y/n please don-” Steve looked so done but I cut him off.

   “Star Spangled Man With A Pan,” I wheezed with a proud smile. 

   “Damnit!” Clint beat his fist down on the table, startling most of the team. “I’ve been trying to thinkof one for ages I can’t be;live I missed that,”

   “Get your own joke Katniss,” I giggled, siting on the bar stool and winking at Steve.

   “You’re not getting any bacon,” he grumbled and plated some for everyone but me.

Jealousy Games 02

Description: You decide to play a game of push and pull with your ex Jungkook, bringing Jimin along for the ride.

Pairing: JungkookxReaderxJimin

Genre: Smut (M)

Word Count: 6.2k

Index: 01, 02, 03

Warnings: Jungkook’s POV, masturbation, dirty talk, voyeurism. 

A/N: Alright y’all. Here it is. After this chapter, we can officially head into everything @ellieljade and I have planned. You’re not ready, tbh. As always, thank you to Nicole for being my beta and soundboard. 

Enjoy~!

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