and who is the dork in the middle

one cannot have enough of cute and random aus so here have some more
  • “You’re the cute and quiet customer that frequents the coffee shop where I’m a barista and also where my rival barista works and we’re both fighting for your attention in increasingly creative and inconspicuous ways (making foam art, writing cheesy pick-up lines on your napkin etc. etc.)” AU.
  • “You’re my roommate who’s super cute and it’s the middle of the night and you’re cramming for your exams in your flannel pajamas and disheveled hair and it’s becoming increasingly hard for me not to kiss you” AU.
  • “You’re an Art student and I’m an English major and you keep stealing the papers for my assignment to doodle and I would kill you but you’re really cute and hey that’s actually a really nice sketch” AU.
  • “You’re the perpetual frowner in class and one day as I’m answering the teacher I intentionally make a very cheesy pun and I can hear crickets but you’re laughing out loud and that makes me feel very much accomplished” AU.
  • “The manager says the only reason the restaurant where we work at is popular is because people enjoy eating while watching our relentless flirting with each other but I swear to God we’re not flirting???” AU.
  • “I ditch prom to attend a local poetry slam and you’re also there and I never really noticed what a cute smile you have and hey do you maybe want to bond over our mutual love for ‘Howl’???” AU.
  • “You’re new in town and you seem very intimidating but as it turns out you have an awful sense of direction even with a map and you’re actually adorkable so here let me help you” AU.
  • “It’s Valentine’s Day and I’m single and you want to cheer me up but you can’t cook nor bake to save your life so you make me hot chocolate instead and it is delicious and I think I love you???” AU.
  • “It’s gym class and we’re playing volleyball and you spike really well and you manage to hit the ball square in my face and I think I’m bleeding and you’re apologizing profusely and it’s okay but you’re really cute so I guess I’ll take you up on that offer for coffee” AU.
  • “You’re the jerk-face customer that keeps on thumbing through their phone while ordering their drink so I exact revenge by spelling your name wrong on your cup and drawing phallic pictures on your coffee” AU.
  • “Our mutual friend invites us to go shopping with them and it’s kind of awkward and now you’re pushing them around the mall in a shopping cart and you’re both screaming like excited children and I’m paying the cashier and pretending I don’t know either of you” AU.
  • “Our mutual friend invites us for Thanksgiving dinner with their other friends and now there’s a full-fledged food fight going on with potatoes and turkey flying everywhere and we’re both seeking refuge under the table whilst sharing a bag of chips that you brought (just in case)” AU.
  • “You and I are both baristas at a coffee shop and one day I step out of the café to take a break and walk in on you gleefully drawing phallic pictures on the chalkboard outside that no one pays attention to so what are you doing?” AU.
  • “You and I go out to a sushi bar and the sushi chef yells at you for being allergic to a particular kind of fish and now you’re crying and I’m trying to comfort you” AU.
  • “You and I are at a sushi restaurant and you’re continuously snagging sushi off the belt that I have to pay for and you don’t seem to be going to stop anytime soon but you look so cute when you’re eating with that smile on your face what the hell man” AU.
  • “The mailman constantly mixes up your home address and mine together and keeps on sending me your letters and packages and I’m sorry I look through them but your life seems very interesting as well as those books on black magic in one of your packages so wanna talk about it over a cup of coffee?” AU.
  • “We’re both strangers sitting in the same booth at an eatery because all the other booths are full and you’re drawing smiley faces on your plate with ketchup and wow your concentrated frown is cute” AU.
  • “It’s our mutual friend’s wedding and they keep shoving us into each other because we’re the only ones at the ceremony who are single” AU.
  • “You’re my roommate and it’s way past midnight and you’re talking about how Charles Dickens inspired prison reform and how the moon must feel insignificant because it borrows light from the sun and this is all very interesting but will you please shut up and go to sleep” AU.
  • “You’re actually a really friendly and chill vampire and at night you float around outside of my bedroom window to talk with me about the universe and stuff” AU.
  • “You’re going through my sketchbook and giving questioning looks and I swear to God I’m just a deranged artist and not a serial killer” AU.
  • “We live next door to each other and I can see you through the window while you’re dancing to your iPod in your flannel pajamas and disheveled hair and God you’re a dork” AU.
  • “I’ve been standing in line at the coffee shop for hours and you casually cut through for your drink but also buy me my favorite blend and now I’m not so sure what to make of you” AU.
  • “I’m sick so you make me chicken soup and I’m really grateful but I’ve also seen you read books on magical spells and potion-making so I’m not sure if I should drink your soup in case it turns me into a toad” AU.
  • “There’s a scrawny black cat in our neighborhood that hates everyone and everything but follows you around for some reason and I see you pet it and feed it fish fries are you a witch” AU
  • “I’m a perpetual frowner and most certainly not a morning person and I work part-time at a breakfast bar and your disheveled hair and content smile as you eat my waffles and scrambled eggs is the only thing that can get me to smile” AU.
  • “You’re the one in class who has tattoos all over their arms and piercings and everybody’s scared of you and one day I catch you watching cat videos and doodling in the middle of a lecture and wow you’re a dork” AU.
  • “I work part-time as a cashier at the local corner store and you come here regularly to shop and bond with me over the microwavable chicken bites so how about I take you out on a proper date instead?” AU.
  • “I’m the owner of a magic shop and you discover my magics one day when you walk in on my cat flying around inside the shop on a broom and now I have to take you in as my apprentice or turn you into a toad” AU.
  • “You’re the health-conscious med student and I’m the chain-smoking art student who’s also your barista and you leave me notes on smoking and lung health on your napkins and also a 20-page essay on lung cancer tucked under your saucer” AU.
  • “You’re a tea-lover yet you come to the coffee shop where I work at just to see my foam art and you give me hefty tips regularly so I’ve taken it upon myself to master the art of tea-making just for you” AU.
  • “I’m a fashion major and I’m working on my illustrations and maybe I’ve had too much coffee but I swear I just saw one of the mannequins move so here I am calling you in the middle of the night please help I’m scared” AU.
  • “You work at a fast food restaurant and as you hand me my food you lecture me for ruining my health what is this hypocrisy” AU.
  • “I’m egging a random person’s house to relieve stress and you join me and as it turns out the house belongs to your ex and now they are chasing us as well as the police and now we’re both in jail waiting to be bailed so um you wanna talk about it?” AU.
OT3 goodness
  • We specifically bought this mini-van instead of a car because it has three seats in the font but now all we do is argue about who gets to sit in the middle
  • Our group chat is mostly just Person A serenading the both of us with song lyrics and dirty messages oh my god this fucking dork…oh shit now I’m kinda aroused one of you fuckers meet me for lunch asap
  • We all tried to spit our toothpaste in the sink at the same time and ended up banging our heads together and communicating in unintelligible noises due to having too much fucking toothpaste in our mouths oh my god will one you just spit first I’m so tired I want to go to bed
  • Person A always sleeps in the middle because they are the smallest but that also means that sometimes they end up like a whole half of the way down the bed by morning and more than once now we’ve both been terrified we accidentally suffocated them in the night
  • Person B is literally so fucking ticklish and we tickle-attack them so often that we think they might actually secretly hate us and have plans to leave us
  • Your parents are super supportive of our relationship which is really nice but every year your mom knits us three matching Christmas sweaters and we have no choice but to wear them and now the entire extended family knows we’re all together and it can get kinda awkward at times but oh well I love you both so much, hey Person A show us your childhood bedroom
  • I SWEAR I HAVEN’T WORN A PAIR OF MY OWN UNDERWEAR IN OVER A YEAR THERE IS JUST SO MUCH FUCKING UNDERWEAR IN THIS HOUSEHOLD GODDAMN
  • You and I were innocently making out but then I got aroused and so did you but we knew Person C would be home literally any minute so we just decided to wait for them at which point they walked through the door and took one look at our faces and realized exactly what was going on before sighing at us disappointingly and taking off their shirt
  • You two are such trouble-makers and I am literally cleaning up after you 24/7 please be adults for like one second and no both of you simultaneously smothering me in neck kisses isn’t going to make me less mad….but carry on anyways
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I got requests for the Pocky game, so here’s my take on what would happen.  ;) 

For those who haven’t heard of it, Pocky are these stick-shaped chocolate covered cookie things, and the Pocky game is where two people start eating a Pocky stick from each end. The person whose mouth comes off the Pocky first, or whoever gets to the middle first loses. If the participants end up kissing, it’s a tie.  ^_~

Bonus:

max has been in town less than a week. like, four days at the most. how has he already turned into 

this cool guy when he has done so many weird, weird things? like, he did some weird things.

acrobatics? in math class???

he got deputized

fought in school, to which everyone was like

did this whole “i’m in a really cool snake forest but no one else can see it so they look at me like

this.”

is he extorting a teacher???? his classmates wonder

confronted a strange tooth-filled beast in the school hallway

did some more acrobatics

got blackmailed by someone in the middle of gym

broke both his arms 

had this conversation-

in front of a group of his peers

look at all those hands. the hands of people who watched him psycho-analyze a known tyrant.

okay technically none of his classmates saw these but look at what he’s doing to the administration

he had this talk with lisa in front of a crowd of people

and that’s a lot of people to yell at lisa in front of

and, of course, he did this:

he played the recorder. 

how could anyone think this kid is cool?

werewolf mcswearwolf
  • so Remus curses like a fucking sailor
  • he tried to censor himself for a hot minute first year and then he met James, Sirius and Peter
  • and man, do those boys make him swear from hell to high water
  • but i mean come on we know it’s mostly Sirius
  • so anyway, Remus finds it really amusing that people think he’s the ‘innocent’ one
  • and one of his favorite past times is abusing this fact 
  • wether it’s studying with Lily
  • “Merlin’s bloody fucking tit”
  • “REMUS”
  • Or in class with McGonagall
  • “Oh my fucking god”
  • “Mr. Potter, see me after class”
  • anyway fifth year rolls around and Remus is loading his trunk onto the Hogwarts Express and drops it on his foot
  • “fucking shIT FUCK
  • “Moony! Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?!”
  • and Remus turns around and there’s Sirius, looking for all the world as if he’s just been deeply offended
  • Remus just rolls his eyes and drags his idiot ass onto the train
  • and for the first couple of days into the term, everytime Remus swears Sirius charms his mouth to be cleaned out with soap
  • which happened a shit ton bc my lord did these two spend all their time together
  • thankfully it only lasted a few days
  • so the following weekend Remus returns to the dorm from the shack
  • now despite the fact that they’ve been living with a werewolf for almost five years, the boys still forget that Remus has excellent hearing
  • and just as he’s about to enter he hears James and Sirius talking about him
  • James is trying to coax Sirius into admitting why the fuck Remus has had bubbles coming out of his mouth for the past couple of days
  • “I just can’t help it, Prongs, Remus swearing is so fucking hot.
  • and Remus just stands there, eyes wide and blushing lightly at first 
  • before all of that is wiped away suddenly by a huge smirk
  • so the next day in Charms, James and Sirius are sitting at one table while Remus and Peter are sharing the one next to them
  • and in the middle of the lesson, Remus raises his hand
  • Sirius pays no mind bc Remus is capable of being a fucking dork at times
  • and when Remus is called on, he just lets out a whole string of curses
  • “Professor, pardon my french, but why the fuck can we conjure water but not food? Seems pretty bloody stupid if you ask me.”
  • and everyone’s just staring at Remus bc who the fuck is this guy
  • poor Flitwick, shocked into silence, is barely able to squeak out “McGonagall” “office” “now”
  • grinning cheekily, Remus gets up, grabs his stuff, and throws a wink at Sirius
  • and that my children is the day Sirius finally dragged Remus into a broom cupboard and snogged his brains out 
  • the end 

@gayradwhitedad i don’t know what im doing rip

Parties were fun now.

It’s not like parties weren’t fun before - it’s just, now that everyone was more themselves after the whole squip incident, it made things ultimately better. Jeremy didn’t feel so alone when he was with these people - his friends - because they all liked him for him and he actually enjoyed going out with them.

Moving across the street, Jeremy watched everyone with fond eyes, his cheeks red and his chest warm from the numbing buzz of the alcohol. Rich and Jake were running around - well, Rich was limping around - way ahead of the entire group, Christine was with the rest of the girls a few feet ahead, while he and Michael lagged behind the rest of them, arms wrapped around eachother for support.

They were all walking in the middle of the street, already a few blocks away from the party they were originally at - they didn’t know where they were going, but they were leaving and Jeremy was okay with that.

Michael suddenly stopped walking, causing Jeremy to look away from everyone and at his best friend, who was staring past him. Turning around, he noticed they were standing in front of their park - the park where they spent most of their childhood at, playing games and chasing each other around like the dorks they were.

“C'mon!” Michael cried, grabbing Jeremy’s hand. Allowing Michael to drag him to the park, he blushed over the warm hand in his, staring down at the ground.

“Look!” Michael shouted, causing Jeremy to look up and - oh no.

“Do you remember when we used to try and climb the tube slide?” He asked, pointing up at said tube slide, which they were standing in front of.

Jeremy nodded, scrunching his eyebrows together as he eyed the Tube of Doom. “Yeah, I do.” The flickering light from the street lamp next to the park made it all the more menacing. He shuddered.

Michael snorted at Jeremy’s actions, removing his hand from the tall boy’s so he could walk over to the slide. Placing a hand on it, he grinned and looked at his friend. “Remember how you could never do it because you sucked at climbing?”

“Yes!”

“You were so bad!” Michael snorted again, making Jenemy throw his hands in the air in mock offence.

“I was scared of falling off!” He cried, crossing his arms over his chest. He pouted. “Besides, I could totally do it now.”

Michael’s eyes lit up mischeviously. “Oh really?”

“Really!”

“Alright, then do it.”

Jeremy froze, staring at him, his jaw dropped. Glancing up at the tube slide, he shuffled a bit, nearly taking a step back. He wasn’t actually planning on climbing it, not right now.

Michael gasped, bringing the tall boy’s attention to him. He was still grinning, but he looked like he was on the verge of laughter, fully leaning against the slide now. “Oh my God - you’re still scared, aren’t you?” He teased.

Jeremy, now wanting to prove Michael wrong, was already moving forward. “Shut up, no I’m not,” “ He cried, voice cracking on the ‘scared’. "YOU’RE scared!”

Michael took a step back, his smile dropping as Jeremy stepped onto the end of the tube slide and hoisted himself up onto it. Taking a step back, he held his hand in front of him as if he we’re ready to catch Jeremy if he fell.

“Jeremy, it’s fine if you don’t want to - I was just joking!” He called, but Jeremy just replied with some random weird noise.

Grabbing at the slide, Jeremy forced himself to moved up higher, ignoring Michael’s giggles and snorts from behind him. There was no,way he was going to back out of this now, they killed fucking super computers together, there was no way a SLIDE was going to stop him now.

Gripping onto the sides of the slide, Jeremy decided to glance down at Michael - and immediately regretted it. God, he was so high up and Michael looked so tiny okay not very tiny but tiny enough and if he fell down he would totally die and then it would be Michael’s fault and then Michael would go to prison and —

“Jeremy, you don’t have to do this to prove a point!” Michael called up, making Jeremy blink. Looking down at his hand, which were white from gripping the slide so hard, he relaxed his grip and continued up.

“N - no!” He shouted, voice cracking. “I did this and now I’m comitti -” Jeremy looked down again and squeaked. “HOW DID YOU DO THIS WHEN YOU WERE TEN?!” He shrieked, earning another wheezing laugh from Michael.

Ignoring his sweaty hands, he closed his eyes and gulped, forcing himself up higher. Just relying on the feel of the slide, he continuously reached up and grabbed the slide, doing it until he couldn’t grab anything anymore no matter how far he reached.

Opening his eyes slowly, he saw his hand sticking in the air, grabbing at nothing. Looking around, he let out a strangled noise when he realized that he did it. He actually fucking did it!

“HOLY SHIT, YOU DID IT!” Michael screamed from below, as if reading his mind.

Jeremy threw his hands in the air in victory, despite how fast his heart was beating against his rib cage, screaming right back at Michael. “I DID IT!”

Feeling himself wobble, he immediately grabbed onto the slide, holding on for dear life. Looking around, he kaufged nervously, then looked down at the boy below. “Hey, uh, I don’t think I can get down.”

Everything was silent for a moment, the two of them just staring at each other before Michael burst into laughter, his voice echoing into the night air.

“You’re kidding!” He managed to wheeze out, hugging himself in an attempt to calm down. It failed.

“I’m not!” Jeremy cried, looking back at the slide. He honesty couldn’t find a single way to get down without falling off. God, he didn’t want to die this way.

Hearing Michael shout a quick “oh my god”, he turned his attention back to him to yell, but froze. There he stood, Michael Mell, laughing his dorky laugh without a worry in the world in front of a flickering street lamp at two in the morning - arms clutching at his stomach, cheeks flushed from the alcohol and laughter, hair sticking up in every place possible, glasses askew, freckles in every spot upon his cheeks that jeremy had memorized so long ago, his signature red hoodie crumpled - a perfect man.

“I love you.” Jeremy blurted out without thinking, so captivated by the man below him.

Michael’s laughter caught in his throat, making him choke and cough. Looking up at Jeremy with wide eyes, he called out between coughs. “You – what?!”

Well, Jeremy was already going to die anyways. Might as well get it out.

“I’m in love with you!” He called out, leaning over the slide to get a better look at Michael.

“Jeremy, you’re slipping!” Michael shouted, though his voice was muffled from the hands that covered it. His entire face was hot.

“I know!”

“Get down!” Michael pointed at the ground, looking around, trying to calm his beating heart and ignore what was happening because Jeremy was insane and he was going to fall off and die somehow.

“No! I need you to know that I love you!” Jeremy shouted, voice high pitched and wavering, not even bothering to hold onto the slide anymore.

“Are you INSANE?!” Michael shrieked, running his hands through his hair, pulling at it a bit. God, Jeremy needed to get down now.

“I don’t know, maybe –” All it took was for Jeremy to lean forward a little bit, and then he was off, hitting the ground roughly with a loud shout.

Gasping for air, he stared out at the sky, the stars twinkling above him brightly. Through the ringing in his ears, he heard the sound of feet tapping against the ground and then suddenly Michael’s face appeared in his vision and all of the stars in the sky seemed dim compared to the freckles on his best friends face.

Jeremy liked that he could see Michael’s freckles now.

“My chest hurts,” He wheezed, his voice coming out hoarse. Michael smiled suddenly, relieved giggles slipping past his lips.

“You just fell from a ten to fifteen foot slide, I would imagine it would.” Michael replied, his voice high pitched and his cheeks burning, sitting with him as his friend tried to calm his gasps for air, his mind racing. Jeremy said he love you, Jeremy said he loved you, Jeremy said he loved you –

“So..” He whispered without even realizing, basically staring at Jeremy, who was staring back.

“So..”

“You love me.”

“I.. d - did say that, yes.”

“Did you.. mean it?” Michael asked, his voice as high pitched as it was before, his entire face as red as his hoodie.

Jeremy felt his own face heat up, but he swallowed and forced himself to nod. “I did m - mean that yes!” He squeaked out, his voice cracking on the 'mean.’

Michael made a weird noise and looked away, covering his mouth. The two of them say in an awkward silence, one too lost in his thoughts, the other literally just screaming in his head the entire time.

“I love you too.” Michael suddenly said, watching as Jeremy sat up the quickest Michael haf ever seen him move in his life, his blue eyes wide and full of hope.

“W - what?!” He cried, his voice cracking.

“I love you too!” Michael cried again, wondering if his face could get any hotter before it sets itself on fire.

Jeremy suddenly jumped up onto his knees, scooting closer to Michael, who’s eyes widened from the sudden closeness. He leaned back a bit, covering most of his face except for his eyes again - the taller boy’s own face was red too.

“Why are you blushing, you said it first!” He wheezed out through his hands, somehow making Jeremy turn an even darker shade of red.

“That’s different!” He squeaked, looking away. The two of them sat there for a moment, too close yet not close enough, silent and awkward. Jeremy slowly looked back at Michael.

“Can we kiss now?”

Michael suddenly shot up off the ground, turning around. “You’re so embarrassing!” He shouted, heading back towards the street, moving in quick, long strides. He heard Jeremy standing up behind him but he didn’t turn around or stop.

“Wait, Michael, come back! I fell off of a slide!”

“SHUT UP THAT WAS YOUR OWN FAULT!”

Now that they were standing on Jeremy’s doorstep, awkwardly standing side by side, Jeremy almost wished he didn’t say anything.

The two of them had walked home in dead silence, too lost in their thoughts to even think about anything to say - but now that they were here, the two of them were at a loss for words, avoiding eye contact the entire time.

“N - Nice, uh, weather we’re having tonight,” Jeremy managed to squeak out, making Michael look at him with wide eyes.

Letting a chokes laugh slip past his lips, Michael blushed and looked down at the ground, running a hand through his hair. “Oh my God, you’re making this so awkward.”

The tall boy suddenly looked at him, mouth dropping, hands grabbing at the air as he tried to stammer his way through whatever this was. “Wh – I – shut up, I - I’m trying to figure out what to s - say!!”

“That’s your problem, stop trying to hard!” Michael shot back, shoving his hands into his pockets, making no effort to look at him. He was just so embarrassed and his heart was beating so, so fast..

The two of them stood there some more, Michael picking at his hoodie while Jeremy rocked back and forth. At the time they both looked at each other, opening their mouths, but faltering at the sight of the other one doing the same.

Michael closed his mouth, and Jeremy took the chance and spoke. “T - Thank you, for coming to the party.. with me.” He mumbled.

Blinking, his friend smiled slightly. “Of course, I would go anywhere with you.”

A second past before they both realized what Michael said, and then their faces were as red a cherries. Looking away, Jeremy rubbed his cheek, smiling at nothing and everything at the same time.

“I had a f - fun time I guess -” He reached for the door knob, pulling the door open. He heard a faint shuffling as he stepped inside, turning around immediately to look at Michael, who just looked even more stunning because of the light shining on him from inside his house.

“Y - Yeah, me too!” Michael said quickly. They were silent again, and Jeremy wished for death quietly as he started go close the door.

“O - Okay, goodnight I gue – ” Before he could even finish his sentence, Michael’s foot appeared at the bottom of the door, keeping it from fully closing. Grabbing the door knob, Michael pulled the door open quickly, eyes wide and full of hope.

“Can I kiss you?!” He shouted, feeling his cheeks heat up again and oh my god he’s blushing so bad and Jeremy is staring he should have just left oh god –

“Yeah -” Jeremy squeaks out, his voice quieter than before. Michael jumps at the sound of it, but immediately steps closer to his tall friend - boyfriend? Oh well.

The two of them shuffle awkwardly before Michael just decides to grab onto his shirt and pull him down a bit, their lips hovering just above one another’s, their breaths mixing. Leaning forward quickly, he attempted to initiate the kiss, but their teeth flanked together and Michael’s glasses nearly jabbed Jeremy in the eye, causing him to pull away.

The two stared at each other, blinking, before Michael burst into laughter. Jeremy watched him, noticing the familiar little things like the crinkle near his eyes and the light shining in his eyes. Feeling better, he joined him quickly, feeling the previous tension melt from his shoulders.

“That - that was such a bad kiss,” Michael wheezed, resting his forehead against Jeremy’s shoulder as he laughed. Jeremy blushed, his laughter dying down shortly after that.

After Michael calmed down, the two sat there like that for a while before Jeremy spoke up again. “M - Maybe we should try again.”

Looking back up at him, Michael searched his eyes before softly saying, “Okay.”

Leaning down, Jeremy made sure to avoid his glasses and gently pressed his lips to Michael’s. Feeling his heart beat soar, he reached up and cupped Michael’s face, gently brushing his thumb against his cheek. The kids was sweet and soft and slow, but it was exactly what these boys had wanted for so long.

Pulling away, Michael gave Jeremy a blinding grin, his cheeks still a dark red.

“That was much better.”

anonymous asked:

Do you have any evak + girl squad headcanons?<3

Okay let me just say I live for evak and the girl squad. Like so so so much. The birthday one shot I did for Even’s birthday was basically just a massive girl squad and Isak hanging out fest. I am obsessed haha

  • So just like the boy squad the girl squad and evak work all for so many different reasons depending on the girl. So Even and Noora find themselves in serious discussions about women’s rights and human rights and equality all together. Even is actually one of the few people that make Noora rethink things she was so sure were the only way to think about them. They listen to each others perspectives and then broaden the way they originally think about something, and it is both beautiful and annoying because Isak is just like ooohhhh eeem geee stop. And then omg Chris cracks up Even so much. her jokes and omg omg omg 
  • Okay so Chris does not let Even forget that she had this ‘connection’ with Isak. She is all “So Even, you know I am really glad that Isak found you because, I mean we kinda had a thing” and Even raises his eyebrows and is like “really?” she nods “Oh yeah, gawd our energy, the sexual tension, it was electrifying!” then she lowers her head in pity “poor Isak tho, He tried to make me jealous once which didn’t work, and then by the time he would have been ready to profess his love for me I had already found my Kasper. I can tell it really cut him up.” Even is just like “wow, I had no idea” and she is all “yeah it hurt so much that no other girl could compare. But I mean I’m just glad he finally got over me,” And Even laughs and says “same Chris, same.” 
  • And then ahhh Eva and Isak are finally reunited. They had such a precious friendship before the snake stuff went down and now they are baaack. They like have so many silly inside jokes and do such fun and silly stuff together that just makes everyone smile and go “ahhh you two” Like Isak and Eva’s super cute and adorable shenanigans truly come out together and Even and Vilde just sit there all heart eyed as they watch Isak and Eva compete to see who can fit the most marshmallows in their mouths. (this of course leads to some inappropriate jokes from the girls, especially Chris who says something along the lines of “this is really a competition to see who is better at fitting something else in their mouths” Even laughs of course and gives her a dick joke of his own. they are adorable) 
  • Oh and Eva showers Even in stories of baby Isak. of all the goofy stuff he did in middle school, and how his obsession with trying to rap began. And she leans forward and whispers “I’m pretty sure he actually thinks he’s really good so just go with it so we can get more footage of him being a dork” And Even is like “That won’t be a problem” and shows her the million videos he has secretly taken of Isak doing silly things and it is amazing and Eva is giggling and telling him a story for every video he shares with her. And it is like so perfect. <3 
  • Ahhh Sana my angel Sana gets along so well with our boys. Her and Isak are so so close (as we know) and they just mock each other and banter in such a fond way. It is adorable. and then Sana pays out Isak to Even which he loooooves but then Just like Sana and Isak, Even and Sana talk about so much issues that are happening in society and religion and cultural beliefs and basically their own personal values that truly make them understand each other and feel less alone. It’s beautiful. Sana clearly has a soft spot for both these boys which the girls tease her about immensely. Because this one time Even corrected her and the whole table just gasped and went into a dead silence, waiting for Sana to put him in his place buuuut instead she was like “Oh yes. Thank you. So anyway…” and they are just like OMG and now they laugh and go “Sana is a softie!” and Sana just glares and is like “I can make you all disappear.” 
  • And then Vilde omg I love Vilde + evak. I actually want to write a real drabble about this one day (I will when I finish the prompts and get a chapter out for each fic ahhh) so anyway this one is so funny because Isak and Even absolutely adore and love Vilde buuuut in completely different ways. So to Isak, Vilde is that super annoying little sister who is just like always there asking him things and telling him things and interrupting kissy time with his boyfriend and he is just like “oh my gawd Vilde I don’t care what dress you are wearing! Just cos I am dating a boy doesn’t mean I know fashion. gawd” And then she lectures him on his manners and he tells her to look in a mirror and she says I was gonna say the same to you but then I thought you would probably break it and they just totally bicker like siblings and it’s adorable. But then Even, oh Even he finds Vilde so endearing and sweet and he just wants to protect her and keep her happy and safe from the world. So this makes things awkward cos he is always like “Vilde join us to the movies tonight!” when she is complaining about having no plans and Isak is just like “ummm baby what the actual hell” because it always turns into Vilde rambling and Even listening politely while Isak is rolling his eyes and mumbling under his breath. He really does love her tho. Like if anyone actually hurt Vilde he would be the first to be like “I will defeat you with my muscles” and Even would be all “Isak you are the softest boy I know” and Isak is all “I am the master at fighting” and Even is just like “Okaaaaay sure Jan” 

Ahhh omg this is ridiculously long and probably not very good. I think I will try to make a better girl squad and evak headcanon in the future haha sorry for messing this up :( 

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why did no one tell me about this

Most important changes: 

  • The hostage situation at Prescott was supposed to be about Clem, not Javi. In the final game, the New Frontier does not know that Clem is at Prescott, so the Prescott group doesn’t realize her history with the group until they are forced to confront the New Frontier in episode 2. 
    • Tripp, the true MVP, sides against giving Clem over to the New Frontier: “It’s the New Frontier, Connie. I ain’t throwing her to those fucking hyenas. Besides, she’s a good shot and we may need one.”
    • Conrad doesn’t like Clem very much. 
  • There was supposed to be a tense stand-off between Wellington and (apparently, according to the video maker) the New Frontier in Clem’s flashback if she stayed in Wellington with AJ. 
  • The audio includes Clem and Gabe’s (rather cute, actually) conversation, which was too quiet to hear in the final game, after Gabe threatens to shoot Conrad: 
    • Clem: You okay?
    • Gabe: Yeah?
    • Clem: You know, that was really impressive back there, what you did. 
    • Gabe: You think so?
    • Clem: I didn’t know anyone could point a gun at someone and still look like such a huge dork. 
    • Gabe: Haha, oh come on!
    • Clem: No, it was really scary! I thought you might shoot your own foot off. 
  • Audio near the end is of Max (the beanie-wearing douchebag from the New Frontier at the gate who Clem gives the middle finger to) getting devoured by walkers, hell ya
  • Audio at the end is of David getting branded, so I assume either they cut out a flashback of this or are saving this for a future ep. 

Some other things I found interesting/cute: 

  • Originally, Eleanor would have stolen Tripp’s truck rather than taking Javi and Clem back to the junkyard on horses. 
  • Kate calling Clem “that tween with the gun” awww
  • Clem re: Mari’s candy bar - “She’ll have to settle for half.” 
  • Clem: “Keep your eyes closed and count to a hundred before you go. And NO SPEED COUNTING. Mississippis. Got it?” 
  • Clem: “We could hang for this!” No foreshadowing please and thank you
  • Eleanor: “Right. Must have been the other handsome young Latino stranger in town.” 
Freckles in Fluorescent Lights

Sweat, mild panic, and crowded queues filled uneasy within their stomachs. The night was growing darker and the aches for sleep drew on through their bodies. Bags grew heavy, and security lines beeped as another person forgot to take their phone out of their pocket going through the metal detector. 

Leaving the country was a lot easier than entering, and by this time Daniel had almost had a nervous breakdown and never wanted to come back. He slipped on his shoes and bumped his shoulder into Phil’s, a comforted gesture of we’ve made it through the hard part. The rest of the Lester family was up ahead while the two famous boys lingered behind, dragging their feet across the glossy floor. 

“I hate taking red eyes” mumbled Dan from the corner of his mouth, sticking close to his friend. The bubble of fear rose from their stomachs as they waited for the pounce of an audience member seeing them in an airport yet again. Every passer by was glued to their phones or slumped over asleep in their chairs, waiting for their gates to open and fly where they needed to be. They each gazed at the human activity in its habitat that was a busy airport. Silently wishing safe travels to everyone including themselves. 

Stopping at their gate it was hard to find spots for all six of them to sit together. Dan and Phil volunteered to sit the farthest away, but Mr. and Mrs. Lester took those seats anyway, having their children be the ones sitting together waiting for their flight to come in. Plunging into the seats they went into auto pilot mode: grabbing out headphones and neck pillows from their carry-on bags and glazing into deep thought. Phil’s eyes were drifting, monitoring everyone that would walk past with a Starbucks drink or even anything that smelled remotely pleasing. He bumped his brother in the elbow and exchanged in quick conversation, “you think it’s too late for a drink?” He asked pointing to a nearby bar that only had one guy at the counter. Martyn shrugged and slouched in his seat, having Cornelia rest her head on his shoulder. 

Dan got lost in rhythm of Perfume Genius before he realized he was staring off into space. Mixed with slight exhaustion and relaxation, he began to connect the dots on Phil’s arm with his eyes. Finding constellations through the mix of freckled sun spots dotting his skin, he found comfort in the situation. He accidentally locked eyes with Phil as he traced the newly formed dots up his arm. He quickly turned away, trying to swallow the forming blush upon his cheeks. He could feel the vibration of Phil’s giggle through their shared armrest. 

Once Phil noticed, he couldn’t stop looking at him. Rubbing the strap of his backpack with his fingertips, they kept playing eye tag innocently. First Dan would catch him staring, then Phil, then back again. When they synced eyes once again they shared a chuckle. More minutes ticked by and their flight got delayed, making the boys go on a snack run. Standing in the aisle of a short stop super market, that’s when Phil could notice them more. Dotted lightly underneath his brown sparkling eyes and lined up through his cheekbones. 

“Are you just tired or are you gawking?” Dan smiled grabbing a packet of chips from the rack. Phil smiled back.

“you’ve gained more freckles.” He said, nearly at a whisper. 

“So have you” Dan replied pointing at Phil’s arm with his pinkie.

To Phil, gaining more freckles was a normal thing. It was appreciated until a week later with no sun that they’d disappear from his skin, leaving it a pale skin tone for the rest of time. But Dan rarely ever gained freckles from his tanned skin. Walking back towards their gate with new snacks for everyone, Phil noticed them again under a harsh stream of white light. 

Dan continued to chuckle reaching into his bag for his laptop, “You’ve gotta stop someone could be looking. As of right now we’re off holiday.” 

Phil pouted, “we’re not off holiday until we are set foot in our new home.” 

Dan pushed him playfully with his arm, “why don’t you edit or something you can’t get all sentimental right now.” He plugged in his headphones and pulled up the recent gaming video feed he started to wack together. It only took him three clicks on his mouse-pad to see Phil still watching him out of his peripheral. He removed his headphones, “What Phil?” 

“Just, your freckles Dan.”

“What about my freckles?” 

“They’re amazing! Look at how many new ones you have.” He began slightly dotting them with his index finger, trailing up from his hand to his cheek. Slightly poking at his dimple, making Dan laugh no matter what he was doing. He swatted his hand away like it was a pest. 

“How much have you had to drink?”

“Nothing! Just that last glass of champagne before we left.” 

Dan, now being self aware of recent freckle formation, whipped out his phone and used his camera as a mirror. “The lighting is terrible how can you see these freckles?” he muttered. But the more he saw the blush brim across his cheeks, the more noticeable they became. Dan glanced over at Phil, who was finally distracted at his own phone, adjusted himself to take a few selfies. He tapped Phil with his wrist to show his recent photographs, “you’re right. The fluorescent lights do make them pop.” 

When the silence grew comfortable between them the announcement was made that their flight back to London was now boarding. Throwing luggage into the over head compartments and the angst of feeling rushed made the Lester family lower in their seats. Clicking in their safety belts, Phil suddenly whisked Dan away with a quick kiss against their worn in leather seats. Dan’s mouth had fallen open in astonishment as he noticed that Mr. and Mrs. Lester had caught their swift intimate moment. They giggled as Dan blushed with embarrassment, hitting Phil who was losing his train of thought from laughter. Dan rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, forcefully looking away from him. 

“Good one” Martyn joked from behind him, and the sounds of Cornelia’s giggle flooded Dan with love and hate at the same time. 

Before a stranger was forced to sit next to them, Dan looked over at Phil again, who was still high from his moment of boastfulness. He rolled his eyes again, “marry me, you dork.” Dan croaked. Still having red rise from his face. 

Phil’s smile dropped for a second before widening again, “okay.” was all he said. 

“Okay?” 

“I already asked you, y’know, and you said-”

“I know just. Marry me.” 

“Okay.”

“Okay?”

“Yes. Okay?” 

Dan rolled his eyes again to see more people sauntering by before a nice middle-aged woman took the aisle seat next to Dan, “okay.” He said, accepting his answer. Feeling like his insides could explode from excitement he vibrated locked in his seat. They lined up movies they were preparing to watch during the flight, trying to distract themselves from the moment they just had. Phil was suddenly glad he had bought a pack of tissues this time around. 

With both of their headphones on, they were in their own little worlds sitting next to each other. The plane took off and the city of Orlando grew smaller and smaller from underneath. Dan rested his chin on Phil’s shoulder as they both gazed out the window. The lady next to him downed three sleeping pills before the plane even left the ground. They shared another quick peck as the cabin’s lights started to change color through the dark. Lights outside the window sparkled and danced in a formation that had been seen before. The city below made the boys smile in familiarity, as it seemed like the constellation of freckles outlined upon their skin. 

anonymous asked:

Hi! Could you make an AU or reaction (whatever you'd prefer) about svt watching the reader fall of a ship during a storm and what they'd do based off of your "Seventeen mermaid AU" ?Thanks!

Read my Seventeen Mermaid!AU (here)!

S.Coups: Seungcheol has a hatred of humans, but he knows he’d never forgive himself if he just let you drown. When you regain consciousness to see him saving you, Seungcheol would coldly say, “Don’t tell anyone about this, you understand?” to which you’d nod your head slowly. When he takes you to land, you’d thank him, and your kindness is what makes him think that maybe not all humans are bad.

Jeonghan: Jeonghan would save you, only because he thinks he’d get something in return. After helping you get to land, he’d ask for your most prized possession in exchange for saving your life. You meet him the next day at the same place, and when you give him what you call your most prized possession… Jeonghan would laugh at its simplicity. He’d let you keep it instead of taking it; it’s worth far more than any gold or silver he has in his grotto and he’d want you to keep it.

Joshua: Jisoo would save you in a heartbeat. He wouldn’t be able to stay still knowing that an innocent life may be in danger. He’d get you to safety as fast as he could, telling you no to worry because he’s a good swimmer. While you’re still conscious, he’d trick you into believing he’s a human himself, so that when you wake up, you’d be fooled into thinking so. Saving you is important, but protecting the merpeople comes first.

Jun: Junhui would save you, fearless as he is. He’s a fast swimmer, so he’d save you in no time. He’d take you to land so that you can receive treatment right away. It’d be so quick, you’d only catch a glimpse of his tail by the time you regain consciousness. You’d be left remembering the mermaid with the sunset-colored tail who saved you.

Hoshi: Soonyoung would help you swim to one of the safety boats nearby. After seeing that you’re drowning because you can’t swim, he’d help you back up to surface. You’d ask him who he is, to which he’d reply, “That’s nothing important, don’t worry about it.” He’d help you get through this storm, and once you get to land, you’d thank him and that’s where you’d realize he’s a mermaid. Before you could ask anything, he’d be gone.

Wonwoo: Wonwoo may be afraid of humans, but he just couldn’t let you drown. He’d go out of his way to save you, and upon reaching land, you’d thank him for saving you. That’s when you’d notice his tail… and the scar on it. You remember hearing a bunch of sailors in your town talking about how they caught a mermaid and left their mark. You’d point at his tail and say, “Your tail… I’m sorry about that. Please don’t come back. I don’t want you to get hurt again.” Hearing this, Wonwoo would smile and think that maybe there really are good humans out there.

Woozi: Jihoon would help you get to land. He was near the ship behind your violin-playing drew him in. Once he takes you back to land, you’d thank him nonstop for saving him, but Jihoon would ask only one thing in return; that you play for him. Just once. The next day, you meet up with him again and play a self-composed song, and he’d fall in love with your talent. You never saw him again, but he’s always nearby to listen to you play.

DK: Seokmin would save you without thinking twice. He’d introduce himself like the dork he is, ignoring the fact that you’re both caught in the middle of a storm. Noticing your fear of lightning and thunder, he’d sing to help you feel better while helping you swim back to shore. You’d fall asleep while he sings for you, and when you wake up at shore, you can’t help but wonder who he is. Later that night, there’s another storm, but you aren’t as scared as you used to be.

Mingyu: Mingyu would be conflicted over whether to save you or not. After hearing what Wonwoo went through, he didn’t know if it was worth risking. However, when he sees you struggling to stay above the water, he’d swim up to your side and help you up. You’d turn to see your hero, and you’re left staring in awe at his beauty. When he takes you to land, you’d ask if you can meet him again because you think… you’ve fallen for a mermaid.

The8: Minghao would get a bunch of sea creatures to help him save you. He’d be too scared to let himself be seen. You’d have a crazy trip back to shore swimming with dolphins and fish, and you’d never be able to forget such an experience. You’d also never be able to forget seeing a glimpse of a sunset-colored tail in the distance.

Seungkwan: Seungkwan would save you, and get you to land as fast as he could. He’d probably sense your fear because of the storm and your trauma from falling off your ship, so he’d sing to help you get through it. You’d thank him quietly before falling asleep at the sound of his singing voice. You’d wake up and think it was all a dream, but his voice would never leave your mind.

Vernon: Hansol would save you because this may be his chance to talk to a human. Seeing that you’ve fallen unconscious, he’d get you to land and hide behind a bolder while waiting for you to wake up. When you do, you’d ask aloud, “How did I get here?” and he’d cheekily reply, “Because of me.” He’d peak out from behind the rock, and form there… you’d be in awe to have met a mermaid.

Dino: Chan would save you without being seen. When he sees that you’re drowning, he’d drag a broken, floating piece of the ship and push it towards you for it to keep you on the surface. He’d stay underwater and push it in the direction of land. After seeing that you’re safe and sound, Chan would turn around to head back, but he’d hear your “thank you” right before diving underwater again. He’d smile to himself, and pick up a seashell afterwards to remember this day.

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Short: You’re a tattoo artist for a gang known as EXO who own a club down town. (read synopsis at masterpost)
Words: 6771
Notes for Update: 40
Warnings: Anger, fighting, blood, so much foreshadowing an vagueness XD whoops.
Pairings: D.O. x Reader, slight Chen X Reader
A/N: pls don’t kill me….talk to me!

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Angel pov

Suho was laying in the back of the car, his eyes closed and breath slow. There was an emergency kit in the trunk and you were not trying to put in an IV so that you could give him blood before he bled out.
“Are you sure you can do this?” Minseok asked, trying to hide his panic at the lifeless body of his best comrad, holding his vest against the wound in his side.
You didn’t look up and pushed the needle through into his arm hitting the vein just right. “Shut up.” Quickly you attached the blood bag and held it up high. “Chanyeol go, drive. Minseok call Lay.”
Chanyeol sped away with the car but took care around the turns. Suho was lying with his head in Minseok’s lap and his legs over yours, there was no other way.
“Lay? He’s been stabbed, lost a lot of blood. Left side. I don’t know if it’s deep, there’s a lot of blood. Artery?” Minseok talked on the phone and then turned to you. “Do you think they hit an artery?” 

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somehow, i couldnt shake it off of my mind that katie is lurking around tumblr looking at supercorp or lena luthor tags. like what are the chances right? but we’ll never know. we can only hope.

Originally posted by qauke

Even if they never grow out of their nerdy looks and generally sweet personalities I can totally see the kids together being well known in high school as the kids you don’t want to mess with, even lowkey badasses, although it’s all based off of rumors. Just think of it:

“Ah! That’s Will Byers, in middle school he was presumed dead for a whole week and suddenly came back like it was nothing! He even had a funeral and everything!!”

“That’s Lucas Sinclair! I heard he once yelled at agents of the FBI ‘Eat Shit!’ And chased them away with nothing but a slingshot!”

“Her? She’s Elle Hoppers, she’s the adopted daughter of the chief, not only you don’t want to mess with his princess but there’s also rumours she can… Do things… Weird things…”

“The boy standing next to her is Mike Wheeler, I heard once he jumped off the forest’s cliff and survived! Although… Some crazier rumors say he flew back to the top…”

“Oh! And the one with the messy hair? That’s Dustin Henderson… I heard he took on the WORST bully in the middle school, and SURVIVED”

“They’re literally always together, whispering and sharing knowing looks all the time as if they belonged to some elite club. They say the five of them were involved with the FBI at some point… Some think they found out about a conspiracy in Hawkins, others say they are secret agents, no one really knows the truth.”

And so, people are generally nervous to be in their way even when all you need is five seconds around them to realize they’re such DORKS! Just think of a rushed freshman who accidentally runs into El in the school’s hallways and he’s TERRIFIED! Already shaking of what the mysterious chief’s daughter could do just if you stand in her way… Much to their surprise El gives them a hand to help them up and does a small comment about liking their school bag before walking away, leaving the confused freshman wondering what sort of deity had mercy to spare his soul.

Bonus:
“There they go again, what do you think they’re all discussing? Looking like they’re planing some big secret event…”

Meanwhile the kids…

“Dungeons and Dragons in my basement? Who brings the Eggos?”

scurvgirl  asked:

Vetra and Sara for the ship ask thing?

Who said “I love you” first - Vetra, because she’s an awkward dork and also utterly inexperienced with people actually caring about her. 
Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background - Both of them, because they’re losers. 
Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror - Sara!
Who buys the other cheesy gifts - both of them because they’re dorks. 
Who initiated the first kiss - Sara!
Who kisses the other awake in the morning - Vetra, because Sara will sleep into the day.
Who starts tickle fights - Sara!
Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower - Vetra
Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch - Sara. Vetra is forbidden to cook human food. (Sara mailed Sid to make sure she does it right.)
Who was nervous and shy on the first date - Vetra, because she’s awkward and couldn’t believe this was really happening. 
Who kills/takes out the spiders - Vetra, because Sara will never touch these ugly hellish abominations. 
Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk - both of them, because they’re losers. 

anonymous asked:

“You’re the one in class who has tattoos all over their arms and piercings and everybody’s scared of you and one day I catch you watching cat videos and doodling in the middle of a lecture and wow you’re a dork” AU. With lawlu?

“Did you know everyone’s scared of you?” 

Luffy sat next to the student covered in tattoos and piercings with a grin, and the student looked up from his notes in irritation. 

“Are they?” he said. Luffy nodded. 

“Good. I don’t want to talk to anyone.” He returned to his notes and Luffy frowned. 

“I was just gonna say,” he persisted, “that maybe you’re not as scary as everyone thinks you are?” 

“And what makes you say that?” 

“Instinct,” Luffy said proudly. “What’s your name?” 

“… Law.” 

“I’m Luffy! See you around, Law!” 

Luffy was out the door before Law could blink. 


As usual, Law sat in the back of the room by himself. He had his laptop open and, with a quick look around, made sure the volume was muted before doing a quick search and pulling up a video playlist. He checked his notes and began scribbling in the margins, looking up at the videos and the professor every so often. 

“I was right!” 

The triumphant whisper made him slam his laptop shut guiltily and he turned to see Luffy grinning at him. 

“What kind of scary guy watches cat videos?” Luffy whispered. He pointed to the doodles. “And those are really good drawings!” 

“I am too scary,” Law protested, aware of how nonthreatening he sounded at that moment. “Go away.” 

“We’re gonna be friends. I decided.” 

“Excuse me?” 

“You’re gonna come to my place and we’re gonna watch cat videos and have a great time,” Luffy declared. “I’ll give you the address after class.” 

“I never agreed to this!” 

| Cute | Holoform!Bumblebee

“This better be good”

- the first words out of your mouth as you knocked on the door hard.

Sam answered almost immediately, as if he’d been waiting, eyes staring at you from under a mop of brown hair as his head popped out.

“Oh it is,” He verified, a smirk pulling up his lips. He leant against the doorframe. “Bee’s been nagging me to call you for ages.”

“Bee?” You rose an eyebrow, curiosity slightly pinched but the irritation at having to walk all the way over to Sam’s house still pricking you.

“Why didn’t he just come himself?” You muttered. Sam only supplied you with a slight shrug of his shoulders as you turned to walk to his garage.

“You better not get it on with my car, Y/N!” You heard him call. You slightly bristled, knowing he must’ve noticed the excitement you tried to hide at the fact that it was Bee who called you over.

“He’s not yours Sam!” You called back. “And get a haircut you dork! You look like a broom!”

You heard him yelp and looked back to see him run his hand into his slightly overgrown hair with a blanched face. Snickering to yourself, you entered the garage, letting his sounds trail off to silence.

The moment you entered, the bright yellow Camaro in the middle of the room instantly shook on it’s wheels.

You laughed as he transformed, quicker than you’d ever seen before, growing to his full height. He hunched slightly because of the short roof but his servos clicked rapidly, clearly excited.

“You look happy about something,” you teased, resting a hand on your hip.

Because I’m happy! Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof!” The song flowed from his speakers which made you give a very unattractive snort. Bumblebee nodded enthusiastically, going down on one knee so that you could see him better, and not have to look almost straight upwards to see his face.

You found yourself lost in the gaze of his impossibly blue optics for a moment, before shaking yourself out of it. “What did you want to show me?”

Bee blinked once, twice, slowly, then popped up again as if realizing that yes, he indeed wanted to show you something. His doorwings fluttered so childishly you almost cooed out loud.

He folded back down into his alt mode, the door opening smoothly without a creak.

“You want me to get inside?”

You – got it – sugar cakes,” came his voice in the distorted radio speech he used.

You rolled your eyes, sliding into the driver’s seat and buckling yourself in as a habit. Humming a tune under your breath, You tapped your fingers on the dashboard to the beat. Your other hand brushed a thumb over the AutoBot insignia in the middle of Bee’s wheel, your gaze growing soft.

“We’ve been through a lot together, haven’t we bud?” You exhaled lightly, remembering all the exciting - albeit terrifying and life threatening - adventures you’d gone through with the Cybertronian.

That we – have,” The words were also without his usual enthusiasm, thoughtful as if he were sharing the same sentiments you were feeling.

You rested your palm fully on the seat, feeling the warmth almost pulsing beneath your fingers, instead of cold leather. It reminded you yet again that Bee was a living being - a sentient, amazing being that you had had the opportunity to meet.

“What would I be without you?” You mused softly, not realizing you were thinking out loud and also failing to feel the seat belt tightening around you, as if hugging you close.

“But hey!” You broke yourself from your emotional state, putting your hands on the wheel, twisting and pretending to drive down a street.

You grinned, laughing as you gave it another spin and made car sounds. Bee went along with it, turning as if you were actually controlling him, the engine revving loudly and sending you into another fit of giggles.

“Sam would freak out if he saw me in his seat,” You snickered, imagining said control freak sputtering and demanding you to get out of his ‘special seat’.

“But you wouldn’t mind would you Bee? After all I’m your favourite.” You joked, nudging the wheel playfully.

“Oh I definitely don’t mind,” A voice next to you drawled.

You stiffened.

Your eyes slid over, and to the right there was a guy, casually leaning on the dashboard with his cheek on his palm. He smirked as he captured your gaze.

You screamed.

Unbuckling your seatbelt roughly and ignoring the whine of opposition from Bee, you threw it off you. You nearly fell headfirst out the car as you leaned to open the door, forgetting it was already ajar. Eventually you made it out, slamming the door shut and backing away.

Your chest heaved as you panted for breath. “Who the hell are you??
Afterwards you instead turned to your best friend of two years. “Bee! Who the hell is that?? Did you know he was in there?”

I did,” Came the short and almost cheeky answer.

“You did?” You asked, calmed down slightly, assured in the fact that Bee would never let someone harmful stay with you in the car but still on edge. “How long has he been in there?”

“Since the start of the conversation”

You turned around so fast you could have gotten whiplash. The same guy was now right behind you even though you hadn’t even seen him leave the car.

“I wasn’t asking you,” you narrowed your eyes, stepping back, putting some space between you. “I was asking Bee” You didn’t even try to censor who you were talking to, seeing as if he had been there the whole time he would have already witnessed who Bee was.

“But I am-”

“Shush!” You said, irritatedly. “Bee, why aren’t you answering me?”

Beautiful – calm down – listen to me”

“I am listening to you!” You said, clearly not getting whatever was going on.

“No you’re not,” Mystery guy said again, furrowing his eyebrows.

“I’m not talking to you” You felt as if you wanted to rip your hair out, your voice raising in pitch at your frustration.

“Y/N, calm down,” He stepped closer, resting a hand on your arm. You jerked back instantly.

“Don’t touch me!”

He hissed, and you saw that your nails had scratched three angry red lines in his skin. Your head cleared a bit and you couldn’t help the worry that flooded you.

“H-Hey wait, I’m sorry,” you stanmered. “Are you okay?”

He only chuckled raspily. “This is not how I expected this to go at all.”

At his calm output you found yourself levelling back to earth. “Who are you?” You frowned. “Why were you in…”

At the look in his eyes, realization suddenly dawned on you. “…in..Bee…”

“Bee?” You said incredulously.

“The one and only babe,” he grinned, winking the same impossible eyes, such a deep and baby blue it was like you could swim in them.

“But, you, how, what?”

He chuckled, lifting an arm to scratch at his head, an arm where there were no scratches that had just been there, as if healed already.

“Ratchet invented these holoforms for us to be able to blend in with humans better,” He said.

“Ratchet what??”

After a long explanation you stood in the same spot, blinking owlishly. Groaning, you leaned against the hood of the car. “I need to lie down.”

Bee laughed before coughing suddenly, dissolving into hacks that instantly worried you.

“Bee?” You said, still in slight disbelief but coming to terms with the fact that was standing right before you.

“I-I’m alright,” he rubbed his throat, and you suddenly noticed that he had been speaking hoarsely the entire time, but now it was like a rake was being dragged down his throat. “Talked too much.”

That’s right, his vocal processor was never properly fixed, You thought sadly.

“Will you be ok?” You asked.

I’ll be – fine,” The radio spoke from his alt.

“Just can’t talk for a while after this,” Bee spoke again.

You grew disoriented from his different forms speaking. “That’s so weird.”

You bit your lip absentmindedly, tracing your eyes over the male. Shaggy golden locks that curled right beneath his ears, sky sapphire eyes and a smooth jawline. Unsurprisingly, the rest of his body was adorned in black and yellow articles of clothing.

“Holoform…right? Holo like hologram?” You asked. “Does that mean…can I…?” You raised a hand tentatively.

“Go ahead,” He prompted, putting his palm up, hovering in front of yours. You ventured closer, swallowing before letting your hand slowly connect with his. Your eyebrows visibly lifted when the tips of your fingers brushed warm skin, instead of phasing right through him.

“Wow,” you breathed and dashed your caution to the wind as you pressed your hand fully to his. “It feels…You feel so-”

“Real?” He grinned toothily, interlocking his fingers with yours. “It’s not. But pretty awesome right?”
He stared at your interlocked hands. “I’ve always wanted to do this with you.”

You ignored the way your stomach fluttered at those words, still in awe. “Wow Bee, just wow. I don’t know what to say.”

You’d been expecting something when you went over Sam’s house, but definitely not this!

“Shh,” he put a finger to your lips before leaping back with the grin still attached to his face. “Then don’t! Let me amaze you”

There was a small flash of light and then Bee was dressed differently, a leather jacket over a yellow ripped shirt that slightly showed his abdomen. There were boots with chains climbing up his legs and fingerless gloves on his hands. He leaned against his alt, sunglasses glinting.

Bee tilted the sunglasses down and peered over the top of them. “Impressed?”

You were silent for a few extra moments before you broke out into laughter once more.

Bee looked adorably confused. You just laughed harder.

“Oh Bee!” You wheezed. Something about the bad boy look on Bee had you in fits. He just looked so clueless, like a five year old kid dressed in ripped jeans and trying to look cool. “No matter how you try to look tough, you’re just too cute.”

Bee’s cheeks flamed and he lost his confident persona, sputtering. There’s the Bee you knew.

“But, but I,” He actually whined, crossing his arms. “Y/N!

You were too busy rolling on the floor to hear him, and Bee contemplated running you over underneath the tires.

“What? That’s a good thing!” You gasped, getting up and leaning on his alt for help. “Isn’t it?”

“Cute?” He murmured angrily, storming over to you. His hands came to box you in and you had barely stopped your laughter when you noticed that he had trapped you on his hood.

You felt your heartbeat pick up as he leaned closer, and you could count every golden eyelash framing narrowed, intense blue. “Am I cute now?” His voice had dropped, and due to the fact that it had already been hoarse, the depth only made a shiver run up your back.

You controlled your breathing, steeling yourself before looking up as if thinking.

“Yes, yes you are,” You said before poking him directly underneath his ribcage. He froze, letting out a giggle.

A giggle.

You lost yourself to laughter again as he whined in the background, and the car revved angrily.

Y/N!”


[If Bee thought your reaction was bad, he definitely changed his mind when Sam let out a high pitched shriek when he came into the garage to check on you, throwing a chair at him.]


[MasterList]

BuckyNat Ship Manifesto

Okay guys, sit yourselves down because I am going to explain to you a simple truth: BuckyNat is, objectively, the best ship of all time, ever. I am sorry if you ship something else as your OTP. It’s okay to be wrong.

There are several reasons why this is the case, of course, and as a longtime BuckyNat shipper I am going to enumerate them for you thusly:

1. Bucky is Natasha’s number one fan

Firstly, it’s a proven fact that nobody in the whole wide world thinks Natasha Romanoff is cooler than James Buchanan Barnes does. He is the founder of the Natasha Romanoff fanclub, and probably the president too. It’s a wonder he gets anything done when they fight together, to be honest, because he’s always gazing into the middle distance narrating about how ‘she never fails to amaze me’ while she gracefully wrecks dudes in the background. Bucky has always, always, ranked himself below Natasha in terms of just being all-round awesome. He used up his one shot with a cosmically powerful artefact to go back and have one more happy moment with her. Dude is so in love with her it’s insane.

And doesn’t Natasha deserve a boyfriend who knows, and consistently reminds the reader, that she is wonderful?

(Natasha, by the way, clearly adores her dork of a boyfriend. When they’re together she’s all affectionate smiles and shoulder-punches and lovingly calling him an idiot. More romantically, they’re very physically close, and Natasha will cradle his face like she can’t quite believe he’s real, and she was ready to risk everything to save his life in Fear Itself and drastically went off-mission to bust him out of prison in Gulag. If Bucky is president of Natasha’s fanclub, Natasha is number one on Bucky’s In Case of Emergency list).

2. Natasha understands Bucky in a way nobody else does

You can make an argument for Steve being the one that really gets Bucky, but I am going to rip off my shirt and fight you like you were a goddamn bear because nOPE, NATASHA IS THE ONE THAT GETS BUCKY BEST. It’s a simple fact of shared history- Natasha, like Bucky, went through the Red Rooms, and so they have a shared past that no-one else in the entirety of 616 can ever fully understand. It’s not the be-all and end-all of their relationship, but the simple truth of the matter is that Bucky himself states that a crucial part of his recovery from being the Winter Soldier was that Natasha was there for him, and understood him. 

Nobody should have to wake up alone. With Natasha in his life, Bucky could face his demons and, with her absolution, come to reconcile his past with his present.

Furthermore, Natasha herself finds Bucky’s love redemptive, too. He understands better than anyone what she went through in the Red Rooms, and he understands what she did as an enemy agent. That’s important- that’s a whole aspect of her past nobody else can touch. Natasha can come to him and be one hundred per cent sure she’ll be understood. That’s very important for someone with as rich and complicated a background as she has. For a woman who’s very hard to understand- who is, to some extent, defined by being hard to understand- to have someone who unconditionally loves and trusts her is tremendously valuable.

3. This ship is sexy as hell

Spies are sexy. Fact. Natasha Romanoff is sexy. Fact. Bucky Barnes is sexy FACT FACT FACT. If you hate this ship you hate sexiness and then your life is a sad cold one, my friend. It is CANON that Bucky and Natasha have room-wrecking, pants-ripping, bra-on-lamp sex that probably involves masks and bionic arm/widow’s bite shenanigans because these two are kinky as hell, let’s be real here. 

Signing up for BuckyNat means signing up for all kinds of sexy spy stories wether those are Cold War espionage romance in a Russia that never was or modern day sexy funtimes with two people who love and respect each other greatly and also happen to find each other irresistible. 

Plus, they both wear catsuits as part of their work attire. SEXY. 

4. This panel

THIS MOTHERFUCKING PANEL

BABIES.

5. Because- well. Natasha said it best.

Natasha loves Bucky. This ship had to be broken up by getting her brainwashed- there’s no question that if her mind hadn’t been interfered with, Natasha wouldn’t have considered dumping Bucky. And love is, perhaps, one of her most important character traits. 

IN CONCLUSION.

If you love spies, if you love romance and badasses being good old fashioned dorks with each other, if you love sexy violence and sexy sex and tales of redemption, memory, and loss, if you love Natasha Romanoff and if you love Bucky Barnes, then you should probably love BuckyNat.

Both of these characters are fundamentally defined by love, and what it means to love, and how transformative it can be to be loved in return.

Honestly, who wouldn’t ship it?