best hair flips of all time

Describe your favorite wrestler/s with an absurd one-liner

I’ll start things off:

Ridiculously handsome nerd in leather jacket who is also a demon 

Originally posted by thearchitectwwe

Neurotic ska-loving ginger who beats up his best friend for a living 

Originally posted by totaldivasepisodes

Flippy gamer/dad of four with fabulous hair

Originally posted by totaldivasepisodes

Vibrating Japanese Michael Jackson whose knees can break your face 

Originally posted by mith-gifs-wrestling

Chatty ex-hardcore brawler still quietly mourning his dead plant 

Originally posted by totaldivasepisodes

Bird cosplayer who loves umbrellas and breaking people’s fingers 

Originally posted by totaldivasepisodes

Reformed spoiled brat jumps off of tall things and hates his own knee 

Originally posted by prowrestlingnow

Smartass Assassin’s Creed fanboy that started a Twitter war over flips 

Originally posted by kud-lucas

(To clarify: Top 3 are my faves, other 5 change all the time depending on my mood. This is why I love wrestling.)

hi guys so my girlfriend’s name is blue sargent and this is why i love her

  • she accidentally became a vegetarian she just isn’t fond of meat so she eats so much yogurt and salads and totally packs fruit kebobs for lunch,,, what a nerd
  • she has an emergency sewing kit
    • henrietta high school legend says if you say “blue sargent” and spin around three times in the girls bathroom she’ll walk out of the stall and have the exact right button to replace the one that got ripped off your sweater
  • literal embodiment of “aesthetic or die”, she’d choose overheating in the middle of a virginia summer over ruining her look
    • “blue you look like you’re gonna pass out”
    • "i’m sorry, i misheard, i think you meant i look fucking great”
  • her guilty pleasure is 90′s boy bands she loves *nsync and backstreet boys and totally knows all the bad dance moves from the music videos
  • she’s tone deaf though can’t carry a tune to save her life but sings loud and proud anyway
  • she has a gap in her teeth just big enough to be noticeable, it whistles when she’s trying not to laugh
  • she’s a mug hoarder that brings tea up to her room but has like twelve mugs on her window sill from forgetting to bring them back down
  • her dad’s a fuckin woodland nymph so she’s ridiculously good with plants and her vegetable garden is the envy of the neighborhood
  • she’s a dog person she walks dogs as a job because she gets paid!!! to spend time with dogs!!! she loves it so much
  • once whipped out her switch on a boy twice her size for catcalling and scared the living daylights out of him,, attitude makes up for height and this girl’s got plenty of it
  • she’s not a bad student but she does get asked to leave class for sassing her teacher’s or telling them theyre wrong
    • “[insert historical figure] was gay”
    • “ms. sargent please don’t”
    • “history is so fucking gay you don’t understand-”
    • “please sit outside for the remainder of class” 
    • *cue deep dramatic sigh from blue*
    • the teacher called maura, who laughed her ass off and hung up the phone
  • she was riding her bike home one day and was late because she got distracted talking to a homeless guy while waiting at an intersection and she bought him some mcdonalds and played cards with him
  • LOVES stargazing so much, persephone taught her the constellations when she was little
    • when she misses her she goes and sits under the stars with smelly tea, wearing a pair of persephone’s socks. she feels closer to her that way and it hurts a little less.
  • the gray man didn’t teach her how to fight, calla did.
    • by the time calla is done with her blue can flip ronan on his back
  • speaking of ronan him and blue are best friends i don’t make the rules these are just facts
    • she has dream hair clips that change color
    • she sewed pockets into all his jackets for chainsaw
    • theyre combat boot buddies
    • she is Tiny and rides on ronan’s back or shoulders
    • she has literally taken a running leap and jumped on his back while he was in the middle of a conversation and he didn’t falter in the slightest
    • he rips up clothes for her so she can get that Punk Aesthetic
  • she gives the best hugs on the planet she is a tiny lady but will pull you in so tight and you can rest your head on her soft hair,,, wow
  • her nail polish is always chipped it lasts like an hour tops
  • there’s always kids running around the house and she is so good with them, playing tag, teaching them crafts and cool friendship bracelet patterns and she wears all the ones they make for her
  • you think ronan cusses up a storm? blue could give him a run for his money the girl’s got a mouth like a sailor
  • loves yoga but only knows like 6 poses that she does over and over, calla judges her
    • “blue why are you laying on the ground”
    • “im doing yoga. its called corpse pose. leave me alone youre fucking up my zen.”
    • corpse pose is a lie it’s literally laying on the ground 
  • that’s about it
  • my girl is a dorky feminist hippy and i love her
  • she deserved better
  • :))))

i’ve just become really taken with the idea that lotor will be completely smitten by lance??? that his corny one-liners and flirtations are like kryptonite to him, the best damn shit he’s ever heard. lance probably runs into him one time during an under-cover mission and neither know who the other is so lance is just like woo pretty alien and works his magic and lotor is fucking. no chance. critical hit. man overboard. this boy is gone girl.

then voltron is locked in heated stand-off and theyre all struggling and lotor’s probably laughing and flipping his hair without a care in the world and none of the angry barbs and jabs allura or keith snap out are touching him but then he spots lance. glimpses him amidst the gunfire and debris and its slow motion. his eyes widen. hair fans out like a pantene ad in zero-gravity and its a goddamn tragedy because that cute spaceboy who flirted with him and disappeared so many days ago is a fucking paladin of course he is this is some rom+jules madness right here he thinks and this is where that  fanon headcanon that lotor is a fucking drama queen of shakespearian proportions comes in cause voltron’s just trying to fucking fight the galra empire but their damn prince is trying to romance the blue lion and theyd be irritated but lotor would be a major threat if not for this strange incomprehensible fancy he’s taken to lance which is saving them a thousand times over cause his distractedness with voltron’s right leg means less focus on shooting it’s face off i suppose and moral of the story lance’s flirting finds an appreciative audience and the rest of voltron are forced to acknowledge lance is an angel and shower him with adoration th end,

Stay In (Wooseok x Reader)

Rating: M, with a dash of fluff

(A/N) Ahoy, me hearties! lol Today we embark on a new adventure that it isn’t NCT related! Say whhhaaaaaaaa??? That’s right, here’s the first of my many Pentagon fics, a cute fluffy smut with our favorite gangly-limbed and tall maknae: Wooseok! Hope you enjoy!

Originally posted by pen1ag0n

“We can’t go out.”

“But I want to.”

“It’s too cold.”

“But it’s just so pretty out, Wooseok,” you whined, wiggling in his arms childishly while you laid in your bed. He didn’t let you budge an inch, content to just snuggle with you for the rest of the day.

His eyes were closed, he was relaxed as he replied, “Classes were cancelled, why don’t we just stay in…and stay warm?”

You huffed, turning in his hold until you faced him, nose to nose, “You’re such a big baby you know that?”

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Forbidden Feelings (Chapter 1)

Summary: Being married to a man you don’t love or want anymore is taking a toll on you, but the way out is nowhere to be seen. When your husband hires a you a new sexy bodyguard, the man suddenly turns your world upside down, giving you hope to step up and take control of your life again. | Bucky x Reader
: reader, Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark
Warnings: none really
Word count: 1017
A/N: A few things. 1) A new drabble series, yay! I’ll try to update this one atleast twice a week. 2) Tags are open for this, hmu if you want to be tagged. 3) The lovely @marvel-ash is making me a header for this. I’m so excited. No need to rush, hun! 4) Leave me feedback. What do you think? Got any suggestions?


Originally posted by jawlinesandmetalarms

Another boring, dull day or your miserable life. The same thing over and over again. Waking up in a house you’ve lived in for more than 4 years now. A place that at first felt like your safe place, a home, something you always looked forward to at the end of the day. But now, it made you sick and tired, the empty walls sucking the life out of you. You made your way to the bathroom, only stopping to reach for a clean towel from the dresser. You stood in front of the sink, looking at your reflection in the mirror, but failing to recognize the once bright young woman that you used to be, with a promising future ahead of you, but one you lose over a simple, stupid crush.

You met your husband, Tony, 5 years ago when he spoke about the perks of being a famous businessman in the auditorium of your University. You were sitting at the last row, listening to him boast about his company and becoming one of the richest men in the country. You thought he was funny and fairly attractive. So at the end of the gathering, you were surprised, to say the least, when he approached you and asked you for dinner, saying how he couldn’t help but keep his eyes off of you, which is something you presumed he said to every one of his side quests these days. Nevertheless, you agreed and no more than a year later, you were Mrs. Tony Stark.

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concept playlists

one (1) person liked my post about concept playlists so now you all have to hear these

it’s very late at night and all the lights are off except for your bedside lamp and everything outside of the circle of light is a void that doesn’t exist

the apocalypse just happened and everything is a wasteland but you still have to study for your finals

you’re trying to covertly solve a murder and you just realized your best friend’s alibi is a lie

you’re sitting in a waiting room and a pretty girl just walked in and all of time stopped as she moved in slow motion past you, expertly flipping her hair over her shoulder

you leave in the early hours of the morning and the fog is so thick you can barely see the road in front of you

anonymous asked:

BTS reaction to sleeping over at their house for the first time (no sex yet just sleeping because you missed the last bus or something) ~I love your writings ❤️

sure. thanks for requesting! It’s very fluff-promising request, so this was right up my alley. I hope it’s what you expected. thank you for the compliment, anon!

BTS Reaction | when you sleep over |


He’s unapologetically delighted when you show up at his door just minutes after you had left for the night. When you miserably explain how you’d missed the bus by half a minute, he almost claps in glee. 

“I have work tomorrow. Jin, this is not-“

“Don’t be ridiculous. The gods have shined their favour on us. Today, you get The Jin Midnight Experience.

You sigh, resigned to your fate.

Apparently, The Jin Midnight Experience included a rom-com, huge bowls of buttery popcorn, warm cuddles, and surprise kisses that left you wanting. 

As Jin pointed out a ridiculous scene and compared the character’s ‘exaggerated’ handsomeness to his own ‘subtle’ one, you smile and decide that maybe, just maybe, missing the bus wasn’t too bad. 

Originally posted by gotbangboys


“Yoongi, I’m late!“ You rip the earphones you shared with him out of your ear and grabbed your things, racing out of the door and down the stairs to the front of the building where the last bus that would take you back to your place would arrive.

Or had arrived. You watch in dismay as the bus’ taillights bob in the far distance, mere specks in the darkness that otherwise signalled the end of the day.

“Dammit.“ You looked around at the mostly empty streets. A few loiterers looked right back at you. You pulled your coat a little bit tighter around you.

“You missed the bus?“ Yoongi stood behind you, earphones dangling from one hand. He was panting hard from racing behind you, hands on his knees, doubled over.

“I guess I did.“ You cover your eyes with the heels of your hands. “Do you think I can get a cab this late?“

Yoongi frowned, his soft blond hair forming a near halo around his head. “Don’t be ridiculous. There’s no way I’m letting you take a cab this late. It’s not safe. You’re staying the night with me.“

You let your hands drop back down to your sides. “I’m sure taking a cab is-“

Clicking his tongue, Yoongi stepped closer and kissed you, leaving no space for questions. A random passer-by, undoubtedly up to no-good intentions, whistled from across the street, egging Yoongi on. 

He sighed and stepped back, bringing his hands up to the sides of your face. “If you thought I would be the kind of boyfriend to let you travel alone in the late night, I wonder why you’d date me.” He bent and took your bag from you, shaking his head. “It’s not that I don’t think you can handle people like that.” He cocked his head in the direction of the whistler. “But, for my sanity: please stay the night.”

Who could say no to those puppy eyes?

Originally posted by jeonbase


“I can’t believe it.“ You slump into the cold, hard excuse-for-a-bench in the tiny bus stop. “I can’t believe I missed the bus.“ 

Hobi brought his hands to his hips and twisted, stretching. “I’m sure the next one will be along soon.“

“It was the last bus.“ You cast a glance at your watch. “It’s too late. I was too late.“ You groan into your hands, hoping it was some mistake and the bus would double back any moment.

“What?“ Hobi stopped stretching and looked at you with incredulity. “No, that can’t be right.“ He pulled out his phone to check the schedules.

You bring your knees up to your chest and wrap your arms around them. “I’m so stupid.” Your whisper of realization barely reaches Hobi, who is muttering about unreliable bus schedules. “How could I have lost track of time? I have a presentation tomorrow.” You feel your throat constrict as you realise a missed bus was the least of your problems. “I’ll be late tomorrow. My boss already hates me!” You sob, not being able to hold the tears back. 

Hobi, finally noticing your breakdown, rushes to sit down next to you, sliding his arms around you in an awkward side hug.“Hey, hey, ______-“ He rubbed slow circles on your back. “Nobody hates you. And nobody’s going to be late. We’ll find a way to get you to your place in time.“

You sniffled, wiping under your eyes. “Yeah, yeah, maybe I can get a cab-”

“Of course not. You’re not taking a cab now. It’s too late. You’re staying the night with me. We’ll find you a cab when it’s daylight, or take the early morning bus.“

“If I’m late, I’ll be fired.“

“Which is why I’ll be making sure you won’t be late.“ His hands took yours as he stood up and made you follow him. “All you have to worry about is how many times you’ll get kicked in your sleep when I’ll be the one sleeping next to you.“ Hobi stopped still and blushed. “If you don’t mind me, I mean-“

You laughed a little through your drying tears. “No, I don’t mind.”

Hobi smiled, his eyes turning into little crescents of excitement. “Okay, then. You’re gonna kick your boss’ ass, tomorrow!”

Originally posted by sunshine-hobi

(this beautiful man, i swear to god)


“So, there was no earlier notice?“

You pulled the shirt he had lent you over your head. “Not that I know of.“ 

Namjoon shook his head as he sat down on the mattress. “Ah, seriously, these people. You think they could’ve announced the cancellation of the last buses a bit earlier? I would have been more confident in letting you take a cab back to your place if it was still daylight.”

You grin as you flounce into his lap and lock your hands behind his neck. “Why? Do you mind me staying the night?”

He flashed a grin and pulled you closer. “Why don’t you find out?”

You slid your hands into his hair as he kissed you. Maybe this isn’t as bad as I thought, you muse as Namjoon eased you into the mattress, maybe not bad at all. You slid your hands to the hem of his shirt and prepared to pull it off.

Or at least you tried to. “Wait.“ Namjoon hovered over you, his eyes accusing. “Don’t you have an important meeting with a client tomorrow?“

You frown. “Yes, but-”

He sighed and reached out to flip the lights off before dropping into bed next to you. You realise he was not going to finish what you had started. “Joon, you can’t stop like that!”

He curled an arm around your waist and breathed out, stirring your hair and something else that now raged in the bottom of your stomach. “If we don’t stop now, we won’t stop at all. You need to have all your energy if we have to get up early enough and find a way to get you to work on time. You need to be in your best shape for that meeting.” He froze. “Come to think of it, maybe I should sleep on the couch so you can be comfortable here.”

You grabbed his hand, like that would change anything if he had his mind set on something. “No.”

He contemplated for a moment, and then relaxed. “Okay.” He kissed your shoulder, which did not help. “We’ll celebrate tomorrow, after you’ve won a deal with your client.”

Originally posted by namjoonsgurl


Jimin switched the lights off and slid in beside you, asking if you were comfortable before pulling you into a hug. The two of you comfortably fit together, his arms under yours, your back to his chest, his nose buried in the nape of your neck. Having Jimin hold you like this, the thought that he would be beside you like this throughout the night sent a thrill you couldn’t describe through you. 

And apparently, Jimin felt the same too. 


You hum in response, his warmth slowly lulling you into sleep. 

“Do you think…we should get a place together? Someplace small, maybe a bit closer to the city.“ He took a nervous breath. “We could save money on all the back-and-forth, and avoid trouble like today’s.“ He stuttered out, referring to the cancelled bus due to which you were now spending the night in his bed.

You grin, your heart pounding as you turned to face him. “Is that all you want from getting a place together?”

You couldn’t see it through the darkness, but you could imagine the blush that rose to his face. “No! Of course not! ______, I-“

You giggled and hooked a hand behind his ear, shuffling closer so you could kiss him. He sighed in relief. “You were kidding.”

You snuggled into his chest, his arm automatically curling around you. “Of course I was kidding. And yes- yes I want to get a place with you. Somewhere that’ll be ours.“

He kissed your forehead, silently thanking whoever had decided to cancel the last bus that had almost taken this beautiful moment away from him.

Originally posted by jihope-less

(my sweet child no one touch me i’m soft)


He opened the door and exclaimed with surprise. “_____! Miss me, much? Because by my calculations it hasn’t even been a minute since you left for the night.”

You shook your head at his cheeky smile as he lets you in. “Oh, for heaven’s sake. I missed my bus.“

“Liar. You just missed me.” He slid his arms around your waist from behind you and rested his chin on your shoulder. “And to be honest, I missed you too.“ 

You run an eye over the blanket fortress on the floor where Tae and you had been parked for the two hours playing Mortal Kombat. Or, at least he did, while you muttered occasional encouragements from over your phone, and laughed when he got frustrated at the ‘totally unfair’ AI. 

“Right.” You drawl as you shimmy free of his hug and prepare to resume your position on the couch again.

I did miss you, ______.“ He beamed blindingly, as he followed your suit and dropped onto the floor again, crossing his legs. “You’re my good luck charm. I win easier when you’re around.“

You duck your head so he won’t see you blushing. “The great Tae admitting his gaming secrets, everybody.” On a whim, you take a seat next to him and stretch a hand out for a controller. “Maybe we should see how you win if your good luck charm plays against you.”

He grinned and handed you a controller in response.

Needless to day, the two of you spent the better (and longer) part of the night furiously battling each other in the world of Mortal Kombat. It gave you particular joy to find that you won every game against your boyfriend that night, which made him conclude that the AI had something personal against him.

And to think you wouldn’t have discovered your prowess in Kombat if not for a missed bus.

Originally posted by saikokpop


When he opens the door with a sly grin, all your suspicions are confirmed. You cock your hip and narrow your eyes at him. “You did it on purpose, didn’t you?”

His grin widened as he let you storm past him into his apartment. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

You dropped your backpack on the floor and turned to face him. “You hid my phone and gave it back only when you were sure I was too late to catch the last bus.” You groan and push your fingers to your temples as you realize you have work tomorrow. “Jungkook, you are so childish.” 

“If you say so.” He smirked and stretched, his shirt riding up to expose just enough skin to make you wonder if this was not a bad idea after all.

But no. Just when dreams of an ‘accidental’ night in with your boyfriend begins settling in, you remember how early you’d have to wake up the next morning to get to work reasonably on time. 

You shake a finger at Jungkook.”Oh no. You don’t get to look at me like that.” You stalk towards the one bedroom in the apartment, your boyfriend following you, smirking again. You push open the door and turn before Jungkook can enter. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Oh, you know, bed. My bed. Also could be yours tonight.“

“Yeah, about that. I was thinking you should take the couch tonight. I have to wake up pretty early tomorrow, so, you know, I don’t want to disturb your beauty sleep.“ You smile viciously. “Good night.“ You close the door trying your best not to laugh at his bewildered expression and wait a moment before opening the door again. You pull him towards you and kiss him deeply. He eagerly responded, obviously assuming you were kidding around. Just before the kiss could transcend into anything more serious, you pull back. 

“Good night. Thanks for letting me borrow your bed.“ You grin at his face. “Oh, by the way, I’ll be borrowing one of your shirts to wear to bed too. Just. a. shirt.“ You close the door with a wink.

Revenge is sweet.

What made it sweeter was waking up the next morning to find Jungkook, not on the couch but next to you, arms tightly wrapped your waist, all but dead to the world. 

Originally posted by butaer

so…how was it? if you liked it, don’t be shy to request for more. or even if you don’t have anything to request, drop a message in my ask box if you’re feeling bored. 

anonymous asked:

you should do cute fluffy dating Ben Platt hcs

• first of all i love Ben Platt SO MUCH
• he would def be the kind to press butterfly kisses up your cheeks
• and he would just be the purest of boyfriends eVeR
• he makes breakfast in bed for you on Saturdays
• he makes sure to introduce you to his parents
• his snuggles are THE BEST
• he gives the best back massages for whenever ur stressed
• probs buys you two matching pjs
• always makes the bed in the morning
• sings when flipping bacon
• takes showers w you all the time just to wash your hair and press kisses on your shoulders
• you guys watch all the old Disney channel shows together
• I love him
• so much

Not Even A Choice (pt.4) 

requested: yes

Pairing: Kim Taehyung X Reader

Genre: Romance (I think that’s what you’d call it), fluff

Format: Text post/Text message

[PT 1] [PT 2] [PT 3] [PT 4]

Taehyung’s POV:

I stared down at the screen of my phone, surprise and happiness written all over my face. She actually wanted to meet with me. After months of not seeing her, months of not talking, I can finally do so. I stand up from my place on the couch quickly, startling the other boys. “Hyung? What’s wrong?” Jungkook asked, furrowing his eyebrows. I shook my head and looked down at him. “She wants to meet with me.” I said, a smile forming on my face. Everyone’s eyes widened and cheers filled the room. I didn’t even need to say her name, the boys already knew who I was talking about. 

“Do you think (y/n)’s coming back? I really miss my cooking buddy, even though she eats all of the food.” Jin said. “We haven’t seen her in so long.”

I hesitated. What if that’s what she wants to talk about? What if she doesn’t come back? ‘No, you can’t think like that. There’s always a chance.’ I thought. I looked at Jin and said, “Hopefully she does hyung.” 

“You should leave now, Tae. You wouldn’t want to be late right?” Hobi said, a wide smile on his face. I nod and bid the others goodbye, setting off towards the coffee shop we agreed to meet at. As I got there, I noticed (y/n) sitting at our usual table by the window. She looked up as I approached. “Hi.” she said, clearing her throat. Her voice was as soft as I remembered. I smiled at her, replying with “Hey.”

“So, you wanted to talk?” I asked. She said nothing, her eyes trained on the tree outside. “I miss you.” she said, closing her eyes and crinkling her nose, something she did when she wanted to cry. “I miss all of you.”

A small smile graced her features as she met my gaze. “We all missed you too, especially me. Jin said he would like his cooking buddy back.” I said while laughing. A giggle left her lips as she shook her head. “Of course he would.” Turning her eyes to the tree once again, she said, “That’s the first time I’ve laughed in a while.” My brows pulled together as I looked at her. “Seriously?” I asked. She nodded. “Seriously. (Y/bf/n) doesn’t really understand my sense of humor.” she replied. I opened my mouth and hesitated.

“How are you and him anyway?” I finally asked. When she turned to me, her expression was blank. “How’s our relationship you mean?” she said, one perfect eyebrow raised. I only nodded in response. “I ended things with him a week ago.” she said, eyes never leaving mine. I tilted my head and asked, “Why? If you don’t mind me asking.” A sly smile crossed her features. “Because he wasn’t Jimin of course.”

I frowned at her words and was about to say something when she laughed. “I’m kidding Tae. Seriously though, (y/bf/n) was nice and all, but he wasn’t exactly what I wanted. Yes he made me smile, but we both knew that I still had lingering feelings for someone else.” she said. She didn’t have to say who those feelings were for. I already knew who it was. “Does that mean you’re coming back?” I asked, my tone filled with hope.

“No, I’m not.” she said. My face fell and she must have noticed because she rolled her eyes. “Of course I’m coming back silly. That’s kinda the reason why I wanted to meet with you.” Her playful demeanor vanished and was replaced by  serious one. “I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have pushed you away like that. It’s just I was scared of getting hurt more than I already was. I hope we could go back to the way we were before, even if I’ve ignored you and the rest of the boys for such a long time.” she continued, tears wetting her cheeks.

I reached out and wiped them away. “Of course we can go back to how things were (y/n). You are my best friend after all. Forever and always, remember?” I said while sticking my pinkie out. She looked down at it and shook her head, but linked her finger with mine, a smile on her lips. “Forever and always.” she repeated. “Now stop crying because then I’ll cry too. I’d like to stay beautiful you know.” I playfully flipped my imaginary hair over my shoulder. She let out a snort and pushed my hand away. “Whatever dork.”

I checked the time and said, “Hey, I’ve got to go okay? We have a meeting soon, but maybe you could come over later?” She nodded and stood. “Yeah, that’s fine. Tell the others I said hi.” As she began to walk away, she threw a smile over her shoulder. “Bye Taebear.” she said. I waved her goodbye as she walked out the door. A wide grin formed on my face, as I began walking home. I’ve never been as happy as I am now.

SugarDaddy!Cal Pt. 16

A/N: Yall got that last chapter to 100 so quick maan, but here is chapter 16. It’s not much, just a little filler that got too long lmaoo. Y'all like don’t understand how hard it was to write this simple ass chapter. All of the good stuff (especially the smut some have been begging for) is going to be in the following parts. If you’ve stuck with me this long you know the drill of 100 notes and feedback and I hope you enjoy💕

I already have pt 17 written as well, so the quicker this gets to 100 the quicker I can release it ;)

**WARNING**: Profanity as always because she’s a potty mouth

One/ Two/ Three/ Four/Five/Six/Seven/Eight/
Sixteen/ Seventeen/ Eighteen/ Nineteen/Twenty{END}

“Y/N.” A gruff and raspy voice was the first thing you heard as you were being shaken from your slumber. Your name was called again and again until you finally peeped one eye open to be faced with Calum’s soft features. “Babe, get up.”

“For what?” You groaned as he placed his body on top of yours. You allowed him to rest there , too tired to protest about how heavy he was.

“It’s a meeting all of us have to go to in about ten minutes and we’re already going to be late.”

“Why do I have to get up?”

Sighing loudly, Calum began to place innocent kisses all over the bare skin of your shoulder due to his shirt slouching from it.“Because David wants you at this meeting too.”

With another groan you decided that you were done with the questioning. Calum lifted himself away from you and couldn’t stop himself as he planted a kiss onto your full lips.

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anonymous asked:

YES! Then can you do a peter parker (spiderman) x reader with a soulmate au?

+ soulmate au where the one thing that they are thinking most about in that moment is tattooed on your wrist
+ peters tattoo was always vague
+ it was either ‘family’ or ‘art’ or ‘what do i want to do with my life?’
+ sometimes, though, they made him laugh
+ ‘what happens if you put a werewolf on the moon?’ or ‘what do you mean, a burrito without beans? what is this sorcery?’
+ part of him would always wonder what was on his soulmates wrist
+ and quite often, on your wrist it would just say ‘soulmate’
+ it made you feel good inside, that your soulmate was thinking of you
+ but at the same time it would make it even more difficult to figure out who your soulmate was
+ when you got to middle school you would see those kids that found their soulmates, and on peters wrist, it would say ‘when will i meet my soulmate?’
+ peter felt bad, like he was letting you down, which was an odd feeling because he didn’t really know you
+ it was at those times when you would look at your own wrist and see things like ‘i let everyone down’
+ it hurt you
+ then the two of you started high school, having no idea you went to the same school
+ during english, peter would see a math problem scrawled on his wrist
+ sometimes, if he wasn’t doing much of anything, he would do the math problem too and think only about the answer
+ when you were in math class, you would see the correct answers on your arm occasionally, and it didn’t take long for you to catch on
+ but, when you were in p.e. and peter was at lunch, you would see things like ‘is that a new skirt?’ or ‘she looks really cute when she laughs’
+ sometimes you’d even see ‘i wonder if she’s my soulmate’
+ of course, you were in p.e. so it couldn’t have been you wearing designer shoes and curling your hair differently
+ after a while, you noticed that your soulmate spent way more time thinking of ‘soulmate’ and less of anything else
+ then, one day you were eating breakfast and you noticed something different about your tattoo
+ it was a name
+ liz allen
+ at first, you didn’t know who this liz character was
+ but one day one of your friends mentioned a liz allen and you had your friend point her out
+ from what you had been reading about your soulmates favorite pastime, you couldn’t help but notice that the slightly older girl fit the bill perfectly
+ but you convinced yourself otherwise
+ liz is a popular name
+ allen is a pretty common last name
+even still, you started to put on makeup to cover up the words that would wrap around your wrist and betray you
+ of course, it wasn’t always liz that your soulmate was thinking about
+ a lot of the time it was his uncle or aunt
+ and then it transitioned into spiderman
+ you knew this because you still looked at your tattoo
+ you only covered it up at school where someone might notice that your soulmate had eyes for another
+ every thought of every day (besides liz) was spiderman
+ you didn’t think much of it
+ by this time you were used to your soulmate thinking of other things besides you
+ and one time, you actually got to see spiderman in the act of saving someone
+ and from that moment on, peters wrist was often occupied with ‘spiderman’
+ thoughts of liz being his soulmate had died long ago when he had gotten close enough to see that her wrist had said ‘going vegan was the best idea ever, soulmate!’
+ he knew that plenty of people talked to their soulmates through their wrist, and peter had never gotten an invitation to go vegan
+ so when he saw that his tattoo was talking about spiderman, he flipped out
+ he told ned, and during p.e. they would have peter think ‘what would tony stark look like with long hair’ so that they could check everyone’s wrist
+ however, you had lunch during that time and found it very odd that your soulmate thought of avengers with interesting haircuts
+ but it made you laugh, and peters wrist would be branded with the words ‘my soulmate is the best’
+ this happened all year, and it wasn’t until the summer when you would finally meet
+ peter was just about to settle down for the night after saving queens when you looked at his wrist and noticed that it talked about a tiny bookstore on the corner of his street and an author with a very odd last name
+ still on a high from saving the world, peter jumped up immediately and headed towards the store that was about to close
+ you bumped into him while you both made your way in, but neither of you thought much of it
+ you recognized peter from school although he had no idea who you wee
+ peter apologized profusely as he helped you off the ground
+ you blushed a bit and told him it was fine
+ peter went to the back of the store
+ you stayed at the front
+ peter looked down at his wrist and saw ‘peter is really cute up close’ 
+ you looked down at your wrist and saw ‘she was thinking about this store’
+ the two of you started to walk towards each other and met by the fiction section
+ “Hey…again.”
+ “Hey, Peter. I, uh…well, I… I’m (Your Full Name).”
+ peter was obviously shaking as he pulled him his sleeve and he showed you the two words on his wrist ‘peter parker’
+ you looked down at your wrist and held it up for him to see
+ ‘(Your Full Name)’


DWTS S25 Premiere Week 1 Recap / Review

DWTS S25 Week 1…Here we go..Here we go again

Recaps [Here]

  • Three Musketeers: Carrie Ann, Len & Bruno are back. You know as much as I love Julianne as a judge & I really do, as well as some guest judges, it’s nothing like the seeing the 3 original still kicking after 25 seasons. 
  • Only one judge speaking per couple, ehhh right. lol
  • Next Week: 2 Eliminations & 2 Dances. Monday: Ballroom Night & Tuesday: Latin Night

1.Terrell Owens & Cheryl Burke - Cha Cha (5+5+5=15)

Cheryl was the secret 13th pro, no real surprise, she’s been away for a bit, but they almost always come back (looking at you too Mark Ballas). I’m just gonna put it out there, I’m not the biggest Terrell Owens fan but I won’t let it cloud my judgement of his dancing. I actually think he could do well, DWTS loooves a tall, dark, football player with twinkly toes.. Cheryl is a good pick for him. This was a nice, standard cha-cha for a premiere nothing too exciting, he’s got rhythm & musicality. His footwork was a lot cleaner than expected, obviously could be sharper among other things. He’s kind of flat-footed, but he has the work-hard mentality that could see him trend up mid-season.

2. Debbie Gibson & Alan Bersten - Foxtrot (6+5+6=17) I’m familiar with Debbie’s long career but knowing she struggles with Lyme disease & his pushing herself to the max for this show gives me a whole a new respect for her. Alan has been busting his butt in the troupe & as a stand-in for some seasons so it’s nice to see him get a chance to show his stuff as a pro. Beautiful foxtrot to debut with, her & Alan are cute together. Debbie is very striking on the floor, there are times when she was right on it & then a little stiff and weal posture at times. I can sense a breakthrough coming.

3.Sasha Pieterse & Gleb Savchenko - Cha Cha (6+6+6=18) I have never watched Pretty Little Liars so she’s a virtual stranger to me but I predict she’ll be around for some weeks with the PLL fan-base. She seems to have fun personality. Gleb is not my favorite, he has yet to truly impress me. I think Sasha was holding back her Fierce (prepare for season long Sasha Fierce puns, it’s happening…).She seems to be comfortable out there but hopefully she’ll really let loose sooner than later. There’s a lot more there. Best footwork so far, I just wished they used more of the floor…

4. Drew Scott & Emma Slater - Foxtrot (6+5+5=16) I’m one of the 10 people that don’t watch HGTV, but I do know who the Property Brothers but I don’t have an opinion on them, except Drew is the more attractive one, don’t @ me.  What I do know is Drew got lucky getting paired with reigning champ & DWTS sweetheart Emma. Their popularity should take them far. Easily my favorite choreography of the night so far, it was charming,, on the nose, but pretty jam packed, she made him work more than any other celeb so far. Len is right, that he’s pretty clunky with his feet & hands, hopefully that can be sorted over time. I can’t be too hard on him he had more to do than a lot of celebs. 

5. Barbra Corcoran & Keo Motespe - Cha Cha (5+4+5=14) I’m probably the biggest Shark Tank fan that exist, don’t ask why I just am. So I’m super jacked to see Barabra she’s one of the best and most entertaining sharks. I hope she doesn’t get cut too soon. What can I say about this dance, except I loved every minute of it. I love seeing people live their best life, especially people of a certain age. You got money, power, respect & fame, why not live as much as you can , what’t there to lose? Barbara totally embodies that. This dance definitely had Patti Labelle “In Da Club” vibes. Of course she can greatly improve& I hope she does, but most importantly I hope she continues to have as much fun as possible. 

6. Jordan Fisher & Lindsay Arnold - Tango (8+7+7=22) I’m not a jet setting millionaire so I never saw Hamilton, so I’m not familiar but he’s with Lindsay & that’s enough for me pay attention to him. They seem poised to go really far. He’s charming, cute & has a lot of promise. This tango was fast as we’ve come to like on this show, and pretty sharp. Best footwork, choreography & partnering so far.

7. Nick Lachey & Peta Murgatoryd - Cha Cha (6+6+6=18) Obviously, Nick’s brother Drew won Season 2 with Cheryl but who cares anymore, that was back when the show was less flashy & looked like it was shot on VHS. I’m not really in the mood to hear about this “rivalry” all season. Because, we unfortunately have to focus on Nick vs his wife Vanessa with Maks this season. I was over the competing couples when Alexa Vega & Carlos Pena were on & I’m over it now. It is cute they’re respectively paired with married couple Peta & Maks. Nick is not the most rhythmic celeb, with ironic because Peta is one of the more rhythmic pro’s. He’s stiff but what he lacks in technique, he makes up for in enthusiasm. I’m sensing Vanessa might be the better dancer of the two, at least I’m hoping.

8. Vanessa Lachey & Maksim Chmerkovskiy - Cha Cha (7+7+7=21) I gotta say marriage & fatherhood looks great on Maks. I’m glad my prediction was right, Vanessa is better than Nick. She’s actually really good, one of the best of the night. Maks’ sharp footwork suited her well. Her placement is clean, swift & sharp. One of the most synced partnerships tonight, I want to see her go far.

9. Frankie Muniz & Witney Carson - Foxtrot (7+6+6=19) I haven’t heard much about Frankie since early 2000′s except his car crash some years back but he looks healthy, happy & wealthy (those Malcom in the Middle checks had to be nice). They really benefited from a great, emotional song (Sign of The Times). For someone who once broke his back you couldn’t tell, his extension was really good. To be so shy, Frankie dances very broad, he’s got a great early connection with Witney. Definitely a highlight of the night. 

10. Nikki Bella & Artem Chigventsev - Tango (7+7+6=20) Nikki is about the only name I recognize from the WWE Diva’s. It’ll be interesting to see if she can reign in her dominance to let Artem lead her. Len is absolutely right, her looking down almost ruined the dance, I thought she was uncomfortable at first then I realized she was just watching her feet. When she was in hold it was great, her legs are super long which make for great lines. She’s got great confidence & attack, can Artem contain it? 

11. Derek Fisher & Sharna Burgess - Salsa (6+6+6=18) Derek is Laker legend, I’m excited he’s paired with Sharna who plays no games. NBA players need redemption on this show, Derek might be the guy to do it. His hips & footwork will need work, I think he needs to loosen up more, but he’s super enthusiastic about the whole experience. That ending was super close, Sharna almost ate it..

12. Victoria Arlen & Val Chmerkovksiy - Cha Cha (7+6+6=19) Victoria’s story is remarkable being paralyzed for 10 years, competing in the Paralympics, winning Gold & Silver & learning to walk a year ago & now DWTS & she can’t even feel her legs. Like what are you doing with your life right now? Victoria has a winner’s spirit, she’s incredibly resilient and partner with Val that can take her a super long way. Plus she can actualy dance, there’s no sympathy card in this pairing, Val gave her some challenging choreograph, not just for her situation. The routine was fun, uplifting & matched her spirit and personality. The fact that she can’t feel her legs just blows my mind when watching her dance and sync with Val. The placement was great & clean. These two are ones to watch, she’s got a great story, she’s got Val & she’s got moves. 

13. Lindsey Sterling & Mark Ballas - (7+8+8=22) Lindsey is an incredible violinist who is no stranger to the DWTS stage, having guest performed & she’s also close friends with the Hough / Ballas family already, so this seemed like a natural pairing all around. Obviously great to have Mark and his hair back on the show, he’s a personal favorite with Val. This was by far the single best performance of the night. Quick, sharp & technically sound. Mark took a risk with that hip-hop breakdown but Lindsey murdered it. It was complete flip on what you expected from her as Len noted, something Mark is good for. She’s such a natural and exuberant performer & Mark is such a seasoned pro, it’s a match made in heaven. Honestly, I believe Mark has been robbed many times (Chelsea Kane, Katherine Jenkins, Paige Vanzant) it would be nice to see him win his so long overdue 3rd mirrorball trophy & Lindsey might just be the partner to get it done. Tied for the top with Jordan & Lindsay

Honestly it’s so many celebs that I enjoyed Week 1, I can’t honestly imagine what 2 I would want go home next week.

Next Week: 2 Eliminations & 2 Dances. Monday: Ballroom Night & Tuesday: Latin Night

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Who were your favorites? Who do you think will or should go first?

Green - Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Isaac Lahey, Stiles Stilinski, Reader.


Originally posted by lux-teen0

You were spread out on the couch with your legs on your best friend’s lap. “Lahey, off the phone. This is us time.” You tossed a throw pillow at him.

“No need to throw things.” He put his phone down and laughed.

“It is a throw pillow…so…” You grin.

“God, you and Stilinski were made for each other.”

“I know. Thank you.” You flipped your hair playfully.

“That was supposed to be an insult.” You both laugh.

Your phone started vibrating like crazy so you picked it up.

“Hey you told me no phone.” Isaac pouts.

“It’s just Stiles it’s fine.” You unlocked your phone and read all the texts.




Are you busy?

Well obviously you are or you’d answer

anyway I need to talk to you ASAP



I’ll quit harassing you when you look at your phone


“Hold on.” You sigh and stand up, calling Stiles.

He answers immediately, “Hi babe.”

“What’s wrong?” You walk out of the living room.

“Nothing I just wanted to talk.”

“You texted me like that just to talk? I thought something was wrong.”

“No. I had a weird feeling and I had to hear your voice. So what are you so occupied with?”

“Oh, I have Isaac over. We have a no phone policy so I had it on vibrate.”

“Oh…you’re with Isaac.”

“Yeah, I told you he was coming over. Actually I told you he was here earlier.”

“Yeah, earlier. I didn’t think you’d spend the day with him.”

“Stiles, he’s my best friend. You’re always so touchy with this stuff.”

“Gee…I wonder why.” You hear him sigh quietly.

“I have no problem with you going over to Lydia’s or Lydia hanging out with you. You were in love with her, Stiles. I’ve never even thought about Isaac in a romantic way.”

“I don’t know what goes through your head.”

“Oh my God, Stiles.”

Isaac pokes his head into the room. “Hey, I was supposed to meet Derek about ten minutes ago. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

You wave at him. “Yeah. Bye, Isaac.” He waves and goes out the front door.

“I’m coming over.” Stiles grunts.

“I don’t want to see you.” You whine.

“Y/N, I’m coming over and you’re going to answer the door.” He hangs up and you sigh. He was such a jealous person it was hard to even talk to Scott alone sometimes.

Stiles arrived and didn’t even knock, he just walked right in.

“Thanks for knocking.”

He walks over and tilts your neck around and you swat his hand away. “Are you checking me for hickeys? God, you don’t trust me at all!”

“I trust you. I don’t trust Isaac.”

“Stiles, he’s my best friend! He’s been my friend longer than you’ve been my boyfriend. We’ve never had any kind of relations. I think we hugged once when his dad died, but that’s it. He’s been my best friend since elementary school. Get over yourself.”

He scoffs, “I see how he looks at you!”

“Stiles, he’s like my brother! If you’re imagining other guys looking at your girlfriend the way you should be maybe there’s something wrong here.”

“You know..maybe there is something wrong.” He crosses his arms.

“You’re sickening. You get jealous of someone I’ve known for over a decade, then you actually come and check me for hickeys? You hang out with Malia, your ex. You hang out with Lydia too, and you hear nothing from me. I trust you!

He sighs. “Maybe we should take a break.” He mutters.

“Yeah. Maybe. I think you should go.” You stare at the floor.

“Fine.” He storms out the door and slams it behind him.

You sigh and shake your head. You thought he was the love of your life…he just got so jealous sometimes.

You just broke up with your boyfriend. You skip a shower and go straight to bed, your tears inducing sleep.

You’re awoken by a faint clicking. You sigh and check your phone. It’s 4 a.m. You get up at try to find the source of the clicking. You look outside and find Stiles trying to get your window open.

You slide it open. “Really? Go home.”

“I just wanted to say that I’m sorry. I get so jealous…I hear what guys say about you and it goes to my head. I know you and Isaac are just friends but I can’t help but feel jealous.”

You sigh, noticing his puffy eyes. “Get in here.”

He crawls through your window and hugs you tightly. “I love you. I’m so sorry, baby.” He kisses behind your ear.

“I just get so upset that you don’t understand.” You sigh as you both pull away.

“I talked to Isaac. I was upfront with him and we talked about it for awhile. I get it now.” Stiles smiles.

You sit on your bed. “Thank you for coming. I thought I for sure lost you.”

“Let me make it up to you?” He raises an eyebrow.

You nod and the two of you climb under the covers. You cuddle, facing each other. He pecks your nose. “I’m so in love with you that even if you were cheating on me I wouldn’t care.”

You roll your eyes. “You’re my favorite person ever. I’d never cheat on you.”

“Were you crying?” He pushes your hair away from your face. You nod and his face falls. He kisses you gently. “I love you, Y/N. I’ll never say another word about Isaac.”

“You get me. It’s just hard to balance the two of you.“

He pulls you close and you giggle. “Let’s promise not to fight anymore because that sucked.” You nod and the two of you hook pinkies.
Alleyways - Smut

Originally posted by stilinski-for-alpha

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Isaac Lahey/Reader
Words: 1,971

Request: hey! i was listening to alleyways (the neighbourhood) and it gave me an idea. my idea was for isaac (set after he was bitten and turned into a complete jerk off) and the reader is upset that they aren’t close and he’s mean, essentially pushing her away and she confronts him & he gets mad?? maybe some angry smut.
My bff @princessdavina requested some Isaac smut.

AN: Fucking Isaac Lahey Lax smut, you’re fucking welcome.

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You frowned at the back of Isaac’s head, your grip on your pen tightening. If you were a little stronger you thought you’d probably break it in half. You were so aggravated at that curly haired asshole that you were silently quaking in your chair. What was his fucking problem?

You’d been friends with Isaac Lahey since you were kids. Your brothers had been friends, so by default you had spent a lot of time together. And when his brother had died, and his father had become abusive, it was your house he would come to to get away. You could remember nights in your living room, huddled under blanket forts, watching Indiana Jones movies, your mother and father always joking that you and Isaac would be married someday. And when you’d gotten older, nothing had changed. He was always there for you like you had always been for him. Best friends till the end. Or so you had thought.

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somewhere in between - one

September 2011

“What? Haven’t heard of chill?” She yelled over the loud music directly into his ear. “No need to act like a high-strung Chihuahua on stage.”

“No one else complained.” Harry defended himself with a smirk and a kinked brow.

“I don’t know why they wouldn’t. I’ll place the first one now.” She patted him on the shoulder, then his face fell and she couldn’t keep it up - Lenny never didn’t have a hard time keeping up a joke. “I’m just kidding, Harry. It was actually -”

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alright, alright…I guess I’ll share my completely unsolicitied voltron/a:tla headcanons ((please feel free to add on to this if you want I would love it so much))

it’s long and detailed so I’ll spare your dash (I say to my four followers) and put it under the cut

BUT!!!! if you skip to the end there’s ember island stuff and I know u wanna see that so

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Title: Operation Match Making
Character: Jake Peralta
Continuation of:

“Hey, you wanted to see me.” Charles said as he closed the door to the interrogation room.

“Yes I did!” Jake said, ushering him into the room, making him sit down at the chair on the other side of the metal table. “You see the new sketch artist?”

“Yeah, she complimented my sweater,” He said with a proud grin, straightening out his tie. “She seems nice.”

“Perfect, you and I have a new case to work on then.”

“Really? What is it?”

“Operation: Get The New Girl To Fall Madly In Love With Me.” Jake said with a smile, placing his hands on his hips.

Charles scrunched up his face. “That’s a mouthful.”

“Yes it is. I’m still working on names,” Jake admitted with a clap of his hands. “But! You are the go-to guy when it comes to emotions seeing as I would rather literally deal with anything else.”

“You have a point,” Charles leaned back into his chair. “(Y/n) hasn’t even been here an entire day yet, don’t you want to get to know her first before you try romancing her?”

Jake’s eyebrows lifted ever so slightly. “Oh, so like, stake her out, get to know her backstory and, then charm the heck out of her.”

“I mean you could certainly try-” Charles was interrupted by the sound of the door opening and saw Jake already halfway out the door.

“You’re the best!”

Jake peered across the office space to see you sitting at your desk, flipping through a large sketch book and twirling a pencil in your hands.

“Peralta, please stop staring at the new girl.” Amy said, giving him a look over her monior.

“Can’t help it, her hair looks good pulled back.”

Amy’s brows furrowed. “I wear my hair back all the time and you and Gina always tease me about it.”

Jake turned to her and frowned. “Yeah well, when you do it it makes you look a single, suburban, business mother of three,” He focused back onto you. “Her’s looks cooler, in that mysterious artist kind of way.”

Amy glanced over at you and then back to him. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re literally insane.”

“No, he’s got a point,” Gina said, appearing behind Amy. “The loose and messy bun look is a signature for attractive artists.”

Amy whirled around with a quizzical expression. “And you know that because…?”

“I spend a lot of time at the Starbucks down the road, her type is all over that place,” She said with a shrug while giving you a piercing stare. “But it’s a good look.”

“Alright, I’m gonna leave now.” Amy said, only for Gina to slide into her chair once she was out of view.

“How’s the whole seducing thing going?”

Jake looked at her and raised a brow. “Since when do you care about my love life?”

“Since my phone died half an hour ago and I’ll take anything at this point.”

Jake nodded, an idea forming in his head. “Think you could get some information out of (Y/n) for me?”

“For free? No,” Gina said before seeing the dejected look on Jake’s face. “But I do know that a good way to start a conversation with her is to try making her a cup of coffee.”

A smile spead across Jake’s face as he stood up from his chair, moving slightly to kiss Gina on the forehead. “You’re an angel, and I owe you one.”

“Yes, yes you do.”

Jake held two freshly poured coffee cups in his hands and a couple packets of half cream and sugar in his jacket pockets, keeping his gaze on you as he started to walk towards your desk.

“Hey, (Y/n)!” Jake said with an enthusiastic smile as he strolled up to you. “Saw you working super hard and thought you might like some coffee.”

You looked up at the coffee and set down your pencils. “Oh thank you,” You took the warm cardboard cup and set it safely out of sight from your work. “Jake Peralta, right?”

Jake smiled when he met your gaze. “Look at that! You remembered my name, we’re practically soul mates,” He mused, fishing the cream and sugar from his pockets.

“Do you take cream?”

“Yes, please.” You said, holding the cup out for him while he poured it in.





Jake’s head shot straight up when you gave your answers. “No!“ He shouted before seeing the confused look you gave him.”…Is the answer you were actually going to say?” He covered with a nervous wheeze. “I mean you can’t have a boyfriend.”

“I can’t?” You asked, brows knitting together. “Do I not look I could get a boyfriend?”

“No!” Jake stuttered, setting down the coffee. “Wait, no, not what I meant. You’re totally gorgeous, it was just…unexpected.”

You look one look at his flushed cheeks and you couldn’t help but chuckle a little. “I suppose it doesn’t matter, because I was just messing with you. I’m not seeing anyone.”

Jake unintentionally let out a sigh of relief before the charm turned back on. “Good, I was worried I’d have to compete for your attention.”

You gave him a small smile, taking your coffee and sipping from it. “You’re a funny man, Peralta.”

He got a little sidetracked by the smile you gave him until he realized he was just excessively staring at you. Quick to recover he took hold of your sketchbook. “Look art stuff, that’s fun!”

Jake was about to say another pickup line but he caught sight of some of your drawings and his train of thought went out the window. “Oh wow,” He commented, continuing to flip through countless portraits. “These are beautiful.”

You snorted. “Funny thing to say about criminal sketches.”

Jake looked over at you and laughed. “No, I know. It’s just the last guy wasn’t even this good.”

“Well thank you,” You said, giving him another smile when he looked up at you. “Maybe I can draw you sometime.”

He was about to happily agree when Holt came out of his office. “Peralta! Quit fraternizing and get in here, you have a case.”

“Can I take a rain check on that?” Jake asked, smiling to himself when you nodded.

“Sounds good to me.” You said, taking back your sketch book from him.

“I’ll totally text you.”

“You don’t have my number.”

“Oh yeah,” Jake said, pretending to ponder before giving you a dramatic look. “Hey! Why don’t we fix that?”

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Lounge Bar - William Karlsson

Originally posted by hockeyswedes

Note: I’m back, again! With another imagine, as per usual. I love Swedes, I truly do, but I love Swedes with flows even more, just makes me fall in love even faster, ya know? Anyways, here’s a cute lil request for you guys, hope you enjoy!

Mentions: Alexander Wennberg

Warnings: Stereotypes, but basically none

Requested: Yes | No

Up Next: Chris Kreider

Teaser: “Just cause you’re a big shot doesn’t mean you can get any girl you lay your eyes on, Blondie.” He looked at you appalled, “Of course I don’t want any girl I lay my eyes on, I specifically want you, at the moment.”

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What if the Enchantress came one day late? What if the ball went as planned, and the Prince went to bed that night human and cruel, and the next day was alone when she arrived? What if the staff weren’t nearby when the curse was cast? What then, what then?

“The prince [was] forgotten by the world, for the enchantress had erased all memory of them from the minds of the people they loved….” Dark!Fic. Inspired by this savagely sad post of @batbobsession‘s.

Part I: Not A Care in the World

The ball was flawless. In the garden, the roses continued to reach to the sky, and the storm brushed away; the lights shut off in the palace, one by one, and the music faded to silence. The prince went to bed with one or two or three pretty women he wouldn’t care for by the next day. Up in his room, Lumiere popped open a bottle of champagne.

Plumette, lighting the candles by the bed, grinned at him over the flames. He laughed and raised his glass.

“Another sublime night, ça va, mon amour?” The door creaks and in come Mrs. Potts, Cogsworth, Chapeau, the visiting musicians. The word has quickly spread that Lumiere and Plumette are serving leftover croquembouche in their room; the staff find places to sit, glasses to drink from, hands to join and caress. Mrs. Potts, in a rocking chair, smiles and holds a sleeping Chip.

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Svt as dads: seungcheol

seungcheol | jeonghan | joshua | jun | soonyoung | wonwoo | jihoon | seokmin | mingyu | minghao | seungkwan | vernon | chan

-cries during the birth. hard.

-all the boys are there in the waiting room and he runs out and screams “it’s a girl/boy!” and they all run to hug him and he cries even harder.

-gets up with the baby every night his s/o doesn’t ever have to lift a finger.

-rocks and sings them to sleep it’s adorable.

-always has a bedtime story ready.

-doesn’t know a thing about babies or development.

-”say dada. say dada! s/o/n why won’t they say it?!” “seungcheol they’re two months old.”

-tastes the baby food to show his kid it tastes good.

-gags afterwards.

-cries when they take their first steps.

-cries over everything tbh.

-first day of school is tough.

-not for the kid, but for him.

-he doesn’t handle it well.

-his kid is super talented of course.

-so he goes to all of the sporting events/dance recitals/school competitions/etc.

-gets really into it the first time and the coach/teacher has to tell him to chill out.

-feels super bad after that and turns into the quiet Proud Dad.

-always brags about his kid to the other parents in the stands.

-”that’s my kid out there. best one on the court. your kid is okay but look at my little star.”

-let’s his kids paint his nails and do his hair/makeup if they want to.

-goes to work with bright pink nails and flips off every person that gives him weird looks.

-lowkey a helicopter parent.

-but it’s not so bad bc he just wants the best for his kids.

-real overprotective okay like.

-the kind of dad that sits on the front porch with a gun when his daughter goes on her first date.

-”you listen here son you better treat her well or i’ll shoot you in the ass.”

-teaches his boys to be respectful young men.

-first time they pop off about something he’s scolding them.

-won’t tolerate it.

-owns a white pair of tennis shoes and wears them when he grills.

-can’t cook for shit but makes a mean bratwurst.

-The Vacation Dad he wears a hawaiian shirt and a bucket hat and his sandals with sunscreen just on his nose whenever they go on trips.

-rough head pats.

-hs graduation? a mess.

-he holds back the tears during the ceremony but the minute he hugs them he’s crying.

-kid is embarrassed he couldn’t care less.

-sending them off to college is the Actual Worst he doesn’t leave his bed for three days.

-facetimes with them every single night until they’re like dad i have things to do i love you but stop.

-drives them back and forth between school and home in the mini van he’s had since they were a baby.

-is basically an Overprotective Emotional Mess that will kill anyone/thing that hurts his babies.