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Eurovision 2K17: Graham Norton's Best Bits

“It’s a grey, damp night outside so there’s a faint smell of wet dog in the arena.”

“So, the theme this year is celebrating diversity, so let’s see who they’ve got to host… Oh, it’s three white men. Well done.”

“I can’t mock the jacket because… I’ve worn worse.”

“Timur is a personality powerhouse.”

“They’re excellent at speaking at the same time, they’ve cracked that.”

“Her brother will be fiddling with her on stage tonight.”

“Nathan Trent is actually his stage name. His real name is… Very difficult.”

“If you think my job’s hard, check out the guy pretending to play the saxophone for three minutes.”

“I should tell you, the Union Jack just fell off the wall in the commentary room. Hope it’s not an omen.”

“Nothing’s gone wrong. This was planned.”

“By the way, don’t worry, he hasn’t bought his mother’s ashes onstage with him. It’s actually a mini milk churn, which- who knew- could double as a musical instrument. Well, I say musical.”

“By the way, there hasn’t been a stage invasion. The woman is a professionally trained dancer. She is meant to be there.”

“The dancer trying to hide there. Who can blame her?”

“Inside that gorilla is Italy’s leading choreographer.”

“If you’re going to dress someone as a gorilla, at least get a decent costume. It looks like two carseat covers sewn together.”

“She was born and raised there (Australia). Moved to Denmark… Suspiciously recently.”

“There is so much love in this room.”
“Not for you, Alex.”

“Stop.”

“And you keep thinking, ‘oh, this will make sense in a moment’ and… No…”

“She very kindly gave us some promotional chalk. I’ll be taking that home.”

“Ironically, for a man singing a song called ‘My Friend’, he doesn’t seem to have any.”

“Song 14 is Australia. Let’s not get into it.”

“My only piece of advice would be don’t start looking at his eyebrows unless you don’t want to stop”

"Does he advertise car insurance?”

“It’s got lots of things euro fans will enjoy: a beautiful woman, a stonking disco beat, and two half-naked men splashing around in a paddling pool.”

“Ooo. Some dodgy notes in there. I wonder if something’s gone wrong technically… Or maybe he’s just not great.”

“He wasn’t supposed to be singing but he stepped into the breach when the original singer… Came to his senses.”

“Comedy alert, ladies and gentleman.”

“Now… If I say this song is rap meets yodelling…”

“She claims to be the only yodeller in Romania. Probably because the others don’t talk about it. It’s the first rule of Yodel Club.”

“She splits her time between Berlin and London, so if you think you know her, you’ve probably seen her waiting for a bus or something.”

“Eurovision fans know it’s a long wait for the competition.” “A year. It’s a year, Timur.”

“The next thing you’ll ask is… How can three minutes be this long?”

“I just hope she enjoys it (performing) a bit more than she appears to.”

“This boy is a boy.”

“He’s literally just turned 17. He was born in this century.”

“We’ve done it, ladies and gentleman. This is song 26.”

“Terrific graphics, though. Mind you, if we’re looking at the graphics, something’s gone terribly wrong, hasn’t it.”

“Verka and her mother. I think it’s the same mother she had in 2008, we can’t be sure.”

“She (Verka) has already started drinking tonight.”
“Oh, I can believe that.”

“If zombies did aerobics, it’d look a bit like this.”

“Two hundred million people… Are watching this.”

“This is quite torturous. A very long minute.”

*gasp* “I smell charisma.”

“I shared a urinal with John Ola Sand earlier. I didn’t talk to him…. Thought best not to.”

“Look at us, on the left hand side of the scoreboard.”

“Do you think she gave the other half of her jacket to the man from Croatia?”

“This is like an international version of First Dates.”

“They’re like the muppets with accents.”

“Who wants donutsssssss?” came a voice from the doorway.

In walked Chris, dressed in a dirty sweatshirt and a soaking wet red bandana. 

“Sorry I was late.  I biked here.  Trying to save the environment and stuff.”

Chris took a seat at the table and plopped down the donuts on top of the stack of spreadsheets.  Everyone at the table jumped at them.

“Um, Chris,” I motioned, “Our team is presenting now.  Do you have the graphs you were supposed to make?" 

I knew the answer before he even opened his mouth.  “No, sorry, I was getting the donuts.  And I biked here.  I’m trying to save the environment and stuff.”

I rolled my eyes.  Hank, the other man in our trio, went in for a donut. 

I tried to continue from where I left off.  “…and if you look at this chart you can see our eastern sector sales have fallen 12 percent…”

Chris raised his hand.  “Yes, Chris, what is it?”

"Is this going to take long?  I wanted to go try to see if I could break the vending machine in the break room.”

“What?!  Why would you even want to do that?”

“It’s a measure of strength.  Only a true man can break a vending machine.”

I tried to ignore him.  Everyone else in the room thought Chris was the best.  I could see it in their stupid donut-eating smiles.  Hank and I finished our presentation and then we all filed out of the boardroom.

I caught our boss, Mr. O’Leary, and asked if I could have a word.

“Sure, Charlie, what is it?”

“It’s about Chris.  He really didn’t pull his weight on this project, and sir, he never does.  I always have to pick up his slack.”

“What are you trying to say, Charlie?"  O’Leary glared.

I knew if any action would be taken I would have to be brutally honest.  “Sir, I don’t think he should be working here.”

"Sorry, son, but I like Chris,” said O’Leary assuredly. “Plus, he’s trying to save the environment and stuff.  Also, I want to see if he can break that vending machine.”

A Lesson in Love (Emergency)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you’re assigned to write a story about romance, a subject you know nothing about, and Bucky, a hopeless romantic, offers you his assistance.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 3,048

“A Lesson in Love” Masterlist + Soundtrack

@avengerstories - thank you, as always, for editing this for me.

Originally posted by charlestonchewbacca

The thought of what it must feel like to be an astronaut has crossed your mind on countless occasions, thanks to the astronomy class you’re currently taking. How does it feel to be that detached from the place you call home? To see the earth floating in the never-ending expanse that is space? To know that there’s a whole world of people residing on that large green and blue planet, but having no way to reach out to them?

Unexpected circumstances have transformed you into the astronaut that you never thought you’d have the chance to be. The news that Bucky is in the hospital, his condition unknown, has acted like a spaceship, catapulting you out of the atmosphere. It’s left you hurdling through space, unable to reach out to anyone, no matter how hard you try. T’Challa and Sam are calling out to you, but you can’t hear them. They’re far away, too far away, waiting on earth while you continue your journey. One without any gravity to keep you from floating away.

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Dinner Party

Summary: After Bucky returns home from a mission all you want to do is stay in bed (naked) all day with him. But you two have to go to a friend’s birthday to make things fun he proposes a little game.

Paring: Bucky x Reader.

Words: 2575

Warnings:  There is a lot in fuffly in this, but also SMUT and loats of teasing.

This is a one-shot

Thank you to @drinkfantasy, for being my beta you are the best.

Originally posted by sebstanslaugh

You look at yourself in the mirror, felling happy about your appearance. You are wearing one of your favorites dresses, it is navy blue with a modest cleavage in the front and another masive one in the back.

You look cute for your friend’s birthday, your make up it’s done in a very simple away, just some mascara and lip gloss. You turn around and see Bucky who is lying on your bed almost sleeping. You sit by his side and he hides his face on your lap. You start playing with his hair, making him moan at your gentle actions.

“Are you sure you want to come along? You can stay here and sleep a little. I won’t hold against you if you don’t come with me.” You know that he is tired, Bucky came back home around 4 a.m. from a two weeks mission and he only slept a few hours.

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Character: Min Yoongi x reader (oc)

Genre/words: Angst, Implied/light Smut, Arranged Marriage! AU / 14,844 words

Summary: He is the successor of his family’s business empire, and you are the female heir of yours. After the trouble his older brother had created in the past, he now must face certain requirements needed for the sake of the family’s future and to save his rights of inheritance, and you become his only way out. Everything might seem so simple, just the way they are supposed to. But everything isn’t always what it seems, is it?

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Just Friends

Requests: (1) Could you do a Draco imagine that consists of Cedric Diggory, Draco getting jealous, feels, conflict, and a load of jealousy?;

(2) Could you do an imagine where Draco and the reader are best friends and lowkey in love with each other but refuse to admit it, and progressively Draco starts making, erm, suggestive, comments to the reader and there’s just lots of sexual tension and eventually they get together?

⇢  A Draco x Reader work featuring a very jealous and steamy Draco.


Draco took a sip from his goblet, peering over the rim as you walked into The Great Hall with a handsome Hufflepuff by your side. Not that it bothered him, of course. In fact, Draco would say he hardly even noticed.

“You alright, mate?”

“Just fine. Why do you ask?”

Zabini shrugged. “Your nose has been inside your goblet for some time now. Trying to drown yourself, Malfoy?”

“Of course not.” Draco lowered the goblet from his face, never once taking his eyes off you. You were still talking to that boy.

Blaise followed Draco’s gaze and smirked. “Tell me, Draco, where’s that best friend of yours? She usually would have dropped by for her daily chat by now.” He watched as Draco’s jaw clenched ever so slightly. “Oh– I see her. She’s preoccupied by that Hufflepuff. Diggory, is it?”

“I don’t know. And I couldn’t care less, really.”

“Didn’t you two agree to attend the Yule Ball together?” A look of mock realization dawned on Zabini’s face. “Oh, that’s right. You two agreed to go only as friends. And now she’s chatting up the Triwizard Champion while you’re here dateless.”

“Appears so.” Draco remained impassive. “But at least I have an excuse for not bringing a date. Can you say the same?”

Zabini sobered as he took in Draco’s expressionless tone. Zabini may have been a tosser, but he knew when to stop. “You really like her, don’t you?”

Draco heaved a sigh, rubbing his temple and finally turning to face Blaise. “Is it obvious?”

“Only to someone with a brain.” Blaise paused. “Which explains why Y/N hasn’t caught on yet.”

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Work it Out

Bucky x Reader

Summary: after pulling a muscle on a mission, you need to stretch out your leg while working out. But you need help to do so. There’s only one person around to help.

Word Count: 2595 (I got carried away!)

Warnings: language + references to smut + angst

A/N: I have so much unfinished hw and I’m writing a fanfic. honestly I should just drop out I can’t anymore w school. anyway, enjoy 💛


“That bad?” Wanda says, chuckling breathlessly. I shake my head. A familiar pain strikes through my thigh and I wince. Wanda looks at me in concern. “Stop.” she says. I look at her for a moment, almost limping on the treadmill, before pressing the “Stop” button and letting the conveyer belt slow to a halt. She finishes her own as well, wiping the sheet of sweat off her forehead.

“He literally ate his rice with his hands.” I sigh. Wanda raises her eyebrows. “I don’t know when the dating pool shrunk to all the losers.” I shake my head.

“Well, don’t take it out in your workout.” she says. “At least not until your muscle has healed.” I roll my eyes. “Doctor’s orders!” she says impatiently. I stick my tongue out at her and she smiles. “Well, I’m done anyway. Tony organized a dinner.” I tilt my head.

“Tony did something nice? What’s the catch?” I say. She shrugs.

“I think Pepper kinda forced him to. He said something about bonding, and I knew there was no way he had decided to do this on his own account.” I smile, shaking my head. “I’m gonna go clean up. Make sure to be down by seven.” I nod and bid her farewell. “And please take it easy on the workout.” she says, exiting the gym.

I bite my lip and turn around, looking for the next thing to do. After a moment, I decide to work on my combat by the punching bags. I cover my hands first so I don’t hurt myself, then begin punching at the sand bag, grunting with each blow. I use my left leg to kick, keeping use of my right minimal, like my doctor said to. My elbows strike the bag over and over, letting out my pent up anger. My stupid muscle was keeping me from going on the missions. I’m stuck in the compound and the best thing I can do is watch Netflix. I’m dead weight until my leg heals, and there’s no telling when that will be. My mind goes back to the first time I had to sit out on an assignment, five days ago.

We were about to leave for a mission, practically walking out the door as we finished gearing up. It had been a day since my doctor told me I hurt my leg. I was limping slightly, as the pain had turned into a dull ache. I pull on my jacket and look around at my teammates. Everyone is preparing, tucking guns into their jeans, putting in earpieces. I notice Bucky looking at me for a moment, but I don’t give it any notice, because he soon calls Steve over to him. I return to my prep, sliding a small dagger into my boot. I turn around, ready to leave, and nearly crash straight into a chest. My feet stumbled back and my eyes meet Steve’s concerned ones.

“What?” I say, furrowing my eyebrows. He folds his arms and looks down at my leg.

“I think you should maybe sit this one out, Y/N.” he says firmly. I stare at him incredulously.

“What?” I say, shaking my head. “No, I’m fine, Steve. I can handle myself.” He purses his lips.

“And if you can’t?” I tilt my head at him.

“I’m trained, Steve. I can handle a leg.” I say, looking at him stubbornly.

“I can’t risk you getting caught out there. You know they’ll take advantage of any of our weaknesses.” I step back.

“I’m a weakness?” I ask. He shakes his head.

“You know that’s not what I meant. I don’t want you to get hurt.” I exhale sharply, looking around at everyone else. Nat’s lips are pursed, looking at me identically to the way Steve is. Everyone has stopped what they’re doing to tune into the conversation, looking at me like I’m a child. Everyone except Bucky.

“You gotta be kidding me.” I say, setting my gaze on each one of them.

“He’s right, Y/N.” Tony says, his voice muffled by his suit. “It won’t help anyone if your leg acts up and you fall on your ass. That’s bad enough, now add the responsibility of innocents and the threat of HYDRA.” My nose flares, because I know they’re right. I silently throw off my jacket and limp back to the elevator.


“Y/N!” someone yells from behind me. I snap out of my thoughts and stop beating the bag in front of me, turning around. Bucky is standing by the Dumbbells, concern obvious on his face. “Are you alright?” he says. I breathe heavily and look down at my wrapped feet, wondering how long he was calling me for.

“Fine.” I mutter, turning back to the punching bag. I feel his eyes burning into the back of my head and huff. Great, I think, now I can’t concentrate. I straighten my posture and swallow, still knowing that he’s watching me. Ignore, ignore, ignore. I begin punching again, trying to keep from making any grunts of effort. I’m back into a routine, this time not out of anger, but out of genuine focus. I’m in the zone, pretending to deface a HYDRA junkie, making him call for his mom. I get too excited, because I jump up and do a 360, sticking out my leg—my right leg—to kick in midair. My hamstring protests, causing a jolting pierce to run up my leg. I yelp and fall to the ground, landing on my knee. “Shit.” I mutter. From the other side of the gym, I hear something falls and footsteps approach.

“Y/N?” Bucky says. “What’s wrong?” I wince and pull my legs out from underneath me, laying them out,

“Uh, hurt my leg.” I groan. His brows furrow in worry.

“How bad?” he says, his eyes darting around my leg. He sits down on his knees beside me, his hands frozen in the air, unsure of where to go.

“Think I disturbed the healing or something. Doctor kind of expected it to happen, considering I work in combat.” I sigh, the pain not subsiding.

“What can I do?” Bucky says hesitantly. There is already a polite decline leaving my mouth when I cut myself off. Shit. My face visibly shows me cringing at the words I have to say.

“Uh… My doctor said to do an exercise.” I mumble, looking down at my lap.

“What is it?” Bucky says. I sigh and run my hand over my face.

“I have to lie down and keep my legs straight, and, uh, another person has to lift my leg up really slowly and to stop when it starts to hurt. And, um, keep doing that until I can get my leg to a 90 degree angle.“ I breathe. Bucky itches the back of his neck. “You don’t have to—”

“No, it’s fine. I’m not just gonna leave you here.” he says. I keep from gritting my teeth. I kinda wish you would. It would save an incredible amount of awkwardness.

“Um. Ok.” My face turns hot as I lie down on my back with my hands at my sides. Bucky shuffles over, still sitting on the ground.

“Right leg?” he asks. I nod, watching my chest rise and fall. He gets up and leans down, taking my ankle in his hands. My breath nearly hitches at the contrast of his cold metal hand and his humanly warm flesh one. It makes goosebumps rise on my entire body. His eyes meet mine as he stands back up slowly, taking my leg with him. I internally throw profanities at myself for deciding to wear gym shorts. What’s wrong with sweats, huh? “Tell me when it hurts.” Bucky says quietly. I bite down nervously on my bottom lip. He slowly lifts my leg up, the movement of his fingers on my skin making my legs clench, which is infuriating because it makes my thigh hurt. Every move he makes, I can feel it like I’m watching it. But all I can see is my own chest and most of Bucky’s face. He looks right at me, watching for any sign of pain. Once my leg has reached the same height as wear I imagine his belly button would be, I wince and bend my knee for a split second. Bucky re-straightens it, skimming his flesh hand to my kneecap and gently pushing it down. He kneels back to the floor and sets my leg on the ground without letting go of it. He rises again, slowly, making his way back up. My fingers are digging into the mat underneath me, begging for this to be over before I do something stupid. I try to stare up at the ceiling, but it’s so difficult when I know I could be staring to his marble-like eyes instead. And that’s precisely what I do. My leg reaches his chest before the back of my thigh stretches painfully. I narrow my eyes and breathe in sharply.

“Um, it hurts.” I whisper. He stops and proceeds to repeat the protocol, kneeling and rising. The only times my eyes leave his are when they disappear behind my chest, setting my ankle down. The process repeats four more times, dead silence consuming the gym. The only sounds are my erratically beating heart, my murmurs telling him that my leg hurts, and my foot gently touching the floor. On the last time, my leg is nearly there, and when he takes a step closer to me to reach my leg easier, I nearly stop breathing. He’s towering over me, his orbs staring at me softly. He smiles slightly.

“There we go.” he says. I look at my leg and realize that it’s reached the 90 degree angle. I open my mouth, then close it. His hands roam down the back of my shin as he backs up and lays my limb back on the floor, reaching an arm out to help me up. I slowly lift my hand and take his flesh one, letting him haul me off the ground. We’re standing unbearably close, is hand on my forearm.

“Thank you.” I whisper, looking down. He nods his head and slides his hand back the way it came, down my wrist, through my hand, lightly applying pressure on my fingertips before stepping away. I take a long breath in before beginning to walk. I don’t let the breath out until I’ve safely reached my room, locking it and collapsing onto my bed.


I only have about twenty minutes to get ready for dinner, so I take an impossibly quick shower—desperately trying to wash away the tingling on my right leg— and change into a pair of dark skinny jeans and a cream colored blouse. I brush my hair and leave it down to air dry, as I don’t have time to do it. I get out of my room just in time and head down the lounge. It’s modern and sleek with grey couches and smooth wooden floors. On the other end of the room, there’s a mountain of food neatly placed on the board glass dining table. The food is surrounded by empty dinner plates and cutlery. The rest of the team have just made it, talking to one another and taking their seats. I can’t help but smile. As much as I hate to admit it, I don’t blame them for keeping me off the missions. I feel grateful that they care about me enough to put my safety before the given assignment. Nat notices me standing at the entrance of the room and smiles, gesturing for me to approach. I do, greeting everyone in a friendly manner as I take a seat between Sam and Clint, breathing in the sweet scent of fresh food and laying a towel out on my lap. Most of it hasn’t been uncovered yet, still blanketed with a silverware dome. Chatter echoes around the table, but I stay silent, watching the plates being uncovered by outstretched hands, taking in the sight. Rice, ribs, steak, pasta. Every dinner food I can think of is stretched out on the table. I feel someone tap me on the shoulder. I look over to Sam, whose looking at me mischievously. I narrow my eyes. “What?” I ask testingly. He smiles and props his cheek on his knuckles.

“I saw quite the sight earlier.” he says quietly. My eyebrows knit into a confused frown. “I saw you,” he pauses, “gettin’ all touchy with Barnes in the gym.” My eyes widen. I hear an irritating clink behind and look over to see Barton has dropped his glass of champagne. It leaks all over the glass, but no one seems to notice. He’s staring at Sam with his eyes wide. My head whips back to Sam and I give him a deadly glare. He doesn’t even look at me, but instead smiles at Clint.

“You had a thing with Barnes?” he says. I close my eyes at the volume of his voice and nearly off myself right there. The chatter at the table comes to an abrupt halt at the sentence. I’ve never been happier to not have Bucky at the table.

“No,” I croak, “I didn’t.” Tony giggles like a child. My eyes fly open and I look at him testingly. “I didn’t.”

“Then what the hell did I see?” Sam says. I swallow and look down.

“I hurt my leg. He was helping me stretch.” I say quietly. Tony makes an uh-hu and I grit my teeth.

“Stop.” I say. Sam and Tony have childish smirks on their faces that I wish I could punch clean off. Everyone else looks at me with raised eyebrows or widened eyes. “Nothing happened.” I mumble. Sam shrugs.

“Here he comes. We’ll just ask him ourselves.” Tony says. My breathing pattern disorients as I look behind me to see Bucky coming through the hall, shaking out his wet hair like a dog. I want to sink back into my chair and become one with it, completely out of sight and finished with this situation. “Hey, Barnes, what were you doing with Y/N in the gym?” Tony says. I barely look at him, just enough to see his face. He raises an eyebrow.

“Working out?” he says, like its the only possible thing that could’ve happened. I mean, it is. Of course it is. “That’s not what I saw.” Sam says, tilting his head at Bucky. I feel a lump form in my throat as Bucky looks at me in confusion.

“She hurt her thigh. I was helping her stretch.” he says, squinting.

“Mmhhmm.” Tony says. “I bet you help her stretch all the time.” I stiffen, looking around the table. Clint, Sam, and Tony giggle profusely. Steve is tugging at his lips to keep a smile from reaching them. Wanda and Nat look at me in surprise. I breathe in and look down, suddenly disheartened.

“You know what, guys?” I say quietly, standing up and folding the towel on the table. “Have a great dinner.” I push my chair out with the back of my knees. The boys aren’t laughing anymore. The table’s eyes are on me. I shuffle out of the chair and turn around, walking past Bucky, brushing his shoulder and trying not to stare at his concerned face. My feet thump, carrying me back to my room, locking the door and sitting on the end of my bed, a sigh escaping my lips.

sentence prompts
  1. “What if I say no?”
  2. “Get out.”
  3. “I dreamed of you last night.”
  4. “I don’t know if you noticed… but we’re in a party”
  5. “You can dance with me… if you want!”
  6. “DON’T LOOK!!”
  7. “I think people hug at this point.”
  8. “I’ll take you.”
  9. “Why didn’t you call me?”
  10. “Would you stop that?!”
  11. “I loved you.”
  12. “Yeah I was there.”
  13. “Don’t say that.”
  14. “I’ll take the couch.”
  15. “You lied to me.”
  16. “Maybe you didn’t love me after all.”
  17. “Take my hand.”
  18. “SO… you think I’m hot?”
  19. “What are you doing?””Hiding.”
  20. “Let’s run. Together.”
  21. “Wow! you’re good at this!”
  22. “I think we should stop seeing each other.”
  23. “You have a picture of me? On your fridge?” 
  24. “Do I know you?”
  25. “I thought we could go back to whatever the hell we were!”
  26. “Did I just say that?”
  27. “Breathe, okay? Just breathe.”
  28. “Stand behind me.”
  29. “But I don’t want to leave.”
  30. “Tell me a secret.”
  31. “DON’T PRetend with me!!”
  32. “I saw you, right there.”
  33. “I-I just wanted to say that I uh, I missed you.”
  34. “I’m not lying.”
  35. “You look… okay. I MEAN-”
  36. “I knew I’d find you here.”
  37. “You still remember?”
  38. “I guess I just wanted to know if you missed me.”
  39. “All I needed was my friend.”
  40. “I like your new place.”
  41. “You left!”
  42. “Do you know any jokes?”
  43. “Are you hungry?”
  44. “I’m not supposed to be here.”
  45. “Do I even wanna know?!”
  46. “Take me home… please?”
  47. “Hey just be cool.”
  48. “You have pretty hands.”
  49. “I’m sorry.”
  50. “Sorry I woke you up.”
  51. “It’s about to rain, get inside.”
  52. “So… friends?”
  53. “I’m his/her best friend.”
  54. “I got you, it’s okay. It’s okay.”
  55. “We can leave, you know?”
  56. “Did I interrupt something?”
  57. “I’m trying, okay?”
  58. “OH MY GOD YOUR EYES!!!”
  59. “Why didn’t you ask me instead?”
  60. “Sing to me.”
  61. “What’s my prize?”
  62. “I don’t want to see you anymore.”
  63. “You’re so cute!!!”
  64. “I was trying to protect you.”
  65. “I’ll kill you.”
  66. “And then you laughed.”
  67. “I didn’t know where to go to.”
  68. “I was having a nightmare.” 
  69. “I know this song.”
  70. “I need someone to hear me.”
GROUPCHAT - Xmen x Reader

I decided to try something new. This is going to be trash! I’m sorry for it being on your dash. I didn’t actually plan this, I just kept going. You can request a group chat, and be sure to tell me who you want in the group chat. -Thai💖
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Jubes💖:
Hey guys! We should go to the mall.

Scotty😎:
Again?!? Jubilee no.

Jean:
This is the 6th time this week!

Y/N👑:
And this will be the 6th time getting kicked out…hmm I wonder why?

Warren:
It was an accident! Not my fault my wings are huge. But you know what else is huge, ladies 😉

Bamf💙:
My love for god?

Jubilee💖:
Kurt, never change.

Wanda🔮:
Leave it Warren or Peter to make it inappropriate

Speedy:
You shouldn’t even get that reference! You’re a baby!

Wanda🔮:
I’M YOU’RE YOUNGER TWIN SISTER! I AM NOT A BABY!

Jubilee💖:
Anymore, back on a more important topic. Mall?

Ro⛈:
How about we just stay in and watch a movie? I like watching American films!

Bamf💙:
Me too! They are very interesting!

Alex💥:
They are very boring, especially the romantic ones. They are so predictable!

Scotty😎:
I gotta agree with my bro. Romcoms are boring.

Speedy:
Now action movies on the other hand. Very fun to watch. There’s always a hot girl.

Scotty😎:
That’s true. May I add that the hot girls body is always amazing.

Jean:
So is that why you have so many action movies? To watch the hot girls, Scott?

Speedy:
Damn Scott. Now be careful with your answer.

Y/N👑:
Well there goes the movie idea…how about camping?

Ro⛈:
Camping sounds fun.

Jubes💖:
Gross! Bugs everywhere! You’re sleeping on the ground! Bad wifi! May I add NO BATHROOMS!

Wanda🔮:
I agree with Jubilee. Camping is a no.

Bamf💙:
I have never been camping before. Y/N we can go camping 😄

Jubes💖:
On second thought. I’ll go.

Alex💥:
Someone’s jealous

Warren:
👀

Speedy:
👀

Wanda🔮:
👀

Y/N👑:
👀

Ro⛈:
Question is of tho☕️👌🏼

Jubes💖:
I hate all of you.

Jean:
Minus one of us buts that none of my business

Speedy:
Ooo burn! Get it..because she’s all hot and firey and stuff?

Scotty😎:
Did you just call my girlfriend hot😡

Speedy:
At least I didn’t say she has an amazing body☕️👌🏼 She totally does though. Jean, you got some nice legs.

Jubes💖:
GROSS! PETER!

Warren:
He’s not wrong.

Y/N👑:
He is not.

Alex💥:
Not at all. If you think of it. All the females on the team have amazing bodies.

Wanda🔮:
Not I, but all my team mates look amazing.

Warren:
You have a nice ass🍑

Speedy:
What you say bird boy?

Warren:
What? She has an amazing ass. All the girls do.

Warren had been removed by Speedy.

Speedy has left the chat.

Wanda🔮:
I got to go save a team mate.

Wanda🔮 had left the chat.

Alex💥:
He’s not wrong about Wanda’s ass but Y/N’s has the best ass. Hands down.

Ro⛈:
Why do you look upon our asses?

Alex💥:
No one here can say they haven’t looked at Y/N ass. Maybe Kurt but I highly doubt it.

Jubes💖:
As much as I hate the fact we jumped off topic and is now talking about asses, Alex has a solid point.

Scotty😎:
Y/N, I’m not admitting that I look at your ass but you have a nice ass.

Y/N👑:
Thank you butterscott, you have…nice lips and hair.

Jean:
I just want to state the fact that I can read thoughts. @Scott

Jean has left the chat

Scotty😎:
Jean!

Scotty😎 has left the chat

Ro⛈:
Poor kid. So movie or camping?
___________________________________________

And I’m going to end it right there. This was messy and sloppy but oh well.

Heat

Hi sweeties! Hope you’re all doing well! It’s super hot right now and I got a little carried away with writing, so here’s a little smut for you guys to enjoy! Let me know what you think! And if you find the ‘little love’ in there then this means this is for M, my partner in crime on here @thesmutofthemendes xx

She tossed and turned at night, her nightdress drenched, her hair sticking to her sweaty temples.

She groaned, opening the windows but nothing would help. Running her fingers through her long hair she breathed out, trying to cool down but it was in vain. There was no way she would get any sleep tonight.

She glanced at the AC in the suite and sighed seeing that it was showing a temperature of 39°

Damn.

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Wolfstar First Date Headcanons:

 So it’s their first date after Remus, as a stuttering mess and completely red in the face, manages to ask Sirius out on a date. They’ve been dancing around each other for so long now and their friends are just about ready to pull their hairs out from so much sexual tension and flirting and oh my god we know you’re not together yet but please get a room!

 But they get there eventually. Eventually. It only took them six bloody years. They get to the first date. Okay. The first date. Nothing to panic about. They’ve known each other for so long and it’s just a first date. It’s not that big of a change. Nothing to worry about, right?

 Right?

  • Remus ends up getting flowers. He’s not really one for overtly large signs of affection but this is Sirius and overtly large signs of affection is practically his middle name. So he gets flowers; a dozen roses all arranged in a beautiful bouquet that probably costs way more than it should. And a candlelit dinner for two at a fancy restaurant. And tickets to that muggle movie that’s Sirius adores. It’s going to be perfect. It is. He’s planned every little detail.
  • Sirius, on the other hand, is panicking. He doesn’t know what to do, doesn’t even know what to wear. It’s their first date and he doesn’t know what to wear. Remus refuses to tell him where they’re even going and oh god, what if he’s horribly underdressed? What if he embarrasses Remus and it ends up in a horrible disaster and everything becomes awkward after that? Okay, no. He manages to calm himself down enough to fix his hair and look presentable. (Smart Casual’s a good idea. A button down shirt and some jeans. Definitely not robes. Remus seems partial to muggle establishments. And smart casual works anywhere. Not too formal and not too… casual). He decides to get flowers, a dozen roses in a perfect bouquet, because what kind of date would he be if he didn’t get flowers?
  • Remus turns up at 6 o’clock on the dot. Well, turns up is a strong word considering that they already live together, but he knocks at the door to Sirius’ room exactly on time. Sirius opens the door, hair slicked back with a black leather jacket, jeans that are much too tight (and definitely not the ones that makes Remus blush brighter than a tomato), and a nice-ish shirt. Remus has to fight to keep a straight face and not look like the lovesick idiot that he is. His heart is beating madly in his chest.
  • (What he doesn’t know is the solid two hours Sirius spent as an absolute whirlwind in his room, frantically trying on and subsequently throwing away articles of clothing. Sirius purposefully opened his door in the smallest way possible because his room looks as if a tornado ran through it and danced the salsa and hell if he even lets Remus see that)
  • ‘So what do you plan to do with me, Lupin,’ he asks. Don’t panic, don’t panic, don’t panic, screams a voice in his head in a distinctly panicky voice.
  •  Remus almost forgets what he’s going to say for a moment because Sirius looks… well, he looks like Sirius Black, hottest man alive and he thought he was prepared for this but man, but he is most definitely very not prepared for this. ‘Uhmm,’ he says.
  • Sirius smiles because Remus is blushing and he’d always adored that particular shade of red he turns to. He resists the urge to kiss the tip of his nose and chase the blush away. On impulse, he takes Remus’ hand with his. It’s a first date, right? Hand holding is good for a first date, right? Hand holding he can do, at any rate.
  • Remus relaxes under Sirius’ touch. He can do this. He is doing this. This will be the best date of his life and it already is because this is Sirius and how can there be anyone better than him?
  •  ‘I’m going to give you the best time of your life,’ he says.

Bonus:

They’re well into dessert, hands entwined on the table while the other struggles with the spoon, when they realize what’s missing.

‘I got you flowers,’ they blurt out at the same time.

‘It’s in my room,’ Sirius tells Remus. ‘I was throwing around so much stuff that I’m afraid I buried it under my clothes or something.’

‘I think I left it on my dresser,’ Remus says. And they both laugh.

‘I’m sure they’re very lovely,’ Sirius says.

‘The best,’ Remus says. ‘They’re the best flowers you’re ever going to see.’

They haven’t let go of each other’s hands yet. Sirius smiles, and his eyes are shining.

Don’t Say Anything (part 11)

Summary: You finally decide to tell Bucky that you’ve been in love with him since the day you met but what happens when you walk in on him with a girl? And not just any girl; Natasha.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: lil bit of this, lil bit of that

A/N: I KNOW I KNOW IT’S BEEN SOOOOOOOO LONG BUT I’M BACK IN ACTION I HOPE THIS WAS WORTH THE WAIT MY BEAUTIFUL PIECES OF CHEESECAKE! Also I’ll edit this tomorrow :) I hope ya enjoy!

“Holy shit.” Pietro’s eyes are widened. “Holy shit.”

You hear the platinum blonde laugh a bit and you smack his arm. “It’s not funny.”

“I never said it was.” he giggled.

“Stop laughing!”

“I’m sorry my love it’s just-” he starts laughing again and you scowl. You charge at him, ready to hit him upside the head but he’s quick and grabs your hands, trapping them in his. “That’s very mean, honey.”

You struggle, trying to release your hands from his hold but it’s no use. “My situation is not funny, asshole.” you grunt.

Pietro laughs again, turning you around and hugging you tightly, your back to his front. You wriggle, trying to set yourself free but it doesn’t work. “If I had known all it took for you to admit your feelings was for Natasha to press on the matter, I would have been done so long ago.”

“Technically, I admitted my feelings for Bucky to Nat, not Bucky.” you correct but before Pietro could respond, the door opens revealing a smiling Bucky and Natasha.

Your body goes a bit limp in Pietro’s arms, seeing them smiling together. She probably told Bucky about your crush on him and they probably laughed and laughed. Who wouldn’t? It was stupid that for 5 years you were so hung up on Bucky thinking that you’d might actually have a chance with him when in reality, good looking guys like him don’t fall for their not-so-hot best friend.

Get a grip.

Bucky’s eyes lock on you and Pietro and his smile drops completely. You think he’s angry at you or that this is all so awkward. What do you say to someone who likes you when you don’t even like them back?

What you didn’t know was that he was getting a bit jealous, seeing Pietro with his arms around you. He wanted to walk over there and snatch you from him. Show Pietro that you where his girl and only his. Natasha catches on to Bucky’s aggravated demeanor and pulls him down to her level by his shoulder.

“Talk to her.” she whispered.

You look away as soon as she pulled him down towards her. You didn’t want to see the happy couple being all… happy.

Bucky nods and straightens up, clearing his throat in the process. He puts on his best ‘I’m-not-about-to-have-a-serious-panic-attack’ face and strides over to you all while mentally killing Pietro in about 100 different ways.

But when he stood in front of you, his mind completely went blank.

You didn’t even notice when Pietro let you go and went to stand by his sister and Steve. You glance at Bucky quickly before staring at your sock-covered feet, shifting from one foot to the other. Everyone in the room was staring at you like you were some zoo animal.

Bucky opened his mouth but then closed it soon after. Where was he supposed to start? What was he supposed to say? The brunette looks over his shoulder at Nat who gestured her hands at him. He nods and looks at you, tapping your shoulder like the two of you were in kindergarten to ask you for a crayon because he accidentally left his at home.

You look at him, waiting for him to speak first but instead of speaking, he quickly swoops down, capturing your lips in a sudden kiss. You almost melt into it. Almost.

But before you could pull away yourself, Natasha yanks the soldier away from you, frowning at him. “What are you doing?!”

Your lips tingle as you slap your hand against your mouth. “Nat I’m so sorry I-”

“I said talk to her not kiss her, you idiot!” she shouts.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I blanked!” he exclaimed, trying his best to dodge the punches Natasha was giving him.

Once she was done, she points over to you. “Talk to her.”

Bucky nods and turns back to you, taking a step closer to get away from Nat. He breathes in. “I-”

But you cut him off with a slap to the face, shocking Steve, Nat, Wanda, Bucky and Pietro. He holds his cheek and gives you a confused look. You fold your arms across your chest as your eyes swell with tears. “How dare you kiss me, James Barnes.” you snap. “You can’t just do that! You have a girlfriend for fucks sake! Who just so happens to be standing right over there and I am most definitely not one of those girls who hook up with their best friends boyfriend behind her back! I will not hurt my best friend like that! She means more to me than anything and I-” you choke on your tears, turning to Natasha. “I’m so sorry Nat. I never meant for all of this to happen. I tried to hard to keep my feelings out of the way but you just kept pushing the subject and I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I didn’t mean for you to find out that way. Actually, I was hoping you never found out at all and that my feelings would just go away but my dumbass got overwhelmed and told you that it was Bucky who I have been madly in love with for five years.”

You shake your head, wiping away your tears as you make eye contact with a very surprised Bucky. “Yeah, you were the guy I had a crush on. The guy who had a girlfriend and only saw me as a friend. Don’t act so surprised, Barnes. I’m sure Nat told you when you two went to talk.”

Bucky stayed quiet. Actually, everyone stood quiet and that frustrated the hell out of you. “So there, everything’s out in the open. I’ve liked you for five years,” you point to Bucky. “I’m sorry that I like your boyfriend,” you point to Natasha then clap your hands together. “And that’s about it. Over and done with. Don’t worry I’ll get over you soon, just.. please stay away from me.” you pause and sniffle, wiping away those stupid tears that keep coming back. “Okay, conversation over. I’m gonna go and read a book or something - maybe sleep. I dunno yet.”

You move towards the door, wanting to go to Wanda’s room or even Tony’s room - anything to get away from Bucky but before you could leave, he grabs your hand and pulls you back.

“You didn’t even hear what I have to say.” he spoke softly.

You scoff and yank your hand away from him. “I don’t need to hear your rejection speech, Bucky. I know you want to be with Natasha I mean, what was I thinking? I was only your best friend. Nothing more.”

You step around Bucky but again, he pulls you back, pressing his lips to yours in another kiss and this time you’re the one who pulls away. Frowning and damn near ready to explode, you repeatedly hit his chest. “What the hell is wrong with you?!”

Bucky catches your hands in his, causing you to stop hitting him. You look at him and he smiles. He fucking smiles. “I love you.”

And there goes the little self control you had left. You kick Bucky’s leg and he lets go of your hands to tend to the spot you just kicked. While doing this, you start hitting his shoulder. “You can’t say that! Honestly, what’s wrong with you! You’re dating Natasha, my best friend if you’ve forgotten and I am not going to hurt her! You can take your shitty ‘I love you’ and shove it right up your a-”

“Y/N!” Natasha exclaimed, catching your attention. You notice she’s sporting a smile and you give her a confused look. Why is she smiling? Her boyfriend just kissed her best friend! “Let him talk, will ya?”

You knit your eyebrows together. “But he-”

“We’re not dating.” she says. “We never really were.”

You look at Bucky then at Natasha then back at Bucky, waiting for him to confirm or deny what she just said but he just stands there, mouth opening and closing. Natasha rolls her eyes.

“Long story short, he was using me because of the attention and I was using him because of the attention.” you’re still confused and Nat sees this which causes her to continue. “I missed Bruce and I filled that emptiness with Bucky and he wanted to be with you but he didn’t think you felt that way about him so he filled that emptiness with me. We were just using each other. We were a distraction for each other. I never really liked him and he never really liked me. We were lying to ourselves. Bucky likes you, Y/N.”

“Oh..” you nod, eyes wandering to the floor while everyone waited for another reaction. You kept nodding your head as you processed everything Natasha told you. Bucky and Nat don’t like each other. He likes you. He likes you. Holy shit, he likes you! Is this real life? Should you pinch yourself? You glance around the room and subtly pinch yourself. Ouch. Definitely real life. Your eyes travel up to lock with Bucky’s and you gasp. “Oh!” you immediately wrap your arms around his neck. “I’m so sorry for hitting and kicking and slapping you, Buck! Oh my god, I’m so so so sorry.” you pull away enough to cradle his face in your hands. The brunette laughs and takes your hands in his.

“It’s okay, baby doll.” he says before placing a tender kiss on the back of your hand.

You look over at Natasha before making your way over to her. “Are you still my best friend?”

She cocks her head to the side. “Are you still mine?”

You smile. “Of course.”

Nat’s lips spread into a grin. “Same here.”

You hug the red head, squeezing her tightly while she laughed. When you pulled away, she looked over at Bucky. “See Bucky, I told you. Sisters before misters.”

The super soldier playfully rolls his eyes. “Yeah, yeah, whatever, can I have her back now?”

The red head smirked. “For now.”

You laugh at the two as you walk back over to Bucky.

“I love you too, by the way.” your words make Bucky chuckle as his cheeks tint pink.

“So are we good?” he asked, lacing his fingers with yours.

You nod. “We’re good.”

The two of you hug each other and while doing so, Pietro comes next to you. “What did I tell you, my love?”

Even with your face buried in Bucky’s chest, you can still see the stupid smirk that’s plastered on the speedy sokovian’s face. In response to Pietro’ s words, Bucky takes a step away from him, bringing you with him. You smirk against his clothed chest and look up at him.

“Why’d you move?”

“Huh? Oh I just… wanted to stretch out my legs a bit.” he shrugged.

Your smirk only grows as you fully pull away from Bucky’s hold. “Mhm.”

Bucky takes your hand in his, the two of you walking out of your room. “I did!”

“Mhhmmm.”

“Okay, okay,” he chuckled, draping his arm over your shoulders. “I may or may not get a little jealous when you’re around Pietro.”

“I knew it!” you laugh.

“I mean, he calls you ‘my love’ like hello, excuse me, she’s mine, back up blondie.” he spoke and you laugh even more.

“Yours, huh?”

Bucky looks at you and smiles. “Shut up.” you two unknowingly make it to the elevator and once the doors close, he kisses the top of your head. “Wanna go get a milkshake?”

You nod. “Hell yeah I do.”

After all, getting milkshakes was a Y/N and Bucky thing.


A/N: ONE MORE PART TO GO SUCKAASSSS. Tell me what ya think!

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anon asking about how I start drawing doodle comics/what I count as a doodle comic- basically they’re comics which I try not to ‘go over’, so most of the drawings are a one shot and are almost never clean. First thing after roughly sketching the whole caboodle and typing in the dialogue is drawing the incidental characters and establishing shots; places and people that show up in the background a few times to keep the story grounded. I can largely do these left handed too, so it means I save my right (more dominant) hand for the main cast. I also always try to keep in mind that my last drawings will be better than my first, so as dire as the temptation to start with them is I try to leave the ‘best’ character drawings until last.

I also cheat like the devil to avoid doing any massive time-taking proper perspective because I’m awful.

These are our friends (Balloon Squad + Yousana kids)

Hi!!

Well, as I say before, I have been on a writers block lately, I wasn’t really inspired until the lovely @stressedoutteenager told me a headcanon about The balloon squad taking care of kids and well our conversation ended on me writing this fic about the balloon boys and yousef and sana’s kids. So I want to thank her because like half of the ideas of this fic belong to her! 

I also got this prompt a few weeks ago and even though it’s not actually the same I hope you like it:  

Prompt. HELLO IDK IF YOU HAVE A LOT OF PROMPTS ALREADY BUT I WAS THINKING LIKE WHAT IF YOU WROTE ABOUT UNCLE ELIAS COMING OVER AND TAKING CARE OF YOUSANAS FOOTBALL TEAM?? like at this point they’d prob have like 4 kids or something and thats tiring enough and yousef is like we never get time to ourselves and sana’s like well you’re the one that wanted 12?? and they’re like we can maybe ask elias to take care of them and they go on a date or whatever and elias takes care of the kids :)


Well I leave you now with the fic, I know there’s no much Yousana but I hope you like it!!!

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That the Balloon boys love Sana with all their hearts is no secret. And that they love Yousef too isn’t either. But their love for Yousef and Sana doesn’t compare with their love for their children.

 -x-

Since Sana and Yousef got married, all of them had been constantly teasing them about when they were planning on having children. They knew Yousef was really looking forward to it while Sana wasn’t that keen on it, or at least that’s what she said. They didn’t expect them having children that soon after they got married though so when only 9 months after their wedding Yousef and Sana called them all asking to meet them at their house that idea didn’t even crossed their minds.

“Thank you for coming” Sana said as all the boys sat in front of her and Yousef.

“What is this about sis?” Elias asked

“What have you done Yousef?” Adam added

“I haven’t done anything” Yousef defended himself

“Well, you kind of have” Sana said blushing

“Sana!” Yousef chuckled completely embarrassed.

“I’m not understanding anything” Mutta said confused

“Guys, what’s going on?” Mikael asked

“Okay so…we called you here because we need to tell you something important and we thought that we should tell you all at once” Sana started

“We know this might be unexpected” Yousef continued

“Are you divorcing?” Mutta asked as disappointed as if his parents were telling them that they were going to have a divorce

“No! No, no, no. It’s the opposite actually” Yousef said

“The opposite would be getting married and you’re already married” Mikael said

“Are you going to renew your vows?” Adam asked

“What are you talking about Adam? How are they going to renew their vows, they haven’t even been married for a year” Elias said rolling his eyes

Yousef looked at Sana exasperated. Sana just shrugged as a way of saying “they’re your friends”. Yousef shook his head as the rest of the boys started a fight over how much time was logical to pass to renew the vows.

“Guys, guys…guys!” Sana said clapping her hands to catch their attention

“Wait a moment Sana” Elias said not even looking at her “Stop defending Adam, Mikael, you don’t know what you’re talking about”

“I’m not defending him but it makes sense what he’s saying”

“I’m not understanding anything” Mutta said again

“I’m pregnant!” Sana yelled

The whole room turned silent as the boys looked at Sana and Yousef taken aback by the news.

“What?” Elias asked

“I’m pregnant, you’re going to be an uncle Elias, you’re all going to be uncles”

“But pregnant as in having a baby pregnant?”

“No, pregnant as in having a fish, what do you think Mikael?” Sana said rolling her eyes

“You’re pregnant!!” Elias exclaimed standing up and hugging his sister

“I told you they wouldn’t wait a year!! You owe me 100kr!” Adam told Mutta as he extended his hand waiting to be paid

“Seriously Yousef? You couldn’t wait three more months?” Mutta said shaking his head

“You bet on how fast I’d get pregnant?” Sana asked “You do realize how creepy that is, right?”

“It’s not creepy, it’s the miracle of life” Mikael said smiling

“Yousef my man, you’re going to be a dad!” Elias said hugging his friend “And my sister is going to be a mom and I’m going to be an uncle and…and…”

“Elias are you crying?” Sana asked smiling as her brother tried to hide the tears

“No, I’m not” he said sniffing

“Yes you are! Come on Adam bring me the camera, this is going to make a sick video” Mikael exclaimed

Sana glared at Yousef who was laughing at the situation, “these are your friends” she wanted to say.

 ————x—————

“Be careful, Sana”, “You don’t have to that on your own, Sana” “Sana, let me do that for you” “Just sit down and rest, Sana” “No Sana, you can’t eat that, it’s not good for the baby” “Let me take care of that, Sana” “Sana, where do you think you’re going?” “I’M PREGNANT I’M NOT SICK, STOP IT ALREADY”

Those sentences could pretty much sum up the nine months of Sana’s pregnancy. All the boys, and Yousef the first of all, wouldn’t let Sana do as much as breathing in case something happened to her or to the baby.

So when Sana went into labor while the boys were at her house she knew what was coming.

“Guys…” Sana said as calm as she possibly could “I think…I think I’m having the baby”

“WHAT?” Yousef yelled as he stood up from the chair and almost fainted while doing it

“But are you sure?” Elias asked

“Pretty sure” Sana said looking at the wet floor under her

“Wow Sana, you could’ve used the toilet for that” Mikael said

“Are you dumb? Her water just broke!” Adam said hitting Mikael’s head

“Okay, what do we do? What do we do?” Mutta asked starting to panic

“Well, I think that taking me to the hospital would be a good idea, don’t you think?” Sana said glaring at them

“Yes, yes, yes come on guys we have rehearsed this so many times, Elias keys, Mutta and Adam bag, Mikael camera and I…I…what did I have to take?” Yousef said anxiously

“Sana! You had to take Sana” Elias said

“Oh, oh, true, true. Come on babe, everything is going to be okay, don’t panic, just breathe, breathe”

Yeah, you may want to take your own advice” Sana said shaking her head

 -x-

They’ve been there for too long, what is taking so long?” Elias asked as he kept pacing around the room

“Relax, in every book I’ve read says that this can take several hours” Mutta said

“How many books have you read about pregnancy dude?” Adam asked

“About 12” Mutta said shrugging “14 if you count the audiobooks”

“Here we have dumb and dumber talking about pregnancy books” Mikael said as he focused the video camera on them, then he turned to Elias “And here we have the soon to be uncle having a stroke”

“Mikael keep that off my face or I swear I’m going to…”

“Relatives of Sana Bakkoush?” a nurse interrupted Elias

Elias walked over to her as Mikael, Mutta and Adam stood up and followed him.

“I’m her brother” Elias said

“And we’re the baby’s uncles” Mutta added pointing at the rest of the boys and himself

“So all of you are Sana’s brothers” the nurse said

“No just me, but they’re the uncles too”

“Yousef’s brothers then?”

“We’re his bros” Adam said nodding

“Okay…well everything went well and she’s a lovely girl”

“It’s a girl!!!” Mutta said doing his meme face

“We already knew it was a girl” Mikael said rolling his eyes

“I know but we’ve had it confirmed”

“I think it was pretty much confirmed when Sana showed us that ultrasound” Adam said

“Yeah but…”

“Guys!” Elias said clapping his hands and turning to the nurse “Can we see her?”

“Yes, you can but one by one, okay?” the nurse said as she left them in the waiting room

“Well, I’m going in while you decide the order” Elias said

“Uh, excuse me, why do you get to be the first one?” Adam asked

“Because I’m the real uncle, Sana is my sister and Yousef is my best friend”

“Wow, that was very rude. We’re supposed to love each other equally” Mutta said “Besides, kids like me better than you”

“That’s bullshit, I’m Sana’s brother and I’m going in first” Elias said

“We should draw lots” Adam said

“What are you talking about? She’s my sister!!” Elias almost yelled

“Wait, where’s Mikael?” Mutta said realizing that the boy was nowhere to be found

“That little piece of shit” Elias said as he walked to the room where Sana was. “Mikael! That’s cheating” he yelled from the other side of the door

The door of the room opened and Yousef came out of it. His eyes were red, he had clearly been crying.

“Guys, if you promise to be completely calm I’ll let you in all at once, but you have to be chill, okay?” Yousef said

“Yeah, yeah, let me in” Elias said as he walked past Yousef and entered the room followed by the rest of the boys

Mikael was in one side of the room holding the baby in his arms.

“Boys, let me introduce you to Leila, the most beautiful baby in this world” Mikael said as the boys approached them

“Oh my god she’s so tiny” Mutta said as he gently caressed one of her hands

“I can’t believe Yousef did this” Adam said “She’s so beautiful”

“She looks like her mother, that’s the only explanation” Yousef said as he stood next to Sana and gave her a kiss on her forehead “She’s going to be a warrior just like her”

“Elias? Are you okay?” Sana asked her brother who hadn’t said a word since he had entered the room.

“I just…I…” Elias said trying to hold back the tears but he completely failed at it “She is my niece, Sana”

“Yes, she is” Sana said smiling at her brother “Why don’t you hold her?”

“What if I hurt her?” he asked

“You won’t, I trust you”

Elias nodded and took the baby from Mikael’s arms slowly.

“Hi, Leila, I’m your uncle Elias. These are Mikael, Adam and Mutta, they’re going to love you so much but you better love me more, okay?”

“Yeah, we’ll see about that” Adam said “I’m way cooler than you are”

“But I’m the kindest” Mutta argued

“Guys, guys, who was the first one to hold her, huh?” Mikael said with a smug face

“She’s my blood, you can’t fight blood” Elias said

Sana chuckled as she shook her head and looked at Yousef, “these are your friends”

 —————–x——————-

“Happy birthday Leila!” Elias said as he hugged his niece “Oh my god how old are you already? 6? 7?”

“I’m only 3 uncle Elias!” Leila laughed

“Oh, only 3? Then I’ll have to give this big present to another child…”

“No, no, no! I’m 6”

“Leila, what have we talked about lying?” Sana told her daughter

“It’s a bad thing to do” Leila said

“Exactly, now give uncle Elias a kiss and go to the backyard to play with your friends, I’ll be out in a minute with the cake”

The little girl did as she was told and left after kissing her uncle

“How are you doing, sis?” Elias said pointing at Sana’s belly

“I’m holding up quite well actually, only three more weeks before Khaled is here with us” Sana said smiling

“Ah, I’m going to spoil that little kid”

“Like you’re already doing with Leila, you mean?”

“Exactly like that”

Sana rolled her eyes and led the way to the garden where everyone was.

 -x-

“Yo, Adam what was that?” Elias asked his friend as he approached him after the cake

“What was what?”

“We agreed on one present each and you gave Leila two” Elias said

“That was so not cool, Adam” Mutta said

“Are you trying to get her to like you better or what?” Mikael asked

“Okay first of all, I gave her two gifts because in the movie those two characters are always together so I bought the two dolls at once, and second of all I don’t need gifts to make her like me best, she already does” Adam said with a smug face

Ha! You wish, I gave her a basketball jersey of her favorite team, did you see the look on her face? She loved it” Mutta said

“She’s only 3, what are you talking about? She loved my movies” Mikael argued

“I bought her a freaking slide, are you being serious now?” Elias asked shaking his head “Besides I’m her blood”

“Stop using that argument! Family is not only blood damn it!” Adam almost yelled at him

“Okay that’s enough we’re going to solve this as grown men” Mikael said “Leila! Sweetie, can you come here for a second?”

The little girl approached them almost jumping, she loved her uncles so much

“Hi, honey, we’re going to ask you a question and you don’t need to feel pressured at all okay?” Mikael said crouching to get to her height “So who do you love the most, uncle Elias, uncle Mutta, uncle Adam or me?”

“I love you all the same” Leila said shrugging

“But Leila honey, remember how I gave you not one but two presents today? That’s really cool right?” Adam said

“I always bring you ice-cream even when your mom says you can’t have it, you remember that right Leila?” Mutta added

“Remember how I was the first one that took you to the cinema to see that movie you liked so much?” Mikael said

“Leila, I’m your uncle, your real uncle, I took you to the theme park” Elias said “You have to like me more than them”

“I…I think I like uncle Isak the most” Leila said kind of uncomfortable

“What??!” Elias almost yelled

“Are you seriously asking my daughter who she likes most?” Yousef said as he approached the group with Sana by her side

“Leila go play with your friends and don’t listen to your dumb uncles” Sana told her daughter

She waited for her to be gone before she spoke again

“What is wrong with you guys? She’s only 3”

“Adam was trying to buy her with gifts” Elias said “I’m her real uncle”

“I was just being nice, what are you talking about?”

“Okay, stop!” Sana said before another fight would start “You four are going to start behaving like adults or I swear you’re not going to get anywhere near this baby”

She pointed at her stomach while glaring at them

“You wouldn’t dare” Mikael said

“Test me” she said taking a step forward

“Okay, okay, it’s chill, we’ll behave” Mutta said

Sana nodded and looked at Yousef shaking her head, “these are your friends”.

 ——————x—————–

“Are you sure of this?”

“Come on Sana, we haven’t been on a proper date since Hakim was born” Yousef said “And he’s almost a year old already”

“Yeah, I know but are we sure that they…” she pointed at the boys in her living room “Are the ones to take care of our three children?”

“They’re four men taking care of a 6 years old girl, a 3 years old boy and a one year old baby, I think they’ll manage just fine”

“Ah…okay” she said

Elias, Mikael, Adam and Mutta were playing in the living room with the kids. Leila was showing Mutta his drawings while Mikael and Adam played with Khaled on the floor and Elias kept Hakim on his lap.

“Okay guys, we’re going. If anything happens you call me right away, understood?”

“Relax Sana, everything is under control” Elias said

 -x-

Everything wasn’t under control. Let’s say that playing with kids for awhile wasn’t exactly the same as spending a whole evening with them. It wasn’t that the kids were bad kids, quite the opposite actually, the problem was that the boys wouldn’t agree on anything.

“No, Khaled you can’t have ice cream after dinner” Elias said

“But uncle Mutta gave Leila ice cream”

“Seriously Mutta?” Adam asked him rolling his eyes

“It’s our tradition” Mutta defended himself

“Uh, guys I think Hakim needs to be changed” Mikael said as he held him in his arms “Any volunteer?”

“Don’t you know how to do it?” Elias asked

“Do you?”

“Of course I do, who do you think you’re talking to?”

Five diapers later Hakim was finally changed.

“Okay buddy now I’m going to leave you in your crib to sleep” Elias said as he laid him down

“Elias you have to lay him on one side” Adam said

“What? No I’m pretty sure he should lie on his back” Mikael said

“Guys, let the expert talk, in the books I read it said…I don’t really remember what it said to be honest…” Mutta said confused

“Let’s just call Sana and ask her” Adam suggested

“No! No one is calling my sister, we are capable of doing this”

“Uncle Elias, Leila keeps painting on me” Khaled whined

“Leila, stop it”

“But I’m just being artistic, dad always says that art is important”

“What about you paint on a notebook instead of on your brother” Mutta said

“But I don’t want to paint on a notebook” Leila said pouting

“Seriously, how do Sana and Yousef do this every day?” Mikael asked

 -x-

“Everything is extremely quiet” Sana said as they entered the house a few hours later

“That’s a good sign right?” Yousef asked

“Or not”

They entered the living room and were surprised by the scene. On one couch Mutta laid with little Hakim on his arms. In the floor, Adam and Mikael were sat together with their backs against the couch and Khaled lying on their legs. And on the other couch Leila laid on Elias’ chest. They were all sleeping peacefully.

Sana smiled at the view and looked at Yousef, “these are our friends”

————————————x—————————–


Sooo this is it!! I hope you’ve liked it!

Thank you so much for reading!!

What This Family Does

My own fix-it fic - written before 6x17, but I didn’t publish it before. Slightly canon divergent, but not much… Killian comes back from Neverland, and Snowing are awake already. I felt Killian deserved a little more than just being forgiven.

title: What This Family Does

summary: Killian comes back from Neverland, and some things should not be swept under the rug.

rating: a very tame T - and F for lots and lots of forgiveness… because that’s what this family does, after all.

also on ff.net and ao3


When he’s finally back in their home, weariness settles into his bones as he sinks on the couch.

Staring into the fire that’s crackling against the crispy cold outside, his mind starts to drift, and he thinks back to the moment he was about to burn the dreamcatcher with his awful memories. Without even noticing, Killian runs his hand over his face and sighs.

David didn’t murder him, not even punch him in the face, on the contrary – he showed what looked like genuine relief, maybe even joy when he finally managed to return to Storybrooke, the bloody Crocodile’s offspring’s curse broken. But he knows there will come the moment – sooner than later, probably – when they’ll have to have a serious talk about the disastrous events that took place all those years ago, in that night he ran his vicious blade through a completely innocent man and destroyed yet another family.  In fact, destroying families and orphaning guiltless children seems to be his specialty.

But… he reminds himself that this is in the past, and he has finally made his peace with the fact that his past doesn’t define him. What does define him are his actions and his choices, the man he is now: the man who managed to defy the darkness of Excalibur, the man who stands up for his loved ones, the man who helps justice to be done, curses to be broken and families and lovers to find each other again. The man he is now – he knows and accepts it, that man deserves love, he deserves trust and he deserves a happy ending. And if he has to work a little harder for that, then he’ll do it. He’ll do whatever it takes to set things right with David, his best friend aside from Emma, and he’ll do what he must to prove himself to her, show her that he does have trust in her and their love. He can only hope that it is enough to make her believe in him again and trust in their relationship enough to make her want to be his wife.

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Then Vs. Now

Things I didn’t know back then, but I do now:

  1. To draw hair is not to draw all the different strands of hair. Hair is ONE entity, to be drawn as one shape.
  2. If you don’t get the proportions in your basic drawing right, no matter what you do, your final output is going to be awful (see left.)
  3. Smudge sticks are your best friend, USE THEM MORE THAN YOU USE PENCILS!
  4. Cheeks have shapes too.
  5. Draw shadows, not objects.
  6. Use the darkest, softest pencil you can get your hands on.
  7. 70 GSM printer paper DOES NOT last.
  8. Use a camera which doesn’t add a red coloured time stamp to the picture.

Hopefully, I’ll keep learning more :)

Remember

Pairing: Dean x reader

Prompt; based off season 12 episode 11, Dean doesn’t remember a thing, but maybe it could be helpful to you

warnings: fluff, angst, language, spoilers

A/N: I hope you guys like it! This episode was so amazing and I just had to write a fic about it!

Tags: @winchester-writes, @faith-in-dean, @teamfreewill-imagine, @supernatural-jackles, @ellen-reincarnated1967, @for-the-love-of-dean, @shakeswilde

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Of course! The one time you stay home and try to relax instead of hunting, something happens to one of the boys and you have to fix it. “So can you?’ Sam asked through the phone, pulling you out of your thoughts.

You sighed. “Fine,” you mumbled. “You guys are lucky that I love you.”

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