best thing in the whole wide world

The Counselors Are In

In which Steve and Tony from Avengers Assemble open a counseling service for all the Steves and Tonys across the multiverse. God knows they need it.
To celebrate #10yearsofstevetony ♥

“But Tony, doesn’t it seem like meddling?” Steve chewed at the corner of his lip. “Maybe the other versions of us won’t want to listen to what we have to say.”

“We are pretty stubborn, I’m sure that’s true in every universe,” Tony said with a grin. “But I’ve seen some of the places they come from. Things are not good there. They need our help, Steve.”

Steve heart swelled at the care Tony had for everyone, even if they were from a different universe. “You’re right, honey. Come on then. Let’s do this.”

“Okay,” Tony called out, taking his hand, matching wedding bands sat atop each other. “Send the first pair in.”

MCU (Earth-199999)

“Have you two ever spent any time together outside of a mission?” Tony asked, eyeing them strangely.

“Uhh. There was that one time we got shawarma,” Grumpy Steve said.

“That was right after a mission and you were half asleep. That doesn’t count,” Grumpy Tony said snappishly.

“So you’ve never actually… hung out? As friends? Like, at all?” Tony asked, seeming genuinely perplexed.

“Well. When you put it like that, not really, no,” Grumpy Steve admitted.

“I think we may have discovered the root of your issues,” Steve said with a sigh. “Why not try talking to each other, for god’s sake?”

“Because he hates me,” both Grumpy Steve and Grumpy Tony wailed in unison.

“He really doesn’t,” Steve and Tony both said firmly.

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Imagine Castiel giving Dean good-luck kisses all the time.

At first the angel really just did it right before storming into dangerous situations, like hunts they simply knew might turn out problematic. He leaned in, pressed a soft kiss onto Dean’s warm lips, whispered, “For good luck!”, enjoying the hunter’s answering smile, and eventually followed him into the lion’s den.

But somewhere along the way the whole thing kinda escalated and Dean suddenly sees himself confronted with good-luck kisses before going for a grocery run or just leaving the room. All the freaking time.

And Dean really wants to be annoyed by it (since he seriously doesn’t need anyone wishing him luck for taking a bath), but he can’t bring himself to do so because the pleased look on Castiel’s face is worth everything and Dean would be damned if he’d dare to put an end to it.

Not to mention the undeniable fact that the feeling of Castiel in his arms is the best damned thing in the whole wide world ever.

So he simply breaths, “Thanks for taking care of me, Cas!” every single time, grinning brightly and ignoring Sam’s fondly exasperated eye-rolls in the background.

Don’t Forget Me

Summary: Chris Evans x Reader where the reader and Chris have a daughter and she gets jealous when he starts spending time on and off set with Mckenna, and he accidentally misses an important day (as requested by anonymous)
Word count: 1,052
A/N: in the midst of my college duties/exams, you, anon, managed to inspire and motivate me me enough to make me whip this up in under a day! (Also, Frank gave me dad feels.)

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anonymous asked:

is it possible to update the living hales tag? thanks a lot y'all!


The dumb kid that used to follow you around (That’s not what you were). by scarlettletterr (1/1 | 10,843 | PG13)

Once upon a time, Stiles Stilinski and Derek Hale were the Best Friends in the Whole Wide World, per Stiles’ saying. Nowadays, Stiles is pretty sure that Derek hates him.
Derek is pretty sure Stiles hates him too.

The thing is, neither of them really hate the other one.

Derek and the Librarian by tabbytabbytabby (1/1 | 1,855 | G)

Derek never goes to the library, instead preferring to buy his books. However, when he can’t find the next book in the series he’s reading at any of the local stores he’s forced to go to the local library. There he meets Stiles, the librarian. After that Derek finds himself going to the library more and more often just to see Stiles. Little does Derek know, Stiles is taking extra shifts at the library in hopes of seeing Derek.

a feeling so startling by alphahel (L1ghttAng3ll), apollonian (1/1 | 6,441 | PG13)

Stiles and Derek,
swimming in the ocean,
causing a commotion,
‘cause they are so awesome.

Alternatively, the one in which everyone is a merperson and Stiles and Derek have a chance encounter.

Together Again by smokesforsterek (1/1 | 2,672 | PG13)

“Der-REK! You’ll neverrr guess who I found,” she hiccups and Derek looks up from his phone to see she has someone’s wrist in her hand. She yanks the wrist, and the person attached comes into view for Derek to see. “STILES!” She opens her mouth comically wide like she’s so pleased with herself. Stiles looks like he did not want to come over here, but drunk bride-to-be’s usually get what they want.

Or the one where Stiles and Derek get back together after breaking up a few years before.

It’s Just The Price I Pay by LordOfThePies88 (15/15 | 23,052 | R)

“The customers like it when they have something they can rip off me. It’s like opening a present!” Stiles winked when he caught Derek staring at him in the mirror. “Like what you see?” Derek turned away to hide the red blossoming across his cheeks.

“Those pants are ridiculous,” Derek muttered. He knew it was obvious, had been for months, but he tried in vain to conceal his attraction to Stiles anyway.

“Right? I think they make my ass look fantastic.” The dressing room door flew open and all activity came to a screeching halt.

anonymous asked:

Headcanon- Gabriel Reyes (because he's voiced by the same voice actor as Bloo) can do a perfect impression of Bloo from fosters home for imaginary friends and Jack thinks it's the funniest thing in the whole wide world. He still thinks it's funny when he and Gabe grow older.

y e s good

imagine later tho, after the recall, after reaper becomes a good guy again (bc happy endings are the best) and its a bit awkward for a while, but then reaper fuckin breaks out the bloo voice at some point and jack just loses his shit

Percy Jackson & Piper McLean

another brotp, y’all.

  • Everyone thinks that Percy and Piper are dating by any behaviour that they exhibit.  Half the camp ships it as well as strangers on the street that see them together.  They both see each other as siblings though.
  • They love to dumb things together and are always visiting the infimary or Sally’s house injured but, together.
  • The amount of times that they’ve broken bones or lost teeth makes everyone laugh but also cringe because this pair is so accident prone and impulsive.
  • They hang out with each other more than they do with their actual SOs but, Jason and Annabeth have no problem with that because, as long as they’re getting their energy out during the day, they’ll be able to sleep later that night.
  • Insomniac buds.
  • Everyone is really jealous because Piper McLean has the silliest and best guy friend in the whole wide world and everyone would kill just to be best friends with Percy Jackson and kiss his cheek and beat him in Guitar Hero.
  • But everyone is also really jealous of Percy Jackson because he has a gorgeous girlie who takes him shopping and skates with him and they go do things and she doesn’t chastise his stupid decisions or brush off any of his ideas, she appreciates them and cheers him on.
  • Every Friday night, Percy invites Piper over and he and Piper eat all four boxes of pizza they buy and then they chug Mountain Dew and watch scary movies or disney movies and then dance to really loud music and sing at the top of their lungs on the balcony and then fall asleep on the floor of the kitchen.
  • Piper loves camping and the outdoors and they go camping a lot of the time, especially since Percy is a city boy and never camped as a kid.  They go up really far into the mountains and sit next to each other at the fire and see how many marshmallows they can fit in their mouths and then choke and spit it out all over the fire and laugh at each other.  They also like to sing while roasting marshmallows.
  • They signed a document that said if they broke up with their SO and were still single by the time they were 30, they would marry each other.
  • Piper’s named each kid they would have and given them the most wacky personalities.  Percy invited Piper over to Sally’s house to explain these imaginary kids to his little sister where she draws them with crayons and gives their oldest pink hair because their daughter ‘Josie’ would totally do that.
  • If they don’t get married at 30, they’re definitely friends with benefits or at least roommates who set each other up on dates with people at their college or someone they met at the coffee shop.
  • Percy’s memorised Piper’s coffee order and always beats her to the punch when they order a drink (this drives Piper up the wall).
  • Percy loves chunky peanut butter but, Piper thinks that’s a sin and will always hide the chunky peanut butter in his apartment all the way in the back shelf so that it goes bad before he find it again and eat more of it.
  • Forehead kisses, cheek kisses, temple kisses, and nearly-on-the-mouth kisses are totally a thing.  Also, lots of cuddling and tickling and teasing ‘risque’ touches.
  • Whenever they go shopping, Piper always wolf-whistles and cat calls Percy as he walks out and then smacks his butt.  The first time she does this, he blushes profusely and changes quickly but soon after, it becomes ritual and he strikes a pose or gives her a teasing/sexy growl.
  • Their favourite movie to watch together is Meet The Robinsons because, GOOB.
  • “Percy, stop being such a goob.”  “JUST KEEP MOVING FORWARD, PIPER.  GET THAT SWEET ASS IN GEAR.”
  • Annabeth doesn’t even mind how often Percy catcalls Piper from the other side of camp because she knows he’d never leave her.  Jason on the other hand, he’s never sure if Percy is serious or not because Piper is master at bedroom eyes, especially towards Percy Jackson.
  • Call of Duty is their SHIT.
  • So is Mario Kart but Percy’s no good so, they never play it.  Piper loves Mortal Kombat though so, that’s a frequently visited game.
  • Percy spent an entire ten minutes staring at Piper’s eyes, trying to decide what colour they were but ended up just calling them Rainbow Eyes because of all the different colours.  Everyone loves the nickname, even if they don’t get it, just because it’s sO CUTE.
Drunk in Love

Originally posted by crankgameplaysreactions

Request: If you can, can you whip up a lil headcanon or blurb of drunk Ethan and hes being really cuddly and lovey dovey with fem reader

Summary: Drunk!Ethan is v affectionate, Fem!Reader is just trying to get her best friend home

A/N: helloooooooo my friends! Idk how to do headcanons, so here is a smol thingy. Enjoy!

Wordcount: 250, smol am srry

Request some more my beautiful friends!

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June 5th: Introducing the Farmer of your choice!

1. First things first! What’s their name and age, is there a special significance to their name? Gush about who they are!

2. What was your farmer’s life like in the city? Were they a part-timer at jojacorp, were they just fired from their dream job?

3. Why did your farmer decide to leave the city?
Did your farmer have a loved one in the city? A significant other, a pet, a best friend?

4. How did your farmer adjust to the farming life? Was it hard to get up early in the morning, are they deeply afraid of bugs?

5. Who was the first townsperson to make your farmer feel at home?

6. What season is your farmer’s favorite season, and why?

7. What is your farmer’s most favorite thing in the whole wide world?

8. Is there a favorite place your farmer likes to hang out at? If so, why?

9. What song perfectly matches your farmer?

Bonus: draw your farmer in their most iconic outfit! Or, write about their first few days on the farm!

Best description of an exchange year?

Exchange is change. Rapid, brutal, beautiful, hurtful, colourful, amazing, unexpected, overwhelming and most of all constant change. Change in lifestyle, country, language, friends, parents, houses, school, simply everything.
Exchange is realizing that everything they told you beforehand is wrong, but also right in a way.
Exchange is going from thinking you know who you are, to having no idea who you are anymore to being someone new. But not entirely new. You are still the person you were before but you jumped into that ice cold lake. You know how it feels like to be on your own. Away from home, with no one you really know. And you find out that you can actually do it.
Exchange is thinking. All the time. About everything. Thinking about those strange costumes, the strange food, the strange language. About why you’re here and not back home. About how it’s going to be like once you come back home. How that girl is going to react when you see her again. About who’s hanging out where this weekend. At first who’s inviting you at all. And in the end where you’re supposed to go, when you’re invited to ten different things. About how everybody at home is doing. About how stupid this whole time-zone thing is. Not only because of home, but also because the tv ads for shows keep confusing you.
Thinking about what’s right and what’s wrong. About how stupid or rude you just were to someone without meaning to be. About the point of all this. About the sense of life. About who you want to be, what you want to do. And about when that English essay is due, even though you’re marks don’t count. About whether you should go home after school, or hang out at someone’s place until midnight. Someone you didn’t even know a few months ago. And about what the hell that guy just said.
Exchange is people. Those incredibly strange people, who look at you like you’re an alien. Those people who are too afraid to talk to you. And those people who actually talk to you. Those people who know your name, even though you have never met them. Those people, who tell you who to stay away from. Those people who talk about you behind your back, those people who make fun of your country. All those people, who aren’t worth your giving a damn. Those people you ignore.
And those people who invite you to their homes. Who keep you sane. Who become your friends.
Exchange is music. New music, weird music, cool music, music you will remember all your life as the soundtrack of your exchange. Music that will make you cry because all those lyrics express exactly how you feel, so far away. Music that will make you feel like you could take on the whole world. And it is music you make. With the most amazing musicians you’ve ever met. And it is site reading a thousand pages just to be part of the school band.
Exchange is uncomfortable. It’s feeling out of place, like a fifth wheel. It’s talking to people you don’t like. It’s trying to be nice all the time. It’s bugs.. and bears. It’s cold, freezing cold. It’s homesickness, it’s awkward silence and its feeling guilty because you didn’t talk to someone at home. Or feeling guilty because you missed something because you were talking on Skype.
Exchange is great. It’s feeling the connection between you and your host parents grow. It’s knowing in which cupboard the peanut butter is. It’s meeting people from all over the world. It’s having a place to stay in almost every country of the world.
It’s cooking food from your home country and not messing up. It’s seeing beautiful landscapes that you never knew existed.
Exchange is exchange students. The most amazing people in the whole wide world. Those people from everywhere who know exactly how you feel and those people who become your absolute best friends even though you only see most of them 3 or 4 times during your year. The people, who take almost an hour to say their final goodbyes to each other. Those people with the jackets full of pins. All over the world.
Exchange is falling in love with this amazing, wild, beautiful country. And with your home country.
Exchange is frustrating. Things you can’t do, things you don’t understand. Things you say, that mean the exact opposite of what you meant to say. Or even worse…
Exchange is understanding.
Exchange is unbelievable.
Exchange is not a year in your life. It’s a life in one year.
Exchange is nothing like you expected it to be, and everything you wanted it to be.
Exchange is the best year of your life so far. Without a doubt. And it’s also the worst. Without a doubt.
Exchange is something you will never forget, something that will always be a part of you. It is something no one back at home will ever truly understand.
Exchange is growing up, realizing that everybody is the same, no matter where they’re from. That there is great people and douche bags everywhere. And that it only depends on you how good or bad your day is going to be. Or the whole year.
And it is realizing that you can be on your own, that you are an independent person. Finally. And it’s trying to explain that to your parents.
Exchange is dancing in the rain for no reason, crying without a reason, laughing at the same time. It’s a turmoil of every emotion possible.
Exchange is everything. And exchange is something you can’t understand unless you’ve been through it !

- exchange students in USA 2014/2015

geminirosche13  asked:

For the ship prompts: White Rose, Ice Flower, Combat Skirts, whatever. Ruby and Weiss.

Who said “I love you” first

Ruby, by accident. She didn’t even mean to say it, it just slipped. Which was good because she never would have brought up the courage to do it on purpose. It left them both awkward and completely flustered, but Weiss said it back a couple of days later, on purpose. 

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background

Ruby has a picture of their team if that counts. Weiss would if she found one that looks presentable enough, one you could also print on christmas cards.

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror

Ruby, but nothing romantic.

Who buys the other cheesy gifts

Weiss. She’s rich so she likes to spoil Ruby, especially because she has issues with showing how she feels in other ways.

Who initiated the first kiss

Weiss. They were sort of cuddling and it sort of got romantic which absolutely made Ruby nervous so she wouldn’t stop babbling about everything that came to her mind and of course Weiss only did it to shut her up, tell yourself that Weiss. 

Who kisses the other awake in the morning

Whoever wakes up first. They’re both cheesy in the morning. 

Who starts tickle fights

Ruby, and Weiss always acts like it’s the most childish and stupid thing ever, but deep inside she loves it.

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower

They’d only do that if it was a life or death situation of both of them having to shower at the same time to get ready in time, but they always argue about space and shampoo. 

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch

Weiss, absolutely Weiss. 

Who was nervous and shy on the first date

They didn’t really go on an actual date, because Weiss would have asked Ruby out, but she also knew that this would have made Ruby incredibly anxious and cuddling on the sofa while watching a movie will just do.

Who kills/takes out the spiders

Weiss lets Ruby do it because she thinks spiders are gross and Ruby has no problem with it, so why do it herself? But when she’s alone she’ll just get that thing out.

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk

Ruby was drunk once and started to cry because she hated it so much, after that she never drinks again. So it’s Weiss. She’s a cheery cheesy drunk and will totally stand on a table somewhere and tell everyone why her girlfriend is the best girlfriend in the whole wide world. Well, at least that way she’s always quite easy to find. Yang has a video. 


Officially the best thing in the whole wide world!
Love every bit of this, it’s perfect and hilarious! :D

15 Things I Would Tell My 15 Year Old Self
  1. You should study more and focus on your education. Even if it seems like education is not important to you now, you will soon realize that it is the most important thing in the whole world. Don’t waste your time procrastinating and focus on what is most important for you now which is school.
  2. It is okay to break down in tears, life isn’t perfect and there will always be bumps here and there in your journey of self discover.
  3. It is okay if you failed that test but never give up. Keep on studying and prove to them that you can do it.
  4. The people who you laugh and cry with won’t even be there for you after a year or two and you should learn to accept that.
  5. Your sadness won’t last forever. There is always a solution to end that feeling.
  6. If you ever feel lonely, don’t be afraid to reach out to a friend. If you don’t feel comfortable talking to anyone around you, why not make new friends online? Trust me in two years you’ll have more trustworthy friends on twitter than in real life.
  7. Be fearless. Try something new that you had always been afraid of, most of the times the things that you are scared of won’t kill you so why don’t just give it a chance and try something new?
  8. Be bold. Have an opinion? Speak about it. Tell the world what you think but before spitting out opinions, make sure to think about it first. Never be afraid to speak up on what is right, if you’re not comfortable with something say it out loud let the whole world know.
  9. Regrets are a waste of time. Sure something bad happened and it really is your fault but please, calm down and stop beating yourself. Things happen, people make mistakes, accept what you did and learn from it. There’s no use crying over spilled milk.
  10. Don’t procrastinate and learn something new. There’s hundreds of things in your mind that you would like to learn. Want to learn how to draw? Grab a pencil. Want to learn how to play the piano? Go on YouTube and play along. In a year you could learn so many new things.
  11. Do not ever surround yourself with negativity. If you don’t like spending time with people who you think is a bad influence then cut the ties honey there’s no need to hang on for long. Do not ever stay friends with people who are toxical and people who you know talks shit about everyone else behind their back.
  12. Be more empathetic. Instead of judging someone on what they did, try understanding them and put yourself in their shoes. People do things for a reason, stop judging and be more understanding.
  13. Try as hard as you can to not lose your great friends. Most of the people you talked to won’t stay forever but try not to cut them off completely. If things do drift apart between the both of you let it be, maybe it wasn’t right for you but don’t completely neglect them. It’s always best to have lots of friends and keeping a great relationship alive.
  14. Your parents only wants what is best for you. Out of everyone in this whole wide world your parents knows you best. Try understanding why they did this and that. It may all seem a bit blurry now but in a year or two you will realize that what they said was true. Respect their decision and always love your parents unconditionally.
  15. Do not overthink. Sure sometimes anxiety is a bitch and it gets in your way when you want to do something, but don’t focus too much on the negatives and focus on the positives. Whatever that you are stressing and overthinking about, calm down. It will end soon and keep in mind that you will get a positive result in the end.

We Love to Fly and It Shows.

I don’t really remember much about being taken away, only some slow faded 70’s colors. I was young. I do remember leaving my first foster home a year later to go to a new foster home. The new foster home was only 2 blocks away. but I cried my head off the whole way. Somehow I was totally OK by the time my new foster mom answered the front door. I gave her a great big hug and a kiss on the cheek. I was an optimist early on. Still am. 

The trick is you gotta start out at the bottom, then everything is gravy. The super duper trick is, there is only the present moment and you don’t exist, other than being the totality of all awareness, but that’s a story for another time.

I remember my first goat. He was my best friend in the whole wide world. A splendid creature that only wanted to fight and stand on top of cars. What a joyous being! When I had to sacrifice my goat to society and it’s old testament God I almost didn’t make it. Luckily, I already knew about the rock bottom thing. It was horrifying, but there’s no place to go but up! Let the old testament God gut and eat you. The new testament god will be along before you know it and you’ll get to beat his ass and eat him… or her or whatever pronoun they’re using in this eternal moment.
This all reminds me of the future when we were the disembodied consciousness inhabiting that one moon in a nearby galaxy. Remember how we don’t eat or fuck anymore?! It’s all a take-out greeting custom where we go to each other hovels and scream silently while chanting our favorite jingle/mantra.

Tom Holland Imagine

Ever since Tom proposed you couldn’t stop staring at the ring. You took it off, and looked at it. You always thought to yourself how on earth could you have been so lucky as to find a wonderful guy. The ring always reminded you of him, and how he propose.


One day you were going on about your day, your usual routine. Tom was away working on one of his movies, and you didn’t expect him until three days later. When you arrived home that night, you found rose petals all over the floor, creating a path towards your bedroom. You immediately dropped your keys to the floor. Taking a step inside you let the door close on its own. Not bothering to pick your keys, you start following the path of petals, your eyes slowly watering. The moment you enter the bedroom, the first thing that catches your eye are the christmas lights hanging from the ceiling. You finally notice the tv is on, displaying a presentation with pictures of you and Tom. On the bed you see a heart made out of rose petals. And on top of all the pillows stands out a small round pillow, on it written in gold ‘I love you’.
A sudden voice coming from behind snaps you out of you thoughts. You were too absorbed in the sight of your bedroom to notice Tom coming behind you. You turned around and what you saw made your eyes tear up even more. You saw Tom kneeling before you. In his hand a small velvet box, with a gorgeous princess cut ring.
“Y/N” he started saying. Your heart was racing so fast it felt like if it could jump out of your chest any moment. Tom’s beautiful brown eyes staring up at you, he looked at you with such admiring and loving eyes. He took your hand in his before continuing. “Y/N Y/L/N, I can’t even begin to describe how much I love you. How much I adore you with my whole being. You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me in my entire life. You’re the most beautiful, gorgeous, smart, intelligent, woman i’ve ever laid eyes on. I feel like I don’t tell you enough how much I love you. I love you so much I want to scream it out onto the whole wide world. Oh, Y/N, you deserve so much better. I still cannot understand why anybody like you would ever notice someone like me. I mean look at you. God, you’re perfect. You’re beyond perfect.” He began to stand up. You looked down, slowly letting tears fall down your cheeks. He took your hand in his and you slowly looked up, until your eyes met his. “I realize I want to tell you how much I love you for the rest of my existence. And even that wouldn’t be enough. Because I love you, Y/N. I love you so so much you have no idea. I now know I want to spend the rest of my life with you. And I want to start a family with you. I want our children to grow up playing in our tree house. But I Can’t have that before asking you.” His thumb rubbing the back of your hand. “Y/N Y/L/N, would you make me the happiest man on this earth, and marry me?” You didn’t hesitate. You knew the answer even before he finished his speech.
“YES, OH MY GOD, A MILLION TIMES YES!” He pulled you in for a tight hug, one you’d longed for the longest time.

End of flashback

You enjoyed taking the ring on and off. You fidgeted with it so often, you’d been very close to losing it several times. Tom had even told you to be careful. At the end of the day you never took your eyes off the ring. The way it so perfectly fit your finger, the engraved initials, everything about it was just perfect. But the best thing about it was the meaning it hid behind. Tom loved you, he loved you so much he reminded you every day he could. When he had a chance to, he would tell you ‘i love you’. Nothing compared to how you felt around Tom. He had a way of making you feel completely comfortable around him. Whenever you were with him, there was no other place you’d rather be in the world.
You finally were brought back to reality, when the front door opened, revealing a very tired looking Tom back from work. You were really supportive of his job and what he was doing, but you also were concerned seeing him, working 15 hours a day, getting very little rest and having to wake up very early. Sometimes when you woke up he would already be gone. You didn’t complain much though, your job was very flexible so you got to travel with him to many different places. Since Tom and you decided that you wouldn’t get married at least until he finished his project, you had a lot of free time, until you started planning the wedding.

You put the ring back on, and stood up from your seat on the couch to greet him. You helped him take his coat off and hung it on the coat rack. Just when you had finished hanging the coat you felt Tom wrap his arms around you and hug you from behind.
“Hey love” he said almost whispering against your neck. He moved your hair to the side and pressed his lips against the back of your neck. You smile, taking in his embrace. You turned around, and once you were facing him, never releasing his hold of your waist, he slowly leaned in until his lips were an inch away from yours. Then he stopped for a moment looking you right in the eyes, sending butterflies to your stomach. They way he looked at you, with such loving eyes, made you completely melt. He cupped your face with his hands, practically sending shivers down your spine, and closed the gap between both of you by pressing his lips against yours. When he finally broke off the kiss he went into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. You stood there looking at him, with a lovestruck smile on your face. God, you were so lucky you were marrying this guy.


Best Friends - Axl Rose

Originally posted by gunsnrosesappetite

Pairing: Axl Rose x Reader

Words: 800+

Request:  You get jealous about your best friend Axl going on a date but when it goes badly you realise you had feeling for each other all along (making out or like smut at the end it’s up to you)

Category: Fluff.

A/N: ~

There was absolutely anything I could have said to him that could have made him not go to his date. He had been crushing on the short-haired blondie since he was in middle school.

It’s not that I dislike the girl, she was nice and sweet, I just dislike the idea of her going out with him.

My feelings for Axl hadn’t been defined. There was no denying the fucker was hot, but, it doesn’t mean that I’m attracted to him, right? He does treat me right, and make me laugh, and listens to me, and comforts me when I’m down; he had been there for me since day one.

I sink into the bed, face first into a pillow, letting out a scream of frustration, muffling the sound.

Why does the guy thing have to be so complicated? Why can’t I just get my feeling straight? Why did it had to be him? Out of everybody in the whole wide world, it had to be my best friend. Great.

I let myself close my eyes and get some rest, in hopes to spot thinking for a little while.

Meanwhile, Axl sat on the restaurants chair, in front of the girl he had been crushing on since forever.

He was getting more frustrated at her, since, he had tried to converse, get to know each other, what people do in dates. But he was getting none of it, she would hum or nod, if he was lucky enough she would give him a monosyllable for an answer.

When the food arrived at the table, she barely even touched it, and his temper was already getting the best of him.

Y/n wouldn’t have done that. He mindlessly though.

Stopping his action, he slowly blinked. Had he just thought that? Did he just compare his best friend to his date? His date?

He swallowed spit and continued eating. His mind was focused on Y/n, on how she would listen to him and calm him down whenever he was tense or in one of his moods. He thought about everything she’d done for him, all the great memories they shared, along with all the inside jokes.

“Hey, are you listening?” she asked.

“Oh, sorry, didn’t realize you were speaking” he replied.

The girl looked at him in disbelief, her expression almost as she were offended. He raised an eyebrow, “What’s the matter?”

She huffed,

“What did you expect? You hadn’t said one sentence since you sat down and now, when you finally do, you’re being a bitch about it” he defended himself.

“Who are you to call me a bitch”

Minutes later, he opened his Y/n’s apartment door, his on his cheek still lay a red hand print from the slap he’d gotten by his date.

Noticing you were not in the kitchen nor the living room, he proceeded to check in your room, hoping you were home and not out with.

The door creaked when he slowly pushed it open, noticing your figure laying on the bed, eyes closed and steady breathing. He sighed, you looked so beautiful, so calm.

He walked in and calmly laid down on his back beside your sleeping body, crossing his arms behind his head.

For the first time, he started to think about how his life would be with you as his partner, how great it would be to be able to kiss you and cuddle with you at night, to hold you close and keep you happy.

“What are you doing here?” I asked when I saw him.

“Oh hey, did I wake you?” he replied in a soft voice.

“Doesn’t matter, how did your date go? I wasn’t expecting you to see you until tomorrow” I yawned and sat crossed legged on the bed, “Shit what happened to your cheek?” I asked when I spotted the red mark.

“Yeah, it didn’t go as planned” he laughed, I frowned, “Wanna talk about it?” I asked.

“No, it’s not necessary”

I hummed, not really knowing what to say.

“Do you ever think about…us? He said, sitting up, back resting on the back of the bed.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, do you ever think about us, as a couple” he said.

“I like you” I blurted.

His eyes lit, “You like me?” he repeated.

“I actually think I love you” I murmured, still surprised by my words.

“I think I love you too” he smiled, leaning in, “Can I kiss you?” he whispered.

Without hesitation, I pressed my lips against him, he held my face in between his hands and kissed me harder, slowly laying my back on the mattress and he hovered over me, the kiss never breaking.

The Odd Couple | Married Life AU! | Taehyung Drabbles


Member: Kim Taehyung

Genre: Fluff | Crack | 5AM Nonsenses |

N/A: “Drabbles”, note the quotation marks because it’s probably gonna be longer than that. This idea was born thanks to an extremelly fun chat with @btssugafairy and i also promised @taetaes-monica95 i would do something cute :)

Originally posted by bangtanxk

Tonight we have gathered in this holy place to seal the union between this man and this woman with the sacred bond of marriage

‘I cannot take this seriously.’ I giggled a stupidly as someone can giggle in such an occasion. Taehyung, who was by my side, nudged me. He was smiling brightly, staring bedazzled at the image developing before our tired eyes, still holding his suitcase tightly.

After the longest flight ever planned by evil airlines, the last thing I expected to find in my brand, new apartment was this.

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Small Bump

Okieriete Onaodowan x Reader

Words: 3500

Request: 10, 30 & 50 for the writing prompts with oak something super angsty. maybe he and reader lose their child or something.

10. “Where were you when I needed you?” 

30. “What? You think you’re the only one suffering?” 

50. “Please… I need you”

Summary: Song-Fic with Small Bump by Ed Sheeran where Oak and the reader lose a child.

Note: Guys this took me forever to write I poured my soul into this I really hope you like it and please P L E A S E tell me what you thought. (the song is at the bottom if you wanna listen while you read)

You were just a small bump unborn, four months then brought to life

When you first told Oak you were pregnant, he was ecstatic. He smiled his big wide smile and picked you up and spun you around. Not ten seconds later, he gently placed you down, a frantic expression on his face. 

“Is that bad for the baby? Oh no. Should I not have done that?” His eyes were desperately searching yours for an answer. You smiled and kissed his forehead.

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MBTI + The Mountain Goats songs (ie the types plus failing relationships/being sad)

ENFP: Amy aka Spent Gladiator 1

Make up magic spells / We wear them like protective shells / Land-mines on the battlefield / Find the one safe way / And stay alive 

ENTP: Heretic Pride

I want to cry out / But I don’t scream and I don’t shout / And I feel so proud to be alive / And I feel so proud when the reckoning arrives   

ESFP: Dilaudid

If we live to see the other side of this / I will remember your kiss / So do it with your mouth open / And take your foot off of the brake, for Christ’s sake!

ESTP: Jenny

We were the one thing in the galaxy God didn’t have his eyes on / 900 cc’s of raw, whining power, no outstanding warrants for my arrest / Hi diddle dee dee, goddamn, the pirate’s life for me 

ENFJ: This Year

Trading swigs from a bottle, all bitter and clean / Locking eyes, holding hands / Twin high maintenance machines / I am going to make it through this year / If it kills me 

ENTJ: The Mess Inside

We went down to New Orleans / One weekend in the spring / Looked hard for what we’d lost / It was painful to admit it but we couldn’t find a thing 

ESFJ: Old College Try

Like a trashcan fire in a prison cell / Like the searchlights in the parking lots of hell / I will walk down to the end with you / If you will come all the way down with me

ESTJ: Fault Lines

Yeah, the house and the jewels, the Italian race car / They don’t make us feel better about who we are / I’ve got termites in the framework / So do you 

INFP: The Best Ever Death Metal Band In Denton

When you punish a person for dreaming his dream / Don’t expect him to thank or forgive you / The best ever death metal band out of Denton / Will in time both outpace and outlive you / Hail Satan   

INTP: Ethiopians

And I can’t think of one thing in this whole wide blessed world / That’s more dangerous and frightening than you when you get bored // Good things never last / Bad things never die

ISFP: Spent Gladiator 2

Like the clock that ticks in Dresden / When the whole town’s been destroyed / Like the nagging flash of insight / You’re always desperate to avoid // Stay alive / Maybe spit some blood at the camera / Just stay alive / Stay forever alive

ISTP: Oceanographer’s Choice

I don’t know why it’s gotten harder to keep myself away / Thought I’d finally beat the feeling back, it all came back today / And then we fell down and we locked arms, we knocked the dresser over as we rolled across the floor 

INFJ: Color in your Cheeks

And they came from Zimbabwe or from Soviet Georgia / East St. Louis or from Paris or they lived across the street / But they came, and when they finally made it here / It was the least we could do to make our welcome clear / Come on in, we haven’t slept for weeks / Drink some of this, it’ll put color in your cheeks 

INTJ:  Cry for Judas

But I am just a broken machine / And I do things that I don’t really mean // Unfurl the black velvet altar cloth / Draw a white chalk Baphomet / Mistreat your altar boys long enough / And this is what you get 

ISFJ: Balance

Wet your finger, place it toward the wind / Feel disaster in the air / We are far too slow to outrun it now / But not too far gone to care

ISTJ: International Small Arms Traffic Blues

Our love is like the border between Greece and Albania / Trucks loaded down with weapons crossing over every night // There is a shortage in the blood supply / But there is no shortage of blood

Nathan MacKinnon - Boldest But Best Decision

anon request: Could you maybe do a Nathan Mackinnon imagine? Something really cute and fluffy maybe. Please and thank you!

this was a fun one to write and i really enjoyed it!! i hope you guys like it:))

requests are open:))

Originally posted by pavszacha

here i was sat on the couch with my long term boyfriend nathan. hockey was playing in the background as i read my books and rested my back on his chest. nathan’s fingertips play with my hair softly.

once i was done a chapter of my book i layed it on my lap and rested my head back on his chest. he hummed in response to this gesture as if asking what’s up. “do you remember” i started speaking but then i fully turned so nate and i were face to face.

“the first time we met?” i smiled when i saw a surprised and humorous look on his face. “how could i forget!” he laughed loudly probably thinking back to the day. back then i was still in university and working as much as i could as a waiter as the busiest restaurant in town.

it was a saturday night, a variety of sports played on the tv, hockey, football, curling. i was rushing around bringing food to tables, dealing with the snobby rich men that came in on a saturday night when i should be studying isn’t exactly my idea of a good night.

“y/n we need you at the front to help seat some” a girl katie who works with me yelled to me over the loud speaking and the music in the background. i nodded and rushed over, the line was out the door and we were running out of tables. i was handing out the buzzers left and right hoping they wouldnt be starved by the time it buzzed.

there was a few people than one man that caught my eye. it could have been his blue eyes, or maybe his beautiful brown hair but there was something about him. “let me lead you to your seat” i smiled once it was him and his one friend at the front of the line.

he looked surprised but didn’t decline. i walked in front of them swaying my hips more than usual but it was worth it. once i led them to their seats i began talking. “hi my name is y/n ill be your waiter for tonight” i smiled at all of them before speaking again. “here are your menus, ill be back soon for your orders” i gave a small smile then walked to another table and continued my job.

a little while later i was back at the table and the boys had there orders ready. “are you guys ready to order?” i asked and took my notebook and pen out. “okay i’m gonna start with the new york steak sandwich” the first guy spoke, “drink?” i asked him stopping myself from sneaking a look at the other man.

“oh yes, ill take a beer” he smiled closing his menu and looking around the restaurant. “and for you?” i asked smiling at him. “ill take a pasta carbonara” he nodded to himself and smiled handing me the menu. i felt a blush creep on my cheeks but i asked the same question i asked the other man.

“drink?” i had my note pad out still with the menus tucked between my arm and my torso. “uhm, yeah i’ll take a beer too, why not?” he laughed looking at his friend. “oh and one more thing” he smiled. i looked up nodding and pushed the hair that fell out of my ponytail, out of my face and behind my ears. “yes?” i asked politely getting my note book back out.

“your number?” he gave me a charming smile. i froze for a moment before scribbling my name and number down and handing it to him before quickly walking off.

i was almost done my shift but i had to stay a bit past due to all of the business. i could feel my phone buzzing in my pocket i pulled it out and saw a number i didnt recognize on my screen. i slid the unlock button and answered.

“hello?” i asked, pressing a finger to plug my ear, the noise in the restaurant still loud and booming even till the late hours.

“hey, y/n?” i heard a familiar voice ask. a smile quickly came to my face and i shifted on my feet.

“yes?” i asked.

“my name is nathan and i would love to take you to dinner sometime” a huge smile formed on my face after that and i quick answered.

“i’m very busy, but im sure i can make time for a dinner with you nathan” i teased and answered him. i could hear his deep chuckle on the other side of the phone.

“that’s great, ill text you the details” he said. i nodded although he couldn’t see me but he seemed to have understood. “awesome, i’ll see you then, bye y/n” he said softly.

“bye nathan” i spoke into the phone then hung up, i pressed the phone to my chest and squealed. i was so happy i had finally scored a date you wouldn’t understand.

i was brought back from my daydream of when nathan and i first met on a saturday night at the restaurant i worked out. “that was the boldest and best decision i have ever made” nate had the biggest smile on his face.

“so i can be a great boyfriend and so i can have the most stunning girl in the whole wide world” he exaggerated throwing his arms in the air as he said whole wide world. “mmhm” i nodded cuddling closer to him.

i was now had my legs laid horizontally across his that were touching the floor, my head rested on his shoulders and my arms wrapped around him.

“nathan mackinnon you are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me and i love you” i smiled looking up at him, i squeezed my arms as a form of a hug then i loosened my arms and let him pull back to look at me. a big smile came to his face after he place a small kiss on my forehead.

“and i love you so much, y/n y/l/n” he smiled and pulled me in for a playful kiss. a loud laugh escaped my lips as i fell on top of him and placed multiple kisses on everywhere on his face except his lips.

this wouldn’t have happened if nathan didn’t make the boldest but best decision he has ever made.