but anyway yup here you guys go

FIC: The Tea Shop Girl (Part 1/?)

So you know that epic Harrison Osterfield fic I keep teasing you guys about? Here’s part 1. I don’t know how many parts this is yet. But anyway.

FIC: The Tea Shop Girl

Part: 1/?

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield/Reader

Also featuring: Tom Holland in a supporting role

Summary: Harrison falls for the girl that runs the tea shop down the street. 

Author notes: She’s American, because I’m American. :) 

Warnings: Swearing, multitudes of fluff. No smut in this part, but maybe in the future…? Stay tuned. 

“Harrison! Come on, man, are you almost ready?” Tom Holland called out impatiently from the living room of the flat he shared with his best friend, Harrison Osterfield.

“Just a minute, I’m fixing my hair,” Harrison replied from the bathroom. He put a little gel in the palm of his hand, rubbed his hands together, and raked his fingers through his blond hair. He wanted it to look extra good today.

Tom groaned loudly. “Harrison. We’re going to get tea, not to the Oscars!”

“I want to make sure I look perfect!” He pushed a wayward strand of hair back into place.

“Oh, bloody hell, what for? In case the Queen pops round?”

Harrison, finally satisfied with his hair, ran down the hallway. “I’m doin’ it, mate.”

Tom scrunched up his face in confusion. “Doing what? Pissing me off? Because you’re sure doing a bang-up job of that.”

Harrison rolled his eyes as he pulled on his sneakers. “No, you twit. I’m going to ask her out today.”

“Ask who… oh. The tea shop girl.” Tom smiled. “Fucking finally. You’ve been pining for this girl for two months.”

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???: Is this thing..? Working?

???2: Oh look! Yeah, it’s recording!

???: Oh! Awesome!

Bossuet: Hello, internet! My name is Bossuet.

Joly: And I’m Joly. According to my sweater, anyway.

Bossuet: *snorts* I love that thing.

Bossuet: Anyway, you guys are probably thinking “where the heck is Grantaire?!” Well, to answer your question, he’s sleeping off a very bad hangover right now. Poor thing seemed so good last night, then I…I guess the whole Feuilly and Enjolras thing fucked him up a little.

Joly: Yeah… either way, he drunkenly asked us to, quote, “go answer some fuckin’ questions, knock yourselves out dudes, I’m goin’ to fuckin’ sleep”. So here we are! 

Bossuet: We’ll answer…pretty much anything, honestly. Joly and I are pretty open people.

Joly: Yup! So go ahead.

[the ask box is open for Joly and Bossuet]

Norman Reedus - Secrets Are Revealed

Originally posted by reedusgif

You and Norman are in a relationship and you are both really happy, there is one thing, though, no one knows that you two are together. The other cast members and your fans have no idea, so when the two of you are caught having a PDA, you kind of have to explain yourselves to the fans at Comic-Con. You are overwhelmed by the amount of support you get from the fans, then at the end of the panel, once everything is out in the open, Norman does something you never expected.

Norman x Reader

Requested by Anon

Warnings: Swearing, sexual references, and fluff!

Chapter 1

It was a boiling hot day in Georgia and you were on set, you were an actor on The Walking Dead and you loved it, sure the weather was extreme but, if it wasn’t for this show you would’ve never met the man you would fall in love with. You would’ve never met Norman Reedus.

None of the fans knew that the two of you were together, hell, none of the cast knew, you just weren’t ready to tell them yet. It was hard, keeping your relationship a secret, but you both knew that it was for the best. You would tell everyone when the time was right.

The cast just thought that you were best friends because that’s how you acted on set, they didn’t suspect anything, not as far as you knew anyway.

You were currently sat in his trailer lounging on his couch with his arms wrapped around you as you watched a show on TV with the AC turned right up so you could both cool down, you both jumped when someone knocked on the door and you heard the familiar voice of Andrew Lincoln, “Norman? You’re needed on set,” you and Norman quickly pulled apart and sat normally so Andrew wouldn’t suspect anything, Andrew walked into the trailer and he smiled at you when he saw you, “Oh, hey Y/N, I didn’t know you were in here.”

“Hey Andy, I was just spending some time with this guy, and plus the AC in here is way better than it is in my trailer,” you said with a grin, you prayed that he didn’t suspect anything.

“Fair enough,” he said with a chuckle.

“Is that all I’m good for? The AC in my trailer?” Norman asked playfully.

“Yup, it’s all you’re good for,” you replied jokingly, “Anyway, I will let you two get to set to film your scene, I’ll see you boys later,” you said as you stood up walked out of Norman’s trailer to go to your own.

You sat in there for about an hour or two alone, you just sat on your phone and scrolled through your Tumblr to see what people had been up to, you smiled when you came across a piece of fan art of you and Norman, the artist had made it look like you were posing for a photo, it was amazing. You decided to click on the source of the image and sent the artist a lovely message saying that you really loved the picture and that you were going to show Norman next time you saw him, you even gave them a follow and started scrolling through their blog, they were very talented, you got so caught up looking the pictures that you didn’t even hear Norman enter your trailer.

You felt someone poking you in the side and looked up from your phone to see Norman looking at you with a cocked eyebrow.  “Watcha doin’?” he asked you in an amused tone.

“Just looking through this blog, she draws us, all of us, she’s very talented, take a look,” you said, he sat down next to you and gave an impressed nod when you showed him the first picture of the two of you that you had found and then a few more of the two of you and a couple of the other cast members.

“She is very talented, I really like the ones of us,” he said as he pulled you into a side hug.

“Me too,” you replied as you snuggled into his chest and continued scrolling through the blog. You giggled when the blog owner messaged you back a massive paragraph thanking you and telling you much she loved you and that you were her favorite. You sent her a message back saying thank you and that you loved her too, you loved interacting with fans, even if it was only over social media.

“You want to go for something to eat? I fancy some food from that diner a few blocks away,” Norman said as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“Of course, you know how much I love their food,” you said as you got up from the couch and walked out of the trailer with Norman on your tail.

Since it was a nice day the two of you decided to walk there, it was only a fifteen-minute walk so why not? The streets were surprisingly empty for a hot summers day, but that gave Norman the excuse he needed to hold your hand as you walked down the desolate streets. Out of the corner of your eyes, you noticed that he was looking around, “Norman? Everything okay?” you asked.

“Yeah, I was just looking around to see if I could see anyone, there is no one so that’s good ‘cause that means I can do this,” he said, you furrowed your brows at him and opened your mouth to say something but he quickly silenced you with a quick, short and sweet peck to the lips.

“Getting a bit risqué doing that in public aren’t you?” you said with a smirk.

“There’s no one around, it’s fine, now come on, I’m starving,” he said as he led you round the corner and down the street to the diner. He opened the door and let you go in  first, such a gentleman.

Fifteen minutes later and you were sat in a booth across from Norman eating your food, your phones pinged and you both lifted them from the table and unlocked them.

The picture that came up stopped your heart and made your breath hitch in your throat, “Oh shit,” Norman said in an exasperated voice.

Your eyes connected with Norman’s, you both looked like deer’s caught in the headlights, “They know,” as those words left your mouth you felt like your entire world had shifted, everyone knew about you and Norman thanks to some ass-hole who took a picture of the two of you kissing and uploaded it to the internet. You had no idea what was going to happen now.

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Grand Blues 780 Drang’s Hobby

[Drang takes advantage of his hobby of visiting ancient sites to fulfill some requests.]
Drang: “Here you go! As requested, a list of all the ancient sites that have connections to alchemy!”
Cagliostro: “Thank you ☆ With this, I can get back to researching alchemy ☆”

Dr: “Ehehe… now, about the matter of my reward…”
Ca: “Yup…! You wanted to play horsie, right?”
Sturm: “Wha!?

St: That Drang…! When he said reward, was it really that kind of perverted request…!?
St: “Hey, wait, Drang…!!

Dr: “…ahaha-! I just wanted to try riding this lil’ guy once, you know-!”
[Cagliostro’s Pet, Ouroboros]
Dr: “…huh? What’s wrong, Sturm-dono?”

St: “…well, let’s just stab him once anyway.” /STAB
St: “It’s also possible he’s into animals.”
Dr: “What are you saying!?

anonymous asked:

Guys from EITM have a loud sex with mc so the whole house can hear them...

“Mnmm..Aghh…Mnmm…Not so fast…Aghh..” You gasping out loud and dug your nails to the back of your man.

“Are you sure? Mnmm…Aghh…You were asking me…Aghh… to go faster earlier…Mnmm” You guy moaned, as he thrust even faster below while groping your breasts.

You are supposed to be in the room reading a book, but now you are underneath your guy and both of you are over each other. Both of you continue making love until you eventually pass up in his arms.

The next morning at the dining room, everyone is staring at both of you and you got a bad feeling about it.

“This idiot fox really not embarrass.” Shinra blushed.

“I just surprise that they are still able to make it in time for breakfast.” Chikage said nonchalantly, while slipping his tea.

“Their sex scent is still pretty strong.” Kyoga teased.

“They are so in love.” Yukinojo blinked at you.

“Let not talk about this during breakfast.” Samon blushed.

You totally know what they are talking about. You totally lost yourself with Miyabi last night. They totally heard it and you feel like going back to your room but Miyabi put his hand around your shoulder.

“I will never have enough when it comes to her. I could go on further but she passed out after 4 rounds.” Miyabi declared proudly, totally not feeling shy at all. You hit his chest to ask him to stop but he simple goes on and on.

“I never know Chikage can be so wild.” Miyabi teased.

“I still can’t believe that Chikage.” Shinra blushed.

“Love to can change someone.” Yukinojo smiled at both of you.

“So how many rounds did you guys go?” Kyoga asked teasingly.

“Should we start eating?” Samon blushed and tried to change the topic.

You are so flustered that you feel like skipping breakfast. You can feel your face burning hot.

“Aren’t you guys a bit noisy in the morning.” Chikage said while slipping his tea. You thought he is calm but on a closer look, you can see his face is turning red.

“They are so in love.” Kyoga laughed and pats Shinra’s back.

“Are we still eating breakfast?” Samon blushed.

“More importantly is to tease our Oni. He is finally acts more like a man.” Miyabi teased.

“What are you say?” Shinra rebuked with his face turn red. Then their argument continues.

“Here we go again.” Chikage sighed.

“Please lower down the volume.” Yukinojo smiled and the room turns colder.

You can feel your face burning hot with embarrassment even though the room is cold. How you wish you could crawl back into your room.

“He does not even seem tired at all.” Shinra blushed, as he commented.

“He is a wolf after all.” Chikage smiled.

“I don’t even recall last night is a full moon.” Yukinojo commented.

“I bet it full moon to him every night when it comes to _____.” Miyabi teased.

“Of course I can’t resist her scent. She smells so seductive last night.” Kyoga laughed and wraps his arms around you, while you tried to push him away. You face totally went red with all these comments.

“I don’t understand why you need to discuss this over breakfast.” Samon blushed, as he listens.

“I can’t sleep well last night.” Shinra complains.

“Me neither.” Chikage added as well.

“HahaI Sleepless because of the noise or from the coldness in the room?” Miyabi teased.

“They must be so passionate that Yukinoko release his power unintentionally.” Kyoga laughed.

You wanted to hide in your room from the embarrassment. Yukinojo grabs hold of you before you can leave and buried your face in his chest.

“I believe you guys don’t mind having a frozen breakfast.” Yukinojo smiled coldly.

“Guys, please stop and eat your breakfast now.” Samon said worryingly.

“I never expect that fellow is so passionate.” Chikage commented, as he slips his tea.

“Yup, plus it the first time he stay over over.” Shinra blushed.

“That prove how strong Ryu clan is.” Yukinojo smiled at you.

“I can even go much longer than him.” Miyabi grumbled.

“Oh I wanted more but she fainted after… I lost counts how many rounds we did. Anyway, now you guys know that I am the only one that can give her pleasure.” Kiryu said proudly.

Your face turns red as tomatoes and wanted to just skip breakfast.

“Let be considerate for the only lady here.” Samon blushed and end the conversation.

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sebastian x reader, your gay friend drags you to this gay bar bc he's too scared to go by himself or something & sebastian comes up to you and offers to buy you a drink and at first you're really confused bc isnt this a gay bar?? & you're a female so?? but turns out he's bisexual (& rlly attractive) & oops your friend left to hook up with some guy & now you have no way to get home. wait how did we end up at your place sebastian i thought you were giving me a ride home, well looks like im staying

“Come on please Y/N! You know I don’t like going to new places by myself! I promise you’ll have fun!” Anthony pleaded, literally on his knees next to my bed.

“How can I have fun in a gay bar? No one there likes what I have to offer,” I pointed out, going back to studying.

“I didn’t mean that sort of fun, I just meant in general! You’ll have the time of your life, I promise! You don’t have to worry about guys grinding on you and you can just let loose for once!” he begged, closing my books and grabbing my hands in his. I stared at his watery eyes and pouty lips for a moment, finally giving in with a sigh.

“If I do this, you owe me,” I scowled, rolling off my bed. He squealed, wrapping his arms around me and spinning us, continuously muttering ‘thank you’ into my ear. “Now leave so I can get dressed.”

“You better wear that new dress I bought you,” he sung, skipping out of the room. I rolled my eyes, eyeing the LBD he bought me a few days ago.

“How did you even get us in here?” I asked over the loud thumping of the music, glancing down at the fake I.D he had given me.

“I know people,” he winked, immediately heading straight for the bar. I followed after him like a lost puppy, ignoring all the strange looks the men in here were giving me. “Here. Drink this.”

“What the hell is it?” I asked, taking the drink he was holding out for me.

“It’s a Midori, extra alcohol. You need to let loose and have some fun,” he urged for me to drink it, sipping his own strange concoction. I slowly drank the drink, knowing that even thought we took a bus here, I would need to be the responsible adult and make sure he got home safely.

“That guy keeps looking at you Ant,” I nudged him, subtly gesturing to a younger boy quite literally staring at my friend. He slammed his glass down dramatically, sauntering off to where the younger boy was sitting. I rolled my eyes at my best friends behaviour, turning back to the bartender and beginning to scroll through my phone. I occasionally glanced up to make sure Anthony wasn’t getting into too much trouble, but for the most part, I tried to stay un noticed by those in the bar.

“What’s a girl like you doing in a gay bar?” a stranger asked, making me look up from where I was intensely scowling at a picture on Instagram.

“My bestfriend was too scared to come alone, so he practically forced me here,” I rolled my eyes, smiling slightly at the boy in front of me.

“You mean the guy dancing with anyone and everyone?” he asked, gesturing to where Anthony was, in the middle of a large crowd of men.

“Yep, that’d be him,” I giggled, shaking my head at my drunk bestfriend.

“Well then, since you’re clearly lacking company, how about I buy you a drink and put you out of your misery,” he grinned, taking the seat next to me.

“Isn’t this a gay bar?” I raised my brows, making the boy laugh.

“I’m bi honey,” he chuckled. “Now, what are you drinking?”

“I have no idea, just get me anything,” I shrugged, subtly (or so I thought) scanning the boy from head to toe, mentally nodding in approval. He was so my type. From what I could tell he is extremely tall and quite lean, with defined muscles but he wasn’t overly buff. He had his brown hair styled into a quiff and from what I could see, he had light coloured eyes, most likely green.

“Would you like to take your drink or are going to just continue ogling at me?” he teased, breaking me from my thoughts. 

I blushed, taking it from his hand and gulping half of it down, apparently trying to drown myself in both alcohol and embarrassment.

“So,” I cleared my throat, making him look at me. “Why are you sitting here talking to me when you’re clearly hot enough to get any guy in this joint?”

“Like I said, you looked lonely and in need of some company. I don’t really feel like getting laid tonight anyway,” he shrugged.

“Well then thank you for taking pity on me,” I raised my glass slightly, making him chuckle.

“You’re very welcome. I do believe that you’re friend has just left you here,” he said, making me whip my head around to see that, yup, Anthony had just walked out the door, arm in arm with some poor sap that’s going to be sorry tomorrow. “And I’m pretty sure the buses don’t run this late.”

“Oh my god you’ve got to be kidding me,” I groaned, dropping my head onto the bar, wincing at the impact. “How the bloody hell am I going to get home now?”

“Well I could drop you if you like?” he smiled, making me turn my head slightly to look at him.

“You don’t even know my name and you want to give me a ride?” I raised my brows suspiciously.

“I’m a nice guy like that,” he winked, downing the rest of his drink and gesturing for me to do the same. “Hurry up buttercup, I’ve got things to do tomorrow and I need my beauty sleep.”

“That’s such a gay thing to say,” I giggled, sculling the rest of my drink and slamming the glass down on the bar, slightly light heated.

“Just remember, I’m not gay babe. Now up you get, and I swear if you vomit in my car, you’re paying for a new one,” he warned me, wrapping an arm around my waist and helping me limp my way to his car, mentally kicking myself for wearing brand new heels. He opened the passenger seat door, slowly lowering me so I was safely inside, grabbing a blanket that was conveniently placed on the backseat and draping it over my legs.

“What a gentlemen,” I giggled, pulling on his shirt collar until he was face to face with me, smacking a loud kiss on his cheek. He rolled his eyes, managing to pry me off before closing the car door and jogging around to his side.

“Remember, no being sick,” he poked my nose, starting the car and turning up the heat. “So, where am I going?”

“Umm…” I began to think over my options. I could either:

Go back to Anthony’s and overhear him and his new toy fuck all night.

Go to my house and be grounded for life for drinking underage.

Spend the night on the street.

“I don’t really know where to go to be honest,” I chewed my lip, not sure of an option D.

“What? Do you not remember where you live?” he bit back a smile, staring at me incredulously.

“I know where I live,” I snapped, scowling slightly. “I just… Anthony’s house it out of the question because I don’t want to hear his repeated orgasms. My parents would skin me alive for drinking and I don’t have any relatives that would take me in for the night.”

“Well then, you can stay at mine,” he said, making me shake my head.

“Won’t your parents kill you for having a half drunk girl in your bed?” I asked, making him chuckle.

“First off, who ever said you were sleeping in my bed?” he asked, making me blush. “I don’t live with my parents. They live in the city and bought me a condo because it was closer to school.”

“Oh,” I mumbled, still flustered from his earlier comment.

“You know I was kidding right? You’ll be sleeping in bed with me, I’m not an asshole. I won’t try anything so don’t worry about that. I prefer my dates to be completely sober so they can remember everything,” he winked, making me blush even harder.

“I don’t even know you’re name,” I said, glancing over to him.

“It’s Sebastian. But you can call me your boyfriend.”


Fic: We Can Dance if We Want To (We’ve Got All Your Life and Mine)

Kabby Week - Day 7

Anything Goes

Fandom: The 100

Pairings: Kabby, Linctavia (because I will have Lincoln alive in my fic if I want to, damn it!), Javen, bit of Bellarke, bit of Briller, mention of Monty/Harper (I don’t know that ship name.)

Word Count: 2949

(A/N: So here is the long promised Arkadia party fic. Or well, half of it. I had hoped to have it all done by the end of Kabby week, but there’s still a little bit to be done in some sections. You’ll understand what I mean by sections when you read it. There are a couple of pairings here, and unfortunately this one’s a bit Kabby-light, but I promise there will be a lot more of them when I post the rest of this. Okay, that’s it, have fun!)


Raven was holding her ground. She wouldn’t give an inch. Jasper and Monty flanked her on both sides. They were ready to go down swinging, if that’s what it took.

“Seriously?” One of their opponents raised an eyebrow.

“Raven…” The other began in a slightly resigned, worried tone.

“Look,” Raven regarded Abby and Kane stood in front of her. Abby looked concerned about the whole idea, Kane looked… Well, Kane actually looked intrigued. “This was a formality, you know. We’re totally going to do it anyway.”

“Yup!” Jasper piped up behind her.

“People need something to feel good about, have fun. Even if it’s just for one night.” Monty stood slightly behind herself and Jasper. As if he thought if the Chancellors started shouting he had better chances of escape.

“And you think a party is the way to go?” Kane asked. He sounded an odd mix of dubious yet encouraging. Raven could imagine him currently arguing with himself, like ‘Chancellor Kane’ vs ‘nice-guy Marcus.’

“Everything down here has been one shitstorm after another. Abby, Clarke’s totally for this.” That was a lie, she hadn’t run the idea by Clarke yet. But Raven would tell Nate, and the two of them could convince Bellamy, who in turn would have no problem convincing Clarke. Since the ALIE thing, they lived in each other’s pockets now. Anyway, she’d said the magic words. If Clarke thought it would be fun, her mother would be loathe stand in the way of that. After everything.

Raven watched as Abby looked up to Kane and was kind of mesmerised by the short silent conversation that took place. Kane’s eyes flicked to the bandages on his wrists, so quickly most would’ve never caught it. But Abby did because she was Abby, and Raven did because she was staring intently. Kane had a small frown on his face, then minutely shook his head, as if to clear it.

Then he smiled at Abby, eyebrows raised (though she would deny it, the phrase excited puppy rolled around Raven’s head, as she was sure it did Abby’s) and she rolled her eyes, suppressing her own smile then, as she looked at Kane adoringly. Ugh, they were disgusting.

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Man Of A Lifetime

Pairing: JensenxReader

Description: You and your best friend go to your first Supernatural convention only to realize that a special someone can’t take their eyes off you.

“Come on (y/f/n), we’re gonna miss the panel!” you say to your best friend as you pull her arm.

“I’m coming, I’m coming!” She replies. 

This is your first Supernatural convention, and you’re just dying to meet Jared and Jensen. You made a pact to yourself that you will not get sick or embarrass yourself in anyway while asking them your question at the panel. 

As you and (y/f/n) take your seats in the theatre you try to calm yourselves down so nothing happens that you’re going to regret. You see Louden Swain warming up as everyone impatiently waits for Jared and Jensen to come on stage. 

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