but hopefully their pretty faces make up for it

anonymous asked:

As inspiration form what happened to Mitch, can you write something about Nurse getting hit in the face with a puck

first of all, this is the funniest fucking prompt i’ve ever gotten, so thank you. also, he so would, oh my god, poor nursey

(for those of you unaware, this is the referenced hit.)

Nursey’s used to getting hit on the ice. He’s a d-man, it’s basically his job to take hits and dole them out.

Getting hit by a person and getting hit by a puck, though, are two very, very different things.

First of all, you tend to realize when you’ve been hit by a person–it’s pretty hard to miss. Hockey players are pretty big; when they slam into you, you notice. But at least they’re only usually moving twenty miles an hour, tops.

Pucks, on the other hand, can fly around eighty miles an hour.

That’s fast.

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Reggie Mantle x Reader:  PART SIX THE ARTIST & THE JOCK

A/N: This is the last part of this imagine. I am pretty happy on how it turned out, hopefully you guys like it too. I hope it lives up to your expectations. I also didn’t want to drag this longer than it needed.

Words: 1747

Summary: Shizz goes down, but you and Reggie make up.

Spoilers: N/A

Warnings: Some curse words I think

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five

You woke up early on Monday morning because you didn’t want to face your parents since they gave you the weekend to think about the contract, but you knew if you turned it down once again they’ll only find a way for you to accept it. As much you as you wanted to be with Reggie this was not the way to do it. He also seemed pretty busy the couple of days, he seemed happy with Veronica and she was your friend and you couldn’t do this.

As you rushed out of your house wind in your hair, headphones placed in your ears as the music distracted you in the humid morning. You focused your eyes on the ground where the dew droplets resided in the grass. As much as you were avoiding him, you needed to speak with Reggie about this whole situation.

You walked in the coffee shop and ordered your usual and kept your slow pace in no rush to get to school.

As you were there early you decided to go straight to the art room and paint or draw something to calm your nerves.

You thought about how on Saturday afternoon Reggie ignored your comment about him only telling you how he felt to please his parents and get you to accept that stupid contract. About how Veronica was so happy with him, probably thinking you set them up; but all you wanted was for them to separate. You hated how you thought this. You couldn’t let your smile come up when you thought about Reggie being a bit jealous of Jughead, but that smile faded quickly as you were interrupted by you art teacher telling you the bell rang and it was time to get ready for your first class.

You made your way swiftly to your locker to collect your textbook, and he was there leaning on it and as much as you wanted to clear things up, you couldn’t face him. You stared right at him and your stomach went crazy, it was an attack of butterflies.

You walked up to your locker and nothing came out of your lips, it’s like you were in a trance.

Until your trance was broken by his mouth as he spoke “Hey, um can we talk?” as he moved so you could open your locker and take out your textbook.

“Not right now Reg” you claimed.

“Then when, you can’t ignore me forever (Y/N)” he reasoned with a desperate look in his brown eyes.

“I know that, but, not here” you signed soon distracted by the bell and you rushed out of there to your first class.

The day went by and lunch was finally here and you made your way to your usual table with Jughead, Betty, Archie, Kevin and Veronica.

All you wanted was your old life back where Reggie was just a friend, where your parents did as much work to ignore you and you were the neutral ground. But that you was gone after this whether you made a decision or not, you were no longer the girl who did everything to please everyone. All you wanted was to suppress your feelings for Reggie, you wanted your old Riverdale back when it was just a happy town.  You were also tired of doing everything for everyone.

You took your seat next to Jughead, hoping your friends would distract you from your thoughts.

That was until everything caught up with you and you wished it never happened, and that you didn’t have to hide it from your friends.

“Hey Reggie” the beautiful raven haired girl cheered while showing off her pearls as he appeared at your table.

“Hey Ron, umm, can we talk?” Reggie directed towards you and you stood up because you might as well get this over with.

“OH MY GOD! (Y/N)” the red haired bombshell squealed as you turned confused as to why she was so cheery and she took you and Reggie into a hug and all your friends gave her puzzled looks.

“Why didn’t you tell me?!” Cheryl continued.

“What are you talking about?” you questioned looking over your shoulders to Reggie and your friends.

“Oh, come on you tell them, but not me? How dare you?!” she kept on questioning and your brain was so slow it didn’t catch on to what she was referring to.

“What? What didn’t she tell you?” Kevin added.

“Seriously they’re all in on it, well whatever, I know now and I’m so happy for you” she raged.

“About what? What did I do?” you were still oblivious to what she was asking and you wished you hadn’t pushed the answer once she revealed it.

“You and Reggie of course, my parents told me all about it, well I overheard your moms telling my mom this morning. You guys make a cute couple. I’m so happy for you!” you stood there frozen, you wanted to run but your feet stood still and the next sequence of events happened to fast.

“What?!?!” Veronica screeched and the whole table gasped.

“No Ron, I- I- it’s not-” was that came out of your mouth as she stood up and planted a slap on your cheeks and Reggie pushed her away.

“Come on” Reggie spoke softly as tears started to surface on your face and he grabbed your hand to walk away.

“No!” you retorted as you let go and Jughead stood up to get you out of there.

“Let’s go” Jughead spoke as he started to take you away and put his arm around you.

“Norman Bates, mind your own business this is between us” Reggie claimed as he removed Jughead’s arm off you and pushed him.

Jughead hated the way Reggie was sometimes so he pushed him back and they started to fight as you and Archie went up to them to separate them.

“I need time” you spoke to Reggie and walked away with Jughead.

You left school early trying to get away from all of the mess, and you were so happy that your parents weren’t home.

How could they do this? Did Reggie know again and is that why he wanted to talk to you?

“This is all my fault” you proclaimed as you got a snack for Jughead since lunch was kind of eventful.

“Hey, it’s not your fault (Y/N)” Jughead reassured you.

“No, it is. I do everything for my parents to make them happy, so they could be proud of me, but no matter how I do it will never be enough. I want everyone happy that I don’t even think about my own happiness. This was so easy, no matter what I chose my parents knew if they did something about it I would accept it, I am such a pushover.” You ranted

“What do mean whatever you chose? Your parents want you with Reggie? Isn’t that a good thing you like him.” Jughead asked as he furrowed his eyebrow and you knew there was no way out of this one, so you told him the truth.

“Just talk to him, I know I’m not his biggest fan, but I’ll deal for you. Also you are going to need to talk to Veronica, I’m sure she’ll understand” Jughead pointed out as he left you.

You texted and called Veronica so you could talk to her and explain the situation, but she didn’t answer.

You were soon distracted by the knock on your window which revealed the tall handsome Reggie as you opened your window.

“That used to be easier” he chuckled trying to break the tension entering your bedroom.

“I like what you’ve done with the pla-” he stated as you interrupted him. Your body took over as you placed one of your hands behind his neck and pressed your lips on his and he moved his hands to your waist.

The kiss was passionate and slow and you didn’t want it to end.

“I’m sorry about this whole mess, I didn’t think it would get this bad” he confessed as you both moved to your bed and sat there.

“Do you actually like me? Or did you just tell me all that stuff because of the contract?” you mentioned.

“If I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t have kissed you like that. I promise my feelings for you are 100% real” he added as he put his arm around your waist and you laid your head on his shoulder

“What about Veronica?” you questioned him.

“Nothing happened, I promise you. Not one kiss. I like you, yes I was stupid to call her after the dinner I just wanted to forget about being rejected from the only girl I ever cared about” he chimed in as he kissed your forehead.

“I didn’t reject you, I was just confused. You’re the one that left me, your chose your popularity after you promised you would be there for me and I promised you the same. I kept my promise, whenever you called I was there.” You confirmed as he grabbed your hand.

“No words will ever be enough to show you how sorry I am. You started hanging out with Archie and them, especially Wednesday Addams I- I just assumed you preferred him, and I don’t make the best decisions” Reggie sighed.

“It’s Jughead, and he is just my best friend, if you want anything to do with me you’re going to have to deal with Jughead” You countered as he smiled.

“So you’re saying we can like be a thing? For real, like you’re going to be my girlfriend? I’m going to be your boyfriend?” he said with a smile on his face and you smiled back.

“Yours, no contract, and we have to talk to Veronica and our parents” you explained as you pecked his lips once more.

“For you, anything babe” he concluded as he kissed your hand.

So you talked to Veronica, not expecting her to be so understanding, but once you told her the truth she embraced you in a tight hug and apologized for slapping you.

Later you talked to your parents at yet another dinner, and they were quite happy of course. Although to get under their skin you and Reggie somehow always forgot when their events and banquets took place and sometimes you would take drives to the old cabin and revisit the tree where your initials were carved inside a heart and just be together.

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Love with Dark Circles

❤ Soulmate Drabble (6/13) ❤

Originally posted by wonhomed

Member: Dino/Chan
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 662

When your soulmate can’t sleep, you can’t either.

“Ugh, kill me now!” you groaned when your alarm blared directly into your ear. You slammed your hand down on the button to make it shut up and then dragged your hand over your face. It has been four days since you have gotten proper sleep and it has been hell. You wanted to curl up and hopefully get some very much needed- and desired- rest.

In a groggy haze, you managed to pull yourself out of bed and into the bathroom. The sudden light burned your eyes when you flicked the light switch on and the bags under your eyes weren’t a pretty scene either. The cold splash of water to your face did very little to remove you from your zombie like state.

Yawns kept slipping past your lips every other second or so and a mild ache rooted at the front of your skull. With a mumbled curse, you pressed your fingers to your temples as you slowly dragged your feet towards the kitchen. Coffee or hot tea (depending on what was stashed in the cabinet at the given time) usually helped to control your fraying nerves and calm you down at least for a few hours. It didn’t particularly make you feel good, but at least it kept you awake.

Breakfast has been a brilliant start to the morning these past few days; your toast was charred beyond belief yesterday, you almost choked on a muffin the day before that, and now you were practically inhaling milk and cereal at your counter. Life has been hell, and it just loved to make it blatantly evident whenever it could. But yet, you couldn’t understand why. Sure, sometimes you had trouble falling asleep or staying asleep, but you didn’t have any medical problems that you had to be concerned about. Maybe Google had the answer.

And so, after you finished trying not to drown in your cereal and went to go get dressed, you were searching the internet for any idea of why your body denied itself any rest. Of course, there were scientific reasons like staring at electronic devices before bed or insomnia, but what really caught your attention was the whole “it’s your true love” type of thing. Sure, you heard of it before from your parents, but you were always skeptical about it. Turns out that it might actually be true. It was either that or your body really like to mess with you, at least.

You shook your head of the thoughts and stuffed your phone into your pocket. There was no reason to be thinking about such ridiculous things when there was a big day ahead of you and things that needed to be done. After sending a scornful look in the direction of your bed, you quickly left your house and into the bright morning. Coincidentally, your next door neighbor, Chan, was coming out of his house at the same time. You gave him a wave in greeting and hurried over to his front steps.

“Morning,” you said, sounding more chipper than you felt.

“Hey,” Chan replied with a yawn following after. Dark circles lined his under eyes and his hair was still ruffled. It only made you wonder of how you looked.

“Are you alright? You look like hell.”

Chan chuckled and looked up at the sky. “I definitely feel like it. I haven’t been able to sleep in days.”

You groaned in agreement. “Tell me about it. I haven’t been able to sleep either. It’s day four for me.”

“It has? It’s been the same for me too. I looked it up online to see what my problem was, but I’m not quite sure. Do you have any idea?” He looked back down at you, his dark eyes full of curiosity, something that now seemed totally adorable to you that hadn’t been like that before.

You blinked at him a few times and tried to understand of what was happening. “Oh shit.”


Boyfriend does my makeup w/ Yuta
  • heyyyyyyy
  • i really enjoy doing this series, lol
  • i’m so hungry right now~~
  • lmao, let’s start right away
  • soooo,,,, 
  • it was probably a weekend and it was early in the morning
  • you woke up because yuta was spamming your phone non stop with texts and calls
  • “tf do you want yuta”
  • “aw, i missed you a lot too baby”
  • this idiot istg, you were angry already and decided to ignore him and keep sleeping
  • “i’m outside your house, can you open the door for me”
  • “plz y/n it’s getting cold and i don’t have my jacket”
  • “i brought food for your lazy ass so don’t be rude to your boyfriend”
  • you finally woke up from bed and opened the door for him
  • you seem adorable because of your bed hair and your sleepy and angry face
  • his heart melted because of your cuteness dfghjklñ
  • and the next second you had him over you hugging you and leaving kisses all over your face
  • lmao
  • long short story after a while you calmed down and both of you spent the whole morning cuddling and eating breakfast together in bed<33
  • and y’all were so comfy and warm that even once both of you finished eating yall didn’t move from bed
  • yall keep cuddling and hugigng each other for hours and statrted to watch youtube videos bc why not
  • and suddenly he was like
  • “what?”
  • “that video, click that one”
  • and guess what
  • yes, it was a my boyfriend does my makeup challenge video
  • “oh no”
  • but it was too late now, yuta already saw it and he would do the impossible for doing your make up
  • “y/nnnnn~~~”
  • “pretty please!!~”
  • “i’ll do whatever you want for like 7 hours if you let me do this”
  • “i’ll take you out for lunch if you want to but pleaSE”
  • and of couse you ended up accepting, lol
  • he almost regret it when he saw all your products and shit
  • but no, we’re talking about manly yuta here. mountain man nakamoto yuta and he’s not going to fuck this up
  • the whole time, most than anything he guide himself by obvious things
  • like reading every single product and grabbing anything that was of the color of your skintone first
  • he would also flirt a lot w you in the process
  • “you’re so lucky, look at you having a really handsome expert doing your make up”
  • “your eyes are so pretty, wow”
  • “you look even more beautiful without make up, please know that”
  • and if in any moment you would start feeling flustered he would get really confident and start making kissing faces and smiling at you
  • “okay so now i just need to do your eyes and then put blush and then lipstick, right?”
  • “no shit sherlock”
  • and he spent a lot of fucking time deciding the color of your eyeshadow believe me and you were so nervous bc what if he chooses something crazy omg no
  • and, tbh i’m at least a 23% sure that he would choose pink, in any shade but pink
  • and if it wasn’t for you he would only choose one color but you were libe vRO NO
  • and since you had your eyes closed he stole like a hundred of pecks from you
  • “yuta! stop doing that!”
  • “but you like it! look! your cheeks are so red that we don’t even need blush anymore”
  • and in that moment you were so close to slap him in the face, lmao
  • but he actually guide himself for your naturally blushed cheeks to apply the blush on your face, lol
  • and, oh my god, when he did your lips, oh god
  • he would make you puck your lips and steal kisses from you the whole time
  • even once he aplied the lipstick, he kissed you and fucked everything up and had to appy more lipstick
  • and in the end the pink lipstick was more noticeable in his lips han in yours lmao
  • “i guess we finished baby”
  • “i’ll let you choose my outfit tomorrow and hopefully you’ll look just as good as me”
  • jfc this boi
  • and that day he took you everywhere to show you up fghdja
  • to eat, to the practice, to the dorms, to ea again, he spent the whole day looking at your face and making sure everyone knew about how pretty u are
  • he was more proud of how well his makeup turnd up lmao
  • even if the eyeshadow was a bit messy and he applied a bit too much of blush and the lipstick was gone now
  • anyways, he still thought that you looked really beautiful
  • well, after all, you’re always looking perfect in his eyes <3
  • okay, and the end lol
  • sorry if it was bad??? lol
Welcome To My World - Finn Balor

Originally posted by finnfuckingbalor

Requested by @nickysmum1909

Prompt: Can I please request a story about Finn. He’s super nervous cause he wants to introduce his girl to his friends and family. He already thinks she’s the one but when he sees how she is with everyone, he’s sure that he has to “seal the deal” and propose to her

I’m sorry if this is kind of short. I’m gonna start working on making these things longer, hopefully!

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I don’t know how I got so lucky in life. I have a job that I love, a family who support me in whatever I do and an amazing girlfriend in Y/N. Plus, we were going to Ireland so I could, finally, introduce her to my family.

The flight consisted of her leaning her head on my shoulder as we watched Disney movies and shared kisses. An older couple who were sitting in the seats across the aisle from us smiled at us every so often, the woman waiting before Y/N had fallen asleep to lean over and speak to me.

‘Sorry if this is out of the blue but I have to say that you and your wife are so adorable.’ I chuckled slightly, patting my jacket pocket with the hand that wasn’t being held.

‘Thanks. She’s not my wife yet,’ I whispered to her, not wanting to risk my surprise being spoiled, ‘Taking her to meet my family and maybe, hopefully, propose if I can work up the courage. But she’s pretty adorable, yeah.’

‘Well, my boy,’ Her husband spoke up in a fairly quiet tone, also being careful not to wake her, ‘I’ve seen the way you look at each other. Love like that doesn’t come around easily so I’d make sure that you keep it, hold it tight and never let go.’

‘I don’t plan on it, sir.’

‘Fergal! Over here!’ I could hear a female voice calling as we exited the gate. With a grin on my face, I gripped Y/N’s hand tightly and began to run towards my sister. The hug that I wrapped her up in meant that I had to briefly let go but she didn’t seem to mind, knowing how happy seeing my family made me.

‘Y/N, I’d like you to meet my sister, Anne-Marie.’ My girlfriend’s previous nerves seemed to leave as she was also pulled into a hug. Finally seeing them meet was a moment I had been waiting for because I just knew that they’d get along. Anne-Marie let us know that everyone was at the house waiting for us so we quickly collected our suitcases and began our journey to Bray. The pair were already getting along better than I had hoped, singing along to cheesy pop music on the radio and giggling about things I had done, some that even I couldn’t help but join in for. When we pulled up at my parents’ house, my hands started to get clammy, worried thoughts rushing through my mind.

‘Ferg, are you okay?’ Y/N asked, grabbing one of my hands when I got out of the car. God, she was so beautiful and kind. What the hell did I do to deserve her?

‘Yeah, love. Just a little bit nervous, that’s all.’ Her laugh echoed in my head and it was the most wonderful sound imaginable.

‘If anything, I should be the nervous one. Come on, darling. I’ll be fine and so will you. I love you.’ She held my cheek in her other hand, pressing a kiss there.

‘I love you too.’

We definitely should have done this a long time ago. She was getting along with everyone amazingly, going so far as to help mum with dinner. Whilst the pair were in the kitchen, my dad began to interrogate me.

‘Son, she’s a wonderful girl. Why’d ya take so long to introduce us to her? Your mum adores her already and will probably start begging you to propose when she gets you on your own.’ I laughed, as did Anne-Marie, knowing that it was true.

‘I wasn’t sure if I was ready for marriage, dad. Bringing her here, seeing how comfortable she’s been in just a few hours… It’s all I could’ve hoped for,’ I reached into my jacket pocket, pulling out the small box that sat there, ‘She doesn’t like flashy jewellery so I thought this should do the trick if I could bring myself to ask. I don’t know if I can though, what should I do?’

Before my dad could respond, Y/N popped her head into the room, grinning widely.

‘Mr Devitt? Is everyone ready to sit down for dinner?’

‘I believe so, love. And please, call me Fintan.’ She nodded, disappearing once again, ‘I think that you should do what you think is best. We’d all love for her to join the family but if you’re not ready, then that’s okay. And if you are, go for it. You clearly love each other more than anything in the world so even if you didn’t get married, you’ve got a strong enough bond to last forever.’

We had been together for three years. Now, we were both on RAW and could be together every day but she’d had me hooked since the day I had met her.

She had signed with NXT not long after me and I met her on her first day. This adorable woman had been scuttling about backstage, nervous energy pouring off of her. At first, I thought that I had only been watching her because she had been wearing a Bullet Club shirt but the moment she saw me and smiled, I knew; I was hers to control.

Without even saying a word to me, all I wanted to do was spend every moment of my life trying to keep that smile on her face.

It took me less than two weeks to ask her out on a date. We had dinner and ended up going back to my place to play video games. Ever since then, we’d been inseparable.

‘Ladies, that was incredible,’ One of my younger brothers spoke up, ‘How come you can’t cook like that, dad?’ Everyone around the table broke out in laughter.

Now or never.

‘Y/N?’ She turned her head to me as I got out of my chair and down on one knee. My hands were shaking, she gasped and slowly brought her hands to her mouth. My sister had pulled her phone out and started to record.


‘Wasn’t sure if I was going to do this tonight…But seeing you with my family? I knew that I was ready to spend the rest of my life making you smile. You are truly the most beautiful, kind and loving woman I could have ever wished to have as mine. You’ve always said that we’re the perfect pairing but I think, honestly, that we are so much more than that. So, if you’ll have me, Y/N Y/L/N…Will you marry me?’ There were at least three people crying in that room, one of them being me. Those few moments of silence were an eternity in my mind. What if she said no?

‘Yes, of course I will!’ Thank God for that. The ring looked right at home on her hand and my mum was already beside us, wrapping us both in the biggest hug. Right at that moment, I had never felt so content and happy with my life.

How did I get so lucky?


Originally posted by buttahofbenzo

Let’s take a step back from the shit storm that just hit and remember this. Shay is arguably the biggest emison shipper there is and they are going to be endgame. It’s always been Ali. Since even before Paige came into the picture. Emily doesn’t know what she wants because Ali was never a true option for her, and although the egg storyline is disturbing and unnecessary, A.D. gave them a push so that they will finally discuss their feelings. Paige is temporary. In 7x15, we will (fucking hopefully) get what we emison shippers deserve and everything will slowly fall into place. I definitely do NOT agree with the way Marlene is setting them up, I don’t agree with the egg storyline and Emily going back to Paige and the amount of time they’re dragging out to make emison happen, but we need to have a little faith. Does this look like the faces of two people who are only together because of a pregnancy? No. They are happy. They are in love. And they will rise. Everything will be okay fam. Emison forever

Three’s a Crowd (Part 5)

Member: Taehyung x Reader x OC

Type: Poly au, Smut, Fluff, Angst.

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5.

I let out a small whine as I peeled my eyes open, a raging headache appearing. I lifted up my hand to rub my temples, trying to ease the pain but nothing was working. Letting out a frustrated huff, I was about to get out of bed until an arm pulled me back in. What the fuck?! As soon as I flipped around and was about to attack the person who grabbed me, my eyes landed on Taehyung who was sleeping peacefully beside me, light snores escaping past his lips. What. The. Fuck. What is Taehyung doing here?! In my room?! Oh god, did we…? I lifted up the blankets and relief washed through me as I saw that we were fully clothed. Unnie would be so pissed…She’d be pissed at this! I gripped his arm and pulled it off of my waist before rolling off my bed, stretching out my lips as my feet touched the floor. A wave of nausea hit me and my eyes widened, slapping my hand over my mouth before running towards the bathroom, sinking to my knees and leaning over the toilet bowl, vomiting last nights drink up. As I continued to disgustingly vomit up last nights beverages, a large hand came in contact with my back and another hand held up my hair, keeping it out of my face. 

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Bobby’s Angel - part 2

Warnings: There is a lot of cute fluff in this piece. It may give you the feels for Clay lol. My teeth feel rotten for the amount of cuteness in this piece. ENJOY!

Part 1   Part 2  Part 3 

After Gemma picked up Jax and Opie to get cleaned up and ready. Bobby decided it would be best to get y/n ready for the party while leaving the croweaters to clean up and decorate the clubhouse. After the bath, Bobby wrapped y/n in a large fluffy white towel and sat her in the middle of his bed. Gemma had bought her a dress for her party but he wanted to make sure she was completely dry before putting it on. “I wish your mom was here to see your birthday, y/n. At least she’s letting me throw you party. Who knows what will happen next year,” he trailed off. Y/n smiled up at him at, “party with Obie an Jass?” Bobby sat next to her and laughed, pulling her into his lap. “Yep angel. You get to party with little Opie and Jax. You three are going to be so much trouble when you’re older!”

Hours later, the party was in full swing. Bobby sat on a bar stool, beer in one hand while the other wrapped around little y/n, sitting on his lap. Y/n was doing her gibberish talk to Jax and Opie, who were resting against Bobby’s legs and nodding at y/n, as if they understood her completely. Bobby chuckled as the two boys became immersed into the toddler’s conversation. The club was spread out across the room, even members from other charters and some nomads were present for today. “Alright, where is she?” The doors to the club opened and in strolled Clay. Y/n looked up and started clapping. “Clay! UP!” She yelled out for him as she wiggled in her father’s arm. “Up! Up!” Bobby laughed and passed her off to Clay, who swung her around before letting her sit on his shoulders. “Is the birthday girl ready for presents?” he asked as y/n wrapped her arms around his head. “Dada, present time?” She looked down hopefully, a toothy grin on her face. “Yea Unca Bobby, can y/n open her presents?” “Pretty please! We got her somthin!” Jax and Opie bounced around and tugged at his pants. Gemma and Mary laughed from the nearby couches at the boys’ excitement. Everyone knew that those two would do anything to make the little girl happy. 

Clay kept hold of y/n and walked her over to the couches. Spinning her around until she shrieked out with laugh, he tossed her in the air before plopping her down between Gemma and JT. Y/n screeched out louder as JT and Gemma began tickling her. “Jass! Obie! Help me!” she squeaked and squirmed. Jax ran over quickly and began his own tickle attack to his father, who jumped in his seat and lifted the boy to his lap. “Gemma! I’ve been hit! Go on without me!” JT dramatically threw himself backwards in his seat and let his tongue hang out his mouth. As Gemma was distracted trying to tickle Jax, Opie helped Y/n off the couch and went to his own parents, giggling as they tried to hide behind Piney’s legs. Everyone laughed at the children running and playing. This is what the club was about - this was family gathered to celebrate another year passing for the youngest little Munson. “Clay! I have presents now?” y/n batted her eyelashes up to her uncle. Bobby and everyone laughed as Clay nodded and held his hand out for her. That girl had Clay wrapped around her tiny fingers. “Alright, we heard the birthday girl. It’s present time!” Y/n excitedly clapped and ran to Clay, taking his hand and following him towards the tables. “Daddy, cmon!”

After all presents had been opened, it was time for cake. Opie and Jax dragged their parents over to the table with the cakes. “we made these for her!” “unca Bobby let us make ‘em!” The excitement in their voices warmed everyone’s heart. Clay scooped up y/n and sat her on the table near the biggest cake. “Clay! Get her off the table! She’s not an animal,” Gemma yelled as Clay and Bobby laughed. “Cmon Gem, it’s her birthday. Let her sit on the damn table, she’s gonna be too big soon to do it.” Gemma rolled her eyes and shook her head. JT couldn’t help but laugh as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. To everyone outside this room, these men would be seen as nothing more than criminal bikers up to no good. But inside the walls of the clubhouse with the small child sitting on the table and waiting for her cake, they were family men, doing what needed to be done to protect their children.

Bobby stood next to y/n, leaning down to place a kiss atop her head. Grabbing his guitar, he started to sing for y/n, who turned and smiled up at him. As the night wore on, people began to leave. Opie and Jax ran off to play with their toys in the corner of the room. The remaining adults gathered on the couches to drink and talk. Y/n wadded her way over to Bobby and climbed next to him, settling between him and Clay as she rubbed her eyes. Clay handed her the sippy cup from the table and she sat back, letting out a tiny content sigh as she drank from her cup. They couldn’t help but laugh. Y/n sat just like her daddy when he drank, leaned back and legs spread wide for comfort. “She is truly a Munson!”

“Yes she is.” Bobby wrapped an arm around his angel. She wiggled and curled against his side. As the conversation continued on, Clay nudged Bobby and cast his eyes down to the child who was fast asleep, her hands still clutching her sippy cup. Gemma giggled and shushed everyone around them, pointing the floor in front of the men. Jax and Opie had since joined the group again, but were passed out on the floor, toy bikes still in hand. “These three are going to be a club of their own one day,” JT said, a smile on his face as he gazed at his slleeping son. “Yea, ‘fraid we’re in for a lot of fun when they grow up,”Piney laughed out as he took another swig of his beer. “Guess we should get the kids to bed. It was a long day for them.”

As Bobby laid y/n on his dorm bed, he couldn’t help but stare. Bobby couldn’t help but smile at his daughter sprawled out. Although him and her mother weren’t together anymore,fought often, and she hated y/n being at the clubhouse with him, Bobby would do anything for this precious child of his. Y/n, his first born. His little girl. His precious little angel.

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Iga☆Masa event: Urgent Live ~ Our Unison Beat ~
One day, Kirisawa calls an impromptu meeting in the war room. When you arrive, you soon realize that the Shields and Noir members assembled there are all participants of the idol contest from a while back! Turns out you’re right and everyone looks at Eisuke since he was the one who suggested entering the contest back then to win back the magical artifact, the Sand Glass of Iris. Eisuke just smirks and says it has nothing to do with him this time. 

Kirisawa then informs everyone that the Iris Royal Family has commanded that they perform at a concert to celebrate the completion of a new stadium! The person in charge of the celebration, a woman known only as ‘Madam’, really likes pretty boys and specifically asked for Shields to take part in the performance after hearing about the idol contest and how Shields is full of pretty boys…

You quickly realize that 2 of the 3 units are unable to go. Prinz can’t go as Iori has a prior work engagement while Will, being a member of Noir is considered a traitor by the Iris Royal Family… KEY has the exact same problem with Kyohei and Eisuke. All eyes now turn to Kota and Masamune and the two look very unwilling and troubled. Turns out that though the two have performed together on stage and are actually both members of the 3rd Corps, there is still a certain distance between them that they’ve been unable to overcome. Forever the optimist and wanting to help out, Roberto (who’s also from the 3rd Corps) quickly reassures the two that everything will work out and the rest of the 3rd Corps will do everything to support and help them! You immediately say you’ll help them as well. Kota and Masamune seem to be comforted by this and agree to perform at the celebration.

Thus starts Roberto’s career as the manager/spokesperson of Iga☆Masa! XD First, you, Roberto and Glenn accompany Kota and Masamune when they first meet Madam in her ostentatiously decorated golden hall to discuss details of the performance. You find out that there’s another idol unit performing as well called ‘Hisuitai’ and they are Madam’s favourite. Roberto introduces all of you to Madam but then she starts saying some rather demeaning things about you when she finds out that you’re a member of Shields. She implies that you’ve only joined Shields because you’re after one of the boys etc. 

This makes Kota very very pissed and he immediately comes to your defense and says you are not that kind of girl! Madam is not at all pleased with Kota’s outburst, but he’s not scared of her and doesn’t back down. Roberto does his best to defuse the situation and in the end Madam agrees to forgive Kota’s rudeness if Iga☆Masa agrees to purposely lose to Hisuitai. The performances will be set up as a contest where the audience votes for their favourite idol unit at the end. You have no choice but to accept her terms…

Once back at Shields, Kota apologizes to Masamune for losing his temper and dooming Iga☆Masa… Masamune says it’s fine and how he understands why Kota lost his temper coz he felt the same way! Then they have a little bonding moment and the rest of the 3rd Corps is very happy to see that~!

A few days later, you, Kota, Masamune and Roberto go see Madam again to give her a proposal for Iga☆Masa‘s performance. Hisuitai is there to give their proposal as well and they go first and as they explain what they plan to do, all of you realize that it sounds EXACTLY the same as yours! Hisuitai has somehow stolen your ideas!! Kota and Masamune are completely tongue-tied when it’s their turn to tell Madam about their performance plans. Madam makes fun of them by saying how Shields members are nothing more than just pretty faces…

Iga☆Masa returns back to headquarters feeling very dejected… You and Roberto try to cheer the duo up. Then all of you decide to visit the new stadium they’ll be performing in to hopefully get inspiration for their new performance plans. 

At the stadium, Kota gets quite inspired and soon figures out how they can make a really impressive and flashy entrance! Then a little girl of around 10 comes to ask what all of you are doing, you tell her. The girl who introduces herself as ‘Liz’ becomes very interested in Iga☆Masa and sticks around to watch them practice.

Now that Iga☆Masa have figured out what they’re going to do for their performance, the duo start rehearsing. Then one day, Kojuro comes back with a huge bag of fan mail for Iga☆Masa!! This boosts their morale greatly. The day before the actual performance the members of KEY and Prinz come to watch Iga☆Masa rehearse and give them encouragement.

On the day of the performance, Hisuitai are the first to perform and they are very good at it which makes Iga☆Masa and the 3rd Corps worry and start to doubt themselves… Just before  Iga☆Masa goes on stage, you spot Liz in the audience. You tell Iga☆Masa that their little fan is there and also give them some words of encouragement. 

The performance is a success, especially the rather flashy entrance the duo makes and everyone is soon entranced by their singing and dancing. Then everyone votes for their favourite idol unit and the winner is … Hisuitai!! This causes a big commotion in the audience as Iga☆Masa’s performance was clearly the more popular one. Liz stands up and demands an explanation from Madam. Madam pales when she realizes Liz is Princess Elizabeth of Iris! Then Liz’s butler says  they’ve found evidence that the votes had been tempered with, so Liz announces a re-vote.

This time Iga☆Masa is announced as the rightful winner. Liz goes up to congratulate all of you and insists on being called ‘Liz’ when Masamune addresses her as ‘princess’, then she adds that she’s Iga☆Masa first and biggest fan. Iga☆Masa thank her and smile happily at that. End. 

❄️️Winter Starters❄️️

“Don’t track snow through the house!”

“It’s so cold I can’t feel my face.”

“I think my fingers are frostbitten.”

“How are you out here without a coat? You’ll catch your death.”

“Look at all the snow.”

“Why isn’t there any snow? It’s supposed to be winter.”

“Can you turn the heat up?”

“Can you throw another log on the fire?”

“Do you want something hot to drink?

“…I think we’re snowed in…”

“It’s coming down pretty hard out there.”

“Hopefully the temperature doesn’t drop again.”

 “All this rain is going to make the streets a solid sheet of ice if the temperature gets an lower.”

“The snow melts for one day and everything gets covered in mud.”

“I pity whoever is stuck out there.”

“How am I supposed to get home when the snow is up passed my knees?”

“I hate the cold!”

“You complain about the cold, but once summer comes you’ll complain about the heat.”

“I know it’s cold out, but do you really need to make the house a sauna?”

“Go shovel the walk, please.”

“We never get this much snow…”

“All we ever get during winter is rain and mud.”

happy birthday

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a/n: very original title i know lol. kinda late but i didn’t wanna delete it.

Pairing: yuto x reader (gender neutral)

rating: kinda sorta fluff

word count: 790

  The wind picked up a bit and you pulled your hoodie over your head. The constant change in weather gave you a headache and not to mention all of the walking you had done. Your legs were slightly sore from meandering about campus and running up numerous flights of stairs to get to class. One good thing was that you were caught up on most of your assignments, leaving you with only a few online readings. You were also thankful that your professors hadn’t scheduled any exams for the week.

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NaJ Poth Fanfic Part 3

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Palette stopped struggling for a moment to look at Goth.

“I said I-” Palette couldn’t finish his sentence for he was losing himself in Goth’s eyes.

“I-I-I….” He couldn’t get the sentence out.

“I-I can’t. I c-can’t say it.” Palette looked down at his feet.

“Then do you still love me?” Goth asked him.

“Of course I do!” Palette looked up at him, tears never seizing to fall from his eyes.

“Then believe me when I say that I didn’t kiss Bunny. SHE kissed me. You know I would never cheat on you right?” Goth let go of Palette’s wrists and used one hand to stroke his cheek again.

“I-I know… B-But… OH GOTHY I’M SO SORRY I A-ACCUSED YOU OF DOING SOMETHING LIKE THAT!!” The tears came down harder. Palette threw himself into Goth’s chest, clinging onto him and sobbing in his shirt.

“Shh…. It’s okay Palette… You have nothing to be sorry about.” Goth stroked his head to calm him down. A few minutes later Palette’s sobs started to become small sniffles. He smiled into Goth’s shirt, happy to know that Goth still loves him.

“Hey, is everything alright in here?” Ink opened the door and asked from the doorway.

“Everything is fine Mr. Ink. We just…uh… had a little disagreement is all.”

“Okay then, Goth it’s getting late, you want me to take you home?” Ink offered, choosing not to ask about what happened in case they didn’t want to talk about it.

“Gothy can you pleeaaasssee sleep over? Pretty please?” Palette looked up at Goth with puppy eyes.

“Heh, if that’s ok with Mr. Ink.” Goth said looking at Ink.

“Sure, just give me a second to call your parents to see if it’s alright with them.” Ink left the room to get the house phone. A few minutes later, he came back.

“I called them. They’re fine with it.” Ink informed them, smiling.

“YAY!!” Palette squealed happily.

“But where will I stay?” Goth suddenly decided to ask.

“You can stay with me Gothy!!” Palette offered.

“Is that okay with you, Mr. Ink?” Goth looked over at Ink, blushing slightly.

“Heh, sure. But if you two plan to do anything…. use a condom.” Ink winked.

“DAD OH MY GOD!” Palette had a blush growing on his cheeks. He could not believe the joke his own father just said. Goth blushed and gave a small chuckle.

“Aye I’m just messing with ya. I know you guys like it raw.” Ink winked again.

“DADDY STOP TALKING!!” Palette’s blush grew brighter. Goth and Ink were having a fit of giggles.

“Daddy? Isn’t that what you call Goth?” Ink said in between laughs.

“DAD I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DON’T STOP TALKING I WILL MOVE OUT!!” Palette’s blush took over his whole face. Goth couldn’t take it anymore. He fell on the floor laughing.

“Alright, alright. I’m done now.” Ink said, calming down from his laughing.

“Anyways, you too have fun, but not too much fun that I’m gonna have to use headphones.” Ink subtly joked. It took Palette and Goth a moment to get it.


“…..I lied.” Ink ran out the room laughing, shutting the door behind him.

“DAAAD!!!” Palette shouted through gritted teeth. Goth silently laughed.

“Your dad has the best jokes Palette.” Goth commented.

“They’re embarrassing.” Palette hid his face in his hands. Goth laughed and hugged him.

“Come on, let’s get to bed.” Goth said, noticing how late it was. They made their way to Palette’s bed to get settled in. Palette snuggled up in Goth’s arms and sighed happily.

“Hey Gothy?” Palette suddenly asked.

“Yeah Palette?”

“Remind me to make practice a living hell for Bunny tomorrow.”

“Heh, I will. I love you Palette.”

“I love you too Gothy.” And with that, they drifted off to sleep.
And that’s it! Hope you guys liked it! It was pretty fun to write this and hopefully I’ll write more stuff if I’m not a lazy ass XD

Oh yeah and about Ink, I imagine him to be the type of parent to find out their kid ain’t a virgin anymore, be totally fine with it, and start making really inappropriate jokes afterwards XD (given the hint this story is after Goth and Palette had their first time…. and a few more times afterwards ;3)

Goth- @nekophy
Palette- @angexci
Ink- @comyet
NaJ au- @blogthegreatrouge


A few recent pages from my “art journal” I’m on a three day streak, here’s hoping I can keep it up!! 🤞🏽
First and last are from my “embroidery” section. Hopefully will turn those into pieces. We shall see.
Stamps are in the “traditional” section.
@intrepid-crow is in the vectors section. (I’m a terrible drawer of people but thank you for lending your face, it’s lovely 💖)

I really struggle with entering into final products with half a plan, where I inevitability get frustrated and drop the project. I clearly also like to make random ass notes. The Washi is an attempt to use pretty tape to keep myself even more compartmentalized so that’s fun.

Why did finding out Whip is T-Bag’s son make me tear up?

I went back and watched that scene quite a few times.

I know T-Bag is a pretty awful human being but it always bothered me that he was never given credit when it was due to him for the helpful things he did for Michael and Co. both inside and outside of prison. 

Now Michael finally seems to be positively acknowledging him. I say ‘seems’ because we won’t know for sure until the two of them meet face-to-face, which hopefully will happen next week.

nurse-peach  asked:

Hi hun! Sorry to bother you, but your townies are absolutely adorable like? How do you doooo that, I adore them all.

If I don’t have a specific idea in mind for a townie I want to make, I’ve been using a randomizing method that has served me pretty well so far and helps me get more unique genetics instead of just using the unaltered template features over and over. It’s a little long-winded but hopefully not too much.

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Three sets of makeup, to hopefully make up [badum-tsss] for my lack of activity recently.

Unholy, Unworthy is designed to look like faintly-glowing cracks in the skin. It looks way better on darker skintones than lighter ones, because the colors and glow stand out better. Found in the blush category.

Beautiful Ones is a glowing recolor of those fantasyrogue / Petchy alien spots. Found in the full-face makeup category.

Confetti is a glittery recolor of a birthmark mask that I’m pretty sure was originally created by @berrynooboos. It uses a confetti fabric texture (thus the name), but it reminds me of fish scales. Found in the blush category.

Files are compressed, everything comes in my Battledress and Patisserie palettes, and swatches are included.

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I Will Not Give You Up

Title: I Will Not Give You Up (Persephone P4)
Summary: In between Crowley’s escape.
Words: 1,458
Author’s Note: I’m almost caught up to the canon story line. There will be one more post before the episode airing next week.

ProloguePart 1Part 2Part 3Part 5Part 6Part 7Part 8Part 9, Part 10,  Part 11

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I finished my entry for the fanfest art competition and got it send off Saturday (I’m hoping so hard that it makes it in time…TmT) but I was in a rush so I just threw together my light box to snap some shots that would hopefully be acceptable for my portfolio if they do refuse to give my work back to me.  I pretty much just tossed these into PS to lighten them up a bit and crop off the extra edges.

So yeah, I call it ‘Lady of the Vortex’ (not the most creative I know ^_^’).  It is made of copper, quartz (the face), and some stone that I hope is a low quality chalcedony I found during my Deadhorse rock hunting trip a couple weeks ago.  I experimented with some patina techniques and while it isn’t what I had vaguely planned for in the beginning I find that I like it more.  I was almost done when I realized I had forgotten to make her face so I grabbed a random chunk of quartz and ground it down on my genie to make it fit the hollow I had left for a face of some sort.  The gods totally blessed me (fc crafting buff must have been active) while I made those wings, I think I broke, like, one? blade for all of them.  Soooooo much cutting, and then I used my little battery powered etcher thing to cut in the uppermost feather designs on the wings and a ton of different details all over the torso portion.

I hope you all like it and if it makes it to being displayed at fanfest I hope all of you get a chance to check it out (sculptures really gain something when you can see them in-person I think)!  Good luck to all of you other awesome people entering; can’t wait to see your pieces there!

What Could Have Been-2


Angst out the ass

Waking up, tied to a chair, with a bomb strapped to my chest. I felt a sense of panic and fear corsing through my body.

Looking up, I saw my laptop on a table facing me. I could see myself on the screen, there was a smaller screen of someone in the corner but I couldn’t make them out.

The door opened, a man dressed in black entered the room. He smiled at me, walking over to me, he slapped me. My head snapped back.

“Good you’re awake, smile pretty and beg for your Agent Hotchner to come get you. Hopefully he loves you enough to come through. ”

Letting out a laugh, I looked at him. “Joke is on you, he doesn’t love me.”

The man growled, turning towards the table, he looked at the laptop. “Maybe I should get his son.”


Hotch’s resolve broke, the site of (Y/N) tied to a chair, with a bomb strapped to her body upset him. To hear her say that he didn’t love her, and then the threat against Jack, broke him.

Rossi put his hand on his shoulder. “We’re going to find her. Morgan went to get Jack.”

Hotch fell into the chair, regretting the last six months. He’d pushed her away, he let the stress of his job, get to him.

He would fix it, as soon as he found, (Y/N).


Sitting in the chair, in the middle of the room, I wonder what could have been. As I heard time click off the timer, I thought about how much I loved Aaron. I’d never get to tell him again.

I thought about Jack, that I’d never see him grow up. I loved him like he was my own. If I would have just stayed in the apartment and not gone out.

I heard noise out in the hall, the door swung open. Aaron’s form appeared in the doorway. He rushed to my side, looking at the timer.

I knew there wasn’t much time, I looked up at him. “You need to go.”

His hands cupped my face, tears filled his eyes. “I’m not leaving you!” I watched as he worked on disengaging the bomb.

“Please Aaron…”

“I love you (Y/N). I’m not leaving here without you.”

“You don’t have enough time…think of Jack.” He ignored my protests and continued to work. Time continued to click off the timer.

The explosion threw us against the wall, Aaron landing on top of me. My world went black


I opened my eyes, looking around the hospital room, I was alone. I pushed myself up, into a sitting position, swinging my legs over the side.

The door swung open, Aaron walked inside the room. “I’m so glad you’re awake. I was worried about you.”

“What happened?

He sat on the bed, taking my hand in his. “You were kidnapped, and almost taken from me, because I was an idiot. I love you so damn much. Please tell me I haven’t lost you.

"I was ready to walk away, and leave you. I thought you didn’t love me. It broke my heart. I love you Aaron…” His lips crashed down on mine.

“Please forgive me…” His eyes full of sorrow, we’re begging me. “I need you in my life.

"I’ll need you too…” He pulled me into his arms. I had found my happily ever after.


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