but if she does i am going to buy it

Entanglement: Part 2

Entanglement: Part 2 

Paring: Namjoon x Jin x you

Word Count: 8.6k

genre/warning: smut, dirty talk, double penetration, dom!Jin, dom!Namjoon

Parts: one 

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more au ideas no one asked for
  • “you’re super short and i’m sorry but it’s really really cute whenever you try to reach that book on the top shelf here lemme help you- oh no don’t be embarrassed, your face is all red and you’re even more adorable now i am going to die” au
  • “i’m a biker and one day i was biking in your neighborhood while you just happened to be outside watering the plants and since you’re so goddamn cute i accidentally steered into a pole and now you’re giving me first aid (holy shit you’re even cuter up close)” au
    • “you’re biking through my neighborhood and you ran into a pole so now i’m really concerned and patching you up, oh my gosh you’re really hot even though you have a bloody nose” au
  • “i’m at a karaoke bar and i’m sober enough to realize that your voice singing my absolute favorite song is the most beautiful thing i’ve ever heard, and you caught me staring and winked at me oh shit” au
  • “you fell asleep on my shoulder on the plane ride and i would ask you to move but you look so comfy and adorable when you sleep. also you smell really good and the feeling of your breath on my skin is somewhat relaxing, maybe we can go out to lunch in this shitty airport when you wake up?” au
  • “you’re so perfect and i’m in love with you but i’ve never actually met you and you keep avoiding meeting up, so i called nev and max to help me figure out whether or not you’re catfishing me” au
    • “whoa it turns out you were actually just super shy and you’re even cuter in person pls kiss me in front of all these cameras” au to followup with that
  • “i’m a quiktrip worker and whenever I work a night shift, you always arrive and buy like 3 cans of redbull and you look exhausted, do you need some help? are you okay?” au
  • “you invited me to your brother’s/sister’s wedding as a plus one bc we’re hella best friends but we end up making out at the afterparty and now everyone thinks we’re fucking so uh,, u wanna go out for a drink sometime? try this whole couple thing out?” au
  • “my sister tried to set me up with her friend but little does she know that i am hella gay and i end up falling in love with her smoking hot brother, and whenever i hang at her place we always tell my sister that it’s for a date when really she’s now just trying to set me up with her brother” au
    • (this can be tweaked in any way to fit your otp :p)
  • “i’m one of those talk show stars that walks up to random people on the streets and asks them really obscure questions, and you’re really cute and camera shy and i’m sorry but it’s adorable how you stutter when you’re nervous, uh, perhaps when there aren’t so many cameras surrounding me i can buy you a drink?” au
    • “you just came up to me on the street and asked where the weirdest place i had sex was and i’m assuming it’s for one of those talk show things, but i’m really nervous because you’re really really hot in that suit holy shit” au
  • “will you stop flirting with me you just got seriously injured and i’m the EMT trying to tend to your wounds in the ambulance, i don’t give a fuck that i look cute when i’m concerned, you’re lucky you’re not dead you dipshit” au
  • “my mom/sister/dad/brother/best friend doesn’t know we’re dating but one day he/she/they walked in on us making out and started cheering oh my god this is so embarrassing i’m so sorry” au
  • “you have fire powers and i have ice powers and one day you save my ass and even though we’re supposed to be rivals, you’re actually really really cute and warm can i just stay in your arms forever bc i am perpetually cold” au
    • “you have ice powers and i have fire powers and i save your sorry ass from getting hurt/killed, okay i know we’re supposed to be rivals according to every legend ever but you’re adorable and wow you’re really cold, would you like me to warm you up?” au
  • “i’m so sorry i’ve been stowing away on your ship but i’m lonely and tired and starving with nowhere to go so please take pity on my poor soul bc you’re the sweetest pirate i have ever met and since we’re in the middle of the ocean now there’s no way you’re taking me back to land anytime soon” au
    • “i would be furious at you for stowing away on my ship if it weren’t for the fact that you look really sick and sad can i help you” au
  • “dude why did that siren take on my image to try and seduce you, is there something you wanna tell me” au
  • “I’m an elf with really bad aim so while hunting i accidentally shot you in the shoulder with an arrow i’m so sorry can i make it up to you in any way? oh shit you’re a wizard, please don’t turn me into a frog i’ll do anything you want me to” au
  • “we’re coworkers and all the other employees ship us so just for fun we all go out clubbing/to a bar but little do we know its actually a plot they set up to get us to realize our supposed love for each other. wait you’re actually a really good dancer and your laugh is so endearing and, holy shit, maybe our colleagues were right” au
  • “i catch you at the bus terminal shivering your ass off because it’s 30 degrees and for some godforsaken reason you’re wearing a short sleeve t shirt, so out of pity i lend you my hoodie and you look so surprised it’s the cutest thing i’ve ever seen, setting aside the fact that you’re a goddamn idiot, do you want to get sick?” au
    • (cont.) “you look so sad and cold that i just tell you to keep my hoodie b/c you obviously need it more than i do. a week later i see you at a coffee shop/book store/etc. and you’re wearing my hoodie which you look so fucking tiny and cute in, and you just saw me and you look super embarrassed; you offer me it back but i tell you it suits you more and we end up talking and i buy you a drink” au
  • “we’re partners in cupcake wars and i never realized how cute you look with frosting on your face until now but no distractions, we have to fucking pummel these other teams because we are the best goddamn cupcake company in the universe WE CAN DO THIS” au
  • “i’m swimming laps in a lake alone at night and i thought no one else was here but i just swam right into you and uh?? you’re not wearing a shirt and you’re hot as hell pl ease take me right here” au
  • “i took you to my family’s lakehouse and we went jetskiing which you were so adorably excited about b/c you’ve never been, and when we drove around on the water at ungodly speeds u held onto me b/c there was nothing else to hold onto” au
  • “my friends dared me to buy 20 condoms but i didn’t realize that the cute cashier would be working tonight so i avoided eye contact as i piled them onto the counter and please stop laughing so hard, oh my god it’s for a dare okay i’ve never had sex in my life and once you stopped laughing, i swear i fell in love with that sparkle in your eye as you grinned wildly at me and asked me out for a drink” au
  • “i accidentally called the wrong skype number and it turns out the person i called was you and you’re in a different time zone, so it’s 3am where you are and you just woke up and look fucking pissed but you’re cute so… let’s do this again when you’re not asleep. i’m more than willing to stay up into the dead of night to talk to you” au
  • “i’m a radio host who indirectly mentions you and flirts with you on my show but you’re so goddamn clueless, please just notice me i’m so desperate for you it’s kind of sad (see: welcome to night vale)” au
A Wild Night in Vegas -- Part 12

Two chapters in two weeks! @outlandishchridhe and I are rather proud of ourselves, honestly. And, because this chapter is INCREDIBLY long (13 pages on our Google doc [a new record!]) I’m putting it after a break. If it won’t load for you, you can read the full chapter over on my AO3 account HERE

I have to dedicate this chapter to my wonderful mum @thatwetwomaybeoneagain who kindly requested we put in a bit of canon dialogue. So we did, and I hope you enjoy it mum!

Fraser Bairn Watch: Month 6

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4x01 Recap - Echoes (The 100)

Alright folks, it’s time. My show has returned, and I am throwing myself back on this ride with wild abandon.

I’m adopting my Discussapalooza style from here on out. Which is to say that this recap is going to be very long. If there are any sections that you’d like me to pull out and post seperately, let me know. Otherwise, you have been warned - I like to go in depth.

We ready? LET’S GO.

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— windy days.

Genre: Angst + Minor Smut ➝ Sword Art Online AU

Pairing: Park Jimin x Reader.

Plot: Windy Days: an interactive game for the one’s who are brave enough to challenge it.tackle the 300 levels, select your difficulties, beat the game. Will you survive?

Warnings: Suggestive sexual content, threesomes, could have ended up as a full on gang-bang but I decided to against it, sexual language and character death.

Notes: Take a shot every time I include a meme in a sentence. Any mistakes will be fixed later!

“You’re seriously going to play this game?”

Jungkook leant over the back of Jimin’s chair, staring with curiosity at the neatly packaged video game sitting on Jimin’s desk. Opposed to Jungkook’s crazed stare and the panic in his eyes, Jimin couldn’t help but let out an excited yelp as his eager hands peeled away the packaging, his eyes soaking up the colours of the front of the box.

“You know people have died from this game, right? Already.” Jungkook reminded, trudging away to sit on the elder boy’s bed, letting his back lean against the plain wall. “And you want to willingly go inside of it?”

“Come on, Kook,” Jimin sighed, holding up the package. He couldn’t quite believe that it was in his hands, at last. “I’ve been saving up for this game since it was rumoured. And now, only a day after the release, I am ready to play. Isn’t that cool?”

No! Did you ignore the part about people dying?” Jungkook hissed. “What does your Mom think about this?”

Jimin shrugged, “She didn’t buy it. So, she can’t do anything about it.”

“What did our school say about this?” Jungkook inquired, and Jimin laughed loudly.

“Do you not know how many kids have brought this game, and are living the life inside of it right now?” Jimin reasoned, and Jungkook could only sigh with agreement. “I’d be surprised if more than half of the school returns next week.”

“Make sure you’re one of them,” Jungkook begged finally, playing with the threads in the blanket placed over the foot of the bed, which he had suddenly occupied his time with. “Mark keeps trying to call me, he’s so weird.”

Jimin wasn’t really listening, but nodded anyway and continued to stare excitedly down at the game.

He bloody well hoped so.

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/ She didn’t notice, did she? /
*You look at him and look away laughing to yourself. You were so going to tease him later*
*Awkwardly looks away too*

/ Of course she noticed. /


*Done with himself. Done with his body. Done with life*
/ It’s not the circumstances in which this should happen… /


*Grabs whatever and plays with it at crotch level. Very well thought out if not the fact that it looks kinda funny and awkward*


*Very uncomfortable. Moves way too much, does everything so you don’t notice the bulge*
Y/N: “Are you ok?”
“Of course I am!”
*But he’s dying inside*


“You… Wait here, I must use the toilet. I’ll go buy a hotdog on the way so stay where you are, it’ll take me some time”


anonymous asked:

Hi Cate, I'm curious for your perspective on this question (and I don't want to inadvertently start something that will end up in an uproar, so I understand if you don't publish this ask): What is your feeling on people who have said that GA had the opportunity to purchase these pics and didn't (with the insinuation that she therefore approved their release)?

Hi anon. I actually don’t know who is making these claims (since I stay far away from the crazy around here) but this is on the same level of imagination and idiocy as the marketing theory. Remember how reliable that was? 

So let’s look at the scenario that is being suggested in a real way: freelance tabloid photographer takes photos of Gillian. Before selling them to a publication or wire service he/she goes to Gillian:

Photojournalist: “I have these photos of you. If you don’t buy them for XX, then I am going to sell them for publication.”

Does that sound….legal to you? Or does it sound like what it actually is: extortion? Which is actually…you know, a CRIME.

Let’s also look at what’s published on a regular basis. Let’s look at Gary Hart - who lost the presidency due to tabloid shots of him and his girlfriend - let’s look at the many photos that exposed Britney Spears and other celebs getting out of cars and so on. Do you honestly, rationally believe that these celebrities were given some kind of Right of First Refusal? How in the name of fuck does anyone think this is something that actually happens?? It’s so asinine, it makes my blood boil. And if this actually were a thing (which I assure you it isn’t), would you allow yourself to be extorted?

How about we look at the root of this and the people who are perpetuating this bullshit: THEY. WERE. WRONG. ABOUT. GILLOVNY. They have egg all over their faces and they are angry about it. They don’t have anyone else to blame for planting false stories and dividing the fandom. Now they are getting proof in spades that Gillian and Peter are together and happy, so guess who has to be the villain? Yup, Gillian. A 48-year-old woman in love for the first time in a long while. A woman who spent the better part of the year promoting the idea of embracing each other as women, rather than turning on one another. Who embraces her fandom and her charities with her time and fundraising. Who works hard to be a better person. And this is what she gets in return: to be completely fucked over by her “fans” and slandered after she has already been hideously violated by photographers. I have been in the fandom for a long time and I have never been more embarrassed in all my life at being remotely associated with a group of people who reblog and “like” this nonsense. It’s repulsive. 

Anyone putting out or buying into this messaging needs to check themselves. What content are you putting out into the world right now? What messages are you getting from certain blogs? One can sound kind and understanding but still be putting out PURE HATE. What are you promoting here? How would you feel if this happened to you?

Sunday Shenanigans

Thanks to @left-cheek-sneak who gave me this prompt: Going to a farmers market or something similar, finding something strange. (to the two anons who also left prompts: THANK YOU! I’ll try to get to them, too, at some point)

“Mulder, why are we at a flea market?” Scully stands there like a reluctant child; she’s wearing casual clothes, or at least clothes she herself considers causal. Mulder looked her up and down when he picked her up, smiling knowingly and receiving a raised eyebrow in return. He himself is wearing plain jeans and a rumpled t-shirt. Maybe that eyebrow had been for his poor choice of attire. She crosses her arm in front of her chest now; casual is gone and replaced by professional. No matter what she’s wearing.

“The other day you asked me if I ever did anything just for fun.” Mulder shrugs.

“You go to flea markets for fun.”

“Would you rather we go to a farmer’s market?” She stares at him and eventually shakes her head no.

“See. This is fun. You can find the most amazing treasures here, Scully. Just you wait and see. So are you coming or not?”

“I should have asked you where we were going when you picked me up.” She says and it sounds like an endless sigh causing him to grin; Mulder thinks about taking her hand, but decides against it. At least for now. They fall into step easily and their shoulders bump once or twice as they make their way through the well-attended market. Of course Scully stops at every booth to admire second hand trash. Mulder fidgets next to her, or when he gets really impatient, behind her and looks over her shoulder (she hates that), to make her move on. He knows where he wants to go and what he wants to show her. Old vases and dishes are not interesting to him.

“Hm, Mulder this really was a great idea. We should do this every Sunday.” Scully muses when she finally tears herself away. Mulder considers taking her hand again, contemplating the implications of what she’s just said. When she starts moving away from him once again, he just grabs it without a second thought.


“Hm?” He doesn’t let go of her hand and she is more or less forced to follow him. She squeezes his hand and he slows his steps, looks at her.

“What was that just now?”


“You taking my hand and dragging me away. I wanted to look at those paintings.”

“You already looked at paintings.” He is trying to get going again, but she’s not having it. She tugs at his hand with a surprisingly strong force (he’s not really surprised, though) and gives him a stern look.

“But those are different paintings. Why are you in such a hurry? I thought we were doing this for fun.”

“Yeah, we are,” Mulder grumbles and lets her lead him back to the booth with a wide variety of paintings. Even as she sorts through the pictures, some of them framed, she doesn’t let go of his hand. He wonders if she’s worried that he’s just going to wander off if she lets go or if she wants to hold his hand – in public, no less. Mulder is not going to question it, he decides, and tries to be as still as possible beside her. Boredom creeps up on him soon and he shuffles his feet when Scully gasps.  

“Mulder, look at this.” He does. It’s a painting of two people. He stares at it, looks closely at the people, at her, and back at the painting.

“What am I supposed to see?”

“Don’t these two people remind you of someone?”

“No. Should they?” Scully sighs, lets go of his hand, and points at the man in the painting.

“Look, Mulder. He looks just like you.”

“He does?” Mulder squints; is that really how Scully sees him?

“Yes. And this,” she points to the woman standing next to the man refuses to see as himself, “this looks like me.” Mulder squints – again – and tries to see what she’s seeing.

“I think I want to buy it.” She muses, tracing the painted faces.

“You could just put up a picture of us.” The words just tumble out of him as he tries to make sense of this painting and he blushes. Why would she put up a picture of them? So she can tell her dates that look, here’s a picture of me and my work partner? Yeah, right.

“There are no pictures of us, Mulder,” Scully tells him, snipping her fingers to attract the seller, “at least none that weren’t taken at a crime scene. How much is this painting?” She asks when the young man approaches them. Mulder doesn’t care for the guy’s grin and stands closer to Scully.

“How about $50?”

“What?” Mulder basically yells.

“Well, $35?”

“I’ll give you $20.” Scully tells him; her voice lets him, and Mulder, know that she is not accepting anything else. The young man swallows hard and nods.

“You know, you kind of look of my grandmother,” the young man say as Scully searches through her purse for the money; she shoots him a surprised look and his face takes on the color of a ripe tomato, “in the painting that uhm, those are my grandparents. They were painted by my great-aunt. You look like her,” he chances a look at Mulder and his eyes grow huge for a moment, “you both do.”

“Thank you.” There’s a smile in Scully’s voice as she hands over the money and motions for Mulder to carry the painting.

“I told you. They look like us.” She gently elbows him.

“I still don’t understand why you want a painting of us in your home.”

“So you admit it looks like us?” Scully stops Mulder to admire the painting again. If only she’d look at the real him the same way. Not that the man in the painting was him. Or looked like him.

“No, I don’t,” Mulder admits.

“Then why do you worry about it?” Scully cuts him off, tilting her head.

“I’m not worried, Scully, I just-”

“You just what?”

“This is not how I expected this to go. Should we just kiss to break the tension?” It’s a joke, obviously, but Scully startles and she lets go of the painting. Mulder, in an almost ninja-like move, catches it before it crashes to the ground.

“I saved us.” He tells her.

“You said it didn’t look like us.” Scully takes it from him again, her cheeks slightly flushed. He shouldn’t have mentioned kissing, he figures, but he can’t find it in himself to feel too bad about it. He thinks about kissing her way too often, after all, and they’re on duty; apparently his brain is on weekend modus, too.

“All right, it might look like us a little bit. Happy now?”

“Very.” She grins at him. “Let’s put it into the car. You can help me put it up.”

“But Scully,” Mulder whines, following her anyway, “We haven’t been to my favorite booth yet!”

“You can show me next week, Mulder.”

“Are you serious?” He asks, falling into step with her.

“Am I ever not serious?”

P.S. When I was in Iceland last year, I saw a painting in a shop that I swear looked like M&S. I guess it was partly inspired by that.

anonymous asked:

Okay so I also watched the Bronze, but is it just me or is his character super hot??? Like when he says "my girl(s)"!!! I want to be one of his girls lmao


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The Gang Buys A Boat
  • Kurt: We got to pop by the department store, pick up the mattress. I want to get a nice one too. You know?
  • Ram: The what? The mattress? What do we need a mattress for? Kurt: What do you mean what do we need a mattress for? Why do you think we just spent all that money on a boat? The whole purpose of buying the boat was to get the ladies nice and tipsy topside so we can take them to a nice comfortable place below deck and, you know, they can't refuse - because of the implication.
  • Ram:
  • Ram: Oh. Uh, okay. You had me going there for the first part. The second half kind of threw me...
  • Kurt: Well, dude, think about it. She's out in the middle of nowhere with some dude she barely knows. She looks around, and what does she see? Nothing but open ocean. "Ah, there's nowhere for me to run. What am I going to do, say no?"
  • Ram: Okay. That, that seems really dark.
  • Kurt: No, it's not dark. You're misunderstanding me, bro.
  • Ram: I think I am.
  • Kurt: Yeah, you are. Because if the girl said no, then the answer obviously is no. The thing is, she's not gonna say no.
  • She would never say no, because of the implication...
  • Ram: Now, you've said that word "implication" a couple of times. Wh-what implication?
  • Kurt: The implication that things might go wrong for her if she refuses to sleep with me. Now, not that things are gonna go wrong for her but she's thinking that they will.
  • Ram: But it sounds like she doesn't want to have sex with you.
  • Kurt: Why aren't you understanding this? She doesn't know whether she wants to have sex with me. That's not the issue.
  • Ram: Are you gonna hurt women?
  • Kurt: I'M NOT GOING TO HURT THESE WOMEN! Why would I ever hurt these women?
  • Ram: I don't know!
  • Kurt: I feel like you're not getting this.
  • Ram: I'm not getting it.
  • Kurt: Goddamn. Don't you look at me like that. You certainly wouldn't be in any danger.
  • Ram: So they are in danger?!
  • Kurt: No one's in any danger! How can I make that any more clear to you? Okay, it's an implication of danger. You know what? Just drop it. Let's drop it.
  • Ram:
EXO Reaction when you and your child wear matching clothes

I hope y’all like this! Ara~

/I don’t own any of the gifs used, unless stated otherwise/


*Jelly* “Hey! Don’t leave me behind! I have that jacket too! We are the awesome three Parks here!”


*Trying to get some info* “Tell me little one, where did your mom buy those clothes? I want some too… wait, she made them? How am I going to match now?”


*Pouts* “Why do I feel like a third wheel here? They are my family….”


“I want matching clothes too- wait no! I’m not going to wear a dress!”


“Did you just buy the same clothes for Jongin Jr and you? This is why I’m in love with you, you two look so cute” *Proud dad*


*He’s actually the one who does the matching clothes* “So today… they’ll wear something golden”


“Papa wants to eat you! You two are so cute… next time we three should dress the same” *Loves how cute his family is*


*Judging* “Why are they dressing the same… why can’t I be part of this… I’m the dad… I want to look cute-manly too!” *jelly*


“I swear jagi.. it never gets boring with you. I bet our little girl loved looking as beautiful as her mom”


*Always checks Instagram to see your new updates* “Woah boys look at this, they are dressing like Disney princesses today” *Fan number one*


*Confused* “Baobei? When did you become a baby? You look exactly like our little girl… wait… did we have twins?”


“Ughh I want to hold you both and squeeze you and never let you go because you look so cute with those clothes and ahh!” *Being the weird dad he is*

[Masterlist] [Guideline]


Today was a really stressful day, we finished the invite for our baby shower and Nicole had to go print them all out! We hope all our friends can make it! 
I really didnt do much today, I am a 5 month pregnant woman with nothing to do! I really only sit on the couch watching TV with baby Declan and eat a lot of chips cause I’m into them at the moment!  I am so sorry for Nicole because she has to go buy them every single day!
As you can see, today Declan wanted to hear his little sisters and fell asleep while doing so! He’s so excited for their arrivel and he always asks us:” Mommie, when are bablies comig?”. 
We are so happy he liked the news we were worried he wouldnt like the idea of sharing very much, but fortunately he does!

Stacie ❤
[the baby shower post will be up tomorrow]

Friends is Only One Letter Different Than Fiends


“But, Raven!”


The sight was an odd one, even for Titan Tower. Raven, surrounded by a, for once literal, black cloud of discontent, stalked down the hallway, trailed by a procession of other women. One of which was floating, in order to keep the pink, sparkling monstrosity she carried from trailing on the floor.

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Warnings: (mentions of) attempted sexual assault, slavery, etc.

A/n: The princess and the emperor finally meet! Can you smell the angst from here? Kylo has a big secret and nothing is simple in the Roman Empire, so you can be sure shit is about to get crazy from here on out! Thanks for sticking with this series, I am so glad to be writing this and I am overjoyed from the positive responses I’ve been getting from the first chapter! x

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Hi friends!!

So I don’t usually do this, but one of my good friends is going to college soon and I wanted to help her out!!

@fairytails-nakama is super awesome, ultra talented, and one of the kindest people I have the pleasure of knowing. Zack (my husband) and I had the honor of having her over for the anime con, and and she was nothing but respectful and sweet while she was with us. She helped us pay for groceries even!

She is a very hard worker, and I wanted to make sure that when she goes to college next year that she has a nice cushion to buy whatever she needs. She has saved up a lot of her money already for it, and she works every week to contribute to that.

She is also moving down to where I live and going to get an apartment, and is probably going to have to pay for a downpayment which is kind of hecka expensive.

My point? If you donate to her PayPal at paypal.me/KelleyBateman then I will match your donation (as long as it is no more than $12 each donation, then I am able to do so!)

She also does art commissions for Fairy Tail from what I am told, and if you commission her then you are able to get a 500 word drabble for that character or OTP from me! Check under the tag ‘auds writes’ and you can see what my stories/drabbles are like!!

Also, if you don’t feel comfortable donating to her on her PayPal, mine is paypal.me/unashamedshipper and I will transfer the money that I get FOR HER to her DIRECTLY. You must put in the subject line that it is for Kelley because I also have my paypal open for my writing materials etc.

Thank you so much, my dears! Again, you are not obligated to donate, but I am sure she would greatly appreciate it!! I also would too because I want to make her happy. If you are unable, please signal boost this and please help me give Kelley the things she needs to succeed!

the grey dove {part two}

@carryon-countdown day 30: Chapter 61

(also on ao3)

(part one)

length: 4.6k

genre(s): angst(kind of?)+fluff because otherwise y’all would hate me :p

triggers/warnings: none

The one where Simon works at a coffee shop, Baz needs to finish his Christmas shopping, and they both need to find their chill (aka the gay xmas movie we all deserve)

For the first time, I’m actually looking forward to seeing Baz in the morning. I even took the time to make sure I looked nice. I couldn’t do much about my uniform but my hair looks good (Well, I need a haircut; the sides are growing out). I can’t look like I’m trying too hard, anyway. I’ve got to be casual about this. Whatever “this” is. Is this a this? Was that even a sentence? Why am I thinking so hard about this? Oh, right.

It’s almost 9, the time he usually makes an appearance.

I’ve got it all planned out. As soon as he walks in the door, I’ll start his drink and, instead of his name, I’ll write my number and what time I get off work tonight. Is tonight too soon? I hope not, because I really (really) want to see him. Which probably isn’t very casual of me, but I can’t get him out of my head. I can’t stop thinking about him. I don’t think I want to. Which is strange, because I’m usually really good at keeping my thoughts in check. (Or, as Penny puts it, “not thinking”.)

I’m nervous. Christ, I’m actually nervous.

The bells on the wreath we hung up last night ring as the first customer of the day enters the shop. I look up. It’s not him. The second one isn’t him either. Or the third. Or the fourth, or even the fifth. But that’s okay. It’s okay, because he should be here soon. He shows up every day around this time. Every day. He’s probably just running late.

Except…except he’s never been late before. And it’s strange that he would now, especially after we nearly kissed twice. Twice. Enough to make me think he wanted me enough to try again. Except apparently not, because he isn’t here. I don’t know what I expected. Did I think he would just waltz in here and snog me over the counter? No, that’s not his style. Or is it? It hits me how little I actually know about Baz. I don’t even know his last name. I didn’t think I needed to, not yet. I thought we’d work up to that. I thought we might exchange numbers first.

I thought I might see him.

My plan for today is the same. His name is already on a cup (I got a bit overexcited earlier), and I’ve done my hair again. I even got it shaved down yesterday, figuring it was time. (The fact that Baz might like it hadn’t even crossed my mind.) (Much.)

I’ll admit: Baz not showing up yesterday made me nervous, like I’d messed up somehow. Misread the signals. This kind of thing is new to me, but we almost kissed twice and I’m pretty sure there’s no way to misread that. Probably.

Trust me to be the first.

I touch my lips, remembering how it felt to have Baz’s so close to my own. They were like a magnet, pulling me in, pulling me closer, pulling me until I had no choice but to kiss him. Not that I would mind. I’ve never even kissed a bloke before, but I know I’d like to.

I want to believe I’ve never thought about that before, but I’d be lying to myself. It’s a weird feeling, realizing things like this. Isn’t it supposed to be something you just…know about yourself? Deep down I think I’ve always known. Not that I’m gay, but that I wasn’t completely straight, but it was never something I thought much about because I was with Agatha and would be for a long time (maybe even forever). Thoughts like that weren’t necessary.

And now they’re hitting me all at once. Especially the ones about Baz (like how his hair falls in lazy waves across his forehead.) (Or how he looks when he’s blushing.) (And then how he looks when I notice.)

He has pretty eyelashes.

Christ, I’m thick.

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12 - Jake Riley

[can you do a Jake Riley imagine please? Like something where he’s in the cordon and before they stop the Internet he’s video chatting with Y/N and their daughter & the whole time they are keeping hope and talking about all the good/fun things they are gonna do when it is all over ? :)❤️ love your account btw]


“Jake.” I whisper, smiling widely as tears slip down my cheeks.

He smiles to me, taking a deep breath. “Hey Y/N.”

“I miss you.” I say, trying to control myself into not crying. Jake runs his hand through his hair, sighing and nods.

“I miss you too, baby.” He replies, I smile feeling my tears continue to fall. “Y/N, please don’t cry.”

“I can’t help it.” I confess, wiping my eyes. “Jake, you’re stuck in there.”

He nods, biting his lip as he adjusts his camera on his phone, so its a better angle. I’m using my laptop, that is rested on the table. “I know.” He replies. “But its just 48 hours, baby. I’ll be out soon.”

I nod, wiping my eyes with my sleeves. “Please be careful, Jake.” I plead.

“Course, Y/N.”

I take a deep breath, choking on a sob. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” He replies, giving me a warm smile.

“Daddy!” I turn around at Olivia’s voice, she looks to me confused. “Mummy, why are you crying?” She asks, appearing in view of the camera. “And why isn’t daddy home yet?”

I lift her up, setting her on my lap. “Olivia, sweetie. Daddy isn’t coming home tonight or tomorrow.”

Her face drops. “What?” She turns to Jake. “Daddy, why aren’t you coming home?”

Jake sighs. “I’m busy, princess. I’m very busy with work, but I’ll be home soon.” He lies, I nod wishing his life was true and not the truth.

That he is locked in a hospital with a dangerous disease.

“Oh.” Olivia says, looking upset. “What about tomorrow? Daddy was suppose to come to my school play. He said he would.”

I cover my mouth with my hand, looking away for a second. “Olivia, I wish I could be there. But I can’t, my work is keeping me busy.” Jake tells her, while I focus on not crying.

Olivia’s eyes go glossy and I see her bottom lip tremble. “You promised.” She says, tears leaking down her eyes. “Daddy, you promised me.”

“Olivia.” I say, making her look at me. “Your dad is too busy, but he’ll make it up to you.”

“Yes.” Jake says. “Princess, I swear. As soon as I’m finished with my work, we’ll to that water park you showed me.”

Her face instantly brightens up and I smile a little. “Really?” She asks. Jake smiles, nodding. “With the big slide?”

“Yes.” He says, I smile mouthing thank you to him since she isn’t looking. I run my hands through my daughter’s hair, taking a deep breath to calm down.

“Daddy why I can’t visit you at work?” Olivia wonders. “Mummy does it.”

“I’m not at work, sweetheart.” Jake says. “I’m somewhere else.”


“I’m at the hospital, I was just delivering something.”

Olivia nods and I kiss her head, my arms around her. “Why can’t you come home?” She whines, pouting with disappointed.

“Because I’m busy, princess.” Jake tells her.

“But who’s going to tuck me in at night?”

“Your mum is perfectly capable.”

“Yeah, but its not the same. Mummy isn’t any good.”

I gasp, making her giggle. “I am good, you cheeky monkey.” I tease, squeezing her cheek. My daughter giggles and I smile as does Jake, I kiss her forehead.

“Daddy is better, mummy.” She tells me.

I roll my eyes, resting my head on my hand. “I’ll tell you what.” We both to look to Jake, he smiles. “When I can get home, I’ll buy you a present.”

Olivia perks up. “What?”

“What’s the one thing, you’ve been asking for?” Jake asks her, raising his eyebrows. My jaw drops as I realise and he nods to me, I shrug.

Olivia scrunches up her face as she thinks. After a few moments she realises and gasps. “A puppy!”

Jake laughs, nodding. She practically screams with excitement in my ear and I wince. “Mummy, mummy, daddy is getting me a puppy.”

I nod. “I heard, Olivia.”

“But you have to be a good girl now.” He tells her. Olivia nods, rapidly and I laugh as does he.

“Thank you, daddy. And can we take it for walks?” She asks, resting her head on her hands.

He nods. “Course, princess.” She smiles. “You need to make sure to look after it now.”

“Yes.” Olivia replies, nodding. “But do I have to clean up after it poops and pees?”

“No, your mum can do that.” Jake says, I raise my eyebrows.

“Excuse me.” They both laugh and I roll my eyes but smile. “I will not be doing that, since its daddy’s idea to get the puppy. He can clean it.” I say, looking at Jake.

He rolls his eyes. “Whatever you sa-” Suddenly, the call ends and I bring my eyebrows together with confusion.

“Where did daddy go?” Olivia asks me.

“I don’t know, maybe he had work.” I reassure her. “Why don’t you go and make him a card for when we he gets home.”

She nods and rushes into her bedroom, I get my laptop trying to recall him. However, I get a sign saying the connection has gone.

I gasp, close to tears. “I can’t contact him.” I whisper.


The sounds of the door closing makes me jump and I drop the plate in my hands, food scattering over the floor.

“Wow.” A voice, I’ve missed desperately, says. I gasp, looking and up and run to Jake. My arms around his neck, as I sob a little into his chest.

“You’re here.” I say, smiling. He laughs, lifting my head and kisses me, I kiss back my hands deep in his hair. “How? What happened?”

“A cure was found quicker than expected, everyone has gone back to normal.” He kisses me again. “I’ve missed you so much, Y/N.”

“I missed you more, Jake.” I reply, smiling. He smiles to me and I kiss him once more, just enjoying the fact he’s with me.

“Never again, am I going to that hospital.” He tells me, I giggle and kiss him.

“What happened with the connection?” I ask when the kiss ends.

Jake shrugs. “It went, I have no clue why.”

I nod, my arms still around him. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too, Y/N. I love you.”

I smile. “I love you too.”

Another gasp makes our heads turn. Jake smiles and I smile as well. Olivia smiles back, her face brightened up. “Daddy!”

She rushes to Jake, who picks her up kissing her forehead. “Hey, beautiful. I’ve missed you.” He tells her, kissing her forehead again.

I smile as does Olivia, her arms around him. “I missed you too, daddy.”

Jake smiles. “Olivia, remember I said about getting you a present?” She nods, looking excited. Jake chuckles, setting her to the floor and leaves for a split second.

Olivia screams with joy, seeing him arrive back with a tiny dark brown puppy in his hands. “Mummy, mummy. Its a puppy, a puppy.”

I shh her, calming her down. “What its name?” Olivia asks Jake.

“What do you want to call him?” He asks her.

“Max.” She decides, grinning. Jake smiles and I kiss his cheek. “Can I hold him?”

He nods. “Be careful, alright?” She nods and takes the puppy in her arms. I guide her to the sofa, letting her pet him and sit next to Jake.

“I love you.” I simply say, knowing he is just the best.

Jake smiles. “I love you too.”


[New imagine, hope you enjoyed it. There will be no more parts, also requests are open]

reasons to love sabrina ann lynn carpenter

1. she is probably the sweetest down to earth person you will ever meet in your whole entire life. like no joke.
2. she has a voice like a chorus of angels singing up in heaven. her voice gives me the chills every time.
3. she is super talented. i mean the girl can draw, dance, sing, and act! like that’s amazing!
4. she’s always there for her fans. if someone is feeling down on social media you bet that sabrina will probably tweet them and try to make their day better.
5. she is such an inspiration. she worked hard to get where she is in her acting and singing career, and she deserves all the recognition she gets.
6. her fashion is absolutely PERECT. like seriously i don’t know where she buys her clothes but i’d love to borrow her whole wardrobe.
7. her songs are so relatable. she writes about experiences that teenagers go through and it’s nice to be able to connect to her music
8. lastly, she loves EACH AND EVERY ONE of her fans and she is always constantly telling us that she does.

i could probably write 5,673 more reasons but i’m gonna stop there. i love my little ray of sunshine and i am so dang proud of how far she has come. much love darling💕 @sabrinacarpenter

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