but in all the videos where he looked extra good he was wearing black clothing so

Ya know what I want?

I want for the Paladins to a “spring cleaning” in the Castle and the Lions and that they find all sort of stuff, especially from the paladins before them that once piloted their lions.

I want Lance to find a small heavy box filled with small squares that resemble photos and in all of them a young happy ex-Blue Paladin is smiling bright and big at the camera. I want him to go through all the photos of their adventures where they are on with blue paladin armor along with the rest team and photos of the planets and people they saved. I want him to be motivated of that and push himself to do as good as his senior Paladin did; to help, save and care.

I want Hunk to find video clips of the old paladin of his lion where he’s almost video blogging and he’s narrating the adventures. The videos start as a formal report but then slowly turn into a journal and Hunk is mesmerized by the story telling. The stories become more personal as the videos go on and then, in one of them, there’s a second tiny person besides the old yellow paladin, cradled in his arms and Hunk gasps out when Alfor whispers Allura’s name as he stares fondly at the small Altean baby.

I want Pidge to find all kind of dry plants and flowers in one of her lion’s compartments and for her to being curious enough to look their meaning and components, to see if they were related to the nature back in Olkari, but turns out they are just harmless simple silly plants/leaves/flowers/petals from different planets. I want her to find the old Green Paladin notebook with the characteristics of each plant and it’s enough for Pidge to search and wonder why they were so important to the past paladin. I want her to feel this soothing calm breeze inside her as she learns more and more about nature and feels a better connection with her Lion.

I want Keith to find sketches. I want him to find sketches of aliens, planets, explosions, Red, all the lions together, Voltron itself, the castle. I want him to see through the old red Paladin’s eyes and see their reality, to see the calling and good and belonging they had and wishing he could be part of that. I want him to pick up that extra empty journal he finds, covered in dust and falling blank pages, and start doing his own sketches, making up his mind and starts portraying his home, his team, his family he has found and creating his own path slowly.

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MCC-H : “Houston”
NASA Lyndon B. Johnson Space Center
2101 E NASA Pkway
Houston, TX 77058

Blue ISS Flight Control Room

“Tell them to prepare for open connection and broadcast, five minutes and counting.”

Heero glanced over his shoulder at the pushy man who stood diagonally behind him. He had spent the entire first half of his shift listening to this MSNBC representative nitpick and lord over all of the Mission Control Center staff until everyone was red-faced and irritated, ready for this month’s broadcast to be over. Every last Friday of the month NASA partnered with MSNBC to stream a fifteen-minute interactive live broadcast from the crew of the International Space Station to the local public schools in Houston, Texas. The Mission Control Center staff loathed ISS!LIVE broadcasts, and it wasn’t uncommon for many of the non-essential staffers to call out sick or to schedule their conveniently planned family emergencies on that day.

“Is anyone even listening to me?!” the media  rep exclaimed as he paced down the rows of empty desks in search of someone to annoy.

Heero saw their resident Chief of Space Medicine Chang Wufei at his console directly behind him. The Chinese man ducked his scowling face down behind his “SURGEON” placard in an attempt to hide from the obnoxious T.V. rep.

“Well? Aren’t you going to tell them?” the man asked impatiently. As he leaned over Heero’s control panel his hand landed on his keyboard. Heero’s eyebrow twitched uncontrollably as he summoned his self control to keep from slamming his fist against the pompous prick’s nose. It was common knowledge that touching Heero’s desk was absolutely forbidden. The MSNBC rep had been forewarned, and yet he still insisted on encroaching upon Heero’s console every chance he could.

The man was lucky he was casually dating their Public Affairs Officer, otherwise he would have knocked him on his ass already. He could see Relena looking at him apologetically from behind her clipboard at her work station in the rear of the room.

He tapped the side of his headset to activate his microphone. “Five minutes before broadcast,” he spoke flatly into it, paused and glanced at the synchronized digital clock on his desk that read UTC time. “More accurately, four minutes, five seconds and counting…”

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chubbyfacepanda049  asked:

ok sooo what if the companions found a video holotape of sole's wedding day plus love this

Aww that’s so cute (: Like a video of Nate and Nora from pre-war? Aww of them in their wedding outfits looking all beautiful after pulling out all their hair from the stress of planning it all? D’awwwwwww. I feel like Shaun should see that.

Ada: “Fascinating. According to my collections about standards of pre-war aesthetics, you are indeed a beautiful/handsome human ma’am/sir. I do not think you have ever seen a robot in a wedding dress have you? Jokes,” she chided drily but maybe deep down inside kind of wanted to try one on.

Cait: “What? Shut up. I’m not crying. You’re crying.” She aggressively wiped her eyes with her shoulder to hide the fact that they were getting quite misty. She’s never seen Sole look so damn good before. In fact, she hadn’t seen anything that damn beautiful in her whole life.

Codsworth: *sniffle* “Ohhhhh mum/sir!!! I remember that day. I recorded this holotape, oh you were so lovely and your better half was simply gleaming with love. Oh look at their face, and how much they love you.” Codsworth wailed as he let all the feels grip his emotions. He receipts the wedding vows verbatim along with the tape.

Curie: She puts a hand over her heart and sighs dreamily when she sees Sole come out in their wedding attire. “Oh my love, I never even thought zat I could get married one day but I can think of nothing else but you in your dress/suit again because today my heart has been stolen!”

Danse: He felt a warm tingly feeling in his stomach and felt his face heating up under the collar. So he grabbed Sole and put them in his lap and wrapped his arms around their tummy, squeezing so they couldn’t see his warm face as he spoke. “Sentinel… we are not trained to acknowledge things like… beauty in the the Brotherhood. Simply saying it feels strange on my tongue. But seeing you… if this isn’t beauty then I don’t know what is.”

Deacon: He smiled and looked off to the side. For someone who talks so much, he certainly was silent now. When pressed, he took off his glasses and looked to the side (Sole could never see his face!). Seeing Sole all dressed up reminded him of Brenda briefly and their wedding (although less pre-war). But Agent Whisper should definitely wear that again. For the mission… yeah.. not for him, no definitely not.

Dogmeat: BARK!BARK!BARK! (I better be the ring bearer next time)

Hancock: “Aw shit, I almost forgot you used to be someone else’s before me.” He tipped his hat down over his eyes to mask the confusing melange of jealousy and admiration on his face. Sole was just so goddam good looking, he didn’t wanna see them next to someone else. No way in hell. He grabbed Sole by the waist and pointed to the holotape. “You an’ me… we’re gonna recite vows that are 10 times better than that ya dig? That’s because we’re the two hottest folks in the Commonwealth so we gotta make everyone jealous.”

Longfellow: “Well damn little lass/lassie, I haven’t seen someone in wedding attire since… actually I’ve never seen anyone in wedding attire, haha!“ He kept the holotape even though pretending like he had lost interest because deep down, he did like keeping that little bit to himself.

MacCready: A little confused since he’d never knew what pre-war weddings entailed. All he saw was Sole looking so damn fine in that dress/tux that he could not tear his eyes away from the holotape. “Ohhh boss… Wow.. you- wow. My thoughts are definitely going to be plagued by thoughts of you like this knockout.”

Nick Valentine: *chuckles* “Am I gonna get to see you like this in my arms or are you just yanking my chain, showing me this holotape?” He says suavely as he pulls Sole into him by their waist. Nick had the unique advantage over the others in that he did remember what pre-war weddings were like. Nick jokingly started planning out where they would get catering from, and the perfect napkin color for everything.

Piper: The holotape clicked on and she watched Sole stride out to the alter in their wedding gown/suit. The grainy quality of the holotape didn’t do it justice but the emotion of the event was getting to her. When she heard Sole (in the tape) start reciting their vows, she looked deep into Sole’s eyes instead of at the holotape. She imagined Sole saying those words to her on an alter and she had to wipe a tear from her eyes just thinking about how happy that would make her.

Preston: “You are the most remarkably beautiful/handsome person I’ve ever met, and I’ve met quite a lot of them.” He thought the pre-war wedding was beautiful and got swept away with the emotion. Vowing to recreate as much of it as he physically could, he confiscated the holotape and watched it every night. He tried to teach himself ballroom dancing just from the video and restlessly practiced every night in order to one day take Sole in his arms like so.

Strong: *grumble* “HUMAN CAN’T FIGHT IN TIGHT CLOTHING. HUMAN WILL TEAR SUIT/DRESS IF YOU TRY TO FIGHT IN IT. WEDDING LOOKS BETTER WITH GUNS.” Sole tried to imagine reciting their vows with an AK-47 in their hands and it was awesome.

X6-88: “There are many things about pre-war customs that still elude me. For instance, why was it customary to wear white even though it is the most impractical color? Everyone should wear black.” It kind of annoyed Sole how he was focusing on the benign details rather than the meaning of it. When Sole asked him what he would think if they wore white right in front of him and he grew silent. All Sole got was a sly smirk and an unreadable expression beneath the glasses.


Maxson: He typically tried to repress thoughts about family and relationships simply because they would make him feel emotional and emotionality is  not something soldiers want to see in a leader. So when he felt his face betraying his steely front, he quickly stalked back to his room where no one could see. He pulled out a ring that had been passed down through the Maxson family for generations. He thought it would end with him. But now he knew… it was time.

Glory: Felt a weird pang of jealousy spring up. She knew they were dead but dang she couldn’t help herself. She was watching her Sole tell another wo/man that they loved them! It was hard stuff to bear. So she started teasing. “Y’know I think that dress would look better all ripped up at the bottom. That way you could like like 9 guns. 2 right here…” *points* “and 3 right here.”

Deegan: He didn’t say anything because he didn’t need to. He was a servant and shouldn’t be expressing any desires that could compromise the situation but he couldn’t help himself from twisting the ring Sole gave him around his fingers. This world was too ugly for something so beautiful. He was going to protect them until the day he died. This he was sure of.

Zalfie,Movies And Pictures

Ship: Simon X Reader

Requested? : Yes, by @sidewomanxix

Summary: My turn to request. Could I please have a fluffy AF Simon imagine where y/n & he are spending the weekend in the Zalfie household since Y/n is good mates with Zoe? Zoe & Alfie are out so you’re with Simon just chilling on the couch all snuggled up watching telly & idk, add in some extra cute shit that couples do, thank you!

Warnings: None



Zoe, my best friend since secondary school, and Alfie invited me and Simon to stay at their house for a few days whilst me and Zoe film some videos and catch up a bit as I haven’t seen Zo in a few months.

“Babe, are you ready?” I Ask Simon from the bathroom

“Yeah, you?”


I walk out the bathroom after applying mascara, to see Simon taking a selfie in the mirror, I chuckle to myself, then came up behind him and pecked him on the cheek.

“You look cute” Simon says looking at your clothes, a tight black long sleeved shirt with a burgundy skirt and Old Skool Vans accompanied with a dark red lipstick and rose gold eyeshadow with eyeliner.

“You don’t look too bad either, Minter” I laugh back

“Let’s get going then” Simon looks at you smiling

I walked to Simon’s Range Rover, we would’ve took my Lamborghini Huracán Avio  that I was able to get when I reached 40 Mil on YouTube but that was in repair as someone tried breaking into it, but just cracked the window, and got we obviously brought snacks and drinks, also listened to some great tunes.

After a long 2 and a half hour drive we finally arrived at the zalfie household!

Simon knocks on the door and we patiently wait for a few seconds until Zoe opened to door,pulling me into a hug, a few tears shed from Zo

“I’ve missed you so much” Zoe says

“I’ve missed you too!” I reply

“You alright, mate?” I hear Simon and Alfie talking, I’m happy they get along.

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Never Less Than Amazing Pt.1~ BTS SUGA

Anonymous asked:  Can I have a suga fic where his girlfriend is feeling insecure about her body ( short, big boobs,& Thick thighs) and he comforts her ( if you write smut can you include some please thanks :))))

A/N: Hello!! Thanks for requesting Nonnie! Ok, so unfortunately i didn’t added the smut bit in here, i honestly kinda suck at it Orz so i’m sorry i can’t fufill that part of the request, however this is meant to have a Pt 2! If you like this i will upload Pt 2 with the smut, but since i wasn’t sure i decided to leave it out and revise it extra hard…
Hope you like it still!! <3 


Word Count: 3499
Genre: Fluffy/Smut
Pairing: YoongixY/N
Lenght: Fic
Triggers: Insecurities


You finished cooking your boyfriend’s favorite plate, and previously you had ordered an angel cake as dessert. You were very excited,so much you even prepared the table and lit some candles before time, and dress with that short black dress you bought for today.
Today was gonna be special.
It had been around a year since you started dating Min Yoongi, and today was your anniversary, To be honest you didn’t exactly had a set date of your anniversary,the relationship between you two had been escalating from friendship to something more formal so quickly neither of you remembered when the dating actually started, since you two knew each other you’d always hang out just the two of you, half the time it wasn’t even a planned beforehand going out to some public place, or simply stay inside, the good thing about you both relation was that you felt completely comfortable with one another.
But one day it changed.
One day getting back home you were both goofing around and joking about anything, when both reached for the others hand, the gesture was mirrored at the exact same time, and neither found it strange, later that night, when you were back at your apartment without hesitation Yoongi leaned in and kissed you, and in perfect sync again you reached to him and hold him close to your body, and all it seemed so natural you two end up laughing between kisses, the night ended outside enjoying the light breeze of the night and with your face hurting from all the smiling, just talking about you two.
And that is how you choose a date, after that event happened. Everyday you spent with Yoongi after that was just like any other, only that now you were kissing him every chance you could.
But today, you wanted to do something special. You wanted to do something you were meaning to ask of him and do with him about after a week from the kiss, but never had the courage to complete, because there was one little problem…
Your insecurities.
Since you entered your teenage years, the way you are perceived by others around you always bothered you, and it made you anxious. You always ended up comparing to your classmates or your friends, you always felt judged about not being average tall, having big boobs and thick tights,thought there were days when you couldn’t care less about what people thought of you, but there were others when you would even sacrifice going out with anyone if you started to have that hunting feeling of being observed, even by yourself on the mirror.
You hated having your brain picturing random scenarios of what people might say of what you were wearing or how’d you look. And this caused you to hide under loose clothes or under the sheets of your bed.
This night however, was gonna be different, you were gonna try your best to be confident because this was gonna become special night for you, and hopefully for him as well.

You did your best to arrange yourself for when he arrived to you apartment, but having to examine yourself in front of the mirror of the bathroom only made you feel depressed, before your mind could think anything you splashed cold water on your face and without looking at the rest of you, you started to put on some makeup.
You grabbed your phone and saw you had some messages from you boyfriend

Yoongi: Hey Babe, i think I’m gonna be a bit late, i’m so sorry…

Yoongi: Nvm that, i’m got off fast! Can’t wait to see you!

Yoongi: I bought something special for tonight, be ready ;)

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Street Racer!Jungkook

And last but certainly not least is the second half of the Busan line, our beloved golden maknae who’s actually a total softie honestly the fact that he tears up when the other boys cry is just so sweet and innocent like he’s such a bub, Jeon Jungkook aka kookie 

  • This is gonna feature a hint of college/photographer!kook (here)
  • Visuals are up first bc I have a plan for this I’ve been so ready to write this post 
  • Fire!kook was actual fire that was such a good look on him the whole fluffy black hair look is just such a blessing
  • But also blonde!kook is still my favorite and probably always will be bc wow what a loOK
  • For this AU I am gonna go with the fire!kook hair bc that was the first thing I thought of when I thought of this post
  • Okay but tbh the fire mv is pretty much street racer!kook
  • Like the clothing he had on in that video is h i m so we got some legit visuals here
  • The look that he has on in the dance scenes, with the whole white t-shirt jeans and that lil thigh garter thing that we’re just gonna ignore bc rude who asked for that, is day time!kook when he’s at college
  • But then the look that he has on when they’re in that empty pool, the all black with the green camo jacket, that is street racer!kook at night
  • Side note kook with his shirt tucked in is so nice plus the belt is just yES bless whoever styled that look
  • I have this head canon that street racer!kook has a few tattoos here and there like he doesn’t have a sleeve yet or even a half sleeve, he’s only got like ten tattoos so far
  • He’s got a couple on his right arm, one on his left, a few on his sides and back and one on his finger (plus the bantan one)
  • So all of the boys have matching tattoos to represent Bangtan, they all have a lil “B” somewhere on their body (tae has his on the back of his neck, Namjoon and Jin have theirs on their fingers, etc.)
  • Jungkook’s is on the side of his hand
  • It’s pretty much always on display, especially since he’s into photography and his tattoo is on his dominant hand so everyone can see it but he doesn’t really care
  • He’s got zero shame but also nobody outside of the street racing community knows what the B stands for and even if he tells them it stands for Bangtan, they don’t know what that is so he doesn’t have to worry much about his professors catching onto anything
  • And when he’s racing it’s very much so on display and he wears it proudly bc just by seeing that lil tattoo people are lining up to see this shit go down
  • Okay but I have no idea why this came to mind but I got this mental image of like body paint plus street racing like kook having these really pretty designs all over his arms and his neck and face and then when he’s racing, the lights shine off of the paint like idk how practical that is but it just sounds so nice to me
  • So I already know exactly what kookie’s specialty is bc I’ve literally had this planned since the Jin post
  • He does the drifting along with being the second mechanic of the group
  • Whenever any of the boys need any help with their cars, they go to either kook or yoon
  • He and Yoongi are the two people that k n o w cars and head canon that kook meets yoongi when he’s really young so Yoongi just takes him under his wing and shows him everything he knows
  • Just take a second to imagine that, a tiny!kook just wanting to take pictures of yoon’s nice ass car but then gets really interested in it all like how did he do that
  • At first kook is only really interested in the engine of the car but then he sees yoon race and yoon starts taking him to more of the races with him so he can get cooler pictures and that’s when kook is just siGN ME UP
  • He’s super quick to fall in love with drifting Yoongi doesn’t even have time to figure out what he should focus on kook’s already got it figured out
  • I mentioned before in Tae’s post that he does a lot of the windy courses where there are gonna be a shit ton of turns but he only does a bit of drifting and the reason for that is bc Jungkook handles the courses that will require drifting
  • Really sharp turns, small spaces, getting inches away from a curb/wall type of shit, the stuff that makes you hold your breath and pray for the best
  • We’ve all seen how quickly Jungkook can learn to do something, the kid can watch someone do something and then just do it instantly so he would be a super quick learner when it came to racing
  • Yoongi doesn’t even really need to train him too much before he’s ready to start racing
  • You and Jungkook are already dating when he starts racing but he waits to tell you bc he wants to make sure he actually likes it and is gonna continue doing it
  • You know he has a love for cars, you know he hangs around Yoongi a lot and you know that Yoongi does street racing so once Jungkook starts spending Saturday nights with Yoongi, you’re pretty quick to put two and two together
  • Jungkook is super stubborn so you already know that trying to get him out of it won’t work very well, if anything it’s gonna make him want to do it even more
  • It’ll just be like that one time you told him he couldn’t cook so he took five cooking classes and made you a restaurant quality three course meal and was super extra about it he went out and bought those silver trays with the lids so he could be dramatic and lift the lid when he served the food
  • So you figure you might as well just make sure he’s being safe about it and that he takes you with him when he races
  • “I still think is a horrible idea but if it makes you happy, I’ll deal with it”
  • “What if I let you honk the horn at Yoongi, will you be on board with it then?”
  • “The last time you honked at Yoongi, you two ended up meeting in a parking garage at one in the morning to ‘duel it out’ and spent four hours racing bc neither of you wanted to lose”
  • “…is that a no?”
Happy Families

Description: Dan and Phil’s little family can be dysfunctional sometimes, but can’t everyone’s? This is just a little explosion of parent!phan because I’ve read so much of it recently and it’s my favourite AU :)

Word count: 3.5k


Out of all the tricky things Phil Lester knew he would have to do in his life, starting a family was not one of them.

Now, don’t get him wrong; Phil loves family life. Undoubtedly, having children was the one thing he knew he wanted to do with his life once he found the right background in which to raise them; once he had found the right level of maturity to look after other dependent life-forms and once he had found the right person to do it all with. Not an ambitious or unique aspiration per se, but it was one that filled his heart with the most amount of warmth when he thought about it. It was the one thing he knew he’d get total fulfillment out of: raising mini humans to be good people.

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So Wrong, But So Right

A/N: idk i saw this headcannon on @nsfwphannetwork and i really liked it. also sorry if there are some grammatical errors, i annoyingly couldn’t find a beta to read this over. ALSO this is my first attempt at writing smut so don’t judge too harshly.

Description: Dan has a crush on Mr. Lester, the new extremely attractive English teacher.

Triggers: swearing

Pairings: pastel!Dan, punk/teacher!Phil

Words: 4,141 (yikes)

Genre: smut with some fluff

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BSM You think he likes your twin more - Liam

Well done Anabeth. Congratulations Anabeth. Oh, Anabeth you look beautiful! It was always about your twin sister, never about you. It was pretty obvious from the beginning you weren’t like the other girls of the Payne family, you never really liked the idea of being a girly girl, which unfortunately was the way your mum had insisted you dressed until the age of 12 when you took matters into your own hands. You started to refuse to wear clothes your mum bought you so she eventually gave up and started allowing you a clothing fund for the month, which worked both ways as you got what you wanted and your mum didn’t get any grief. Anabeth was completely the opposite, she was a mummy’s girl through and through, where as you were hands down a daddy’s girl. She would wear pink girly clothes and her wardrobe sparkled when you opened it. At school you were both pretty popular, Anabeth being the bitches queen and you being the misbehaved. It wasn’t like you guys hated each other, you still loved one another but the difference was awkward to over come, most of the time putting strain on your relationship.

Yours and Liam’s relationship was kinda awkward as he didn’t approve of the way you were (well you thought that anyway), partying, going out and dressing head to toe in black didn’t really work for him.

It was Saturday night, Liam had the boys over and currently it was just you and them in the house as your parents had gone out for dinner with your sisters. You, however, had just finished getting ready, your hair was done and your makeup was perfect. This wasn’t a major party it was just one of your closest friends house parties as her parents were away for the weekend but you still had to look good. You waltzed down the stairs and walked past Liam and the other members of One Direction mumbling a good bye as you did.

“Annnd where do you think your going missy?” Liam questioned pausing the xbox game he was playing causing 4 extra pair of eyes to fall on you.

“Out.” You replied fumbling for your keys which were suddenly surprisingly hard to get out of your pocket.

“Er, no your not.”

“Er, yes. I am." 

Defiant, you stood there facing him, arms crossed, face stern. He just let out an exasperated sigh, turning back towards the game.

"Your such a nuisance, bloody hell, why can’t you be more like your sister?” You heard him mumble.

“What did you just say?”

“Me?” He turned back around, “surprised” “Nothing, I said nothing.”

“Yes you did, I heard you,” Sneering, you edged closer to him. “So I’m the nuisance now am I?”

Now it was his turn to be shocked.

“Yeah that’s right you heard me, all you do is play video games and sing maybe that’s a nuisance.”

All of the boys eyes widened as they heard your words, what were you saying?

“Really? That’s all you think I do? Little girl, you need to look around I’m bigger than you’re ever going to be." 

Line = Crossed.

"Oh, I’m sorry dear brother but you don’t know anything about my dreams, you don’t even know what I want to be when I grow up, do you?” His face softened as you said this but you continued, “ Maybe if you stopped talking to Anabeth so much and put your head in the real world for a minute you would realise other people have feelings to, my life is not a side effect of hers okay?

"Y/N, Look…" 

"Save it.” You exhaled, beginning to walk out the door, “ At least I made my feelings clear.”

lifespossibilities  asked:

Alright can you give me a play by play of knk and who they are and what they're about bc I keep seeing them on my dash and i feel them pulling on my soul but I need a guide can u help a friend out

in short, they are the #1 example of don’t judge a book by it’s cover: these boys look so tall and dark and handsome and intimidating right? turns out they’re all a bunch of super extra nerds with the cutest aegyo and high pitched voices and loudest laughs ever. 

S T A N  K N K

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glitterycateyes  asked:

so ronan is just chilling in the factory with noah, and knowing these two there being just total idiots, and adam shoes up. noah suddenly is all like "the line it beckons me" and adam goes "wtf no it doesn't I didn't get this message where you goin boy" and noahs already gone and you just hear his laughter. ronan now is casually thinking to himself "wtf do I DOOOOO!!" and "IM GONNA KILL THAT DEAD BASTARD". the entire time Ronan thinks this, him and adam are making eye contact&itsnotawk (finish)


lmao ‘don’t finish it’ shelby honestly (hey, this is way longer than i intended so it’s under the cut)

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I’m Here to Dance Chapter 8



Chapters 1 & 7

Summary: Alya drags Marinette to the hot new club “Miraculous” where it’s winner take all on the dance floor. After an embarrassing first encounter, Marinette dons a costume and challenges the champ, Chat Noir, as Ladybug. Marinette embraces the Paris break dancing scene, but times are getting tougher and competition even more so.

Chapter Summary: Painting with Le Dessinateur, and the bombshell is dropped on the rest of the Miraculous dancers.

Pairings: Marinette/Adrien, Ladybug/Chat Noir, Alya/Nino, others

A/N: I have replies back now so you can reply B) thank you so co much for all the notes, please check out the FFN and Ao3 versions for full author’s notes.

Ladybug’s crop-top was essentially ruined from all the wear and tear from dancing at Miraculous, and the paint Le Dessinateur had accidentally got on it was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Marinette ended up just making a new costume entirely. Her first attempt, back before she’d challenged Chat, had been made in a few hours from clothes she already had. Now she was making it with care according to her needs for this costume.

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In Between the Bright Lights and the Far Unlit Unknown (AKA the 1980 Rollerskating Klaine Fic Co-Written By Musingsonaredradish & Genuinewarmdecentfeeling)

Of course it had to happen today of all days, Blaine thought glumly. Starting a new school was hard enough, but he was in a new school in an entirely new state, two weeks into the semester. In other words, just late enough for everyone to take notice of him. With so many factors working against him, it didn’t seem fair that his hair was suddenly one of them.

Blaine missed California more than he could say. Life felt like a music video out there, where everything was as sunny and buoyant as Blaine himself. And once his parents had gone ahead to Ohio to set up the homestead, leaving Blaine under the care of his brother for an entire summer, Blaine had enjoyed a degree of freedom that bordered on neglect. Cooper was always off working, or trying to work–it was a skill that he hadn’t started developing until later in life, and he still wasn’t much good at it–and he didn’t even expect Blaine to check in with him. Blaine had spent his afternoons cutting a wide swath through the roller rinks of the region. His evenings were spent celebrating his victories with sing-a-longs and beach bonfires, the snapping of sap and Sam’s guitar as accompaniment.

He had even had the opportunity to disappear for four days, when he took a bus up to San Francisco and observe half of the first Gay Games. He’d seen Tina Turner perform in the flesh–from a great distance at the very back of a crowd, but in the flesh nonetheless–and he’d even kissed another boy. It was the fact of it more than the act that he cherished, since the boy had followed it up by asking if he wanted to “get a port-a-potty.” Blaine was all for free love, but he had some minimum romantic expectations for his first time, and not being locked in with a waste tank was one of them.

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half-girl-half-woman-deactivate  asked:

open or not? can you do a scenario where Sehun barges into your room (by accident) while you're still in your bra and bottom P.J pants? (You're working with EXO for their new album and you had to crash their place for the night)

When He Barges In and Sees You Half Naked ft. EXO’s Sehun

“You can take Sehun’s room,” Jongin said as he rubbed his eyes.

You gave him an incredulous look. “When did Sehun get his own room?”

“Ever since he had to start taking extra practice hours. The kid comes home so late at night that we gave him his own room.” Jongin yawned and dragged his feet down the hall, leaving you alone in the living room. “Good night,” he mumbled.

You sat on the couch, determined not to have to go in Sehun’s room. Besides, you had work to do. You turned back to your laptop and replayed the choreography video again. You had to pick out each detail of each member and it was difficult to catch every single mistake.

Not because you were distracted by Sehun every time you watched. Of course not.

You sighed and wrote down the moment he hesitated in the choreography. He would need to work on that more and get it down so it’d be smooth. Their comeback was in a month and they needed to be perfect after being under the radar for so long. Everybody expected the best out of them, even if anything better than the current product was basically a fantasy.

You didn’t have a doubt that these boys could pull it off though.

You yawned, feeling sleepy after all the boys had gone to bed. Even though they were the ones dancing and singing all day, you felt just as tired from running around, picking up all the superfluous jobs that were overlooked.

Pulling your feet to the shower was more work than you’d initially thought but the warm water felt nice on your skin. It washed away today’s stress and you felt like you could finally pull your shoulders back again. That was, until, you stepped out of the shower and realized you had no clothes.

You grabbed your dirty clothes from the counter and wrapped a towel around yourself. Poking your head out of the bathroom door, you made sure nobody was out in the living room before running to the room that Jongin had pointed at earlier. You turned on the lights, and the sight didn’t surprise you.

It was a mess but that was to be expected in a room that belonged to a busy idol. When you saw the little toys and plushes scattered on the floor and tables, you merely shrugged. This was Sehun. Even new discoveries about him didn’t surprise you anymore. It would’ve been weird if he had a simple, clean bedroom.

You smiled when you saw a picture of EXO on his bedside table. He loved the boys, even if he was quiet about it, and the boys definitely loved him back. It was sad that they had to work so hard everyday though.

You sat on the bed and looked at the picture from their debut showcase. They looked a lot different, like they didn’t know anything and weren’t expecting anything. Now they were always tired and pushed beyond capacity.

You let out a sigh. You shouldn’t be complaining about wearing old clothes if these boys were working so hard and yet they still let you sleep over on nights like this. You pulled on your shorts just as a flash of lightning illuminated the sky outside.

Then everything went dark.

You muttered a curse and felt for your bra. You would have to walk through the pitch black hallway to get your laptop, and the thought made your hands fumble. How were you going to get there and back without causing a ruckus and waking up all the boys?

Finally, after steadying your hands, the bra clasps came together. Then you leaned over and reach around for your shirt.

At that moment, a soft click sounded behind you. You froze for a maximum of two seconds before pulling the blanket around yourself.

Your head whipped to the sound of footsteps and an oof! when the figure tripped on a toy.

It had to be Sehun, and he must not have noticed you yet. But before you could open your mouth, he fell on the bed, making you bounce in the process. You stood up, fearing he would roll over and push you off.

He pulled at the blankets, then groaned when you held on tighter.

“Sehun,” you whispered. But he didn’t seem to hear you. It sounded like he was already asleep.

He gave a harsh tug and you stumbled forward onto the bed. His blanket was now on top of him, but so were you.

Struggling to straighten yourself, the blanket only tangled the two of you further together. And somehow, he swung a leg and an arm over you, trapping you on top of him.

He turned onto his side and you gasped from the sudden movement. He was treating you like one of his stuffed toys, tossing you around without a care in the world.

“Sehun!” you half-whispered, half-shouted. “Sehun!”

“Hmm?” His voice was raspy and his eyes slowly cracked open. But when he saw you staring back at him, he quickly let go and sat up. “What the…”

Even in the darkness, you could see how tired he was, especially when the lightning flashed again. There were dark circles under his eyes that he could barely keep open. His cheeks were sallow and his hair was a mess. He hadn’t even bothered to shower before coming right to bed.

You sat up and only said, “I’m sorry.” You weren’t sure what else you could say.

“A-are you staying here for the night?”

You nodded. “Jongin said I could stay in this room, but I’ll go sleep on the couch instead. I’ll just find my—” You squinted and brought your hand up to cover your eyes from Sehun’s bright cellphone.

You could hear him stutter something incoherent. Following his gaze down your body and realizing why, you gasped as well and turned away.

“Sorry,” you said again. “I’ll just find my shirt and leave.”

He laid a warm hand on yours. “No, take my bed. I’ll sleep on the couch.”

“No!” You tugged until he fell down on the mattress. “You’ve worked so hard already. You need a good night’s rest on the bed.”

“So do you,” he said in a throaty whisper and pulled you down. “We can share this bed.”

He faced the ceiling and not a single inch of him touched you at all. Even so, you could feel heat radiating off of him and was attracted to it.

Using the blanket as an excuse, you draped it over him and tucked him in. Then you crawled underneath it to lay down beside him. You had to be this close, you told yourself, or else the blanket wouldn’t be big enough to cover the both of you.

“Sleep well, Sehun.”

To your surprise, he turned and wrapped his arm around your bare shoulders. He mumbled something again.

“What did you say?” you whispered.

He snickered quietly and shook his head. “Nothing,” he said, holding you tighter.


LOL this is my first time writing about somebody not on my bias list and it was harder than I thought but I have lots of friends who are sehun-biased so here ya go. HAHA NEVER AGAIN, GUYS. I FEEL NOTHING.