but it ended up being mostly them making out

@whoacanada posted this, and I’ve seen it a few times now, and finally caught a bit of time so this happened. also tagging @especially-shitty @audiaphilios @pale-silver-comb and @rhysiana who I’ve either seen reblog this, or think will enjoy it. Maybe a birthday present for @iboatedhere too.


There’s a figure skating exhibition in Montréal which Bob is guest announcing at, so the whole Zimmermann fam goes to watch.

Jack is still in his in between phase of adolescence, not quite grown into his limbs, face still rounded with the last bits of stubborn childhood fat. His whole body still a little too large, and his confidence bowed under the extra weight and his blooming anxiety about his future, his sexuality, and life as the child of two incredibly successful, beautiful people.

But underneath that, is a clever, witty, ridiculous flirty man waiting for an opportunity to present itself.

Enter one Eric R. Bittle. Just over five and a half feet of lean muscle and able to move it all with a speed and grace that leaves Jack breathless. Watching Eric skate, watching him bring the story of his music to life in sweeping arcs and gravity defying jumps and spins, is a revelation. Jack loses himself in the sparkling whirlwind of movement and glowing blond hair that is Eric Bittle.

When his routine ends, in a glorious final spin that leaves Eric with outstretched arms and his head thrown back, a triumphant smile on his face, Jack is mesmerized by the line of Eric’s neck and the way he can see the heavy breaths Eric is taking. Jack can feel his heart beating in time with the rise and fall of Eric’s chest. When Eric looks up, he looks radiant, and he looks right at Jack. The full impact of his smile hits Jack right in the gut.

He must make a sound, because Alicia looks at him with a knowing gleam in her eyes and asks “Ça'va, cher?” Jack can only nod, eyes glued to Eric’s figure as he makes his way off the ice. He misses Alicia’s grin, but takes comfort in the arm she wraps around his shoulder, difficult with the way he’s almost taller than her now, even at 16, but still nice.

He’s not entirely sure how, but he ends up in the hallway outside the locker room with his parents. Bob is talking with the skaters as they come out, Jack mostly a silent presence, making awkward attempts at conversation when addressed and getting slightly irritated at the way everyone looks at him like he’s adorable despite them mostly being not much older than him. (He’d checked Eric’s age at least, and was incredibly pleased that he was the same age.)

Then, Eric is just. There. In front of him. Smiling that same sunshiny smile that is even more spectacular up close. From this close, Jack can see the warm honey and bourbon flecks in Eric’s big brown eyes, and how they radiate kindness. He feels like he’s taking up too much space, feels all the clumsiness in his limbs that only seems to disappear when he’s playing hockey.

When Eric speaks, his accent catches Jack off guard, but in a good way. It makes him feel warm and soft, and he hopes he isn’t blushing.

“Hello Mr and Mrs Zimmermann, it is such an honor to meet you! I’ve followed both of your careers, and y'all are such an inspiration!” Eric’s exuberance makes Jack smile, he feels it stretch across his face and can’t even be embarrassed about it because when Eric looks at him Jack sees it reflected back at him.

“Oh. Hello! You’re Jack, right? The next Zimmermann to watch out for?” He says it with sincerity, and a hint of a chirp, and Jack doesn’t feel any of the pressure he usually does when people talk about his legacy.

He takes just a second too long to reply, and his dad nudges his arm a little to get his attention. He catches a smirk on Bob’s face in his peripheral vision, and a quick wordless exchange between his parents, and has a sudden flash of his dad telling him about how he wooed his mom by speaking to her in French at any given opportunity.

So when Jack responds, a second or two past what’s strictly socially acceptable but not so long it’s awkward, he can only say “Bonjour, Eric,” as he presents his hand, almost sighing when Eric slips his own surprisingly soft hand into Jack’s, shaking it with a firm grip and a smile still on his face. “Vous étiez incroyable.”

He’s vaguely aware that he should be mortified, but Eric’s cheeks turn a delightful pink and it makes something in Jack want to rise to the challenge of keeping the color there.

“Oh my,” Eric laughs, “You can call me Bitty, Jack. Though I must admit my French is terrible, merci beaucoup.” His accent is quite awful, really, but when Jack notices their hands are still together, that they’re just holding hands now, he can only grin wider.

“De rien, Bitty.” Bitty looks down slightly, notices their hands and his eyes widen. He looks up at Jack from under his impressively thick lashes with a look of wonder on his face.

Bitty mutters what sounds like “Oh, lord,” and Jack chuckles under his breath.

Jack couldn’t agree more. So he squeezes Bitty’s hand and says just quietly enough that Bitty has to lean in a little “D’accord.”

so im absolutely obsessed with @skyesentinels ‘s youtube au and i got an IdeaTM (pls read the voltron youtube au frfr it’s s o good)

-For april fools, Keith and Pidge make a new channel for ‘supernatural hunting and alien spotting’
     -The video they post is just them running around Keith’s apartment while lance chases them while wearing a bedsheet
          -there are many gifs of lance tripping and face planting because he can’t see
-they all think it’s just an one time thing they did for a funny april fools thing but no
     -the fans won’t allow it
-the channel somehow gets to 100,000 subscribers, and keith and pidge get sent an actual silver play button from youtube for a channel they made as a joke
      -then they realize that they can’t just let the channel die now
-So they continue making videos
-they start out mostly the same as the first video, just obviously fake ‘paranormal activity’ while someone chases them
     -there are also many gifs of shiro dragging keith away while being the ‘ghost’
     -also many, many audio clips of keith’s high pitched screaming as this is done
-Lance is a fan favorite in these videos because he always ends up screaming and falling into keith’s arms
     -the klance shippers l i v e for this channel
-shiro is the worst to have in these videos unless he’s the ghost
     -shiro: maybe the real ghost was the friends we made along the way
     -keith: sh u t up shiro this is s e r i o u s
     -”yea i’d punch a ghost. I’d fight every single ghost in the astral plane. im not scared”
-there’s a video of keith filming lance in the middle of his morning routine and yelling “look guys! It’s a ghost, and it’s hideous
     -the rest of the video is the camera shaking while keith runs for his life
-there are x-file memes everywhere
     -every single video there are new clips on tumblr with the x-files theme playing
-g h o s t  a d v e n t u r e  m e m e s
     -”My name is Keith Kogane. I’ve never believed in ghosts until I came face to face with one. So I set out on a quest to capture what I once saw onto video….With no big camera crews following us around, I am joined only by my fellow investigator Pidge Holt and our equipment tech Hunk Garrett. The three of us will travel to the some of most highly active paranormal locations, where we will spend an entire night, being locked down from dusk until dawn….Raw…Extreme…These are our Ghost Adventures.”
     -this leads the fandom to make memes about zak bagans being keith’s boyfriend
     -lance doesn’t realize that it’s all a meme and he’s??? So confused?? Like i thought keith and i bonded???? Who is zak and what does he have that i dont???????
      -”zak bagans is my boyfriend and i would die for him” -keith probably
      -keith does have a lowkey unironic crush on zak bagans and the only one that knows is shiro
-then they start making other videos of them doing things like looking for aliens/bigfoot/mothman ect
     -everyone likes these videos too because keith almost always starts ranting that mothman is r e a l.
     -pidge does the same but with nessie
-this leads to them making videos about conspiracy theories
     -these are basically just 30 minute long unedited videos of them screaming about cryptids
-they also start doing those cursed games like the bath game and midnight game
     -they get the whole gang together to play the midnight game but it’s basically just them sitting in a dark room with candles pretending to feel stuf
     -except lance who claims he’s actually feeling things, but in reality its just keith messing with him
-their videos sometimes end with the police showing up one way or another
      -once they had to pause making a video because keith screamed so loud that his neighbors thought he was dying so now there’s footage of keith awkwardly explaining to a police officer what they were doing
      -the fandom has started making bets to whether or not the police will show up in the next video or not
-theres a compilation of videos from pidge’s snapchat that are just a slow zoom of keith’s face as he does something with the caption ‘caught a cryptid on video!!!!!!!!’
     -keith tried to get her back but he’s much less sneaky about it so most of keith’s video’s usually end with pidge tackling him
-the fans get ‘#cryptidkeith’ treading on twitter and keith wants to die
     -most of it is edits of keith’s face of bigfoot or screenshots of keith in the background of a shot with that red circle and zoom in of him (see: @keithsightings)
     -theres also a lot of keith x mothman
     -keith has never been more impressed and also disgusted by his fandom

anonymous asked:

[whispers] soulmate au where you can steven universe style fuse with your soulmate(s)

*star eyes* Oh my gosh I love this idea!


  • Everyone is born with a gem/precious stone (or sometimes a metal or mineral that wouldn’t normally be considered a gemstone) somewhere on their body. This isn’t a full-on gemsona situation, but gemstones as this AU’s soulmark equivalent.
  • There’s a hereditary component to what gem you get, but it’s not simple inheritance. (i.e. You have a higher probability of having the same gem as one of your parents, and some family lines run relatively pure, but it’s also common to share a gem with a more distant relative, or to have something your family hasn’t seen in recent generations)
  • Gems come in “families,” so even if a certain bloodline runs pure, there’s still going to be a little variation. For example, the beryl family–beryl, emerald, aquamarine, heliodor, ect–are very closely related. Hunk’s family tends toward beryl gems.
  • On that topic:
  • Hunk has a heliodor (a stone associate with warmth and sunshine) on his chest [example of a heliodor]
  • Pidge has a malachite (associated with nature and supposedly good at preventing sensory overload) at the nape of her neck [example of malachite]
  • Matt has a goethite (associated with grief and raw emotion, often found with malachite deposits) on the inside of his wrist [example of goethite]
  • Shiro has a black opal (associated with karma and the cosmos, and often thought to bring misfortune despite also being regarded as a healing stone; the black variant is notable for the stark contrast with the blues, greens, reds, and yellows contained within) at his collarbone [example of a black opal]
  • Lance has a turquoise (associated with luck and ambition, but also unity and leadership, and said to confer protection if given to you by a friend) on the back of his left hand [example of turquoise]
  • Keith has a vein of luxite (the metal in his mother’s blade, and not something anyone on Earth recognizes) across his right palm. He wears his gloves in part to hide it.
  • Theoretically, anyone can fuse with anyone else, but the vast majority of fusions are unstable. There’s no way to tell who can form a stable fusion with whom until it happens
  • The official definition of “soulmate” is “a pair or grouping that can remain fused indefinitely.” Since it’s obviously impossible to prove that you can stay fused forever, and since most unstable fusions fall apart quickly, the cutoff is often set at five minutes. Any people who can stay fused longer than that are considered soulmates (if they choose to label themselves that way.)
  • There’s also no way to tell from gems or from the fusion itself if the bond is romantic or platonic. You’d have to ask the people involved.
  • That doesn’t stop people from coming up with a millions theories anyway. (”Romantic partners always have the same gem!” “Romantic partners NEVER have the same gem!” “Platonic partners will always have gems in the same family!” “There are romantic sets–but good luck reaching an agreement on what the sets are.”)
  • Fusions look just like regular people with a few exceptions: they’ll have 2+ gems, but depending on placement you might not be able to tell; their eyes will usually be banded the colors of members of the fusion, but you have to look closely to notice; and there will sometimes be additional markings in the colors of the gems, often forming a trail connecting the two gems.
  • Other than those minor physical differences, fusions are also notably different if you look at brain scans. They don’t generally maintain two (or more) separate consciousnesses, but they retain the knowledge, memories, and capabilities of the people involved, and they tend to have much higher levels of brain activity on any given task. Fusions who are familiar with their fused state tend to be more dexterous, have better reflexes, and be physically stronger than their unfused counterparts, and they tend to solve problems more quickly and more efficiently.

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so in the past Wonho,when he was in his ulzzang days used to date another ulzzang know as Jung Da Eun (born a female) they were hella cute 

and skip like 10+ years maybe he is now a male (female to male transition, he has testosterone injections) and he’s really good looking as you can see. His ig is (@cvors)

so  this kinda explains why Wonho might have said that he doesn’t care about the gender of the person. its just some tea so take it how u want

but at the end of the day we love them all no matter what.

Edited:  Just some extra info: from what I’ve heard they dated around two times, once was when they were younger and once was after rumors about him being a lesbian started to pop up, due to his tomboy looks which makes sense now because he was a girl then so alot of people say that he went out with her (pretended to) just to help keep the rumors down, how sweet. these were mostly rumors but who knows if he actually liked him back then 

sans-life  asked:

headcanon of how the losers club find out eddie and richie are dating? and their reactions?

Okay so all of the losers find out about Eddie and Richie at different times. Eddie and Richie started dating mid-way through there sophomore year and decided to keep it secret because they didn’t want to deal with all the teasing they would get from there friends. 

The first to find out was Bev who was hanging out with Eddie one day in his room and when he left to go grab them some snacks she ended up finding a love letter that Richie had written to Eddie (Bev always snoops through the boys stuff because she has to “Make sure her boys aren’t hiding anything from her”) she honestly wasn’t that surprised but still decided not say anything until they decided they were ready to tell everyone.

The next to find out was Ben. The three of them were doing a History project together (everyone in class wanted Ben in there group because everyone knows how good at history he is but as Richie so beautifully put it “Best friends only bitches” and it ended up only being the three of them even though they could have five in a group) They were working in Ben’s room, well Ben was working, Eddie was trying to help, and Richie was mostly making jokes about Eddie’s mom and talking about how boring the whole project was, when after a few hours of working they ran out of glue and Ben drew the short straw so he had to run down to the store to get some more. When he got back he found Eddie straddling Richie’s waist and what looked to be two of his best friends in the middle of a very hot make out session. Ben took a few steps away from his bedroom door and yelled “Guys I’m back” the two boys ripped apart oblivious that there friend had just caught them and Ben inwardly chuckled at how disheveled and flustered his friends looked but didn’t say a word about what he had seen.

The third to find out was Mike. Mike and Eddie were hanging out at the arcade waiting for Richie to show up. They waited for thirty minuets and both knew that they would probably be waiting for another thirty more because Richie was never on time for anything in his whole life. Mike and Eddie were having a good time anyway they played a couple rounds of ski-ball then they decided to get some drinks. Mike started joking around saying something about how if Richie put half the time into getting to where he’s supposed to be as he did in making jokes about his dick that maybe he’d be here by now. Eddie chuckled at this and playfully said “Hey don’t talk about my boyfriend like that” Eddie’s smile quickly faded and Mike turned to look at him “Uh I-I mean my friend, don’t talk about my friend like that” Eddie said suddenly developing a stutter almost like Bill’s. “Yeah I know what ya meant Eds” Mike said to his smaller friend while trying to hide the smile on his face, and he did know what he meant. Mike had had his suspicions about Eddie and Richie for while and if Eddie’s quick reaction to accidentally calling Richie his boyfriend didn’t prove his suspicions then the extra long smile the two gave each other when Richie finally showed up definitely was.

The next to find out was Bill. He and Bev were studying with Eddie and Richie at his house when Eddie suddenly stood up and announced that it was getting late and he should be getting home. “B-b-but it’only s s-six” Bill said looking at his watch he knew that Eddie didn’t have to be home till 7:30. “yeah but you know how my mom gets so I’ll see you guys tomorrow” Eddie said and then glanced at Richie for longer then necessary. “ Yeah I should probably get going to” Richie said following the shorter boy to the door. “Come on Ed’s i’ll walk ya home” Richie said while giving Eddie a wink that he didn’t think his other friend’s would notice but Bill did. “D-did you see that” Bill said to Bev when Eddie and Richie closed the door. “See what” Beverly said looking up from her Algebra book for the first time. “That w-wink” “The w-wink that R-richie gave Eddie when he said he’d walk him h=home” Bill said to Ben. “Oh that yeah I uh I have no idea” Bev said without looking Bill in the eye. “Bev what do you know” “nothing” Beverly said quickly “Bev” Bill said sternly “I’m serious I know nothing about Eddie and Richie’s secret relationship that they are rudely keeping from the rest of the us” “What!!?” Bill shouted to his female friend. Bev went on to tell him that he couldn’t tell anyone and to not mention it to Eddie or Richie until they were ready to tell them themselves. After the shock of what he had found out had settled in Bill realized just how much sense the two made together and was happy that two of his best friends had found each other.

The last of the group to find out was Stan. He and the rest of the losers were at the movies was sitting in between Bill and Richie with Eddie sitting beside Richie on the very end. about halfway through the movie Stan looked over and saw Eddie and Richie holding hands. Stan looked over at his other friends to see if they were seeing what he was but all of there eyes were focused on the screen. “Y-y-you alright Ss-tan” Bill asked looking at his curly headed friend. “ Yeah I’m fine just kinda confused” he said glancing at his friends hands again. “Oh w-well I can f-fill ya in” Bill then spent the next five minutes stuttering in Stan’s ear about the movie that he really wasn’t confused about at all. Stan thought to himself how blatantly obvious it was that his two friends were secretly dating and inwardly laughed at himself for taking so long to figure it out.

A few weeks later Eddie and Richie finally decided to to tell there friends about there relationship. The losers tried to look shocked but all ended up failing miserably.

More Than Four

It’s the mornings after Dean gets at least seven hours of sleep that Cas loves the most. It isn’t because he’s better rested, though Cas doesn’t have a complaint about that.

It’s the fact that Dean can allow himself the extra hours, instead of his all too customary four, that makes those mornings special.

Those hours mean that there was no pending doom to keep Dean up. They mean that no nightmares made his sleep spotty, at best. They mean that no imminent danger needs taking care of at an ungodly hour.

Those are the mornings that Dean hums while he butters their toast.

Those mornings, Dean doesn’t get mad that Sam left the blender unwashed in the sink.

Those mornings, Dean’s laugh comes a little easier, it’s a little louder, it’s a little less afraid of being the last of its kind.

And if Dean is more generous with his touch when it comes to Cas, if his kisses last just that much longer, if he tends to suggest they return to bed- no, Cas, I’m not tired still- then yeah, Cas will go ahead and call those mornings his favourites.

Maybe Cas tries harder to orchestrate them, too. Tries to make it so the circumstances are just right. Tries to string two, four, six of those mornings together. It ends up benefiting the world and there’s the whole greater good thing, but to Cas, mostly, there’s Dean.

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Okay here’s some thoughts about the losers drunk at parties

(all based on actually things i have seen drunk people do/things i have done. some of these are modern au i guess)

eddie drinks like one wine cooler and is blacked like 20 minutes into the party, the actually biggest lightweight in the world

stan and bev are always partners for drinking games and no one wants to play with them anymore because they always win (bev rocks beer pong and boom cup and stan’s good at any sort of guessing game like fuck the dealer. he’s scarily accurate)

sometimes stan doesn’t drink so he’ll use richie as his proxy during drinking games because richie will drink literally anything.

nobody ever knows what’s up with mike but he’s still everyone’s favorite at the party. is he drinking? is he not? who cares?

bill is absolutely the dad friend who like interrupts conversations with the other losers to like go and shake people’s hands and shit

because he’s such a lightweight and because richie likes to convince him to drink more eddie always goes way too hard and usually ends up carried out of the party

richie always tries to dj but never takes requests and plays shit songs so he always get the music taken away from him

ben loves to dance at parties but is super embarrassed about it so bev always drags him out on the dance floor so he has an excuse

speaking of her majesty beverly marsh remember that scene where she’s sunbathing and the boys are all staring at her in amazement???? literally everyone at the party when bev dances

bev and richie can go through a 24 pack by themselves and still be more sober than the rest of the losers (except mike because he’s a wild card)

one time they were at a party and stan was actually drunk and bev convinced him to switch clothes just to see if anyone noticed (ben and mike did but most people just thought stan looked a+ in bev’s overalls)

mike ends up being the one to make them all switch to water and sometimes he’ll wear one of eddie’s fanny packs to hold like id’s and napkins and stuff

bev sits on everyone’s laps but mostly ben and bill. richie is the only person who can get away with sitting on her lap though

theres never a picture of all seven on them at a party. someone’s always missing or passed out or falling down mid picture. the closest they have is a selfie bev took the single time they convinced stan to sing kareoke where all of them are somewhere in the background but no one is paying attention

one time ben ended up dj at a house party and bev yelled for him play new kids on the block and everyone loved it and now ben usually takes over when they want richie to stop dj-ing

thats all i got for now folks

Halloween Pidge Headcanons

-Pidge is one of those people who wholeheartedly believes that the entirety of September, from the very second August ends, is Halloween Eve

-She has halloween-themed clothes at home

-Carving pumpkins was always a massive family tradition before the Kerberos mission, complete with the Holts throwing pumpkin guts at one another

-”Trick-or-treat is for kids” Pidge’s ass, she always went out on Halloween night with Matt

-Subsequently, every time some rando would comment on “how sweet it was that Matt was taking little Katie Trick-or-treating,” she’d kick said rando in the shins

-September and October never failed to dissolve into an all-out, two-month prank war in the Holt household, from hiding rotten eggs in each other’s rooms to putting fake spiders in the community cereal box

-When Pidge learned that there were no plans to celebrate Halloween at the Galaxy Garrison, she about lost her damn mind

-She went on a fifteen minute rant at Iverson about how important Halloween is and how it’s considered cruel and unusual to subject the cadets, herself included, to a lack of festivities; Iverson just kind of stood there and took it because “holy hell why is this child shrieking at me”

-Pidge spent the next several days after that trying in vain to find a pumpkin or something of like appearance to carve, but the Garrison is in the middle of the effing desert so that didn’t go well

-She eventually stole a butternut squash from the Garrison kitchen, hollowed it out (with some difficulty and ample amounts of sheer determination) and carved it into an ultimately very-phallic-looking Jack-O-Lantern

-Lance referred to it as a Dick-O-Lantern for the entirety of the time that it was kept around

-Pidge’s favorite thing to do during the blessed two months of the “Halloween season” was hide in small places where no one else could fit and jump out at other cadets, effectively scaring the living hell out of them

-Iverson chewed her out after he became one of her victims and very nearly peed his pants; Pidge’s defense was that “it’s Halloween–the only two acceptable emotions on Halloween are happiness and fear, and you seem to be incapable of the former.”

-Hunk very quickly became Pidge’s favorite jumpscare victim, mostly because of his over-the-top reactions to being startled

-This new hobby was also how she discovered that Lance screams like a thirteen year old girl at a Jonas Brothers concert

-When the Dick-O-Lantern reached the end of its life, Pidge was hesitant to throw it out until Hunk pointed out that it had “become too soft to stand up on its own anymore”

-Hunk did not realize

-Lance did

-The three of them had a small funeral for the Dick-O-Lantern, which was mostly just them gathered around a trash can making dick jokes for ten minutes

-Pidge ended up dissolving into tears by the end of it because it just reminded her so much of something she and Matt would have done together before he disappeared

-Lance and Hunk hugged and comforted her; even though they didn’t understand the full extent of Pidge’s anguish at the time or the reasoning behind it, they knew their friend was hurting and that was reason enough to show her some love

-Hunk suggested they raid the kitchen again for another squash to mutilate in the name of festivity

-Pidge still really loves Halloween

anonymous asked:

given that we didn't get a skam eurovision update because of the hiatus (boo!), please could you tell us about even and isak watching eurovision? (because i'm sure that they must have!)

  • for sure Isak was planning on a nice quiet night in, definitely not watching Eurovision and definitely carefully trying to make out with Even because his nose hurts and kissing isn’t the easiest thing to do right now. it’s just that Even looks so cute tucking Isak in on the couch, making him pancakes and yelling possible solutions to painful noses that he’s read on the internet from the kitchen that Isak just can’t resist. there’s too much ow, ouch, not there and not enough tongue but Isak’s satisfied with it still.
  • except then the boys arrive, strolling into the living room like they were invited, catching Isak still lying underneath a blanket on the couch, looking and feeling sorry for himself and just in the middle of telling Even just how much his nose hurts in the saddest voice he can muster red handed. 
  • Jonas raises his eyebrows in what Isak thinks is a very judgmental manner and he quickly throws back the blanket, mumbles a cool, it’s not so bad, really while trying to casually push the plate with one heart-shaped pancake left on it still underneath the couch with his feet. the boys graciously pretend to not see him do it.
  • Magnus has eleven pride flags painted on his face. Isak decides not to ask. there’s also a European union flag on his forehead. Isak decides not to tell him Norway isn’t even in the European union. he keeps yelling about Isak having to enjoy Eurovision now that he lives together with a dude. Isak decides to tell him to stop.
  • as a matter of fact, he’s close to kicking them all out when Mahdi tells him they’ve brought both Eurovision snacks and Eurovision alcohol and presses a beer in Isak’s hand. Isak scoots over to make some room then. 
  • Mahdi actually turns out to be an avid Eurovision watcher and he’s just in the process of explaining them the complicated voting system using differently colored candy when there’s a knock on the door. Isak would open it himself but, you know, he is very hurt and very sad and getting up from the couch is asking too much of him right now and so Even sighs and gets up to answer whoever’s there. Isak swears he can hear Jonas mumble the softest whipped as fuck but he can’t be sure.
  • it’s Eskild who walks in then. Eskild, who Isak remembers promised him he wouldn’t spontaneously come over this particular weekend. he’s wearing a lot of feathers and barely even acknowledges Isak before he starts handing out score cards that he’s apparently typed up himself. Isak is especially appalled by the would we do them? (this includes any people wearing an animal head!!!!) category but decides he can deal with rating the song and outfit and use of violin. 
  • they all end up in a big pile in the living room, Isak cosy between Even and Mahdi, who seem to have taken it upon themselves to make sure Isak doesn’t have to go more than five minutes without being asked if his nose hurts a lot and if he needs anything. Magnus mostly just yells at him to remember to fill in his score card. 
  • and Isak isn’t so into it at first, finds there to be a lot of glitter and a lot of dramatic pauses but he still finds himself yelling at the screen about douze points and traitors and fake saxophones when the clock hits twelve. Even kisses him on the cheek then, tells him, you’re a sexophone, and everything’s great really, even with a painful nose.

emperor-princess  asked:

Bc I love everything you write about him, what are some of your personal fav bakugou headcanons?

oh goodness lmao there’s a a lot

  • Bakugou is the Mom Friend (along with Iida)
  • he is very much Aggressively Kind
  • Best Jeanist suggested he couldn’t do something as delicate and difficult as style hair so Bakugou fucking learned just to spite him and now he’s the GODDAMN BEST HAIRSTYLIST SO FUCK YOU BEST JEANIST
  • also may or may not have learned how to do make up too just b/c
  • the other students often ask him to style their hair (tho some of them refuse to let Bakugou’s hands near their heads). he never refuses them
  • Bakugou’s hands were covered in glitter after styling Aoyama’s hair and he vowed to never style his hair again
  • he asks Momo to make hair ties/hair clips for when he’s styling hair and he always gives her really detailed requests, and she enjoys making what he asks b/c it allows her to practice detail. he does this b/c it’s safer than leaving the dorms to buy hair decorations, or ordering online which an enemy could switch with something dangerous
  • Bakugou rescues kittens and refuses to admit it
  • when he grows up his face stays really young looking and babyfaced. this actually makes him more terrifying
  • his sideburns grow out a little when he’s older
  • he keeps his slight height advantage over Izuku when they grow up. i don’t think he becomes super tall tho, maybe around Aizawa’s height or so
  • he ends up with scars on his arms when he’s older b/c enemies think that the easiest way to incapacitate him is to get rid of his arms
  • he’s Ace
  • tbh i kinda waver between Aro Bakugou and Demi-romantic Bakugou but both are good and i love them both
  • he’s a bit touch sensitive. mostly b/c he just… doesn’t really like being touched. i think part of this is his natural standoff-ish personality, but part of it comes from the fact that his entire body was under the control of that sludge villain in the first chapter, and that must’ve felt really, really invasive and violating
  • he’s got literally perfect beautiful white teeth and he’s never had a cavity in his life ever
  • he’s really good at cooking. probably b/c his mom made him help around the house. probably b/c it’s a good skill to have in general
  • tbh i think that he isn’t really that great at drawing lmao. like i don’t think he’s awful at it, but i don’t think he’s amazing, either. i think he’s like… somewhere in the middle
  • he covers his food with spices and hot sauce and red pepper flakes
  • until proven otherwise, i’m convinced that his room is basically a carbon copy of Izuku’s
  • kid refuses to wear socks. like, he doesn’t even wear ankle socks. this is based on the fact that every image i’ve ever seen of him where we see his ankles from under his pants, he’s just… never wearing socks. maybe he has something against socks. idk. he just never wears them
  • i think he just really likes wearing tank tops b/c he’s almost always wearing one. either to bed, or under his school clothes, or when training, or even in his hero outfit. he just really likes to wear tank tops. particularly dark colored ones. he probably owns like at least a dozen tank tops
  • his palms are like SUPER ROUGH and full of callouses b/c the skin on them is thicker thanks to his quirk
  • his hands probably smell weird b/c of the nitroglycerin-like sweat that comes from them
  • his hair is actually super soft
  • never wears hairspray b/c that stuff is flammable and his quirk causes explosions, so
  • if Bakugou were ever to have romantic feelings for someone, he would try to push them away or hide them b/c he’s 100% focused on his hero career, and he doesn’t wanna be distracted by dumb things like romance. (which makes me laugh b/c i had this headcanon for a long while and then it was confirmed with Uraraka in the latest chapters, lmao)
  • Bakugou Really Likes To Sleep. he’s not a night owl or an early bird. he just. really likes to sleep. this is based on how he woke up at noon during the free day after the festival, and how he went to bed early the first day they got to the dorms
  • Bakugou is naturally talented but he studied like hell to earn his amazing grades
  • he’s that guy in highschool who carried around a giant jug of water
  • he’s an angry crier 
  • he doesn’t really mind the nicknames people have for him, like Kacchan or Lil Baku. idk, they just don’t bother him for some reason??
  • he wore an All Might onsie as a toddler
  • figured out that All Might cussed in english at a young age and emulated him by saying as many swear words as he could in japanese
  • he’s Really Good at english b/c he knew All Might liked to speak in english occasionally so he learned a bit of it

this ended up way longer than i expected it to be lmao. anywhere here’s a collecetion of some of my personal fave Bakugou headcanons

does it count as headcanons if some of these are actually kind of canon

Too Hot.

You perched on the railing at the stern of the Black Pearl, your hands lay flat on either side of your hips and your billowing white sleeves flapped in the wind, your hair occasionally flicking against your cheeks. You watched your bare feet as they dangled above the gentle ripples in the water created by the ship as it floated silently on the sea.

“Want to go for a dip, love?” tanned, ringed fingers snaked around your waist and pulled you back into a firm chest. Turning your head to the side and opening one eye, you saw Jack standing behind you sporting that smug, gold-toothed charm only he seemed to possess.

“Push me in and I will take you with me, Captain.” you promised halfheartedly and leaned your head back on his shoulder.

He brushed your hair to the side and pressed the back of his fingers to your neck, just above the wide collar that you had pulled away from your skin to air out. “You’re feeling far too hot for my liking, deary. Perhaps it might do you better to be a little lighter with your layers..” he popped a button of your shirt off with his finger and your eyes shot open.

“Jack..” your voice laced with a threat. You spun around to trap him with your knees on either side of his hips, his hands automatically went to your own hips. “Are you suggesting I strip down to my birthday suit in front of your entirely male crew for them all to stare and ogle?” you stroked down his cheek with the tips of your fingers and then gently tugged a braid in his beard. Jack opened his mouth to retort with a confident and all knowing look in his eyes, then suddenly snapped it shut with a frown and furrowed brows.

“Well, no, love. Of course not.” he leaned in with a smile and breathed into your hair “I could send them belowdeck. Or you could always use my quaters and then we can both be in our birthday suits, savvy?” he twiddled a lock of your hair between his fingers as he spoke. Ever the charmer.

You snorted incredulously. You were about to chastise him and then suddenly… an idea. Luckily the crew were resting mostly at the bow of the Pearl, no one to interrupt.

Your entire demeanor changed, becoming that of an enticed woman. You bit your lip and slowly leaned forward till you were close enough to feel the brush of his moustache against your lips, you gave him a smile that you knew struck his pirate heart and made it stop. His eyes were hooded, a lazy grin stretched across his face, his hands moved to your thighs and his thumbs brushed across the bunched up fabric of the brown trousers you wore. Obviously he thought he had won.

Little did he know…

You pressed a sweet kiss to his mouth, his eyes closed and his hands gripped tighter as he returned it. Sliding your own wandering hands up his firm chest so you could feel his palpitating heart, you peppered hot kisses across his cheek and down his neck, his head tilted back to give you more access. He smelled of rum and sweat and the sea.

His hands traveled up to the hem of your shirt and started to creep underneath it, tracing his fingers along the waistband of your trousers. You let him tug your shirt off in lustful frenzy, your chest was wrapped to keep it from becoming cumbersome during the daily labours of living on a ship. His lips returned to yours with a fierce passion and you met that passion with your own, all the while waiting for the opportune moment. Not that you minded the moments leading up to it.

Walking your fingers around his waist, you gripped onto his shirt tight. His hips were still held captive between your knees so you tugged him closer to have him pressed flush against you and locked your ankles behind him. His arms encircled you, running up and down your back, sliding into your hair, playing with the bindings as if he couldn’t touch you enough. With one last mind boggling kiss, you ripped your face away from him, his lips followed yours and his questioning eyes opened to see the mischievous light in your own.

His face dropped, eyes wide. “Not good.”

You fell backwards.

And you took Jack with you.

Jack bellowed out a shout as you both fell into the water with a loud splash.


Gibbs leant against the helm, mopping the sweat off of his brow with a dirty rag. He felt haggard and dehydrated. Jack had asked him to take over whilst he went to find you. You hadn’t been sailing for very long, and with the weather the way it was, he knew Jack was worried he’d find you passed out from heat stroke somewhere. 

The sails were half down so they only cantered along the waves at a slow pace, trouble with that is there’s no breeze to be seen. He needed a drink. Something to stop the murderous intent for his captain from swelling with the number of sweat beads he had to wipe from his eyes. “Mr. Cotton!” he called out. 

Cotton was on the floor leaning up against a barrel of rum they had purchased earlier in the day. His parrot squaked something or other about nothing when Cotton stood up to relieve him.
Even the bird was uncomfortable too.   

Had Jack listened to him when he said it’d be a better idea to set sail in the evening, they would all be taking pleasure in a tavern somewhere, full of rum and beer and wenches. Jack had wanted to make haste to Tortuga, said something about a map, and against his better judgment, Gibbs agreed. He knew the sun would be torture. Not often does he end up disagreeing with the captain though, Jack had lead them up shitcreek manyatime but they always came out alive. And sometimes richer. 

The crew were mostly sitting in the shady parts of the ship, trying to avoid being burnt alive. Gibbs slumped down in Cottons place and pulled out his flask of water. Warm where it had been resting against his overheated skin, it was still a relief to wet his mouth. 

Looking over the ship as he faced the stern, he guessed that Jack must have gone into his quarters. Gibbs chucked the rag over his eyes, mumbling insults about a ‘lazy captain’ and ‘trying to kill us all in this heat’ when he heard a loud splash. Gibbs and Mr. Cotton locked eyes, “Captain!” they both raced to the stern, the rest of the crew following suit after the commotion awoke them.


You breached the surface at the same time, Jack sputtering and wiping the salty sea from his eyes. “Are you bloody mad, woman?!”

“Maybe.” you smiled in relief as you slicked back the wet locks out of your face.

“But I am nice and cool now. I thought you wanted me to go for a dip? You were the one to come up with that suggestion, were you not?” you sent a tiny wave with your hands to splash over him. You laughed when he glared childishly and sent one back. “Next time, give a man a little warning would you? As lovely as you are, an unexpected dive into cold water doesn’t do wonders for a gentleman’s, uh,” he curled his lip and raised his hands out the water to wiggle his fingers, trying to find the appropriate word, “appetite.” he nodded and pointed a finger at you, as if he was teaching you a lesson.


You both turned towards the voice and saw Master Gibbs and the crew leaning over the side, a rope being thrown out towards you. You pouted. “Well, looks like our fun in the sea is over, Captain.” before you swam away to grab the rope, you flung your arms around his neck and gave him a hard kiss. His arms flew up and waved around, but before he could contemplate his actions you were already pulling away.

You tapped him on the tip of his nose as you started to float backwards.

“Regarding your earlier statement; it’s a good thing you’re not a gentleman then, isn’t it?” grinning devilishly, you made sure to splash him with your feet as you swam towards the ship.

Jack watched you wrap the rope around your hand and yank to let the crew know you were ready to be pulled up.

“Was it the wisest decision to pursue a woman as particularly dangerous as she is?” he asked himself. Dragging his hands down his face, he looked to the sky for answers. When it gave him nothing, he decided the best course of action was to simply follow you, wherever you go.

“There’ll be no living with her after this.”


A/N: I love POTC so much! I don’t know how many times I’ve watched the films, obviously the first three being the best. I have another Sherlock fic in the works, this time involving a serious threat to his life! 

I won’t give away anything else. 

Tag List: @chrisevansthedoritobastard

anonymous asked:

Who did it first with Aizawa!

Aizawa Shouta

Who asked who out first?

You asked him out. You knew he had little interest in romance, and felt intimidated by that, but nonetheless knew nothing would happen if you didn’t at least try. He takes a few minutes to decide, wondering if he could handle a relationship at the moment, before deciding to give it a try. He makes it clear things may not work out, but he doesn’t mind having a nice date. 

Who initiated the first kiss?

He did. It was a nice date, peaceful, but you had a hard time sensing the mood from Aizawa. You two had chatted, he’d bought dinner while you bought the movie, and it had felt like you were getting along, but it was hard to tell how he really felt. He’s swift with his kiss, in and out before you even know what’s happened. 

Who said I love you first?

You did. His ability to have no facial expression threw you off after you confessed, and he remained as unreadable as possible for a few moments after. His response is very quiet, soft, but puts him in a much more vulnerable light than you’d ever seen him before. 

Who would have the others picture as their phone background? 

Aizawa stays paranoid about villains ever getting to you, so his phone is blank of any pictures of you. Your name is also just a code name because he doesn’t want you to be hunted down should anything happen to him and his phone end up in the wrong hands. 

Who proposes? 

He does. It’s done very casually, mid-conversation while you’re talking about the future. Aizawa had doubts about ever being married, and if you didn’t want to be he wouldn’t be offended, but he thought, why not make it official? He would continue the conversation as normal after you accept his proposal. 

Who does the dishes?

Whoever gets to them first, really. He’ll do it when he’s not busy or working on something for class, but he’s mostly out of the house doing things as a hero. Sometimes when he’s home late at night you can hear him cleaning them in the kitchen while he waits to get tired enough to sleep. 

Who’s the first to wake up in the morning?

Sometimes Aizawa doesn’t even go to bed, so he beats you there. His sleeping schedule is very erratic so most mornings he is awake ahead of you, but on the rare chance he catches a break, he’ll sleep in until about noon. He always grumbles about waking up later than normal though, because it makes him feel extra groggy the rest of the day. 

Who gets to pick the movie type on movie nights?

Sometimes there are movies he really wants to see, and he enjoys horror and thriller movies, even mystery too (he likes seeing if his skills for sensing deceit are still in tact). Otherwise, if he has nothing in mind beforehand he’d let you pick whatever you want. 

Who lavishes the other one in gifts?

He’ll give you a little something here and there, but only if he knows you’ll like what he gives you. He prefers not receiving gifts because the clutter of random objects around his house drives him mad but if you get him something like clothes or shoes, he’d be happy. 

Who worries more about the other?

Aizawa isn’t overly worried about you, but he does have his own set of fears he has to deal with. Being a hero, especially one at the prestigious U.A., could put a target on your back. He tries to get you to remain vigilant even if you aren’t a hero, because you never know when a villain would strike. 

Hey fam! I’ve read a lot of bellarke fanfiction and I thought I should spread some of my favorites around  (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

I have no self control and this ended up being huuuge so I’m doing two separate posts. This first part includes only AUs and Holidays works. You can find the second part of this list, including Canonverse and Based on/Fusion works here

You should read all of them but I’m not your mom, so whatever. If you don’t find a fic that suits your likes here, I strongly recommend you check out @bellarkefanfiction. They do God’s work and have an amazing tagging system that’ll make sure you find the right fic. 

Under the cut (sorry mobile!!!) are 37 bellarke fics in no particular order, with short descriptions (mostly ao3 tags), word count, number of chapters (if that’s the case) and links to ao3 and the author’s ao3 profile/tumblr. Enjoy :)

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kittys-arts  asked:

Hi there! Um can I request Team Voltron's reactions to a rather fat/chunky S/O who thinks they don't deserve to be with each voltron members (Including Coran and Allura, please and thank you!)

sure! these hc’s will be shorter since it’s so many characters ahah sorry <3 enjoy! (sorry it took so long fffff-)


> He wouldn’t see anything wrong with it since he himself is on the bigger side even though he isn’t necessarily chunky. But even so he would make sure that they know it’s okay and they shouldn’t let their body image get to them.

> Always sure to use the same reminder that they’re in space and everyone looks different so it’s alright! No one would judge them harshly since everyone doesn’t have the same beauty standards as Earth.

> Hates when they feel so low about themself and voices how they think they don’t deserve Hunk. He genuinely feels bad and does anything in his power to make them feel better. Most of the time it’s making healthy meals that they can share.

> Helps them find a good balanced diet so they feel happier about their body but honestly even then he doesn’t think that they should change themself. They’re cute the way they are and he wouldn’t give them up for anything! 

Originally posted by auxias


> Even though he can’t necessarily relate to the insecurities of his body image, he knows what it feels like to be down in the dumps every now and then and whenever his s/o is upset over it he’d do a lot of goofy things to make them feel better. 

> Appearance of his s/o doesn’t matter to him honestly. He only cares about his own appearance and that’s mostly just hair/skincare which is totally different in his opinion. Speaking of hair/skincare, he’d take his partners mind off of their sadness by also doing face masks together and listening to music.

> Would constantly reassure them that they belong together whether they’re feeling unhappy or not. He’d definitely use his pickup lines to do it to. “Now that I’ve traveled across the galaxy and seen all the different people, I know in my heart that you’re still the one for me. 

> Lance would hate having to watch his s/o breakdown and sometimes he’d sneakily get them to Blue, pull them into the cockpit with him and have them sit on his lap for a calming ride in space.

Originally posted by auxias


> She’s most likely shorter than her s/o and to be perfectly honest this will be the one time she loves being short. She thinks her s/o gives the best hugs like they’re so warm and they feel like home!!

> She would have some trouble trying to understand the body image insecurity and the two often end up talking it out. She gets a better understanding of it with each conversation and she’s thankful that they’re willing to open up to her.

> Would do cute nerdy tech things to make them feel better about themself. It mostly includes Rover drifting over to them with sweet notes attached by a string if she’s feeling a little shy. 

> Pidge would only love to cuddle with her s/o and them only. She would hug them in any way possible, hold them close whenever their near each other, keep their hands always locked together, and so on and so forth. She would hold onto them and never let go for hours.

Originally posted by undinelance


> It would be kind of hard for him to help his s/o get over their insecurities because he deals with a lot of emotional damage himself but slowly, steadily they would help each other in little ways. Him telling them their the best that’s happened to him. Them saying that they feel like there’s no one else meant for them. It’s small but sappy.

> He would hate not being able to do anything so he goes to the others for advice and they all tell him contradicting things which only makes him even more unsure of what to do. He decides to hype the hell outta his s/o in whatever they’re wearing.

> He’d be sure to do it privately most of the time though or whispers it in their ear and makes sure that they’re feeling happy and confident with themself no matter what.

> Keith loves when they show off and makes sure that they always feel that way. He knows that they don’t think that they belong together and it hurts him but he understands why. He feels the same way but they come together and make each other feel more secure about themselves.

Originally posted by cryopcds


> He would notice the change of behavior almost immediately without having to have his s/o tell him. Even so, he would ask what was wrong and find a secluded place to talk, most likely his room. 

> He’d hate to have to watch it happen but he’d offer a lot of physical comfort and wise words in hopes that would make them feel better. He’d reassure them that he wouldn’t want anyone different. He’d keep them with him as long as they needed to as well.

> Shiro wouldn’t want to leave them alone when they feel so low but would if they needed some time to themself.

> He would litter his s/o with kisses whenever he could just because he loves them so much and wants to show it in anyway possible. This is his absolute favorite way to do so and would do it constantly. It usually ends in the two of them giggling like idiots but it’s too precious so no one stops them.

Originally posted by mordantmechanic


> He really wouldn’t understand what beauty standards are in the first place. But, it would still hurt his heart that his partner would think that he should be with someone else because he believes they were just made for each other.

> Hates it when they’re feeling upset over their weight because it’s just a number to him (but if it effects their health then he would do the best he could to help train them and make good meals).

> He’s known for his wise words but he would be so speechless to hear what his s/o thinks of themself when he finds them to be so perfect. He’d offer them some very sincere words from his heart in hopes of making them feel better.

> Coran genuinely would do anything in his power to help his s/o because he holds them so dearly.

Originally posted by kiguroomi


> Like Coran, she wouldn’t understand the beauty standard concept either because that’s not how her people were raised. Just thinking of being so judgmental makes her incredibly angry and she’d argue with anyone who agrees with the high expectations.

> Allura would adjust to helping her s/o feel confident and happy 24/7 but would also be there for them when they aren’t feeling at their best.

> She’d be very quiet about it though, only offering a physical touch or two before showering them with sweet and innocent affection. She wouldn’t stop until a smile comes to their face.

> Each time it happens she reminds them that they’re together for a reason and that she wouldn’t cut them off for such a silly reason. She’d cup their cheeks so they’d pout and call them cute until they giggled, she’d laugh too and give them more light kisses.

Originally posted by amirnizuno

Arrow Dodge Challenge

Request: This wasn’t requested.

Pairing: Tyler Scheid x Reader

Summary: You’re filming the ‘Arrow Dodge Challenge’ with the whole crew and things don’t go exactly as planned.

Warnings: Very mild injuries and swearing.

Word count: 779

A/N: I’ve been getting major Tyler feels because of @post-stripper-anon (all her writing is wonderful, even though they’re only headcanons, but that somehow makes me like it even more..? It’s mostly Tyler + nsfw, so if you like either I recommend you check her out; 10/10) and I was watching the arrow dodge challenge and after seeing Ethan being shot with the arrows I came up with this and I literally stopped mid-video to write this. Also, I got 2 ideas for this and I kinda want to do both so I split it into 2 endings whoops. So basically while you read this I’ll be writing the other 2 parts and will upload them as soon as I can.

(You can find the two alternate endings at the bottom of the post)

My Masterlist

Originally posted by everythingtythan

Arrow Dodge Challenge

“Hello everybody, my name is Markiplier, and welcome to the “Arrow Dodge Challenge”. I’m here with Bob, Wade, Ethan,” Mark said, going down the line of people set out in front of him. “ Tyler, and his lovely girlfriend, who you may or may not know from previous videos, Y/N.”

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Nice things to think about: 

Joseph and MC sitting together in the shade of the backyard while the kids play in the sprinkler, their arms around each other, MC gives Joseph a kiss on the temple and Joseph gives MC one back unashamed, everyone is truly happy 

Robb and MC leaving the children with a babysitter to go out on a hunting cryptids date, one of them gets spooked by a raccoon, they drink shitty beers and end up mostly making out, everyone is truly happy 

Damian giving MC goth makeovers, them sitting together in a purposely cold living room trading scary stories, them both being super exhausted in the mornings not because they had sex but because vampires stay up all night and MC is joining Damian’s ways, everyone is truly happy 

Hugo and MC kissing in art museums, MC having no idea about wine and cheese pairings but listening to Hugo talk about them anyways, reading the same book at the same time, everyone is truly happy 

MC making a mixtape for Matt because he loved the ones Matt made for him, MC and Matt going record shopping together, Matt teaching MC how to put foam hearts in coffee but MC only ever doing it for Matt, everyone is truly happy 

Craig and MC still laughing over old inside jokes, Craig doing push-ups and every time he comes down MC is there to kiss him, the first time MC and Craig kiss after years of never telling each other how they truly felt and having to make up for lost kiss time, everyone is truly happy 

MC being Brian’s little spoon, playing frisbee with both the daughters and the dog, MC and Brian always teaming up on poker night and kicking ass together and MC always sits in Brian’s lap, everyone is truly happy

Making Up

Here’s a MCxZig fic for Round 4 the #ChoicesCreates Carnival with the prompt the song ‘From You’ by Ryan K.  This occurs after the latest chapter because I couldn’t wait till next week for them to work things out. ;)

Warnings: Spoilers from Chapter 14, Mature themes, language, sexually suggestive, wee bit NSFW near the end (just to be safe)
1400+ Words.

Originally posted by painfulblisss

Until now, Zig hadn’t realized how much he relied on Paige’s coffee habit. Aside from their chilly reunion earlier he hadn’t seen her since the concert and while mad, he mostly missed her. Being around Chris only reminded him of the fight so he’d been avoiding both him and prepping for the initiative. Wallowing in the solitude, he volunteered to take a spilt shift and cover closing.

The bell over the door jingled. Damn. He thought he’d already locked it. “We’re closed.” He froze at the sight of Paige standing angrily by the door. Zig’s heart jumped into his throat. He hadn’t done himself any favours this morning and his most recent text wasn’t one she’d be happy with. “Oh…Hey.”

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Request: “Can you do a Chibs imagine where the reader is younger than him and someone (maybe Nero) asks them to help her because she has a stalker and eventually the club ends up caring about her but mostly Chibs. Her and him end up becoming really close he ends up being like a mentor to her. He secretly makes sure she’s okay and that she’s happy. But both of them are too proud to admit they care about each other but the club can see it and they think it’s adorable. Their relationship is platonic.”

Nero and Chibs are two of the hottest old guys, I swear! I hope you guys enjoy! xoxo


“Nero, I’m heading out,” you told your boss before closing down your computer.

He nodded, “Alright mami, be careful.” You had been working as Nero’s assistant since you graduated high school three years ago, and the two of you had developed a strong relationship over the time, you looking at him as a father figure.

You sighed as you walked in your house, taking off your high- heeled shoes. You were sipping on a glass of wine, playing on your phone when it went off in your hand. It showed a blocked caller and your breath hitched in your throat, but you answered anyway.

“Hey Y/N,” the caller said, laughing when you said nothing in return, “Miss me pretty girl?”

“What the fuck do you want from me?” you asked through gritted teeth. This had been going on for weeks now. This person would call you, and say weird things, never telling you who they were or how they knew you.

He laughed again, “I want you in general really, but I’ll have that soon enough. Right now, I just wanna talk to you, baby.”

“I’m not your baby, you son of a bitch. Please leave me alone,” you begged as you double checked the locks on every door and window in your house.

“You don’t mean that baby. Why are you trying to keep me out?” the man asked, anger clear in his voice, “You think those locked doors and windows would keep me out if I really wanted in?”

At this point, you were freaked out, and hung up, quickly calling the one person you needed right now.


Nero was at your doorstep within ten minutes of you calling him. You fell into his arms sobbing as he came in, but you soon realized he wasn’t alone. Two guys with cuts on came inside behind him.

“Shh, it’s okay Mami,” Nero soothed you, “These are a couple of my friends, Jax and Chibs. This is Y/N.” After introductions were made, you explained to them everything that had happened in the last few weeks.

Nero sighed, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

You shrugged your shoulders, “I didn’t wanna worry you, thought I could handle it myself.”

Nero grabbed your hand before leaving you with Chibs to go talk to Jax. “So, you guys are Sons. I’ve seen a few of you in Nero’s place,” you told him, attempting to make small talk.

Chibs nodded, “Aye, we are. Are ye alright?”

You nodded, “I feel better with you all here, but you can’t be here all the time, and I don’t wanna live in fear for the rest of my damn life.”

“We’re gonna take care of this, lass. Nero asked us to help, and we will,” Chibs told you, squeezing your hand briefly before Nero and Jax joined the two of you again.

“Alright, we got a plan,” Jax said, “We’re gonna have someone stay with you each night. Your boy will make a move at some point. Tonight, we’re gonna leave, head down a block or two, and one of us will sneak back in and stay the night.

“You guys don’t have to do this. You don’t even know me,” you told them.

“Nero does though,” Jax said, “any friend of his is a friend of ours. Plus, we don’t take too well to people fuckin’ with women. We’re gonna handle this shit.”

Nero hugged you as they went out the door, with Chibs sneaking back in later. Chibs stayed away from windows in order to keep the guy from seeing him if he were out there. It was hours later when you woke up to glass breaking. Chibs was immediately next to you, gun drawn, “Stay in here.”  

It seemed like an eternity before Chibs came back to the bedroom, blood splattered on his face. “It’s over,” he told you as you rushed to hug him.


“Is she okay?” Chibs asked Nero as he looked at you through the office window while they shared a drink at the picnic table. It had been three months since the accident, and you remained close with SAMCRO, helping them out when they needed it.

Nero nodded, “She says she is, and I believe her. You seem to really care for her.”

Chibs shrugged and silently cursed himself for even asking, “She’s a vital part of the club now, does a lot for us.”  

Nero nodded, but didn’t buy it, “well she cares a great deal for you.” As he said this, he finished the last of his drink and left the lot, Chibs going into the office.

Today was one of the days the club needed you as Gemma was sick at home, so that means you were doing office work for the day. “Where do the work orders go?” you asked Chibs who had walked in and sat on the couch next to the desk.

He nodded to a filing cabinet, “Right in there, a prospect will grab them soon.” Chibs had helped you learn everything in the office considering that is where you typically worked. Occasionally, you stepped in as a bartender, but that wasn’t too often.

“You two are adorable,” Tig said, joining the two of you in the office.

“Christ, Tig,” you said, rolling your eyes but laughing. Tig was followed by the rest of the guys. “How am I supposed to get any work done with you all in here?” You asked, but you secretly enjoyed the company of your favorite guys.

“We gotta talk to you about something,” Jax said, smiling while propping himself up on the desk.

“Cut the shit, guys. What’s up?” You told them, laughing.

“Nero and us are goin’ into business together, opening up a new shop. We all talked, and we want you to run it,” Tig said.

“What? Are you serious? Why me?” you asked.

“There’s no one else we trust more than you, Y/N. Plus, you’ve been helpin’ Nero run the smaller business forever. You know this shit inside and out, and you’re SAMCRO family,” Jax explained.

“What do ya say lass?” Chibs asked.

“Hell yeah.” You exclaimed.

“Party tonight to celebrate,” Jax told you before all of the guys left you to relish in your newfound position.

anonymous asked:

Thank you for having clear and precise rules, makes it so much easier to avoid irritating or upsetting you. Anyway, may I request headcannons for Todoroki, Tokoyami, and Dabi (are you cool with villians? I doubled checked and I didn't see anything mentioned about them) with a smol s/o who looks totally innocent but is actually a sass master and badass?

Thank you for respecting them, lovely! I very much hope I could write this well enough and that you’re going to like it! =)


- He’s surprised the first time his partner gets really sassy and he finds himself smiling afterwards. Todoroki loves that his partner feels comfortable in their own skin and around him and that they don’t hide what they think or who they are.

- Should his partner gear up for a fight, Todoroki stands beside them and they know they can count on each other to have their backs and to watch out for each other.

- Todoroki offers his help with getting things on high shelves or anything of the sort, whenever he sees his partner contemplating something or struggling to reach it. He doesn’t do it to hold it over their heads or anything of the sort, he just wants to give them a helping hand and make them smile.

- Sometimes, when someone says something that gets his partner to sass them, he secretly smiles to himself and stands beside his love, quietly supportive.


- When he witnesses his partner’s sass for the first time, he can’t help but chuckle to himself. He is surprised as well, though mostly, he appreciates his partner being direct and honest and their humor is close to his very often and they end up making each other grin a lot.

- Tokoyami knows his partner can handle themselves in a fight and whenever they go to battle together, he knows he has someone reliable on his side and that they’re watching out for each other.

- While Tokoyami himself isn’t one of the tallest guys, he can still reach things that are too high up for his partner and often, he absentmindedly helps them in getting something, not even pausing in his conversation with them as he hands them things.

- They do sometimes sass people together, though Tokoyami is more subtle than his partner and they often share secret smiles afterwards.


- The first time his partner sasses him or someone else, he pauses in surprise, before he grins, and either joins in against the other person or sasses right back at them. It helps a lot that both their humor can be pretty similar and they often end up chuckling or grinning at each other.

- Dabi knows his partner can hold their own in a battle and so he doesn’t think much about them picking their own fights. Whenever they fight together, he knows they can count on each other.

- Since his partner sometimes can’t reach things because they’re up too high, it depends on Dabi’s mood whether or not he teases them a little, though he always gives them what they want, often enough with a teasing grin or a sassily lifted eyebrow.

- They often sass people together and Dabi finds it rather amusing and fun, to team up with his partner. Most of the time, the other person doesn’t stand a chance.