but then i decided i wanted him to be a boy

anonymous asked:

Can I pretty pretty please see a feverishly delusional Lance stuck in bed and missing breakfast? Then Keith going down to check on him and Lance just groggily looking up at him and saying things like "You're really pretty, Keith." "Is bang you in a heartbeat if you'd let me." And when the others come in, Keith just turns to them in fear and says, "Oh my god, he's lost his mind."

Words cannot express how much I love this prompt.

When the his alarm goes off in the morning, Lance feels unusually tired and sluggish. Opening his eyes is difficult; his eyelids feel like they’ve been weighed down with stones. Eventually he manages to pry his eyes open and reach over to turn off his alarm. Every movement is slow and clumsy-the world feels like it’s moving in slow motion.

Now that he’s a little more aware, Lance realizes that something must be wrong with the heating system on the ship. It’s the only explanation for why his skin feels like it’s on fire, and his hair is plastered to his skin with sweat. Groaning, Lance reaches down, feeling around with his fingertips for the edge of the blanket and tossing it off of him. The instant rush of cool he feels allows him to breathe a sigh of relief.

The blanket ends up in a heap on the floor, but Lance is willing to clean it up later if it means that he doesn’t have to boil alive. Speaking of getting up, he should probably head to breakfast now. Slowly, carefully he levers himself into a sitting position, pausing for a moment to let his spinning head and churning stomach settle.

Pushing himself to his feet proves to be his undoing. Lance wobbles for a moment, briefly hopeful that he’s going to make it, before he’s overcome with dizziness and falls back onto the bed. He curls into a tight ball, trying to stop the room from spinning and his head from pounding. He’ll be fine-he just needs a few minutes. It’s probably just low blood sugar or something like that, and it’ll clear up as soon as he has breakfast.

He doesn’t even notice when he falls asleep.

Keith scowls as he stands outside the door to Lance’s room. Of course the slacker is running late. The others had been worried when Lance hadn’t showed up at breakfast, but Keith had just rolled his eyes, figuring that the blue palladin had just overslept. He’d volunteered to go fetch Lance-not because he was worried, but so he could give him a lecture for being lazy.

“Lance?” Keith calls, knocking on the door again. Still no answer. Grumbling under his breath, Keith decides to just open the door and go in. If Lance wanted privacy, he would show up on time.

He shoves the door open, calling Lance’s name again and sighing heavily. This is not how he wanted to spend his morning.

He stops in his tracks when he spots Lance. The blue palladin is sprawled out on his bed, a deep red fever blush painting his cheeks. The rest of his face is deathly pale.

Keith curses, kneeling by the bed. He shakes Lance’s shoulders gently. “Lance? Are you okay?” He presses a hand to Lance’s cheeks and forehead, wincing at the heat that he finds.

Lance slowly cracks his eyes open. “Heya Keith,” he slurs tiredly. His eyes are glassy and dazed.

“Oh good, you’re awake,” Keith says in relief. “Listen, you’re running a really high fever. We need to get you to the medical bay.”

Lance doesn’t seem to be listening, just shoots Keith a crooked smile. “You’re really pretty, Keith. Especially when you’re worried.”

“What?” is all that Keith manages to sputter out. But Lance isn’t done yet.

“I’d bang you in a heartbeat if you’d let me,” Lance says seriously, letting his eyes fall closed again.

Keith can’t even come up with any words to respond. He’s pretty sure that his brain has short-circuited.

After Keith has been gone for quite a while, with no sign of either the blue or red palladins, Pidge gets impatient. “What is taking those boys so long?” she asks irritably, standing up. “I’m going to go see what they’re up to.”

Hunk and Shiro voice their concerns as well, and the three of them make their way over to Lance’s room, where Keith had been going before. Finding the door open, they peek in.

It’s certainly an odd scene: Lance is lying on the bed, looking deathly ill, while a dazed-looking Keith crouches next to him.

“Keith? What’s going on?” Shiro asks tentatively.

Keith turns to face them, his face full of confusion. “Oh my god, he’s lost his mind,” he whispers hoarsely. “He’s saying the strangest things.”

FP Jones/Andrews family/Riverdale imagines - Oh Dear Part 9

Originally posted by riverdalesource

AN: This chapter is a little different… It’s also a little short so I may release the next chapter a little earlier than Friday. 

(Part One) (Part Two)(Part Three)(Part Four)(Part Five)(Part Six)(Part Seven)(Part Eight)

Overall Summary: You’re Archie’s old sister and you have a thing for a certain serpent

Pairing: Reader x FP Jones, Sister!Reader x Archie Andrews, Daughter!Reader x Fred Andrews

Word count: 1,335

Warnings: Well, FP is clearly older than the reader in this fic, none really

Before homecoming…

FP watched you leave the trailer with a unconscious smirk on his lips. 

You really were something else. 

He turned to the kitchen and poured himself a coffee, he had to be at Alice Coopers in an hour and if he was honest, he was kind of nervous. 

He knew Alice. He knew that this wasn’t just some social gathering to bring the Cooper/Jones family together but he said he’d go since Jughead seemed so damn excited about it. And in the end, he didn’t care that much about Alice’s intentions as long as his son was happy.

And your surprise visit was enough to encourage him to get through the rest of the evening. Knowing that you would be at the Whyte Wyrm in a pair of combat boots and black washed jeans that clung to you so tightly was enough to help FP through the night. 

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Harry Styles - “Office Flirt”

So @blueeyedsoulme and I were having a chat about working in an office and just jobs in general and then it turned into imagining someone like Ed Sheeran or Harry working in an office. It ended up in a full on swapping of ideas for what Harry would be like in an office job. We both began to fangirl so much over picturing our ideas that I decided to write it. Enjoy!


Harry Styles was the talk of the office. He always had been. He was funny, smart, attractive and a complete flirt. He was that guy that had every girl in the office wanting him and every guy wanting to be him. He would have several of the girls huddled together a distance away from him, whispering about the unique and slightly ostentatious pattered pants, silk shirts and multiple gaudy rings on his fingers. He loved every bit of the attention as he was a self proclaimed narcissist. 

He would ask female co-workers to join him for lunch, shoot the group of giggling women a smirk causing them to break into a round of whispered giggles. He lived for it all.

There of course was one person in the office seemingly unaffected by his charm and good looks. There was no denying that he was attractive but for whatever reason you didn’t seem to care. And that drew him to you even more. At first he thought he was drawn to you because of your lack of care towards him but he quickly realized it was something more. 

He was attracted to you, your smile, your drive, your dedication to your job and that office. You were beautiful and he wanted to be close to you as much as possible. 

He was acting like a teenage boy in love. He would take the long way back to his desk just so he could pass yours and take in how you looked that day, the way you wore clothes that flattered your figure and brought out the gorgeousness of your eyes and how focused you were on your task at hand, making sure it was done to perfection. 

He would make sure to take the seat beside you as often as possible in staff meetings. He was caught up in you and wasn’t sure how to go about letting you know that, if he even should. The lunch dates with other co-workers was just a past time. He never did anything more but flirt, no matter how much they all but begged him for more. 

“Hey, Y/N,” He stepped up to your desk early one Monday morning. He leaned his hip against the side of your desk, looking down at you, attempting to draw your attention to him but your eyes stay focused on the monitor before you. 

“Hey,” You would answer back, still not looking up at him. 

“Anything fun happen over the weekend?” He questioned, hoping to strike up a full conversation with you but all you did to show you were listening was glace up at him before turning to a stack of folders beside you, studying the information printed on it. 

“Not really,” You eventually answered before you finally turned towards him, swiveling a bit in your chair. You look up into his green eyes but again, he notes how unaffected you seemed to be. “Finished a book from my seemingly never ending stack.” You answered, giving a shrug. You then turned back to your monitor and Harry knew the conversation was over as you didn’t make an attempt to ask how his weekend was. Not that he did anything much, but he would have still talked about it anyway. 

“Okay, well…” He stood up straight and decided to call it finished and head back to his desk. “Have a good day.” He turns then, grimacing a bit at what you surely thought was an awkward conversation and took a few steps towards his desk that was across the large open space. 

“Oh hey, Harry!” His heart skips a beat when you call after him. He turns back immediately, noting the group of girls standing a few desks over, eyeing the interaction but offers them no sign that he cared. 

“Yes?” He questions, giving you a small smile. 

“I accidentely grabbed these from the printer when I got my things earlier, they are yours, right?” You hold out a small stack of papers that Harry had in-fact printed out earlier when he saw you heading for the printer. He had planned on meeting you over there to to strike up a conversation but got held up by the boss coming over to ask what was going on with a certain client. 

“Oh yeah, righ’, thanks.” He grabs for them and you turn back to the computer after offering him a smile. He sighs and heads back to his desk, feeling a big dejected. 

It was a few days later, after a few more short encounters, that he finally decided to make an actual move and make sure you were aware of how he felt. He went to Starbucks that was next door, ordering the drink you got every morning - yeah, he had memorized your order. Was that creepy? Possibly, but he hoped you would see it as a kind gesture anyway. 

He saw you there when he walked in, drink in hand, seated at your desk already. You were pouring over a file, a small crease formed between your brows as you also bit at your lower lip. He came to a halt a few steps away from your desk, his heart beating rapidly against his ribs as he thought about what he intended to say. He finally took a few deep breaths, building up the courage to do this. 

He simply places the drink beside your keyboard and waits for you to notice. When you do, you turn towards him, a frown on your face as you glance down at it. 

“What is this?” You question. Harry, or anyone in the office for that matter, had never gotten you coffee.

“You’re favorite.” He comments with a small shrug of his broad shoulders, offering you up a smile. 

“Oh,” You noted how he had in fact gotten you the correct order. You were slightly flattered as you reach for it but also more so confused. “Thank you.” You take a sip of it then. “Why, though?” You ask him, eyeing him over the rim of the cup as you take another drink. 

“I wan’ to talk to you about somethin’.” He reveals, moving a stack of papers from your desk to take a seat. You eye him cautiously, not sure what he was getting at. 

“And what is that?” You look up into his green eyes, feeling yourself needing to suddenly take a deep breath of air as you got short of breath. You wondered what he had to say and why you could basically feel the nerves radiating off of him. Harry was always so confident with the other girls in the office, you saw how he was with them, had seen him flirting with them and having lunch with them, making them laugh and giggle. He had even asked you to lunch multiple times but you had said it was going to be a working lunch that day and simply couldn’t. You didn’t want to just be another one of those girls he flirted with, that just wasn’t you. 

“Come to lunch with me today.” You sigh but he continues on. “I know, I know, I’ve asked before and you don’ wan’ to, but I’m no’ askin’ you like how I do anyone else in the office. ‘m askin you because I wan’ to spend time with you, I wan’ to ge’ to know you. I like you, Y/N, I mean truly like you.” 

“Harry,” You shake your head, giving yet another sigh. “Even if you like me more than how you like the other girls, I don’t want to get involved with the office flirt.” Harry knew he deserved that reputation. There was no reason to deny such a thing, that’s what he was. 

“I told you, it’s no’ like tha’ with you.” He tries assuring you but he could still see the hesitancy. “Okay, jus’ one lunch with me. Give me the chance, at least to ge’ you to see it.” You sigh then, staring up at his face, seeing that he was seemingly being completely sincere. 

“You’ll stop flirting with everyone if I agree to go to lunch?” You question. Maybe not seeing him constantly flirting with every girl he passes would help you see he did have feelings for you. Maybe. You did like him, you were attracted to him, and he was sweet and funny, it wouldn’t be the worst thing to maybe do this with him. 

“O’ course. It will jus’ be you.” You give him a smile then, seeing his face light up with hope at the sight of it. “You’ll go with me?” 

“I mean,” You shrug. “You seem pretty sincere so I’ll give you a chance. I’m not promising anything serious but we’ll see how it goes.” He grins then, that adorable boyish grin that actually made a flutter happen in your chest. 

“So how abou’ dinner tonigh’ instead?” He questions, it turning to a slight smirk but you laugh and shake your head as you stand from your chair. 

“We’ll start with lunch, don’t push it.” You tell him but offer him a smile. “And then we’ll see about dinner.”

“I’ll take wha’ I can ge’.” You give him a small smile, shaking your head. What had you just gotten yourself into? Whatever it was, you were excited for it. You smack him playfully on the chest before you turn and walk away, turning back to shoot him one last grin, seeing him still smiling widely. 

Many girls had gotten lunch with Harry, but this was more than that, you felt. This was somewhat of an actual date, Harry had feelings for you. And the idea made butterflies flutter in your stomach. 

BTS REACTION

Rap Monster: He would explain his band members how you were so beautiful when you two had sex only because he wanted to boast about how amazing you were. He didn’t expect you to walk in in the middle of explaining. “She literally just beams when we do it. Like literally glows and-” he would be cut off by V who covered his mouth and pointed in your direction. You ran out of the room, face redder than a tomato, Namjoon following you. “How could you tell them that!” You would yell. “I can never show my face in there again oh my god.” 

“I’m sorry,” he would laugh. “But you really are beautiful. I won’t talk about it again though I promise.” 

Suga: You would walk in on him telling Jimin about your ‘wild night’ last night and immediately just go bright red. Jimin, being Jimin, would also go red and start giggling to himself which would confuse Yoongi. He turned around to see you and would just start laughing. “Uh babe,” you would stutter. “Wh-What you talking about?” He would pull you close to him and kiss your cheek gently, letting you sit on his lap as he hugged you from behind. 

“Just telling ChimChim here about the best night of my life.” 

Jin: You decided to surprise the boys with food while they were recording in the studio that day, just wanting to be a good girlfriend to Jin and help the boys out. When you got there, you didn’t really expect to hear Jin telling them about how you guys had a special night the night before and that’s why he was so tiring. J-Hope was the first to spot you and would just burst out laughing. Jin turned around and went wide eyed. “Oh h-hey babe. How long h-have you been standing there?” “Long enough to know that you aren’t getting any of this food.” 

“Babe, no. I’m sorry! They asked me! YOU KNOW THIS IS MY FAVORITE FOOD!” 

J-Hope: You walked in on him facetiming Namjoon since he was on vacation, you knew he was talking to him but you also wanted to check on him. You happened to walk in on the worst part. “No RM you don’t understand her boobs are-” He snapped his head around to see you glaring at him. “Y/N wh-what’s up?” You walked over and waved to Namjoon before slamming his laptop screen shut. 

“I’m in trouble aren’t I?” he laughed nervously. 

Taehyung: Taehyung had invited you over for game night with the boys and usually you didn’t like to intrude on guys night but you missed seeing them so you decided to make an appearance. When you got there, you didn’t really get too involved, you were just happy to be there with them. They were talking about sexual experiences that had and when it came to Taehyung he talked about how he got it on with “this girl” when everyone knew it was you. You gripped his thigh, making him whip his head around. “How do you know I was talking about you?” he questioned. “Tae I’m then only girl you’ve been with for the past two years, I know it’s me.” You got up and walked out of the room. 

“I’m sorry but it’s my favorite moment. I had to tell them.” 

Jimin: Jimin was really shy about talking about it at first but the boys were hiping him up so he decided to just go with it. He would tell them about how you screamed really loud or how you gripped his hair really tight. You could hear him talking about the whole thing from the room next to you. You sent Jimin a text, saying you could hear him and you heard the door open almost seconds after. 

“Y/n I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to! They asked and I don’t know oh man. I’m sorry…” He went quiet before raising an eyebrow. “But I mean… You are hot though…” 

Jungkook: He was pretty excited about telling the boys about his first time. It was a special moment for both him and you so when you walked in on him telling the boys, you felt like it wasn’t as special to him as it was to you. He turned around and noticed that you had a fallen tear which would break his heart. He ran after you, grabbing your arm only to have you pull away. “Was it not special to you? Did it mean nothing?” “What? Y/n no of course it meant something to me! It was the best moment of my life.” “Then why did you tell the boys?” He would pull you into his arms and kiss your forehead. 

“It was so special for me. I’m sorry if it made you feel like it wasn’t. I love you with all my heart.” 

Smitten Kitten (Shifter!Stuckony)(Chapter One)

I couldn’t wait to post this first chapter for you guys, I am on a freaking ROLL writing lately, so here we go!

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MASTERLIST

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The elevator to the common area pinged open and the team poured out, all in varying levels of injured, all several steps past pissed off.

“That should have been easy! Instead it was a clusterfuck!!” Natasha fumed, the smoke pouring from her mouth with the words making everyone else uneasy. “What the hell went wrong?”

“Hey honey, why don’t you shift back all the way so you don’t accidentally light my couch on fire like you did last week?” Tony called from his position in Steve’s arms, cradled close to the big blonds chest.

“Tony, just be quiet and let us check you over.” Bucky interjected, and sent a steely eyed glare at Natasha. “Shift down, dragon lady. Steve, put him on the couch.”

Steve set Tony down carefully, ripping his shirt in one easy pull, showing the mess of bruises and cuts that decorated his ribs.

Damn it, Tony.” Clint flew in through the window, still partial shifted in his hawk form, tucking his giant wings behind him. “We told you to stay back. You could have seriously gotten hurt!”

“Oh yeah.” Tony rolled his eyes. “Tell the man in the suit with weapons to stay back and let the animals handle it. That sounds like a great idea.”

“Yeah well, if you would have listened you wouldn’t be all banged up, would you?” Clint pointed out, shifting back entirely into his human form, the wings and golden eyes disappearing. “Tasha, shift down baby, you’re smoking up the room.” He grabbed a blanket for her, and Natasha took a deep breath, the scales on her body rippling and shimmering and disappearing, claws retracting, and within a minute she stood at her usual five-two, green eyes and red hair. It was a far cry from her dragon, and everybody relaxed once she was wrapped in a blanket and headed to the kitchen to make coffee.

“Anything broken?” Steve asked and Bucky felt Tony’s ribs gingerly, mindful of the bruising, his fingers probing gently, blue eyes worried.

“Nothing cracked, just some hard bruising. What were you thinking?” His voice dropped into a growl, his Wolf still close to the surface and Tony swallowed hard, pushing back the wave of want at the sound.

“I didn’t want you guys to get hurt. So I stepped in.”

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Wolf Creek (Part 3)

Cowboy!Steve x Reader AU

Summary – You and Steve were supposed to have spent the rest of your lives together, but lies and betrayal tore you apart.  A family tragedy forces you to leave your life in the city and return to the Montana ranch you used to call home. Can you and Steve forget the past and find love again?

Warnings – None

Word Count – 2,144

Notes – I’ve finally gotten back to writing this fic and now I remember why I was so excited about this one!  This is going to be some major romantic drama!!  I have so many plans for this fic and I can’t wait for you guys to read it! Anyway, I hope you enjoy!!  As always, feel free to leave me any comments or feedback!

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Previously:

“Maybe not,” Bucky acknowledged, “but there is something that you need to know before we go any further.”

Bucky was always good at keeping a straight face, so the anxious look in his eyes instantly had you worried.  “What do I need to know?”

“You’re not going to like this, (Y/N),” he began, refusing to look you in the eye.  “Your dad made Steve the ranch foreman five years ago.”



 

A chill went down your spine as you stared at your friend, your eyes wide in disbelief.  “Please tell me you’re joking.”

“I’m sorry, doll, it’s true.” Bucky seemed to be debating with himself before finally giving in and continuing.  “I will tell you this.  Ste. . He was hesitant to take the job at first, but needed the money and Wolf Creek is one of the best.  Not as good as South Hills, but it’s okay.”

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Pillowtalk (M)

Originally posted by yoonmyeon

Genre: Smut

Summary: Namjoon was the one, once upon a time. He can’t come back into your life and expect things to go back to normal. You’re happy with Hoseok, and no random visit in the middle of the night is gonna stop that..right? (Previously posted on Suganeedsanap)

Warnings:
Cheating

Word Count: 2,860

Written by: Admin Jaefairy

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anonymous asked:

can you do one where jughead gets really mad at betty and they get in a fight and hes screaming and she gets scared because he reminds her of her mom and then he realizes shes afraid and you can decide what happens from there

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Here’s a quick little one shot

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“Well maybe I didn’t want to go see Kevin okay?! I don’t always have to be around your friends Betty God! You never listen.” Jughead slammed the front door, shaking the entire trailer as Betty visibly jumped before turning to Jughead with disappointed eyes

“I was just trying to help juggie! Why is it that every time I try to do something nice for you, we end up in some ridiculous fight?” Betty dropped her coat on the couch

“You’re not being “nice” Betty, you’re being overbearing, per usual, and you think you’re doing the right thing, but you never are! Why can’t you see that?!“ He knew he was going overboard, he knew he didn’t mean the angry words he was saying but try as he might he couldn’t stop them from spilling out of his mouth.

"Jug..” she whispered quietly, hurt reflecting in her shiny green eyes.

“No! I’m so sick of always being the bad guy, just because you don’t agree with what I have to say. You’re wrong Betty! You’re always wrong and you don’t even see it!” He slammed his fists into the table, his eyes going wide as he looked down at the broken glass now shattered on the floor.

Betty wrapped her arms around her torso and squeezed, shrinking away towards the couch. Her eyes were filled with fear as she bent down to pick up the broken pieces of glass

“Okay. Okay, you’re right. I’m sorry. It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have talked to Kevin, it’s your grade and I shouldn’t have asked him to help you. I’m so sorry. I’ll clean it up.” Her words were rushed and she was hastily holding sharp pieces of glass.

He was such an asshole.

“Bets.” He started towards her, his voice soft and soothing as he bent down to take the broken pieces out of her hands

She stiffened
“it’s okay, I can clean it up. It’s okay” she repeated, slouching out of her boyfriends reach.

“Hey.. hey.. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean that, I didn’t mean any of it. I’m sorry I yelled, I’m sorry I scared you.” His fingers gently stroked her cheek as she dropped the glass back onto the floor, looking up at him with defeated eyes.

“My mom. She gets like that with me sometimes too… I know.. I know I can be a lot to handle and I know that maybe I don’t always think..”

Jughead cut her off as he wrapped her in arms, clutching her shaking shoulders
“I’m an asshole. I’m the textbook definition of an asshole and I’m so sorry, I love you and I appreciate everything you do for me. I just.. I close myself off when someone tries to help me, I didn’t want Kevin feeling bad for me. I didn’t want him to think I was stupid for needing a tutor.”

Betty pulled away slightly, her arms still wrapped around her lower body
“I should have asked you. I should have checked with you first.

The dark haired boy shook his head
"No, you were being Betty Cooper, the girl I love more than anything in this world. There’s no excuse for the way I yelled at you. It won’t happen again, I promise.” He gently pried her arms free and she placed them around his neck, drawing her lips to his

“I shouldn’t be so sensitive.” She mumbled.

Jughead picked her up bridal style, smiling as she squealed

“I happen to like you sensitive Betty Cooper.”

He laughter trailed off as he closed the door to his bedroom.

They would be okay, they always were.

You make me crazy - Zach Dempsey

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“(Y/N) it’s time to go! Otherwise you’ll miss the game!” your mom shouted from down the stairs. Your boyfriend had an important basketball game and you had to be there. Your Boyfriend was the tall and handsome Zachary Dempsey, number one star player of the basketball team. Zach trained almost every day in the school’s gym, he was very determined when it came to basketball.

You put on your converse and make your way down school. You were wearing one of Zach’s old basketball shirts. He loved it when you wore those, he liked the idea of everybody knowing you were his. It was 10 minutes before the game begun so you ran to the gym almost tripping over a stupid stone. You found your friends on the bleachers already shouting at the team.

“ Hey guys!”

“ You made it! Zach asked us 5 times where you were, I think he was close to having a panic attack.” Clay told you

You looked at your boyfriend a threw him a kiss so he knew everything was alright. It just took you so long because tonight was a big game. If our team won they won the championship and you were planning a special night with your boy if he played good, and if they won of course. You did your hair, put on a little extra make-up and last but not least you were wearing a new lace bodysuit.

Zach scored point after point after point, he really was on fire today. You were supporting your boyfriend more than anyone.

“COME ON BABE, DO IT”

The team won, we’re champions! Everybody ran on the field celebrating with the players, you were searching for Zach in the crowd when you suddenly got picked up an turned around.

“Babe we won, I was on fire!” he screamed while putting you back on the ground and kissing you passionately immediately after. “And you look incredible tonight, is that special for me?” he said with a wink

“You were so good Z, I’m so happy for you! But go shower cause your sweating is out of control.”

He gave you a last kiss and went to the showers as you told him.

You were waiting outside the boys locker room. Zach came out and picked you up again kissing you.  “So babe what do you want to do right now?”

“Well since you played so well I have a little surprise for you, but you have to put me down first.”

Zach put you on the ground, right in the moment you wanted to show him a piece of the lace covering your body you were interrupted by Bryce Walker

“Hey guys! Party at my place to celebrate the championship”

Zach answered immediately “We’ll be there!”

You looked up at Zach “Oh are we?”

Zach looked confused. “You always love parties, I didn’t think it was a problem”

You got on your toes, mostly because Zach was pretty tall, and whispered in his ear:

“Your babygirl is wearing brand new lacy underwear for her starplayer, to give him a treat tonight but a party is fine, I guess.”

Zach looked at you with big eyes, and started looking around. He pulled you with him to an empty classroom and started kissing you, one hand on your butt, one hand under your shirt, feeling the lace. He lifted you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist. He started kissing your neck.

“You make me crazy babygirl, the shirt and the lace i can’t resist you like that” Zach whispered in your ear.

You pulled away. “Well I guess you have too because we have a party to go to, I’ll see you in 5 at your car, so you have time to let that bulge go away.” You said with a wink.

“No please y/n don’t tease me like that!”

“Too late daddy.” You said while leaving the room hearing Zach sigh.

As said Zach arrived at the car 5 minutes later. “Never ever do that again y/n” he said lightly frustrated.

“Are you sure you don’t just want to go home?” Zach askes when you arrived at the party.

You give him a sweet smile and start walking to Bryce’s house.

After 3 cups of vodka you started to get light in your head and you started to search for your boyfriend.

You saw him standing with his friend, it seemed like they had a serious conversation so you decided to listen for a while.

“It was a lace  bodysuit dude, lace, black lace. I have no idea how to control this girl, she can make want her in less than a second, no one had that effect on me ever before.”

Zach was talking about you, even tho you didn’t like the thought of Bryce knowing what you were wearing he said some positive things.

“Dude that’s so hot, how can you even stand here like you don’t want to pin her down.” Bryce said

You felt a little disgusted by Bryce saying that so you felt like it was time to intervene.

You jumped on his back and hugged him thightly. “Hey babe, I already started to miss you.”

You saw all the guys scanning your body but you just ignored it.

“Daddy, are you into your treat? Bryce must have some empty rooms” you whispered in his ear.

Without telling Zach just started to walk into Bryce’s house with you on his back. This night was going to be great, and you were so happy with the things you heard him say about you so you decided you were going to treat your boy extra good tonight.

Let me know what you think! share as much as you want! xxx

+ sorry if I make too much mistakes

Quiet. Park Jimin.

Originally posted by erickaellaine

Summary: Seokjin has Schizophrenia, Hoseok is an insomniac, Yoongi is suicidal, Taehyung (or Tae as his alter ego likes to call himself) has multiple personalities within him, Jimin suffers from social anxiety, Namjoon depends on Alcohol, Jungkook is constantly paranoid and you….well your just here for a good time, and I can assure you…Bangatan will deliver.

Basic Summary: You meet the boys at a mental hospital and get intwined in a romance with Jimin

Pairing: Jimin X Reader

based: Mental Disorder!BTS

Genre: Angst


Running…The devil’s walking basically.

Your chest heaved up and down due to the heavy breath intake you were taking. “Wait!” you called out to one of them “Y/n, we can’t stop” He slowed down and threw your arm over his shoulder and continued to run.

7 Months Prior

You looked at the table which held seven boys. Looking everywhere else to see if there was another spot but no luck, you take a deep breath and grip to the tray in both your hands and ambled your way to the table.

Being the new girl is always tough but being the new patient is even harder.

“Hi, May i sit here” you pointed to the empty seat. 

The seven boys looked at each other until one of them nodded.

“Who are you?” one of the boys asked dropping his spoon into the soup.

“My names Y/n. There is no where else to sit so one of the nurses told me to sit here” you looked at their faces and you could tell they were uncomfortable.

“This soup is…” you whispered taking a spoonful of the plain broth that was displayed in your bowl.

“Disgusting?” another spoke.

“I was going to say interesting but I think that word fits it perfectly” you smiled at him retrieving a smile back.

“I’m Jungkook” he spoke out “I suffer from paranoia” Jungkook started a chain reaction and soon all of the boys introduced themselves until it got to a small blonde boy sitting at the end of the table.

He didn’t speak.

“This is chimchim known as Jimin, he has social anxiety” You smiled at Jimin not getting any response to him. You stopped smiling and looked down at the table.

“What about you?” Suga asked “Severe anxiety” you answered smiling at all of them.

“Just like Jimin!” Taehyung smiled at Jimin and patted him on the back, you couldn’t tell if this was Tae or Taehyung talking. “A bit different Tae” Suga laughed “Tomato Tomato” Tae phrased.

“Y/n, if you want to go unpack your bags and come back” the nurse implied to you to get organised which you happily obliged to not wanting to be in the awkward atmosphere.

“She seems odd” Jin mumbled turning another page over in his book “Aren’t we all” Namjoon sat down next to hyung and slapped him on the chest after putting his tray back into the kitchen. “I like her” Jungkook announced with a small bag of popcorn in his left hand.

“Kookie you like everybody” Suga came and sat down next to the maknae of their group, “What about you Jimin? You couldn’t stop staring at her” Hoseok spoke up patting Jimin on the back.

“Well…I mean…she’s pretty but scary” Jimin whispered softly, staring at the ground playing with the hem of his shirt.

“Chim if you want to talk to her don’t think about the anxiety” Suga encouraged the small boy “It’s not that easy hyung” Jimin sighed and stood up.

He disappeared outside into the meadow full of his favourite flowers.

You came out after organising your room, you looked at the small crowd of ill kids as their eyes were glued to books or board games.

Jungkook put his hand up to signal you to come and sit with them, you smiled and hesitantly walked over to them and sat down next to Jungkook.

“Y/n, I wanted to apologise for Tae’s words earlier. I’m yet to take control over him” Taehyung smiled at you, “I hope he didn’t scare you, when that sort’ve stuff happens people usually get weirded out and leave me…you won’t, will you?” he asked you.

“Tae stop tricking the poor girl and come play” Namjoon said signalling to come over. “Duty calls princess” Tae heaved himself up and jogged towards the pool table leaving you clueless.

“So that was Tae?” you asked turning to Jungkook who was sitting next to you. “The first part was Taehyung, about him apologising and all. But the second part was Tae….manipulative bastard he is.” Jungkook tsk’d and stood up to go watch the small tv.

You turned to Jin to see what book he was reading.

“I love that book” you pointed to the old book, the spine practically pealing off.

“You do? Barely anybody knows it” Jin rests the book down on his lap and looks up at you. “I had to read it in sophomore year, I didn’t know if I was going to like it or not” you smiled “turns out I did”

“You really have to get half way through the book to enjoy it” Jin smiled again picking it up and continuing to read on.

You took that as a sign to leave the boy alone and to go do something else…until your mind started to over think.

‘What if he doesn’t like me. That he just wanted to get rid of me…oh god what have I done’ you thought. Your breathing slightly became heavier and your stomach turned into sailor knots.

You had to get out.

Walking over to the glass doors you ask the nurse to open them but he just refused to. “Listen, I’m having trouble to breathe I eel the walls closing in on me…I. Need. Out.” you huffed and the male understood.

Practically running out into the night air goosebumps began to arise on your arms.

Breathing in the cold crisp air you look out onto the meadow filled with perfect green trees and radiant flowers.

You see a boyish figure laying down crumpling the long grass and you decide to go investigate.

To your surprise it was the extremely shy boy from earlier, looking so harmless and in his own little world. You couldn’t understand why someone so gentle as him was in a place like this.

“Hi” you said at your medium tone surprising him a bit.

He jolts up looking at you, his eyes widen and then he looks away. “Hi” he mumbled out. He hears you stepping closer and his heart goes wild, “may I sit?” 

‘Remember what Suga. Said don’t think about the anxiety, don’t think about the anxiety’ the young boy said to himself to hopefully build up courage.

“Yes…sure…I mean go ahead” Jimin whispered still avoiding you.

“Thanks” you whispered crumpling the grass beneath you as you lay down beside him. “I can see why you like to come out here. It’s breath takingly gorgeous” you hummed wrapping the grey cardigan tightly against your skin.

‘Just like you’ Jimin thought and smiled to himself. “If only you can be this smooth in real life” he thought out loud.

“Pardon?” you asked sitting up.

“Shit…Nothing. Nothing.” he whispered gathering his thoughts…still looking away from you.

“Is everything okay Jimin? I mean I haven’t known you long enough to but I can tell you’re uncomfortable if you want me to go..” you admitted turning to the small boy.

“Y/n, I’m fine. I just…gah! It’s too hard to explain.” he shouted into the dark abyss away from you. You’re not going to lie, it scared you. But little did you know it scared him even more, he had never shouted like that before

“It’s getting cold, I’m going to go back inside.”

You were about to leave before you felt a hand wrap around your fragile delicate wrist.

“Don’t go”

Cold

Summary: The Gallaghers and Mickey go outside on a snowy, winter day. Being that Mickey forgot a coat, he shares with Ian and ends up falling asleep.

Word Count: 1426

Notes: This was another request from my messages. I thought it was so cute :)


The Gallaghers and Mickey, of course, had all been comfortably lounging inside with a movie in. It was the middle of winter, and the first snowfall had just come around. They were all dozing off over the course of the movie.

Mickey was wearing a long sleeve shirt, unlike his boyfriend, so he felt warm enough. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of Ian with such a big blanket around him. Mickey used the blanket as a pillow, and tried to sleep so he could dream about the summertime. Ian hated the coldness of the winter, and so did Mickey, but not everyone in the room thought that way.

Liam loved the winter. He always wanted to be bundled up with a warm cup of hot cocoa in his hands. “I think the snow stopped,” the little boy said causing Mickey and Fiona to jump up from their near slumber. “Can we go outside?” He asked.

“I ain’t fuckin’ going outside,” Mickey said without missing a beat.

Fiona rolled her eyes. “Sure, bean,” she said to her youngest brother. “I’ll take you outside.” She stood, but Liam crossed his arms.

At the age of seven, it wasn’t a surprise that Liam was going through a stage with such a terrible attitude, by it was getting somewhat comical. Liam was always a good kid, so seeing him lash out and be rude was undeniably funny even though it should be. “I want everyone to come with me. Mickey, you have to come too,” he insisted sternly, causing Mickey to roll his eyes. “Ian, make Mickey come outside.”

Ian laughed at Liam’s consistency. “Mick?”

“Fuckin’ fine,” the Milkovich boy said and stood up.

Lip, Carl, and Debbie couldn’t help but grin at the way Mickey did anything that Ian asked of him. It was kind of cute. Those three led the way outside, with everyone on their heels. Everyone besides Ian and Mickey had thick sweatshirts on or a blanket around them, so they didn’t bother grabbing a jacket. Ian, on the other hand, got the biggest winter coat that was in the house from the closet before joining his family outside.

When everyone caught sight of Ian’s choice of clothing, they started to cackle. “You look like a fuckin’ eskimo,” Lip let out with a snort, and everyone agreed.

“Shut the fuck up,” Ian said and took a seat on the patio next to Mickey.

“It’s too cold out here,” Debbie stood. Before Liam could protest, she spoke again. “Does anyone want me to get them a coffee?” Only Fiona, Lip, and Ian say yes to that question. She goes inside and get a few mugs and makes the coffee.

While everyone is waiting, Liam runs inside and gets a pair of gloves. He also puts on snow boots and a winter coat. When he comes back out, Debbie’s right behind him. As Liam plays in the snow, they all sit in a slight silence, just watching.

Of course, Mickey didn’t bring his coat out. He didn’t know why the thought didn’t cross his mind that he would need one, but he definitely felt like an idiot. He was also too tired to get up and get one, and too stubborn to admit he was cold.

Everyone else seemed to be exhausted as well. Carl was leaning against the side of the house with his feet out in front of him. Every so often the kid’s eyes would close. He was awaken though when Liam hit him with a snowball. “What the fuck, Liam?” He groaned and wiped the snow off of him. Fiona scolded him as well.

For a while, they were relatively quiet. They were trying to relax in the coldness of the winter day. Suddenly, Debbie started to shiver, and that’s when Mickey decided to give up his stubborn front. “It’s too fuckin’ cold,” he grumbled.

Ian smirked as an idea popped into his head. He opened up his big jacket. “Wanna come here then?” He motioned for his boyfriend to come inside of his coat.

“Fuck yes,” he said. At the moment, Mickey didn’t even care that there was the whole entire Gallagher family surrounding them— they’ve been together long enough for this type of interaction not to be weird. He sat between Ian’s legs and leaned sideways onto him so his head was resting on the redhead’s chest. He let out a quiet hum as Ian wrapped the coat around the both of them.

Fiona looked from Ian and Mickey to Lip. They were both smirking at the sight. Despite the fact that it should not be weird, they couldn’t help but be surprised seeing Mickey seem so small and innocent. In Fiona’s mind though, it was adorable, and from the look on Debbie’s face, she thought so too.

Ian wasn’t taking notice to his siblings expressions; he was completely focused on Mickey. He was soothingly running his hand up and down Mickey’s back. The steadying breath that he felt on his chest let Ian know that Mickey was falling asleep, which made him grin.

Mickey didn’t realized the wave of sleepiness rush over him in a harder fashion. He just felt so peacefully being wrapped up in his boyfriend’s arm with the fresh breeze whirling across them. The silence of the Gallaghers was something that never happened, so Mickey utilized it. He shut his eyes and without meaning to, he fell asleep.

Kissing him head, Ian looked up from Mickey. His family was staring at them with, what looked like, a soft expression. “He fall asleep?” Carl whispered, and Ian nodded with his lips curving into a bigger grin.

“That’s so cute,” Debbie said with a scrunched nose.

They sat their for a while like that. Mickey was completely out, and Ian was holding him fairly tightly to make sure he stayed warm. The rest of the Gallaghers were going from watching Liam to the bundled up couple that was leaning against the house. It was undeniable that the sight of Ian and Mickey brought a pang of warmth to their chests. It looked so perfect and blissful, and they did not want to disturb it.

Suddenly though, Liam came running up the steps. “Shhh,” everyone hushed him as he stomped to them. They knew he was ready to start yelling or something.

Liam caught eye of the rested Milkovich and closed his mouth. “I’m got snow in my pants,” he whispered.

Everyone let out a little laugh. Ian titled his head towards the door, telling his siblings to go inside. He needed to wake Mickey up, he just didn’t want to do it in front of everyone because he would probably react crazily.

“C’mon, little man,” Lip said and led him to the door. Fiona, Debbie, and Carl were right behind them. They gave one last look to Ian and Mickey and smiled before walking into the house. They were totally going to watch through the window, but Ian didn’t need to know that.

Ian waited until the door was closed to tilt Mickey’s head up. He planted a wet and sloppy kiss on his cheek. “Mick,” he said in a dragged out way into his boyfriend’s ear.

As expected, Mickey’s eyes started to flutter open. He already looked confused as he realized no one was outside with them. “Did I fall asleep?”

Ian nodded. “Yeah, it’s cold out here,” he said with a slight chuckle. “Let’s go inside. We can go to bed,” he suggested.

Before responding, Mickey nuzzled his head back into Ian’s neck. He let out a tired yet joyful sound. “Okay,” he eventually said and unlatched himself.

As Mickey separated from him, Ian chuckled. There were imprinted marks on Mickey’s face from where he slept. “You look pretty, ‘specially when you wake up,” Ian said.

“Shut the fuck up,” Mickey playfully swatted at him. As the redhead laughed though, Mickey grabbed his big coat and pulled him in for a kiss. “I love you,” he said.

“I love you too,” Ian smiled widely. “Now let’s get in the fucking house,” he looked around. “I think it’s gonna fucking snow again.”

Mickey nodded and followed Ian into the house. When they were fully inside, the Gallaghers were leaning onto the table, in the direction of the window. As their eyes caught the couple, they showed their looks of awe. “So fuckin’ cute!” Debbie exclaimed, making the other Gallaghers, including Ian, start to laugh.

“Oh, fuck,” Mickey rolled his eyes and chucked the finger. Fucking Gallaghers.

lesbianworf  asked:

hey just wanted to let you know i love my gay yiga boy. the chocolate banana comic cleared my skin and fed me and my nineteen starving children

i decided his name is aita but you are 100% allowed to keep calling him your gay yiga boy too

Hakuoki Kyoto Winds Walkthroughs - Nagakura Shinpachi

**Note: Items bolded and italicized are choices that increase your romance level.**

[PROLOGUE]
(No choices to be made)

[CHAPTER 1]
Attempt to explain my situation.
Decided to tell them I wasn’t a boy.
Stay put.
I could see that. / Wow, I had no idea.
Ask Hijikata if I can help around the compound. / Quietly return to my room.
Stay behind in the headquarters.

[CHAPTER 2]

Leave and search for my father.
Scope things out.
Need to take care of Nagakura.
No, show me your hand right now.
…want to come.
To Mount Ten’nou.
Fight as well.
I’m not sure I agree.
Left him alone.


[CHAPTER 3]
Return to my room.
Go back to my room.
Am glad he’s alive, though.
Stay.
Cried for backup.
Get help.
Yes, please.
It’s not any of my business.
Their interest in me.
We shouldn’t.
Sen
…think I understand what you mean.

[CHAPTER 4]
The soldiers.
Someone close to the people who were leaving.
I don’t think so.
Yes / No
Stay in my room.
Run away from the room.
Call for help.
Please don’t push yourself.
I’m sure they understand / Can I be one too?
Still wanted to help.
I’ll do anything.
Ran after Nagakura.
I want to help.
Trust Hijikata.
Return immediately.

[CHAPTER 5]
Okay, I understand.
Do you have to go?
It’s not over yet.


[EPILOGUE]

(No choices to be made)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

At this point you have collected  all of the CGs for this route! Congrats :D

For the Bad Endings, go to the  title menu and make the following selections:

  1. Record of Service
  2. Chapter 5: Story Chikage Kazama
  3. Romance LOW

Bad Ending 1:
I might be a monster.
Kodo’s daughter.

Bad Ending  2:
You guys are the monsters.
Kodo’s daughter.

anonymous asked:

I got a confession to make, the more I rewatch the less I like Zeke, he is a bit of a fuck boy, can't decide where his loyalties are or even what's that he wants and is definitely not good enough for either Mylene or Shao

weird cause its pretty opposite for me. like ya zeke’s kind of a fuckboy im not gonna dispute that, but also he’s just growing up and he’s at a difficult transition point in his life and trying to figure out whats right for him. part 1 i was more ‘ugh zeke is so annoying and dramatic’ and very ‘pro mylene’ in terms of their relationship but now i feel like i understand him better and tbh i don’t think mylene is good for him bc she’s just so unsupportive while he’s just figuring out his life (don’t get me wrong i still love mylene but that relationship just needs to stop). when it comes to shaolin though i feel likes it’s more of a problem in communication. shao hasn’t told everyone his backstory, yet not all the characters know where he’s coming from or what his motivations are, including zeke, which is why zeke blows up at him the way he does at the end of part 2. and as much as i hate zeke for doing that and leaving shao like that you can’t blame him for simply not knowing, ya feel?

anonymous asked:

I hope it's okay to ask you for help: So I'm a lesbian and a while ago my partner came out as a trans boy. And now I decided to break up with him because I'm not attracted to boys. But now he's trying to get me to not break up with him with saying he could go back to being a girl and gender wouldn't matter for love even though I've told him I'm not attracted to boys. Do you think it's okay I broke up with him "just because he's a boy"?

it’s completely ok to ask for help don’t worry!

I think it’s ok for you to break up with him, you’re not attracted to boys so there is nothing wrong for not wanting to keep dating a boy. It’s important that you both feel comfortable in your relationship and if you’re not comfortable with dating a boy then you don’t have to date one! 

I think it’s also important that he understands that it’s not his fault, there is nothing wrong with him and he shouldn’t “go back to being a girl” because it won’t make him happy!

anonymous asked:

I love basement!Gee Way and sub!Gee and I can not help but imagine him shouting "mommy"

giving him punishments whenever he touches himself or cums without permission such as making him wear butt plugs around the house or spanking him and making him whimper and whine, then beg for you to fuck him, pleading eyes gazing up into yours and sputtering “mommy i want you so bad please” and you just shake your head and tell him that he needs to be a good little boy if he wants his cock to feel good, and when you finally relent and decide to fuck him, he’s just moaning mommy over and over again, loving how amazing you feel around him, unable to keep quiet

#Sin

2

Time for a cat update?

After I had to put down Vasquez in August, Ghoul went a little crazy being a solo cat (as in she was very bored, missed Vas and was driving me crazy). I floundered about getting another cat so soon. I had a pretty long checklist of what I wanted in another cat, not just for me but also for Ghoul. Like, a kitten would be easier on her, but an older cat is less training for me. Someone friendly with people for me. Someone high energy and well socialized for her. I was determined to wait for the right animal.

Came across this orange boy in October. I didn’t expect him to hit so many points on my list, but decided to trust my gut (and noblevices).

Named him Gourd.

The first picture is about two weeks after I got him. She wasn’t too keen on him, but he basically flirted his way into her good graces. He was good at it too- I suspect it’s because he was a tomcat.

Second picture is from mid march, chilling together at the vet.

Ghoul and Gourd are a great match. They play, chase and wrestle a TON, which is something Ghoul has been sorely missing. Gourd tries to snuggle and groom her, but Ghoul just isn’t ready for that sort of commitment haha. Still, Ghoul is happier and calmer than she’s been in years. Gourd has lost some of his fat cheeks, thick neck and bristly fur for more of a… marshmallowy feel. I also swear he’s turned darker orange, it’s not just the shitty phone camera and lighting.

We’re still working out a few things like letting me touch bellies and paws without getting nipped, but otherwise I’m really pleased.

Anyhow, that’s my update I guess. Now nobody will be surprised by random photos/art of an orange cat :)

7 times Victor Nikiforov was extremely gay for his fiance and it showed on his face

7. The “my boyfriend just made puppy eyes at me so I decided to give him my soul, my body, and the whole world” look.

6. The “this boy is so cute and perfect I want to squeeze his cute little body and kiss his face but since I can’t kiss his face I’m going to settle with squeezing his perfect body everytime I get while I scream internally” look.

5. The “ZOMFG DID HE JUST BLEW A KISS AT ME?? DID YOU SEE THAT??? OMG I THINK I JUST DIED A LITTLE” look.

4. The “I’m at the point of no return nobody save me i’ll die happily in the arms of this wonderful boy” look. 

3. This one needs a gif. The “somebody hold me right now this boy is too cute for this world too beautiful omg what’s happening what is this feeling inside of me ***It Must Be Love playing in the background***” look. 


2. The “I saw him already this morning we woke up in the same bed and everything but oh my god Yuuri there you are why did you took so long nevermind I’m so glad you are here I’m so happy to see you again run to my arms my beautiful fiance” look. 

1. The “literally dying from proud I am, how much I love this wonderful, perfect boy, how happy I am to see him triumph and how unbelievably lucky I am to be engaged to him” look. 

How I Accidentally Tamed a Puma

So me and two others were playing a one shot since the dm wanted to get back into practice, and he said that he’ll make any characters we bring work. Essentially all of our characters lost their memories and we needed to go on a treasure hunt to get them back.

So our characters go through the forest amd encounter a displacer beast, which was essentially a puma but with magic and goo. After a while of beating it down, we hear more meows and giggles and realize we were getting surrounded by a lot of pumas.

I knew this and panicked

Me: I’m going to carry the Puma and run!

DM: Alright, roll for a strength check

Me: //ends up rolling, after mods, a 22//

DM: //sighing exasperated// You SOMEHOW manage to lift the displacer beast and take off running away from the sounds.

Later on while running we end up near the black knight which is WAY stronger than any of us and I rolled for animal handling to calm the Puma and not die of claws. We eventually get rescued by this one NPC and he heals up the displacer beast.

Me: Is Lucky going to be okay??

DM: Wait you named it Lucky?

Me: He’s a handsome boy!

DM: Alright so Lucky is healed up, he’s purring all happy like.

Me: Wait wait wait, does this mean that I can keep him?

DM: Roll me animal handling

Me: //rolls a nat 20//

DM: //head in hands// Lucky has for some reason decided that he likes you and he is now essentially your pet. Congrats, you just tamed one of the most feared creatures in the forest.

dokurochrome  asked:

Yurio gets drunk for the first time and he just goes on twitter and rambles about how he really likes Victuuri actually.

Twitter Rambles

Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky 
I wish I had @v-nikiforov hair when it was long. It was so pretty.

Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky 
You don’t understand, his hair was so pretty. I cried when @v-nikiforov cut it.

Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky 
Do not get me started on @yuurikatsuki

Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky
@yuurikatsuki is prettier than @v-nikiforov. There I said it.

Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky 
I mean, @yuurikatsuki can go from cute and dorky to sex symbol in like seconds

Christophe Giacometti @christophe-gc
Sounds like someone has a crush @yuri-plisetsky 

Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky 
What gibberish are you sprouting @christophe-gc?

Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky 
I sometimes wonder who has better legs between @christophe-gc or @v-nikiforov

Phichit Chulanont @phichit+chu
And who wins? @yuri-plisetsky 

Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky 
It was @v-nikiforov until I saw you in shorts @phichit+chu  

Phichit Chulanont @phichit+chu
Did you just flirt with me @yuri-plisetsky?

Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky 
No @phichit+chu, I didn’t flirt with you. My boyfriend would kill me.

Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky 
I have the best boyfriend ever.

Christophe Giacometti @christophe-gc 
Please do tell us about your boyfriend @yuri-plisetsky 

Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky 
But you know him @christophe-gc

Christophe Giacometti @christophe-gc
I do? @yuri-plisetsky 

Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky 
Yeah @otabek-altin 

Victor Nikiforov @v-nikiforov
WHO IS DATING MY SON!? @yuri-plisetsky 

Yuuri Katsuki @yuurikatsuki 
Is no one else concern as to why @yuri-plisetsky is suddenly being so honest.

Yuri Plisetsky @yuri-plisetsky 
Yura decided to have a few drinks tonight. Please disregard everything that he said.

Victor Nikiforov @v-nikiforov 
NO!!! MY ADORABLE, BABY BOY IS DATING SOMEONE!!! I WILL NOT LET THIS SLIDE!!! @yuri-plisetsky 

Yuuri Katsuki @yuurikatsuki 
Thank you for looking after him @otabek-altin @yuri-plisetsky 


Yuri groaned as he shifts around in bed, his tongue tasting like cardboard and his head pounding.

“I told you not to drink,” a voice said, causing him to groan.

“Too loud,” he mumbled while attempting to drag the blankets over his head, only to find them pinned down by something.

He huffed as he shifted around until he found a warm spot that had clearly been taken up by his boyfriend not moments ago.

“Yura,” his boyfriends voice rang out as he was nudged. “I have water and painkillers.”

He groaned, refusing to sit up.

“You said some horrible things on twitter,” he slowly cracked an eye open to see Otabek Altin standing above him with a glass of water. He sighed as he shifted into an upright position and accepted the water and tablets handed to him.

“How bad?” he croaked out after finishing the whole glass of water in an attempt to get the cardboard taste out of his mouth. Instead of answering, his phone appeared in front of his face.

“You tell me,” he huffed while taking the phone and quickly set to work opening the twitter app and groaning at all the horrible confessions he made the night before.

“Let’s run away,” he mumbled as he was joined on the bed by his boyfriend.

“If that is what you want,” Otabek said while wrapping him up in a hug.

“Better than dealing with the lovesick couple.” Yuri mumbled as he settled into Otabek’s side for a few more hours’ sleep. Hopefully his headache would be gone by then.

Twitter War AU