can we talk about his face in this movie

You Suck, Parker

Request: #111 with peter ?

Prompt: 111.  A (whispering): I really like you and want to kiss you a lot.
       B: What?
       A: I said you suck.

Word Count: 1476

Warnings: SO MANY SEXUAL INNUENDOS

A/N: Holy moly I had so much fun writing this one.

Summary: Peter and Y/N have been friends for quite some time and wow, they finally admit their feelings for each other while making a few sexual innuendos here and there. (THis is fluffy I swear).

MASTERLIST


“Y/N, when will you be home tonight?” Your mother asked you.

“Not sure. Peter and I have a Chem test on Monday and want to try and get a lot of studying in before then,”

“Meaning the two of you won’t study at all, but watch movies and then fall asleep on the couch,”

“Yeah, that sounds about right,” you you admitted.

“Alright, behave yourself and make sure you’re home by tomorrow morning,”

“Of course, mom. I’ll see you tomorrow!” You said as you left your house to head to Peter’s.

You and Peter had known each other for quite a long time, and you usually spent your Friday night’s ‘studying’ aka, attempting to study but ending up watching movies.

You would argue that you were Peter’s best friend, but Ned always says otherwise. But you and Peter were rather close, you were always spending time with him, and it was no secret to you that he was Spiderman.

And of course, you harboured feelings for the boy. For as long as you could remember you had had a crush on Peter Parker. And damn, were your feelings growing with each passing day. Peter, of course, had no idea, but you weren’t exactly sure whether that was a problem or not.

When you arrived at Peter’s door, you knocked and May let you in.

“Y/N! Peter will be so happy you’re here. He’s in his room, just go on it,”

“Thanks May! It’s great to see you,”

“Nice to see you too, Y/N,” She said as you walked away towards Peter’s room

“Knock knock,” You said, opening Peter’s bedroom door.

“Y/N, hey,” he smiled

You walked in and sat down on Peter’s chair, across from his bed where he was sitting.

“So did you bring your books?” Peter asked

“Of course not Parker. We never actually study, I thought why bother lugging heavy textbooks over here if we weren’t actually going to study,”

Peter laughed, “That’s fair, but I thought we could skip the movie tonight?”

“Skip the movie? Who are you and what have you done with Peter Parker?”

“C’mon, I had a better idea,”

“And what is this better idea of yours Mr Parker?” You questioned.

Peter smiled at you, stood up and walked across his room to his closet. He began stripping, pulling his shirt off

“Not that I’m opposed to this, but what are you doing Parker?”

Peter laughed, “I’m putting on my Spidey suit,”

“Oh, so not only are you getting naked, but you’re getting kinky,” you raised your eyebrows.

“Geez, Y/N, didn’t realize you were into that kinda thing,” Peter said, continuing to put on his suit.

“Oh there’s a lot you don’t know i’m into,” 

“Oh yeah, and what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Play your cards right and maybe one day you’ll find out,”

“I’ll definitely keep that in mind,” Peter said.

He put the mask over his face and walked over and held his hand out to you,

“Shall we, my dear?”

“And what exactly are we doing?”

“Just, come with me,”

You took Peter’s hand and followed him out onto his fire escape.

“What now, Parker?” You asked

Peter wrapped his arm around your waist and said “Now you hold on tight,”

“Oh god,” you muttered, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Suddenly, your feet weren’t on the fire escape anymore, you could feel yourself flying through the air. Your heart was rapidly beating

“Don’t worry, Y/N, I’ve got you,” Peter said.

You tightened your grip on Peter, closed your eyes, and buried your face in his neck. You felt Peter’s arm wrap tighter around your waist.

Soon, you felt Peter hit the ground, and he slowly let go of you and your feet hit the ground.

You opened your eyes and looked around, you were standing on a roof,

“Where are we?”

“I found this place not too long ago, its nothing special, but you can see so much of the city from up here, I thought it was so beautiful when I first saw it. It reminded me of you. I knew I had to show you,” Peter answered, taking off his mask.

You walked to the edge of the building and stared off watching the lights of the city. The cars’ lights reflections danced off the windows of the buildings around you. You could hear the noises of the city below, the car horns and the sirens, yet everything was quiet so high up.

“It really is beautiful up here, Peter,” you turned to look at him

“I’m glad you like it,” He smiled, rubbing the back go his head with his hand.

“Its not just the view I like, Peter,”

“Right, you like the Spidey suit, turns you on,” He joked

“More like I really like you and want to kiss you a lot,” you whispered to yourself

What?” Peter asked

I said you suck, Parker,”

Peter rolled his eyes, and grabbed your hand, “Come on, theres something else I want to show you,”

You allowed Peter to lead you across the roof of the building. There was a small garden in the corner, with a bench next to it.

“Peter, this is so beautiful,”

You approached the garden and slowly let your hand fall out of Peter’s as you bent down to admire the flowers.

“I remember you telling me you love forget-me-not’s and lilies, so I planted some earlier this season and they finally bloomed, so I figured now would be the best time to show you this place,”

“Peter, how on earth do you not have a girlfriend? You’re actually the sweetest boy I know,” you smiled, leaning over to place a kiss on his cheek.

“Well actually, there is someone I like,”

“Oh really? And who might this special someone be?” You teased, walking around the garden to lean on the side of the roof.

“Well, they know my secret,” Peter said, holding up his mask, “they also are always crashing my house and distracting me from my homework,”

Peter started walking closer towards you.

“They also can never decide what movie to watch on movie nights. Not to mention that they distract me in class too. Not on purpose, mind you, but they’re so beautiful, I can’t help but stare at them,”

You smiled, you knew he was talking about you. As soon as he started talking, you knew.

“Tell me more, Peter Parker,”

Peter was now standing right in front of you, “Well, i’ve kinda had a thing for them for a few years now. I’m kinda actually in love with them,”

“Well, in that case, there’s something you should know Parker,”

“What’s that, Y/N?” 

“There this superhero I’m kind of in love with,”

“Please tell me its not Mr. Stark, that would just make this so awkward,”

“No, but have you seen Captain America’s ass? Damn,”

Peter rolled his eyes at you.

“I’m kidding. Kind of,” you said

“Y/N,-“ Peter started

“I love you too, Peter,” You said

“Don’t you mean I really like you and want to kiss you a lot,” Peter whispered

“You dID HEAR ME,”

“Of course I heard you,” Peter smiled.

“You suck, Parker,”

“Does this mean I can kiss you now?”

“I think I changed my mind. Do you have Captain America’s number? He seems like he wouldn’t be as mean to me,”

You stared at Peter while he bit back a smile.

“Yes Parker! Kiss me already,”

Peter put his hands on either side of your face, and gently pressed his lips up against yours. 

You pulled away, “You still suck Parker,”

“I think, now, it’ll be you that will be the one who sucks,”

“Oh mY GOD PARKER!” You laughed.

“Sorry, sorry, it had to be said,” he smiled.

“So Parker, are you going to take me back to your house so we can finish up that movie night, and maybe, maybe, if you’re lucky we can talk about that other thing you suggested,”

“I think by the time you even decide on a movie to watch, i’ll be asleep and it’ll be too late for anything else,” he joked

“Well it would be the perfect way to wake up, now wouldn’t it, Parker,”

“Damn, maybe I should wear this suit around you more often,”

“Believe me, its not the suit,”

“Well, then what are we waiting for?” Peter asked, putting his mask back on.

He wrapped his arm sound your waist and shot a web to another building. The two of you were flying over the city once again, but this time you kept your eyes open.

Dreams - Dylan O’Brien

Author- @maddie110201

Pairing- Dylan x Reader

Words- 4,944 (not sure how this happened ;) )

Warnings- alot of fluff and smut

AN: Ok so this is my first fic and i’m super nervous to post this. I just wanna thank @ninja-stiles for helping keep me motivated and helping edit.


Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Best friends are supposed to be with you no matter what, they’re supposed to be there for you through everything, always be happy for you and support you.

Dylan was exactly that. We have been friends since we were little, neither of us can actually remember a time when we didn’t know each other, but our moms tell us we’ve been friends since the womb. Dylan has been there for me through everything crappy that life has decided to throw my way, and I have done the same for him. But not once did I ever think that being happy for him would kill me inside.

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Not a Fan

Originally posted by tomshollandss

+ Tom Holland

author’s note: look how cute he looks !!

BASED OFF OF THE MOVIE “STARSTRUCK” [which is amazing tbh]

prompt: tom holland is on the red carpet for his Spiderman: Homecoming premiere & he notices one face in the crowd that stands out.




WE’RE GOING TO THE PREMIERE? Tonight? Really of all nights? You’re funny, I’m not going.” Your book is ripped from your hands as your younger sister proposes a new turn of events of the day.

“Yeah, not like you go out anyways. C’mon, it’ll be fun and Mom and Dad won’t let me go alone. Plus, I’ll buy you food afterwards.” Your sister, Vee, shrugs and smirks, looking through your closet absentmindedly while brewing up a plan to get out of the house with your parents’ approval.

“You just wanna hop on Spiderman’s dic-” Your monotone voice murmurs before she brings a hand to cover over your mouth.

“That is so not true!” She says in an exasperated tone and whispers the ‘not’ in her sentence, knowing you’re right.

It’s your turn to smirk and shrug before snatching your book back and plugging your headphones back into your ears to drown out her incessant rambling and yelling.

As you’re about to reach the last paragraph of your chapter and read the secret the main character has been keeping for three books, your book is replaced with your sister’s annoying face once more. Your music is interrupted as well by said pest and a devilish smile falls onto her lips.

“Right when I see him we can go. Go with me and I’ll stop talking about him! I won’t drag you to stalk him or watch his movies–unless you want me to–and I won’t even say his name in your presence! Please, Y/N, meeting Tom means the world to me!” Vee flashes you her puppy dog eyes, despite being eighteen, and that look like she’s about to cry.

“Nice try, kid, I’m not falling for that again.” You huff and return back to your book.




“And how long are we gonna be here for, Vee?” You groan and run a hand through your ironed curls, sighing at the sight of you in the bathroom mirror. 

You look good… too good just for one little night out of bitching at your sister and being socially active in a crowd of hormonal and teenage angst.

“You look really hot, Y/N, stop worrying. Hell, if you weren’t my sibling, I’d think you’re a celebrity. I’m not kidding, you like, legit, look hot as fuck.” Vee rolls her eyes and actually speaks genuinely as she adjusts her dress–mainly her boobs to expose more of her cleavage just ‘in hopes tom will pass by our area and see her in the crowd’.

“It’s only for an hour or two. The cast will be busy anyways doing interviews and stuff.” She waves you off before grabbing her clutch and walking out of the bathroom and back to the side of the red carpet.

“Thanks for saving our spots, T.” Vee grins to her friend and pushes aside a few fangirls dressed in Marvel merch. You apologize profusely before following behind your sister who has now grabbed your hand to pull you through the crowd and towards the second row of the crowd.

You watch as everyone around you screech and cheer for certain celebrities walking past on the red carpet. You yawn and cautiously try not to mess up your makeup. You stand here for an hour before you sigh.

“I’m getting a drink, Veronica,” You yell in your sister’s ear over the intensifying noise surrounding you. She nods before going back to her conversation with her friend.

You awkwardly shove partially drunk and overexcited people out of your way before apologizing immensely. It had to be done because no one notices you trying to get through the crowd.

You finally find the bar, wondering if it is open to the public. You shrug and run your hand through your curls once more after being so overwhelmed by this whole stupid event that probably won’t matter after tonight. Tonight is just a waste of your time.

You don’t seem to notice the huge sign next to you that reads “Celebrities’ Lounge” next to you.

The handsome bartender smiles kindly at you and you return the polite smile before ordering a glass of sparkling champagne. You reach in my purse for a twenty before the bartender speaks up.

“No charge.” He smiles and winks at you before turning to the guy next to you. Unbeknownst to you, that guy is looking at you in awe. That guy is the main reason why you are here tonight: Tom Holland; something inside your head is begging you to turn and look and see who is next to you.

You almost bring your head to look, but you decide against it.

“She’s gorgeous. I’ve never seen her before.” Tom comments to Harrison causing Harrison to turn and watch as you strut away with a champagne glass in hand and looking even more like a celebrity. 

The two turn back around and search the menus for a drink and a possible bite to eat before walking down the red carpet.

For a moment, you stop in your tracks, feeling some sort of ominous pull towards the bar. A second passes as you look back at the bar and your eyes fall upon two young men with their backs turned to you.

“I’ll to look her up.” Harrison says quickly with his jaw dropped before ordering two drinks for him and Tom. The two receive the drinks before the bartender rings them up.

“That’ll be twenty-seven dollars and fifty cents.” The same bartender says gruffly to the two boys. Tom’s eyes widen slightly but he doesn’t let his shock appear very evident and he pulls out a twenty and a ten from his wallet.

The two boys exchange surprised looks once the stiff bartender leaves. 

“Wasn’t he just getting cozy a second ago with your new love interest? I mean, I haven’t seen you so in awe since Tessa.” Harrison chuckles and gestures with his drink over towards the direction you just disappeared to. 

“Yes but Tessa is my baby, that’s different.” Tom huffs and smiles at the thought of his beloved pitbull, Tessa–the most important thing in the world.

Back over in the crowd, you meet back up with Vee and her friend. You huff and sip–chug–on your champagne and sigh, thinking of better ways of spending your Friday night.

“I heard Tom is nearby. Haz and him just stopped to get drinks, look! They tweeted about it, T!” Vee screams in excitement. Genuinely happy for your sister, a small smiles manages to pull at your lips seeing her face light up. Alas, a light reminder pops up into your head–you despise Tom Holland, not personally, but just his image.

“Did you see him at the bar, Y/N?” Vee grips your arm tightly and releases it once you glance down. Her hand imprint leaves a mark on your skin but instead of pointing it out, you answer her question.

“I don’t know, I could of. It was busy,” You shrug the two fangirls off with a simple sip of your champagne glass, looking the most elegant within the crowd.

Vee screeches once she sees that Tom, Harrison, and Jacob starting to walk down the red carpet all of a sudden. Everyone in the crowd cringes at Vee’s high voice but nonetheless scream and scramble to get their phones out.

This is the last night hearing about Tom fucking Holland, I can do this, you think. It’s worth it, I got this, no more Tom Holland

Within the chaotic group of screaming and jumping people acting like complete fools, pushing and pulling people to try and get near the barricade, you stand in place with a blank expression and simply sip your champagne.

As Tom approaches, you swear he looks and locks gaze with you for a moment, easily picking your calm and unfazed demeanor out apart from the crowd, and he whispers something to Harrison and Jacob.

Groaning, you turn and begin to swiftly walk away to refill your drink, knowing you can’t be sober if Vee’s gonna stay here the whole night. Despite the deal of ‘seeing’ and ‘leaving’, you know she’ll make you stay the whole night until Tom tweets or posts on social media of being in his hotel room.

“Hey, wait!” Harrison holds a a hand out to signal you to stop but with your back turn, you don’t notice the Brit talking to you. Vee and T screech louder than before.

Harrison runs up to the barricade, getting the attention of all the cameras, crowd, and celebrities. Harrison searches the crowd and grips the barricade. Vee and T yell and reach out and touch his arm.

Harrison turns around to Tom with wide eyes, causing Tom to mirror his expression. Out of nowhere, the three boys are running all the way down the red carpet in search of you–the one sad face in a smiling crowd.

“Last day.” You whisper to yourself before emerging in a traffic of people. You look down at your shoes for a moment and sign. While your head is down, another body knocks in to you, sending your glass flying and you falling to the ground.s 

“Holy shit, I knocked her over, Jacob.” A British voice rings out. Slightly concussed, you groan and rub your head. Shrieks around you fill the air, causing you to cover your ears at the shrivel noise, your head pounding even more immensely.

“Ha, I guess you could say she fell for you.” Another voice rings, but this time it’s an American accent. You pick up a sarcastic laugh before someone grabs you.

“Hilarious. Shit shit shit, okay… um, let’s get you up. I’m so sorry.” The voice says once more and you feel someone pull you up. You squint at the bright lights and close your eyes slightly.

“C’mon, we gotta go to the lounge so you can rest.” The voice says with worry thick in his tone, causing another voice to laugh.

“Or so lover boy can meet his princess.”

PRINCESS? Alas being trapped in a concussed state, before you can speak, the dizzy world fades into black as sleep claims you with the last thing you hear is: “Fucking hell, Harrison, I told you to stop her, not fucking kidnap her!”

BTS reaction to you coming to them crying

Jin:

Jin would be really upset that you’re sad. He would hug you tightly and kiss your cheek softly. He would sit you in front of him and give you a little massage. “Shhh… tell me what’s wrong, sweetie…”

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Yoongi:

Yoongi wouldn’t say much. He’d let you cry it all out while you were in his arms before asking you to say anything. He would rub your back softly. “I’ve got you… do you want to talk about it?” He’d ask softly.

Originally posted by jeonbase

Hobi:

He would feel so sad when you were sad. He would try to make you laugh and do silly things but when they didn’t work, he would get a little choked up. Hobi would take you in his arms gently and hold you close. “Don’t be sad, jagi… I’m right here…”

Originally posted by minseokhoseok


Namjoon:

Namjoon would like to talk it out with you. He’d softly ask what was wrong and just listen. He wouldn’t leave your side until you were okay, then after he would take you out for a nice diner. “Does this help you feel better, baby girl?”

Originally posted by bangtan


Jimin:

Jimin would be a a bit teary-eyed to see you so sad. He would tell you to stay there for a minute. He would go and run you a warm bath, put some blankets and your favourite pjs in the dryer to make them warm~. Then he’d make you some nice soup for afterwards. “I know how to make you happy, princess!”

Originally posted by nnochu


Taehyung:

He would make silly faces at you to try to make you smile at first. When it didn’t work, he would make you some hot coco. Tae would wrap you in a fuzzy blanket and put your favourite movie on for you to watch~. “Does this make it better, honey bun~?”

Originally posted by sonyondan


Jungkook:

Jungkook would immediately take you into his arms, scoop you up, and lay you down in a warm bed. He would lay beside you, holding you close then he would softly sing to you until you fell asleep. “Shhh… we can talk about it when you wake up, baby.”

Originally posted by ohkkaido

Daydreaming

Summary: Bucky Barnes is a superstar actor in Hollywood, and the reader works as a photographer for an upscale fashion and pop culture magazine. One day, she is assigned to take photographs of Bucky to promote his upcoming movie, but her schoolgirl crush on Mr. Barnes proves to be a problem.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 3,547

Warnings: Smut (a little bit of D/S undertones, unprotected sex. Don’t get pregnant or catch STI’s,kids). Also some fluff, it’s not 100% smut.

A/N: This is my submission for Kait’s (@bionic-buckyb) 5k AU challenge! My prompt was “Model/Photographer”. Hope you enjoy! (also if anyone can guess what reference I’m making with the fake movie title I put in this fic, you get brownie points!)

Originally posted by little--batman



Another day, another photoshoot in the studio with some rude celebrity who thinks they’re better than you.

You sigh, shuffling over to the strobe to make sure it’s synced properly to your camera. With a quick press of your shutter button, the light goes off, and you’re satisfied that everything is set up perfectly for today’s shoot. Your contentment doesn’t last long, though; the thought of having to deal with another snobby subject clouds your brain. Sure, the concept of meeting celebrities every day at your job seemed cool, but once you got used to it, you realized that they’re all just regular people. There was hardly anything special about anyone you met, aside from the few who were very nice and complimented how good you made them look with your camera.

“Oh, wonderful, you’re all set up!” Michael, the fashion consultant and your bosses’ assistant, bursts through the studio doors. “James will be here in a second. I want you to make him look SO sexy in these photos, got it, Y/N? Carol needs to be proud of our work when she’s back from vacation.”

You shake your head and give him the slightest pathetic smile you can. “I can’t make someone sexy if they already have an ugly face, Michael. Now which James are we talking about?”

“James Barnes?” Michael looks shocked, his eyes widening as he says the name. “For his new movie, ‘Farewell, Atlantis’?”

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Breaking Up With Peter Parker Would Include

anon request: A request Breaking up with Peter would include Make it a tear jerker ?

okay hopefully this was tearjerker enough:’)

a huge thank you goes out to @sheodo for the ideas and @nycspidey for editing you guys should all check out their blogs!!

requests are open:))

Originally posted by sddonald22

breaking up with peter parker would include:

- during the day at school you would avoid peter as much as you could.

- when you see peter or ned in the halls you would doge them as much as possible.

- after school you would take the exit on the other side of the school rather than facing peter.

- peter would send you a text.

- “where were you today love?”

- peter was always sweet never using pet names like baby girl or babe always using princess, darling, love.

- you would leave his message on read.

- the song i found by amber run would be playing full blast in your earphones.

- you would be holding tears back at just the mere thought of what was going to happen tonight.

- taking the back alley ways home wouldn’t be the smartest but it felt like the only way to ignore him.

- breaking up with peter was one of the hardest decisions you have ever had to make.

- when you get home you would pace around thinking about how you would tell peter.

- “it’s not you it’s me”

- “i still love you but i need time for myself”

- “i have to focus more on school”

- you hadn’t eaten anything all day.

- you felt like you could throw up your empty stomach.

- you were about to send peter a text.

- we need to talk im coming over.

- before you pressed send a knock appeared at your door.

- you opened the door to see peter holding two sandwich bags from me delmours and a bunch of dvds containing all your favourite films.

- “come in pete”

- “this is for you babe”

- he would hand you a sandwich and the movies placing a soft kiss on your cheek.

- you would inhale deeply thinking to yourself.

- this is for the best.

- “peter we have to talk”

- “yeah sure y/n, what’s up?”

- you would turn to him and the smile quickly disappeared on his face based on the expression yours held.

- “sweetheart you look like your about to cry what’s wrong?”

- peter would rush to your side wrapping his arms around you.

- you would push him away wiping a stray tear on your cheek.

- “i don’t think i can see you anymore”

- “y/n you can’t see me cause your facing the other way”

- peter would laugh until he slowly realized what you meant.

- “i’m sorry pete”

- “b-but did i do something wrong?”

- “no you were the best boyfr-”

- “was i too clingy, not clingy enough”

- “peter that’s no-”

- “is it cause i’m a nerd and ned is my only friend where as you have your clique!”

- peters voice would raise to a shout scaring you slightly but it would quickly simmer down.

- tears began running down your face quicker, similar to niagara falls.

- “peter that’s not it”

- “than what is it y/n!”

- “you have been blowing me off for weeks now! this is the first movie night you haven’t skipped in a month”

- peter paused not moving at all.

- you wanted this to be easy but peter looked like you just kicked him straight in the ribs.

- “but y/n it’s the stark internsh-”

- “that’s all i ever hear come out of your mouth peter!”

- “mr stark this mr stark that!”

- “y/n i have an explanation just listen to me”

- you paused ready to hear him out. peter was a fantastic boyfriend other than when he lies about where he is so your always worrier.

- “i’m spiderman”

- “get out”

- “what why?”

- “peter if you can’t take this conversation seriously then get out”

- your voice was getting loud and booming, you didn’t even know why you were so mad.

- tears were falling down your face quickly and you could tell peter had run out of options.

- “y/n seriously look”

- when you looked up at peter he wasn’t there.
- “up here”

- you tilted your head to look at the ceiling and peter was hanging off of it.

- “peter this is more reason to not have this relationship!”

- at this point you were shouting wanting this event to be over already.

- this new found information has stressed you out even more.

- “i have to focus on getting into stanford i can’t be worried about you every waking second”

- peter was frozen to his spot, he did move a
single muscle.

- he didn’t even flinch when i spoke to him:

- “i don’t love you anymore”

- peters mouth opened to form words that wouldnt come out of his mouth.

- “i- um”

- peter sat down on one of the chairs at the kitchen counter trying to process what just happened.

- “i have spent a year and a half with you and your telling me you don’t love me anymore”

- peters voice cracked at the end of anymore sending your body into sob mode.

- all you could do was nod.

- “peter you should go”

- all peter did was sit there with his mouth slightly open as if he was still trying to get the words through his head.

- your heart ache with pain but you had to do it.
- maybe you lied slightly.

- maybe you knew he was spiderman after listening into a phone call of his with ned.

- maybe you heard him say i do this because i want to keep y/n safe.

- maybe you had to say things you don’t mean to keep peter safe.

- when peter walked out of your door and out of your life all you could say we’re four words that made your voice crack, your eyes sting with tears, and your heart ache in pain.

- “ill always love you, spider-man.

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My other friend who is also a Gruvia shipper send me this pic after I beg for hours (since I didn’t go to watch the special screen with her because of works) T^T It’s the scene when Juvia got hurt.

She added “Their moment is not really romantic but SUPER CUTE!!!” (She shouted from the phone) Juvia hugged Gray but he just complained like ‘what is wrong with you’ but didn’t push her away so yeah some development. The ending song was the scene that every ships (Nalu Gruvia Gajevy + Erza + Wendy) stand beside each other and holding their wooden beer mug. Gruvia stands next to each other and they were so closeeeeee,both their bodies and their beer mugs.(Actually she said there was 0% distance between their bodies) and they both smiled to the camera.  She liked the scene when after the fight that Juvia got hurt and Gray ran to her and asked ‘Are you okay’. She said that his voice was really gentle and sounds like he care so much about her.   can see how much he care about her by seeing his face. There was also a scene that Gray thought or sensed about Juvia. (She called it 'Juvia sensor’) “

and yeahhhh I think this is my last submission. I think I will go see it myself on 13th and I will tell you all the gruvia details !!!


Thank you so much for the information and picture submission! I see this is the part where Juvia throws herself in front of the little girl and takes the attack. That’s where Gray screams her name and goes devil slayer mode for his bae. ;) 

I know Juvia will be almost entirely comedy in this movie, and that’s fine. It’s been a long time since she’s acted that way, and the Japanese LOVE IT (again, difference in Japanese and Western culture). All the tweets say she’s super cute. I also like that Gray’s main fight (his only one, really) is with Juvia. 

I saw the ending credit photo actually, so I know what you’re talking about. The person who shared told me not to post it, as they themselves unfortunately weren’t allowed to either. But YES. It’s ADORABLE. We see Nalu, Gruvia, and Gajevy–their arms around their girls. Gray’s face is leaning into Juvia’s hat and he’s smiling. xD So this is the picture the Japanese were excited about. It’s a group shot.

Despite Gruvia being a comedic aspect of the movie, I’m glad we can really see how much he does care for her. That’s their dynamic in the manga too, we know Gray loves Juvia. ^^ Even when they’re married, Gray will still make faces when Juvia is acting like…. Juvia. lol.

We all need some sweet fluff right now. Here, have a cookie.


“Babe, I lied,” Magnus whispers to him as Jimmy Kimmel goes through his opening monologue, talking at length about Isabelle’s movie and its twelve nominations.

Alec frowns, turning to face him. “What?”

“I lied,” Magnus repeats, and his voice trembles just slightly enough for Alec to know he is serious. “I’m not cool about this. At all.”

He smiles the most reassuring smile he can muster, bringing Magnus’ hand up to his lips to kiss the back of it. “I know,” he murmurs. “It’s gonna be alright. You’re allowed to be nervous, it’s okay. I’ll be just here and hold your hand.”

“If I die, I want you to raise Chairman Meow as your own,” Magnus tells him solemnly.

“He’s already my own,” he replies softly. “And you’re not going to die. You’re going to win that shit because you’re the best and Morgenstern can suck it.”

“Oh God, if he wins, I quit this career to move to a nice and warm country and become a tarot reader, I swear.”

Alec chuckles, rubbing his thumb on the back of his hand. “And where would that leave me?”

“As if I’d leave without you,” Magnus retorts at once and Alec smirks.

Worth The Risk {Part 14} - Final Chapter!

Bucky x Reader
Summary: Bucky knew that all Steve wanted was for him to get along with her, but was it really worth the risks?

Part 01 / Part 02 / Part 03 / Part 04 / Part 05 / Part 06 / Part 07 / Part 08 / Part 09 / Part 10 / Part 11 / Part 12 / Part 13

Word Count: 2318
Warnings: none! Just some well deserved fluff ;)

Originally posted by seabasschino

“You’re lucky him and Wanda thought you two were cute.”

You froze, eyes widening as you stared at Sam in horror before letting them flicker up towards your friend.

Bucky had stopped as well, his spoon full of cereal held midair. 

Usually you ignored Sam’s unwanted comments, but this time the words slipped out of your mouth before you could even think them through.

“Fuck off, birdbrain.”

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😭I Like You Okay? [Part 3] (Grayson x Reader)

Summary:  Can u do a grayson imagine where him n y/n like each other, but neither of them tell each other but Ethan knows ofc. So u tried to move on. N Grayson been actin like an ass wit u cus he saw u out having lunch with Cameron Dallas (him Ethan n Grayson are friends in this) n u guys have a heated argument leads to him kissing n then to you guys having rough but passionate sex n u guys get caught by Cameron Dallas n Ethan coming back to the twins apartment.

Warnings: Kissing/Cursing

A/N: ¾ of I Like You Okay? Thanks for reading you guys and remember requests are open! I also felt this was sorta all over the place and I’m sorry!

Part 1Part 2 / Part 4

Originally posted by dolanslife

It’s been almost two months since Ethan and I had our make out session and when Grayson caught us. Grayson hasn’t spoken to me at all since then. Ethan and I had mild conversations here and there, but nothing was the same. Since I’m not so close to the boys anymore, I’ve gotten close to some other guys, one being Cameron Dallas. Cam and I have been messaging back and forth and have gone on a few dates and to be honest, he was pretty great. However, it felt so weird not texting Grayson or E about Cameron and I since we all basically weren’t friends anymore. I was lying on my couch since I had just woken up to a snapchat from Cameron.

‘Good Morning’ Was all that was said. He was lying in bed so I’m assuming he had just woken up as well. I snapped him a picture of my feet replying with ‘Good morning. How’d you sleep.’ I roll over on my side when my phone buzzes. ‘Would have slept better with you by my side ;)’ I chuckled to myself and I hear my phone buzz this time with a text from Cameron.

Cameron😍: I just woke up do you want to get lunch or something :)

I just smiled and replied ‘sure :)’. I knew he would probably want to go to In N Out since that’s where we always went. I went into my room and I threw on a simple white tank top with a gray cardigan. I also wore my light washed jeans and some sandals. I texted my Uber driver to meet me out front of my apartment. I walked out of my apartment to hear another door close as I close mine. I looked a few doors down and I saw Gray and E walk out with Sophie and Grayson holding hands. It’s been so long since I’ve actually seen them. Gray’s hair was fluffed down while Ethan’s skunk stripe was blue again. I didn’t say anything to them, but I left the opposite direction of them. I ran down the fire escape to see my uber car about two blocks away. I groaned angrily to myself as I picked up the pace. I almost tripped on a sewer grate, but I managed to survive. I opened the back and jumped inside.

“Where to ma’am?” The tan guy asked me. I opened my phone to see Cam’s text message which caused me to smile.

Cameron😍: In N Out? :)

“In N Out on Wilsheer?” I asked the the driver nodded. I was scrolling through all of my socials when I see Grayson posted a new instagram photo with Sophie. It was a pretty scandalous picture. It was of Grayson lying in bed shirtless while Sophie was straddled on top of him holding a camera.

The caption read My baby girl is a model and I’m her muse :) @ Sophiekmodelz. He’s her muse? If she was an artist I would understand. Ugh sometimes he was so dumb. I then started going through her instagram and she was absolutely stunning. Her hair fell so perfectly on her shoulders and was the right shade of blonde. Her skin was crystal clear and her eyes were a bright blue. Her lips were perfectly pink and her teeth were shining bright. I could see why Grayson chose her and not me. I stopped scrolling when I saw Ethan posted a photo on his instagram too. Gosh don’t tell me Ethan has a girlfriend now. It was a picture of Ethan with some girl, but the driver distracted me before I could see what or who was in the photo.

“Here.” He says and I give him some cash. I step out to see Cameron waving at me. I waved back and rushed up the steps to give him a hug at which I feel his lips press to my temple “

Hey you look really good.” Cameron says as his arms give me a tight squeeze.

“Thanks! You don’t look too bad yourself.” We sat down as Cameron had already ordered us some lunch. We first were just talking about small talk. He would make comments about how we met and the food, but he didn’t bring up the boys which I was thankful for. I think he noticed I was a little uneasy because he placed his hand on top of mine.

“Hey.” He said oh so gently. I looked up and smiled. He was smiling at me as his thumb rubbed the back of my hand. “Are you okay?” He asked leaning on the table. “You can talk to me Y/N.” He smiles which causes me to smile. I let out a sigh before looking back at Cameron. His hair was leaning to the right a little much, but he still looked so cute. His smile was making my heart continue to melt.

“It’s just” I began but began to trail off. “Today when I was leaving my apartment to come and see you I saw Ethan and Gray and I just miss them. I miss our movie nights, I miss helping them with their videos, I just miss having them there. I know it sounds dumb, but the fact that their lives haven’t changed without me sort of hurts. It’s like I didn’t mean anything to them ya know?” I let out a sigh. “It’s like we weren’t even friends in the first place. Like–”

“Did you not see Ethan’s instagram post?” Cameron interrupts. I looked at him confused then I remembered I was getting out of the Uber when I saw the post.

“No not yet. I was getting out of the Uber when I saw he posted a picture with his new girlfriend or something.” I said and Cameron pulls out his phone.

“Well I hope she’s not his new girlfriend or else this lunch is a little awkward.” I gave him a puzzled look which causes him to laugh. “Here look.” Cameron hands me his phone and I can’t believe what I’m seeing. It was a picture of Ethan and I last year at Coachella. I remember Grayson took this picture of us. We were on our way back to the hotel to change for some act I can’t exactly remember.

The caption read ‘I miss my bestfriend so much @your_username’ I wish things could go back to the way they were before that interview. Before Sophie. Before everything. I’m sorry Y/N’

He tagged me. I mean I get tagged in hundreds of things so that’s probably why I didn’t pay attention to the notification. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes too. I missed the boys so much. They were honestly my best friends and all because of a stupid interview and the stupid kissing it was all gone.

“Do you want to go home?” Cameron asks as I wipe a tear off my cheek. “I can take you home Y/N it’s no trouble at all. Really.” Cameron says as he takes my hand in mine. I swallowed trying to get myself together.

“Actually do you want to come hangout at my place? I can order us a pizza and we can watch a movie or something if you want. I just don’t want to be alone is all.” I saw a smile grow upon his face.

“Yeah no problem. As long as I can pick the movie.” Cameron says which we both laugh about. Cameron helps me out of my seat as his arm was around my waist. We were still laughing. He was honestly the cutest. As we get ready to leave I noticed three familiar faces. I see Grayson’s dark eyes lock with mine. I see Sophie laughing as she’s talking to Ethan. I decided I would be a little bit savage. I grabbed Cameron’s hand and locked our fingers together.

“Lead the way.” I said as I follow behind Cameron. I look back once more to see Grayson staring me down.

“Dude what are you looking at?” I heard Ethan ask as he also turned to look at me. I quickly turn forward as Cameron and I disappear in the Uber.

***

Cameron and I had ordered a pepperoni pizza and decided for some odd reason to watch 13 Reasons Why. Cameron’s hand was intertwined with mine. I sort of slid closer to Cameron to where our thighs were barely touching. My phone was on the charger when I heard it ding. Cameron looked at me and smiled. “Don’t be too long.” He says kissing my cheek. I stand up and quickly walked to my phone. I saw a name appear on the screen that I haven’t seen in so long.

Ethan👑: Were you at In N Out with Cameron today?

Doesn’t talk to me for two months and now he wants to know about my life? I just swiped the message away annoyed with him. I let out a frustrated sigh when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me and a pair of lips kiss my hair. “Who is it?” He asks as his hand moves to my waist. He was a whole foot taller than me. He was looking down towards my direction. My back was pressed against the front of his body as he held me. “Y/N?” He whispers in my ear. Just then my phone buzzes again.

Grayson 👑: Where the fuck are you?

I typed back ‘with Cameron’ and sent the message. Cameron could sense a shift in my body. “Hey Y/N who is that?” He asked caringly. “It was just Grayson. He was wanting to know where I was is all.” I said as my phone buzzed again. I was literally begging to talk to him two months ago and now I can’t get him to leave me alone. “Let me see.” Cameron says as he attempts to take my phone which I pull away. “Y/N?” He asks but I open the message first.

Grayson 👑: I think not. Get rid of him.

I was about to text back when I heard the door handle jingle. I then see Grayson wearing all black. He looked so good. Ethan came in behind him which he was wearing black ripped skinny jeans and a gray shirt. “We need to talk.” Grayson says direction towards me. “You need to leave.” He directs towards Cameron. “I don’t have to do anything. You came here uninvited so you need to leave.” Cameron says as he attempts to square up with Grayson. “Hey back up.” I said pulling Cameron towards me. “Yeah Gray he’s not worth it.” Ethan grabs Gray’s arm trying to pull him back, but Gray jerks his arm away. “Y/N we need to talk.” He says again but I stand behind Cameron. “Dude leave.” Cameron says as he takes me in his arms. “I would fight you, but I don’t want to get any blood on Y/N’s floor.” “Why are you with this guy?” Grayson asks pointing at Cameron. “I mean how can you act like we never had anything? Does he know that my lips were on yours? Or how I caught you and Ethan about to cross that ‘just friends’ line?” Grayson chuckles and runs his hand through his hair and looks around the room. “Like are you fucking serious Y/N?” Cameron let’s go of me and looks at me confused. “You almost had sex with Ethan and you kissed Grayson? What the hell Y/N is that why you guys aren’t friends anymore?” Cameron begins to raise his voice at which Grayson pulls his shoulder back. “Don’t you fucking raise your voice at her again do you understand me?” He asks through gritted teeth. Cameron stands to his feet and throws a punch at Grayson but he dodges it. I look at the boys in shock. I was waiting for Grayson to throw a punch, but he doesn’t. “I’m out.” Cameron runs out of the door which leaves Grayson, Ethan, and I. I look between the two boys. Grayson scoffs which sent me over the edge. “What the hell Grayson? Are you fucking serious right now? Two fucking months of nothing from either one of you, but the second you see me out with another guy you two think you can come back in my life?” I was heated right now. “Newsflash you fucking can’t!” I turn away and I walk into the kitchen. I hear Grayson’s footsteps follow behind me. “Babe calm–” He grabs me and attempts to turn me around to face him.

“Don’t you fucking call me that. Don’t you even. Ever since that interview nothing has been the same. Ever since Sophie, that kiss, nothing is the same. I’m so pissed at you for leaving me like this!” I started crying as I was pounding on his hard chest with my balled up fists. “I hate you. I hate you. I hate you.” I sobbed as I was still hitting his chest which he didn’t budge. He didn’t flinch. He didn’t do anything except take it. I finally tired myself out and cried into his chest which his arms wrapped around me as he held me.

Originally posted by exist-in-mind

“What about Sophie? Why the hell can you have someone and not me? In what world is that fair?” I pulled away and wiped my tears.

“Sophie isn’t Cameron Dallas. Some guy you met on Tinder. Sophie is real and–” I cut him off.

“Cameron actually treated me like a person! He fucking liked me. If you and Ethan didn’t interrupt we would probably be making out right about now!” I shouted which struck a nerve with him. I saw his jaw clench and his eyes grow dark. I saw his hands ball into fists as he swallows I see his vein in his throat move.

“Don’t make me make you take that back.” Grayson growls lowly. I swallowed and wiped my tears. “I’ll make you scream many things then just my name.” His eyebrow raised as his eyes locked with mine.

“I hate you Grayson. Just go home please.” I said exhaustedly, but before I could turn around I was pinned up against the wall as Grayson’s warm lips kissed mine hard.

Originally posted by lovershub

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New chapter -Tom Holland


A/N: Aight, here you go. Alarm part 2! Please don’t hate me. I hope this came across as I wanted it to. Enjoy!

Tom Holland and Y/N broke up!

Dream couple broke up?!

Couple goals, not anymore! Do we still believe in love?

What happened?!

I came out of the store and put the envelopes into my bag, I brought for them. I looked left and right before crossing the street and wrapped my coat around my body. It was cold winter morning in London and I was walking down the street to the subway when I saw him. It had been two years since I saw him last in my apartment. Face to face. I tried to avoid the media as much as possible but couldn’t outmaneuver him completely. He was a rising star after all.

After our fight, I made him leave. I changed my number and even moved to a completely new place, so he couldn’t contact me even if he wanted to. After all this time in which I started from zero again, I was happy to realize that I wasn’t feeling hurt or heartbroken anymore. I was just sad that something so beautiful ended that way.
He was walking Tessa and was looking down to his phone and while I was debating whether to say hi or not he looked up and took that choice away.

His mouth dropped and he stood his ground while Tessa was confused and pulled at her leash to keep going. I smiled halfheartedly and raised my hand to wave at him shyly. When he still didn’t move I gathered my courage together and decided to walk over to him.
“Hey!” I greeted him and left my hands in my pockets so there wouldn’t be an awkward should-we-shake-hands-or-not-moment.
“H-…uh..Hi,” he stuttered and scratched the back of his head and looked down again.
“You look…good,” he complimented me and I cracked a half smile.
“Thanks! Can’t say that about you though. Tough shoots?” I asked and he nodded while chuckling nervously.

“Yeah, you know how it is. Never done two movies at the same time. It’s kinda kicking my ass.” He chuckled and ran his fingers through his hair like he always did when he was nervous.
“Alright. Nice to see you again,” I said politely and was about to turn away to leave when he stopped me.
“Y/N! Can we-…uh talk?” He asked suddenly and I shot him a look over my shoulder. His face was pale, only cheeks and nose slightly red from the cold. One hand holding the leash of Tessa, the other one going through his hair every now and then. His eyes not able to look into mine longer than a few seconds.

“Sure,” I answered and he let out a breath of relieve.

“My apartement is around the corner, we could go there. Have a coffee-…or, or not. I mean if it’s weird. We could go to a café but I don’t think that you would want to have pictures taken with me. I mean, it’s up…”

“Your apartement is just fine, Tom,” I said and when I said his name his head shot up and he looked into my eyes, with an expression I couldn’t quite define.
“Yeah. Uh…just around the corner,” he said after gathering himself and lead the way.

My heart skipped a beat when I realized which one was his apartement. I knew this door, these steps, this doorbell. We almost moved in here together. We were sitting at the table and he made some sugary tea which we were sipping in silence now.
“So, did you finish college?” he asked as if we were best mates catching up.
“Yeah. I did, a year ago actually. I’m working now.”

“You do? How is it going?”

“Really good. If I keep receiving orders I could open up my own office in a few years. How about you?” I asked him and pushed my hair out of my face which were falling over my shoulders.

“Always rolling. As always,” he answered and we both fell into an awkward silence where we neither could look at each other nor dare to make a sound.

“I’m sorry.” He finally broke the awkward silence and I looked up to see teares in his eyes.

“I know,” I said and stirred my tea again for no reason.
“You really broke my heart,” I added not because it would change anything but because I had to say it.
“I know. I really am sorry for everything I caused you. The last thing I wanted was to hurt you. And yet, I did,” he said and I could hear his knee bounce under the table nervously.
“Well, I am fine now. I’m happy,” I said and gave him a reassuring smile. I took the mug into my right hand to take a sip, while I hid my left under the table.

“That’s good. Really.” He looked up with a sad smile on his lips and ran his hand through his hair again. “I wish I could say the same. After…we broke up, I couldn’t deal with the thought of never seeing you again. You changed your number, your apartement. It, it was like you never exsisted,” he said and I could see his hands trembling. Was it a bad idea to come here? To dig up the past? I could feel the tension grow between the two of us but neither one of us dared to say something for quite some time and the only noise was the rain hammering against the windows.

“I never got to thank you. After all I did, you still protected me from the press and did not tell them what really happened. Thank you. Even though I would have deserved every bit of hate from the media and my fans.”,he said and started fiddling with his fingers.

“I did it because I just wanted to get out. Clean cut, without the drama. And it wouldn’t have changed anything, would it?” I shrugged my shoulders and tugged my hair behind my ear to keep it steady.
“I’m sorry,” he repeated and suddenly his hand was lying on mine and I flinched away.
“I know this is unbelievably stupid of me to hope but I still wish a future for us. It was a mistake that will never happen again. And now that you finished college we could always be together. You could work from where we are and it would be…”

“I’m getting married.” I blurted out and interrupted him mid sentence. His mouth dropped and his eyes widened, trying to understand what I just said and I panicked.
“I’m engaged. He was my neighbor at my new place. I’ll be marrying Chris in a month.” I pulled my left hand out from under the table and laid it on top of my right, showing the diamond engagement ring on my ringfinger.

“I-…Congratulations,” he said, while staring at my hand and was still not able to process what I was telling him. Another awkward silence spread between us and I felt incredibly awefull.
“I should go,” I said and stood up while shouldering myself into my coat at the same time.
“Thanks for the tea. It was nice to see you again.” I said and was about to rush out when he gathered himself together.

“No, wait! I-…Are you happy?” With him, he wanted to add but even though he did not say it , I knew what he meant.
“We’re not going to do this Tom.” I shook my head and he shook his head as if he was waking up from a trance.
“Of course. That was-…I’m sorry. I’m happy for you,” he stuttered and I shoved my hands back into my pockets.
“Good bye Tom.”

***
~POV change~

Tom thought that he would never see you again after you rushed out of his apartement. Fled, really. He was devastated to a point that he could not breath after you left and he had to sit down to calm his nerves.
Weeks past and Tom came home from the grocery store when he found an envelope in his mailbox. He took it inside and what he saw when he opened it, made his knee tremble and a gasp escaped his mouth.

Dear Tom,
I’m sorry that I fled that day. You deserved a more detailed explanation but I was afraid and certainly not ready. This may seem bizzare to you but I would be really happy to see you at my wedding. No I’m not delusional like most people thought when they heared what I had decided to do. I need you to see that I am happy, so you can move on and be happy too. If you still care for me just a little bit I’ll see you at my wedding. I hope you do.

Love, Y/N.

Attached to the letter was an invitation.

***

It was past midnight. The wedding was almost over, only family members hanging around, chatting in distance, slightly drunk. Tom didn’t have the courage to show up earlier, with the mass staring at him and your family judging him. He was wearing a casual tuxedo when he arrived at the  place and he was hoping that you did not leave yet. The darkness allowed him to melt in with the shadows so no one recognized him while he made his way to the tent, which was arranged beautifully. He was sure that you loved it. As he entered the tent his heart sank for a moment when he couldn’t see a bride. It was very bright inside, white and gold were the dominant colours. It wasn’t overpowering but still elegant, just how you liked it. Music was playing in the distance creating a cozy and peacefull mood. It was empty until someone appeared from the other side of the tent and stared directly at Tom.

He was taller than Tom, had darker hair than him and piercing blue eyes. Handsome for sure. Tom knew right away that he was the groom, no doubt. As of the groom, he knew exactly who was standing infront of him.
“You came,” Chris said and walked slowly towards Tom with an unreadable expression on his face.
“Even if it’s almost over,” he added when they were standing right infront of each other and Tom nodded slightly.

“I’m Chris,” he introduced himself with no anger or hatred to Toms surprise and reached out his hand for Tom to shake it.
“Nice to meet you. Congratulations,” Tom said awkwardly and shook the grooms hand.
“I know that this is not the most common situation. Having the ex at a wedding who just happens to be a moviestar,” Chris said and shoved his hands into his pockets while looking at his feet, his shoulders tense.

“I know. I wouldn’t have come if she didn’t want me to.”

“Yeah.” Chris furrowed his brows trying to find the right words but it was pointless. He let out a sigh and looked up into Toms eyes.
“Look. I know what happened between you two. I was there to pick up the pieces and put them back together. It was not my intention to marry her, hell we were just neighbors at first but we developed feelings. Really deep ones, rooted, based on trust. And that’s why I was okay with her inviting you. She is finally happy. The smile on her face that I saw today was the most genuine smile I have ever seen from her. But she needs to close the chapter which you guys left open, for her own health and happieness. So please don’t ruin it.” Chris was genuine and kind while asking him but Tom did not miss the threatening undertone.

“I won’t.” Tom couldn’t say more, there was a lump in his throat.

“Alright. I’ll go get her,” he said and patted Toms shoulder awkwardly.
“And thank you. For coming,” he added before leaving to get you. Tom followed him with his gaze and when he turned around the corner he saw you. There you were in a long, white, silky dress, elegantly hugging your curves in all the right places. Your hair was in a updo, only some streaks falling down softly from the sides, showing the affects of the long day. You were holding a glass of champagne and currently laughing at something your friend said, throwing your head back, eyes wrinkling slightly, showing your white teeth. A genuine laugh, from the bottom of your heart.
When Chris reached you, your smile changed. It was still genuine but filled with innocent love and understanding. Your eyes were glowing and in the golden light you looked like an angel to Tom. You wrapped your arm around his waist and leaned against his side while he wrapped his arm around your shoulder, his hand resting on your arm. You looked up to him and leaned in to give him a kiss and that was the moment Tom couldn’t bare looking anymore and looked away into the distance. His heart dropped a beat and he felt like someone was strangling him.

When Tom gathered himself together and dared to look up again he saw you directly looking at him. Your mouth slightly ajar, your hand still resting on Chris’ arm. You broke the eyecontact first and looked up to Chris. You cupped his face with one hand and Tom could see you say something to him which made both of them smile. You leaned in to give him a quick kiss on his cheek before you pulled away and walked over to Tom, while Chris led everyone out of the, almost empty, tent.
“May I have this dance?” you asked with a playfull, soft voice and reached your hand out for him to take it and a sad smile appeared on Toms face.
He took your hand and rested his other one on your waist while yours was on his shoulder. You put your chin on his shoulder and closed your eyes while you slowly stepped back and forth to the music in the background.

“I’m happy that you came,” you finally said and he chuckled nervously.
“You look stunning. Wouldn’t miss it,” he joked halfheartedly and made you chuckle too while your cheeks blushed.
“Shut up. Don’t jinx it!”
You two fell into a peacefull silence where time seemed to stop and it was only you two. It was in that moment you had a realization. You were happy. There was no more broken pieces in your chest. Finally, after two years, you felt whole and at peace. You were happy with who you were and with whom you’d spent your life with.

“I forgive you, Tom,” you whispered into his ear and you could hear him holding his breath while his body tensed up.
“And you should forgive yourself too,” you added while pulling away. The dance was over.
“Because if you don’t, you’ll never find happieness and I believe from the bottom of my heart that you deserve to be happy. No matter what happened in the past. I’m happy now, you should try it too. I should even thank you, for helping me find my soulmate. Even if it happened on bad conditions.”

You could see him tear up and so were you.
“I love you Tom. Always will,” you said and started backing away with a peacefull smile on your face.

“I love you too. Always will,” he answered and you could see a tear escaping and rolling down his cheek.
And with that you turned around and left the tent to go to your newly wedded husband whom you loved more than anything in the world. Finally the chapter was closed.

Tom was left behind but the strange thing was that he felt light. Like a weight was lifted from his shoulders and he could finally breath again. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes before turning around to also leave the tent and his past behind.

He finally could start a new chapter. Both of you could.

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SugarDaddy!Cal Pt. 5

A/N: I was gonna update yesterday, but yanno school is stressful yet a top priority. I don’t have much to say, but I'm glad you all like the last part and I’m thankful for all of the nice feedback in my dms. (You get to learn a small ounce about my childhood you guys lmao) I hope you guys enjoy part 5 and remember as always I need 100 notes to release part 6💕

I coulda ended it better too, sorry bout that. It’s past two in the morning on a school night and I ran out of ideas…

**WARNING**: Slight smut, not much though


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Sixteen/ Seventeen/ Eighteen/ Nineteen/Twenty{END}


“Y/N…” Calum grumbled, flipping onto his side to see you better and rubbing his eyes tiredly.

“Hmm?”

“Do you think fish go to heaven?”

You couldn’t help but to snort as the sleepy boy asked the question. You were currently in his bed and watching Law&Order SVU on Netflix as he struggled to stay awake. He had called you over an hour or two ago because he was bored out of his mind and now it was just a little past two in the morning. You were hesitant at coming over at first, not wanting to be seen by his roommate, but he convinced you his friend was heavily sleeping since it was so late at night. You also gave into coming over because you hadn’t seen him in almost a week and missed his scent and cheeky smile.

“Seriously.”

“I’m pretty sure they do, Calum, why?”

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Au where ransom is a falconer, tentatively making this part of the bakery au

“You’ve always insisted that the Falconers were the best looking team in the NHL, haven’t you, Tater?” Casey asked, camera and microphone to Taters face. “If I ask who the most handsome guy on the team is can I trust you not to point to yourself?”

Its a puff piece, just something cute to put up on Falcs tv. Tater laughs and places a hand on Casey’s head; she doesnt mind it and he likes messing up her silky locks.

“Of course Im most handsome!”

“Well you know, today TMZ released a list of 20 most beautiful hockey players and can you guess who was number 3?”

“Me?” Tater asked, laughing.

“Better luck next time, it was Jack!”

Tater raised an eyebrow. “Jack? Who else is on list?”

“No one on the team, Im afraid.”

Tater looked into the camera seriously. “What meaning is this? How come list so wrong? HEY ZIMMBONI COME OVER HERE. Actually lets go to Zimmboni, he still in Nate’s office.”

Tater led the crew down to the nutritionists office, where Jack was taking notes.

“Hey Zimmboni, you know you number three most beautiful hockey player?”

Jack looked at the camera. “Uh. Thanks for voting for me.”

“No!” Tater stated. “You pretty handsome but you know who is most handsome?”

“You?” Jack guessed.

“Ransom most handsome, why everyone sleeping with him?” Tater said. (“Sleeping on him,” jack corrected).

“Who’s sleeping with me again?” Ransom walked by at the moment, and found himself pulled into a side arm hug by Tater.

“Look at this man!” Tater boomed. “Has super cheekbones and super lips! Most handsome man! And he super smart too!”

Ransom blushed, caught between Tater, Jack, and the camera crew.

“Haha, can’t fight against that Zimmerass though, am I right?” He said.

Casey giggled. “I think Jack has that covered.”

Tater shook his head. “We not talk about ass, why you two so crass about this? I talk about face, look at Ransom being beautiful!”

Ransom blushed. “Well I can’t say I’m ugly, I’m alright.”

“Who make top twenty beautiful list in TMZ?” Tater asked. “Why they not include Justin Oluransi? He can be movie star!”

“Haha, thanks Tater,” Ransom said, staring at Tater in adoration. It wasn’t caught on camera, as the crew was focused on Jack’s amused reaction.

The interview went on, and Jack was left alone to take notes while Ransom left to head to his conditioning session.

He smiled and a pep entered his steps as he remembered the way Tater slung his arm around his shoulder and declared him the most gorgeous man on earth, and definitely in the NHL.

BTS Reaction: Not Being Able To Sleep

JIN.

You jolted awake, Jin fast asleep beside you. He looked peaceful, and you adored how adorable he looked. You had a nightmare, which seemed childish to you, but you had got them constantly and it was always about the same thing. Brushing it off, you laid back down and shut your eyes tightly.

It had seemed like hours and hours of tossing and turning, not being able to drift to sleep. Jin eventually awoke to your movements, and snaked his arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest.

“You keep fidgeting.” He muttered tiredly.

“I know, I can’t sleep. Sorry for waking you.”

Jin laughed quietly. “It’s okay. We can watch a movie together until you fall asleep if you’d like.”

You nodded, smiling, agreeing to the idea.

Originally posted by bwiseoks

SUGA.

It was one am. You laid - alone - in yours and Yoongi’s bed. He told you he would be finishing up his work in a couple minutes, and would join you in bed soon. He kissed your cheek before continuing working on his computer. His “couple of minutes” turned into three whole hours and you huffed as you couldn’t sleep without his presence. You gave up, and walked downstairs to find Yoongi still glued to his computer screen.

“(Y/n), what are you doing still up?” He questioned, glancing up at you. You sighed.

“I can’t sleep without you. Please come up to bed. It’s 2 am, Yoongi. Sleep is important.”

“And so is work. Please go to bed.” He pleaded, his fingers typing away on the key pad, and you wondered what he was writing.

“No, Yoongi. I’ll go to bed when you’re finished.”

Yoongi huffed. “Fine.” He said in defeat, shutting his laptop. He rose from his desk then kissed your lips. “Let’s go to bed.” Yoongi smiled at you tiredly.

As you both settled into bed, you curled into his side, soon drifting to sleep.

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

RAP MONSTER.

Namjoon walked into the kitchen, spotting you making a drink. The time was around 1 am, and Namjoon was confused as to why you was up at this time.

“I was wondering why you wasn’t in bed. Are you okay?”  He questioned. You shrugged, continuing to make your drink. You was tired, and awfully grumpy when feeling this way, but you just couldn’t sleep, no matter how hard you tried. He wrapped his arms around your waist, your back pressed against his chest.

“What’s wrong? I know something’s up.”

“I just can’t sleep, that’s all..” You yawned whilst finishing off your sentence. Namjoon hugged you tighter.

“Let’s do something then.”

You laughed. “Like what? It’s one am, Namjoon.”

“Let’s.. uh, build a fort?”

“Oh my God, you really are a child.. It’s cute.”

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J HOPE.

Hoseok got back from dance practice late. You heard him walking carefully up the stairs. He assumed you were sleeping, so he tried being as silent as possible. He was surprised to find you awake once he had walked into your bedroom.

“Did I wake you? I’m so sorry.” He apologized as he threw his shirt off and removed his jeans.

“No, you didn’t wake me. I just couldn’t sleep.”

Hoseok slipped into bed, resting his hand on your hip. “Oh?” He raised his eyebrow. “Well, I’m here now.” He smiled.

You shut your eyes, trying to sleep again when you heard a chuckle come from Hoseok. You opened your eyes immediately. “What’s funny?”

“You’re adorable.” He said before placing a sweet kiss on your lips.

Originally posted by parkjmzl

V.

Taehyung was concerned when he noticed you wasn’t in bed beside him. He got up out of bed, searching around the house for you. He heard the TV coming from the living room, and soon spotted you watching a movie. Your eyes were wide, staring at the TV screen.

“(Y/n), why are you downstairs?” He turned his head and noticed you was watching a horror movie. “And watching something scary too?”

“I couldn’t sleep..” You told him.

“And you thought a horror movie would help you?” He chuckled. “Come to bed. We can snuggle and talk about nonsense until you fall asleep.”

You grinned. “I’d like that.”

Originally posted by jimiyoong

JIMIN.

Jimin was on tour. Your bed felt cold without him beside you, and although he was on tour a lot, you had never been able to get used to the feeling without his arms wrapped around you as you fell into a deep sleep. You debated whether to call Jimin up. Whether to tell him you couldn’t sleep without him or to just lay awake all night. You finally decided to face time him, just to see his face, only if it was for a few minutes. He answered almost immediately, and your heart melted as you saw his lips curl into a smile.

“(Y/n)!” He exclaimed, excited to see you. “Isn’t it late? Shouldn’t you be sleeping?” He asked, a look of concern quickly casting over his face. You sighed.

“I just.. can’t sleep without you.”

Jimin nodded. “I can’t sleep without you either.”

His words made you feel better, knowing that he loved and missed you just as much as you did.

“What time is it where you are?” You questioned.

“Seven pm.” He responded. There was a short pause between the both of you before he spoke again. “Hey, I have an idea.”

“What is it?“

“Fall asleep on the phone with me. I’ll be right here.”

Agreeing to the idea, you settled your phone so Jimin could get a clear view of you as you laid in bed. “Goodnight, Jimin.”

“Night, Beautiful.”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

JUNGKOOK.

“Can I come with you? To the dance studio..” You asked, slightly nervous of what his response would be, knowing he would be confused as to why you had asked. He looked at you quizzically, which was the reaction you expected from him. He laughed.

“It’s late. You need sleep, okay? I’ll be back later, anyway.”

“Why do you need to go so late?” You questioned.

“Taehyung called saying he needed help with this dance. We want to practice as much as possible, and I’m not feeling tired anyway.” He shrugged. This left you pouting, looking to the ground.

“Ah, okay. Have fun.”

Jungkook soon left, and you crawled in between the sheets of your bed. Hours of trying to sleep, you groaned. You hated that you couldn’t sleep without Jungkook by your side.

You called him, worried why he wasn’t back yet from practice. He answered on the last ring, and you felt relief wash over you as he picked up.

“Hey, why aren’t you sleeping? Can’t you fall asleep?”

“I..I don’t know why I can’t.. guess I just need you by my side.”

“I should have never left you alone at home so late. I’m sorry. I’ll come back home now.”

You smiled. “Okay.. See you soon.”

“See you in a bit, (y/n).”

Originally posted by jkguks

Until Now

Originally posted by lucifersagents

Request: Could you possibly do a spn fic where the reader has feelings for Sam, but he is kinda oblivious, and is kinda short with her. So she seeks comfort with Dean, and sam sees them hug, and dean kiss reader (cheek, but he thinks otherwise) and relies he might actually like her. Gets super jealous and wants her for himself. Smut ending or fluff ending it’s up to you.

Pairing: Sam x reader

Word Count: 900ish

Warnings: none


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Valentine's Day special + Hinata, Tendou and Iwaizumi ♥

I feel like I wrote it just, because I wanted to write something for my favourite characters. You’re welcome.


Hinata Shouyou 

‘’Okay guys, we do as we established before. When s/o comes through the gym door, we turn the light on and then Hinata confesses. No one laughs, no one talks. You are just smiling like nice and supportive teammates - you are. Understood?’’ Koushi stated, smiling kindly at every one of them, but something about the way his face twisted was saying that refusal would do them nothing good. So they all nodded happily, already regretting coming to the school that day. 

Tsukishima was fuming inside, not being able to throw any snarky remark, because of his vice-captain earlier threat, that if one of them destroys Hinata’s special day - they will be met with terrible consequences. 

Kageyama didn’t understand the situation at all, going along with the plan and avoiding his growing disappointed, caused by the declination of practice. 

Tanaka and Nishinoya..were just themselves, stressing the poor orange head more and more as the seconds passed by. 

Asahi just sighed. 

‘’This is going to be a disaster.’’ However, the door opened, revealing their captain - Sawamura Daichi. 

‘’I saw her! Turn the lights off and get your shit together! You better do it right! H-HINATA STOP CRYING!’’ They did as they were told, giving Hinata some tissues as he slowly caught his breath. He was finally ready. After two long minutes, a crack of the door was heard in the whole gym and then it was thrown open. Shouyou, who couldn’t stand the pressure, closed his eyes and hold the red rose in front of his shaking figure. Soon the lights were on and it was the time for the final words. 

‘’I-I really liKE YOU! WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME?!’’ He screamed at the top of his lungs, with his eyes still tightly closed. Everything around him was dead silent and he couldn’t tell whether it was good or bad. In the end, he decided to open one of his eyes to see your - probably stunned - reaction. He wasn’t prepared for what he saw. 

His coach was looking at him with raised eyebrows, before his palm met his forehead as the snickers of his teammates filled his ears. 

‘’Well, I appreciate your feelings Hinata, but I think we do not..eh..belong with each other. Try again in the future.’’ When these words left Keishin’s mouth, small tears gathered in the corners of his eyes. Everyone stopped making noises for a second and then Hinata erupted. 

‘‘I-I tried so hard! I was confessing everyday to my mirror just to say it right! And now my chances are gone! S/o will never go out with me, I can just die in a hole!’’ He wailed, hot tears running down his cheeks one by one, imitating waterfall. 

And when Sugawara wanted to hug the death out of Hinata, allowing him to cry on his shoulder and ensure that he will have millions of chances, your head popped out behind Ukai’s back. 

‘’Thanks Shou-kun, it means a lot to me. Let’s go out!’’ And that was the time, the small, overwhelmed with emotions crown - fainted. Happy and satisfied, just to be sure. 

Originally posted by pidor-ismyyobidashi


Tendou Satori 

‘’Hi s/o! What a beautiful day, isn’t it?’’

‘’What do you want Satori?’’ You replied to his greeting with an ugly frown and unsettling feeling in your empty stomach.

‘’So harsh! Why do you assume I want something?’’ He gasped theatrically, squeezing his shirt in the place of the heart. Acting obviously, wasn’t his strongest point, he should just stick to the volleyball. No offense.

‘’Don’t try to lie, we’ve known each other for years, idiot. You always want something. It’s as obvious as the fact that we will die.’’ Ignoring his opening mouth, you went to your destination - hoping he would not follow you, but he did shortly after. 

‘’So depressing, I feel like we are kids again! And it’s not true, you can’t just assume that whenever I talk to you I need a favor! But this time I really need something.’’ Yeah, his smile announced something bad or even worse. 

‘’Shoot while I’m still listening. And make it quick.’’

‘’So, Valentine’s Day will be soon and I thought it would be nice if you go out with me.’’ He asked, giving you a sincere smile at which you frowned even harder. That was rather unexpected. He? Interested in you?

‘’To where?’’ You asked, groaning internally. He was a very puzzling person, who could be not only annoying, but also unbearable especially in the morning. And not to mention you were short-tempered. It explained everything tbh. 

‘’Restauration. And a walk. Or first walk and th–’’

‘’No.’’ You interrupted him angrily - rejecting his offer, but for a different reason that he thought you did. 

‘’Oh..-’’ His face twisted in the pained expression, not visible for ordinary people to see, but since you were his friend for a long time - you knew him pretty well. ‘’Okay, then.’’ He turned to walk away from you, but you quickly caught his wrist in your warm hand. 

‘’But-’’ You hold onto his slightly trembling fingers now. ‘’We can go to my or your place, watch stupid videos and movies and talk shit about people. What do you think?’’ He smirked.

‘’Marry me.’’

Originally posted by celtie


Iwaizumi Hajime

Your first two lessons ended pretty quickly, but a lunch break was nicely welcomed, anyway. After standing up from your seat, you stretched legs and headed towards Oikawa’s class, because of his previous invitation to eat with him and Iwaizumi. In a normal situation you would decline and spend time with your own friends, but the fact that Hajime was there made the decision for you.

When you finally saw them sitting next to each other and fighting heatedly, but rather silently - you only smiled at them, ignoring the painful throbbing in your chest upon seeing your crush. 

What do people tend to say? You only live once, yes? Well, no - it’s bullshit. You still were stressing yourself over and felt like you were dying. Every thought hurt not only mentally, but also physically, however, you promised Oikawa to spend time with them and keeping your promises was a priority in your life.

‘’Hey guys!’’ They immediately stopped talking (poor Tooru, silenced with the hit in the stomach), after they saw your approaching form. You smiled and they smiled back, but on the brunet’s face it looked more like a grimace. 

‘’H-hey s/o-chan! Sit next to Iwaizumi!’’ He stumbled, pointing at the empty seat beside his very flustered teammate. 

‘’Okay, is there something wrong? You were arguing just a minute ago.’’ Your curiosity got the best of you as always. 

‘’Ah! Iwa-chan has been just bitter, because I didn’t mention you were coming!’’ He joked, looking kind of better than he was. Although, his words stung just a little bit. 

‘’I can leave if you..’’ You looked at Iwaizumi, trying your hardest not to frown, but despite your greatest fears his face didn’t show anger like you expected, but astonishment. 

‘’N-nO! I WAS JUST SURPRISED, THAT’S ALL!’’ He bowed slightly. ‘’Please stay with us, sorry.’’ His nervousness made you laugh and remember why you fell for him once again. It’s so hard to resist such a precious person.

‘’Thanks! Sorry for misunderstanding!’’

The rest of the break went smoothly, well almost. Life just didn’t want to leave you alone and let you be happy even for one day. One freaking day.

’Soooo—-S/o-chan! Iwa-chan has an important question to ask you! He’s been thinking about it for a while now and I couldn’t stand it anymore!’’ Oikawa laughed loudly, showing how proud of himself, he was, but he was the only content on in your group. Your mind sank into stress again and Iwaizumi’s face showed terrifying, or even devilish furiousness. 

‘’What are you talking about, you jerk?’’ He uttered, which sounded more like a promise to kill and that nasty glare he sent Oikawa confirmed your thoughts.

’Oh, don’t be so shy! He wanted to ask you out, of course!’’ Let’s just say you stopped breathing.

‘’What the fuck? That’s not true! I would neve–’’ And then he looked at your face, twisted in a great sadness with glittering tears in your eyes. It wasn’t the fact that your crush wasn’t interested in you, you were aware of it, but the whole situation was completely humiliating to you and disappearing from their eyes and avoiding them forever was a rather great idea.

‘’Iwa-chan!’’ Tooru screamed, what was only a fainted sound for your running form. You hoped to never see any on those two again.

‘’Wait!’’ Someone, who you assumed was Iwaizumi shouted, but you ignored him. ‘’Waitt, dammit!’’ Thanks to his athlete build, he managed to run up to you and caught your wrist.

’Leave me alone!’’

‘’I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it!’’ He apologized, but you were having none of it.

‘’Yeah, right.’’

‘’I LIKE YOU, OKAY?’’ Your eyes widened and you finally looked at him, only to see he was avoiding your gaze. ‘’I do, really. I wanted to ask you out, but not in front of that stupid shi–I mean Oikawa. I know I treated you like an asshole just a second ago, but I hope you can look past it and I don’t know, give me a chance?’’ And then your eyes meet and the only thing you registered was nodding your head and his warm lips on your forehead.

Originally posted by vktvr

Southern Motherf*cking Democratic Republicans (Jefferson x Madison x Burr x Reader) 2 (Final)

Words: 2000+

Warnings: Consistent mentions of sex, flufff

A/N: i’ve been procrastinating on writing a second part to this because i suck, sorry. enjoy! also just realized that the first got more than 100+ notes? thank you loves!

Part 1


After that day, it was extremely difficult to walk out of your apartment without reporters flashing lights in your face or taking pictures of you. It was the same questions, like how does it feel to have three soulmates? And did you ever think this would happen to you? Three eligible bachelors fanning for your affection? But it was not what you imagined. It’s not what anyone imagined meeting their soulmate (correction: *soulmates) would be like.

This was just the beginning of your odd relationship with them. Burr would drop you off at work in the morning, Madison would take you to a local coffee shop on break, and Jefferson would take you home. Once he asked if you would go to his house instead, with a wink.

You didn’t.

It was hard. It was extremely hard to deal with. Your heart was torn in literally three pieces, fighting to share your love with all three of them. You were stressed, and you cursed to the universe every night. There were being even more unfair, they were making you exhausted every day.

Eliza said that you were complaining too much, and that you should appreciate what the world has given you. You retorted back, asking if she could handle having three soulmates. She blushed, wiggling her eyebrows at you.

You decided to not bring it up to her again.

After a few weeks of this, you decided to have a meeting with all three of them at your home. There were few reporters still there, and Thomas made the last few go away, with threatening to call his “resources” to make them get fired. They quickly dispersed after that, never showing their faces to you again. You shook your head at Thomas’s threat, but he insisted that it was for your privacy, and that he would do everything in his power to keep the media out of your lives.

You ordered takeout that night, the boys wanting to buy it for you instead. You scowled them for the hundredth time that day, telling them that you had enough money to spare. You appreciated their kindness, but sometimes, you wanted to treat them instead.

You heard a knock on the door, and opened it, your three soulmates standing there in front of you. You couldn’t ignore the throbbing in your chest when you saw them, the universe reminding you that you loved them more than anything. Jefferson wore a dark purple shirt tonight, his hair neatly combed (if you could do that to the curls on his head). He walked in, kissing your forehead softly. Madison strolled by next, wearing a dark blue shirt. The smile on his face made you grin back at him, he kissed your cheek. Burr was the last, wearing a black shirt. He pulled you into a hug instead, holding you as tight as possible.

They all gathered in the kitchen, sitting at the small table. You lived alone, so a small table with four chairs seemed enough for you, at the time. Now that these massive men were in your home, you made a mental note to buy a bigger table. The three of them were cramped in the apartment, constantly bumping into each other. Maybe a bigger apartment instead.

“How are you, my love?” Jefferson asked, gathering the plates.

“I’m fine, Thomas.” You replied, pulling out the rice containers. James placed his hand on the small of your back, telling you to sit down.

“We’ve got this, Y/N. You bought the food, so we’ll serve you.” Burr grabbed sodas out of the fridge, and James helped, putting ice in the cups.

You were extremely thankful for them. As you four sat down, Madison next to you and Burr and Jefferson across from you. You wanted to enjoy your moment with the boys, but you couldn’t help but bring up the point that you needed to make. They were chatting with each other, ignoring your pleas and gestures. After a minute of this, you rose you voice, causing them all to look at you.

“Listen, guys, listen. I, don’t you think our situation is weird? We’re all soulmates, isn’t that strange to you at all?” Madison was the first one to shake his head.

“Not at all. Before we met you, Thomas and I grew up knowing that there was someone out there who had the same tattoo as us. Once ours didn’t glow or hurt when we saw it, we knew there was a missing link.” Madison glanced over at Burr. “Two missing links.”

“James is right, this seems okay to me. Why, do you not like us?” Burr asked, pausing in his eating. You sighed, putting your head in your hands. You were constantly bombarded with mixed emotions from the three of them all the time. There was research done that suggests soulmates felt the pain and other emotions of their loved one, and vice versa. Since you had three, you felt all of what they felt.

Right now, you felt nervousness emulating from all of them. It was cumbersome to deal with all their emotions at the same time. Your head was throbbing, and you tried to deal with it. “No, Aaron, that’s not what I’m trying to say. I just, I don’t know if I can do this.” You whispered.

You felt a burning sensation on your arm, and looked at it quickly. The dragon tattoo on your arm was burning bright red, fading the tail of the dragon. You widened your eyes at your arm, looking at your soulmates. They were all looking at theirs as well, watching it fade.

“You’re rejecting us, Y/N?” Thomas whispered, a small bit of sorrow in his eyes.

“No, I’m not, I-“

“We’ve researched this for our whole lives, Y/N, don’t you remember? We know what happens to soulmates when one of them rejects the other. Your tattoo begins to fade. As you grow away from them, it continues to dissipate, until there is nothing left. We know what we’re talking about.” Thomas hissed, growing angry. You shook your head, looking at the dragon.

“I don’t know how I feel about all of you, about this.” You whispered. “I care about all of you, but it’s like I’m not myself anymore. It’s like, everything you guys think, everything you do, consumes me. I can’t think around you all.”

Burr grabbed your fingers, his eyes pleading with you. “We can figure this out, we are scientists. We can make it easier for you to handle. Just, just don’t give up on us, please.” Burr said desperately. You hated hearing his voice shake, but you needed some space, and space. To deal with this.

You nodded, hearing Burr sigh in relief. He was the most sensitive out of the four of you. Since you two have met, he needed constant reassurance that you were not going to leave him. You always wondered why, but never found the time to ask him about it.

“I won’t give up on you three, I need some time. I need some time to stop these headaches that I’m getting. It’s hard enough to deal with my own emotions, let alone three other people.” They nodded. You sensed relief from the rest of them, and it calmed your headache. Dealing with positive emotions were much easier than negative ones.

“Can we eat in piece, now?” Thomas mumbled, grabbing an egg roll from the pile. You smiled at him, picking the sweet and sour chicken out of the middle. “Y/N, I told you to get soy sauce.” He grumbled, staring at the sauces on the table.

“I asked the lady for it, did she not put any in the bag?” Thomas pouted, and you told him to check in the closet for sauce. Fortunately, you saved packages from previous takeout. He grinned happily, sitting back down next to Burr. “Guys, I have a question.” They all looked up at you. “Do you, do you feel the same way about each other like I feel about you. You know, romantic feelings?” Burr laughed, glancing at the two men next to him.

“Why do you ask?” Madison asked.

“Because, it seems weird that we’re soulmates and I only love you, but you don’t love each other.”

“Good question.” Thomas replied, lending you no more information. You rolled your eyes at his lack of a response.

“Come on.” You grumbled.

“We do, love each other.” Madison answered for them, twirling noodles in his fork. “Before we met you, it was more like a brotherly love. We knew we were soulmates, too, so that was kind of a given.”

Thomas interrupted Madison. “We didn’t know how many people were going to be soulmates with us, especially after we found Burr. Honestly, I thought it was going to be more than ten people, which sounds ridiculous.” He mumbled, playing with his mac and cheese. You made it for him yourself, since he was always unhappy when dinner didn’t include the “delicacy” (he called mac and cheese that constantly).

“I’m happy that it’s only four, Y/N. Three’s a crowd, four’s a party.” Burr winked, causing you to blush.

“But yes, we do love each other. Once our tattoos glowed, there was a click, at least for me, when I looked at the other two. It was like I was seeing them for the first time.” James replied, smiling at the other two. “I’m happy for us, I really am.”

“And we’ll have great sex.” Thomas murmured, making your face reddened even more than before. You were reminded of Eliza’s look when she mentioned the four of you.

“You’re embarrassing Y/N.” Burr chuckled. Thomas looked up from his food, smirking at you. He wiggled his eyebrows, nudging Burr. Burr grinned, putting his hand on Thomas’s thigh.

“Can we stop talking about the deed? I just want to watch a movie later.” You mumbled. Who knows what emotions you would feel when that happened.

“And after…?” Madison questioned, giving you an evil grin. You gasped, surprised at how blunt Madison was. He was usually the one to mediate and calm everyone down, but it seems like tonight, he was encouraging the other two. You snickered.

“Let’s just focus on the movie right now.”

“We’re definitely gonna f*ck tonight.” Thomas mumbled, and you threw a piece of bread at him. He raised his eyebrows, holding a piece of pork in his hand. You warned him with your eyes, and he grinned, tossing the piece of food at you. The sauce on it hit your face, leaving a trail of grease. You glared at him, picking up the rice container in front of you.

Thomas held his hands up in defense, looking at you. “Come on, Y/N, you started it! Just, not the rice, please. It would take me forever to get it out of my hair.” He complained, and you tossed it anyway, the pellets going on all three of you boyfriends. James sighed, picking the rice off his food. Aaron laughed, grabbing the noodle container. He looked at James, then placed it quickly on his hair, giggling evilly.

James frowned, the noodles cascading down his face. “That’s it, I’m going to stop this right now.” James grabbed the soda bottle from the middle of the table, and poured it on Aaron, and you heard a gasp come out of his mouth.

You three began this insane food fight, tossing anything that was close by. After a few minutes, all the food was on the floor, stains were everywhere; from the ceiling fan to inside your closet. When you were looking at the aftermath, they boys stared at you sheepishly. You broke out into a grin, and laughed.

“You guys are so going to help me fix this up.” James grabbed your waist and ran, carrying you in his arms. You laughed, hitting him on his back softly. “James, we need to clean this up! I don’t want it to stain!”

“We’ll clean it later, but now…” Thomas said, grinning. Aaron was hanging on Thomas’s back, all of them leading you to the bedroom. The happiness radiating from all of them made your heart swell with glee.

And that’s when you knew. You knew that you could handle being with the three of them. At this moment, you could not imagine your life without them in it.

Little Dragons (G-Dragon)

Originally posted by hell-ogoodbye

Type: Fluff

Request: Hello 💕 I wanted to ask if you could do a Kwon Jiyong scenario as a dad on The Return Of Superman? Thank you very much ❤️


“Siyeong back up” you say pushing the small walker out of the way. The 8 month old had been at the VJ tent fingering up the camera as much as her little finger could reach from it. 3 year old Jiheon sat on the floor playing with his cars. You peaked into the tent handing the man a bottle of water “it gets warm in here"you say before heading over to the other tent. Siyeong followed you as much as she could in the walker. “Mom we’re home!” you hear as your oldest sons Jimin and Sangmin. They were 9 years old and coming home later from school.

“The camera people here” Sangmin stated as he looked in the cameras. Siyeong zoomed over to her brothers before the front door opened again and she headed over. “Look at my pretty princess” Jiyong coos as he picks her up out of the bouncer and kicks it back into the wide open. “Hello” he calls as he looks around with a large smile. “So I’ll be leaving in a few” you told him “you’re not waiting?” he asked as you shook your head “I made dinner then you guys can eat. The night schedule is on the fridge and then the list of what to do” you state “kisses” you call as bend down and two sets of lips kiss your cheeks “coming” Jiheon spoke rushing over. You gave a sad smile to them all “be good for daddy” you say as you stroked your daughter’s cheek before you headed to the door.

~

“Hello” Jiyong says awkwardly sitting down “I’m Kwon Jiyong” he glances over at Jimin “I am Kwon Jimin. I’m 9” “I’m Kwon Sangmin also 9” Sangmin says as he glances down at Jiheon who was focused on his toy “what’s your name?” Sangmin asked “Jiheon” he responds loudly “how old are you?” Jimin asks “8” “he’s 3” Jiyong corrects as Jiheon smiles. “At this is the princess of the family. Kwon Siyeong she’s 8 months old” Jiyong says standing his daughter up on his lap. “I’ve been on the show when it first aired a long time ago and also with Sarang. But now I really get to enjoy the show for all its worth” Jiyong continues “I gotta poo” Jiheon says ruining Jiyong’s moment. “Alright do you need to hold my hand?” he asks passing Siyeong off and getting up.

~

The next morning Jiyong woke up and quietly got out of bed trying not to wake up Jiheon who took up most of the large bed some how. He peaked into the crib on Siyeong before heading out. He quickly went to the fridge to look at your directions for breakfast ‘if you can’t make eggs and toast we have a problem’ he read as he smiled ‘Jiheon needs cereal and fruit’ ‘and Siyeong’s baby food is on the top shelf of the fridge’ he read as he opened it up. “This is literally applesauce with a baby brand on it” he says grabbing the eggs and jelly.

Soon the bedroom door opened and the twins made their way out “brushed your teeth?” Jiyong asked “yes” they respond “moisturize?” “yes” they finish as the both go to the fridge for a drink. “Hey are the little ones a lot to handle?” he asks “they’re both attention hogs” Jimin says “watch out for Siyeong’s walker” Sangmin continues. “And you guys won’t be back until 7?” he finishes “nope” they say together.

“Mommy!” Jiheon yells before a whine fills the apartment. Jiyong makes his way back to the bedroom to see Jiheon staring down at his sister who was wide awake because of him. “Mommy?” “she left remember” Jiyong says helping him off the bed. He bent down picking Siyeong up. “Pretty baby. Look at your hair” he coos kissing her face. She gave him a large smile as he carried her out to the table. Sangmin was at the stove finishing the eggs he left there “oh man. I’m sorry” he says “they aren’t burnt” Sangmin says grabbing plates and a bowl for Jiheon knowing the morning routine oh so well.

~

Jiyong became a popular dad since he started last month. After four episodes people were in love with his children. “Where are we going?” Jiheon asked as he looked around the car. “Petting zoo” Jiyong said as Jiheon clapped. He looked at Siyeong who was half asleep. Smiling he took a deep breath. “Siyeong” he called as her eyes opened wide. “We’re gonna see puppies” he says as she smiles. “You like puppies?” he coos “I like them” Jiheon says “yeah what’s your favorite?” Jiyong asks pulling into the parking lot. “Brown ones” Jiheon answers as the door slide open to the van “yeah? Maybe we’ll see some” Jiyong tells him as he unbuckles him from his seat before moving a cross to get Siyeong. 

“Daddy hold me” Jiheon says as Jiyong looks at Siyeong before bending down and picking up his son. “I wish the twins could have come” he said as they step in. “Look” Jiyong says as he puts Jiheon down. He helped Siyeong stand up letting her practice walking as she made sounds of excitement at the bunnies. “They’re babies just like you guys” Jiyong comments “I’m a big boy” Jiheon says resting his hands on his hips “sorry just like Siyeong then” he corrects as Jiheon nods. 

Feeling eyes he turned seeing people there with their phones “look it’s Jiheon” someone says as Jiheon turns “hi” he says waving at his fans. “He’s cuter in person” the girl tells Jiyong as he smiles “thank you” he says kindly. “Can I get a picture with you guys?” she then asks as he nods. “Ji they want a picture with us” he tells his son who walks over. Jiyong picked him up and got ready to pose. He did the cute peace sign before doing another “pick one” Jiyong tells him as the picture was taken. “Thank you so much” she said to him as he nods “have a good time” she then says as he smiles “we will. Say bye bye” he tells them as they wave her off. “I wanna see goats” Jiheon says as soon as she leaves “alright” Jiyong tells him as they went to look for the goats. 

~

Jiyong was excited about today as he had all of his kids for once “we’re going shopping” Jiyong says excited “why?” Jimin asks as he finished his milk “well Siyeong is getting too big for her clothing, Jiheon covers his in stains, and all you guys were is sports wear” Jiyong lists. “We don’t need to be in fashion we need to be comfortable” Sangmin comments as he picked up the plates from the table. “You know I was a fashion icon in my day” “and you drove fast cars, smoked, dated, dyed your hair a lot” Jimin and Sangmin took turns listing off. “you guys are mean to your father” Jiyong comments as he started to feel embarrassed.  

“Did mom make you boring?” Sangmin teases “mommy is the best” Jiheon says as Jiyong helps him out of his seat “well I’m going to introduce you to skinny jeans and dress shoes” Jiyong comments not really caring anymore if they were teasing him. He wanted to get them to dress up at least once in their lives as a family for pictures and what not so he could share his perfect kids to the world more. 

~

“Hey” Jiyong says as you walked into the apartment. It was roughly twelve at night and the filming had stopped for the week. He pulled you in for a kiss as you smiled “I like being greeted like this” you tell him as he kisses you again “you know the twins are kind of rude” he comments as he pulls away. “What?” you asked him as he took your bag “they were picking on me because I used to be like rebellious” he says. “And now you’re a suburban house dad” you joke as he makes a sound “that’s where they get it from” he tells you as you push him lightly walking into the apartment more. “You know I changed a lot for you, I gave a pretty nice lifestyle” he told you “being a dad is better than being some 40-something year old bachelor?” you ask “much better” he promises. “I made perfect humans, with my gorgeous wife. I live in a large apartment in Seoul. Drive a minivan. I still live pretty good” he continued “well we should ship the kids off to one of the other Supermen so we can have a date night” you say resting your hands on his chest as his went around your waist. “

Yeah? What would we do?” he asks as a flirty smile comes across his face. “We’d get good food, that we don’t have to share with tiny hands” you start “then we can watch a movie that doesn’t have talking animals or men in skin tight suits” you continue as he rocks the two of you. “Then we can sleep in without having to worry about being kicked by Jiheon and woken up by Siyeong needing to be changed or held” you continue as he groans “that sounds great” he says “then we can even have sex” you say in a different tone as he starts laughing. “Should we spoil ourselves that much?” he asks as you nod “one night every once in a while sounds nice” you say as he nods. “Then I can call up one of the dad’s then and the show” he states “good now I want to sleep with my hard kicking son” you say as he chuckles letting go of you letting you and him head off to your room.

Self Conclusion

(Chapter One here)

Chapter Two

There was one stop Jughead demanded they made on the way to Betty’s - they stopped at his Dad’s old trailer to grab his beanie, which was now secured tightly on his head.

Betty shoved her house key in the lock, the two of them shivering from being soaked to the core.

“Promise me one thing,” Betty started, teeth chattering. “You said forty-eight hours, so give me forty-eight hours, okay? If I leave the room, don’t sneak out or anything. Promise me that.”

Jughead stood in the foyer, pulling his wet sneakers off his feet. “Yeah, forty-eight hours, I got it.”

“I’m serious. Don’t pull any shit on me. Please.”

“I won’t. Scouts honor.” Jughead held up three fingers.

Betty gave him a cautious smile, then pulled off her damp sweater. “Give me your clothes, I’ll throw them in the dryer.”

Jughead cocked an eyebrow at her, incredulous.

Betty rolled her eyes. “Okay, wait here. I’ll bring you something else.”

She climbed the stairs quickly, closing the door to her bedroom as she stripped off her wet clothing and tossed them in the laundry basket beside her dresser. She pulled on yoga pants and an oversize hoodie, then grabbed her laundry basket and padded across the hall to her parents room.

She opened her dads dresser drawers searching for something to give to Jughead that wouldn’t be five sizes too big. She settled on a pair of pajama pants and an old band t-shirt she’d never seen before, then turned and left the room.

When Betty didn’t see Jughead standing where she had left him, panic rose in her chest. 

She padded through the living room, past the dining room. Nothing.

Fuck, she thought. She continued into the kitchen, where every cupboard was wide open. He has half hidden in the fridge, his head bobbing up and down.

She cleared her throat. “You scared the shit out of me.”

Jughead stood straight up, his cheeks ballooning like a chipmunks. “What?” He mumbled through a full mouth.

“You weren’t in the hall and I thought…” She trailed off.

“Forty-eight hours,” Jughead said, swallowing whatever he had in his mouth.

Betty threw the clean clothes toward Jughead, which he caught in his hand. 

“Bring me your damp stuff and I’ll throw them in the washer with mine,” Betty said, giving him some privacy.

A few moments later, as Betty stood in the living room wringing her hands together, Jughead padded into the room with the laundry basket against his hip, clad in Hal Cooper’s pajama pants and top, a turkey leg between his teeth.

Betty stared at him incredulously.

“What? I eat when I’m sad.”

“Aren’t you always eating?” 

“I’m always sad,” Jughead countered.

Betty didn’t say anything for a moment. “I didn’t even know we had left over turkey.”

“You don’t anymore,” Jughead smirked with a full mouth. 

Betty ignored him. “I’m going to put this stuff in the washer, stay here, okay?”

“You don’t have to tell me to ‘stay here’ every time you leave the room or this is going to be a very long two days.”

“Fine. I’ll be right back,” Betty murmured as she strolled away.

Jughead let his shoulders drop as he sat on the couch, taking a bite off the turkey leg. What the hell was he doing here?

Betty padded back into the room quietly, her head down. She sat next to Jughead as he pulled the last of the meat off the bone. She ran her palms against the fabric of her pants.

“So what now?” Jughead started, swallowing what was left in his mouth. “Are we going to give each other pedicures and braid each others hair?”

Betty rolled her eyes. She really hadn’t thought this far ahead.

“Why don’t you tell me about yourself?” She said slowly.

Jughead scoffed. “We were friends until the 7th grade. We’ve been in the same school all our lives. What exactly would you like me to tell you?”

Betty steeled herself against his words. “You could tell me why you want to kill yourself.”

Jughead cocked his eyebrow. “You first.”

Betty stared at him.

“Not so easy, is it?” 

“No,” She said quietly.

Jughead sat back against the couch, his arms folded against his chest.

Betty sighed. “Look, you agreed to try. You’re here for a reason. Please?”

Jughead nodded. “Alright,” He said quietly. “Maybe start off a little bit lighter though?”

“Why don’t I grab us some drinks and then we can go to my room?” 

Jughead cocked his eyebrow. 

“It’s just where I feel most comfortable.”

Betty disappeared into the kitchen for a moment, and came back with two cans of coke. The two of them walked wordlessly up the stairs and into Betty’s room.

“Alright,” Betty said as she closed her bedroom door. She grabbed two pillows and handed one, as well as one can of coke, to Jughead. She tossed her pillow on the ground and sat cross-legged on top of it, then patted the ground across from her.

Jughead sighed and sat down.

“Why don’t we play 21 Questions? No question off limits.”

“Okay,” Jughead answered, his tone clipped.

“What’s your favorite movie?”

“I thought you said we were going to start off with easy subjects?”

Betty stared incredulously at Jughead, a smile playing on her lips. “What? That is an easy subject…”

“Who on earth has one favorite movie? Can you narrow it down to decade or genre?”

The smile didn’t leave Betty’s face. He was finally showing some of his true self. “Okay, how about your favorite… Robert De Niro movie?”

Jughead opened his mouth, then closed it once more. “Taxi Driver or Heat. I can’t decide.”

Betty searched Jughead’s face. It absolutely lit up when he talked about movies. 

“Your turn to ask something,” She prompted.

“If you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?”

“Pizza, I guess.”

“Pizza you guess?” Jughead replied disbelievingly. “What do you mean, you guess?”

“I-I can’t really imagine eating one food for the rest of my life, Jughead, so I guess it would be pizza.”

Jughead sighed. 

“Alright,” Betty said, thinking. “What’s one song that’s totally a guilty-pleasure song? Like, you’re not exactly embarrassed by it, but if someone looked through your music library, it would stick out like a sore thumb?”

“Walking In Memphis by Marc Cohn… or King Of Wishful Thinking by Go West. I’m a sucker for the Pretty Woman soundtrack.” 

Betty’s mouth hung open slightly, a smile slowly spreading back across her face. “You are not!” She smiled.

Jughead nodded. “I am. I love 80′s music.”

“I love both those songs, by the way.”

Jughead gave her a small smile. “Am I allowed to ask the same question?”

Betty shrugged and returned his smile. “Sure, if that’s what you want to know.”

Jughead nodded.

“Breakfast At Tiffany’s by Deep Blue Something. I just… it gets stuck in my head all the time. I love it.”

“I’ve never heard it.”

Everybody’s heard it! You just don’t know you’ve heard it. I’ll play it for you when we’re done.” Betty thought for a second. “Okay, what’s one movie that everybody seems to love but you just don’t get the hype?”

“Grease.” He said immediately. “I just don’t get it. She completely changes herself at the end and that’s how she gets him. That, or Citizen Kane. I just.. fell asleep. It’s a classic, sure, but there are much better classics.”

“Your turn.”

“Same question.”

“You can’t keep stealing my questions, Jughead!”

“Last one, I’m just curious.”

Betty sighed. “Sleeping Beauty?” She posed it as a question. “There’s just a whole lot of nothing going on! I mean, Beauty and the Beast, Mulan, now those are some great Disney movies.”

Jughead couldn’t help but smirk.

“What!” Betty protested. “You can’t make fun of my answer.”

“No judgement,” Jughead promised.

“Why did you and Archie stop hanging out?” Betty asked quietly.

Jughead spread his legs out in front of him. The smile slipped off his face. “He bailed on me a lot. Like he was tired of being my friend but didn’t have the heart to tell me. This summer we were supposed to go on a road trip, y’know, spend more time together, catch up. Try and save our friendship- we’d been best friends since birth. But he blew me off for that, too, never apologized or gave me an explanation or even a second glance at school.”

“I’m sorry.”

Jughead shrugged. Then, after a moment, “Why do you like him?” He took a long gulp of coke.

Betty blushed. “What do you mean? I - how did you?”

Jughead didn’t answer, just raised an eyebrow. “He was my best friend, Betty.”

She sighed. “I liked him, I did. I really did. But after that dance, he told me he didn’t see me the same way, so I made myself stop seeing him like that - easier said than done, but it’s working. I don’t have those feelings for him anymore.” Betty looked at her carpet, at Jughead’s socked feet, anywhere but his eyes. “First crush?” She murmured toward the ground.

He held her eyes for a moment before he spoke. “Can we pick this back up in a minute? I could really use a shower.” Jughead sighed as he stood.

“Sure, go ahead. I’ll show you where the towels are.” 


Jughead’s hair left water droplets on the light carpet between the bathroom and Betty’s room. He had changed back into Hal’s pajamas and t-shirt and he smiled to himself as he padded down the hall. He had his next question prepared.

He could hear her speaking to someone as he pushed her bedroom door open quietly. 

“I know!” Betty laughed, her back towards her bedroom door. “How pathetic is he?” She laughed into her cellphone.

“Fuck you,” Jughead spat, walking into Betty’s bedroom. He grabbed his warm, freshly folded clothing from her bed and turned toward her door to leave.

“Shit,” Betty murmured. She dropped her phone and raced after Jughead.

anonymous asked:

can you believe them? they're like an old married couple, just bickering and teasing and laughing with and at each other, it's adorable. that live show was domestic af, i love that they just spend 24/7 together and then they're planning what movies they're going to watch TOGETHER on the plane, disgusting

they’re so much to take in sometimes. important insights that this ls gave us: 

  • they are Professionals. dan begs someone to book them. i thought they were trying to move away from hosting gigs. interesting comment
  • dan tries to act like he just now switched to seeing fabrice for his haircuts even though it seemed like he’s been using him for a while now? why the evasion? ? ?unclear 
  • honestly the whole first 20 minutes were a fucking shitshow and i loved them. one second they were talking about haircuts. the next second, someone’s saying clean me daddy. then lambs coming out of furry wombs. then loins. pork loins. i don’t even know man. this is just like, typical evenings in the dan and phil house and i was actually laughing out loud so much. phil even interjected “can we calm down” at one point and i was legit in tears theyre just so naturally funny and good together pls
  • ‘dan looks like a meatball’ i was pissing myself
  • also phil comin in with the ‘beez in the trap’ interjection dan losing his shit… why are they so funny
  • the bIT WHERE THEY REMINISCED ON INTERACTIVE XMAS ADVENTURE aka that fresh 2009 young and in love “vintage content” oh my fuckin ,, they were both so immediately fond over it i was screaming and they are so correct. it is underrated Art and Filmmaking and whatever other bullshit dan wishes that dinof could be lmao
  • next dapg vid is club penguin, i have no feelings about this, i barely know what club penguin is and have never been on it in my life but whatevs, i’m sure it’ll be good
  • bees are attacking their house and also they are good and fluffy teddy bears that need to be protected i love this
  • they kept saying “we don’t have a pet” and i wanted to die at the casual joint adoption of a pupper they kept alluding to. also dan said “we don’t have a life” when talking about making small talk with fabrice and that was Too Much
  • both of them dragging each others’ scents of choice (lemon humidifier vs. adventure in a can) was some top content™ 
  • all of their squabbling over opinions on things, esp that riverdale bit, damn can they chill 
  • YES the fact they’re planning movies to watch on the plane based on ones they haven’t seen (together) yet,,, too cute. i’m excited they want to see moana and hidden figures obvi
  • speaking of which, that bit when phil was talking about dan holding up popcorn in front of his face for minutes on end to avoid trailers. oh my god hahahaha. phil didn’t spell this out but i can literally picture his secondhand embarrassment so vividly he was probably hating his life in that moment and i’m laughing at dan giving no fucks at all 
  • dan keeps making little side comments about being busy w things, about doing some stuff, and phil pointedly seems to ignore all of them and that is Interesting
  • they’re also being hella vague on when they’re actually leaving to australia and notably left out that they’re going to hong kong beforehand (and maybe other places that they’re not telling us!) but they also made sure to communicate that they’re gonna be a bit absent in the coming weeks (phil said “our schedules will be a bit dodg” lmao) 
  • andrew garfield suffering is dan’s kink