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a sterek fic inspired by this stupid thing because how could I not

It’s a common saying among Stiles’ friends that he doesn’t have a lot of dignity. To be perfectly honest, Stiles agrees with them (as much as he argues against the point whenever they bring it up).

But this is probably a new low.

Well, not new-new, because this is into the fourth week of the habit and if he was a better person, he’d have stopped by now. He’s not a better person in this instance, but he’s made peace with it.

‘It’ being watching his stubbled neighbour jog past his place every morning in sweatpants and obviously non-supportive underwear. There’s a lot of movement down there. A lot.

“I mean, with that much jiggle, he’s gotta know, right?” Stiles asks his window pane, behind which he’s fake writing on his laptop.

They’re not quite neighbours, there’s about half a block between them for which Stiles’ sanity is thankful. Otherwise who knows what ludicrous amateur spying would have occurred.

As it is, he is very thankful he accidentally set his alarm for five am two (it was four) mornings in a row, because now he knows that this is a morning ritual for his neighbour.

Today hot neighbour is wearing the cut off, grey sweats. They’re a personal favourite of Stiles’ (better than the dark blue ones, which make it harder to see) because it means not only can he get a clear view of his neighbour’s dick as it swings forward against the fabric, but also his sweaty, perfectly muscled calves.

Stiles sighs out and bangs his head once against the window pane, a small punishment that is also part of the routine.

What is not part of the routine, is hot neighbour looking into Stiles’ window, and seeing Stiles’ face smooshed against the glass, after which he trips, possibly in disgust, or just simple distraction.

Stiles’ first reaction is to panic. He pushes his chair back from the desk and slams his laptop closed.

His second reaction is that he should call someone to come help.

His third reaction is to realise that, hold on, he can go and help.

Stiles rushes out his front door and into the chilly morning air.

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TreeBros Body Swap AU:

So, I need this AU because: 

  • Evan waking up in Connor Murphy’s bed and having a panic attack
  • Connor waking up in Evan’s house and just thinking he’s really high
  • Connor-as-Evan cursing Jared out and Jared’s wide eyed reaction 
  • Connor trying to fake Evan’s love of trees
  • Evan TRYING TO BE EDGY LIKE CONNOR
    • “I, uh, love to smoke drugs” 
    • “one time I, uh, I f-f-fought someone, definitely, w-with a knife” 
    • “fuck you, kleinman!” [pause] “I take it back, I’m so sorry Jared, please don’t hate me.”
  • Evan and Connor trying to figure out how to undo it
  • Connor and Evan starting to learn each other really well, and teaching the other about themselves to pull of pretending to be each other 
  • They meet up in the Orchard a lot for those things 
  • Connor smoking and Evan flipping out
    • “You can’t do that! I don’t smoke! What if someone catches you? I’ll get in trouble, Connor, you jerk.” “Okay, chill, I won’t smoke” 
  • Evan is nice to Zoe and Zoe is…confused 
  • Evan helping Connor and Zoe fix their relationship, in a weird way
  • Jared not understanding why Evan is suddenly being such a dick 
  • Or why Evan is suddenly hanging out with Connor Murphy of all people
  • At some point Evan threatens to cut Connor’s hair to get him to do something, and it works really well 
  • Eventually Connor and Evan tells Jared and he doesn’t believe it until Connor Murphy says something that only Evan Hansen would know, and that he knows Evan would never tell Connor 
  • He does research for them, but he comes up with nothing useful 
  • Connor starting to care a lot about Heidi Hansen 
  • Evan starting to understand why Connor is the way he is 
  • They swap back when they both realize that they misjudged each other. Connor isn’t just a stoner, burnout, and Evan isn’t just a nerd, they actually have a lot in common 
  • After they swap back, they stay friends and eventually get together 
"I'm not your blind date but you came over and I was eating alone so I went with it and now you're calling me by a different name" AU

I found this prompt on a Tumblr blog but I accidentally deleted the post and now I can’t find the prompt anymore

Lena was sitting alone. She twirled the neck of the wine glass in her left hand, her phone in her right as she responded to work emails. Jess kicked her out of the office almost an hour ago, going on about how she shouldn’t be working on her birthday and she deserved one day off for herself. Problem is Lena always had days to herself. Her days were always “her” days if she didn’t have anyone to share them with. She looked down at the red rose on the table before her, Jess’ gift to her, and let herself smile slightly. Jess was a good assistant, she meant well, and she seemed to care when no one else did.

So that’s why she listened and came here to this restaurant when she really wanted to finish responding to her emails and get a head start on tomorrow’s project. The place wasn’t the fanciest she’s been, but she wasn’t about to go to one of the high-class places she frequented when she didn’t have a date. It was nice enough: low lighting, decent wine selection, and she got a small booth in the back so no one would bother her. Her plan was to come out, grab a quick bite, and then finish work at home.

She was so focused on her phone that she hadn’t noticed the woman walk up to her booth. There was a small tap on her shoulder then, and she was slightly annoyed that anyone would interrupt her when she purposely picked this booth to avoid being bothered. She turned to look up quickly, an annoyed “Can I help you?” on the tip of her tongue, when she came face-to-face with a literal angel, the words dying before they formed. Her jaw went slack as she took in the stunning being before her.

The woman had the bluest eyes Lena had ever seen, even under the minimal lighting of the place and the black rimmed glasses she wore. Her hair fell in soft golden waves, across the shoulders of her beige jacket and blue top. She had a pair of black pants that hugged her hips and a nice pair of boots to match. She looked dressed up, yet still casual, and it suddenly made Lena feel self-conscious about the tight fitting black dress and tight ponytail she wore.

“It was supposed to be yellow,” the woman said, pointing at the flower on the table.

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anonymous asked:

Could you write something where they try to see how long it takes scott to realize that theyre just pretending to date but then they realize that theyre not really pretending please and thank you!!

ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10756875

“I’m bored,” Stiles sighed.

“Hi bored, I’m Derek.”

“God that was literally a dad joke Derek. You’re the worst.”

Derek hummed in response, still not looking up from his laptop.

“I’m serious though I’m bored. Let’s do something.”

“Like what? Walk to the park and enjoy the weather?”

“Jesus Derek, you’re approaching Grandpa territory now. No, I mean like, a project or something.”

“A puzzle?” Derek suggested.

“Seriously Derek? No, we’re not going to put a puzzle together. I was thinking a long-term project. Let’s prank the pack.”

“The pack is 99% wolves, how are you going to trick them?”

“Scott may be a wolf but he’s still as oblivious as always. Please please please help me prank him,” Stiles practically whined, bouncing around the room.

Derek knew he would never say no to Stiles. Stiles could literally ask him for anything and Derek knew he would give it to him without a doubt.

“Fine. What do you have in mind?”

Stiles paced around the room for a bit until stopping in his tracks, sending Derek a grin that only meant that Derek would regret saying yes.

“Pretend dating.”

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Ten Years (Part 9)

Summary: AU. When a major account is on the line at work, reader is forced to revisit some old connections at her ten year high school reunion for a chance at success. Will she let the past consume her, or will she see the future in her grasp?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,144 (minus the flashback)

Warnings: language!!, fluff, mentions of past cheating, confrontation, crying

A/N: Tags are closed. I wrote this so quickly because I got super motivated by all your messages. I think the angst is winding down. This is a turning point for reader, and I’m excited for her. Also, Bucky’s got a lotta ‘splainin’ to do!

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 -

Originally posted by coporolight

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Hard Eyes: Part 6

AN: And so another story comes to a close. Enjoy the last and final chapter! 

Prompt: Batmom that was former suicide squad?

Words: 338 

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

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“It was such a pretty service.”

“Mhhm.”

“Her dress was beautiful.”

“Gorgeous.”

“I still can’t believe my dress is orange though.”

“If anyone can pull it off it’s you. Or me, if we’re alone?”

You smirk at your husband before pinching his arm. He doesn’t jump or wince like a normal man. Instead you get a smirk and stare that makes you want to find a dark corner somewhere.

Taking his arm the two of you walk through the gardens. Neither of you says a word until you’re far enough removed from the party. You take a seat on a bench and you wait. “Do I want to know?”

“Know what?”

“How you magically found out what was wrong with me? How your brother is now in our lives? Or how Thomas Elliot ended up dead?”

You lean your head against his shoulder, “We both know you’ve already figured it out. So why don’t you ask the real question?”

“And that would be?”

“Whether or not I killed anyone?”

He kisses the top of your head, “ I already know the answer.”

Neither of you says another word until the sound of laughter catches your ear. Your kids come racing around the corner, and you can’t help but smile. Dick smiles as he announces, “Uncle Rick and Aunt June want a family picture,” and without another word your oldest son races back the way he came.

Bruce lets out a small chuckle, “No one would ever guess that he’s twenty three.”

You lock your hand with your husband’s, “He’s full of light, Bruce. I’m glad about that.”

He kisses you, “Me too.”

You join the rest of the family, and Bruce takes Penelope from Jason. He coos at your daughter before facing her towards the camera. You sandwich yourself in-between your husband and brother, and you smile.

You smile because your family is complete. You smile because you’re free from your past. You smile because your eyes are filled with joy and happiness for the rest of your life.

getting out of an abusive household - a household where you don’t feel safe - is difficult as all hell. you can’t do it at once, can’t pack a day’s bag in half an hour and leave. trust me, i’ve tried, you gotta plan in little steps

  • break belongings down into chunks. clothes, toiletries, valuables, essentials, others. whatever you absolutely need. figure out how to pack a bag to take
  • you need housing or other shelter. organise with friends and safe family, look up safe shelters, youth groups etc. too
  • look up transport fares. can you catch the bus? can you afford a travel card? if you’re like me and you have a school opal/other card (free travel on mondays to fridays), it’s your greatest asset. even $10 on an adult card gets you a ride or two somewhere
  • make a plan. accrue evidence, bide your time, whatever. keeping your head down is the best way to go about it; you want to be stealthy. be patient. hold onto your determination
  • have multiple options up your sleeve. if you only have one plan that hinges on a specific set of circumstances, you’re fucked. if something falls through, don’t get hung up on it. as long as there’s a sliver of hope, there’s a way. find another way. if there’s only one option, study it as much as possible, run it through your mind; if you can practice it, practice it (but remember to be stealthy). you want the final result to be as smooth as possible
  • in everything: organisation is key. make checklists. wherever you need to, break it into little chunks. smaller chunks are easier to run through your mind and link together later. that’s a tip from your friendly autistic pal
  • what kind of bag do you have? I’ve got the luxury of a once-used 70L hiking pack so I can pack heaps of stuff, but get the best bag you have. someone close to me has just a school backpack, and they can fit two changes of clothes and a few other necessities. I’d imagine it’s more likely you’ll have a backpack, so learn how to pack your bag best
  • income is super important; can you apply for welfare? are you on welfare? can you keep up a job, or get money from somewhere else?

hrgjgh I’m out of spoons, I can’t think of anything else. the main point I”m trying to get across is that time is most important; practice practice practice, get used to minor independence things, contact as many people as you trust to help, and keep your head down, and bide your time. you want to leave as smoothly as possible. don’t have a half-plan that hinges on maybes - of course sometimes it can’t be helped but as much as you can make sure you have a solid plan of action with safety nets

does anyone want to add anything???

Capable (Chapter 5) NSFW

Chapter 1               Chapter 2                Chapter 3               Chapter 4 (NSFW)

Originally posted by indiastokeruniverse

Bucky Barnes x mutant!Reader

Summary: You were kidnapped by Hydra 10 years ago but now you’re free. You find yourself at the Avengers Tower while you recover and readjust to real life.

Warnings: language (moderate), smut, choking kink, sir kink, russian (Котенок = kitten), oral

A/N: So turns out I’m gonna go hang out with a friend tomorrow which mean sI won’t really be able to post so I decided to finish this tonight. Alsooooo, I lied. I thought I was going to do two more chapters but I think this is going to be the last one. I tried to not make this smut but it didn’t work so have fun. ;) Also I feel like this one is long as fuck, sorry?


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Happy Birthday titaniasfics

Happy birthday @titaniasfics! To help you celebrate in style, here’s a little bit of Everlark PwP, just for you. Enjoy! And thank you @thegirlfromoverthepond for the request.


Campfire

rated E

Originally posted by mizar113


This is not camping.

This little slice of dirt, surrounded by giant trailers and caravans, with their generators humming and televisions flashing. That’s not camping! Who comes out to the ‘wilderness’ just to watch TV anyway?

Nothing about this trip has gone according to plan. The tent I borrowed from Gale can hardly be called a tent at all, ‘pop-up coffin’ might better describe it. My sleeping bag fits in there. Sort of. But nothing else. He, of course, has the huge tent we usually share, and a mattress on a stand, because heaven forbid Madge soil herself by sleeping on the ground.

Madge.

I should have realized, when Gale suggested inviting a bunch of friends along on our annual trip to the woods, that what he really meant was he wanted to bring his new girlfriend. And the red flags should have been flying when, instead of our typical backcountry camping, he suggested a drive up site. “But it’s right on the lake,” he’d insisted. “We can swim and fish, it’s going to be amazing!”

I guess his girlfriend prancing around in high-heeled sandals and a bikini about as big as a bandana, while refusing to actually go in the water (it’s not chlorinated!) is his definition of fun.

Who am I kidding, of course it’s his definition of fun. He looks at her like she hung the moon.

I’m not jealous, or at least, not in the way you might think. It’s just that Gale and I have been friends since we were kids. A brotherhood of sorts. Partners in crime like that are hard to find.

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“Alright, I love you.” :)

List of my other Prompts found HERE


Those three little words have been left on the tip of your tongue for quite a while now. You want to say them, to see his eyes light up as you finally reveal that you love him, but you always feels held back, the three words get choked up in your throat and you can’t manage to get them out, no matter how much you want to express them. 

Maybe it is because you have been hurt before, and the fact that those three little words can mean so much, one moment they are floating around perfectly, the next they mean nothing. Maybe it is because ’I love you' is overly used sometimes, and expressed far too quickly within a relationship. The three little words are not words you like to throw around without them holding meaning. They are sentimental words that are not to be taken lightly, they are not just pick up lines to effortlessly roll off the tip of your tongue. 

He knows that you have been hurt before, he knows that there is a decent reason for being reserved and anxious when it comes to telling him that you love him, too. He knows that you love him, even if you don’t announce it from the rooftops or express the words while in the comfort of his living room when you both agree on staying in and watching a movie before you go back to your apartment. 

You were wrapped up in the comfort of your comforter, trying to take your mind off the aches and pains the terrible bug had begun to put you through. You weren’t much of a complainer when it came down to you contracting some sort of cold or bug, you have always been the stubborn one to deal with it on your own, as a kid you would refuse to tell your Mum when you were sick because you did not want her to coddle you like she did your siblings. You found it to be consuming and overbearing. As you grew older, that did not change. 

So when Harry showed up at your doorstep, with flowers and a bottle of wine, you were rather surprised. His smiles gently dimmed as he noticed your pyjamas, dark eyes, and pale tone. 

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Across The Hall [Chapter 2]

Originally posted by parkchanyeolieoppa

Chapter 2 of Across The Hall

Ch 1

Series Genre: AU/Fluff/Smut/Slight Angst


“Are we going to do this or what?” you asked abruptly.

He let out a soft chuckle as his eyes raked over your body, only proving your point. You cleaned up nice and you didn’t need anyone’s assistance getting a man. Especially not unsolicited assistance.

“Do what?” he asked with a smile.

“You asked me when I was going to admit that I wanted to kiss you… So I’m here and I want to. What are you going to do about it?”.


Silence hung between you as he bit his bottom lip, mulling over the question before answering.

“Nothing,” he replied plainly.

Your cheeks flushed in a mix of anger and embarrassment as your mouth hung open in shock.

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Deepest Darkest Secret

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10

Chapter 11. Simon.

I hear the shower running when I wake up. I frown, opening my eyes and turning to check the clock. Baz is rarely up before I am, but it sounds like he’s getting an early start this morning. Probably plotting something –

I bolt upright just as the sound of the shower cuts off. Everything from yesterday flashes through my head.

Right. Soulmates. Not plotting. He fell asleep in my bed, in my arms, after we’d kissed for hours. I bring a hand up to my lips, and they feel chapped and raw.

I close my eyes and fall back against the pillow, smiling. Everything is different now.

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anonymous asked:

Jason makes Billy promise not to tell Zach that Trini and Kim are already dating because Zach is hilariously unsubtle in his attempts to set Trini and Kim up on a date. Zach even calls himself "The Ultimate Wingman"

A/N: Back at it again with some Trimberly :)


“I don’t understand why we can’t tell him about them.” Billy frowns as he trails behind Jason. “Doesn’t Trini and Kimberly want all of us to know?”


“Yeah, but it’ll be funny not to tell him just yet.” Jason explains as he pauses at his locker. “Trini and Kim said that they’ll tell him this weekend at our movie night.”


Billy furrows his brow, “And I can’t say anything to him?”


“Not a word.” Jason smirks. “Promise?”


“Promise.” Billy nods.


-


“Kim, a little harder with your uppercut.”


Kimberly rolls her eyes at Jason’s order but follows it without question. The five teens let out soft grunts and (in Zack’s case) loud, dramatic war cries as they practice with Alpha 5 and the fake putties. Eventually, the exhaustion hits them and Jason can see that he has gotten the best he’ll get for now. All at once, the teens clamber for their water bottles and Zack watches as Trini offers hers to Kimberly.


“Hey, you never share with me.” Zack huffs.


Trini flashes him a look, “That’s because you’re you and Kim is Kim.”


“Interesting.” Zack nods as he guzzles his water before he wipes the back his hand over his mouth. “So, how do I get on the level of being Kim?”


“You don’t.” Trini snorts.


Zack pouts as he looks between them before he glances at his friends, “I want what you guys have. Jason, share your water bottle with me!”


“Like hell, dude.” Jason chuckles as he finishes the last of his water before he tosses the red bottle aside. “Alright. Thirty minutes of putty fighting and then we’ll call it a day.”


Trini nods as she accepts her water bottle back from Kimberly, with a wink the older girl steps away and morphs. The other four follow her lead, and Zack makes it a point to fight alongside Trini as he watches the way she flashes Kimberly small glances every few minutes.


“So, you like Kim?”


Trini looks his way and puts her fist through a putty’s gut, “I don’t think now is the best time to talk about this, Z. I’m kinda in the middle of something.”


“Oh come on.” Zack whines as he rolls away from a fist. “Now is the best time to talk about it! Everyone is distracted. So, tell me your plan.”


“Plan?” Trini scoffs.


“Too woo Kim!” Zack chirps as he slams his foot into the knee of a putty before adding a hard knee. “I mean, there has to be some kind of plan, right?”


Trini doesn’t look away from him as she slams her fist into a putty, “No. No there does not.”


“But…”


“I said no.” Trini grumbles.


Zach sighs as Trini dives into a battle between a putty and Kimberly. His eyes narrow behind the safety of his mask as he sees how well Trini and Kimberly bounce off each other and move with ease. He is only shaken from his staring when he takes a swift punch to the gut.


-


“Is it wrong that we’re hiding this from him? I mean, we told Billy and Jason.” Kimberly frowns as she looks across the table. “We should just tell him.”


“But it’s so fun to torture him.” Trini huffs as she stabs a fork into their slice of their strawberry cake. “You should’ve saw his face when I told him that I didn’t want him to help me woo you.”


“If only he knew that I was the one who did the wooing.” Kimberly teases as she waves her fork playfully towards Trini. “You were too busy trying to climb up cave walls to avoid me.”


“You kissed me when I least expected it. You played dirty.” Trini whines as she snaps her fork against Kimberly’s. “I panicked, alright?”


“I thought it was cute.” Kimberly assures her as she moves to grab the last bite on the plate, but a fork quickly intercepts her. “I don’t think this is cute though.”


“What are you talking about?” Trini purrs as she slides the bite towards herself. “This is our thing. It’s adorable.”


Kimberly rolls her eyes and lets her girlfriend take the last bite.


-


“Don’t you think Trini and Kim would make an awesome couple?” Zack asks as he sets his putter over his shoulder. “I think they’d really balance each other out.”


Jason smirks as he takes a shot and watches the golf ball soar through the open air, “I agree, but the last thing I want to do is meddle in their business.”


“Dude, I’ve been meddling for weeks. I’ve been giving Trini all kinds of advice.” Zack shrugs as he readies his own shot. “I think she might be ready to grow a pair and ask Kimberly out.”


“And what makes you say that?”


Zack balances himself as he looks out at the the field where Billy is digging through different rocks, “She stopped blushing anytime I mention Kim, and they’ve definitely been hanging out more.”


“And what makes you so sure Trini even has a thing for Kim?” Jason demands as he leans his weight on his putter.


“Trini told me ages ago.” Zack scoffs as he finally takes his shot before he looks back at Jason with a bright smile. “I’m totally T’s ultimate wingman.”


“Wingman?” Jason repeats.


“Yeah. I give her advice and make sure she stays confident. It’s a hard job, but somebody’s gotta do it.” Zack sighs. “All I need to do is figure out if Kim likes Trini.”


“And how do you plan on doing that?”


“Easy. A little jealousy always brings the truth out of people.” Zack smirks as he holds up his hand in time to catch the ball Billy throws his way.


Jason frowns nervously, “I don’t think that’s such a good idea…”


“Oh please,” Zack snorts. “What’s the worse that could happen?”


“Famous last words, dude.”


-


Zack keeps a close eye on his friends as they sit together at lunch; he loves this, being with them. They’re all so happy, and he glances to Trini to notice her lopsided smile. He loves how happy she’s become, he has watched slowly as she has come so far from the girl who forced herself to be invisible. Now, he has learned that she barely ever shuts up; and that she was entirely infatuated by Kimberly.


“Kim, doesn’t Trini look hot?” Zack blurts out, and four gazes snap to him. “I really like that shirt, T.”


Trini watches him with a frown, “Thanks.”


“Has anyone ever told you you’re beautiful? Because you are.” Zack grins, and he throws a quick look to Kimberly who watches on in confusion. “I bet you’d love my cousin, you should meet her. She’s just like me.”


“I’d rather punch myself in the throat, Z. Sorry.” Trini snorts as she arches an eyebrow at him. “Are you feeling okay today?”


“I’m great.” Zack assures her.


“You sure?” Kimberly demands


Zack perks up at the harsh tone Kimberly uses, “Oh yeah, totally. I was just thinking that my cousin and Trini would make a really cute couple.”


“Uh…”


“I doubt Trini has time to date.” Kimberly cuts in with a scowl. “We all have our plates full with training, school, and keeping the world from ending.”


“You don’t think you can squeeze a little date in?” Zack frowns as he pouts his lower lip. “I’ve told Lena about you, and she said she was interested.”


The creak of wood catches his attention and Zack glances to Kimberly in time to watch as Billy grabs her hand to keep her from doing anymore damage to the table. A thrill of satisfaction rolls through him as he flashes Trini a quick wink, but all he gets in return is a wide eyed expression.


“Trini, we have that Biology homework to finish.” Kimberly grumbles as she stands to grab her bag. “Come on, we can go finish it in the library.”


Trini shrugs and stands, “Let’s go.”


Zack beams as the girls slip from the table and out of the cafeteria. He has to keep from squealing like a girl as he watches Billy struggle to put the table together while Jason chews his hamburger and shakes his head in amusement.


“Wanna know something hilarious?” Zack hums, and a laugh bubbles in his throat as Jason and Billy look to him. “I don’t even have a cousin named Lena.”


Billy shakes his head and gives up on the table, “That’s messed up, man.”


“Yeah.” Zack nods. “But it worked!”


-


“I was thinking that we should tell Z.”


Kimberly looks up from her textbook to watch as Trini twists a strand of hair around her finger, “Yeah?”


“He’s been trying so hard to set us up, and he has a right to know. I feel bad about fucking with him like this.” Trini admits as she meets Kimberly’s gaze. “Wanna tell him tomorrow?”


“If that’s what you want.” Kimberly shrugs as she playfully tosses a pencil towards Trini who easily catches it. “I wanted to tell him when we told Jace and Billy.”


“Yeah, yeah,” Trini mumbles as she rolls her eyes, the younger girl pushes her books off her lap and moves to kneel. “So, are you done studying?”


Kimberly arches an eyebrow as Trini begins to crawl towards her, “Well, I wasn’t but I think I can be persuaded.”


“Oh?” Trini hums as she pulls Kimberly’s books away and swings a leg to straddle her waist. “And how can I do that?”


“Well, this is definitely a good start.” Kimberly assures her as she slowly sits up and allows Trini to get comfortable in her lap. “Got anything else?”


Trini laughs softly and ducks her head to brush her lips over the shell of Kimberly’s ear, “I have a few other tricks up my sleeve…”


Kimberly simply turns her head and captures Trini’s lips with her own; Zack is all but forgotten as Trini shows Kimberly just how many tricks she has.


-


Zack gives a cry of excitement as he plunges into the water and swims his way through the wall of the spaceship. He knows he’s late for training, but he figures Jason can excuse him for taking a small nap; things had been a little intense in his house lately, and his exhaustion had definitely taken over.


With a sweep of his hand, Zack clears off the small residue of water as he walks towards their training room. Just as he steps through the threshold, his feet skid to a stop as he watches Trini tilt her head up to press a soft kiss to Kimberly’s lips.


“Hey!”


Trini stumbles back and looks wide eyes towards Zack while Kimberly simply arches an eyebrow. For a moment, he simply stands there before he jumps up in excitement and pumps a fist. With a shake of her head, Kimberly curls her arms around Trini’s waist and ducks her head to rest on her small shoulder.


“So, my advice worked?” Zack beams.


“What? No.” Trini snorts as she glances up at a grinning Kimberly. “Kim and I have been dating for about three and a half weeks, Zack.”


“Wait…” Zack scowls as he looks between his friends and sees their looks of utter amusement. “Are you telling me that you’ve been dating this entire time?”


“Yep.” Trini chirps.


“So, I used my wingman skills for nothing? All that free advice was wasted?” Zack whines as he crosses his arms over his chest. “That’s just cruel, crazy girl. I thought I was helping you.”


“You did.” Trini shrugs, and Zack perks up in excitement.


Zack looks to Jason and Billy with a smug smirk, “Told you guys I was an awesome wingman. See what happens when you doubt me?”


“Sure, man. Whatever you say.” Jason laughs as he nods his head. “Alright, team. Let’s get back to training.”


They jump straight into the order and all five teens are on their A game as they dodge rock arms and legs. Zack takes a hit to the stomach that winds him, but he doesn’t complain; he’s too busy smiling and watching the way Trini and Kimberly look at each other. He gives himself a mental pat on the back, his wingman skills really came through.

Thoughts

So Ive had some time to think, and this is my interpretation of what went down yesterday:

  • Luna’s traits are Childish and Romantic, so I could see her having a very idealized view of romance. I think she’s definitely smart enough to realize Piper has a crush on Louis, but cant find it in herself to be jealous. In her mind, the problem isn’t Piper’s feelings, it’s the fact she doesn’t have anyone to help her move on.
    •  (Becuase hello… how in the world could someone possibly be happy without a significant other?)
  • Luna thinks Lionel is perfect for the job because A: he already seems to be friendly with Piper. B: he’s a straight-A student who could probably convince Piper to leave the Renegades. And C: Louis would have to be civil to him if he were dating his best friend. It’s three birds one stone.
  • So Luna (with the very best intentions) invites all three of them out for coffee without telling the others, hoping to put her matchmaking skills to the test. 
    • Lionel is uncomfortable from the start, because he’s observant and knows exactly what’s happening.
    •  Louis is peeved, becuase he was really looking forward to some alone time with his girlfriend. 
    • Piper is just confused.
  • Small talk is exchanged, drinks are drank, and the conversation gets more and more tense. The topic of social groups comes up, which leads to Luna and Piper both making subtle jabs at the the others clique. 
    • “So… I heard a member of the Renegades got arrested last week. Is that true?” 
    • “Really, I thought the Paragons didn’t engage in such a low-brow activity as gossip.” 
  • Louis and Lionel have both decided to channel their frustration towards each other and wont stop bickering.
  • Luna realizes this date isnt going according to plan and suggests a walk by the river as a last resort. She thinks some over-the-top flirting with Louis will help inspire a romantic setting, but really all it does is make Piper more steamed and Lionel more uncomfortable.
  • At this point, Piper is done feeling inadequate. She’s tried not to let the fact she’s never kissed/dated anyone get to her but it’s really hard not to feel undesirable with Louis melting all over his Paragon girlfriend just feet away. So Piper sets her sights on Lionel, if only to get the validation she craves.
  • Bad idea.
  • Lionel likes Piper, he might even like-like Piper, but even he can see she’s only hitting on him because she’s lonely and trying to prove herself. He rebukes her, kindly but firmly, which ends up being the final straw for our poor fox daughter.
  • Louis pulls away from Luna just in time to see Piper’s first tear fall, and his rage is instantaneous.  He and Lionel barely exchange insults before fists are flying, leaving Piper bewildered and Luna PISSED.
  •  The real drama unfolds after Lionel storms off. 
    • Luna: “You were supposed to set him up with Piper not FIGHT HIM!”  
    • Louis: “Why would I set that tool up with Piper?!” 
    • Luna: “Because she’s lonely you idiot! Now we have to find someone else for her!”
  • Both Louis and Piper fall silent, Luna heads home angry but determined to find another potential match for her friend. Cue fox and butterfly just wandering aimlessly until they figure out what to say to each other.
    • Do I really seem that pathetic?” Piper worries, because she cant help but feel vulnerable after something like that. “Is there something wrong with me?” 
    • “Is she lonely?” Louis wonders, glancing at his best friend. “Have I been pushing her away?”
  • Then I’d like to think they sit down and have a heartfelt conversation about friendship and relationships, with an extra helping of Louis assuring Piper she isn’t pathetic and does not need a significant other to be valid.
  • *insert half-joking flirtation about how she’s such a catch that nobody in town is even in her league except maybe him*
  • Then it’s hugs and teasing and forehead kisses until they are both ready to go home.

So now we are left with this:

Lionel: Still friendly with Luna. Still friendly with Piper but doesn’t want to date her cus he fears he’s just going to be used. (Good call bro.) Despises Louis.

Luna: Still loves Louis (tho her romance bar went way down with him). Still friendly with Lionel. Dislikes Piper for joining the Renegades but is still determined to be nice to her.

Piper: Still likes Lionel but they dropped from “good friends” to “acquaintances”. Dislikes Luna. Higher friendship and romance with Louis.

Louis: Despises Lionel. Gained a slight romantic attraction to Piper. Lost all romantic progress towards his and Luna’s relationship, as well as a good chunk of friendship. 

Conclusion: Why must these sims do this to me?

Actual Conclusion: I think it’s time we start moving towards a Luna/Louis break up. It isn’t fair to Luna if Louis keeps dating her when he doesn’t have feelings for her anymore. Lionel and Piper should stay friends, but I think he and Louis just aren’t meant to like each other. Maybe now would be a good time to start exploring possible Louis/Piper feels???

Oh, and also.

…Louis and Piper age up in two weeks :^)

You Left Me- Calum Hood

Originally posted by digmedownmendes

“Oh, you left me with a broken heart, And now I see what I should’ve from the startOh, you left me with nothing but a kiss, And now I’m leaving you with these lips” -You Left Me, The Maine (I’m so obsessed with this song rn)

So this is a long one….just warning you. Part of the PR request, this one for Calum!! So hope you guys enjoy…Also this gif is so cute….

You have never really done PR relationships before. As a pretty well known model, of course you’ve been asked to before, but the most you’ve done was accompany some actor to an awards show. That was a PR date, you’ve never done anything like faking an entire relationship. How did that even work anyway? You weren’t sure. You didn’t even know who the guy was that you were supposed to “date”. All that you knew was that he was a famous artist who never really had his relationships in the public eye. His management wanted to change this, give something for the fans to talk about. Everything else was hush-hush, other than the fact both your management and his said you both would be a good match. Whatever that meant.

All of that was about to change however, because the contracts seem to finally come through, and you were now going to meet your new “boyfriend” for the next three weeks.

You walked into the conference room, where the final arrangements were going to be met.

“Miss Y/n! Nice to meet you. I’m Cal’s manager. Please have a seat he will be here shortly.” A man in a suit said, gesturing for you to take a seat.

You sat down while your managers talked, beginning to finalize everything while you waited on “Cal”. They were speaking legal jargon, so you didn’t really catch much of what was said. All you knew was that now everything was done contract wise. The only thing left to do was your part. Pictures, dates, events, etc for at least the next three weeks. Great. Now when was Cal going to get here. Was that his name, or short for something. What could it be short for anyway?

Just then a tanned, muscular figure, with short black curly hair walked in. Your eyes caught his deep brown ones. A thousand emotions played through those eyes. Shock, surprise, worry, pain, happiness, uncertainty, sadness…

“Calum?” You said standing up. “That’s what ‘Cal’ is short for?! You’ve got to be kidding me! No! I…I can’t do this…” You stormed out of the room.

Calum rushed out after you, catching your arm in the hall.

“Y/n? You’re the model? What? How?”

“What never thought I could be a model?”

“Don’t say that…you know I have never thought that”

“Well I don’t know Calum, I truly don’t  know how you ever thought of me. It’s not like you ever cared. It has been what? Like 3 years?”

“Hey, you left me!”

“And why was that Calum!? You got caught up in the fame. You changed, became someone I didn’t even recognize! Someone who only cared about partying. And what was it you told me the night I left? You didn’t need me. You never needed me.”

He shook his head. “Y/n I-”

“We didn’t know you two had met previously” Calum’s manager said.

“Look, despite the obvious tension here, Y/n, Calum, you guys did sign a contract. I’m sorry we weren’t aware of any previous history, but you guys will just have to get over it for the next few weeks. Agreed?”

You gave a bitter laugh, and Calum clenched his jaw.

“Fine” You both muttered.

“Alrighty then. Well we have your first date planned for next week, we’ll send you both the details”

And with that they were gone, and you both were left alone.

“Y/n-”

“Don’t even. This will be all over soon, and we’ll be out of each others lives for good. Ok?” You said, walking out towards the elevator so you could get far away from that hotel. From him.

******

Sure enough a few days later you received a text message.

Mario’s Pizza. 7pm. Tomorrow night.

Well that was short and to the point. Oh well, guess you really didn’t need to know much more. You decided to go shopping, you needed a new dress for tomorrow nights “date”. Ugh. You weren’t looking forward to this, but there was no way in hell you wouldn’t look your best. Show that asshole all he gave up on.

The next night you arrived 5 minutes late, since Calum used to always show up about 10 minutes late. No use in sitting at the table by yourself longer than you had to. When the hostess led you to your table, you were surprised to find Calum already there. Not only there, but with a bouquet of roses too. Once he saw you, he stood up, and went to pull out your seat. Once you sat down, he held out the flowers to you. You eyed them warily.

“Who are you and what have you done with Calum?”

“I thought you’d like them…” He said looking down, but still had his hand out, waiting for you to take the roses.

“If you’re trying to kiss and makeup it’s not gonna work Cal” You said, trying to ignore him. He continued standing there though. You sighed and took the flowers. “Thanks”

“Of course” He said sitting back down.

“You’re early”

“Well I couldn’t be late now could I?”

“Never seemed that way before”

You were interrupted when the waiter came to your table, and took your orders. You both quickly ordered, and didn’t speak much until your food arrived.

You had just started eating when Calum cleared his throat.

“Hey smile would you?” He asked you.

You looked up and saw his phone out, camera pointing straight towards you.

“Instagram?” You asked instantly smiling, knowing your manager would kill you if you didn’t.

“Snapchat actually”

You frowned. “Please tell me you did not put a filter on my face”

He just smiled and shrugged.

“Calum I swear-”

“You’ll have to check yourself”

You sighed and pulled out your phone. You checked his snapchat and sure enough there was a picture of you, with the dog filter. And the caption puppy love. Could be worse.

“Wow…actually a good picture…”

He chuckled.

“What?” you asked, as he continued laughing.

“You follow me on snapchat?”

“What? Of course. I added you a few days ago, we’re supposed to be dating right? I added you on most platforms. You didn’t notice?” This was half true. The snap account you were using was more like a fake one, where you could follow people without them knowing who you were. Like Calum for instance, who you kept tabs on. But on all your public accounts, you added him recently.

“Oh.” He said, not fully believing what you said. He always could sense when you were lying. Some things never change.

“Your turn” You said, quickly switching accounts to your public and holding up your phone.  Unlike him, you weren’t feeling as kind. You quickly searched through the filter until you found the perfect one.

“Done?” He asked as you set your phone down.

“Let me see”

“No. Guess you’ll just have to look yourself”

He rolled his eyes but checked his phone anyway. He laughed and shook his head as he saw some alien filter on him, with the caption 'this date is out of this world’.

“Cheesy as ever”

“You follow me on snap?” You teased.

“Of course. Always have followed you on everything Y/n. I’m surprised you didn’t notice” He raised his hand for the check. While his head was turned you took another picture for insta, side-shots of Calum always looked good. You simply put a heart then posted it. You thought he deserved one good picture. You tagged him, and you heard his phone go off. He picked his phone and looked confused as he saw the picture, then he smiled.

“Ready to go?”

You simply nodded.

He insisted on walking you home, despite yourself you agreed.  Thank goodness you weren’t far.

You reached your building when he grabbed your hand.

“What?” You asked.

“Y/n I have to tell you-”

“Calum I don’t wanna hear it. This night was good so just leave it at that!”

“No I can’t. I have to tell you.”

“Cal-”

“Y/n I’m sorry. I never meant anything I said that night, I was drunk and stupid and I….I never expected you to leave me like that. That’s not an excuse I know. I felt terrible after that. It broke my heart to see you go, because I needed you Y/n…I needed you so much. I realized that right away. I was so stupid…”

“You didn’t even call or anything Calum. How sorry could you have been? I’m still convinced you never even loved me. That what we had meant nothing and-”

“You deserved better. Far better than me. I’d hope you’d find it. But here we are, you still get caught up with me…”

You turned your head, feeling the tears coming down your face. He moved closer, putting his hand on the side of your face, turning your head so you looked at him.

“And Y/n….I did love you, in fact I still love you. There’s no one else like you Y/n…no other girl could compare. I fucked up once before and I can’t let anything like that happen again”

“What are you trying to say Cal?”

“I don’t want to have a pretend anything. Can we make this real? Can you give me one last chance? Please Y/n, I promise I’m not the same guy you walked out on that night, and I never will be. Just one chance…that’s all I ask…”

You looked up into his chocolate brown eyes, so full of love and fear of rejection.

“I better not regret this…” You said, bringing his lips to yours.

**********

That was fun haha. Hope you guys liked it!! Post every Monday, and requests always open! Thanks for reading- Lydia

Imagine Showing Off Your New Swimsuit to Dean

Summary: You are nervous about wearing your new swimsuit but your boyfriend Dean always has a way of making you feel beautiful.

Warnings: implied smut, fluff, more fluff, body image issues

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the fear of losing you // stiles stilinski

Summary: Stiles and Y/N can’t stand each other but as soon as one of them gets hurt their differences don’t seem to matter

Requested: yes

Pairing: Stiles & Y/N

Warning: no 

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“All I’m saying is that maybe if you focused a little bit more on the unsolved cases instead of chasing after a girl, who quite frankly doesn’t love you back, you wouldn’t have so many red strings on the board!” Y/N huffed, sitting up in his bed and folding her arms across her chest.

“Sorry not all of us are heartless monsters like you.” He sneered.

“Fuck off Stiles!” She shouted. “You asked me to help you with this remember?”

“Well maybe it was a mistake.” He shot back.

“Maybe it was.” She reached for her backpack and slammed the door behind her. 

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I was Jonathan Byers from Stranger Things and because Steve and his friends hated me. I ended up living by this pond with giant catfish to figure out how to find Will. I was trying to catch one of the catfish, when Steve showed up and brought me lunch. He specifically told me that he was only doing so because Nancy was worried about me and he still hates me, but he didn’t poison the food.