cereal isle

The bakusquad goes shopping.

The dorm is running low on food. The class elects these lazy ass kids to go to the store. Biggest mistake:

• Sero And kaminari take turns pushing the cart and mina is just laying in it with her legs hanging over the edge. All the groceries are either on top of or beside her.

• They started out following the list Momo gave them but it went to hell in the cereal isle.

• They get one box of every cereal. They have to get another cart.

• Its super late so they’re the only ones there.

• They decide to have a cart race. Kaminari pushing mina and bakugou pushing kirirshima. Sero is the referee. Whoever makes it to the cashier first wins.

• Its immediate chaos.

• Mina spilled milk down an entire isle.

• Bakugou and kirishima just used it to slide past them.

• The cashier doesn’t even blink like he just gets a mop.

• They head over to the seafood section and kaminari is staring at the eels with this sad ass expression. Sero asks what’s wrong and this extra boi just goes “Those were my brothers man.”

• They start a game of who can find the most useless thing that they can buy with the left over cash.

• Mina wins with All Might sideburn stickers. Bakugou was a close second with a pair eraserhead brand slippers that claim to leave behind no footprints.

• They get them for Aizawa anyway.

• They have reached the slushy machine

• Another contest to see who can drink the biggest slushy the fastest without dying.

• No one wins they all fall to the floor crying

• Sero tapes a bunch a garden gnomes around corners so they scare anyone who turns that corner.

• Kaminari has been heard screaming six times already and it never gets old.

• Kaminari has a shit load of vlogging videos of Sero trying to parkour. In one of them he grabs one of the overhead pipes with his tape but it gives way and he falls and the rest of the video is kaminari laughing.

• Most of the other videos are of bakugou and kirishima being cute when they thought no one was watching. Little kisses, them holding hands. Bakugou staring at his laughing bf.

• In one of the kiss videos they’re kissing at the end of an isle and the other three are at the other end and in unison they all yell “GAAYYYYY”

• You’ve never seen a group of teens runaway so fucking fast in their lives.

• When they finally go to cash they’re??? Way over budget??? That’s what you get for buying all that cereal.

• But Mina had stolen Present Mic’s credit card earlier because of a dare so they just use that.

• In the parking lot kirishima and kaminari are telling lame jokes and Sero and Mina are laughing and bakugou is telling them to shut the hell up and they’re. OK. And happy.

• They end up getting back to the dorms at 3 in the fucking morning and everyone fell asleep in the common room surround by boxes of half eaten pizza.


• They all wake up wearing the All Might sideburn stickers that may or may not be superglued to their faces.

• Present Mic tries using his credit card after Mina slips it back into his wallet. But it gets denied? He doesn’t understand. When did we buy all this cereal aizawa?

• Aizawa receives his slippers and he actually wears them as pajama slippers.

An Unexpected Surprise - Part 5

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Word Count: 2,672

Warnings: A very mean mother

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Y/N looked at her exposed stomach in the bathroom mirror. She was wearing a sports bra and a pair of gym shorts with the elastic waistband rolled under her growing belly. She was now 7 months pregnant and the summer heat wasn’t helping. She was constantly hot. She walked around with one of those water bottles with a fan, keeping herself cool when she needed it.

As Liam predicted, things didn’t work out between him and Hayden. Hayden didn’t want to be with someone who would constantly put her second, or in this case, third. Plus, she knew how important it was for Liam to be a father to his unborn baby. She decided to break up with him. Liam didn’t fight for her. As much as he liked her and would miss her, his main priority was the baby.

Shortly after, Y/N moved into the spare bedroom across from Liam’s room. He was there for Y/N 24/7. He held her hair back every time she got morning sickness. He went grocery shopping with one of his parents to make sure they wouldn’t buy anything that would make her sick and he always managed to sneak in her latest craving in the shopping cart, which was constantly a pint of her favorite ice cream.

Also, he wouldn’t hesitate to run out in the middle of the night when she was suddenly in the mood for tacos. He would stay up with her and watch random movies on Netflix when she couldn’t sleep. He would make sure to write down all of her appointments with Melissa and Deaton on the calendar in the kitchen. He would walk with her around the neighborhood every morning and evening to make sure she was getting some exercise. Liam made sure he was on top of everything.

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Tuscaloosa Gothic
  • You are driving down the street. You pass a church. You pass another church. You pass another church. “Didn’t we already pass this church?” you ask. Another church appears. “God is watching,” the sign says. You pass another church.
  • You are in the grocery store. A man stops cold in the middle of the cereal isle; it has been too long since he demonstrated his pride. “ROLL TIDE!” he shouts. “Roll Tide,” the woman picking out an avocado agrees. “Roll Tide,” the rest of the shoppers mutter.
  • “You left your car running!” you exclaim. They respond, “It’s hot out.” You turn your car off. When you return, your car is the only one that has been stolen. “It’s hot out,” the thief says.
  • The man dressed as a cowboy stands outside Bojangles every day holding a “Jesus Saves” sign. Your neighbor waves at the Bojangles man. “Jesus Saves,” they say. “Who is he?” you ask. Your neighbor has never heard of him. You pass another church.
  • You go outside. You take your sweater off. You go inside. You put your sweater on. “Sweaters are for the air conditioning,” they say. “What is a Winter?” They wonder whether it is the name of a football player. “Roll tide,” they whisper, just in case.
  • “What does ‘Roll Tide’ mean? Are you telling the tide to roll, or are you commenting on the state of the tide?” a visiting English teacher asks. “Roll Tide,” everyone responds. The visitor is never seen again.

BTS reacting to their s/o starting to dance out of nowhere

Kim Seokjin:

He would be confused when you started randomly dancing in the cereal isle of the store, but when he heard the song that was playing it made sense to him, it was your favorite dance song. He would start laughing uncontrollably at your weird dance moves and the looks other people gave you.

“Their faces were priceless!”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Kim Namjoon:

He would be a bit embarassed but would burst out laughing and record you so he could send it to the other boys, after all you were dancing to one of their songs in the middle of the mall.

“You’re crazy, babe” he would say once you were done.

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon

Min Yoongi:

He would sigh and hide his face in his hands but would peek through his fingers because he absolutely loved when you did this kind of stuff, not caring about other people around you.

Originally posted by yoonseok

Jung Hoseok:

Honestly, he would join you immediately and dance with you as you both laughed at your silliness. Once you were done he would smile for the rest of the day.

“This is why I love you, jagi”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Park Jimin:

This little mochi would start blushing like crazy (still smiling) since you didn’t even let go of his hand to dance. He would look around at all the people who were watching your sudden outburst and continue blushing as he tried to make you stop.

Originally posted by nnochu

Kim Taehyung:

Like Hobi I feel like he would laugh and then join you. He loved that you could do this without a care in the world.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Jeon Jungkook:

One word: jungshook. He would be so shocked and confused as of why you started dancing out of nowhere that he wouldn’t be able to react. Of course his reaction would have you laughing for five minutes straight once you saw it.

Originally posted by nochujungkookie


***Im not big on country or country ish music but this song was kinda cute 💕***

 I don’t know if you were looking at me or not You probably smile like that all the time Happy sipped at his beer silently as he watched you shuffle around, wiping tables and rearranging the salt and pepper shakers. You were beautiful, and he knew he wasn’t the only one that thought to. He wasn’t the only one that looked at you when you were out and about around town. You weren’t only beautiful though, you were sweet. You were kind and full of smiles, Happy blessed enough to have been on the receiving end of them many times. He knew it was just routine though. You smiled at everyone and got everyone to smile back. That’s just the way you were. You were special. He was far from that though and knew there wasn’t a chance in hell that you’d ever give him the time of day. He’d be lying though if he said he didn’t wish for it. He wasn’t into relationships much, the stress of the club always making them seem more like a chore than a benefit. Someone like you wouldn’t be with someone like him and that was just the way the world was. That didn’t mean he couldn’t wish for it though. So for now, he would just watch you like he always did and wonder if you would ever go for a guy like him. 

 And I don’t mean to bother you but
 I couldn’t just walk by
 And not say hi

 It wasn’t but 2 days later that he found himself in the perfect opportunity to talk to you, coming to find you standing in the cereal isle at the grocery store. You stood there with your eyebrows knitted, no doubt facing the same dilemma he always did when he was here. 

 "Those new Applejacks are pretty good.“

 You looked up and smiled, reaching for the box. 

 "They looked good, I just couldn’t figure out which one I wanted." 

 He nodded quietly and grabbed a box himself. 

 "It’s the one I get the most. I always have a box in my house." 

He was quiet again after that, trying to figure out why the fuck he was telling you about his cereal habits. You didn’t seem to mind though and tossed the box into your cart with a smile. 

 "Well thanks…" 


You laughed softly but nodded.

 "Happy. That’s cool. Thanks for the suggestion.“

He nodded with you and let the ghost of a smile come to his lips.

 "You’re welcome." 


And I know your name
Cause everybody in here knows your name
And you’re not looking for anything right now
So I don’t wanna come on strong
But don’t get me wrong
Your eyes are so intimidating
My heart is pounding but
It’s just a conversation
No girl I’m not gonna waste it
You don’t know me
I don’t know you but I want to

 "Dude just talk to her. Why don’t you just ask her out or to come to the clubhouse for a party? Since when have you been scared to talk to a girl?”

 Happy pushed Juice away from him aggressively, tired of the younger Son calling him out on how he’d already wimped out on talking to you a good 3 times after your cereal talk in the store. 

 "I ain’t scared. I just don’t wanna bother her or push her away. She just went through a divorce, she ain’t looking to be tied down and controlled again. I wanna give her her time.“ 

 Juice nodded then furrowed his brows as he looked back at his brother. 

 "How do you know all of this if you’ve only talked to her once?" 

 He didn’t bother answering him, knowing he wouldn’t hear the end if it if he did. The little old lady that bakes the pumpkin pies for the Charming Thanksgiving fundraiser had caught him eyeing her one day at the diner and had dropped a hand on his shoulder, telling him to go talk to her. He guessed maybe he was a little more obvious in his admiration than he’d realized. Or at least enough for Mrs. Janis to notice and give him some tips. That’s when he’d found out about your drunk of an ex husband. How shitty he had been and how controlling he was. Now you were done with that, free from being told what to do and Mrs. Janis had made it very clear that I’d do him best to be gentle when he approached you, because she knew as well as he did that the looks of longing he gave you were more than that of a friend.

 And I don’t wanna steal your freedom
 I don’t wanna change your mind
I don’t have to make you love me
I just want to take your time

 The problem was that he wasn’t even your friend. He knew your name because everyone in town knew your name, but he didn’t know you. You were still strangers and as much as he wanted to change that, the last thing he wanted was to come on too strong and scare you away. But as he watched you from across the bar, sipping on a glass of wine all by yourself as everyone had fun around you, he was hoping off of his stool and making his way towards you before he even realized what he was doing. This wasn’t some love at first sight type of deal, not some match made in heaven bullshit. He just found himself drawn you and wanting to spend time with you, but he couldn’t deny that a woman as sweet as you might be the once to turn all that around. 

 Sitting beside you, he didn’t say anything at first, wanting to see your reaction when you noticed it was him. That would tell him if he had a shot. And sure enough, as his body settled into the seat next to yours, you looked over and smiled with a sparkle in your eyes as you recognized him. 


 He smiled softly and nodded.

 "You remember me." 

 "Of course I do." 

 He wasn’t totally sure what that meant or if it was a good thing, but the smile that was still in your face told him that maybe, just maybe, you were as happy to see him as he was to see you. That was already one step out if the way and he felt his usual confidence slowly creeping back. He knew you wouldn’t be looking for a relationship right now but he really didn’t care about that, as long as he could spend some time with you. He wanted to get to know you, to see your smile and make you laugh. He wasn’t going to try to pick you up or have a one night stand. You were worth more than that. 

 I don’t wanna wreck your Friday
I ain’t gonna waste my lines
I don’t have to take your heart
I just wanna take your time 

 "Ya know, if I didn’t know any better I’d say you were following me.”

 You both laughed at that and he shrugged. 

 "It’s a small town. Maybe you’re the one following me.“ 

 You shrugged your shoulders and made a show of nodding slowly.

 "Touché, Happy. Touché.”

 The both of you slowly began to fall into a conversation, speaking about everything and anything under the sun. You never spoke about relationships or the like, Happy made sure of that. But he found himself learning more and more about you and at the same time, he let you learn things about him too. He figured it was only fair after you had let him in allowed him into your alone time.

 You could have rolled your eyes

Told me to go to hell

Could have walked away

But you’re still here

And I’m still here

Come on let’s see where it goes

 I don’t wanna steal your freedom

I don’t wanna change your mind

I don’t have to make you love me

I just wanna take your time

 In your conversation, you both had lost track of time and found the bartender making last call, both of you checking your watches to see that it was now almost 3 am. 

 "Jesus! I didn’t know it was that late. They say that’s how you know it’s a good conversation though.“

 Happy smiled and pushed down the excitement at knowing that you enjoyed his company. You enjoyed spending time with him, talking to him, being with him. If he was telling the truth, that was all he had wanted. Just to get to know you and finally know for sure that that beautiful smile of yours was being directed at him. You both swallowed down the rest of your drinks and then turned to each other, neither of you saying anything until Happy stood and held his hand out to you to help you get down from the bar stool. 

 "Come on," 

 He could see a look flash in your eyes and he realized that you must’ve thought he was wanting to take you home with him. He reassured you quickly though.

 "Let me walk you out to your car. It’s dark and late, I don’t want you out there by yourself." 

 He could see your shoulders relax immediately, a small smile coming to your face. He didn’t really know you and yet he was still thinking about your safety.

 Woah, I don’t wanna go home with you
 Woah, I just wanna be alone with you 

 Grabbing your purse from the bar top, you walked out with him slowly, him looking over to where he had been sitting to see that a juice had already slipped out on his own. He knew he’d have a lot of talking to do with him tomorrow, the Sons loving good gossip especially when it came to Hap. He walked out of the door first, holding it open for you to step out and then came behind you, standing close as he followed you to your car. It was darkness it the lights in the parking lot were on, providing a little bit of comfort. Happy walked you all the way to your car though, instinctively looking over it and into the backseat to make sure there was no one hiding. You didn’t catch it though and simply smiled as you turned around to face him. 

 "Thank you for hanging out with me. I had a really good time." 

 Happy nodded and shrugged, really not feeling like he had done anything worth your praise.

 "It’s nothing. Just wanted to say hi. Thought it was only right after bumping into you around town so often. You’re one of the only people in this town that seem like you’re worth getting to know." 

 You looked down at your shoes as your cheeks started to burn, a small smile on your face. With that, you nodded and unlocked your car, putting your hand on the handle. 

 "Well I appreciate that Happy. I enjoyed spending time with you.”

 "So did I.“

 Pulling open your door, you got into your car and smiled at him once more.

 "Goodnight Happy.”


 Closing the door, you turned on you car and Happy stood back, waving goodbye to you as you out the car in reverse and pulled out of the lot. Once you were at the light he turned around and headed to his bike himself, ready to head home. He tossed his leg over and pulled on his helmet with a smile, already looking forward to the next time he would bump into you. 

 No, I ain’t gotta call you baby
And I ain’t gotta call you mine
I don’t have to take your heart
I just wanna take your time

How he knew he loved you

A/N: 101 FOLLOWERS OH MY GOD I’m so happy you guys! Here’s another to celebrate! It’s old so it has josh and ang, who I only do if requested. For real if anyone has any preference requests let me know. Hope you guys enjoy!

Vinny: It was the day he came home exhausted and annoyed after recording. He was going to cancel after the long day he’d had, but by the time he got home you were already outside. Sensing he was in a bad mood you sad you could do whatever he wanted, and he decided to play the latest version of Halo. He needed to blow off stem, and he didn’t really care at the time that you didn’t know the game. After about an hour and several questions from you he had finally calmed down enough to realize you were probably tired of getting your ass kicked. You were, but you knew how happy the game made him so you smiled and insisted on continuing. He realized then just how happy you made him and how hard you tired at that. That was the moment he knew he’d never let you go. You played all night until you could actually hold your own and by the end of the night you were curled up in his lap. He didn’t tell you until later that week, but he knew that night that he loved you.

Josh: You’d been dating a little while now. He’d been texting you all day from the studio telling you he’d be over for dinner soon. But as recording ran longer and longer dinner soon turned to dessert and eventually all he could do was promise he’d come over when he was done. It was almost one by the time he reached your apartment, so he used the spare key he had since he assumed you’d be asleep by now. You had to be up early for your job, so you didn’t often stay up after midnight on a weeknight. He tip-toed towards your room planning on slipping into bed quietly when he saw you propped up on the couch with your head in your hands. You were clearly fighting sleep and snapped awake when he approached you. Smiling you wrapped your arms around him and tiredly nuzzled your head into his chest. You were so cute and sleepy he just melted into you and practically carried you to bed. You feel asleep in his arms immediately as he played with your hair, and when you woke up the next morning the first words you heard were “I love you.”

Devin: You always pouted about how he could do his make-up better than you, so one day he finally decided to teach you. He pulled you through the department store to get everything you needed, explaining what each item was as he grabbed them. You almost didn’t notice the older couple behind you, staring disdainfully at your boyfriend. He’d been feeling more feminine today and had dressed to match, and honestly he made a hotter girl than you. Devin of course had already noticed them, but he didn’t want to ruin your day by making a scene so he chose ignored them. You however were not so level-headed. When they didn’t go away of even avert their eyes you abruptly spun on your heels and proceeded to let lose a string of profanities that even surprised Devin. You then chased the couple through the store screaming about their close-mindedness and rudeness until mall security had to escort you off the premise. He loved that you had his back and that you were so unapologetic about it. As you stood in the mall parking lot frustrated and without the make-up you came for, you realized you probably could have been calmer about that and not have distorted your shopping trip. As you turned to apologize to your boyfriend he cuts you off with a kiss and tells you how much he loves you there in the parking lot.

Ryan: It was pretty recently after you two had started dating. You weren’t quite official yet but you both knew you wouldn’t date anyone else. You were waiting for Ryan by a bench in the park that you alway met at since it was roughly halfway between your apartments. You’d arrived earlier than you’d thought and Ryan had texted saying he was going to be late. You played on your phone for a while but you were getting antsy, so you turned up your music and started dancing in your seat. The park was almost empty and you didn’t really care if anyone saw you anyway. Pretty soon your favorite song came on and before you had fully realized it you were dancing around the park bench. After several songs Ryan finally arrived, and to this day watching you rock out in the middle of a quiet park is still one of his favorite memories of you. He yanked an earbud from your ear and put it in his own and the two of you spent the rest of the day goofing off and dancing together like weirdos. He wouldn’t tell you for a few months after that, but by the end of the day he was already in love with you.

Ricky: The two of you were having a lazy day. You’d spent the night before at his place and the two of you basically just decided you weren’t leaving. You made a snack while Ricky was laying on the couch with his nose in another book. It was an existential book about physics and theories of the universe, which you knew was one of his favorite topics. You plopped down next to him and casually asked what it was about. You weren’t really expecting an hour long rant about all the different theories and facts about the universe but you honestly weren’t that surprised. You actual loved hearing him talk and get all passionate about a topic. You could listen to him talk for hours. Eventually he stopped, realizing he’d probably been talking for too long. Before he could apologize for boring you, you challenged him with one of your own theories which sparked a debate that lasted hours. You ended up talking about everything, and by the end of it Ricky honestly thought he couldn’t love you more. Until the next day when you showed up with your own copy of the book, already finished and determined to continue your discussions.

Angelo: Ange was dead set on seeing the new Blair Witch movie. You were excited to go, and even though you scare easy you’d convinced yourself you’d be fine. For the first 20 minutes you were, until the second shit started getting real. Angelo was enjoying the movie until he felt you latch onto his arm. He didn’t mind though: he thought it was cute that you turned to him for protection. By the end of the movie you were practically in his lap. Later that night he could tell you were still antsy, especially after you screamed when his cat knocked over your purse. After you crawled into bed he pulled you close and stroked your hair until you started to calm down enough to go to sleep. He told you how he’d never let anything hurt you as long as he was alive. In that moment you looked so fragile and dependent on him he knew he meant it. He wanted to be the one to protect you, and before he knew it the words ‘I love you’ had fallen from his lips.

Chris: Chris had pretty much fallen for you the night you met. You were always unapologetically different and he loved that about you. He didn’t realize it at first but for him it was love at first sight. It wasn’t until a year into your relationship, long after you’d started say 'I love you’, that he realized just how much he loved you. The two of you had gotten into a fight: it wasn’t a huge one, but big enough that you both were fucking pissed. He threw some pillows on the couch, yelling that he didn’t want to see your face until morning. You screamed back, but as you turned to slam you bedroom door, you yelled “night love you!” As loud as you could. As the door slammed Chris stood there bewildered wondering who else but the girl from the cereal isle would end a fight with 'I love you’. Finally he went back into your room, thankful you didn’t lock the door, and asked why. Your anger somewhat waning you confessed that you’d never end a conversation, least of all a fight without saying it in case something happened to the other person. Chris practically melted realizing how caring and wonderful you were. He assured you that nothing would happen to either of you and that he’d be with you forever. And that was when he realized he wanted to marry you someday.

Just why?

So I work on the sales floor of my store and I was pulling out food section forward at around 10 @ night. I go through everything ok until I hit the dreaded cereal isle (one of everyone least favorite isles besides chips). So I pull everything forward and putting them back into their right spots when I notice that one of the stacks of cereals wasn’t going back correctly. I try to see it it was caught in something and then I see there’s something behind it. We’ve been finding a lot of bouncy balls on shelves so I thought ‘hey someone might have thrown it back there on accident’. Nbd to be honest until I start pulling the cereal off to get it. And what do I find but a diet Snapple bottle. A consumed bottle with a little liquid left which to me made it seem like they stole it and hid it but that’s not the bad part. The bad part is that there was stuff growing inside of it. The best part was that it was 20 ft from a trash ca

anonymous asked:

why not tell us your sinful HC then we can build off them?

because im really fucking lazy

okayyy WELL i ship a lot of people so I’m just going to separate them into sections


  • Their relationship started as a fling during a late night in the office that snowballed into feelings and passing touches.  Their first night together was so aggressive and it was just to get out pent up frustration of some political strife that’s going on at least that’s what they told themselves. After that night Alex avoids Thomas at all cost, and whenever Alex and Thomas lock eyes they both blush and mumble some half ass excuse to leave. They never talk about it until four months later at an office party. Well talk is one way of phrasing it, more like Alex had five too many to drink and he pulls Thomas aside almost in tears because damn it it’s not fair he’s in love with him and he doesn’t love him back. Alex walks out of the party before Thomas can string together a response. Alex has to step into an alley after a minute of walking because he’s full blown sobbing now and he doesn’t want to be seen. “What’s not fair, is that you never gave me a chance to reply.” and Alex looks up to see Thomas standing there slightly out of breathe from running. Alex tells him to leave him alone, he’s rather not be made fun of. Thomas grabs his arm and pulls him into an embrace, and looks down at the smaller man. “Wouldn’t you like to know my answer?” and capture Alex’s lips in a delicate kiss. Wow and now the office is like sickeningly sweet,like they still fight a ton in like cabinet meetings but after its like constant cooing and loving gazes and everyone’s like ew please stop. The next time they have sex it’s still really passionate but they focus on each other’s needs, making sure the other is comfortable to keep going, making sure the other feels good. Alex likes to bite Thomas, and Thomas has this weird infatuation with Alex’s hair. Each day the couple walks in sporting new love marks and everyone internally groans because they could try and pretend they don’t fuck every night. Also both of them are really into voyeurism and-                                       honestly I’m going to make a separate post for these nerds


  • So the first time Laurens calls Alex ‘baby girl’ they are at the grocery store. They are standing in the cereal isle, “Do you want cocoa puffs, baby girl?” and Laurens doesn’t even realize what he has said until Alex replies with a strangled guttural noise. Laurens and Alex stare at each other for a very long time until Alex drags Laurens out of the store, leaving the groceries behind. I’m not saying the fuck in the back of Alex’s van, but they fuck in the back of Alex’s van.


  • So when Alex and Aaron start dating they don’t really go past making out. Alex wants to go father but Burr never seems to want to, and Alex doesn’t want to pressure him so he says nothing. One day Alex jokes about how vanilla Burr must be and something flashes in Burr’s eyes. “Quite the opposite, love.” and Alex is sputtering because, no way, no way Burr’s kinky. “Prove it” and oh jeez it just goes down hill from there. Next thing you know Alex is sitting on Burr’s bed while they establish a safe word and wow, where did Burr keep all those sex toys? After a night full of.. discoveries… Alex and Burr’s relationship has never been the same. And Alex has never been happier.


  • OKAY wow i got a lot on these nerds. Okay so obviously Herc gets turned on when Laf speaks french. At first Laf can’t understand why Herc gets upset when they speak with Alex in French. It’s not until they are both alone and Laf asks Herc a question in French, forgetting for a moment that he doesn’t speak French, and Herc is all flustered and is gripping the table. Laf is just ecstatic with his discovery and abuses his power over Herc, whispering French into Hercs ear, with one hand tracing small circles on his lower back, and the other on Herc’s arm. Herc can’t control himself and just pounces on Laf. French isn’t the only thing coming out of Lafs mouth that night. Also Laf has such a bad daddy kink and want’s Herc to call them fifille so bad but is too embarrassed to ask. Well one night Laf comes home after a wild night with lams and Herc is there sitting in the couch and is extremely angry because, wtf you weren’t picking up your phone and you didn’t tell me where you went. and laf is like “I’m sorry, daddy. Please don’t punish your fifille.” and passes out on the couch over Herc’s lap and Herc is just sitting there, shocked. Laf wakes up with a terrible headache and laying on the bed they shared with Herc. Herc walks in with coffee and advil, and while Laf sips his coffee mumbling their thank you, Herc mentions last night. “Yeah, I’m sorry about that babe, my phone died and Laurens ordered shots and-” “If you wanted to call me daddy you could have just asked.” and laf spits out their coffee. After several minutes of Laf choking and Herc rubbing their back, they fall into an awkward silence. Herc takes advantage of the silence and explains how last night they called him daddy and refereed to themselves as ‘fifille’ (which Herc had to look up on their phone) and how he’s up for it if Laf is okay with it. Needless to say, they don’t dont get much done that day.

Phillip Hamilton and Theo Burr wtf is their ship name guys (all these I’ve talked about with @theall-possiblegirl)

  • WOW I LOVE THEM OKAY. These loser are terrible a sneaking around, okay? Like their dads hate each other so they have to keep their relationship secret but god damn they are the worst. Like Theo moans so fucking loud all the time and ofc Phillip isn’t going to stop her because why would he ever muffle something so beautiful? Phillip is forgetful and clumsy so he’ll knock over a lamp after falling into Theo’s bedroom at 3 o’clock in the morning but he wont lock the door before they have sex. Cue getting walked in on constantly. Like poor Eliza and momma Theodosia because damn it these two make hiding the relationship so difficult (obvs the moms help the two sneak around). I feel like Phillip and Theo would be such gentle and giving lovers like they are always trying to put their lovers pleasure before theirs. Phillip goes down on Theo for hours, making sure Theo cums several times before she even touches him. Honestly i could talk about these nerds for hours because they are like the cutest couple ever okay?


  • These dumbasses. They both have ad a crush on the other for years, but have never told the other because that’s gay and they’re bros you know they are both frat boys irl i will fight everyone. So one night, after a couple fireballs, Angelica suggest that everyone plays spin the bottle. Madison not really for it because he really doesn’t want to see Jefferson makeout with another girl in front of him some more, but Jefferson is all for it and Madison can’t say no when Jefferson throws his arm over his shoulder like that. long story short Jefferson spins the bottle, it lands on Mads and Mads is all blushy and shit until Jefferson plops in his lap and starts making out with him. Madison can’t tell if he’s died and gone to heaven or hell, but he’s sure he’s dead because there is no way this is happening in real life. Well Angie tells them to break it up or take it to another room because she wants to continue with the game. When Jefferson pulls away Mads is really sad thinking Jefferson has come to his senses and is about to say how gross that was or something just as hurtful, but is surprised when Jefferson grabs his arm and pulls him into another room. They both wake up the next day with a throbbing headache, naked, and a vague idea what happened the night before. Mads is about to cry because he thinks Jefferson thinks he’s a freak (Jefferson is thinking the same thing) and tries to leave without waking up Jefferson he’s already awake fuckboi but Jefferson grabs his arm and asks him to stay. Cue really cute/awkward confessions and cuddles. Also Alex yelling at them when they come downstairs because he couldn’t sleep all night because they were fucking too loud.

So that took me forever to type. I’m sorry if this isn’t what you wanted, anon, I’ve never really typed out my HC this way before. Sorry it’s so long, i just have a lot to say about things. I also didn’t add everything; i might do that in alater post. Mullete and Jeffmads HC are both inspired by the wonderful @lafyettes go check out their blog, they are amazing and my highkey my tumblr crush

Déjà vu ~Pt. 1

Bucky x reader
Warnings: none
Summary: Bucky finds a familiar face in an unfamiliar world, will he figure out how he knows her?
Side note: I’m so bad at summaries

“Steve, no.” Bucky sighed for from what he had counted, was the fifth time.

“You never leave the tower.” Steve argued. “I don’t know how you have any pigment in your skin, honestly.”

“I do leave the tower! Yesterday I went to that little corner store to buy toothpaste.” Bucky huffed.

“That’s a two minute walk, Buck.”

“Two minutes there, two minutes back. Four minutes of sunshine.” Bucky quipped and snappily opened his newspaper again.

He liked the normalcy of reading the paper, Sam liked to make fun of him because ‘only old men read the paper you freakin’ dust bunny’.

“I’m sick of you acting like a vampire. I swear ever since you came back from Romania..” Steve broke off into unintelligible grumbles and sighs.

Bucky rolled his eyes, skimming the article he had been staring at and trying to read the entire time Steve had decided to pester him. Once he got going, there was no way to stop him. The only reason Tony even used sunblock now is because Steve started lecturing him until he gave in and lathered half a bottle onto his face until he looked like a great value clown.

“FINE, STEVE! You win!” Bucky stood up quickly, making his seat shoot out behind him. “I will help you go grocery shopping.”

“Yay.” Steve said dryly. “Thank you for blessing me with your presence on this mundane task I have been forced to do by Tony.”

“I can’t still back out, Stevie.” Bucky threatened.
“What’s the difference between a brown egg and a white egg.” Bucky asked as he held up two cartons, giving them scrutinizing stares

“Literally nothing, Buck, just grab four and put them in the cart.” Steve sounded like he regretted dragging Bucky along.

“Fine, grumpy.” Bucky mumbled and stacked them neatly in the corner. “You practically begged me to come and now it’s like you hardly want me here.”

“That’s because I didn’t know you were going to make this as complicated as Nat!” Steve snapped, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“I just think it’s funny how-”

“Bucky. Shut up.”

“Okay, whatever.” He held his hands up in surrender.

“Good, now go find wheaties.” Steve demanded.

Bucky quickly walked away, thankful to get away from Steve before he got to the milk section and began debating what percentage of fat he should get. Finding the cereal isle he grabbed several boxes of the bland cereal and began slowly walking back. Only he didn’t get that far.

He nearly dropped his cereal in his hurry to get back to Steve. He haphazardly dropped the cereal into the cart and poked Steve wildly.

“Steve Steve Steve, you HAVE to come look at this!” He begged and tugged on his sleeve.

“Okay but first, one percent or two percent.” Steve gel up the two gallons of milk.

“There’s no time for that!” Bucky hissed and smacked the milk away.


“Doesn’t she look familiar? I SWEAR I know her.” Bucky peered around the display of coke.

Steve stroked his freshly grown beard and nodded slowly. “I think I’ve seen her somewhere as well… I can’t put my finger on it.”

Bucky’s don’t respond, he was busy watching the woman read the back of a peanut butter jar. Steve was still mumbling about where he could’ve possibly seen her.

“I got it!” He snapped.

“What what?!” Bucky whipped around to face him.

“Was she the one you ran over when you were racing Sam down the street?” Steve questioned.

“What? No! That lady was way too old to be her, dumbass.” Bucky resumed watching the woman. “It seriously hurts how close I am to knowing who she is. It feels like my brain is cramping.”

He growled in frustration and crossed his arms, his entire face scrunched. Steve watched him for a moment before realizing they had left their cart in the milk aisle.

“Shoot! It’ll come to you later, lets go.” Steve began speed walking away.

“Wait- no.” Bucky attempted to get him stay but failed. He sighed, glancing at the women once more before following Steve.

This will be a new series! Updates will be a bit slow given I’m very busy. TAGS are open, just send in an ask.


Pairing: SamxReader
Word Count: 1,370
Warnings: None
A/N: I’ve only done one AU before, and that was a few years back.

Part 1 of When Did We Get a Kid?

Walking in your apartment door, you tossed your keys onto the little end table. “Hey, Sammy?” You called. Hearing laughter, you assumed he was watching something on TV. Shaking your head, you moved to the kitchen. Setting down the bag of groceries, you froze. You heard the laughter again, but that was far too life like to be on television. Abandoning your task of putting food away, you followed the sound down the hall. Stopping right at your room mate’s door.

You opened Sam’s door and blinked. There, on the floor, was Sam. He was currently being tackled by a little boy that couldn’t be older than three. “Hey, Y/N. I didn’t hear you get home.” He said before laughing again.

“Yeah. Um. When did we get a kid?” You asked, pointing to the little boy. Finally, the kid looked up at you and smiled. “I told you not to get a dog, so you went out and got a human?” You teased him. The apartment complex wouldn’t let you have pets, but that didn’t stop him from trying to convince you to get one in secret.

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isabellamozarella03  asked:

Who would most likely dance in the middle of a store with you, when your favorite song comes on?

this would definitely be tom, like it’s late at night and you guys are at the grocery store and your fav song comes on quietly and tom would wrap his arms around you and whisper the lyrics to the song in your ear and you’d giggle. and then he’d grab your hands and start dancing in the middle of the cereal isle of the grocery store :’))

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Post Breakup

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You weren’t sure how to feel, opening your door to reveal Ashton standing there in front of you. He looked the same he always did, better perhaps. His smile still made your heart flutter, despite the fact you’d broken up only a month ago.

“Hey.” He grins, hands shoved into the pockets of his hoodie. “How’re you?”

“Okay…you?” You ask, unable to resist the small smile tugging at your lips. His smile had always been infectious.

“I’m good. Well…I’m alright…well actually…” He takes a deep breath, smile falling as he looks at you hopefully. “So like, I know we broke up and stuff but funny story. I haven’t told my family yet and they just assumed you’d be coming with me to Lauren’s birthday thing tonight and I can’t break my great grandmas’s heart like that-”


“She’ll probably have a heart attack, wait what?”

“Yes.” You smile, ignoring the butterflies that erupt when he beams at you. “I’ll come with you.”

“You’d do that for me?”

“Of course, I can’t beak your great grandma’s heart, she’s so sweet. It would just be cruel.” Ashton’s smile somehow widens, and you ignore the voice in your head saying this was a bad idea. “Do you want to come in and wait while I get ready?”

“Holy shit I love you…” He breathes, taking a step forward before he freezes in shock and his mouth falls open. “Wait-”

“Just go sit down Ash.” You smile, turning around and heading for your bedroom.

An hour and a half later, and the two of you are entering Ashton’s mother’s house. Ashton held the present in his hand whilst you held the card, something the two of you had had to stop and pick up on the way so you could sign it together. Lauren grinned at you as you entered, giving you both a hug before you made your way into the living room, only to be greeted by a chorus of cheers from Ashton’s family members.

“Y/N dear!” His great grandmother called after greeting him, a smile wide on her face that so resembled Ashton’s. “How lovely to see you!”

“And you Pearl.” You smiled warmly at her, Ashton taking the seat beside you as the three of you settled on the sofa. “How have you been?”

“I’ve told you so many times, call me Gran sweetheart.” She sighs, tapping her hand on your knee. Ashton’s arm falls around your shoulders and you leant back against him slightly, the movement so routine neither of you realised what you had done. “And I’ve been excellent. You know these new vitamins have given me a whole new lease of life. I might make it to yours and Ashton’s wedding at this rate.”

“Gran.” Ashton warned, both of you tensing as his arm fell from your shoulders.

“Just a comment Ashton darling, no need to take it so seriously. Although, it is about time you get a ring on her finger, she won’t wait around forever you know-”

“Gran! Come see this!” Her words are cut off by Ashton’s young cousin, and the two of you take a moment before he goes to find you a drink.

He doesn’t bring it up until your parked outside your apartment again, an awkward silence over the two of you as you reflect on the evening. There had been so many moments where the two of you had fallen back into old habits, that it was almost as if you’d never broken up.
“Thank you. For doing that.” Ashton mumbled, both of you turning in your seats to face each other. “You didn’t have to.”

“I didn’t mind. I love your family, it was no problem.” You assure him, a small smile tugging at both of your lips. “It was fun actually., and we saved your great grandmother’s heart.”

“For now, yeah.” He nods, his smile falling again. “I’ll tell them soon, that we’ve…you know…”

“Yeah.” You nod, eyes falling to your knees. “Yeah, of course.”

“I don’t want to though.” His confession causes your eyes to dart back up, his own locked on your face. “I meant it earlier, I love you. Tonight, it felt so normal, it felt right. I don’t want to tell them we’ve broken up because I don’t want to be broken up. Please Baby, can’t we sort something?”

You finally smile at him again, a grin overtaking Ashton’s own features as you lean across, brushing your lips against his gently.

“You want to come in?”


To say you were mad at Michael was an understatement.

You pulled up beside the club, slamming your car door as you got out. You stormed across the street to wear you could see your ex boyfriend chatting happily to a bouncer, them much larger man seemingly unimpressed. You didn’t care about your appearance, mainly due to the time, wearing nothing but a pair of pyjama shorts and an old sweatshirt, your hair pulled messily up on your head.

“Y/N!” Michael’s shout rings out when he sees you, but he quickly cowers behind the bouncer when your glare at him. “Uh oh.”

“Yeah. Uh oh.” You growl, glaring at him before spinning to face the very tall, very wide bald man Michael was hiding behind. “I’m sorry about him, was it your phone that called me?”

“Yeah. I was going to ring a cab for him before he said he knew his girlfriend’s number by heart.”

Ex girlfriend.” You emphasise the point, glaring back at Michael. “Car. Now.”

He nods meekly before scurrying behind you as you stalk back to the car. You slam your door again as you slide into your seat, Michael falling into the passenger seat with a sigh. Once he’s clumsily done his belt, you pull out of the lot, not bothering to look at him.

“Can I play some music?”

“No.” You snap, seeing him pout from the corner of your eye. “Why did you have to use his phone? Where the fuck is yours?”

“In the flat, forgot it.”

“Of course you did.” You sigh, before the words of the bouncer swim through your mind. “How did you remember my number?”

“I still have it memorised even though we…you know…split.” He mumbles, and you try not to think about how even though it’s been six months, he still knows your number.


You drive in silence from then, neither of you saying anything. Michael looks out of the window as you drive and you don’t think you want to know what he’s thinking about. It isn’t until you’re pulled up outside of his building either of you speak.

“You’re gonna be ok getting in right?” You ask, looking at him worriedly. “You’ve got your keys?”

“Yup, right here.” He grins triumphantly, pulling them from his pocket as if they were a trophy. He leans across the car to plant a sloppy kiss on your cheek before you realise what he’s doing. “Thanks Princess.”

And then he’s gone, climbing out and walking away as if it hadn’t happened. You go back to being mad, driving home with a scowl still on your face.

It isn’t until the next afternoon when you hear from him again, his contact photo filling your screen as you answer with a sigh.

“What Michael?” You ask, the annoyance still laced in your voice.

“Okay, so I know you’re pissed that you had to pick my drunk ass up from a dingy club at three am, but you have to admit, remembering your number after six shouts of bourbon was impressive.”

You lips twitch up at his words, and you hate that he’s almost right.

“If we were still together, I would might be more impressed.” You tell him, picking at a loose thread in your jeans. “However as we aren’t, I didn’t appreciate the call.”

“But that’s why you should be impressed. I mean, it’s been six months and I still know it.” You can hear the smirk in his voice, and you roll your eyes. “Besides, I’m calling now to say I’m sorry and beg for your forgiveness.”

“Good, because I’m really pissed Mikey.” You reply, unable to stop the nickname falling from your lips. “Why do you remember my number anyway?”

“I was dialling it every day for three and a half years, I wasn’t just going to forget it because we broke up after that stupid fight.”

His words make both of you fall silent again, and the tension that was around you last night seeps back. You hear him sigh, and you can picture him scratching the back of his neck as he thought.

“Can I come over?”

“Yes.” You reply before you even think, and you can’t help the grin that breaks out onto your face. “But I’m still pissed at you calling me this morning.”

“I’ll make it up to you.” You can hear the smile in his voice. “I promise.”


“Need some help?”

You freeze in the middle of the isle, arm still stretched as you attempted to reach a box of cereal from the shelf. Slowly, you retract your arm, spinning around to face Luke for the first time since you’d broken up.

“Please.” You nod, smiling as he chuckles and grabs the box for you, fingers brushing yours as he hands it over. “Thank you.”

“S’ok.” He shrugs, hands shoving into his pockets as he smiles warmly at you. “How are you?”

“I’m…good…yeah, I’m good.” You nod, Luke smirking at you. “You?”

“Yeah, I’m good.” He nods, mimicking your words. His eyes scan your body and he cocks an eyebrow, and you suddenly realise what you’re wearing. “Nice sweatshirt.”

Your own eyes fall to the item of clothing in question. Luke’s Sike sweatshirt fell down to your thighs, the sleeves covering the palms of your hands. Your eyes dart back up to meet his as he waits patiently for you to respond.

“Okay I know this is your sweatshirt and that we broke up five months ago but it’s really comfy, okay?” You sigh, Luke grinning with amusement. “You can have it back, if you want.”

“You’re just gonna strip and hand it to me right here in the middle of the cereal isle?”


“Relax Y/N.” He smiles, this one a lot more comforting than the others. “It’s just me.”

Exactly. It’s just you, Luke fucking Hemmings.” You don’t mean to start rambling, but once you do you can’t stop. “You’re the love of my life Luke. Did you know that? Did you know that walking away from you was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do? I know we both agreed that breaking up was the best thing for us, but fuck it wasn’t supposed to be this hard. I wasn’t supposed to miss you every day, I wasn’t supposed to want to see you all the time despite the fact you aren’t my boyfriend any more. I was supposed to move on with my life, find someone else and start again. But I can’t because you’re everywhere. You’re in my head and you’re at the park and you’re at the coffee shop down the street and as if that wasn’t enough, your face is on practically every magazine and your songs are always on the radio and it’s really fucking hard because how am I supposed to keep on living when my soul mate doesn’t want to be my soul mate. And I totally do not still wear this sweatshirt all the time because it still smells like you and is the only thing that feels anything remotely close to home since I moved out. Absolutely not.”

You take a deep breath as you finish, before your eyes blow wide at everything you’ve just said. Your hand covers your face as you groan, not even wanting to look at Luke after your outburst. It isn’t until his fingers gently wrap around your wrist and tug it away that your eyes find his face, and you find that he’s smiling at you. He’s smiling at you and it isn’t the smirk or the amused smiled he’d given you earlier. It’s the smile full of teeth and twinkly eyes that Michael had once told you Luke reserved for you and you alone.

“Finished your little speech?” He asks, and you nod timidly, Luke lacing his fingers with yours as he continues to grin. “Okay, good. Well, before, I was just going to tell you it looked better on you and you could keep it, but I’ve changed my mind.”

“You’ve changed your-“

“You’re going to move back home.” He tells you, and he looks so determined despite the fact he’s still smiling you daren’t disturb him. “You’re going to finish this shopping then go back to Freya’s flat, because I know that’s where you’ve been crashing, and you’re going to grab your stuff and come back home. Because honestly Y/N, I’ve been an absolute wreck these past five months and the fact that you’re still in love with me is the best thing I’ve heard all year. I’m so completely and totally irrevocably in love with you that it hurts. So you and the sweatshirt need to come back home. For good.”

You smash your lips to his, the box of cereal still clutched in one hand, the other gripping his. He smiles against your lips as you pull away, forehead pressed to yours. You giggle, kissing him once more before pulling away completely.

“Let’s go home Lu.” You tell him, his smile somehow widening.

“Lead the way Pretty Girl.”


The sun had finally made an appearance after days after days of rain, and you’d practically leapt at the chance to take your dog, Gordo, for a walk without getting soaked in the first ten seconds. Putting one earbud in so you could half listen to music, the two of you made your way to the park, both excited to have a peaceful walk around the perimeter.

Unfortunately, Gordo had other plans.

The black Labrador nearly dislocated your shoulder as he tried to drag you directly across the centre of the large space. You groaned, trying and failing to keep him on the dirt path that followed the trees. Giving up, you allowed him to pull you to the opposite side of the park to where you entered. That is, until you notice what it is he’d leading you to. Or, more specifically, who.

Subtly, you attempted to pull him back, hissing his name as you tried to avoid Calum desperately. You silently thanked your lucky stars that his attention was on his phone, and kept trying to divert Gordo to basically anywhere else. You apparently underestimated your dog’s strength, when he suddenly yanked his leash from your grip and bolted towards your ex boyfriend.

“For fucks sake.” You groan, trailing slowly behind as Gordo reaches Calum, whose eyes grow wide at the sight of the dog bounding towards him. It isn’t hard to notice the realisation that dawns on him seconds before Gordo reaches him

“Hey buddy. Hey.” Calum laughs, dropping to his knees to play with the three year old dog. You sighed as you got closer. Your relationship with Calum had begun mere months after you’d first gotten Gordo, the Labrador getting just as attached to the Maori boy as you. You think his heat broke just as much after the break up. “Yeah I’ve missed you too!”

“Calum.” Your voice is strained as you come to a stop in front of them, his attention momentarily shifting from Gordo to you, his dark eyes wide.

“Y/N.” He nods, before grinning back at the dog. “I know buddy. I know.”

Calum stands then, passing you Gordo’s lead silently. Gordo nudges Calum’s hand, Calum grinning down at him as he continues to pat his head. You stand in silence, watching the exchange with an emotionless expression.

“Well this is really awkward considering the last time we saw each other I was screaming at you that I never wanted to talk to you again.” You sigh, Calum finally looking back at you, his hand still on Gordo’s head. “But my dog saw recognised you all the way across the park and literally dragged me over here because he misses you…so Hi.”

“Hey.” He nods again, but the corner of his lip twitches up. “Gordo always was just as stubborn as you.”

“I resent that. I think he got that from you, the amount of time you spent together.” You mutter, Calum rolling his eyes.

“That we spent together.” He corrects, and you don’t miss the hurt in his voice.

“Well, yeah, right. That we spent together.” You agree, Calum’s smile falling as he sighs. “What?”

“I know you hate me, but you could at least be civil.”

“I am being civil.”

“Y/N we are only having this conversation because your dog dragged you over here. Your dog.”

“Well I am sorry for not wanting to discuss shitty things such as the weather and your plans for Christmas when you broke my heart.”

“For the one hundredth time, I didn’t cheat on you!” He groans, his free hand running through his hair. “Why can’t you believe me?”

“I do believe you!”

“Nothing happened…wait what?” He asks, eyes blown wide.

“I do believe you.” You repeat, your voice quiet. “I always believed you. I was just mad that the rest of the world didn’t believe you and you weren’t doing much to change that.”

“But you said I broke your heart.”

“Because you left Calum.”

“You told me to!”

“Well I didn’t mean it!” You tell him. “I didn’t. And I’ve spent every day wishing I hadn’t said it because I should have known you would have left if I asked, because you did everything for me.”

“Because I loved you.” He admits. “Still do. You’re not the only one who got their heart broken.”

“Yeah well I knew that. Gordo hasn’t been the same.” You mumble, Calum’s chuckle making you smile. “I still love you too you know.”

“I’d guessed.” He nods, grinning. “If you didn’t you’d have snatched the lead and stormed off. Instead, you spoke to me.”

“God you know me so well.” You groan, making him laugh. “Well, at least Gordo’s looking out for me.”

“I’d like to again, if you’ll let me.”

breakup!5sos night with @felicityash

Purple Plastic Spoon

WC: 710

Genre: Fluff

TW: Nada

Inspired by a cute conversation I heard between a father and son at the grocery store earlier.



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They lose their 3 year old in the store (INFINITE)

Y/S/N: your son’s name

Y/O/S/N: your other son’s name

Y/D/N: Your daughter’s name

Sunggyu: -he was more scared than mad when he lost your daughter. She wanted to go see the toys in the store and walked away when he was on the phone with you. He hung up on you and went to look for her. He went straight to the toys and didn’t find her. But he soon found her in the cereal isle looking at all the boxes with prizes in them- “I just spent the last 5 minutes looking for you. And you were an isle down from were we were. I hung up on your mother for no reason. Do you realize how much trouble I WILL be in for losing you and hanging up on her, Y/D/N?” 

Dongwoo: -he had to go chase down one of your twin sons and took the other with him. So when he found Y/S/N he let go of Y/O/S/N’s hand for a minute so he could lecture Y/S/N/ And when he turned around to grab Y/O/S/N’s hand he was gone. And he was getting slightly mad. But he knew he had to go find the other one- “you guys can’t do this to me! I should have brought your leash backpacks but you promised you wouldn’t wander off. Why?!”

Woohyun: -your son was smart and left when you two weren’t looking. You were trying to calm your infant daughter and when he turned to check on your son he wasn’t there anymore. You were angry and Woohyun came back with your son and a stuffed animal which Y/S/N passed to his baby sister. Who stopped crying right away- “see nothing to be angry about. No more tears. No more problems”

Hoya: -it wasn’t the first time he had lost your toddler in the store. But this was new even for him. He’d lost the boy when he was standing behind him before, in a clothing rack, and once when they were the only two in a two stall bathroom. But this time your son didn’t venture far off. Y/S/N was sleepy and Howon wouldn’t put him in the cart so he improvised. When Howon found him he was sleeping on a model bed nicely tucked under the covers snoring slightly.- “this boy is going to kill me. He could have stayed home with his mother but no he just had to come with me”

Sungyeol: -your daughter usually didn’t walk off. But when you weren’t able to go to the store so he was left incharge of her and your sons. He had to put her baby brother in the cart and tried to keep him there. While your older son told him he was going to go look at the games but he didn’t realize he said he was taking Y/D/N with him. He panicked and had a worker announce that he was looking for her. And soon Y/S/N came walking back with her and a confused look. Explaining that he said he was taking her with him- “Your mother will never let me live this down. She shouldn’t let me take you three in public when it’s only me”

Myungsoo: -he lost your son while you guys were at the mall. So there was so many places he could be. But the only place he didn’t check was the bathroom where he had been asking to go to for the past 10 minutes while you and Myungsoo were in search for things for a new nursery. So when he rushed back to you he was being lectured about listening- “You know what you were with us as well and you didn’t hear him either so. At least he came back after he went”

Sungjong: -it was a pet store and your daughter was looking for the puppies. He brought her in there because you said the fish needed new food so he brought her to the isle with him. When he turned to find her she was gone. He was scared slightly but soon found her in the pen with the puppies- “we’ll just tell mommy the puppy came with the food. Ok?”

Request: The reader and Castiel go to the store together and people assume that they're dating and call them cute c:

It was your turn to go to the store, so you jumped in the car and went to the nearest market. You were halfway there when you heard, “Hello.” and practically jumped out of your skin. 

“Jesus.” You said once you calmed down, “Cas, you have to stop that!”

“Sorry. What are you doing?” He asked.

“I’m going to the store.” You told him. 

“May I come?” He asked.

“Sure, it’s kinda boring though.” You warned him. He just nodded and looked out the window. 

You found a great parking spot right out front and got out of the car. Castiel followed your lead, actually using the car door, and stood beside you. He walked behind you into the store. 

“Grab me a cart?” You asked.

He looked to the stack and picked one up. Like, he literally picked it up and proceeded to hand it to you. You burst out laughing and quickly said, “No! Not like that. Put it down.” Castiel did what you said with a confused look on his face. “There are wheels on it, you can just push it around.” He looked down at the cart. “Goodness, you’re difficult!” You exclaimed. You grabbed his hand and put it on the cart. Then, you stood behind him and pushed it, showing him how simple it was. 

Castiel quickly got the hang of it, and you peeled away from him. You noticed the people around you smiling and staring in your direction. An old lady walked near you and said, “You’re very cute together.” Then kept walking. 

“Thank you.” Castiel said after her, not understanding the lady’s implication. You smiled at Cas. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t have a sweet spot for him. He was an amazingly good person, a great fighter, and just look at him! Looking like an angel doesn’t even come close to describing him! 

You grabbed his arm and pulled him in the right direction. First, you needed cereal. You checked the isle for your favorite, Cinnamon Toast Crunch. You barely looked before Castiel grabbed the right box. You hadn’t even told him you liked it. “How did you know?" 

"You eat it every morning.” He informed you, and you beamed at him. “What else do we need?”

“Lunch meat.” You told him. He followed you to the deli line, and you let him grab the number. 

You got number 79, but they were only on 74, it’d be a wait. You impatiently watched as some lady asked question after question about the different kinds of cheese, when Castiel tapped your arm. You looked at him and he handed you a piece of chocolate. 

“Where did you get this?” You asked, hoping he didn’t accidentally steal something. 

“That woman over there.” He told you, pointing to a lady handing out free samples. “She told me to give this to you.”


“She said that men usually give chocolate to their girlfriends.” He explained. 

“I’m your girlfriend?” You asked.

“You are female and my friend, so yes.” Castiel said.

You chuckled and took a bite of the chocolate. There was caramel in the middle, yum! “Oh, Cas, you need to try this!” You held the chocolate to him, and he ate it straight from your hand. You laughed and watched his expression. 

“What’s in it?”

“Caramel. Do you like it?" 

"Yes.” He answered, looking back to the woman. “Can I get some?" 

"Sure!” You watched as he went back to the lady and took a box. She said something to Cas, glancing at you and smiling. He nodded and came back, placing the box in the cart.

“What did she say?” You asked him, curious.

“She said that we were very cute together.” He answered. 

You were about to say something about that not being a normal adjective to describe friends, but your number was called, so you dropped it. You kind of liked being mistaken for a couple. 

You got the meat and headed towards the freezer section. You desperately needed ice cream. You stared at the selection of Ben and Jerrys, unable to choose. 

“What are you looking at?” Castiel asked, moving behind you, trying to see something he missed. 

“There are so many flavors! I don’t know what to get!” You explained. 

“You like chocolate.” Castiel told you. 

“I know, but there’s chocolate ice cream with stuff in it. I just don’t know if I want Brownie or chocolate crunches.” You said. 

Castiel nodded, then reached around you, not moving from behind you. He opened the door, and grabbed both ice creams, and placed them in the cart. “I don’t need both." 

"But you like them. You should get what makes you happy.” Castiel argued, closing the door.

You shook your head, smiling. “Alright, but you have to try some." 

"Okay.” He said, pushing the cart. You were aware of people smiling in your direction. 

You and Castiel loaded the groceries onto the conveyor belt. You were standing super close to Cas. There wasn’t a lot of room between the conveyor belt and the snack stand, and the people behind you didn’t understand proper market manners, and had their shopping cart right behind you. Castiel didn’t act any differently, he didn’t understand personal space anyways.

You were growing more and more impatient, just wanting to get home. Castiel sensed your anxiousness and placed an arm on your shoulder. You leaned towards him, enjoying his comfort. He surprised you by wrapping an arm completely around your shoulder, and pulling you closer to him.

“Aw, I remember when we were like that.” The woman next to you whispered to her husband. You smiled at her, but didn’t say anything. The cashier finally started ringing up your items.

You quickly paid and left the market, going to your car. You popped the trunk and put the items in. Castiel came up beside you and started helping. Then he turned around and ran the cart back to the little cart area, and simply poofed back to the passenger seat.

When you made it back to the bunker Castiel simply teleported all your items into the kitchen, saving your from taking multiple trips. Dean came in and started putting everything away.

“How did you like shopping?” Dean asked him.

“It was fun.” Castiel replied.

“Did you learn anything new today?” Dean asked in a mocking tone.

“Yes, Y/N and I are very cute together.” Castiel stated.

Dean stopped and looked at him, then you. “People kept calling us cute. They thought we were a couple.” You explained.

“Ah.” Dean said, nodding his head, a smile spreading over his lips. “Well, you two are very cute together. Cas, you should take Y/N out!”

You stared daggers at Dean, but Cas said, “We were just out. Should we go back to the store?”

“No, Cas. Take her out to dinner. Like a date. It’s what people do when they have feelings for each other.” Dean explained.

“I’m right here, you know!” You exclaimed.

“Cas,” Dean started, ignoring you. “You like Y/N, don’t you?”

“Of course.” Castiel replied.

“What exactly do you think of her?”

“She’s wonderful. She’s smart, humorous, and very beautiful.” Castiel stated like it was nothing.

“Then ask her out.” Dean suggested.

Castiel nodded and said, “Y/N, will you go out with me?”

“Yes, I’d love to.” You replied, smiling and blushing. It was nice to know that Cas felt the same way.

“Aw, you two are so cute together.” Dean teased, putting the groceries away.

(I hope you like it!) 

The One in the Condom Isle

A Happy!verse Fic (05/26/14)

Stiles knows for a fact that if he wants to marry Derek, he’s going to have to ask for himself. It’s not because Derek doesn’t love him or doesn’t want to spend the rest of his life with him. It’s just that when your existence reaches a certain level of terrible, you never quite get back to the point where you don’t completely fear rejection. 

Apparently Stiles is awful at this though. He has fucked up about…8 times at this point. 

One. The park. Tripped over a dog. Had to go to the emergency room for a broken arm.

Two. Candlelit dinner. Set the tablecloth on fire. 

Three. Stargazing on the roof. Rain. So, so much rain. There had been a month long drought beforehand. Like it had just been waiting to fuck up Stiles’ plans. 

Four. Their bed. Derek fell asleep. Stiles absolutely did not consider drawing a dick on his face in retaliation. Because that would be juvenile. 

Five. Times Square on their weekend trip to New York. Too. Many. Fucking. People.

Six. Hike in the woods. He was so out of shape. Oh my god, worst decision ever.

Seven. Baseball game. Another couple swiped their moment! The fucking jackasses. He hopes the only color available for bridesmaid dresses is goddamn peach. 

Eight. At a barbecue with friends and family. Why did he think that would be a good idea? Did he forget who he associated with? No. Just no.  

In the end, this is how it goes:

Stiles and Derek are getting groceries like they do every Saturday. They have rituals at this point and seriously Stiles loves it. It’s the absolute bomb-diggity. He’s standing in the condom isle, reading the ingredients on a bottle of lube. He chews on the corner of his mouth, can feel his eyebrows creasing toward each other in the middle. 

And from some eerie, otherworldly place in existence, he hears Derek’s voice say the words, “Marry me." 

Stiles’ head snaps up to see Derek, eyes huge and round, expressive brows climbing his forehead, and the bag of peas he’d gone to retrieve clutched in his right hand. 

Stiles looks at the shelf full of condom brands and then back at Derek, "What?”

“Um. I didn’t. I mean–if you. We don’t. Uh.”

Stiles tries really hard not to smile. He has a weakness for flustered Derek Hale. Hell, he has a weakness for any Derek Hale. “Did you just ask me to marry you?”

“I–um. Well I mean, it–yes.”

Stiles set the lube back on the shelf, plucks the peas from Derek’s hand and plops them in the cart. “Did you um,” he looks down at the top of his shoes and back up through his lashes. “Did you mean it?”

Derek looks at him consideringly for a moment, “Yeah. Yeah I did.”

Stiles smiles, feels like he won’t ever be able to stop now that he’s started. He puts his hand to the back of Derek’s neck and pulls him infor a kiss. “Definitely,” he says, his breath ghosting across both of their lips. 

“Really?” Derek sounds so disbelieving that Stiles can barely contain all his emotions inside his chest.

He nods. Goes in to kiss him again. “Wait,” he stops, pulling back a bit. “Did you get rings, dude?”

“Uh, no it was kind of a…spur of the moment thing.”

“Oh good. Because I have some under our mattress at home.”

“You said I imagined it being lumpy!” Derek exclaims, indignant but still happy underneath. “You fucking liar.”

“Oh my god, Der. Shut up,” Stiles orders. And then he makes him. 

They tell their friends that Derek proposed at the grocery store. They lie about being in the cereal isle.