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PROPOSALS

▹ pairing: Jeongguk x reader
▹ words: 18,102 I’m so sorry 
▹ genre: smut, fluff, light angst, friends to lovers

You and Jeongguk propose at restaurants to get free food, but somewhere along the way you start to fall for him.


You never thought Jeongguk would actually take you up on the whole fake proposals thing. When you had suggested the idea to him, he’d just laughed and said “yeah”, then continued playing Fallout 4. You hadn’t actually meant it; the idea was one of those you vaguely imagine it happening, but not really, which is why when he brought it up weeks later suggesting you try it out, you thought he was kidding. 

He wasn’t, and this is how you end up in one of the city’s nicer restaurants on a fake date with your best friend. 

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She’s Just Not That Into You » Part VI (A Harry Styles Miniseries)

Miss the previous parts? Part One » Part Two » Part Three » Part Four » Part Five

Check out the inspiration behind Harry’s home here! The amazing @graceak​ made a phenomenal playlist to go along with Harry’s story, and I could not recommend it more. You can find that here!

As always, this miniseries is dedicated to @stylesunchained​. I hope Part VI mends everything Part V managed to break, my love! And, once again, thank you all for your continued support. I am over the moon about the response this story has gotten, as I’m unworthy of all of your love. (That doesn’t mean I won’t take it, though!)

Let me know what you think! Happy reading.

Originally posted by chicandproper

“But it’s like…” Harry stops and starts again. “I met with Carly, her replacement, and she’s nice enough. So nice. Lovely girl, really. But every time I talk with her about the plans, I jus…I can’t smile. I can’t get excited about it. ‘m not supposed t’ be talkin’ with Carly about them. She’s not the one who made ‘em. She’s not the one who…well, y’know.”

“If I’m being honest,” Gemma sighs on the other end of the phone, “I would’ve done the same thing, had I been put in that situation.”

“I know,” he mumbles. “I would’ve, too. And I wouldn’t’ve been as nice.”

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There’s A Nap For That

Based on this post: “If you both agree to take a nap instead of going out, it’s a date.” 

Or: The one where Bellamy and Clarke keep taking naps together. You know, platonically. See also: Let Them Rest

A/N: I started this before New Years and thought it would be done in like, three days. Oh how naive. But hey, here we are!

WC: ~6.5k
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Clarke doesn’t plan to be alone on New Year’s Eve, but she also doesn’t plan not to be alone–if that makes sense. She could fly back to Los Angeles and attend her mother’s extravagant corporate party, if she wanted to put herself through that. It’s definitely an option.

But she’s long since decided that it’s better to deal with the vague feelings of missing out on the New Year’s celebration over fielding questions about why she’s not following in her mother’s footsteps or, god forbid, whether she’s gotten over that whole sexuality thing yet.

So she calls Abby the night before the party, fulfills her yearly, good-daughter quota of well wishes and pleasantries, and calls it good.

And really, doing nothing on New Year’s Eve is kind of the best thing that’s happened her, stress-wise, in the last six months.

She works in the graphic design department for an uber-trendy website that facilitates commissions for freelance artists, which makes it an incredibly lucrative avenue to get her name out there in the industry. It just also happens that the company is very concerned with staying up-to-date with aesthetic trends, and has her changing logos and web layouts on a weekly basis.

It’s the kind of somewhat crappy, over demanding job that she feels weirdly excited to have, because it means her mom isn’t paying people to make her life easier.

But it has been running her to the bone, so she’s positively delighted to do absolutely nothing for a night.

Or she is until she finds out that Bellamy also doesn’t have plans for New Year’s Eve.

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the world is yours and you can’t refuse it

In which Damian wants to be an adult, accidentally stumbles into friendship with some dumb ten-year-old half-alien kid, and maybe finds appreciation for the kid still in him too. 

Friendship fluff 

Damian Wayne is not a kid.

He lets Grayson call him “kiddo,” sure. And much to his dismay, there have been times when he, Pennyworth, or Father carried him to his bedroom after he dozed off somewhere else in the Wayne Manor. And he lost his last ba–deciduous tooth more recently than he liked. But that doesn’t make him a kid.

Damian’s earliest memories are being pushed to climb mountains, taught how to fling swords into an opponent’s gut, and told, time and time again, of the legacy he will fulfill. Visceral violence and blood. There was never a time for childhood. At least not one in the traditional sense that everyone else seems to describe.

Besides, he’s thirteen. Surely that adolescent age is finally old enough to be considered on his way to adulthood, his lack of growth spurt and still-high-pitched voice be damned.

Jon Kent, the half-alien, on the other hand? Is perhaps the biggest kid he’s ever known.

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Blackberries

About a week ago, @komadoriwonder requested the batkids+blackberries. I finally wrote it.

AO3


“Why is it so hooooooooooot?” Dick complained from his place on the kitchen floor.

“It’s summer.” Tim replied from somewhere Dick couldn’t see. “And didn’t the circus winter in Florida?”

Dick rolled over so he could look Tim in the eye. “Tell me you aren’t more effected by this than me.”

Tim did look way worse than Dick did. For someone who practically lived in layered sweatshirts with the sleeves cut off, he really couldn’t take heat. His T-Shirt was soaked through with sweat and he’d pulled his hair into the saddest bun possible to keep it off his neck.

“No,” Tim said. “But I—“He pulled open one of the kitchen drawers to punctuate. “—Am going to do something about it.”

Dick sat up fast when he saw that Tim was taking a spoon out of the drawer. “Tim, don’t. That ice cream is Damian’s.”

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Bio professors are weird

So this year I had my first Bio course in college. I had anticipated interesting statements, but I waited to post them until the last day of class, which was today.

Here is the best of out of context quotes from my biology course:

- Next time you get surgery go to a surgeon who will do it outside because hospitals are a DEATHTRAP

- Male ducks just have to look pretty, it’s their job

- Those two groups aren’t going to be swapping gametes, are they?

- Not all insects are bugs!

- I don’t know your name so it’s not going to help your test score

- Jellyfish aren’t good at making fossils.  They die and in 10 seconds they’re like snot.

- All the genes to make a T. Rex are in a turkey.

- You could probably make a Terror Bird out of an ostrich.

- Years in Earth’s history is like dollars to the American government.

- If you were walking around on the surface of the planet back then, you would be dead.

- If you just pretend you’re not breathing oxygen you can pretend you’re on Earth about 3 billion years ago.

- It has -zoic in it because the people making this up just HAPPEN to be zoic.

- By the end of the Cambrian it’s a party!  You’ve got forests, giant centipedes, lizards…

- They’re multicellular but they don’t have any fancy bits

- You’d feel pretty good walking around in the Cambrian.  At least until something comes and tries to eat you.  Probably wouldn’t feel good after that.

- Mammals show up but they’re these pathetic little egg laying things

- Sauropods are walking around, and they keep changing their names, which is frustrating

- YOU SHALL NOT PASS! *strikes the ground with a tree branch*

- Some volcanos are more oozey and some are more explosive.

- It’s hard to fossilize snot

- I’M A LIZARD!  I’m not a lizard, but if I was-

- Am I gonna die in a swamp or a marsh?

- When Motorola first came out with the Razor -  man, that was such a cool flip phone…

- You’ve gone so deep you’re in Hell or something.  I don’t know.

- You’ve done that to poor, defenseless cats before.  Because it’s fun.

- Three years of this slide and I was clueless as to why people were laughing

- … and if you don’t know what I’m talking about good for you.

- Let’s talk about fly sex!

- Now I’m not an expert on fly sex, but–

- I dunno what’s with science books and sexual behavior but they like that!  Now let’s look at rats!

- Next time you have calamari just remember you’re eating seafood with an I.Q.!

- Plants don’t move they prefer to put down roots.  *silence*  I thought that would be funnier.

- Don’t let anyone tell you that you’ll never amount to anything because you’re single handedly increasing the entropy of the universe.

- When I was a grad student I figured out what the metal in a human was worth on the market and it was about $1.87.  Probably around $5 now.

- You don’t want to take a long nap on the wet forest floor you might wake up recycled.

- Something happened, it was explained, I don’t remember.

- If it’s GREEN, YELLOW, or RED, it’s gotten more acidic! *while pointing at a map of the ocean that is entirely green, yellow, and red*

- If I put you on a NASA rocket sled and accellerated you to 300 mph in 3 seconds you’d be DEAD but while you were dying you’d be saying ‘oh but I’ve been faster on an airplane’

- Maybe we should introduce mutagens to increase our rate of evolution.  Like alcohol.  Or at least that will just make you forget.

Special Night (Connor M. x Reader)

Pacman-Tattoo says- CONNOR MURPHY AND READER AT PROM THO AND THEY SEE CONNOR AND THEY’RE ONLY LIKE “o h M Y G OD” AT HIS OUTFIT BUT HE STILL CUTE.

OkAY I started this at 12:31 am last night while Alex (@anotherstellarconversation) was yelling at me and they are a butt,,, ALsO this is super cute and was fun to write so Thank you!!!!

Words- 1110

Warnings- Awkwardness, Zoe doesn’t get her wish, and fluff!

Straightening out your outfit, you get out of your car. It just so happens that this car also holds Zoe Murphy, Alana Beck, Evan Hansen, and Jared Kleinman. However, while almost all of your friends were with you, there was only one missing.

Connor Murphy, your date.

The jackass decided he wanted to arrive ‘fashionably late’, in his words. But, your group was already running a little behind, and Connor was still not in front of the school doors, where your senior prom was held. You look around, trying to see if Connor might be hiding out somewhere, waiting to scare you. Alas, you could not find him anywhere.

You feel a hand rest on your shoulder, making you jump. “(Y/N), you look stunning. Don’t worry about Connor. When he comes, he’ll drop at how gorgeous you look.” Alana reassured you.

Of course, you had your hair done right down to the T. Your outfit fit you just right, and every little sequin was placed in such a way that you would for sure be noticed by everyone. Hopefully, everyone would include Connor.

Zoe gently grasped your hand and curtsied. “M’dear, may I hold your hand as we walk inside? And may I take your first dance?”

You laugh and nod. “Of course, m’lady.”

Zoe smiles and gently pulls you inside the building, the rest of your friends close behind. As you approach the building, you hear Zoe talking about how she ‘may or may not have two dates tonight’, making you laugh and gently squeeze her hand.

You all arrive inside, and that’s when you stop dead in your tracks.

Connor Murphy was already inside, waiting for you.

Not only was Connor Murphy already inside, waiting for you- he looked absolutely mesmerizing. The way that his hair seemed almost curlier than usual, the way his black suit curved and was tied together at his stomach. Everything worked together in such a way, that you were completely awestruck. You didn’t even notice the blush that began to form on both of your cheeks, as Connor began walking over to you.

Alana gives you a gentle push as Zoe let’s go of your hand. You can already hear Jared laughing in the background, but you are just so entranced by Connor’s outfit.

“Take a photo, (Y/N), it’ll last longer.”

Your blush reaches your ear tips as you smile and take out your phone. “Pose for me, Murphy.”

Rolling his eyes, Connor stuck his left hand in his pocket, a small smile gracing his lips. “I thought you would be more interested in dancing than my outfit. But I guess I could agree.”

You take a photo and put your phone away. “You look like you’re some famous Broadway star. So, while you stand here, looking extremely handsome, I’m going to go and dance with your sister.”

Connors groaned as he quickly grabbed your hand. “I don’t think she’ll mind if I steal you for a bit.” He gently pulled you over to where the rest of your peers were dancing. It might have just been your luck, or maybe Connor knew, but a slow song came on.

“I never took you for someone who enjoys dancing… Especially around people.” You murmur, wrapping your arms around Connor’s neck. Connor slides his arms around your waist and pulls you closer.

He shrugs and sways a little. “I don’t give a fuck about anyone right now. I just want to focus on you tonight, alright? I mean- I am your boyfriend and this is prom… And neither one of us thought that we would make it this far-“

You cut him off with a small kiss. “You’re nervous, aren’t you? That’s… Really cute actually.” You continue to sway and Connor just shrugs and mumbles something under his breath. You let out a small laugh and attempt to dip Connor.

“What the hell are you doing?” Connor chuckles and watches you struggle to dip him.

“Why are you so tall and lanky? Stop it lemme have this moment, Murphy.”

Smiling, Connor bends backwards slightly, the back of his hand resting on his forehead. “I believe I am ‘swooning’ as your dumbass says.”

You roll your eyes and laugh. “Wow, THE Connor Murphy is swooning…And has the dorkiest smile I have ever seen… I believe this is what love is, my dude.”

The moment Connor stands up, you let out a squeal.

“The turnstable, (Y/N). As stupid as this is, you look cute under me.”

“Maybe I should be under you more often?” You wiggle your eyebrows as Connor fake-drops you, making you let out another small squeal.

Laughing, Connor allows you to stand, and pulls you into his chest. He rests his chin on the top of your head as you wrap your arms around him. The two of you stand like that for a while, just swaying, even if there weren’t any slow songs. Connor just wanted to focus on you and only you. This was your night, and Connor was going to do all that he could to make it that way.

The way your outfit fit you so well, and the way the sequins added made you look so magical. It all overwhelmed Connor. He knew that this is who he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. That you, (Y/N) would always be the one for him.

“Hey, (Y/N)?”

“Hm?”

“This is going to sound… Fucking stupid or whatever, but… You look absolutely beautiful?” You could feel Connor’s breathing quicken.

“Is that a question?”

“Wh- No, what the fuck, no, not at all. I-I just- It was a stupid thought.” His breathing hitched slightly.

“Connor, whatever you have to say, it is important. What is it?”

He let out a small sigh, pulled away slightly, and cupped your cheek. “Wanna move in with me after school is over? Or something like that. I dunno, we could like… Find a place together or whatever.”

Your eyes widen, and you pull Connor into a kiss. “Yes! Connor, oh my gosh, you want to move in together? Of course, I would love to!”

Connor lets out a shaky laugh as he picks you up, twirling you around. He sets you back down and kisses you. You cup his cheek and you kiss him back, smiling.

For the rest of prom, the two of you danced together, quietly made fun of your friends when they stepped on each other’s toes, and made plans for your new home together. You could get used to being in his arms like this, focusing on only each other. Knowing, that you will always have each other.

anonymous asked:

favorite underrated fics ? x

i dunno who sent this but damn you lol  what qualifies a fic as underrated?  hmmm…okay.  let’s see what i can do for ya.

i’m gonna be cocky and include myself on this list because i’m quite proud of some fics that can’t seem to get readers for the life of them, so have those first and then i’ll go to the others lollll

the long way home series and a word we’ve only heard these were very vivid in my mind and i feel like they really came to be something more than i ever could have imagined, so it makes me very happy when anyone reads them and shows them love and affection.  they don’t get any attention usually so if you wanna shower them with love i would appreciate it lol

okay, on to other people’s fics!

record your fate (and write me in) by @londonfoginacup like okay, basically all of emmu’s fics are underrated, tbh.  they are a beautiful escape from…everything.  but this is one of my very favorites.  it pains me to choose just one of hers because she asked for three the other day and i might have linked her to six hahaha but for real like…start with this one and continue on, basically.

wrapped in red by @becomeawendybird once again, please read all of her stuff.  all of hers are also underrated imho but this one is how i discovered who she was and she has also quickly become one of my all time fav authors in this fandom, no joke.

the brothers and sisters series by @fuzzypurplestuff emmu and FPS are my go tos when i’m feeling anxious and can’t focus and need non smutty fics to read, okay?  but this series is one of my favorites just because the perspective is different from what we usually get and that’s so fun and interesting to me!

home for christmas by @haloeverlasting yes i know another christmas fic on this but i like christmas fics all year round, okay?  lol besides, most people are familiar with her works because of amazingness like mutability and king and lionheart, which are worthy of the praise they’ve gotten, but this hidden gem needs more love too.

one-two-three what are we fighting for by @taggiecb listen.  do not ask questions, do not pass go, do not collect 200 dollars.  just click the link for this fic and read the damn thing because holy.  shit.

won’t you please come around by @allwaswell16 once again, ever fic of hers is amazing, but somehow this has flown under the radar and THAT IS A TRAVESTY!  it is so cute and funny and omgosh i just adore it so please read it.  please.

it’s a better place since you came along by @phd-mama okay listen.  this fic made me cry and is beautiful and amazing and you have to read it and how does it not have more hits?  i have no idea, but just do it okay? and then when you’re done read the rest of her stuff.

the “a” in normal by yesitstyles listennnnnnn this fic is so important to me okay?  like for all my ace babies out there, you have to read this!  i loved it on so many levels and it just.  yeah.  it’s amazing.

just a touch of your love by @a-writerwrites listen.  i don’t do girl direction, it’s one of my rules.  i just…i can’t get into it.  but this one?  yeah.  lisa broke the rules and it was soooo worth it.  

my heart, it went wild by @afirethatcannotdie like, ellie is known for other fics, as she should be, but how is this one not beloved by all as well?  it’s fantastic.

yours in fractions by @fullonlarrie cause like ACCIDENTAL PLATONIC BEDSHARING YES PLEASE and that’s all i gotta say about that.

like a bullet in the dark by @fookinloosah this entire fic created an ambiance while reading it that kinda blew my mind and i had to keep reading to find out what the hell was going on and it was just soooo interesting!  i have no idea how it hasn’t become more well known than it is.

aaaaand this has gotten very long, i’m sorry!  i’m only halfway through my bookmarks, so there’s PLENTY more, but for real, these are all ones that i look at and think, how does not everyone know these fics?  so hopefully there’s a few on here that you haven’t read and will love!

Now That You Mention It

Prompt:  Write-a-Thon day one- AU day

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Female!Reader

AU: Highschool AU

Word count: 2,763

Warning: None

Summary: Reader tries out for the school’s next theater production, In The Heights, and unexpectedly gets the role of Vanessa. You’ll never guess who plays Usnavi.

A/N: Yep, here it is, Day one, done. Almost three hours later than I was hoping. But at least I got it out. I hope you guys enjoy!

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you and me and this joy of ours

Summary: “Hey now,” says Peter. “We may be totally in over our heads, here, but we’re not alone. We got – we got Drax, and Groot – he’ll be great with a baby, I know he will – and Rocket, mostly sort of, and, uh, Mantis and – is your sister gonna drop by soon?”

“Peter.”

“Listen,” he says. “Gamora, listen – we’ll just … if everything else goes to shit, at least it’ll know that we love it. Okay?”

i think we all know by this point that im incapable of getting excited about any sort of media content without inevitably writing absurdly-long kidfic for it (as it is it’s almost 50 pages long and there are DELETED SCENES), so let’s skip past the pleasantries & get to business!!!! the general disclaimer is that if u are uncomfortable with a five year old child existing in the general vulgarity & craziness that is the gotg canon environment, then u probably should not read this fic. that being said, i promise that this kid is well-cared-for and very very loved, despite being raised in a bit of an … unorthodox situation? and i think that was my whole motivation to write this, too – to a) explore a reality where the least conventional parenting u’ve ever seen isn’t necessarily unsuccessful or harmful, and b) explore further gotg’s surprisingly insightful threads of breaking the cycle of abuse, bc once the cycle is broken it doesnt necessarily mean that there isnt still going to be lots of emotional baggage and confusion, even after years of healing. ofc, gotg is a very un-serious light-hearted franchise despite all its kinda depressing content – seriously, dudes, almost every single character in this crew has either been abused as a child or suffered some kind of intense trauma or both, lord above james gunn – BUT. the light tone and silliness allows for an exploration of these ideas without things getting too upsetting or dark, and hopefully that’s worked out here! finally, huge thanks to @taxicabsandcupcakes for giving me SO much helpful feedback, and to @spideys-underoos for being there at the beginning of it all. enjoy!

“D’you think the sky has feelings?”

There’s not that long of a pause before Uncle Drax answers, looking up at the clear glass dome above their heads with her.

“I was not aware,” he says seriously, in that funny deep voice of his, “that the sky was a sentient entity. It would be greatly amusing to meet it in person.”

Meredith gasps, looking down at him with eyes so wide that she thinks they just might pop right out of her head.

“You mean the sky’s a person?” The awe in Meredith’s voice is very real, and she lets go of his shoulder and smacks her palms against her cheeks, like she once saw a lady do on Knowhere after some guy barfed in her lap.

Meredith didn’t know that personhood is a thing you needed to have feelings. She just figured that when the sky turns all sorts of funky colours, it must mean something, like feelings, ‘cause Daddy’ll say stuff like, “You’re lookin’ a bit blue,” to her whenever she’s upset, like if her favorite handmade ragdoll that Groot gifted her named Sally doesn’t want to play pretend because it’s a half-moon cycle.

The sky, probably, has the same sort of difficulties, only it must be all the time on Xandar, ‘cause it’s usually blue here.

Right now, though, it’s pink.

Meredith has to make contact, to test her theory.

“Is that not what you just said?” says Uncle Drax, creasing his cool red eyebrows.

“I dunno,” says Meredith, tapping her chin importantly with her finger and squinting upwards at the object of her musings. Uncle Drax makes a funny noise, like he just swallowed a bug, and Meredith has the good grace to look sheepish. Try to make more sense than Daddy does when you talk, is the generally-accepted rule aboard the Milano.

Daddy tells her that the whole family’s a bunch of traitors and jerks, but he’s grinning as he says it, so Meredith isn’t sure what he means.

That, probably, is Uncle Drax’s point.

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LET ME FOLLOW YOU

I need more blogs to follow, so if your blog is associated with any of the topics below, please reblog or like this post.

— Nintendo
— Sonic
— Splatoon
— Kingdom Hearts
— Xenoblade Chronicles
— Videogames in general
— Sonic Mania
— Sonic Forces
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— Fun stuff
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— Artwork
— Cute artwork
— Sonic
— Classic Sonic
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— Kingdom Hearts 3
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— Cats
— More cats
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— Sonic
— sanik
— Dogs
— But more cats
— I’m allergic to cats
— That’s why I want cats on my blog
— sinic
— sonic
— more sonic
— tails also
— & Knuckles
— SEGA
— Kingdom Hearts III
— KH3 will never release
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— Metroid…
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— Did you know that I like pancakes?
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— Sonic
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— HANGING ON THE EDGE OF TOMORROW
— SINIK
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— Nintendo Switch
— But I need money for Switch
— So that’s why I have my job
— Are you still reading this?
— sinik
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— I seriously need blogs to follow
— lots of blogs
— i also like music
— mostly instrumental music
— also videogame and movie soundtracks
— Kingdom Hearts III will release
— on November 30th 2018
— I have my sources trust me
— I also like Disney
— Forgot to tell that
— Big Hero 6 👌👌👌
— I have a labrador retriever
— His name is Pontiak
— He’s 4 years old and super nice
— Sonic
— Sonic Mania
— For real Sonic Mania is HYPE
— And Sonic Forces too
— I need my OC to get real
— The moon landing was fake
— I’m actually Neil Armstrong
— Also Elvis is alive
— Sonic Sonic Sonic
— Super Mario Odyssey
— Xenoblade Chronicles
— Kingdom Hearts III
— SEGA
— Nintendo
— A little bit of Mega Man I guess I like too…
— Memes
— Cats
— Dogs
— But especially cats, remember that.
— my sister is hazzling me
— Cuz I said Wreck-it Ralph is a little slow
— but I love her anyway
— The Mario & Luigi games are hype
— Super Paper Mario has a better story than TTYD
— Also better music than TTYD
— Sonic
— Xenoblade Chronicles
— Kingdom Hearts III
— Sora
— Roxas
— Music
— Videogame music
— How to train your dragon
— not the 2nd one
— It wasn’t as good as the first
— I seriously need a Nintendo Switch
— I saw a squirrel today
— It had light brown fur, almost red-like
— It was so cute! It was eating a nut
— I screamed “SQUIRREL!” when I saw it
— Like in the movie UP
— Are you still here?
— I’m pretty sure you have got an idea of what I like
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Don’t
— Autocorrect
— I dunno how “Sonic” became “Don’t”
— Maybe it’s fate telling me something
— Nah
— In that case fate can screw itself
— Sonic is BACK AND HYPE
— My fingers are tired
— I don’t know how much longer I will go on
— Sonic
— Super Mario Odyssey
— Super Mario Galaxy
— Rosalina
— Also I don’t like Rosalina nowadays
— They made her into fanservice material
— It’s disgusting really
— Rosalina was one of my favourite characters
— But not anymore
— Well she is still my favourite in SMG
— That game is ACE 👌
— Super Mario Odyssey looks dope tho
— Especially Bowser
— Super Smash Bros.
— I still need to play the MGS games
— SNAAAAAAAAKE EAAAAATER!!!
— I spoiled the main theme
— sorry….
— But Snake is handsome
— Nice dude
— Wanna play as him and stealth
— Sonic
— Donic
— Donic
— Sonic
— Cinos
— Sanik
— Melee
— No not Melee
— The Melee fans scare me
— Mario Kart is also good
— Splatoon
— Hey!!
— Do you think this is a joke?
— I still need lots of blogs to follow
— So don’t forget to like or reblog
— Otherwise I wouldn’t know about you
— I dunno what else I should talk about
— I could tell a joke, but that would be terrible
— I am bad at jokes
— Also we are doomed
— I had to get it out there
— Just look around yourself
— We will get nuked any day now
— Somebody gotta be real here
— I’m almost done
— Let’s write more saniks
— Sonic
— Sonik
— Sonikku
— Sanik
— danik
— sank
— dank
— memes
— Sonic
— Sonic Mania
— Sonic Forces
— My favourite meme is We Are Number One
— I like swimming
— And skiing
— And sports in general
— Anyone wanna play some sports with me?
— I just sneezed
— It felt goooooooooood
— Sonic
— Super Mario Odyssey
— Xenoblade Chronicles
— Kingdom Hearts
— Nintendo
— SEGA
— ^^
— Those are pretty much the real ones
— OH and Splatoon too
— I’m sure I missed something
— METROID
— I WANT A NEW METROID GAME
— A game that takes place after Metroid Fusion
— We need Metroid 5!!!
— Spoilers ahead:
— Samus is freakin’ hunted!!
— By the United Federation
— I want a game where Samus is
— Fighting against the government
— That would be AWESOME
— Also please make Samus badass again
— She’s not just fanservice
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Xeno
— Blade
— Shulk
— FIIIIOOOOOORAAAAAAA!!!!!!
— If you are still here
— Congrats
— You deserve a medal
— But I don’t have any
— I’m a cheap jerk
— But honestly good work
— When I was younger
— I used to roleplay as Sonic characters
— It was weird
— Atleast it helped me learn english
— Also what happened to Detective Pikachu?
— I honestly wanted that game
— It looked fun and weird
— I like those kind of games
— Do you think I should change me URL?
— And my pfp?
— I think so
— It’s pretty old and irrelevant
— But I want Detective Pikachu…
— Wanna see what happened
— Did they cancel it?
— That would be a shame if they did
— Almost done here
— Sorry
— I may have teased you for a little too long
— I’m pretty sure I will lose followers
— This post is gonna take forever to scroll down
— But I will take it
— I have already come this far
— And I will not just throw it away
— IT’S ALL OR NOTHING
— So…
— How have you been?
— I like your hair
— Did you go to the barber recently?
— Maybe you cut it yourself
— And and your shirt is 👌👌👌
— I have a shirt of my own that I like a lot
— I got it from the KH Orchestra On Tour
— It has Sora on it
— Super nice shirt really
— But your shirt really takes the cake
— Anyway
— I’m almost done here
— Only a few more lines
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Sonic
— Sonkc
— Tails
— Knuckles
— Amy Rose
— Shadow
— Rouge
— Dr. Eggman
— Dr. Robotnik
— Tikal
— Metal Sonic
— Cream the Rabbit
— Chao
— Espio
— Charmy
— Vector
— Silver
— Blaze
— Are there any more charact— EGGMAN NEGA
— He’s weird
— Also his name is just begging to be misused
— in inappropriate ways I mean
— I think you can imagine what I mean
— ALRIGHTY! Thank you for sticking around.
— It’s been a long ride
— I’m sorry it has to end
— But this is the start of something new
— I want to follow you!
— So
— Lastly before I go
— I have one last thing to say
— Sonic


& Knuckles

Car Wash For Charming

Hey everyone! It’s been ages since I’ve written a Juice fic, but here’s the first of three I’ve been working on! I wrote it this after and it’s not perfect, but hope you all enjoy it :)

“I’ve called this meeting with everyone because we’re running out of ideas.” Jax said, sitting on a bar stool before everyone in the clubhouse.
“As you know, we’re going completely legit. Redwoody is going well, but it’s still new and the profit isn’t enough to pay everyone. And the garage really isn’t bringing in much anymore. I’ve spoken to the boys, and we need help. So, let’s hear it.”
Penny, Lyla, Tara and Gemma sat in thought. As much as the club was for the guys, the women loved the Sons, and Teller Morrow, and were keen to help out however they could.
“What if we… Oh this is silly.” Penny began.
“No, babe, tell us! Can’t be any worse than anything else we’ve tried.” Penny’s Old Man, Juice, replied.
“Well, I was thinking, and I mean this without disrespect, but the Sons and Teller Morrow have kind of a bad reputation in Charming.”
“Exactly what we’re tryin’ to change, doll.” Tig replied, quickly shutting up as Juice gave him a threatening look.
“Right, so what if you guys did something for Charming? Give back, show them you’re working towards being the club you should be.”
“And how would we do tha’ lass?” Chibs asked.
“There’s a fair coming up, right? We could get a booth and do a car wash. Charge ten bucks or something, do a really good job, but then donate all the money back to Charming.”
Murmurs rippled through the group, everyone nodding.
“That’s a great idea, Pen, but how do we get people in? They’d just turn up their noses and walk passed.” Happy added.
“You could offer a free tune up or detailing for anyone who gets their car washed. They’d have to present a voucher or something, so you’d know they were legit, but that’s easy done.”
As everyone pondered the idea, Penny leant over to her best friend, Lyla, and whispered in her ear.
Lyla passed it on to Tara and Gemma, who smirked and nodded.
“What are you girls up to?” Jax asked.
“Another way to promote and get people in - sex sells.” Lyla said.
The guys all looked confused, wondering what exactly was involved in a sexy car wash.
“We’ve got some of the best looking guys in Charming, right?”
The guys all looked smug, agreeing.
“Wait, what the hell do you want us to do?” Chibs asked, not seeming to really want the answer.
“Not anything you don’t already do. You just need to wash the cars topless. Maaaybe pantless.” Penny replied.
An outrage sounded as the guys objected. Tig seemed to be the only one unphased.
“Guys, guys, hold up! Now, that would bring the ladies in, but what about the men of Charming?” He asked.
“Oh, well, you know the men of Charming, very patriotic and the like, always wanting to do what’s needed to make Charming the amazing small town it is…” Penny tried.
“No, no, no, if we gotta do this, you do too.” Jax said.
“Need I remind you that all this mess was the men’s fault??” Tara added.
“Look, it’s only fair. Plus, you’ll want to keep an eye out on all those flirty women out there. They won’t be able to keep their hands off this.” Opie said, pulling up his shirt to reveal his muscular stomach.
“Ope!” Lyla laughed, swatting her hand at him.
“See? These randy women! If that’s what happens to our ladies, what’s gonna happen when the whole of Charming lay eyes on us?”
“Alright, alright, we’ll do it!” Penny conceded.
“We’ll have to promote the crap out of it, though. Make sure people know. And not just flyers, we’re gonna need to go online. Set up a Facebook page. Gemma, can you organise a booth?”
“Sure thing, sweetheart, I’ll call today.” Gemma replied.
“Great, Juice and I can sort out Facebook. Maybe us girls can do some promo handing out flyers.”
“Just one thing,” Jax began.
“There’s a lot of money going out for this, when does it come back in again?”
“You gotta spend money to make it. We got a lot of reputation to repair, it’s gonna cost.” Chibs replied.
“I’ll look at what cash we got. Can probably move some stuff around from the club funds, make it stretch, cover what T-M can’t.” Bobby said.
“Redwoody can probably pitch in, our sales are picking up now we’ve added merchandise.”
“So, we all good with this?” Jax called.
Everyone let out a resounding “aye!”
“Penny, you might have just saved T-M.” Juice said, kissing her.
“And that deserves a drink!” Chibs called, and everyone headed towards the bar.

The fair was two weeks away, and the girls had been out promoting Teller Morrow and their booth. Penny knew it was a cheap shot, but they all dressed up in their shortest shorts and crop tops, getting as many people to take a flyer.
Thank God it’s summer, Penny thought to herself.
“The comments and snide looks from girlfriends will be so worth it when it gets T-M in the good books.” Penny reminded them as they headed back to the garage.
“You’re both free for the video shoot tomorrow, yeah?”
Both Tara and Lyla nodded.
“I’ve got one of my camera guys coming out tomorrow to shoot it, so it’ll be professional.” Lyla replied.
“Awesome! Don’t forget, bikinis and tans only.” Penny grinned and the girls walked into the clubhouse.
“What’s this about bikinis and tans?” Juice asked.
“We’re shooting the video for the car wash tomorrow, remember? You guys have to bring your swimming shorts.” Tara replied.
“Babe, I dunno if I can do this.” Juice said, pulling Penny aside.
“What are you talking about? You’re a total stud, and, just between you and me, the hottest one out of all this lot.”
Juice chuckled.
“No, I mean, you being on display for all the guys to see. I just don’t want guys to think they can just make a move on you just because you’re washing their car. It’s not worth it.”
“Aw, babe, it’ll be fine. No one is gonna a lay a hand on me. They might look, but you’re the only one that gets to touch.”
“Damn right I am.” Juice said, kissing Penny and grabbing her backside.
Penny smacked him playfully on the shoulder, and they rejoined the group.

“Aaaand, ACTION!”
“We here at Teller Morrow are proud to call Charming home. We want to give back to this town, so if you wanna help out, come down to the fair on Saturday. We’ll be washing your cars all day, with all proceeds going back to Charming. Make sure you grab your voucher for a free tune up or detailing, we’ll see you there!” Jax ended his spiel and the group smiled at the camera.
“Cut! Great job guys!” The cameraman said.
“Not so hard, was it?” Penny said.
“I’m pretty hard.” Tig replied, to the groans of everyone.
“How’s our numbers looking?” Jax asked Penny.
“Honestly, pretty good, considering. Facebook is getting a lot of likes, and I’ve had some of our friends giving good reviews. I’ve been promoting the crap out of the fair, on our page and Charming’s.”
Jax smiled and headed over to Tara.
“I’m gonna put the video up as soon as it’s been edited, hopefully that helps even more.” Penny said to Juice.
“Have I told you yet how proud I am? We needed you, and you stepped up.”
“You have, but you can tell me again.” Penny smiled.
An alarm sounded, and she checked her phone.
“Damn, I gotta get back to work, I’ll see you at home after my shift?”
“Sure thing, babe.”

***

The video had gone viral around Charming, and the Facebook page had exploded. A lot of comments came from men and women alike, all keen for the “hot bikers” and “sexy biker chicks” to “service their cars.”
At least that’s what Penny hoped they’d meant, and not the innuendo that she’d read into the comments.
The guys were loading up all the gear for the car wash into the back of the garage truck.
“Okay, everyone! Tomorrow is going to be a long, hot day, but remember to have fun, and we’ll all hang out after at the fair. Gemma and the prospects will man the booth, and prospects and crows will take over for the guys on lunch breaks. Now get some rest and we’ll see you all bright and early tomorrow!” Penny said, excusing everyone to get to bed.
Nearly everyone was on time the next morning. Happy and Tig got to the fair a little after everyone else, Tig sporting a red mark on his head.
“Dude ate the last of my cereal.”
“That didn’t call for you throwing a full jug of milk at my head!” Tig exclaimed, scowling at Happy.
“Sure it did. I didn’t have any cereal, what else would I have done with the milk?”
“Tig, maybe head back to T-M, give Bobby a hand if he needs it.” Gemma said, and Tig did as he was told.
“Really? A whole jug of milk at his head? Couldn’t you have just made him buy you more cereal?” Juice asked.
“Yeah, but the punishment had to fit the crime.” Happy replied, smile on his face.
Once the booth and supplies had been set up, people slowly started trickling through the gates.
“Time to de-robe, people.” Opie said.
Everyone had suddenly become shy.
“Come on guys, it’s for the club!” Lyla encouraged, and they all started to remove their shirts.
Their confidence was boosted as a group of young people walked through, whooping and cheering.

The day was going well, they were backed up with the cars waiting to be washed. Everyone had to go in pairs for lunch, and Gemma brought around sunscreen for everyone to apply.
“How are we doing?” Penny asked, applying more cream.
“Great! We’ve made over five hundred dollars, and we’re halfway through.”
They all high-fived, getting back to washing.
Penny and Juice had a lot of fun flirting while washing the cars, and the guys and girls challenged each other to see who could wash more cars. The smack talk and wet sponges flew back and forth between the groups.
By mid-afternoon, they had taken their last clients for the day, still plenty of cars left to go.
“Hey, has anyone moved the cash box?” A prospect asked.
“No, only you guys and Gemma have been around it.” Lyla replied.
“Juice and I are about to get our lunch, we’ll look for it.” Penny said, pulling her shirt over her head.
“I hope it’s not far, we got two hours before we gotta hand everything over to the mayor, and if we don’t have it, it’s not looking good for us.” Juice said.
“Keep thinking positive, babe, we’ll find it.”
They looked in the garage truck, got Gemma to check her car again, and searched the booth multiples times over.
“Ok, don’t worry, we can give them the books to show what we brought in today. Get Bobby to write a check from T-M. We can take some money from our savings and give them that. If we find the cash box, then we can put it back.” Juice said to Penny.
“That’s the best plan, at least T-M still looks good.” Penny said.
“No way, that’s way too much. I’m sure if we explain-“ Jax started.
“Charming is already suspicious of us. If they know the money is missing, they won’t believe a word we say, truth or lie.” Happy replied.
“Alright, we got twenty minutes before handover time, someone call Bobby and get that cheque down here.” Jax said.
“I’ll be back in a sec, babe, I’m gonna go to the bathroom.” Penny said to Juice, heading to the toilets with a heavy heart.
The club had worked so hard to make this happen, to turn their image around.
Walking into a cubicle, Penny spotted a pair of lacy underwear that had been left near the U-bend of the toilet.
“Classy.” She said, about to turn and find another toilet to use when she spotted something wedged in behind the bend.
“GUYS!!! GUYS, LOOK!!!”
The group turned and Penny held up the cash box over her head, dancing around in excitement.
They all came in and hugged, breathing a collective sigh of relief that the day had been a complete win for the club before heading over to the booth.
The handover was success, the club having raised over a thousand dollars. The mayor accepted the money in front of a crowd who congratulated them.
“So where was the box, exactly?” Gemma asked.
Penny told them about finding the underwear, and then seeing the box.
“That box has seen unspeakable things.” Happy said.
“What do you two look so sheepish for?” Chibs asked a crow eater and prospect.
“Well, Gemma put me in charge of the cash box, while she was on lunch. I had to go to the bathroom, so I took it with me to keep an eye on it.” The crow eater replied.
“I might have followed her in and…” the prospect began, stopping as everyone caught on.
“Seriously guys? Come on.”
Everyone was laughing and shaking their heads.
“Well, you’re both on toilet duties, for a month. If there’s a blocked toilet, you’re on call.” Jax said.
“And we get a lot of blocked toilets at mine and Tig’s.” Happy added.
The crow and prospect shuddered.
“I think it’s time we went and had a little fun, don’t ya think?” Penny whispered to Juice.
“Agreed. Don’t know how I managed to wash any cars with you walking around in that bikini and shorts.” Juice replied.
“I could say the same to you. Make out on the haunted house ride?” Penny grinned.
“You got it, babe.”
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Why you gotta be a Jerk?! - Jay Park Scenario

(Part 1?????)

Warning: Cussing (cause why the hell not?), also I made this a chubby!reader kind of thing. Sorry, it just turned out that way. Now that I’m done writing this, I know my brain just kinda went away with itself. Sorry, I dunno, I was feeling angry and angsty when I wrote this. I’m thinking I’ll either leave it, or go with a part 2.




“Oh, Shithead. You showed up.” You knew the voice before you saw the face and you really wished you could have done something more than your normal comeback.

Jay Park. Just the sound of his name made you want to scream, and not in a fun way. You had been a fan of him since his 2pm days and really admired his dancing, so when you finally got to meet him in real life you were ecstatic. That day was supposed to be the best day of your life; when your hard work and long hours dancing alone in a cheap filthy studio finally paid off and you made it as one of his background dancers. You had tried so hard at the beginning to get on his good side, to impress him, to have him compliment your dancing just once but to no avail.

That was a few months back, now you were really on the verge of completely hating his guts. You had given up on trying to impress him and finally found your place in the crew only to form some weird tom and jerry relationship with the infuriating man. You always wondered why he was so determined to make you angry. You were the only female in the crew he treated like shit and you didn’t even know what you had done for him to treat you the way he did. Maybe he just didn’t like you because you were chubby. You’d been treated that way before but, you just didn’t want to think the person you admired would be that way. At least, that’s not what you wanted to think

“Yeah Fuck-face, where the hell else would I be?” You rolled your eyes as you got your phone out of your bag and plugged it into the studio’s speakers. You blasted the speakers loud enough that it would drown him out so you could start warming up for dancing. You liked coming early to warm up, stretch and freestyle, but since he found out about your early practices before actual rehearsals, he made sure to be there every morning for your daily dose of shit talking.

You started to dance with your eyes closed feeling the music course through you and letting your body move on its own. You had started this habit since he started showing up. First, because you didn’t want to see his face if you messed up and second, because if you saw his face, it would just make you angry and mess you up anyways.

You were about 3 songs in (of course all of them Jay’s songs) when the music was suddenly cut off and Gray’s voice rang through the studio. “Damn girl! Look at that body move!” He looked over to Jay who was looking at you. You weren’t sure though because when you turned to look at him, he diverted his gaze towards the speakers and started walking toward them. He quickly shut off the music and walked out the door dragging Gray along with him.

All the dancers started piling in after the two men left along with other guys from AOMG. You started talking with some of the girls when Cha Cha came over and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “So, did you torture Jay this morning too?”

“I don’t have any idea what you’re talking about,” you huffed as you walked over to your bag, Cha Cha’s arm still wrapped around your neck. “More like he tortured me, like always.”

“You both should just date and put us all out of our misery,” Loco slyly commented. “It’s so hard us to have to breath the same air that’s filled with all of the tension between the two of you. The chemistry literally permeates the air.”

Both you and Cha Cha looked at him incredulously, you for even the idea of actual chemistry between you and Jay and Cha Cha for Loco’s use of the word permeate. “You’ve got to be kidding me right?” The guys seemed to like setting you up with Jay in their heads, it annoyed you but there was nothing you could really do about it. You were sure that he couldn’t ever see you in that way, you didn’t even know if he saw you as a human or not.

               “Come on there’s gotta be something you like about Jay right?” Cha Cha asked as he tightened his arm around your neck and messed up your hair, at least what was still dry and not sweaty from going all out in your dance practice this morning.

               You switched your gaze from Cha Cha to Loco and thought for a bit, “Well, yeah. There are some things I like I guess.” They both gave you a look like : and? “He worked really hard to get here. He fell but he got back up and made something of himself. His dancing is amazing, so is his singing. His personality and manners… need a lot of work.”

               “What are you talking about?” Jay asked as he walked up behind you and Cha Cha. You quickly slipped out of Cha Cha’s hold, not wanting Jay to get the wrong idea; though you didn’t know why you cared if he got the wrong idea. Gray was walking up behind him rolling his eyes.

               “How Tom and Jerry should get together, what you think Tom?” Cha Cha said as he winked at you. You sighed exasperatingly in reply.

               “Ha, yeah right. Me and her? Please, I’d rather it be anyone other than her,” Jay scoffed and let out a chuckle as he headed toward the computer connected to the speakers but you blurted out what your mind thought before he could make it there.

               “EXCUSE ME? What’s wrong with me?!” You yelled, you really didn’t want to give in but anyone other than her?

               “Your dancing is sub-par and you think you’re hot but you’re not! You’re not sexy, you’re fucking

at-” Jay yelled but then stopped. His eyes got wide and his mouth dropped. So did Cha Cha and Gray just punched his shoulder with a hushed “what’s wrong with you?!”.

               You felt one of the dancers put a hand on your shoulder and you turned around and yelled because of the adrenaline. “What!” You looked past the dancer and saw your face in the mirror. Tears were streaming down your face and you knew they weren’t because of embarrassment or anger. You thought you had gotten used to comments about how you looked, but coming from someone you admired, it hurt a lot worse than all of the others.

               “Wait – I – I didn’t,” Jay began but you brushed past him and grabbed your stuff off the bench. You turned and walked straight up to him angrily, he flinched when you got to him like he thought you were going to hit him. You just waited, took a deep breath, and looked him straight in the eyes.

               “Park Jaebum, go to hell,” you said and right when you got to the door of the practice room you turned around again, “and fuck you,” you said and you slammed the door shut. 

2. “You’re too good for this world.”

A/N: Wassup weirdos. As promised, here’s day 2. Happy finals week to some of you, I’m supposed to be studying right now but LOL but when am I ever obedient?? that’s right, never.  Again, I’m going off the Fic Meme list here! You can also read #1 “Oh My God. You’re in love with her.” here. Lets have some fun with drunk Beca, shall we?

“She’s so pretttyyyy though, Stace.”

“I know babe. I know.”

Beca wasn’t usually a lightweight. Beca didn’t usually get trashed off her ass just for the hell of it. And Beca wasn’t supposed to have told any of the girls that she’s been with Chloe now for months. Oops?

Chloe was gone for the weekend with Aubrey for some conference thing. She had mentioned to Beca what it was for and where it was but she obviously wasn’t paying attention to that particular conversation. I mean, if Chloe Beale was laying across your bed flipping through a magazine wearing nothing but a towel, would you be paying attention?

No. And neither was Beca.

Moral of the story, Chloe was gone for the weekend and left Stacie in charge of the girls when they went to the Trebles party that Saturday night. Leaving Beca in charge of eight intoxicated girls was “obviously out of the question” per Aubrey’s request.

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anonymous asked:

32 and pikelan please!! or -- really, any of them and pikelan if thats easier im just thirsty for pikelan lol

I think you are beautiful and I would like to kiss you.  I can think up some clever lines, if you’d prefer.  But I wanted to say that, first. (None of those lines seemed to be about you or me.)

pikelan. post-canon. 1.6K.

The small man has been sitting at the bar for three hours. Pike knows it isn’t him––he holds himself wrong, he’s dressed wrong, he moves his hands too much when he speaks––but a small, ridiculous part of her still hopes.

It’s been months since they all went their separate ways. She should really let it go.

“Whatcha lookin’ at, Pike?” Grog asks when her head twists in that direction for the umpteenth time that night, and Pike looks back at him.

“Nothing,” she says. “Just a memory.”

Grog frowns. “What’s the point at lookin’ at something that’s already done?”

“No point, Grog.”

“Well then, quit looking.”

“Oh, alright,” she laughs, and he grins all big and pleased.

But her eyes keep drifting to the small man in a purple vest at the bar, and it’s not until he turns around and she sees his face––eyes too big, smile too small, neat-trimmed beard and slicked-back hair and everything he isn't––that she finally drags her attention back to Grog, and the story he’s telling about his most recent Crucible win.

He’s gone, Pike reminds herself. He wanted to leave. It’s well past time she saw him in every stranger she passed. Wishful thinking won’t bring him back.

(If it did, he’d be here already.)

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I Wouldn’t Even Stop for Red Lights

(A Captain Swan AU based on the West Wing episodes In The Shadow of Two Gunmen I & II)

Also on AO3


Emma felt like she was floating half a foot off the ground as they made their way out of the museum. At the front of the pack, Mary Margaret cracked jokes with Leroy, clearly feeling at least as good as Emma did.

Emma glanced around at her colleagues. Zelena was laughing at something that Elsa had just said, and even quiet, thoughtful Belle had a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. Jasmine put a hand on Emma’s shoulder and grinned.

“She did great tonight,” Jasmine said gesturing at Mary Margaret, and Emma nodded.

Out the front door she took a deep breath of the cool, evening air. It wasn’t any quieter outside than it had been inside- all along the path to their cars, people shouted and waved from a roped-off area, hoping to touch the closest thing to royalty that America has.

Mary Margaret had told them all that she didn’t want to speak to people on the rope line tonight- she wanted to go straight home and watch a romantic comedy that was showing on cable that night, never mind that she owned it on DVD.

“It’s what normal people do, Emma,” she had said as Emma had held her jacket for her friend. “Normal people watch whatever comes on TV in the evening and have a glass of wine, and that’s what I’m doing tonight. No rope lines.”

“No, Madam President,” Emma had said, sharing a look with Leroy and Mrs. Lucas, both of whom were standing in the doorway of the Oval Office, carefully hiding their smiles.

Mary Margaret Blanchard-Nolan couldn’t resist a rope line, and they all knew it, so it came as no surprise when she altered her course, like a magnet pulled in the direction of the screaming throng. Mulan and Merida, the two secret service agents assigned to her for the evening, didn’t falter in their step as they followed her.

Emma grinned at Zelena, who was laughing at the president, now shaking hands with what appeared to be half of the junior class from George Washington University- the female half. The first female president of the United States had a strong rapport with women.

“Didn’t she want to watch Notting Hill or some such?” Zelena asked, stepping up beside Emma.

“I’m sure TNT will show it again soon,” Emma said. “No need to hurry her along.”

It had been months since they’d felt this good. Maybe years. Not since the night that Mary Margaret had won the presidency and they’d begun the horrible, grueling, soul-destroying process of actually running the country. Their team was back to where they belonged- returning hope to a country torn apart by partisanship and scandal, and tonight had been a ringing refresher of what the United States had voted for just eighteen months before.

Zelena moved off to speak to someone, and Emma pulled her phone from her pocket to see if her assistant, Killian, had called. He would do, if something important had come up.

It wasn’t like the movies- a burst of noise and light and screaming and pain. There was no sound, no light, not even pain. The only way that Emma realized that anything had happened to her was because she found, without realizing it, that she was on the ground, when she hadn’t been before.

Her eyes searched the kaleidoscope of color and movement that was the crowd, trying to find the President, to assure herself that she was alright, but her eyes found nothing recognizable, and closed after a long minute.

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you can’t take the sky from me - ch one: follow the plan

a/n: *shows up forty minutes late with starbucks & a ridiculous rare-pair au that literally no one asked for*
anyways, hi hello I am sorry I have been terribly absent and mostly just a nothing person?? ANYWAYS. I had this idea for a smut scene - a short drabble, you know - and couldn’t figure out a good background setting for it. and then I had this idea to do a space pirates au, which seemed fun and silly and like, idk, 3k tops??
i am so terribly sorry to inform you all that I am currently flying past 13k with absolutely no plans of slowing down or stopping. the outline is nearly 2k and divided into four??? sections and growing. @nymphadoraholtzmann​ drew me the schematics for a warp drive that we designed. everything has gotten very very out of hand and i’m still not entirely? sure how or why???
BUT the tldr here is that I kind of want to make sure this isn’t absolutely nuts and that SOMEONE is going to read it, so I figured I’d post the first chapter and see what the reception is. I probably won’t post the next chapter until I’m closer to being done the fic, unless you’re all super super into this and then hey, maybe I will - but expect another month or so wait, I think, before the fic starts posting in earnest. (I’m also tagging @olivieblake​, @provocative-envy​, @flintwoodandco​, @newt-scxmander​, @kyonomiko​, @ff-sunset-oasis​ - if anyone else wants to be tagged for updates, let me know!!)

what’s inside: space pirates, firefly (etc) ripoffs, probably-bad science, a not-insignificant amount of smut, lots of tropes, a fuckton of swearing, a huge assortment of rare pairs, a small bit of kidnapping, and probably at least one sappy talk about feelings.
pairing(s): pansy parkinson/percy weasley (+ marcus flint/oliver wood, ginny weasley/luna lovegood, draco malfoy/theo nott/hermione granger, & more)


“Motherfucker,” she hissed, as the engine in front of her came to a screeching, stuttering halt. “That is abso-fucking-lutely not a good sign.”

It wasn’t. Pansy might not have a fancy school coding, or - really - even an instructional manual for the hunk of almost literal trash she called a ship, but she knew that under no circumstances was her engine ever, ever supposed to stop.

Huffing slightly and not taking her eyes off the unusually-still contraption in front of her, she reached out in the direction of her mod-com and punched at the buttons until a familiar tone buzzed to life.

“Cap?” she called out, pausing and waiting for the long-suffering sigh and the expected retort of, ‘how many gorram times have I told you not to call me Cap?’ and when it didn’t come after ten, then twenty seconds, Pansy started to panic.

“Draco?” she pressed, reaching out to hit a few buttons on her console in vain hopes that her ship would whirr to life again. “Theo?” Still silence.

Not good. Not good at all.

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anonymous asked:

Opinion on serobaku and serokiri?

SeroBaku kills me in the sweetest way and SeroKiri brings me back to life when I feel dead inside and SeroBakuKiri is like heaven on earth tbh I love those ships they make me feel warm !!!

Anon said: Yes but i loved minas hair like that??? So either ur hair is also p good or ur art is just that great n I’m %99 sure that it’s both, also r u ever planning to post a picture of urself?? ? I’m sorry if this question makes u uncomfortable, have a nice day!!!!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh thank you!!!!! And pictures aren’t really my thing so that’s probably not gonna happen, but I assure you you’re not missing anything by not seeing me, anon hahaha

Anon said: Fraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan! ilu

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ヽ(o♡o)/  ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Anon said: Imagine Bakugo drawing pictures of his squad without them noticing. Like Kiri looking out a window or mina and Denki trying their best to study or sero scrolling on his phone. I wonder how they would react to finding his sketch book

I’m sobbing this is so nice ;A; Sero and Kaminari’s reaction would probably be along the lines of “how is this guy good at everything” haha I like the headcanon of Mina drawing too so her reaction would be a bit different, probably, but still very very awed 

meanwhile Kiri is on the ground dying

(Kiri is me)

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anonymous asked:

(Hi! romance prompts: tsukkiyama & 6?)

Thanks so much for the request!

Tsukkiyama - A Whisper (based on this prompt list)


“Tsukki?”

Three futons over the hiss of Yamaguchi’s whisper disturbed the silence of the dark room.

“Are you sleeping?” he asked, and though the room was filled with ten other boys, Tsukishima knew the question was directed at him.

Feigning sleep would be no use. The moment he moved Yamaguchi would realize he was awake, and the pestering would not stop until he acknowledged the other boy. He resisted the urge to check the time on his phone and mutter something about needing his sleep, and instead let out an almost inaudible sigh.

“No.”

Yamaguchi’s answer was instant. “Me neither.”

“And?” Tsukishima asked, though he knew what was coming. The same scene had played out last night, the first of many spent away from home. Being somewhere unfamiliar was hard for Yamaguchi, and Tsukishima knew it better than any of their teammates, so he was prepared when Yamaguchi craved the comfort of something familiar.

“Can I come over there?”

“Just be quiet about it,”  Tsukishima whispered back. “You’re going to wake everyone up.”

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