frozen rush


Hey, I don’t know if this is how this works, but I adore the Elsewhere University world, and as a former theatre person it really spoke to me. I wrote something for you. I hope it’s half decent. 

Elsewhere U turned out fantastic stage managers. They were punctual, sharp, attentive, and—most importantly—incredibly flexible in scheduling and communication, honed from years of having to contact entire casts and crews at the drop of a pin. Rehearsal has been moved to the gym; 3:30 call. Fitting schedules to come. Leave your schedules free. The theatre department always had a few too many of them, but that worked out. Freshmen got assigned their own stage manager buddy to help them out. Perhaps the software engineers didn’t need the extra help with the rules, but They loved theatre, and without the help the underclassmen would disappear in droves. The more jaded stage managers would meet up after welcome week and cast lots on which ones would disappear first.

This year, the top candidate was universal: ‘Andromeda’, some costume technician from God-Knew-Where. She was the kind of shiny-eyed kid who already liked the Weird Stuff (the kind of high schooler who read about demons and bought crystals and did tarot cards with no real regard for the Rules) and really liked it. The upperclassmen techs were content to show up in their blacks, clutching their teas and coffee and blinking blearily into space. She showed up dripping in jewelry and piercings and vibrant colors. She’d talk to anyone (nervous chatter, mostly, but chatter inevitably lead to slips) and wrote fantasy stories and, worst of all, couldn’t seem to follow the unspoken rule of Don’t Look.

“But why not?” She demanded one time. Her beleaguered partner, “Pinstripe”, moaned and rubbed their tired eyes.

“Look, if you want to see what happens, be my fucking guest,” they snapped, “But don’t ask anyone to come and Trade you back.”

Andromeda survived somehow. Freshman year dulled her sparkle. Sophmore year spun around and she learned not to look, to be a little less conspicuous, not to chatter so much or so loudly. She started dating a sweet guy in the Music Department (a bassist, safe enough from Them) and drew less attention.

Even so, sometimes, when she was the last one to leave the basement Costume Shop, she’d pause in the empty theatre and stare across the seats, listening. Sometimes she swore she heard it; an undercurrent of whispers, the slight shift in the echo of air conditioner. Andromeda paused at the door like she did every night and unzipped her backpack, pulling out a six pack of vanilla pudding.

“Good night,” she whispered to the dark. Peeling open the containers, she left them in the last aisle and locked the doors behind her. It wouldn’t be there tomorrow.

Tech weeks went easier with her there, when the whole crew was tired and cranky and on the twelfth hour of blocking and light staging. When the whispers from the empty chairs got loud and angry and time started warping again, she’d pull out her writing notebook and read very softly until it hushed again, only the electricians on the catwalk shouting cues overhead. When wardrobe finished their laundry she stayed behind until the small hours of the morning, escorting them out into the stillness of the night and back safe to their dorms. She never came to harm alone out there; she had learned not to look, and now all of her jewelry was iron.

Well, she thought she’d learned not to look.

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It’s a little sad how good Clint’s got at faking sleep.

Somehow the seat claiming kinda happened around them, Clint and Bucky being ushered from couch to beanbag to counter and back until one day everyone seemed to have settled themselves and left the oversized armchair - no way was it big enough to be a loveseat - for them to share. Clint had, for maybe five seconds, considered being the bigger man and taking the floor, but Clint is not the bigger man. Clint is a small man, the smallest man, petty and childish and a freaking ninja at revenge.

Turns out he’s got competition though, in pettiness, and for the first couple of movie nights it was all gritted teeth and braced elbows and the odd pointed whispered hiss. And then he’d twisted or sprained or bled out of something - he forgets, okay, they kind of blend - and Bucky had shifted his weight just right that suddenly the chair was perfection.

They’re too grown men and they shouldn’t so much fit, especially with the solidity they’re rocking. But if Clint leans back against Becky’s shoulder, hooks his leg over both of Bucky’s, and - magic. A little too comfy, if anything, because it wasn’t long before Becky’s supersoldier body heat was hanging little weights onto Clint’s eyelids, exerting some kinda magnetic force on his head. Just before he dozed off, that first time, he felt something against his temple that felt suspiciously like a kiss, and -

Well. It’s a little sad Clint’s got at faking sleep.

The Pacific Rim credits are rolling, now, and Bucky eases himself out from under Clint. And then there’s a moments silence, no retreating footsteps, and Clint does his utmost not to hold his breath.

The gentlest brush of Bucky’s hair against his forehead, and the warmth of lips, this time against his ear.

“When you’re ready to talk about this, you just let me know,” he says, amused, and Clint’s somehow impossibly frozen by the sudden rush of heat.

Pregnancy/Baby Alphabet-Thomas Shelby

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A= Aftercare After Birth (How they act after you finish giving birth.):Tommy will sit beside you as you rest after you finish giving birth. When you wake up, Tommy is running a hand through your hair and he has your child in his arms and he is whispering to the baby. Once he notices you are awake, Tommy would set the baby on your chest and cuddle close to you.

B= Baby (Who is the baby more like. The baby’s personality.): The baby is as soft as you, but they are also have their father’s attitude when it is needed. It was obvious to both you and Tommy that the baby will grow to be a true blinder themselves. Making Tommy more proud, you not so much.

C= Care Taking (Who takes care of the baby more. Do you have someone else take care of the child.): You tend to take care of your child more than Tommy. This isn’t because he doesn’t care, he is normally busy with the business. You only have someone else watch your baby when you have to go and do something that is not safe for the baby to be around.

D= Delivery (How they act when you are in labor, do they stay in the room or outside the room): Tommy stays in the room with you, holding a wet cloth to your forehead the whole time. While you are pushing Tommy will whisper praises in your ear and telling you that he proud of you for doing this. He doesn’t leave your side while you are giving birth.

E= Emergencies (How do they act when something happens to the baby. If something happens during labor how do they react): When Tommy was told that you had to rush the baby to a doctor he felt like his world was slowly closing in. He didn’t know what was wrong, but he rushes to the doctor as well, hoping that it is nothing serious. The whole time on the way there his head is swimming with the worst thoughts. 

When Polly and the Midwife had told him that the baby was breeched, his heart stopped. He had heard of women who had not survived a breeched labor and it made his heart heavy. He stood frozen as they rushed to unbreech the baby, he snapped out of it when he heard you cry out. 

F= Falling (How do they react to the baby falling off of a step or off a swing.): The first time the child had fallen off down the stairs, Tommy had made a big fuss of it. Checking them from head to toe, making sure everything was okay. The next time the child falls off something, he does not make a huge fuss. He simply makes sure the child does not have a huge injury before he tells the child they will be okay and to run it off.

G= Gender(s) (What gender do they want the baby to be, how do they act when it is the other gender.): Tommy really wants a boy, a boy he can grow to be a successful businessman. If you have a girl Tommy is still happy, and he can already tell he will be more protective of her than he would be if it were a boy. But the gender doesn’t stop him from making them into a successful businessperson.

H= Hair Color (What hair color does the baby inherit): Due to the strong Shelby gene of brown hair, it is likely your child will have brown hair. If you don’t have brown hair, you might hope they get your hair color.

I= Illness (How do they react when the baby gets sick for the first time, how about when the baby is ill for a while.): Tommy is worried about the baby but he does not cause a huge scene about it. He goes to the doctor with you, and hopes that the baby will be fine and it is nothing serious. When the doctor tells you guys that the cold might be present in the baby’s system for a while Tommy worries even more. He actually takes time off work for the baby, wanting to make sure they are fine. 

J= Jumping (How do they react to the child jumping into their arms from a high place, or the child jumping off the bed.): The first time the child jumped into his arms Tommy was kinda surprised. Mostly due to the fact that they were rather high up when they jumped. Once he placed them down, Tommy strictly told them not to do it again. The same thing happened when they were jumping on their bed.

K= Keeping the Baby? (Do they want the baby in the first place. Do they let you keep it.): At first Tommy was conflicted about having the baby, he didn’t think it was a good idea. But he soon realized that he wanted you to have the baby, and then he would decide if you guys will keep it or put it up for adoption. But when he saw the small body, he knew he had to keep the child.

L= Love (Do they fall in love with the baby right away. What do they love the most about the baby.): The moment Tommy saw the baby’s head full of hair he fell in love automatically. He was completely in aw when he saw their small body and face, and he had teared up a bit. Tommy loves the small button nose the baby has, how the tip of their nose is a light pink color.

M= Movement (When you are pregnant how do they react to feeling the baby move. How do they react to the sight of the baby kicking.): When the baby had started to kick, every time Tommy when to feel it would stop. It upset him greatly, which amazed you. One night while you two are reading, Tommy keeps his hand rested on your stomach hoping to feel a kick. When the baby finally kicks, Tommy just stares at your stomach with a face full of happiness. He also doesn’t have a problem telling you how weird it is to see the baby roll over in your stomach.

N= Normal Cravings (How do they react to your cravings when you are pregnant with your baby. Is there a food that they will not let you eat mostly because it grosses them out.):Tommy is confused with the things you are craving but he will get them for your regardless. Even if he is grossed out by the food, he will still get it for you but can’t watch you eat it.

O= On Time (Are they there by time you go into labor. Do they arrive before or after the baby is born. How do they feel if they are late.):Tommy makes damn well sure that he is there in time for the birth. He doesn’t know how he would feel if he was late for the birth of his own child. He will even call off a meeting if it is near your due date.

P= Pain (How do they react to seeing you in pain due to the contractions. How do they handle seeing you in pain during labor.): Tommy does whatever he can to help ease the pain, back rubs, warm towels, anything really. Watching you go through the pain of giving birth made him feel bad. He makes sure to remind you that he finds you strong and he is so proud of you after words.

Q= Questions (Do they ask the midwife a lot of questions. Do they keep asking if they are doing something right when they are doing something with the baby.): Tommy doesn’t ask the midwife many questions, mostly due to him knowing about everything due to John’s kids and when Finn was born. But when the baby is born he keeps asking you if he is doing it right. When he feeds the baby he keeps asking if it is too much or too little, when he is holding the baby he asks if he is holding them correctly.

R= Resting (Do they get a lot of rest when the baby is born. Do they stay awake at night worrying about the baby.): Tommy only rests peacefully when the baby is against his chest for a solid three months after they are born. Even when he starts to let the baby sleep in their own room, he still worries about them.

S= Singing to the Baby (Do they sing to the baby, or do they listen to you sing to the baby. What is their favorite song to sing to the baby): Tommy only sings to the baby if the baby can not sleep, which happens often. His favorite to sing is The Night Nursery by Reginald Rigby. You normally sing to the baby as you cloth or bath them.

T= Talking to the Baby (Do they use baby talk. How do they react to hearing you talk in baby talk.): Tommy only uses baby talk when he is alone with the baby, not wanting anyone to see him all soft for a baby. When he hears you using baby talk he can’t help but laugh and get a joyous smile on his face.

U= Underneath the Man/Woman’s Heart (How do they truly feel about having a child. Do they feel as though they are ready for a baby): After Tommy had gotten past his fear of something bad happen, he is extremely excited. He is glad to have a child of his own, and with the woman he loves the most. He doesn’t feel as though he is ready for a baby, but he does not turn down the idea.

V= Vision as in Supervision (Do they keep a close eye on the baby. Do they have someone watching the baby at all times): For the first few months, Tommy’s does not let the baby out of his eyesight. Even if the baby was with you, he would always keep an eye on them. Soon he just lets you watch the baby, but he has a few trusted blinders to watch after you two.

W= When the Baby is Born (What day is the baby born. Are they in town at this time or are they off for business.): The day the baby is born is nine months from Tommy’s birthday. Which means something special happened on his birthday if you catch my drift. Thankfully Tommy was in town when the baby was ready to be born.

X= Xray or Ultrasound (How do they react to seeing an x-ray of the baby. Do they tear up when they see the ultrasound.):Since ultrasounds were not quite around for pregnancy yet, when the doctor told Tommy that you are fine and the baby is healthy he would be the happiest man in all of Britain. Although it cost a lot, Tommy had gotten a rough xray done, wanting to see the baby inside you someway. 

Y= Yawning (Do tired do they get when dealing with the baby. Their reaction to the baby yawning.): Tommy doesn’t grow tired quickly when he has to care for the baby. He had raised Finn with Arthur so this baby is not much different. Tommy would be lying if he said he doesn’t gush a little when the baby yawns. A tiny ‘aw’ and a happy smile on his face as he stares down at the baby.

Z= ZZZ (How much sleep do they get during the pregnancy. How much sleep after the baby is born.): When you are pregnant Tommy barely slept, he was too worried that you would go into labor while he is asleep. Once the baby is born, the both of you barely get sleep due to the baby waking at all hours of the night.

Jackson | Shadow Allure

  In which Jackson Wang falls in love with a mysterious girl’s silhouette.

For my Love, @got7-texts<3

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Mark Of Cain (Dean Winchester x Reader)

Originally posted by theeconsultingwizard

You and Sam had gotten Claire out of the room along with Castiel, however you left Dean alone. Everything happened so quickly and you ran back in to find them all dead. Dean on his knees covered in blood. Claire runs back in and screams. Castiel pulls her into his chest. Sam stands there frozen, you however rush to Dean not even thinking.

“Baby, what happened?!” You demand touching his face, not caring about the blood. Dean just continues to stare.

“I..I didn’t..” Dean mumbles on and you pull him into your arms.

“Shh. It’s okay baby, it’s okay.” You hold him tightly and Dean eventually wraps his arms around you. Castiel got Claire out of there and Sam gives you a look. You just wave him off and he understands your look. You pull back from Dean and touch his bloodied face once again. “What happened love?”

“I.. I didn’t mean to kill them..” Dean says soft his voice sounding distant.

“Babe, look at me.” You say soft. “Did they threaten you? Try to kill you first?” Dean just shakes his head, you feel your insides turn cold. You lean forward and put your forehead against his. Your eyes closed, Dean holds onto you as tight as possible.

“I can’t do this anymore.” Dean mumbles soft.

“The fuck you can’t. You are Dean Winchester, you can get through anything Dean. I believe in you and besides you have me, and I’ll always kick your ass.” You smirk. Dean cracks a little smile and you lean forward to kiss his lips soft.

“What would I do without you..” Dean whispers his hand brushing your cheek softly.

“Hopefully you’ll never have to find out.” You tease. “Come on baby.” You take his hand and pull him along. Claire and Castiel are gone. It’s just Sam waiting by the impala for you both. You toss the keys to Sam and shove Dean into the backseat. You get in back with him and he puts his head in your lap. You run your fingers through his hair softly. Sam heads back to the bunker and before long Dean is sound asleep in your lap.

“(Y/n), did they threaten him?” Sam asks soft.

“Let’s just talk later Sammy.” You sigh. Sam nods and before long you reach the bunker. You wake Dean up softly and he sits up. You take his hand and pull him towards the bathroom. Locking the bathroom door behind you, you start pulling off his clothes. Dean barely helps you, grumbling to yourself you turn on the water and start stripping out of your clothes. You push him into the shower and hear him sigh when the warm water hits him.

Reaching for the soap you start rubbing it all over him and washing the blood off of him. You leave your hand over his heart and close your eyes. Dean looks down at you and wraps an arm around you pulling you to him. You sigh and Dean kisses the top of your head. When you both finally get out of the shower Dean pulls on a pair of sweatpants and you pull on one of his shirts. You take his hand and pull him to the bedroom. Dean follows behind you and closes the bedroom door behind him. You push him onto the bed and he pulls you to his chest.

“I love you baby.” Dean whispers soft.

“And I love you, never forget that.” You say soft kissing his chest. “Now sleep baby.”

A few hours later Dean is finally asleep and you shift off the bed quietly. You open the door softly and head for Sam. He is in the library reading up on the mark. Sam looks up when he hears you padding in.

“Hey.” Sam says soft.

“Hi Sammy.” You say just as soft.

“What are we going to do?” Sam asks.

“We are going to get the mark off of Dean..” You say soft.

Happy Birthday Philly

Dan sat on his bed, impatiently looking at the clock every ten seconds to check the time. It was currently 11:40pm and there were only 20 minutes left until Phil’s 30th birthday. 

Phil was asleep in their shared bedroom, while Dan sat on his bed mindlessly scrolling through tumblr, looking at the ‘happy birthday phil’ posts that had already started appearing. Beside him sat the cup cake he had bought for Phil, because the other boy had insisted that they did not need a cake. Dan had not told him of his plan (it was meant to be a surprise) but had already warned him that if Dan ate most of it, Phil would only have himself to blame.

Dan looked at the clock again, only 10 minutes were left until the clock struck 12. He got up from his position, his left pocket heavy with Phil’s birthday gift, grabbed the  red velvet cupcake and some candles. He lit the candles, and grabbed the party popper he had kept especially for this very occasion. He walked to their shared bedroom, where Phil lay asleep unaware of Dan’s presence. Dan looked at the time in his phone again, and saw that it was now 11:59pm. He sat on the bed beside Phil, careful to not move too much. Gently placing his hands on the older boy’s shoulders, Dan shook him lightly.

A small groan erupted from the soft pink lips whose taste and feel Dan knew all too well. The room was dark and the only source of light was the candles on the cupcake. Dan shook Phil again and whispered in a soft voice “get up Phil!”. When Phil continued to ignore his labours, Dan promptly decided to take the matter into his own hands. He leaned against the bed, hands right near Phil’s face, and suddenly burst the party popper in his face. Phil woke up with a start and a shrill shriek erupted from his lips.
He quickly got up so that he was sitting on the bed, leaning against the bed frame. Rubbing his eyes in a languid manner now that he had visibly relaxed seeing that Dan was the cause of the noise, he asked in a husky voice, “What is it bear?”. He didn’t sound upset, only a bit tired and worried. He was used to getting woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of Dan’s feet padding against the hall carpet as he paced the hallway at 3am, but Dan rarely woke Phil up on purpose at such an odd time of the night.

“PHILLY!” Dan practically shrieked, his whole body emanating energy and happiness “It’s your birthday!” He finished with a smile, shoving the cake (which had until now been hidden from his view behind Dan’s back) in Phil’s eyesight.

Phil audibly gasped. Sure Dan did this every year and sure Dan was always the first one to wish him and shower him with love and kisses, but he had always saved the cake and presents for the next morning. It must be something special this year Phil thought.

And his guess could not have been more accurate. Of course it was something special. But we’ll get to that later.

“Happy birthday philly” Dan repeated,  a huge smile plastered on his face, as though he was the one who was to receive presents.

Phil’s usual smile was so bright it could grow flowers, Dan had said so himself on many occasions, but the smile Phil gave him now was enough assurance that what he was about to do, what he had been planning to do for almost 3 months, was not a mistake.

Phil blew out the candles, and darkness fell, for neither of these dorks had thought of switching on the light before.
Phil laughed at their stupidity and got up to switch on the light. A gentle touch to the arm stopped him, and Dan got up, slinging his arms around Phil’s waist. The moonlight shone through the window, just enough to illuminate their faces.

Dan slowly leaned in to kiss his boyfriend, and just before their lips met he breathed out a “may I?”. Phil smiled and close the gap between them, his answer clear from his actions. Their lips met in a slow and loving kiss, one that was not rushed or passionate, as if to say “I’m here. I’ll always be here.”
Their tongues danced in beautiful harmony, tasting each other slowly. Dan’s hands found their way to Phil’s hair, and he curled his fingers around the ebony locks at the base of his neck. Phil arms hung losely around Dan’s hips, and he pulled the younger boy closer.

They broke away to breathe, and a crimson blush covered Dan’s soft features. Phil smirked lightly, relishing in the fact that even after 7 years he still had the ability to reduce the brown haired boy to a blushing mess with just a kiss.

He proceeded towards the switch board  (is that what they’re called?)
and turned on the light. The room was instantly illuminated by the florescent  light, and as Phil turned around, he was greeted by a sight the most fortunate people are greeted by only once in their lifetime.

Dan crouched in front of him, a box in  his left hand, open, revealing the ring that lay inside it.

Phil gasped, overcome with so many feelings, he didn’t know what to say. Waves and waves of happiness and excitement crashed over him, and in no time he began to tear up. Before he could say something, Dan spoke up.

“Phil, ever since the day I met you on the train station, I knew you were the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Hell! I realised it before we even met. You have always been my inspiration, my protector, the love of my life. I was a depressed teenager with zero friends and no future, but you changed all of that Phil. You are the only reason I am where I am today. I’m not going to go into the details of how much you’ve helped me and cared for me because let’s be honest I don’t want to be sitting in this  painful position until 5am.” Dan breathed out a soft chuckle. His voice was quivering, like it always did when he wasn’t sure of what he was doing, or was nervous.
Phil just stood there, frozen, a million thoughts rushing through his mind, and more than half of them were just his brain screaming “YES”. Nevertheless, he let the the younger boy continue his speech- which- from living with him for 5 years, Phil knew was not a prepared speech. The boy was speaking straight from his heart and that was what touched Phil the most.

“I have known you for 7 years, and there isn’t one moment of those seven years that I regret. Sure I joke about regretting everything I do, but the one thing I don’t regret - I will never regret- is messaging you on twitter. Because it got me a beautiful friend, and the best boyfriend.
I love you Phil.  I love you so much. I love your stupid animal facts. I love your warm and welcoming hugs, I love your inability to cook without setting the whole flat on fire- because it gives me a reason to cook for you- I love your smile and your weird raps about Dil. I love loving with you. I love that you are a part of my life. I love EVERYTHING about you Phil. I love the way your tongue pokes out when you laugh. I love your ability to make me feel better about myself. I love you for your beautiful soul and I love your entire existence.

The last year has made me realise how important you are to me and what an integral part of my life you are. I don’t want to spend even a day of my life without you. If you say yes to the question I’m about to ask you, I will be more than happy to spend the rest of my life with you.

So Phillip Michael Lester, will you marry me?” Dan ended his long speech with a breathless sigh as he usually did when he finished something he was nervous about.

Phil said nothing. He stood there for a good 2 minutes just staring at Dan, his eyes glistening with tears and his lower lip quivering. His mind screamed “YES YES YES HOLY HELL YES” But his body seemed to have gone limp.

Finally he found his tongue, and breathed out “yes”.

Dan’s eyes lit up with a twinkle and a smile formed on his lips, one that showed his deep dimples that Phil loved.

“Yes”. Phil said again, in a more confident tone, a huge smile forming on his lips as well.

Dan began to get up from the floor, but before he could stand up straight, Phil jumped onto him, hugging him tight, making them both fall to the ground in a giggling, blushing mess. The ring was still clutched in Dan’s left hand, and Phil turned his gaze to it once, before smiling again and lightly pressing his lips to Dan’s.  They broke apart after a few seconds, their cheeks flushed and breathing ragged.

Dan sat up, sitting across from Phil. He quickly took the ring out of the box, taking Phil’s left hand and quickly slipping the ring on. They just sat there, looking into each others eyes, sharp icy blue mixing with warm, inviting brown.

They didn’t have to say anything more, soft kisses were shared between them, ones that said “I’m here. And now it’s definite that I’ll always be here.”

After a few minutes Phil spoke,“So, you love me huh?” He proceeded to grab the cupcake from the bed, taking a small bite out of it.
“Shut up you spork. I literally say that everyday.” Dan took the cupcake from Phil, stuffing his face with a large bite.
“But still”
Dan giggled, his cheeks tinted pink and chapped lips stretched in a smile.

“How did you decide you were going to do this?” Phil asked gently, nodding towards the ring.
“I’ve wanted to do this for 2 years now, but I was always to scared to ask first. But then I figured… You’re turning thirty, definitely you’d want something permanent right? And if you didn’t want me we wouldn’t be together after 7 years, so I just figured, I should ask you. ”

“Well you proved all the fanfiction writers wrong” Phil chuckled, referring to how most of their fans were certain that Phil would be the one to propose.

“Don’t laugh.” Dan said with a chuckle, ruining the meaning of his statement. “I have been worrying about this for 3 months”

“You really do overthink things” Phil mused.
Dan just shoved him playfully.

Phil looked at his ring again, it felt weird on his finger, but good weird. The weight felt reassuring to him, a physical promise to remind him that what Dan and he had was real. It was a platinum love band, and upon closer inspection one could see the words “this is the most fun I’ve ever had” engraved on it (because Dan was a cheesy little shit)
“You’re so cheesy Dan” Phil exclaimed, referring to the engraved words. He couldn’t help but smile and feel greatful to have such a beautiful man in his life.
“Shut up you love it”, Dan retorted, and before Phil could manage another sassy remark, Dan had smothered him with a kiss.
As they broke away from the kiss, Dan once again repeated, a cheeky grin evident on his face “Happy birthday you spork”
“Thank you for the best birthday gift ever bear. ”
And neither of them regretted the promise they had made to each other on the night of the 30th of January, 2017.

A/N so I usually post my stuff on wattpad (my wattpad is @/ fandomsarespooky) and this is my first time posting a fic on tumblr. My blog isn’t really popular but I’d really appreciate feedback and reblogs. If you want me to write something then feel free to send in prompts!💕

A Ray of Sunshine

Summary: Phil scares Dan by coming out of his room in the middle of the night. Comforting fluff ensues.

Warnings: fear, slight panic

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 897

Four in the morning is often the time I go to bed. Not always, but often. Today was one of those days. I’d stayed up for hours on wikipedia, reading articles on all sorts of pointless crap I’ll never need to know. Before I went to sleep, I’d made a trip to the bathroom. It was dark and I was scared. I’d made it there safely and now it was time to journey back through the darkness to my room.

I exited the bathroom, turned off the light and ran, keeping looking around me as I went. The hallway was dark… and foreboding. I don’t know why, but I always expected the worst, for some kind of supernatural creature to jump out at me in the dark. I got to the kitchen door and glanced through the glass door. Nope, nothing in the kitchen. I turned back in the direction I was going and that was when I heard something… from Phil’s room. I froze.

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Someone you don’t know adds you on Facebook

Someone you don’t know follows you on Tumblr

Someone sends you a message on Facebook

Someone writes in your Tumblr ask box

Loses a friend on Facebook

Loses a Follower on Tumblr

Error on Facebook

Error on Tumblr

Someone sends you a Dirty message on Facebook

Someone sends a Dirty message on Tumblr

Scrolling through Facebook

Scrolling through Tumblr


Reaction to nudes on Facebook

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