give her a box and she will sit in it

anonymous asked:

How do you think Chloe's redemption arc will go?

  • i want chloe to go too far
  • i know that’s hard to imagine with chloe, but for a moment, imagine she says something impossibly cruel, something she doesn’t necessarily mean, perhaps as a way to keep the upper hand, to win an argument, to keep up the superiority complex she has, what have you
  • imagine it’s directed to marinette who’s usually up and ready to banter back with her….and marinette doesn’t take it well
  • maybe it’s personal. maybe it digs deep in a way that marinette didn’t expect. but it leaves her with tears welling up, or perhaps it makes her run from the room in mortification
  • adrien screams at chloe, asks her what she was thinking. even sabrina is edging away from her and can’t look her in the eye. imagine the entire class losing complete respect for her and completely shutting her out. 
  • imagine chloe being alone
  • it’s maddening: adrien and sabrina won’t talk to her, no one will sit next to her in class, no one acknowledges her, and all she gets from the entire class is dirty stares
    • marinette’s are the worst. marinette stares at chloe like she’s wishing the world’s misfortune on her. marinette’s never looked at chloe like that. 
    • and it isn’t until she sees how marinette bores holes into the back of her head during class that chloe realizes she really messed up
  • imagine her hastily putting together a half-assed apology so that people will start talking to her again. but marinette isn’t having it. 
    • “you know, that’s really cold. to just apologize to me bc you want your friends back and not bc you mean it. how dare you. don’t waste my time with this again unless you mean it.”
  • after that, marinette isn’t mad at her anymore. she’s just done. it’s as if chloe is invisible, as if chloe isn’t at all worth her time, as if nothing chloe does can affect her anymore. sabrina still won’t speak to her. adrien acts as if he can’t recognize her. 
  • and that’s when chloe realizes she made a huge mistake. and she feels bad. 
  • so she actually starts apologizing. leaving apology notes in marinette’s locker and on her desk. sending her fb messages pleading with her to hear her out. approaching her desk everyday and asking her if she’ll just please speak to her and let her apologize. 
    • but marinette throws the notes out. blocks her on fb. ignores her when she approaches her. won’t let her in. 
  • chloe tries to do little things. orders huge commissions from the dupain-cheng bakery just to give them business. stops by in the mornings for croissants and fills their tip jar with bills. sends marinette expensive designer clothes in the mail to give her inspiration. offers to drop off her homework to her parents when marinette is sick.
    • it does nothing, even though marinette notices the gestures, but chloe keeps trying
  • because she never actually meant to hurt anyone this bad. she knows no one will believe her when she says this but this isn’t what she wanted. she didn’t want marinette to treat her like this. didn’t want anyone to treat her like this. 
  • and deep down, she realizes that ladybug – her idol, her hero, her role model – would hate what she’s done. and disappointing ladybug is the absolute last thing she ever wanted to do. 
  • so chloe keeps working. working to make ladybug proud. working to win back marinette’s trust. working to show adrien and sabrina that they weren’t wrong to befriend her. working to show the whole class that she’s a good person. deep down. somewhere. she is. she promises. she’ll show them. 
  • one day after school, when there’s a torrential downpour and marinette has no umbrella, chloe catches her before she leaves, gives her an umbrella, and apologizes for probably the hundredth time. marinette doesn’t respond to the apology, but accepts the umbrella, mutters a short thanks, and heads home
  • chloe accepts the coldness, realizes she deserves it, and doesn’t stay angry. instead, she pulls her sweater over her head to cover herself from the rain, and waits on the steps for her car to come
    • she doesn’t realize that there’s an old man a few blocks from the school who watched the whole exchange
  • when chloe gets home, she finds a small wooden box with strange markings sitting on her desk that she doesn’t remember putting there
  • she opens it to find a haircomb shaped like a bumblebee

nicky forces neil to get a new phone and eventually neil makes an instagram and as he starts getting more followers he gets more comfortable with having social media and does 60 second Q&A’s with the team at the fans request

  • the first one he does is with kevin because of popular demand
  • neil does it on the court after night practice with kevin and he reads a few questions that exy fans have commented on his previous posts
  • ‘kevin, what are you a queen of besides exy? no I’ll answer this, the answer is nothing, kevin sucks”
  • “fuck off neil” kevin gets serious and the rest of the video is kevin extensively and aggressively talking about exy until the timer cuts off
  • he does dan next and it’s the cutest 60 second video out there okay dan is sitting next to matt on the couch while neil is filming
  • he asks her how it feels to be “the best female exy captain in the NCAA” dan gets the biggest smile on her face and scrunches up her nose before she answers
  • ‘oh that’s sweet, who wants to know? I like this person. It feels great! but it’s stressful at times, there is a lot of sexism in the world but I usually ignore it in favor of focusing on how lucky I am to have such a great team.”
  • matt’s looking at her while she’s talking and u can literally see the love and admiration in his eyes, fans are crying in the comments about how cute they are, so am I
  • when he does renee, most of the comments are asking about her hair so she explains how she dilutes the bright colors by mixing them with conditioner to make them more pastel
  • “but that’s the easy part, root upkeep is the worst tho, I hate touch ups.”
  • neil vaguely knows what she’s talking about cause he’ll sit in the room when andrew helps her with her hair
  • nicky manages to tell half his life story in 60 seconds
  • neil uploads a second video of nicky giving advice to queer kids afraid to come out because of strict and religious parents or unsafe home lives
  • aaron walks away when neil tries to do his so instead neil uploads a five second video that’s just him zooming in on aaron sitting in a beanbag chair playing video games “aaron’s a dick.”
  • matt gets asked about his boxing background and he beams at the chance to talk about his mom
  • “she’s so badass, she taught me everything I know, she could kick anyone’s ass” he points at the camera “she’ll kick your ass. better watch out”
  • allison gives fashion tips, she also roasts neil for how he dressed when he first joined the team “god u guys should have seen him, fucking awful. nicky and I fixed him up tho, but it took a lot of work cause neil likes to make things difficult” 
  • when neil gets to andrew nobody expects him to actually upload anything but when he does the results are hilarious
  • neil sits next to andrew with the camera frontfaced so half of neil’s face is in the frame, andrew is curled up on the couch with a pint of ice cream and his glasses on “it’s time for your interview andrew”
  • andrew just stares at him
  • “why didn’t you sign with the rav- wait that’s a stupid fucking question, we’re not doing that one. alright. how many times have you and aaron been mistaken for one another?” 
  • andrew stares at the camera in silence
  • “tragic. next question. how are you so good at blocking goals?
  • silence
  • “incredible. what is your honest opinion about kevin day?”
  • andrew stares for a couple seconds before rolling his eyes and getting up to walk away, neil laughs and nods “I agree” 
  • BONUS: andrew has neil’s phone while they’re on the roof, neil is holding his cigarette and andrew starts filming, pointing the camera so you can only see neil
  • “hey junkie, it’s your turn to be interviewed” “alright” 
  • “how does it feel to finally have a real home?” 
  • neil smiles softly, but he’s looking at andrew not the camera “like I’m finally living, like I’ve got everything I could ever want”
  • there’s a short pause before you can faintly hear “285%” and the video cuts off
We Are Young: Chapter 4

Throne of Glass High School AU

Summary: Senior Rowan Whitethorn is new to town. It doesn’t take him long to get use to a new school, make new friends, even join the local hockey team. But it also doesn’t take him long to meet sophomore and figure skater Aelin Galathynius. And it doesn’t take him long to realize one thing; he can’t stand her.

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Hometown pride was just as big as school pride when it came to hockey games in Rifthold.

The stadium was packed with the people. The bleachers on both sides of the ice were full, and Aelin was sure the whole town showed up to watch the first game on the season.

And what a game it was.

Second period was coming to an end, and both the Rifthold Royals and Skull Bay Pirates had yet to score a goal. Dorian was definitely living up to his nickname this game. But the Pirates’ goalie seemed to be just as good.

The tension in the arena was thick. Everyone was waiting for someone to score that first goal. And it only grew thicker every time the puck got close to a net.

But though the scoring was lacking, the fights and penalties definitely weren’t.

If Aelin didn’t know any better, she’d think the only reason Fenrys, Aedion, and Lorcan were on the team in the first place was to pick fights. They spent more time throwing punches and sitting in the penalty box than they did actually playing the game.

“If he wanted to throw punches all day long,” Lysandra watched with narrowed eyes as the referee broke up another fight between Aedion and one of the Pirates players. “He should have just joined wrestling.”

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anonymous asked:

Prompt- Lily is on her period and James is sort of uncomfortable with the whole menstruating thing but eventually is really cool and supportive.

  • “oh my god, are you dying?”
  • james finds lily on the floor in the bathroom, covered in sweat and in a loose baggy t-shirt which he realises with a start is his
  • out of respect james hurries out before lily can scream at him
  • he takes out his phone and is ready to diall 999 and call for an ambulence because lily is literally the strongest person he knows and something must be very wrong with her to be in that sort of condition 
  • she looks like hell when she finally comes out. white, ghoulish skin, prominent eye-bags and chapped lips that could do with thousands of sweet, toe-curling kisses
  • and yet she’s still the most beautiful person he’s ever seen and he still gets those damn butterflies every time
  • “do you need me to call 999?” 
  • she’s staggering to the kitchen like she’s an 85 year old pensioner who forgot her walking stick. she’s mumbling something, her cheeks a little flushed as she sits down on a chair. something like ‘eve’s in the house’
  • he knows no one called eve
  • “i’m sorry, i didn’t catch that.”
  • “pardon?”
  • “lily, babe you really need to speak up a bit-”
  • “I SAID I’M ON MY PERIOD!”
  • “……..oh.”
  • he has no idea what to do
  • lily is obviously in a lot of pain, that much is certain; she’s just sat in a chair, going ‘bugger’ and swearing like there’s no tomorrow
  • he’s super uncomfortable because well, when he was younger he once found his mum’s tampons and lets just say when she came home they both had a humiliating and mortifying conversation 
  • he’s never had any experience (can he even call it that?) about women and their periods. what is he supposed to do?
  • but then he remembers when lily looked after him two months ago. he had the worst flu ever, was stuck in bed for 2 days, was sweaty, had a runny nose, he lost his voice and ached all over 
  • but lily was there literally through it all. she was there, to listen to him say ‘babe, if i die please dont forget to eat that tuna in the fridge because it’s been in there for two days and it’ll go off’ only for her to snort, chuckle and say that she’d nurse him back to health. and she did. 
  • so now it’s not just that he’s obligated to do the same, but, heck, she’s the love of his life
  • that’s how he ends up in tesco 20 minutes later. staring, half traumatised, at sanitary towels. 
  • does she want ?normal? or those beasts which say ultra night 100% protection? he buys both. and gets neurofen express period pain, buys a bag of maltesers and the newest cosmopolitan magazine
  • the cashier is a middle aged woman and she beams at him when it’s his turn. 
  • ‘your wife is lucky to have you. what a wonderful gentleman.’ 
  • his hand cluctches the small box inside his coat pocket almost insantaneously. he gives it a tight squeeze before smiling and hurrying back to lily’s
  • she’s on the sofa now and as soon as he gets in he rushes to the kitchen and is making her a tea before she can even ask
  • “can i have a sugar though this time, please?”
  • he doesnt even bat an eyelid when he asks how many and she says, oh so casually, “three…. and a half
  • he runs her a hot bath, puts the items on the floor and sits, twiddling his thumbs. he holds the box as he waits, maybe he’ll have to ask her another time… but as soon as he hears the bathroom door open he hides it
  • “you okay?” 
  • he sits with his arms around her, stroking her soft hair and feeding her maltesers as they sit through episode after episode of friends. 
  • she apologises and he says she has nothing to be sorry for. being there for her is the only thing he wants to do
  • she smiles. he smiles. she says she feels a little bit better now, but he still insists on making the next three rounds of tea
  • that’s when he hears her voice ring through the living room and into the kitchen
  • “james… what’s in this box?”

interesting ways to get a cat

- plan to get a cat, visit a friend who has a farm, all the kittens run away despite being careful, hear a very loud purring all of a sudden while a pair of eyes open in a dark spot between two balls of hay. achievement unlocked: first cat obtained.

- have your cat on the pill but she still manages to have 1 kitten that she stops feeding after a week so you think he’s going to die in the next days despite the care your family gives him but actually he’s 17 now and still going

- have dinner with half your family, be very loud and joyful, then be interrupted by a small meowing and find a young cat sitting on the bench next to you

- have your dad visit friends that have a farm, unexpectedly meet a very fat kitten and “well i couldnt leave her there could i so i found a shoe box and”

- its raining and you hear scratching and meowing at the back door and when you open a grown cat soaked with water and mud is screaming at you and decides this is her house now where are the kibbles

- open a dumpster. a young cat jumps on it, meows at you, jumps in it. you think, well, alright, and leave. you hear a meowing behind you. its the cat. you pet the cat. you leave. you hear a meowing behind you. its the cat. you shoo it away. you get to your house. you hear a meowing behind you

- so lets say you have two six months old kittens who are very into being outside. one is very interested in the bushes next to the garden gate. theres a kitten there. he’s licking her. thats his friend there can we keep her? please. she is small and wild but she loves him. please. you keep the cat

- your friend is in the veranda. you hear a commotion. you find your friend on her hands and knees looking under some furniture while one of your cats is disstressingly meowing from a few meters away. “fuck no, not this again,” you think, “hey, so, theres three kittens under there,” she says

On the set of Dunkirk

Request from @emfrodo: hey love! i was hoping I could get a Harry Styles x Shy Reader request where the reader is super shy and anxious and she works on the dunkirk set with him (she’s a techie) and they are the same age and she can’t stop laughing during a scene in the background because Harry is trying to make her laugh when he’s floating in the water with the other crew?? and like the entire crew knows they like each other and it’s just so cute and fluffy!!! thank you!!

Ever since Y/N was a kid, she always thought it would be so cool to have a job in being part of a technical crew for a movie production. It was interesting to see how specific people would be in charge of creating sounds and making sure the lighting for scenes are perfect along with dozens of other jobs in the different departments. So Y/N had followed up a career to become a technician and she was quite happy with her job.

However, never did Y/N think that she would be working for a Christopher Nolan movie. One of the most well-known Directors for his movies: The Dark Knight, Instellar, and Inception. The list goes on. So when Y/N was asked to become part of this movie production, she jumped at the offer. 

Her job was quite simple. She was one of the sound technicians who would make sure all unnecessary sound is blocked out. 

Working on the set of the movie Dunkirk has been a great experience for her so far. From the moment she started, she was given a very warm welcome from Chris. Him and his wife made her feel comfortable in her job and she didn’t feel any pressure like she would when she worked in a her past productions. 

Another thing Y/N didn’t see coming were the actors on the set. One in particular. It was his first ever movie and from what she has seen, he was pretty damn good. He was currently on hiatus from a very famous boy band and Y/N very much knew him from one of her friends who was non-stop crying about them. 

His name was Harry Styles. He was a very cute guy, she thought. And from what she has seen, polite and goofy too. He would immediately become serious when there is something serious going on or when he is being told specific instructions. He was tall and very buff. He had brown hair that was shaved from the sides but left on top. She knew he had long hair before according to her friend and pictures because quite a big deal since it was all over the news.

Y/N noticed him on the second day of shooting but he didn’t notice her. Or at least, she thinks he didn’t notice her. She found Harry quite the sight with his very prominent dimples that would display anytime he laughed or joked around with the other crew or cast. 

She usually kept her distance from the other people, not wanting to budge in when she wasn’t needed. She wanted things to run smoothly since this was one of the largest productions she was working on. Not only because of that, but also because she is an extremely shy person. It’s not like she wants to be quiet all the time but for some reason, when she’s around other people, words just don’t seem to come out of her mouth unless someone asks her a question. 

So Y/N kept her distance from the goofy, British boy but admired him from afar. Little did she know that this boy had noticed her on the first day of shooting and immediately felt an attraction towards her. Harry admired her too. He thought she would look super adorable when she was so into her job Her brows would furrow and lips would set into a firm line when she would have a serious look on her face when doing her job. He even noticed her laughing once with one of the crew members and he instantly noted that her smile was his favorite feature of her. He also noticed how quiet the girl would be. While the camera is rolling, she would stand from a certain distance and just watch. 

Harry thought she didn’t notice him either.

He asked one of the crew members who she was and in reply he said, “Her name is Y/N. One of the sound technicians. Great gal but doesn’t talk much.”

But Harry really wanted to talk to her. He thought the whole crew was amazing and that every one of their jobs are significant for this production. He admired all of them for their hard work. And he thought, maybe he should introduce himself to Y/N too and let her know that she was doing a fantastic job.

So on one of the days of shooting, when there was a lunch break, Harry builds the courage to walk up to her and talk. Usually, he doesn’t have a problem with it, but for some reason he felt slightly nervous. 

He sees Y/N sitting on one of the wooden boxes, sandwich in hand, courtesy of Chris.

Y/N feels him in her peripheral vision, wondering if he’s looking at her since he’s so close and when she looks up, she sees him looking at her. Her heart lodges in her throat and her eyes slightly widen when he gives her warm smile. She gives him a timid smile back, not wanting to be rude. He walks towards her with his sandwich and water bottle in hand. 

“’S this seat taken?” He asks, pointing his arm towards the wooden box next to her. 

She quickly shakes her head no, scooting over a bit to make room for him. She couldn’t believe he wanted to sit next to her. Or maybe he had no other place to sit. She doesn’t really know.

Harry gives her a thankful smile, sitting down on the box. He unwraps his sandwich, taking a large bite out of it because he was so hungry. He looks at Y/N, who was sat beside him quietly eating her sandwich.

He finishes chewing before speaking, “M’name is Harry,” He introduces, taking you by surprise.

Holy fuck, he was going to talk to her too? She silently thought. 

“Y/N,” She introduces back, giving him a small smile. 

“Wha’ kind of sandwich have yeh got there?” He asks her, not knowing what else to say. Idiot. 

Y/N looks down at her sandwich before looking back at him with a slightly amused face. 

“It’s chicken,” She tells him. 

Harry narrows his eyes at her playfully, “Dammit, so yeh’re one of ‘em who took tha’! ‘M stuck with tuna. Now m’breath is gonna stink the whole the day.” He sighs dramatically.

Y/N slightly laughs before apologizing, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was going to finish. Would you like some?” She offers, holding the other half of her sandwich out to him and he shakes his head no, laughing. 

“No no. Was just messin’ with yeh, love,” Y/N’s heart flutters when he says the last word. Damn British people and their terms of endearment. 

She pulls it back towards her, looking away but not before catching his cute dimpled smile. Gosh, he was so darn cute.

“Great job by the way,” He compliments before taking a bite of his sandwich again.

Y/N arches an eyebrow at him, confused at what he means. 

Harry notices, quickly chewing and swallowing before he clarifies, “For the movie.”

Y/N’s cheeks tint red, not use to getting compliments or praises on her job, “Oh, thank you. I think you’re pretty great too,” She tells him shyly. The man could really act.

Harry smiles, “Why thank you very much.” Y/N nods as if saying you’re welcome. 

“Think ‘ve swallowed lots o’ seawater by accident though. Might puke it out later,” He tells her, making her nose scrunch up in distaste. Real smooth Harry, real smooth. 

Y/N laughs nonetheless, making Harry feel giddy because he got to make her smile. 

And for the rest of the lunch break, they share small talk and heart fluttering smiles. 


It’s been a few weeks since Harry and Y/N’s first encounter. Things have really changed between the two. Y/N has become more comfortable around Harry, feeling less nervous talking to him. She’s been starting to talk more on set and people have started to notice the special bond between the two. Harry would always goof around and make her laugh. The two would constantly exchange smiles from afar, Harry winking at her and making her blush and look away from him. They’ve started to develop feelings for each other, too afraid to admit it to each other. 

Y/N would still be a bit shy around Harry but that’s only when he says something that would totally make her face turn red. 

The pair would always hang out when there was a lunch break. Y/N would grab herself a chicken sandwich and one for Harry as well while he finishes up a scene. When he would finish, he walks to their seating spot, Harry giving her a grateful smile and peck on the forehead without thinking, making Y/N blush to herself at the sweet gesture. Sometimes he would give her a quick squeeze to her shoulder when walking by or his cute dimpled smile when she would just sit and watch him.

Y/N would watch Harry laugh with the cast and crew, her lips involuntarily pulling into a smile when she sees his face light up or when she hears his ridiculously cute cackle. Her feelings for him grew each day. 

Whenever they would sit together at lunch, Harry would always tell her his really lame jokes. Sometimes she’d think about it and smile at certain memories of them. 

“Why can’ the flower ride his bike?” He’d ask her, taking a bite out of the chicken sandwich she had brought him.

Y/N would roll her eyes playful, letting out a dramatic annoyed sigh, “I don’t know, Harry. Why can’t he ride his bike?” She’d ask him in a fake wondering tone.

“S’cos his petals fell off, pet.” He cackles and so does Y/N but not because of his joke–cause that was a really dumb joke–but because of his laugh and smile after he tells her the joke. She would laugh nonetheless because she finds it so funny and endearing when his nose scrunches up in his cute obnoxious laugh. 

“Gosh, you’re such a dork,” She’d tell him, laughing at him.

Harry would look at her with offence, “Oi! ‘M no dork! Yeh still like hangin’ out with this dork everyday but wouldn’ like to admit it now would yeh?”  He’d shoot back.

Y/N would sigh and pretend to think with a hand on her chin, “You’re right. I’m just too afraid to admit that I don’t like hanging out with you. Would much rather hang out with Fionn or Tom,” She lies, her lips slightly curved up, breaking her serious look. 

Harry narrowed his eyes at her, lips set into a firm line. A look of what she thinks is determination is set on his face. He leaned in close, making her heart slightly race. His intense green eyes, staring into hers.They might have been the most beautiful eyes she’s ever seen. Bright green with specks of gold and grey. His eyes were so hypnotizing that she didn’t notice Harry snatch her sandwich out of her hand. 

“Harry!” She slightly yelled, trying to take her sandwich back but her arms were too short and his were too long. 

“Nope,” Harry shakes his head. “Tha’s it. Tha’ was the last straw for yeh. Can’t believe yeh would do tha’ to me.” She stands up, taking advantage of him sitting down but he quickly mirrors her raising it above his head, too high for her to reach. 

“Harry, please! I’m hungry,” She’d complain but he’d still shake his head no with a fake look of betrayal.

“Take back what yeh said,” She was about to open her mouth to speak but Harry presses his forefinger against her lips. “Nuh uh, wasn’ finished speakin’, love.” And she rolls her eyes, crossing her arms. “Also have t’admit tha’ yeh like spendin’ time with me,” He smirks and Y/N’s jaw drops. 

“What? No!” She declines.

“Right then,” He says, looking at her as if he has no other. “Can’t get your lunch back. ‘M really hungry today. Second sandwich would be nice,” He whistles casually before opening his mouth wide and slowly bringing her sandwich to his mouth but before he could bite it, she grabs his arm and stops him.

“Fine,” She groans. “I take back what I said,” Harry nods, giving her an expectant look. 

“And..?”

Y/N rolls her eyes, “And I like it,” is all she says. Not wanting to admit that she really enjoys spending time with Harry.

Harry smirks, playing dumb, “And wha’?”

“Ugh, you know what I mean!” She says in annoyance.

His expression turns clueless, “Don’ know wha’ yeh mean, pet.” Y/N rolls her eyes again. 

“Careful, love. Gonna keep rollin’ yeh eyes at me and they’re gonna fall out,” She scoffs. 

“Wouldn’t have to see your ugly mug,” She speaks without thinking. Her eyes widening when she realizes what she just said. “I-I mean–””

Harry shakes his head, a look of pretense hurt on his face. “See how yeh feel ‘bout me.”

Y/N shakes her head, “Didn’t mean that!”

“Sure yeh didn’,” He says with a sad look. Drama queen.

“I didn’t!” She exasperates. 

“Want an apology then,” He mumbles. Such an idiot too.

“Fine. I’m sorry.” She apologizes because the guy was far from ugly. She just wasn’t going to tell him that to boost his ego even more, knowing him.

“And…wha’ were yeh goin’ to say befo’ tha’?” Great, he still wants her to say that too.

“ThatIlikespendingtimewithyou.” She speaks so quickly and he smirks at the flustered look on her face. He still loves how shy she gets around him.

“Wha’ was tha’? Couldn’ understand yeh. Slow down there, love,” He says in fake innocence, enjoying the flustered look on her face.

“Nope, I won’t say it again,” She says, harshly pinching his side and he involuntarily brings his arm down. She successfully grabs the sandwich, sticking her tongue out at him.

“Oi! Yeh menace!” He shouts, rubbing at his side and Y/N laughs. He picks her off the floor, throwing her over his shoulder and she squeals, smacking his bum. He carries them towards the end of the dock and pretends he’s about to throw her in the water, Y/N begging him not to. The both of them cause a scene, making the people around them watch with knowing looks, laughing at the two. 


It was the last day of shooting in the waters before they head off to L.A. One of the most intense scenes where the men have to swim around in the water with oil on their faces, waiting for help from the rescue boats. 

Y/N stood on one of the boats, watching all the men swim towards the boats. She hears Chris say cut in between, stopping the camera and explaining a few things to the other cast members. While they wait, Y/N notices Harry’s “oil” covered face making faces at her from where he floats in the water. She chuckles, rolling her eyes playfully and looks away. 

She still feels his eyes on her figure and she can tell from her peripheral vision. She looks back at him, noticing his green eyes solely staring at her and she couldn’t depict the look on his face. She raises her eyebrow at him as if saying what? But he just shakes his head giving her another smile. She smiles back at him, blushing when he gives her a wink.

The two were so busy communicating with their eyes that they didn’t notice Fionn notice the whole exchange.

“Someone’s got a crush,” He teases Harry.

Harry looks at him and shoves his shoulder, “Shut up.”

“C’mon, mate. We all know yeh two like each other. Just ask her out yeah?”

Harry sighs, “S’not that easy. Yeh don’ know if she likes me back and I–”

“Oh please. Here I’ll do you a favor,” Fionn says.

Harry’s eyebrow furrow in confusion, not knowing what he means. “Wha’ do yeh-?”

“Hey Y/N!” Fionn calls, making her turn head and look at them. Harry’s eyes quickly widen. Oh fuck. 

“Harry here has something to tell–” And before he could finish, he feels Harry dunk his face under water. No way was he letting her find out this way.

Y/N’s eyes widen, wondering what’s going on. “What?” She says, blushing a bit when people look her way.

The sound techie beside her gives her a knowing look. “If it isn’t more obvious.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” She tells him honestly. What was going on? What made Harry dunk Fionn’s head underwater to stop him from saying whatever it was? Were they talking about her?

The techie parts his mouth to speak but before he could say anything, a deep raspy voice interrupts them. “Hey pet.”

They both turn their head to look at the person, Y/N immediately knowing who it was. She notices the look on Harry’s oil covered face. It was a look she’s never seen before and from what it looks like, it seemed serious. 

“Hey…?” She says, unsure. Since when did he get out of the water?

“Got a minute t’talk?” He wonders and she nods.

Y/N looks back at the techie who only gives her a wink. Okay really, what is going on? 

“Walk with me then,” He says, holding his arm out and gesturing his other hand towards the part of the dock where there was no people.

She doesn’t say anything, walking towards where he stood. He places his hand on the small of her back, the both of them walking side by side with their arms brushing against each other. The air smelt of seawater and the wind whistled, making it more breezy.

Harry was silent which was usually rare because whenever they were together, he would be the first to initiate the conversation and talk non stop. Y/N never minds though. She loves the sound of his voice. It’s deep and slow. Harry taking his time when speaking. Although sometimes she has no idea what he’s talking about but nods nonetheless. 

So why was he so quiet? What did he want to tell her? Was it about the fact that shooting for the movie was going to end soon and they weren’t going to see each other as often as they did? It was something that is inevitable. What was going to happen to their friendship? What if Harry might forget about her? Forget about what they had? She surely wouldn’t.

“So what was that back there?” She asks him.

“Wha’ was wha’?” He pretends to act clueless.

“With Fionn. Why’d you stop him from speaking?”

“S’nothing,” He brushes off, staring down at his feet while they walk.

“Really? Seemed like something since you dunked his head under water.” 

“Oi! Was jus’ helpin’ him out. Seein’ how long he could hold his breath underwater,” He lies. There was no going back from this. He had to tell her.

“Mhm,” She hums sarcastically. “Right after he calls my name,” She nudges at his shoulder.

Harry lets out an exaggerated sigh, “There’s no runnin’ from this is there?”

Y/N raises an eyebrow in question, “Running from what?

Harry clears his throat, halting in his steps and Y/N mirrors him. He grabs her hands in his and Y/N looks down at them in surprise, liking how her small hand fits in his large one. She looks back up at him, noticing him looking at her with his pale green eyes.

“Runnin’ from the fact tha’ I have feelings fo’ yeh,” Y/N looks at him stunned, not expecting this at all. Holy fuck, he likes her back!

“W-What?” She stutters.

“I like yeh, Y/N.” He admits, cupping her face. “Ever since I saw yeh on the first day of shooting. ‘ve noticed  how quiet yeh were but I was attracted to yeh,” He admits, his nerves slightly easing with each word. “An’ yeh know, we’ve been spendin’ time together and my feelings for yeh just keeps growin and s’okay ‘f yeh don’ feel the same way but–” Y/N cuts him off with the shake of her head.

“I like you too,” She mutters shyly looking down at her feet. She feels both of his hands cup her face, bringing her face up to look at him. They lock eyes, Harry staring at her with a surprised look.

“Yeh like me too yeah?” He says like he couldn’t believe it.

Y/N nods, red tinting her cheeks. “It’s kind of hard not to,” She admits. “Even if your dorky self tells horrible jokes.” She adds.

An offensive look takes over his face, “Oi! Yeh love m’jokes!” He squishes her cheeks together, her lips puckering and she holds his wrists, trying to pry them off her face.

“Nuh uh,” She tries to say through squished cheeks.

Harry smiles, leaning his face closer to hers and Y/N felt her heart rate increase. She looks deeply into his green eyes. Never had she seen them so close. She looks down at his raspberry colored lips that were slightly smudged with the black paint that was suppose to imitate as oil.

“Shut up yeh menace,” He tells her playfully. “Now back to where we were,” He says, still holding her cheeks. “How ‘bout a date? S’time yeah? Think we’ve kept our feelings long ‘nough from each other.”

Y/N nods, keeping her hands around his wrists. “Mhm.”

Harry gives her a happy grin, leaning in close to kiss her but she quickly presses her finger against his lips.

“Nuh uh. You‘ve got a dirty face.” She says, squirming in his hold.

Harry drops his jaw, “Oh c’mon, pet. S’just a kiss.” She shakes her head and he huffs. “Fine. A hug then?” She shakes her again.

“What?!” He shouts in fake anger. “Why not?”

“You’re wet!” She says in an obvious tone. “I’m gonna be soaked!”

Harry smirks at her words, wiggling his eyebrows. “Like yeh already aren’t.” He teases.

It takes a moment for Y/N to understand what he meant by that and when she does, she glares at him, hitting his shoulder while blushing really hard. 

“Oi! See what I mean,” He rubs the area where she hit him. “Call yeh a menace fo’ a reason! Always like abusin’ me.” He grumbles like a child.

Y/N chuckles, gathering the courage to stand on her tippy toes and hold his arms to balance herself, leaning in to give him a peck on the lips and quickly pulling back before Harry could process it. His small frown instantly lifts up into a happy grin. 

“Thought yeh said m’mouth was dirty.”

Y/N smiles, blushing again. “Couldn’t help myself. Now shut up.”

Harry pulls her close to him, this time pressing his chest against hers, ignoring the huff that emits from her mouth because his soaked clothes were touching her. “Not until yeh gimme ‘nother kiss. Proper one this time,” He demands softly, an expectant look on his face.

Y/N rolls her eyes but smiles nonetheless, leaning in to kiss him again but this time she felt a spark surge throughout her body, shocking every nerve. Her eyes involuntarily close, enjoying the kiss as it lasts for another five seconds. They let go, Harry pecking her bottom lip one more time before breathing out deeply. 

Man, he’s been waiting to do that for so long.

Their attention from each other breaks when they hear a whistle and they turn their heads to see Fionn and some of the crew and cast looking at them with smiles on their faces. 

“Finally! Took you guys long enough.” Fionn exasperates. 

“They knew?” Y/N asks with a blush on her face because of the amount of attention of them, wondering if they’ve been watching the whole time.

Harry chuckles, squeezing her close to his body and she groans, feeling her shirt soak. “Think they knew fo’ a while now, pet. An’ I think we both knew too. Just been too ‘fraid  t’admit it yeah?”

Y/N nods, pressing at his chest to push him off. “Now let go. You’ve got me all wet!”

Harry smirks dirtily, “Sure s’not from the kiss?” 

She narrows her eyes at him, pushing at his shoulders harder to get him off of her.

“You’re such an idiot!” Her face was a light shade a pink. He always makes her blush dammit. He just has to be so dirty.

“Yeah but yeh like this idiot,” He grins largely, stealing another kiss from her lips before running away back to the other side of the dock where everyone else was stood. Not before turning his head back to give her another goofy smile.

Gosh, she really does like that idiot. And it makes her smile uncontrollably. 


 This was longer than it should’ve been lmao. But i enjoyed writing it! Hope y’all liked it! I might’ve skimmed through it so there might be a few typos. I’ll fix them later tho. Some feedback would be nice :)

salty-nico  asked:

youtuber AU?

you mean one of my favorite aus???

  • nico does your basic vlog-type videos, just your good old story-telling things, with the occasional ghost hunt
    • like literally walks around a cemetery at 3 am and tries to find ghosts to talk to but ends up getting chased out by raccoons or something tbh and thats the whole video 
  • he lives with Reyna who is also a youtuber and is basically the epitome of Self-Care is Important like ends every video with “remember to drink a lot of water today” 
    • a lot of them are workout tips or her making inexpensive healthy snacks from scratch or makeup tutorials bc self care is having wings so sharp they could kill a man
  • since they live together nico and reyna appear in each other’s videos kind of frequently
    • like nico barely edits any of his videos so sometimes reyna will just walk in while hes filming and they’ll have like a five minute conversation and nico just won’t edit it out
    • reyna likes to force nico to bake with her and usually uses his face for her makeup tutorials bc it’s a lot easier to explain what you’re doing when you’re not doing it to yourself
    • reyna refuses to go on ghost hunts with nico bc she’s convinced he will get himself killed one of these days and with his luck that video will be a livestream
  • Will is not a youtuber bc my boy is busy all the time
    • he lives with kayla bc he can’t afford an apartment to himself and kayla’s the one that introduces him to nico and reyna’s channels and then he binge watches a ton of their videos in like a day bc will could stare at that boys face for 24 hours straight with no regrets
    • kayla and hazel know each other somehow so they set their stupid brothers up on a date
  • will ends up making appearances on both nico and reyna’s channels bc he starts spending like all of his free time with nico
    • like reyna makes a video thats basically just following nico and will around the apartment all day like shes making a nature documentary
    • nico tries to convince will to go on a ghost hunt with him but will values his life
  • sometimes nico stays up all night doing videos and will stays up all night studying so they just,,, sleep. all day.
  • also this is mostly irrelevant to the ship but
    • reyna hates going to the gym so she usually just works out at their apartment and has nico sit on her back while she does pushups (the first time will saw this he filmed it because he thought it was adorable and then reyna put the footage in her next video)
    • eventually reyna’s like “nico you’re too small this isn’t working” so she has will sit on her back instead and nico ends up with a video on his channel thats like twenty minutes long titled “they’re bonding” and its just will studying while reyna does pushups

this seems really long and a lot less solangelo than i intended but they’re there i promise

drop an au in my ask box and i’ll give you a list of headcanons!

Act Like You Love Me - Part Three

A/N: Feedback would make my day. 
Read part one here. Read part two here

Word count: 3,647

PART THREE

January 11 th, 2023

“Hey baby” you said lovingly when Leah jumped out the black jeep and starting running towards your apartment door.

You opened your front door and met her in a huge hug, picking her up from the ground. You kissed the top of her head, hugging her as close to you as possible.

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Pidgance/flirtyrobot headcannons

Pidge just watches Lance like a hawk when he is or is almost hurt, about to do something stupid, or she feels that something might happen.

As cute as this sounds almost losing him has scarred her emotionally and she will do anything to protect.

For Lance the same thing too. He is scarred as well from back when Pidge was almost killed by the son of a quiznak Sendak.

For this reason Lance tries to be near Pidge constantly and tries to get her attention a lot too.

Pidge has learned of Lance’s self deprecation tendency and goes full bear cub where she will just hug Lance when others aren’t around.

Sometimes she will refuse to let go, so like a bear clinging to a tree Lance will walk around with Pidge in the bear cub mode, at that point they won’t care if the others are watching.

The first time Pidge went bear cub mode Lance was so shocked he didn’t even realize that he started crying and desperately hugged her burying his head into her shoulder till a minute later. Even then he still kept at it till he fell asleep. Pidge felt her heart break afterwards.

When Lance sees Pidge is thinking about her family she starts to cry and build robots in frustration he starts to put songs on and coaxes Pidge into singing with him.

Lance likes to pick up cool/round stones/ rocks he finds or whatever catches his eye from wherever team Voltron goes and gives them to Pidge.

Pidge keeps all of them in a box and looks at them when she’s feeling uneasy or stressed.


Lance fidgets a lot and can’t sit still so Pidge makes him a fidget toy with a stone she found, a plant, with the Olkari headband she kept.


He takes it with him everywhere and uses it constantly.


One time he lost it and went ballistic trying to find it.


Turns out it was in his jacket but Pidge was borrowing said jacket.

They take joy rides on the hoverboarding cow Kaltenecker around the castle frequently.


Lance and Pidge share food all the time and don’t even notice it cuz it’s so normal to them.


Pidge and Lance have a constellation “scrapbook” where they go stargazing in one of the castle rooms that has a huge glass surrounding the entire thing and name constellations.


One of the constellations is called Winking Robot. Another one is named Family.


When Pidge was sad about losing Rover Lance spent forever trying to find the perfect constellation and called it Rover.


The boy went all out too, threw pillows and blankets everywhere brought snacks the whole enchilada.


They have a lot of inside jokes the others don’t even understand.


One time every one was fighting so Pidge flat out grabbed Lance’s face and kissed him then revealed that they were dating.

Forever and Always

Pairing: lams (laurens x hamilton)

Premise: In the present day, a young historian named Jalisa finds all the missing letters between John Laurens and Alexander Hamilton.

Word Count: 4359 (yIKES sorry)

Warnings: allusions to suicide, angst

*IMPORTANT* a/n: okay, so this was a number prompt that I wanted to flesh out, so here you go anon!! and just a note, in this universe, the ONLY letter found between Hamilton and Laurens was the “cold in my professions” one. also - pay attention to the dates of the letters and the signatures at the end, they’re important…. that’s all!  enjoy <3


Jalisa felt a twinge of excitement as soon as she’d crossed the threshold of the Grange. She stared around at the beautiful old house, trying to take in as many details as she could.

“You have an hour, okay, Jalisa? And make sure to wear gloves when touching anything. Don’t break anything, and don’t mess up any of the displays,” her professor spoke in warning tones, clearly rethinking his promise to her that she could have free reign in the historic house.

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I know this is technically a day late, but let’s pretend I totally posted this yesterday… 

Neil starts outlining a plan in his head as he ducks between students and buildings. Group projects are the bane of his existence, but he has to do them if he wants to pass, and he has to pass if he wants to be eligible to keep playing Exy. At least this time Joseph Peters isn’t in his group, but he still prefers individual assignments. The faster he gets his five slides done, the less he has to interact with the group.

Neil cuts across the Green because it’s faster, but he has to weave through a sea of bodies. The warmer weather of spring has drawn out many students from their hoards in the library. From sunbathers to studiers, the grass is now marred by waves and waves of bright colors and tanned skin. The combination of laughter and the singing of nearby birds tangle together in the air like a tangible cacophony, and the rays of the sun lick down along the ground, creating a blissful atmosphere.

Neil sidesteps around a group of sorority girls and ducks to avoid getting in the middle of an ultimate frisbee game. By the time he makes it Perimeter Road, the crowds have thinned out, and it’s easy to cross the road and head up towards Fox Tower.

His dorm is dark when Neil unlocks the door. For some reason all of the lights have been turned off, and it instantly strikes Neil as odd. He knows he can double check the schedule taped to the fridge, but he distinctly remembers Nicky’s class getting out earlier than his. Even stranger still is the fact that someone has blocked out the windows, so only a few straggling bands of light seep in. The stark darkness puts Neil on edge, settling deep in his chest and making waves of anxiety begin to churn. He knows it’s been three years, that there’s no need to run anymore, but that doesn’t stop the disquiet in his bones or ease the itch now sparking in his muscles. He’s considering heading up to the roof and texting Andrew when the lights flick on.

“Surprise!”

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mrs---nicole  asked:

Could you do the same kind of set like you did with Gabe and Jack wanting to have a baby but with jesse and hanzo this time??? 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

Jesse McCree

Jesse watches you as you play peak-a-boo with Fareeha on the couch. Her excited laugh fills his ears as you make ridiculously cute faces at her. The two of you are watching her for the afternoon while Ana trains some recruits. You graciously accepted as you love spending time with what you called the cutest kid on the base. Seeing you so happy as you repeatedly cover your eyes and give Fareeha an excited look makes Jesse’s heart swell. He never really thought about having children before but seeing you with baby Fareeha was stirring up some feelings.

Jesse walks over to the couch and sits down beside you before placing a quick kiss to your cheek. “Hey darling. How’s the little one doing?”

“She’s good but I need to feed her soon.” You pick up Fareeha and place her on your lap, bouncing her gently.

“I’ll do it.”

“You will?”

“Yeah. I need practice for later.”

“What’s later?”

“When we have our own kids.”

“You want children? Jesse, you never mentioned anything before.”

“I never gave much thought to it before but seeing how cute you and her are got me thinking. I hope that’s alright.”

“Of course it’s alright!”

“So what do you say there darling? When we give this little one back to her mother, how bout you and I get busy making our own.”

“You’ve got yourself a deal cowboy.”

Jesse leans in and gently grips the back of your head. He pulls you close to give you a deep and passionate kiss. “We’re gonna be a great little family.”


Hanzo Shimada

Hanzo watches as you reach into a box and hand Fareeha a cookie. “Now, I’m not going to tell your mother about this and neither are you. This is our little secret,” you smile down at her, while she sits on the couch, as she excitedly grabs the cookie and begins sucking on it.

Hanzo smiles to himself at the image in front of him. It’s something he never though would happen but he realises it’s not enough. Hanzo wants a family of his own and he wants it with you. He walks over to you and places a quick kiss on your forehead. “Love, what are you doing?”

“Giving her a baby cookie. Would you like one? They’re banana.” you point the open end of the box towards him.

“No thank you.”

“More for us, I guess.” You shrug your shoulder and grab a cookie before placing it in your mouth.

“Isn’t Ana going to mind that you’re feeding her a cookie?”

“What she doesn’t know isn’t going to hurt her.” You give him a cheeky smile as you set the box down on the table beside you.

“I won’t say anything.” He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close to him.

“You better not! I don’t want to get stuck with training recruits,” you tease.

“I was thinking.”

“About what?”

“I was thinking that maybe we should start a family of our own.”

“Really?”

“Yes, love.”

“Right now?”

“Whenever you like, or feel ready to.”

“Well, once this little one gets picked up by her mother, I think that’s a good time as any.”

Hanzo smiles down at you before giving you a kiss. It’s sweet and passionate as he pulls you tighter against him. “That’s sounds lovely.”

biting down

“What do you need right now?”

Kara dips her head down, shoulders raising and falling with such a weight, that oh, she wishes she could take for her sister. “I,” Kara shakes her head, runs a jerky hand through it that Alex takes, tugs her sister closer, “I don’t know Alex. I don’t-”

Kara’s arms around her aren’t as tight as she thought they’d be. Her hands hang off her back as Kara presses her face into her shoulder. “I’m so proud of you,” she repeats firmly into Kara’s hair, says it again when Kara turns her head away. Runs a hand down Kara’s back and settles it there when Kara’s arms finally wrap around her. 

(It’s still so, so loose.

A barely there pressure. As present as Kara’s stare.

Something about it chilling her down to her bones.)

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BELATED BIRTHDAY

Bucky X Reader 

Warnings: super long, angst, little self doubt, and fluff

Summary: What happens when the team forgets your birthday? Including your best friend to have a dinner party to meet his new girl. 


A/N: I was super encourage by all the love I got on my last story that I thought I would try again. Thank you all for reading these. This one is super long I let my feelings go and this is what can out of it. 


It’s not like you never told anyone your birthday, it was just a weird thing to bring up in conversation. You would also think a group of ex-assasins and superheroes would remember a little thing like that. So for the past week leading up to it, you had been waiting with bated breath for someone to ask if you had plans for that day. Each day rolled by with nothing, maybe they were going to surprise you. Nobody was acting suspiciously though, no talking that stopped when you walked into the room. Thursday rolled around with nothing and with 2 days till your birthday, you were excited when your best friend Bucky came into the living room. 

“Hey lady, you got plans Saturday night?" 

"No, none what so ever!” You had gotten so excited that you had blurted it out rather quickly. Almost shouting at the man. 

He rocked back at your tone surprised at your eagerness.  

“Awesome we’re all going out to dinner wanted to know if you wanted to join us? Just a little something nothing too formal." 

"Sure, yes I’ll be there" 

He nodded and walked back out. You squealed a little, they were doing something. This was going to be great. You got up and practically sprinted to your room. You had to look nice for your party. You laid out a couple different outfits, finally you set your mind on a (F/C) dress you had been saving. You paired it with some sandals and called it a day. 

Finally Saturday came and you spent the better part of the afternoon getting ready. When you walked out to join your friends. To say some jaws dropped was an understatement. You were known as the queen of casual; never really putting to much effort into how you looked so when you stepped out in you dress all dolled up, the boys didn’t know what to think and the girls were cheesing so hard their faces might have split in half. 

Sam recovered first. Strolling up to you he said "Hey pretty lady, can I take you out to dinner?" 

"Ha, sure you can, as long as you can show this girl a good time." 

"Well then I’m the guy for you.” He held out his arm and you hooked yours through. 

“What’s with the extra effort? You never dress up.” Nat asked curiously. 

“Just wanted to look good for this night.” You say blushing slightly.

Everyone finally headed out except Bucky, he was joining them at the restaurant. They made their way down the street to your favorite little Italian restaurant. Stepping in you’re immediately escorted to a private room for your group. There you see Bucky seated with a blonde bombshell chatting quietly with heads close together. Your heart stutters for a moment, yes Bucky is your best friend but you had always secretly hoped one day it would be more than that. Obviously that wasn’t happening anytime soon because as soon as he noticed you all he started introducing his date. 

“Hey guys this is Gabby.” He starts to introduce each one of you and everyone shacks hands with her. 

When he comes to you he says “This is my best friend, (Y/N). This is Gabby, we’ve been seeing each other for a few weeks.” You’re frozen in your spot staring at this girl. He had never mentioned her but from the smile on his face you can tell it’s pretty serious. You snap out of it and reach your hand out greeting her. Suddenly you get the feeling that tonight had nothing to do with your birthday. 

For the rest of the dinner you sit quietly, not really talking more just sitting and observing the things going on around you. But you always go back to Bucky and Gabby chatting; he had barely glanced your way the whole night and hadn’t even noticed what you were wearing but why would he when there was a gorgeous woman next to him. It had become very apparent, by the time the check was brought that this wasn’t for you but for the girl next to Bucky. Not a single person had remembered your birthday; but it was too late to say anything now. Glancing around you see all the happy faces of your friends, no one looks back at you all focused on their own discussions.

So you excuse yourself from the table, saying you need to use the restroom, but instead of heading there you head straight out the front door. If no one remembered you would celebrate on your own. You walk down the street trying to blink back the tears while shooting Sam a quick text letting him know you weren’t feeling well and you were headed back to the Tower. Stopping by a quaint looking bakery you stop in and grab a cupcake your favorite kind.

You finally back at the Tower, you go straight to the balcony on the top floor. You sit with your legs dangling over the edge and focus in the city spread out in front of you. Taking the cupcake out of its box you begin to sing “Happy Birthday” to yourself, tears start to fall about half way through and your voice cracks then gives out toward the end. You sit quietly and finish your cupcake.

A pair of black stilettos appear in the corner of your vision, you glance up to see Nat. She plops down next to you. 

“You like Bucky don’t you?" 

You kind of stare at her she knows that but not your Birthday? "So? Doesn’t matter he’s with Gabby.” You state your not mad, a little jealous but he can date who he wants. Yeah you wish it was you so bad but who could blame him for picking her over you, a little pudgy vs. drop dead gorgeous. 

“So I think you two would be great together. You are selling yourself short." 

This was perfect; just perfect you were miserable about your missed birthday but now you were adding on Bucky. Each on it’s own you could deal with but together. Well together seemed a little more dismal.

You felt you heart break in half. Maybe this whole thing was a mistake, you weren’t meant to be a part of this team. Heck, it would definitely cause a rift if Bucky ever found out you liked him. A whole bunch of awkwardness there for sure. The rest of the team couldn’t even remember your birthday. You start to think back on all the times you had thrown a tantrum, when you were so tired your sarcasm came out and you said harsh things to the team. Maybe it was better if you left, you couldn’t hurt anyone that way. 

You knew in your head most of the things you were saying were false but it rang so true right now that you couldn’t help but believe it. You focus back on Nat coming to a final decision about everything.

"I know. Call it a coping mechanism or whatever; one learns quickly the way the world works. Him and I, never going to work out. He can never know though. Promise you won’t tell him?!.” You add some finality to your voice to emphize your point to her. 

She merely nodded her head in agreement. Standing up you brushed off your dress and picked up the remains of your cupcake. 

“Now enough of my pity party. It’s time for bed and start a new day tomorrow.” You pull Nat up beside you and walk back in side. Before you part ways she gives you a hard hug. You make your way to your room scrolling through your phone looking for a certain email. Upon finding it you email Fury asking if the position was still open and that you were interested in taking it. Once done you stripped and showered then cuddled into bed to start a new day and a new life tomorrow. 

The next morning you wake up to a message from Fury saying the position was still open and that he would start the process to get your transfer ready. He did say that it might take a week or two to get it done and for you to move. Closing the email you get ready for your day. This changes things you look around your room you would have to start packing but secretively so they didn’t think anything suspicious was going on. You asked FRIDAY for some boxes to be delivered. If asked you could always say you were donating it. 

You head out to grab some food, telling yourself not to annoy anyone while you were there. You were walking on thin ice with the group already no need to leave on an even more negative note. Right before you enter you hear a giggle. Oh, Gabby must have stayed over last night. No need to keep her a secret when the whole team knows now. You make a bee line for the fridge, avoiding making eye contact with anyone. 

“Hey, (Y/N). Good morning”  Bucky calls cheerfully. You raise your hand above the door of the fridge and wave back. “She’s not much of a morning person, tends to be rather grumpy most of the time.” He explains laughing slightly. Though from his tone you can tell he is slightly embarrassed by your behaviour in front of her. Dang you’ve screwed up again, but it would be over they wouldn’t have to deal with you soon enough.

You exit the room but pause when Gabby asks “What does she do? Like her role on the team?”  

There’s a moment of silence you can’t tell what their faces look like whether it is shocked or confused; but the answer that follows tells it all. 

“She’s like a jack of all trades,” Tony answers hesitantly “she…. how do I explain this? She does what we need her to. She isn’t great at any one thing." 

Your breathing stops, that’s what they thought. You could hear grunts of agreement. You feel tears start to build again. No not again, she wouldn’t start crying again. You raced off just after hearing Steve say, "Yeah that’s what she is jack of all trades, master of none." 

What you didn’t hear was Bucky saying "But she’s the glue that holds us all together, the one that will become anything you need her to be. In a way she’s the perfect friend, the perfect Avenger in a way." 


ONE WEEK LATER  


You had avoided everyone as much as you could the past week. Didn’t want to get in their way or piss them off if you could help it. No one seemed to miss you anyway. There was no one checking up or asking for you. So when Fury came by to confirm your transfer and ask some questions you were out doing other things. 

"Where is (Y/N)? I need her to finish this paperwork.” Fury stated to the group. 

“She’s out, I don’t think she won’t be back till later. Why? What kind of paperwork? Maybe we can help.” Nat strolls over to him glancing at the papers. 

“I need some basic information from her like her birthday, social, and a couple more things. Though now that I think of it I could just ask FRIDAY. Pull up all general info on (Y/N) (Y/L/N) for me including social and forwarding address if available." 

It popped up on the TV screen and Sam blurted out "Wait forwarding address, where is she going?” Starting to panic. 

“She is taking a position in England that we offered her a while ago she will be in charge of train agents in the European offices; getting them in first rate condition. She declined at first but changed her mind last week; she let me know she wanted to take it." 

 They all shake their heads there was no way you would do this not without telling them. Bucky is the first to jump up furious at what he was just told. 

"What do you mean, transfer, she belong here with us. No way is she leaving.”  He is shaking with how upset he is. 

Fury really isn’t paying attention to the upset heroes instead he is filling in your information on the sheet he has. “Oh look at that she’s a year older, that will get confusing I’ve always hated right after a birthday you have to remember that someone’s older than they were. But I guess that’s how it works. I need to get her something maybe one of you could pick it out for me? I bet Tony here threw a wonderful party for her birthday? Huh." 

Again the team freezes, "Wait her birthday passed? When?” Steve asks  confused as to how any of them could have missed it.

“(Y/B/D) it was on a Saturday this year perfect time to do something.” He jokes but looking at their faces knows something is very wrong. “You forgot?! All of you Earth’s Mightiest Heroes forgot a team members birthday! What did you do?" 

Sam answers hesitantly "We meat Bucky’s new girl that night. Thats why she had gotten all dressed up. Not to meet Gabby just her birthday.” He smacks his forehead with his palm. 

“She probably thought that we were going to celebrate her birthday. She didn’t do it for Bucky, she did it for herself.” Nat says. 

Bucky blinks “What do you mean for Me? Why would she do something like that for me?" 

Tony signs "Obviously because she likes you. Not that you noticed you were too wrapped up in Miss Prissy to notice how decked out she was." 

Unbeknownst to the team you were traveling up the elevator and the door opened to the living room just as Bucky was saying ”(Y/N) likes me?“

You froze, he wasn’t supposed to know, he was never to find out. All eyes turned to the elevator as it dinged above you. Your eyes shoot to Nat asking for an explanation. She merely shook her head indicating it wasn’t her that had told him. You don’t want to know the look on Bucky’s face whether it was pity or disappointment. Instead you shift it to Fury, walking up to him and grabbing the papers. 

"I’m assuming you just need a signature and then I’m all ready to go, Yes?” You quickly take the papers and sign them finalizing the deal. You hand everything back to Fury while still ignoring the group that stared at you. 

“Thank you. I’ll get this all taken care of. Oh by the way Happy Birthday. I hope you had a wonderful day." 

"I did thank you so much.” You smile slightly at him. Walking up you kiss his cheek. Now if jaws could drop even further they would because this group’s would all be on the floor by now. Never before had they seen some one kiss Fury let alone get close enough without being stopped. You turn around and head for the staircase towards your room, Fury calls out “Don’t need to lie to me, sweetheart." 

You turn back to face him a sad but knowing smile on your face. "It was a good day, I got to spend the day relaxing and then went to dinner with my family. We had a good time I got to meet someone dear to my friend we are laughed and talked. No my life wasn’t celebrated and there was no cake, but I got myself the best cupcake a girl could ask for then celebrated on the balcony over looking the city. Did all my dreams come true? No. Did i get the guy? Never going to happen. Am I happy for him? Of course he deserves the best in the world, even when its not me. I still got to celebrate even if it was just me. But sometimes the only person needed to have a celebration is yourself.” You turn back around and continue on your way to your room. 

Fury glances back to the group. They now had somber looks, “You all really screwed up this time,  your going to lose her because you couldn’t see something that was right in front of you. Even worse I’m losing her. You all best make it right. That’s my girl, and I will make your life miserable if she moves. I’m going to go lose these for a while, you best have it fixed before I find it again, you hear?" 

"Yes, Sir!” Comes the unanimous and frightened reply. 

“Heroes my foot, trying to drive my favorite away. Always screwing around with my plans and my people.” Hes muttering as he exits the room into the elevator. 

They end up looking at each other no one quite knowing what to do. They had messed up before but all this seemed to pale in comparison. They had driven away one of their own. Wanda was the one to speak up first. 

“Bucky, how do you feel about her? I mean really? I’m not saying that what you feel for Gabby is fake but there has always been a.deep connection between the two of you something that not even some married couples achieve. I’m also not going to force you to chose her either if Gabby makes you happy go for it. She is a sweet girl. Please though give it some thought." 

Bucky’s forehead wrinkled thinking through all the thing you had done for him from calming him down from his nightmares, to just sitting in silence on the couch after a long mission neither of you saying anything you just letting him rest his head against your thigh as you ran you fingers through his hair. He thought of the times you made him laugh at some dumb thing you did. He also remembered the way you interacted with everyone.

Each remembers everything you had done and what stood out the most. You made yourself tailored fit to each person. With Bruce you would make a nice cup of tea before snuggling in With a good book. Asking every once in awhile how it was. You were the steadiness that he craved. For Tony you would fiddle around in his lab handing him tools as he needed them and having late night dance off parties when the guilt and shame of the past prevented him from sleeping. 

Nat was a little difficult since you tended to have opposite tastes but there you were training with her, learning to fight but also to dance. You were never going to be a Ballerina but you liked to think that Nat could see that all that she had learned wasn’t bad she could use it to help others. Of course with Clint it was nothing but fun and games pranking all that you could find and running away giggling. When Thor was around you would traverse this Midgar and explore the wierd traditions, you humans had, Thor’s words, even if it was simply grocery shopping. At this point Wanda and Vision were a package deal one was hardly away from the other. With them you spent your days cooking and coming up with  new recipes. But also trying to out smart Vision the best you could. 

Sam was your go to buddy, watching movies, playing video games, or even just chatting about how life was going. Hanging with Steve was always interesting, you had appointed yourself list completer. You did just about everything on the list with Steve and if you couldn’t you set it up for him, the where, when, and even sometimes the who. 

Bucky though, it was everything, everyday he could think of a memory with you. A rock was how he would describe you; a constant person that whenever he needed something you were there to provide. Your random adventures out into the world with no real destination in mind. Now just the thought that he wouldn’t see you for even more then one day was terrifying. He pulls himself from his thoughts to see the group looking at him. 

"I can’t lose her. I don’t know what I would do without her.” His voice is trembling over cone with fear of what may happen. 

“Then you need to go talk to her, after we need to talk to her, so get her down here. We need to apologize and make her see that she is beyond needed here.” Wanda is firm, making it clear that failure is not an option. 

Bucky nods and begins his way up the stairs, towards your room. When he reaches the door he raises his hand to knock but hesitates, he doesn’t know what to say, how is he going to get you to stay after everything the group has put you through. You could leave, you had every right, they had taken so much from you never giving anything in return always just expecting more. No, not now he would give you anything you wanted. You were going to stay right here, with him. He knocked, this time determined to make you see where you truly belonged. 

The door cracked open, revealing tears traveling down your face and a pair of eyes revealing a shattered heart. You stare at him for a moment taking him in. You turn away leaving the door open knowing that he isn’t going to leave even if you wanted him to. He came into a room of boxes and thing scattered about. His hear restricted again it was real you were leaving. 

“You can’t go.” He blurted almost shouting it.  

You turn towards him. “Why not?" 

You’re tired, exhausted really you had cried yourself to sleep to many times this week. Ready to put the whole thing behind you and move on. So when you spoke it was devoid of emotion. This scared Bucky even more, you had never spoken to him or anyone else this way. 

"I…we need you here. No I need you here. You help keep us all together.”

“Funny thing about Jack of All Trades, yeah we maybe good at almost anything we do; we are also very replaceable. You’ll find someone else just as good or even better. You think you need me now but just wait couple of weeks you’ll forget i was even here." 

"No we won’t. You are much more than that to us. None of could really function without you here. Who do you thinks keeps all the evil from crushing us. You see us as more than just superheroes. Please don’t go." 

You sign and continue to pack things into the boxes. Fear takes over Bucky as he watches to the point where he walks and tips the box spilling it’s contents on to the ground. 

"What are you doing!!!” You scream at him. 

“I’m not letting you go. I … I need you here with me. Not anyone else just me. I’m going to unpack everything you do so stop right now." 

"You’re making a mess that’s what you’re doing. You stop.” Exasperated at this fool. You had just finished packing those; but he continues to dump out your boxes. “Knock it off.” He keeps going. He has about two boxes left before he has effectively unpacked everything you have done. “Alright let’s talk, just stop trashing my room." 

He freezes mid tip, a smile grows on his face. He puts the box right side up. You plop down on your bed and pat the space next to you. He sets himself down and angles himself so he is facing you. 

"Why should I stay, and don’t just say cause you need me?" 

"I do need you, but the others need you as well. I didn’t realize how vital you are to me until you were walking away from me. You keep the nightmares at bay. You make me get up in the morning afterward even when I feel like the weight of everything I’ve done will crush me. No one else does that for me." 

"Wha..  what about Gabby, she makes you happy? I’ve never seen you smile like that not even when we are together." 

"That’s because it’s not that real. You aren’t paying enough attention to me when we are together. I can’t not smile when we are together. Gabby is sweet but half the time I feel I have to hide part of myself so that I don’t scare her. She’s sweet and caring but she is not you. I know you would go to the ends of the earth for me and kick anyone’s butt that even insinuates that I’m not meant to be here. I don’t get that from you." 

Staring at him now, you can see how much he means with what he is saying. Why had he never said this before. Why Now? 

"I know you think that I might just be saying this because I don’t want you to leave” you not you head, “but I mean it. It’s cliche but I almost list you and I realize that I do care for you. I.. I love you, I can’t live without you. I can see a life without Gabby but without you I can’t even wrap my head around it." 

He pauses looking at your face to see your reaction. Hoping that it is positive but scared that it’s too late for all this. You sit for a moment taking everything he has just said. 

"I… Why couldn’t you say this earlier. I just signed my transfer. It’s official now. I love you too but.." 

"Well Fury may have chewed us out and "lost” your paper work till we made this right with you.“ 

You can’t help it now you let out a laugh, Bucky can’t help but smile at the sound he missed it and even more he didn’t want to lose it again. He tackled you to the bed, wrapping his body around. You wiggled trying to escape while laughing some more. He then begins to poke you in your side, causing you to laugh even harder. 

"Stop, please I’m staying I’m staying I promise.” You’re trying to catch your breath while wiping tears away from your face. You snuggle deeper into him, enjoying the warmth and the pleasantness of the embrace. You stay like that for a while just reveling in each other. 

“Good,” he likes where you are at, right here in his arms, “we do need to move sometime. I have been tasked with bringing  you downstairs so the others can talk to you. They feel bad for missing your birthday. I feel really bad, I’m your best friend and I couldn’t even remember something that important. Give me a day and I’ll make it up to you, anything you want I’ll do it. It’s your day." 

You merely nod, then unravel from him before standing up to head downstairs. He grips the side of your face taking his thumbs and wipes the remaining tears from your eyes. He kisses your forehead before releasing you to go. You take a deep breath and head out, Bucky lingers pulling out his phone to make things right. 

You head down the stairs to living room, you go to grab Bucky’s hand for support to find him missing. Looking back around and continue down taking deep breathes. Looking into the living room you see that they are running around setting up balloons and streamers. Tony was trying to dictate where everything went and how everything looked. Wanda and Vision, were of course baking in the kitchen they were assembling the cake decorating it as best they could.

Everyone is so busy they don’t notice you on the stairs. You sit down and continue watching them, wondering how you ever thought you could leave these people. Tony pulls up the security video from the day that Gabby asked what you do. You watch them defend you and what you do, no one had a single thing wrong with you. 

You feel the tears gather again, you feel Bucky come up behind you wrapping his arms around you from the step above. All of a sudden the cake starts to tip over and a cry rings out from Wanda which causes Clint to startle on the ladder sending streamers falling and balloons to start popping. You smack a hand over your mouth to stop from laughing. It doesn’t last long as Tony starts running around before slipping on some decoration boxes he falls on his butt. The cake finally tips and falls across the counter. And Steve stares at everything happening. You can’t help it you busy out laughing bending over in half with a stitch growing in your side. You can feel Bucky behind you cracking up as well. 

 
They all look over see you collapsed on the stairs laughing. One by one they start laughing, each caught up in the moment. They all tapperoff when they hear a ding from the elevator. Fury steps out and looks around. 

"I don’t need these correct?” He hold up your papers. All eyes shoot to you. 

“No sir you don’t. Their stuck with me now.” You shake your head as cheers go up. 

Bucky leans in to whisper in your ear “I broke it off with Gabby, I’m all yours.” You shoot a look back at him just to confirm what he said, “Till the end of the line.”  You go back to looking at your friends as they stumble back up. This was the best birthday you could have asked for. 

“Happy Birthday (Y/N)!" 

oh my god please picture this:

Amélie Lacroix, post-talon. After waking up late in the morning (sleeping in is a luxury talon did not afford her) she makes her way to the kitchen with a blanket draped over her shoulders. she has bedhead and tired blinky sleepy eyes and mumbles a soft bonjour to anyone she passes. her pyjamas are white button-ups with tiny lilac patterns - she picked them herself. she makes herself a coffee, slowly, a nice one with milk and brown sugar, maybe with hot chocolate powder, and maybe a little whipped cream on the top if she’s feeling fancy, and on extra special occasions she’ll even get out her secret box of chocolate sprinkles (just a pinch, for the aesthetic, she says).

she then proceeds to sit on the couch, legs crossed, covered in her blanket, and sips at her coffee, bleary-eyed, sleepy and content. the whipped cream gives her a tiny moustache but she doesn’t notice til much later. she watches birds out the window, quiet and content, thinking about nothing, at peace with the world

hello! i’ve written my first spideychelle fic that is not in the same universe as my headcanons! unfortunately, i’m waiting on an invite to create an AO3 account so it’s not posted there yet, but I will update this post the second it is!! without further ado…

The four times Michelle caught Peter staring at her, and the one time it was the other way around.

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Marinette was wrapped in a blanket on her chaise, while Chat Noir sat backward in her desk chair, spinning around absentmindedly.

“So what did you want to talk about, Chat?” she asked, taking a sip of her hot chocolate. She had been waiting for him to say something for five minutes now.

He dragged his feet on the floor to stop himself. “I wanted to ask you something.”

She pulled her blanket tighter around herself. “Go ahead.”

He put his chin on his arms and stared at her. “How do you tell someone you love them?”

“Is this about Ladybug?” she wondered.

“Um, no,” he admitted. “It’s about a different girl this time.”

Marinette raised her eyebrows in surprise, which was immediately followed by a twinge of pain in her chest. “Are you not in love with Ladybug anymore?”

He shook his head with a chuckle. “I fell in love with someone else, if you can believe.”

Her chest ached as she digested that. She had continually rejected his advances on Ladybug in hopes that someday, he would see Marinette instead. Although she would have preferred him to fall in love with Marinette, at least he had always been in love with a part of her. “So, um, what’s this new girl like?”

Chat Noir let out a dreamy sigh, closing his eyes. “She’s perfect. You know, I thought I was in love with Ladybug, but this girl has shown me what true love really is. I can’t imagine being with anyone else. That’s what I want to tell her.”

Marinette’s throat suddenly felt tight. She took a big gulp of hot chocolate, trying to maintain her composure. “It sounds like you have no problem coming up with the right words.”

“Yes, but what should the atmosphere be like?” he asked, opening his eyes to look at her again. “What kind of flowers should I bring? Scented or unscented candles? Do all girls like chocolates? What about background music?”

Marinette rolled her eyes. Chat Noir was probably the only boy in Paris who would worry about things like this. “What’s your budget like?”

“Unlimited.”

She raised her eyebrow in curiosity. “Unlimited?”

“Being a superhero has its perks,” he replied with a wink.

‘Well, that’s just not true,’ she thought grumpily. “If you want my opinion, I would go with carnations, vanilla scented candles to go with the flowers, go for milk chocolate, not dark chocolate, and piano instrumentals are always romantic background music.” She tried not to picture it as she spoke. Chat Noir listened intently, as if everything she said was a vital piece of information. “And make sure it’s warm,” she added, shivering. Her room wasn’t as heated as the rest of the house, despite being on the top floor, and her space heater had been broken for a week.

“That sounds great,” Chat told her, beaming. “I should let you get some rest, though. You’re busy tomorrow night, right?”

She nodded. “We’re going to go visit my dad’s brother, since they just had their baby.”

Chat Noir climbed up to her trap door. “I’ll let you know how it all works out,” he promised before disappearing.

“Please don’t,” Marinette said to the empty room.

“Are you okay, Marinette?” Tikki asked, coming out of her hiding spot.

“Yes,” she mumbled. “I just want to sleep. And not be cold.”

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Marinette spent most of the next day trying not to think about Chat Noir. She wondered about who the girl was, when Chat was going to confess, where he would take her, if he would capitalize on any of her suggestions. What color would the carnations be? Where would he buy the chocolates? She sighed as she listened to her aunt drone on and on about different types of diapers.

When she got home, she told her parents she was turning in early. She wanted nothing more than to turn on a sappy movie and mope. Since when had Chat Noir meant this much to her?

She climbed into her room and froze with her foot on the last step. There were pink, white, and red carnations scattered about her room, laying in piles and sitting in vases. At least two dozen candles of varying heights were light in strategic places, giving the room a muted glow. A radio on her desk was playing “Clair de Lune”. Chat Noir stood in the middle of the room, yet another bundle of carnations in one hand and a box of luxury chocolates in the other. On the floor next to him, a tiny space heater pumped warm air into the room.

She blinked at him in confusion, closing the trap door. “Chat?”

“Princess,” he said with a smile. “I thought I knew what love felt like, but I didn’t truly know until the last few months I’ve spent with you. I can’t imagine being with anyone else. You’re the perfect girl for me.”

She sat down hard on the chaise, narrowly avoiding a few stray carnations. To Chat’s shock, she burst into tears.

“Marinette, what’s wrong?” he asked, dropping flowers and the chocolate next to her. “Did I do something wrong?” He knelt on the floor in front of her so they were on an even level.

She laughed through her tears. “No, not at all. I was so heartbroken yesterday when you said were in love with someone, so this is kind of overwhelming.”

Chat smiled in relief. “I didn’t think I would upset you by asking,” he admitted. “I just wanted to make it perfect.”

She threw her arms around him, nuzzling her face into his neck. “I love you, too, Chat Noir.”
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Here’s the second part of @sarahwolflin‘s request! I hope you liked it as much as I liked writing it! These two are just so precious. 

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“Gentlemen Don’t Kiss and Tell” - [Keanu Reeves/Tom Hiddleston - One Shot].

Based on: Imagine: When your first husband, Keanu, gets in touch all of a sudden, you start emailing each other often, just being friendly. After the two of you got divorced, he never married again, you never even heard about him being in a serious relationship. On his birthday, you decide to show up at his place just so he won’t spend it alone. When you come home to your current husband, Tom, he’s waiting for you with your laptop and all the emails on the screen that he found while using it. Knowing that you’re talking to your ex, enrages him and makes him assume that every time you’re out, you’re with him having the time of your life, and Tom’s so upset he even calls himself a fool for loving you.

Written by: A.Wölf.

Notes: I’ve decided to address Keanu by his middle name, ‘Charles’, in this story. I don’t know, i was just more comfortable with it. Also there’s 1 POV change, and a few visuals.

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It started with a package and a wrong address.

My old address actually.

Work was a mess. I would’ve lost my head if it wasn’t attached. Everyone rushed around, the phones wouldn’t stop ringing, and the stacks of paper on my desk were starting to resemble skyscrapers. So with a bit of sleep-deprivation and trying to function on one too many espressos on top of it all, I was more than likely to make a mistake.

It was a little after seven in the morning when, with yet another caffeinated drink in hand and taking sips of it, I went through my emails. But a sudden notification of something new in my inbox caught my attention.

I set my mug on the desk and stared at the computer when I read the sender’s address. I might’ve clicked on it a bit faster than I’d like to admit.


I covered my face with my right hand.

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Cereal Wars

Summary:  Sam and Dean end up in a little prank battle with their girlfriends Sandee and Reader.

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam x Sandee

Warnings: crack, pranks, raisins (this warning is for Sandee, lol!)

Word Count: 1400+

A/N: This is a little one shot that came about during some late night chats with @escabell - Eskee you are such a ray of sunshine, this little Raisin is so very thankful that we’ve become friends.  And that idea you had took on a life of it’s own and turned into this.  I hope you like it!  HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!

Beta’d by the always lovey and super duper mastabeta @wheresthekillswitch love you dude!

Gifs are from @thejabberwock

Hands held out, looking up at the now empty bucket swinging over their heads, Sandee and Y/N stand in a pile of raisins wondering how they got here.  Just three days before, Sandee was sitting in the bunker kitchen laughing as Y/N and Dean argued over which cereal was the best.

“Clearly Corn Flakes are the best flake cereal,” Dean says.

“Wrong.  Raisin Bran is waaay better.”

“I can’t believe I’m with a girl that would take Raisin Bran over Corn Flakes.  I might need to re-think-.”

Y/N slaps his arm, “Pfft.  You love me.  Besides the raisins make it sweet and yummy.”

Sandee snorts, “Les raisins secs sont grossiers.”

“See?  Sandee agrees with me.”

“Uh, Y/N, you need to brush up on your French,” Sam says, striding in and dropping a kiss on Sandee’s head.

“Traitor.”  Y/N cuts a side eye to Sandee who starts laughing.  “Sam, back me up, Raisin Bran is way better than Corn Flakes, right?”

“Uh, I’ve never thought about it.  I like Muesli.”

“Of course you do,” Dean says.

“Yeah, but we’re not talking about granola cereal, we’re talking about flake cereal.”

“Cereal’s cereal,” Sam replies.

“Ok, you’re out,” Y/N turns away from him.  “Go sit and enjoy your Muesli with your non-cereal eating girlfriend.”

“I liked Froot Loops and Cocoa Puffs when I was a kid,” Sandee offers.

“Ooh, yes, ok now we’re talking.  So, agree to disagree on the flake cereal, babe.  What is the best chocolate cereal?”

“That’s easy,” Dean starts.  “Cocoa Puffs.”

“Wrong.”  Y/N looks over to Sandee, “No offense.”

“None taken,” Sandee says, holding up her hands and trying to hold in the laughter.

“How is that wrong, Y/NN?”

“Because Cocoa Puffs cut up the roof of your mouth, Dean.  Clearly the best chocolate cereal is Cocoa Krispies.”

“They get soggy as soon as the milk touches them!”  Dean stands, outraged.

“That’s why you only add a little bit of cereal at a time,” Y/N says like it’s the most obvious idea in the world.  “Besides, they crackle and pop.”

“Whatever you say, babe,” Dean says, kissing her cheek.  Shaking his head and chuckling to himself, he tosses his cereal bowl into the sink and walks out of the kitchen.

“Dean, wait up.  I was thinking…” Sam’s voice trails off as he follows Dean out of the room.

Y/N looks over to Sandee, her face full of mischief.

“Wanna have a little fun?”

Sandee leans in, “Always.”

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