going shopping for presents

Unless you know for a fact of everything that’s wrong with your car, please do your research and go to different mechanic shops to confirm the issues that were presented are correct and quoted at the right price. Some of these mechanics will finesse the shit out of you if you lack basic car knowledge. Don’t be finessed, it’s not a good look for your pockets.

Bon Voyage 2 Episode 2: aka Namjin Go On a Date (seriously)

First they bicker because Seokjin thinks Namjoon isn’t listening to him - and then he points out Namjoon hasn’t rubbed his sunscreen in properly…and helps him fix it

Then they go to the beach

And build their rock piles so they can make a wish

Except, of course, Namjoon’s falls over

So Jin helps him fix it

and they make their wishes

Then they go to a restaurant by the ocean

where they share a salad and have the sweetest and most sincere conversation about what happiness truly is for them

They continue talking while they share a slice of chocolate cake

And then they just watch the sunset together

And then they are dorks

Just when you think they can’t get any cuter, they go shopping to buy presents for each other

Namjoon buys Jin a turtle he wants

and Jin buys Namjoon a necklace

They then go for a short walk where Jin says ‘Aloha’ to literally every stranger he sees

And finally they meet up with the others

and Namjoon is openly wearing the necklace Jin bought him

They end the episode with separate interviews where Namjoon says he really wants to learn from Jin because he admires him so much.

Jin heartbreakingly talks about how he’s outwardly cheerful, but he really does have worries and concerns, he just keeps his emotions inside.  He also mentions that Namjoon is a friend he can rely on and their talk really helped him.

This episode was just really cute, but had some real emotion that shows how much Namjoon and Seokjin can learn from each other.

Winter & Holiday Starters ❄️

Send one and I’ll write a starter based on: 

⛄️ – our muses build a snowman together
❄️ – our muses get snowed in and the electricity goes out
🍗 – our muses have to cook a holiday dinner together
🍷– our muses wake up hungover after an office party and don’t remember what happened
✈️ – our muses go on a holiday vacation together
🎅 – one of our muses is dressed as santa and the other sits in their lap
💔 – our muses are both single on christmas
🎄 – our muses decorate for christmas
🍪 – our muses bake cookies together
🎁 – our muses exchange presents
🎤 – one of our muses tries to get the other to sing christmas carols
💋 – our muses kiss under the mistletoe  
⛸️ – our muses go ice skating
👼 – our muses go to church services 
 💲 – our muses go to the mall together to shop for presents
⭐– our muses get dressed up for a holiday party   

i’m just,,, how nice would a 2017 festive day in the life be? the 2014 one was so cute, with so many fond stares and giggles and them decorating the tree and wrapping christmas presents and a sleepy dan revealing that they’ve been starting to wait for each other to wake before having breakfast and watching anime so thay they could do it together.

but a 2017 fditl would be even more domestic. there’s the new house and the new them. if 2014 was the start of their recovery, 2017 marks the beginning of a whole new chapter, one where they’re happier, healthier and more open to the idea of sharing a tiny bit of their love with us.

so picture this: the vlog starts with phil walking up to “dan’s” room to wake him up as per usual - but we don’t know where phil woke up, never mentions it, and maybe there’s a teeny tiny super subltle clue that phil was there too, maybe the straightner is on the floor?? we see it. they know we can see it. they leave it in the video anyway -. then they have breakfast and tiny bits of their lazy morning are filmed. then they go christmas tree hunting and this time they get a real tree because phil said he wanted one and the house is big enough and the smell is the delicious. we see them laugh and play hide and seek among the trees and try to scare each other off. we see the excitement painted all over their faces as they pay for the tree. then we see them in starbucks, getting a festive drink because it’s a tradition. they sit close to each other in the least crowded corner of the room and talk and laugh and tell us about their plans for the evening. they have to go shopping because neither of them have bought any presents yet. then they go back home and they set up the tree and make the house look festive and christmassy and they play some dumb boardgame while stuffing their mouths with popcorn and candies and the last thing we see is phil asleep on the couch and dan whining about how phil always does that and that he’s such a heavy sleeper that dan is either forced to let him sleep downstairs or threaten him to pick him up and carry him to bed. but he actually softly pokes phil’s cheek and gently pushes his shoulder until phil’s eyes open wide and dan says “time to go to bed, sleepyhead”.

and the vlog stops.

whoops my hand slipped

anonymous asked:

would you write some Christmas reddie hcs for me please?? 💕💕

- eddie and richie’s apartment is SUPER decked out at christmas time okay

- richie puts up way too many christmas lights so they don’t even need to use the main ones anymore, now every room is a different colour

- every night richie begs eddie to make them hot chocolate with cream and marshmallows because eddie is the king of hot cocoa okay

- richie never had a good christmas growing up so he takes full advantage of spending christmas alone with eddie

- they watch christmas movies every night until eddie is literally quoting them in his sleep, richie whispers along with him

- whenever ‘all i want for christmas’ comes on richie basically serenades eddie and jumps on the coffee table dancing

- eddie yells at him to get down but he’s blushing like mad

- richie buys the two of them matching ugly christmas sweaters and fluffy socks and forces eddie to wear them most of the time because ‘you gotta get into the christmassy mood, DUH’

- when it snows in new york (it’s canon reddie move to new york okay, okay) richie and eddie have snow ball fights out in the street at 3 am

- they also make out in the snow when richie slips and drags eddie down with him because why not

- eddie going christmas shopping with richie to get the losers presents and richie sees the mall santa and FREAKS OUT because he never got to sit on his lap as a kid so he bounces up to this poor old man begging him to sit on his knee and tell him what he wants for christmas and eddie is getting weird stares from the mothers and kids as 6′1 richie tozier curls up in mall santa’s lap and lists off all the ridiculous shit he wants

- ‘a skateboard, some stripey socks because my old ones got caught on fire, oh OH i also need a new stereo because my one is making this weird clicky sound on every fourth song?? and i also want a pony and a puppy and-’

- on christmas eve eddie is working late and he comes home to see richie curled up on the sofa in his ugly christmas sweater and eddie literally starts crying because richie made them stockings and hung them over the fireplace and there’s even a fucking plate of cookies and carrots and a glass of milk for santa because, once again, richie never got to do that as a kid

- eddie manages to get a sleepy richie to bed and wishes him a merry christmas before cuddling up to his boyfriend…

- only to be woken up 5 hours later with richie jumping on the bed yelling ‘WAKE UP SLEEPYHEAD WE NEED TO OPEN SANTA’S PRESENTS COME ON SPAGHETTI LETS GOOOO’ 

- richie carries eddie on his back into the living room and eddie fondly cuddles against richie’s back as he sits on the sofa and opens the mountain of presents eddie and the others got him

- even though he doesn’t celebrate it, stan chipped in and got richie a skateboard and richie cries and then he cries to stan on the phone

- richie then gives a poorly wrapped present to eddie and eddie is so confused until he opens it only to see a red fanny pack inside and he just bursts out laughing…then he looks inside and see’s the most beautiful watch he’s ever seen and richie admits to saving for over half a year to buy it for him and eddie attacks him with kisses

- that night bev and ben throw a christmas dinner and everyone gets pissed off of mulled wine

- bev and ben totally have a piano in their apartment and bill plays ‘fairytale in new york’ which bev and richie fondly sing together and nail it??

- the two are totally linking arms and skipping round the living room and dancing like idiots

- eddie just watches his man with so much love in his eyes because this is literally the happiest he’s ever fucking been

- that night when the two stumble home richie and eddie watch fireworks outside of their window with richie wrapping his arms around eddie’s middle and his chin on his head and they’re swaying to some soft music in the background and literally life is perfect and beautiful and they’re so in love

- eddie rubs a thumb over his knuckles and richie just looks over at the stocking that he hasn’t let eddie open yet because his main present is in there…in a tiny little velvet ring box

- and richie smiles

philipsgay  asked:

what if it was a mockumentary style tfc tv show

this is the shit that keeps me awake at night. it also got me thinking about a documentary of the foxes in canon so…

  • listen, the foxes are legends after neil’s first year
  • this is the team that beat the ravens
  • this is the team that kevin day chose
  • this is the team with the most unbelievable goalie
  • this is the team of nine that managed to become champions
  • so yeah, the collegiate exy watchers are obsessed with the foxes
  • some major broadcasting company (abc, nbc, or whatever) approaches the foxes to do documentary of them throughout the next year
  • but of course this is the foxes we’re talking about so there’s no way it’s serious
  • the filming crew comes once a month to film them at different stages of the season (so preseason, games, weight training, etc.)
  • they also interview all of the foxes at least once to get some talk about what it’s like to be on the team and also so the  public can get to know them better
  • some highlights of the film include:
    • a montage of andrew beaming balls at people’s shins during practice
    • the split difference between kevin yelling at the team on the court and his Interview Face™
    • jack smack talking how much he hates neil and neil just saying that jack is “a whiny freshman with an attitude problem”
    • (like c’mon neil,,,, you’re one to talk)
  • it also catches some cuter moments like
    • nicky skyping erik
    • allison, dan, and renee going shopping and buying presents for the rest of the team
    • matt and neil working out together and joking the whole time
    • aaron and katelyn studying together in the library
    • andrew eating a whole bowl of ice cream 
      • this shot quickly pans over to kevin’s face of terror at this
    • neil saying “i’m fine” after a grueling practice and everyone throws their water cups, empty or not, at him
  • the program itself turns out very lighthearted and sweet and everyone who watches falls in love with the foxes
  • (listen, we read 3 books about them, it’s kind of hard not  to fall in love with at least some of them)
  • at the end, they put together interviews from wymack and abby talking about how special the team is
    • wymack talks about how important it is to give kids with rough lives a second chance 
    • he also talks about what it’s like working with his son
    • abby talks about how much she cares for all of the foxes
  • overall, it’s kind of a shitshow, but it turns out to be one of the highest rated documentary programs of the television season
Secret Santa (P.P) Ficmas

Ficmas day #5

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Summary: Hiii💕💕 Since you’re taking requests I though I’d tell you my cute idea. Friendmas of Y/N and Peter being eachother’s secret santa (they don’t know that they’re eachother’s). Then one day they go shopping together and ask subtle questions of present ideas. They later find out they got eachother when they open their presents on the day of friendmas? Fluffy stuff. Idk if that makes sense??? Haha. I love your writing and blog so much btw☺️


It was fair to say that both you and Peter Parker were utterly oblivious.

Somehow Michelle, Liz and Ned worked out that you two were each other’s secret santa before either of you had, maybe you weren’t as subtle as you thought you were with the continuous questions about Peter’s main interests and hobbies. Although you already knew practically everything about the boy you’d been calling your best friend since second grade.

Somehow you’d managed to miss the large grin that formed on his face when he pulled your name out of the hat. A grin that only you could bring out.

You’d also been oblivious to his constant talk about how he got the person he had so desperately wanted since you’d all agreed to do secret Santa.

Was it Ned? You’d thought. It has to be Ned.

And the way he ever so casually picked up the newest album from your favourite band when you two went shopping together. You’d been so jealous of the fact that he got it before you, maybe you could steal a copy when he copied it onto his ipod.

You hadn’t put two and two together, just days before you’d been telling him about how badly you wanted the album. Shocker.

Peter was no better, not taking in the way you asked questions about what tv show he was currently binge watching and where he was going on spring break.

The two of you, both best friends since you could remember were oblivious in the most innocent way.


Currently, you were seated on the floor of Peter’s living room. A small christmas tree, one only slightly shorter than yourself sat in the circle right besides Ned, who was grinning like a child and Michelle who had a slightly amused frown, rather than her usual bored one.

“Liz these cookies are delicious!” You say, biting into the gingerbread man. They were perfectly frosted, even with M&m eye’s to top them off. She gives you a warm smile.

You were excited for Peter to open his gift, knowing just how much he loved his collection of punny science shirts. You could already imagining the large grin that would form on his features when he read the one you’d found online that said ‘How do you organise a space party? You plan it’ and the one that read ‘I make space puns… but only periodically’.

“Okay, how should we do this? One by one or all together” Michelle says, eyeing up her gift.

“I say we all go one by one then try to guess who had us, then at the end we confirm it or not?” You suggest.“That sounds good, all in favour?” Peter asks, looking at the three teens around him. You all either give a quick nod or in Ned’s case, a salute of approval.

The gifts get passed around, yours is in the shape of a medium sized box, you have to hold it in both hands to keep it still but it could possibly be balanced with only one.

You completely miss Peters angsty glances as you eye up your own gift, trying to guess what could be inside the perfectly wrapped item. Just as he misses yours when his gift is passed to him by Michelle.

Soon enough Ned, Michelle and Liz had opened there’s and it was down to you and Peter, he nods for you to go first and excitedly you rip away the red and green paper to reveal a plain box, you continue to pull open the box, letting a gasp slip through your lips when you see the album you’d been aching to spend your paycheck on and even a share pack of your favourite candies.

It takes you a moment before your mind clicks and you look up at the smiling boy in front of you. He looks guilty, but in a good way and you don’t even have to throw out a random guess of who exactly picked your name out of the hat.

“Peter! You were my secret santa the whole time?!” You shriek. He nods, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink and before you can stop yourself, you leap into his arms. “Thank you so much! I love it”

He wraps his arms around you and seals them with a small laugh.

You and Peter had become almost inseparable, he may not be the one for you romantically but platonically there was no doubt. He needed you to keep his head on the ground and you needed him to just stay sane. Over the many years you two had been best friends, you’d become extremely comfortable around each other.

You two would share a bed, but that didn’t mean you did anything you shouldn’t be.

If you were both slightly thirsty you’d only order one drink and share, that didn’t mean he had a thing for you.

And now, you could leap into his arms and he would hold you for as long as the two of you wished, but that didn’t mean that he desired anything more than a close friendship.

“I knew you would, you’ve been eyeing that album up since forever and anyone who knows you knows just how much you love that chocolate” He smile, proud of the gifts he’d chosen for you.

You move out of his grasp, staying close to him so that he still has an arm around you. “You know me so well"

Peter holds his gift up, his eyes widening in realisation. “You had me too didn’t you?“

You nod. “Guilty as charged”

Needless to say, Peter loved the shirts and found the humour in the both of them. He was even caught wearing one at your next event, which happened to be ‘friendsgiving’.

Originally posted by winter-capricorn

Dating Harry and Spending the Break at Sirius Black’s House Would Include....

Request-  Can you do a would happen for dating Harry and spending Christmas at Sirius blacks house with him? Thank you!

It feels good to finally be writing again tbh.

Enjoy! 

-Madi

Originally posted by fullwithjoy

  • You both had originally planned to just stay at Hogwarts
  • But then Harry spoke wrote to Sirius and you both decided it would be best to go there
  • Sirius would be so delighted that he finally got to meet you
  • “(Y/N), you look lovely. I’ve heard so much about you from Harry here.”
  • Laughing as Harry’s face goes completely red
  • “You did good Harry, I’m glad you found someone that makes you happy.”
  • Holding hands while eating dinner
  • Everyone coming to visit Grimmauld Place
  • Snuggling up by the fire on the couch with Harry as Sirius tells you many stories about the Marauders and Lily
  • Staying up late with Ron and Hermione when they came to visit
  • You and Hermione leaving to go present shopping together
  • Having long conversations with Remus about books and such
  • Harry watching you with adoration as you talk since he loves seeing the way your eyes light up
  • “You’re goign to burn a few holes through her if you continue to stare like that.”
  • “Oh sod off, Sirius.”
  • Okay but Sirius would let you sleep in the same room together
  • And you two would cuddle with eachother because its too cold not too
  • Also doing some other things to warm eachother up
  • Well thats what your excuse is but it’s not cold at all in the house
  • Sirius making fun og you because he heard everything
  • “Whats that on your neck Harry? Looks like someone got a bit fiesty last night.”
  • Being extremely embarrassed ad not wanting to leave your room
  • “You have to come out at some point, (Y/N).”
  • “I’d rather not. I told you to quiet down last night Harry!”
  • “It wasn’t me that was loud love.”
  • Opening presents Christmas morning with Sirius
  • Sirius would totally treat you like his own daughter
  • Sirius would also try to move th mistletoe to wherever you and Harry were standing together
  • It would just be the most amazing Christmas ever
All I Want For Christmas

Originally posted by youffievalentine


Pairing: Jonathan Byers x Reader

Summary: (Y/N) helped Will and Jonathan to decorate their house.

Word count: 1.045

Posted: 3rd of December 2017

A/N: Yaay! My first Jonathan imagine. I have another one sitting in my drafts for weeks now, but I am too lazy to edit it. When I find some time, I will edit it and post it.

Anyway, I hope that you are enjoying my imagines! Feedbacks are always appreciated. Thank you so much.

Also please remember that my imagines are from my imagination, I never copied or plagarized any story of other writers. I would be angry if some people did it to me. Some titles might be the same, but it doesn’t mean that they are the same. Some songs have the same title too, but they have different concepts, lyrics and beat. So… Please read first, before accusing me! Thank you.

- G. x


“Those lights go up there, (Y/N).” Will, your best friend’s little brother, gently indicated the direction where the Christmas lights should go using his tiny index finger.

“Sir, yes, sir!” You playfully followed his indications and he just let out a cheerful laugh. You couldn’t help but smile at the kid as you realized that he was really enjoying your company and every moment you shared together. He was sweet and lovely and he has been a little brother to you all of this time.

You voluntarily offered to help the Byers in decorating their household for Christmas, because it was something that you really loved doing, mostly when you did it with your childhood best friend, Jonathan.

“C’mon, it’s the last thing, (Y/N)!” Will cheered as he encouraged you to finish the job quickly. He loved being the leader and it was a sort of a good thing, because he was learning how to lead someone towards the right path with his knowledge and directions. He also knew how to express his own opinions.

“Don’t be too bossy, Will!” You heard Joyce restraining his son from the kitchen. She offered to cook dinner for you, while you took care of the living room and the hallway. “(Y/N) has been kind enough to help you and your brother.”

“Sorry, Mum! Sorry, (Y/N)!” Will sincerely apologized and you just shook your head as you carefully attached the lights on the wall, still concentrating so you wouldn’t fall from the construction metal ladder that you were stepping on to.

Christmas was your favourite festivity, a fact that you shared with the Byers’ brothers. They loved Christmas too and it was because of the happiness behind of it.

You have known Jonathan for a while now and you have always celebrated Christmas together, uniting yours and his family. Sometimes you would even go shopping together to buy presents for every member of your families. You had to admit that it was a funny thing to do, mostly when it came to wrapping the gifts.

Of course, you would never spend your favourite festivity with someone who wasn’t special for you. In fact, the Byers were, but mostly Jonathan. Your heart was beating for that boy since you have first met each other, but obviously he was still oblivious about it. You had no guts to confess him your feelings, because you were afraid that he wouldn’t feel the same about you. He was a shy guy, a quiet one, and he has always made you feel that you were just his best friend, a special someone for him.

“So, what would you like for Christmas, Will?” You kindly asked the boy as you both sat on the couch, enjoying the Christmas decorations that you have been working on all day. It was already dark, also because the days were shorter now. It was too cold and it hasn’t even snowed in Hawkins yet.

“Hmm,” He rubbed his chin with his fingers to let you know that he was thinking. You patiently waited for his answer, even though an idea came through your mind: Atari. You were sure that he would love it, nevertheless he was more in to tabletop role-playing games, such as Dungeons and Dragons. “I don’t have any idea. Surprise me!” He playfully challenged you.

“Challenge accepted, Will the Wise!” You winked at him while giving two thumbs up at the same time. The kid was too cute and kind. In the meanwhile, Jonathan silently walked in the living room, right after getting his camera in his messy and chaotic room.

“Jonathan,” Will cheerfully called his brother and patted the empty sit beside him, moving closer to you so his brother would fit and be comfortable. “what do you want for Christmas?”

“Huh?” Jonathan pretended that he didn’t understand Will’s question and he asked him to repeat it courteously.

“What do you want for Christmas?” Will patiently repeated as he followed Jonathan’s movements with his eyes. You bounced on the couch as Jonathan let himself fall abruptly.

“Uh,” You noticed that he was getting nervous as he started to fidget with the gadget on his hands. “I-I really have no idea.” His eyes danced between you and Will, trying to avoid long eye contacts. He stuttered and you knew that the question bothered him a little or maybe he was trying to hide something.

“Oh, shut up!” You cheekily blurted out. It was impossible that he didn’t know what he wanted for Christmas. Maybe he was already contented of what he had in his life, but you knew him: he was ambitious enough to know everything in his life. “Seriously, pain in the ass!”

“Shithead!” He debated, making you laugh in chorus. You both had a bond that let you tell everything, without being offended or narked.

“Guys, dinner is ready!” You heard Joyce shouting from the kitchen and Will quickly made his way towards the bathroom to wash his hands.

“So?” You playfully raised your eyebrows as you tried to vex him. “I am still waiting for the answer.”

“You’re such a great pain in the ass, (Y/N)!” He rolled his eyes in annoyance and he grabbed a cushion to throw against your face, hitting you perfectly.

“Beldam!” You shot him a death glare and you raised your middle finger in response. He shook his head while he stood up from the couch, making his way to the kitchen.

“C’mon, let’s eat! Then I tell you what I want for Christmas.” He invited you and you nodded with a big smile in response. You stood up from the couch and you looked at Jonathan, catching his gaze.

“Tell me!” You uninterruptedly asked, being a little bit more impatient. You were like a kid that kept on asking their parents to buy them something.

He stopped on walking and you suddenly bumped yourself against his body, not noticing that he was just firmly standing in the middle of the hallway. Your heart suddenly skipped its beat as you locked your eyes with him. You considered his dark brown orbs, making your wide smile fall back. You both bit your lower lips as the tension grew between you, uncomfortably sharing a moment of silence.

“You, (Y/N), you.”


Judith is walking briskly down the sidewalk, an abomination of a dress folded over her arm, when she sees the man about to destroy the world and the man about to save it.

People would say that Judith can see the future. She’d laugh if she heard it (to hear it, she’d have to tell them), because it’s not like that at all. She’s yet to find a future that’s come true a hundred percent no has she seen something that’s unstoppable.

They’re like threads. Hundreds and thousands of pale, fragile threads arcing out of people towards future destinations, future mistakes, future successes. Some are thicker than others but that doesn’t mean they’re more likely. Instead it means that there’ll be more people involved, a party, a get together, something like that. Maybe they’ll hire ten more people at work or maybe they’ll be going to a funeral soon.

She’s gotten so used to the spiderweb of futures she sees, she barely registers them anymore. She just walks down the street registering baby shower, shoe repair, flat tire, anniversary, trips on way to school, breaks a dish, etc.

She’s doing that today, in fact, right now in the present. She’s going dress shopping for her sister’s wedding (not the bridesmaid, she dodged that one). The colors are grey and silver and hardly any shop sells a dress like that so she’s had to go into the city.

Judith is walking briskly down the sidewalk, an abomination of a dress folded over her arm, when she sees the man about to destroy the world and the man about to save it.

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“You are. That’s why all the girls love you.”

“Ah, well, none of them are as special as my home girl right here.”

“See, now you’re just being silly,” she shook her head.

“Nah, I’m not. You’re number one. Me and you? We’re down for life.”

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17.05.2017 - This is what I (try to) wake up to every day: spread out mildliners, my bullet journal open on my desk and my adorable calendar. My dorms room might be shitty and small, but I fill it with colour! Today I’ll outline a presentation on traditional fairytales, go grocery shopping and check my homework for tomorrow again.

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We waited a whole damn year for a malec date. We put all our hopes and dreams for these lovely humans into one kiss and lots of long stares. And now we are getting:

A date, more kissing, sweet conversations, Alec coming and going from Magnus’ loft like he lives there, shopping together, buying each other presents, backing bodies up into walls while unbuttoning shirts, throwing parties together, matchy suits, matchy clothes, bodies pressed together from head to toe with other people in the room, magnus meeting max, sitting on a loveseat together drinking wine and making out. 

ALL AT ONCE. 

How are we supposed to survive this?! Fuck. We aren’t.

wagyubeefy  asked:

26!

“Here, let me help you.”


Glinda was a mess. 

She ran around the room, pulling dresses from the wardrobe, picking soaps and creams from the bathroom, and just trying to get her life together and packed neatly away for the next four weeks.

Usually, she loved packing. It means holidays and travel and people to see. At this time of year, it meant winter ballgowns and grand, festive parties with rich chocolates and mulled wines. It meant seeing her parents and going shopping for presents and receiving twice as many gifts as she gave.

But now, it also meant leaving Elphaba.

She usually loved packing, but the problem now was that she didn’t want to go.

But she had to, and her desire not to leave had caused her to put it off until the last minute. Now, with only an hour until her carriage arrived at Crage Hall, she was in trouble. She folded her dresses and tucked her shoes into the corner of her suitcase, but nothing seemed to fit right. Her folds immediately came undone, her shoes refused to lay correctly, her jars of creams and perfumes clanked dangerously against each other. When she tried to close the suitcase, it was too full to latch.

And then the door opened.

“Miss Glinda, I’m amazed. I don’t think I’ve ever seen your side of the room this messy.”

“Oh, be quiet, Miss Elphaba. I don’t have time for your sass today.”

“Someone’s frantic. Are you actually running late? You sure are full of surprised today.”

Glinda shoved a stack of dresses into place, exasperated. “Elphie!”

“Relax,” Elphaba said, dropping her bag and coming over. “You’ll get worry lines. Here, let me help you.”

She gestured for Glinda to move, but she didn’t. Instead, she stayed in place and burst into tears.

“Glinda!” Elphaba knelt beside her, but she didn’t seem to know what to do. She wrung her hands. “Miss Glinda, please, you know I’m no good with tears.”

“I’m s-sorry.” What had gotten into her? Glinda pushed herself away from the suitcase. She stumbled over to her nightstand, where she grabbed a tissue and pressed it to her eyes. “I-I’m so sorry, Elphie, I-I-I–”

“Here, sit down.” She felt Elphaba’s hands at her back and shoulder, guiding her to the bed. “You’re working yourself up.”

“I’m a m-mess, I–”

“Shh, my sweet. Just breathe for a moment.” Elphaba’s hand moved to her hair, brushing it back. “I’m not judging you, so don’t worry about that.”

Glinda breathed. She found herself inhaling with every sweep of Elphaba’s hand in her hair. She hiccuped once, and Elphaba laughed quietly.

“You’re laughing at me,” she said, her voice still trembling.

“Only because I find you endearing.”

“Oh, please.”

Elphaba cupped her head and kissed her temple. “Now tell me, why the hysterics? It’s just packing.”

“I know.”

“Aren’t you thrilled to be going home?”

“I don’t want to leave y–” Glinda stopped, biting her lip. Elphaba’s hand froze in her hair.

“Glinda?”

Glinda pushed herself to her feet. “I’m sorry, I’m being completely inappropriate.”

“What did–”

“And I don’t have time for this. My carriage will be here soon, I need to–”

“Glinda, what were you going to say?”

“I don’t want to leave you.” Glinda clapped her hands over her mouth. “Oh, Oz. Oh no.”

Elphaba stood. Glinda backed away, but her feet hit the suitcase, stopping her from getting far.

“Say it again,” Elphaba whispered. Glinda shook her head. “Glinda, please. We’ll be gone for a month, and I can’t spend it wondering if I just imagined this.”

Something in her voice gave Glinda courage. “I…don’t want to leave you,” she said. Then, “Oh, Elphaba, I don’t–”

And she was crying again, but this time Elphaba wrapped Glinda in her arms and rocked her gently back and forth.

“It’s alright, Glinda,” Elphaba whispered. “You’ll be alright.”

“I’m going to miss you,” Glinda mumbled, hiding her face against Elphaba’s chest. She could hear her heartbeat.

“You act like it’ll be forever. It’s only a few weeks.”

“A few weeks can change everything,” Glinda said. She brought her hand up to press against Elphaba’s heart. “It changed us.”

“That was a good change.”

“What if–”

“It won’t,” Elphaba said. “Whatever you’re worried about, it won’t happen.”

Glinda sniffed. “I’ll still miss you.”

“Then write to me, you silly thing.”

“But that doesn’t mean you’ll be there.”

Elphaba stroked her hair. “Then it’ll be all the sweeter when we see each other again.”

Elphaba kissed the top of her head, then slowly, gently, let her go.

“Come on,” she said, cupping Glinda’s face and wiping away the last of her tears. “Let’s get you packed. You’ve got a carriage coming, and lots of parties to attend, and presents to get, and–”

“Letters to write,” Glinda said, her voice small. “The only thing that matters.”

Elphaba smirked. “You might want to rethink your priorities over break.”

“I’ve already done that.” Glinda smiled a little. She grabbed Elphaba’s hand and kissed her palm.

“Miss Glinda, you must stop flirting with me, or we’ll never get your suitcase packed.”

“Fine by me.”

Elphaba smiled. “Enough of that. Come on.”

like i really really want to feel like it’s christmas. i want to enjoy the christmas lights and decorations and i want to go shopping for presents and listen to christmas music all day long but uni is stressing me out so much??,?

Perfect for Each Other

Characters: Y/N Collins (Reader), Misha Collins, Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki

Pairing: Misha x Wife!Reader

Warnings: pranks, implied smut, language   

Wordcount: 1300ish

A/N: I don’t know why this only came to me now, since I have know this story for ages. Maybe because I have been having Misha feels lately and I kinda wanted to help him get back at J2 for all their pranks, so this is my way of doing that.

Thanks to my amazing friend Erin @blacktithe7 for betaing this idiocy for me.

NO HATE AGAINST VICKY - SHE SEEMS AWESOME - THIS IS FICTION. PRETEND SHE IS HAPPY WITH SOMEONE ELSE.

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

The rattling sound was driving you insane. Your own car was in the shop, so you had borrowed your husbands to take the kids to school. You had planned on going out to do some shopping as well, but since the car sounded like it was falling apart, you had decided against it. Apparently your car wasn’t the only one that had been in need of a trip to the garage.

So instead of going to shop for Christmas presents, you had driven back to set, and the rattling was just about to make you lose your mind when you realized what was going on. When you stepped on the breaks, just before pulling onto the set of Supernatural, a few coins rolled out from under your seat.

“What in the?” you mumbled picking them up and twirling them between your fingers as you pulled into the parking lot. “Jared and Jensen.” You mumbled to yourself, instinctively knowing who to blame for your torturous car ride around Vancouver. Still rather than going to go yell at the two overgrown children, you decided to seek out your husband who had neglected to tell you about this little conundrum. You weren’t mad at him for forgetting, more amused than anything. You loved your husband’s friends as much as he did, even if Jared sometimes needed a stern talking too. Say when he found it to be a good idea to leave a fish to rot under the seat of your car.

“Hey honey, why does our car sound like the kids’ piggy bank?” you asked innocently as you stepped into the trailer, and Misha instantly appeared from the bathroom.

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Author: @punkof-pop
Pairing: The pack x Reader (platonic)
Warnings: None
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Pies

“Dark…..Dark!”

“What do you want Wil? I’m trying to work.”

Wilford often interrupted Dark’s work, even more so during the holidays, but now Dark was even more aware of how close Wil was standing. It was causing his aura to shrink inward, like it wanted to disappear.

“I’m boored!”

“Go present shopping then.”

“I did that months ago!” Wil dramatically draped himself over Dark’s desk, as if boredom was overly tiring.

That feeling was still burning in Dark’s chest, too. He still couldn’t identify it. He hated not knowing.

“Well then I can’t help you.” Wil didn’t respond.

<A full 5 minutes later>

Wil sat up. “Ah! I know! We could make cakes!” Suddenly, Wil got very close to Dark’s face. “Do you want to make cakes with me?”

“Um…first of all, I’m trying to work,” Dark said, gesturing to the papers that Wil was literally sitting top of and trying to ignore how damn close he was, “and second of all, I prefer pie over cake.”

“Pie!? WHAT?!”

“People are allowed to like different things, Wil.” Dark noticed that Wil’s breath smelled like bubble gum.

“Yeah, but why PIE!?”

“You can make almost any food into a filling and cover it in whipped cream if you want.” Dark could see every hair of Wil’s mustache.

“Really? Is there a limit to the whipped cream?”

“As far as I know, there isn’t one.”

Wil eyes brightened. “You simply must show me how to make one!”

“Wil-”

“Please Dark?”

The look on Wil’s face made the strange feeling burn brighter in Dark’s chest. “Okay, fine, I’ll show you how to make pie.”

With a shout of delight, Wil grabbed Dark’s hand and dragged him to the kitchen.

(Wil’s pie is probably going to be 98% whipped cream tbh)

Tags: @pleaseletthisjimbetaken @alix-the-skeleton @darkfixation also @toonbly because pies.