good lord did i really just watch all of these interviews

Edible Arrangements

(Hilly knows a couple things as a tadpole. He knows there’s probably a lax bro hitting on him, and that Bitty’s super-secret boyfriend may or may not be a middle-age lumberjack sugar daddy.)


Hilly knows a few things about Samwell’s hockey dynamics. He knows he is a tadpole; he initially expects to be hazed to the ground and forced to eat dog food or something like his roommate, who is currently rushing a frat. He expects the Haus to be dirty and filled to the brim with red cups and sticky floorboards. He also knows not to hang out with the lax team because Ransom and Holster said so, even though a cute boy who he thinks is from the lax team winked at him in his Intro to Anthropology class. He knows that NHL’s very own Jack Zimmermann, son of ‘Bad Bob’ Zimmermann and legendary hockey extraordinaire, is a Samwell alumni, and had slept in the very room which Chowder, their goalie, currently inhabits.  

But Hazeapalooza turns out to be nothing as bad as he expects (he even gets homemade pie out of it, even if Holster gives him the side-eye). And the Haus is cleaner than a sports frat house should be. The hockey team is nice (and surprisingly socially aware) and Hilly likes Samwell fair enough, but he misses home sometimes.

But Bitty makes things better. Hilly likes Bitty a lot. He likes hanging around the Haus and watching Bitty roll pastry dough with a practiced, methodical hand because it reminds him of how his mom used to bake cookies for him and his sister. Bitty doesn’t mind too much (he thinks) that Hilly may want to go on a date with a lax bro. Bitty bakes him peach cobbler with crumbles toasted a golden brown and talks about his family’s jam recipes. Bitty is open and warm and welcoming. However, the one thing Bitty doesn’t talk much about is his boyfriend.

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Dangerous Man (John Wick x Reader)

Originally posted by anothermoviepage

Working at The Continental isn’t at all what you thought it’d be. 

SPOILER FREE FIC.


You smoothed out your shirt and looked in the mirror. It was your first day on the job. You were decked out head to toe in brand new clothes. All from a designer you’d never heard of. All custom made to fit you perfectly.  All completely free. On top of that, you’d be making a salary that, at entry level, was six figures. And all you had to do was deliver room service.

But there was a saying you’d heard since you were young: If it’s too good to be true, then it probably is.

You should have suspected something was off when you had to give a blood sample, a urine sample, a DNA swab, and answer a thirteen page questionnaire that included things like “list the full names of your parents, siblings, and grandparents” or “do you have any experience with sutures, cauterization, or CPR?”

And then the interview, itself, felt more like an interrogation. The whole thing gave you this weird feeling in your gut, but this was also the most exclusive hotel in New York City. Getting a room here wasn’t about whether or not you had the money, but whether or not you knew the right people, and even then, it was typically booked solid. You’d even heard a rumor that The Queen of England was denied a room once. Of course they’d be picky about their staff.

But after the lengthy interview process and dozen or so signatures on papers you probably should have read, you found out the truth about The Continental.

The manager’s name was Winston. He was nice enough, though he had a very “no nonsense” attitude about him. The more you found out about the place, though, the more you understood why. It was a safe haven for a secret society of people. Assassins. Hit men. Gang Lords. The underground elite of not only New York, but the entire world. The only currency accepted from customers were gold coins. One gold coin was the equivalent to one favor. It was a simple system, Winston explained, but complex to newcomers. You’d pick it up over time. All you needed to know was that if you got a coin, you kept a close eye on it.

Additionally, the hotel followed a strict set of rules, but the two that most concerned you were that staff was never to ask questions, and no business could ever be conducted on hotel grounds. The latter of the two should have made you feel safer, but instead, it just made you more nervous.

Upon the conclusion of your meeting with Winston, he presented you with a single gold coin. You looked at him curiously. He smiled, and said simply:

“A welcome gift.”

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Mother Knows Best, LMM/Reader

Prompt: The Oscars’ luncheon breeds a new relationship for Lin.

Words: 2,450 (Good LORD)

Author’s Note: I’ve been looking for some smaller things to write as I gear up for the write-a-thon, and Lin was tweeting about the Oscars’ Luncheon. Got a bit of an inspiration. (Y/M/N) = Your Mother’s Name. I know that some people don’t have mothers but this prompt required a parental figure. Feel free to change it to anyone you want!

Warnings: General lack of knowledge as to what happens at an Oscar Luncheon.

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“I’ve never even heard of this.” You sigh into your phone, your publicist trying to maintain an even and calm tone with you. “I mean, yeah, any day I get to stand in the same room as Meryl Streep you can count me in.”

“Amazing! I’ll get in touch with your stylist-” You allowed the eccentric woman to go off about a list of her duties as you boarded your subway, weaving through bodies to find an empty spot next to the handrail.

“Nothing too insane. This is a luncheon, I’m not meeting the queen.”

“This is the Oscars, Y/N! No one will be in a sweatshirt and Levis!”

You certainly wish you could be.

The past year has been a bit of a whirlwind for you - interviews and movie offers and an Oscar nomination. Everything was still very new to you - you had never even gone on a talk show until just a few months ago. A year ago you were struggling to pay rent and scraping together money to be able to feed both you and your dog.

Then a once in a lifetime chance came your way and you jumped on it before you could blink.

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anonymous asked:

you're hcs are so cute im always waiting for the next post 💞 can u do a lil RFA + Saeran reacting to an MC who's happy most of the time but finds it draining and recharges by being really quiet and ignoring people? (This is the first time it happened lmao)

Ohhhh I’m totally like that! lol it’s not easy being an introvert, am I right?

Hope you like this:

RFA + Saeran with an introvert MC

Zen

  • It was after a premiere of one of his musicals, you were perfect back there!
  • You smiled to the photographers and even gave interviews, Zen didn’t have to do a thing, he just watched you being as good as him at this.
  • Then you two got home and he wanted to comment on everything, what you thought about the musical, if you liked the costumes, the songs and all.
  • “It was cool.” Oh… cool? That’s it?
  • Apparently it was, since you didn’t say anything else. You changed to your pajamas and grabbed a book to read in the living room.
  • He was tired, and also very worried. Was it that bad? If he knew you would hate that much, he would have get that another role… but… you sounded so excited before…
  • “Something wrong?” you ask him, now he notices he’s been staring at you for a while, to the point you let go of your book, concerned.
  • “I… don’t know. Is there something wrong, babe? What didn’t you like about the musical? The songs? The lines, I know it was a little cliché, but I thought it was interesting somehow and…”
  • “Zen, what are you talking about?” “It’s okay, babe. You hated the musical. “No, I didn’t.” “So why did you say it was cool?” “Because… it was cool?”
  •  “No, it wasn’t! You hate it! You pretended you enjoy to not make me look like a fool to the press, but you didn’t like it and now you won’t even talk to me about it! Was my acting bad?”
  • Okay, you’re tired, and normally you wouldn’t put up with this drama right now, but… look at him! He’s so worried and… hurt? This is painful to you too.
  • Then you explain about always being like this. You’re an introvert, you can handle a few good hours dealing with people, but after a while, you need a rest from all of this.
  • He totally understands. Sometimes he feels the same, but in a different proportion from you, of course.
  • “I’m sorry, babe. I’ll let you get back to your book, tomorrow you tell me what is it about, okay?” he kissed your forehead and let you with your book.
  • Maybe he can turn the story in it into a musical just for you?

Yoosung

  • It happened after a geek convention.
  • He thought you wouldn’t want to go with him, but the minute you walked in, he was the one dragged to every single stand.
  • You were so excited, taking pics with the cosplayers, buying doujinshis, even joining karaoke contests.
  • He swears he fell in love with you all over again. All the guys there wishe they had a girlfriend who likes these things as much as you do.
  • But as soon as you get home, you just grab your phone and stares at it like your life depends on it.
  • He asks what you want for dinner. “Whatever. You choose.”
  • Poor boy is remaking all his steps to know when he screwed up to get you mad. Was he too close to that girl with a very revealing cosplay?
  • Oh… he knew he should have joined you on a duet in the karaoke, but what can he do? He’s super shy!
  • He doesn’t even know where to start his apology, so he does what he knows best: omurice. With a “sorry” and a sad face made of ketchup.
  • “Why are you sorry?” you ask, concerned. “I… I don’t know.” Well… this isn’t going anywhere…
  • “I swear I had my hands behind my back the whole time with that cosplayer and… I’ll sing any duet you want to sing in the next con.”
  • “Oh… thank you, but you don’t have to if you’re not comfortable. It’s fine, honey.” “But… why are you mad, then?” “I’m not mad, I’m just…”
  • Oh… now you get it. POOR THING! You two never went to an event this big with these many people, so he didn’t know this little feature of yours.
  • And when you explain, he’s so relieved you’re not mad at him, and he totally understands, these things are pretty overwhelming for him as well.
  • You two eat the omurice together and lay on the bed a little later, you messing on your phone, he on his, and you both humming the same song, like a duet.

Jaehee

  • The cafe never been so crowded.
  • You two were taking orders, making coffee, checking the cashier, all at once.
  • If she had to do this by herself, she’s pretty sure she wouldn’t be able to handle, but having you smiling like you are in a parade or something gives her the strength she needs.
  • Seriously, you’re not even fazed, you keep smiling and being extra nice to even the most rude customers, and this makes her feel like she should keep up to you.
  • She closed the cafe with the deepest sigh she could give. Lord! This was tiring! What do you think? Oh… you’re already going away.
  • She finishes closing the store and reaches you in the sidewalk, almost panting. 
  • You don’t even look at her, you keep looking forward with your arms crossed against your chest, as if you were… sad.
  • B-but why? Why would you be sad? What happened? Was that customer that rude to you? Oh… no, maybe it was that time when she yelled at you to get the mop to clean some coffee on the floor before one of you slipped.
  • She knew she was a little rude, but she was just caught up by all the mess inside the café, she didn’t want to be snappy at you or something.
  • But you don’t know that, so that’s why you’re walking like she’s not even beside you.
  • So he gives a few larger steps and stop in front of you. You look at her and blink in surprise. “Jaehee? What’s wrong?”
  • “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to be rude with you, I was just so busy!” she says hugging you. You immediately blush, she’s not one to PDA like this all of a sudden.
  • “I appreciate it, but… what are you sorry for, exactly?” “The mop…” “What happened to the mop?” she lets you go and you stare at each other, puzzled.
  • She explains everything, then you do the same. Well, she knew you had this tendency, but she haven’t witnessed before, so it was a little surprising to see you so quiet all of a sudden.
  • But as you two get home, she realizes some silence can be good after this long day. So she’s in the bedroom and you’re in the living room, you both reading books and recharging for what will be, hopefully, another long day tomorrow!

Jumin

  • You dropped by his office to lunch with him
  • Everybody in his company loves you, because if you showed up, Mr. Han will probably be in a good mood for the whole afternoon and work will be easy to handle.
  • So a few employees surround you, asking if you’re okay, if you need anything, how are the preps for the wedding. Just this small talk.
  • And you’re very polite and nice, so nobody ever feel uncomfortable on treating you this kindly.
  • When you finally are able to meet him in his office, he promptly goes to you and gives you a peck , which… you don’t respond too much.
  • “How is everything, my love?” “Fine.” And you give him this lazy smile, looking around everywhere in his office, except him.
  • Shit! He is late, isn’t he? And you’re probably furious because he always says you two will have a calm and nice meal and he never… wait! He’s on time!
  • So why are you mad about? Is it because you don’t want to have lunch in his company? Well, that can be arranged, he can call the chopper and take you somewhere. But you sounded excited over the phone, so something happened when you got here.
  • Hum, did one of his employees bother you? Yes, they can do that sometimes…
  • “Tell me who it was.” That’s all he says, while you stare at your plate. “Who what?” “Who bothered you? It was that blond girl from finance? She does have this tendency to be meddlesome. Don’t worry, my love, I’ll let HR know they need to have a little talk to her.”
  • “Oh my God, Jumin. Don’t fire her!” “So who should I fire?” “Nobody! Nobody bothered me!” “So why are you mad? Did I do something?” “No! Of course not, honey! And… who’s mad?”
  • “You? When you walked in?” Oh… yeah, that.
  • You explain to him that, as much as you enjoy talking to his employees, all the attention can be very draining sometimes and you just need a little time in silence to recharge.
  • He TOTALLY understands it, he even can relate. His acquaintances can be very tiring sometimes.
  • So yeah, a silent meal wouldn’t be that bad right now. You two can compensate with dinner in his penthouse when you’ll discus the wedding preparation, anyway.

Saeyoung

  • You were in a car show, he wanted your opinion on the next baby he should get
  • Though you don’t understand much about cars, you know his preferences pretty well by now, as he told you a lot about them. Seriously, a lot!
  • So you’re the one dragging him to the cars he might like, considering brand, model, color… yeah, he definitely likes it.
  • You have small talk with the models standing beside the cars and the sellers, and  he doesn’t know who is nicer here. Probably it’s you, since you’re not trying to sell a super pricy car, you’re just… naturally nice.
  • He wants a test drive to this particular car, and when he asks you while the seller is a little away to get the key, he asks what you think. “It’s nice.”
  • Well, he wouldn’t say it’s “nice”, it’s more like AMAZING, COOLLLLL, A SUPER FINE BABY! And you’re just: “okay, if you say so.” SHIT!
  • Are you mad? Why? You didn’t like being dragged here? But you sounded pretty excited before talking to the sellers… oh… the one who went to get the key was definitely trying to hit on you, you’re uncomfortable, ain’t you?
  • You two hop in the car and he starts driving, the seller keeps making small talk and you basically ignore everything that’s going on.
  • “So, what do you think?” the guy asks. “Can I have a moment alone with MY FIANCÉ so we can discuss this AS A COUPLE?” he emphasizes this words for the guy to take the hint you’re taken. “Yeah, sure.”
  • “Don’t worry. I won’t buy this one.” “Why not? You like it!” “If I decide to take it, we would have to sign the papers with that guy and I don’t want to let you even more uncomfortable with him.” “Why? He’s not that bad.”
  • “He’s not? But… why do you look like you want to throw up everytime he opens his mouth?” “Because he talks too much, but I’m not uncomfortable, I’m just… bored with all this useless small talk and his desperation to you buying the car.”
  • Yeah, the guy is a little annoying, being nice to him was a burden for Saeyoung too. You’re always very nice, but he knows by now this can tire you a lot.
  • And hey, he totally can relate, that’s why sometimes all he needs is his headphones and a super loud music to recover himself.
  • So he takes the car, he liked it and wanted to take you out of there soon so you could relax.
  •  The way home is quiet, you two are listening to the radio, not talking, just holding hands.

Saeran

  • His first RFA party.
  • It was so crowded! He was a little intimidated and anxious, dealing with big noisy crowds was still a journey to him.
  •  But a few reassuring kisses from you everytime you passed by him between small talk with guests here and there, and he felt he could handle this.
  • Hell, you don’t even need to look at him, just seeing you smiling and talking to the guests as if they’re close friends totally make him feel he got this!
  • And he did, it wasn’t that bad after all, thanks to you.
  • He went to your place after the party. It was comfortable being around you, but he was still nervous, facing a crowd like that felt less nerve wracking than being alone with you.
  • Okay, you telling him to make himself at home and just plopping in the couch to watch TV wasn’t what he was expecting.
  • I mean, he didn’t know what to expect, but… it wasn’t this, for sure.
  • It’s almost like you forgot he’s here. Like you are… ignoring him? Why?
  • Did he do something wrong? Oh, that rich dude said PDA was unprofessional, but he thought you didn’t give a damn to what Jumin said.
  •  Did he do something wrong? But he was pretty sure he was doing good tonight. Wasn’t he?
  • “I’m going now.” He said bluntly, heading to the door. “What? Why?” you jumped off the couch, going after him “I won’t bother you any longer, don’t worry.” “Bother me? But…”
  • “I’m such an idiot! I screwed up, didn’t I?” “No! You were amazing tonight!” he blushes a little. “Yeah, that’s what I thought, but why are you ignoring me, then?”
  • Oh, this poor thing… you explain to him how hard it is to just recover from all the agitation and you need some time to just stay quiet.
  •  I mean… you’re preaching to the choir here, he definitely feels the same way, he was so nervous about having to be all lovey dovey with you, he’s relieved this won’t be necessary.
  • But he definitely didn’t complain when he woke up cuddling with you in the couch. Just sleeping was a greeeat idea, after all.
Ai Yazawa End-of-Book Notes 1-21

So at the end of every volume of NANA, Ai Yazawa has a brief paragraph about the manga or just some introspection about her life. They give great insight into the series and I think only a few are found on the scans of NANA online, so I thought I’d share them all!

Volume 1

The creator, Ai Yazawa, told us, “I created this story so that it could be enjoyed as a stand-alone and, at the same time, have a complete ending that could be connected to an ongoing series.  I hope you’ll look forward to the future of the two Nanas!”

Volume 2

A note from Ai Yazawa: “I had thought that if the two Nanas met each other, they would probably be constantly fighting, but they seem oddly friendly.  What’s up with that?!  It’s one of me (not so) seven wonders (ha-ha).”

Volume 3

Since childhood, the artists I’ve looked up to haven’t been writers and illustrators, but mostly musicians.  Music provides me the most emotional effect and excitement.  If there was no music, I don’t think my creative juices would boil.  Music is that important to my life.

- Ai Yazawa

Volume 4

I realized one day that there are hit songs with the same names as the main female characters, NANA, JUNKO, and SACHIKO (the kanji for JUNKO is different, though).  It’s not that big a deal, but I sometimes just hum the melodies longingly.

- Ai Yazawa

Volume 5

In the initial drafts, Nana’s band was a rockabilly band like the Stray Cats.  But due to various circumstances, I didn’t keep it that way.  But if they were rockabilly, Ren, Nobu and Shin would have had pompadours.  And Yasu too?

- Ai Yazawa

Volume 6

When I was a child, I used to take piano lessons.  Even after I stopped taking lessons, I bought sheet music I liked and continued playing.  I’ve had my hands full for several years now, but one of these days I’d like to learn how to play jazz piano, which I’ve wanted to do for years now.

- Ai Yazawa

Volume 7

I had an opportunity to interview a group of professional musicians.  I showered them with questions, but they answered willingly, and it was very helpful.  I was having problems balancing the fictional world of manga-like simplicity and gorgeousness with a sense of reality.  But I realized again that what’s important is the humanity of the characters.

- Ai Yazawa

Volume 8

When I was in high school, there was a cool girl in my class who was a lone wolf.  I was really into a foreign New Romantic-type band then, and when she asked me one day, “Do you want to go to their concert together?” I was overwhelmed.  My heart fluttered more than when I was with my boyfriend (☺).  Have you had a Hachiko experience like that?  - Ai Yazawa

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anonymous asked:

okay but please also consider: Yuuri coaching Minami and Victor coaching Yuri. They end up being potrayed as "rival teams" by the media but its all just ridiculous flirty banter between Victor and Yuuri which gets more and more suggestive every time they meet at competitions (meanwhile Yuri is screaming that they are the worst coaches ever)

Okay, Nonny, trust me. I have considered it. I have thoroughly, thoroughly considered it.

Basically:

–Vicchan never died, and Yuuri didn’t screw up the Sochi GPF. BUT ALSO drunk banquet shenanigans did not occur, and so Viktor never came to him, and they basically just turned into competitors for a few years (more on that later). Because of this, Yurio took longer to figure himself out, get invested in the Seniors, and possibly had a minor injury that set him back, etc. In the meantime, Minami finally hits his growth spurt. Three years later, and we have the start of this AU: Yurio’s 18, Minami is 20, and Yuuri has just retired at 27 and been asked (ahem: begged) by Minami to coach him. Yakov is trying to transition his students over to prep for his own retirement, so he tests out the idea of Viktor coaching Yurio (Lilia smacks him in the head for thinking this is at all a Good Plan). Both Minami and Yurio are the hot favorites for the gold.

–Minami spends half of practice at Ice Castle Hasetsu drooling over his idol, Yuuri, and Yuuri spends most practices with his face in his hands because Minami hasn’t forgotten a single factoid about him since he became a skater when he was 12. “Minami, no, you shouldn’t reference that skate, that was my dark past!” “Coach! Sir! My lord!” “Please don’t call me that.” “Didn’t you win gold at Worlds that year?” “Okay, I did, but–”

–At the beginning, Viktor spends half of practice “subtly” needling at Yurio to see how far he can push him and to try to grant him some humility, while simultaneously sending him on what Yurio likes to call BS Spiritual Quests. “How is babysitting Makkachin supposed to make me a better skater?” “Makkachin is the dog of a champion, Yurio, if you have to ask then clearly you are not a talented enough skater to understand. Also, I’ll be back at midnight! Watch this choreography video while I’m gone!”  

–Hot Springs on Ice still happens after Minami releases a video of him and Yuuri skating side by side to Stammi Vicino. ”That bastard thinks he can do MY COACH’S ROUTINE?” Yakov blows a gasket. “Have you seen this, Viktor, your student’s run off to Japan! Control him!” “Oh no,” says Viktor cheerfully. “Don’t worry, Yakov, I’ll be responsible and go collect him.” Yurio bought the plane ticket with Viktor’s credit card, which he miraculously found lying out on Viktor’s front room table. Viktor definitely spent the last week playing the viral video on repeat to an increasingly aggravated Yurio. “What a surprise, ending up here!” He announces to Hiroko upon arrival, and flips open his trip itinerary on his phone to ask for her opinions. “You’ll never believe who showed up!” Minami exclaims to Yuuri, who frantically drags him into one of the onsen’s bathrooms and keeps him there for an hour.

–After Hot Springs on Ice, the media gets really amped up about the rivalry between Minami and Yurio. Minami does not realize it’s meant to be a furious rivalry, and excitedly shows numerous hungry reporters pictures of him and Yurio from their Juniors days. “Yeah, we’ve skated together since forever!” “BLOODY SKATING RIVALRY IS SIX YEARS IN THE MAKING,” the papers scream. Yurio, to deal with his Viktor-inspired anger, is often caught kicking over tables and flinging objects. “RUSSIA’S PRODIGY CAN’T CONTROL HIS FIERY PASSION OVER THE RIVALRY!” Eventually, they drag the coaches into it too, especially after Viktor and Yuuri make searing eye contact for a solid twenty minutes during Skate America. “COACHES JOIN BROILING RIVALRY BETWEEN PLISETSKY AND KENJIROU! OLD HATRED FLARES UP!” By the time the NHK trophy rolls around, it is downright ridiculous. “PLISETSKY FIRES HIMSELF UP BY COMING TO WATCH BITTER RIVAL, KENJIROU, IN THE NHK TROPHY!” This part is true. Kind of. “NIKIFOROV AND KATSUKI RUN OFF TOGETHER AFTER COMPETITION, PROBABLY TO… FISTFIGHT IN THE PARKING LOT!” Well, there were certainly bruises that developed after that encounter, so the media’s not totally wrong.

–By the GPF, there has been a slow realization among certain internet groups. “Look at how Katsuki and Nikiforov behaved around each other during their last few years of competition,” posts Katsudominate14 on Tumblr. This is accompanied by a flurry of screenshots of them together. “Are they holding hands in this one?” Meanwhile, Otabek is the only one that’s heard a whisper of the other developing issue with the ‘rivalry.’ I HATE HIS GUTS, is typically how Yurio’s text messages start. Look at his stupid face in this stupid interview! He’s so cheerful! Who the hell does he think he is to compliment my skating like that? He makes me want to throw him on the ground! And straddle him! And yell into his face from two inches away! Finally Otabek sighs, and sends Yurio a playlist in response. This is for when you finally get him alone and start making out with him. Yurio doesn’t respond for twenty minutes. Crap, he texts, I like him

–After the GPF, when Yurio’s got his gold medal in hand and silver winner Minami is excitedly engaging him in competition about Worlds, Yurio yanks him around by his medal and yells “you’d better dance with me at the banquet!” Minami thinks being pulled around is surprisingly fun. They do dance at the banquet, but this is overshadowed by the media catching a picture of a tipsy Viktor and Yuuri kissing in the corner. When Yurio is questioned, he goes a bright, furious red and hollers “I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT THOSE IDIOTS! THEY’VE BEEN FLIRTING ALL SEASON! I AM A GOLD MEDALIST! Ask me about skating!” When Minami is questioned, he curls up his cute little nose and laughs, “Oh, you didn’t know? Coach’s liked him since he started skating; Viktor was his inspiration.” Minami is Katsuki Yuuri’s number 1 fan. Nothing gets past him.

–The “rivalry” is disbanded. Yuuri and Minami start training in Russia the next year.

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Ahhh, geez. I’d have to actually put more thought into this. But thanks for asking, Nonny! SO MUCH FLIRTY BANTER, you are right!!

No, It’s Bucky: Part 11

Fic Type: Reader insert

Relationship/pairing: Bucky/ Female Reader

Word count:  2,665

Warnings: Bad writing (lol) A few curse words, more bad writing and more curse words

After a fight in the 12th grade, the reader and Bucky don’t speak for 6 years until the reader moves back to her home town for a work.

THINGS THAT ARE VERY GOOD WILL HAPPEN BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN BUCKY ISN’T A LITTLE SHIT. AU story

A/N: Here is Part 11. I think the next Chapter will be the last so guys, It’s nearly over!!!

All errors are mine.

| Part 10 |                   | Part 12 | - Coming soon     




Job interviews are actually the bane of your existence. How does answering a series of predictable questions show your work ethic and prove to the potential employer that you are the best person for the job?

And why the hell did you insist on being interviewed for this job, honestly!  Are you insane? Have you actually gone off the deep end?!

Your potential new boss Peggy looked at you with a smile on her face, it was a look that scared you and comforted you at the same time. With an exhale, you continued on with the interview. From what Peggy had explained about the position was that this class is the outcome of an influx of new students and no space in other classrooms. Basically you had a whole new class to teach if you accepted the position. And the pay was about double what you are making now.

Your heart was definitely torn. This was the kind of position that you have dreamed of, not many out of college students get the opportunity to have; let alone be offered a full time position this soon. And if you take the position, all you have to do make arrangements with the school you are at and then you can start Monday.

With a smile you shake hands with Peggy and make your leave. Your decision had been made. Now it was time to let everyone know.

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Spelling Fights

Originally posted by elennemigo

Word Count: 1,816

Authors: Deka & Ale

Warning: None, just fluffiness

Pairing: Benedict Cumberbatch x Wife!Reader

Summary: The little fight between an American and a British couple

Credits to this video for the awesome interview: https://youtu.be/eX2M6Lf8WKc

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Machetes and Mascara

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, 

Warnings: Fluff, Some slight violence, A touch of angst. Clueless Dean, Confused Dean, Clueless Sam, Smart Castiel, Unsure reader, Attempts at humor, Romance. 

Notes: So I wrote this for @chaos-and-the-calm67 , who wasn’t feeling good and wanted some fluffy Dean to cheer her up! I hope I did this justice!! This kind of fits in with my #LoveYourFlaws challenge, although there is no song. I just went that way with the fic, and I hope that it worked! 

Word Count: 4893

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When YouTube Meets Superstar (Harry Styles)

Summary: A sort of prequel to YouTube Trivia, in other words the boyfriend tag video.


An Instagram post, that’s how we’d decided to tell people we were dating. I never liked the idea of making a supper long video or tweet to explain nor justify why I was dating someone, it just wasn’t my preferable choice of confirmation unless it was the only way. But not in this case so we opt to posting one of our favorite photos together. Mine was a four part picture from a photo booth we’d been and I ended up loving the silly/cute faces and posses we did, Harry’s in the other hand was different his was somewhat cheesy, it was from last years holiday to Costa Rica the picture had been taking from one of our friends and had actually turned out really good seeing as we didn’t know it had been taken. We were on the porch of the beach house we’d rented for the time being, me leaning on Harry’s chest as he had his arms around me as we laughed from something our friend Mark had probably said.

Ever since my tweeter had been flooding with people asking us to do some sort of video. It was definitely a struggle but after much pleading and kisses I’d convinced Harry of doing a video. And that was exactly what we were about to do. I had my phone ready as I looked at myself in the view finder one last time.

“You look great love, can we please just start the video and be done with it?” Harry asked already over with it

“Don’t be so moody Styles, you may not want to do this right now but by the end of the video I know you’ll want to make more with me” I said winking at him as I pressed record

“Sure I will..” He said sarcastically

“Hello everyone and welcome back to my channel” I started my normal into ignoring Harry’s little remark “As you can see today I’m joined by a very special someone, would you like to introduce yourself?” I asked turning to look at Harry

“Hi, I’m Harry” He said nervously

“Now about a month ago we posted some photos on Instagram confirming a curtain suspicion you’ve all had for quite a while now but apart from the photos we didn’t say anything regarding to the situation.” I explained

“Can I just say that I don’t think we needed to explain anything, I mean the photos kind of say it all” Harry bumped in

“Yeah they pretty much did. But ever since that happened you guys have been constantly asking us to do any type of relationship based video, more specifically the boyfriend tag. So without further due lets start this thing, shall we?” I said with my phone in hand to which he nodded “Okay first question; Where did we meet?” Asked looking at him

“Is this kind of like I have to guess it right or who says it first?” He asked

“No..” I frowned chuckling “It’s just like a conversation about these things”

“Oh so like us informing them about it” He said to which I nodded “Okay, okay. Well if we’re talking first meet it was at a party that.. was it Ed the one who throwing the party?”

“Yeah it was Ed. As you guys know we’re both good friends with Ed and I’d previously told him about my crush on Harry to which he thought would be a good idea to throw a party, invite us and in the process try to ‘hook us up’” I said making air quotations

“Ugh.. I don’t like that term..” Harry said squinting his face

“Me neither but it was what he was trying to do” I said shrugging in the process

“Yeah I remember Ed and I were talking about something and he kept looking around every so often and asked him who he was looking for, after a while you showed up because he was all like 'Hey there’s someone I want you to meet’ and we walked over to a small group of people you were talking to and yeah that’s pretty much it.” Harry explained

“Umm where was out first date?” I read out “This is actually quite funny because a lot of people always presume we went to like a super fancy restaurant or did something luxurious but we didn’t, it was an amazing date nonetheless” I said smiling

“Yeah I’ve seen comments like that being made but we had been good friends before even thinking of being something else and she’d been to my place a fare amount of times before so I invited her over, made dinner and we ended up talking and watching movies all night.” He mentioned

“It was good. Okay, what was our first impressions of each other?” I said thinking back to when we first met “I think my first impression of you when actually meeting you not from like videos of you doing interviews or anything like that, I just remember thinking 'Oh lord he is as attractive as I thought he would be and I’m going to kill Ed for doing this.” I finished up laughing to which he joined

“This is going to sound bad but my first impression of you was that you had a really nice body..” He said making me gasp

“What!?” I said trying to sound shocked and slightly ofended “So you just liked my body that much you decided to talk to me?” I asked with a raised eyebrow

“Well not to that point..” He started making me let out a loud gasp in a 'ofended’ tone “But I did like your body, you were wearing a fitted dress and it looked really good on you” He said shrugging

“So basically you’re with me because of my body that’s what you’re trying to say” I said looking away from him pretending to be disappointed

“What? Babe no.. That’s not what I meant you know that..” He said hugging me from the side and kissing my cheek in the process

“Sure Styles.. Let’s keep going shall we?” I said making a pop noise with my mouth before looking back at my phone

We kept on answering the various questions, me opting to skip a few since they were a bit silly. It was pretty fun and interesting to see what Harry would answer to some of the questions like what do we argue about the most, what is one food I dislike or who wears the pants in the relationship which had us a little rant about it. But over all it was a proper laugh.

“Uhh this one is good. What is something you do that I wish you didn’t?” I asked knowing exactly what it was and by the look on his face he knew as well

Groaning he said “I already now what you’re going to say..”

“Really? What do you think I’m going to say?” I said chuckling

“You’re going to say that I leave clothes in some places through the house..” He said with a little groan

“In some places?” I asked to which he closed his eyes “This boy leaves clothes everywhere and I mean everywhere throughout the house. I could be in the kitchen and see a shirt or jacket laying around.” I said laughing

We continued on a few more questions until it was time to finish.

“Okay last question; If I could live anywhere, where would it be?” I asked putting down my phone

“Oh this ones easy.” He said not having to think too much about it “(Y/N) liked to talk about Iceland a lot when we first met. And our first sort of holiday together was to Iceland, we liked going there so much that we actually bought a house there..” He said making my eyes go wide since I hadn’t said anything about this in my channel

“Harry!” I said shaking my head “I hadn’t told them yet..”

“Oh sorry..” He said with a half smile

“Just so you guys know we’re not going to move there or anything like that. We bought the house because the place we go to is sometimes really hard to find a place to rent so one day while we walked around I say a house that looked beautiful and it said it was on sale..” I explained “Long story short we bought the house but we aren’t going to move there”

“Not yet..” Harry murmured but not quiet enough and I knew the mic had caught

“Harry..” I said in a warning voice “Anyway that is all I have for today. I hope you guys enjoyed this video, if you did please give it a thumbs up and subscribe if your it already. I’ll see you again next week. Bye!” I said waving goodbye as Harry joined

Getting up I went and turned off the camera and started disconnecting everything to start and put things away. Looking back at Harry I smiled and said.

“So how was that for your first video?” I asked with a smirk

“It was actually fun..” He said getting up and coming next to me “I might do it again sometime” Leaning down he kissed me then started to walk out the room

“I’ll take that to word Styles!” I said loudly as I finished up turning off the lights besides the camera.

Essays in Existentialism: Revolution

The revolutionist and the reporter sent to interview her.

On the busy corner, in the busy little converted storefront, the bell above the door rang almost nonstop with the constant opening and closing of the old front door. Telephones warbled in their cradles before being hastily answered in quiet voices.The general murmur and sounds of the office blended together until it was just a harmonious kind of hum with no real sound at all, melding itself to almost fill the large floor, going into every corner, never pressing too hard, but leaning against the walls and windows all the same. 

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The Second Installment of the Seduction of Lord Vader, as told by A.H. Soka and Y.O.Da

Obi Wan was in Scarif, which was concerning actually. Obi Wan Kenobi, Rebel Operative, Dashing Duke, and Pirate King, should not be within a system of the Empire’s top secret military research base, much less in the very city in which it was located.

Still Vader took his fleet off to check it out and, as was typical when Obi Wan was involved, arrived just in time for the explosions to start. The Citadel Tower, which housed the massive databanks of the Imperial military research initiatives, was in flames. 

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salad-notq  asked:

Um... Here I come again, sorry... I don't know if I already had sent you a request but if I haven't may I request a headcanon where the RFA+ V and unknown react to MC being so good at doing Kpop dance cover or just dance cover in general? Thank you..

HELLO MOD SAERAN HERE :3 see I don’t know any Kpop songs D: so I did my best :) 

Jumin: *his pov*

  • *BZZZZZ BZZZZ BZZZZZZ* UGH…… what do people want. I already told MC I’m in a meeting. I’m just going to ignore it. *BZZZZZ BZZZZZ BZZZZZ BZZZZ* WHHAAAAT. I excused myself politely from the conference room and made my way to my office. This better be good. I sat down on my chair roughly, annoyed of the constant buzzing. I put my finger on the unlock button and well well well. It was the RFA Chatroom. Might as well see what the big deal is.
  • I entered the password for the Chatroom and I saw my girlfriend as the topic of conversation. I also saw Yoosung saying that I was going to be very upset when I found out what saeyoung did. I scrolled down and saw Saeran that he had nothing to do it with while Zen was just laughing “ his ass off” end quote. MC told me he never had one so I’m guessing he is laughing his bones off.
  • Curiosity got the best of me and I asked what in the world is going on. Everyone stopped while Zen sent me a link. Saeyoung begged for me not to open it while his twin was telling me to do it. So I clinked on the link and it was a livestream of MC in her pole dancing class. Okay why am I seeing WAIT MC IN A POLE DANCING CLASS. WHAT IS SHE DOING. I quickly emailed the link to my email and watched it on my personal laptop. She has “ dance for you by Beyoncé” playing and she is the center of attention. JESUS Christ. Is this the surprise she was telling me about
  • I almost forgot that Saeyoung knew about this and why the fuck did he spy on MC? I went back in and casually typed “ Saeyoung I’m going to find you and i will kill you” *Seven left the chatroom*
  • I kept replaying the video cause holy damn *locks door and ;) *

Yoosung:

  • *my college people* you know those precious emails you get that sometimes throughout the day…. you know where you are feeling tired and you are just done with the day… AND THEN YOU GET A CLASS IS CANCELED EMAIL!!!!! Yeah Yoosung got that. His last 2 classes for the day was freaking canceled and dead lord baby JESUS can I get an amen. < I freaking live for those emails>
  • This freaking man wanted to surprise you so he didn’t text you that his classes were canceled. Instead he went to your favorite food place and order takeout so he can take it with you with a rose and sunflower :3
  • He was already entering the key to the apartment when he heard a strange noise
  • “All you ladies pop your pussy like this” and he sees you stretching getting ready to do gods knows what
  • “Shake your body, don’t stop, don’t quit” he then sees you put your hands on your knees hyping yourself up “All you ladies pop that thing like this” you were yelling and he was so confused as to why “Shake your body, don’t stop, don’t quit” you were shaking your ass or what people call it twerking and you were just shaking your ass everywhere… making it seem like bobble head but ass version “Just do it, do it, do it, do it, do it now” you stood up and you started to clap like a seal
  • You were touching yourself sexually, you squeezed your boobs and then glided your hands to your pussy and patted it “Lick it good suck this pussy, just like you should”
  • “Right now, Lick it good” your hands then went upwards and you were thrusting into the air “Suck this pussy just like you should” you were screaming ‘YASSS BITCH LETS DO THIS’
  • “My Neck, my back” your hands went quickly to your neck and then your back arching it a bit
  • “Lick my pussy and my crack,” you went back to your pussy patting it a bit and then you twirled and spanked your ass and then you heard stuff dropping and you saw your boyfriend with a major nosebleed

Zen: *this HC is a mess sorry LMAO*

  • It was already 6:00pm and Zen usually comes home around 9:30 so you always started preparing for dinner around 6:30 so everything can be ready once he came home c: you were making mac n cheese, mash potatoes, and spaghetti, you always cooked more than enough so he has the chance to take some of your cooking to work c:
  • You washed your hands, put on your apron and began cutting onions, peeling the potatoes and everything. You had this nack about you that you cant concentrate without having music on. You put on pandora and you were hoping for a happy song but you got a sad song… “Im Not The Only One” by Sam Smith.. Great… your mother always told you to cook in a happy mood if not, the food would come out horrible. So you stopped and got a can of beer and pretended to be in a music video.
  • “Now sadly i know why… your heart is unattainable…. YOOUU SAAAAY IM CRAAZZZZYYYY CAUSE YOU THINK I DONT KNOW WHAT YOUU DOONE” YOU were whaling the lyrics that you started to cry. You got up and got the broom and started to dance with it crying.
  • You started to spin the broom around but your 5th can of beer and emotional Sam Smith music got you feeling some type of way
  • You went on your knees crying banging the floor singing your little heart out. Now pandora decided to fuck you over and play “Not Over You” by Gavin DeGraw. You were thinking about the times you and zen had arguments. “If you asked me how im doing i would say im doing just fine.. I sit down at a table set for two… and finally im force to face the truth.. Im not over you..” You got up and got the broom and you were legit ballroom dancing with it crying. You were ready to cry even more… about to yell the next lyrics till the song stop…
  • “ (y/n) baby… are you okay… are you planning on leaving me D:” you saw your boyfriend home early … shit… this is awkward….

Jaehee:

  • Jaehee always knew you always love to dance but she never seen you dancing before and she was determined to figure out what you do. So she decided to look you up on Youtube and she saw fanpages of you D:
  • She felt bad because she never knew you had fan pages because you rarely talked about your dance career. She clicked on some of the videos and she notice its mostly pair contemporary dancing. She really loved how you dance.
  • She was taking screenshots and everything c,:. She was joining fan pages and even buying merch LMAO
  • She was loving your dance until she saw a video that said “American Championship Winner: (y/n) 2012
  • It was a routine of you and only you. You were dancing thru fire, or how the comments suggested, contemporary parkour lmao. She noticed how freely you moved with the music that she found herself crying with the audience. She wonder why you had so much passion in that dance that she started to youtube interviews of your inspiration for that dance. SHe couldn’t find it because she soon realized the date.
  • It was a week before your parents were murdered.

Saeyoung:

  • OKAY THIS MAN KNEW EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU OKAY. SO FOR HIM TO NOT KNOW ONE THINGS ABOUT YOU REALLY SHOOKED HIM. You guys had sex and he was saying how much he loved you and how he loves that he knew everything about you. You could of simply lied and continue on but you wanted to give your man a challenge. You turned to face him and let your thumb outline his lips. You started to lick the tip of your thumb and then he gave it a good suck.
  • You smirked because you knew he was gonna be shook. You leaned in with excitement “there is one thing you dont know about me, good luck trying to find it because its not under my name, thats the only hint ill give you my love” and you kissed his ear. He was like what the fuck.
  • He was lowkey thinking you were a porn star but he knew you would of slapped him if he asked. So he spent 1 week trying to figure out what the hell you were. Till he finally found it.
  • He was looking thru videos that he knew you loved. He looked up gamers and looked thru every channel and you weren’t there. It took him 3 tries till he started to look up dancing videos.  
  • He went thru contemporary, lyrical, hip hop, everything and yet he couldnt find you D: till he saw in the recommended list “how to lapdance: advance” and he clicked on it and instant nose bleed. You were wearing a dose masquerade masks and you were giving techniques on how to do lap dance… to people… who are already advanced… he subscribed and closed the door, got lotion and couldn’t wait till you got home.

V:

  • He loved how you mode so elegantly then after he made you twirl, you found him on one knee with a little velvet royal blue box open
  • During the RFA party, you danced with all the members but however, since V recently had his eye surgery, he was just sitting down and enjoying the view he couldn’t see once before
  • You were still nervous around him but you got the balls to ask him to dance with you and he accepted. He wasnt a good dancer because he never truly did dance only just moved side to side.
  • You loved to dance, especially ballroom because you always loved how elegant the man and women look dancing thru clouds
  • V however… he tried his best and he felt bad that he stopped dancing and went back to his seat. He felt useless not giving the women he has a crush on a simple dance. He noticed Jumin bowing down slightly asking for your hand to a dance. He hated that. He loved his brother but he was perfect at everything, well under the circumstances, he was forced to know everything perfectly.
  • You politely denied and went to V to teach him the basic steps. You were slowly teaching him how to ballroom dance for many months till the next party
  • You two were the stars of the party :,D
Imagine being in a secret relationship with Barba

Imagine being in a secret relationship with Barba

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” you sighed heavily burying your head into the pillow.

You had only got home about an hour ago after a really long day you had dinner but as soon as your head hit the pillow your phone began to ring. You groaned into your mattress as you rolled over to your nightstand.

Grabbing your phone you answered, “Y/L/N?”

Rolling back over to Barba who was also lying on the bed. He was on his side leaning his head up with his elbow. As you gave vague answers into your phone he began playing with your hair. You kept on looking up at him pulling faces before you had to hang up. You turned to look at him and sighed.

“You got to go?” he asked though he already knew the answer.

“Unfortunately.” you answered getting out of bed and taking your pyjama shirt off for something more appropriate.

“My poor little detective. Is their anything I can do?” he teased.

“You can come with me?” you replied raising your eyebrow as you pulled your pants off.

“Ahh I would but one of the many benefits of being a lawyer. We don’t get involved until much later. Hopefully not until morning.” he said lying down on his back and nestling into the pillows.

You picked up the pillow from the chair and threw at his face. The impact jerked him upwards.

“Hey. No need to play dirty. We can do that later after I get long night sleep.” he teased once again.

“Stop gloating, I’m going to get you out of this bed before dawn if its the last thing I do.” you mock threatened pulling out a jacket.

“I dunno Y/N. Everything you do usually make me want to get into bed not out.” he winked moving along the bed so he was now at the foot closer to you. Lying provocatively.

“Wanna bet?” you said walking back towards the bed and getting up in his face.

“Depends, what do I win?” he said lifting his up so it was closer.

Their was a long pause complete with smirk filled stare-down.

“I have to go.” you chuckled

You kissed him briefly on the lips before beginning to walk out.

“I love you.” I called as you walked out the bedroom door.

“Love you too.” he called back as you walked across your apartment and out the front door.

You and Barba had been working together for three years and dating for two and half. No one you worked with knew you were together in fear that either one of you might loose your jobs. You had met when you joined SVU. You had met Liv at an interrogation seminar that you were leading. You were an interrogation specialist and had made detective quickly when you joined the NYPD. Olivia had called you for a specialist interrogation with a serial for was holding a girl whose time was running out.

You met the rest of the squad before you went in. When you got a location not to mention a confession in record time. You left the interrogation room. The squad had run off leaving a lone man standing at the window watching.

“Impressive.” he greeted as you stepped out the doorway.

“Thanks. Wasn’t too tough guys like these all you’ve got to do is play to their ego and bring up their mommy issues.” you replied.

“Still, I didn’t expect him to break so soon.” he commented.

“Like I said you play to whatever the deep routed issue is and they usually break.” you smiled at him.

“And how did you know what that was?” he questioned.

“You can tell usually by looking at them.” you answered.

“That’s hardly plausible.” he scoffed.

“What? You don’t think it’s possible?” you shot back.

“No, I don’t.” he replied, “It’s more plausible that you read his file before going in.”

“Plausible, but incorrect.” You fired back, “ All I did was look at him. If you don’t believe me. I can do you.”

“Excuse me?” he said shocked as if he had misheard you.

“I’ll evaluate you.” you repeated.

You looked him up and down for a few seconds.

“Is this…” he began.

“Spanish American. Early to mid thirties.” you interrupted, “Unmarried most like single probably due to the heavy workload as …I would guess as an attorney. I’d say raised by a single mother. So you probably have some sort of Daddy issues due to his absence.”

“And who are you exactly…” he began to ask annoyed only to be interrupted by Olivia.

“We found the girl. Alive thankfully. EMTs says she’ll pull through.” Olivia informed.

“That’s great.” you beamed.

Seeing the awkwardness between you two she introduced you both.

“Oh Detective Y/N Y/L/N meet our ADA Rafael Barba.” Olivia introduced.

“Counsellor.”you greeted stretching out your hand.

“Detective.” he returned shaking your hand.

After that case and after finding out you were up for transfer she offered you a position on the squad. You work together for six months before you started dating. You’d talk at work and exchange pleasantries but not much else. You can’t really pinpoint a date but something just happened between you two. You’d started making jokes at each others expense and started to have a healthy bickering with each other. You got to know each other a little better. You got really close when a case came up where the complaint witness was deaf girl and you were the only one who knew sign language.

You translated as he interviewed her and prepped her for trail. You spent days with him working will all the witness most of whom who were deaf themselves. You testified for her as a translator. The trail was long and lengthy. You spent an extended period together. Late nights and high running emotions lead to deep personal conversations. He talked about his Dad and how he always felt slightly abandoned, his childhood and working his way up. You talked about how you grew up in an upper class family. Talked about how after your older brother and father died in car crash with fleeing drug runners your mother became a drug lord herself. Leaving you to practically raise yourself and your younger brother. And how you got him and yourself out of her criminal activities.

It was after the trail when he asked you out on a date. He asked you to meet him in the empty courtroom. He was leaning against his desk. You’d expected him to be happy especially because you had won. You asked him what was wrong and after some probing he admitted that he was feeling about down because you two were going to see each other as much. Then as a fix to his problem you suggested that you could ask you out which was followed by him you actually asking you out.

Your first date went great and so did all the others that followed. You really liked Barba. He wasn’t like anyone else you had dated before. He was snappy and sarcastic just like you. He could handle all your insults and fire them right back. He thought it was cute that your were a bit childish but appreciated your seriousness when it was needed. He knew you never got to be a kid when you were an actual kid.You liked how sassy he was and you loved all of his awful teasing. You admired how good he was at his job and how hard he worked and vice versa. You were a good fit.

He told you he loved you about two months into it after you failed to make his favourite dinner. He came home to his apartment almost burnt down and you swinging a kitchen towel in an attempt to get rid of the smoke. You apologised incessantly as soon as you saw him but all he did was kiss and tell you how lucky was to have you. And then as he wiped the stray flour off your face he told you he loved you. You said it back obviously. You moved in with each other after eight months together.

And it all went on from their and no one you worked with suspected a thing. Which was surprising because you worked with a bunch of talented detectives. You maintained your sarcastic bickering banter at work so not to arouse suspicion from your co-workers. It was funny though. You and Rafael constantly joked that all they needed to do was look at the pictures on his desk and they would see a picture of you two together that you took on a date. He kept it tucked right under his computer monitor he said it was so he could see you whenever things got tough but you thought it was because no one would notice unless they were looking but you didn’t mind either way.

You two had a great relationship but you did fight. Mostly about not seeing each other enough much like the situation tonight and sometime disagreements from work spilled over at home despite your attempt at a no shop talk rule. Your most infamous fight was last year when you came back from a forty-eight hour shift and you had asked him to send a cheque for younger brother who was studying at Stanford for his rent. He had forgotten and your emotions were running high due to extremely bad day at work.

You started screaming at him and he started screaming back thinking you were simply over-reacting. You told him he was absolutely useless and that he was always too focused on himself to do anything for anyone else. He argued back that he had been working just like you and it was a mistake as he just forgotten. Then you screamed you couldn’t take it anymore and told him it was over before you left, slamming the door behind you. You didn’t go back home that night either. You stayed at a hotel that night and you turned off your phone not wanting to talk to him. You kept it off until work. you felt bad for the way you treated him realising you were taking your frustration with the case out on him.

You walked into the squad-room slightly dishevelled due to your lack of stuff. You walked in to see Rafael pacing the squad-room. He caught sight of you and immediately the look of worry and concern dropped and was replaced with relief. You knew that you had scared him. At that second he couldn’t do anything as everyone was around but later on that day you went to his office after he had whispered for you to do so in passing. When you got their he hugged you tightly and showered you in kisses before berating you for worrying him so much.

“Sorry, to drag you out of bed.” Sonny said meeting you at the entrance of the crime scene.

“Don’t worry about it. I was barely in it.” you commented raising the crime scene tape and stepping in it.

“That’s why I go to bed as soon as I get home. You can eat at your desk but you can’t sleep at it.” he pointed out.

“I’ll keep that in mind. So what have we got here.” you asked.

He rattled off the details. Female, early thirties, lives alone was found earlier that night when the neighbours dog started barking at the door, ME says she’s probably been dead a few days and that their were clear signs of sexual assault. You moved away from the primary crime scene and went into the woman bedroom. Something definitely off.

“Carisi!” You called from inside the bedroom.

“You find something?” he asked stepping into the room.

“Something look off to you?” you asked motioning to the room.

“No.” he answered stepping besides you.

You walked crossed the room and with your pen you picked up watch from the side table.

“A watch?” he asked confused.

“A mens watch.” you corrected.

“How do you know that?” he questioned.

“I bought a similar one for my boyfriend on our anniversary.” you answered examining the watch.

“Am I ever going to meet this boyfriend of yours?” he asked taking note of the watch.

“Their’s also mens clothing in the closet. Kind of suspicious especially because you said she lived alone.” you informed ignoring his question.

He peered into the closet and you two started bouncing ideas off each other when a some guy started screaming outside the apartment. Claiming he was the boyfriend of the victim you took him downtown. He was career drug dealer but he had an alibi and demanded a deal of immunity before he revealed what he knew to either of you.

“I think we should call Barba in before we offer anything.” Sonny said exiting the interrogation room.

“Should I call him?” you offered barely able to contain your excitement over winning this bet.

“I can do it.” he said beginning to walk out.

“No.” you began stopping with your hand, “Let me. Their is nothing that will bring me more joy than getting that asshole out of bed at 3.00 am.”

“Alright,” he chuckled, “I swear, Y/N. If you weren’t in a relationship he’d ask you out in an instant.”

“You think so.” you probed.

“Oh definitely. You should see the way he looks at you when you talk. Also you guys are great together. Work-wise, obviously .” he commented.

“Hmm. Too bad I’m in relationship.” you sighed snapping your fingers before walking out and picking up your phone.

You went into the locker-room knowing no one would hear you in their. You called Rafael and it took three rings before he picked up.

“Hello.” he answered groggily into the phone.

“Hey counsellor. This is your official wake up call and announcement of your defeat.”you teased.

“Ahh, what crazy reason have you made up so you can drag me down there?” he asked.

“One of suspects isn’t going to talk without a certain sexy smouldering ADA offering him a deal.” you informed flirtatiously .

“Tempting, but I’m sure this could have waited until morning detective.” he replied.

“On the contrary Counsellor. Justice for a murdered young woman shouldn’t wait until morning.” You argued.

“Alright. I’m on my way. You win.” he sighed giving in and clearly getting up.

“Ooo, what do I win?” you asked suggestively.

“The presence of my fine ass.” he answered before hanging up the phone.

#170 - For anonymous

Filling the prompt “Something about funny little videos from backstage hanging out and having a laugh with Van and the boys, maybe just filmed on someone’s phone, or creating funny vines whilst drunk? And then I was thinking that they find their way onto this hellhole trash heap of a website, and the protagonist (sorry I don’t know what else to say lol) seeing the fans’ reactions to the videos.”

Note: I know that the videos I reference in this fic happen at very different times, but I’m gonna screw with reality’s timeline a bit. Thank you to the following people for sending me their favourite Catfish videos: @dustordiamonds @unravelled-w0rds @kookygranger @rosyrenaissance @donthurtyour and a couple of Anons.


Glancing at Bob, who was stretched out on the hotel bed next to you, you smirked at him, then both continued watched the ‘fight’ unfold. Van was trying to feed Larry, who was adamant that he wasn’t hungry.

“I don’t know why he does this. I’ll go to him in the kitchen 'Have a Jaffa cake,’ he’ll go 'You know I fucking hate Jaffa cakes.’ And I’ll see him eat a Jaffa cake!” Van said, his voice a confusing mix of amused and annoyed.

“But not twenty minutes ago-” Larry went to reply, but Van wasn’t having it. They talked over the top of each other.

“You wanna start a fight? I don’t wanna start a fight. I’m dead peaceful!” Van said.

“I’m not hungry,” Larry said, clearly frustrated at Van’s inability to understand that. “I’m not hungry,” he repeated. A few beats of silence. “I'm… not… hungry…” he said, using his hands for emphasis.

They looked at each other, holding back smirks. You stopped recording.

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i am lost in you; [1/3]

powerful business woman alex danvers meets her personal assistant maggie sawyer.

inspired by chylers and flos glaad appearance.

ao3.

i.

Alex still wasn’t sure how she ended up running one of the biggest companies in the world. For real, she has no idea how it happened. But it did happen, somehow and now she is one of the most powerful women in the world and to say that she was proud is an understatement.

Sure, her sister may be Supergirl, an alien and a hero to everyone in National City but Alex was a powerful business women who owned half of National City.

And really, her sister was more a hero for her than most people can imagine, and she dearly loved her with everyone she had but there were moments when Alex wanted to strangle her. Like, when she decided to hire Alex a personal assistant because she ‘needed more time for herself’. But Alex knew Kara’s true intentions.

“Come on Alex, you really should start dating again. It’s fun, believe me.” Kara cheekily smiled at her bigger sister, while sitting on a thousand dollars chair, a file in her one hand and pizza in the other.

“I date.” Alex replied lamely and Kara rolled her eyes.

“Going out with someone on tinder for drinks doesn’t count as a date.”

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The Contest-Part 7

To celebrate Supernatural’s 15th season, the producers have decided to hold a contest to cast an unknown in a recurring role as Sam’s rumored love interest. They are doing open casting calls all over the country. Your best friend Nikki wants to go and she drags you along.

Characters: Reader, Best friend Nikki (OC), Jared Padalecki, Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins, Cliff, Emily (OC) other Supernatural cast and crew

A/N: This is my first attempt at writing about Jared and Jensen and the show.  Please be gentle as I am a delicate flower LOL.  For the purposes of this story, Jared and Misha are both divorced.  No hate please! I’m sure Gen and Vicki are lovely!

Part 1 (all parts are linked)

I felt Jared tense beside me.  For a brief second, I didn’t know what to say or do. When I looked over at Jared, he was opening his mouth to say something, so I kicked him in the shin.  He snapped his mouth closed immediately.

I looked at the interviewer and laughed.  “I WISH we were an item!  I mean, LOOK at him!  I’m flattered that people are gossiping about us already. It’s good buzz for the show.  I must be better at this whole acting thing than I thought.” I winked at Jared and he gave me a big smile. 

The show’s publicist rescued us and said we were needed in wardrobe so we had to go.  We both jumped out of the chairs so fast Jared actually knocked his over. We got out of there as quickly as we could.  I could hear the publicist chewing the girl out for asking me such an inappropriate question.

Jared turned to me as we were walking.  “You are amazing, you know that? You handled that like a pro. She totally blindsided you.  Your answer was perfect.”

“I just told her the truth.”  I said, and I ducked into wardrobe before Jared could say anything.

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archival-hogwash  asked:

Hi there! Big fan here, wondering if you'd be down to take on the "famous person is interviewed about when they were in love and HOLD UP IT'S their long-lost love" for RogueJedi (Bodhi Rook x Luke Skywalker)?

Oooh, a chance to write two of my favorite Space Disasters! Yes please! 

Also, you are the sweetest! (blushes) (throws a fic at you)

Bodhi was comfortable, sprawled out on the couch, feet up on the ottoman. He was  half-attending to his phone and half-watching the television when Jyn came out of the kitchen with a plate full of sandwiches and offered him one.

Bodhi took the sandwich. “You’re the best.”

“You know it.” Jyn sat down on the couch next to him, leaning against him slightly.

“Cassian is right there.” Bodhi said, gesturing at Jyn’s boyfriend seated at the kitchen table, head buried in his laptop.

“Well, I’m cold and you’re right here. Deal.” Jyn said.

The television droned in the background, “And next up we have Commander Luke Lars, with his new book ‘Skywalker.’ Commander Lars, it’s good to have you with us.”

Call me Luke, please.”

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fic: get your workout on

But, Phil thinks that maybe this all happens in his head because the man’s girlfriend is right next to him, and she doesn’t look as genuinely worked up about her boyfriend making orgasm noises, here, against the gym floor, as much as Phil Lester is.

(Or, the story of reluctant fitness trainer Phil Lester and the hilarity of imagining Dan Howell voluntarily exercising for him.)

Word count: 2k

Tags: First meeting, ridiculous amounts of flirting (only rivalled by their recent baking vid tbh), Dan Howell exercising, light smut, fluff, humor 

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