hand planing

okay so i know the idea that Green suggested the vacation is a popular one but consider this:

Red goes to Viridian and hands Green two plane tickets, a pair of sunglasses and a tourism brochure for Alola and just manages to get out through a small voice crack “You wanna go with me?”

Imagine: Jared and you getting too many paparazzi questions.

Originally posted by 50shadesofjaredleto

Jared and you walked off the plane hand in hand. You had just spent a glorious week vacationing with him. Just the two of you. Neither of you were ready to face reality. You were sure some scummy paparazzi had taken a photo of you on the beach and you were not ready to face that fact.

Jared’s assistant collected your luggage and the two of you started to walk towards to the exit. “Hold on one sec.” You said, as you dug through your bag for your headphones.

You began to put them in when Jared asked what you were doing.

“I don’t care to hear what the paparazzi has to say.”

Jared squeezed your hand and learned closer to you. “You don’t need those, Cassidy. I’ll be with you the whole time. It doesn’t matter what they say.”

You put the headphone back into your purse and Jared led the way to the arrival area. As soon as the door opened, your vision was flooded by flashing lights coming from all angles. You put on the smile you’d become accustom to and made your way through the crowd.  

“Cassidy, how was the vacation?”

“Do we hear wedding bells for you two?” Jared squeezed your hand again as you tried to ignore what they were saying.

It seemed as though the closer you got to the exit of the airport the worse the things they said.

“Cassidy, do you really think this will last?”

“We all know Jared’s not one for relationships.” You could feel him tense up, but you were almost at the car, only a few more feet.

Once you were in the car if felt like your ears were ringing. Jared didn’t say anything as you left the airport.

“I told you we should have worn headphones.” You said trying to make light of what they said.

“You know this is different, right?”

“What do you mean?” You asked, looking for clarity.

“You’re different, love. This is different. I love you and I’m in this.”

“I know that.” You said, taking his hand. “I’m in this too.”

One more Famethyst Imagine I forgot:

Imagine Amethyst told everyone else about Pearl and what she’s really like (the team’s tactician, teacher, and engineer), and they quickly become impressed with her, which only increases after Pearl verbally dresses down Holly Blue. As a result, Pearl now has a new fanclub, with several of the Amethysts infatuated with her. Several of the Famethyst were cut down by her, and they start using it as a bragging right. More than one has expressed a desire for Pearl to step on their face. 

When they eventually do come to Earth, stories about Pearl have circulated to the point where she’s quickly swarmed with questions from eager fans. “Is it true you took down a whole squad of Quartzes all by yourself? Is it true you once threw a Nephrite out of her own plane one-handed? Is it true you summoned your spear while battling an Agate on the rim of a volcano and instantly started firing lasers of your sheer awesomeness?”

Pearl has to correct them - She didn’t figure out the lasers thing until after the war.

There should be a “Planeswalker’s guide to the Multiverse”...

>like a book of what to do and not to do on certain planes.
>a list of etiquette to follow, what different hand gestures do different plane inhabitants find offensive.
>a list of the best restaurants each plane has to offer.
>tourist spots and places of interests.
>travel bans like “Mirrodin is a no go zone, seriously stay out of there”
>a travel itinerary of planes who share similar traits…
>like the elvish tour, angel tour, dungeons and dragons tour etc.
>also a “for noob planeswalkers” itinerary and a “veteran walker” route.
>Helpful tips like “Planes where you can summon [insert creature type here]”
>The Gatewatch Hotline.
>The Infinite Consortium Hotline.
>The Story Circle Hotline.
>And of course a “spells of the multiverse” database.

college au
  • when keith has midterms, shiro stays up with him, mostly for moral support, refilling his coffee every so often, giving him words and smiles of encouragement, their ankles touching beneath the table. in the morning, shiro makes sure keith eats breakfast, and sees him off with “go, be great” and a good luck kiss to his temple.
  • sometimes keith walks shiro to lab, even though it’s all the way across campus. despite leaving early, sometimes shiro is late when a kiss goodbye turns into two, or four, or maybe more.
  • they try to keep the pda lowkey, it’s not really their thing. but anyone walking by can tell they’re in love; they just kind of exude it.
  • keith steals shiro’s university sweatshirts, likes the way the sleeves end right past the tips of his fingers, likes to tuck his knees into the shirt and shiro complains about stretching it out.
  • they room together, and sleep together, and text each other “what’s for dinner?” every night. there’s a chinese takeout place they love, where the owner knows their orders by heart.
  • fortune cookie fortunes are taken seriously. the first time they got chinese takeout before they were dating, they got a fortune that read “next full moon brings an enchanting evening.” that’s the night they first kissed and got together.
  • so, they count their anniversary by the full moons
But Only If You Promise

 Adam Cole x Reader

    You impatiently tapped your fingers on the armrest as you watched the animated map in front of you, an estimated time to arrival ticking down in the bottom right hand corner. The tiny plane inched across the dotted line slowly, showing the path flown between Los Angeles and Tokyo- It’d been like watching paint dry for 14 hours. “Ms. Y/N, would you please return your seat to the upright position? We’re preparing to land now.” You snap out of your zombie like state and smile with a nod, pressing the button on the side of the seat to readjust. It’d been months since you’d seen Adam and you couldn’t believe the moment was finally almost here. After countless days of X’s on your calendar you’d finally be in his arms again today. Now.

    You wander through Narita airport exhausted and make your way through customs, gathering your luggage as fast as possible. As you walk through the terminals it hits you that you’re finally here…and that Adam is waiting in arrivals just as excited as you are. You take a deep breath to calm the butterflies as you step onto the escalator down and watch an ocean of faces appear- and soon that includes a bright set of baby blues you’d recognize anywhere. “Y/N!” you hear his smooth, deep voice say as he pushes through to you. Adam quickly silks his arm around your lower waist and pulls you in, slightly lifting your short frame up to his height. “Adam!” you manage to squeak out as you embrace him fully. Burying your face into his chest you smell the familiar spice of his signature cologne entangling with the musk of leather. You breathe it in heavily with a sigh. This was your heaven on earth. Hell, this was your heaven anywhere. You feel a hand cup your chin and pull your face up to eye level. “I’ve missed those lovely golden eyes of yours so much.” You feel yourself flush a warm pink as he dips in and kisses you tenderly, the firmness of his lips sinking you into a melted bliss.

    Adam leads you out the airport and to his rental car without an ounce of hesitation, clearly he’d memorized the route by now. As he loads your luggage into the trunk he pauses. “So uh, Y/N?” You look over, confused by the mild hesitation in his voice. He nods and continues. “I know we usually go out to celebrate with the guys after a big show, and I promise you’ll get to see them eventually since i’m sure you miss them. I know they miss you too, Matt and Nick have been going on about how happy they are to see you again and i’m really not trying to take that away or anyth-” You cup his face and make him look at you. “Relaaaaax! I’m your girlfriend, not your mother. You shouldn’t be so scared to tell me anything. Spit it out!” The corners of his eyes turn up as he smiles and laughs widely, his shoulders relaxing as he reaches back to smooth his hair bun. “You’re right, i’m being stupid. I just wanted to know if you’d be okay with us just doing a private outing tonight? Without any of them… Just us two in the night, maybe with some nature?” Your eyes widened in surprise. You’d been dating Adam for 3 years and as sweet as he always was he was never a huge romantic. A gentleman for absolute sure, but he was always a little too playful for romance. He’d try here and there because he knew you loved it but it always went hilariously awry. You didn’t mind, though. It was a part of his charm and you’d never had a problem with it- I mean what else could you expect from the panama city playboy himself? “Since when am I the type to decline a romantic date with you? Of course i’d love that. I think i’d prefer it even, I haven’t seen you since Christmas and would love some time for ourselves.” He lit up instantly, the April sun jealous of the way his smile beamed so exuberantly. “Great! I promise I won’t screw this up like usual, i’m so happy to have you here with me again and I need to show you that.” His face softens as he caresses your cheek “So what do you say we head to the hotel to drop off your things now, pumpkin?”

    You stare up at the hotel in disbelief “The Ritz, Adam? The Ritz?!” He nervously chuckles as the valet unloads the car and drives away. The bellhop loads a shiny expensive looking cart with your bags and escorts you to the elevator to your room.  5th floor. 10th floor. Top floor. You walk out to an exceptionally nice hallway, following the tail of the bellhop before he stops at the final room. As Adam speaks to him and tips him you slowly enter the room. A small eloquent foyer greets you, decorated tastefully with a vanity and a space to store shoes. 2 massive oak doors await to be opened in front of you. He walks to them confidently and pulls them apart, revealing a wide open marbled floor peppered in rose petals trailing throughout the living room and kitchen- all with a city view. The living room table holds the biggest vase of roses you’ve ever seen and a huge plushie of your favorite character. You’re shaken out of your mesmerized state as he grabs your hand and brings it to his lips, kissing the top of it lightly before speaking into your knuckles gently “I did this all for you, Y/N. I want you to remember this trip as the best trip of your life. No ifs ands or buts about it.” You look away shyly, unable to understand what you did to deserve someone so loving. “But it’s so-” He puts his lips against yours sweetly, speaking against them reassuringly. “It’s so what? Out there? Different? Extravagant? Anything but too much for you because you deserve it all.” You lean your forehead against his and happily sigh. “I understand what i’m doing, and all I hope is that you will too by the end of tonight. I need this to be perfect for you, for us. In every way.” You’re confused by his sentence but excited at the same time. What could he possibly have in store for tonight?

    1!…2!…3! The crowd erupts in cheers and screams around you as the bell rings. “The winner and still your Ring of Honor world champion, Adam Cole!” Adam stumbles to his feet clutching his side and smirks triumphantly as his music hits. You’ve heard it hundreds of times yet you still can’t help but jump up and down clapping to the beat in the front row.

Dirty, sexy, sneaky thing. Power over all with the love you bring…

He grabs his title and holds it up, proudly celebrating yet another victory. As he makes his way out of the ring he pauses and looks at you and points at himself going along with the song. He holds up the number 4 and points at you and you blush. You’d always teasingly sing that part of the song at him… but something in his look was different. Something that made you think that maybe it wasn’t just silly antics tonight. Before you look too deep into it you decide it’s best to happily shrug it off and just start heading backstage to catch up with him and see where you’d be headed tonight. And so, you do.

    “You were amazing out there babe, i’m so proud of you!” You yell out as you run to his arms, his hair dripping all over you still wet from his shower. “Had to put on a good show for my lovely little lady at ringside! It’s not often I have you hear to root for me ya know.” You smile as you hug him tighter. “Okay okay Y/N, baby, I don’t need a broken rib now!” He chuckles as he pushes your hair out of your face and lifts it up to kiss you. “So how about we have that date now?” You nod your head eagerly, excited by the prospect of a well deserved night out with the love of your life. He packs his things back into his gym bag and you two make your way out back to the rental car. As you approach the car he pauses and grabs you. “Y/N, I want this to be a surprise…” He says as he reaches into his pocket. “May I?” He holds a small silk blindfold in his hand and wiggles it in the air in front of you with hopeful eyes. You nod and he eagerly steps behind you as he wraps it over your eyes and quickly ties it. He dips down and holds his lips to your neck, caressing you with his breath and a kiss as gentle as the cool spring breeze. “I love you so much, Y/N. I only hope that I can show you just how much tonight.” He walks you to your side of the car and helps you inside before closing the door behind you. You wait nervously in the silence. The driver’s door opens and the weight shifts as he boards the car. “Are you ready?” he asks nervously. “Ready as i’ll ever be.”

    You finally arrive as he slows to a stop and you hear him fumble with a few things before he lets out a calm and happy sigh. “Alright darling, let me help you out.” You giggle “Well, i’d sure hope you aren’t planning to leave me like this!” He laughs and you can almost see his little eye squint through the blindfold from how vividly you see it in your head. He gets out and closes the door and comes to your aid, lifting you out of your seat and turning you to a particular direction. “Walk with me.” he says as you breathe in the chill of the 2am air. You obediently follow and after a few steps you feel the change from pavement to concrete. Then from concrete to grass. He silently leads you for another minute before he stops and walks behind you. He plays with the long ends of your hair for a few seconds quietly before breaking the silence. “I hope you like pink.” You stiffen, confused by the words coming from his mouth. “Of course I-” he pulls on the silk and it drops immediately from your face to the floor and it’s instantly followed by your jaw. Your eyes are flooded by an ocean of pink petals everywhere- on the trees above you, next to you, under you. A never ending sea of sakura floating down into a dense pillow of even more blossoms, all alongside a dimly lit lake. “Now face me.” He calls from behind you, his voice husky. You’re so amazed by the sight, you don’t even hear him at first. “Y/N, darling, look this way please.” He beckons again.

    You slowly turn and your heart races as you see the actual surprise. Candles lay all over in a carefully scattered array with a small blanket in the center, a basket of food resting in the middle. “I can’t believe you planned this whole picnic for me Adam…I don’t know what to say. I… Thank you so much. I don’t know how I could’ve gotten so lucky…” your voice trails off as he smiles softly before he turns and starts silently walking towards the blanket. “Adam? Do i follow or…” He continues walking before he stops right in front of the blanket, in the center of the glittering candles. He nods at you, reassuring your question. You walk to him and as you reach him he grabs both your hands and cups them together to the center of his chest. “Y/N, can you feel my heart? How you make it race?” You shyly nod. “Since the day I first met you, you’ve made it race every second I’ve looked at you. As time went on I thought it’d fade, but instead it grew more profound. You made me second guess myself like no woman ever had. You made me nervous and excited every time without fail, no matter what the circumstance. It was then that I realized you had to be mine.” You stare at him in shock. Absolute blissful shock. Adam was affectionate and loving but this magnitude caught you off guard. You’d never felt so happy in your life. “I wanted every single smile to be because of me and not another man… and once you became my girlfriend I was in disbelief that now that’d be true. Time went on…and then it happened. The moment I knew I loved you was a random Tuesday morning after you had slept over. It was when you had turned to face me half asleep. Your hair was a mess falling across the pillow, your face was bare revealing every little “imperfection” you always complained about …and there was even a little bit of drool dried to the corner of your mouth. You looked like the sweetest little angel. I stared at you sleeping for the next hour with the most unimaginable level of adoration- I didn’t even think it was possible. I told you I loved you over the burnt banana pancakes i’d made you that morning. When you glowed and said you loved me back I felt like the luckiest man on earth.” He paused to catch his breath and kissed every one of your knuckles, his lips like a light feather brushing your skin. “I need to wake up to that face everyday forever, Y/N.” You stare up at his baby blues through your tears as they happily dance down your cheeks. He shyly grins as he releases your hands slowly. “I want to love and take care of you forever. I want to have you by my side forever, Y/N.” He reaches into his pocket and fumbles with something again. “I’ll even learn how to make better pancakes, I promise!” He chuckles and you giggle. Just like Adam to be so playful. You look up at him and nod…but gasp as he slowly drops to one knee. He gingerly pulls out a small velvet navy box and turns it to you as he opens it to reveal a beautiful sparkling ring. And for just this once he stares up at you now, his sapphire eyes lovingly watching every detail of you. 

“But only if you promise.”

Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed! Was my first time writing in a super long time! Please feel free to give any criticism (or general comments) so I can improve! ^^ (p.s. i know his njpw theme is diff from his RoH theme, sorry!)

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Draco on an airplane. Just picture it. Just do it. “Who in the hell does this? Bloody get me out of here! You muggles are mad!” *stands up to leave* “No thanks.” “Sit down, Draco.” Clutching your hand when the plane takes off and screaming a lil’ when there’s turbulence with a couple of ‘oh dear, it’s happening, we’re going to crash’. Cursing the whole time while leaving the plane after it lands and mumbling how you’re apparating next time.
I think when we’re born we’re given the whole world, the whole universe perhaps, and told “here, this is yours, what do you want to do with it?”
And suddenly we have mountains with the highest peaks and oceans with the deepest depths, we have the darkest sky penetrated by long dead lights and a giant ball of fire that keeps us alive; we have wild, untameable creatures and land - forests, desert, sea, and we have creations made by our own hands and minds - skyscrapers, planes, cities. We all are great worlds, universes, in our own right, and we decide what to do with it. Some move the mountains, some climb them, and some of us carry them. Some of us drown in our oceans or become mermaids in its deep, some build ships, and some never feel the wrath of the oceans waters. There are those who stay tame and expand their cities, they want to have more steel and concrete. There are those who are too wild, they lost their shoes a long time ago when they started running with deer and howling at the moon with the wolves.
Our worlds exist inside us and make us who we are, they were moulded by those around us, what we saw, what we experienced, what we survived, and what happened to us.
The best thing about our worlds? If we don’t like what we’ve become, we can burn it to the ground and start again.
—  Burn it down

March 28th excerpt:

Jacob didn’t move a muscle. Even Dean’s most careful steps rattled in the nightstand. He wondered what it would feel like if Dean actually had his shoes on. Jacob barely breathed. That hand, laden with a huge basin of water, was like a low flying plane coming ever closer.

Dean knelt and lowered the soap dish to the center of the nightstand, placing it lightly on the surface. “Okay, so just let me know if you need anything else. I’ll just be doing research…” He figured they didn’t want him sticking around, so he shifted in place, readying himself to stand back up.