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Every Unanswered PLL Question from every episode

Since I think the Charles is CeCe reveal is fake, I’m going to watch the show from the beginning and see what questions I have. (Any “answers” given in Game Over, Charles are irrelevant to me because I think they’re fake). All answers given in the show will be bolded with the episode it was answered in, in parenthesis. Just a warning this is going to be long hence the show has over 100 episodes. Also, I have a lot of -A related questions that have never been confirmed. Even during Mona’s reign as -A, some things just don’t add up. I know Marlene says that everything from season 1 and until the end of season 2 is Mona and season 3 starts a new -A, but like I said, some things don’t add up.


Pilot (1x01)
Spencer heard someone scream ‘that night’, who was it?
Why did the Montgomery’s leave Rosewood for a year? To get away from Rosewood after Alison went missing. (2x19)
Did Ezra follow/know Aria was going to be at the Hollis Bar & Grill or was he there coincidentally?
Why did Hanna roll her eyes when she waved to Aria in class?
Who was the blonde in Maya’s (Alison’s) room?
How did Hanna start off in the crowd looking at the chaos of Alison’s house when a body was found then ended up behind Spencer and Aria (behind the crowd)?
What’s the “Jenna Thing”? Alison lit a firecracker in the Cavanaugh’s garage while Jenna and her step brother, Toby, were in it. The firecracker ended up blinding Jenna. Alison told the girls to keep it a secret and they let Toby take the blame for it. (1x02)

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Being Peter Parker’s high school sweetheart would involve…

Originally posted by mamalaz

Keeping each other’s belongings in your lockers.

Peter forgets his lunch one day and you just silently take an extra lunch from your locker and hand it to him.

He doesn’t stop grinning for the rest of your day because you remembered to put extra pickles on his sandwich and to smush it down real flat.

He keeps his biggest, cosiest hoodie in his locker for you for whenever it’s cold, or even for if you’ve just had a bad day and need comforting.

You’ll be sitting in the library, trying to study but just feeling completely drained and overwhelmed, and you’ll feel someone drape a familiar hoodie round your shoulders and an even more familiar pair of lips against your temple.

Him walking you to all your classes, so often that your teachers know him now and ask where he is if he’s off school.

There was one time where you’d hurt your ankle, and Peter gave you piggybacks to all of your classes.

You defending Peter from any bullies.

When people first found out that you and Peter were dating, Flash was humiliating Peter in front of the whole school at lunch, and saying that Peter was lying about being your boyfriend.

Sick of him upsetting your boyfriend, you stood up in front of the school and kissed Peter like you’d never kissed him before.

Needless to say, Flash didn’t question your relationship again.

You and Peter having a competition to make each other blush in class by passing notes.

Your best one was “list of people I love: Peter Parker, you, the nerd sitting on my right, May Parker’s nephew, Spiderman (yes I do know, you’re terrible at keeping secrets)

That was a month ago, Peter is still blushing.

Being partners for every assignment.

You meet up to work on projects (read: you meet up to sit in the same room as your textbooks whilst watching movies and making out)

Somehow you pass every assignment.

Hanging out at your lockers all the time.

You both have a strip of photos pinned to the insides of your locker doors from that time the two of you found a photo booth whilst on a date.

When you need to take some time to breathe and relax between classes, you’ll lean against your lockers and share earphones whilst just staring into each other’s eyes and being happy to be together.

Going all out to embarrass each other on your birthdays.

On his sixteenth, you raced to get to school before him so that you could fill his locker with confetti (he’s still finding pieces in his notebooks).

On your sixteenth, he borrowed loads of your baby pictures from your parents and stuck them to your locker door.

You can’t wait for his seventeenth so that you can get revenge.

Peter “subtly” watching you from afar when he sees you at the end of the corridor because “holy shit that’s my girlfriend”.

You’re not subtle, Peter.

Literally everyone can tell.

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Winchesters in Riverdale (Part One)

After a hunt gone wrong, Y/N Winchester, the 17 year old half-sister of Sam and Dean Winchester, her older brothers, and Castiel are transported to Riverdale, a town in a different universe. While Sam, Dean, and Castiel attempt to find a way back home, Y/N struggles to fit in in the community of Riverdale. In a universe with no monsters to worry about, there’s so many questions that need answering.

Can she ever try to be normal after hunting for all of her life? Who’s the good-looking, mystical teen with the beanie who’s always at that diner? And will anyone discover that secret she’s been hiding for the last year and a half?

Riverdale gif by @stefan-salvatores

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“Why’s everyone staring at us?” Sam asked as the four of you walked through the town of Riverdale.

You looked around and saw that people indeed were staring at you guys. You looked down at your outfit of a black tank top, plaid jacket, and jeans which were ripped a bit at the knees.

Dean scoffed.

“They’re staring at us? We should be staring at them. They look like a modern version of the fifties.” he said.

You snorted.

“Dean.” Castiel chastised.

“What?” Dean asked. “They do.”

You smiled and shook your head, continuing your walk.

“Hey,” Sam said stopping.

The rest of you stopped, turning to him as he nodded to something behind of you. You faced forward again, seeing a small diner with sign above it.

““Pop’s,”” he said. “Guess that’s where we’re eating.”

You shrugged.

“I’ve had worse.” you said as the four of you walked the short distance to the diner in silence.

“Alright,” Dean said as everyone stopped outside the diner.

“Sam, Cas, and I’ll go to that gas station next door and ask anyone if there’s a motel close by. Y/N, you go in the diner and find us a booth.”

You nodded.

“Yeah, sure,” you said. “See you in a few.”

The boys went in the opposite direction as you walked up the stairs to Pop’s. The bell jingled as you opened the front door and you breathed in the familiar scent of a diner. You walked over the counter to where a man was cleaning the tabletop off.

“Can I help you?” he asked, looking up.

You looked up at the man across the counter, presumably Pop.

“Uh, yeah, can I have four waters to start, please?”

Pop nodded.

“Thanks.” you muttered as Pop got started on your order. You took a seat in a booth closest to the door, unaware of the four people across the diner who had been watching you the entire time.

“Well, I for one am excited for the game,” Veronica began. “Because…”

As the Lodge girl trailed off, Jughead, Archie, and Betty looked at her.

“Ronnie?” Archie asked.

“Who’s she?” Veronica asked, ignoring the ginger’s question.

The three of them followed her gaze to the girl ordering something from Pop Tate at the counter.

You.

Jughead was taken aback by you. He couldn’t put his finger on it, but there was something about you that just struck him. As you sat down in your booth, Jughead’s mind raced.

Was it the way you dressed? Or maybe—

“I’ve never seen her before,” Betty said, snapping Jughead out his thoughts. “But she can’t be new. No one transfers schools in the middle of the school year.”

“Should we invite her to sit with us?” Archie asked as he turned back to Veronica.

“Yeah, sure,” Ronnie said. “She looks— oh hello.”

At Veronica’s purr, everyone turned back to what she was looking at. Sam, Dean, and Castiel all entered Pop’s. The three men caught sight of you in your booth and sat down next to you and across from you. As the four of you began to talk, the teens tried to hear what you were saying but to no avail.

“So there’s a motel about a quarter mile ahead. Called the Moon Motel. Only one in town.” Dean said as he and Castiel sat across from you.

You nodded as Sam sat down next from you.

“Okay,” you said. “I ordered us all waters to start. Didn’t get you food though. Wasn’t sure what you were in the mood for.”

Dean cleared his throat as he picked up a menu and started reading it.

“Pie,” he proclaimed. “Cherry pie.”

You smirked.

Pie. You loved it. But it had made you sick as a dog when you had gotten—

The smile disappeared from your face and you quickly shook your head, removing that thought from your head. You wouldn’t think about that today.

“You okay?” Sam asked, looking at you.

You looked up and realized your brothers and the angel were looking at you.

“Uh, y-yeah,” you stammered, running a hand through your hair. “Just wondering what we’re gonna wear for the next few days. I mean, no offense, Dean, but you smell.”

Sam bit back a smile at your remark while Dean glared at you.

“I can get us some fake credit cards.” Cas cut in.

You rose your eyebrows at him.

“In this place?” you asked.

“I can try.” the angel replied.

You sighed as you sat back in your chair, picking your menu up.

“Alright.” you answered as the four of you entered a comfortable silence.

The teens watched you and the three others curiously.

“Who are they?” Betty asked quietly.

Veronica shrugged.

“I don’t know,” she said as she took a sip of her milkshake. “But I like the one that’s sitting next to the one in that trench coat.” she said slyly.

Archie groaned and Jughead’s face twisted up as if he had tasted something sour.

“That’s gross, Ronnie.” Betty said.

Veronica shrugged and the four of them resumed looking at the strangers across the room only to freeze when they saw you were looking straight back at them.

“Why don’t you take a picture?” you snapped loudly. “It’ll last longer.”

The men in your booth turned to look at the Core Four who quickly looked away, not wanting to face their wrath as well.

“Damn.” Jughead muttered.

Guess you didn’t like to play around.

Sam looked back at you after your outburst with an impressed expression on his face.

“I’m just hungry, okay?” you mumbled, looking back down at your menu.

Dean chuckled.

“That’s my girl.” he said.

You gave a small smile before the silence enveloped your booth again. You glanced up again only to see the raven-haired teenager from the booth you had yelled at looking at you curiously. The other teens had their heads down, evidently scarred by your scolding. 

But not him. 

You debated yelling at him again before deciding you were too hungry to get into a fight at this time. You sighed, eyes going back to your menu.

What even was this place?

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"Shut up! I know!"

Simple story, this happened a couple hours ago.

On shift at a medical facility, we have a drop off zone in front and many no parking signs. Since cars will pile up “waiting” for guests to come out, part of my job is to keep the zone reserved for active pickup and drop off, not people waiting there for 15 mins.

Man is parked in drop off zone next to no parking sign, I walk up and let him know there is an available parking spot in front of him, 15 ft away. I didn’t even ask this guy to move, just told him about the spot.

“Shut up!”
“Excuse me, sir?”
“Shut up, I know!”

He then drives off and gets stuck in the exit line for the toll booths. I calmly walk up, take a picture of his license plate, and proceed to write him a violation for parking in a no parking zone. He would not roll down his window to take his copy so I placed it neatly under his windshield wiper blade. Smiled, waved, and told him to have a great day.

I’m guessing this guy repeatedly tries to break the rules and security always talks to him. Hence the immediate negativity toward me even though I’m just trying to be nice.

Happy Monday, everyone!

the blazing bombardier.

Idk, this is just a summery fluffball of a Sterek getting-together drabble because I’m tired of winter. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Derek fundamentally doesn’t understand people who like roller coasters.

He knows such people exist because he’s been standing in line with them for the Blazing Bombardier for half an hour now, but even when he’s looking right at them, it’s hard to believe. Seriously, why. The list of things to do on a Saturday afternoon that don’t involve screaming and trying not to hurl is literally infinite. He could be lounging around in his pjs in his dorm right now and rereading The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, just for example. Or working out, or going for a drive to the beach, or watching a movie with Boyd and Erica. (Boyd and Erica are officially his favorite people right now because, unlike his sisters, they understand the basic concept that friends don’t make their friends who lose bets ride the most terrifying invention since clown costumes.)

The line moves forward, and oh god, now Derek can actually see the loading station. The seats are wicked-looking hanging harnesses painted to look like flames. He’s going to be sick before he even sits down in the thing.

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RFA + Saeran at the Zoo

Requested by someone: Sorry! Tumblr deleted our messages, so we hope this is what you wanted! 



Zen:

  • He wanted to take you to see different beasts ;)
  • He has to wear a hat and a mask to make sure you aren’t disturbed by fans
  • Complains that his selfies with animals aren’t as nice as they could’ve
  • Whenever they get to the bigger, scarier animals, he comes behind you and hand bites you
  • You scream in surprise and he gushes at how cute it was
  • By the fiftieth time, you’re getting really annoyed
  • You lose him in the penguin section
  • “MC! Look at them waddling! So cute!”
  • He imitates their walk and people stare, but you think it’s so cute
  • Buys you a stuffed wolf
  • Howls and nuzzles you with it
  • Gets flustered when you say you’re going to name it after him

Yoosung:

  • You take him here as a surprise
  • Because he absolutely adores animals, and is studying to become a vet…good gift, right?
  • Lights up like a puppy as soon as you get there
  • There’s a photo booth with a green screen letting you take pictures with different animals
  • Yoosung was unfortunate and wore a green shirt, effectively making him a floating head
  • He’s so bummed, but you have to suppress your laughter
  • He rattles off a bunch of facts about all the animals
  • He’s high-key trying to impress you and show he’s been studying
  • Both of your phone storage gets full by the end
  • He has hundreds of pictures of animals, and you have hundreds of pictures of him looking at animals
  • You might take him to the zoo every week because him around animals is just soo cute

Jaehee:

  • She’s been really stressed with work lately and finally has a weekend off
  • A new zoo opened up in town, and she says she hasn’t gone since she was a very little girl
  • You immediately get tickets
  • She’s a little hesitant and weird at first, because she feels out of place
  • Then she gets to hold a koala
  • She has a new found love for animals and gets very interested in all of them
  • She compares all the animals to Zen
  • Her favorite animal, she finds, is the peacock (you wonder why)
  • While she’s occupied, you buy her a peacock bobble head and planner for her office
  • She proclaims they are now her most prized possessions–next to her DVD collection

Jumin:

  • He googled “cute date ideas” and the zoo came up (dork)
  • Tells you to get dressed
  • “Wear something wild” he says.
  • “What????”
  • He actually forgoes the three piece suit for once…instead wearing only a button up and a tie.
  • The tie has paw prints on it
  • When you get to the zoo, you finally understand his comment earlier about dressing wild.
  • He’s a bit smug when you find humor in his joke
  • He buys those passes where you can go behind the glass and pet certain animals
  • He’s a bit disappointed when they won’t let him pet a tiger
  • “I’m really good with cats though.”
  • You convince Jumin to get those animal hats
  • You take so many pictures of him in monkey ears
  • He buys you a HUGE stuffed animal
  • Also brings home a few souvenirs for Elizabeth the 3rd since she couldn’t accompany you…this time


Seven:

  • You get home after a long day at work
  • There’s a note on the counter and a small, pink bag
  • The note says, “They say you should buy something you wanna see your girl in. ;) See you at 3pm, babe.”
  • You’re a bit nervous and check the bag
  • Inside is a t-shirt half a tiger on it and accompanying tiger ears
  • You wear it and when he comes to pick you up, you see he’s also wearing the ears…and a shirt with the other half of the tiger on it
  • A few selfies later, you’re off to the zoo
  • It was literally like you two were the only one in the zoo with you having your own little conversations
  • Selfies with all the animals
  • You both pitch in to buy Saeran a stuffed hyena with a button to press to make it laugh

Saeran:

  • He needed to get away from his enthusiastic brother for the day
  • You’re both casually eating ice cream and see a sign promoting the new zoo
  • Since you both were free–and he was in no rush to get home–you decide to go
  • He’s actually really fascinated by all of them
  • You take a bunch of pictures of him staring at them, his mouth hanging open
  • They have a dolphin show that day
  • The only seats open are the splash zone
  • You. Get. Soaked.
  • Although, he tried to protect you from a few of the larger splashes
  • You really want to get something matching from the gift shop, but not being too flashy
  • He picks out turtle bracelets for you both
  • They’re so cute, and he’ll never tell you but he rarely takes it off 
the shot you wanted (zimbits, 6k)

This fic started out as a drabble in response to @iwantakokokringle’s request for a “zimbits zoo meetcute”. 6000 words later and here we are…



“He’s late,” Bitty grumbled as he bounced up and down on his toes, trying to spot the photographer in the swarm of students around them. His search was a little hindered in that he wasn’t sure who he was looking for exactly. He had only corresponded with the Daily’s photographer Brian over email and Brian’s student ID picture left a lot to be desired in identification purposes.

Next to him, Trina shrugged as she leaned over the card table they had set up to be their ticket booth for the weekend. The poster board that they had decorated to proclaim loudly “SAMWELL DANCE PRESENTS THE PETTING ZOO! ADMISSION 3 TICKETS” flapped in the wind as she taped it a little more securely to the table.

Just then, he spotted a tall dark-haired guy with a camera slung around his neck through the crowd. The guy was taller than Bitty would have guessed based on his student ID picture and a lot better looking, but the heavy-duty camera and the slightly lost look on his face as he scanned the crowd seemed like pretty good indicators. This was Brian at last. Bitty waited another minute as Brian looked around the crowd and with a roll of his eyes, he plunged into the crowd to retrieve the photographer. He had things to do this afternoon that did not include waiting around for the Daily’s errant photographer after all.

“For God’s sake,” Bitty said to himself as he dodged a gaggle of girls to land himself in front of the photographer. He still hadn’t managed to catch Brian’s attention until he reached out and grabbed his arm. Brian looked down at him, clearly startled, and frowned. Bitty immediately took his hand back and cleared his throat. “You’re looking for the petting zoo, right?” he asked.

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Bat-Aunt: Part 5

Prompt: How Bruce Wayne’s life would have changed, with a little sister

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4


The knock on the door pulls you out of your paperwork just long enough to say, “Come in.”

    Your pen only stops scrawling your signature when Barry Allen’s head pops in the door. “This a bad time?”

    You shake your head, and lay your pen down, “Not at all Mr. Allen. Please come in.” He does, taking a seat on the opposite side of the desk from you. Leaning back in your chair you ask, “How bad is it?”

    “They covered their tracks well. It was a pro. Left behind some things, but nothing I could get my hands on. GCPD took everything, and didn’t take too kindly to me being here. I think a call is probably going out to my chief.”
     You scowl, “They won’t make that call if they know what’s good for them. Wayne Enterprises donates more to the GCPD than anyone else. That comes with special perks.”

    Barry raises an eyebrow, and you wince, “That came out worse than it sounds. I only mean that whoever broke in took a very dangerous, and expensive material. One that could cause a lot of harm, I need it found.”

    He smiles, “For the good of Gotham, or before your brother sees the news and tries to get out of bed?”

    “Mixture of both to be honest. He’s been gone a week and the underground has taken notice, things are starting to look bad, and I’m not sending Richard out by himself. No matter how much he begs.”

    “What if I went with him? He knows the city, and I could use the help.”

You bite your lip, “Are you sure?”

He smiles, “I already took the week off. Might as well have some fun.”

You smile, “Then at the very least, I owe you lunch.”

You expect him to fight you on it, instead he says, “As long as it’s not some fancy restaurant with small portions … I need the calories.”

You smile and grab your purse, before walking out with him. You smile at Hilda, “I’m leaving for the night. Mr. Allen was kind enough to agree to have dinner with me.”

She smiles, “Have fun Ms. Wayne.”     Without another word the two of you make you way to the garage. He stares at your car as you unlock it remotely.

“Someone’s got expensive taste.”

You smile, “You’re not the only one who likes to go fast.”

He smiles and climbs in. You navigate the streets of Gotham like a pro. You’d been driving these streets since you were fifteen, and you were fairly certain that you could do it blindfolded.

You pull up in front of a diner, and as you pull into a parking space you realize just how out of place your car looks. You can’t bring yourself to care. Instead you walk into the diner like you own the place, and in a way, you do. You’d been coming to this diner for as long as you can remember.

First it had been Bruce who’d brought you. Once a week, he had persuaded Alfred to drive the two of you into the city to this place where your parents had taken him. He’d been determined to keep up the tradition. Bruce had ordered the same thing every time while you had worked your way through the menu countless times.

The owner knew you better than most of your friends. He always made sure to welcome you personally. It was the same for the regulars. The people who ate here were good, hardworking people. They never asked for anything, and whenever some outsider tried to take your picture they put a stop to it.

They treated you like a regular person and you loved it. Because of their dedication, the paparazzi had yet to find out about this place. It was one of your few safe havens.

When everyone greets you by name, Barry just smiles, and follows you to your usual booth. After a minute he asks, “Come here often?”

You smile, “At least once a week from the time I was three. Bruce insisted. When I turned sixteen, I started waiting tables here. Lew taught me how to run a business. I worked here until I was eighteen, when I took over at Wayne Enterprises.”

“What about college?”

You shrug, “Private school education, accelerated classes. I’d completed my first two years by the time I was eighteen. Thanks to summer classes I was able to finish my BA by the time I was twenty.”

Barry smiles, “Impressive.”

You shrug, “It’s what needed to be done. I’m working on my masters little by little now.” Barry’s smile never disappears, and when Diane comes to take your order, you watch how he treats her. He uses yes and no ma’am, smiles and thanks her.  You can see it’s natural for him. That’s tells you something.

“My friend Iris used to be a waitress. She got hell from some of her customers. It was totally unfair. She’d be on her feet for eight hours at a time, and sometimes she’d have to cover other people’s tables. People left bad tips and were so rude. I never understood it.”

You nod, “I can relate.”

“Can I ask why you did it?”

You lean back into the booth, and shrug, “I wanted to be normal. In those days I couldn’t tell who was fake and who was sincere. Here I was just me, and I knew I could trust these people. I’ve told them secrets that could have made them thousands in the newspapers, but not one has ever been released. When Bruce left for his trip, they became a second family. Plus it taught me the meaning of a dollar, and that all work means something.”

“I worked retail in high school. Well, I worked at a bookstore. There were definitely worse jobs I could have had. Most of the time I just got to talk to nerds like me.”

You smile at Diane as she drops off your food, before popping a fry into your mouth. “Sounds like heaven. On my days off I like to spend time lounging in the family library. Those days are farer and fewer in-between.”

“Things picking up at the company.”

“I’m behind because of Bruce’s accident but no more than usual.”

“What cover story did you come up with?”

You smile, “He broke his leg skiing.”

Barry lets out a laugh, that draws a few smiles. Your eyes catch Diane’s and she mouths the words, “He is adorable.” You shrug.

When the food is gone, Lew comes out. Without a word you scoot over, and he slides in. He gives you a hug and asks, “How you doing little girl?”

“My brother is shaving years off my life, other than that I’m okay.”

“What did that hard head do now?”

“Broke his leg skiing, believe it or not. It’s taking Alfred to keep him in bed.”

Lew smiles, “I bet. Your brother is not one to stay still for long.”

“He’s an idiot Lew. I’m starting to worry about brain damage.”

Lew laughs, “Poor guy, you got the looks and the brains. It’s probably a cry for attention. You coming in your regular night this week too?”

“Of course. It’s Alfred’s one night off. I’ll bring Richard with me.”

“You do that. In the meantime, introduce me to you friend.”

“This is Barry Allen. He’s a friend who’s doing some work for me.”

“I see. You using my place for business lunches now?”

You smile, “I would never. Barry also happens to be a good friend of Bruce’s. He’s even stopped the goof from doing some stupid things.”

Lew nods, before turning to Barry and extending his hand, “Well, it’s very nice to meet you, Barry Allen. Thanks for watching out for her hard headed brother and this stubborn girl right here. I’m Lew.”

Barry takes his hand with an easy smile, “It’s nice to meet you. She’s been telling me all about you and this place.”

Lew laughs, “Well, she’s family. You two stay as long as you like, I’m going to send out milkshakes.”

He’s gone before you can say anything. Barry smiles and says, “I like him.”

i’m ready to break, you’re ready to bend

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tw: implied/referenced child abuse

Steve walked down the road quickly.  His eyes were burning, but he wasn’t sure how much of that was from the cold.  It was freezing, and he tucked his hands under his armpits before the fell off.  Winter in Indiana was always shitty, but in the evening it was even worse.

“Why the hell couldn’t you have grabbed your jacket, Harrington?” he muttered angrily at himself under his breath.

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What if Neil wrote in a journal everyday and it basically became a sort of scrapbook and his reminder that he has a home and reason to finally stay

  • It was Bee’s idea because Neil finally confined in her that he still has the urge to run some days 
  • Mainly on days when he wakes up from nightmares of his Fathers men and Lola grabbing and torturing him all over again
  • Bee goes through her bookshelves and finds a leather journal that she hasn’t used yet and gives it to him
  • Her advices was to write the date on the top of the page and when the day is done to write everything he’s done or put little mementos in it (e.g. receipt, tickets, pictures

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Title: kick with the fray
Rating: T
Word Count: 1638 words
Summary: Phil will laugh about this later. Maybe. Probably. (Not.)
Notes: Written for @nihilist-toothpaste​​​​​​, who requested jealous!Phil, for my thirty minute fics for charity fundraiser to benefit Puerto Rico. 

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Phil’s shin hurts from banging into the costuming booth and his pride hurts from the sharp voiced words the woman manning it through at him and his dignity hurts from Dan and Anthony both laughing at him.

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Patater Week Day 3 - Fake Dating ( Part 1/?)

Another partially complete one because this fic has decided it wants to be really long. Here’s like 4k though.


“Kent?”

Kent looked up from his cocktail to see Jack looking at him with a frown on his face, various Falconers arrayed behind him and looking on curiously. Oh shit. He had been successfully avoiding Jack for months, and now he goes and picks the same goddamn bar after the game. Is this the universe telling him to stop drinking? Fuck you, universe.

“Jack,” he said evenly. There is an absolutely zero percent chance that Jack will believe him that this is just a coincidence, especially because none of his teammates are here. Sue him for wanting to have a quiet night. Next time he’d just go with them to the shitty club.

“Why are you here?” Jack said forbiddingly. “I thought I made myself clear—“

“Yeah, yeah, I got it, Zimms, you don’t want to see me.” He pushed back from the bar, mouth twisting bitterly, and abandoned his drink. “I’m not stalking you, promise.” He made a split-second, impulsive decision. “I’m here to see him.” He reached out and pulls in the nearest Falconer, not even looking at his face.

“You’re here to see…Tater?” Jack asked incredulously.

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sluttyuri  asked:

HEADCANON THAT YURI IS INTO PHOTOGRAPHY??? HELLO IM HERE I WAS TAKING PHOTOS YESTERDAY AND DEADASS WAS LIKE "Yuri's into photography and loves to use Otabek as his model"

OH YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW !!

Consider the following:

○Yuri’s grandpa passed down all his old cameras because Yuri really started showing interest in it at around 13 years old.

○ дедушка / dedushka taught him all the basics like finding the best natural lighting and using white backgrounds and focus settings

○ Initially Yuri just takes a lot of pictures of Potya and some different tourist-y type photos around Moscow and St. Petersburg. 

○When he gets an instagram account he uses horrible filters just like everyone else. so many black and white pictures from high angles. So many Velencia selfies. Twenty pictures of Potya as a kitten, easily. 

○ When he becomes friends with Otabek they go to one of those cheesy photo booths at the mall while shopping one day. It becomes a tradition and they get a new photo strip each time Otabek visits him (or vice versa). (Honestly i could write a whole fic about them taking photo booth pictures and it showing the progression of their relationship tbh)

○After they start dating, Yuri is constantly taking pictures of Otabek. Of course when they travel they have to take cool pictures of all the sights but Yuri often finds himself taking candids of Otabek with his hair ruffled by the wind, his sunglasses on, and something like the eiffel tower out of focus in the background. (”I capture what’s important, Beka. Obviously.”)

○The treatment doesn’t stop at home, either. Otabek just looks so cute when he’s curled up in his favorite chair with his glasses on, a book in his lap. Or when it’s 2 AM and he’s sitting at his desk with his giant studio headphones on, working on a mix. Or just when he’s you know, existing. Otabek always looks perfect through the lens. 

○Yuri’s entire memories section on snapchat is just saved snaps of he and Otabek playing around with the filters.

○He never used the old polaroid that grandpa gave him because he couldn’t be bothered to buy the replacement film, until he has Otabek as a subject/model. He’s worth the film. 

○ Polaroids slowly fill the apartment. Clipped to the fridge, in frames, under the glass of the coffee table. Everywhere Yuri can stick them. 

○ One night Otabek is drifting to sleep, Yuri is tracing little patterns onto his back and suddenly stops, telling him not to move. He hears Yuri get his camera and hears the flash go off, then grumbles and rolls over to his side, but there’s a trace of a smile on his lips nonetheless. “You’re obsessed with me, Yura.” he teases, and Yuri just shrugs. “So what if I am? I have a strong eye for these things, Beka.”

laughter and the smell of sugar twirled in the air and the lights of the festival twinkled like colorful, bulbous stars. those lights seemed to shine in alec’s wide, childlike eyes as he drank it all up, an awestruck smile on his face that made magnus’ heart sigh and the urge to kiss him almost unbearable. he pulled him along and through the crowd, alec’s hand cool and a huge contrast to the warm tokyo atmosphere. the absolute wonder that alec was exuberating was so endearing and sweeter than the ice cream cone he was currently eating.

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meeting brent in my data cosplay has been a dream of mine for a few years and now it is a dream come true!!!

more about my experience meeting him under the cut

so first i went up to get his autograph on my star trek jacket and a booth picture since it was early in the day and my photo op wasn’t until 5pm

i walk up and he says i look great and the staff lady who was there with him told him i got a picture and an autograph and he says to me “oh yeah of course, baby” just really casually and i was sweating shduejkgsd

so i asked him to sign the jacket and he sighs and says okay, kinda joking, so i was like sorry you don’t have too! and he just told me he doesn’t mind he just doesn’t want to ruin a sharpie lol so he signs it with a silver sharpie and looks at it for a bit and goes “you know what, i really don’t like how that looks. i’m going to sign it again if you don’t mind?” and of course i’m like “i don’t mind, you can do whatever you want!” lol so he asks me to hold the bottom of the jacket tight so it’s easier for him to sign. so he’s right next to me and im holding out the jacket and our hands are touching and my hand it like against his stomach because there wasn’t a lot of space and idk y’all it was just . .. .  amazing .. .  he signed it with a black sharpie and goes “yeah that’s much better! look at that, now you get two for the price of one!” 

he also joked and asked if i’ve ever washed the jacket, which i mean, he’s got me there, but like it’s not at all dirty. i take good care of that jacket so its not smelly or looks gross or anything. also i’d have to take off like all the pins in order to wash it and i have well over 20 pins on that jacket lmao

we then take our booth picture together and after he asks me how old i was lol and then said it was great to meet me yadda yadda 

amazing, dreamy, wonderful!! everything i could’ve hoped for !!!!!! here’s the picture together and of my jacket:

then at the photo op i walked in and he goes “hey lady data!” as i walk up and he wrapped his arm behind me and we took the picture and told me again it was very nice meeting me yadda yadda and i walked out of the tent and took a deep breath and just !!!!!!!!!! freaked out inside!!! he is just so sweet and nice and funny and warm! just a very very good man!! 

i will cherish this experience for the rest of my life lol im just so happy :-)))

Boyf Riends Headcannons

I live for disgustingly sweet couples! [post-squip] Made in collaboration with @theawesomempress

•Michael is so affectionate. He won’t hesitate with PDA
•hes just so happy he’s with the adorable dork named Jeremy
•PDA definitely makes Jeremy super flustered but he Lives™ for it
•Jeremy’s kink is literally any hint of affection
•every time the sit down together it eventually devolves into cuddle sessions
•the squad places bets on how long it will take for them to start cuddling
•Michael has a Spotify playlist for Jeremy named something along the lines of “for my babe Jeremy” and it’s full of love songs
•cant help falling in love with you is absolutely on there
•Jeremy listens to the playlist every night before he goes to bed
•they’ve definitely taken couple pictures in those photo booths and they keep them in their lockers/wallets
•they’ve started to share both of their lockers so it’s no longer “Jeremy’s locker” and “Michael’s locker” it’s now “Jeremy and Michael’s lockers”
•do not ask either of them to hold on to something for you it’s too much of a hassle to figure out which locker it’s in
•Michael totally hugs Jeremy from behind just to hear Jeremy squeak in surprise
•ps Michael will also press a kiss right behind Jeremy’s ear when he hugs him from behind
•it never fails to reduce Jeremy to a blushing, embarrassed puddle but he loves it so much
•when they get married their last names become “Mell-Heere”
• because Michael will introduce himself like “Hello, I’m Michael Mell-Heere” and he thinks it’s hilarious (seriously say it aloud if you don’t quite understand why it’s amazing)
•their wedding song is Locked Out of Heaven by Bruno Mars

Boyfriend Series; The8/Minghao

- minghao is the cutest boyfriend ever don’t even argue with me on this
- for your first date, he takes you to the roof of the highest place in the city at night and the cool breeze feels so nice and the stars are scattered all over the dark blue sky
- you turn to him and ask “minghao, why are we here??”
- and right after you say that, one firework shoots up into the sky and another and another
- minghao knew about the fireworks show and wanted you both to have the best view
- and on that roof is where you both share your first kiss
- he’s a bit of a worrier, so he often calls to ask you if you’ve eaten yet or if you slept well or if your day went well ISN’T HE CUTE
- you both make it your goal to try all the restaurants in the city so you guys go out for breakfast/lunch/dinner dates every day
- his eyes sparkle when you ask him to tell you all about china and he gets so excited while talking about his hometown
- apologizes cutely when he realizes he talked too much but you’re like no!!! keep going i love hearing about this!!! and his face just lights up
- he calls you tiánxīn (sweetheart) and qīn'ài de (darling) and you die
- he’s shy when it comes to having matching couple things, but after realizing that it would make you happy, he decides to get you both matching scarves
- minghao once tied your scarf for you and the other members all teased him about it because it was so k-drama
- but they stopped when he went all thughao on them
- remembers every single one of your achievements and always tells you how proud he is of you, which helps you feel so much better on bad days
- whenever you guys take pictures of each other, minghao always insists you send them to him right away so he can put one as his lock screen
- he also really loves photo booth pictures
- he hangs them up on his wall at the dorm and junhui points at you and goes like “ohhh who’s that cutie??” and minghao just glares at him like don’t. you. effing. dare.
- “GO AWAY JUN THEY’RE MINE”
- always wants to kiss you but he’s shy so you’re usually the one who initiates the kisses
- one time HE was the one who initiated the kiss and when you both pulled away his face turned bright red and he apologized for being so forward
- minghao loves forehead kisses
- maybe even a tiny bit more than kisses on the lips
- he finds them so warm and comforting, sometimes when you’re leaning in for a kiss he purposely lowers himself so that you’d kiss his forehead instead
- “(laughs) minghao i was aiming for your lips” “ohhh right”
- always tries to impress you with his b-boying and jihoon bans you from coming to dance practices because they never progress while you’re there
- gets you cute small gifts like ribbons and keychains and says “it looked like something you’d like” and you know what HE’S ALWAYS RIGHT
- takes care of you when you’re sick like he buys you medicine, makes you hot soup and tea, gets you 28379 blankets, makes sure you’re comfortable
- he just wants you to feel better again because he doesn’t like seeing you this way
- gets so flustered when you wear his shirts and junhui teases him about it
- you made his “lipstick chateau” your ringtone and he screams for you to pick it up the second it rings
- “why would you make that your ringtone???”
- since he complained about it a lot you changed it……. to his girls’ generation cover of lionheart and he was like oh. my gosh. i give up
- the type to go like “race you there” and does fricking backflips while racing with you and you’re like wtf
- honestly an amazing listener
- you could rant to him for hours on end and he’d just listen attentively while giving great advice every now and then
- loves cuddling but he’s shy so INITIATE IT AND YOU’LL CUDDLE FOR HOURS
- actually really loves holding your hand and makes excuses to hold it like “ohhh my hands are cold”, “hold my hand so i don’t get separated from you” and you’re like minghao you’re so obvious lmao
- scolded you when you tried to copy his b-boying because he was afraid you were going to get hurt
- hugs and finger hearts
- tells you he loves you in chinese
- surprisingly really protective of you like once he went to the washroom and when he came back out he saw this guy flirting with you
- he normally doesn’t like confrontation but the SECOND he saw him touch you, he walked over and pulled you close to him
- “sorry to interrupt you, but we’re leaving now. punk.”
- seeing him this way made you feel all warm inside
- his dream is to one day take you to china with him to meet his family and explore all the places and take thousands of pictures together
- gets you thoughtful gifts like once you told him you needed new socks because your current ones are all gross and ripped up
- and the next day he showed up with a little box to give to you and when you opened it, there were like four pairs of socks and you cried
- minghao gets nervous when you cry of happiness because he thinks it’s of sadness and he’s all like “did i do something wrong?? did i make you cry??”
- asks mingyu and seokmin to teach him how to cook your favorite meal so he can make it for you
- minghao is honestly the kindest and most thoughtful boyfriend ever, he cares so much about your well-being and always makes sure you’re smiling when you’re together
- he may feel homesick sometimes and he may get exhausted from practicing for days on end and he may be lacking several hours of sleep
- but the second he sees you
- he knows he’ll be all right
- “repeat after me: (in chinese) i love you minghao”
- “(in chinese) i love you minghao”
- “(laughs) (in chinese) i love you too”

it’s a kind of magic (5/5 | 10,910 | Rated G) **

Alec frowns at a point just over Magnus’ shoulder, and then his eyes widen. “Magnus… did your house plant just wave at me?”

Magnus freezes. He whirls around and glares, hissing, “Figmund, you promised.”

Figmund wiggles its leaves unrepentantly.

Puppy (3/3 | 2,727 | Rated G)

“Magnus?” Alec called then, keeping his eyes trained on the black form on the bed, those red eyes glowing brightly, boring into his. “Why is there a dog on your bed?”

In which Magnus owns a hellhound.
Really, that’s all.

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anonymous asked:

Hey here's an idea for a drabble how about the whole gang goes out to Rita's or something and Elain gets super drunk and Az has to take care of her?

[This is probably not what you had in mind. LOL. I apologize for nothing.]

Elain Archeron is a light weight. If you looked up the definition in the dictionary, you’d find her picture. One beer and she is toasty and warm and giggling.

She’s sitting between Feyre and Azriel in a booth at Rita’s, telling them about the birds and the bees. The literal birds and bees in her garden. Then she starts talking about Graysen. She’s long been over him, but since they’re talking about the garden…

“He touched me in the garden once,” she says. Feyre’s eyes go wide (she’s got a healthy buzz) and her jaw drops. Azriel sits straight as a board and stares very hard at his drink.

“Shut. Up.” Feyre says.

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anonymous asked:

I'm crying thinking about Alec, who didn't get to have a real childhood and never dated anyone because he was closeted and scared, in Tokyo with this beautiful man and seeing that photo booth and thinking "this is something that people who are dating do they take cute picture together Magnus can we please?" And looking at those photos everyday and smiling even when he's in a bad mood because he loves Magnus SO MUCH I CAN'T HANDLE THIS

oh my god i’m crying yet again