he went to school for this... damn it!

I made such a huge mistake. It was poor preparation honestly. 

I beat FFXII last night finally, and I wanted to try new game plus so I did. Everything was going as well as could be. 

(You start at level 90 so, you’re strong.)

As a result of this newfound strength my confidence soared into vertigo-inducing heights. That is… until HE came.

Now you’re asking me with bated breath: “God damn it, just get to the point what happened?!”


So, for those who have played FFXII… you know the Flowering Cactoid is an early game hunt. It’s supposed to be easy. Knowing this, I was screwing around with it taking vid for gifs. And I’m level 90, what’s the worst that could happen? My lack of respect for my opponent would be my downfall. 

Did you know… that the Flowering Cactoid has the potential to blind you via melee attacks? Because I went to school that day, and the lesson was: 

“Excruciatingly Slow Beating by Tiny Bi-Pedal Succulent.”

I couldn’t hit him. At all. I’m level 90 and this vertically challenged son of a bitch cactus is dodging my every swing. I’ve never seen anything like it. 


I’m screaming, I’m guzzling potions, I’m swinging in absolute desperation. Trying to delay my inevitable fate, but it was all for vain.

So to close: Yes, the Flowering Cactoid went through 4559 of my new game plus HP with nothing more than hits for 15-18 damage. And I couldn’t land a SINGLE attack while blind. NOT ONCE.

I have a newfound fear and respect for this unstoppable force of desert foliage.

shiro and keith as things my brother and i have done:

  • once when they were kids they went to the beach and collected seashells except keith was too young to realize what seashells actually looked like so he only collected those rock type things
    • when they got home they were comparing their finds and that’s when keith realized he fucked up
    • he demanded shiro give him his seashells but no fucking way bc shiro got a shit ton of saltwater in his eyes to find these
    • keith fought him for them and bit his back so hard shiro has a scar by his shoulder blade
  • once shiro was picking on keith and keith was a little ball of uncontrolled fury so he politely asked their mother if he could hit him
    • she said yes bc how much damage can a 7 year old do
    • a lot apparently, since shiro had a black eye for 2 weeks
  • shiro got in a shit ton of trouble when he was 10 bc he lost his second ipod
    • turns out keith accidentally slammed the car door on it and then hid it underneath the seat for 4 months 
    • he admitted this as soon as shiro walked in through the front door with a new one
  • shiro always, always leaves empty milk cartons, cereal boxes, ice cream containers, etc and every time it happens keith seriously genuinely considers murdering him
  • they went to the same elementary school and once during recess shiro noticed keith would play in the sandpit by himself
    • that very second he invited him to hang out with him and his friends
    • maybe that was a mistake because his friends from then on wanted to hang out with keith more than shiro
  • once keith was sitting on the couch minding his own damn business and shiro came and sat on his arm so hard he broke keith’s wrist
  • there’s an old home video where keith is a baby, crying on the bed and a lil shiro is standing by the side right over him, singing baa baa black sheep to try and get keith to calm down
    • except he’s not really singing so much as screeching so keith starts crying louder
    • shiro steps back with his hands over his ears and quietly goes ‘i hate him’ before their father from behind the camera goes ‘what?’ and shiro looks like he got busted and runs out the room
  • once keith was too lazy to go to the kitchen so he texted shiro and asked him to bring him some watermelon and instead of putting some pieces that were already cut into a bowl shiro brought up the entire half of the watermelon that hadn’t been cut, dropped it in keith’s lap and went ‘enjoy’
You Who... [M] (ft. Jeongguk)

Drabble Game Prompt 96. “Here, let me.” with badboy/jock!jeongguk

→ badboy football jk (warning: overstimulation, cumplay, fluff, and fuckingjeonjungkook)
→ 1.4k words prequel part 01 | 02

A/N: i have no idea where this came from, my hand sort of slipped, jfc what have i done 

UPDATE: added the highly-requested prequel as a thank you for 1k+ notes :) make sure to check out Give and Take! It’s a similar AU to this one! 

“There you go, yes, you can do it babe,” Jeongguk encourages, as you bite down on your lip.  

He grins up at you as you move your hips slowly against his, finding the way you squeeze your eyes shut tightly the cutest thing ever. 

“J-jeongguk I-I can’t–” you stutter, arms clutching at his bare shoulders as your movements stutter and begin to slow down. But you whimper instead at the loss of friction between your legs and begin to cry tears of frustration as you don’t know whether to continue grinding against him and chase after another orgasm or to stop completely. 

He just laughs huskily from beneath you, and wipes a tear from your cheek and presses a quick peck to your chin as you make up your mind and your movements continue. His head dips down to press open-mouthed kisses against your collarbone, painting the skin there in blossoms of red and pink. “Shh,” he grates against your neck, a gentle hand coming up to stroke down your spine and settling on the curve of your hip to firmly help guide you up and down his cock. “you got this.” 

He’s in awe as he watches you desperately move against him, your soft breasts and nipples brushing up against his hard chest and melting him on the spot. It’s been years since he’s met you and only a few months since the both of you finally started having sex, but he’s secretly delighted at how sensitive you are and how desperate you are to pleasure the both of you. He wants to spread you out and fuck you with his fingers and tongue and make you cum over and over until you’re screaming hoarsely or tie you down onto the bed and tease you for hours until you’re begging for him, but he smiles as he relishes in actually convincing you to top him for once. 

Cause this time he’s being a little selfish and pushing the boundaries on how far he can take you because he’s currently coaxing your through your third orgasm and is harder than he’s ever been in his life as he watches you in tears because you’re desperate to reach the peak once again. 

You muffle your cries in in his neck and thread your fingers in his hair as you feel the wave approaching again. “Jeongguk, ‘m gonna come,” you murmur breathlessly, making his dick clench at how fucking submissive you sound to him right now. He whispers sooth encouragements into your ear and moves his hips up to meet yours just right and grazes the spot inside of you that has you cringing and sighing into his neck as he grunts when you clamp down on him and bite gently into his shoulder to muffle your cries. 

The orgasm is stronger than the last two he brought you to with his fingers and his mouth, respectively, as the feeling of his skin beneath your fingertips and the sheer rawness of his length brushing your walls makes you clamp down on his girth harder than you’ve ever come before. You cry out and clench your teeth and you’re going through your third intense wave of your orgasm when suddenly he flips the both of you over and pins your hips to his bed and begins to pound into you desperately.

His voice is strained and his hairline slick with sweat as he props himself up above you and glares determinedly into your face thats scrunched up in pleasure, moving his hips against you until he reaches his own peak. You feel his dick twitch once before he’s letting out a loud groan and a strangled cry of your name before his chest pulses for a moment and then he slumps down onto you. 

The both of you are spent and you’re still crying from the overwhelming feeling of being coaxed through three orgasms, with the third being the most intense you’ve ever felt in your life, and your chest heaves from the effort it took. Jeongguk is no better, as he pulls out of you with a groan and kneels between your legs. 

Taking advantage of your slumped and exhausted state, he pushes up a thigh and leans down a bit to see how his cum leaks out of your slit and grasps his cock that hasn’t softened yet with a groan. He gently holds the base of his sensitive member and collects the cum that’s already oozed out onto your thigh with his tip before pushing it back into you. 

You let out a strangled cry, a hand coming up to your mouth so you can muffle your cries, and another desperately clutching onto the wrist holding onto your thigh. He pauses, glancing up at your expression and waiting for you to push him away, but a slight movement of your wrist draws your thigh higher up and his hips a bit closer to you. Grinning, he grasps his softening cock once again and drags his tip from your upper thigh back into your slit, massaging his own cum into your center. 

When he’s completely limp and cringing himself from the overstimulation of pushing himself back into your pussy, he drops your thigh and climbs back up, whispering sweet things into your ear. 

“Baby, you were so good,” he coos, smoothing back your hair and wiping leftover tears. “You deserved that, you were so hot. Here, let me,” he gets a warm towel from the restroom and wipes down your thighs and core before dressing you in his t-shirt (a sight which he’ll never admit he absolutely loves) and pulling on a pair of boxers before climbing into bed with you and pulling you into his chest.

“I loved it.” 

You hiccup, breath short from the sensitivity but also from your tears. “You did?” 

And he thinks its the damned cutest thing ever, how even if you were an innocent girl he’d never thought he’d date, you suddenly turned into a sex starved shyer version of yourself because of him, and then returned back to the sweet blushing one he’d fallen in love with even after hours of rough sex and the dirtiest things. It absolutely fucking thrills him and makes his dick so hard whenever he brings you to too many orgasms, when you reach the point where you dont know whether to stop or continue, or to cry or kiss him. He’s had his fair share of flings and sexcapades, but he knows that the only girl who’s ever made him so whipped, the only girl who’s gotten Jeon Jeongguk wrapped around her tiny little finger, is you. 

You who he began to tease and flirt with as a joke, but ended up falling so damn hard for you after just a partner project where you ended up sympathizing with him and treating him like a real fucking human being, and not the football athlete that everyone worshipped and expected so much out of. You who always looked at him, past his body and face and extracurriculars, and into his soul and really truly understood who he was at the core. You who drunkenly kissed him one night underneath the stars and you who’s cheeks went furiously red when he kissed you again in front of the entire school. You who weren’t afraid of telling him when he was being too cocky or just a dick, and made sure to keep him in check, to the point that his teammates were commenting on what a kind softie he was becoming. 

And finally, you who he found himself hopelessly irrevocably in love with. 

And he looks down at you, with your bare face that’s not really anything special. Eyes, nose, and lips that are average, hair that’s common, and a body that others will say they’ve seen better. But its the way you look at him with your eyes that makes him love you. The way you press your nose against his neck when you cuddle with him and the way you shyly move your soft lips against him when you kiss him goodbye. It’s the way your hair feels like absolute silk underneath his fingers when he runs his hands through them when you’re asleep, and the way your entire body literally lights up and bends at his will and his only

Those are the things, amongst many, that made the high and mighty bad boy Jeon Jeongguk fall in love with you. 

So he cups your face and smiles as he pecks against your lips, peppering your face with them until you giggle and shriek against his attack. Laughing, he draws you close. 

“I did, because I fucking love you.”

Prequel: 01 & 02 [fin], Give and Take[M]

Bts reaction to public turning on a toy

Request: Omg I need a reaction from bts to that vibrator situation, wow, please can you do that mommy? The one where they make you wear a vibrator to which they have the remote/app to whilst you’re both with other members of bts? 😍😍😍😍😍

Omg just reading about that bullet vibration thing is getting me wet, can you please make a reaction like that with bts? Where they make you wear a bullet vibrator out in public with them while they have the control to it through an app?

Goddamn that sounds so hot. Can you make a bts reaction to that? Bts reaction to making you put on a vibrator and them having control over it through a remote or app while you both are out with the other boys? Please please please please please mommy, I never knew I needed something like this

Wow can I request that as a reaction? The vibrator in public & the boys of bts having control over it?

BTS reaction to finding out that you have a sex toy inside you (butt and/or vagina) in public? Thank you hehe.


He hates it when you didn’t pay attention to him. So he made you wear the damn thing and everytime you actually managed to concentrate in class he put it in motion making you want to cum on the spot. And when you turned to him to turn it off, he offered you the angel smile he was so famous for.

Originally posted by blackandwhitebangtan


Yoongi would either put it to full motion or he just stopped it. It was driving you nuts. On the edge, but not exactly. Yoongi toyed with you, where ever you went, whenever he wanted. And when you were about to just remove the god damn thing, you remembered the last time you didn’t followed thhe rules. Long tory short, it didn’t ended well.

Originally posted by ky-ngsoo


It was one his most torturous punishments. He would put it on half motion while you past him in the school corridor, making you turn around, a silent plead in your eyes. However, he was only smirking evily, and then turned it to full motion making you drop your thigns and fall on the ground so you could so something about it. While Namjoon helped you collect your stuff, his husky voice whispered “Good girl.”

Originally posted by rapnamu


The ride in the bus was bumpy on it’s own but Hoseok wanted you to feel it even more so he slowly started increasing the speed of the bullet vibrator inside you, making you jump out in surprise. Hoseok would release a small laugh, taking your hand in his, offering a small smile and an encouraging “You can do it.”

Originally posted by gotjhope


The prince of dance rarely takes risks, but this time he just couldn’t stop himself. You wanted to bring out the beast in him, so you put the sex toy on and downloaded the app on jimin’s phone and then whispered secretly in his ear what you did. And did he think about anything else that same day. At the end he got so frustrated

Originally posted by cute-pale


Boy is crazy. He will make you see stars throught the freaking day. In ten minutes the pace was going from fast to slow to stop to slow to middle to fast and in the middle of literature you cried. Then you received a me “Don’t you dare cum. Y/n, I’m warning you. I’m watching. From everywhere.

Originally posted by kimthwriter


Jungkook. The captain of the football team that had a secret relationship with the most quiet and good girl in the campus. The Jungkook that made his princess wear the vibrator while he controlled it. As he was having lunch he saw you with your friends on the other table eating quietly. His friends asked him why was he looking the direction of the goodies. Jungkook said nothing, only put the vibrator on full motion, watching smugly as you jumped off your seat. That made him want to fuck you right on the table.

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid


A/N: I write this form a public computer damn it. The things I do for you

Losing A Friend (Steve Harrington x Reader)

Originally posted by mikkeljensen

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Author Note: As requested here is part 2 of Best Friends... let me know what you guys think!

“(Y/n) how’s my best friend?”

(Y/n) let out a slight sigh turning towards Steve. Her eyes narrowing slightly at the question. Deep down she knew what he was going to say. He’s done this for a month now.. So why would this time be any different? Yet there was that stupid hope that she seemed to choke on every time. The one that caused the wounds to go so much deeper. The ones that left her heart hammering in hopes that this time would be different. “I’m good… Why what’s up?” She asked cautiously.

Steve leaned against the locker besides her with that anxious smile. Her stomach dropped realizing that this wasn’t any different. “So I totally forgot that I promised Nancy I’d-”

(Y/n)’s locker slammed shut making Steve jump. She shook her head swallowing down the bile that rose in her throat. She clutched her books tightly to her chest making her knuckles white. Her whole body felt like it was burning as anger and sadness swirled beneath her skin. “It’s fine Steve,” She grumbled.

Steve frowned slightly. His eyes studying her face for a moment. For the first time in weeks he truly looked at her. Her eyes were blazing with mixed emotions and she seemed to be clenching her jaw. She was tense and refused to meet his gaze. “Are you sure? I could-”

“So now you care?” She snapped startling Steve. Her eyes were narrowed and Steve watched in horror as her eyes began to swell with tears. She ran a hand through her hair scowling slightly. “For the first time in a month your actually caring?”

“(Y/n) that’s not-”

“Not true?!” (Y/n) laughed bitterly shaking her head. “Are you that fucking love struck Harrington? We haven’t hung out in forever!” (Y/n)’s vision was blurring and burned with unshed tears. Her chest tightening painfully as she struggled to keep back sobs. “Ever since Nancy came around you’ve all but forgotten me. My recital that I worked so hard for. You blew me off. That movie you promised not to watch without me. You took her for your date.” (Y/n) felt this hollow all of a sudden. Her heart practically aching as she remembered these things.

Steve felt anger bubbling beneath his skin. “Look (Y/n)! I’m sorry, but you know I really like her!” He snapped catching the girl off guard. “So will you stop being so selfish?!” Deep down Steve knew that he was being a jerk again. That his defensive walls were pulling up and that (Y/n) was completely right. 

(Y/n) tried not to cry, but those damn tears started falling. She scowled at Steve as her whole body burned. Everything seemed to be burning within her as She snapped, “So that’s it huh? Eight years of friendship down the drain?” Steve was silent causing another wave of tears to drip down (Y/n)’s cheeks. Today was no different, except for the fact that (Y/n) couldn’t take it anymore. “Thanks Harrington. It’s nice to know that now. Just stay away from me.”

(Y/n) shoved past him trying to dodge through the crowd of blurring colors. She felt sick to her stomach, and for a moment she thought she might hurl. She wiped the tears away furiously searching for a exit out of this damn school, when she ran right into someone. She went sprawling on the floor and her books scattered in every direction. She huffed and wiped at her eyes sniffling slightly. “Sorry I just-”

“It’s alright I wasn’t paying attention either,” They said before crouching down. It was a boy about her age and a camera was dangling from his neck. He had a few of her books in his hands and his eyes met hers. He frowned slightly. “Are you alright?’

(Y/n)’s face flushed with embarrassment as she quickly wiped the remaining tears away. “Y-Yea…” She quickly took the books from him and gathered the rest and stood up. The boy stood up as well and held out his hand seeming hesitant.

“i’m Jonathan by the way.”

(Y/n) was confused slightly as she began to relax. She put the thought away though and instead shook his hand smiling just slightly. “It’s Nice to meet you Jonathan I’m (Y/n).” 

Jonathan smiled and let go of her hand. “Well (Y/n) maybe I’ll see you around,” He said nervously. He turned away and made his way down the hallway leaving (Y/n) alone once more.

It was a horrible though. (Y/n) knew so, but she couldn’t help it. Perhaps Jonathan could be her friend considering her best friend was practically gone. In fact, he could probably help her forget. Forget Steve and perhaps she could be happy again. Yeah that sounded like a plan.


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This City Never Sleeps

Word Count: 3421

Pairing: Eventual Peter Parker x Female!Reader

Requested: Nope

Warnings: Light cursing.

Summary: You learn Peter’s secret, and it doesn’t take long for him to learn yours.

Note: This is really reader-heavy. but I really felt that in order to move on in this verse I had to develop that character and her relationships with the other characters. So, sorry if you wanted more Peter, but I promise there will be more of him in future installments. Also this is the most self-indulgent thing I’ve ever written in my life.

“(Y/N)! Has Peter told you about his new internship yet?” Ned asked excitedly, sitting down at your usual lunch table. Peter wasn’t there yet, but that wasn’t abnormal. He had chemistry before lunch and had recently taken to spending some extra time in the lab before coming to eat.

“No,” you said. “I haven’t really seen him yet today.”

“Oh, man, I don’t want to spoil it for you but it is crazy!” Ned said.

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Delta (Bucky Barnes x Reader) Pt. 10 ❤️

A/N: I’M SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT BB’S!! I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS ONE! i made it extra smutty! (; ENJOY! - Delilah ❤️  

Warnings: Sex (M/F). Swearing. Hella fluffy. NSFW. Daddy kink. Pregnancy sex. There’s sex gifs as well. 

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Pairings: ReaderxSweetPea

A/N: That’s all I’m going to say about that….(except this had originally been called American Beauty//American Psycho but this nake suited more as the story evolved…. different story with the og. title to come (also I mean Gearhead as in in cars not drugs so….))


Sweet Pea POV.

I had the annoyance of bringing Jughead to collect some of the things he left behind at Riverdale High. I looked around the outside of this perfect little school, not a guard in sight. The privilege of the privileged I guess. After an uncomfortable circling of the school, receiving the usual disproving stares, I returned to the front of the school and leaned on my car waiting for Jughead. Then she caught my eye.

At the top of the steps to the posh hell, stood an angel. Dressed in her cheer uniform, she was carrying a large pile of books, reading the note that lay on top as she slowly walked down the stone steps. She was like a goddess among common men. Then she stumbled down the last step, dropping her books everywhere. Okay, so a clumsy goddess, I can deal with that.

“Here let help you…” I’m not someone who helps a stranger? Especially a Northsider.

“Oh thanks” she gathered her notes while nervously biting her lip. She finally stood and took the books I had collected for her. She jumped slightly at the full sight of me. I’m used to that.

“Oh I uhh thanks”

“Yeah the snake tattoo tends to have that effect on people” she bit the inside of her lip before smiling, clearly realising I was joking.

“Oh forgot one umm- yn” I read her name on the cover. Her name was as beautiful as the person it belonged to. Once she got over the initial shock of seeing the Serpent decorate my next, she didn’t seem to want to rush away from me. New.

“Thanks umm"

“Sweet Pea” ready for the jokes about my name.

“Sweet Pea, thanks” she just smiled. I want to take a picture of that beautiful smile but that might cross some line.

“Oh you cut your knee when you fell…” on second glance to her beautiful legs, they were all marks.

“Oh yeah, that’s okay, it happens I’ll live…Yeah so, you go here Sweet Pea?”

“Oh God no” she raised an eyebrow at me.

“I mean I’m sure it’s nice and all but too far from home…I’m guessing you go here though” I looked at her in her cheer uniform again. It looks great on her but would be even nicer on my bedroom floor. She laughed at my attempt at humour, I like her I think. Wait no I don’t. Hello! Northsider! I think not!

“Hey Ynn, this guy bothering you” a guy adorning a blue and gold letterman jacket threw his arm around her and she seemed to almost flinch.

“No no Chris, Sweet Pea and I were just talking” she looked at the ground, her beautiful smile long gone.

“Yeah Chris. Just chatting.” My sarcastic tone came easy and he didn’t seem to appreciate it.

“Watch it buddy” a threat? That’s brave.

“Or what?” I was about to square up to him when Jughead came flying down the steps and into the back of Chris.

“Oh sorry Chris, oh hey YN! How are things?…did I interrupt something?”

“No you didn’t, we were just leaving, come on ynn we have practice” he seemed to half drag her away from us. She glanced over her shoulder and gave a small wave, a smile to match.

“Chris is such a jerk to that poor girl, Don’t know why she’s with him. Oh crap look at the time! come on we better get back” he threw his books into the boot but my eyes were locked on Yns silhouette. Time to get out of here, I’m losing my mind. Stepping down off the path I stood on a small notepad. I picked it up to see YNs name decorate the cover.

“Come on Sweet Pea we have to get back” he called from the passenger seat. I nodded after looking inside the cover of the notebook. As I had expected, yn was the type of girl to have her contact information on her books.

What a fucking jerk. Who says things like that? Not someone who is sane, that’s for sure. I continued my stewing for another hour, working away at the impossible car.

The slam of a car door snapped me out of my angry daze before I went back to fixing the car door in the garage.

“What’s up SP?!” Fangs slid across the bonnet of the car to my side.

“Nothing really, you?” I went back to fixing the wiring in the door.

“Whose yn?”

“What?” My eyes snapped back to him and he dangled her notes out in front of me. Damn it I forgot to put them away!

“Oh no one” I went to grab them but he pulled his arm back.

“Northsider by the looks of the school address”


“You’re not going rogue on us are you?” He teases and I continued with the door.

“Wait, are you?” He slid off the bonnet to stand closer to me, more serious now.

“No of course not” I pushed him back, grabbing her notebook from him.

“Umm hi” I looked up to the garage to door at the familiar beautiful sound on Yns voice. She stood in the doorway, long strapped handbag slung over her shoulder, hands held together as one in front of her, biting her lip.

“Well hello there” Fangs went to approach before I caught him by the shoulder and dragged him back. Nope not this one.

“Ohhhhh you must he YN?” I’m going to kill him.

“Umm yeah nice to meet you…”


“Fangs and Sweet Pea, no one called like Phil or John around here no?” She smirked and I returned the same.

“This isn’t the Northside Princess” he said sliding out past her. He winked from behind her before miming some obscene gestures. I’m going to hurt him later. She turned her head and he stopped before winking again and leaving to talk to Tall Boy outside by the motorbikes.

“Well he seems nice”

“Oh yeah he’s very cheery” who am I? Since when do I say ‘cheery’

“I hope you don’t mind but Jughead told me where you might be after we got kind of…cut off”

“Yeah, that happen a lot?”

“More than I’d care to admit” she walked around my workshop as she spoke, taking it all in. I wish I had had time to clean up. I popped the hood on the car, trying to seem like I didn’t care that she was wandering around in close proximity. She finally stopped her strolling when she was to the side of the car next to me, smiling. Why is this one always smiling?

“Nice car”

“Oh right yeah thanks, it’s shot though, might just scrap it for parts”

“Oh, shame….those wires shouldn’t be connected”

“What?” I couldn’t help but laugh and she turned kind of red.

“I umm sorry I’m sure you know what you’re doing…even if you’re doing it wrong…”

“No no Gearhead, show me” she seemed to weigh up her options before settling on the right one.

“Umm…gloves?” I crinkled my face up in confusion before uncrossing one arm from the other and pointing to the work bench behind her. She put her bag on top of the table before slipping on the gloves and draping her hair over one shoulder. She then disconnected the two wires in question and connected them to different ones. What does she think she’s doing? I laughed aloud, this girl is going to kill herself….kind of hot.

“That’s also wrong…do you mind if I…”

“No no be my guest Gearhead” I put my hands up and stepped back. Very hot.

After a moment or two she stepped back and closed down the hood again. Before sitting into the car she once again disconnected my wiring in the window before realigning them. If it was anyone else I would have snapped long ago. She sat into the driver seat and put the key into the ignition. This girl is either going to blow up the garage or blow my mind. She chose the latter.

The engine hummed into life after a second of her turning the key. She then pushed the window button and it glided down and up again, effortlessly. Unbelievable, thing hasn’t started in years. She turned off the car again and slipped out. Extremely hot.

“Umm there you go…”

“How did you…what did you…how…what…” I stood mouth agape looking at the car, her turn to laugh.

“Did I just hear an engine?! Did you get Sal start finally?!” Fangs came running back in from outside.

“No y-”

“Don’t be modest Sweet Pea” I looked at her and she nodded for me to take all the credit.

“We have to take it out!” Fangs half ran over to the car, not really caring who fixed it.

“Yeah we should” I agreed.

“Well I mean… you might want to take it off the blocks first…” she was right, it was on blocks and I couldn’t help but laugh again.

“I’ll see what we can do about that Northsider…shouldnt you be on your way back to your storybook?” he slipped out of the garage again. Lucky for him, I’m going to hurt him.

“So, cheerleader gear head?”

“Lots you don’t know about me” she smirked.

“I’d love to find out more” I came square into her then, stepping closer. I swept the hair from eyes and she bit her lip. I love it when she does that.  Yns phone ringing cut through the growing tension between us. She looked down at the ground before crossing the room to her bag.

“Hello-yeah-sorry-sorry-im just out with…a friend-” great boost to my confidence “-ill be there soon, I’m sorry-no please don’t I’m coming I’m sorry-okay-im sorry I’m on my way I’m sorry-okay bye” she hung up and threw her bag over her shoulder quickly half darting for the door.

“I’m sorry I have to go, bye Sweet Pea” her speech was rushed and disgruntled.

“Bye yn…wait wait your notebook!”

“Oh…I guess I forgot it again, I’ll have to come back and get it another time?” she smirked.

“Yeah I guess so” I returned the sentiment.

“Although maybe once your car is off blocks you can bring it to me” she winked then she was gone from me again. The idea of willingly going to the Northside was not my idea of fun but yn was.  Beautiful Gearhead.


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The List - Bruce Wayne x Reader (Quite NSFW)

Summary : You and Bruce, are making a list of all the people you slept with…Because why not ?

I just had this stupid idea when I was at work and sorry for it…hope you’ll still kinda like it and boom, here :

Do NOT read if NSFW/smutty things make you feel uncomfortable, you can go check my other fluffy and angsty stories instead, over there ;-) : 

My masterlist blog : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com


You don’t even remember who started it.

You don’t remember if it’s you who made a snarky comment first, or him.

You both were equally gifted in the sarcasm area, so it really could be any of you. And none of you could actually remember the instigator of it all…

But oh someone definitely started it, and now, you were both sitting on the floor around the coffee table of the living room, a pen in hand, a blank sheet of paper in front of you, thinking about all the people you had sex with. 

Or rather, about the people you had sex with and that you both knew. 

Who cared about some unknown guy from a bar, or a girl from a gala ? 

They meant nothing. They were just pleasure on the spot, something that didn’t matter at all and…to be honest, both you and Bruce didn’t care about those one night stands with people you didn’t give a damn about…You both knew you weren’t each other’s first time after all, and one night stands ? They were long over and there were not nearly as much as everyone thought…Bruce had only a few, and you too. And again, it was such a long time ago, and so meaningless (definitely not your favorite kind of sex, and Bruce would agree with that). 

This list was about the people you had sex with, with whom you shared part of your life, and/or someone you both knew. 

You knew almost everything about each others, but your past relationships ? You rarely talked about it. You never felt the need to, as you were too in love with each others for anyone else to really matter…

Both of you already stated multiple times, in your long years of marriage, that you never loved anyone like you loved each other. That all those past relationships were nothing compared to what you felt to each others. 

But…Curiosity always got the better of the two of you. 

And besides, when Bruce learnt that you used to date his best friend, Clark, he started to wonder if you slept with anyone else he knew, after all, you knew lots of Justice League members before knowing him so…He just wanted to know (he would never admit it, but he was quite jealous really. Grumpy Broosh). 

And so here you were, after one of you made a comment about it (wether it was you comparing Bruce to Clark or him saying something about Selina, you didn’t quite remember), writing a list. You were writing the last name on yours when Bruce raised his head and, very sternly said :

-I’m done.  

You smiled as you finished the last letter of the name you were writing and looked up, smiling at him. 

-Me too. 

Just another proof of how you were always so damn in sync, finished right at the same time. He doesn’t smile, and you smirk at him as you exchange papers. And…Exact same number than you. You quickly look over it and chuckle a bit, he detached his attention from your list (his frown getting bigger by the second as he was reading it), and, a bit suspicious, says : 

-What ? 

-Bruce, I think the two of us basically slept with the entire league. We’re super-sluts my heart. 

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His ||Jungkook|| 0.2

Member: Jungkook x Reader

Type: Angst, Fluff, Smut.

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everyone wanders about Keith’s fam and his childhood right but yo,, I’m still so curios about his garrison days. we know next to nothing about any of the paladins garrison time but we know a weird amount of nothing about keith considering we don’t even know his name when we know that he flunked out because of “disciplinary issues”. we don’t even know what that means either, considering lance just defending pidge to Iverson was treading on “following in keith’s footsteps”. regardless of what counts as ‘disciplinary issues’ at the garrison, it would probably take a lot to get keith, their star pilot, kicked out. it probably took something big, or something continuous, to get “best pilot of the generation” kicked out. regardless of if the garrison is up to something shady or not (they totally are), the would not want to lose keith, if he really is their best pilot. but to me, that raises even more questions. not even Why he got kicked out, but why he joined the garrison in the first place. we know that pidge joined to find her brother and father, and even before that, we know she wanted to come with them, and was obviously interested in space exploration. we know that lance loves piloting and that he’s passionate about it, and we can speculate from his character that it’s something he probably thought about even as a little kid. we know hunk loves engineering, we know he’s smart and we know the garrison is a very elite school. even if he gets flight sickness/has anxiety he probably saw how good their program is and had to get in. it’s pretty easy to speculate from character, and what we’ve seen, as to why the trio all went to the garrison. we don’t know much about shiros time either but we know he’s a good leader, probably pretty passionate about piloting, and was damn good at it too. but we can’t really speculate from keith. we don’t know if keith met shiro at the garrison, so we don’t know if that’s why he decided to go. as someone with such a trend of lowkey disobeying general orders, it’s hard to see him wanting to go to such a strict, elite school. all along I’ve been assuming that keith didn’t like it there because he got kicked out, but we don’t even know Why he went. even tho keith is reckless and “the loner” and doesn’t listen to others very well… we know he works hard, he trains all the time to be better, he takes his job as defender of the universe so so seriously, even if he fights with mall clerks and risks his life to find out who he is, he’s still 100% to saving the universe at the end of the day even if he has to sacrifice things that are important to him for it. so considering how high he was probably thought of at the garrison and how serious of a fucking teenager he is, despite his reckless and impulsive disposition, I find it hard to see him getting kicked out. he probably took his time at the garrison super seriously too, he was top of his class. but still considering all that, I’m still stuck on the fact that the garrison is so strict, and it’s hard to see keith putting himself in that situation unless it was Important. so I’m left to wonder two things:

why he joined, and why he got kicked out.

and tbh? I think the answer is the same for both questions. we know keith wants so bad to know about his family, and probably always has. for someone with no family, he seems to care about it a lot, even if not in the way pidge or lance do. in my mind, keith kogane joined the garrison as a scared angry orphan boy because maybe it was just some place to go, or somewhere a foster system or a disciplinary organization put this bright yet impulsive boy. and he tried so so hard in his classes because he wanted to be something his parents would be proud of if he ever got to meet them. he wanted to be able to be someone his parents would regret ever leaving behind. a son they could love. and then he fell in love with flying. and he tried harder. but he still did impulsive things like pick petty fights. but still he tried harder. and then the only person who never ever gave up on him, the only person who never left him behind, never left him to wonder where they’d gone, what he’d done this time to make them leave, his brother, disappeared. and the garrison was shady, and they wouldn’t let their star pilot, their prodigy, know what happened. he probably got kicked out of the garrison the same way katie holt did - looking for his brother. because I think family matters to keith in a strange, abnormal way. it’s the only way it could matter to him because it’s the only way he had it. and I think there’s a lot more to that story that first meets the eye

You Never Know

Originally posted by stydiaislove

Thank you for the comments and the messages. It really has meant a lot and I can’t believe how easy it is to write for Steve but then again, it’s Steve. So, here is part three and I hope it’s to your liking. Also, thank you for all the follows: means a buttload!

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| Steve Harrington x Reader |

Requested: ‘I fricking LOVE ‘you never know’ omg, great work’

‘OMMGMGGMGGG you never know is great!!! i love it so much i hope you write more !’

So yes. Requested.

You were in the Wheeler’s basement, watching a young girl lift the Millenium Falon off the ground with just her mind. There was no gimmick to it, no string to help support it, you must have waved your hand over the toy at least eight times. You looked up at Steve, your eyes getting bigger as his expression couldn’t help but smile at your sense of wonder.

“Holy shit,” You mumbled, looking back at the girl. A smile came across your face, “You’re the real deal. Holy fuck!” You stood up, placing your hands on the sides of your face, spinning in a circle to finally look at Steve once more. “Jesus, fuck! I’m sorry for the cursing. It’s just―fuck!” The younger boys glanced over at Steve, unsure of what was going on.

“Was it the best thing to tell her?” Mike, the leader of their pack, asked.

“What? Y/N? Yeah, she’s totally,” Steve couldn’t help but smiled at you when he saw the look on your face. Pure amazement, “cool.” He finished his sentence. “Anyways, didn’t you tell Max all this with just knowing her of just a week?”

“That wasn’t all of our decision!” Mike interjected, pointing at Lucas, “Lucas told her without letting any of us know!”

“I’ve known Y/N since kindergarten,” Steve said, crossing his arms, looking down at the young teens, “I say, she should know because I need at least another set of hands to handle all of you.”

“But what about the bad men?” Will softly spoke up. His big doe eyes looked at Steve, having a sense of worrying hitting the pit of his stomach, “Or the upside down? We are going to have another person to worry about.”

“I’ll look after her.” Steve quickly said. He rubbed the tip of his nose to hide away his blush from everyone. Everyone that is but one boy catching it.

“This was your plan all along! He wouldn’t shut up about her earlier! He was waiting by the phone all night!” Dustin practically yelled. He pointed to the guy that he recently looked up to, “What happened to show them you don’t care?”

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We Are Young: Chapter 1

Throne of Glass High School AU

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

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“Coach is going to kill you.”

Aelin had to resist the urge to roll her eyes. She glanced over at Nehemia, but the dark skinned beauty was too busy backing into a parking spot of the school parking lot to pay her any attention.

Uncle Orlon,” The car came to a stop and Aelin sent Nehemia another pointed look - “Isn’t going to kill me for added a little extra sugar in my coffee.” A pause. “Uncle Weylan might though.”

“There are several things wrong with your statement,” Lysandra spoke up from the back of the car. She leant forward to look at herself in the rearview mirror, fixing her hair as she spoke. “One, you got a gingerbread latte and added three extra packets of sugar. I wouldn’t call that ‘a little’. And two,” Lysandra turned, sending Aelin a deadly smile. “Coach Weylan will definitely kill you when he finds out.”

If he finds out.” Aelin smirked, taking a big sip of her over sugared drink.

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just a bet part vii

hey! im so sorry this took entirely as long as it did

i love every one of you so much and thank you for being patient

part one, two, three, four, five, six

1 month and 29 days remaining

Richie was exhausted. His ‘perfect’ plan to tell Eddie didn’t work and he was the definition of frustrated. He barely slept Sunday night and he didn’t sleep the night of the date. His eyes were bloodshot and the circles under them were more prominent than he’d ever seen them. Richie let out a of breath out of his nose. He felt so disconnected and disappointed, which was odd. It wasn’t like Eddie was mad. The date itself went well, it just didn’t go to plan. Not that his plan was going to have a good ending, anyway.

Richie arrived at school, slowly walking into the building. The lady at the front desk, Mrs. Lambert, gave him a look that he identified as ‘this kid is on drugs’. He ignored it.

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for @baeyards‘s #greasykeith movement!

Keith was, and is, a greasy dude. He lived in a shack for a year and wasn’t phased by the lack of cleanliness in the SLIGHTEST. He…doesn’t care. Examples? Proof? Here. 

  • When he had to fix his speeder, he would end the day up to his elbows in motor oil and just……….wipe his hands on his jeans until they weren’t wicked filthy anymore. 
    • Listen, water is hard to come by in the desert. He wasn’t gonna waste it if jeans would do an okay job, health hazards be damned. 
  • When Keith DID get off his ass and decide he really, truly did need to go on a water run, he would drive into town looking like he walked out of The Outsider’s, okay? 
    • There was a public high school in town that had a gym with showers connected to it. 
      • He got to know one of the kids that went there after fixing his car when it broke down on the side of the road 40 minutes before a test he had to take. 
        • The kid’s mother is a janitor at the school. She lets him in once a week as she opens up the place early on Monday for a shower. 
          • Keith is in and out in 10 minutes. 
            • Sometimes he’s not much cleaner at all. 
      • (Like I said, he doesn’t care too much.) 
  • These habits and experiences transfer into his time on the castle ship. 
    • He struggles to understand how Lance justifies cleaning so damn much. They have a limited water supply on the ship; one major shower a week should be enough, with little showers after training. 
      • Right? 
        • Absolutely not, Lance says. 
          • What the HELL Keith, Lance says. 
    • What the hell LANCE, Keith asks. Limited water, limited time. Why be wasteful? 
    • Lance keeps track after that. He notices the following: 
      • Keith might be pretty, but: 
        • He hasn’t changed his shirt in five days. 
        • He hasn’t brushed his hair in three days. 
        • His boots….are caked in purple dirt from whatever planet they visited last. 
          • Keith is 100%, absolutely, a gross, greasy teenage guy. And he isn’t even AWARE of it.
  • Lance’s first step is to buy Keith new clothes. A jean button-up and and a pair of track pants from the Earth shop at the space mall. Plus a new hairbrush and some minty shampoo. He leaves them outside Keith’s door with a note tied to them. 
  • Keith takes offence at first. 
  • Useless effing stuff. 
    • He doesn’t need to smell like mint!
      • The track pants are…too soft…! 
  • The jean shirt is useful though. 
  • He can wipe his hands on it. 
    • (Eventually, he uses the shampoo.)
      • And showers. 
              • (But only twice a week). 

(sh/d/ins don’t interact.)

anonymous asked:

I wish they wrote alison's storyline better. To me, she's the most iconic character of the show but after she came back "from the dead", her storyline was a bit disappointing and sasha was given limited outstanding scenes to rlly act out her potential as alison :/

Alison DiLaurentis went from one of the most ICONIC mean girl characters of all time to a middle aged soccer mom who dresses like she’s insecure by the other moms who she sees at the monthly PTA school meetings so she shops at JCPenny and Payless during clearance sales and subscribes to style magazines that published how office attire is in but she went overboard with the blazers bc the magazines say blazers command respect while also being fashionable so she brought them in bulk so she can finally be noticed by others because her own husband hardly touches her and when he does its a 25 second pump and grunt that she doesn’t even get wet for. That’s who Alison DiLaurentis turned into and I blame it all on MK & Co. trying to “redeem” her character and the damn wardrobe department who don’t know how to DRESS Sasha just because she’s not a size 4. They give her the most unflattering looks throughout the time jump that one of her best looks is when she was in the hospital/fresh-faced in pajamas. Whoever is in charge of that needs to be ripped apart bc Sasha is so beautiful yet they make her look like someone’s grandmother 😒😒

Inside the super-sized Glee reunion on The Flash-Supergirl musical crossover

Darren Criss is singing his heart out. Grant Gustin and Melissa Benoist are tap dancing. “It’s literally a Glee episode,” Gustin jokes. No, the Fox series hasn’t been revived. The trio are actually reuniting for the first time since their days on the Emmy-nominated hit series for a different kind of musical — and Criss may finally get his revenge.

His Glee character, Blaine Anderson, received a slushy facial from Gustin’s Sebastian Smythe back in 2012, but now the tables have turned, with Criss assuming the mantle of the dastardly DC Comics villain Music Meister in the highly anticipated Flash/Supergirl musical crossover. “It is funny that the last time I worked with Grant, he was the bad guy and he was singing at me, and now I’m the bad guy singing at him,” Criss says. Though it’s a different set, with the quick turnaround and prep, Criss concurs that this all feels familiar. “It’s just Glee,” he says.

In the March 21 episode of The Flash, Barry (Gustin) and Kara (Benoist) find themselves trapped in a movie musical of the Meister’s creation — an hour that has been years in the making. “We’ve always talked about doing it, from the very beginning, more in a joking way,” says executive producer Andrew Kreisberg. Gustin, however, was initially curious. “I didn’t ever think it would be a real thing, so when they told me it was real, I was like, ‘How?!‘”

Here’s how: As the Scarlet Speedster and Girl of Steel experience turmoil in their interpersonal relationships, they’re whammied by the Music Meister, a less mustache-twirling, more manipulative villain who causes victims to break into song. The character was famously voiced by Neil Patrick Harris in the Batman: The Brave and the Bold animated series. “I have made a pretty decent career of only taking over roles as made famous by child stars,” jokes Criss, who also played the titular wizard in the Harry Potter musical.

“I could not be happier that he’s here,” gushes Benoist, whose Glee character Marley Rose was mentored by Blaine. “He’s killing this role. He’s bringing such a fun energy, the way he did on Glee as well.”

Being fans of movie musicals as kids, the power-stripped heroes end up trapped in a golden-age send-up involving rival gangs and their kids falling in love — though expect many of the couples to come with a twist. The only way out? Follow the Meister’s script till the end. It may be a prison to them, but it’s heaven to Benoist. Noting she was born in the wrong era, the actress takes delight in the vintage ambience while sitting on a ’40s-era nightclub set. “Not that I don’t love the [Supergirl] suit, but it just feels good playing the same character in a completely different setting,” she says. “I’m eating this up.”

The Glee alums aren’t the only big names attached to the special episode. In a nod to Kara’s favorite film Wizard of Oz, everyone else in the vocally impressive cast is playing a character within this movie, from Jesse L. Martin, Victor Garber, and John Barrowman as rival mob bosses to Jeremy Jordan’s club pianist and Carlos Valdes’ aspiring artist busboy. Cherry-picking the movie musical genre — West Side Story, Singing in the Rain, and Guys and Dolls among the show’s inspirations — the hour also features some original songs, including “Runnin’ Home to You” from Oscar-winning La La Land duo Benj Pasek and Justin Paul, as well as the bubbly and playful Rachel Bloom co-penned tap duet “Super Friend.” “It’s a goofy song and it’s very consistent with that style of Crazy Ex-Girlfriend,” Gustin says.

“We were approached by Rachel Bloom, who reached out to us and she really wanted to write a song for us,” Kreisberg explains. “And Greg [Berlanti] had a relationship with Pasek and Paul, so we sat down with them — we hadn’t even seen La La Land with them, but Greg had been such huge fans of theirs.”

The episode also includes several covers, among them the Benoist solo “Moon River,” and an ensemble performance of Jackie DeShannon’s “Put a Little Love in Your Heart” that brings the denizens of the ’40s nightclub to their feet as the Meister conducts Jordan, Valdes, and John Barrowman in an epic, upbeat dance number choreographed by Glee’s Zachary Woodlee. “Some things are just star-crossed,” Valdes says of his two worlds — superheroes and musicals — colliding. “Some things are just destined and written in the stars. This felt like one of those instances where it was just something that was going to happen.”

Jordan concurs: “Ever since they announced the cast of our show — plus the casts of Flash and other shows having so many musical theater people in them — it was only a matter of time before they harnessed those talents and made something into it.”

All involved have unquestionable talents when it comes to singing, but Barrowman says the DeShannon piece doesn’t play to his strengths: “I’m exceptionally confident vocally, but they show me the dance steps and I’m not a hip-hopper, no way,” says Barrowman, who practices his moves on set between takes. “I panicked.” Still, Barrowman was determined to be involved once he learned of the crossover. “I hadn’t heard anything and I just basically then said, ‘I think you would be daft or stupid not to have me in this, really,‘” he says. “But they planned on it all along.”

On the flip side, Gustin says he was excited about slipping back into his dance shoes. “More than anything else, my true foundation was tap dance,” the actor says. “It’s been cool to get back to it.” Adds Benoist: “It’s funny how things stay in your muscle memory. It was fun to pick it back up again and see your body and be like, ‘Oh, we remember how to do this.'”

With everyone in one room, Barrowman admits, “I’m a bit fan-boying out to be honest,” explaining that he watched his castmates’ former projects Glee and Smash. “What a nerd,” Jordan responds upon hearing the news. “He plays it super cool backstage, so you wouldn’t know he was geeking out.”

Beyond Glee, the hour marks an even bigger reunion as Gustin and Supergirl‘s Chris Wood — who, along with co-star David Harewood, will guest in the crossover, but not sing — went to school together, while Criss counts Valdes, Pasek, and Paul as classmates. “It’s been a very sentimental crossover on so many levels,” Criss says. “Every day, every scene my mind is being blown. I can’t believe I’m here with Melissa Benoist and Carlos Valdes. ‘How do you guys even know each other? Oh, that’s right, you’re both superheroes!'”

Fun fact: Another classmate of theirs, Andy Mientus, also previously played a villain on The Flash, with Criss joking it’s about damn time he appeared in the Berlanti-verse. “I was wondering why everybody else I knew had been on the show but me,” Criss says with a laugh. In truth, Kreisberg says Criss was destined to play this role. “Darren so brings him to life,” the EP says. “I’m not sure who we would have gotten to do it if Darren had said no, but it turned out to be one of those things where we wanted Darren and Darren actually wanted the part. It was very kismet.”

Should the crossover prove successful, Kreisberg even has hopes for a sequel, and Criss would be elated to return to the wild, wild world of singing superheroes. “I would have liked to have written some songs,” quips the actor and musician, who landed the role too late in the process to do so. “I want to come back, I’m not done — then I’ll have my true payback!” Watch out, Flash!

The musical crossover will kick off at the end of Supergirl‘s March 20 hour, with the majority of the action taking place during The Flash‘s March 21 episode, both airing at 8 p.m. ET on The CW.

TAZ Nanowrimo: 11/07

Taako loves his magic boy very much. Angus can never, ever know this.

Except, that is, when he needs to hear it. 

General rule of thumb: Taako despises crowds. Fuckin’ hates ‘em. They’re good and dandy when he’s lifted above, spotlight trained on his face and all eyes pinned to his, soaking up every flirtatious wink and every uproarious joke. But being in the middle of them and pressed against all these people shuffling to get on the train, stuffed tight with hundreds of bodies like blades of grass curled and crinkled together in a fist - ugh. No. Hard pass from Taako. Every accidental nudge from passerby and cheerful whoops, excuse me! makes him want to curl into his own jacket and fuckin’ expire. 

The smoke thick and heavy in the air doesn’t help either. Taako’s got one end of his shawl pinned around his mouth, sweeping from his shoulder up to where he’s pinned the delicate fabric against his ear with the feather earring Kravitz gave him. The shawl doesn’t filter much of the smoke, but by Istus it’s something, and Taako will take whatever he can get.

A few years after the Day of Story and Song, Merle doesn’t bother affecting disinterest - he’s failed enough wisdom saves under the influence of his own Zone of Truth that pretending to dislike Angus is an endeavor doomed to fail from the start. He doesn’t ruffle Angus’s hair, because splinters, but he does give the boy a hearty pat on the shoulder and a piece of fatherly advice that makes Angus’s face contort into a truly spectacular combination of hilarity and revulsion.

Behind them, Magnus hefts the last of Angus’s luggage onto the train. It’s an easy task for the hulk of a man, since Angus doesn’t take much on trips. (A bad habit left over from childhood, Taako guesses, though Angus is taking more with him to school now than the stuff he took with him to the Bureau. Which doesn’t say much, ‘cause Ango arrived on the moon with, like, a couple pairs of clothes, an iron, some books, a spare pair of lenses. Now he’s got an entire suitcase stuffed with trinkets and good-luck gifts and three folders full of letters from his family that’s he’s carefully preserved over the years, and gods damn it, Taako is proud of him.)

Taako watches in vague amusement as Magnus unzips Angus’s bags surreptitiously, shuffling Angus off toward Taako while Merle slips yet another bag of sweets into his luggage for Angus to find later. Gods, he loves these idiots, he really does, but they’re dumb as a bag of fuckin’ rocks. Who do they think they’re fooling - the world’s greatest detective? Who’s he supposed to suspect is dropping scones in his bag, the fuckin’ Candlenights bunny?

“Well, this is about it, sir,” says Angus. One of the other kids’ bags falls and takes Merle down with a sound whack. Merle curses it out as Magnus replaces it hastily, looking fervently around himself. 

“Sure is, D’jango,” Taako says without straightening from his post lounging against a nearby column, because his wisdom modifier is enough at level fuckin’ sixteen that he can save against Zones of Truth, thanks very much. “You excited?”

“Very much so!” Angus says. He adjusts his spectacles a little nervously.

Magnus and Merle have scooted away from the luggage compartment, which is now more or less in shambles.  Merle’s patting Magnus’s shoulder as he wipes a tear from his scarred face. Overly sentimental shithouse.

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A/N: i don’t care what anyone says jasper was the hottest character in the whole of the twilight series. team Edward? or team Jacob? fuck that i’ll take every single one of the Cullen’s besides Edward any day


When Bella made a permanent resident at phoenix with mum I stayed with dad, and boy am I glad I did. Jasper Whitlock Hale has been the best thing that has happened to me in my dysfunctional life and although the wolves and the Cullen’s don’t get along, I can still be friends with the both of them, save for the comments made about each other. When Bella moved back to forks it got complicated and difficult when she started to like Edward and tried to figure out who or what he was.

‘(Y/n)!’ Bella yells storming into my room only to stumble upon me curled up against jasper’s body

‘What?’ I whine not wanting to get up as I was comfortable and this was the best sleep I have had in a while seeing as jasper and I only just got back together after we had a pretty bad fight.

‘Um. Can I talk to you privately please’ she says starting to sound urgent

‘Only if you promise not to tell dad that I have a boy in my room’ I say, well more like mumble still tired

‘Yeah sure’ she replies quickly, still reluctant I start to slowly move well that was until jasper spoke up

‘come on darlin’ you still have school this mornin’ anyway so you might as well get up now’ his accent prominent

‘I ain’t going anywhere when you talk to me like that’ I say seductively forgetting that my sister was still in the room

‘(Y/n)! Come on, now’

‘Fine’ I roll out of bed still reluctant and as soon as I get into Bella’s room she shoves a piece of paper into my face and when I give her a questioning look she just points to her ears and then points to the door, I sigh and read the paper and start to laugh,

You can’t trust jasper or his family, they are dangerous wait until after school and I’ll know for certain if they are safe or not


‘Yeah that’s not going to happen’ I say chuckling as I left her room and went to get ready for school today.

just going to leave this here because i think he honestly looks so god damn sexy in this.

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I feel so cold and I long for your embrace pt.3

They looked at each other, and Mike jumped up, grabbing his backpack and looking frantically all around the cabin.

‘My room’ El hissed and the door to their right opened. He tiptoed there, his sneakers and jacket floating after him. The door closed.

‘Hey, kid. Had a nice day?’ he heard Hopper’s gruff voice and crawled under the bed, just in case.

'Yes. ’

'I brought some chicken wings and fries. Is Wheeler eating with us too?’

Mike froze.

'What do you mean?’ he had to give it to her, she was convincing, but Hopper wasn’t stupid.

'I brought him some too. Your room or the closet?’

He could almost hear amusement in Hoppers voice and he slowly crawled out, getting up and hesitantly opened the door.

'Uh, hi, chief. ’ he grinned sheepishly.

El looked between them and snorted. When Hopper turned his gaze to her, raising his eyebrows, she attempted to keep a straight face.

'Okay. Since you’re here anyway, you can help me out, Wheeler. ’ Hopper handed him the chicken box and took of his jacket and hat.

'Uh, right, yeah. ’ Mike took the box to the kitchen. Three plates flew out of the cupboard. 'Um, if you don’t mind me asking… Out of curiosity… How did you know I was here?’

'First of all, you left your bike in the exact same spot as yesterday…’

'You knew I was here yesterday?’

’… And you did manage to knock over a broom on the terrace. I’ve been a cop way too long to get outsmarted by a thirteen year old kid, no offence. ’

'Uh, yeah… None taken. ’ Mike strached his neck.

'Do you mind going outside for a sec, though?’ Mike sensed it wasn’t exactly a request and nodded. Hopper tried to open a door, but it didn’t seem to work. He sighed heavily.

'El? Would you be so kind?’

'No. ’

'Im not going to interrogate him, I just want to talk. ’

'Talk here. ’ she crossed her arms across her chest, looking at the chief challengingly.

'No, El, it’s okay.’ Mike smiled at her, and looked up at the chief. 'Lets go.’

The door opened (after just a few more pushes from Hopper and one curse word) and they went outside.

Hopper lit a cigarette and stood with his back turned at the cabin. Mike took a place next to him, trying not to wrinkle his nose at the smoke.

'You really shouldn’t skip school, you know. I did a lot, it doesn’t get you far, trust me. And from what I’ve heard you’re a pretty damn good student. ’

Mike shuffled his feet uncomfortably.

'I know I shouldn’t, but…’

'You can still see her. In the afternoons. ’ Hopper sighed. Mike looked at him so quickly he nearly gave himself a blackout.

'I can?’

'Yes. ’ the cop looked at him seriously. 'After. School. Homework done. No bike. ’

Mike nodded vigorously.

'For real?’

'For real. If I don’t make it this way, it will be either you skipping school or her sneaking out anyway. But school first, visits second. Understood?’

'Yes, sir. ’

'Drop the 'sir’, kiddo. Where has the “piece of shit” gone?’

Mike blushed.

'Yeah, well, about that, I…’

'Hey, I was just teasing. ’

'No, but… Really. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. ’ Mike looked up at Hopper. ’ You… You are really a good man, I mean… I… Thank you, I guess. For finding her. And looking after her.’ he gulped 'I…’ he looked away, pressing his lips together.

'I’m sorry too, Wheeler.’ Hopper said gruffly and Mike felt his heavy hand ruffling his hair. He nodded stiffly, trying to force some of the sudden moisture in his eyes to go back where it came from. Wow, he really was a crybaby lately. 'Come on, before she forces us inside. Like, litterally. ’

Mike snorted a bit, and Hopper offered him a small smile.

'You like chicken, right?’

He did.