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  • Bastila: Um, look, I'm not going to-
  • Mission: DO IT!
  • Bastila: *sighs* I'm Bas, and I was wrong, I'm singing the Bas Wrong Song. I shouldn't have attacked my friends, now I dance till my torment ends.
  • Mission: Do the kicks! Jazzier!
  • *a gizka grabs one of Bastila's pigtails with its tongue*
  • Bastila: AGH! NO! LET GO!
  • Mission: *to Zaalbar* Hm, what do you think?
  • Zaalbar: Rrrraaaarrrrrggghhh.
  • Mission: Take thirty!
How BTS would be in Bed | Maknae-Line [M]

Hi guys admin Sunshine is here! I hope y’all have enjoyed the reaction that I’ve made yesterday. So as I’ve promised; I’ve made the maknae-line for you guys. I hope you guys enjoy it. I love you guys thanks for the support xoxo <3

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Cranky || Peter Parker x Reader

@acrilic​: you could write like cute jealous!peter where you start spending a bit more time with another friend of yours and one day peter comes through your window cus he’s so done and wants to tell you that he likes you sm and he just starts rambling and you kiss him to shut him up efmldka i feel like that would be cute idk

Warnings: Swearing, angry teenager hormones™, prolly bad grammar, jealous & angry cinnamon roll Peter, kind of angsty??

Notes: i hope i don’t fuck this up :)) dammit this got too long. sorry for that. this is probably bs but heck it’s my first imagine. pls read it all it took like five hours and give me a shot :’) prolly going to write a series. enough talking,,, i hope you enjoy and ignore my self-loathing note. also give me your opinion on this! i would love to read all of y’all’s opinions.

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Peter Parker and (Y/N). Two nerds, best friends, crushing on each other and too oblivious to notice. 

You had a Spanish exam the next day and you planned on hanging out on your house with Peter. You knew Peter’s little secret and you insisted him to come hang out with you instead of some bad guys that tried to kill him. You never could see him hurt, you couldn’t live with that in your conscience, that you could do something to help him.

Peter: (Y/N).
(Y/N): what
Peter: Sorry, but I can’t go to your place tomorrow… :( please forgive me.
(Y/N): you’re going to try and flirt with some cute girls with your suit, huh? go on, i forgive you dude. i’m your wingwoman ;) 
Peter: What? no…
Peter: Anyways thank you! You’re the best! We’ll hang out some other day, okay? :)
(Y/N): yeah, yeah. also please call me when you’re at the cafeteria, please i have no clue how to get there.

You lock your phone and stuck it in your pocket again, waiting impatiently for the class to end. After the bell rang, you were heading to the school’s Cafeteria. You were trying to guess where it was since it was pretty far from your classrom. Walking through several hallways and not finding anything, your eyes met with a cute boy, standing against the wall, looking through his phone and with his earbuds on and bopping his head up and down at the beat of the music.

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If Dino and Ravus Were Party Members... (Banter)

@parmesanicecream – Does this mean Dino and Ravus banter? Because it does now, in my mind~ C:


Dino: “Man, I knew you guys went out on your own epic adventures and all, but I didn’t think they’d be this adventure-y and all.”
Noctis: “Well, yeah. It’s not exactly an easy job going into caves for your gems.”
Dino: “And I appreciate it. But it sure is spooky in here.”
Prompto: “Wanna know what’s really scary here though~?”
Dino: “What?”
Ravus: “Me if you do not cease your talking.”

Dino: “So you’re the famous Ravus, huh? High Commander Ravus Nox Fleuret.”
Ravus: “Even heathens like you know of me, it seems.”
Dino: “Kinda hard not to know ya from all the gossip around the cities. Is it true that ya have as big of a sweet tooth as they say?”
Ravus: “It is all nonsense and lies. Sweets are what result in tooth decay and addiction.”
Ignis: “Does that mean I should stop making cake for you, Ravus?”
Ravus: “Do not even insinuate doing such a thing, Scientia.”

Dino: “Boom! Right in the kisser!”
Ravus: “You will be kissing no one, Ghirazne!”

Dino: “Your friend here ain’t really much of a talker, huh?”
Gladiolus: “Wouldn’t call him a friend exactly.”
Dino: “So what is he then?”
Ravus: “Annoyed with by this conversation.”

Dino: “So the big scoop on ya, Ravus, is that you’re a wanted man in not only Lucis, but in Niflheim too. Sounds to me like someone’s got some commitment issues.”
Ravus: “My loyalties are to Tenebrae. Lucis and Niflheim has never once done anything for my people, so why should I for theirs?”
Dino: “I mean, true, true. A guy like you has to be a man of the people after all. Probably what’ll make ya a great king in the future!”
Ravus: “If only I were worthy enough to obtain such a title…”

Dino: “Damn, these daemons really are thirsty for us! They’re about to catch these hands though!”
Ravus: “Their reflexes will be faster than your hands. Try using your weapon instead.”
Dino: “Wait, no. I meant…” *sigh*

Dino: “I like ya, Ravus-”
Ravus: “I would rather you did not.”
Noctis: “I’d rather you didn’t either.”

Dino: “Ya know, I bet you were a great commander when you were still with the Nifs and all. Probably had your own army and a fancy officer because you’re smart, and cool, and-“
Ravus: “Flattery will not grant you permission to conduct an interview with Lunafreya, so cease your pestering.”
Dino: “Damn…”
Prompto: “Well, it was worth a shot for all of us!”
Noctis: “No kidding…”

Dino: “Hm… I dunno, what do you think?”
Ignis: “I would say something along the lines of amethysts. Perhaps even some tanzanite for him.”
Gladiolus: “More gem talk or something?”
Dino: “Yeah! Figured since I made some accessories for you all, I’d make something for Rae over here too. A ring or somethin’.”
Ravus: “…Are you attempting to purpose to me? Without even courting me. How crude.”
Dino: “What? No! Gods, do you take everythin’ this seriously?!”
The Chocobros: “Yes. Yes he does.”

Dino: “Ya know, you gonna be my hand model or something like I asked ya? Could use a few shots for my next collection of rings.”
Ravus: “If you wish for me to display myself as your hand model, then you may… How is it that you say it… ‘Fuhget about it?’
Noctis: “…Ravus, don’t ever say that again. Ever.”

Brat

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: fluff, high school!au, rivals-to-lovers
Summary: Jeon Jeongguk is a brat. He’s also the most irritating boy you’ve ever met. One day, you’re going to brawl him. 
Word Count: 10k
A/N: this is one of the longest fics I’ve ever written? I’m glad to have it out of my drafts oh God. 

Originally posted by jkguks

“Nah, there’s no way you’d beat me. You’re too small.”
“I’ll use that to my advantage.”
“How could you possibly do that?”
“I’ll buckle your knees.”
“Fair. That’d take me down. But what would you do then?”
“I don’t know. Stomp on your face or something.”
Wow!
You shrugged, not looking up from your phone. “

To say you hated Jeon Jeongguk was an overstatement. Unfortunately, it was an overstatement that many people toted as the truth.

It was easy to see where it began. When you’d first met him, you just hadn’t liked him all that much. You’d thought he was a bit obnoxious. Not that you blamed him entirely for that. You imagined that, if everyone kept telling you how wonderful you were, you might eventually start thinking that, too. The unfortunate thing was that he lived right next door to you.

What you did know, however, was that you were going to brawl Jeon Jeongguk, and you were going to win.

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anonymous asked:

Victor: Yuuri~ (^ ❤️ ^) Yuuri: Hi Victor :) Victor: Done working? Yuuri: Yes. But I'm still stressed :( The case im working on is complicated Victor: ooh what case? Maybe I can help, Officer ;) Yuuri: Hahaha thanks. It's called "The Nikiforov Case" Victor: Oh. I don't know that Yuuri: I didn't really expect you to Yuuri: I don't even know what his face looks like haha Victor: Hm Victor: What do you think he looks like?? Yuuri: i think he would be bald tbh! Haha Victor in the distance: fuck

Interesting dialogue! :D
Hahaha, poor Victor ^^;;
IT’S OKAY, EVEN IF YOU GO BALD YURI WILL SURELY STILL LOVE YOU
Though, he’s probably less in love with the criminal side of you XD

“One Jump Ahead” - Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 3,019

Plot: Gotta keep, one jump ahead of the explosion…

Warnings: a building is on fire? (the building’s condition in this imagine is most likely, guaranteed not accurate but I am going to keep it that way because I don’t know science and I’m going to use movie aka Hollywood logic.)

Author’s Note: Alright, so this for the song challenge for the lovely month of May. I hope you enjoy the cheesiness that lies ahead…

Also, the reader does not work at the real Oscorp. It’s just a small office I made up somewhere past Central Park. Let me live, I know it’s cheesy. And probably inaccurate, I’ve only been to New York once.

Lilly’s Imagine

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Picture Perfect - Tye Dillinger x Reader

Summary:- You and Tye have been trying for a baby for months, to no success. After one night of passion when you go to surprise him, you fall pregnant. You want to find the best way to tell Tye, and his reaction is out of this world. 

Warnings:- Fluff, Swearing i think?

Word Count:- 1,275

Request by @megaperfect10

@fangasm202

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imagine your OTP
  • two people staring up at the sky on the roof of their house
  • Person A: *tries to swallow the lump in their throat* What do you think is gonna happen?
  • Person B: hm? What?
  • Person A: *voice starts to crack with uncontrollable breathes* When i die, what do you think will happen?
  • Person B: *starts laughing between sobs* You're gonna go to hell and it's gonna be a big party with glowsticks and hookers.
  • Person A: I thought you didn't believe that stuff?
  • Person B: I don't. I just want to think that we'll be together in some awesome place and that i'll see you again without you being in pain and dying.
  • Person A: I'm sorry. i'm so sorry. I don't want to leave you; I want to stay here with you. Please, don't leave me. *grabs Person B's hand*
The Joker x Reader - “Mini Monster in Training”

The Joker is going to babysit his daughter alone for the first time. You really need to get away for a little bit so hopefully the two of them will manage without you. How hard can it be?!

“Here she is, baby,” you whisper, handing over your 6 months old daughter to J.  She’s still sleeping and he reaches his hands, impatient:

“Gimme!” he grins, placing Emma on his chest, careful not to wake her up. “I don’t want you to go,” he talks in a low voice, caressing her back.

“I’ll only be gone for a few hours, OK? I really need to dye my hair and get out of the penthouse for a little bit.”

“What if I have to change her? I don’t like that part,” The Joker pouts, pulling on your hand.

“Then just change her, you’ll be fine. Text me or call me if something happens,” you lean over to kiss him, then kiss her little head and sneak out of the bedroom before he complains some more.

“Don’t stay too long!” you hear him before closing the door.

It’s for the first time J is babysitting on his own. Since it’s still morning, he takes a little nap with her, feeling lazy for once. When she starts moving around he opens his eyes, hoping she won’t wake up yet. He keeps on looking at her, amazed on how cute she is.

She’s so adorable, he thinks, mesmerized by her dark blonde, curly hair. I sure made a beautiful baby; I’m such a stud! J praises himself since there is no one else around to do it for him.

Emma starts rubbing her eyes, and finally lifts her head up, babbling something The Joker finds irresistibly sweet so he kisses her forehead, taking a deep breath, not understanding why he feels so ecstatic.

“Hey, Pumpkin Pie, we’re home alone, what do you think about that, hm? Wanna have some fun with daddy?”

She grows more and more impatient and he has to get up, heading towards the living room.

“What are you wearing?” he chuckles, noticing the writing on her little pink onesie: “Miss J - Mini Monster in Training.” You two ordered so many personalized clothes for her she has a room full that will hopefully be worn at least once before she grows older. “That’s right, daddy’s Mini Monster,” he lifts her up really high in his arms and she giggles like a little mouse, showing him the few little teeth she has. “You like that? Daddy knows what you like,” he smirks, putting her down in the crib with a bunch of toys.

“I have to take a shower and I’ll be right back, little Princess,” and he heads towards the bathroom when he gets the text from you:

“I forgot to tell you I fed and changed her before I left so you should be good for a while.”

Thank God, The Joker rolls his eyes, relieved, trying to be as fast as possible while getting ready for the day.

After he’s done he takes his daughter with him in the office, holding her while trying to write down in his agenda. Emma pulls on his diamond earring, trying to get the shiny stone out.
“Auch, little Doll, that kind of hurts,” he moves his head away from her tiny hand and she won’t have any of it so she starts whimpering, unhappy he’s denying her something she was having fun with.

“Oh, no, don’t cry, daddy doesn’t like that,” he frowns, bouncing her in his arms for a bit, then he gives up, resigned, letting her go back to her play while she coos, starting to chew on his shirt. Her hands move from his earring to his hair, pulling on the green strands.

“You like my hair?” he scribbles on the paper, absent minded while she keeps on drooling and biting even more on his favorite shirt. “Pumpkin Pie, not on my purple shirt!” he whines, exasperated when finally notices what she’s doing. J puts her down on the floor, wiping as much as he can off the silk and she starts slowly crawling around his feet, rattling some of the toys she finds around the carpet from time to time.

The Joker feels her by his leg but doesn’t pay attention until it’s too late: she is chewing on his favorite pants now, preoccupied with her task.

“Noooo, little Princess, not my pants too,” J huffs, lifting her up again and he realizes it wasn’t probably a good idea to wear fancy clothes while babysitting. He heads towards the closet and gets a pair of sweatpants out, quickly changing before the baby gets too fussy in the crib.

“There, better,” he concludes and seeing she dribbled all over her onesie, he wants to change her too. He digs around her attire, not being able to decide until he finds the yellow one-piece that gets his attention: “Mommy just wanted a massage and here I am.” He starts laughing, amused, remembering that night: this really is how Emma happened. Of course it was your idea to have it immortalized on fabric.

The Joker puts her on the bed and since he’s doing all this work, might as well change her diaper too, even if it’s barely wet. He is super-fast because he hates diaper duty and after his daughter is all buttoned up in the onesie, he notices he forgot to give her a new Pampers.

“Dammit!”, he mumbles, starting all over again, struggling to keep her in place and she fights him on the verge of crying because he’s taking too long and she wants her freedom. “There, there, you’re done!” he announces, tossing her in the air and catching her, avoiding disaster because now she’s very happy again. “Daddy knows what you like!” he squishes her chubby cheeks together, kissing them and… up in the air again.  After three more rounds he stops and goes on the balcony, showing Emma the city but she couldn’t care less: that bright green hair seems to be her favorite toy today.

“Little Doll, would you like to have a brother or a sister later on?” he switches her on the order arm, looking down from the 30th floor. She baby talks and blows a raspberry, beginning to munch on his shoulder.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” he snickers, ticklish at her touch. “You know, mommy will probably disapprove: she says her boobs got as big as Titanic after she had you, but I don’t see the harm in that. Daddy likes it,” he admits, thinking about it for a few moments before coming back to reality, disappointed you’re not there so he can stare at your cleavage. “Are you hungry?” it finally clicks for him and goes back inside, taking some baby food out of the fridge.

He places her in the baby seat in the kitchen and starts feeding her from the small jar. For some reason The Joker decides to taste a bit of her food and it sends shivers down his spine.

“Wow, this tastes like crap, how can you eat it, kid?!” but Emma seems to enjoy it. She is rubbing her eyes again, yawning, refusing the spoon and he suspiciously tries to guess on what she might need.

“Are you tired, Pumpkin Pie?” he pets her little head, wiping the food off her face. She winces when he picks her up, her lower lip quivering and he tries to soothe her.

“I’m tired too, you exhausted daddy to the maximum and only Y/N is usually able to do that. Your mom’s a naughty little fox, did you know that? “ he mutters, stretching his back while his daughter’s eyes are slowly closing, sucking on her thumb half asleep.

He gets in bed too and covers her with the blanket, determined to stay there 5 more minutes until she is completely out before going back to his work.

But he dozes off too because babysitting sure is a difficult chore even for The Clown Prince of Crime.

You were only gone for about four hours and a half, that’s why you are surprised to find both your sunshines passed out in the master bedroom.

“God, that’s sexy,” you softly laugh when you see the dried out drool on his shoulder, barely kissing his cheek so you won’t wake him.

I wonder if he would want another baby later on, you think but then you glance down at your huge boobs and sigh, annoyed. Maybe not a good idea for now.

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Corroded! Crank
( introduction )
Corroded! Crank

hm? What? You think I’m gonna take your orders and do em for ya?
yeah no– I’m not a search engine android. I’m much worse than that. Call me whatever you like, demon or robot- I do what I want and destroy as I please!

augh fuck- ugh … I’m not as stable as them I’ll admit that .. but otherwise, I plan on making a mess anyways. This, is MY plan. Just .. keep it between us ‘kay? wouldn’t want the others to know of my upbringings just yet …

au inspired by into the badlands

itachi tells him to go retrieve the cargo as he and shisui ensure that there are no other nomads in the area. he complains at first but it just takes a look from his brother for sasuke to bite his tongue and listen. 

he’s inexperienced and this will never change – not until madara finally starts letting him take on missions as well. you’re still young, the clan head always says, as if he wasn’t killing men by the dozens back when he was sasuke’s age. but madara finally granted him this boon and allowed him to join itachi and shisui outside the fortress walls.

it was supposed to be a simple mission of patrolling their borders ensuring the nomads weren’t taking from them or worse, that the senju weren’t in their territory. while madara had his an army at his disposal to do that for him, he thought it was essential that his heirs did the same work. 

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Picnic ♡ Grayson

Summary: Vacation is almost over which is the reason you are stressing out, starting a new school and all of that. Grayson decides to surprise you by taking you on a nice picnic. 

Word count: 2.020

A/N: This is just a fluffy imagine for those who start school (or have already started) and need a reminder that they will do great! I believe in you :) Do your best and study hard, because hard work always pays off! Xx

Requested!

The early morning sunlight was the reason you had woken up so early today. You opened your eyes and closed them immediately when you glimpsed at your phone and saw how late it was; 8.30. Too early to wake up at a Sunday morning in your opinion.

After turning around to get comfortable til the point you were wrapped between the sheets, you realized that you weren’t able to fall back to sleep again. But why would you? It was the very last day of your vacation and no way you were going to waste that.

Although it was Sunday and that was mostly one of the days you loved the most, today was the very opposite. The whole week you had been hoping that these last few days of your holiday would slow down a bit, so you could enjoy your last spare time with your boyfriend.

But the thing is; the slower you want things to go, the faster they will eventually. And just as any other day they fly by and then suddenly it is Sunday again. On Monday you were going to start your very first day at college. Yippie.

You were more nervous than excited. A new school, new people, a new city… Everything was going to change. And you were the type of person who liked to stay by the old and familiar things.

You turned around and catch sight of your favourite person laying next to you; Grayson Dolan. He was laying on his chest, head on the corner of his pillow. He looked so dreamy and pretty that your heart melted. He wasn’t wearing anything but a pair of boxers, and as usual you were the one who had stolen the sheets throughout the night. Not on purpose, of course.

You held your hand out and let your fingers trace his back, which was warm from the sunlight. You chuckled softly when you noticed the red scratches from last night on his normally oh so smooth skin.

After a while Grayson woke up and blinked his eyes a few times, before he glanced up to meet yours with a small smile. ‘Wake up, sleepy head,’ you whispered and leaned in to kiss him  on his cheek. 'Hey baby,’ he grunted, his voice a little raspy from the sleep.

He cleared his throat and turned around, so he got to lay on his back. He looked very sleepy with his hair sticked to his forehead, something he always had when he just woke up. You scoot closer and press a light kiss onto his chest.

'Any plans for today?’ he asked, grabbing your hand after you pulled back. You shook your head. 'What do you think of just staying in bed today? Eating pancakes and watching some Netflix?’ you asked. Grayson played absently with your fingers, the look on his face questionable.

'Hm… Not that that doesn’t sound appealing, but what do you think of going on a hike today?’ He gazed at you, and you had to keep your face straight to hide the surprising feeling you felt. 'A hike?’ you asked. You were a bit stunned that he rejected your offer, since that was something you guys did a lot on weekends.  

And if you were completely honest, hiking was the last thing you wanted to do today, especially today. All you needed was to take things easy for as long as possible. As soon as school would start again you were going to be walking a lot.

But it was Grayson’s last day to spend time with you as well, so you just decided to go with it. At the end of the day everything you did with Grayson was fun. 'Yes, sure. Sounds good,’ you said.

❊ ❊ ❊ ❊

'I. Can’t. Breathe,’ you said, gasping for air after every word you spoke. Grayson, who stood a few meters before you, suddenly held his step and turned around to watch you. 'We’re almost there baby, just hold on a little longer.’

If it wasn’t for the weather today, the hike with Grayson had been more than awesome. You had seen many animals and Grayson had chosen a beautful hiking trail. But it was so bloody hot and there wasn’t any wind to make it at least a little bearable.

You were glad you put on some sunscreen and deodorant, but you were sure you were still burned and sweating like a pig. 'Grayson,’ you begged and closed one eye to look up to him.

For a reason you didn’t know he had no trouble with the heat at all and he still looked like a Greek god. He took a few big steps and within two seconds he stood beside you.

'We’re almost there, I promise. Do you want me to carry you?’ Grayson asked sweetly. 'No no, I’m fine. But what do you mean, 'we’re almost there’? Where are we going?’ Grayson grinned and took your hand. 'You’ll see. Now come on.’

Grayson hadn’t lied. It didn’t take longer than five minutes before you finally reached what he called your destination. When you were at the top of the hill after an hour long walk, you couldn’t believe your eyes. You had never been in a place like this before.

'Grayson… It’s so beautiful here.’ You looked around you, taking it all in. You had reached the top of the hill now and there was an outstretched meadow in front of you, covered in sunshine and daisies. Grayson sighed. 'I know right? Ethan and I came here a lot when we were little. Now I come here rarely. It’s a place to just think and clear your mind.’

'I bet…’  you said. 'Wait… what is over there?’ You pointed your finger in the direction where a big tree was standing. You didn’t know what, but there were things spread around the tree. 'That was the surprise,’ Grayson smiled and looked at you. 'A surprise? For me?’ You asked, not convinced.

❊ ❊ ❊ ❊

'Oh my God. This is so sweet, Gray.’ You sat down and Grayson followed. 'It’s nothing,’ he said modest, but his cheeks turned red at your compliment. He reached for the picnic basket and started to get out all the things he prepared and bought for the picnic.

Crispy croissants, watermelon, grapes, a pack of oreos, a bottle of water and a bottle of freshly squeezed orange juice. All of your favourite foods. Something you adored about Gray was that he always remembered the littlest of details, such as your favourite fruit, your favourite cookies and your favourite drinks.

Of course, that wasn’t the most important thing for a good relationship, but it was just so nice of him to do this. He also knew you loved picnicking, but it wasn’t something you did regularly because of your busy schedules.

You watched Grayson with a big smile as he grabbed two cups and poured in something to drink for the two of you, his face in a small frown as he tried to not spill on the red and white blanket you were sitting on.

'Cheers,’ you toasted before you took a sip. 'Cheers,’ Grayson smiled, winking at you. It was almost terrifying how big his hands looked compared to the cup and compared to yours.

After you had eaten a croissant and a big piece of the watermelon, you sat back and leaned on your elbows, letting the sun warm your face that was sheening through the leaves. Luckily you had coolen down a bit from the long hike. It was much more enjoyable in the shadow than walking out in the sun.

You catch Grayson looking at you and you give him a sweet smile. It had been quiet for a while now, listening to the birds and buzzing bees around you. Something you noticed was that there wasn’t any sign or sound of a car, a plane or anything that you always heard if you were in the city.

It felt like you were far away from the modern world and no one would ever know. A fresh breeze blowed the hair out of your face and you inhaled deeply. You closed your eyes, simply enjoying the calm feeling you had. You didn’t mind Grayson and you were quiet; it was actually quite nice. It gave you some time to organize your thoughts.

An angelic voice made your eyes flutter open. 'I wish we could do this more often, you know that?’ Grayson said. You nodded and sighed. 'Me too. I still can’t believe you did this, Grayson,’ you told him. 'You make me sound so unromantic, Y/N. I love doing  things to make you happy!’ Grayson said, eating the last piece of his croissant.

'No! I-’ you objected, but Grayson laid his hand on yours, calming you down. 'I was just kidding, baby. I thought I’d do something that would clear your mind before you started at your new school. You have been acting so anxious these last few days and I was worried. I figured maybe this would help.’

You brought his hand up to your lips, pressing a chaste kiss on the back of his hand. He bit his lip. 'It did. Thank you,’ you said gratefully. 'So, when did you set all of this up?’ you wondered. 'This morning,’ he answered proudly. 'Ethan and I went to the store and bought the food. We went to this hill and set everything up, then I went back to the apartment and I pretended to be asleep. I was just five minutes back before you woke up.’

He grinned after he said that last sentence, realizing his plan almost had failed. You narrow your eyes. 'So Ethan is in the complot as well?’ 'Uhuh,’ Grayson nodded. 'That’s very sweet of him. But why? Couldn’t you take all of this stuff up here on your own?’ Grayson acted like he was offended and was about to answer, but you quickly added; 'I guess those arms don’t prove much, do they?’ Grayson laughed his heartwarming laugh. 'Shut up, Y/N.’

'Make me,’ you said softly, watching him with a serious face. Grayson looked like he was atonished by the change of the situation, but he recovered quickly. He raised his eyebrows and a cheeky smile played around his lips. You giggled, knowing exactly to what this would lead.

'C'mere,’ was the only thing he said. You scooted closer, still giggling. He leaned in and you thought he was going to kiss you, so you closed your eyes and waited until his smooth lips would touch yours. Suddenly you felt two hands grabbing your waist and pinning you down.

Suddenly, without a warning, he started tickling you everywhere. You squeeled and laughed, your hands trying to push him away. 'So you think I’m not strong, huh? I guess you should take that back, baby girl.’ You almost weren’t able to speak, still laughing and trying to escape.

'N-Never!’ you giggled. When you were gasping for air and you almost couldn’t breathe, Grayson decided it was enough and he helped you sit up straight, still chuckling in amusement. 'You call that a punishment?’ you challenged him. You were not finished with the fun yet.

Grayson smiled broadly. 'You are unbelievable, Y/N. You want me to really punish you?’ 'Depends on what kind of punishment…’ you whispered and leaned in, kissing him on his soft lips. 'Hmm… No, no,’ Grayson hummed against your lips when you tried to pull back.

He closed his hands around your cheeks to stop you from leaning back. You giggled against his mouth, brushing your nose against his. He smelled sweet and tasted like watermelon.

He parted your lips and let his tongue find it’s way between your lips, wanting to taste all of you. A long minute passed and slowly he pulled back, stroking his thumb against your cheek.

'I love you, Y/N. You are going to do amazing in college. I have so much faith in you.’ Your heart fluttered at his kind words. Grayson never failed to make you feel better. 'Thank you, Gray. I love you too.’