home is where they say the heart is

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After a couple more hours of working out, Harley has a quick shower and then decides to take a slow jog back towards the ferry to the Windenburg Island where she lives.

She is surprised at how well working out has helped her work through her emotions in a positive way and whilst she doesn’t feel great, she can say she feels a bit better about missing her parents. 

Her adopted parents will be there, and they have always been there for her, so why should she feel sad that some strangers won’t be there? 

She allows that thought to keep rolling around her mind as she heads home, but there is still a pang of pain in her heart every time her parents drift into her thoughts.

i never understood the saying, “home is where the heart is” until one day i was laying in bed feeling out of place, i kept thinking “i want to go home” despite being in my own bed, that’s when i realized what i really meant was that i wanted to be wherever you were. it was then that i knew i loved you more than i had ever thought. you are my first love and i wouldn’t trade it for the world.

Perfect.

When you’re on a plane and you’re listening to your favourite music and you watch all the colours of the sunset transition like a lava lamp until darkness arrives like a blanket. 
When you sleep knowing you love someone and they love you back.
When you’re with friends and you feel things you never thought existed… a fuzzy sense of belonging and meaning you didn’t know you could feel.
Watching the dust swirl in the late afternoon light. 
Climbing into a soft bed, listening to music and sleepily thinking back on good memories from the day. 
Being close to someone that feels like home…You never thought you could love anyone this much. 
Reading something and it’s so real and beautifully written that it changes something in you. 
After you do your skincare and everything feels clean and smells nice.
Laughing so much with someone and for a rare moment, every cell in your body is happy. 
Putting your face into your warm towel after a long shower. 
Seeing someone cute and you briefly fall in love with them. 
When it’s evening and you’re on the balcony looking over the city lights and the stars and the moon seem to smile at you and you feel so insignificant but in a comforting way. 
Looking at someone and thinking “this is why I love them." 
Looking at someone doing normal things and they’re so beautiful you’re lost for words. 
Falling asleep on the car ride home after a long day of adventures. 
The excitement of arriving at the airport in a new city. 
When the sunlight looks nostalgic and it feels like you’re in a happy memory. 
Looking back on cute photographs and being transported back to that day. 
Being excited to see someone and they’re excited to see you too.
Random moments you think to yourself "you have to remember this moment forever." 
When someone does or says something nice and you’re so surprised and thankful and your heart is blushing. 
When you open the curtains in the morning and it’s sunny outside and the light floods into your room.
Misty mornings where the world’s edges are soft and blurred. 
Chewing the sweet pearls in milk tea. 
Going home on a Friday. 
Feeling the breeze on your face and red leaves swirling around you while riding a bike down a boulevard. 
When a song is perfect for your mood and it understands.
Being with someone that makes your heart feel warm, and you finally know what it’s supposed to feel like. 
When you’re lying on the grass watching the clouds and seeing animal shapes in them. 
When you can’t stop thinking about someone. 
Taking the first bite of something delicious and all the flavours and textures mix perfectly.
Wearing your favourite clothes and feeling pretty when you look into the mirror. 
Hugging someone you love and feeling happy inside and safe. 

my heart goes out to lgbt+ people in abusive homes, in conservative homes, in unaccepting homes, and homes where they can’t come out. being trapped in a situation (especially during the summer away from friends) like that is mentally and emotionally taxing. i tried to come out to my brother once and then said ‘we’re not going to talk about this again’. gathering up all your courage and putting yourself out there for someone important to you to just say ‘i don’t want you like this’ is hard.

Aries: Loving yourself is not a crime. It’s not a sin to take pride in the world you’ve created. Learn to praise yourself without finding faults. Give yourself grace.

Taurus: Old friends fade away new things take their place. Don’t forget to go back to your roots and replenish your soul every once in awhile. Don’t forget what made you you and the people who helped get you there.

Gemini: You’re a hero even if you can’t fucking see it. YOu’ve saved your own life, fighting against a mind that wants to kill you. If nothing else that is something to be proud of.

Cancer: Everything has a season and a time and everything has a time to end. Learn that letting go is scarier, but may be the best choice. Hanging on to the noose is only going to suffocate you that much more.

Leo: Some things were made to hurt. You shouldn’t run from the pain. Learn to handle an open flame. It’s scary than being numb but you need to feel something again.

Virgo: Come home. All I can say is come home. Open your eyes and see the world around you again. Hear everyone crying out your name just wanting you back.

Libra: It won’t kill you. It won’t ruin you. It won’t destroy you. You are bigger and badder and braver then this. Get off your god damn knees. It’s not doing you any good to cower.

Scorpio:  Eventually the memories won’t hurt. But right now, it’s okay. It’s okay to cry and scream and be in agony. It’s okay to not talk about it and to talk about it too much. It’s okay.

Sagittarius: It’s okay to lose who you are. Don’t be afraid to start over and try and find yourself again. Don’t be scared, it’s going to be hard. But you’ll learn to really smile instead of just pretending too.

Capricorn: Don’. Self destruction isn’t fucking beautiful when all you’ve got left is the wreckage. Don’t you dare. You still have things left to do here.

Aquarius: Sometimes home is just where you laugh and smile. It doesn’t have to be a person or a house it can be a moment of serenity and peace where all is right.

Pisces: Follow your heart even if your head says it’s wrong. Even if its risky. You’ll only regret the choices and paths you didn’t take in the end.

—  this weeks horoscope

You are my home. The space on your chest where my head fits perfectly is home. Your smell, your voice, your eyes. They’re all home. My heart is with you, and they say home is where the heart is right?

So modern love is constant communication. your grandma looks at you from over the table where your phone is underneath and says “you’re always texting that boy” and you nod and say yes yes I’m sorry and you put away the phone but when you hear the text tone your heart beats with it. modern love is call me when you get home so I know you’re safe. it’s phone calls stretching hundreds of miles where it’s 2am in one place and 3 pm in the other but maybe it’s like you’re in the same room because his voice in your ear sends butterflies to your stomach and you’re so in this for the long run. modern love is instagram posts with the caption “found my happiness and it’s him” and everyone laughs at the corniness of it all but wishes for love that picture perfect. modern love is a dozen heart emojis and a “good morning beautiful” every day like clockwork. so modern love isn’t like old love. it doesn’t make it not love. it just makes it something new.

April Fics!

» All About Us by SeaBreezy

“So let me get this straight,” he said, reaching up to swipe a hand almost absently through his bangs. “You want me to go with you to your brother’s wedding, because you lied and said you were gunna bring a hot date?”

» a truth in the blood by angstinspace

A post “Blade of Marmora” fix-it fic. Mostly broganes & klance bonding.

» Beneath the Corsican Stars by appleschmapple

Star-crossed lovers, they say, are doomed to meet a tragic end. And yet, Keith and Lance continue to cross one another, driven to find the one ending where love triumphs over destiny. Perhaps sometimes, the universe rewards those who persevere.

» can you tell me by aknightley

Keith works in his brother’s coffee shop for the summer, expecting a boring break before college. Lance changes all of that.

» Don’t Put Out The Glow by BleuSarcelle

The one where Lance goes through a beating to save Shiro from having to go back to the Galra arena and once they escape, the team focus themselves on healing their Blue Paladin back to health and to make sure he knows they love him.

» eb and flow (a point of decline and a gradual change) by babitty

It starts out as a regular mission- get in, check out the distress beacon, get out. Except things don’t go as planned. And honestly, when do they ever?

» Erised by RedBluePalatar

It was the smile that really did Lance in. While Lance could deal with hot, older Keith, he was having trouble with the happiness that was so visible on his face, his stature. He was relaxed and bright. Suddenly, Lance couldn’t imagine Keith without it.

» Everything is Blue by TheTailor

Lance wanted—no, he needed to know everything about this person. He needed to know because Keith is the most interesting puzzle set before him, and he only knew their name and that was a goddamn shame.

» Finding Your Place by Ninke_A

When the others are down, Lance always knew how to make it better. But he felt that was the only time they wanted him around, that he was useless otherwise.

» Fools Rush In by redburn

Keith is a struggling musician just needing to pay the rent. Lance is a high-end prostitute with a heart of gold.

» Heaven’s Got a Plan For You by tobytrash

With the absence of their leader, Shiro, the responsibility of leading the team has been thrusted onto Keith’s shoulders, and the reassignments of Lions are in order. However, Lance is not as ready to accept this new change as the rest of the team.

And neither is the Black Lion.

» hypothetically by starsupernova

The first time Keith ever falls in love, it’s with someone practically unobtainable. Typical.

» in stasis by ilgaksu

In which for three months of Lance McClain’s life, he lives as an AI, waiting for his prosthetics to come online. It goes about as well as expected.

» just like that by varelsen

He wishes he could say “I want to caress your cheek as gently as a cherry blossom petal falling upon the face of a beautiful anime man,” but what comes out is usually more along the lines of “What do you know, Mullet?”

» Let The Water Lead Us Home by LynnLarsh

He’d just wanted a glimpse. It was stupid and childish and selfish, but he’d just wanted one more look out on the ocean, one more peek in the window of his family home, just in case they never made it back to Earth. Just in case he never got another chance.

» lungs by Dreamicide

After a near drowning experience as a child in which he doesn’t remember how he survived, Lance avoids the ocean he once loved. He doesn’t realize that’s where his savior lives.

» mirror through your eyes by redburn

Keith and Lance accidentally swap bodies. Indefinitely.

» Orchids and Anemones by Verraglace

They say that the children of Aphrodite love more than any creature, with a strong and unconditional passion.

Briefly, he thinks to himself that it’s quite possibly true.

He coughs up more blossoms.

» Red Carnations by RedJuliet

His heart line was the same deep red color as the carnation he had taped to an envelope with shaking hands. It came as no surprise when the line darkened until it became an inky black. That was when it started to burn.

» Slowly, and Then All At Once by quartetship

He was in love. With Keith.

» ten things i hate about you by nikkiRA

neither of them are particularly good at this, so they each say hate when they both mean love

» This love won’t ever be convenient by Lynn1998

*Complicated by Avril Lavigne plays in the distance*

» travelers by ImotoChan

In which Lance is stuck travelling between Universes, searching for the one he can call home.

» You’re Due for Some Good by PrincexofxFlowers

As far as soulmates go, Keith thinks, he really can’t complain.

And then the bruises start showing up.

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anonymous asked:

What do you think Shiro's backstory is? Do you think he has family back on earth, or is Keith all he has?

At this point, I’m pretty sure Shiro is estranged from his family. If he were just an orphan, then I think his official character bio would have said so–like it did for Keith. So I think there must’ve been a family at some point, but they seem to be out of the picture. There’s also a few things that I think indicates Shiro may have lost his dad. 

And we see this reflected in Sam. In a way, I think he definitely reminds Shiro of his father, or at least ended up being a kind of fatherly figure. When Shiro rescues Matt from the gladiator arena, the last thing he says is, “Take care of your father.” This message sounds deeply personal, like there’s a history there and maybe Shiro was unable to save his own dad at some point. 

This is taken a step further when Shiro decides they can’t afford to waste time looking for Sam and Matt. He’s only convinced when Pidge mentions they’re family, and Shiro just stops and says, “Commander Holt is your father?” before immediately agreeing. So as much as Shiro cares about Sam, he wasn’t willing to risk the mission until he found out that Pidge was trying to save her dad. I really do think that must’ve resonated with Shiro on some level, like he’s been in that position before 

Also, something about this last shot–look at Keith’s face here. He also looks visibly affected. And I mean, we know Keith would give just about anything to be able to find his dad, so I think Shiro also having some kind of troubled past involving his father is very likely. Shiro and Keith are present for this scene instead of Lance and Hunk for a reason. 

Of course, it could also be that maybe something happened and Shiro ended up parting with his dad on bad terms, and it’s something he really regrets. After all, when calming down Pidge, he tells her something her father said instead of giving advice from his own dad. I think that says Shiro was never really all that close with his own father or maybe he just grew up without one. 

And honestly the first red flag for me was how Shiro reacted to being held prisoner for a year. The Kerberos crew was announced dead, and any family he had would’ve been told that. They must’ve mourned him, held a funeral for him. His picture was all over the news alongside the headline Pilot error

And yet?? Shiro never expresses any desire to see his family again or return to Earth like the other paladins–despite the fact that he’s been gone the longest. On top of that, he never even once asks anyone for news on his family–you’d think he’d talk to Keith or Pidge at least. What person is declared dead for a year and then doesn’t think about how their loved ones must feel? Doesn’t want to go home to them and tell them not to worry, that they’re okay. 

Shiro’s behavior is bizarrely abnormal, there’s just no way to account for that kind of response unless Shiro was either already distant from his family or absolutely dreading going home–and this is also very possible, as Shiro’s changed, he’s not the person he was before. He has his trauma, his PTSD–he believes the galra have turned him into a monster. He has to go home and try to explain why he was gone so long and lost his crew and has only one arm and his hair’s gone white. So maybe Shiro’s just terrified because all sense of normalcy would be gone and there’s no sense trying to return to it. Shiro’s not like Lance, Hunk, or Pidge–he can’t just go back. But as understandable as that would be, I more so think that Shiro doesn’t have very much to return to in the first place.

So far, the closest thing Shiro really has to a home is Keith. When he crashes back to Earth, he never asks about his family or tries to at least visit his house before he leaves. But I think it says a lot that Shiro does end up back at Keith’s home. And Keith is the one who offered him his little shack as shelter, has a warm heart-to-heart where he welcomes him back. This is Shiro’s homecoming. And given that the shack has always been a symbol of home for Keith, we can infer that Shiro will always have a place there as well. 

I think it’s very telling that there’s an episode where everyone but Shiro and Keith express wanting to go home or find their families–Shiro never voices an opinion on the matter. He’s completely silent and only steps in to try to calm Keith down and settle things with Pidge. But I think we get even more insight to how Shiro feels from Stayin’ Alive in season 2. Everyone’s reminiscing about their fond memories, and they all look so happy. But then there’s Shiro, with his back turned away from everyone. He looks pretty deep in thought, like something’s really bothering him 

And when he does turn back to face the group, he says this:

You realize once we defeat Zarkon, the universe won’t need Voltron anymore.” Just as a refresher here, Shiro was basically the most excited about being a paladin–“Defenders of the universe huh? That’s got a nice ring to it.” Shiro found a purpose, and he took pride in it. He felt like, even as much as the galra have tormented him and tore him apart, he finally found a place where he belonged

And that’s why so much of his fear is wrapped up in this idea that he’s not worthy of the job–“Did you ever think a monster like you could be a Voltron paladin?” Fighting the good fight and saving lives meant something to Shiro. His connection with the Black lion and having a team were both very healing for him. He doesn’t want to lose that 

And it only gets worse because everyone else automatically has something planned, they all have something in mind after Voltron. And they all want to go home or return to their families, but Shiro says nothing. Because there is no after for him, nothing back on Earth waiting for him. After Pidge says, “I could search for my family,” Keith adds, “I guess I could look for mine.” But Shiro never says anything about his plans for the future. He doesn’t have any 

And Shiro looks pretty tense this whole time. When he talks about how if everything goes according to plan this will all be over–you really get the feeling he doesn’t want it to end. Like being a paladin is this amazing dream and he just doesn’t want to wake up. 

Even when Kuron believes he’s dying, the only significant memories that resurface are all to do with Team Voltron. Nothing related to his own background or family. And the fact that Keith welcoming him back is the first thing he sees says a lot–that’s home to him 

The Arrangement Masterlist

Summary: in an AU where the Winchester family owns a multi-million dollar company, Dean’s in a bit of a pinch. Grandpa Samuel is threatening to cut him off if he doesn’t straighten out and stop getting into trouble. Instead of taking some responsibility, Dean comes up with an ingenious plan: find someone to pretend to be his girlfriend. You and Dean have never gotten along, but a fake relationship seems to be beneficial to you both… 

Part 1

Part 2 -  Sam disapproves of your little arrangement, and you and Dean have you ‘first date’

Part 3 -  Dean reflects on your first date, and makes plans. The second date goes a little better, and Dean finds out how good your acting skills really are.

Part 4 -  You spend the night at Dean’s place

Part 5 -  Dean struggles to deal with the rest of the morning, and then gets an unexpected call. The two of you go on a double date with Sam and Jess.

Part 6 -   Jess informs you about Dean’s past, and Sam teases Dean. After dinner, Dean brings you home to find someone unexpected waiting for you, and helps you deal with it.

Part 7 -  Dean meets your mother, and you go dress shopping with Jess.

Part 8 -  You and Dean head out to his hometown, where you finally get to meet Mary and John. The sleeping situation causes some minor problems.

Part 9You and Dean have an interesting morning, but Sam interrupts. Later, you and Mary have a little heart to heart, and Dean says something surprising.

Part 10 - The gala finally arrives, and Dean is absolutely floored by your dress. An interaction with Samuel leaves Dean fuming, but you calm him down. Dean finally admits his feelings.

Part 11 -  Dean reflects on the evening, and the two of you have a talk

Part 12 - someone delivers some unexpected and unpleasant news, sending you running. Sam and Benny confront Dean, and the three of them go looking for you.  

Part 13you head to the only safe place you can think of. A talk with your father gives you the courage to return to work, where Dean finds you immediately. But he’s not expecting your reaction. Charlie and Cas come to the rescue. 

Part 14Dean tries to cope with your breakup, and then gets a surprise visit from Crowley. Your friends take you out to try and cheer you up, but eventually you head home alone, only to find someone waiting for you.

Part 15You have an encounter with Mark, and Dean shows up just in time. The next morning, the two of you talk things out. Sam arrives with some news.

Part 16 (conclusion) -  Dean responds to Sam’s news. The two of you pay a visit to Samuel, who lashes out. Secrets are revealed and threats are made, leaving you reeling. You and Dean discuss the future.

Epilogue - A few months after the events of part 16. Sam and Jess’s wedding, a housewarming party, and revealing conversations.

Epiloge Part 2 - The Fourth of July finds you and the Winchester clan at the lake to celebrate the holiday. Jess shares some news and Dean surprises you with an important question.

when eric bittle is 8 years old his aunt judy marries a Northeasterner named jacob birkholtz and suddenly he’s not the weirdest cousin anymore, it’s this gangly 12 year old named adam who Did Not Want to move to georgia and now they’re stuck in the same town together

  • yeah, aunt judy is holster’s step mom 
    • this is random but holster’s dad is a pilot and aunt judy is a flight attendant and they have like the cutest dating stories ever
      • their first date was in paris (at the charles de gaulle airport which is actually hell but they tell people it was at a little cafe and don’t mention it happened to be in in terminal 3)
  • so holster and his dad move down to georgia and it’s Awkward because everyone is welcoming but distant because they’re so clearly Different (northern accents, don’t know the family history, Jewish, really don’t care that much about jam [but they learn. oh, do they learn]).
  • suzanne is like so heckin jazzed to have her sister back in the same city so she and judy get together all the time and holster and bitty are forced to hang
    • bitty thinks holster is snarky and obnoxious and holster thinks bitty is too peppy and weird and they’re sitting at the kids table together at thanksgiving and holster is grumpily shoving mashed potatoes in his mouth and bitty can’t believe he’s not even putting GRAVY on them like WHAT is WRONG WITH HIM 
      • meanwhile holster’s just trying to figure out why everyone keeps saying “bless your pea-pickin heart” 
    • coach and holster form a football-based bond where they just sit on the couch next to each other and mumble stats back and forth while they watch the game
      • bitty is jealous because it’s not fair that this stranger relates to his dad better than he does but holster is jealous because bitty’s dad is home every night while his dad is off flying around the world
        • do they bond over their daddy issues?? you fuckin bet
  • holster joins a hockey team and he sees the tail end of bitty’s training with katya because there’s like one ice rink in their town and he’s like so impressed that his tiny strange cousin does ice magic
    • holster becomes peak Team Bitty. he begs to be taught jumps and ice skating moves, he starts doing the mixes for bitty’s routines, they go skating together and race even though bitty always wins 
    • bitty starts doing drills with holster and that’s how he initially gets into hockey
      • he uses holster’s old gear and stick and stuff and it’s all way too big but so so so cute
      • like, tiny baby bitty with his loud cousin watching hockey for the first time and holster’s actually like patiently taking the time to explain everything because bitty is so impressed by the game
  • holster refers to them a brousins (bruh - sinz, brother cousins)
    • they’re the bittle-birkholtz-brousins there’s a lot of alliteration ok 
  • they’re both outsiders in their family and they end up spending half their family gatherings eating a secret pie bitty stashed, listening to one of holster’s playlists on his first generation ipod, gossiping about their entire town
    • bitty is one of the few people holster likes
    • holster is one of the few people who like bitty
  • BITTY AT HOLSTER’S BAR MITZVAH 

i have a billion more ideas for this verse so if you’re interested i’ll keep going with Bittle-Birkholtz-Brousins Part 2: puberty and beyond

Owe Me

Originally posted by hologramarcadeblaze

Prompt: “You hit me in the face, I think you owe me at least a study date.”

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Warnings: some sexual content (but obviously nothing far, i don’t write smut)

A/N: I know I don’t write for Stranger Things but LISTEN okay? I needed to write for this trash boy because despite being an actual douche I love him (character development tho) and it’s my blog, so imma write for him. And maybe if this gets enough love i’ll add Stranger Things to my fandom list once requests are back open! :)


“There’s no way you’re gonna be able to hit it.”

“Really?” You smirked, watching as your long time friend shook her head. Staring at the far distance in front of you, you narrowed your eyes in thought. You’re no athlete but you’re pretty sure, given enough force, you could hit your target. Which just so happened to be the trash can a whiles away from you. “Because I think i’m gonna.”

“I highly doubt you’re gonna hit it, Y/N.” Your friend, Jenna, stressed. “Remember that one time in gym you completely missed passing the ball to me, and- I was right in front of you!” 

“That was one time!” You pouted, gripping the football in your hands with a tight grip. You’re sure you could hit it. You were determined to hit it. “Let’s make a bet, huh? If I hit it, you owe me dinner tonight and if I don’t, i’ll pay.”

Jenna paused, biting her lip in thought; you knew she’d take the bet. She loved food (just as you did) and there was no way she was gonna pass up an opportunity for free food, especially since she was so convinced you’d miss it. “Deal.” She nodded and a cocky grin spread over your lips. Looking away from your friend, you pushed your left leg back slightly, bending down and raising your hand with prestige focus. 

Jenna let out a loud chuckle from behind you, you were taking this way too seriously.

Your tongue jutted out slightly in thought, staring at your intended target as you mentally counted down from three. Once you hit one, you reeled your arm and shot it forward, the football slipping from your fingers and flying before you. It was like time slowed down, that’s how serious this bet was to you. But with a disappointed gaze you watched the ball curve in the other direction you wanted it to go.

“Hah!” 

Just as you were ready to accept your defeat, something else caught your attention. There, right where your ball was headed, was Steve Harrington. “Oh fuck.” And just as you finished cursing, you watched the football smack against the boys head, the offended object tilting to the left from impact as his friend, Tommy, jumped away in shock. 

“Oh my god.”

“Fuck.” You repeated, running back towards Jenna. “Fuck, i’m so screwed.”

Jenna grasped your hand in surprise; “did you just hit Steve Harrington in the head with a football?”

Steve stood up from his seat on the bleachers, grasping his head in pain and your sure you heard him yelling out a slue of curses. His eyes darted around, finding the football and picking up the now dangerous weapon. You watched Steve’s eyes fall on you, and you suddenly felt stuck as you met his eyes across the field.

“You just hit Steve Harrington with a football.” Jenna clarified, watching the entire thing go down.

Steve suddenly smirked and you panicked, taking a step back. “Go!” You called, pulling Jenna along with you as you turned the other way and ran off in a hurry. Though, while you were more than concerned, Jenna found this highly amusing.

“She says sorry!” Jenna called, waving at Steve.

“Shut the hell up, Jenna!”

“Sorry,” she laughed, finally catching up with your speed. “But hey, at least you’re buying dinner.”


With a sigh, you clicked open your locker. It had been an increasingly long and exhausting day; especially since you spent the entire day trying to avoid Steve. It was only the next day, and you knew Steve, he’s not one to forget something like hitting him in the head with a goddamn football. 

It wasn’t like you were scared of him, on the contrary you’re almost positive you could whoop his ass if needed. It was more that you didn’t know what he was going to do, would he be mad? Would he and his friends try to pull something? You weren’t sure, Steve Harrington was a complete mystery to you and the only time you’ve ever spoken to him was that one time for a school project, two years ago.

But it was the end of the day, meaning you could go home and not worry about it until tom-

“Y/N-”

Your locker slammed shut before your eyes, you jumping back from surprise. Looking over to see who had just rudely shut your locker, you found just the person you’ve been trying to avoid all day. “Steve.”

“It’s nice to see you.” He smirked, setting himself against the locker next to yours and crossing his arms across his chest. Holding your hand against your chest, you tried to calm yourself down from the scare he’d given you, clutching with your other hand the strap of your bag. “You seem to be in a hurry.”

You decided to just get it over with, he was here and there’s no way you can avoid what’d happened anymore. “Look,” you sighed. “Steve i’m sorry I hit you, Jenna and I were just having some fun. I didn’t mean to make you mad or-”

“You think i’m mad?” Steve asked, his smirk faltering slightly.

You furrowed your brows, tilting your head in confusion. “Yeah? I mean why else would you…?”

“I don’t care about that.” Steve waved off, standing up straight and shoving his hands into his pockets. “I came here to ask you if you’d like to go on a date sometime.”

You fumbled for a response, his words the opposite of what you’d ever expect. You were not Steve’s type, or at least you hadn’t thought you were. You weren’t pretty like Nancy or sassy like Carol; you didn’t have spunk like half of the girls Steve hung out with or dress up. Instead you’d rather wear skinny jeans and a t-shirt, stick to your books and be on with your day.

So after sputtering like an idiot, you came out with a; “what?”

“A date. You and me.” Steve gestured to himself then you, and left his hand there.

“A date?” You repeated in a questioning tone. “With me?”

“That is what I said.”

“Are you serious? Why would you want to go on a date with me?” You paused, looking up to glare at him. “Why would I want to go on a date with you?” Steve didn’t seem to have a response to that and just as your confusion faded away, you sighed, shaking your head. “I’ve heard of your reputation Steve, i’m not willing to be fling or even- do any of that. I’m sorry, but no.”

You moved to walk away, desperate to find Jenna and tell her all about this crazy experience but instead a hand caught yours. Then you were being tugged the other way, towards Steve and your back was pressed against the locker. You froze, staring up at the boy that suddenly seemed a whole lot taller then he did a second ago. You were so glad it was the end of the day, as everyone was mainly go and not able to watch what was happening.

“A study date then.” Steve smirked, staring down at you with a piercing gaze. You felt your breath get caught in your throat, the close proximity pulling you away from rational thinking. “You hit me in the face, I think you owe me at least a study date.”

Pause. “O-Okay.”

“Great.” Steve smiled, pushing off the locker and finally creating some distance between the two of you. As he stood before you, you felt like you were finally able to breathe. Then he stepped forward, slipping a piece of paper into your palm. “Meet me there tomorrow after school.”

The second he was gone, you let out a heavy breath. Why the hell had you said yes?


The next day you found yourself walking the path to Steve’s house. He lived farther away then you’d known and seemed to be a singular house hidden away from many others, making you regret your decision even further.

You hadn’t originally planned to go but Jenna had convinced you, somehow. “When do girls like us ever get asked out by Steve Harrington?!”

“What does it even matter?” You had muttered, “we don’t need guys like Steve.”

“True,” Jenna had complied before a huge grin spread over her lips. “But do it for me?”

“Fine.”

And that’s how you found yourself now. Taking a deep breath, you stared up at the gate before you, your heart pounding rapidly against your chest. You didn’t even know what you were thinking, you should just turn back. Yeah? That would be best. You didn’t know who you were trying to impress or even why you were so nervous, you’d never been like this before; so nervous over a stupid boy. But… this was Steve and you, that just didn’t even make sense

Just as you moved to walk away the gate creaked open; “Y/N!” Steve exclaimed, and reluctantly you turned to face him. “Glad you could make it.”

“You invited me.” You grumbled, walking through the gate as he opened it for you. Your eyes immediately fell on the pool that seemed to glitter before your eyes; “you have a pool?!”

Steve made his way next to you, his hands falling on top of his hips. “Yeah.” He smiled, huffing in enjoyment. You coughed lightly, shaking your head; this was stupid. Stop being so nervous. Turning to Steve, you raised an eyebrow expectantly, “so what did you need help studying for?”

“Oh, nothing.”

“What?”

“What do you mean what? What else was I suppose to say to you to convince you to go out with me?” Steve huffed, furrowing his brows as if you were the crazy one. You sighed heavily, glancing at the closed gate and towards the house; no lights were on.

“Where are your parents?”

“Out.”

You felt your heart drop, everything was too suspicious. There was no way Steve had just invited you to hang out. He’d lied and his parents weren’t home, not to mention he lived at least a few decent miles away for anyone to care. You’d been played. “I’m going.” You suddenly announced, turning towards to gate in a rush.

“Woah, wait, what?” Steve appeared before you before you even reached the gate, holding his hands by his side in surprise. He genuinely looked shocked and concerned, but you were worried it was only for play. “What’s wrong? What happened?”

“Seriously, Steve?” You spat, shaking your head as your eyes crinkled. “You lied to me, your parents aren’t home and we are fucking miles away from anyone that could hear us. Don’t think i don’t know what you want from me.” You paused, taking the short steps towards him to place your pointer finger on the middle of his chest. “I am not that kind of girl, I’m not a fling or a one night stand, Harrington. Hell, I didn’t even want to go here in the first time!”

Steve reached forward, grasping both your wrists to bring you out of your ramble. “I’m not trying to get in your pants.” You rolled your eyes and he shook his head. “No seriously, Y/N it wasn’t just because you hit me in the head. I’ve- I’ve liked you for a while now, the smack to the face just prompt me.”

You paused, unsure if you believed him or not. You wanted to, you wouldn’t lie and say the idea of being with Steve wasn’t appealing but… you knew of his reputation. “And why should I believe you?”

“Just stay, please. I’ll believe you.” 

And reluctantly, you nodded.

And hour later you found yourself laughing loudly and sat against one of Steve’s beach chairs. You clutched your stomach in pain as your eyes began to tear with enjoyment as Steve reenacted when he’d been smacked by the ball.

“How’d you even do that?” Steve asked, his own chuckle dying down. “You got a pretty nasty throw for someone so small.”

You raised an eyebrow, smirking; “oh really?” You teased, “want me to show you how to throw like a girl?”

Steve laughed, shaking his head. “Go for it.”

Smiling, you accepted his dare and stood up, shaking your arms out for extra effect. Walking away from your chair and closer to the pool, you shook your body, as if you were preparing yourself for a real throw. “Watch and learn, Harrington.” And slowly, you raised your hand and cupped it as if you had a ball in between your palm and fingers. “Basically, you gotta cup the ball with a firm grip and hold a steady stance.”

“Mmm-hmm.” 

You bit your lip to keep yourself from bursting out in another fit of giggles, both you and Steve aware that you were completely talking out of your ass. “Then reel back,” you demonstrated the movement. “And swing forward.” You let out a puff of air, standing up straight with a proud smirk. “And you’re done.”

Steve stood up, extinguishing his cigarette (he’d offered you one but you kindly refused) and made his way over to you. “Nuh-uh.” He smiled, shaking his head as he reached you.

You crossed your arms, “oh really? Cause i’m pretty sure i’m right.”

“Your stance is all wrong.” Steve critiqued and suddenly he was behind you, grasping your elbow slightly and pushing it up. Your breath got caught in your throat, your entire being aware of how close Steve was behind you. Yet, no part of you stopped him and instead let him move your limbs as he please. “Then kick this foot back slightly and bend your knees ever so slightly.” You followed his directions, holding your head high as his hand slid up your raised hand to grasp your hand. Slowly he intertwined your fingers and you could feel his warm breath on the back of your neck.

“Then you throw.” He mumbled lowly.

You bit you lip, “Steve?”

“No. No talking.” He shushed; “we’re at the end of the demonstration.” Then before you knew it, his hand left yours and both arms wrapped around your waist to haul you up and throw the two of you in the pool. You let out a loud yelp, surfacing under the water and Steve let go of you.

When you were able to breathe again, you let out a loud gasp, brushing your hair from your eyes and turning to a very pleased looking Steve. “You jerk,” you laughed, shooting your hand forward to splash the boy. He chuckled himself, swimming over to you as you began wiping the water from your eyes.

Slowly and smoothly he wrapped his arms around your waist again, lifting up your shirt slightly so his hands made contact with the bare skin of your stomach. Pulling you against him, Steve smiled down at you. “I’m sorry, but it was needed.”

“Oh, was it now?” You smirked, shaking your head. It was then you noticed how close the boys lips were to yours and it seemed to be the only thing you could focus on. Steve of course noticed and wasting no time for you to change your mind, he leaned down to press his wet lips against your own. You didn’t fight the kiss, and instead instantly returned it, your arms wounding around his neck.

When you pulled back, out of breath, you stared up at the boy with a nervous gaze. “You mean this, not just some one night stand?” Steve nodded, staring down at you with sincere eyes. “Promise?”

“Promise.”


… this was a lot longer than intended.

lucretia cared about taako so much. “what home is good enough for taako?” she wondered, struggling to find a place for him. 

everyone in the world deserved to be around you, taako.” lucretia planned a successful future for him – maybe it was her fierce love, maybe it was an apology. she did everything in her power to make him known, because “you deserve it too, taako, to be recognized, to be admired by every living person you ever encounter.

he was never supposed to be alone. lucretia knew that taako needed attention, affection, and she needed to give him that much. “you’re taako! from tv! and you are so, so loved.”

nearly a decade later, they finally meet again. taako and magnus and merle are standing in front of her, cracking jokes, and it finally feels like home. then taako – briliant, admirable, lovable taako, the starblaster’s expert arcanist, her friend who she’d rearrange the world for – cuts her off and says “well, listen. i’m but a simple idiot wizard–”

her heart drops. “no, don’t sell yourself short.” “no, he’s not, it’s pretty accurate,” magnus jumps in with a grin. taako shrugs and tells her “I appreciate it, but I’m comfortable with where I’m at. I’m just standing in my truth, here.

lucretia knew better than to think everything would end up perfect. but watching taako deride himself, she couldn’t help but think that she could have – should have – done more.

Imagine Chris admitting you’re his celebrity crush.

A/N: This is a request from @unstainedlight and it took me forever to get to, I’m so sorry. But here it is, finally! It’s super cute and I’d a lot of fun writing it (as in I giggled a lot) Enjoy! X

You arrived on the ‘The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon’ set shortly after your husband, Chris. The two of you came in separate cars because you’d come from your movie set, whereas he came from the hotel you were put up in while working in New York; he wasn’t due to film ‘Avengers: Infinity War’ until May. Both you and Chris had been invited by Jimmy Fallon to do your own respective interviews on your upcoming movies and pending projects, or so the both of you thought. As it turned out, those reasons were just bait given to your publicists to get both of you on his set at the same time without raising suspicion; the man had something cheeky planned.

Jimmy had interviewed Chris numerous times now- one could say that they were friends, so Jimmy knew about Chris’ crush on you. He’d said numerous times now, in most of his interviews, that you were a beautiful actress he admired, with values, morals, and ethics that made him think very highly of you; or in short, that you were his celebrity crush. The thing that Jimmy didn’t know, however, was that they two of you were actually married. You’d met Chris in 2014 while having lunch with your friends, Emily Blunt and John Krasinski. Chris was a good friend of John’s who thought the two of you would hit it off, and you did almost immediately.

After that day, the two of you starting secretly dating under the media’s radar because neither of you wanted the stress that came with having your relationship in the limelight. Both of you had been in the industry for a while now, so you knew what it was like when you started dating someone. The constant scrutiny, the tabloids and the rumors, the analyzing of everything you do and say, the haters and cynics calling the relationship a publicity stunt and waiting for it to blow up- you didn’t want to deal with that. Those were the things that usually ended a Hollywood relationship which was the last thing you and Chris wanted, so things between the two of you were kept under a tight lid.

Your friends and family knew about the relationship, but everyone did as you both asked and kept what they knew to themselves. During your time as boyfriend and girlfriend, you attended all red carpet events alone and took no photos together so you wouldn’t risk revealing your relationship to the world. It was unpractical, difficult, and occasionally lonely, but it worked out. Of course you weren’t going to keep it a secret forever, at some point you were going to want to reveal to the world that you were with the best person you’d ever met; vice versa. You’d both agreed to keep things hush until things were more solidified, and now that the two of you were happily married- the relationship was to be revealed at your movie premiere which was in a week’s time. But perhaps Jimmy’s cheeky little plan to embarrass Chris would move that announcement up.

“Hey stranger,” you called as you caught Chris in your dressing room mirror; he was up first and was walking towards the stage. He poked his head in and shot you a smile which you reciprocated. “Good luck out there, Captain America,” you gave him a two finger salute which made him laugh as he disappeared around the corner with the stage manager.

“Oh my God,” your makeup artist, Arizona, let out the breath she was holding in. “He is so freaking handsome,” she said then chuckled when you laughed. “I’m so glad I’m not the one doing his makeup, I wouldn’t be able to focus.” You said nothing in response as you closed your eyes to let her finish doing your eyeshadow. “Are the two of you friends?”

“I guess,” you shrugged nonchalantly.

“You know you’re his celebrity crush, right?” She was grinning excitedly when you opened your eyes. “As a fan of both you and Chris Evans, I can say that the two of you would make such a great couple.” You had to bite the inside of your cheek to stop from laughing. “You two should really make a movie together, ‘cause that’d be amazing.”

“Yeah,” you nodded in agreement.

“Okay,” she sprayed your face with setting spray then tucked a stray hair in its place. “All done, Y/N. You look amazing as always,” she complimented with a sweet smile. “And as always, it’s been an honor to do your hair and makeup. If you ever need a permanent stylist, I’m your girl.”

“Thanks Arizona,” you smiled then saw the stage director enter the room through the mirror. “And that’s my cue,” you told her and rose to your feet. You followed the stage director towards the stage and watched the TV, waiting for Jimmy to introduce you and bring you out.

“So Chris, I’m not sure if you’ve seen the interview your buddy Sebastian did with James Cordon a while back.” Chris’ eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered; he watched most of the interviews his friends and cast mates did. “The one with his celebrity crush, Sharon Stone.” Jimmy reminded him; Chris laughed and nodded. “Well, taking a page out of Cordon’s book- I thought I’d bring your celebrity crush here tonight so you can have the same opportunity to try and win her over with your charm and good looks.”

“Oh God,” Chris laughed. “This is not going to end well, I can tell already.”

“Let’s give Y/N Y/L/N a hand,” Jimmy called and you walked out right on cue. Chris caught your eye and you both tried hard not to crack even though the smiles you had on your faces were enough to give your big secret away. “C'mon Chris,” Jimmy teased as he rose to his feet, joining the audience in giving you a standing ovation. “Get on your feet, give a good impression.”

“Right, sorry.” Chris jumped onto his feet and clapped for you until you got to his side. “Hi Y/N, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” He shook your hand then leaned forward to give your cheek a quick peck. “We’re going to blow this, aren’t we?” He whispered into your ear before pulling away; you subtly nodded in response.

“Hi everyone,” you waved at the audience and they cheered for you. “Oh wow,” you began addressing Jimmy as the three of you took your seats. “It is so good to be back here. How are you, Jimmy?” You asked and he laughed.

“I’m meant to be the interviewer here, Y/N,” he joked and you chuckled. “I’m great, and you look great too. The New York air must agree with you. You’ve been out here for a while now, right?” You nodded. “You’re filming your latest movie which takes place in Manhattan, are you having fun?”

“Crazy fun,” you nodded. “I love New York, it’s where I started my career and where some of my best friends live so- yeah, I’m having a lot of fun. New York’s basically like a third home to me,” you told him; beside you, Chris smiled because he knew you refer to LA- your hometown- as home and Boston- his hometown- as your second home.

“Third home?” Jimmy quizzed. “Isn’t the saying second home?” You nodded, chuckling softly. “Okay then, so if New York is your third home then- where’s your second home? I know LA is your hometown, so that’s number one. What’s number two?”

“Boston,” you answered, trying not to smile too widely as you glanced at Chris; he couldn’t hide his grin. “It’s um- it’s a place close to my heart, a lot of my friends are from Boston- like John Krasinski, and it’s also where I fell in-love actually, with a Bostonian.”

“You’re in-love?” Jimmy looked over at Chris and pressed his lips together. “Aw, that’s a bummer.” Both you and Chris laughed at that. “Here I was thinking I was going to set the two of you up 'cause you know, Chris- Captain America, is not shy about admitting who his celebrity crush is.” You chuckled softly as you nodded. “He’s from Boston too, so if you think he’s better than your current love- it wouldn’t be hard to jump ship. Right, Chris?”

“Well,” Chris winced, trying hard not to crack. “If she’s already in-love with someone else, y'know- I’m not going to interfere with that.” You bit the inside of your cheek, stifling your laughs. “If she were single, of course I’d go for it, but she’s in a relationship, man. I can’t do that to a brother,” he tried not to laugh as he said that.

“Think about this, Y/N,” Jimmy tried to sell your husband to you. “Chris is a fan of yours, he is practically in-love with you already.” You looked over at Chris and he nodded in agreement with Jimmy’s statement, holding a serious face that made you want to laugh. “And c'mon, how great can your current guy be compared to Captain America? I mean- the choice is simple, right? Right, guys?” He asked the audience and they cheered. “The two of you would be the new Brad and Angelina, minus the divorce 'cause you’re Chris’ celebrity crush and I doubt he’d do anything to risk losing you.”

“Oh, definitely not,” Chris agreed and you turned away, laughing. “I’d treasure you for the rest of my life, Y/N.” He took your left hand in his, lifting it into vision but hiding your wedding bands. “I’d love you in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, till death do us part. But I think you already know that from when we exchanged wedding vows,” he said and revealed the wedding bands; everyone gasped, including Jimmy. “Yeah,” Chris began as you both turned to a stunned Jimmy, chuckling. “I didn’t need your help 'cause I already married my celebrity crush.”

“Oh my God,” Jimmy’s jaw dropped. “How- when- are you guys even- Wait, what?” He laughed, bouncing excitedly in his chair. “When did this even happen? I didn’t even know that you guys knew each other, let alone dated! And you’re married? What the fu-” he cut himself off, his smile wide. “That is amazing, wow! Congratulations, you two! Wow!” The audience cheered and clapped when Jimmy did. “This is exclusive right? No one knew before this moment?”

“Our friends and family know,” you told him, chuckling. “But no one else did, so yes. This is an exclusive on your show. I’m married to Chris Evans,” you said and Chris brought your entwined hands to his lips, kissing the back of your hand.

“Yup,” Chris grinned at you then turned to the camera, “I’m married to my celebrity crush.”

10

BANGEL WEEK - day five: most heartbreaking moment(s)

“Last year, with Angel and the heartbreak, I would go home and cry. My body couldn’t work properly. I don’t take the demons home with me, but I do take Buffy’s pain. The vampires I’m immune to but not the emotion. When we filmed the episode where Angel breaks up with her, I cried for 25 minutes. I thought I was having a break-down. They had to shut down the set. When they say rip your heart out, that’s really what unfulfilled love does”. - Sarah Michelle Gellar

It’s not enough to say the heart wants what it wants. I think of the ravine, the side dark with pines where we lounged through summer days, waiting for something to happen; and of the nights, walking the long way home, the stars so close they seemed to crown us. Once, I asked for your favourite feeling. You said hunger.
—  Mary Szybist, from Incarnadine