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Simon Lewis was truly, utterly, and completely fucked.

Actually? No he was not, and that was the problem.

Simon had started off this year determined to excel in all of his courses, and he wanted to stick to that plan, he really did. But then he walked into his dorm room and all of his hope for success flew straight out the window.

Standing in the middle of the room was a blonde boy, about Simon’s height and extremely muscular. He was shirtless and dripping with sweat. Simon gaped, and everything after that seemed to happen very slowly. It was like every cheesy teen high school movie where the hot guy in a leather jacket and sunglasses would walk down the school hallway in slow motion, except this guy was hot. Not just teen high school movie hot, but like…chiseled and golden in every way so that it was almost angelic hot.

The boy turned around, reaching up to brush a hand through his golden hair. His eyes landed on Simon and a smile lit up his face, making Simon groan internally. He could kiss his college diploma goodbye.

The boy apparently saw Simon staring and a smirk replaced the bright smile immediately. “The name’s Lightwood,” the golden boy said, offering his hand out for Simon to shake. “Jace Lightwood.”

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“An Artistic Appreciation”

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Written for FiKi Week 2017: inspired by art

Summary: Kili needs to stop pretending his made up boyfriend is real and ask the model for their art class out.


The room was mostly silent as all twenty six students focused on the assignment in front of them. There were a few immature giggles and whispers coming from one corner of the room despite the class room being filled with adults, but the instructor didn’t look surprised and simply cleared her throat at them as she did her rounds of the room. It happened every time a nude model was brought in for the class to study.

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I wish..

That there was some sort of secret symbol that would let complete strangers know you’re 100% down to suck their cock.
Like you see a hot guy at a grocery store and he makes a subtle motion and you make it back and then both of you walk out to his truck with the tinted windows and you suck his cock until he cums in your mouth, then you both go your separate ways.

Hey can you make an imagine where you don’t realize your bff Robbie likes you and you make jokes with him every now and then on how you’re “forever alone” so he tries to do really romantic things for you but you just convince yourself its nothing because you think its too good to be true, and then one day he just rambles about his feelings for you? **if you want an added challenge, try to make it as fluffy as possible, so much fluff I could knit a sweater with it XD Thanks :) -Anon

The school bell rings and you let out a huge sigh as you walk out of class. You walk to your locker and wait for your best friend Robbie. “Thank gosh it’s friday” you say as you see him. “This week has been so long and awful. Ugh” Robbie laughs and says “well that’s finals week for you. So, im thinking we should celebrate. How about some starbucks?” You roll your eyes and laugh “where else would we go" 

The two of you walk outside to the parking lot and get into Robbie’s car. As he drives to the local starbucks, you guys chat about the finals and what you thought about them. "Okay, seriously, that English final was hell. Like I swear half the stuff was either not on the study guide or we didn’t ever learn it” you say. “I mean, it wasn’t that bad. It was pretty easy to bs that stuff” Robbie says. You narrow your eyes at him. He looks over and says “what!?” “ugh of course it was easy for you.” And then you mimic him as you say in a high pitched voice “im Robbie Kay, Im so smart and everyone else is so stupid. I get all A’s yay!” “hey!” Robbie says “Stop it, my voice does not sound like that" 

The two of you pull into the starbucks parking lot laughing and go inside and order your drinks. You sit down at a table and mention to robbie how empty it is today. "everyone probably went home to get some sleep” he says. The two of you start chatting and lose track of time. When you check your phone, you find that you’ve been sitting there for about an hour and a half now. “geez,” you say. “time just flies by” “tell me about it” Robbie answers. The two of you just kind of sit there quietly for a few moments and you look up to see a couple walking in. You can’t help but stare at them and how they’re holding hands and hugging each other. 

You look at Robbie who’s watching you watch the couples and say “ugh. couples. they keep reminding me how im so forever alone” “aw dont say that” Robbie says. “you’ll find someone one day. and hey, you’ve got me..” “that’s true, if I dont find anyone at least I always have you. If we’re 40 and im still not married, im coming to you.” Robbie smiles and says “deal. Ill always be there for you." 

your mind starts going off. "did he just flirt with me?’ you think. "nah, it cant be” “anyways,” Robbie snaps you out of your conversation with yourself “are you coming to that party with me tonight?” “yea I wouldn’t miss it for a thing" 

later that night as you finish getting ready, you get a text from Robbie which says "im here. you ready?” You quickly look at yourself in the mirror before heading out. You were wearing a little black dress which hugged you in all the right places. You had on your favorite pair of bright pink heels, hair curled, and a some shiny lip gloss. “Maybe ill finally catch a guy tonight” you think. You run outside and Robbie’s eyebrows go way, way up. “Woah” he says. “too much?” you ask with a wince “no, its, um, you look really…hot to be honest” he said hot like it wasn’t in his vocabulary and it made you laugh. “aww thanks Robbie. that was the point. I need to find like a hookeup tonight or something. I done with being a loner" 

As he drives you to the party he says, "you don’t need a hookup when you have me” “i know, i know, but i can’t exactly makeout with you can I?’ Robbie wishpers something that sounds like "yes you can” “what?” you say. “nothing. anyways we’re here lets go” You shake your head and tell yourself you didn’t really hear that. 

You and Robbie go inside and talk to a few friends and then head to the nearest couch. You find yourself losing track of time all over again as you talk to him. But you don’t really mind, you loved to just sit and talk to Robbie. You look away from Robbie’s face and see so many couples making out, grinding, or groping each other. You sign and whisper to yourself, “why don’t I have a guy?” Robbie must’ve heard you because he leans forward and says ‘can I have a dance?“ 

You smile and say "of course” Robbie takes you over to where everyone is dancing and puts his arm around your waist. He’s a pretty good dance, you’ve got to admit. You laugh as he twirls you around and it makes him grin. Someone taps your shoulder and you turn around, getting ready to yell at someone for interrupting your and robbie’s dance. But you couldn’t. because the guy who tapped you is mega hot and you’re dying on the inside. 

“sorry for interrupting, but i was wondering you wanted to dance” you will yourself to form a coherent sentence as you say “uh, sure, of course!” The hot guy smiles and you turn to Robbie and motion that you’ll meet up later. Robbie walks away with a look of hurt on his face. 

The dance with the random hot guy was pretty awesome and the two of you walk over to a random corner. He pulls you closer by the waist and you think “yes its finally going to happen” soon, you start making out, and it was pretty flipping awesome. later that night, you met up with Robbie again and you can’t wait to tell him what happened. “omg Robbie guess what? We made out! That cute guy and I made out! It finally happened!” Robbie scowls and says “yea, yea, that’s great” “robbie, what’s wrong? Why are you acting like this?” “I just, no reason, im sorry, do you want to go home now?” “yea..sure" 

on your way home, you try to think of reasons why Robbie might be acting strange. "could he be jealous?” you ask yourself. No, that can’t be it. Why would robbie be jealous? that would mean he likes you, which he obviously doesn’t. Robbie pulls up to your house and you say thanks and go inside. That night you cant sleep because you have this nagging feeling that Robbie might like you. You think of all the things that Robbie has done. How he set up such a wonderful dinner on your birthday. He gave you a flower and wore such a dashing suit and tie and made you feel so special. How he always brings you your favorite food when you’re sick and lies in bed with you and watches your favorite shows. How he is always taking care of you. is that friendship or something more? Could Robbie really like me? But it cant, it’s all too good to be true. You sigh and turn over, and fall asleep.

The next day you yet again have another party. That night Robbie arrives at your house a little earlier so he comes up to your room as you get ready. “Ugh, im running out of time!” you yell. you fell asleep and woke up half an hour before you had to leave. “relax” Robbie says. “Can I help with anything?” “Can you put on my makeup and straighten my hair?” “well, makeup I can’t, but I can straighten your hair" 

You slowly turn around. "seriously?” “yea, I mean It seems pretty easy. I can try.” “uh yea go for it” Robbie smiles and says “no problem” you turn around and watch in the mirror as he picks up your straightener and starts to straighten your hair. He’s not perfect at it, but pretty good. “seriously, thanks Robbie” “it’s no problem at all. Now hurry and do your makeup” There’s no way this is just friendship you think to yourself. Suddenly, you really want to know the truth. You have to find out. 

“Robbie?”

“hmm?”

“can i ask you a question?”

“sure”

“why were you acting like that yesterday? you got all sad and kinda mad when I danced with that guy and later when I told you about it you were scowling” you look in the mirror to catch a glimpse of any facial expressions

Robbie freezes up. “uh, no reason really. I was just thinking about something”

“what were you thinking about?”

theres silence for a minute “what the world has come to. and how there’s bad people out there" 

you snort and turn around. "yeah right. Cut the crap Robbie. What were you really thinking about?" 

"i just, i dont want to talk about it" 

you stare him down and give him that look that you know scares the crap out of him. 

"okay, okay fine. Just stop looking at me like that. I just, I felt bad when you were dancing with that guy because i wanted you to keep dancing with me. and…when you came to tell me that you made out with him I wanted to be the one to do that with you. and its so frustrating because you cant even see how much i like you. I like you so much and you’re always going off about how youre going to be forever alone but i tell you no because ill be there for you but you dont seem to get it and I just like you so much. i want to hold your hand and kiss you and hug you and do all these couple-y stuff with you.” Robbie stops and his eyes widen as he realizes everything he just spewed out. 

your eyes are wide to as you realize everything he just said. “you like me?”

he nods

“why didn’t you tell me earlier you idiot?! Then I wouldn’t have made out with that guy and instead made out with you!”

Robbies eyes widen again

“And i actually didn’t realize that you like me until very recently and i always thought of you as a best friend because I thought i would lose you if i thought of you as something more. But, I actually think I like you too" 

Robbie smiles and says "so, tonight at the party, instead of looking for other guys to kiss…" 

"ill already be kissing you” you finish with a laugh. Robbie laughs too and the two of you walk out to his car holding hands.

*geez this was really long. It’s not mega fluffy and im sorry for that but i hope you likee :)*

The Future

Plot: Bucky and Y/N have the conversation that both of them have constantly thought about, but were too afraid to bring up to one another.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: Mentions of death and suicide, real-life situations (if that’s a real warning lol, just making sure).

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Originally posted by allthingsmarvell

    “Do you ever think about the future?”

    “Of us or in general?”

    “Both, I guess.”

    Bucky shrugged his shoulders, the thick blanket underneath the two of you moving at his actions.

    “Yeah, sometimes. Why?” he asked, turning to face you.

    The side of your mouth turned up into a smile, attempting to soften what you were about to say. You hadn’t liked thinking about the future before, but you knew it was something you would have to address with him sooner or later.

    “I think about it,” you said, turning to face him so your eyes could meet. The starry night above the both of you long forgotten.

    “What kinds of things do you think about?” he asked, reaching a hand forward to brush a piece of hair away from your face.

    “I’m going to age and eventually die… but you’re still going to be this young, hot guy,” you said, using your arm to motion over his body.

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