hours-you-guys

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I know I’m a couple of days late (Irma knocked out my Internet!), but I really wanted to post a doodle celebrating the 15th anniversary of the first Kingdom Hearts game’s release in the US.

Celebrating 15 years of my favorite sunshine dorkupine in his many forms! 

\o\ \o/ /o/

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Never give up Sensates. After getting 522k signatures on our petition, hounding every Netflix social media account, calling their headquarters, mailing them flip flops in honor of Lito, raising $1100 for The Trevor Project in the name of Sense8, voting on polls like our lives depended on it and marching at Pride parades all over the world with Sense8 signs that spread the shows message of love, unity and equality all whilst singing our song What’s Up by The 4 Non Blondes, we have finally won and gotten our show a two hour special. You guys are amazing. #WeAreTheGlobalCluster

Dating Shawn Mendes Would Include
  • FOREHEAD KISSES OH MY GOD SO MANY
  • when he’s really tired he becomes a koala
  • head in your neck
  • his hair would kind of be across the bottom of your cheeks and in your neck and just kind of everywhere but its like ok bc his hair can stop wars
  • his lips would press to your neck during these cuddling sessions
  • YOU WOULD GET TO SEE HIM SLEEP
  • his long eyelashes laying on his cheeks
  • his hair would be curlier and messier than normal
  • his cheeks would b THE CUTEST COLOR OF PINK/RED ALMOST LIKE ROSES
  • his skin would be kind of hot too like not warm but burning
  • he wouldn’t let u go while your sleeping either
  • he would groan if u had to leave
  • hIS GrOGGy aSS vOiCE
  • after like a month of dating and spending a lot of time together he would want you to meet his family bc they mean a lot to him but so do u and he is so proud to have found someone like u awwww
  • before he kisses you his BIG ASS HANDs would hold you face or your cheeks
  • i feel like he’s the jealous type
  • and because he’s a leo,,, he wants to be the ‘dominant’ one in the relationship whatever tf that means
  • tracing his tattoos oH LORd
  • homeboy can’t keep his hands to himself when he’s in the mod ;)
  • your friends would send him videos of u singing his songs and he would have THE MOST smug smile on his face
  • bc his gf/bf is whipped for him
  • when he comes home y’all are attached at the hip for the first three days
  • telling u all the places he wants to take u some day
  • you just love watching him perform because he looks so incredibly happy and you live for that smile of his
  • bear hugs when you haven’t seen each other in a while
  • “Shawnnn you’re crushing me.”
  • “Sorry sweetheart, I just missed you so much.”
  • singing to you when you can’t sleep
  • 80% of his songs being about you
  • watching him work out
  • when he doesn’t have to get up early, u can bet you’re staying in bed with him the whole morning
  • trying to cook something as simple as pasta but somehow burning it??
  • blowing kisses at you and vise versa
  • ranting to you about how canada is so much better than any other country
  • trying to teach you how to play guitar
  • wearing Shawn’s merch because you’re a proud girlfriend
  • never really getting into big arguments
  • he only time you guys really bicker is because Shawn overworks himself too much and you get worried
  • on the rare occasions you guys do get into an argument, both of you usually just need a little space and an hour later you guys say sorry and make up
  • Shawn not even giving girls that flirt with him the time of day because literally no one compares to you in his eyes
  • you not even noticing when a guy flirts with you because Shawn is your one and only
  • noticeable hickeys
  • “These are gonna be a bitch to cover up,” Shawn grumbles while looking in your direction
  • you just winking at him and planting a kiss on his cheek
  • you being one of the first people to hear his new music
  • “Your fans are going to freak when they hear this masterpiece Shawny”
  • constantly supporting each other in any new endeavors
  • late night talks about random things
  • Him looking at you backstage while he sings your favorite song
  • Having wand duels
  • His face of awe when he sees what your wearing to a red carpet
  • Being invited to go on his world tour
  • Butterfly kisses
  • Passionate kisses
  • Spending hours in Barnes and Noble
  • Netflix binge watching when he comes home
  • Facetime dates while he’s gone
  • Going live on his YouNow with him
  • Good night and good morning texts
  • Snapchats where he uses the funniest filters
  • His fans coming up to you and taking pictures with you both
  • Having him with you while you get your first tattoo, or just another tattoo
  • Spending hours just reading on a couch together
  • Frequent trips to Lush
  • Waiting for him at the airport along with his fans
  • Him always comforting you when the hate comments get to you.
  • You always touch his hair.
  • Both of you constantly singing in the car.
  • Lots of cuddling.
  • You being considered as a power couple.
  • People being jealous of you. - When you have a nightmare he holds you while you talk about it.
  • Shawn always braiding your hair, and he gets really good at it.
  • jamming to drake during a long car ride
  • Having a small wedding for friends and family only
road trip!peter headcanons

ok so i saw this post and i needed to write these it’s like 1.5k words and i think the next thing i post will be the second part of the harry potter au for all of you waiting for it!! love you guys so much

  • okay so all this boy wants is to go to disney world 
  • he’s eighteen years old at this point and he’s fresh outta high school and god damn it he wants to fucking hug mickey mouse
  • like seriously he’s dying to go and he’s never been able to because money was v tight when he was growing up and he’s considerate enough to never even think of asking may to take him
  • insTEAD you and peter plan to road trip it down to florida after buying your tickets with extensive research because disney tickets are expensive enough and neither of you feel like buying plane tickets in addition to that
  • you’re only staying for a day because you two are going to be struggling college kids come late august and no one wants to pay for the hotel rooms either 
  • so you get the one day park hopper tickets and for the two of you it comes out to $345.06 which is good because you’ve both been saving up for this since you were sixteen and had around $650 between you both so now you have $304.94 and half of that is going to gas money and whatnot bc you’re both v #prepared
  • so it’s road trip time
  • it’s mid july and it’s a sixteen hour drive and you guys are ready to get your disney on like peter is so excited and happy and he cannot stop talking about it to may
    • “we’ll only be gone for like…. three days ‘cause we’re doing most of the parks in a day. we got the park hopper tickets.”
    • “how fancy!” 
    • “i know right!!!!” 
    • “so on this extensive road trip are you gonna tell y/n you like them?”
    • “mAY NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR THAT gosh”
  • but may thinks every time is the time for that so whatever
  • she has a bet that you guys will come home as a couple though
  • the bet is with herself 
  • anyways you guys rent the shittiest car you can find because it adds charm
  • you make a road trip mix that’s basically full of one direction songs
  • peter groans but secretly he enjoys listening to you belt out the lyrics to what makes you beautiful the way you used to in fourth grade
    • “y/n is this playlist really just one diRECTION did you seriously-”
    • “do you have a problem with harry styles???”
    • “no- no of course not!”
  • you take turns driving but peter loves it the most so he always extends his turns
  • he thinks it’s hilarious when you freak out because of his speeding down an empty highway late at night because he’s a little shit
  • a little shit that you love
  • he consistently asks to stop the car so he can take a picture of whatever scenery he thinks looks pretty
    • “peter it’s a fucking blade of grass stop”
    • “no but look at the way the sunlight is hitting it!! please!!”
    • “FINE”
  • he makes you play I Spy with him
    • “okay so round thirty five… i spy with my little eye someone who is very attractive”
    • “oooh is it that guy in the convertible next to us because wow”
    • “…… yep you got it. new game now”
  • he was talking about you but whatever 
  • he argues against wearing a seatbelt but you threaten to turn the car around and he really really wants to go to magic kingdom
  • you open up the sunroof that this crappy old car has so you can stick your head out of it and scream like sam in perks of being a wallflower
  • you now check that off your bucket list
  • he stops the car at every gas station just to make sure and then he buys fifteen different snack foods because “i’m a growing boy y/n i need nutrients”
    • to which you reply with “actually you’re not growing and this isn’t nutritious” 
    • “don’t act like you don’t like pop-tarts”
  • you do, so you share a pack with him
  • there are candy wrappers strewn across the backseat because neither of you want to litter
  • “are we there yet”
  • “no”
  • *five minutes later* *now whining* “are we there yeeeettttt”
  • “nO”
  • he’s bad at sitting still and always has to pee or eat
  • it’s late at night at this point and you’re freezing and you don’t wanna get out of your seat so peter huffs and pulls his sweatshirt off and gives it to you so you can sleep 
  • he acts annoyed but he’s secretly sort of happy in an embarrassed way because oh fuck you look cute and wow you’re wearing his sweater
  • you pass out on his shoulder and you’re drooling and peter can barely concentrate on the road anymore
  • it’s probably the way the moonlight is bouncing off your skin but like whatever this is totally just him gazing in a platonic way
  • except not really because he kind of is in love with you
  • peter takes a picture of you sleeping on his shoulder but he’s in it too making a stupid face into the camera that he knows you’ll laugh at when you wake up
  • peter pulls over so you can both get some sleep for more driving in the morning and he plays with your hair until he passes out and you wake up with his head in your lap because he moves around while he sleeps even though it does not look comfortable at all
  • and you smile down at this nerd in your lap 
  • he’s v cute and soft in the morning and you’re happy to know this
  • anyway you wake up really gently and you offer to drive first but he’s blushy and insists he can drive and that he got a perfectly fine sleep
    • “is my lap that comfortable then?”
    • “ummm. yes. okay so move over so i can drive haha” 
  • he finds a dunkin donuts and buys you can ice coffee
  • it’s your order exactly and you kind of blush because you didn’t really expect him to know the exact thing you order???
  • but he does
  • he’s just very attentive
  • boyfriend material is what you think but ignore that thought because like????? he’s your bff 
  • when you want to read he turns the radio off and insists you read to him
  • it’s quite adorable
  • you should be a lot more annoyed than you are about him constantly interrupting to ask in depth plot questions 
  • when you’re further away from big cities you beg peter to stop for a second and sit outside of the shitty rental car and stargaze with you
  • so you’re looking up at the stars and making up dumb names for random shapes you find
  • and you’re laughing and so is peter and you both just turn to look at each other at the same time and neither of you move
  • you can’t bring yourself to kiss him just yet 
  • he can’t do it either
  • so you reach over to hold his hand instead and he’s fine with that, too
  • you both just know at this point
  • so you get to disney and everyone assumes you’re a couple and neither of you really argue but you take really cute pictures together in front of cinderella’s castle and he finds spider-man mickey ears and wears them to be ironic because no one knows except you
  • it makes you roll your eyes but in an i-love-you-you-huge-fucking-nerd sort of way
  • you’re back on the road by one in the morning
  • only you’re both really tired so you stop for a sleep break
  • this time peter falls asleep first but it’s not a mistake when he winds up back in your arms because he sleeps well on the road like that
  • when you wake up he drives again 
  • you’re eating another s’mores pop-tart and it’s around eight o’clock in the evening and the sun is setting and end of the day by one direction comes on
  • you can’t help but scream the lyrics at the top of your lungs with the windows rolled down and the summer breeze flowing through your veins and he’s speeding down another road and you both can’t quit laughing and grinning and blushing and finally you look back at him
  • it’s just when you’re singing “you’re the one that i want at the day!” 
  • he kisses you
  • it’s quick because he’s driving and doesn’t want to crash the car
  • he ends up pulling over so he can kiss you again, this time better than the first because he’s been waiting for this and a one second press of your lips on his won’t suffice 
  • hands on the sides of your face as he smiles shyly at you and then leans in to kiss you again and again
  • you wind up making out on the road for an hour
  • nothing else except maybe some feeling up because you don’t want the first time you have sex with peter pretty boy parker to be in a car on the side of a road in a town you don’t know the name of
  • peter knows the name of the town because he wants to remember the place he kissed you for the first time 
  • aunt may wins her bet against herself
  • she’s very pleased 
  • peter really loves one direction now and ned teases him for it but oh well he’s gonna love harry styles until he dies ‘cause the man’s song was playing when he got his love to be his and like??? how can he not like them after such an event

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black magic [m]

credit: x.

❛❛im one of the brightest witches at this prestigious magic academy and ur a human who somehow got admitted and everyone knows u dont ACTUALLY have magic but cant prove it so they hate u for it but i actually like you??? and have a crush on u??????? our paths have just never crossed until ur class blew up n somehow we became class partners and– hold on what do you mean we fucked up this spell so we wanna fuck each other’s brains out??❜❜ AU

COUNT → 18.430

GENRE → smut 

PAIRING → taehyung | reader

WARNINGS → dom and sub tones | mild cum play | explicit language | female masturbation (male if you squint) | oral sex | penetration | graphic dirty talk

NOTE → this was requested and inspired by @blueagust!!!!!! the idea went thru several stages and yelling over kkt but this is the final product :-D im sorry mom


You hated everyone at this fucking academy.

It wasn’t just that they always smelled like unicorn turds—and that wasn’t a compliment because unicorns had the nastiest smelling shit in the entire universe—but they were so arrogant and had this fucking superiority complex when it came to humans. You were sure if they actually lived with them and in human society instead of hidden away at some prestigious academy they wouldn’t pull this bullshit in the first place, but they still despised them.

Or maybe it was just one human they despised in particular.

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paparazzi - boyfriend!tom

Summary: Your first crazy paparazzi experience after Tom reveals he’s in a relationship.

-So around 4-5 months of you guys dating is when Tom reveals to the world that he’s no longer up for grabs

-You’d discussed it and decided that you wouldn’t do anything grand but if asked about it, Tom wouldn’t dodge anymore

-So at some event in LA a reporter is interviewing him and says, “and no lady with you here tonight? You’re still single?”

-And he says “I’m not actually.” And the interviewer is all surprised like“Really!?” And he says “yeah” and he’s trying not to smile too hard “she couldn’t be here tonight though”

-And immediately this is all over the internet and Tom warned you things would get crazy really fast but you didn’t realize how crazy

-You guys had been pretty careful but there were still a few pics of you guys in new york floating around on the internet and since people started digging they surfaced pretty quickly and everyone’s wondering who this random girl is that’s dating Tom Holland

-After the premiere Tom flies to NY to be with you for a couple days and he decides it’s probably best to get a hotel room instead of staying at your apartment like he’s gotten in the habit of doing lately bc people are probably gonna be on the lookout for him and he doesn’t want people following him to your apartment

-So he books a hotel room in SoHo for a few days and you head over there on Thursday night and leave without him to go about your day on Friday and when you come back Friday afternoon there’s a couple paps outside because they saw Tom go in and out that day but you’re not with Tom so they’re don’t recognize you or anything and it’s only a few so you’re not too concerned

-And you end up chilling there for a few hours and you guys decide to go out to dinner and you call an uber and head to the lobby and the hotel security is trying to keep paps out of the lobby like they are swarming outside and there’s fans too and it’s really bad

-Tom looks at you and is like “Shit, I’m sorry. We can just stay in tonight….”

-And you’re like “Well, it’s deal with it now or deal with it later, right?” and Tom just chews his bottom lip and nods

-So you pull the hood of your jacket up and Tom takes your hand and you go outside and you’re half blinded by the flashes and there’s some minor screaming from fans

-And you keep your head down and both of your hands are on Tom’s hand and he leads you to the end of the sidewalk with the help of hotel security and he opens the uber door for you and you slide in and he waves to the people and follows and shuts the door

-When the door shuts you pull your hood down and look at him like “holy shit”

-And he feels so bad about it and he just keeps apologizing as the car starts moving and you’re holding his hand and rubbing your thumb across the back of it and telling him you’re fine and he’s just keeps asking “are you sure?”

-And you’re finally like “Tom stOP we knew this would happen I’m fine I can handle it would you please chill”

-And at dinner you have a long discussion about it and after talking it out he feels a lot better bc it’s likely to die down once people know a lil more about you and the novelty wears off

-He still feels kinda bad about doing this to your life and you’re definitely still a little anxious about it but you’d both rather be together with no worries about trying to hide things so

-The hotel security lets you in a back door when you come back which is v nice so other than a couple cameras outside the restaurant, post-dinner is way less overwhelming

-Laying in bed with him later Tom puts a hand on your cheek and says “thanks for putting up with all this for me”

-And without missing a beat you kiss him and say “you’re worth it”

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Anon request!! :)))

xoxo, L & A

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It took over 60 hours but the bird… it’s finally done! This is without doubt the most extensive and best piece of work I’ve ever done, and damnit I’m proud!

Many many thanks to the people who sat through the many streams of me zoomed in to like 500% drawing feathers for hours, you guys helped a lot

Keep an eye on my etsy for the prints of this pretty boi coming soon (A3 and A1 for sure, who knows what other sizes, how exciting >_>)

Next To You

Imagine: After a loooong day of press, all Tom wants to do is sleep and cuddle.

Note: This is my first Tom/Spidey imagine so idk ???? I have no clue what I’m doing but if you enjoy it, like n reblog I guess !!! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ PSA this is uneventful and a mixture of a lotta stuff but I’m trynna find my groove don’t judge !!

Word Count: 1100-ish

“Spiderman: Homecoming is out right now! Tom, it’s been a pleasure mate,” the interviewer spoke happily. 

You looked up from the essay which was situated on your lap, your eyes meeting Tom’s for a few seconds, a distracted smile flashing across his face before he continues to thank the man in front of him. You clicked your pen mindlessly as Tom stood up from his chair. Harrison sat next to you, scrolling through Instagram quietly. Peering over his shoulder, you looked down to the small digital clock which signalled that it was 11:09pm. Letting out a loud yawn, you stretched your legs. 

“Christ, you look like hell,” Tom snickered. He leaned over you, wrapping his arms around you to place a kiss on your head. 

“That’s what happens when you actually have to go to university and do assignments,” you replied sarcastically, looking up towards Tom expectantly. There was a slight pause before his reply. 

“Hi love,” Tom smiled cheekily, placing a quick peck on your lips. You smiled in return, looking up lovingly to him. 

“Um, where’s my kiss honey?” Harrison spoke mockingly, pursing his lips slightly. 

“Don’t be such a dick,” you laughed tiredly, punching Harrison lightly in the shoulder. The two boys let out a hearty laugh at your playful behaviour. Smiling, you stood up, eager to leave the stuffy, dark press room as soon as possible. 

“Are you allowed to leave yet?” Harrison queried, his eyebrow raising as he observed the basically empty room.

“I’m sure that was the last one for the day. They said I’d be finished by ten, so surely…” Tom wandered off, his voice getting softer as the sentence went on. Shrugging his shoulders, Tom searched for his press manager, James. With a quick two-finger salute, all three of you were on your way to your hotel rooms.

You led the way, your tired eyes drooping as you made your way towards the elevator. If you were this tired, you couldn’t even begin to fathom how tired Tom was feeling.

“You must be wrecked,” you chimed into the mumbling conversation the two boys exchanged as you walked through the lobby. Tom opened his mouth to answer, his arm making its way around your hip.

“Tom! Tom- wait!” Simultaneously, you all stopped to turn back towards the room where you had just left. 

“Would you mind staying back for a little while longer? We need to do a quick debrief before we continue tomorrow,” James questioned, his eyes hopeful. 

“No, yeah, of course! Jus’ give me a minute, yeah?” Tom spoke, forcing a smile onto his face. Nodding swiftly, James manoeuvred his way back towards the press room. 

“We’ll wait mate,” Harrison exclaimed, a reassuring smile tugging at his lips. 

“Yeah, you won’t be that long. We’ll survive a little while longer,” you spoke encouragingly. 

“No- no. We all know I’ll be in there for at least another hour. You guys head up. I’ll be there soon,” Tom assured.

Your eyes gazed over his wavy hair, which was in fact, a lot frizzier than you remembered it being at the beginning of the day. Pressing a slow, soft kiss to his lips you hummed.

“I’ll see you in a bit,” you whispered. 

After removing yourself from the steaming shower, you had half expected Tom to be laying down. However, when you came back to find an untouched bed once again, you couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

Picking up your laptop, you settled yourself on the bed. Your paper was propped up beside you, letting out a loud yawn, you stared back down at the bright. The clicking of the door’s lock signalled that he was finally finished work for the day.

“Jesus Christ,” Tom exhaled, his body crashing onto the bed, his head dropping to the pillow which your elbow rested on. 

You hummed, pushing your laptop away from you. Letting out a huff of frustration by the papers which flopped pathetically to the ground, your eyes flickered down to the brown-haired boy who lay, curled up, his eyes closed. The room felt silent as you gazed at the eyelashes which rested on his cheeks. 

Carefully lifting your hand, you pushed your fingers delicately through the smooth strands of his hair. Your fingers moved from the front of his fringe to the back of his head, something you had learned Tom was very fond of. 

Dozing in and out of consciousness, Tom gently grabbed your hand, bringing your wrist down to his mouth, peppering small kisses across it. A soft smile grew on your face at the simple, but loving gesture. You moved to lay down, resting your head just above his. With your right hand still clutched in Tom’s hands, you brought your left hand up towards his head once more, moving your body closer to his. Leaning down you pressed a gentle kiss to his head. 

“I’m so proud of you,” you whispered, your voice cracking slightly. You felt Tom’s face move upwards, his body shifting so he faced towards you. With his eyes closed, he brought his arm around your waist. Humming in response to your words

.“I love you,” he murmured, as you continued your caressing. An odd sensation of happiness streamed through your body as the words tumbled from his tired mouth. Those three words sounded like a foreign language as you realised how much time you hadn’t spent with him since his press tour had begun. Your quietness, nevertheless, had caused his bright eyes to meet your face, confusion ghosting his face.

Biting the inside of your lip, you couldn’t help but smile whole heartedly, letting out a loud laugh. Yet, this only caused Tom’s frown marks and confusion to grow.

“I love you,” you spoke sweetly, your face suddenly falling as you fell into a daze as you quietly overlooked his handsome features. Gently moving your hand to cup his jaw, you met his.

The dull lighting of the bedroom created the situation to become ten times more intimate. Tom hummed, licking his lips as he moved a stray piece of hair away from your face, tilting your head back slightly in the process.

Suddenly, his lips were on your lips, your collarbones and your neck. Searing heat began pumping through your veins, provoking a loud moan to tumble from your lips. Gasping slightly as Tom pushed himself above you.

It was a faint thumping on the wall behind you, however, which caused you both to almost jump out of your skin.

“Stop shagging! These are thin walls you know!” 

Although muffled, Harrison’s annoyance was perfectly clear. Melting into a pile of giggling, you could both barely contain yourself, attempting to catch your breath. A mischievous smirk fell over Tom’s face, the tiredness in his eyes now replaced with a glint of cheekiness.

“Should we figure out how thin they are?” 

9

Have you ever found yourself wanting a metric ton of DAI music? Have you ever thought to yourself, aw man, DAI’s soundtrack was 15 hours shorter than I wanted it to be? If that sounds like you, then this is a link for you.

I’ve ripped all the music from this game - that is, all the ambient snippets of music that you hear while running around in the world, and all the music that happens in cutscenes - and it turns out there’s 16 hours (1.6 gigs) of it.

(- here’s the download link -)

So if you’ve found yourself wishing you had the heaps of music that never made it to the official soundtrack, you can now roll around in hours of it. 

billsans45  asked:

if cross sans were here now, I would give him a pat on the back and a glass of chocolate milk and say, "there there cross, you were just misjudged" and then I would give him a thousand hugs pre hour! T-T

Yes you guys are terrible people u didn’t learn anything from the videogame.

anonymous asked:

from the "drabble prompt list thingy" could you do Apodyopis with eggsy? thanks karley!!! :)

 eggsy unwin + apodyopis – the act of mentally undressing someone.

a/n; pre-kingsman fuckboi eggsy? pre-kingsman fuckboi eggsy

tags; @alexsunmners @rax-writes @mvximoff @paperclipmac @dicckgrayson

Originally posted by official-hartwin


The first day’s always the worst, you try and tell yourself as you walk into the Black Prince, pulling your pencil skirt down. It’ll get better, just gotta give it a few days.

Walking inside the pub, you’re almost immediately met with the overwhelming scent of liquor. Being it’s a Monday night, there are not many people in the pub, which is a plus for you. Your first day at your new job kinda made you want to curl up in a ball for a couple days.

You can feel the gaze of a couple of the men in the booths and elect to ignore them because all you really want right now is a cold beer and some time to clear your head. Besides, they’re all on the older side and you don’t roll that way. (Unless it’s a celebrity; then that’s a different story!)

You slide onto a bar stool and the bartender greets you warmly, informing you it’s not every day a woman frequents his pub, in which you laugh and tell him that it’s the only one near your new flat. He in return slides you a glass full of beer, in which he insists is on the house. (For first-timers, he said.)

Eggsy, on the other hand, has had a shitty day as well, but of course, for a completely different reason, which of course involves his god-awful stepfather. So he called his mates out for a drink, and that’s how he found himself there tonight.

Of course, he had noticed you right away when he walked in because when has a chick as hot as you been inside this dirty, old pub? And it became even more apparent when his mate kicked him on the shin from under the table.

“The fuck was that for?” Eggsy says in pain, as his friend laughs. “You’re a fuckin’ prick!”

“'cause I’m pretty sure you haven’t been listening to to me this entire time,” Ryan laughs, taking a sip of his drink. “You’ve been checkin’ out that fine chick over at the bar.” 

Eggsy rolls his eyes, lips tugging into a smirk as he brings his glass to his lips and says,

“More like imaginin’ what her clothes would look like on my floor.”

“Oh, what, you plannin’ on banging her right next to your mom n’ Dean?” Jamal teases, causing Eggsy to chuckle.

“Tell you what,” Ryan says mischievously. “Twenty quid says you can’t even get her number.” He pulls out the cash as he says that, placing in the middle of the table.

Eggsy laughs and stands and pockets the money, and says,

“Watch and learn, boys.”

They chuckle as Eggsy shoves his hands in his pockets and makes his way over to you, sliding into the vacant stool next to you. You spare him a look out of the corner of your eye and look forward as he starts ordering a drink for himself.

Eggsy turns to look at you for a second, before smiling and saying to the bartender,

“And fill the lady’s drink while you’re at it, mate!” 

At that, you turn to look at him directly now, as he uses the money from his friend to pay for your refill. You smile as he looks at you finally, and all you can think of is how goddamn attractive he is.

“I’m a big girl, you know,” You say with a laugh, pushing your half empty glass towards the bartender. “I can pay for a refill.”

“But I don’t see you denying it love,” Eggsy laughs, causing you to turn a little pink. “My name is Eggsy, and you are?”

You chuckle as you give him your name, and he offers his hand for you to shake. As the bartender gives you both your drinks, he says,

“So what brings a girl like you here on a Monday night?”

“First day at my new job. I think it’s safe to say I already hate it.” You answer, rubbing mindlessly at the lipstick on the rim of your glass. “And what brings a guy like you here on a Monday night?”

“Sounds like shit already, if you don’t mind me sayin’,” He laughs. “As for me? You know, just the standard, daddy issues n’ shit like that.”

You both can’t help but chuckle at that. During the next half and hour that you guys chat, you don’t deny the various refills he pays for and you certainly don’t mind the way he not-so-subtly gets touchy-feely with you. You’re well aware of his friends that he came in with, and you’re almost certain they’re getting fed-up with Eggsy not returning to their table.

“Well Eggsy, I’d love to stay and chat, but I’ve got work in the morning,” You announce, pulling the strap of your purse over your shoulder. “And I’m sure your mates are desperately missing you.” You add, acknowledging his friends.

“Those blokes? Nah, they aren’t,” Eggsy replies, standing with you. He then moves closer to you, not to where he’s invading your personal space, but enough to make your breath catch in your throat slightly. Eggsy removes his hand from his pocket and then traces his hand over the bare skin of your arm. “But you? Oh, I’ll be missin’ you, love.”

You swallow hard at the feel of his fingertips grazing your arm, and how he’s looking at you like he could just eat you up. It’s safe to say that you’ve both indicated the mutual attraction towards each other subtly and that neither one of you is opposed to making the night last a little longer. So that’s why you give him an almost sultry smile and say,

“How about you come ‘round to my place?”

At that, Eggsy smirks and loops his arm with yours, and says, 

“You just read my mind, love.”

Who’s to Blame? (Part Two)

Summary: Bucky Barnes is the most eligible bachelor in New York, a ladies’ man and a dick even. He’s also your best friend. However, he gets into a freak accident and he ends up losing his left arm. His confidence is shattered, and it’s up to you to show him that he is still the man he was before the accident. (Modern-Day Alternate Universe, Possible Series)

Author’s Note: Thank you so much to @xxladymaximoffxx for proofreading my work! ilysm! 💕

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 1,035

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The Signs as Haruhi Gifs

So my last astrology post blew up in only a few hours, so I thought you guys would like another one ^.^

Aries:

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Taurus:

Gemini:

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Cancer:

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Leo:

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Virgo:

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Libra:

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Scorpio:

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Sagittarius:

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Capricorn:

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Aquarius:

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Pisces:

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Haruhi’s actual sign: Aquarius

do you? (reddie)

Type: One-shot

Summary: After years of not speaking after a break-up, Richie finally gets to talk to Eddie over the phone.

Pairing: Reddie

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: N/A

A/N: okay so i know i’m supposed to be writing rain and doing request and my blogrates but after hearing my favorite song by neyo called do you, i got so inspired and had to write this. i had to. i actually cried a lil writing this one. it’s probs sucks bc i didn’t edit it and wrote it in an hour but i hope you guys like it!

The gravel of the road cracked underneath Richie’s boots, his tread slow and hesitant.

Once he reached the booth, his hand reached out to touch the cold glass, staring at the phone on the inside. Did people even use these anymore?

This was a terrible idea. No, scratch that - it was the worst idea he could ever have.

It was selfish. It was disrespectful. It was low.

He just needed to hear his voice one more time.

The tall, curly headed boy finally stepped inside of the booth, not bothering to close the door behind him as he picked up the phone and deposited a coin inside.

Richie’s heart was beating so fast that he felt like it would explode out of his chest. Would he answer?

“Hello?”

The sound of Eddie Kaspbrak’s voice on the other end brought tears to Richie’s eyes. A shaky breath sounded into the receiver on his end, doing his best to hold it together. It was a voice he wanted to hear for years now, and god, did it still sound just like a song.

“Hello? Is anyone there?”

“Hey Eds.. It’s me.”

Eddie froze when he heard that voice, one of his hands slapping down to rest against the counter in front of him so that he wouldn’t fall.

He almost didn’t believe this was real, just like he almost didn’t believe Richie had been trying for weeks to reach him.

“Hi…” Eddie’s greeting was flat, but that was purely because he didn’t want Richie to know that he still had an immediate effect on him.

The other line was silent for a few other beats, and Eddie’s heart started racing at the idea that it had disconnected. It frustrated him to think that he was actually upset at the prospect.

“Maybe.. maybe this wasn’t a good idea. I know you probably don’t care about anything I have to say.”

Eddie remained quiet, hanging onto the sound of Richie’s voice. He’d heard it the other night, listening to one of the five voice mails that Richie had left because Eddie refused to answer the phone.

“But you’re listening so.. thank you for that.”

It grew uncomfortably silent again, and Eddie could tell that Richie was waiting for him to say something.

“Why are you calling me, Richie?” He finally asked quietly, unable to hide the wariness in his voice. Before Richie could answer, they both flinched at the sound of a voice wafting over from Eddie’s living room.

“Eddie, who’s that?”

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It’s an Older Sibling Thing (Part 2): Please Come Home

Characters: Dean Winchester x Friend!Reader, Sam Winchester x Friend!Reader

Length: 1544+ words

TW: Descriptions of Injuries. Character death. Just sadness and angst all over (I made myself cry writing this tbh)

A/N: There was so many interest in a Part 2, and at first I wasn’t going to write one, but after my exam yesterday, I got into a flow of writing it, and I finished it! Hope you guys like it! Feedback is encouraged!

Part 1


“What the hell, Dean?!” Sam shouted. He had given his older brother the silent treatment from the moment they left the motel weeks ago. But seeing Dean, relaxing on the couch, with a beer in hand, not even fazed that he had kicked out one of their closest friend irked Sam to no end. “What did you say to her?!”

The oldest Winchester rolled his eyes, crossing his arms in defiantly. “I didn’t say anything that wasn’t true.”

“Why’d she leave?”

“Beats me.” Dean shrugged, taking another gulp of his drink.

“She said she understands why you kicked her out,” Sam said in a more quieter tone, changing his tactics.

“Good. At least she knows she was a selfish-” 

“Dean!” Sam exclaimed, shocked that his brother would say such things about someone who they were close friends with.

“How can you not be angry?” Dean asked. “Because of her, you were hurt, Sam! It’s my job to protect you, and she was in the way of that.”

“You’re an idiot, you know that?” 

Dean scoffed.

“She didn’t tell the demons anything. You think the demons haven’t picked up a few things from us?”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Dean asked, his eyes narrowing in curiosity.

“They only kidnapped Y/N for her phone. They used the same tactic as we do when we’re tracking someone- all you need is a phone number.”

“Son of a bitch.”

“Yea. You fucked up, Dean. Whatever you said to her, you fucked up.”

“Sammy-”

“No. Fix this, Dean. I was my sister back.” Sam shook his head, walking away to his room. 

“Sist- What?”

The hazel-eyed man stopped, turning his slightly around to look at his brother’s confused face. “She’s always been family to us- to me at least. And you kicking her out like that doesn’t change that.” 

“Dammit,” Dean cursed under his breath, watching his younger brother walk away. “Fuck.” He closed his eyes tightly, trying to think of ways to fix his mess.

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Total time: 2 hours, maybe more idk.

Hope you guys like it! 

@therealjacksepticeye