i actually laughed out loud at that line

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isak/even 5!

Aah, thank you @adamparishe! Hope this will do haha! Sorry if there’s any spelling / punctuation mistakes I hammered it out quite quickly… Anyway;

5) Isak x Even: Things you didn’t say at all -

Winter is starting to settle in again. The cold seeping through the thin windows of the flatshare, the hours of light getting shorter and shorter. It’s been almost a year since he first saw Even. Almost a year since kosegruppe, since the bathrooms where Even stole all the paper towels and still managed to make Isak like him.

Even spends most nights in Isak’s bed, now. Wakes up with him in the mornings, crowds him into the bed in the evenings. Even at night is all long limbs and blanket thievery, and Isak wouldn’t change it for anything. Couldn’t imagine having it any other way.

Isak can’t remember the last time he saw Even go home; he’s with Isak enough that he has his own drawer in the chest, and his own space in the cupboards. Seeing it all - seeing the space that Even has carved out in Isak’s life - still makes Isak’s chest contract with something he doesn’t have a name for.

Well, that’s not quite true.

Isak has a name for it, lodged in the back of his throat at any given point. I love you, he thinks. I love you, I love you, I love you.

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EXO (OT12) - Reaction to You Being A Foreigner Who Knows Their Native Language

When he was telling Jongdae what a beautiful woman you were when you were sitting a table away from them at a café he did not expect you to come up to him later with your number saying “You aren’t so bad yourself, handsome.” The shocked expression on his face amused you even more, “You mean you understood me?” You giggled, “Obviously, I learned the language before coming to live in a foreign country. Call me sometime, yeah?” You gave a wink and left him standing there speechless.

Luhan:                                                                                                                Luhan was walking around China when he decided to stop at a local street vendor for some food. When he was ordering, some girls recognized him and starting freaking out. “Can I just eat in peace for once.” You were standing behind him in line and said, “So you are why those girls are going crazy?” He turned expecting to see another native but instead noticed you were a foreigner. “Yeah,” He gave a sly smile, “I’m kind of famous.” You gave a look of amusement. “Anyways, why are you so damn good at Chinese?” You giggled, “I’m kind of a good study.”

Kris (Yifan):
While enjoying the nightlife that comes with living in California, Kris found himself in one of the many nightclubs. He received a phone call about a movie role in China and of course proceeded to speak in Mandarin. You being a bystander ended up hearing the conversation. “You are an actor?” You asked fluently in the language he just spoke. “Yeah I am,” he smiled then gave a confused look, “You speak Mandarin?” You smiled and started walking away, “Maybe we can speak more after dancing.” Kris gave a sly smile and followed you to the dance floor.

Waiting around at an airport can be quite annoying, it is even more annoying when your flight doesn’t leave when it is supposed to. A message rang out over the loudspeaker and you heard one of the men in the group of guys waiting for the same flight as you ask, “What did that just say?” in Korean. You responded out loud without thinking, “That the flight will be delayed until the storm stops.” He turned to you in response with a smile, “You speak Korean?” “Yeah,” you laughed, “I actually lived there for a few years when I was younger. Sorry to budge into your conversation.” He gave you a gracious smile, “No harm done, my name is Junmyeon. Care to talk a bit while we wait?”

Yixing looked up at the rollercoaster his friends were in line for and started mumbling how crazy they were to himself. “Not a fan of roller coasters either?” You asked casually in Chinese as you were waiting by the gates for your friends too. “More so of getting hurt,” he responded as he turned to face you. He had a confused look on his face to see that you were in fact not Chinese. “I did some studying abroad if that is what you were wondering,” you said with a smile. He nodded and gave a little laugh. “I am Zhang Yixing,” he said with one of his signature bows he did out of habit. “Y/N,” you said in response with a little bow of your own, “Ready to watch this horrifying sight together?” He smiled and you both turned back to watch the enormous metal contraption run its course.

Baekhyun and Chanyeol were walking around taking in the sights that New York City had to offer when they decided to make a bet and see if they could get a girl to say they were cuter than the other. Not expecting you to know their native language Baekhyun came up to you and gave a simple “Hello” in English. As you heard Chanyeol calling out words of encouragement in Korean you decided to respond with “Annyeong.” When he realized that you could speak in his own language he gave a giggle and a finger wave. “Do you mind playing along in helping me win a bet?” You smiled, “If I get your name first.” He gladly offered his name as you took his outreached hand and walked over to fool his friend.

When your uncle asked if you could bartend for the night at his restaurant you were hardly enthused by the thought of creepy men flirting with you over the counter. However, when an attractive bunch of foreigners walked in things seemed to be looking up for you. You heard them chatting in Korean so you decided you use your multilingual skills to ask them what they wanted to order. One of the guys, who you noticed to be very muscular under his shirt, was automatically overjoyed and didn’t seem to care about ordering at the moment. “What else do you know?”

Chanyeol and the boys were at a party in Busan when he noticed you across the room. He assumed that you wouldn’t know enough Korean to hold a conversation so he ended up just staying where he was. However, when you walked over and started talking to him he couldn’t hide the smile that formed on his face. “You really know Korean!” he said after you two had been talking for a while. “How else would I be able to talk to such a handsome man,” you joked and he laughed.

When they said there would be a new make-up artist he was surprised to see that you were a foreigner. As the boys introduced themselves one by one his shy smile broadened when you began a conversation with him. “Your Korean is really good,” he said reassuringly. “I try,” you said as you both laughed, “I could still use a little bit of teaching.” He perked up at the thought, “I could help you when I have free time.”

Tao was browsing the men’s ware at a popular clothing store when you heard him asking his friend something about the color he should get in Chinese. “I would go with the red one,” you said, “it will make a statement.” Tao turned to you and the fashionista within him responded, “that is what I was thinking too.” Your skin tone was a dead giveaway that Chinese was not your native language. “Where did a pretty girl like you learn Chinese?”

When out in Seoul for the night walking his dogs he did not expect to talk to a foreigner. “They are so cute! May I pet them?” You said in fluent Korean. Taken aback it took him a moment before he smiled and said “Yeah, of course.” He grinned as he watched you interact with his kids. When you stood back up he offered for you to walk with him. “You can walk one if you’d like, I’d enjoy the company.” He was very interested in getting to know you.

Even when on tour this boy needs his bubble tea fix. When you offered to help him order after seeing that he was struggling a bit, he was surprised. After you ordered for yourself he ended up paying for your drink. “You really didn’t have to,” you said shyly. “It’s no big deal, besides I want to know how you speak Korean so well.” You sat with him and ended up joking around and talking for a while.

I tried to make each situation different. I hope you guys like it. :)


Behind the Scenes of The Poison Sky / The Sontaran Stratagem (Part Five)

Excerpts from the DVD Commentary with David Tennant, Russell T. Davies, and producer Susie Liggat:

RTD: Do you know, I’ve always wanted to ask you, David.  When you get a script what do you do?  From scratch
DT: I read it.
RTD: Yeah, but…
DT: I just read it to read it the first time.  And then I’ll read it and I’ll usually mark it up, which is literally just underlining my bits
RTD: Yep yep yep
DT: Which is the first stage of learning it, I suppose, and then you just read it again and you go over certain scenes.  Depending upon how much time you’ve got, whether it’s a script that you’ve had a few weeks in advance or whether it’s one of the ones that creep in at the last minute
RTD:  [laughs] Like they do
DT: …for whatever reason.  Sometimes you have to sort of just buckle down and start learning specific scenes if a schedule is in front of you…
RTD: Do you have to learn it according to the schedule
DT: Yeah, you do.
RTD: Sort of going, “Right, all of the UNIT scenes are first so I’ll learn those first”
DT: Yeah, yeah
RTD: That’s hard, isn’t it?
DT: Well, it’s easier than just learning it chronologically, because you’re just kind of keeping up with the schedule as it comes
RTD: Because it always strikes me, and actually everyone always says this, that you come to read-throughs incredibly prepared.  Do you, or are you winging it?
DT: Weeellll, it’s somewhere between the two, I think.  I think probably as the years have gone on, I enjoy winging it a bit more
RTD: Right
DT: Because I think it can be a bit more… sometimes you can over-prepare things, I think.
RTD: Yep
DT: and I think when we started I think I probably, sort of, would come to the read-through having practiced
[ RTD & SL laugh ]
DT: having made some decisions.  As time goes on it’s better sometimes to… especially when you’re meeting actors for the first time and responding to what they do for the first time, if you’re less… Because the first read-through, you’re sitting there thinking… and everyone… all the BBC bods come up from London… and we did three scripts!  We did The Christmas Invasion, New Earth, and School Reunion in one day and I’d never read The Doctor out loud before
SL: [ gasps ] How frightening!
DT: …and there’s all these people, all these bods coming up from London to kind of… and you’re just sitting there thinking, “I’m going to get sacked!”
RTD: [ big laugh ]
DT: That’s all you’re thinking.  So you’re very precious about it, and I think as time goes on you begin to feel slightly more confident of your position, and you think, well, it’s more interesting, actually, to maybe be a bit looser with it.  A bit freer with it.
RTD: And when do you learn the lines?  Is it late at night?  Is it first thing?  
DT: Just as you go.  Weekends a lot… you know.
SL: Because you are extraordinary.  I can say, I’ve worked with you now virtually solidly for four years - on Casanova and then on to this…
DT: Yeah, yeah. That’s true, that’s true
SL: …so I have seen HOURS of television with you
[ DT & RTD laugh at how she dragged out the word “hours” ]
DT: Hours of it!  
RTD: Sound a bit happier about that!
SL: Hours of Russell’s great writing!
[ waiting for the laughing to die down ]
SL: No! What I’m going to say is, I think in all that time, in all those days and all those lines, I think you’ve probably fluffed twice. You know, it’s extraordinary, you are extraordinary.  
RTD: That’s cursed it!
DT: Yeah!
SL:  No! You really are - at learning your lines
RTD: You are, that’s true
DT: It’s the homework, isn’t it?  You’ve got to do the homework.
SL: Well, you say that but you know some people don’t.  It’s brilliant - you are a great leader by example.
DT: I think you’ve got to. I think we’re in such a privileged position, and I don’t want cameramen standing around waiting for me to remember my lines, you know?
RTD: But also it is a skill of yours, actually.  Actors who have learned their lines, who’ve done all the work, can fluff on the spot
DT: Sure, and sometimes we all do, yeah
RTD: Yeah, but you do it less than most.  Now we’ve cursed it - it will all just go to pot!
DT: Yeah!  Tomorrow’s going to be a really long day!
RTD: Never speak about it out loud. 

A big “thank you!!” to everyone who shares set photos

Additional parts of this photoset: [ one ] [ two ] [ three ] [ four ]
The rest of the behind-the-scenes photosets are available [ here ]


The Ignition fic that no one asked for but that I needed to write because damn. That video has ended me. Enjoy!
@strongenoughfoundation sorry, I had to tag you again, that video has done things to both of us XD

It was too hot, too loud, and the traffic was too AWFUL.

You’d been sitting in this car for God knew how long now, on a packed highway in the summer heat. Every window was rolled down in an attempt to fight off a heatstroke and honestly, you’d started counting the minutes until your sure death if you didn’t get off this road soon. Groaning in despair, you snatched the hair tie from your wrist and tied your hair back in sharp motions.

At the sound of your voice, your best friend glanced at you from the driver’s seat, eyebrows raised. “You all right over there?”

“I’m dying, Lin,” you deadpanned. “I am actually dying.”

“That’s a little dramatic,” he remarked, a teasing smile tugging at his lips.

“This damn highway is doing dangerous things to my head.”


“I imagine death so much, it feels more like a memory.”

At that, he burst out laughing. With a hand resting on the steering wheel, he leaned back against his seat and sent you a warm glance. “I feel like I can’t argue with you because you just did that.”

Flopping back against your seat with a loud sigh, you pointed at him. “That line is the one I relate to the most, honestly,” you told him wryly.

“Why am I not surprised?” he asked.

You lifted your head and arched a brow at him. “Are you saying I’m a negative person?”

“You said it, not me.”

“I feel the need to remind you that you’re stuck in this car with me for at least an hour.”

“I feel the need to remind YOU that this is my car and I can kick you out at anytime.”

Grumbling, you shifted around in your seat to get to a more comfortable position and brought your feet up onto the edge of it. “Asshole,” you muttered simply and he snickered. You wondered if walking was a better choice than this traffic-induced hell after all.

Sighing in resignation, you settled for dozing in the searing sun and sneaking a couple glances over at Lin as you did. Hey, you couldn’t help it if your best friend also happened to be kinda (really) attractive, could you? It wasn’t bad just to look, right? You idly studied him through half-closed eyes, admiring the way his hair got all tousled as he ran a hand through it. He was wearing a dark blue tee because of the heat and you tried to steal a few guilty glances at his arms. You bet it’d be nice to be wrapped up in his arms, heat or no heat.

“…you done staring at me yet?”

“Shit!” you hissed, blushing furiously at having been caught. Lin cast you a sideways glance that was wayyyy too knowing and was that jerk SMIRKING? Growling something unintelligible, you reached forward to the dashboard. “I’m putting the radio on!” you announced.

“Hey, I don’t mind, you can look all you want—”

“I’M PUTTING THE RADIO ON.” You jabbed at the power button and cranked up the volume.

The first few notes of a song blared out and you recognized it at the same time Lin did.

You groaned out a frustrated “NOOO,” while Lin practically cheered like a two-year-old.

“I’m turning it off!” you said at once, and you reached for the button again.

“No you aren’t!” he shot back, batting your hand away. He ignored your squeak of protest and flashed you a wide grin. “You turned it on, so you’re stuck with the consequences!”

Sinking down in your seat, you brought your fingers up to your temples. The lyrics to the “Ignition” remix pumped out of the speakers and brought back a ton of memories. “Lin-Manuel Miranda,” you stated, “if you start rapping, I swear to God—”

“No, I’m not tryin’ to be rude, but hey pretty girl, I’m feelin’ you, the way you do the things you do, remind of my Lexus coup—”

“AAAGHHH!” You threw your hands up as he started freaking dancing in his damn seat, one hand still on the wheel and other in the air, and dear lord, it was like PTSD. Hands over your ears now, you glowered at him from your hunched over position. Lin just smiled back like the stupid, hot person he was and pointed at you as he went on with the song:

“So baby, give me that!”


“Let me give you that!”

“HELL NO. Lin, I swear, I will never speak to you again.”

Cheerfully ignoring you, he kept going, letting that edge of a growl into his voice and you internally swooned. Why did these things happen to you? “It’s the remix to ignition, hot and fresh out the kitchen, Mama rollin’ that body, got every man in here wishin'—”

He cut off, making you glance over in confusion; just in time for him to lean across and steal a kiss, lips pressed to yours fleetingly. Your eyes shot open wide, body going rigid as he grinned into your mouth and then pulled away a second later.

“Lin!” you spluttered out, as he just laughed and went back to rapping out the lyrics. “What—You—What the hell!?”

The lyrics became a little shaky as he tried not to laugh, a stupid smile on his face. When he glanced at you, his eyes softened and…was he blushing?

Against your will, your mouth quirked up too and you looked down at your feet.

As the two of you sat, with the speakers blasting around you, you brought your fingers up to touch your lips in wonder.


Written by: @titaniasfics

Rating: T

Prompt 27: Katniss’s father is an undocumented worker, Peeta is a sympathetic federal agent sent to investigate or an employer willing to do anything to help. [submitted by @567inpanem]

Author’s Note: I’m late (as usual) but I went for the second option on this one. I jumped at this prompt because of my own feeling about this whole situation. Hope I didn’t hijack a lovely prompt by being politically didactic. I relied on my experiences with my family regarding picking fruit and the migration of workers as they follow the different harvest, together with the research on how the ICE conducts raids in this current political climate. It’s a different world from when my grandfather was a migrant worker.

A million thanks to @eala-musings for betaing this piece for me, @567inpanem for the amazing prompt and to @everlarkficexchange for hosting this challenge!

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Teen Wolf Preference – How You Find Out They Like You


Originally posted by natasharromanova

You’d find out that Derek likes you almost by accident.

You’d known Derek for a while and everyone knew that he had a soft spot for you – although, no one would have guessed that he had a crush on you. He usually he kept to himself, especially when it came to emotions, and when you found out about the supernatural world he’d so far been extremely patient with your questions.

“So you can shift when it’s not a full moon – does that really make you a werewolf?”, “how come only your face really changes?”, “how do you stop yourself from wolfing out when you get angry? You’re always angry”.

If someone like Stiles asked Derek these questions he’d tell them to shut up. But you were different. You were his anchor.

“We have anchors – something that stops us from losing control. It can be people like Scott used to use Allison or it can be something else. My anger used to anchor me.”

You arched an eyebrow, “what anchors you now?”

“What?” Derek hadn’t expected you to pick up on his terminology.

“You said ‘used’ to anchor you. What anchors you now?”

He avoided looking at you, worried that he’d cave in as soon as he saw your pleading eyes. So, Derek turned away and pretended to be interested in documentation on the table.

“Doesn’t matter.”

He knew you and knew that saying this would only interest you more. He wished he could just lie to you, it was so easy to like to other people.

“Oh, come on!” you moved closer to him, “is it really embarrassing?”

“Yes,” Derek said gruffly, bravely looking at you, “it’s you.”

You grinned, “that is embarrassing!” realisation seemed to dawn on you, “wait, me? But if Allison was Scott’s anchor…”

And for the first time, you saw Derek blush.

“Yeah, whatever.”


Originally posted by laheys-girl

You’d find out that Isaac likes you in a strange but not so surprising Isaac kind of way.

The pack, Scott specifically, were aware of Isaac’s nightmares and night terrors. Scott had grown accustomed to hearing Isaac’s yelling in his sleep every now and then and usually his nightmares revolved around the same thing. If it got really bad, Isaac would ring you after waking up because you assured him you’d be there for him no matter what the hour was. You were his best friend and everyone but you knew that Isaac thought of you more than that.

One night, his nightmare shifted to a whole new story.

Isaac woke up in a heavy sweat, letting out a few deep breaths as he tried to take in his surroundings and remind himself that the nightmare wasn’t real.

But it felt so real.

So he quickly grabbed a clean shirt and left the house, not even bothering to check the time as he sprinted through the streets of Beacon Hills. He tried to calm himself but there was a small voice in the back of his head that kept saying ‘but what if it was real?’

You almost threw a book at him when you were awoken suddenly to Isaac climbing through your window.

“Isaac – it’s 3am!”

He gave you a breathless smile, his eyes flickering to the book in your hand, “your plan to stop an intruder is to throw a book at them?”

You frowned groggily at him as you turned your lamp on, praying that your family wouldn’t wake up to the sound of your visitor.

“Are you gonna tell me why you’re here or are you just going to make fun of my plan of attack if an intruder comes?”

Isaac hesitated. He was relieved to see that his nightmare wasn’t true and you were okay after all – he just didn’t know how to explain that to you without feeling embarrassed.

“I had a nightmare.” He admitted, moving closer to your bed. Like a natural instinct, you moved over so he could get in bed beside you.

“You usually call me. What happened?”

“Uh,” Isaac fiddled with your bedsheet, “you were in it. I mean, sometimes you’re in my dreams like… in the background… but this time you were really in it. My dad – it’s stupid. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

You rested your head on his shoulder, “that’s different. You didn’t do your breathing exerci –,”

“I like you, alright? I had to be sure. You never know what happens in Beacon Hills. Shit’s insane around here.” Isaac tried to joke but realised what he said. Even in your tired state, what he said processed quickly in your mind.

“You… like me?” you thought for a moment, “actually, that makes a lot of sense.”


Originally posted by fytwolf

Mason would constantly tease Liam about it and whenever you were around he’d make subtle hints and you’d accidentally pick up on it

Mason was relentless when it came to Liam’s crush on you and that was how you found out Liam liked you.

“Here comes your girlfriend now.” Mason said in a sing-song voice when he saw you walking down the school corridor to him and Liam at the lockers. Liam glowered at him, this being an almost warning expression that if he said anything to you that Mason would face the consequences.

Mason nodded but whenever you were around, he’d just tease Liam when you weren’t looking.

“Please tell me you guys will stay after school. I really need your help on an assignment and I think it’s going to be the death of me.” You said when you reached Liam’s locker, Mason stepping so he was behind you and couldn’t see the faces and gestures he was pulling.

“I don’t know if I can stay but Liam definitely can,” Mason mused and you looked at Liam with a delighted expression. You couldn’t figure out why Liam had a frown on his face, unaware of Mason’s smirking face and mouthing ‘get some’ to his friend.

“Yeah I’ll probably stay. Are you coming to the lacrosse game tomorrow night?” Liam asked and you nodded your head. Mason was now doing a small dance behind you.

“Yeah, of course. I never miss a lacro –,” you turned around quickly, “Mason, what the hell are you doing?”

He stopped mid-dance, freezing when he saw your annoyed expression. Mason smiled sheepishly.

“I have a nervous tic?”

“You’re a terrible liar,” you said, “c’mon guys! What’s happening? You’re always doing this now! Don’t think I don’t see you, you idiot.”

Just as you playfully punched Mason in the arm, you realised why he’d been doing what he was doing. Your friends do a similar thing when Liam’s around.

“Oh… Liam!” you turned and pointed a finger to Liam who was blushing furiously, “oohh!”


Originally posted by teenwolfimagines711

You’d find out Scott likes you through an obvious source – Stiles.

By now, Scott should know not to trust Stiles with anything (especially with a crush secret) but he had to tell someone. Stiles was his go to person for everything.

“You’re not helping, (Y/N).” Stiles said loudly as he and Scott looked through boxes of archives at the police station, all three of you knowing full well that you shouldn’t be there. Whilst Stiles and Scott were looking through folders and papers, you were sitting on a wheely chair and filling out quizzes in a magazine.

“I think I’m helping a lot. For instance, I just read your horoscope, Stiles. This month you need to focus more on your happiness rather than getting caught up in work and putting your needs aside. You’re welcome,” you stuck your tongue out at him briefly, “oh, also, if you really want to dig up dirt on Theo why don’t we just visit his parents? They’d probably know about his sister’s death more than anyone. Before you ask, I do have his address and since Scott’s disapproved he can go over this stuff on chimeras which I photocopied out of one of Deaton’s books. I’ve highlighted the important bits.”

“You couldn’t have told us this earlier?”

“Nope, it’s been fun watching you two snoop around.” You showed Stiles the sheets you’d printed out for him.

“God, (Y/N). If Scott didn’t like you, I’d kiss you right now.” Stiles grinned as he took the sheets from you, already leaving the archive room as you and Scott sat still with wide eyed expressions


Originally posted by nostydianoparty

Your best friend, Lydia, had been trying to convince Stiles to tell you that he likes you for a long while but you’d find out that he likes you by accident.

You were in the car with Lydia on Friday afternoon, the loud music softening when a phone call came through the car.  

“I finally figured out how to connect my phone to the car,” Lydia grinned as she answered the call, “hi Stiles!”

Before you could greet Stiles too, he’d launched himself into a full ramble – something that happened often with him.

“I’ve finally decided to ask (Y/N) out on a date.”

“Stiles.” Lydia hissed, glancing to see your reaction. All you could was stare out the window with a confused expression.

“Lydia, I’m serious. I know I’ve said it heaps of times but I actually mean it this time. I’m gonna ask her out and tell her I like her,” he thought for a moment, ignoring when Lydia said his name again in a warning tone, “I just don’t know where to take her. Any suggestions?”

“I really want to go to that new restaurant in town.” You said and heard Stiles making a choking noise on the other end of the line while Lydia let out a loud laugh.

“I tried to tell you, Stiles!” she laughed as he quickly mumbled that he had to go and hung up the phone.


Originally posted by training-wolves

You and Theo are always flirting and you kind of know he likes you and he gets hurt and admits it to you and you’re like “I already knew that”

You always had a hunch that Theo liked you but had your theory confirmed when one of Theo’s late night outing went wrong.

Theo relentlessly flirted with you and you often responded just as eagerly. You were tending to his wounds, applying disinfectant and telling him to stop being such a wuss when he hissed and complained.

“You’re an idiot, you know that?” you muttered as you applied a bandage on his arm, trying to remain serious and ignore the fact that his arm was so nice and muscly.

“You dig it,” he gave a half smile, “can’t believe I’m saying this but I was really worried for a second there. I thought it’d kind of suck if I died and didn’t tell you that I liked you.”

Your snorted, “you weren’t going to die, they’re just minor cuts.”

“You’re not going to react to my proclamation of love?”

You leaned up, kissing his cheek, “no because I already knew.”


1.) The symbols seem to be “evolving” from a few lines/bird-like figures to a dog, raven/crow/something, and a wolf. I suppose you could call Jake a lone wolf.
2.) If Diego “Hides much of true personality from conservative family,” could he be gay?
3.) “With her hacking skills & lack of loyalty, we should consider her for recruitment.” I actually laughed out loud, whoops 😄
4.) That bounty though. I really want to know how that happened.
5.) Estela still holds the highest threat assessment.
6.) We should be seeing the files for Quinn, Aleister, Craig, and Michelle soon, right?

anonymous asked:

helloo. can you do #11 with fem!reader & justin? fluff if possible, lol. thanks, you're the best! ❤

sure can,, here ya go, enjoy xx sorry its a lil shitty

#11: “I lost my number, can I have yours?” “[insert their name], I will hurt you.”

It was another party, at Bryce’s, of course. You only came because of your friends, who were now God knows where. After you found yourself a drink you headed to the food table, you recognised Jeff and offered him a friendly smile.

“Hey, Y/N.” He grinned back, shoving a mouthful of chips (crisps) into his mouth.

You laughed at the boy. “Hey, Jeff. How’s your night been?”

He shrugged, offering you some chips. “I’ve been playing operation ‘Clay and Hannah’, so I’m just refueling.”

You declined his kind offer politely. “How is that going?” You smirked, knowing about this plan for a little while.

He turned to look out the window, and I followed his gaze, finding the two walking and laughing at something. “It looks like it’s going pretty good,” You noted. “Good going, Cupid.”

Jeff laughed. “I’m pretty good, aren’t I?” He joked.

“The be-”

“Y/N!” Someone shouted your name. You spun around at the voice, finding a tipsy Justin sprinting across the room before coming to an unsteady halt in front of you. “Fuck, I forgot.”

You sighed, realising he might be more than tipsy. “I’ve gotta handle this Jeff, sorry, but I’ll see you later?”

He smiled, watching his friend retracing his Naruto run across the living room in order to remember what he was going to say. “Have fun with… that.”

You choked out a laugh. “I won’t, but thanks.”

You turned back to Justin, grabbing his arm as he stopped his running near you. “Justin, we’ll go outside, maybe you’ll remember there?”

He grinned, eye’s wide with excitement. “Good idea, Y/N!” He exclaimed. “You’re so smart!” He pet your head.

You shook your head in amusement and lead him out to the back yard. It was still pretty crowded out there, but the music wasn’t as loud and you could actually find a clear place to stand.

“I remember!” Justin shouted, pulling your arm back to stop you from walking any further. “I lost my number,” He burped. Lovely. “Can I have yours?”

You furrowed your eyebrows, unsure if this was a joke or not, or even a set up from Monty or someone. “Justin, I will hurt you.” You warned quietly.

His eyes widened in shock. “Why?!” He exclaimed, covering his crotch instantly. You almost laughed.

“Was that a pick up line or are you honestly just dru-”

“I like you, a lotta lot, and so, I don’t know, I asked the guys and they said to tell you that.” You wanted to hug him for being so damn cute. “Did it work? They said it’d work.”

You looked up to where his friends usually are, finding them all turned to watch what Justin and you were discussing. You finally nodded your head, laughing to yourself for falling for such a dumb line. “Yeah, Justin, it did.”

He grinned widely, turning to his friends and holding his arms up. “Boys!” He yelled across the yard. “It worked!”

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anonymous asked:

Just sent you a coffee! Could you pls write some sad/happy remadora headcanons, anytime is fine! Love your blog!!

You got it! Thanks for the coffee!

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  • “Merlin, Dora, I’ll be 55 when he graduates from Hogwarts. What do you think we’ll even be doing then?”
  • Tonks waiting up all night for Remus during full moon. How can she sleep, you know? Remus tells her not to worry, he’s done this a million times–Tonks has, by now, calculated exactly how many and knows it isn’t a million but may as well be–but Tonks knows that’s a fools’ errand, not to worry.
  • And when it’s no longer pre-dawn, but actual dawn-dawn, and Remus isn’t back… Tonks knows. She knows something’s wrong. Should she wait? Maybe he’s just… what, late because he’s gone to get the milk? No, idiot–he’s hurt, and she can’t wait, but if she goes and he comes back, if he’s not hurt and he’s just taking his time…
  • She doesn’t have to go. A cup of strongly caffeinated tea gone cold later, he does show up at their door. Most of him, anyway.
  • She helps him wash up, and she’s got an ointment ready for the scratches. Remus was surprised when he saw this earlier in the month, but did he think his girlfriend was just going to let him suffer on his own, for Merlin’s sake? I mean really, Lupin, I thought you were intelligent.
  • She watches the porcelain sink in the bathroom run rather red when he rinses out the wash rag.


  • “He’s got your eyes. … Oh, no, wait… Now he’s got… my mother’s eyes? Uh-oh.”
  • Remus teaching Tonks to slow dance because she thinks it would be romantic and of course he just happens to know. “Part of the subterfuge req list,” he smiles at her, and she almost laughs enough that she lets it go without a real explanation.
  • A very pregnant Tonks, coming into the living room to watch Dr Who in a large TARDIS night gown, and Remus spilling his tea because holy shit he loves this woman
  • Tonks perfects eating nachos in a way Remus had never even fathomed. Toppings and all.
  • Remus telling Tonks about the Marauder shenanigans, and she especially laughs at Sirius. “He never told me that part, what a bloody twat!”
  • The both of them waiting patiently in line and getting cut off by a Suburban Mom, who actually has to look back at them after a minute because they’re both wheezing with the effort NOT to laugh OUT LOUD because they’ve been verbally slaying her to one another for the last five minutes.
  • Tonks smacking Remus firmly on the back of the head with the Prophet because he speaks Welsh in the kitchen when he wants her to misunderstand, like a sneaky shit.

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The Cafe

Conner was going to be late to class again. He didn’t care though. If he didn’t have his morning coffee then he wasn’t going to be able to stay awake for the three hour lecture. He stood impatiently tapping his foot as the people in front of him stared blankly at the insanely large list of coffees.

“UGH!” he sighed loudly. The people in front of him didn’t even react. Honestly most people didn’t react when Conner tried to be passive aggressive. He was so short that they would just over look him not realizing someone was standing in front of them. They’d laugh, ‘oh I didn’t see you there.’ He’d force a grin and then tell them to move out of the way. But these people in front of him were so lost looking at the board of coffees; he’d pretty much have to start a fight to get them to pay attention.

“What’s the difference between Venti and Grande?” They asked themselves.

“About 6 ounces and 50 cents,” Conner muttered bitterly.

A girl waiting behind him laughed. He looked around in shock. He didn’t mean to say that out loud. She tried to act bashful hiding her grin behind her hand. “I hate waiting in line too,” she whispered. “At this rate we should just go start picking the coffee beans ourselves.”

Conner smiled. He adjusted his glasses almost subconsciously. It was strange that a girl was actually talking to him. Most girls seemed to be put off by his sarcasm. And his height. And his weight. And just about anything else you could think of. But this girl actually joked around with him. “Name’s Conner,” he said with a faux sense of confidence.

“Clara,” she stuck out her hand. “Glad to meet you. The morning grind kind of sucks doesn’t it. I can’t believe how you’re already awake. Didn’t that party last night knock you out?”

For a second Conner wasn’t sure what she meant. He’d never gone to a college party. Or at least he’d thought he hadn’t. Clara seemed to think that he was there. She had a strangely confident smile as she spoke. He was starting to believe it himself.

“Yeah, last night. I know I saw you there. You were with Natalie. She was all over you.” Clara giggled as she prodded Conner’s chest. “She’s always been into that rugby player kind of guy. I was surprised she wasn’t going to take your clothes off there. The way she kept groping you was so funny. It was like she’d never seen a guy before.”

Conner couldn’t help but laugh. “Yeah she was pretty crazy…” He trailed off as he realized he was looking down at Clara. ‘Was that right?’ It had to be. You can’t grow nearly a foot in just a few minutes. At 6’2” he usually was staring down at others. That was natural. Besides there’s no way he could play rugby if he was smaller than her. The other guys would demolish him. His body had to be tough. That’s why he worked out all the time. It was to maintain that 230 pound frame. Despite his large size he could still maneuver his body really well. But that girl. Damn. Natalie really wouldn’t let him out of her sights. “I’m just glad someone else noticed. She had no chill, man.”

“She’s got a real thing for hairy dudes. I think she saw you’re arms and assumed it’d be the same everywhere. It’s like something that really sets her off. You might get yourself a stalker if you’re not careful.”

Conner smile broadened. Had Natalie really told her everything they’d done that night? He probably should have felt uncomfortable but Clara seemed really into finding out all the juicy details. Too bad she’d have to find them out from Natalie. “Meh. I can handle a girl like her. She’s not that crazy.”

“Haha!” Clara laughed harder than he expected, “I know. I’m just teasing. She’s a good girl but she just likes a guy with confidence.” Clara’s gaze went past him. “Why don’t you show me some of that confidence out on these two in front of us?”

For a second Conner had forgotten they were waiting in line. He rubbed his hand through his thick facial hair. For some reason everything around him felt so different. He didn’t know why he hadn’t just asked them to move out of his way earlier. It’s not like most people didn’t listen to him. His broad shoulders and muscular body easily commanded attention. “Excuse me,” the two in front of him snapped out of their confusion, “Mind letting me and my friend butt ahead of you. We’re ready to order. If you don’t mind.”

“Oh! Right,” one of the two said. They moved to the side and let Conner and Clara ahead of them. “Didn’t realize we were in anyone’s way.”

“Thanks!” Clara waved the two as they moved to the register. She turned to Conner, “Just gotta assert yourself and you can get what you want.”

The Contest-Part 2

To celebrate Supernatural’s 15th season, the producers have decided to hold a contest to cast an unknown in a recurring role as Sam’s rumored love interest. They are doing open casting calls all over the country. Your best friend Nikki wants to go and she drags you along.

Characters: Reader, Best friend Nikki (OC), Jared Padalecki, Jensen Ackles, misha Collins, other Supernatural cast and crew

A/N: This is my first attempt at writing about Jared and Jensen and the show.  Please be gentle as I am a delicate flower LOL.  For the purposes of this story, Jared and Gen are divorced.  NO HATE please !

Part 1 (all parts are linked)

I smiled at him.  “Hi Tom.  I’m Y/N.  Are guys doing this contest thing too?”

Jared shook his head.  “Nope.  They hired me for the day to run lines with people.  Want to give it a try?”

“So your an actor?” I asked.  He was certainly easy on the eyes. 

“I’m trying to be.  You?”

I laughed out loud at that.  “I am so not an actor!  I only came to support my friend.  I don’t even watch this stupid show, yet here I am.  I’m a nurse actually.”

“Really? I’m sure that’s much harder than this.  But in a way it involves acting if you think about it.  You have to act calm and act like you know what to do at all times even if your scared to death and you don’t.

“That’s true.  I never thought of it that way before.  Can I just have a second to read through this?” I asked, looking up at him.  He was pretty cute  I noticed. I was often taller than a lot of men, but he was actually taller than me.

“Sure.” He sat down in the chair and pulled out his phone while I read the lines. It was a pretty emotional scene. I wondered where Nikki was and whether she had to do this too. I took a deep breath and stood up.

“Okay, I’m ready.” I was actually getting into this.

“Do you have any questions about the scene before we start?” He asked.

“Nope. I think I’m good.” I replied.

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Riverdale 1x13: No Town is Ever Perfect
  • This bouncing back between Jug and Alice is cool
  • 20 years?!?! For fucking what? How did he know what was going on?
  • “We’re all still in it,” damn Fred
  • Betty looks like me at a family dinner. The nails make me worried though
  • “That’s not exactly what happened” lol I actually laughed out loud, that line was great!
  • I get that the mayor is doing her job, but God I want to punch her in the face
  • Betty I get that you want justice, but you can’t include Jughead’s dad if he doesn’t want you to
  • Now Ronnie?! You’re telling the truth at this moment?!
  • Awe she stood up, like please don’t be mad girlfriend
  • Also I get that we are supposed to think Betty won’t get over Archie, but I’m still beronica all the way
  • “Who will the grim reaper take next?” LIterally what the fuck
  • This is weird. I really like archiebetty (duh I ship everyone) but like Archie has shown no interest. He can’t just jump on that bandwagon now
  • Holy crap, Cheryl’s going to kill herself isn’t she… Gosh I really, really, really hope she doesn’t
  • This is her mom’s fault, that’s why she feels like this
  • Lol at Ronnie bringing up the bechdel test
  • THIS IS THE WORST SOCIAL WORKER. This kid went through a trauma, his father is going to prison, his mom abandoned him, and you want Jughead to leave his only support. What the hell?
  • “He’s got some darkness in him” whoa foreshadowing
  • “Go to hell serpent slut” this is some chambers of secret shit
  • Hermione literally what is wrong with you? You’re asking Veronica to what? Ugh I already hate Hiram
  • “Dad was keeping a secret that almost destroyed us, how many are you keeping?” DAMN BETTY
  • Whoa whoa whoa. Betty has a brother? Oh gosh I hope we know him
  • Ronnie implying that Betty’s brother is a hot Greek God
  • “They’re each other’s soul mates” ugh the jealousy though
  • “I’m gonna be with Jason now” gives me shivers. Also the fact that she told Ronnie speaks volumes
  • hat whole river scene was chilling (pun not intended)
  • Cheryl’s final look at her friends
  • The way everyone spread out and was kicking at the snow
  • Archie literally hurting himself to get her
  • The screams of Betty that were silenced while Arch was giving CPR
  • Jeez, that was SO well done, and so damn tragic
  • That MacBeth reference was prime
  • I’m so excited for Betty’s speech and Archie’s song. I just know this is gonna be dramatic
  • Awe the convo between FP and Jughead is so heartwarming
  • Not so subtle love triangle shot during Archie’s song
  • “Riverdale must do better. We must do better.” I was right, that speech was fabulous. 
  • But boy if Betty didn’t have a target on her back before, she sure as hell does now.
  • Damn right Fred, you stand up against this Hiram guy
  • Hermione why are you so scared of your husband?
  • The milkshakes, and all of them signing Archie’s cast. That’s freaking adorable
  • Which means shit is about to go down!
  • Cheryl what the hell?!
  • But seriously whenever she wears white it means that a massive plot point is happening. Which is funny because white means purity, and I suppose that’s what Cheryl is. She’s just a girl in mourning
  • Here comes the sex music!
  • So Juggy is part of the Serpents, that’s actually super cool.
  • Only archieronnie had sex, which kinda makes me laugh because they’ve only been together for like an episode, but I guess it’s been building
  • Still feel bad for bughead shippers though
  • That shot of Thornhill and then Cheryl and her mom was great
  • Awe no!!!! Leave Fred alone, I freaking love him
  • Holy shit I can’t believe he was shot
  • Gah and everyone was so happy
  • All in all, fabulous finale

I’ve really loved doing this guys, and I’ll definitely do it next season. I think I’ll make a link on my blog for all of my summaries for you guys to look through. I may even do the ones I missed. See you all soon!

So here’s the question, who shot Fred? What do you think?

clarkeswalkabout  asked:

HIYA! I thought I'd send through a quick prompt for the 100 s4 celebration countdown, if you get around to it :) Could you do Bellamy and Clarke sitting next to each other at some kind of sporting match, both passionately supporting opposite teams, please?? THANK YOU (and get hyped for s4) :)

A|N: Y’all, I have to preface this by saying that I know nothing about sports. When I was writing this, I literally turned to my friend and was like, “Give me two sports team names!” and here we are, so. Apologizing for any inaccuracies in advance!

also: I added a kiss cam in here because what is a sports game without a cute kiss cam moment??  


At this point, she’s pretty sure he’s doing it just to spite her.

“You’re kidding,” Clarke groans, when the enormous foam finger he’s toting smacks her right in the face. “Seriously, Bell? Up until last week, you had no idea who the Bulls were.”

He glances over at her, smug, before reaching over to knock her own Knicks hat out of place. “That’s a blatant lie, considering I’ve been an avid supporter of the Bulls since they kicked the Knicks ass in the last match.”

She rolls her eyes at that, swiping at the plate of nachos balanced delicately against his arm. “Actually, the Knicks won with a staggering 104 to 89 last match.”

“Ah,” he goes, faltering slightly. Then, as if taking strength from the fact that he’s surrounded by a thousand others dressed exactly like him, he continues, “Well, that was a fluke. So.”

“Oh, my god!” she hisses, letting her hands fall against her thighs with a loud smack. “Will you just stop, already? I said I was sorry!”

That pulls a scowl out of him, lips twisting into a stubborn pout. “No. Not until you take it back.”

It, she supposes, refers to the one time she had laughed (a little!) derisively when Bellamy had mentioned something along the lines of watching the occasional basketball match to unwind. The whole conversation had been a little hard to believe- considering she was pretty sure that he had only said it to impress a girl at the sports bar, and that she had actually witnessed him falling asleep during one of Miller’s many hockey matches.

Look, this is Bellamy they’re talking about, okay? She’s seen him actually get teary eyed over a documentary on the Byzantine empire. A bunch of sweaty guys dribbling a ball around is hardly going to hold his interest.

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anonymous asked:

i actually just reread hogwarts crammer today! one of the things I love about it is that it's so like, funny? but not in a way that people are making jokes, just some of the phrasing, and particularly like, draco's internal monologue, it just cracked me up. I'd like read some of the lines out loud just to hear what theyd sound like in a posh voice and sometimes I couldn't even finish the sentence without laughing honestly

my number once piece of laughter enrichment advice is to read draco’s parts aloud in a nasal made in chelsea posh garble, as i always intended 

My Top 20 Favourite Bumbleby Fics

1. soul of mine, heart divine by rwbyfics
Rated: M - Chapters: 1 - Words: 8360 - Status: Complete
My # 1 pick and favourite bumbleby story ever. Told in 2nd person POV, it’s set in a future AU where they are adults, and Blake comes back to Yang after being away for 5 years. It’s so emotionally raw and powerful, it just hits all the right notes on so many levels. “she knows that you were made to break and she’s not afraid to shatter you.” Wow. Just, wow.

2. Binary Stars by AProcrastinatingWriter
Rated: E - Chapters: 1 - Words: 84349 - Status: Complete
This story is a masterpiece. I do not use that word lightly. The word count might be intimidating 84 000 words for one chapter but it is SO worth it to read. It is a beautiful and intense exploration into Blake and Yang’s relationship, all the love, emotion and passion they feel for each other. The author has a deep understanding of both these characters, the language and metaphors are so clever and poetic. The whole story is a thing of beauty and I can’t forget to mention that is also one of the hottest love scenes I have ever read. Extremely satisfying read.

3. RWBY: Lifetimes by RejectedKnight34
Rated: K+ - Chapters: 1 - Words: 2206 - Status: Complete
This story punched me straight in the heart and made me cry (in a good way). It is inspired by the image Bumblebee 25 Lives  . I have never been so emotionally moved by story in my life, it brought tears to my eyes which rarely happens. I found it early in my fanfic roamings and it has stuck with me for a long time. Beautiful. Heartbreakingly and hauntingly beautiful.

4. Soulbound by xT-Zealot
Rated: T - Chapters: 15 - Words: 242228 - Status: Complete
I believe that it is the most accurate, well-written novelizations of RWBY Volume 1 ever. The characterizations are amazing with detailed histories, the story-telling is captivating, and there is a slowly budding Bumbleby weaved in there as well. Close to perfection, I’d say. The scene at the end is so beautiful, one of my favourite scenes of all time.

5. Coffee With Strangers by TigerLilly22
Rated: T - Chapters: 12 - Words: 45627 - Status: Complete
I didn’t read this story at first because it was AU but I read the first chapter and I was instantly hooked. This story has the most believable and realistic representation of Blake and Yang’s personalities that I have ever read. Watching them grow closer together on each date with elements of canon cleverly incorporated into the story, it’s so cute and fluffy, and such a joy to read, definitely a classic in the bumbleby fic category. I really like the separate epilogue fic “The Morning After” too.

6. Premium Well Redux by DinasEmrys
Rated: E - Chapters: 27 - Words: 117953
Team RWBY has grown up, and relationships start after a night at the bar. I am oversimplifying but trust me, this story is extremely hot. It’s descriptive and exciting with a suspenseful plot-line. The characterizations are amazingly accurate, what they say and what they feel is so believable and fits into canon seamlessly. I really appreciate how the author does not shy away from describing the love scenes. Sex is an important and normal aspect of a mature relationship, and it’s beautiful thing.

7. The Fire Within by mikotyzini
Rated: T - Chapters: 37 - Words: 144890 - Status: Complete
This author has written numerous awesome fics for the bumbleby pairing, and Fire Within is my favourite of theirs. There’s action, a detailed and well-planned plotline, and plenty of fluffy moments and emotions explored. Amazing and epic, writing talent at near professional levels, it’s great.

8. Blake, What Do Your Faunus Eyes See by TobiasHawk1
Rated: M - Chapters: 45 - Words: 33305
First of all I have to say that I love this story. It’s told in first person style from Yang’s point of view, the story telling is so honest, and the characterizations are right on point. This story also brings in some real life themes which I really appreciate, it kind of makes me feel like a teenager again. Awesome.

9. Choice: A RWBY College AU by elfenlied1012
Rated: M - Chapters: 25 - Words: 153383 - Status: Complete
This might be a bit of an odd choice to some of you, considering White Rose is the main ship. It’s my favourite White Rose Story by far with a side of bumbleby. If this list was a ranking on sheer enjoyment, this fic would be in my top 5. I love the dynamic between Yang and Blake, even when the emotions are negative, it’s so real and hard hitting. I found myself tearing up at some scenes. It’s just an amazing RWBY fic period, ship or no ship, one of my favourites of all time.

10. Things You Wrote On The Walls by moonsandstar_s
Rated: M - Chapters: 34 - Words: 131423 - Status: Complete
I stumbled on to this story the day after it came out on Halloween, I’m proud to say that I was an early supporter. I was immediately impressed by the author’s poetic and beautifully descriptive writing style. The extensive back story she created for Blake is amazing, the characterization of Yang is totally on point. This is one of the most unique and dramatic re-tellings of RWBY Volume 1 out there.

11. Need Me Too by Pulping
Rated: M - Chapters: 30 - Words: 60231
One of the first fanfics I read, nice dose of action and smut with a believable plot line.

12. Road to Recovery by FiercesomestDefenestrator
Rated: T - Chapters: 17 - Words: 109465 - Status: Complete
Again, if this was a list about sheer enjoyment, I think this would be my number one pick. The reason it is not higher up on this list is because it is more about friendship and ship-teasing then an actual ship. Nevertheless, I think they have most accurate representations of the characters ever. They excel at incorporating humor and action into their plot lines, I’ve never laughed out loud so many times while reading before. You might have heard of their popular story Catnip, but I totally recommend reading their other stories as well, they are great adventures.

13. The Days of Winter by mikotyzini
Rated: T - Chapters: 6 - Words: 22746 - Status: Complete
I love how the relationship slowly builds up between these two, and seeing a jealous Blake is so great.

14. A Second Dance by Reeves3
Rated: K+ - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1815 - Status: Complete
My favourite dance fic for the bees, it’s just so believable and sweet, one of the first bumbleby fics I fell in love with.

15. Underdeveloped by the Canary that Ate the Cat
Rated: K+ - Chapters: 1 - Words: 4971 - Status: Complete
I really like the deep emotional themes about Yang’s past explored here, it’s so realistic and on point. Extremely well done.

16. Ms. Dynamite by Techno Skittles
Rated: T - Chapters: 1 - Words: 8452 - Status: Complete
Really awesome writing and flow, love how the attraction is described from Blake’s point of view. A beach party, Yang as a fire exhibitionist and Blake as a shy bookish type, so perfect.

17. Beach Towns are the Perfect Place for Confessions by OccasionallyIWriteStuff
Rated: T - Chapters: 1 - Words: 8265 - Status: Complete
Based on weissrabbit’s roadtrip au, this story has one of my favourite kissing scenes of all time.

18. Just Right by hammerfistninja
Rated: G - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1323 - Status: Complete
My favourite stories are the ones that depict the characters from canon as accurately as possible, where I can believe it can actually happen off screen. This fic does all that, I love the characterization of their personalities, the conversation and how it flows. So good.

19. Migraines by Shadoobie
Rated: M - Chapters: 1 - Words: 4942 - Status: Complete
One of my favourite smut scenes ever, so amazingly hot.

20. Shot Through The Heart by CourierNinetyTwo
Rated: E - Chapters: 1 - Words: 6100 - Status: Complete
Tequila plus Yang and Blake equals fireworks. Well-written and very hot with some sweet moments interspersed.

Someone Else

In a State, Lachrimae

Pairing: Bucky X Reader, Steve X Reader (it’ll make sense when you read)

Words: 1,447

Warnings: Angst…and like 2 stages of grief!?

A/N: I am afraid this isn’t a happy ending you guys I am so sorry! I live for angst..when I write it at least. Also, the story could end here and you could imagine what happens. Having said that, if you want me to write another part, I will. Just know that it will keep being angsty. Comment please!!

Tagging: @thefandomplace, @tori-medusa-belongs-to-bucky, @jasmins3

Update: Next Part

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My Nonna watched Yuri on Ice today.


I showed her the Stammi Vicino clip two weeks ago. So I brought Yoi up at dinner casually today because I never fucking stop thinking about it, and she responded with:

“Oh! I liked that! The animation was really pretty, can we watch it?”

so i’m like.

fuck. ok. 

she’s probably gonna watch one episode and get bored, right? 

wroooong. i was so wrong.

We watched up to Episode 3, and we only stopped cause it was getting late. She asked me to keep going!!

Anyway, because i’m excited, i’m putting down some of her reactions under the cut:

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Vodka Cannot Kill a Dragon

I blame people from Twitter for this entirely.

You asked for drunk Alec, I give you hammered Alec.

Edit: Now also on Ao3 here.

“It’s my bachelor party and you’re my best man,” Jace had said. “You owe me to get drunk.”

The thing is, Alec doesn’t really drink. He never does. He doesn’t like the way it makes his head foggy and his long limbs out of control. Even with Magnus, who quite surely can hold his liquor, he never goes past one or two cocktails. So, after Jace has managed to shove drinks in his hand time and time again, Alec is not drunk. He’s hammered

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