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When Stars Align | One

Member: Jungkook 

Genre: Angst, fluff, long distance relationship 

Word Count: 4.1k 

Summary: You were only going to South Korea as a little present for yourself. Nothing more than that, but when a stranger drops his phone and then becomes your seat mate on the plane, all your plans to be a tourist in another country changes. (lol i suck at summaries) 

A/N: Enjoy?! This is a SERIES. I don’t know how long it will be, but I’m excited and I hope you are as well. 

Two | Three | Four 

Originally posted by sugutie

“Now boarding flight number four-seven-eight-two. Please make your way to the gate and present your boarding passes. Thank you.”

The speaker’s voice announces your flight and you make your way with your boarding pass. As you’re walking through the rows of seats, you notice a phone that drops out from a man’s pocket. He doesn’t seem to notice so you rush over to the phone and pick it up before anyone steps on it.

“Excuse me,” You tap the shoulder of the man wearing a camouflage jacket. “I think you dropped your phone.” You hold up the phone for the man to look and he smiles.

“Ah thank you so much.” He takes the phone and proceeds to check into the flight.

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Christmas Miracle

RequestImagine with George Weasley! when the reader sneaking out with him on Christmas Holidays while they are staying at Hogwarts, they are spending whole night together, giving each other smol cute gifts and running away from Flinch (I knooow that Christmas are so far away but I’m reading Philosopher’s Stone and I have those vibes you know 😂). @bluegreyme

Word Count: 2557

Author’s note: TYSM for this request! It now has me in those Christmas feels. Imagine Christmas at Hogwarts xD. It would be soooo much fun to explore an empty castle. I loved writing this, and I hope you love it as well!


Christmas was her favorite season of the year. It has been ever since she was a little girl. The holiday songs, decorations, food, presents, and most importantly snow always filled her heart with warmth during the cold holiday. She had already packed everything up to go home for the holidays, but that was before her Barn Owl came through the dorm window with a letter from her parents stating that they wouldn’t be able to celebrate at home for the Winter holidays. Her parents both had to work throughout the break, and would rather Y/n stay at Hogwarts than be alone.

Now, instead of drinking eggnog and eating sugar cookies by the fire she was forced to spend her holidays at Hogwarts without her usual holiday traditions. Staying at Hogwarts still had it’s perks; The House elves still cooked some amazing food for the few students who did stay, and since the halls were empty it was much easier to explore the castle than usual. However, none of those thoughts were able to put her back in her usual jolly holiday spirit.

She sighed into her palm that was resting against her chin as she pushed around some food on her plate not really having much of an appetite anymore. She was just about to get up to head back to the y/h common room before two identical red-heads sat down on either side of her.

“Y/n, love why the long face? It’s the holidays!” Fred exclaimed while he plopped himself down right beside her with his elbows rested against the table.

George smiled as he rested a hand on the girl’s shoulder, “No one should have a frown on the holidays. Especially not while at Hogwarts over the holidays. I mean have you ever stayed here before? It’s like a haven for us with no one here.”

“Yeah,” started Fred again, “we are able to prank Filch a lot more over the holidays, and the best part-” they both smiled at you before saying in unison, “no classes!”

Y/n’s frown turned up only a little as she whined back, “Look, I appreciate you guys trying to cheer me up right now, but I love Christmas. It’s my favorite time of the year, and now since I can’t participate in my usual holiday traditions…It just doesn’t feel like Christmas.” She pushed her plate away, crossed her arms, and laid her head down on the table. She knew she was acting like a brat, but this was the first year ever that she had to spend Christmas entirely away from home. She only stayed in that position for a second before she abruptly stood up and began to walk away.

Y/n walked only a few feet before she turned back around to address the two again, “I’m sorry, I just really want to be alone with my thoughts so I can fully take in the fact that this really just isn’t Christmas this year. I know I’m a brat just- I’m sorry.” She turned and walked off without a reply from either Weasley twin.

Fred looked at the girl with his face squished together before stating, “geez, I guess that’s what we get for trying to cheer up someone.” He spun around in his seat so he faced the table properly before dishing out some food on a plate.

George however, never took his eyes off the frustrated girl. Instead his mind began to brainstorm of ways to put the cheerful holiday spirit back into Y/n. 


Y/n finally emerged from her bedroom at 11 am the next day. She still had no motivation to do anything, and considering it was Christmas Eve today she really just wanted to sleep the entire day away. However, she couldn’t ignore the grumbling in her stomach any longer. She emerged from the y/h common room door to a surprise, George Weasley was sitting on the floor with his back against the wall, head looking up towards the ceiling. 

“George? What are you doing?” She giggled when the boy jumped from the sudden noise breaking the silence he had been sitting in for quite awhile. 

“Bloody hell, don’t scare me like that Y/n.” He pushed himself up off the wall and walk towards her with the corners of his mouth almost touching his ears, “Well, I know how bummed out you’ve been as of late, and I just wanted to spend the day with you to show you how much fun you can still have at Hogwarts.”

Y/n’s small smile turned back into a frown before she answered, “That’s very kind of you George, but honestly I really was just going to grab some food and go back to bed.” She tried to walk around him, but George grabbed her arm before she could get too far away. 

“Please, just let me try Y/n. If you’re not happy by this evening then I’ll leave you alone the rest of break. Deal?” He stuck out his hand offering it to the girl. Y/n moved her right hand forward and connected them together before shaking it up and down.

“Deal.”


“Okay so tell me why this is going to be so funny?” Y/n and George just came back inside the castle from making some snowballs and were now about to attempt to charm them to hit the back of Filch’s head. “Wait, haven’t you done this before?”

“Well, technically yes, but never to Filch. I just feel like it will be twice as funny, because Filch acts like a moron sometimes. Just watch.” They were both hiding behind a curtain that acted as a secret hallway passage. Filch was just starting to walk by when George bewitched a snowball to follow and eventually collide with the back of Filch’s head.

Y/n bit back a laugh as Filch began to turn around frantically searching for whoever just hit him in the head with the ball of snow. Filch walked in circles like a puppy chasing his tail before looking up at the ceiling, and then at Ms. Norris who only purred at the side of his feet. 

Filch shrugged his shoulders and began to walk again before another snowball collided with the back of his head once again. This time Filch let out a gruff, “Who’s there?!” He yelled back down the hall only to be greeted with complete silence. He looked up and spun around again before screaming, “Peeves I swear if that’s you I’ll go to Dumbledore and have you thrown out!” He raised his fist in the air while spinning around looking up at the ceiling again in all directions. 

“Man he really is a complete git.” George whispered with a small chuckle leaving his lips. He looked over at the smiling girl who was now turning red from trying to hold in her laughter. “Do you want to try Y/n?”

“What? Oh I don’t know George. Pranks aren’t usually my area of expertise.” She shrugged and looked back towards Filch trying to contain her laughter as Filch began to ask the pictures around him if they saw anything. 

“Oh Y/n come on this is newbie stuff. Ron could even do this. Come on now.” He placed a snowball in her hand before turning back to look at Filch from the crack in the curtain. Y/n took a deep breath and casted the spell leading it out of the curtain and towards Filch. However, she hadn’t been paying attention to the direction Filch was just facing.

“Y/n no wait!” George whispered yelled, but it was too late. The snowball emerged from behind the curtain and was hurtling towards Filch hitting him square in his nose. Filch was taken aback by the sudden feeling of the snowball colliding with his face, but he recovered in an instant hurtling himself towards the curtain on the wall.

“Run!” George grabbed Y/n’s hand and began to drag her in the other direction towards the curtain at the other end of the hallway. Y/n’s heart began to race from the adrenaline of possibly getting caught, and soon her feet began to run on their own. Once they got to the opposite end of the hallway George threw open the curtain and dashed off to the left towards the staircases. 

“Wait you two! Come back here!” Filch’s screams were getting closer and soon he would catch them.

“George, please tell me that you have some kind of plan?” Y/n’s panic becoming evident in her voice as they ran down the stairs and towards the Hufflepuff common room.

“Well, this isn’t really when I wanted to start my next activity, but just follow me.” George threw open a door Y/n never really paid much attention to before and hurtled herself inside while George was holding it open. After Y/n was safely inside he threw himself in closing the door as he went.

“Master Weasley, it’s so very good to see you again!” Y/n jumped and turned around at the sound of a squeaky little voice coming from behind her. 

“Dobby, it’s good to see you as well, have you ever met Y/n Y/l/n  before?” George nodded in Y/n’s direction while the house elf’s smile grew even bigger.

“Oh, Dobby is so very happy to make new friends. Especially ones of master Weasley’s!” Dobby stepped forward and Y/n held out her hand towards the elf so he could shake it.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too Dobby. Might I ask where exactly are we?” she began to look around before she noticed all the cooking wares around the great room.

“Well, you be standing in the kitchens of Hogwarts! Master Y/l/n. It’s where we elves prepare the meals.” Dobby looked up happily towards her before grabbing her hand and pulling her further into the room.

“Say, Dobby, do you mind if me and Y/n use the kitchen for a bit? Then later can we take some snacks?”

“Oh, certainly! Master Weasley, and Y/l/n are always welcome here.” Dobby stated before bowing and walking away towards the other house elves who just look a little disgruntled to see them there.

“Come on, Y/n let’s make some cookies.” George walked over to one of the stoves and turned it on before grabbing some of the ingredients they would need. 

Y/n only stood in her place with a small smile beginning to form on her lips, she coughed and then hid the smile before replying, “No, George you move aside. I only like them a certain way, and you’ll just ruin them I’m sure.”

“Kinda like how you ruined the prank and almost got us caught?”

“Oh- shut up Weasley.”


The two had joked around in the kitchen all afternoon. Preparing the cookies put Y/n back into her usual happy self, and now the two were sitting by the fire in the y/h common room munching on the sugar cookies they had just prepared in the kitchen. The two had been talking in the common room for hours, and it was getting really late into the night, but neither showed signs of tiredness, not yet anyway.

“Okay, so tell me why are you so upset about spending the holiday here?” George sipped some of the cocoa they had stolen from the kitchen and looked deep into her y/c/e eyes.

“Okay, well I told you yesterday George I always have these holiday traditions with my family. They usually consist of; baking about a dozen sugar cookies, decorating the Christmas tree while listening and dancing to holiday music, exchanging goofy gifts on Christmas eve night, and playing in the snow Christmas morning. That’s just to name a few though because we have so many that we do as a family, and it’s just my favorite time of the year, because we are truly all together during this time. It’s always made me so happy to have me and my parents goofing around like that. However, this year I just feel like they wanted to celebrate without me.” Y/n adverted her eyes from George’s and took another small bite out of her cookie.

“Oh that’s rubbish and you know it. Your parents would be more than happy to see you on Christmas! It’s not your fault that they got caught up working. You really shouldn’t be so hard on yourself you know.” He leaned forward and slowly put his arm around the girl and she leaned her head against his shoulder with a sigh.

“Thank you George, I know that they would have me at home if they could and I know I’m being a brat about it all. I just can’t help it because I really just wish everything would slow down. I feel like I’m growing up too quickly and I don’t want those little traditions to end you know?” Y/n picked her head up from his shoulder to look into his eyes. A small blush grew on her face as she gazed and took in all his handsome features. The light of the fire was illuminating his face so his eyes sparkled, his nose had a hint of red to it, and his hair was perfectly cascading over his eyebrows. He looked so dreamy right then. 

“Well, new traditions can always be made you know?” George turned his face to look directly at the girl, his face leaning in towards hers as he finished, “I don’t know about you, but I liked the little traditions we made today.”

Y/n gasped as she slowly leaned up towards his red lips as she licked her own wetting them, “me too.” she whispered before their lips softly touched. 

Soon, George’s hand went to the back of Y/n’s neck bringing her face closer to his as he pushed his tongue through his mouth attempting to gain access to the inside of hers. Y/n eagerly gave him access as she slowly laid back against the armrest of the couch, George following her every movement gradually moving on top of her.

Their tongues danced on the inside of each other’s mouths as Y/n ran her hands underneath his shirt feeling his abs on her fingertips before slowly moving their way to his back. George received shivers at the sudden feeling of her warm fingertips grazing along his back. He had wanted to kiss her for so long, and this was quite possibly the best present he ever received.

All too soon though the kiss was broken by Y/n who had desperately needed to come up for air, “That is certainly one tradition I hope sticks around.” She giggled between breaths as George shifted his body to lie parallel with the back of the couch wrapping his arms around the girl in the process. Y/n shifted her body so that her back was pressed against George’s front side, so she could be his little spoon.

“I will make sure that this tradition sticks from here on out.” He laughed and kissed the back of her neck before nestling into her hair. The two where just about asleep before Y/n finally noticed it was well past midnight. She tapped his hand lightly gaining a small “hmph” from him in response.

“George, Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas love.” George whispered back before the two fell asleep next to the dying fire on the couch on the best Christmas Eve night she ever had. 

konoto  asked:

What if Tony had a pet? A fancy, fluffy black cat that seems to hate Sams guts, and Sam is not jealous of the little thing, especially not when the cat seems to always be plastered against Tony, curled up on his chest when Sam comes into the bedroom and finds Tony asleep, Sam is not jealous when he sees Tony petting, hugging and even cooing at the little fluffy devil. And the worst thing of all is that the cat seems to go out of his way to cockblock him.

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Sam likes cats just fine. Really he does. If he was asked he would say he is a cat person rather than a dog person and he didn’t need Clint’s and Bucky’s jokes about how that didn’t fit. But the point is. Sam likes cats. He loves them, they love him and it all works out. Usually.

But not with Tony’s cat.

Tony’s cat is, of course, special. It wouldn’t be Tony’s if it wasn’t but even Sam has to admit that this is a bit much.

The cat adores Tony, clearly, always around him, cuddling up, being pampered by Tony and loving every second going by the constant purr that’s going on. It’s not that Sam has a problem with that, he really doesn’t, but. He does have a problem with it.

Because as much as the cat seems to love Tony, it’s pretty clear that it hates Sam.

And Sam has the scratches to proof it too.

It’s not even that he purposefully disturbs the cat or something. It’s just that whenever he comes close to Tony, in any capacity, the cat is suddenly there, coming out of nowhere, and it makes very clear that it doesn’t like Sam being this close to Tony.

Even if there are at least three feet between them.

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EXO Tastes Your Horrible Cooking

contains: fluff / cuteness / a pinch of salt / whoopsie / poker faces

[[ // Masterlist // ]]


// Minseok

You sat in anticipation, watching him as he took his first bite.  He said it all in his microexpression before he forced a neutral face.

“Oh…”  You looked down at your lap.

“No, no, it’s… it’s full of salt.“

Your eyes widened.

“I think you used salt instead of sugar,” he said.

You were silent for a second, then laughed and shook your head.  “Just when I thought I could get it right…”

He was quick to get up and come to your side.  “Don’t be sad, we can make it again… aside from the mix up, it looks great and I’m sure it would have been perfect.”  He took a drink of water before leading you back to the kitchen.

You spent another hour helping Minseok recreate the recipe while accepting his many kisses.  He was getting a little frisky by the end of the process, hands all over you.  You had to remind him that the dessert was still baking, and you needed to be ready for it… but if he really wanted to touch you, he should take off the oven mitts.

(Minseok and Junmyeon will share a gif)

Originally posted by minseoxual


// Junmyeon

He was so excited to try it.  You had hyped it up.  You’d had him hyped up.

And the way his eyes widened after putting the first spoonful in his mouth was enough for you to want to put a fork in your leg.

“What.”  You asked, getting up from the table.  “What did I do wrong now?!” you asked, mad not at him but at yourself.  You had followed the recipe to a T, and somehow you still couldn’t make Junmyeon’s favorite Korean dish.

You saw him force the food down and drink some water.  “Jagi…”  He got up, laughing a little.

“I just… I just wanted to cook for you something that would remind you of home…  What good am I if I can’t even follow a recipe?”

He shook his head.  “It tastes just like it would if I had made it!”  He couldn’t cook to save his life either.

Somehow this made you laugh and you rested your face in the crook of Junmyeon’s neck as he rubbed your back.

“Let’s just order something, yeah?” he suggested, and you nodded, excited to forget about having cooked at all.


// Yixing

You cried all the way to the hospital, swearing to yourself you would never touch another stove for as long as you lived.

As they pumped his stomach of the atrocity you had spent three hours making, you cried even harder, wondering if he would have to have a surgery, or go on an expensive medication, or lose his left foot and never dance again, or–

“Baobei?“ you heard.  He had just entered the waiting room.

“Yixing!“  You ran up to him with the intention of hugging him, but you stopped short and bowed instead.  “I’m so, so, so… sor…”  You couldn’t even finish before erupting in yet another a fit and falling on the floor.

He knelt down, wrapped his arms around you, and held you tightly.  “I’m okay… you didn’t know this would happen.”

“I’m so sorry… I’ll never cook again!“

He wiped your tears with his thumb and gave you a long kiss.  “Please don’t cry.  It wasn’t your fault… I should have told you about my allergy sooner.”

All the way home, he wouldn’t let go of you and wouldn’t stop reminding you that he loved you and didn’t blame you one bit.

Originally posted by perfectioninthreeletters


// Baekhyun

“What am I supposed to eat now?” he asked, looking at the tray of burnt food.  What a difference five minutes in the oven made.

“I don’t know, you figure it out,“ you snapped, arms folded.

He pretended to think, then said, “I’ll just eat… you!”

Baekhyun began playfully biting you all over, including on your butt!  You giggled and ran away from him but eventually he trapped you in a corner and you two wrestled on the floor for nearly half an hour, working up even more of an appetite than you had before.

“Okay, now I’m starving,” he said, lying on top of you.

“What do you want instead?”

He poked your cheeks.  “Let’s just eat junk food.  I don’t feel like waiting for anything warm.”

And you didn’t feel like trying to make anything else, so that was fine with you.  You joined him on the couch with bags of chocolate chips, crackers, and popcorn.  After finishing them quickly, you found Baekhyun was still in the mood to wrestle, pin you down, and kiss you all over.

Originally posted by sebaeked


// Jongdae

“Ugh, not again!”  This always happened with fettuccine.  No matter how much water you boiled or how much olive oil you added to the pot, the pasta clumped together and rendered itself inedible.  You instantly regretted voicing your irritation when Jongdae came in and saw you throwing out the ruined food.

“Let’s just order pizza!” you said loudly to drown out his teasing.

“I didn’t know how much pasta noodles could stick together… what a talent you have!“

When it was clear that you weren’t taking his jokes as well as you usually did, he was quick to hug you on the couch as you waited for the pizza.  Jongdae began to sing to you and rub your back, which he always did in lieu of an apology whenever he had annoyed you too much.  His cuddles and his voice were enough for you to slowly forget about the noodles until the doorbell rang.

Half an hour later, you both were on your backs moaning, “I can’t believe we ate the whole thing….”

Originally posted by jongdaeonly


// Chanyeol

He was hungry.  Now.  You pulled the food out of the oven a little early, figuring it would still be okay.

It wasn’t.  Neither of you took more than a bite.

“Jagi…“ he began.

“I know!  I know, I screwed up.  Let’s just go out,” you said with a huff.  You went to put on your shoes when Chanyeol stopped you.

“Wait.  It’s cold out,” he said.  “Let’s order takeout, I can wait.“

“Whatever.”  You kicked off your shoes and flopped down on the couch.

He spent the next 45 minutes with you in his lap as he over-snuggled you in front of the TV, trying to cheer you up, whispering that he would have made the same mistake if he had been cooking, that you were good at so many other things, that he liked how your hair looked today, that this was just one meal and it didn’t matter, that he loved you even if you never cooked for him again, that he should be the one cooking for you, that he wished he could go to Disney World with you, that he liked how cute you looked when you ate.

It was only when you two heard ding dong! that he finally released you.  And by then, you’d forgotten all about the failed dish.

Originally posted by itsyeols


// Kyungsoo

“AH-CHOO!” he went for the tenth time or so.  You had stopped counting, stopped saying “bless you,” and had turned away from him, not wanting to see snot getting all over his hands and face.  He walked to the bathroom and left you to wonder why you thought it would be a good idea to cook one of his favorite dishes and add so much pepper.

You didn’t hear him re-enter the dining room.  Your head was resting on the table until he startled you by petting your hair.

“Jagiya,“ he said softly.  “Don’t be upset.”

“No, I am upset.  I wanted to surprise you.”

“Well, it was a surprise…” he laughed.  “Come on, cheer up.  I think it’d be more fun if we cooked together anyway.”

You relaxed your shoulders and followed him into the kitchen.

“I’m going to show you exactly what to do, okay?”

He stood behind you the entire time with his arms around you to help you chop veggies or just to hold you while you stirred everything together.  He always got so affectionate while in the kitchen.

Originally posted by wetsekai


// Jongin

Homemade fried chicken.  Just batter and fry it.  Easy enough, right?  Nope.  Somehow you had created amorphously-breaded, greasy meatballs on bones.  What.  Even.

You heard laughter coming from the kitchen and you knew Jongin had found the plate of them before you could throw them out.

“Nooo,” you yelled from across the house.  You rushed over and found him holding the plate.

“Jagi, what is this?”

“…Nothing.  Just throw it away,” you said, trying not to have to look at them again.

He obeyed, but then you found yourself tightly in his embrace as he pressed several kisses on your cheeks.  “What did I ever do to deserve such a loving Jagi~?“

For the next few hours, even after you two had a well-prepared meal, he could not stop smiling at you.

Originally posted by ninihoneykom


// Sehun

People make their own bubble tea at home.  You looked up a tutorial, and though you followed it as well as you could, the boba ended up feeling like little stones and the matcha just wouldn’t mix properly.  When Sehun found you in the messy kitchen, he shook his head at you.

“Aish, what is this?  Is this what you meant when you said you were going to get us bubble tea?”

You nodded with a sigh, wishing you’d just taken the ten minute walk to the shop instead of trying to get creative.

Next thing you knew, he had grabbed your hand and pulled you toward the door.  “Put on your shoes, quick, there’s still time!”

You ran out of the house and he squeezed your hand.  “I’m sorry, Jagi.  This is my fault.  I shouldn’t have sent you to get the bubble tea alone.”

You smiled a bit, then laughed at how irritated he got when he saw there was a line outside of the bubble tea shop.  “UGHHH, seriously?  Everyone and their brother wants bubble tea right now?  They better not run out of boba because of these people…”

Originally posted by honeybossassbitch

I Do Get Jealous Too (Request: Aigonorus’s Smut)

Anonymous said: can you write a aigonorus smut when he gets jeaulos thank you!           

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Fandom: Star Crossed Myth
Category: Smut
Character: Aigonorus
Notes: Been too long since I write about the Gods, hopefully you’d enjoy this

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One night, I stop by the mansion to see Aigonorus. “______? It’s unusual to see you here.” Karno greets me along with Teorus and Huedhaut who’ve been sitting on the sofas around their table for drinks.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have just dropped by unannounced but I …”

“Miss your boyfriend?” Teorus teases while the mellow scent of wine wafts towards me from all the glasses and bottles on the table. Dating a god isn’t exactly something you’d normally do, let alone how to make it work. We barely see each other and I only have Sundays off so I eventually decide to visit the mansion after spending my day offs alone for weeks.  Sadly, none of the gods have seen Aigonorus since early afternoon.

Karno joins me as I stare aimlessly at the balcony, waiting for my boyfriend. “I’m here if you’d like to talk about it.” I hesitate for a few seconds before telling him all my concerns and how we don’t feel or act like a couple at all. I am not entirely sure if Karno understands since none of them actually date any human but he’s easy to talk to and somehow he just always seems to say the “right” thing to cheer me up. “Aigo is always thinking about you, _______ even when the two of you are apart.” See, he’s doing it again.

Losing track of time and as I feel a strong arm around my shoulder and only manage to open my eyelids halfway to hear a familiar voice from behind. “What are you doing?” Then I doze off again, I must have waited for a long time to feel this tired. By the time I wake again to find myself on a fluffy bed in an unfamiliar bedroom. A shadow slowly rises from a corner afar and soon I see the face I’ve been waiting all night. “Aigonorus!”

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anonymous asked:

I thought FAPuary was going to be some nsfw thing... I was so confused.

I am actually ugly laughing at every post that goes “FAPuary - really??” like I wasn’t 1000% aware of what I was doing with that tag. And it was voted as the most popular option so I’m not entirely to blame here.

Hilariously, it seems to be such a marmite thing. Some people are absolutely gleeful about how childishly suggestive it is, while others are like ugh *eyeroll* but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it’s just a fun art challenge with a stupid name that made me laugh. Maybe if I do this again next year I’ll come up with a more Serious and Mature tag, but we’ll see. 

Imagine you and Chris going to your best friends’ wedding weekend. (Part D)

A/N: Part 4D 🎉 🎊 You can read the related mini-series and the previous parts here: (Mini-series - Masterlist; Mini-series Spin-off: ‘Unexpected Reader’, ‘Little Ways Away’, ‘She Said Yes’, ‘Miss Graduate’, ‘Something Blue’, ‘Something New’ - Masterlist; ‘Baby Steps’: Part 1/Part 2/Part 3A/3B/Part 4A/4B/4C)

You and Chris shared wide grins as you stood up on the alter with the bride and groom; you were on Ava’s side and Chris was on Sebastian’s. Chris was happy for them, but you- you were ecstatic. You had hoped it would end up here, but you had no idea it would when you first brought them together by leaving your phone with Sebastian while FaceTiming Ava.

On paper, they were perfect for each other; you and Chris had agreed on that. When you first found out that Sebastian had shown some interest in Ava, you immediately listed all their similarities as well as the ways they would’ve made a perfect couple. You then showed that list to Chris while you devised a plan to get them together, only to have him remind you that compatibility wasn’t the only factor that determined a successful relationship- especially one with a celebrity. Other than needing chemistry and having good timing, it was a lot of work, tolerance, compromise, and perseverance. “You of all people should know that, Y/N,” was the sentence that left you speechless, because he was right. You could only do so much, it was going to be up to them if they wanted things to last. Now as you stood up there, you realized they’d wanted it as much as you wanted it for them.

“We are all gathered here today to celebrate the love that Sebastian Stan and Ava Shay have for each other. We will join them as they make a lifelong commitment to each other, to witness as they take the next big step in their lives.” Their celebrant began, and Sebastian and Ava smiled at each other. “The idea of true love has been argued against time and time again, and the thought of soulmates has presented itself as fictitious. But as I stand before Sebastian and Ava, it becomes clear to me that skepticism does not obstruct the unforeseeable, but omnipotent forces the universe provides for true love and soulmates. We can deny and argue as much as we want, but we have to admit that these two wonderful people were brought together today because they were meant to be.”

“That, and my best friend wrote fan fiction incredible enough to make Chris Evans fall in-love with her,” Ava quipped, glancing back at you while Sebastian glanced back at Chris; laughter erupted, and you shook your head, biting back your smile. “Beat you to it, didn’t I, Evans?” Ava smirked at Chris and he laughed, nodding.

“It has been a journey for Sebastian and Ava, one that has been exciting and fulfilling but not one that has always been smooth sailing.” Sebastian and Ava bit back their smiles, shooting each other sheepish looks that brought back memories of their biggest fights. “We have all experienced the saying “if you want it, you have to work for it” at some point in our life. Even if two people are perfect for each other, relationships are something you have to nurture if you want it to become fruitful. That is exactly what Sebastian and Ava did, they worked at their relationship. They cared for it, nourished it with love and patience, and preserved it with tolerance and perseverance. They made it work which is why we’re all here today, to support them and be proud of them as they exchange their vows and become husband and wife. I believe you wrote your own vows?“ He asked, earning nods from Sebastian and Ava.

"Ladies first?” Sebastian offered, trying not to laugh at Ava’s eye roll. “What?”

“Ever the gentleman, Sebastian,” Ava quipped then smiled when Sebastian chuckled. “Okay,” she took a deep breath. “Sebastian.” She tried not to laugh as she said the next sentence, and you did too because you’d worked on it together. “As a proud fan girl of yours and Chris’, I know what it’s like to love someone.” Sebastian and Chris stifled their laughter whereas their wedding guests burst out laughing. “But I never truly understood what love was until I met you. You showed me the true meaning of what it is to love someone, and be loved in return. You are everything to me- my love, my heart, my soul, my sun, moon, and stars. I’ve gotten to a point in my life where I can’t imagine living a day without you, Sebastian. I am so proud of you- who you are, who you’ve become, and all the challenges you’ve faced and overcame.”

“Dammit,” Sebastian chuckled, tilting his head back slightly to hold the tears he had in his eyes. Ava laughed softly and squeezed his hands before pulling one hand from his briefly to brush a tear that had escaped despite his attempts to prevent it to. “Don’t worry, I’m going to make you cry too.” Ava nodded in acknowledgement, smiling as she continued.

“I promise to believe in you, the person you will further become, and the couple we will be together. I promise you will always have me by your side. With my whole heart, I take you as my husband, acknowledging and accepting your weaknesses and strengths, as you do mine.” You and Chris shared another smile as you watched your best friends tie the knot. “I promise to be faithful and supportive and to always make our family’s love and happiness my priority. I will be yours in plenty and in want, in sickness and in health, in failure and in triumph. I will dream with you, celebrate with you and walk beside you through whatever our life together brings. You are my person- my love and my life, today and always. I’m with you till the end of time, or as Bucky Barnes would say- till the end of the line.” Ava grinned at Sebastian and he shook his head, smiling. “I love you, Sebastian Stan, or as you would say in Romanian, te iubesc.”

As soon as Ava said ‘I love you’ in Romanian, Sebastian’s vision became even more blurry than it had been seconds before. He spoke to her in Romanian quite often because he knew she enjoyed hearing him speak his native language, just like he enjoyed hearing her speak in her native language: Persian. But she’d never repeated anything he said in Romanian back to him before, nor did she ask him to teach her which was why this came as a complete surprise to him. It definitely got him wondering if she only learnt and memorized that phrase, or if she’d learnt and memorized more. She got the pronunciation and accent down which was always the hardest part of learning a language, and he could not have loved her more.

“You are full of surprises aren’t you, Ava?” Sebastian teased her; she giggled, shrugging nonchalantly. “You know what, so am I. So you take some deep breaths if you don’t want to ruin your makeup, ‘cause I’m going to make you cry like a baby.” Ava laughed then took a dramatically obvious deep breath to mock Sebastian; he laughed then began his vows. “Ava, I knew I had to have you in my life from the moment we first spoke. Our two best friends had just gotten themselves into a bit of a mess after ignoring our very wise advice, and you’d called Chris’ phone thinking he’d pick up only to get me instead.” You and Chris chuckled, shaking your heads; that unnecessary fight felt like a lifetime ago. “I had no idea what I wanted with you once I had you in my life, but I knew I had to start somewhere. Then I met you and-”

“Kian, no!” Mandy gasped when Kian slid off her lap and ran towards the alter; she’d just missed his wrist. “Kian,” she got to her feet and pointed at the spot in front of her, “come here.” He ignored her, carefully climbing up the steps. “Now, Kian. Come back here,” she repeated in a firmer tone and got ignored again.

“Sebba,” Kian tugged at Sebastian’s pants and Sebastian smiled, pulling his hands away from Ava to scoop his little brother-in-law into his arms. Kian grinned happily and wrapped his arms around Sebastian’s neck, hugging him tightly. “I love you, Sebba.”

“I love you too, buddy,” Sebastian hugged him back, then kept one arm secured around Kian while he moved the other to hold Ava’s hand again. “You hold on tight while I complete my vows, okay?” Kian nodded, clinging on to Sebastian while smiling cheekily at his big sister. “You ready to get another brother, Kian?”

“Yes!” Kian cheered, clapping excitedly.

“Good,” Sebastian kissed his cheek. “'Cause me too, buddy.” Ava smiled at their interaction; she always loved the way Sebastian had with both her brothers, especially Kian. “Now where was I? Oh right,” he said before anyone could tell him. “Then I met you and I knew what I wanted, and that was to be with you, love you, and care for you in ways you deserved. So that is my promise to you, Ava, for as long as I am alive- you will always have me to love and care for you. I will support you through everything and walk alongside you on any endeavors you might want to pursue. I am yours eternally and faithfully because aasheghet hastam.” He smiled when Ava started crying at his use of 'I love you’ in Persian. “Can we just skip the 'I do’ and just pronounce us husband and wife already so I can kiss her?”

“It’s fairly clear that you both do, so-” the celebrant laughed, “I hereby pronounce you husband and wife.” Sebastian and Ava smiled as they inched closer to each other; Sebastian balancing Kian on his hip. “You may kiss your bride.” As soon as their lips touched, the entire room exploded with cheers and applause. “Mr. and Mrs. Sebastian Stan!”

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Part 5A

Cheering Up with Chenle
  • Do not be sad friend!!
  • Let’s begin
  • Have i ever mentioned that I am soft for zhong chenle
  • Because I am
  • Like very soft
  • Okay so i would like to begin by assuming that you are already dating the grape
  • And chenle loves nothing more than seeing you happy
  • he would do pretty much anything and everything if it meant it would make you smile
  • Would he eat a lemon just so you could laugh when he scrunched up his face? Absolutely
  • If you fell down would he pretend to trip too so people would laugh at him instead? Absolutely.
  • This precious dork would do anything and everything he could think of to see you smile
  • One time you were upset so he smashed an entire pie in donghyuck’s face just to hear you laugh
  • And one day you were supposed to come to the dorms to hang out with Chenle and the rest of the dreamies
  • But you haven’t answered chenle’s texts
  • Or calls
  • Or facetimes
  • And now he is a very worried chenle
  • So he runs off to find taeyong to listen to his worries
  • And he tells him how you stopped answering him but you’re supposed to come to the dorms today
  • So Taeyong agrees to drive over to your house and see what’s going on because he cares about you too and Chenle is really worried
  • And in the car Chenle keeps rambling about how worried he is and how he wishes you would talk to him
  • Taeyong pulls up in front of your house and Chenle is already sprinting up to your door and knocking
  • And he’s basically screeching for you to let him in
  • Thank god your parents are at work so they dont hear the dolphin outside of your house
  • And you finally let him in and he runs inside screeching about how worried he was
  • Taeyong opts to stay in the car
  • And so Chenle is already pulling you over to the couch firing a million words a minute asking why you didn’t answer him
  • “I’m just feeling a little down today, Chenle”
  • Oh n o
  • Chenle’s girl cannot feel sadness
  • Not while Chenle is around
  • So our resident happy virus™ is in full on cheer up mode
  • This boy can harness the entire energy of the sun to make you feel better
  • “DONT MOVE” as he sprints around your house
  • And he grabs every blanket and pillow he can see until he’s nothing but a walking blob of softness and pillows
  • And he just drops them at your feet
  • “Chenle… what are you doing”
  • “I AM NOT FINISHED”
  • And he ends up sprinting into the kitchen and grabbing all of your favorite snacks and throwing them on the couch
  • “We’re making a fort!”
  • At this point you’re just very confused
  • But you agree to help
  • So under chenle’s very high pitched direction, you grab chairs and arrange your living room furniture in a huge square
  • And then chenle tells you to sit your cute self down and wait
  • So he’s running around again (does he ever run out of energy) and sets up a magnificent fort
  • Made entirely out of blankets held up by clothespins
  • “Well come inside!!”
  • And Chenle drags you into the blanket fort
  • Which he has made so you can conveniently see the tv
  • And he somehow managed to sneak in Bolt and download every single episode of Moonmin???
  • How did he???
  • So he pulls you over to him for lots of snuggles and wraps you both up in a blanket burrito
  • Gotta text mom taeyong that he’s spending the rest of the day cuddling with his girl!!!
  • Snuggly! Chenle is the best chenle
  • And he grabs a bowl of black licorice and snuggles up with you
  • And everytime there’s a slow part of the movie he kisses your head and tells you how cute he thinks you are (hint: it’s a lot)
  • And chenle dolphin laughing every time something vaguely funny happens
  • And how can you be upset when chenle is dolphin laughing the answer is you can’t
  • And you spend the rest of the day eating licorice puppies and chenle is telling you random stories about how he talks about you all the time and annoys the boys
  • “Hyuck gets mad at me but you’re just so cute how can I not!!!”
  • “Renjun swears at me in chinese to stop talking about you but you’re jusT SO PRECIOUS AND I WANNA HUG YOU FOR SIXTEEN HUNDRED YEARS”
  • And chenle just ends up ranting about all the reasons he’s so happy to have you
  • And you watch Bolt at least three times before all the black licorice is gone and Chenle is laughing and you forgot why you were even sad
  • And Chenle falls asleep hugging you
  • And his face is all buried in your hair and he keeps mumbling “i love you” in his sleep
  • What a CUTIE
  • Chenle can only date the cutiest that’s why he’s with you

(For my sweetest angel, @chenlays who deserves all the love in the world from Chenle💜)

I’m allowed to be salty okay, don’t try to give me that “we’re proud of them they work hard for us” and they do and I’m incredibly immensely proud of them always and cheer them on so much 

But I have literally dedicated 3 weeks to streaming literally non stop on youtube, Melon and Naver, voted hundereds of times for this and has bought 4 physical albums and on itunes and Melon and I’m just 

disappointed and hurt and sad and upset and mad and ???? I love B.A.P with my entire heart and no matter what I’ll support them but right now I am tired and mad and just D I S A P P O I N T E D  

A LOT of notes from April 27/28

I thought that I wouldn’t be seeing the show again, then @ldymarycrawleys invited me to join her for the past two nights and it was beautiful. It was a wonderful way to say good-bye to the show that reminded me why I want to be in the theatre, and why I want to act for the rest of my life. ANYWAY, thought I would list out some things I noticed (again), for kicks? Once more, no order to these notes, just trying to remember everything and I apologize if it’s too much…

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Cheering him up

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Cheering him up

Bucky Barnes x reader

Prompt: “Could you do a Bucky X Reader in which he’s feeling down and the reader comforts him? Eventually it just ends up with them accidentally falling asleep with each other and Steve finds them all cuddled up.”

Notes: this is my first Bucky x reader fanfic so it my be a bit rough around the edges if you know what I mean. 

Warnings: one (kinda) swear?

You just arrived back from a single mission in Afghanistan to find the avengers headquarters empty. Most of the avengers (Steve, Tony, Natasha, Sam, Vision, Wanda) were all in Taiwan for a Gruesome battle against a terrorist organization. Your latest mission was to track down that terrorist organization and find out where they would be going next, which is Taiwan (obviously).

You sighed and exited the jet into the empty dim locker room. Quickly you took off your uniform and washed off the dirt and dried red blood from your clothing and skin. After your shower you changed into your favorite pair of yoga pants and an old tank top. You pulled on a hoodie and left the room and into the lounge area.

You heard a large thunder clap and your head snapped toward the window. It was now raining several hard on the window and a bright light of lightning lit up the film sky.

“Thank god the storm started now,” you absolutely hated flying the quinjet in a thunderstorm ever since you crashed one after a strike hit you. You were about to flop yourself on the couch when you heard something crash in the hallway. You ran to the bar and grabbed the gun that was underneath the granite countertop.

It’s probably just the wind blowing something over you thought to yourself as
you started to walk down the hall quietly. You felt a light breeze coming from a room across from Steve’s room and decided that’s where the noise came from. Breathing in quietly you approached the room, you lodged your gun and barged into the room with your gun raised.

“Oh my god, I am so sorry Bucky, I didn’t think you were here,” you dropped the gun in your hand and walked over to Bucky who was looking through a book.

“It’s fine (y/n), it has happened a few times here,” Bucky said as he looked up from his book. You looked into Bucky’s eye they seemed red like they have been crying.

“Have you been crying,” you said kindly as you took a seat next to him on the couch.

“No I just uh watched a sad movie that’s all,” you rolled your eyes as you looked at the tv remote which is in the same place as it always was.

“You can trust me Buck. You don’t need to lie to me.”

“Ok maybe i’ve been crying but it’s just because I’m just feeling down at the moment,” he said as he put his book down of the table beside him.

“Can I cheer you up in anyway,” you said with a smile.

“No.”

Your smile turned into a frown and you turned on the tv near his bed again, “well I am going to cheer you up somehow,” Bucky sighed as you got up and sat on his bed. He turned around to see what you were doing.

“What the hell are you doing (y/n)?”

“Buying the entire Star Wars movie collection so we can watch them together,” you pronounced with a smirk.

“What the heck is Star Wars,”you groaned and put your head in your hands.  

“I don’t know, maybe just the best movie trilogy ever!,” you got up from the bed and grabbed Bucky’s hand pulled him onto the bed so that he could see the movie screen.

“Whatever, at least I get to stop reading that book. Steve said I should read it and it sucks,” you laughed and the both of you leaned against the headboard of his bed.

The two of you stayed up late watching the movie trilogy. Most of the night was very quiet but there was the occasional gasp and laugh from Bucky but nothing compared to when he found out who Luke’s father was. He almost fell out of his seat next to you.

It was around 1:30 in the morning when Bucky and you fell asleep on his bed. You rested his head on his shoulder while Bucky slept with his arms around you and his head up. Your goal was fulfilled you have cheered Bucky up.

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It was the early morning, you and Bucky were still fast asleep but the rest of the Avengers had just arrived back from Taiwan.

Steve walked back to his room quietly still wearing his now dirty uniform. He stood still in his doorway once he heard the Star Wars theme music coming from Buckys room.

He peaked inside the room, wondering why Bucky would be watching Star Wars and found you and Bucky were still asleep. Steve blushed as he saw the both of you together and went back into his room smirking.

“Damn buck you have always been the lady’s man.”

5

Daniel: “Hey, cheer up, I’m sure she’s fine, like she said, she can take care of herself, she’ll be back soon,”

Evelyn: “Cheer up? Cheer.. UP?! How am I supposed to cheer up when my daughter is out there, missing, probably in danger?! She probably left because of her sorry excuse for a father!”

Daniel: “Don’t you dare pin this on me! She probably left because all you do is take Marianna for play dates with that kid from across the street!”

Evelyn: “Excuse me, but you’re the one that favors a child! I just want Mari to have to social life you’d never let Violet have! You have an entire wall of photographs of Mari!”

Daniel: “Violet hated the camera! That’s why I have no pictures of her!” 

Evelyn: “Yeah, yeah, I’m going upstairs to try and think.”

​I love stevesbootyshorts aggressively queer steve rogers I love him I do he’s by tiny feisty son who spends his life being aggressively unapologetic about who he is and that is beautiful and he does not need to be protected because he bashes in enough teeth on his own

But do you know what really gets me

Delightedly queer bucky barnes as aggressively queer steve rogers’ boyfriend

bucky barnes being so goddamn excited about being queer spending all his time excitedly introducing steve as his boyfriend – his BOYFRIEND FOR THOSE IN THE BACK, MY BOYFRIEND STEVE ROGERS, WHOM I AM DATING, WE ARE TOGETHER AS IN DATING, TABLE FOR TWO DATING – and volunteering his queerness in conversations about literally anything that has nothing to do with his queerness like ‘oh hi nice to meet you, i’m bucky and i like boys and sometimes girls but have you met my BOYFRIEND steve rogers?’ and people are left entirely confused because they just wanted directions to city hall???

bucky barnes cheering on his boyfriend steve rogers, who he is dating, as steve makes the class bully eat his knuckle sandwich and as steve tells his boss to shove it for telling bucky to take a hike for carrying an old beat up photo of steve in his shirt pocket and showing it off to the other boys at the docks

bucky barnes telling all the other boys in the 107th about his feisty boyfriend steve rogers, who he loves and not like a brother, and being absolutely ecstatic when steve shows up even if he is all big and muscly and different because it means he can show off his boyfriend to the other boys and they can see how great his boyfriend steve rogers is first hand

bucky barnes waking up in the 21st century and being told he’s free of the brainwashing and hydra and he’s his own man again but he just grins and says hello no i’m not don’t you know i’ve always belonged to my boyfriend steve rogers?

bucky barnes obnoxiously swinging his and steve’s entwined hands as they walk down the street because hello everyone here is my boyfriend steve rogers isn’t he cute and also look at how together as boyfriends we are

bucky barnes has always been thrilled to be here, queer, and steve rogers’ man and he always will be

10

Figure Skating March Challenge:

DAY 9: Top 5 FDs or FPs or LPs (or a mix)

(1) Violin Muse
Oh boy, I could write a dissertation on this program but I’ll keep it short: Violin Muse was the first pairs program I had ever seen- and it was the very thing that brought me right into pairs figure skating.
Tatiana and Maxim’s acting skills shine through in this program the most in my opinion, with every element being interjected with beautiful subtleties of expression. The artistry, technical quality, synchronicity, and interpretation of the music these two displayed makes this program one of the most beautiful pieces of performance art I have ever seen and will probably always be my favourite V/T program.

(2) Romeo and Juliet
You could easily see the potential Yuzuru had back then, and I believe this program is one of his best displays of sheer power he can display through his dance. As a true performer, he brings his audience along for the ride, takes you in and feel what he is feeling in that moment. He interprets the music so perfectly to the point you wouldn’t think this was a men’s free program that has to nail X amount of elements: it’s an adventure. I believe Hanyu works with expression differently from other skaters, he is subtle as he matches the timings to create that sense of immersion, and you don’t realise it: you are simply mesmerised by his movements. Thus, as the music roars in the finale you want to be next to him, you want to dance alongside him and cheer as you see the power flowing out of his every movement.

(3) Fix You
This beautiful program is as fluid and seamless as it is emotional. I don’t really watch ice dance but I had to include this program because I was nearly weeping at the end of it. I didn’t know where the elements were or the step sequence was as I watched it, it just felt like an experience the entire way through. I am usually far more emotionally involved in narrative driven programs, but what I love about this dance is that they showed me you don’t have do to that to achieve that effect; they showed that you can do an emotional piece simply by interpreting the music and conveying the mood so well. I believe this commentator put it best:
“I think we all connect with the music, and they leave that breath, that space for you to do so, and it makes it easier to connect with their program. That is something that takes a lot of emotional maturity and this is a big step for Maia and Alex.“

These three are my most favourite FS/FDs, but I know you have to do five so I will give honourable mention to:
Aliona Savchenko and Robin Szolkowy’s Pina: a beautiful, purely dance driven program that takes you through a rollercoaster of tones and moods to reflect perfectly the film it was based off of.
Maria Mukhortova and Maxim Trankov’s Lady and the Hooligan: Yep, that program. The one with the cheesy dancing and terrible costumes.  I haven’t really got an explanation other than: it’s so bonkers and overacted I actually ended up enjoying it. I also think it showed off Maxim’s potential quite a lot especially in the step sequences and little details he did such as flicking the cigarette.

The Proposal Au - Barduil Week

I had a little fun with this one ngl


Bard had no idea how he had ended up in this utterly ridiculous situation. He was pretty sure this kind of thing didn’t happen to other people. Other people got blissful normality, they didn’t get fake engaged to their asshole boss so that said asshole boss doesn’t get deported, they didn’t take them to meet the family and lie to everyone they knew.

And they most certainly didn’t then find themselves accidentally in love with the manipulative asshole boss that they were breaking the law for.

To be honest, prison might be preferable at this point.

He had better get one hell of a promotion for this.

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SENTENCE STARTERS: BRING IT ON

“Why does everyone have to go on a diet?”
“This is not a democracy, it’s a cheerocracy. I’m sorry, but I’m overruling you.”
“You are being a cheer-tator and a pain in my ass!”
“Can she yell?”
“I transferred from Los Angeles, your school has no gymnastics team, this is a last resort!”
“I’ve never cheered before. So what? How about something that actually requires neurons?”
“They don’t go, we win; once again, we’re the best.”
“I define being the best as competing against the best there is out there and beating them.”
“So, second place… how does it feel?”
“Hand over your fifteen bucks or get out of here.”
“Aww, I didn’t need to hear that. That was an over-share.”
“Our next defeat is scheduled for next Friday, 8 o'clock.”
“ See, I’m a hardcore gymnast. No way jumping up and down yelling ‘Go Team Go!’ is gonna satisfy me.”
“She thinks she should get captain ‘cause her dad pays for everything.”
“He should use some of that money to buy her a clue.”
“You wanna make it right?”
“When you go to Nationals… bring it. Don’t slack off because you feel sorry for us. That way, when we beat you, we’ll know it’s because we’re better.”
“Oh, I’ll bring it. Don’t worry.”
“My entire cheerleading career has been a lie.”
“Well, look on the bright side - It’s only cheerleading!”
“I am only cheerleading.”
“Can we just beat these Buffys down so I can go home? I’m on curfew girl.”
“He’s your brother, you don’t see him the way I do.”
“I begged my mom for a brother.”
“He’d look a little ridiculous in that bikini, wouldn’t he?”
“Oh, don’t play dumb. I’m better at it than you.” 
“You were having cheer-sex with him!”
“Hey, wanna see my spirit stick?”
“You know, all the cheerleaders in the world wouldn’t help our football team.”
“Ever been to a cheerleading competition?”
“[NAME]’s a bitch, we all know that. Even she knows that.”
“You people are unbelievable! I mean, we’re talking about cheating, here!”
“You have weak ankles.”
“One of your calves is bigger than the other.” 
“Too much makeup.“ 
“Not enough makeup." 
“What’s with the skin? Say it with me; sunlight!" 
“Report those compliments to your ass before it gets so big it forms it’s own website!” 
“I take you to be the captain, which means you’ll probably need more work than anybody.”
“You put the ‘lewd’ in ‘deluded.’ “
“Good riddance. I don’t believe in osmosis.”
“She puts the 'itch’ in bitch." 
“She puts the 'whore’ in horrifying.”
“Let’s not put the "duh” in dumb!”
“I hate to be predictable, but I don’t give a shit!”
“I’ll be the experienced sophomore, you’ll be the hot new freshman. It’ll be just like high school, only better. Dorm rooms.”
“You are all great athletes, thanks in large part… to me.”
“You’re a great cheerleader, and you’re cute as hell. Maybe you’re just not ‘captain’ material.”
“So, is that your band or something?”
“My brother wants to check out your rack.”
“Excuse me, where did you park your Harley?”
“You been touched by an angel, girl!”
“You ripped off those cheers!”
“Your trophies are bullshit, and you’re a sadass liar.”
“All right, that’s it! Get out of the car, I’m gonna kick your ass!”
“She’s crazy. She’ll kill us all.”
“Bring on the tyros, the neophytes, and the dilettantes.”
“I understand you have underwear up your ass right now, but it beats the hell out of a shattered skull. Think about it.”
“I’m sorry, I just broke up with my boyfriend.”
“Ever since I handed the reins over to you, you’ve run my squad straight into the ground!”
“Tell me we’re not actually continuing the masquerade and having try-outs. Let’s cut the crap and pick somebody now!”
“I hope you’re not too busy to hear this. Kiss my ass. It’s over.”
“Hey, practice isn’t over yet.”
“I don’t know what’s scarier, neurotic cheerleaders or the pressure to win.”
“I could make a killing selling something like Diet Prozac.”

Carmilla | Hollstein | Why Are You Looking Down All The Wrong Roads?

Based on this prompt from pauladeroma…

Laura is jealous as a new student takes an interest in Carmilla (bonus if the girl is tiny like Laura, and Laura is all: There is space for only on tiny human in Carmilla’s eternal life and it’s me!)

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The first time she sees the girl Laura is supposed to be studying for her lit mid-term. And she is, or she had been. Except when she hears a loud giggle, and a cautionary shush from the librarian, she can’t help but look up to glare in the direction of the perpetrator.

That’s when she sees her. “Who the hell is that?”

Lafontaine squints as they try to follow Laura’s line of sight. A coy grin breaking across their face as they see Carmilla talking with a very tiny, very attractive blonde girl. “That’s Hannah; she’s the new philosophy TA.” 

Laura narrows her eyes as she openly glares, her lips curving downward in disgust as she watches the way Hannah shuffles to stay, in her view, unnecessarily close to Carmilla.

“It looks like they’re getting along nicely,” Lafontaine continues throwing an innocent smile in Laura’s direction. “That’s not a problem for you is it, crushes-on-vampires?”

“I am not- I don’t- I…” Laura huffs as she crosses her arms, her eyes never leaving Carmilla. “Shut up.”

 

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