i could honestly watch this movie at least once a day forever

so i’ve been thinking a lot about lance and his siblings

  • lance would drive his lil sister to and from school when their mama had to work. he’d wait outside the gates for her and they’d hold hands or he’d give her a piggy back to the car as he asked about her day
      •  sometimes she even made drawings for him to look at as they walked
  • the two (lance and his younger sis) go to the beach together A LOT
      • lance was actually the one who taught her to surf
      • they spend time building sandcastles, surfing and looking for shells they can take home
  • lance and his older sister are actually the ones who bicker the most, all of it playful teasing until lance gets too big for his boots and things get… interesting.
      • it normally ends with his sister getting him in a headlock and him tapping out though
  • lance is the only one his lil sister likes to comb her hair. she’s got real big curls and lance is the only one soft enough to be able to battle them. he’ll braid back her hair before they go swimming and it’s a job trying to get her to sit still
      • lance always has to guide her back down and he’s laughing as he’s all “woah, hey, you’re gonna mess up all my hard work!”
      • to which she giggles and settles for at least a minute
  • their whole family has movie nights where they just all pile in the living room and watch a couple movies. lance’s older siblings are all spread across the couch with his parents, while he and his younger sister are piled on the floor with pillows and blankets
      • it’s not too long before his older siblings get into an argument about the movie choice, to which lance and his lil sister just both respond “SHUT UPPPPPP” because they’re both so invested in the movie
      • lance gets a pillow thrown at the back of his head for that
  • lance is always trying to prove himself to his older siblings and that often leads to him getting himself into very sticky situations
      • he once got his head stuck in a metal fence because his brother dared him
      • one time he needed to go to the emergency room because he bet his siblings he could chug a bottle of hot sauce (he could not)
      • he tried backflipping off the trampoline once and ended up fracturing his ankles
      • he once got way too cocky while trying to get rid of a spider in the house and just straight up grabbed it in his hand. as you can imagine, his face was instant regret and he fainted
  • he and his older brother wrestle a lot too
      • they both commentate the fight as it’s happening
      • “and firstborn mcclain lands a fatal blow!! baby mcclain is down!! i don’t think he’s gonna get back up!!”
      • yes. lance is baby mcclain.
  • his siblings all tease lance for being a mamas boy, but it’s funny because they all love their mama so damn much. 
      • lance welcomes this title honestly
      • he stands there with a wide smile as he replies all “yeah. and what?”
      • mama is smiling in the background while his siblings smirk and mumble something along the lines of “kissass”
Imagine running into Jensen while rushing to get on stage and him flirting with you.

“Five minutes! (Y/n) come on, we need you on stage now!” you heard a knocking on your door as you rolled your eyes. Five minutes and now weren’t the same, really.

“I’m coming! Just go, I’ll be there in one minute!” you huffed taking another look at your dress. No matter how much time passed you weren’t going to used to the nerves you had every time before going on stage to perform, especially when it was at some kind of awards.

You sighed and soothed down your dress once more. You took a deep breathed and stilled yourself “Alright, let’s do this. You’ve got this! You binge watched four seasons of Supernatural in a week, you can do anything!” you calmed down yourself before finally getting up and making your way to the door.

Seeing as you had only three minutes left you practically rushed out of the door and quickly made your way to the stage. Or at least would have made your way if you didn’t stumble on someone. A groan left their lips and you huffed as the both of you literally fell on the cold floor.

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry!” you groaned, pushing yourself slightly up. But the moment you heard their chuckle your eyes snapped open and all air got caught in your lungs.

“Holy shit” you breathed out. Celebrity or not you were always going to be a fangirl when it came to this very man.

“Well, to be honest I always looked forward to the day I’d see you fall for me-” he gave you a big charming grin “-I never thought it was going to be this literally!” he chuckled and you blinked.

“Oh gosh, I am so so sorry Mr Ackles!” you huffed trying to get up from him although part of you didn’t really want it – who wouldn’t love such a close contact with Jensen Ackles?

“You know me?” he asked with a boyish smile and you nodded your head shyly.

“Who doesn’t?” you asked and he laughed “I just- I am super sorry for this. I am such a clumse sometimes!”

“It’s fine” he breathed out giving you a cute grin as he helped you up, his hand felt so soft holding yours.

“No really, Mr Ackles. I wasn’t watching and-”

“Seriously, (Y/n)-” he cut you off with a smile “I told you I am fine with that. It’s not every day your celebrity crush stumbles on you.” he chuckled “Oh and please, don’t call me Mr Ackles- makes me feel all old.” he laughed after making a face, but your fast beating heart prevented you from paying attention to anything after the celebrity crush part.

“I- I- I didn’t even know you… knew me.” you mumbled, biting the inside of your cheek.

“Know you? Are you kidding me? I practically have seen all of your movies at least three times each- and don’t let me get started on how many times I have listened to your songs. Jared’s wanted to murder me a good amount of times because of that.” he laughed almost a little nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

You couldn’t help a giggle. You knew you were acting like a teen in front of her crush but it was partially true, right?

“You really have no idea how much that means to me.” you confessed “You- I admire your work so much it just is-impossible to believe. Every moment of your acting career from the beginning up to now with Supernatural has been such an inspiration for me. I- I wouldn’t be here if- if it wasn’t for you and what you do. I guess I owe you a big thank you, actually.”

“You-” he breathed out but shook his head “You don’t owe me anything honestly.” he laughed and you looked down in embarrassment.

“Honestly you have no idea how much I could tell you on that part.” you shook your head “It is so great to meet you Jensen, I’m sorry if I am being too much of a fangirl too.” you furrowed your eyebrows, giving him a nervous smile.

“Oh by all means, do go all fangirl on me. I wouldn’t mind it in the least bit! I am a real fanboy myself when it comes to you, Jared and Misha can sure as hell verify that!” he stuffed his hands in his suit’s pockets.

“Really?” you tucked a few strands of hair behind your ear “I never thought you- someone like you would even know my work- much less be such a fan.” you breathed out.

“Please, I could go on forever on how much I admire it. It honestly is a great pleasure to meet you (Y/n), even as this.” he laughed.

“I’m really sorry about that Jensen, I just am in a hurry. I got a performance and you know-”

“Oh trust me I know. I always am late myself, it’s fine. Say-” he licked his lips and even for a split second you got distracted “-How about you go and rock this performance as you always do-”

“I don’t really.” you mumbled and he gave you a stern look.

“Don’t fight me on this sweetheart. I have fought the devil twice, and I am just as stubborn as Dean is!” he pointed a finger and you giggled.

“So you go rock them and later we could meet here again to fangirl over each other as much as we want?” he laughed and you bit your lip.

“I would definitely love that”

I keep thinking about a modern Animorphs AU and I’m so in love with it
It honestly has so much fun potential and I could go on forever about it, but here are just a few headcanons I have:

Jake

  • He just doesn’t Get social media
  • Marco’s always telling him to update his profiles more, but he never does
  • Only really goes on facebook and the occasional forum or chatroom
  • Most of his posts are Marco tagging him in things
  • Him and Tom would play video games a lot together, and Jake still tries to get him to play more
  • Jake usually just resorts to going to Marco’s house
  • Probably has a very dad-like phone case for his smartphone
  • Marco and Rachel make fun of him for it
  • Likes really outdated memes (Marco groans in the distance)
  • Someone please help this child

Rachel

  • Gets in trouble for wearing crop tops at school
  • Has an aesthetic blog on tumblr
  • Lives on Instagram and pintrest
  • Her room looks like something straight off of pintrest
  • Watches so many beauty vloggers on youtube
  • Secretly wants to start her own beauty channel, but knows that she can’t being an animorph
  • Sends Cassie beauty and fashion hacks and tutorials all the time with the hope that she’ll get into it
  • It doesn’t, but she still does it

Tobias

  • Spends a majority of his life online
  • Stays up until 3am on school nights going through reddit
  • The pirate KING
  • Has folders filled with illegally downloaded music and movies and anime
  • As a hawk, one of the animorphs brings him a tablet to use in the forest
  • He shows Ax anime
  • This was a bad idea
  • Everyone thinks he’s really tech savvy but mostly he’s just really good at googling things

Marco

  • He owns so many video games and different consoles oh my god
  • He always invites Jake over to play
  • Spends his nights trolling online
  • This boy is the absolute meme king (But let’s face it, that’s not even a headcanon. We all know this.)
  • He always sends Jake memes and funny posts he finds
  • Just take this moment to imagine Marco sending Jake cursed images or out of context gifs and saying “this is you”
  • Posts selfies c o n s t a n t l y
  • Literally all of his selfies have all these filters and he does all the stereotypical douche poses
  • Probably posts at least one selfie a day and brags when it gets liked
  • Jake always likes out of pity
  • Tries to grow his hair out for a man bun because the ladies will love it
  • Rachel tells him this is not the case. He ignores her

Cassie

  • She’s had the same smartphone for the longest time
  • Honestly the only reason she has a smartphone is because Rachel finally convinced her to join modern life
  • The screen is incredibly cracked because she keeps dropping it while working with the animals
  • Like Jake, she doesn’t really get social media, either
  • She follows so many animal pages on facebook though
  • She just doesn’t get internet humor
  • Sometimes she thinks she gets it, but she never does
  • Rachel and Marco die a little bit on the inside every time Cassie brings up something she found online because it’s always old and outdated jokes and memes
  • Jake always laughs though
  • Accidentally liked an old picture of Jake once
  • She texted Rachel frantically asking her what to do
  • Rachel was dying
  • Honestly Jake probably didn’t even notice. He was just happy Cassie liked one of his pictures

Ax

  • Marco showed him a meme once. He had no idea what the point of it was, but now he won’t stop trying to reference memes. Marco regrets his decision. Tobias tries to help him understand memes more. It’s a lost cause. Ax now brings up memes at the worst possible times.
  • Remember how I said Tobias showed him anime. Ax loves anime.
  • He ends up getting into quite a few of them and sits in the forest draining the battery of their electronics
  • He doesn’t even need subtitles because of his translator chip
  • Tobias gets frustrated because every time a new episode of the anime they’re watching comes out, Ax watches it before him and is really bad with spoilers
  • Scoffs at touch screens (“You need to use a screen to touch? A hologram would be much easier.”)
  • Marco insists on setting up a facebook profile for Ax’s human morph because he thinks not having a facebook in modern day might make controllers suspect him
  • Now imagine Marco helping Ax take selfies for his new profile
  • Words cannot even begin to describe that shipwreck
  • The other animorphs cannot stop laughing at how ridiculous his pictures are
Late Nights

Requested By: @chocklit-shopppe

​ hi its still me, i also i have a request! could you possibly do an imagine for either archie or jughead (either is fine, i love them both) where they’re your best friend and your parents are out of town so they spend the night with you only to later admit their feelings for you. you spend the night with bunches of cuddles and soft kisses. (just fluff please, no smut) <3 thank you so much!

Pairing: Archie x Reader

Description: Your parents had gone out of town for a few days. This meant that your best friend Archie would be crashing with you each day. You loved hanging out with him, you two always had the best time together. You’d had a crush on Archie since you were little, but never expected anything in return due to your strong friendship. But things can change when least expected.

Warnings: Just fluff!!

Word Count: 1,609

A/N: Sorry this took so long to write, I hope you don’t mind that I chose to write it using Archie! Anyways, I hope you enjoy! :)

Originally posted by bettyarchiedaily

It was one day till spring break, meaning that your parents would be out of town for a good portion of the week.

This meant one thing and one thing only, your best friend to crash at your house.

You both did this whenever ones’ parents went out of town for a while, it was a tradition you both made up since you were younger.

This is also how you fell for your red haired friend, spending all this time together created a strong bond that people were jealous of.

They’d look at the both of you, wanting a kind of relationship like that.

However, others looked at you and saw how clueless you both were, amazed that you and Archie couldn’t see how in love you both were with each other.

Everyone around could tell, except you both.

People tried to convince you that you both would be great together, but you both brushed it off pulling the ‘we’re just best friends’ card.

This annoyed a good amount of people at school, they didn’t understand how you both couldn’t see your own true feelings.

The thing is, you could.

You knew how in love you were with your best friend, but you were afraid to tell him.

You didn’t want to ruin the relationship you both had.

You’d rather have Archie as a close friend rather than not have him as a friend at all.

“So, I’ll bring the usual snacks for later tonight?” Archie smiled, wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

“And I’ll have our usual movies to binge watch.” You replied, wrapping your arm around his torso.

“Sounds great.” He smiled, giving you a side hug before letting go of you to enter his class while you went to yours.

You saw people looking at the both of you, which made you roll your eyes.

They just didn’t understand the situation.

The day went on forever, everyone was eager to leave and have fun and start their spring break.

You on the other hand, you were nervous, you didn’t know why either.

You tried to come up with reasonable answers in your head but none came, making you frustrated.

You had zoned out for a good portion of class, only to hear the bell ring and everyone cheer and rush out the door.

Class was over. It was spring break now.

You met up with Betty and Veronica, who dragged you to Pop’s to have a celebratory food fest.

You all sat down in a booth, soon to be greeted by Kevin, Jughead, and Archie.

You all ate and had fun, doing the usual gossiping.

The day went by quick, and soon enough you were at your house, gathering the movies you and Archie always watched.

You made the room look presentable, satisfied with your work.

Soon enough the doorbell rang and Archie was standing before you, holding a bag of snacks and drinks.

“Who’s ready to binge movies for hours and hours?” He laughed, walking inside and setting down the bags on the counter.

“Um, me!” You replied sassily, laughing.

Archie laughed, shaking his head while unloading the bags, you helping him.

You decided to pop some popcorn, while he got a bag of chips.

You sat down on the couch, placing the bowl of popcorn in your lap, a blanket wrapped around you.

You had put in the movie Ghostbusters a classic movie you both loved.

After a few hours of binge watching movies, you decided to play a few games.

It was these moments that your inner feelings did their best to come out, whether you wanted them to or not.

“Uno!” Archie cheered, making you roll your eyes playfully.

“You always win at this game, I call rigged!” You claimed, making Archie scoff dramatically.

“What? You accuse me of rigging this game?” He gasped, placing his hand on his chest.

You nodded, a smile on your face.

“I think you’re just a sore loser because you can’t ever beat me.” He taunted, a smirk on his face.

Now it was your turn to gasp dramatically.

“What? Me? A sore loser? Please!” You waved him off, laughing.

You both continued to play the game, Archie once again won, bragging about it while you glared at him playfully.

You decided to get a drink, while Archie put in another movie.

You couldn’t help but admire him from afar, he was the perfect guy you could ask for honestly.

He protected his friends no matter what, he was a gentlemen when needed, he always wanted people happy no matter the outcome for him.

You didn’t realize you were staring, as his eyes met yours.

You quickly looked away, a light blush creeping up on your cheeks.

You could hear Archie chuckle quietly to himself, making you internally scream at yourself for getting caught.

You hated having feelings, they messed things up all the time.

You walked back over, drink in your hand.

“So, what movie did you pick?” You asked, sitting down next to him.

He glanced at you then at the TV.

“I put in my favorite, The Avengers.” He grinned excitedly, making you laugh.

You both watched the movie, until you realized Archie was wrapping his arm around you.

You didn’t understand what was happening, or why it was happening.

“Um, Archie?” You questioned, looking up at him.

“Hmm?” He responded back, looking down at you.

“What are you doing?” You smiled slightly, making him smirk to himself.

“Trying to see if my predictions are true, which they are.” He grinned, messing up your hair.

You groaned and fixed your hair, sitting up so you could look at him.

“And what are your predictions?” You asked, crossing your arms.

“You like me.” He stated boldly, making your eyes widen.

He gave a cheeky smile, knowing he caught you in his trap.

“What would ever give you that idea? That’s ridiculous!” You fought back, trying to cover up the nervousness in your voice.

“Y/N, it’s okay, because honestly I like you too.” He smiled, making you freeze.

“What?” You asked, unsure if you heard him correctly.

“Y/N, I like you, I have since we became best friends, but overtime I realized it was more than that, I love you.” He smiled, rubbing the back of his neck.

You sat there, stunned, the boy you had loved since you were young finally admitted his feelings to you.

You smiled, biting your lip.

“I love you too Archie, I always have.” You admitted, making his eyes light up.

What happened next surprised you, Archie leaned in and kissed you, it was soft, full of passion.

You couldn’t have been happier.

“Who knew all these late nights together would actually bring us together.” You laughed, cuddling into his side.

He kissed your head, laughing along with you.

It’s funny how things can happen in a blink of an eye, and this was one of those moments.

Late nights together really can change everything.

Rfa + Minor Trio with touch starved mc

Request #2 :

Hiya, Hiya, could you do rfa’s + minor trio reactions to an Mc who is touch starved? Thank you!❤

Jaehee:

*She understands what’s going on subconsciously so she doesn’t even have to react really?

*Her aunt and uncle did love her but it wasn’t the same as if she had her own parents who would give her hugs or pat her shoulder when she did a great job on her test

*Jaehee doesn’t see herself as a super touchy feely person but it soon becomes a sort of an even thing between the two of you to find your hands grazing each other’s waists or when you find out you’ve been holding hands for an hour and didn’t really realize it that much?

*You’re both feeling sparks and butterflies

*It’s great but once either u or Jaehee think you’re being a little bit clingy the other will become 20x more loving and give at least 30 kisses within an hour


Zen:

*okay boi here knows how things are supposed to be but it’s also lots of drama and over the top because he LOVES you

*Hands down will give you anything you need if you ask for it, if he’s busy or unable to do it he will find time for it later he never forgets about these sort of things

*BUT if you don’t tell him….. his beast will pick it up eventually and you will be at your wits end with how much love you will be getting from this man

*There is no running from homeboy’s love for you~


Jumin:

*He’s not gonna show that he wants you because he never really shows normal couple affection until ur like tear 3 of being in love

*So even if you think it’s a little bit awkward when you tell him about being touch starved his eyes get sort of dark and sad (inner Mc is like OH SHIT)

*Poor babe probs feels bad for not picking up on it or giving you what you want

*He’s gonna make up for it 400 times more than nessecary

*Before your convo even ends Jumin is holding your hands

*and guess what! Soon after that whenever it is possible he never lets go of you~


Yoosung:

*Your his first s/o, so yeah there’s only a few kisses or accidental touches in the beginning

*You still loved them with all your heart it was just you sort of needed more to shush away the anxiety of how this could possibly be a dream

* So you when you talk to him about it he gets kind of  😫🤐😥😭

*Probably will always be surprised and blushing but he’s not gonna deny himself and once he gets what’s going down with you he doesn’t have it in him to NOT do kawaii PDA in public


Saeyoung:

*He is loving to you so the problem is…. kisses with Pringle lips aren’t what ur looking for let’s be honest

*He’s affectionate to you but it’s all very playful and quick

*Sooooooo once you’ve finally have had enough of his shit you come up with a plan

*Annnnd Seven somehow​ evades your whole plan together and MC’s inner demon is released

*Saeyoung wasn’t ready for it

*Mc tells him what’s up and takes what she wants

*Literally is blushing and stutering whenever Mc and Sevens relationship is brought up or PDA

*Mc always has a slightly evil/proud glint in their eyes due to this


V:

*It’s like this

*He loves you and you feel the same way about him

*But sometimes love isn’t always enough

…… and you honestly don’t know which is worse having V flinch away from your touch or the small smiles he gets when his thoughts drift to her…..

*Sometimes you don’t really even consider yourself V’s girlfriend you may as well be another bump in the road and you really really don’t want to add another dent to his life

*So you kept your silly little dreams of a PDA and a extra loving relationship on the back burner to focus on him because he is important to you

*V eventually gets kind of curious at why you seem to always be beside him but not really touchable

*He asks you about it one night and you don’t want to have anything to hide from him so you tell him

*You may not see it but V is once again getting angsty from himself, he wishes that he could be a better person who looked out for your needs and desires since you’ve been so very helpful with his

*He is very quiet for a while and you begin to take it the wrong way and whisper a quick goodnight and start to make your way to the bedroom V pounces he brings your body on top of his and spends the whole night just kissing you and cuddling everything you’ve wanted is given to you and your just elated on cloud nine

*It doesn’t take long before he soon becomes happy and free of any guilt and it has nothing to due with Rika….. Jumin tells you that he has never seen his friend be this happy before (not even with Rika)

*You just smile and keep holding his hand not completely aware that he is looking and holding onto you like your the most important thing in this world

Saeran:

*You always understood Saeran needed time due to his past how could you give him a simple hug, when you knew it gave him bad memories of every time he’s been stabbed in the back?

*It didn’t matter if he needed a forever you loved him and would wait

*So as Saeran slowly but surely healed there was times when you were able to do coupley things like that but it was a rare occurrence….

*One day quite a few years later Saeran and you were watching a movie halfway through it he stopped paying attention and let his thoughts wander away (most likely towards you)

*He then realized that he could count the number of times you’ve been held etc by him on his hands and it didn’t go over ten

*You sat close to him but you were barely tangible, in your arms was a stuffed animal/pillow

*You had the sweetest look on your face peaceful and content, you looked over once you realised Saeran was staring at you

*Saeran blushes but keeps looking at you and can’t help but begin to blurt out these next few words “Do you like me Mc?”

*Your kind of shocked and wondering where this is going “Of course I like you Saeran I love you”

*”Then how come we don’t really look like we’re in love?”

*” It doesn’t matter how we look, how we feel is much more important and besides I thought you really wouldnt be into PDA and stuff yet”

*He soon realizes that the very same look in MC’s eyes is one he’s seen a hundred times before and it shows so much kindness, patience and love he mentally kicks himself for not really understanding it before

*Saeran is crying and holding Mc very gently and he can’t believe this is what it’s like to hold something so precious……. It’s nice


Vanderwood:

*I believe that they are literally the part of the meme “Damn it Sarah I can’t control the weather” but after being a skwank about it they give you their jacket🐆

*So all of your PDA and such will have mixed feelings and reactions

*So ur like do u want to kill me or are you blushing?

* Either way you sort of holdback on your starved urges for a bit

*But you can only take so much for so very long

*And when you tell them you are touched starved they won’t say anything but they will blush not really look into your eyes for a minute and then just sort of hug you and have a little breakdown at the same time

*This is most likely because they can handle getting literally shot more than the sparks that soar through their nerves everytime you touch

anonymous asked:

I was wondering if you could do solangelo? And nico is a hockey player, who doesn't really listen and gets in fight all the time, or something of the sort. And then Will could be a medic for the games, who always has to deal with nicos injuries, or he could be a new assistant coach, trying to deal with nico never listening? It would be lovely if you could. P.s. I love your blog.

Yaaay! Solangelo!!! 

Here’s the hockey-themed fic! Thanks anon!~ So I don’t know much hockey terms so I’m sorry if I got a thing or two wrong about hockey gameplay :3

Hope you like it anyway!

“Benefits of Being a Medic”

Solangelo HockeyAU!

Summary: Will was sure he signed up to be a medic, not a guidance counselor. Still, listening to the complaints of his most frequent clinic visitor, star hockey-player Nico Di Angelo, was all worth it.

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Will was a hundred percent certain he’d signed up to be a medic, not a guidance counselor.

Another thing was he was supposed to be a medic for game-related injuries. He wasn’t really sure if getting hit with a hockey stick in the face right after a final match counted, but he was pretty sure it didn’t.

The medic listened, albeit a little half-heartedly, at the black haired and rather scrawny looking boy whose sprained wrist he was patching up.

Said boy, Nico Di Angelo, didn’t look to have the build or strength befitting that of a hockey player. But the seemingly sinewy limbs packed a lot more punch than expected. He was an exceptional player and a great benefit to the team—so much that even medics like Will knew that. And his extraordinary gameplay was probably the only thing keeping him from getting thrown off the team.

From all the gossip going around, Will gathered that Nico was rather anti-social and wouldn’t give a rat’s ass for any other teammate. Ever. His temper was a paper-thin floodgate trying to hold back an onslaught of rage at any given moment, and every other member made no show of trying to hide their displeasure for their teammate.

Will however, found him to be… different. He landed at the clinic often enough, Will even considered him to be a friend of sorts. His tendency to never listen and go his own way, as the coach put it, often landed him in trouble or injury—and this time was no exception.

“It’s that asshole’s fault, I’m telling you!” Nico huffed. He sat on the clinic table opposite Will, letting his wrist get wrapped in a bandage. “I was going to score that goal—I swear to you, I was!—but that jackass Valdez dove in at the wrong time. He wasn’t supposed to be in that position! Any other position and I would’ve scored but no, he had to be there!” Nico growled again, scratching at the pale skin surrounding the first strands of the bandage.

This had happened before. They would be playing a certain gameplay and Nico, never really caring to listen to debriefings, ended up going out of gameplay resorting in injury or losing a score. However, Will knew better than to point that out.

“So,” he started, wrapping another layer around the injury. “How exactly did you sprain your wrist?”

Nico glared darkly at said wrist. “Valdez deserved a hockey stick to the face. Just didn’t expect him to retaliate, though.” He let out a cold laugh, which quickly turned into something more humorous when Will smirked.

“I bet his face was bleeding all over.” The blond medic chuckled. His little quirk was rewarded with a sparkle in the other boy’s dark eyes.

“You tell me,” he said. “It was… Kayla, who patched him up, right?”

Will nodded. “Oh yeah. Man, you must’ve hit him hard enough to score a goal. I think he was even crying about his ‘beautiful nose being broken forever’.”

Nico cracked up again, and, for the millionth time since the hockey star’s first landing in Will’s clinic, the medic wondered how more people never got to know this side of him. Sure, he understood how Nico was unlikable at first, but a simple talk with him led to so much more.  

He could be funny, though his humor was mostly dark, but he had a pretty crappy family life to give it some validation. Even so, he often made jokes about a lot of things. He had an interest in an old board game, Mythomagic, which was not something one expected from an ‘emo-boy’ like him. Will found it to be cute. He also had a special love for McDonald’s happy meals.

Upon learning that, Will had bought a happy meal the very next day to give to the boy when he—sure enough—showed up to the clinic. He declined it at first, flustered and dumbfounded, but Will was persistent and they ended up sharing the happy meal together.

Ever since, Will would buy a happy meal for lunch and they’d share. On some occasions however, Nico would insist on buying when Will was perfectly fine with his self-taken duty. Their little argument went on for sometime until they’d decided to alternate on who’d buy lunch each week. This week was Will’s turn.  

“Looks like you’re good,” The medic declared, getting up from his stool. Nico followed suit.

Quickly shuffling through his bag, Will pulled out a happy meal and turned to present it to the other. “So how does lunch sound?” he asked, grinning ear-to-ear.

Nico rolled his eyes. “Yeah, sure.”  He tested his wrist, cringing visibly as he put a little too much pressure. He stopped however, when Will gave him a warning glare.

Now, glaring at Nico DiAngelo was something that was bound to land one in a clinic themselves, with the exception of the case in which you’re Will Solace. For reasons unknown to many, Will could get away with a lot of social interaction with the ill-tempered hockey player without getting punched in the face.

Will liked to think he’d earned Nico’s trust and became a rather good friend. Although constantly having to deal with the injuries was a pain, all the talks and interaction would make Will’s time worth it. He was drawn to the boy for… some reason. Maybe it was because he was different? Or because he saw something in him that not many other people did?

According to Nico himself, during one serious talk they’d had—which left Will awake past two in the morning thinking about it afterward—the only other person he’d ever considered a close friend was his late sister Bianca. Everything was already hell in his home, and when she died things became worse.

Will had hoped that ‘only other person’ meant he was that other ‘close friend’. He decided never to push his luck that much though.

Getting to be something like Nico’s friend, although never officially declared, was good enough—for now at least.

So he listened to Nico’s annoyed complaints about the turn of the previous game as they made their way through the halls. Once out the front door, Will basked in the glory of warm afternoon sunlight. For a moment, Nico watched him playfully from the side, then called for him to sit on one of the front lawn’s benches.

They would sometimes eat in the stands too, but Will often found it too cold. He wouldn’t say anything, but was thankful when Nico suggested to dine outside instead.

Now, they chewed their burgers and fries in silence.

No, it wasn’t an awkward or tense silence. It was comfortable, really. Almost a hundred-and-eighty-degree spin on Nico’s earlier mood. He liked to keep quiet during the first few moments of their lunches, savoring the meal and maybe even the company.

It took a good five minutes before Nico spoke up.

“So, Will,” he started through a partially filled mouth. “You’re off-duty on Saturday, Right?”

“Mhm,” Will nodded, sipping his coke. The two went back to watching the cars move past them on the street for another minute or so, then Nico spoke up again.

“Do you want to, maybe, catch a movie or something?”

What.

Was he…?

Will stopped sipping his coke.

“Like… I think a new Avenger’s movie is coming up. I mean… you are into superhero movies, right? Or maybe… not into them, but like, you like them, right? Uh… I just thought maybe you’d wanna watch it together or something.”

Holy heck, he was.

“Um, l-like a date?” Oh wow. How smooth, Will.

He watched as Nico flushed. No chance of hiding anything with his pale skin.

“I mean, not exactly a date!” The boy hastily clarified. He looked back to the busy street as his blush only grew. Then a little more quietly, he added, “I mean… not if you don’t want it to be.”

Oh.

Maybe Will did have a chance after all.

Clothing choices and breath mints were already running through his mind before he even had a chance to say yes. It took him maybe a solid three minutes and a disappointed huff from Nico to snap out of his trance.  

“O-of course!” He stammered, blushing a bit himself. He honestly never expected to get that lucky. “It’s a date then! Friday. I’ll pick you up at your place…?”

Nico looked up, his blush now hiding behind an amused and slightly wild smile. “Woah, hold on there, cowboy. You don’t even know where I live. Tell you what, I’ll meet you at the movie house at two o’clock, ‘kay?”

The two then shared a laugh, more from relief than anything, as they finished the last of their happy meal. Things settled back into a comfortable silence. Will was definitely looking forward to Saturday.

“You know,” he said, after a moment. “It’s not an Avenger’s movie. Civil War is a Captain America movie.”

Nico gave him a quizzical look, his blush not fully settling just yet. Will found it cute. “But… they were all in the trailer, right? I mean, Iron Man and Black Widow and a bunch of others were there…

“Yeah, but it isn’t an Avenger’s movie. I was pretty confused too.”

“Oh. Well, we’ll still watch it, right?” It was probably that little hitch of doubt in Nico’s voice that sent Will into a mild panic attack.

“Of course! It’s settled, I promise.”

And it was probably that little smile he flashed back that made Will feel that, even though he didn’t sign up to be Nico’s guidance counselor over gaming frustration, it was all pretty damn worth it.

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A Day in the Life

Pairing: Jin x Yoongi x You

Genre: Fluffy fluffiness 


It was too early to wake up, especially for what was supposed to be a lazy Sunday. The sun was just beginning to mark its path above the buildings; rays of light managing to stretch through the curtains and lay warm hands upon what it could reach. The exhaustion still coursing through your body made it feel heavy, and made you regret waking up earlier than when you wanted to.

You attempted to close your mind off again, succumb to the dark void patiently waiting behind closed eyes. However, you felt your mind deliberately wake, becoming slowly alert one anatomical section at a time. A loud crash and subsequent “shit” floated down the hall from the kitchen, and you fully woke up with a loud, unpleased groan. The food loving maniac was probably making breakfast for the lazy people still curled in bed - curse him, why did he have to do something so thoughtful so early in the morning?

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I Hate You Part 3

Originally posted by lullabyun

Request:Scenario where chanyeol find out that his girlfriend (he was going to propose) don’t want to have children. you choose if the end will be happy or sad. Thaaaaanks

Word Count: 4946

Note: It’s finally here! Thank you all for your patience! OML this took ages but I finally found the perfect ending. It’s been 3 months since I posted part 1, can you believe it! It feels like yesterday, well to me at least. Thank you for all supporting this blog even though I’ve been gone for a long time. I hope to be back writing again soon. Lot’s of love, and I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Genre: This one’s a weird one, I made it quite lighthearted and funny at the beginning and the very end but there’s still a lot of angst. 

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soulmate!hoshi
  • in this au you can hear your soulmate’s thoughts, but it only happens when they’re focusing really really hard on something or are feeling very intense emotions, particularly intense happiness, sadness or stress
  • you would think that this would make it easy to talk with your soulmate in your head, but in reality it’s difficult to communicate until you’ve really established a bond with them by meeting in real life
  • so you’ve had your soulmates thoughts in your head your entire life, but you’ve never talked with him…… you know his name is soonyoung because sometimes he scolds himself in his head, though
  • that doesn’t mean you don’t feel close to him! feeling someone’s emotions and thoughts you can’t not love them to a certain degree, and you really do love soonyoung

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anonymous asked:

Have you done one where Harry proposes? If you have can you like it please?

The sun is setting low over the Pacific Ocean as you clean the dishes from dinner, Coldplay’s music pulsing in the background.  Harry reaches around from behind you to put the last of the dishes into the soapy water where your hands are covered in suds.  He lowers the dishes into the water, allowing his hands to tangle briefly with yours before sliding his wet hands up your forearms. Pressing a small kiss just behind your ear, Harry whispers, “That dinner was amazing, my love.  You should marry me.”

Pausing with your back to him, you close your eyes, leaning back into him.  If only he were serious.  After dating for nearly 23 months and living together for the last four of those, you know that he is the love of your life.  He’s the one with whom you belong forever and ever.  If only he would ask for real, you would say yes.  

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anonymous asked:

2, 41, 49 - Kara and Lena !

2) Who is the big spoon? / Who is the little spoon?

Kara’s exhausted. The kind of exhaustion that pulls her limbs towards the ground and drags her feet and even when she’s flying she feels heavy, seconds away from just dropping out of the air. It’s probably nothing that a few hours in a sunbed wouldn’t fix, but she heads towards her apartment instead, feels a calm start to spread over her at the sight of a familiar form in her bed.

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negasonicpeggycarter  asked:

Do you have an recommendations for period pieces or tropey romance movies? My bf is studying abroad for a month and I could use some nice love stories to brighten my days while he's away.

Heavens, yes!! I hope that your month apart flies by. :)

I would like to subtitle this post Attack Of The Straight White Usually British People.

Period Dramas With Nice Love Stories, Just Off The Top Of My Head:

  • Emma (2009) - miniseries. Like pure sunshine condensed into miniseries form! Romola Garai and Jonny Lee Miller are a straight up delight together.
  • Pride & Prejudice (2005) - OF COURSE.
  • Little Women (1994) - Not only a love story, but I find the take on Jo/Bhaer so dreamy in this one, and the Jo/Laurie stuff is great angst as well. (Also, the shot of Meg and Mr. Brook kissing in the snow on the porch is so perfectly romantic that it will haunt me for the rest of my days.)
  • Far From The Madding Crowd (2015) - Granted, this tale gets pretty harrowing, but the cinematography is beautiful and so is the chemistry between Carey Mulligan and Matthias Schoenaerts (yes, I had to look up how to spell his last name).
  • Sense & Sensibility (2008) - miniseries – The 1990s movie is also perfect, but there’s some extra moody scenery and such in the 2008 one that I really like. You can’t go wrong with either of them!
  • Jane Eyre (2006) - miniseries. Gets pretty harrowing at times, but Ruth Wilson and Toby Stephens have the most delightful chemistry! The 2011 movie is also gorgeous to look at and quite romantic, but personally I feel like it doesn’t capture the spirit of the novel or the relationship between Jane and Rochester nearly as well as the 2006 mini.
  • Ever After: A Cinderella Story (1998) – The Perfect Movie, and such a delightful romance.
  • The Young Victoria (2009) - Such a lovely depiction of Victoria & Albert’s marriage. When their relationship came around on the Victoria TV series, I was hella underwhelmed in comparison.
  • Florence Foster Jenkins (2016) – More melancholy than the advertising suggested, and it’s a complicated love story, but dear lord the Old Marrieds Feels!
  • Brooklyn (2015) - Just a lovely, quiet little movie with a really sweet romance.
  • Hysteria (2011) - The quaintest little Victorian era romcom about the invention of the vibrator that you could ever imagine.
  • Stage Beauty (2004) - An awesome weird lovely gem of a movie about Shakespearean stage acting and the drama that it caused when women were newly allowed to play female parts onstage in the 1660s, ft. super enchanting chemistry between the two leads.
  • North and South (2004)  - miniseries. I have honestly seen this only once so far, and it was like ten years ago (I know, I’m terrible!), but it is widely regarded as a great dreamy Victorian romance, and I look forward to watching it again sometime!
  • Anne of Green Gables (1985) - miniseries. Not a romance so much as a story with a little romantic subplot, but it always brings me great comfort and delight to watch it.

Non-Period Drama Tropey Romantic Movies I Love

  • Leap Year - Amy Adams. Matthew Goode. Road trippin’. Fake marrieds. Love/hate. Beautiful scenery. This movie was made for my sappy lizard brain.
  • Bridget Jones’s Diary (and sequels) - Sometimes, and by that I mean ‘most times,’ my heart just needs some Bridget and Mark Darcy. In addition to the first one, I am very fond of the third one. (It made me like Patrick Dempsey after years of vague resentment???) The second one sort of just exists, being ridiculous and not very good, but I love their faces (AND HUGH GRANT’S FACE) so much that I don’t entirely care.
  • The Mirror Has Two Faces - Literally no one in the world agrees with me on this, but I DON’T CARE. Barbra Streisand and Jeff Bridges as middle aged professors who enter a marriage of platonic companionship while struggling with secret FEELINGS? YES.
  • Two Weeks Notice - Unwitting work marrieds! My beloved Hugh Grant! My beloved Sandy Bullock! Such a good one.
  • Stranger than Fiction - An unusual lil’ gem of a movie that features a lowkey and adorable Will Ferrell (although honestly, I will take Will Ferrell at any key) and a gorgeous romance.
  • The Parent Trap - Whether it’s the old one or new, I just really love the parents’ relationship in either case.
  • The Holiday - A true forever fave of a sappy holiday adventure, most especially because of Kate Winslet and Jack Black’s characters.
  • Imagine Me & You - So lovely and sweet and heartstrings-tuggy and full of adorable characters, and also has exceptionally gorgeous cinematography for a romcom! (And the one item on the list where you are not, at least, being attacked by straight people!)
  • Austenland - I think that this movie tends to thoroughly underwhelm some people, but I just find it so delightful and weird and great! It involves Bret from Flight of the Conchords doing some wooing AND an adorable romance between Kerri Russell and JJ Feild’s characters, all while everyone wears Regency garb. How much better can it get?
So Close (part 1 of 5)

Pairing: Lin-Manuel x Reader

Summary: This started as a 4+1 setup on Lin asking you to marry him. It devolved into a study of a year plus some in a relationship, and how you can be so close to the end and yet so far in the blink of an eye.

Word Count: 6580 (oh god I’m so sorry)

Warnings: Medical speak (nothing too graphic), badly translated Spanish, some swears.

Notes:  I am not a medical professional, nor do I speak Spanish, nor have I ever been on Broadway. I put a lot of research into this stuff to make it seem as realistic as possible, but if you can tell me how to fix a situation or change a translation to make it better, please let me know, I’m happy to listen.

I took a lot of inspiration from random things, but I want to point out some of my sources, because they are important.

  • Favorite Human comes from “When You Come Home” by @teamgtnw Take the time to go read that, please, for me.
  • The Hamiltome gave me most of the original cast/crew names and timelines for when things happened (transfer to Broadway, opening night, etc.) I also heavily relied on the timeline on the Hamilton Wiki page.
  • One of the recurring quotes throughout this work comes from Peter Pan. Kudos if you know it.
  • Spanish translations are courtesy of Reverso Contexto. Better than Google, but I’m sure, not infallible. Let me know if I’m way off the mark.
  • Title comes from the Jon McLaughlin song of the same name. It is the over arcing theme song for this fic. Link

This is the first thing I’ve written in at least 5 years, and it’s the first thing I’ve written for a Broadway fandom in 10+ years. Please be kind.

Tags: @musicalmoriarty (my beautiful Goddess, thank you for being my cheerleader!) //// If you want to be tagged, just ask ☺

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Silence is Golden, Observation is Platinum

ok guess what fuckers i found a super sad story idea about tony somehow losing his voice and the avengers actually like it better so let’s write it and cry (update: idea from @thoseironeyes so ur welcome i saw it and cried) 

Tony was seriously annoyed that he was cursed with not talking. But were the Avengers going to know that he messed up and Loki told him that talking is unbecoming? No. Because he’s better than that, and he’ll get his voice back in a couple days after Bruce or Thor notice and flip out. Besides, he has things to do. 

Sure, working with Jarvis is a little bit harder. He has nonverbal cues, learns a little bit of sign language, and wastes time by looking at videos of dolphins clicking to get around town. (Well, around sea, but that doesn’t matter. The scientist also named the dolphin Eric, but that’s dumb, so Tony named him Dennis instead.) 

When he comes up to get food, he wants so badly to make the witty remark to just totally roast Barton, even if Natasha hits him on the arm for it. But sound won’t come out. His mouth opens, but he closes it again. If he writes it, then the comedic value is lost. 

“No stupid commentary for once?” Clint sasses. “Wow Stark, you’re playing nice. I’m impressed.” 

“Good job, Tony,” Steve says, flipping through the newspaper. (Ugh, Tony hates getting it delivered, newspapers are so last year.) 

He’s floored by the fact that they don’t notice anything. He makes no sound. When Natasha has a nice pun, he can’t laugh. No sound comes out. Tony can’t talk, and they seemingly don’t care. They like it. 

He tests it. When he watches a movie with Steve and Natasha, they say it’s nice that he doesn’t have the constant running commentary. (Screw you, his joke about Bruce the shark from Jaws was funny.) He doesn’t do anything in response. Natasha herself hasn’t even noticed anything; it’s like they ignore him. 

Weeks go by, and no one notices that Tony hasn’t made a peep in over a month. They like it. Bruce says it’s calming to have total quiet in the lab, save for Tony’s music. Tony doesn’t say anything. He bans Friday from saying anything about it. 

The next battle against Loki, he returns it. “I’m shocked they didn’t notice,” he muses, blasting his stupid freaking magic at the suit. (Tony hates magic.) “It must have been a nice reprieve for them, you not talking all the time. Wasting oxygen and breath with silly little comments.” Tony just scowls. 

“You’re an asshat,” he mutters, voice coming out like water from a leaky faucet. He’s not used to it. But Loki painfully brought up a point; they liked Tony better when he wasn’t talking. 

After the mission, Thor suggests Indian food. Tony really isn’t in the mood, but he eats same as them. He doesn’t say anything. Clint grins at him. Tony weakly smiles back, and thinks about what Loki said. Wasting oxygen and breath. He shouldn’t be doing that when people so obviously don’t care. Tony should’ve learned at an earlier age, what with Howard not paying attention to anything besides booze, inventions, and cars. No one has ever cared. 

So, Tony doesn’t talk. He does his job, releases things, and no one cares. No one notices. The Avengers like it better when he doesn’t talk. So, it stops. 

Not like anyone notices. 

He texts them, yeah. But those are easier to articulate, easier to maneuver. Even Natasha can’t beat him at the texting game. It’s easier than talking, easier than babbling only to realize that no one really cared about the invention he had made for his lab. It wasn’t cool, it was just another thing to tune out. 

He gets a small ray of hope when Bruce says that he hasn’t talked to Tony in forever. 

“You did at the mission thingy,” Clint says. “You know, when you had to patch up Cap?” 

“I did?” Clint shrugs. That’s the end of communication for them. Tony hasn’t talked to Bruce in three weeks and counting, not like it’s a big deal or anything. 

Tony honestly thought they would notice by now. He wasn’t doing interviews, he wasn’t at the forefront of his company meetings talking about the new revolutionary tech; it was all Pepper and the other members of Research and Development. 

Rhodey is the only one he periodically talks with, but Rhodey isn’t at the base. At least he would notice. Probably. Maybe. It was iffy. 

When Rhodey gets to the tower, he notices. 

None of the Avengers are spoken to. At first, he thinks that maybe Tony is giving them the silent treatment, and fists will be thrown if they did anything to Tony. 

“Tony, why aren’t you talking to any of them?” 

“They like it better when I don’t talk,” Tony says nonchalantly. “So I just don’t.” Rhodey’s throat constricts with shock and rage. 

“Tony,” he says lowly. “What have I said about jerks who don’t want to talk to you?” 

“Kick their asses and take names,” Tony says with a sigh. “Rhodey, I know. But maybe…maybe this is better.” 

“No, it isn’t,” Rhodey says, anger growing. “If those clowns can’t handle you talking like you’re about to die from not talking, they’re not friends. They’re not going to be in this tower, making you feel like shit. That’s not how friendship works.” He storms off, towards the common room. 

“When did Tony stop talking?” He demanded, looking straight at Natasha. 

“What do you mean?” Clint responds for her. “He talks all the time.” Rhodey takes a deep breath. Lord, give him strength. 

“No, he hasn’t,” Rhodey says. “The entire time I’ve been here, he hasn’t spoken a word to any of you. Jarvis, since apparently you’re the only one who knows anything around here, when was the last time Tony had an honest-to-god conversation with any of the Avengers?” 

“Approximately two months and three days ago,” Jarvis answers. The silence is so stunning that Rhodey would probably win an Oscar for his presentation of facts. 

“So none of you have even attempted conversation with him for over two months?” Rhodey asks, pinching the bridge of his nose. “None of you have…? God, I thought things couldn’t get worse, but no, this is the tip of the iceberg. Why haven’t any of you attempted conversations?” 

“We didn’t notice that much of a change. Usually, Tony just talks about his inventions anyway, and we can’t really understand what’s going on. So we just, you know, tune it out,” Clint offers feebly. 

“I’m sorry you’re angry with us, Colonel,” Steve says, “but I doubt you would’ve noticed a change if you had been with us.” There’s a silence so thick that Rhodey could cut it. 

“Okay, listen up Shit-for-Brains, I’m only gonna say this once, so you better respect an army guy with a higher rank than you,” Rhodey says with a growl. “Tony talking all the time is awesome. You get so much out of it, and when he talks a lot about his inventions, it means he’s comfortable with whoever he’s with. But apparently, since all of you are Emotionally Constipated and can’t recognize signs of Unhealthy Activity Among Humans, I’m gonna spell it out for you. all of you suck. All of you need to shower him in gifts and appreciation, because guess who is living in one of the nicest places in the western hemisphere? Oh wait, not me.” 

Tony just watches Rhodey go off. He’s silent (what else is new?) and almost smiling. He’s ripping them to shreds, and Natasha sidles up to Tony. 

“I’m sorry,” she says simply. “Am I forgiven?” 

“No,” Tony answers on instinct. “You owe me a hell of a lot, Natasha. It starts with listening to me tell you all about how you’re screwing up your weapons that I made for you.” 

Teach Me To Love (G Dragon Mafia!au/Soulmate!au Fic) Chapter 12

Warnings: None

Character Ch. Ch. 1 Ch. 2 Ch. 3 Ch. 4 Ch. 5 Ch. 6 Ch. 7 Ch. 8 Ch. 9 Ch. 10 Ch. 11 Ch. 12 Ch. 13 Ch. 14


“WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!” Mina yelled, causing you to cover the phone with your hand, “I HEARD THERE WAS SOME SORT OF GUN FIRE AT THE BAR AND THEN I COULDN’T GET A HOLD OF YOU FOR THE LAST COUPLE OF DAYS!”

“WOULD YOU QUIT YELLING!” you yelled back into the phone.

She cleared her throat. “Sorry…but I called your cell and your phone and got no answer…and when I called your work, they said you had called out sick…I thought you got shot or something.”

“No I didn’t get shot…I…I was outside of the bar when it happened and I got scared so I’m just,” you looked over and Jiyong who was listening closely to what you were saying, “I’m staying with a friend for a little while.”

“A friend? You could of stayed with me I…wait…a friend or a friiiiiieeeeeend?” she questioned.

“A friend with a better err…security system?” you said.

“Right…security system…is that what they call it-”

“I’m going to hang up on you…”

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Let Me Curl Up Next to Your Fire - Quakerider One-shot

Words: 3,707

Request #7: Daisy slowly appropriates Robbie as her personal space heater

Fluff. Pure Fluff. Mushy Feelings. But, yeah, Fluff.

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It started the night of their first date …

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“Wow, so is this where you take all the girls on a first date?” Daisy asked, shutting her door to the Charger before walking a few steps closer to the cliff’s edge.

After treating her to dinner at a local East L.A. food truck, Robbie had insisted on showing her something outside the city. They drove for what honestly seemed like forever down small streets then up hillside roads until Robbie pulled them off on to a dark dirt trail. Just when Daisy had been beginning to think this was all some grand ruse so he could murder her and no one would find her body (she honestly needed to stop watching horror movies on Netflix with FitzSimmons), the dark hills had given way to a shimmering cliffside that Robbie had ended up parking his car facing away from.

Daisy peered out over the steep edge and her shrimp taco from earlier squirmed uneasily in her stomach. Thousands of feet below her sat all of Los Angeles in all its glory. It was a chaotic marvel of colors and lights, but from way up here, with only the sounds of chirping crickets and rustling foliage, it was actually kind of peaceful. As if the whole cityscape were like the twinkling stars they outshone up above. She never imagined such a grungy, old city could look so beautiful.

“Nah,” Robbie admitted as he walked up next to her. “Just the ones who are special to me.”

Her stomach did somersaults, but this time it wasn’t because of height vertigo. “Gee, Reyes,” Daisy muttered as heat began to fill her cheeks. “You better watch yourself. Almost sounds like Mr. Broody McBadass cares.”

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Gruvia AU - Oneshot

Title: Movie Night

Rated: M


Nothing would ruin Gray’s good mood that friday. That must have been the first day of the whole week that did not turn into a complete disaster and, in addition, with the end of the college finals week, he could finally spend some time alone with his girlfriend.

At lunchtime he saw his friends in the cafeteria, already seated at one of the tables, and walked over there with a smile on his face. 

“Looks like someone’s in a good mood today.” Levy said when the dark haired boy seated next to her. 

“Yeah… What’s with that stupid face?” Natsu looked at his best friend as if he were from another planet, and Lucy laughed beside him.

“Honestly, I’m curious, too. Gray Fullbuster, happiness and morning classes do not match at all.” The blonde thought for a moment. “I’ll bet Juvia is involved in this.”

“Did you two kill classes for a quickie or what?” Cana looked at his friend with a big, malicious grin, and Gray just rolled his eyes.

“Loki is coming here, let’s just ask him.” The petite bluenette suggested.

They saw the orange-haired boy approaching their table - which took forever because he stopped several times to flirt with some girls - and as he sat down, all his friends were looking at him.

“What’s it?”

“Loki, do you know why Gray is like this?” Lucy asked as she pointed at the brunet.

“I’m normal!” He said.

“No, you’re not!”

“Oh, that’s easy.” Loki smirked. “Fridays movie night at home with Juvia.” The Fullbuster snorted, but without the usual frown on his face. “They go to her apartment to "watch” a movie and then Gray only comes back on Saturday night. Sometimes even on Sunday morning.“

"Thank you very much, Loki. You’re an idiot.” Gray glared at him, but Loki just shrugged.

“But he doesn’t get happy like this every week, does he?” Levy asked, confused. 

“Gray must have been deprived of sex during the finals season!” Cana laughed out loud.

“You guys suck, you know that?” The brunet mumbled, but as soon as thin arms circled his neck and hugged him from behind, the smile was back in his features. He looked up and saw his beautiful girlfriend with a shy smile looking at him with affection. “Hey.”

“Hi, Gray-sama.” Juvia gave him a quick kiss before looking at the rest of the group. “Hi, guys!”

“Mrs. Fullbuster has finally arrived.” Cana smiled at the blunette, making her blush deeply with her words.

“Did you come to lunch with us, Ju?” Lucy asked her with a big smile.

“Ah, Juvia can’t. She promised Meredy that we would talk at lunchtime.”

“Is everything okay?” Gray asked with a frown.

“Nothing to worry about. It’s just a girl thing.” She explained before stealing another kiss from her boyfriend. “Juvia just came to say a quick ‘hello’. She has to go now.”

“So.. Movie night?”

“Movie night! Sure.” She gave him an anxious smile before kissing him for a few seconds. The whistles from his friends almost made him roll his eyes, but kissing his bluenette was much more interesting. “See you later.”

“See ya.”

“You two are so cute!” Lucy and Levy spoke at the same time when Juvia left, and Gray just ignored them as he felt his face warm up a little. It was for this reason that he did not like being romantic in public.

“Why didn’t you ever call us to watch something with you?” Natsu suddenly asked in an offended tone, and everyone at the table stared at him blankly.

“Dear, they don’t-” Lucy tried to explain that Gray and Juvia did not do just that, but Loki, unfortunately, had been faster.

“Natsu, they do nothing but fuck all night.”

“We watched the movies.. At least the first three times.” Gray spoke with an amused smile.

“Beginning of dating?” The orange-haired boy tried to guess and gave a convinced smile when his friend nodded. “I knew it! Never rush things.”

“Never.” Gray nodded.


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After school ended, Gray walked into the parking lot with Josh Wright - one of his classmates - at his side, both talking about a presentation they would have to make together soon.

“Fullbuster, you really are a lucky bastard.” The blond boy spoke suddenly, stopping in the middle of the parking lot and making Gray frown and look around in confusion.

That’s when the dark man understood what his colleague meant. Juvia was leaning casually on his motorcycle, waiting for him, and probably unaware of how tight her jeans, low-cut blouse, and jacket made her sexy.

“I know. "Gray shrugged and laughed as Josh narrowed his eyes at him. "We’ll talk later, Wright.”

“Shall I call you over the weekend?”

“I’ll probably be a little busy.” The brunete nodded in the direction of his motorcycle.

“I hope at least you’re going to be busy with the girl.” The blonde said before walking to his own car.

The Fullbuster finally walked up to his girl, and when she saw him, she grinned.

“I think they traded my girlfriend for a very hot motorbike rider.” He spoke when he was near her, making her laugh softly.

“Is Juvia looking like a bad girl?” She tried to make a threatening expression as she folded her arms.

“Yeah, you look badass.” Gray tried to hold back his laughter. Your girlfriend was so adorable. “All you need is dark sunglasses and then you’re going to be as scary as Gajeel.”

“Gajeel-kun is not scary. He’s a very sweet person inside.”

“So.. About the movie. Your house or mine?” He flashed his more flirtatious smile. Juvia blushed a little, but then hugged her boyfriend by the neck.

“Juvia’s. Gajeel-kun got tired of sleeping on the couch and decided to stay in Levy’s house while not moving to his new apartment.”

“So now you’re alone all the time?”

“All the time.” The bluenette smiled in a suggestive way. “Unless Gray-sama stays with her once in a while.” She pulled him down for a long kiss, which the dark haired boy corresponded with great enthusiasm on his part.

“GET A ROOM!” They heard Cana’s voice scream from somewhere.


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Arriving at Juvia’s apartment, she immediately went to prepare the treats so they could eat during the movie.

“Do you need any help?” Gray asked leaning against the kitchen doorway to watch his girlfriend.

“Juvia has everything under control, but thank you.” She smiled at him. “Any special requests, Gray-sama?”

“Hmm.. What do we have so far?”

“Some snacks, soda, juice; and Juvia is making popcorn.”

“If I’m still hungry, can we order a pizza later?” He asked hopefully, making the bluenette look at him with amusement. “Or we can forget all this and just ask for the pizza.”

“How badly do you want this pizza, Gray-sama?”

“I could kill someone for one.” The brunet shrugged.

“Fine!” She laughed. “Gray-sama can have his precious pizza.”

“I knew I loved you for a reason.”

                                                         …

“Are you sure you don’t want it?” Gray asked for the tenth time, taking the second slice of pizza to his mouth.

“Yes, Gray-sama. Juvia is sure. You can eat as much as you want.” His girlfriend was focused on the TV; she was looking for a movie on Netflix. “What are we going to watch?”

“Anything but animation movies.”

“Aw, why?!” Juvia sounded so disappointed. 

“Next week we can do a Disney marathon if you want. But not today.” He spoke, irrefutable. Every time the woman chose a movie like that, she paid no attention to him. No kisses, not even a wandering hand here and there - and certainly no sex. “Deal?”

“Deal! Juvia will not forget that.” She seemed excited to sing all the songs she knew from every Disney movie.

“Believe me, I know you won’t.” He snorted.

“Juvia found one! What does Gray-sama think of 'Sharknado’?”

                                                        …

Gray was amazed by his girlfriend. She really seemed to be enjoying the Shark-something.

After nearly 30 minutes of movie, he put his hand on her knee and began to stroke her thigh over the jeans. His lips went to her neck and he felt her goose bumps as he nibbled the lobe of her right ear.

“Gray-sama never pays attention to the movies.” The bluenette whispered with her eyes closed, and almost gasped when the brunet took one of his hands under her shirt and began to caress her stomach with the tips of his fingers, softly.

“I’d rather focus all my attention on you.” He whispered back, cupped her chin, and turned her face toward him so he could put his lips on hers in a slow kiss.

When their tongues touched, Juvia put one knee on either side of his waist and straddled him, deepening the kiss and letting it become more and more hungry and desperate. She felt his big hands go up to her ass and squeezing it hard as they tried to pull her closer. Juvia brushed her sex into the bulk of the brunet’s pants, making him moan softly, and he thrusted his pelvis a few times in response to continue the delicious rubbing.

She stood up suddenly, and licked her swollen, red lips seductively as she took each piece of clothing very slowly.There were a few sharks flying on the television screen behind her, but still, watching her undress without any shyness and with that feline look that seemed to devour him with so much desire, it was one of the most erotic visions for him.

“Juvia needs help to take a shower.” Juvia took both of Gray’s hands and guided them to her breasts - and she moaned loudly as he squeezed them immediately. “Gray-sama needs to help Juvia here.” She took his hands to her ass. “Here.” And at last she took only one them to her sex, where he massaged her clit with his thumb and felt her wet folds with his middle finger. “Ah! And here.”

“Well..” He swallowed, feeling his pants get painfully tight as she moaned with his touch. “What are we waiting for?”

With that said, he put her over his shoulder and led her into the bathroom, locking the door next. The movie - which was still on TV - was long forgotten.

Hell yeah, fridays movie night at home were the best!



                                                    




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AN: Hiii guys! How u doing? Er… This oneshot turned out to be a little more naughty (?) than I expected LOL! I hope you all enjoyed. 
Kisses from bacomeloN!
Ps: Sorry about any mistake (I’m not a english expert, sorry D: )



Tinderbox (II)

A/N: The cliché beginning ‘It was a dark and stormy night’ inspired this while, while back. This is the second and last part - read part I here.

Word count: 4431

Characters (pairing): Reader, Sam, Dean, Bobby (Dean x reader)

Warnings: angst, blood, gore (mostly in the first part), fire, injuries (nothing major though), fluff

A/N II: Unbeta’d. It’s not nearly my best work (sorry!) but I’d still love to hear what you think. Please? Pretty please? :-)


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Baby Blues Ch.2

happy October my peeps! ya’ll ready for chapter 2? HERE IT IS

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Baby blues Ch.2

It was around mid October, the air was crisp and the sky a nostalgic grey. David was at work, which means max was the one having to deal with an emotionally, and very needy, Gwen. She had already watched at least four episodes of Doctor who, Used two whole boxes of tissues, and nearly strangled max in a hugging fit once. The sooner that baby was here, the better. Max honestly didn’t know how David handled her on a bad day.

Max finally convinced her to get off the couch, David didn’t want her to sit down all day in one spot because it was “Bad for her back, and the baby’s health.”

Ok, sure. He opened the fridge, grabbing some pillsbury cookie dough.

“Ok,” he started , “let’s, I don’t know, bake something together. That’s what normal mom’s do right?”

She looks at him for a moment, kinda confused, but then smiles. He tries to push her away as she ruffles his hair.

“Aw you wanna spend the day with mom huh? I know you haven’t gotten that much attention since we found  out about the baby.”

He blushed fiercely and buried his face, “NO THAT’S NOT IT FUCK.”

She put a hand on her stomach and sat down next to the small flustered ball of fluff.

“Oh… Well i mean if you just wanted cookies that’s ok too..”

She looked to her lap, pretending to be a bit hurt. Max, on the other hand, took her as being serious. He looked at her apologetically. “No… no i’m sorry. I mean, I never had the chance to.. Do this kind of stuff with my..”

She looked over at Max, hurt on his face. She smiled and pulled him in for a gentle hug.

“Hey now, it’s ok. I didn’t mean it like that, i was just teasing.” She rubbed circles into his back, and he would never admit it, but he honestly wished she would hug him more often. If david ever found out, he’d be glued to him forever, he already knew that much.

He smiled at her and nodded. “So why cookies? I thought you hated baking and shit?”

She already kinda figured it might be david’s doing, but chose to let him believe it was his original idea. Max looked over to the dough pack.

“ I don’t know,” he stopped, “The movies always make it look so fun i guess, I always wanted her to do it with me. She hated sweets though.”

He made his infamous grumpy face right after speaking though. Maybe this was his idea after all. Whoa.

It had taken almost a year for max to start being more open about his thoughts and opinions. David and Gwen were so proud of him, and even started rewarding him when he was honest about feeling sad or stressed. David figured, if punishment mad a child close in on their feelings, rewarding their honesty could help them open up!

It actually seemed to work though, that, Gwen had not expected from the redhead.

She picked up the small boy, and set him on the counter to sit at her eye level. “I know you didn’t get a lot of attention, not the attention needed anyway.” She held him close, like a sobbing infant would be held to his mother, “but look, I’m Gwen. This is your home. You feel like you need to talk, or just need a hug, i’m here. We’re here.”

He shook for a moment, but ended up wrapping around her tightly.

“Promise me.”

She was confused, “what?”

He held closer, and didn’t look up.

“promise me you and that smiling idiot won’t ever leave.”

She smiled again, and pulled him closer, “I promise. We love the hell outta you, and we don’t plan on ever getting rid of you.”

He pulled back, wiped away his tears, and smiled.

“Good.”

She wiped away the tears she had not even noticed collecting in her eyes.

“Also, david doesn’t find out about this…thing. Capisci?’’

She laughed lightly, “Ok.’’

The rest of the time was them spent making cookies, shaped like stars and bats and pumpkins. Max even made a special one reshaped for david, shaped like a dick. He could say it was his best work yet.

When they were done, they used the orange frosting from in the fridge. At one point though, it had turned into a frosting war. Frosting was on Gwens nose, in Max’s hair, on the counter, and.. The wall?

Oops.

Well, it didn’t matter. It especially didn’t matter when David just so happened to walk in on the mess, his wife and son laughing. He could barely believe his eyes, save the mess, he could believe that. He had insisted on getting the camera out, only to be ambushed by frosting filled hugs.

Life was good, and finally, after all this time, max felt so loved. He didn’t even try to hide his grin when David hugged them.