i could see him saying this in game

An Aquarius and I were out in a balcony, and we talked about his girl, and he laughed. “Bro, she’s crazy. She’s so goofy, and so weird as fuck, but..” he slowly turned back to the crowd and spotted her, twirling in her dress as her favorite song plays in the background. “.. she’s life, you feel?” We laughed.

An Aries messaged me some type of shit at night complaining about his girl. Message: How can she expect me to change when all she does is belittle me, treat me like a fucking kid. She always yells and every time we try to talk, she always fucking picks on me. I hate it, man.. but god. She’s my girl and I put up with her shit. She’s a headache and a blessing, man.

A Cancer got too drunk one night and I sat next to him by the curb and he suddenly began to heave and sigh heavily, mumbling her name, and cussing to himself of how he misses her and how he should’ve drunk texted her. I took the phone away from him.. It’s been three years, Cancer.

A Capricorn let out a sigh as his girlfriend as she passed by our way, and looked at me. “She’s been giving me the cold shoulder all day, and you know, fuck it..” He laughed and looked back at the game. I looked back at his girlfriend and noticed her mean mugging me. I quickly turned back to the screen. I shouldn’t have had come over.

A Gemini once told me as we sat and ate about how he didn’t feel like everyone should have labels. How things should just be enjoyed in the moment. “With labels,” he said “You get hurt in the process, so fuck it and just enjoy it..”

A Leo lit up a cigarette and laughed and then said, “Look, loyalty isn’t hard to ask. You just really have to be there, be supportive. I don’t know what everyone’s deal is.. it’s not hard. My girl and I, we’ve been together for 4 years, and one of these days I’m gonna propose. Finally.”

A Libra admitted that he didn’t like it when his girlfriend wouldn’t talk or answer to him, and how she’s been petty. When clearly he was being petty himself not too long ago when she called him..

A Pisces and I got into a deep conversation about exes and he said, “You’re over here thinking about what could have been, and just playing old scenarios of you two, and look at you. Look at yourself, you couldn’t even function properly now. You think you’re okay and you go out and put a smile on your face every damn day and boom. Instant. She’s in your head, and it’s crazy. She always comes back to you in a very painful way..” Realizing now, he too, was talking about his what-ifs..

A Sagittarius kept asking for advice on what to say to his girl when she always tries to make him open up, and yet he still can’t stop overthinking at all.

A Scorpio laughed at me for being too emotional at a party. I was sitting on a couch and he approached me and said, “Don’t think about your girl right now. There are alot of girls here just waiting to get dicked down, man. Shit, we’re here to have fun!” I wasn’t feeling any of this, but I then see him trying to talk to a woman and they started to hit if off.

A Taurus closed his eyes and said, “I can’t really understand what I feel most of the time, maybe it’s my anxiety holding me back but I try best to be the best I can in a relationship. I just think too much..” He laughed and shook his head. Told me to just forget the whole conversation and changed the subject to the game.

A Virgo rubbed the back of his head and said, “I don’t know, maybe I’m over thinking this relationship entirely. I know she means well, but I can’t see myself enough to grow with her. Should I say it? Should I tell her, or let it run its course? What do you think?” He looked at me and he was serious. I was hesitant to say anything but before I could he said, “You’re right. Maybe I’m over thinking it again.”

—  Him

Did you ever have a genuine psychic/medium experience?

Although many readings can be attributed to cold readings or sheer coincidence sometimes it’s uncanny how accurate psychics/mediums can be. Here’s a collection of supposedly genuine experiences from threads. If you have an experience feel free to tag me @sixpenceee!

by reddit user Jinuxxx

I never believe in palm /card readings. I don’t actually believe in it nowadays. BUT when I was in 9th grade, my friend took me with her to a fortune teller so she can have her future read. Surprisingly she mentioned about her love dilemma, a blonde guy and dark haired guy. She was completely convinced about her reading powers while I was meh… We’re teenagers, it’s natural we’ll find ourselves in situations like this. And then she predicted the scores she’ll get at the exams when you finish high school (in our country there are some mandatory subjects for the exams, thus multiple numbers) she guessed that right. If I think really hard about probabilities and stuff I can find a logic explanation to that as well. 

by reddit user GoobyBear22

About 5 years ago I saw a psychic that a family friend had told me was the real deal. I went in skeptical and came out a believer.

She used tarot cards and knew things that could have been lucky guesses, like that I had just bought a house and was renovating it, but she also knew specific things that no one else could have known.

The most amazing part of the whole thing was that she knew that I had some complications with my hormones and had a surgery in the past that would make getting pregnant very difficult, but she told me Despite all this, I would have a baby later in life. Toward the end of the reading she hands me the tarot cards and tells me to shuffle them. Then tells me to ask three questions in my mind one at a time. I decided to really test her authenticity so the first question I decided to ask was am I going to have children, and halfway through laying the five cards down, she stops and looks at me and scolds me saying “I already told you that you were going to have one child!” hah this is when I knew.

by reddit user wobblerss

This was before I was born. My mom had a neighbor who was a grandpa who could see the future. He told my mom that my sister would be really sick when she became a preteen and not to worry because she’d be okay. When my sister was a preteen she was diagnosed with cancer and after a year and a half she was perfectly fine. My mom was pregnant with me when she met him again and he told her that I would be a c-section baby. My mom already knew this and said she had scheduled the c-section already since I was breach but he was adamant that she would have me on a certain day and that the c-section wouldn’t go on the planned day. I was born on the exact day he predicted.

Nothing too crazy but the fact that he knew that my sister would be sick and would be okay is crazy to me. He also didn’t want any money and approached my mom and asked if he could do a reading for her.

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Canon Arya Stark Appreciation Week - Day Two: Favourite familial relationship

She yearned to see her mother again, and Robb and Bran and Rickon… but it was Jon Snow she thought of most. She wished somehow they could come to the Wall before Winterfell, so Jon might muss up her hair and call her “little sister.” She’d tell him, “I missed you,” and he’d say it too at the very same moment, the way they always used to say things together. She would have liked that. She would have liked that better than anything.

NHL!Bitty, Part IX - ‘Loose Lips Sink Ships’

(Alright, you guys voted for #2, so enjoy!)

Eric gets hit on in a hotel bar during All-Star weekend. For the first time in a long time, it’s not because he’s a famous hockey player.

It would be very flattering, except the man trying to seduce him works for Jack’s PR firm, and bro is playing fast and loose with some seriously confidential information. 

NHL!Bitty Masterpost!


It’s been a long, exhausting day. Between the flight, check-in, the press junket, the photo ops, all Eric wants is to get a little bit drunk with the guys, grab some dinner, and fool around in Jack’s hotel room. Hopefully in that order, but he’s open to fooling around whenever.

He must have a dopey smile on his face thinking about the debauchery he’s been looking forward to all week when he realizes someone is watching him from across the bar. 

Tall, nice hair, professional, and he’s looking at Eric, no, at the empty chair next to him. And he’s walking over. 

“Is this seat taken?”

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Holy shit, the un-patched version of Prompto’s hotel scene is different towards the end lol Skip to 1:13 if you just wanna see the un-patched part since the first 1:12 is the part that’s in the game now.

Apparently when you get to the point where you press Prompto about what he wants to talk about, in the un-patched version of the game the dialogue is completely different towards the end. Prompto doesn’t do the whole “happy go lucky joker…I’m desperate to earn my place” monologue.

I put both versions of the scene together in one clip so people could see the difference. I started it at the part where it changes (you can even see the choices you say are different…express interest in the patched version vs comfort him in the un-patched) and cut it off at the part where it becomes the same dialogue.

Prompto: And there were times when I felt, well, worthless.

Noctis: That’s what’s been bugging you?

Prompto: I mean, when you look at me you wouldn’t think that I’m anything but  a fun-loving, happy-go-lucky joker. But that isn’t the real me. Behind all the quips and laughs, I’m a mess of hang-ups. I’ve always felt inferior to you guys. I’m not royalty, and I’m not strong, I’m nothing, really. Unlike Gladio, I’m not good with people. The way he connects with them, he’s operating on a different level. Unlike Ignis, I’m not smart and I can’t cook to save myself. But when we hang out, it’s so much fun I forget what I’m not. Then reality hits me like a splash of cold water, and I remember that I don’t belong. But I want to. Every moment, I’m desperate to earn my place – to prove that I’m good enough.


Prompto: And there were times when I felt, well, worthless.

Noctis: You’ve always been too self conscious.

Prompto: Heh heh heh.

Noctis: Let me guess: you’re hung up….about being the weak, useless nobody…so you try to make us feel better to make up for how you feel about yourself, right? Well, I’m impressed. Constantly watching out for your friends like that, it takes something special. And that something special defines who you are.

The Game (Ethan Dolan)

Originally posted by punishmedolans

Ethan Dolan was the boy your mother warned you about. He was the bad boy who could lure you in with a single smile. Of course nobody listened to their mother and fell for him anyways. He got what he wanted and then moved on to the next one. I was probably the only one who listened to my mother, and Ethan hated that. I swore to myself I wouldn’t fall for his games, but boy did he try! Grayson was my best friend so every time I went over to their place Ethan was there trying to win me over with his pretty boy charm.

“Gray, I’m here to help you.” I yelled as I entered their apartment.

Grayson texted me this morning asking me to come over and help him edit the new video for their youtube channel. Of course I accepted even though that meant I’d have to deal with Ethan. It wasn’t that I hated Ethan, well never mind I totally hated him.

“I’ve got a problem, can you help me?” Ethan asked suddenly appearing behind me.

I rolled my eyes trying to ignore the obnoxious boy.

“Grayson!” I called again.

“He’s at the warehouse." Ethan said.

I went to walk out of the door but Ethan grabbed my arm.

"He didn’t exactly invite you over today.” He said with that stupid playboy smirk on his face.

“you’ve got to be kidding me.” I groaned feeling the steam come out of my ears.

“I used his phone to text you because I knew you wouldn’t accept my invite but you would accept Grayson’s." Ethan said.

"okay, I’m out of here.” I said rolling my eyes trying to walk away again.

Ethan ran in front of me blocking me from leaving.

“Now that you here why don’t you hang out with me? I mean what could be better than hanging out with Ethan Dolan?” He scoffed fixing the collar of his shirt.

“I could think of a million things better than hanging out with you.” I said crossing my arms over my chest.

Ethan chuckled before flashing his smile. I’ll have to admit his smile was breathtaking that’s probably why all the girls fell for it. I mentally scolded myself for thinking this way.

“Come on Y/N we both know you don’t mean that." Ethan smirked.

"Yes I do now move.” I said getting annoyed now.

“make me move.” He smirked.

“How about I just punch you instead?” I asked putting my hands on my hips.

“feisty, I like it.” He smirked.

“Y/N?”

I turned around relieved to see Grayson who was looking rather confused.

“what are you doing here?” He asked giving me a hug.

“your brother messaged me from your phone saying you needed my help with editing.” I said rolling my eyes.

“guilty.” Ethan smirked.

Grayson rolled his eyes checking his phone.

“don’t worry, I’ll put a lock on my phone so that doesn’t happen again.” Grayson said ignoring Ethan.

“oh come on Gray it was a harmless gesture. I just wanted to hang out with a beautiful girl.” Ethan said raising his hands in defense.

“well now that you’re here want to hang out with just me?” Grayson asked making sure to emphasize the just him part.

I nodded my head following him to his room. Thankfully Ethan got the hint and didn’t follow us.

“I’m sorry about him.” Grayson said turning on Netflix.

“It’s fine Gray, really.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

“He makes me so mad sometimes. He gets all the girls and then he treats them like crap. He’s stolen all of my girlfriends, and now girls only talk to me to get closer to E. Even worse I feel like people only come to our channel for Ethan.” Grayson confessed.

“I hope you know I’m not like that G. I like hanging out with you, just you. Besides the Dolan twins would be nothing without you I mean it’s not called the Ethan Dolan channel.” I said giving him a smile.

“I know, and you have no idea how much you rock for that.” He said giving me a hug.

“so Hawaiian pizza and Netflix?” I asked giving him a smile.

“would we be best friends if we did anything else?” He asked laughing.

Grayson and I watched Netflix and ate pizza for a couple hours before I decided to go home. I gave Grayson a hug before walking out of his bedroom. Ethan sat on the couch with his tongue down some girls throat.

“get a room.” I scoffed covering my eyes.

I heard Ethan laughing as he pulled away from the girl.

“why you jealous?” Ethan asked.

“as if.” I scoffed.

“who’s she?” the girl spoke up.

“oh just some girl who has a huge crush on me but I turned her down.” Ethan told the girl.

“please like you could handle me?” I sassed putting my hands on my hips.

“is that a challenge?” Ethan asked standing in front of me.

Ethan was unbelievably attractive which made me hate him even more. We stared each other down. I wasn’t going to fall in to his trap.

“uh Ethan?” the girl spoke up from the couch.

“not now Natalie.” Ethan said.

“It’s Naomi.” She scoffed.

“I don’t care.” He sassed back.

“You’re pathetic.” I said rolling my eyes at him.

“ouch babe that hurt.” He said putting a hand over his heart.

“congratulations you have a dick, doesn’t mean you have to act like one.” I said glaring at him.

“if I wanted a bitch, I would’ve bought a dog.” Ethan sassed back.

“I’m sorry, was I meant to be offended? The only thing that really irks me is your face.” I said glaring directly at him.

“You’re just jealous because I have a line of girls waiting to be with me.” He said very confidently.

I looked over at Naomi who was just staring uncomfortably.

“Naomi, is it? You might want to get out now, Ethan here thinks it’s cool to break hearts and he feels no remorse about it. He’s a player, and you’re better off without him." I said looking at the girl.

Naomi looked at me and then at Ethan.

"wow clearly you two have some unresolved chemistry, I’m just going to go, bye Ethan.” Naomi said before leaving.

I rolled my eyes. Unresolved chemistry my ass!

“and that’s my cue to leave.” I said walking towards the door but again Ethan stopped me.

“I’m a player huh?” He asked like he didn’t already know.

“you didn’t know, not surprising.” I said rolling my eyes.

“well then, If I’m such a player than let’s play a game. Let’s sweet talk, let’s play fight, let’s talk 24/7, let’s tell each other good morning and goodnight everyday, let’s give each other nicknames, let’s flirt, let’s cuddle, let’s go on dates, let’s hug and kiss, and the first one that falls in love with the other person loses.” Ethan proposed.

I didn’t even have to think about it before answering.

“no way in hell am I doing any of that with you.” I growled.

“why? afraid you’re going to fall in love with me?” He smirked.

Ethan Dolan was not afraid to push my buttons and honestly it was kind of hot. WAIT WHAT ARE YOU SAYING YOU HATE HIM!

“please, the only person falling in love will be you with me.” I said getting in his face.

“then I guess it’s on.” He said getting back in my face.

“oh it’s on, and when you fall in love with me I can’t wait to break your heart and give you a taste of your own medicine.” I seethed.

What in the hell was I agreeing too? Ethan knew that making me mad would work that little asshole! Ethan bit his lip looking at me. Suddenly he put his lips on mine kissing me. I quickly pushed him off giving him a what the hell look.

“I said let’s hug and kiss, you know unless my kissing affects you that much.” He said confidently.

I grabbed the back of his head smashing his lips on mine. He was surprised at first but kissed me back. He licked my lip asking for entrance but I didn’t allow it. Ethan grabbed my butt squeezing it making me gasp. He took that time to slip his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues fought for dominance and surprisingly mine won. I backed Ethan up until he was forced to sit on the couch. I straddled his lap not breaking our kiss. I could feel him growing harder underneath me as I was grinding on his lap. He went to kiss me deeper but I pulled away leaving him wanting more. I got off of his lap now fully seeing how turned on he was.

“oops, did I do that.” I smirked pointing to Ethan’s growing erection.

He rolled his eyes grabbing a pillow to cover his crotch. 

“please, you don’t affect me at all.” Ethan said.

“that says otherwise.” I said grabbing the pillow he was using to cover up how turned on he really was.

He rolled his eyes glaring at me.

“It’s okay, two can play at this game.” He smirked.

“what the hell does that mean?” I asked.

“oh you’ll find out pretty girl. I can’t wait to win this game.” He said standing up.

“well you won’t win so keep on dreaming.” I said glaring at him.

I walked towards the door opening it, waiting for Ethan to say something else but he didn’t. I turned around giving him an annoyed look.

“what no annoying comments?” I asked.

“you’re cute.” Ethan said giving me a smile.

I scoffed rolling my eyes before walking out the door. The worst part was, I felt my heart racing at his words. An that smile, god that smile killed me. I drove home trying to get my mind off of Ethan Dolan. I lied awake fantasizing about his perfect lips. Ethan may be the biggest douche bag to walk this planet but I can’t say he isn’t good at what he does. His lips fit mine so perfectly, it drove me crazy. I woke up the next morning with a text from Ethan.

Ethan: good morning my beautiful princess <3

: your princess? baby boy I don’t belong to anyone.

Ethan: How’d you sleep? Have any dreams about me?

: ha you wish. I didn’t think about you at all, why were you thinking about me?

of course I wouldn’t admit to Ethan that I was up all night thinking about him. His ego is already inflated enough.

Ethan: how could I not think about you? You’re incredibly beautiful and everything I’ve ever wanted in a girl.

I could feel the breath hitch in my throat. Nobody had ever said something that nice too me. I keep forgetting who were talking about here, it’s Ethan Dolan he probably says that to every girl he talks too. Why wasn’t he sassing me back though? It was no fun unless he reacted to it. So many thoughts were swirling in my mind that I realized I hadn’t answered his text.

:how many times have you used that line on a girl.

Ethan: You’re cute when you’re fighting my affection. So ready for our date today?

: date? since when do we have a date?

Ethan: since that was part of the game remember? Don’t worry I already planned everything out, just make sure you wear something casual.

I didn’t know why but a small smile formed on my face as I thought of Ethan planning a date for us.

: ugh fine, when should I be ready?

Ethan: that’s the spirit, and I’ll pick you up in an hour!

I rolled my eyes putting down my phone. What was I getting myself into? I looked through my clothes trying on a couple different outfits. If I were hanging out with Grayson I would just throw on a sweatshirt and some sweatpants. Why was I trying so hard? Since when did I care what Ethan thought about me? Eventually I settled for some white skinny jeans and a black and white crop top with sandals. I finished my look with some light makeup and added a black bow in my hair. My phone lit up with a text from Grayson.

Grayson: hey want to hang out today? Ethan won’t be here, he’s taking some poor girl on a date.“

I felt bad. I was probably the only girl that Grayson talked to anymore and here I was going behind his back with his twin brother.

: sorry Gray, I have plans but maybe later?

Grayson: yeah that sounds great! I’ll message you later! 

I was about to respond when there was a knock on my door. I opened it to reveal a smiling Ethan. He was holding a single rose.

"for you princess.” He said handing me the rose.

I rolled my eyes muttering a thank you. Damn he was really trying. I walked over to my kitchen putting the rose in a vase of water. I was trying not to stare at Ethan but I couldn't deny he looked good. He wore ripped skinny jeans, a fitted t-shirt and his black vans.

“alright let’s just get today over with.” I said blowing a piece of hair from my face.

Ethan smiled extending his hand for me to take. I gave him a look.

“the game is to act like a couple, and couples hold hands.” He said grabbing my hand an intertwining our fingers.

I would be lying if I said I didn’t like it even a little bit. He opened my car door waiting for me to get in. Before he let go of my hand he placed a light kiss on it making me blush ever so slightly. He got in the car starting it up.

“so where are we going on this date, that is totally not a date.” I asked glancing over at him.

“well one it is a date and two it's a surprise.” He said not taking his eyes off the road.

“It’s not a date and I hate surprises.” I muttered.

“It is a date and trust me you’ll like this one.” He said smiling.

I sighed looking out the window. After a couple of minutes of just silence I felt Ethan grab my hand again intertwining our fingers. 

“you look beautiful today, but you look beautiful everyday.” He said finally glancing at me.

Wow. Reading that in a text is one thing, but the words actually coming out of Ethan’s mouth made my heart race. I couldn’t fall for him, and I definitely wasn’t losing this game. I mean that’s what this was all about after all.

“You don’t look too bad yourself Ethan. In fact as soon as I saw you in my doorway I was thinking some impure thoughts.” I purred.

Ethan’s grip on the steering wheel got tighter as he bit his lip. I laughed to myself Y/N one, Ethan zero. I wasn’t done pushing it though. I removed my hand from his and placed it on his thigh. I started rubbing it ever so slightly making him shiver. Ethan gave me a look and honestly I was dying to know what was going on in his head right now.

“you’re trying to kill me Y/N.” Ethan breathed.

“oops.” I smirked moving my hand off his thigh.

He lets out a shaky breath making me laugh again. Ethan was making this too easy.

“and we’re here.” He said pulling the car into a parking lot.

I looked out at the pier surrounded by the beautiful water. I couldn’t fight the smile that appeared on my face. I hated him but he did know how to impress a girl. 

“do you like it?” He asked.

I looked over at him and he was giving me a hopeful look.

“we’ll see.” I said smirking.

He got out of the car running over to my side and opening my door.

“so what are we doing here?” I asked looking at how beautiful the view was.

“well I thought we could take a boat out and have a picnic on the water.” Ethan said grabbing my hand once again.

I felt myself blushing. No one has ever put in this much effort to take me on a date before.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this but that actually sounds like fun.” I said looking at him shyly.

“hold on did thee Y/N just compliment me? Hallelujah it’s a great day!” Ethan yelled earning strange looks from other people on the pier.  

“don’t get used to it Dolan.” I said rolling my eyes.

He laughed before walking us down the pier. He held my hand the entire time. I looked up at him feeling my heart race again. Why do the bad boys always look so good? It wasn’t fair. I saw that Ethan was staring back at me.

“take a picture Dolan it will last longer.” I scoffed.

“you know what that’s a great idea.” He said taking his phone out and snapping a picture of me.

“I didn’t mean it literally.” I said laughing a little.

“well I need a picture to prove that angels truly exist.” He smirked bumping his shoulder into mine.

“ooh that was bad E, I thought you had better game than that.” I said laughing at him.

For once his flirting wasn’t annoying the crap out of me.

“oh baby this is just the beginning.” He said.

We arrived at the end of the pier where the boats were parked. Ethan got the boat keys out of his pocket before stepping into a cute little white boat. He held out his hand helping me in, but me being me tripped and fell. Before I could hit the ground I felt two strong arms wrap around me. I looked up to see Ethan smirking.

“looks like you’re already falling for me.” He joked.

I cracked up laughing as I steadied myself.

“now that was better.” I said still laughing.

“you know it’s been five minutes and you haven’t insulted me once.” He said starting up the boat.

“Hey Ethan?” I asked

“what?” He responded.

“you’re an idiot.” I said smirking at him.

“there she is, that’s the girl I know.” He laughed.

He pulled the boat away, speeding across the water. I sat there in silence letting the wind blow through my hair. It was actually kind of peaceful, you know if I wasn’t with Ethan. I couldn’t see any sign of land now, we were just surrounded by water and each other. Ethan stopped the boat just letting it float on the waves. He stared at me as I stared at the view.

“why do you keep doing that.” I asked looking at him.

“doing what?” He asked playing dumb.

“staring at me? and if you say it’s because you think I’m beautiful, I’m going to punch you.” I threatened.

Ethan laughed before looking at me again.

“I guess I’m just trying to figure you out, you’re different, not what I expected.” He said coming over and taking the seat beside me.

“I don’t like to do what people expect. Then they expect it all the time and are disappointed when you change.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

“so if you disappoint them from the start you’re covered.” He said laughing.

“yeah something like that.” I laughed along too.

“well then you screwed up.” Ethan said scooting closer to me.

“how?” I asked.

“well you’ve never disappointed me.” He said dangerously close to my face.

I didn’t know what I was doing, it’s as if I wasn’t in control of my body. Ethan leaned down placing his lips on mine and I let him. This kiss was just as good as the first one. This time however, I was the one licking his lip asking for entrance which of course he allowed. I don’t know what was coming over me but I couldn’t stop myself. Ethan gripped my hips bringing me closer to him. I shivered at his touch on my bare skin. I knew I had to stop this before it went any farther. I placed my hands on his chest pushing him back a little bit.

“we should eat, don’t want that food to go to waste.” I said slowing my breathing.

He nodded his head pulling out the picnic basket. Inside he had all my favorite foods. We ate in silence, the whole time Ethan just stared at me and I stared back at him. I couldn’t help but blush. To be honest, I’ve never even had a boyfriend before and certainly no one who put this much effort in to spending a day with me. I shouldn’t feel special though, I had to remember he was only good at what he does because he's had a lot of practice. I sighed and let my eyes wander out to the water. A pod of dolphins were swimming right near our boat.

“look dolphins!” I said rushing towards the side of the boat.

I watched the dolphins swim gracefully through the water. Ethan got up joining me too.

“wow it’s beautiful.” Ethan said admiring the sea creatures.

I looked over at Ethan, he looked like a little boy seeing something for the first time, for once he had real emotion behind his eyes. Suddenly a rough wave hit the side of the boat sending me straight in the water. I started to panic, I couldn’t swim. I struggled in the water before I felt myself slowly sinking.

“Y/N!” Ethan screamed.

 He ripped his shirt off before diving in the water. He grabbed me by my waist pulling my head above water.

“Ethan I can’t swim.” I cried out.

“It’s okay I got you.” He said swimming towards the boat.

Ethan pushed me back up on the boat before pulling himself up. He rushed over taking my face in his hands.

“are you okay.” He asked stroking my cheeks with his thumbs.

I coughed up a little bit of water before nodding my head slowly. I felt embarrassed.  

“you scared the hell out of me do you know that?” Ethan said looking in my eyes.

I looked back in his eyes. They looked genuine, like he was really worried about me. Maybe I had him all wrong. Maybe he wasn’t the terrible person I made him out to be. Maybe I was the terrible person.

“I would’ve let me drown if I were you, from how mean I’ve been to you.” I said giving him a small smile, my voice still a little hoarse.

“what are you crazy? then I would have to start taking out girls who actually like me.” He joked sitting beside me.

“please like you could find any.” I said laying my head on his shoulder.

“see who needs affection when you have blind hatred.” He said wrapping an arm around me.

“you know I don’t actually hate you right?” I said lifting my head to look at him.

“honestly you could’ve fooled me.” He said looking down at me.

“I just think it isn’t fair that you make girls fall for you and then crush them by moving on to someone else. You know you can get any girl you want and you use that to your advantage.” I said honestly.

Ethan looked down at his feet like he was contemplating what I had just said.

“You’re right I am an asshole and a player but it’s only because I know what I want. I’m looking for something real and all the girls I’ve been with haven’t been real with me. They only want to be with me because they think I’m good looking, or because they like guys that are muscular, or because Gray and I are famous now. Nobody has ever liked me for me, so I feel like I have to put on this bad boy act to keep myself from getting hurt.” He admitted still looking down at the ground.

Wow. I didn’t think there was any depth to Ethan but here he was pouring his heart out to me.

“Ethan, I don’t know what to say.” I admitted looking at the boy.

“plus, I can’t get any girl I want. I want you and you seem to be quite the challenge.” He said smirking.

I rolled my eyes, gosh he was cheesy.

“I’m not an easy prize to be won Ethan Dolan you’ll have to try harder than that.” I said laughing. 

“not everyone can be an expert at love Y/N.” He said looking at me.

I was the one looking at my feet now.

“actually, I’ve never even had a boyfriend.” I said looking up at his surprised face.

“wait you’re serious?” He said still in shock.

“Is it that surprising?” I asked suddenly feeling self conscious.

“well yeah, I mean you’re perfect. You’re beautiful, smart, and funny. Any guy would be crazy not to want to go out with you.” He said.

I could feel the heat return to my cheeks.

“do you really mean that Ethan, or are you just saying that to win the game?” I said laughing a little.

“I mean every single word." 

He leaned down quickly pecking me on the lips. It was simple but I think that was my favorite kiss we shared only because it was full of raw emotion. Ethan and I just sat and talked for what felt like hours. We told each other embarrassing stories from when we were little and talked about our favorite things. I didn’t realize how late it had gotten until my phone lit up with a text from Grayson.

Grayson: are you done with your thing? I’m bored and need my best friend. Ethan hasn’t texted me either, it must be going well with the girl. Poor, stupid girl doesn’t know what she’s getting in to.

"oh no!” I said looking at my phone.

“what’s wrong?” Ethan asked.

“I told Grayson we could hang out later tonight.” I said.

Ethan looked out at the water clenching his jaw.

“so you and Grayson huh.” He said still looking at the water.

“why are you jealous?” I asked smirking.

“no, why would I be jealous. This is a game remember. I could care less who you talk too.” He snapped starting up the boat.

I was taken back. What happened to the sweet boy from a couple of seconds ago?

“clearly someone is on their period.” I said rolling my eyes.

“whatever.” Ethan growled.

We sat in silence the rest of the way back to the pier. He stopped the boat hopping out to the pier. He didn’t wait for me and started to walk away. I can’t believe how ignorant he was being! I jumped out of the boat nearly falling in the water again. I had to run down the pier to keep up with him. He got in the car slamming the door shut.

“what is your problem?” I snapped.

“I don’t have a problem.” He snapped back.

I rolled my eyes turning away from him. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I was starting to believe he wasn’t a complete asshole but he just ruined that. He took the turn to go to his house making me alarmed.

“where are you going?” I asked.

“to our house, you said your hanging out with Grayson.” He growled.

“No you have to take me home first, I can’t show up with you then he’ll know that you took me on a date.” I said turning towards him.

Ethan had a hard look in his eyes and he was still clenching his jaw.

“what don’t want to be seen with me?” Ethan snapped.

“actually no, I don’t.” I sassed back.

Ethan rolled his eyes before turning around and driving to my house. He pulled up at my house not saying anything. I gave him a look before getting out. He pulled away quickly speeding down the road. I quickly ran in changing my outfit, throwing one of the sweatshirts Grayson gave me over my head. I go back outside getting in my car and heading over to Grayson’s. I arrived shortly but Ethan’s car wasn’t there. I shrugged my shoulders getting out of the car and walking in the apartment.

“you’re here!” Grayson said running over to give me a hug.

I smiled returning his hug.

“how was your day?” He asked putting some popcorn in the microwave.

“I don’t know honestly.” I said shrugging my shoulders.

“how don’t you know?” He asked laughing.

“Grayson it’s so complicated I don’t even understand it.” I said joining in on his laughter.

He pulled out the popcorn, walking in to their living room. I followed him sitting on the couch.

“It’s your turn to pick a movie.” He said tossing me the remote.

I smiled at him scrolling through the Netflix movies.

“by the way nice sweatshirt.” He said throwing a piece of popcorn at me.

I scoffed before getting a piece and throwing it back at him. Soon Grayson and I had got in a huge food fight. Before I could throw another piece at him he tackled me off the couch on the floor. He was sitting on me while holding my arms above my head.

“get off of me you loser.” I laughed struggling under him.

“not until you say that I’m the greatest.” Grayson said laughing too.

Grayson and I just had a naturally playful relationship, but I didn’t see him as anything more than a friend and as far as I know he didn’t see me as anything more than a friend either.

“my mother told me to never tell a lie Dolan.” I smirked sticking my tongue out at him.

Grayson was about to respond when the front door slammed open. Ethan walked in followed by a girl I had never seen before.

“get a room.” He growled at me and Grayson.

Grayson got off of me giving me a hand up.

“who’s this?” Grayson asked gesturing towards the girl.

“Victoria.” Ethan said simply looking at me.

“It’s Vanessa.” She said giving Ethan a dirty look.

“oh well Hi Vanessa, Y/N and I are watching a movie out here.” Grayson said looking at Vanessa and then his twin.

“I love movies.” Vanessa said looking at Ethan.

“I guess we’re watching a movie then.” Ethan said.

I looked at Grayson rolling my eyes. The last thing I wanted was to watch Ethan stick his tongue down some other girls throat, like who the hell did he think he was. He was the sweetest person earlier and now he was bringing home some girl. I sound jealous, I am most definitely not jealous. I really need to stop.

“well it’s Y/N’s turn to pick a movie.” Grayson said sitting on the one side of the couch.

Ethan sat down pulling Vanessa in to his lap. I picked a random movie before sitting down beside Grayson.

“I’m sorry, this isn’t how I wanted tonight to go.” Grayson whispered in my ear for only me to hear.

I gave him a smile before laying my head on his shoulder. Grayson wrapped an arm around me pulling me closer to him.

“you really have to stop apologizing for your brothers stupidity.” I whispered before laughing.

Grayson busted out laughing making Ethan look over at us. I looked at him giving him a smirk. Suddenly Ethan grabbed Vanessa, kissing her roughly. She immediately kissed back starting a full blown make out session between the two. He was trying to make me jealous, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. I ignored him, giving all my attention to Grayson. Eventually the movie became something in the background, Grayson and I were making fun of each other and just telling silly jokes to make each other laugh.

“tell me Gray, how many times did your mom drop E on his head when he was a baby?” I asked giggling.

I doubt Ethan heard me seeing as he was too busy making out with Vanessa.

“oh, way too many times to count.” Grayson said making me laugh even more.

“I don’t think Vanessa is very smart either.” I joked looking at the girl.

“I’ve probably met rocks smarter than that girl. Plus she has to be pretty dumb to go out with Ethan.” Grayson said which caused another fit of laughter from the both of us.

“I mean he forgot her name, who sticks around after that!” I exclaimed.

“I don’t know, obviously Victoria.” He said.

I couldn’t stop laughing. Grayson was just that person that you couldn’t be upset when you were around him. I was truly thankful for that!

“I’ll be right back G.” I said getting up.

I went to the restroom using it quickly. I washed my hands before walking out. As soon as I opened the door Ethan was standing there with an angry look on his face. 

“what’s so funny?” He asked.

I looked up at him smirking.

“wouldn’t you like to know?” I sassed.

He growled pushing me back in the bathroom before closing the door.

“How’s Victoria?” I asked purposefully getting her name wrong.

“she’s great, probably the best kisser I’ve ever met.” He said glaring at me.

“so that’s why you can’t remember her name right?” I smirked again.

He clenched his jaw, getting upset.

“look just stop flirting with Grayson, it’s getting annoying.” He growled looking at me.

“you’re not my boss, so I can do whatever I feel like. Besides you said yourself it’s just a game remember.” I growled back at him.

“why do you have to be so complicated?” He growled.

“Me? You’re the one that said all this stuff on our date and then started acting like a dick out of nowhere. Than you bring some stupid girl home and spend the whole time with your tongue down her throat, now if you’ll excuse me I’d like to get back to my friend!” I said pushing Ethan out of the way and exiting the bathroom.

Who the hell did he think he was? He couldn’t tell me what to do! Why was he acting like this? I sat back down next to Grayson still wrapping my head around everything.

“uh what happened to you?” Grayson asked looking at me.

I was about to respond when Ethan stormed in the room.

“I’m sorry Victoria, I need you to leave.” He said pointing to the door.

Grayson looked at me giving me a confused look. Vanessa got up stopping in front of Ethan. She slapped him hard on the cheek.

“It’s Vanessa, and by the way I was only with you because you’re famous!” She said before storming out of their apartment.

Ethan stood by the door breathing heavily.

“should I leave?” I asked Grayson who was staring at Ethan.

“No, wouldn’t want to ruin your date!” Ethan snapped.

Grayson and I looked at each other before busting up laughing making Ethan even angrier.

“Ethan we are not on a date. Y/N is my friend, we always have movie nights, but we aren’t on a date.” Grayson said looking at a dumbfounded Ethan. 

“I really should head out Gray, it’s getting late. Goodbye Grayson.” I said standing up and giving him a hug.

I walked past Ethan giving him a smirk.

“goodnight Ethan.” I said giving a fake smile.

“why didn’t you tell me you didn’t like Grayson like that?” He whispered staring me down.

“you never asked. so next time instead of being jealous and turning into a gigantic asshole, just talk to me.” I said patting his arm.

I walked out of their apartment immediately pulling out my phone and sending a quick text to Ethan.

: you’re making winning this game too easy, better step up your game Dolan. I think I have a new name for you, Mr. I’m Jealous.

I laughed getting a quick response from Ethan.

Ethan: I wasn’t jealous.

: Sure Jan.

Ethan: I wasn’t!

: and I quote “stop flirting with Grayson, it’s getting annoying.”

Ethan: fine, I may have been a little jealous…

: a little?

Ethan: look I already admitted I was jealous.

: I know, I’m just having way too much fun with making you fall for me.

Ethan: you just wait darling, I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve that will have to begging to be my girlfriend.

: Sure Jan.

I laughed as I pulled in to my apartment complex. I stared at my phone waiting for Ethan to text back. I took a deep breath realizing what I was doing. You Like Him my subconscious screamed. I don’t like him! or do I? I can’t like him, he was no good for me, I would just end up getting my heart broken. But the way he saved you from drowning today, and he was so worried about you my subconscious argued making me scream. My phone lit up snapping me out of my thoughts. I ran over picking it up, hoping it was Ethan. wait what? I looked to see it was just Gray.

Grayson: what the hell was up with Ethan tonight?

: on his period probably?

Grayson: I mean he’s just never acted that way with a girl before. If I didn’t know any better I’d say Ethan likes you.

I nervously laughed looking at the text. I wanted to tell Grayson about the game and our date today but I knew he’d be really hurt.

: ha, that’s a good joke G.

Grayson: I know right? I’m shuddering at the thought of you and Ethan together!

I took a deep breath, would it really be so bad? I mentally scolded myself, I don’t even know who I am anymore!  

: oh gosh me too that’s gross!

Grayson: well I’m glad you haven’t fallen for Ethan’s stupid game. I’ll text you tomorrow, got to get my beauty sleep! goodnight Y/N!

: goodnight G!

I didn’t get any sleep that night though. “I’m glad you haven’t fallen for Ethan’s stupid game.” replayed in my head and tormented me all night. I wasn’t sure if I did or not, I mean I agreed to his game but was I really falling for the boy I swore I never would fall for? I woke up to a loud knocking on my door making me groan. I got up quickly checking myself in the mirror before opening the door. Ethan stood their smiling and holding another rose.

“what are you doing here?” I asked stepping aside so he could come in.

“thought I’d come make you breakfast.” He said walking inside carrying a little bag.

“you want to make me breakfast?” I asked giving him a look.

“as an apology, you know for being such an ass last night.” He said sitting the bag on my kitchen counter.

“yeah, you were an ass last night.” I said stifling a laugh.

“I thought we got past this!” He said laughing a little too.

“it depends what are you making me for breakfast?” I asked hopping up and sitting on the counter.

“pancakes with fruit!” He said pulling the ingredients out of the bag.

“than I might just accept your apology.” I said laughing.

Ethan started making pancakes while making small talk. He was interrupted by his phone ringing.

“hey can you get that for me?” He asked looking at his messy hands.

I laughed picking up his phone and answering it.

“hello?” I said in the phone.

“Y/N?”  Grayson’s voice rang from the other end.

I mentally started to panic. I didn’t want Grayson to find out, at least not in this way!

“what are you doing with Ethan’s phone?” He asked accusingly.

come on Y/N think of plausible lie!

“he uh came over to apologize for last night and left his phone here.” I lied easily. 

“oh, well when he realizes he’s missing it tell him to call me.” Grayson said thankfully buying my lie.

“will do Gray!” I said hoping to end the call.

“okay thanks, see you soon.” He said

“yeah, bye.” I said hanging up.

I sighed in relief looking up at Ethan who was now just staring at me.

“don’t give me that look, it’s complicated okay.” I said handing Ethan his phone.

“wasn’t going too.” He said smirking.

I sighed sitting back on the counter. I felt like a terrible friend.

“you didn’t even say anything about my lock screen.” Ethan said tossing me his phone.

I caught his phone hitting the home button. I blushed as I saw the picture he took of me on the pier as his background.


“It really is a cute picture.” He said taking the pancakes out of the skillet.

He put my pancake on a plate before handing it to me to decorate with fruit and whipped cream.

“you’re ridiculously cheesy do you know that?” I asked him laughing.

“but ridiculously cute too right?” He asked getting his pancake too.

I put all sorts of fruit on mine before grabbing the can of whip cream. I squeezed the top of it but nothing was coming out. I furiously shook it while holding down the button. Whip cream shot out of that can getting all over Ethan. I cracked up laughing looking at a whipped cream covered Ethan.

“come here babe.” He said reaching out for me.

“No!” I said running away from him.

Ethan chased me through the living room eventually trapping me.

“Ethan please it was an accident.” I said laughing.

“I just want a kiss babe.” Ethan said leaning in.

He kissed me getting whipped cream all over me too. I kissed him back, cupping his cheek with my hand even though it was covered in whip cream too. Ethan pulled away smiling at me.

“let’s get cleaned up and enjoy our pancakes.” He said smiling.

We wiped off all the whipped cream before sitting down with our pancakes.

“so why don’t you want Grayson to know you’re with me?” Ethan asked breaking the silence.

I took a deep breath looking at Ethan.

“don’t just tell me it’s complicated, explain to me why it’s complicated.” He said staring me down.

I didn’t know if I should tell him. I feel like that is something personal Grayson told me that I shouldn’t share with his twin.

“Grayson is my friend, and he feels that you steal a lot of what he has. He also feels like people only talk to him to get closer to you. It would hurt him to find out about this.” I said not being able to look at Ethan.

Ethan doesn’t respond immediately which makes me worried.

“I’m a bad brother.” Ethan says looking up at me.

“you’re not a bad brother, you just need to reconnect with him.” I said grabbing Ethan’s hand across the table.

“how do I do that?” Ethan asked.

“hang out with him, talk to him, let him know you’re still here for him.” I said giving him a smile.

“you’re incredible do you know that?” Ethan said smiling.

“and so are these pancakes.” I said taking another bite.

Ethan laughed finishing his pancakes as well. When we were done, Ethan helped me clean up the kitchen.

“I should probably call Grayson.” Ethan said putting the last plate away.

“yeah you should, and spend the day with him if you want, I’m not going anywhere.” I said smiling at him.

Ethan stared at me just smiling.

“you know after this game is over we might just be friends.” Ethan said pulling me in to a hug.

“in your dreams E.” I laughed hugging him back.

I didn’t want to be friends. I wanted to be so much more than that. I sighed as Ethan walked out of my apartment. He was winning this game, and honestly at this point I was letting him.

part two

A repainted spit thing (going to be answering asks tomorrow so feel free to add to my ever growing pile of messages oh right also there’s a FAQ now.)

anonymous asked:

I haven't been reading miraculous fics in a while, you got any good recs?

tbh I havent touched any fics in a few months either (besides my own) since I’ve been so busy, but I’ll look through my ao3 bookmarks/history for you!


It’s All Hype! by @breeeliss
Summary: Alya accidentally gets the Internet in a frenzy after announcing that Ladybug and Chat Noir are dating, but the two heroes are adamant about correcting the error and making sure the world knows that they’re just friends. So Alya proposes a staged public break up to set everything right. In hindsight, she really underestimated how utterly freaking difficult that would be.
Pairings(s): Ladybug/Chat Noir, Adrien/Marinette
Rated G
Incomplete
Gabie’s writing is like, the best. She does a lot of non-lovesquare stuff too, which is wonderful! Really talented writer.

L'Appel du Vide by @xiueryn
Summary: Haunted by bad jokes and teasing comments, Marinette wonders whether the friendly ghost she’s adopted as a pet is covering up his miserable feelings with an awful sense of humour. AU.
Pairings(s): Adrien/Marinette  
Rated E
Incomplete
Note: Anything by this writer is a must-read!! They’re my absolute favorite and the way they write it just so beautiful and really pulls you in. I’m a sucker for AUs and they do a ton, and it’s all so??? Amazing??

i just came to say hello by @a-miiraculer
Summary: In which Nino finds out his best bro is in love with Ladybug, and jumps the Ladynoir and Adrienette ships for Ladrien summarily. Adrien is flustered, Alya takes personal offense, and Marinette finally sees her chance to hit that. What could possibly go wrong?
Pairings(s): Ladybug/Adrien
Rated T
Incomplete
Note: I love this writer so much. Their descriptions are some of the best I’ve come across and their fics are wonderful.

Play a game with me by Tulveli
Summary: Chat Noir convinces Ladybug to play games with him during patrol one night. A seemingly innocent agreement leads to much more than the two heroes had foreseen.
Pairings(s): Ladybug/Chat Noir
Rated T
Incomplete
Note: Haven’t gotten a chance to catch up on this one yet, but it’s super cute so far.

The Parts of You by @ladyofpurple
Summary: “I just…” Her hands migrated from covering her face to clutching her hair. Her ears matched her suit but her eyes were glowing with — what was that? Love? Admiration? His chest tightened. “I can’t talk to him! I always get tongue-tied, or say something stupid, or trip over my own feet. It’s so embarrassing! I mean, I’ve gotten better since we first met, like, we’re actually kind of friends now, but it’s kind of a big leap to go from ‘I can sort of string more than two words together in front of you,’ to ‘Please date me, I love you,’ you know?” His breath hitched at the word “love,” but Ladybug didn’t seem to notice. “Plus, it’s not like we’re super-close or anything. I mean,” she tittered nervously, “we’ve known each other for years, but it’s not like talking to you.” If words could have killed him he would have been in his grave.
Pairings(s): Ladybug/Chat Noir, Adrien/Marinette
Rated T
Incomplete
Note: I LOVE THIS FIC I LOVE THIS FIC I LOVE THIS FIC I LOVE THIS FIC I LOVE THIS FIC I LOVE THIS FIC I RECOMMEND IT WHOLEHEARTEDLY TO EVERYONE

To The Core by @12hues
Summary: Marinette realizes that her feelings for Adrien are based off of surface-level celebrity worship and decides to give an actual friendship with him a try. The two find out that they have a lot to learn about putting people on pedestals, and discover what it really means to get to know someone to their core.
Pairings(s): Adrien/Marinette, Chat Noir/Marinette
Rated T
Incomplete
Note: This fic gave me cavities from how damn cute it is.

soul to keep by boreumdal
Summary: Marinette Dupain-Cheng is no stranger to unusual situations. A ghost wandering into her bedroom and pulling her into the mystery of who he was and how he died, however, is a touch out of the ordinary for her–-and falling in love with him might just take the cake. Ghost!Adrien AU.
Pairings(s): Adrien/Marinette, Chat Noir/Marinette
Rated G
Incomplete
Note: This is such a good AU I didn’t even know about until I read this. Fantastic fic so far.

Meant To Be by @insanitysscribblings
Summary: To miss a man she had never even met before was lunacy. And yet, something about the blonde man with the sun in his smile drew Marinette to him irresistibly, no matter how hard she tried to fight it. Marinette was never one to believe in Fate. But rational thought is rarely a factor in matters of the heart…or of the soul.
Pairings(s): Adrien/Marinette
Rated T
Incomplete
Note: I will rec this fic till the day I die and even from my grave. I love soulmate AUs and this one is SO DAMN GOOD and precious!!! 

A Simple Suggestion by @frostedpuffs
Summary: Breaks from patrol often allow time for Ladybug and Chat Noir to talk and be themselves. But when a silly joke starts to seem all that…well, not silly, the two find themselves considering something neither of them had ever before: moving in together. The tricky part is still keeping their identities a secret.
Pairings(s): Ladybug/Chat Noir, Adrien/Marinette
Rated T
Incomplete
Note: YES I know it’s my fic but hear me out: I really enjoy writing this one and I love the heck out of it and really wish it received more attention. It’s a Ladynoir roommates AU…what more could you want honestly

Remember how Neil wanted to take the Foxes on their dream vacation for being The Best?

Imagine the Foxes at some giant amusement park.

  • Nicky makes them go get ice cream right away because it’s too hot out and then complains about how long the line is. (”We’ve been here for half an hour and we haven’t even made it on a ride yet.” “Whose fault is that?”)
  • Dan tries so hard to make a plan and keep them organized and pick a set places and time for them to meet up if they get separated and can’t get a hold of each other and Andrew wanders off while she’s still talking.
  • Nicky bets Kevin ten buck that Andrew won’t go on any of the rides and loses like two minutes later.
  • Andrew insists on going on all of the super high rides, especially the ones with the big drops. (“Andrew, why are you torturing yourself? You’re afraid of heights.” “Are you coming with me or not?” “Obviously.”)
  • Neil acts as human shield and blocks other people in line from touching Andrew.
  • Matt is afraid of rollercoasters, but goes on them for Dan and she holds his hand the whole time.
  • Renee wins Allison a teddy bear and then offers to win Neil one too when she notices him watching them. He declines and she proceeds to offer every other Fox to win them something before moving on.
  • The whole team goes on a bunch of spinning rides back to back and bet on who will throw up first. Matt throws up first, but most of them are regretting their bad choice. Renee somehow looks perfectly serene and unaffected by the spinning as she holds Allison’s hair for her.
  • The ride operators try to move the Foxes around within their group for safety reasons to balance things out and Andrew nearly pulls a knife on an amusement park employee before they finally give in and leave the Foxes in Andrew’s assigned seating.
  • People take pictures on their phones of Kevin Day’s terrified mid-rollercoaster snapshot when it shows up on the board afterwards.
  • Andrew grumbles when he sees the picture of him and Neil because Neil looks 110% in love with him in it. (“110%.” “For what? I didn’t even say anything.” “I told you not to look at me like that.”)
  • Allison tries to win a bear for Renee in return and inevitably loses at one of those rigged shoot the star out games and gets into a fight with the worker there. (”How much for the bear?” “The bears aren’t for sale, but you could try again for another dollar.” “I don’t want to try again. This game is impossible. Just give me the bear.” “Sorry, miss. We can’t sell those.” “I will give you a hundred dollars for that stupid bear. I promised my girlfriend I would get it for her.”)
  • Kevin complaining that they’re not stopping and waiting in the world’s longest line just so that Andrew can go on some stupid busy ride. Neil responds from a few feet away by pointing and shouting “Is that Kevin Day? Isn’t he famous?” and then escaping with Andrew to go on the ride while Kevin is swarmed.
  • Ride operators will not stop joking about whether or not Aaron and Andrew are tall enough to go on rides. Neil gets the occasional joke too, but nowhere near as often. (“I might have to get you to stand in front of the sign so I can check.” “Fuck off.”)
  • Neil plays the game where you choose a duck and win if it’s marked on the bottom. He insists he doesn’t care about the prize, he just wanted to play because he’s never played one of those games before, but ends up stuck with a giant teddy bear the size of a human child and tries to pawn it off on Andrew. (“I don’t want your fucking bear.” “I don’t want it either.” “That’s your problem.” “Fine. I’ll keep it.” … five minutes later: “Carry my bear, I’m sick of holding it.” “That’s your fault for winning it.”)
  • A couple hours later Neil’s phone keeps going off with updates from Nicky (“they asked Aaron if he had an adult 2 ride w. he’s been swearing since. that was 10 min ago.”) and texts and calls from Dan and Matt who keep checking in to make sure he hasn’t gone missing again and that Andrew hasn’t gotten them kicked out yet and to see when he wants to meet up. The giant bear’s getting in the way of Neil fishing his phone out of his pocket so Andrew reaches his arm out wordlessly and takes the bear from him.
  • When Neil’s done on the phone Andrew doesn’t give the bear back and Neil doesn’t dare say a word about it, lest he have to carry it again. When they meet up with the others Nicky asks if Andrew won the bear or if Neil won it for him, and Andrew responds “Neil cursed us with it, but I’m giving it to Bee when we get back.”
all for love || stiles stilinski

word count: 4174

warnings: none

prompt: collab with @sarcasticallystilinski

author’s note: happy lacrosse week everyone! this is my first part of lacrosse week with hay! we are very proud of this one and we hope you have as much fun reading as we did writing!

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“There is nothing wrong with planning a wedding with a video game character.” STEREK

“Uncle Derek!” the high pitched voice of his nephew Cory said as Derek walked into Laura’s house, Stiles trailing behind him with a plate of cookies, “UNCLE STILES!”

Derek shook his head with a fond smile on his face, he loved how easily his family had accepted Stiles into the fold. 

Stiles handed Derek the cookies and allowed himself to be lead into the living room, Cory chatting away about the old video game consul that Aunt Cora had given him. 

“Hey,” Derek said as he stepped into the kitchen where Laura was chopping tomatoes for the salad.

“Thank god you’re here, Cory has been talking about showing Stiles the Nintendo all day,” Laura said with a sigh, “I swear he’s been planning his wedding to Zelda.”

“There is nothing wrong with planning a wedding with a video game character,” Stiles said from the doorway, “I did the same thing when I was his age.”

Laura rolled her eyes, “There’s still a chance for you to get out of marrying him.”

“Be nice I’m your future brother-in-law AND the only one who will willingly talk to your son about his video games,” Stiles said, taking a tomato slice and popping it into his mouth with a smirk.

“Fine, marry him, but only because Cory likes him,” Laura said with a huff, but Derek could see her fighting back a smile. Laura loved Stiles. He was the only person Derek has ever dated that could keep up with her. 

“And because I do that thing you like with the -,” Stiles started to say but Laura threw a tomato at him which he caught in his mouth. 

“Stiles,” Derek said with a laugh, wrapping an arm around Stiles middle and pulling him to his chest, “Behave.”

“Or what?” Stiles asked, turning his head to look at Derek, “Will you punish me.”

“Oh my god get out of my house,” Laura said, pretending to throw up.

“Don’t leave yet!” Cory said, running into the kitchen, “I have to show you my favorite game.”

“What is it?” Stiles asked with a laugh, looking down at Cory.

“Zelda,” He said with a shy smile.

“Dude that game was my favorite when I was a kid,” Stiles said, slapping Derek on the ass as he followed Cory out of the kitchen and back to the living room.

“You found a good one,” Laura told Derek with a soft smile.

“Yeah, I really did.”

RANDOM SENTENCE STARTERS

Two can play at this game

April Fools’ Day… the Snowbaz possibilities are endless. Also: @snowbaz-feda looks great and everyone should go check it out


March 31.

BAZ:

‘What did you do to him?’

Snow’s girlfriend has followed me out of the dining hall, her hands on her hips and her pretty eyes glaring.

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ I say, arching one eyebrow, and it’s true; I have no fucking clue what she’s on about, except that it’s about Snow. Everything is about Snow.

‘So this isn’t your doing?’ Her eyes are still squinted suspiciously.

‘Sadly, I can’t take credit for whatever has befallen Snow, but I’d love to hear about it.’ I pretend that I’m not worried. I tell myself that I’m glad if he’s hurt.

She huffs. ‘Just stay away from him, Baz.’

‘That’s going to be difficult, given that we share a room,’ I drawl. I suppose it’s no use telling her that I can never get far enough away from him. (I can never get close enough, either.)

‘I’m serious. I know you’re enemies and all, but that’s just politics. If you break his heart I swear Penelope will curse you so hard you’ll still be screaming from across the Veil. Hell, I’ll even do it myself.’ She’s practically spitting fire at this point.

‘Wellbelove, what the fuck are you on about?’

She sighs and crosses her arms. ‘Simon broke up with me.’

I try to squash down the hopeful feeling in my chest. It’s not like this is going to do me any good. (Anything is possible). (No, not this.)

‘My condolences,’ I say drily. ‘Or perhaps I should deliver them to Snow.’

‘He broke up with me because of you,’ she snaps. ‘Because of his feelings for you.’

‘Excuse me?’ I try not to let it show on my face. How fast my heart is beating. How much I want this to be true.

‘Just don’t use this to hurt him,’ she insists. ‘That would be low, even for you. Just leave him alone.’

‘Sorry, I’m still stuck on the part where you said Snow has feelings for me?’ My voice sounds too high.

‘Yeah, well, so am I,’ Wellbelove mutters. ‘I mean it, Baz. Don’t hurt him.’

‘What makes you think I can?’ Either Wellbelove is mistaken, or I must be hallucinating. Snow can’t have feelings for me. Snow hates me. He thinks I’m every kind of evil he’s ever known.

‘Because he told me,’ she says. ‘He says he’s in love with you, and I sure hope for his sake that it’s not true. I know you don’t think I’m much of a threat but I promise you, if you hurt someone I care about, I’ll fucking end you.’

‘Right,’ I say. I’m not scared of Wellbelove, but the way she’s looking at me right now, maybe I judged her too quickly. I want to tell her that she doesn’t need to worry, because I’m so in love with Simon Snow that even on good days I think it’s going to kill me, and all of this sounds way too good to be true.

‘I mean it,’ she says, and turns to walk away.

‘Noted,’ I manage to choke out, and now that her back is turned, I let the mask fall. I’m standing rooted to the spot staring after her with what must be a completely shell-shocked look on my face and – Aleister fucking Crowley.

Simon Snow can’t be in love with me. It’s impossible. It’s brilliant.

I look back through the door to the dining hall, and I see Wellbelove walk back to her table, and I realise Snow has been watching for her to come back.

Wait. There’s something I’m missing.

Why would she tell me that Snow has feelings for me, if she thinks I’m going to use it to hurt him?

And then I remember. Today is the last day of March. And that means tomorrow…

I draw in a sharp breath. It feels like I’ve been kicked in the gut. Fuck him. I fucking believed her, even if it was just for a minute. Fuck him for doing this to me. I want to march in there and drag him out of his chair and beat the living daylights out of him (I don’t. I don’t want to hurt him). I want to break down and cry, right here in front of the entire school. Natasha Pitch’s son, the vampire, a heartbroken, sobbing mess.

Alright. Fine, Snow. Fucking fine.

Two can play at this game.


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FUNNY STORY so I made a valentine for a friend a while ago and said friend posted it on twitter and tagged Cam, without telling me. he found it and RTed it and not even half an hour later I get a message from him and his fiancée telling me how much they love my art, and would I do a piece for them? you bet your ass I said yes - Gasson Hall at Boston College, acrylic on canvas, 12hrs total work time. they arranged to have me come down after the game at Verizon yesterday so I could give it to him. I was nervous as hell and this man who is clearly older sees me and smiles and says “oh! you must be scout! hi there, I’m Mr. Atkinson, Cam’s dad! nat [fiancée] told me you’d be here!” and he just picks up a conversation with me like it’s nothing. luckily my mom knows more New England lore than I do. Cam comes up and looks for us and the first thing he does is grin and go “hi!!” and then apologize for not being able to grab me a stick from the game before they packed them up. we talk for a while about college and the pride tape thing and the scooter gang and he’s just marveling at the painting the entire time, I was about ready to die, ok. i mentioned I didn’t own an NHL jersey yet and he’s like UM we need to fix that send us your address! it was so cute. he made sure to give me a hug and was like “we need to get a picture together!” and WOW I was exceptionally anxious but Cam Atkinson is the sweetest human being and everything worked out and now my art is going on the wall of their house!!! WHAAAAAAAAAAT

Writing tip:

The “Yes and…”/”No, but…” game.

Okay, so I’ve been thinking about this a lot. Now please don’t think this is me trying to tell you how to write. It’s not. It’s just a tip you COULD use if you wanted to. In no way is this meant to be condescending or whatever. I’m just no good at explaining things, so I go into more detail. I do mention it later on but I’ll say it now anyway; this does not just qualify for DIALOGUE you can use this method for anything. This is just the basics of the game. Now, let’s get to it.

I’ve had it happen to me a few times where I’m left staring at at a reply thinking, “okay… now what??” Then I thought of acting. I know it’s off subject … but bear with me on this;

In some acting classes I did, we played this game called the “yes and..”/”no, but…” game and It really does apply with writing too. Usually, with the “yes and…” game you’re not allowed to say no. You’re also not allowed to just say yes and leave it at that. When doing this you’re giving your partner more to go off of. The story isn’t a dead end. Now, this isn’t me saying this applies with ALL threads, nor am I saying this just applies to dialogue. It doesn’t. Though saying that the CONCEPT can still be useful

For example; If my partner writes something like “Is that your dog?” and my reply is “Yes.” Chances are my partner will be left thinking, “okay… now what?” BUT if my reply went something like this… “Yes and his name is Jupiter.” At least then my partner has something more to go from. They could then question the dogs name, or compliment it. See where I’m going with this?? You wouldn’t even need to say and that’s just the basic idea behind it. It could be a case of something like this.

“Is that your dog?”
“Yes. Would you like to pet him?” 

Again, this gives my partner something to answer, even if it’s only small. The conversation has motive to continue rather than coming to a stop. Okay, so that was “Yes and…” now for “No, but…” The reason I brought this game into it is because it’s PRETTY unlikely that your character is never going to say no.

Your character has EVERY right to say no. Though saying that, when you’re character is being shut down constantly by another, it’s hard to keep threads going. Instead of risking you’re partner going, “this is going nowhere.” Or “I’m not getting anywhere with this and it’s just going in circles,” ADD TO THE NO. Even if the no is METAPHORICAL.

For example; If my partner says something like “Would you like to get coffee with me?” and my reply was simply, “no.” I’m pretty sure their character would just want to walk away like, “well… okay.” BUT if I were to say something like, “no, but there’s a pizza place near by that I’ve been dying to try out.” Already you can see the conversation can be added to. Again; you don’t HAVE to say “but.” The conversation could go something like this;

“Would you like to get coffee with me?”
“No.” He takes a beat before looking around, “how about an ice cream instead?” 

My character still said no, but there was something added to keep the conversation going. I know this is probably obvious points, I’m sure it is. I’m also sure everyone probably knows these ideas anyway, but I’ve still had replies shut down. Threads that reached a dead end because you can’t break through a conversation. So, I just thought I’d give a little idea that could maybe help if anyone needed it.

Hope this helps!! 

Beautiful - Jughead Jones

xfightxthexfairiesx said:

Could you maybe do a jughead x reader where betty and veronica want the reader to tryout for cheerleading with them but shes to self concious too because she think shes not pretty or skinny enough to be one. Then maybe jughead tells her how he thinks she beautiful and society tries to make everyone think they have to look like a supermodel to be pretty. If there can be alot of fluff that would be great. And then she decides to try out and she makes the team. Thanks

Originally posted by thejugheadjones


This was so fun to write! I just wanted to say before you start reading that if you are struggling with your looks, gender, sexuality and that makes you feel bad, everyone is going through this too. Some have made it through it already and some are still struggling. If you need to talk to someone you can message me. You’re wonderful.

It started as a joke, something you would’ve never done unless it was in some hypothetical universe where you just weren’t you. Where you weren’t ugly or fat, instead where you were skinny and beautiful. There were unspoken rules that cheerleaders had to be the best of the best; beyond pretty and gorgeous. The whole idea of joining seemed impossible, but with Veronica and Betty breathing down your neck, it was hard to say ‘no’. So you didn’t, instead you just avoided the two girls all day. Somehow you managed this feat and made it through the day without joining the cheerleading squad. Granted, the tryouts weren’t until tomorrow so you would have yet another day of avoiding your friends.

When school ended, you went straight home and didn’t dare move from your room in the fear your friends would see you out and about. With boredom nipping at your heels, you found yourself thinking about your looks, then criticizing your figure in the mirror. Too big there, too jiggly here, you started to judge every limb and appendage. At first, you didn’t even notice the tears in your eyes, until one started to roll down your cheek. You quickly wiped it anyway, marking down another thing you hated about yourself: too sensitive. You weren’t as strong or as stunning as the celebrities on the internet and the TV screens, no, you were just below average you. Before anymore poisonous thoughts could enter your brain, you heard your phone go off. You walked over to your desk where it was and saw that it was your neighbor, Jughead Jones. You felt a sense of relief that it wasn’t Veronica or Betty.

Jughead : Hey can I come over? I don’t understand this geometry homework.

You : Sure, but I don’t know how much help I’ll be.

Jughead : Okay, be there in two.

You turned towards your window and saw Jughead leaving his room in the house across from yours. His family had lived in the house across from yours as long as you could remember. You had been friends since the first grade, when the Jones’ family moved in. You walked back over to the mirror and an horrid idea struck you. From this angle, Jughead could’ve had the perfect view to see you standing in front of the mirror, to see how upset you were. A pit grew in your stomach as you heard your front door open a shut, followed by the sound of Jughead running up your stairs.

You turned as your friend opened the door, barely making eye contact. You noticed his hands were empty and your heart fell. “Where’s your Geometry book?” You asked hopefully, trying to pretend that there was a chance he didn’t see you judging yourself in the mirror. You glanced up from his hands and saw his steady gaze. “Do you really think about my Geometry homework?” You swallowed at his words and your shoulders sagged. “There are these things,” he started, walking over to your window, “called curtains, that if you want to judge yourself in private you can just…” He reached up and gently pulled on one of your curtains, blocking the view of his bedroom window. “I wasn’t, I was just,” you stumbled over your words.

“I overheard the new girl trying to convince to join the Riverdale Vixens,” he said, faking school spirit by waving his hands with minimal effort. “I assume, you and your mirror were having a conversation about it.” You knew that there was no fooling Jughead, he could read you like a book. No lie could cover your bad self image and he wouldn’t buy it anyway. “I’m not pretty enough,” you whispered, feeling tears in the corners of your eyes. Jughead took a step towards you, leaning down to look into your face, “Say again?” You almost started to sob, “Jug, please don’t,” but your friend wasn’t having it. He placed his hands on your shoulders, slowly turning you to look into the mirror. “Now,” he murmured in your ear, “say it again.” You stared at your reflection, studying the features that you so hated. You were about to say it, but with Jughead looking at you with those eyes, you just couldn’t. You felt his hands travel from your shoulders, down your arms, and to your waist where they wrapped around your middle. You back rested against his chest and he rested his chin on top of your head. “You are so beautiful Y/N. Nothing can worth changing yourself for.” You turned in his arms to face him now and felt your cheeks grow hot at the closeness, “Jug…” He was just staring at you now, mesmerized by every detail.

“You’re so lovely, don’t let the world make you think you’re not,” his hand was on the side of your face, with his fingers in your hair. He was so utterly taken by your grace, he had been since grade school. It was killing him that you didn’t see yourself as he did and he was desperate to make you see it; but now wasn’t the time. He backed away a little, pulling his hand away from your face, “You should try out, you’ll blow them away Y/N.” You snapped out of your puppy-love induced daze and nodded. “T-thank you, Jug. I will.” He gave you a bright smile that met his green eyes. He opened his mouth once more, most likely to mention your shared moment, but he phone started to ring. He picked it out of his pocket and scowled at the screen. “I gotta go,” he said, walking towards the door, “but I’ll see you at the game, and you’ll be in a snazzy uniform.” You let out a laugh as he walked out of the room. When he was gone, you let out a sigh With a renewed sense of confidence, you texted Veronica and Betty.

You : I’ll be seeing you both at tryouts tomorrow, yes?

Veronica : Hell yes!

Betty : This is going to be so fun.


You paced around near the bleachers, pulling your jacket more securely around your shoulders and chest. Jughead had texted you a few hours before the game saying that he’d be near the right side of the bleachers. You stopped your pacing and looked out at the field, wondering if you needed to move. You almost screamed when someone put their hand on your shoulder. “Am I that scary?”

You turned and smiled at Jughead, who wore a playful expression. “How’d tryouts go, you never told me?” He asked with raised eyebrows. You bit your bottom lip, giving him a sly smile. “Did you not-” you cut him off by pulling the sides of your over sized jacket away from your body. He smiled when he saw the cheerleading uniform, “See what did I tell ya!”   

You blushed but before you could say anything you heard a whistle go off. “I believe that’s your que, River Vixen.” You gave him another smile and was about to walked away when you spun around. You faced Jughead, planting a hand on his face, pulling him in. Your lips met softly, but as soon as he put a hand to your waist, the kiss became frenzied. You pulled away breathless but smiling widely, “I’ll see you after the game, Jughead.” You murmured and Jughead just nodded dumbly. “See you later, beautiful.” He said and your felt a blush rise to your cheeks. You walked away then, leaving a smile on Jughead’s face.

The Better Rogers

Summary: In which a football game with all of the Avengers helps you determine who’s the better Rogers.

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Word Count: 2,212

A/N: This one is especially written for the forever beautiful @beccaanne814-blog ! Becca, my love, I hope you are having an amazing day because that’s exactly what you deserve. I’m so grateful to have you in my life and I hope you enjoy this! 

Originally posted by boston-boy-evans

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Are you sure you want to do this?“ You counter, lips tilting up into a smirk.

“Okay.” Steve shrugs, adjusting the sleeves of the red shirt that was made especially for this occasion. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

“Y/N!” Tony yells from across the field. He has his arms crossed over his chest and his frown is visible even from this distance. “Stop fraternizing with the enemy!”

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anti: joy of creation - a theory

(**before reading any further, this theory contains spoilers for the ending of the fnaf fan game ‘joy of creation’.)

so i was talking with @lum1natrix before and we discussed about the correlation between the game and jack/anti. but i just wanted add a few more things into the mix. 

jack recently changed his twitter bio to this, and i’m under the impression that jack finished his playthrough of joy of creation. why? well, in the last level of the game, (spoilers below) you play as scott, the creator of fnaf, in the attic. and the further you play that level, the more you see the house getting set on fire.

but the last cut scene, you see scott trying to escape out of his burning attic, talking to a radio, sobbing and begging, “promise me you won’t hurt them!”, meaning his family. this is where ‘emotional’ and ‘arsonist’ come into play. then, scott gets taken by a mysterious man/animatronic.

could this be a possibility that this is just some big reference, like jack is scott and anti is whatever that is after him? and jack saying “promise me you won’t hurt them”, with ‘them’ being a reference to us?

in the last cut scene, ‘scott’ repeats himself, saying to his family, “you’re safe now, that’s all that matters.”, but his voice becomes more and more robotic with each time he repeats. this could possibly be anti having taken over jack, posing as him, and telling us that everything is fine.

but it’s the last quote of the game that tripped @lum1natrix and i up. in the game, the voice says “see, they’re safe now. just as you wanted… thank you for your cooperation, scott cawthon.” theory? that’s something anti would say to jack after having taken over him, saying that the community is ‘safe’ and he thanks jack for allowing for him to take over.

also, just another little coincidence (which might not be anything idk but), jack reblogged this post and added ‘a storm is coming’ in the tags. coincidentally enough, joy of creation takes place during a rain storm.

not to mention, jack started using red lights?

i dunno about you, but i typically correlate red with fire. so… could the burning of jack’s channel already have begun?

kagenoyurei  asked:

Hi, I saw your ask saying you ship togakure and I was wondering if I could request a drawing of them if it's not too much trouble? Hagakure's my favorite character from the first game and I really like your art style so I'm interested to see how you draw him. Thanks for your time and I hope you have a nice day 😊

have fun!!

y’all can send me more requests btw 👌👀

Company (m) - 01

➢ parts: one - two || Masterlist

∟for two members of a world where broken promises are mended with spilt blood and contracts of a persons fate are sealed over a drink, from time to time it’s more than alright to mix business and pleasure.

or, sometimes all you want is a bit of company. 

mafia/hitman au
smut, violence, romance
・chapter warnings/graphic content: thigh riding, mentions of violence
word count: 4,421

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