i don't expect my friends to freak out like this though

anonymous asked:

Hi!! Any "we've been talking online but don't know each other" sterek fics? Or "I'm in love with this online dude but it's actually my friend the whole time/or he's been in front of me the whole time" sterek fics? Or anything close to this sort of trope?

Got a bit of both for you!  -Emmy

Originally posted by nitratediva

When You’re Ready by Julibean19 

(3,008 I Mature I Complete)  *veteran!derek, disabled!derek, librarian!stiles, online dating

He wasn’t going to do it again.  He wasn’t going to let another date look at him in horror.  Derek refused to be seen as a freak.  He was just going to find a new job, move out of his parent’s house, and die alone.  

“Just one more date Derek, please!” Laura begged, following him down the stairs and waving her phone at his back.  

“I said no!  You don’t know what it’s like,” Derek muttered, suddenly defeated.

“I know babe,” Laura told him, coming up to wrap an arm around her little brother, standing up on her tippy toes until she could lay her head on his shoulder.  “But look at this guy.  He’s gorgeous.”

Derek couldn’t resist a quick glance at the dating app.  Damnit.  Laura was right, as always.  The guy was gorgeous.  A mole dotted face with an adorably upturned nose smirked at him from behind a pair of square framed glasses, and he could feel his resolve crumbling.

(500) Days of Sitting in Front of the Computer by orphan_account

(4,115 I Teen I Complete)  *gamer!stiles, gamer!derek

The boy, Stiles Stilinski, had always been into MMORPGs. The other boy, Ithuriel, had always been into MMORPGs as well, albeit secretly. The Alpha, Derek Hale, was possibly the object of Stiles’s affections. One day, Stiles met Ithuriel.

But be warned, this is not a tragedy in which Derek Hale saves Stiles’s virtue from Ithuriel. That would be ridiculous.

This is a love story.

Catfish by ericaismeg 

(9,165 I General I Complete)  *online dating, alive!hale family

“You make it difficult for a guy to get a date in this town, Danny,” Stiles says.

Danny snorts. “You do not have to follow the Guy Code for people I’ve only gone on one shitty date with, you know.”

OR: the one where Stiles gets Erica to sign him up on OK Cupid and tries some online dating. Also, maybe circumstances lead him to hanging out with his crush more than he expected?

Do You Wanna Date my Avatar?  by Renmackree 

(18,399 I Teen I Complete)   *gamers, online dating, online relationship

Scott frowned, grabbing the game case and reading it out loud.

“Become the Hero you’ve always wanted to be. Battle monsters, witches, dragons, and all the mythical beasts of the World of Fantasy. Play as a Human, Elf, Dwarf and other special races included in the basic game. Stiles this so stupid. Who the hell would want to play as a Werewolf?” Scott threw the game back on the bed and leaned back in the chair.

Baader-Meinhof Phenomenon by secondstar 

(21,317 I Explicit I Complete)   *online friendship, highschool au

Being a teenager sucks. Being a werewolf teenager sucks even more. With a life full of holding back who he really is, not having any privacy whatsoever, and the seemingly sudden appearance of one Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale’s life just got a whole lot harder.

I Should Meet You Because I Love You by derekstilinski 

(22,573 I Mature I Complete)

Derek and Stiles meet online, and then in real life.

For Science by grimm, Tsuminoaru 

(35,959 I Explicit I Complete)  *college au, craigslist, werewolves known, minor Deucalion/Stiles

From his textbooks, Stiles had gotten the impression that vampires had a weird, stretched out look to them — slightly too-long limbs and pale skin. This guy, though, he looked human, broad-shouldered and clearly muscular even under a loose sweatshirt. He wasn’t pale at all, his skin lightly tanned, hair dark, eyes pale. They narrowed at Stiles and Stiles froze as the man looked him up and down, clearly judging him. He must have passed the test, though, because the man kind of shrugged and said, “Take off your clothes.”

On Building a Family from the Ground Up by itschristaleigh (lizleminem) 

(38,455 I Explicit I Complete)  *online dating, kid fic

Erica signs Derek up for an online dating site as a joke. At first, he’s just pissed about it, but then her and Boyd announce they’re getting married and suddenly he really does need a date. Meanwhile, Laura becomes a foster mom, and Derek worries about growing way too attached to kids who are eventually going to be given a new home anyway.

Or, how, five years after the fire, Derek learns to open back up and create his own family from the people who occupy his life now.

Alpha and Omega by XX0Jessie0XX 

(58,579 I Explicit I Complete)  *high school au, omega!stiles, werewolves known, online relationships

High School AU: Derek is the head Lacrosse player at Beacon Hills High School and Stiles is an Omega that no one really knows. Stiles had been talking to someone online and wished they would meet up in real life but he knows it won’t ever happen. He could only wish.

My Heart’s Been Offline by thepsychicclam 

(58,893 I Explicit I Complete)  *famous!hales, online relationships

31/M/New York. Rich, lays in bed all day, likes to read (aka Derek Hale, son of an Oscar winning actress, brother of one obnoxious reality star and one rebellious fashion designer, hates the paparazzi so much he’s a recluse)

26/M/California. Boring office job, likes to read (aka Stiles Stilinski, co-owner of a 100 acre organic farm with his dad and two best friends, writer of obits for a newspaper, has absolutely no life)

Or, where Derek and Stiles meet online, and Stiles has no clue Derek’s part of a famous family.

The Silence Between by GoforthAndConquer 

(66,492 I Explicit I Complete)

When Stiles began volunteering at the Beacon Hills Crisis Center, all he hoped for was to help out kids (like him) that needed somewhere to turn. He didn’t expect to find something that he needed in a stranger’s voice on the other end of the line.

Prior to season one. Mostly canon-compliant.

anonymous asked:

aahhhhh I wish Lucy had a bigger fanbase, I need more content lmao. I don't get why she's not as popular. She has a super cool character design and complex personality, Whats not to love. Also crying bout the lack of atsulucy shippers. atsulucy have lots of genuine interactions and similar pasts. why dont people love themmmmm

Lucy is my all-time-favorite female character and in my opinion one of the best developed female characters in BSD along with Kyouka. I can see why she isn’t as popular as other characters, especially cause the fandom’s main interest are the 2 Double Black partnerships and honestly most characters who aren’t them suffer from this, but she is someone, who can come off as self-centered, petty and rude, which can also gain her hatred from readers and make her maybe less popular. What makes her such a likable character to me though is how those traits of hers are explained through the story and how she is working on them and developing consistently as a person from the moment she appeared till now.

Lucy is introduced as the creepy one-chapter-antagonist, who loathes Atsushi for having in her point of view so much luck for staying in such a loving and caring place unlike her. Lucy constantly fears being thrown out of the Guild if she doesn’t succeed, because the thing she is most afraid of is being left alone. On one hand she loathes other people so much after getting abused, getting treated like a freak for her ability and having nobody else except for Anne, she could rely on. But on the other hand it’s the affection of others and the feeling of being needed what she craves the most.

She even throws her own dignity away just for the sake of staying in the Guild by offering to work as a maid without even really wanting to do so and even after being called worthless by Fitzgerald. What makes her step forward is what Atsushi told her when she was willing to sacrifice the whole city, so that Atsushi would feel the pain she has went trough.

He makes her realize, that her loathing others because she herself got hurt by others is no better than what these people did to her as a child. He inspired her so much, especially because he went trough the same as her and is still acting totally different than her, that she even sacrificed herself, knowing that she might get killed, in order to help Atsushi. In a way she stopped imprisoning herself by loneliness and started working and doing things for herself, as well. 

Lucy is such a relatable character,if not the most relatable female character in this series. She is a girl, who never had had anyone at her side and just wanted someone to be close to. She became a victim of loneliness, hating other humans for making her an outcast, but still craving the attention and caring from them. She is a girl with many flaws, but flaws, that a lot of people can relate to. She is wonderful and all I want for her is to get a place she belongs to and people she can call family.

Other reasons why I love her

  1. OP powers - Anne is just a lovable creep and Lucy’s ability mirrors her flaws and her hardships perfectly
  2. Character design - not only does she look like Anne, I love how she is unconventionally pretty, she is not your standard beauty, She is unique and gorgeous
  3. Interactions -  she bickers with Kyouka, but in the end it was her, who understood Kyouka’s sadness and I just want them to be close friends, please. And let her interact with others more
  4. Atsulucy - this deserve its own spot. Her crush on him is very adorable, Atsushi doesn’t judge her for what she did, but instead understands her and treats her with kindness and she acknowledges it, which is why she will always help him out

At that note, this post  became longer than I expected, but I will always try to spread more love for my beautiful princess <3

anonymous asked:

fs + "The problem is, if I kissed you, I don't think I'd be able to stop" YOU ARE AN AMAZING WRITER MY LORD

Oh my gosh, thank you so much anon!! And thank you for the prompt - there were so many different directions I could’ve gone with it, but this is the one that called out to me the most, so I hope you like it!

*Set in a non-SHIELD AU



Hey Jemma! How have things been? I’m going to be in town this weekend, and I thought it’d be nice to catch up a bit.

With wide, horrified eyes, Jemma scanned the relatively simple text a couple more times before releasing a groan and burying her face in her pillow.

It had been almost a year and a half since she and Isaac had mutually decided to break up; his company had transferred him to another branch halfway across the country, and they’d agreed that keeping up the relationship long distance wasn’t what either of them had wanted at the time. Before the break-up, however, they’d been going strong, and it was the last serious relationship she’d had – but, she kept up with him on social media, and she knew that he had a gorgeous new girlfriend.

Of course, when the subject arose, she could just tell him that she’d been focusing on work, or was simply uninterested in a relationship at the moment – she could even respond to his text by telling him that she was too busy to meet up at the moment, even though it was a blatant lie.

But, they truly had had a wonderful relationship, even if it hadn’t lasted long, and she didn’t want to miss an opportunity to catch up with an old friend just because she was embarrassed to admit she hadn’t had a serious boyfriend since theirs ended (or because she was afraid that he’d think she was still into him, which was infinitely worse).

So, what was she to do, then?

Sighing in indecision, Jemma rolled over onto her side, where her gaze landed on her nightstand. There, sitting beside her alarm clock, was the framed picture she and Fitz had taken together on their trip to Peru last summer, wide grins plastered on their faces.

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poison peanuts

JILY CHALLENGE | @ofjamesandlily​ vs @hiddenpolkadots
            alien au + prompt:

I was meant to only come to Earth to get information about humans so my race could figure out how to dominate the planet but I think I’m falling in love with my test subject, shit

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“And then he threw the cupcake away? Right after you said they had peanuts?”

The voice through the intercom came slightly garbled but it wasn’t anything she couldn’t understand.

“Yes. He seemed startled. I asked him why he did that and he said, ‘I’m so sorry, I really appreciate the gesture, but I’m allergic to peanuts.’”

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Why I hate Rose Tyler

I don’t like Rose because she’s selfish, unlikable, self-centered, entirely codependent on The Doctor, many of her actions is like that of a sociopath and she never develops as a character at all and really if there is one person in all of Doctor Who who does not have a life outside The Doctor it’s Rose. She was likable with Nine(despite that she treated Mickey like shit) but annoyingly obsessive with Ten. She may be a good companion for Nine and Ten but she treats people like playthings then tosses them away like they’re nothing to her unless it suits bringing her closer to her precious Doctor. Because of Rose leaving the fans wouldn’t give Martha(who is an awesomely underrated companion) a chance and treat her like an abomination. She pretty much turned Ten from a ancient alien who travels the universe for fun into a love sick human with emotions and the forced unbearable romance between her and Ten which then resulted in fans going “OMG Rose is the only one true love for The Doctor” I’m sick of it, I’m sick of the fans and I’m sick of Rose Tyler.

Maybe I should explain. At first I liked her in the beginning, she was a good companion to Nine in series 1 but after a while she just seems so bad as a companion. There are sometimes where I like her like from stopping The Doctor from killing the last Dalek something he might regret(well not really since The Fifth Doctor regretted not killing The Daleks when he had the chance and The Seventh Doctor manipulated Davros into blowing up Skaro and talked a Dalek into killing itself), she saved The Doctor from The Daleks, she saved Jack and that allowed him to change Torchwood in The Doctor’s name and for the better, she saved Donna in Turn Left and brought Donna back to The Doctor to warn him, she stopped “The Beast(refuse to call this Satan because there would at least be interesting dialogue between The Doctor and Satan), and she did make him better(not really since The Doctor is and has always been a mysterious mad alien anti-hero who travels the universe for fun) in a way. But let’s get to why I don’t like her. Okay at first she seems perfectly normal. She has a good job, a mother and boyfriend who loves her but one fateful day when The Autons appear she meets The Doctor. The problem? She may love The Doctor but she treats people like playthings and tosses them aside when she’s done with them. How she treats Mickey. For series 1 she has this stupid boy on her string and he is so hopeless that he doesn’t know or has any choice or say in the matter. While he was her boyfriend she ran off with a stranger she just met, left him alone without so much as a goodbye and he was to blamed for her year of absence, everyone including Jackie thought he killed her (‘cause really, it’s a bloody MIRACLE that Mickey’s still alive after that long given how Britain can be in situations like that, especially when it’s a black man accused of killing a white woman). and when she see’s him all she says is “I was gonna call you and I’m sorry” at that moment it made me impossible to like her. and she gets all whiny when he says he moved on because she expects him to wait for her like a loyal lapdog wow just wow. Jackie her mother. She leaves her without so much as a goodbye, lets her worry for a year,  she can’t trust Jackie enough to just tell her where she’s been. She doesn’t have to tell the police or whoever else, just her mum. And she doesn’t. Nor does she ever thank Mickey for keeping her secret for a whole FREAKING YEAR and ruining his life! That’s some freaking dedication. That guy needs a medal. and finally The Doctor. At times Doctor/companions romance is love/hate for me but the bad thing in Rose’s case is they shove it down our throats. 99% of the time, The Doctor or someone else had to rescue Rose, or if she did the rescuing, she screwed up things worse than before. From a psychological perspective, with The Doctor just returning from the Time War because of this dependency thing. He HAS to rescue her, without killing her. Now Nine and Rose together I liked because Nine and Rose brought out the best in each other where Ten and Rose brought out the worst in each other. But I found this on why I find Ten/ Rose unbearable “I think That Rose took the war-torn, conscienceless Ninth Doctor and helped him realize his human side. Then the human-like Tenth Doctor and Rose became arrogant and started to think of themselves as gods. That is why The Tenth Doctor is unbearable to me. You know, surprisingly enough, I was just thinking about this a while back and I realised what was bothering me about Ten and Rose’s relationship; and why the majority of us can see it was so toxic for both of them. Not only was Rose attempting to treat Ten like a human, Ten was attempting to treat Rose like a Time Lady. Think about it for a moment. Anyone who’s watched Classic Who as well as New Who will get what I mean immediately. Ten treats Rose exactly like he treated Romana. Which he should never have done. Sometimes he puts Rose in situations requiring abilities and intelligence far beyond human capabilities. And Rose tries, because, like a lot of The Doctor’s companions, she wants to impress him and make him proud. But Rose can’t do the majority of these things, and it’s not fair of The Doctor to have made her attempt them. It allowed Rose to put unrealistic expectations upon herself And over time, you see The Doctor realizes this. But he can’t bring himself to stop until it’s too late and Rose refuses to leave him for her own safety. This is the fault of Ten. He’s become too human-like and thinks Rose is now his equal, like Romana was to him previously. But The Doctor is not human and Rose is not Time Lord. They are not equals. This is even more saddening when you bring the time-locking of Gallifrey into it. The Doctor is desperate for someone to be like him, survivors guilt, he doesn’t want to be alone. Rose’s fault is she wanted The Doctor to be human. The Doctor’s fault is he wanted Rose to be a replacement for his lost people, so, with the hive mind of a Time Lord, he adapted to what Rose wanted. And Rose wanted a forever, and that could never be.”  I may ship certain Doctors with certain companions(Three x Jo, Four x Romana, Five x Nyssa, Six x Peri, Eight x Charley, Nine x Rose, Eleven x River and The Doctor x TARDIS) but I just prefer to the idea of the original director during the First Doctor’s era that The Doctor should be and should remain asexual and it just feels wrong and out of character that The Doctor falls in love with his companions, to me it should just be best friends traveling time and space in The TARDIS like Sarah Jane Smith, Ace,  and Donna Noble.

Now let’s talk about the things she does episode wise that isn’t the way she treats Mickey, Jackie and The Doctor.  Father’s Day. I hate this episode because I hate her. So Rose saves her dad, something that the Doctor told her she couldn’t ever do. And yeah, if my dad died and I had a chance to save him, I would want to as well. She isn’t evil or bad for wanting to save him, she’s just stupid for actually doing it. When the Doctor tells her he’s going to leave, she says, “You don’t scare me! You’ll come back!” like she’s so fucking entitled that he’s beholden to her. And when she finally realizes what she’s done, she gives him a half-assed apology because she knows that’s all she has to give him.

Bad Wolf/Parting of the Ways. She’s not too bad in this, except for raping the TARDIS and all. She does genuinely want to help the Doctor and Jack save the people on Satellite 5 and she does listen to what the Doctor tells her to do, except for the whole stay home part. And now, I”m going to give her a little leeway right here. Because if I was in that situation, I’d try whatever I could to save the Doctor too. That makes sense. But the poor TARDIS is like “Um, sweetie, no.” and Rose doesn’t listen. And no, I’m not going to blame her for the Doctor regenerating because she wouldn’t have known that was going to happen. That isn’t her fault. She was trying to help.

But when the Doctor DOES regenerate, she refuses to accept it. And yeah, I admit that it would be weird and probably scary if you didn’t know it was coming. And not to mention confusing. But she spends the whole Christmas episode whining to her mom about how he left her. He explained this to you, he’s the same person. AND HELLO, HE DID IT TO SAVE YOUR LIFE, YOU UNGRATEFUL TWAT.

And season 2 is when she starts getting really bad. I can deal with her in season 1, but I can’t even watch season 2 because of her. In Tooth ANd Claw she makes a bet with Ten that she can make the Queen say "I am not amused” yeah this would be funny if it wasn’t for the fact that there was an assassination plot AND A FUCKING WEREWOLF THAT WAS FUCKING KILLING PEOPLE! She’s mildly annoying up until School Reunion, when we see the brilliant Sarah Jane Smith return. Rose gets stupidly defensive for no reason, like she should be the only one who’s ever traveled with the Doctor. She knows how old he is, it’s not ridiculous that he’d be friends with other people. Get over it. She treats Sarah Jane terribly because of this. To her credit, they’re friends at the end, but that doesn’t discount the way that Rose acted.

And then we have The Girl In The Fireplace. Rose gets pissy because the Doctor finds himself friends with Madame de Pompadour. Rose obviously feels threatened by her, because she treats her like crap too. And now Mickey is with the group, though Rose is basically still ignoring him. (The Doctor does feel some attraction to her, but Madame de Pompadour is freaking brilliant.) And she doesn’t treat Rose the way that Rose treats her.

And in the two Cybermen episodes, she gets clingy over her dad (who isn’t her dad) who she thinks is also beholden to her in someway. He isn’t her real dad, but she acts like he should adopt her or something. She assumes he’s going to automatically accept her, and when he doesn’t, she gets all hurt like it’s his fault. And then, she suddenly gets upset when Mickey leaves, like she actually cared whether he was there or not.

Fast forward to The Impossible Planet, where the Doctor is faced with the most horrifying thing imaginable: living a normal life. Rose automatically decides they’re going to be living together, something that The Doctor doesn’t say anything about. The idea of being forced into one place and time is something he hates, but she’s happy to back him into a corner as long as she gets her fairytale.

And oh god, Love and Monsters. Rose gets mad at Alton for upsetting her mum. UM, WHO HAS BEEN THE ONE UPSETTING HER MUM FOR THE LAST TWO SEASONS? AND TREATING HER LIKE SHIT? Oh yeah, Rose has.

And Doomsday. She was trying to help the Doctor save the world and got trapped in the parallel universe. Okay. She gets credit. Credit where credit is due. EXCEPT HOLY GOD, THE BEACH SCENE. “I can’t come to the beach and see you, if I do it will blow a hole in spacetime and both universes will collapse.”

And what’s her answer? “So?”

SO?!?!?!? FUCKING ‘SO’? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? “I don’t care about killing my family and trillions and trillions of people, destroying all the planets everywhere and taking away all the days that never came, I just want to hug you.”

REALLY? Okay, I get that you’re sad. I’d be sad too. But I wouldn’t jeopardize the future of my family and two universes for fucking sentiment. And, FYI, she’d be killing the Doctor too. He kind of lives in one of those universes.

AND REALLY Rose was prepared to leave her mother, father and Mickey in a parallel universe. She was willing to throw away her family, friends and old life just to be with her precious Doctor. Hell Rose would sacrifice everyone, anything and everything in the universe to be with her precious Doctor and you know it’s fucking true.

So, fast forward to the end of season 4. She is responsible for Donna’s death in Turn Left. She whines and complains that Martha is there with the other companions and she isn’t but that’s not what gets me about Rose in series 4.  She builds a fucking dimension cannon to do EXACTLY WHAT THE DOCTOR TOLD HER NOT TO. I am 100% convinced that if Davros & The Daleks weren’t involved with series 4, then it would be Rose’s fault that the universes are collapsing and the stars are going out because Rose couldn’t stay put, she couldn’t be content and so codependent and so sociopathic that she’d be willing to sacrifice trillions and billions of lives just so she could be with her precious Doctor. But anyway, she builds the cannon and jumps back to her original universe. She puts trillions of people in danger, AGAIN, because she can’t live without her man. And then she gets a stupidly undeserved happy ending.

People often complain that Moffat’s companions have no life outside The Doctor, but really? They do. ALL the New Who companions have lives outside The Doctor except for Rose. If there is anyone in all of New Who who does not have a life outside The Doctor, it’s Rose Tyler. That’s right the very first companion of New Who and the one that most of you love and the one I absolutely despise has no life outside The Doctor. Now why do I think this? Now before The Doctor she DID have a life outside The Doctor but her job at the shop ended when the Autons attacked. But ever since The Doctor? Nothing she has had no life outside The Doctor. Oh sure she may go visit Jackie from time to time but other than that? She has nothing. She is clingy and obsessive over The Doctor. In Doomsday she was practically insulting herself, putting down her old life and acted like she didn’t matter till she met The Doctor(and people call Moffat sexist) and she practically told Jackie that the 19 years of life she gave her didn’t matter and all she needed was The Doctor, all she needed was a man! She has no character arc, she has no development, she does not care for ANYONE except The Doctor, she treats everyone who is not The Doctor like puppets on a string as a means to an end to help her get to The Doctor and tosses people like old used toys when she’s done with them, she acts like her old life, Jackie and Mickey do not matter, and she was willing to destroy billions and trillions of lives just so she could be with The Doctor

 I’m sorry if I offended any fans of Rose but I really don’t like Rose, I liked her when she was traveling with Nine but that’s it. I liked Billie Piper as The Moment’s Conscience and the sassy personality it had(and wish Rose was more like it) I like Billie as an actress and a singer. Again I’m sorry if this offends her fans but I just don’t like Rose.

Their Reaction To Someone Close To Them Being Pregnant
  • Italy: He would so excited, this little Italian would practically explode! Italy would shower the expecting couple with so many gifts, they probably wouldn't have to buy anything. And he would do this even before the baby shower
  • Germany: Doitsu would give them the couple's best regards and send them a nice card with a gift card or gift certificate along with it. If Germany was close to the mother, he would take care of her when the father isn't around.
  • Japan: Japan would be unfazed by the news, because couples usually want children. But being the nice friend or relative he is, he would send them a nice little cute gift, like a good luck charm or a dream catcher for the baby.
  • America: PARRRRTAAAAAYY!!! WOOO! America would totally throw them this huge party and invite everyone he knew to it! Who cares if the couple doesn't know who that random guy is, these people are about to have a fREAKING AWESOME KID YO!!
  • England: Mr. Bushy Brows would be really happy for the couple! He would knit a little blanket for the baby when he/she was born. England would want to protect the baby with all costs, so he might even perform some black magic to keep demons away from the young child.
  • France: He would say "Ah, the magic of love~" when he first hears of the news. Then, France would go to a baby store and find the most beautiful baby things ((no matter what gender they were for cause he doesn't care about gender roles)) and buy them.
  • Russia: My baby would be so confused because he wouldn't understand that you are supposed to give the couple a gift or two at the baby shower. When he does hear the news, he would be slightly flustered, but happy at the same time! Russia would also go and consult Ukraine about the entire situation.
  • China: China would squeal in delight once he finds out that whomever is expecting. He would go on and on about how cute the baby would be and that the baby would grow up to be the nicest and sweetest kid in the world. He would go out and buy the cutest little things he can find for the parents and the baby.
  • Canada: This quiet Canadian would smile and say,"Congratulations!". Then he would find baby accessories with maple leaves and moose on it. Canada would give them maybe $500 dollars because he feels very happy for the couple and they need all they can get.
  • Prussia: "THAT'S AWESOOOOOOOOME!!!" would be Prussia's first reaction. He would go on and on how the child would be so awesome, but not as awesome as him of course. Somehow, Prussia would also find a shirt that says awesome with an arrow pointing up. He would even go as far as giving them an unbelievable amount of money because "An awesome baby needs an awesome amount of money from the awesome me~"
  • Romano: At first, Roma might even seem to care. Cause to him "babies happen". But really on the inside he was really happy for the couple and slightly wished that he could have a kid of his own. Oh tsunderes. Since he could "care less" he "wouldn't buy a gift and have Spain give it to the couple" cause he doesn't care.
  • Spain: Spain would be totally chill about it. He would also have a ton of fun shopping too, and he would force Romano to come along. Spain would literally spend 3 hours deciding what color he liked better and the robe that he was getting for, not his, but someone else's child.
  • Austria: Austria would say something snarky like "I knew it would happen sometime soon". And a week before the baby shower he would say "Oh yeah so and so are having a baby shower next week" and go out to Babies 'R' Us and buy the most expensive item there without even knowing it.
  • Hungary: She would literally be bouncing off the walls when she hears the news. Hungary may even pass out of excitement. Hungary would pamper the mother so the father can have a break from time to time, and she would buy cute little stuffed animals for the baby when she has free time.
  • Switzerland: Switzy would seem like he doesn't care that much at first ((just like Romano)), but slowly he begins to realize that having a baby is a big step in life. So instead of buying baby things at a story, cause you know spending money is a sin to him, he would try and make blankets and stuffed bunnies to the best of his ability. And when the father is away, he would protect the mother at all costs.
  • Liechtenstein: Liechtenstein would be very sweet and kind about it. She would always ask if the couple needs any help with anything, and would offer do run and get groceries and all of those little things that she can do to help. For a gift, Liechtenstein would give them a stuffed owl for the baby, which she hopes he/she will love forever.
  • Ukraine: She would be very happy for the couple, and may even start tearing up about it. Since she doesn't have a lot of money, Ukraine would make a scarf for the little baby just like she did for Russia. But when she goes to give the gift to the couple, she forgot that she couldn't see them because her boss told her not to and would run away crying and very upset.
  • Belarus: Belarus would literally not care at all. Even though it's the beginning of a new life, she would simply disregard it because she has better things to focus on in life. But after being pestered by Ukraine for a while, she gives in and decides to give the couple a coat for the baby, because you don't want him/her catching a cold and getting sick.

randomdestielfangirl  asked:

(1/3)Oh yes I totally and completely agree with you about how shocking it is to send hate to him or his family over this. I may bitch about it on my blog, but I would never tweet stuff at him or send him hate because that is really crossing a line. Getting to the point though, I don't know what to make of Jensen sometimes. He's so different in a J2 panel compared to a Cockles one. It's like he's this bromanly-back slappy straight dude with Jared but it somehow seems fake, in a way?

(2/3) And with Misha he’s so unguarded and normal. Remember the JIBCON video with him hunched over Misha? He voluntarily brought up a slightly raunchy fanart of them with towels around their waists. And he seemed.. okay with it? In every video where Misha’s present, he’s adoringly staring at him, he speaks of Misha affectionately in autos, in photo ops everywhere. But in a J2 panel it’s like he’s a different person entirely.

(3/3) Which is why I think he’s perfectly tuned into what his audience wants and the normal J2 panel fan is well, not too much of a Cas/Misha fan. So he plays into what they want to hear, in way. This will never stop, as Creation is never going to let go of their golden goose. So that’s why I don’t want people to bring up Misha/Destiel/Cas much in a J2 panel. Not that it’s shameful to ask about, but he just won’t answer right. He freaks, says something dismissive and there’s wank. Every time.

My friend, now that you bring these things up, I’m going to express an opinion of mine I’ve never wrote down because of reasons.

Disclaimer: this is all based on impressions I’ve gotten from the screen of my laptop on my desk in my room. I don’t want to be a hypocrite that criticizes people from making assumptions about Jensen in a post and makes assumptions about Jensen in another post.

Long story short I totally agree with you here.

There are two Jensens at cons: a persona built for a certain audience, and just Jensen. In fact, I think there is a Jensen around Jared and a Jensen around Misha, and I believe that the Jensen around Misha is a genuine, relaxed Jensen, while the Jensen around Jared is not (not fully?) genuine. (I mean in a public setting, I’m sure he’s genuine around Jared when they’re the two of them and friends or families.)

Jensen in J2 panels plays a part. Hell, it’s quite obvious. And it gets especially obvious when the façade slips. I remember the video from a recent con - Jared (who’s totally in tune with the audience) is making jokes about Misha, the fans are laughing. Jensen is fidgeting and looking down, his face clearly expressing discomfort.

I think it’s exactly like you said: the ‘bromanly-back slappy straight dude with Jared’ (perf expression btw) does seem fake. And I think it is. I mean, I’m not saying he doesn’t like Jared, but I believe he does not feel comfortable with the part he’s expected to play alongside Jared in public settings.

In their private lives they often hang around together, with common friends and with their families. They obviously care about each other a lot. But you know what, I think the key is the fact that they feel like brothers. It’s kind of telling, you know? You can be super close to your sibling but you don’t choose everything about them. Sometimes your siblings are very different from you and you might dislike some things about them, but still love them anyway.

Tl,dr, my unpopular opinion: I think Jensen is sometimes uncomfortable around Jared, and is not comfortable with some attitudes of Jared’s.

I am sure Jared is a lovely person, but honestly he does make iffy jokes sometimes. Especially about Misha and, let’s be real, the aspects of Misha that don’t adhere to the model of mainstream masculinity. I’m not saying Jared is homophobic or something, maybe he is maybe he isn’t I don’t know, but sometimes he crosses lines and makes Jensen uncomfortable. Cockles fans often joke about moments in which Jared said something at cons that could be interpreted as outing Jensen, and Jensen made an alarmed face. I don’t think Jared is a bad person but my impression is that he can have the tactfulness of a rhino in a jewelry shop you know? And I also think Jensen feels kinda uncomfortable about the way Jared treats Misha - I mean, they’re friends and all, but sometimes Jared seems to cross some boundaries when Misha is concerned.

Go go back to the fans, yes, I think Jensen is more comfortable around the kind of audience that attends events where Misha is involved. How many homophobic and effemiphobic people do you see acting in front of an audience, and cameras used to upload the videos all over the internet, like Jensen does when he’s with Misha? Let me guess… not many, right?

He puts on a persona around the kind of audience that attends events where Jared is involved. He’s not comfortable being himself there, and he is not comfortable expressing himself. I’m not surprised he gets kinda panicky when inquired around Misha/Cas/Destiel related things in a J2 panel. You’re absolutely right, he is giving the performance J2 fans want from him, and he is not a good enough bullshitter to bullshit his way out of a Destiel question in that kind of setting.

anonymous asked:

Hello precious cinnamon roll! :D I have a fic request if you don't mind. What do you say about meeting tadashi for the first time because you are best friends with one of the gang... Well if this wasn't requested already. Thank you so much! 🙈

“You really need to stop worrying so much, (Name).” Honey smiled at you, a soft laugh bubbling in her throat at your apparent nervousness. “They’ll like you, I’m sure. They’re all really nice.” She smiled reassuringly at you and rubbed your back in a friendly manner, “Expect, Fred is kinda gross so be warned.” She noticed a smile reach onto your cheeks, “Wasabi is a neat freak, GoGo, well, her nickname explains, And Tadashi, he’s really, really nice.”

“Maybe we can do this some other time,” You suggested, knowing that Honey was aware that you disliked meeting new people, “I mean, can we do it another time?”

“If I let that happen, then you’ll find a way out of it. C’mon, (Name). They’re my friends, your my friend. We could be a squad.” She said with a cheerful face. “Doesn’t that sound fun?”

“I…” You shrugged your shoulders and laughed at her childish expression, “I can admit that it sounds fun, okay?”

Honey cupped your left hand with both of hers and squealed softly, “Great!” She said happily, “I feel like you’re really going to like Tadashi. He’s like.” She thought for a moment for a great way to describe him, “The one guy everyone wants to be friends with, but you know he could kick your butt because he’s just toooooo nice all the time. He’s gotta have a downfall, and I imagine that it’s his ability to kick butt.”

You laughed out loud and followed Honey across the street, to a small, home-owned cafe called ‘The Lucky Cat’. You’d seen it many times on your ventures around the city of San Fransokyo, and you’d been inside once. That’s when you met the man who seemed to change everything for you. Dark, almost ebony hair, dark brown eyes and an even complexion. Gorgeous features, if you really thought long and hard about it. But, you never did. Why think about it? It’s just a childish crush. You don’t even know his name. You know nothing about him.

He was being scolded by a woman, most likely the owner, about wearing a hat in front of the customers, and how it was rude. You didn’t get a chance to speak to him, other than ordering your drink and uttering a small ‘thanks’ as you left the cafe. You were sure he didn’t hear your voice, and you were glad you never got his name. Could you imagine what a disaster that would have been? You thought to yourself as Honey lead you along the semi-busy street. Probably would have spilt my drink all over me if he actually talked directly to me.

If you think about it now, and how long ago your ‘meeting’ was, it’d seem absurd but you hoped to see him once again, even if you were going to the cafe to meet the other side of Honey’s friends. You hoped to see him again and get his name, and maybe, something more. “Here we are!” Honey shrilled and opened the front door of the cafe, a small ‘bing ding’ of a bell catching your ears right off the bat. It was a cozy little place, much like you remembered it being. Though, the last time you were in here, it was near Christmas and the decor then surely showed the spirit. It was brought back down to earth, toned colors that brought in happiness and soul, something you found rather relaxing as you took a deep breath in. They’re going to like you, you told yourself, make some new friends.

Honey waved at the group of people bunched around a small, circular table. You smiled as politely as you could as she pressed on your back, urging you forward with her, “Hey, guys! Sorry we’re late. (Name) got distracted on the way over.” She looked down at you, laughing a small bit at your awkward stance. “Oh,” She gasped, “this is (Name). She’s in my home economics class. She’s really shy, so be really nice.” She looked at the boy, wearing what appeared to be a comic book shirt, a beanie cap and a sly smile. Seated next to him was a petite girl, with a purple streak through her already dark hair. And next to her was a broad, very broad chested man with a gentle, reassuring smile. You didn’t get enough time to really soak up details of their faces before Honey was speaking again, “(Name), this is Fred, GoGo, Wasabi…” She came to a slow stop. “Where’s Tadashi?”

“I’m right here.” You perked up at the deep, chesty voice and swallowed softly. You turned slightly, catching eyes with the tall, broad chested man behind you. “I heard, so this is the (Name) we’ve heard so much about?” He held an empty tray in his left hand, his hat turned backwards, apron tightly around his narrow waist and a cute, melt worthy smile on his face. “Nice ta meet cha, I’m Tadashi.” He wiped his free hand off on his apron before holding it out for you. He tried to tone down his nerves, remembering the day he first saw you rather vividly. Of course, with Aunt Cass screaming in your ear about hats and how they’re rude, it was hard to make a first impression and you were gone before you had the chance to say anything to you. This is my chance, he thought.

“Tadashi,” You repeated, finally mustering up enough courage to talk, “nice to meet you.” You grasped his hand, noting right away how calloused it was, especially on the tips of his fingers. You looked into his eyes for a few seconds longer than needed, a glance that he returned without a second thought. Tadashi gazed at you with a small flicker in his eyes as though he was feeling the same way you were inside of your chest. Butterflies, you thought to yourself and didn’t let go of his hand, and even if you wanted to, he seemed to be holding on for dear life. Tadashi, you told yourself, this is too much to be a coincidence. You smiled at him, and it seemed the rest of the group noticed the moment between the two of you.

“It’s like, totally nice to meet you. It’s nice to have another girl in the group,” Fred said without a second thought as Tadashi looked down at him, pulling his hand away from your hesitantly. “I mean like, GoGo and Wasabi could totally date, me and Honey,” He looked at the Latina with playful eyes, “And we all totally saw that moment between our new found bud, (Name) and Tadashi so, I bet they’re gonna end up together.”

“What about Hiro?” Honey said in a soft voice, sitting down. You followed, feeling a sense of friendly spirit from the ground. “He deserves love.”

“He’s got his hand.” Fred snickered and looked up at Tadashi with playful eyes, “I’d like totally get on that,” He whispered to him, looking at you as you began conversing with GoGo. “She’s a total babe.”

A/N- i can totally see a literal story with this prompt, so I sort of wrote it in a way that if you guys wanted, it could continue as a story. So, let me know what you guys think! :D Enjoy.

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TITLE: Don’t Leave

CHARACTER: Matt Murdock [Daredevil]

PROMPT: 3. “Please, don’t leave.”

WORD COUNT: idk im too lazy to transfer this to the writing program on my laptop to see how many words there are soz i’ll probably fix this later

NOTE: in which reya finds time to write a drabble at 12:41 AM while working on some science classwork and chatting with online pals. somebody requested number 50 on the request a prompt post and that’s writer’s preference so i chose number 3 bc it is easy and short

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hiddenlookingglass  asked:

Hi again! Thanks for your response to my prompt, and for being so considerate :) If you don't mind, I'd love to send an alternative prompt that might be slightly happier. Since I'm getting my Master's degree on Wednesday, would you mind writing an e/R graduation ficlet? Fluff would (as always) be much appreciated :). Thanks again for your message, and have a great day!

(Happy graduation day! A slightly-melancholy but overall happy graduation ficlet for you.)

If Grantaire was expecting anyone on his doorstep the night before graduation freaking out, it wasn’t Enjolras. Jehan, maybe, or Joly, but not Enjolras. Enjolras is the one with the huge nonprofit internship starting in two weeks, the one who’s always given off the impression that he’s been vibrating since age six with the desire to get out into the world and take it apart and rebuild it right this time. He doesn’t do school for the sake of knowledge like Combeferre or Feuilly or even Grantaire—he does it so he’ll know things for when he moves on.

Right now, though, he looks sort of miserable and panic-stricken on Grantaire’s welcome mat, of all the places on or near campus he could be, and Grantaire blinks at him for a few seconds before he lets him in.

“Want a drink? Tea or something, obviously.” He looks back over his shoulder. “Unless you want a shot of something to calm your nerves.”

Enjolras looks like he’s actually considering it, which says a lot. “Water, maybe?”

Grantaire goes to the kitchen to run them both some water. He’s glad Enjolras doesn’t want anything else, since about ninety percent of his apartment is packed to stick in the back of his junker truck the day after tomorrow, when he’s slept off the inevitable hangover from Les Amis’ graduation party. “Here you go,” he says when he finds Enjolras sitting on his couch. “Going to tell me what’s wrong?”

“Everything is going to change tomorrow.”

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Girl Meets the Inevitable - a future GMW script headcanon (part 3)
  • Part 1: http://theory-of-riarkletivity.tumblr.com/post/146566230581/girl-meets-the-inevitable-a-future-gmw-script?is_related_post=1
  • Part 2: http://theory-of-riarkletivity.tumblr.com/post/147630622206/girl-meets-the-inevitable-a-future-gmw-script?is_related_post=1
  • (Topanga’s scene, everyone is working on their projects)
  • Cornchip Dave: So I’m thinking that Keats’ use of the word “Truth” in this context-
  • Zay: *staring at laptop* Ya know this guy was only 5 feet tall??
  • Cornchip Dave: *stares at him incredulously*
  • Zay: That’s so little!!
  • ~meanwhile~
  • Sarah: Let’s see, this poem is making a claim about art. As you know, my dad’s a director, and he always says--
  • Lucas: *staring at laptop* Ya know this guy was only 25 when he died?!
  • Sarah: Yeah, of tuberculosis.
  • Lucas: Life is REALLY short, Sarah!
  • Sarah: *stares incredulously*
  • Lucas: I could be like...9 years away from dying! alone!
  • ~meanwhile~
  • Maya: So you haven’t been saying much.
  • Smackle: That’s because we don’t really say that much.
  • Maya: Whaaat? Pleeease. We talk constantly! What about that one time.....yeah okay you’re right.
  • Smackle: I am also slightly perturbed by the subject matter.
  • Maya: Keats? He’s easy! Wait… DO I UNDERSTAND SOMETHING YOU DON’T?!
  • Smackle: Psshhh.. No…of course I- *looks at poem and gets slightly dizzy, then snaps out of it* ...Okay yeah, you do.
  • Maya: Wow, this is just the best day of my life!
  • Smackle: All right, don’t get used to it Blondie, just teach me your flowery nonsense *shoves papers at her*
  • (Camera cuts to Farkle and Riley, or at least, the table where they should be studying. The chairs are empty.)
  • Lucas: Hey, where are Riley and Farkle?
  • (It is then revealed that they sitting on the floor in opposite corners, both facing the wall.)
  • Maya: Okay, this is getting ridiculous. *nods at Lucas, signifying the plan for each of the to get up and yank Riley and Farkle out of their corners, drag them to the table and plop them in their respective chairs*
  • Lucas: You’re tellin me.
  • (Riley and Farkle sit across from each other, staring with terrified expressions.)
  • Maya: Riley? You have to come back from Rileytown now, okay?
  • Riley: *softly* No thanks.
  • Lucas: You guys have to work on your project or you're gonna fail, is that what you want buddy?
  • Farkle: *whispers* It doesn’t matter.
  • Everyone: *gasps*
  • Maya: Alright, this is just too far. *marches back to Smackle*
  • Zay: How you gonna fix it?
  • Maya: Like this! *grabs Smackle by the arm and drags her to the table*
  • Smackle: Woah woah woah, I am not involved in this!
  • Maya: Yes you are, you know how to fix this so do it.
  • Smackle: *sighs* Farkle, do your homework.
  • Farkle: *keeps staring*
  • Smackle: My spell doesn’t work on him any more Maya, you know that.
  • Maya: That’s not what I meant.
  • Smackle: ???
  • Maya: *not so subtly gestures towards Riley with her head*
  • Smackle: Fix Riley? But she’s your best friend?
  • Maya: I can’t help her with this *cough* particular problem *cough* I’m not as *cough* experienced in this *cough* particular area.
  • Smackle: *eyes go wide and she looks at Farkle* oh, THAT...
  • Zay: I knew it!
  • Lucas: Wait, that’s what’s going on here?? I thought they were just fighting! Or having another identity crisis or something!
  • (everyone rolls their eyes at him)
  • Maya: *still trying to be subtle* Not exactly the situation here buddy.
  • Lucas: But THEY can’t…. This isn’t… *panic*
  • Maya: Listen Lonestar, *grabs shirt and pulls him way out of earshot* you’re gonna have to get over yourself and let this happen, or everything is gonna be weird for the rest of our lives, is that what you want?
  • Zay: Why’s it always gotta be the rest of our lives.
  • Maya: *points at Zay, not missing a beat* Slow down Babineaux, that’s my line.
  • Lucas: But... *looks at Riley and sighs* yeah, okay ...*Maya lets go of him and he raises his hands and backs away* Letting it happen.
  • Maya: Good.
  • Zay: Very mature of you, Freak.
  • Lucas: Flat butt.
  • Zay: You really gotta bring that up? *they go back to their projects*
  • Smackle: *cringing* Riley, I need to talk to you.
  • Riley: *does nothing*
  • Maya: You’re gonna have to try a bit harder.
  • Smackle: Fine. *gets right up next to her ear and yells* RISE AND SHINE BUBBLES. YOU HAVE A MEETING TO ATTEND. *grabs Riley’s arm and struggles to yank her out of Topanga’s while Maya giggles at the situation*
  • (Now that Riley is gone, Farkle wakes up as Maya sits across from him in Riley’s seat)
  • Farkle: Wait, where am I, what happened? I taste blue, did I pass out again?
  • Maya: *grinning* I knew it
  • Farkle: Knew what?
  • Maya: That it was inevitable.
  • Farkle: *in denial* that what was-
  • Maya: You know what.
  • Farkle: I really don't
  • Maya: -then why can't you say a word to Riley?
  • Farkle: I don't know what you-
  • Maya: You just flinched at the mention of her name! You have got it bad, Minkus.
  • Farkle: I have got nothing of the sort!
  • Maya: You totally love her.
  • Farkle: Of course I do, I love you both. Equally. Since we were six. I’m not going back on my promises here. And SHE is the one being weird-
  • Maya: -you guys are both being equal amounts of super weird and you know it. And I told you I’m down with you breaking that promise, everything is good on my end. Which means you’re free to admit that you’re totally in love her.
  • Farkle: I’m not admitting anything when there’s nothing to be admitted.
  • Maya: Um I think there is.
  • Farkle: Well then you’re really good at making assumptions.
  • Maya: What’s there to assume? You and Riley are totally in lo-
  • Farkle: Would you stop saying that? You don’t know that. We don’t know anything.
  • Maya: Excuse me, I’m her best friend I know a lot more than you do.
  • Farkle: *panic* Wait has she been saying stuff???
  • Maya: Maybe.
  • Farkle: What kind of stuff??
  • Maya: Well not much lately *gestures at her empty seat*
  • Farkle: You know what I mean.
  • Maya: Why don’t you ask her yourself, Romeo?
  • Farkle: You know I can’t do that, Maya.
  • Maya: Why are you so scared? It’s you and Riley! You know how important you are to each other.
  • Farkle: We don't know what's gonna happen, Maya. Breaking promises just messes stuff up. I don't want everything to change.
  • Maya: You've gotta talk to her.
  • Farkle: Why??
  • Maya: Becuase things are changing whether you like it or not and if you want to know what's making her so 'weird' then you're gonna have to let her tell you herself.
  • Farkle: *makes indistinguishable panic sound*
  • Maya: You gotta.
  • Farkle: It could ruin everything!
  • Maya: Yeah, well, Farkley, Life's tough, get a helmet *Eric-bumps him on the forehead*
  • Farkle: *is dazed, then offended, then gives up because he knows she's right and sighs* Fine, I’ll do it, we just… we need to get our project done first.
  • Maya: Coward.
  • Farkle: Yep, that’s me. *grins stupidly*
  • ~meanwhile~
  • (Smackle plops Riley down in the seat across from her at the table outside Topangas)
  • Riley: *snaps out of it in a very Sleeping Beautyish (or Dorthy-esque *cough*) type of way, she’s smiling as if she doesn’t know what’s been happening* Oh hello there Smackle, what can I do for you?
  • Smackle: You’re kidding.
  • Riley: Kidding about what?
  • Smackle: You did not just forget about everything that just happened.
  • Riley: *is now worried because she realizes Smackle is on to her* About what that just happened?
  • Smackle: Riley, look, I’ve been down this road before, I know how Farkle can-
  • Riley: There’s no road to be down! There’s no Farkle! Farkle isn’t even real!
  • Smackle: ...wow, sunshine, you are in some intense denial.
  • Riley: ...saying “am not” is gonna make it worse isn’t it?
  • Smackle: I’m afraid so.
  • Riley: ...you must hate me.
  • Smackle: How does that make sense?
  • Riley: Because I put you two together! I made sure you guys got together because I wanted you to learn how to feel and I wanted Farkle to understand love, now you’re broken up and here I am just-
  • Smackle: You and Farkle belong together, Riley
  • Riley: … well I sure didn’t expect THAT.
  • Smackle: It’s kind of been obvious since the beginning of time.
  • Riley: *smiles all stupid* The beginning of time you say?
  • Smackle: I’m a genius, don’t question me. I know these things.
  • Riley: But how could you know?! I didn’t even know! It wasn’t until that night at the ski lodge...
  • Smackle: And therein lies my only problem with this situation.
  • Riley: *defeated* So you ARE mad at me...
  • Smackle: My problem is that it took you so long
  • Riley: You are full of surprises, Smackle!
  • Smackle: *dead serious* Yeah, I’m a real hoot. Riley, Farkle has been in love you since the first grade.
  • Riley: Yeah but that wasn’t real, and he loved me AND Maya. He divorced us for you, remember?
  • Smackle: Oh, honey, it was real.
  • Riley: Was it really?? But what about you? I thought you guys were in love.
  • Smackle: *sigh-smiles* he liked me, I liked him. Technically, we made sense. That hasn't changed.
  • Riley: Then why break up?
  • Smackle: Because relationships can't be quantified by logic alone. From what I’ve observed, some of the best of them make zero sense whatsoever. Sometimes what we think is best for us, ends up not being what we need. You know that better than anyone. *Riley looks down* Farkle and I were good for a while, we supported each other and helped each other grow more confident, we’re still doing that. But we are better as teammates than we are as boyfriend and girlfriend. We were a good match. Not a great match. *puts her hand on Riley's shoulder* You two, are a great match.
  • Riley: You really think so? *shaking her head* It doesn’t even matter though, he’ll never see me the way I see him. He promised he would always love Maya and I the same and Farkle always sticks to his promises. *shrug-smile* It’s one of the things I love about him.
  • Smackle: Does he though?
  • Riley: Does he what?
  • Smackle: Love you and Maya the same? Or does he just love you equally?
  • Riley: *perplexed* I don’t understand. There’s a difference?
  • Smackle: Riley, Farkle will always be there for all of his friends, we all know that. But there's a reason he crawls through your window for advice and support. Not mine, not Maya’s, but yours. All I could ever do to help him is tell him what he probably already knows. And Maya, well, crawling into Maya’s window might be dangerous. He needs you unlike he needs anyone else. He needs you to show him the side of things he can't see, and you need him in the same way. He may not understand that yet. But he will. It’s you, Riley, it has always been you.
  • (Riley takes a deep breath, taking in all the information)
  • Riley: Smackle, can I ask you a question?
  • Smackle: I love questions.
  • Riley: How long have you known?
  • Smackle: Quite a while.
  • Riley: How long is quite a while?
  • Smackle: *smiles* Since the day I met you. I was confused for a while, but that didn't last long.
  • Riley: And you really don’t mind? I could never hurt you and neither could Farkle.
  • Smackle: I promise you no one’s getting hurt.
  • Riley: *satisfied with the outcome of conversation* Good...*she realizes what comes next*...wait...this means that now I have to-
  • Smacke: *patronizing* Tell him how you feel?
  • Riley: Yeah, can we skip that part? I could just...ya know...not?
  • Smackle: Riley.
  • Riley: Right now??
  • Smackle: I mean you should at least start on your project, studies always come first.
  • Riley: Ah yes, the project. We’ll just finish our project and see what happens next.
  • (they get up to walk back into Topanga’s)
  • Smackle: Riley?
  • Riley: *turns around* Hmm?
  • Smackle: *grabs Riley's collar in a Maya-esque fashion* Don’t. Hurt. Him.
  • Riley: Yikes!
  • Smackle: I mean it, bubbles! no more of this Canada nonsense! We both know that Farkle is incredible, but sometimes he doesn’t. So you better let him know how amazing he is and just how much you appreciate him, you got it?
  • Riley: Okay!
  • Smackle: *Gets very close to Riley’s face with one questionable eyebrow raised* Do you mean that? Or are you just terrified right now?
  • Riley: Can I be both really terrified and still mean it??
  • ~camera cuts to Lucas and Zay working at different parts of the bar with their respective partners~
  • Zay: *turns around on barstool and nudges Lucas with foot* What is going ON out there??
  • ~camera cuts to the view of Smackle and Riley through the window and then back to Lucas~
  • Lucas: *not even looking up* Don't even wanna know, dude.
  • ~back to Smackle and Riley~
  • Smackle: As long as you mean it.
  • Riley: I do!
  • Smackle: *Lets go of Riley, brushes off her shoulders* Good. Just making sure. Because I know you’ve had the Charlie’s, Evans and Lucases chasing after you your entire life, but there is no one better than Farkle Minkus.
  • Riley: *smiles* You're right, Smackle. I know that now.
  • Smackle: Good. Meeting adjourned.
  • Riley: *Hugs Smackle in her over-the-top way* I LOVE THAT WE CAN TALK LIKE THIS NOW.
  • Smackle: *at first looking uncomfortable, then relaxing and hugging her back* Me too. Thanks for helping me get there.
  • Riley: Really?! I helped you get there? *smiles really big*
  • Smackle: I just mean that you never apologize for being you. You have taught me a lot, Riley Matthews. *looks perplexed* I never thought you could teach me anything but you have. You taught me how to feel. You and Farkle both have.
  • Riley: *laughing at Smackle's backhanded compliment* Thanks, Smackle. I’m glad my overwhelming mediocrity has inspired you.
  • Smackle: You’re welcome!
  • Riley: ...and thanks for everything else, too.
  • (Girls glance in Topanga's, camera shows Farkle and Maya talking through the window then cuts back to Smackle)
  • Smackle: Just playing for my team.
  • (P.S. This scene was co-written with bmwwritinggmw so huge special thanks to her! Everything she writes is amazing and her Ski Lodge Spec script takes place in the same timeline as Girl Meets the Inevitable! Once I'm done with this one we'll be co-writing an episode that connects our two episodes and then we'll be writing an episode that takes place directly after this one! It's very confusing lol but the moral of the story is stay tuned for loads of stuff from both of us and check out her script (which can be found here: http://bmwwritinggmw.tumblr.com/post/148576274814/ski-lodge-spec-script-pt-6-conclusion-reblog-if) if you haven't already!
Agent Carter

Okay there’s just some things I love and I need to talk about even though this is in no way coherent I just need to say things (SPOILERS ABOUND):

  • I love that Peggy used a thousand symbols of feminity to her advantage throughout the episode. There was: the perfume bottle she defused a fucking bomb with, kitchen supplies she also defused said bomb with, the lipstick she used to knock the dude out with, the blonde wig/cleavage-tastic dress, her “lady problems” excuse that got her out of work so she go do REAL work, the broach that’s a lock-pick, the women’s watch that’s a safe-cracker, and maybe my favorite of all: she took one of Howard Stark’s “Sexy timez” outfits and turned it into a bad-ass outfit for ESPIONAGE REASONS. 
  • The fact that there were lots of ladies on the show around Peggy doing their lady things. Like the lady in the call-switch room–I get the feeling she’s going to end up being a helpful Q or something for Peggy. She already utilized her a couple times in the premier and I expect to see more of her. Plus diner lady, of course, and plus SAD SAD SAD SAD roommate lady ;___; which SPEAKING OF WHICH
  • Loved the fact that Peggy cried over roommate after throwing the dude out a fucking window.
  • I love how Peggy uses ALL aspects of being a woman as a weapon/tool, basically. it’s not JUST her sexuality, which she does use, but it’s also what men think are women’s weaknesses–oh no I have my period I better leave (TO GET SHIT DONE). Oh no I wouldn’t want to see this guy interrogated since I’m a lady, better leave (TO GET SHIT DONE). Oh no I’m sad over Steve that’s definitely the only reason I’m reading this file (EXCEPT I’M TAKING TOOLS OUT OF IT. TO GET SHIT DONE). Like I’m sick of women’s ONLY weapon being their damn sexuality, and Peggy did SO MUCH OTHER THAN THAT.
  • Peggy and Jarvis out britishing each other I can’t wait until they start having tea-making offs where it’s like “YOU sit down and have some tea” “no YOU sit down and have some tea” but seriously
  • JARVIIISSSSSSSSS THE CUTE I already LOVE their relationship/way they work together/dynamic it’s SO FREAKING CUTE
  • THE RADIO SHOW hot fucking damn that was perfect that was PERFECT especially her kicking dairy driver’s ass while it played and her fucking ANNOYANCE with it GOSH IT WAS PERFECT
  • Like this show was just SO unapologetically FEMINIST it felt like the original Ms Marvel comics where it was just “she is a LADY and she will not put up with this MAN’S world and look at her kicking butt as a LADY and look at her LADY friends FEMINISM.”
  • Seriously this show gives me so much hope for the Captain Marvel movie because THIS. DO IT LIKE THIS. DO IT EXACTLY LIKE THIS.
  • my gosh the SETS and the CLOTHES and Peggy’s OUTFITS UGH LET ME DIE NOW HAPPY 
  • I love that the secondary antagonist of the show is blonde good agent white guy. Like normally HE would be the star of the damn show, and he’s not a bad guy or bad agent (as far as we know), and normally we’d be rooting for him. but because he’s not PEGGY and because he gets in the way of our PEGGY we’re just like “pfttt get out of here loser Peggy’s got shit to do”
  • And I think my favorite bit of all, and the bit that was most important to me: when waitress lady said to Peggy that they’ve just got to “pay our dues”. Gosh, and seeing Peggy–PEGGY FREAKING CARTER, of all people–going to waste sitting in an office, wondering if her days of use are past, wondering if she’s peaked and done, wondering if she’ll ever have a purpose again, wondering if she’ll ever get the chance to DO anything again. Gosh, GOSH, gosh, it’s so fucking important to me to see someone like PEGGY going through that, someone so good and brave and strong and worthwhile. GOSH. 
The Wedding Date- Chapter 5
A/N: I probably won’t update tomorrow, but if I do I will only have time for at least one chapter. That’s kinda why I updated so much today. Just a little heads up, anyways, as usual I apologize for any mistakes, and the original is here

Camila woke up and looked across the bed. Lauren was still sleeping. She looked peaceful and serene. Her almost pitch-black hair was draped across her face and her make-up was smudged under her eyes. Camila felt the urge to trace her hand over Lauren’s face but that would probably wake up the other girl, so she just decided to go take a shower.

After her shower, Lauren was still sleeping. Camila went into the living room and took her phone with her. She remembered that Normani had asked her to call her. Normani went to school with Lauren, so she probably knew way more than Camila about Lauren.

Normani and her met via mutual friends. Normani went to school with Chris and Gabi, and Camila met them at a college bar. They were a big group of friends who hung out a couple of times a week. Normani, Chris, Gabi, Kasey, Dylan, Dinah, Emily, James, Austin and her. Lately Camila hadn’t managed to meet them, but after they were back from Hawaii, she would get back into her social life.

The whole group was supposed to be here too for the two weeks, but Kasey’s parents wanted some private family time. Camila couldn’t remember when they were arriving, but it was probably fast. She tiptoed out off the room, so that she wouldn’t wake Lauren and started dialing Normani’s number as she opened the window and stepped into the morning sun. It was nine AM, so Normani would be up already.

‘Hello with Normani Kordei.’

Camila smiled. Normani would always do that. Even though she could see who was calling her, she still felt the need to introduce her over the phone.

'Hi, Normani It’s Camila.’

'Camila? Oh, you’re finally calling. I was so curious to hear about the whole situation there.’

'Yeah, I know. I wanted to call, but I was so busy.’

Well that wasn’t really true, but Normani didn’t need to know that she hadn’t thought about calling her. That would just hurt her feelings.

'Oh okay, I get it.’

'When are you guys coming anyway?’

'The day after tomorrow. No offense Camila, but I’m not really looking forward to it. Five hours next to that annoying Gabi.’

Normani worked at the local new station and was a reporter. She worked her butt off, but it worked. In just a few years she had managed to reach a certain level in her career. She wrote some articles for the news and last month was her first TV-debut. Normani looked like the perfect brunette, religious American girl. She was a brunette, skinny girl with dark skin. The girl was just dead on gorgeous and nobody could deny that. Her looks certainly helped her reaching her career, but mostly because people didn’t expect much from her. After her first day, some jerks told her that she wouldn’t make it just with her pretty face, but Norman iwas one of the smartest people Camila had ever met. She would sometimes use words in her articles that Camila even never heard about.

Gabi on the other hand was a singer in the local bar. She wanted to be on Broadway and she had a part. She was a maid in some kind of show that Camila now couldn’t remember. She had two lines but choked on opening night. After that, she was so humiliated that she moved back to Chicago and left New York forever. When she moved, she fell into a small depression. It wasn’t that she needed to be hospitalized but she just decided not to talk or leave her house. After about a month she seemed to be over it, but that wasn’t the case.

Whenever she was drunk, she would go on hour-long rants about how she could have been the biggest musical star that the world has ever seen, but when she wasn’t drunk, she didn’t say a word about that. Camila figured that it just hurt too much to talk about all her lost dreams.

Chris was a designer, first in New York and he was then offered a job at Vogue in their Chicago department. That was probably the reason why the both of them, who were best friends, both moved to Chicago. Chris too had dreams to become a performer in the musical arts, but he never made it. Some agent a couple of years ago told him that his face was way too gay to ever get a decent part. Chris said he didn’t care what people thought about him, but she knew that he was pretty offended. After that, he didn’t audition that much anymore, mostly because his designer job was really taking off. He worked at and then got offered the job in Chicago. Camila herself wasn’t a big fan of Chris’ clothes, but people really seemed to like it. It was a little over the top for her.

'No, I get it. I wouldn’t like sitting next to Gabi for an hour, let alone five hours.’

'I know. But how is it there?’

'Great, the weather is awesome and the food is really good.’

'Mila, you know I wasn’t asking about the weather or the food. How is the whole Lauren and Austin situation?’

Camila swallowed when she remembered the fact that Austin cheated.

'He cheated.’

'What?’ Normani’s voice rose.

'He cheated with some girl, and now that girl is pregnant.’

'Oh my god. That bastard. I’m coming over right now to kick his ass. What gives him the right to cheat on you? Freaking asshole. Oh man, he’s so lucky I’m not there right now. Nobody messes with Camila Cabello like that. You did get mad at him, right?’

It felt good that Normani was so mad. It felt like someone was picking her side, even though she technically didn’t do anything wrong.

'Yeah, the first night, he tried to talk to me, but I flipped out on him.’

'What did you do?’

'I screamed that he could never apologize for leaving me like that. He begged me for a second chance, and I get that just set me off.’

'Yeah, he really doesn’t deserve a second chance, you know?’

'I know. I told him that, and then didn’t give him a chance to finish. I left and I heard him crying. The next evening he begged me to meet him, so I did.’

'Why do you still meet him after what he has done?’

'I needed to know why he did that. Why he left me that awfully.’

Camila didn’t see Normani but this would probably be the moment that she nodded.

'I went over him, and he told me. He cheated when he was at some business trip in New York. The girl that he cheated with is now pregnant. Austin didn’t dare to tell me, so he chose the easy way out and ended everything with a text.’

'Wow, he sure is an ass. Good thing that you two broke up after all. You deserve better.’

Camila swallowed. Did she really deserve better? Before that trip, Austin and her were perfect. He was her rock. She could tell everything to him, and now it was all gone. And some part of her still wanted it back, so bad.

'Do you still want him back?’ Normani asked, as Camila didn’t say anything.

'I don’t know. I guess some part of me wants to hold on to what we had. It was just so certain and I still love him. That just doesn’t go away in a couple of months.’

'Camila, it’s your decision, but I just think you need to find someone else. He doesn’t deserve you anymore. And what if you two get back together? What about the girl and the baby? Is Austin going to help the girl out? Or is he just going to run away from it like he did with you?’ Camila knew that Normani didn’t say that to hurt her, but it sting.

'I don’t know, Mani.’

'I’m just saying that that girl exist out there, and she will always remind you of what Austin did? Do you really want to settle for that? A husband who cheated on you and has a baby somewhere in the world? Maybe he will even want to take care of him/her. And then you end up with a husband who cheated on you and a baby that isn’t even yours.’

Camila’s stomach dropped. Normani was right. Her and Austin would never be able to get through this. That baby will always live somewhere.

'So how’s the whole deal with Lauren?’ Normani seemed to sense through the phone that she was getting uncomfortable.

'Weird. I mean, the whole situation is just kind of weird I guess.’

'How weird?’

'It’s just strange to act like a couple with someone you just recently met.’

'But how do you guys act around each other?’

'She kissed me in front of Austin twice.’

'What? Oh my God, perfect. That teaches the son of a bitch. Sorry. Go on.’

'She’s just really good at all of this stuff, and I’m, well not. She knows how to act around my family and apparently she’s been telling people the story of how we met, and I don’t even know that story.’

Normani laughed.

'She has done this quite a couple of times, so I guess it’s normal that she’s pretty good at this stuff.’

'Yeah I know. Is she always so flirty?’

'What do you mean?’

'She’s just a really flirty person. She’s always teasing me and flirting and I guess I’m just wondering if she does that to all of them?’

'I don’t know, Camila. I guess she only does that to hot girls.’

'She’s gay right?’

'Yeah. She struggled a lot with that during high school, you know?’

'Really? She seems so confident.’

'Well, she really wasn’t back in the day. If you think she can be rude now, she was way worse back then. She just struggled I guess. But back then, I didn’t understand why she was so mean and rude all the time.’

'Do you understand now?’

'I guess. Her parents didn’t accept her sexuality. They were really religious and I heard her mom kicked her out.’

'What? They just kicked her out?’

'Apparently. I never heard the story from Lauren herself so I don’t really know, but she did leave her house and moved into her cousin’s house for a couple of weeks. After graduation she moved to Chicago.’

'That’s so sad.’

'I know. And she had some problems too with her back then girlfriend. They always seemed inseparable, and one day some people saw them fighting. Her girlfriend, Jenna, then left and Lauren cried. She cried in front of people. After that she was never the same. She had lost her girlfriend and her whole family.’

'I can’t even imagine how that would feel.’

'I know. When she moved, I didn’t hear from her in four years. And then one day, I saw her in a coffee house and we started chatting.’

'Oh wow. She has gone through so much.’

'Yeah. I don’t know the whole story, maybe you should ask her yourself.’

'I don’t know. I don’t really know that much about her. She’s a mystery.’

'Some girls are closed off, to make sure nobody gets close enough to hurt them.’

Normani really was the smartest girl that Camila ever knew.

'Mila, I need to go. See you in two days.’

'Yeah, bye.’

Normani hung up and Camila was left with a queasy feel. Lauren’s story was heavy and Camila fell mostly sorry for her. Nobody deserves to be thrown out of his or her house. Camila desperately wanted to hear Lauren’s side of the whole story, but Lauren needed to tell the story on her own terms. She wouldn’t pressure Lauren into telling her history.


She turned around and saw Lauren.


'What are you doing?’

'I was calling Normani She wanted a heads-up. They’re arriving the day after tomorrow.’

'Wait, what? Normani is coming here?’

'Yeah, didn’t I tell you?’

Lauren looked shocked. Did Camila really not tell her that all of her friends were coming?

'No, what the hell are you talking about, Camz?’

The brunette was happy that the nickname of last night had stuck.

'Yeah. A lot of my and Kasey’s friends are coming for the wedding. Normani Gabi, Chris, Emily, Dinah and James.’

'Wait, what? Do you mean James Carver?’

'Yeah. Do you know him?’

'Yes. I went to school with that guy. He was basically my best friend.’ Camila just laughed.

The fact that Normani and James went to the same school had slipped Camila’s mind. She did however understand that James and Lauren were best friends. They seemed to share some characteristics. James was basically a man-whore. He felt the need to talk to anyone who had boobs, including high school students, which was quite creepy. At home, he worked as a bartender in some sleazy bar.

They always went there to wait until James was finished with his shift, and he would always slip them free drinks. His big plan was to open up a pool cleaning business, but there weren’t enough pools to keep him in business. So he ended up bartending, which he loves. He gets paid to serve pretty ladies drinks, so you don’t hear him complain very often.

'Who are the rest of your friends that are coming?’

Camila thought. 'Normani but you already know her.’

Lauren nodded.

'Then James, who is now a bartender by the way.’

Lauren burst out in laughter.

'Oh man. That’s so James. You can practically see him handing free drinks to every pretty girl he sees, to then get yelled at by his boss because he’s not supposed to do that.’

Camila laughed. 'Yeah, he does that like every night.’

'James Carver. I haven’t seen him since high school.’

'That’s a long time.’

'I know. I meant to keep contact but you know how it is, out of eye, out of heart.’

Lauren was looking awkward to her shoes, like she was ashamed of something.

'And then we have Gabi and Chris.’

'Normani told me about them once. She choked on Broadway and he’s a designer, right?’

'Yes, but you better not tell Gabi that you know that she choke on Broadway. She doesn’t like to be reminded. And don’t let Chris give you an outfit to wear. You would just end up wearing feathers and studs.’

'Noted.’ Lauren laughed.

'And then Dinah, my best friend since high school, she’s a lawyer.’

'Cool. And those are the only ones, right?’

'No, then you also have Emily. She works with Gabi in a local singing bar.’

'Okay, so Emily, James, Dinah, Chris, Gabi and Normani right?’


Suddenly Lauren stepped closer and Camila was surprised. They were now in kissing distance and she wondered what had made Lauren step in. Suddenly she raised her arm and she reached out for Camila’s neck. Right, the hickey. Her finger grazed over the love mark and Camila’s breath hitched. She took her bottom lip between her lips as Lauren kept grazing over the hickey.

'I got you good.’

Lauren whispered and her breath reverbed between both their lips. Lauren’s eyes finally met Camila’s brown ones. Lauren’s eyes were a darker shade of green than normal, and Camila fell even deeper than normal into them. Lauren’s eyes suddenly flickered to her lips and so did Camila’s. Camila swallowed, because she could feel that Lauren could lean in any time, and she desperately hoped that she would. Both of their eyes met each other again, but nobody made the first move. Lauren’s eyes flickered one more time to Camila’s lips and Camila thought she was about to close the distance, until they heard Kasey calling them.

'Ew, get a room.’

Lauren backed away faster than light, and her face flushed, and so did Camila’s face.

'Perhaps we should get some breakfast.’

Camila finally spoke.

The both of them went to catch some breakfast. They came across Camila’s dad and talked some time with him about the wedding. After that they met with Sinu, who was whining that all of the food had already been eaten and she didn’t know who did it. Lauren’s face went pale. She had 'stolen’ all the food yesterday evening. She quickly offered to go to the store.

'That’s nice, Lauren, but I’m sure you two have better things to do.’

'No, I’ll help Sinu. It would be my pleasure. I’m sure we’ll amuse ourselves shopping.’

Lauren gave Camila a quick poke in her stomach and Camila gasped. She wasn’t expecting that.

'Yeah mom, no problem, we’ll do it.’

'Both of you are like send-from-God.’

Lauren laughed.

'I can assure you that I’m born on earth, Sinu.’

After that they made some small talk and then left. They suddenly saw Austin, he was calling with his phone. He turned around slowly so he could almost see them.

Suddenly Lauren stopped in her tracks and spin Camila around. Once again they were in kissing distance, but this time, Lauren didn’t hesitate and leaned in immediately.

Her lips met with Lauren’s plumb ones. Camila was too surprised to move, but suddenly fell Lauren’s lips move against her own, and she started kissing back. Camila’s eyes fluttered close. One of Lauren’s hands was tracing on her back as the other tangled into brown hair.

What was happening? The kiss now was more intense than ever before and Camila didn’t know how to feel. Lauren was slowly sucking on Camila’s bottom lip and Camila whimpered against her lips. Lauren heard that and she smiled a little into the kiss. Lauren suddenly turned her head, deciding to deepen the kiss. Camila felt a tongue against her bottom lip and opened up immediately. Her mind was frozen and all she could feel was Lauren. All of her senses were guided at Lauren. All she could smell was Lauren. All she could taste was Lauren and in her mind she saw Lauren’s deep, beautiful eyes. Everything was Lauren as their tongues struggled for dominance. Lauren won, but Camila didn’t even care.

Her hands were roaming in her hair and slowly stroking her neck. Lauren’s smelled like sweet chocolate and it was almost intoxicating. Lauren’s hand was now stroking Camila’s jawline as she deepens the kiss even more. Their tongues still roaming around, but after a couple of seconds more, they had to let go because they needed air. Camila wanted to keep her eyes close for just a second more, to process what had just happened, but she felt Lauren’s gaze on her closed eyelids. Her eyes fluttered open again and she gasped at Lauren’s intense eyes on her.

She suddenly stepped slightly away.

'Looks like he saw us.’ Lauren said as she slightly tilted her head towards Austin. He was staring at the ground but his jaw was clenched.


Camila said. The fact that Lauren said that just reminded her that this was all a game. She was stupid to believe that Lauren had any other motive than making Austin jealous. She probably flirted with anyone and Camila was being stupid to think that she was special in some way.

After that, they fell into silence as they walked towards the car, with a grocery list and money from Sinu.

'Should I drive?’ Lauren asked.

'No, it’s okay. I’ll do it.’ Camila stated. It was her mom’s jeep, and it wasn’t that she didn’t trust Lauren; it was still her mother’s car.

It was a forty-minute drive and they were both still silent. They made some small talk and then finally arrived at the supermarket.

'I know this awesome game. Can we please play it, Lauren?’ Camila asked.

Lauren didn’t seem too eager to play. 'What is it?’

'All right, so we need to get all of these groceries. We split the grocery list in two, split the money in two. We then race to see who’s the first to get all of their groceries, pay them, and put them in the car.’

Lauren still looked a little skeptical.

'And what do I get when I win?’

'If I win, you’ll give me a massage. And if you win, I’ll give you a massage.’

Camila’s shoulders had been sore from sleeping on the bed. It wasn’t a great bed, so her shoulders and back were aching. She could really use a massage.

'Fine. But you do know that I’m super competitive and you’ll probably be giving me a massage right?’

'We’ll see about that.’

They split the grocery list and finally Camila handed Lauren a fifty-dollar bill.

'All right. Let’s do this.’

Camila stopped herself from squealing because she was sure that Lauren would have laughed at her if she did.

'Three, two, one.’

Camila, who was way to eager to win this game, started running towards the supermarket. Lauren on the other hand, didn’t seem so eager. She grunted loud, but then realized that she also really wanted to win, even if it meant humiliating herself in front of a lot of random people. Camila grabbed a shopping cart and started pushing it. Suddenly she saw Lauren come past her, as she was standing on the edge of the shopping cart. That way Lauren didn’t need to run, and she could just let the shopping cart roll her.

Damnit. Camila thought to herself as she did the same.

'Get ready to massage me, Camzi’

Lauren yelled at her and she winked. Whatever Camila did, she couldn’t let Lauren win this. She knew that if the brunette won this, she would never hear the end of it. It would hunt her down to her final day. So Camila started running even faster as she grabbed item after item.

She didn’t see Lauren for a while, and now Camila only needed one more thing from her list. A box of Oreos, which seems like an easy job, but seriously, at that moment she realized how many brands of cookies there were. Cookies with chocolate, cookies without chocolate, cookies with raisins, diet cookies, etc. But the worst part was that they weren’t even organized. The cookies were everywhere and Camila was lost. In the corner of her eye she suddenly saw Lauren, who seemed to have all of her items and was running towards the cash registers.

Suddenly Camila saw the blue box right above some dinosaur cookies. She grabbed the box and started running towards the cash registers. Lauren was already waiting in line for a while now, as there was only one lady in front of her. Camila quickly chose a line and was waiting impatiently. At this rate, she sure would lose. Suddenly she heard a woman’s voice going through the speakers.

'We will now open the cash register number five.’

Camila looked around and started running towards the just opened number five. She quickly started loading her stuff onto the roller. Lauren however was still waiting on the old lady, who was trying to pay.

'That’ll be $45.67 please.’

Camila pushed the fifty-dollar bill inside the open hand of the cashier and her eyes shifted to Lauren. The old lady was now slowly wheeling her shopping cart away as Lauren was impatiently giving her a death glare. Camila pushed her shopping cart out of the store and started racing towards the car.

She loaded the items into the trunk as she heard Lauren after her. Camila threw in the Oreos, the final item, just when Lauren arrived at the car. Camila immediately started cheering loud and threw her hands in the air. Lauren on the other hand was cursing words that made some children look up.

'I won!’

'You only won because that old lady in front of me had decided to pay with all pennies. I swear, I wanted to pay for her, just to end the pain.’

Camila laughed. Lauren was one of those people who would never admit their defeat.

'That’s one massage for me.’ Camila poked Lauren in her stomach.

Lauren gasped, but then laughed back.

'Fine. I’ll give it to you tonight, okay?’


The rest of the day, they spend sitting on the beach, talking with Dylan, Kasey, Ally and troy, Austin was nowhere to be seen. They talked about the wedding and their friends and before they knew it, it was dinnertime. Sinu told them that Austin had already eaten dinner earlier, so they just ate with the six of them. They shared a couple bottles of wine, and once again Camila was buzzed. She was talking with Troy about dancing, when suddenly she fell a hot breath on her ear. She inhaled Lauren’s scent.

'Are you ready for your massage?’

Lauren whispered in the brunette’s ear, and her breath hitched. She was doing it again. Teasing and flirting with her in public, knowing that she would blush. And she did indeed. She nodded slightly.

'Hey, Camila, is that a hickey on your neck?’

Kasey suddenly asked. Oh, crap. Camila had totally forgotten about that hickey. Camila blushed even more and was giving her plate a death glare. Lauren simply shrugged.

'Yes, that’s a hickey. Can you blame me though? If this hot girl was your girlfriend, I’m sure you wouldn’t keep your hands to yourself either. I’m not ashamed to admit it.’

Camila’s mouth fell open, and so did the mouths of the rest of the group. Did Lauren just brag about their non-existing sex-life? Yes, she did. Lauren leaned over and placed a small kiss on Camila’s cheek.

'Can we now go to sleep, Camz That bath you promised me is waiting for us?’

Tory’s mouth fell even more open and Ally’s eyes went wide. Camila couldn’t decline now before it became suspicious, but she know that if they left now, the whole group would 'know’ that they were going to have sex. Camila just decided to play the game along and she beamed at Lauren.

'Let’s go, honey.’

She placed a quick peck on Lauren’s lips.

'See you tomorrow guys.’

The whole group was still flabbergasted at what just happened but Kasey managed to get a bye out. Camila grabbed Lauren’s hand and she pulled her along to their room.

'So do you want your massage right now?’ Lauren asked as they were back in their room.

Camila suddenly fell nervous. Maybe she didn’t think this all the way through.

'Yeah, sure.’

'Okay, lay on the bed and get in your bra.’

Camila gasped. In her bra?

'What do you mean?’

'Camz, you won, I’m going to do this the right way. I’m going to get some lotion. Look, don’t worry, I’m not a perv. I won’t look at your boobs or anything, I promise. Just lay on your stomach and that way I can’t even see them. Camila seriously didn’t think this through. Lauren’s hands on her bare back seemed a little too intimate than she first intended, but then she fell her sore shoulders and how bad she really wanted the massage.

'I’m going to get some lotion. Just relax and lay down, Camila.’

Lauren motioned her head to the bed and then she left the bedroom. Camila undressed herself until her bra and lay on the bed. Lauren reentered the room and was holding indeed a bottle of body lotion.

'Just relax.’

She sat next to Camila and grabbed the bottle.

'This is going to be a little cold.’

Camila was nervous, as she lay there, half-naked. Suddenly she felt the cold liquid on her upper back. But she didn’t have a long time to get used to the cold, when Lauren’s warm, soft hands replaced the cold. She started slowly rubbing the lotion all over her upper back and her shoulders. She was gently, but at the same time, she pushed hard enough to get all of the tension out of her muscles. Lauren’s hands felt so good and she kept massaging the brunette for some more minutes.

The tension finally left Camila’s shoulders, and before she could stop herself she moaned. It was a soft, but hearable moan, and since there wasn’t any noise other than their breathing, Lauren had heard it. Camila immediately flushed. She had just moaned. Camila was praying that Lauren didn’t hear it, and that she wouldn’t make a remark about it, but of course, that was just false hope.

'I didn’t even know I was THAT good.’

She said and the emphasized the that part of the sentence. Suddenly Lauren’s hands roamed lower, first slowly grazing over Camila’s red bra, and then grazing over her waistline and ending on her tailbone. She kept massaging her under back, and that just seemed way more intimate than before.

Lauren’s hands kept inching closer to her ass and she would touch it for a mere second, probably pretending that it was an accident, but Camila knew better. Camila felt herself getting turned on, with every touch of Lauren’s hands on her back, certainly when she was stroking her waistline. It would normally tickle, but there was a noticeable tension in the room, so Camila didn’t laugh. Camila almost moaned again, but stopped herself right in time. But she was now getting so turned on, that it was almost embarrassing. Camila decided to stop this before things got out of hand even more.

'Thank you Lauren.’ She said firmly, indicating that the brunette should stop.

'You’re welcome.’

Lauren said, but Camila noticed an undertone of disappointment. Was she disappointed? Lauren suddenly left for the bathroom and left Camila behind, confused. She changed again into her pajamas and slipped into the bed. Lauren slipped into the bed a couple of minutes later on.

'Goodnight Camz’

'Goodnight Laur.’

anonymous asked:

yay ur ask box is open! i want a luhan scenario where your parents want you to marry him but you don't want to, luhan keeps trying to make you love him and in the end, you fall for him :) pretty please and thank you! :)

Love Me ~Luhan~ ✶

Ohh I got so into this one but then Chen and Baekhyun’s teaser pics got released and I freaked out, but then I got back to it and I hope you like it! ~Admin S

“You’re kidding, right?”

         Your mother’s smile faltered at your words and your father’s eyes widened. Neither of them expected a reaction like that from you.

         “Well yes,” your mother said, glancing over at your husband-to-be, Luhan. “_______, he’s such a sweet young boy. I think the two of you would live very happily together. We’ve all been-“

         “We?” You stood up and glanced around the room. Your parents, Luhan’s parents, and Luhan himself were all sitting on the couches around you, staring at you as if you were on the verge of a rebellion. “Who is we? Who’s idea was it for the two of us to get married?”

         “It seems like everyone but you, dear,” your father said gently, knowing your temper. “You have to see past-“
         “See past what? His arrogant exterior? His know-it-all personality? His obnoxious attitude?” You spit insults at Luhan one after another, not caring much if you hurt him. After all, they were all true, Well at least, to you they were.

         Your mother’s eyes now widened at your behavior, and she stood up. “______, stop being so rude!”

         “Well then stop forcing me to marry him when I don’t want to!”

         “______, nobody’s forcing you to do anything! We just want you to-“
         “No, I’m not considering it.” You stomped right past your parents, leaving everyone in shock. Luhan remained in his seat the entire time, awkwardly taking small sips of his drink, trying to act like your insults didn’t hurt him in the slightest.

         Luhan didn’t know of the whole marriage thing at all either. Your parents and his parents got you all together tonight so that they could all share their opinions on the topic, since they all strongly felt that the two of you were meant to be.

         Your parents had all gone to high school together and been friends ever since, which is why you and Luhan were so close as well, much to your disliking.

         Now your parents wanted to bring the two families together by having their kids marry each other.

         And you were completely against it.

         “Oh, Luhan.” Your mother gave him a small smile and sat down right beside him. “She didn’t mean any of that.”

         “I know,” he muttered, even though he knew you felt strongly about your words.

         Luhan didn’t understand why you didn’t really like him, but he was determined to change that.

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winebrightruby  asked:

Today, a man in a comic book store told me that "all that stuff" between Kirk and Spock is fan-insert, not in any way intended by the writers or staff of Star Trek TOS. (Considering I had used the term "bromance", I don't know exactly what he was objecting to.) He also said "the writer" has said nothing like that was ever put in. I feel like this is a subject that's come up before on your blog, but I was wondering if you have any insight you'd like to share?

Well, let’s take this in stages.

(a) The phrasing “All that stuff” instantly seems to me to reveal greater or lesser levels of bias-against. (You were there, so you’d be in a better position to judge than I would.) So anything further from this source ought rightfully to be subject to greater-than-usual levels of scrutiny.

(b) By “the writer” I assume he means Gene Roddenberry. (While, horrors, possibly not knowing about the existence of other Trek writers? Not knowing about Gene Coon, or Harlan Ellison, or Dorothy Fontana, or Ted Sturgeon, or or or…? God, what an arid boring place such a worldview must be.)

And if he means Roddenberry, then he’s wrong about “fan insert” being the only source of, at the very least, implications of possible love between Kirk and Spock. Pro insert? That we’ve got. All you need to do is Google around for information about the term “t’hy’la”, which Roddenberry coined and which appears a number of times in the novelization of Star Trek: The Motion Picture. This term, which Spock several times uses in the narrative to describe Kirk, is defined as follows by Roddenberry:

The word “t’hy’la“ is Vulcan and means ‘brother’, ‘friend’ and/or ‘lover’.

You also get kind of a sly “editor’s note” about this term (and I’d give a pretty to know whether this appears in the first edition or was added later):

The human concept of friend is most nearly duplicated in Vulcan thought by the term “t’hy’la”, which can also mean “brother” and “lover”. Spock’s recollection (from which this chapter is drawn) is that it was a most difficult moment for him since he did indeed consider Kirk to have become his brother. However, because “t’hy’la” can be used to mean “lover” and since Kirk’s and Spock’s friendship was unusually close, this has led to some speculation over whether or not they had actually indeed become lovers. At our request, Admiral Kirk supplied the following comments on this subject:

"I was never aware of this ‘lovers’ rumor, although I have been told that Spock encountered it several times. Apparently, he had always dismissed it with his characteristic lifting of his right eyebrow, which usually connoted some combination of surprise, disbelief, and/or annoyance. As for myself… I have always found my best gratification in that creature called woman. Also, I would not like to be thought of as being so foolish that I would select a love partner who came into sexual heat only once every seven years.”

The disclaimer kind of makes me chuckle, and possibly not for the reasons people might necessarily expect. (For one thing, it’s interesting for what it doesn’t say… but let’s put that aside for the moment.) Most important to note here is that there was probably never a Trek book that was as closely vetted by Gene and his office as that one, and if something appeared in it, then either Gene or Paramount meant it to be there.

The corporate side of Paramount was an extremely buttoned-down sort of place in the 70s and 80s (as, frankly, most media companies were) and would have been terrified of doing anything that might alienate or freak out their viewers / readers. And things only normally get worse in such situations when a fictional property starts to be seen as being worth serious money… which was what was happening with Trek around then. I could be wrong — and if anyone has correction for me on this, I wouldn’t be surprised — but it seems likely to me that Star Trek was the first really visible TV property to be resurrected as a feature film with a serious budget. (If not the first such TV property to be so  resurrected, period.) Suddenly here was this long-deceased series coming back as a movie, suddenly here was a serious director at the helm in David Wise, and Isaac Asimov, God rest him, brought on as science advisor… and behold, the smell of money was in the air.

At such times the parent company tends to become terrified of doing anything, or allowing anything to happen, that might possibly screw things up. And whatever might have been going on in Gene’s head as regarded his real feelings about Kirk and Spock being More Than Just Good Friends, he was enough of a producer and aware enough of how things worked in the real world of film production and its attendant publicity that — for public consumption — he was going to have to either deny the possibility outright, or be publicly ambivalent.

Straightforward denial on “Kirk’s” part here would have been simple enough. And I’m sure I remember anecdotal mentions about Gene laughing the concept off at one convention or another when the subject came up. But the one print declaration we’ve got is what you see above, and the ambivalence strikes me as both funny and transparent in terms of its attempt to conceal an opinion that Paramount (or was it Gulf + Western then? I lose track.*) would not have approved of and which Gene, if wise, would never publicly confirm.

Inside his head, though… I may be from Long Island but I am not a medium, so I do not have current access to the only being who would know for sure. Yet at the same time, you want to examine the evidence. Here we have a man who campaigned hard with the network to have an alien first officer (even though the Network freaked so badly over his “satanic” appearance that they airbrushed his ears round in the promotional material for the affiliates): who would have had a woman first officer if things had gone differently: who wanted a racially diverse crew: who went out of his way to include nationalities (like Russians) that the US had recently been on the outs with: who set up and saw through to film the first interracial TV kiss. Roddenberry was routinely ahead of his time on issues like these. It would not surprise me in the slightest to discover he’d at least entertained thoughts like this for two of his three leads, who from first to last we are shown as partners in a truly extraordinary friendship.

Now, that said —  The inside of the Great Bird’s head was one thing. But if even Gene was being cautious, you may imagine that elsewhere in the Franchise, the concept of saying anything in the clear about the, um, nuts and bolts of a possible t’hy’la relationship between Kirk and Spock, was not kindly received by TPTB. Writers who attempted such — or at least, failed to get away with it — were shown the door at Pocket Books and emphatically invited not to darken it again. About “fan insert” outside of the professionally published books, I know what any moderately well-read fanzine fan of the 70s and 80s and 90s knows: that it was rampant, and Paramount knew about it, and it was winked at.

More than this, respondent saith not. The jury would probably have to be out permanently on this issue (meaning auctorial intent. But wait a minute: we’re concerned about this why? I thought The Author was Dead.)  :)  …In any case, for us at this end of time, all the “hard” evidence is and must remain ambivalent. But then, things being as they were, how could it be otherwise…?

*A lot of the Trek novelists and editors during that period used to call it “Engulf + Devour.” This would have been before Viacom, which did its own engulfing + devouring on Paramount.

I heard the door close. I listened to the taxi drive away. Then there was just silence. Unbearable, painful silence. And I was alone. Again.

2 months later

And you haven’t heard from him AT ALL?”, your friend, and colleague, asked you.

Nope. I talked to his mum a week after. She asked what happened, because he wouldn’t talk to her about it and he wasn’t the same. I told her we broke up, because I couldn’t handle his life and she understood, but said she was sorry. And that’s the last I heard. Everything else I know from the media, which is not necessarily the truth.”



Nothing. I just can’t believe he just went back to his job and everyday-life. I mean, your break-up was pretty messy, for both of you. I’d have thought he’d do more about it, that’s all.”

I think I was pretty clear there was no way back for us, and he probably just accepted that.”

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Preference #116 You're in a secret relationship and it's hard to handle:

“Hey!” You greeted Harry as you let him into your flat as quickly as possible. After the door was shut and Harry was safe from any fans or paparazzi that would have been able to spot him, he started to take off his hat, sunglasses, and coat. You giggled at how silly he looked in this disguise considering it was too hot for a coat but to dark for sunglasses. He rolled his eyes as you laughed. “Are you gonna laugh at me every time?” He wondered. “Yes” you replied. Once he had rid of his disguise he gave you a warm hug and a sweet kiss. “Hi” he whispered. You smiled “Hello, you smell like a cinnamon candle” you giggled. “Yeah there’s a few of those at my flat” he explained. “Oh okay, nice.” You said giggling again at his familiar and slightly feminine scent. “Are you gonna laugh at that every time too?” He wondered jokingly. Every time…you thought, the two words spinning around in your head for a bit. “Wait…every time… what do you mean by every time, I mean were gonna tell people soon right? I thought this crazy privacy thing was just temporary.” You say; your smile quickly fading. “Um- well I mean it won’t be forever…just-” “I understand you don’t wanna have your personal life out there for everyone to see, but that fact that I can’t even call you my friend…it sucks Haz. I know you’re used to keeping secrets but I’m not…” you paused “and maybe I don’t wanna just be one of your little secrets” you said, not even thinking before you let the words leave your mouth. Harry looked so shocked, but it was too late to take back what you said. “Are you saying you wanna break up?” he questioned. “I don’t want to but-” “Are you unhappy?” He interrupted. “No Harry! You make me happier than anyone else, but it’s hard, I’ve never been in this kind of relationship and you have to understand that.” You told him. “I do (Y/N) I’m sorry, I shouldn’t expect this to be easy for you…but (Y/N) it won’t be forever, and whether it’s private or public, it won’t change how much I love you” he told you using “the L word” for the first time. “You love me?” You say, a smile creeping on your face. “Yes, (Y/N) I do, and I’m not just saying that to get you to stay. I mean it.” He said pulling you into his arms. You sighed, “Okay, I love you too I’m sorry, I just get a little overwhelmed sometimes” you explain. “It’s okay sweetheart” he said as he pressed a kiss to your head.
‘Vinicosta’s? This place is hella expensive!’ you thought to yourself as you pulled up to the restaurant your date had requested. You and Niall had met last week when you accidentally fell into his arms after tripping in a crowded shop. You had never felt better than the way you felt when he was holding you, and he seemed to somehow feel the same way because he had nervously asked you out; an offer you could never decline. “Hey! Its nice to see you again” you smiled as Niall found you waiting in front of the expensive restaurant, he went to hug you then kissed your cheek. “You too (Y/N), you look beautiful” he said, with a bright smile. “Thank you, you look nice too” you told him. With that he took your hand and led you into the restaurant. The restaurant was dimly lit and though you were wearing one of your more formal dresses, the minute you walked into the room you felt underdressed. “I have a reservation under Niall Horan” Niall said. The hostess nodded then led us to a big room that was private from the rest. The menus were electronic, on iPads, and your waitress looked like she was a part time model. “Niall this may be the most fancy restaurant I’ve ever been to. Are you sure we’re gonna be able to afford this, I’m totally cool with pizza” you said half joking half not. “You’re sweet. But don’t worry, I can cover it, love.” He said. 'Love, he called me love’ you thought, your heart doing flips. He’d called you that over text, but the word sounded so perfect as it came from his lips. “You’re not some kind of secret movie star are you?” You laughed jokingly, but Niall’s face remained rather serious. “Look (Y/N), there’s something I should tell you. I wish I didn’t have to tell you, because I know it’s only gonna make things more complicated. But I really like you and I don’t wanna start this relationship with a lie…” He rambled on. “What is it Niall? You’re scaring me…just tell me” you said placing a reassuring hand on top of his. “I-I’m in a band, a boy-band called One Direction. It’s pretty popular so…” “So… You’re um famous” you said in shock. He nodded. You looked around at the separated room you were sitting in away from the guest. “So it’s- I mean you- th- that’s how you can afford to eat here…and that’s why we’re in this separate room? So people don’t see you?” you wondered, it all making sense to you now. “Yeah…does that freak you out, because if we’re going to be in a relationship, there may be a lot of secret meetings and private dates between us, but I don’t want you to see me as a famous celebrity I’m still-” “You’re still the sweetheart that caught me when I fell and last week” you finished his sentence. He smiled “Right, So are you okay with this?”. It made you happy that Niall even envisioned you two moving forward passed a first date to have secret meetings and private dates. You thought hard before responding. “I really appreciate you telling me this…It does kinda freak me out, but I really like you too, and I think its worth a shot”
“Okay Li, I think I should head home before I fall asleep.” You told him as you were ready to leave his flat. “Okay baby, drive safe” he said as he hugged you, kissed the top of your head, then your lips. “You have to leave through the back door” He reminded you, but you already knew that, you knew it all too well. “I know” you said smiling slightly. Leaving through the back door lead straight to your car, rather than through the front door which lead to the main street where paparazzi and fans could see you leaving Liam’s flat and start to wonder. “I love you” he said with a smile as he started to open the door for you. “Yeah you too” you sighed quietly. “(Y/N)?” “Yes Liam?” you wondered. “What’s wrong? And don’t even think about saying nothing, because I know somethings wrong.”. You sighed again. “You know Liam, you’re right something is wrong. What’s wrong is the fact that it’s almost our 6 month anniversary and I still have to sneak through the back door just to watch Netflix with you. I do love you, a lot , but it’s really hard having to keep so much inside of me. I can’t even tell my best friend that I have a boyfriend and that sucks” “I understand and I’m sorry…” He trailed off, having nothing left to say. “But you can’t just say that every time Liam. I don’t know if I can…if I can do this” you said, your voice now a hushed whisper. “(Y/N) no, please don’t end it like this, you know it’s not my decision, management doesn’t want me to-” he said as he held your hands in his. “I know” you interrupted, “but…” “(Y/N) please just let me talk to Paul, tomorrow I’ll talk to him. Please just don’t leave me, I love you” he said, his voice shaking. Tears started to slip down your face. He should have talked to Paul ages ago; it was only when you threatened to leave that he was actually gaining the confidence to do it. “Let’s just take a break, and when you sort things out with management, call me” you said. You placed a kiss on his cheek and left before he could convince you to stay.
“Louis, what would happen if people found out about us?” you wondered out loud. He looked at you, confused, considering you were talking about gummy bears previously. “Well that was random” Louis said, chucking slightly. “Don’t avoid my question Louis” you warned. “I’m not- just what exactly made you think of that?” he wondered. He definitely was avoiding the question. “Well I mean, we’re cuddling in your bed, and it made me think of how much I love you, and that made me think of the other people I love, like my family and my friends from home. I have these thoughts a lot and it makes me sad that you can’t go to my family reunions and meet my crazy uncle, or my sweet grandma who I know would love you and offer to make you cookies, or my older guy cousins who you would really get along with, or my little niece who’s only 3 years o-” “(Y/N),” Louis interrupted, a shameful look on his face.You sat up on the bed, so Louis did too. “No Louis let me finish. My best friend, you’ve never met her either she’s like a sister to me. My best friends boyfriend you haven’t met him, so you don’t know how cute they are together. Or how they can make anyone feel like a third wheel. You’ve never met my friends, you’ve never seen me with them, or how I act when I’m around them. You’ve never seen where I grew up or the people I’ve grown up with, these people that I love so much…and you don’t even know their names” you said, tears now spilling from your eyes. “I don’t mean to make you feel guilty, but it just makes me really sad that you haven’t met such great people and that I don’t even know if you ever will.” you cried out. “Hey hey, (Y/N) Shhh, I will baby” Louis said, holding you closer and trying to calm you down. “When?! When!? At our wedding? Meeting my Dad for the first time as he lets go of my arm after he walks me down the isle? yeah that would be great Louis?” you said sarcastically. You knew you were exaggerating but all that you were saying had to be said. “(Y/N) you know that I’ve been trying to meet your parents! You know how busy my schedule is, I barely have time!” he tells you. “Yeah well maybe you don’t have enough time for me” you said starting to pull away from his embrace. “Wait (Y/N) Please I didn’t mean it like that…I’m sorry. Please come here.” You were reluctant but you never could say no to his hugs so you again wrapped yourself around him. “I’m sorry (Y/N) I know this is hard, you don’t deserve this. You deserve more than me. You deserve someone who can meet your friends and family; your loved ones. I don’t want us to break up b-but If you want to find that someone and leave me, I-I understand.” he said. You couldn’t believe the words he was saying. “But Louis there is no one else I’d want my family an friends to meet” you admitted. “Theres no one else who would like my crazy uncle, no one else my grandma would bake cookies for, no one else my cousins would get along with like they would with you because I love you, louis.” you told him, tears still falling from your eyes and his too. He kissed you. He kissed you with more passion and meaning than ever before. “I love you (Y/N), I’m not sure about a family reunion yet, but I can start with your parents; baby steps.” he said. “Baby steps.” you agreed, before kissing him once more.
You were and Zayn were in a relationship but you were not together. You were in the same country, the same city, the same coffee shop, on the same day, at the same time…but you were not together. You sat near the window while he sat near the back of the cafe. 'You look beautiful today.’ Zayn texted you. You looked over to him and smiled. 'Thank you xx -How are you?’ You answered, now waiting for his response. This was as close as you ever got to going on a date, in public. Sure he’d been to your place a few times, but it was only at night when it was dark and fans and paparazzi were unlike likely to spot him. Sure he had ordered flowers and had them sent to you, but he never got a chance to see your face light up when you got them. And sure, you were in the same place having coffee, but you weren’t together; not really. 'Idk I’m okay I guess’ you replied. 'Just okay? What would make it better?’ 'Honestly? If we didn’t have to this’ 'Do what?’ He wondered but he already knew. 'Text each other from across the same room on our “date”’ 'I’m sorry, you understand why though right? If the fans found out they would tear you apart. We can’t be public’ You sighed and put you head in your hands, tears threatening to slip from your eyes. 'Please don’t be mad’ he texted you, though you hadn’t responded to the previous one yet. 'Im not mad I’m just…it’s really hard, not even being able to tell my family about you.’ You knew he was just trying to protect you but you were strong, you could handle the hate. And even if you weren’t strong enough you had your friends, family and Zayn to support you right? 'Im sorry sweetheart I wish it wasn’t like this’ 'It doesn’t have to be Zayn!’ You wanted to yell. 'Im sorry’ he said again. 'The more you say that, the less meaningful it becomes’ and with that you left the cafe, unsure if you wanted him to chase after you or not.

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A/N: Definitely one of my favorite prefs I’ve written! Thanks to the anon who requested it! btw, REQUESTS ARE OPEN NOW! YAY! I love you xx -Alayna

"Happy 1 year.."
  • Y/N's POV
  • I looked at the clock and finally started getting ready. "You ready?" My manager peeps in her head in my room. I just nod and followed her down the stairs into the car. It was time to do a red carpet for an event. Who knows what event it was this time, all I know is, there are events after events that it is hard to keep up which one is happening.
  • We got to the event, and I got out the car. Flashes and camera shatters started going off. My manager let me onto the carpet to take some pictures. As I was walking, I got called by a friend of mine in seventeen magazine, to do a quick interview. I walked up to him and greeted him.
  • Interviewer: How are you Y/N?
  • Y/N: I'm good. Very good. Excited to be here!
  • Interviewer: What are you excited most about tonight?
  • Y/N: You know, everything. I just can't wait to see what Kevin Hart has in store as the host this year. So, I'm expecting it to be really funny..
  • Interviewer: So it was recently your birthday.
  • Y/N: Yes it was just last month exactly
  • Interviewer: Well, happy belated birthday from all of us!
  • Y/N: Thank you so much.
  • Interviewer: So can you recall the most memorable birthday good or bad in your life
  • Y/N: I can actually but I'm not going to say it haha
  • Interviewer: Come on, we can handle it
  • Y/N: Ok Well I have had great birthdays in the past. But the one I remember the most was my worst birthday in my life
  • Interviewer: OOoo, what happened?
  • Y/N: Well, a couple days before my birthday I was in jersey visiting some friends and I came back the morning of my birthday. And I went home to see my boyfriend
  • Interviewer: Ooo, boyfriend!!
  • Y/N: Yeah, well when I went home, I found him in bed, naked, with another girl in his arms.
  • Interviewer: WHAAATTT
  • Y/N: Yeah, my reaction too hahaha
  • Interviewer: And then what did you do?
  • Y/N: I was shocked too. And at that point I started a video and taking pictures as proof that there was another girl in bed with him, you know, just in case he denies it to our friends
  • Interviewer: Genius! Genius move!
  • Y/N: And from then on I just kept recording. I set it on the table so I can get the whole thing on table. I slowly removed the blanket that was covering them, and found that they were both naked. Which made me so much more mad you know. So I walked my butt to the kitchen, grabbed a big bucket, put 20 big hand scoops of ice cubes in it, then put cold water to the top. I walked back to the room, and poured it allllll over their bodies
  • Interviewer: YOU DID NOT!!!!
  • Y/N: But I did haha
  • Interviewer: They must have been pissed!!hahaha
  • Y/N: GOOD! Haha, well he fell to the side of the bed and sat up and said "Y/N what the hell!" like what the hell was that for and what the hell are you doing home. And the girl was trying to cover herself and yelling at me "YOU ARE FREAKING CRAZY!" And I remember yelling to the both of them, "IF A BOY EVERY CHEATS ON ME, I WILL BECOME A CRAZY BITCH NOT BECAUSE I'M CRAZY BUT BECAUSE YOU CRAZY ENOUGH TO CHEAT ON ME!"
  • Interviewer: That is great!! Hahaha he deserves it both of them! You heard it here folks! You cheat on her, you get the bucket!
  • Y/N: Yeah, want to know the craziest part of it all?
  • Interviewer: What's that?
  • Y/N: It was my most recent birthday...
  • Y/N: I did in fact have one
  • Interviewer: WHAT?! Dish the dirt, who was it?!
  • Y/N: Haha that is what I'm going to be keeping a secret.
  • Interviewer: How long were you guys together? How long have you known each other?
  • Y/N: We've known each other for 2 years? 2 1/2 years, yeah. We dated for 11 months on my birthday. So we were friends before.
  • Interviewer: How tragic. Who is it though? A boy from your hometown? Someone famous?
  • Y/N: Wellllll, you know him.... So...
  • Interviewer: We know him huh? So he's famous!
  • Y/N: Welllll.... Yeah....? He's known..
  • Interviewer: He's upcoming famous.
  • Y/N: There you go, he's upcoming famous.
  • Interviewer: Come on, why won't you tell us? He did you wrong, do him wrong. Don't you want girls to know about him and his ways?
  • Y/N: *Smiles * Haha, I'm not going to deny him future girlfriends! Haha that sounds too much of an ex girlfriend type. I'm not like that. You know, one mistake does not define a person. Yeah, the mistake he made was pretty big and wrong but you know I don't know his intentions for doing so, or his reasonings behind it. But have you ever heard of the saying "You can do 99 things right and 1 thing wrong. But everyone will only remember the 1 thing you did wrong?" He did everything right in our relationship except one thing, the wrong thing. Doing me wrong. I don't want people to know him by the one thing he did wrong.
  • Interviewer: That's very kind of you for someone who just got their heart broken and cheated on. But really, are you sure there's not one little ounce in your body that wants people to know about him?
  • Y/N: Haha no.. I'm not going to do him dirty like that. I will not deny him his career because of one mistake either. I believe in him. I believe in his future. That it will be big and bright. I support him 100% and I will always be his number 1 fan whether he knows it or not. And I wish him all the luck in the future.
  • Interviewer: One more question. Why did you keep your relationship a secret?
  • Y/N: I have a personal life and a professional life. I like to keep those 2 separate. What I do in my personal life is my business. Not anyone else's. I didn't want my fans or his fans calling him out or me out saying we don't deserve each other, we can do better, or why are you guys dating, or he/she is ugly just because we are dating. No.. I don't want people to be in my business telling me what I can and can't have in my life. I would love to make my personal life public so everyone can know more about me but I'm not ready for that. I'm not comfortable with people telling me those kinds of things yet. So until then, my personal life and my business life will stay separate.
  • Interviewer: If you saw him right now, or he's watching this right now, what do you have to say to him?
  • Y/n: Today is the 9th?
  • Interviewer: It is in fact the 9th.
  • Y/N: uhm, * looks into the camera * Happy 1 year. * smiles

anonymous asked:

I just started uni and I can't do it anymore it's too hard I haven't met a single person who seems like they could be my good friend none of them even seem to like me.. I'm already behind in work and I'm only 35th in the class.. But I can't leave or even tell anybody that I'm struggling because I've been told my whole life that uni is the best 4 years. If this is the best then I don't even want to try anymore. (Sorry I just needed to say it to someone what do I do ps could you tag it "Norah"?)

Anyone who says “uni is the best 4 years of your life” or “high school is the best 4 years of your life” or “your 20s are the best years of your life” is an idiot. I’m sorry, but personally, I’ve spent SO long freaking out about that and how people said that to me yet when I was in college I was struggling so badly that it was actually the WORST 4 years of my life.

No one can predict when the best time of your life will be. You can’t. The general population can’t. Everyone is different. Everyone finds a different part of their life to be the best years. I’m crossing my fingers and hoping mine didn’t come yet. After everything I’ve been through and my personality, it makes sense that the best years of my life will be when I start a family. BUT, you can’t have those expectations for yourself. You can’t say “THIS is going to be the best part of my life”. You can’t say “when I turn 20 is going to be the best time”. 

Probably one of my best pieces of advice is something I told one of my friends years ago:


If you want to enjoy uni at all, you need to reach out for support. If you’re miserable and you’re not telling anyone, it’s not worth it. You’re not going to enjoy yourself, you’re just going to dig yourself into this hole you can’t find your way out of.

You can leave if you want. You can start uni later, there’s no rule saying you have to start immediately after high school.

You can talk to someone. You can tell them you’re struggling. Family. Family can help. By my senior year and the short time I was in grad school I was going home every weekend. I also finally opened up to my teachers senior year. They already knew I had stuff going on and would help me out and give extensions if I needed them or let me miss class or give me alternate assignments or understand if I had to leave campus and go home for a week out of the blue (which I did). You can also talk to a counselor on campus. They can help you with all of this and with the transition into uni. It’s not the same as high school. It’s different. You need time to adjust and counseling (either individual, or you could see if they have some kind of group for new uni students) could be extremely helpful. 

You don’t have to take the same amount of classes as everyone else. So, maybe you’ll take longer to graduate. Or maybe you’ll need a winter or summer course here and there to graduate at the same time as your class. Don’t overwork yourself. Talk to your advisor and see about lessening your workload and if you can plan ahead in a way where you can take less courses per term and maybe do a winter class online from home or a few weeks of a summer course. Make sure you still give yourself a break to rest. But most colleges will have classes going over the longer breaks (winter, spring, summer) so that you can catch up if you need to or fit something in you couldn’t otherwise. Let your advisor help you too.

Don’t stress too much about friends. They’ll come. Maybe you won’t meet all of them in class. Maybe there’s an outside activity or club you can join. I didn’t keep any of my friends from college because I was struggling so bad the time I was there and it’s a long story but while I was there I did have a few people who I would talk to during the day between classes on campus or maybe spend a little time with… occasionally go out with… I met all of them through the dance program. I was a dance major (we had a small class… there were 4 of us in my year). Even though it was class, for us it was also an activity. We had rehearsals for the company which weren’t classes and we spent a lot of time together because we were dancers and we had that in common. For us, we ended up being in almost all of our classes together as well so it helped. Once you chose a major, if you haven’t already, you’ll start seeing and getting to know a lot of the same people. And you can chose a club or organization related to whatever your major is. You can also join something not related to your major. 

So, since this was so long, key points:

  • tell someone you’re struggling
  • lessen your workload if you decide to stay- talk to your advisor
  • talk to a counselor about transitioning to uni and see if they have a new student group 
  • if you’re away from home, go home to visit when you need to
  • don’t get too stressed about grades, everyone thinks they do worse in uni… my brother went from an A student in all accelerated classes to a C-ish student at college, he didn’t understand it at first but the truth is college IS harder and that’s okay, you’re not the only one and there are more important things than grades
  • join a club or organization
  • DON’T GIVE UP JUST BECAUSE OTHER PEOPLE TOLD YOU THIS IS THE BEST TIME OF YOUR LIFE. Your life is what you make of it. You can make this the best time if you want, but why? Why not AIM to make it the best time of your life… but when you graduate, AIM to make the next part of your life the best. Don’t expect too much from yourself or from life but don’t let yourself feel like it’s all shit either.