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Double Dating for Dummies x Jeff Atkins

Originally posted by wkom

requested by anon ;  Can you write one where you are on a double date with Clay and Hannah, your date is Jeff. Originally you went so it wouldn’t be awkward for anyone as it is their first date together but turns out it was also a real date too between Jeff and you, which you don’t find out till later on when Clay says I told you this double date would help all of us.

You still couldn’t believe you let Hannah talk you in to this. A double date never goes well, that’s basic knowledge for everybody who watches way too many shows and teen drama’s.
‘Why was this a good idea again?’ You ask Hannah, while you look how she runs her hand through her short hair, her eyes focused on her reflection in the mirror.
‘Because you’re helping me out, [Y/N]. I don’t want to mess things up with Clay, and with you there, it will be so less awkward.’ Hannah turned around, smiling at you.
‘Hannah, I’m pretty sure Clay likes you anyway. He did confess that, right? You told me about, twenty times.’ You chuckled.
‘I know, but still. Besides, Clay is bringing along a friend, it will be loads of fun!’
‘For you two, yeah, still not sure which friend of Clay you’re referring to.’ You had been doubtful about your ‘date’, not sure who to expect. With Clay, you never really knew. However, since he had told Hannah how much he liked her, Hannah had been looking happier. She smiled again, made jokes and messed around with you. It was nice to see her like that again.
‘Don’t worry about it, [Y/N], I’m sure it won’t be that bad,’ Hannah grinned. ‘Besides, you’re doing this for me, so don’t you dare to be too focused on your date.’ She gave you a cheeky wink and then took her phone that buzzed loudly from the table. ‘They’re almost here!’ She announced happily.
‘Oh, joy.’
‘C’mon, I promise you won’t regret it. Have I told you you’re literally the best?’
‘Not nearly enough,’ you laughed, ‘but c’mon, let’s go downstairs.’
Just when you got down the stairs, the doorbell rang, announcing Clay’s and your dates arrival.
Hannah immediately opened up the door, greeting Clay with giving him a hug. A bit hidden behind Clay, you saw your company for the night. And, it actually wasn’t too bad. Fuck that, you were suddenly glad Clay was friends with him.
Jeff’s dark hair was in its usual quiff, his bright white teeth nervously tugging at his bottom lip and his hands pushed into the pockets of his black jeans. He was wearing a grey long sleeved shirt, with three buttons on the top of the shirt, that he hadn’t bothered to button up.
‘Oh, [Y/N], you know Jeff, right?’ Hannah ginned, turning around towards you. She looked very happy with herself, as did Clay. You kinda hated the smug smile on their faces, but couldn’t help but be happy with Jeff standing there.
‘Yeah, hi.’ You smiled, waving a bit awkwardly. Maybe the awkwardness wouldn’t be between Hannah and Clay, but between Jeff and you.
‘Hi, [Y/N].’ Jeff smiled back, pulling his hands out of his jeans pockets.
‘So, you two ready to go? We could go to the movies, and then go to the diner to have a milkshake or something?’ Clay suggested.
‘Sounds great!’ Hannah smiled, and you nodded along.
Apparently Jeff was driving, so you were forced to site in the passenger seat next to him, while Hannah and Clay sat in the backseat. The whole drive they were so caught up in their conversation that they barely noticed Jeff and you.
‘They seem pretty close,’ Jeff joked, looking at you and then glancing at the mirror.
‘They do, huh. Makes you wonder why they even want to go on a double date,’ you pointed out.
‘Yeah,’ Jeff said, focusing on the road. ‘So, eh, what kinda movie do you want to see?’
‘I don’t really have a preference. I like all kinds of movies. As long as it isn’t too romantic, because I’m not sure we’ll survive that with those two with us,’ you joked, pointing towards the backseat.
‘I can only agree with you,’ Jeff grinned. ‘Good thing I picked out a movie. Not sure what it is about, I just went with it because I liked the title.’
‘And what is the title?’
‘Don’t remember.’ Jeff confessed, a sheepish smile on his lips, making you laugh out loud.
‘What did I sign up for?’ You said, still laughing.

Turned out you signed up for a night full of laughs with Jeff, about how Hannah and Clay would get stuck together at one point, and how they would have to be together forever. It had actually been a while that you had so much fun, and it did surprise you. Sure, Jeff was pretty nice to look at, but you never knew he was actually a fun guy too. You two had a lot in common, more then you had thought.
You barely even noticed the meaningful glances Hannah gave Jeff and you. The movie had been absolutely amazing. Jeff did have a good taste in movies.
Now, the four of you were sitting in the diner, enjoying a milkshake while Jeff and you shared a plate of fries. You still were kinda hungry, but didn’t want to admit it. Jeff did notice it anyway, and ordered himself a plate of fries, but ending up sharing it with you. Even though he barely ate any fries. It did warm your heart a bit.
‘So, Jeff,’ Clay started, grinning at Jeff who was seated on the opposite side of the booth. You were sitting right beside Jeff. ‘I think you have to thank me, huh?’
‘Yeah, thanks,’ Jeff laughed.
‘Wait, I’m not following,’ you added, confused. This date was all about Hannah and Clay, wasn’t it?
‘Jeff wanted to ask you out, but was too afraid, so I came up with the idea of a double date. And I think it worked out pretty good.’ Clay smiled.
You frowned, and looked still confused at Jeff.
‘Is that true?’ You asked him.
‘Eh, yeah.’ Jeff admitted, nervously tugging at the sleeves of his shirt.
‘And I thought this was all about Hannah and Clay being awkward around each other.’ You said, a bit flabbergasted that you weren’t aware of this set-up date.
‘Oh, c’mon, have you seen them together?’ Jeff laughed. ‘But hey, doesn’t matter. You, eh, you’re not mad, right?’
‘Why would I be?’ You smiled. ‘It’s kinda cute.’ You admitted, cheeks starting to get bright red. You quickly looked at the other side of the booth, but Hannah and Clay were tangled up in yet another intriguing conversation.
‘How about a walk?’ Jeff proposed. ‘We’ll be back here to give them a ride home, they won’t even notice we were gone.’ You nodded and slide out of the booth, waiting for Jeff.
It was quite a dark night, since the moon was hidden behind the clouds. Luckily it hadn’t cooled down too much.
‘So, it was all a set-up?’ You started, smiling.
‘Yeah, eh, I guess I’m the awkward one here.’ Jeff laughed. ‘You’re really not mad, huh?’
‘Of course I’m not, as long as we get to do this again, without Hannah and Clay.’
‘That’s a promise.’ Jeff immediately said.
‘Can’t wait.’ You smiled, looking at him.
Turns out that double dates aren’t always trouble and drama. 

Mad House (Frostiron)

@teckmonky I was inspired by your Wine Mom Loki~


It had been eight years since the disastrous Civil War, seven since Tony quit being an Avenger, and three since the accords were ratified to Steve’s liking and the rogue Avengers came back.

But without Tony as an Avenger and with the US garnishing their wages to pay reparations to all the people they’d hurt and infrastructure they damaged during the Civil War, money was tight.

The Avengers couldn’t afford the upkeep or rent for the Avengers Compound. The cost for jet fuel for the quinjets was mind blowing. Their gear was falling apart and they didn’t have enough money to get specialists to fix them.

So Steve was going to Tony, hat in hand.

They hadn’t spoken since Steve reached out to him when the accords had been ratified, and when he had Tony had brushed him off, stating he didn’t have time for empty apologies. Steve bit back his anger and tried to convince him to join the Avengers again, but Tony told him the group wasn’t worth his time.

It was a bit embarrassing to ask him for money, but not as bad as when he’d been a dancing monkey raising war bonds.

Stark Tower seemed to loom over him with a malicious glare.

All the windows had been tinted, making it harder to look through them from the outside.

As Steve walked into the lobby he gawped at the new design. He could only describe it as razor sharp and intimidating.

It clashed with the wholesome look that Steve favored.

He was so caught up in his staring that he didn’t notice the adolescent girl that was nearing him.

She was walking backwards and flipping off the cameras. She walked straight into Steve and spun around.

“Watch it, fuck face!” she said loudly, making Steve reel backwards. She stormed off before he could formulate a response.

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Bloody Kisses- Chapter 1

Pairing: Ivar x Reader

Word Count: 3106

Warnings: None for this chapter…Ivar and You are playing a dangerous game

AN: Here is the series you all very so crazy about so I expect some feedback, please!

Originally posted by inthenameofodin

Brilliant eyes narrowed in concentration as she surveyed the table, the piles of books and notes not what she was seeking. She gnawed her lower lip, thinking. There was a reference she needed, a passage she’d read that might cast light on her current research, but it wasn’t in the collection beside her. A large book, heavy and old. Red leather? The title escaped her, but she thought she remembered the shelf where she’d found it before.

Rising with her usual unconscious grace, she moved to the stacks, dim illumination plucking highlights from her hair. Damn! Just my luck. How likely is it that two people would be interested in the same dusty old tome? She leaned against the shelves, trying to remember what the reference had said. No joy; I need that book. A student stomped by, scowling at the world, overloaded backpack like a camel’s hump swaying a beat behind his steps. She leaned back to let him pass, smiling kindly, not that she expected him to notice. He seemed oblivious to kindness. He passed her with half an inch to spare, but the bookcase was slightly wider. His pack hit with a thud, knocking the poorly balanced top shelf awry. She looked toward the noise, but saw nothing to concern her as she grinned; the student hadn’t even paused to glance back.

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Sanders Sides Starters pt. 1
  • ❛  believe it or not I was quite the nerd in school.  ❜
  • ❛  greeting wonderful citizens! and you nerds.  ❜
  • ❛  the important thing to keep in mind is that nobody is perfect. everyone comes with their own flaws.  ❜
  • ❛  are we bringing up your flaws now ? because if so get ready to take a lot of notes.  ❜
  • ❛  you procrastinate a lot, you can be a bit selfish with your food and your other belongings, you’re definitely not the most adventurous person –  ❜
  • ❛  nope! nope we are not talking about fears. I’m well aware of those.  ❜
  • ❛  wow. that was a surprisingly deep and poignant question.  ❜
  • ❛  where do babies come from ? I know it’s got something to do with storks.  ❜
  • ❛  do you know how often you say you can’t cook ? lot’s of times. do you know how often you try to learn how to cook ? zero times !  ❜
  • ❛  your face is scary !  ❜
  • ❛  which we all know is referred to as adultery !  ❜
  • ❛  you’re a real pizza work.  ❜
  • ❛  ta ta ! I wish you the best of luck in your adultery !  ❜
  • ❛  oh I’m sorry was I not wanted at this exact second ?  ❜
  • ❛  what are you doing different ? what are you doing wrong ? what are you forgetting to do ?  ❜
  • ❛  sorry kid but this is what I do.  ❜
  • ❛  he’s severely lacking in the knowledge department.  ❜
  • ❛  I hear what you’re saying and I do care about that, but here’s the thing: I don’t really care about that.  ❜
  • ❛  oh good ! my anxiety ! right on time.  ❜
  • ❛  all these thought and emotions in complete turmoil ? how could I not show up to this party ?  ❜
  • ❛  get over it. you’re the least popular character and you know it.  ❜
  • ❛  curse you for making me laugh !  ❜
  • ❛  uhg. I do not like you.  ❜
  • ❛  give it up. resolutions are nothing more than empty promises to yourself.  ❜
  • ❛  you sicken me. you can’t always rely on a catchy tune to solve your problems !  ❜
  • ❛  you besmirch the name of disney ? this time you have gone too far !  ❜
  • ❛  really ? this is where you draw the line ?  ❜
  • ❛  he was a very busy prince ! he had a lot on his mind !  ❜
  • ❛  it’s totally fine to believe a random stranger when they tell you to jump out the window when they’ve already broken into your house.  ❜
  • ❛  don’t sign a contract without having your mer-lawyer look over all the fine print and stipulations.  ❜
  • ❛  I just wanna support you in everything you do !  ❜
  • ❛  clickbait works (name) !  ❜
  • ❛  I kept disney channel stars from starving !  ❜
  • ❛  I almost died on a disney channel set !  ❜
  • ❛  talk about the food !  ❜
  • ❛  dad jokes, they work every time.  ❜
  • ❛  can you like, stop, for once in your life ?  ❜
  • ❛  I know your limits, that’s all I was saying.  ❜
  • ❛  what issue ? you’re totally fine.  ❜
  • ❛  he literally has dreams that are delusional and highly unrealistic.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m not your son.  ❜
  • ❛  bigger house means more dogs !  ❜
  • ❛  I learned so much today !  ❜
  • ❛  roses are red, violets are blue … sunflowers are yellow, tulips come in all sorts of colors, so do roses – I really like flowers – daffodils are also yellow.  ❜
  • ❛  I know big words too ! … saaaxaphone –  ❜
  • ❛  I’ve got an idea ! don’t. don’t even try.  ❜
  • ❛  that’s not how people work.  ❜
  • ❛  I would like to speak from the heart, but hearts don’t have mouths.  ❜
  • ( laughing ) ❛  well, I’m hopelessly crushed.  ❜
  • ❛  not talk about me ?  ❜
  • ❛  you find out what might be making their life difficult …  and you kill it.  ❜
  • ❛  weddings are nothing but outdated, expensive pageantry.  ❜
  • ❛  plus the diamond industry is incredibly unethical.  ❜
  • ❛  stop. you’re upsetting him.  ❜
  • ❛  I am feeling all types of bad.  ❜
  • ❛  I wasn’t trying to help.  ❜
  • ❛  what are you laughing at Hot Topic ?  ❜
  • ❛  you’re implying that you love us !  ❜
  • ❛  I gotta go bury that dragon witch body.  ❜
  • ❛  home maintenance is not a joke.  ❜
  • ❛  I’m a textbook procrastinator.  ❜
  • ❛  didn’t take you for the dress up type.  ❜
  • ❛  did you actually look in a mirror when you put that on ?  ❜
  • ❛  it can’t be a bad video if you never make one.  ❜
  • ❛  when in doubt, remember that everything we do is all pointless anyways.  ❜
  • ❛  bleak, but I appreciate you trying to contribute.  ❜
  • ❛  elementary my dear … daddy.  ❜
  • ❛  who gave him a knife !?  ❜
  • ❛  (name) and I are playing dress up, (name) is making us question our existence and I found a dollar !  ❜
  • ❛  ha ! I like that nickname and I’m gonna use it now.  ❜
  • ❛  how could you do it ? I trusted you.  ❜
  • ( sighs ) ❛  feelings, the bane of my existence.  ❜
  • ❛  is it because I have a dollar and you don’t ?  ❜
  • ❛  I am the cause of this, but I’m also the solution – to a problem I have caused and will inevitably resolve.  ❜
  • ❛  am I in a paradoxical loop where I endlessly generate a problem and try to solve it like a snake devouring its own tail in order to satiate its hunger !?  ❜
  • ❛  that was dark even for me.  ❜
  • ❛  shush and make a face of agreement like everyone else.  ❜
  • ❛  don’t screw it up !  ❜
  • ❛  you … never want me to stick around …  ❜
  • ❛  MOTHER F–  ❜
  • ❛  get me out of here please. I need to leave.  ❜
  • ❛  bippity boppity boo-yah !  ❜
  • ❛  that’s one of those outbursts that we internalize.  ❜
  • ❛  I know you intended to hurt my feelings, but I AM JUST SO DARN PROUD OF YOU THAT YOU MADE A DAD JOKE !  ❜
  • ❛  I also still maintain my MySpace page. it’ll bounce back.  ❜
  • ❛  I usually go and sit on a surface that isn’t meant to be sat on because when tomorrow comes I will be faced with even more challenges and I am too overwhelmed to be worrying about what ‘is’ and ‘is not’ a chair.  ❜
  • ❛  I basically just listen to The Campfire Song Song from Spongebob on repeat.  ❜
  • ❛  well that was thoroughly and utterly disappointing.  ❜
  • ❛  you know what ? I am done ! I am done here. I am done with all of you.  ❜
  • ❛  he misused the word infinitesimal last week !  ❜
  • ❛  don’t patronize me.  ❜

anonymous asked:

Hey, do you know of any fics with trans Remus or Sirius, or just any trans characters in general. Preferably more happy ones, I just got putted to my parents as trans and I'm feeling kinda shitty right now. It's fine if you don't know of any

Oh jeez, it really sucks that you got outed…outing anyone else is just such a shitty thing to do. I hope things get better for you– you’re awesome and strong and I know you can do this, even though it’s hard and it doesn’t feel good right now.

But anyway, yes, I can absolutely provide you with some trans!wolfstar recs! I’ve recently updated my trans!Sirius reclist and my non-binary!Sirius reclist, and for tumblr posts I have a trans!Remus tag, a trans!Sirius tag, and a non-binary!Sirius tag. And for non-wolfstar I only have a small list of trans!Lily fics but if you request other HP characters I’ll see what I can do. All that’s left is trans!Remus fics, so here you go! 

Notes: There are actually so. many. FANTASTIC trans!Remus fics that I’ve had to break them up into “Definitely read” (my faves) and “Also check out” but honestly all of them are fabulous & worth reading. I’ve tried to make this a fairly comprehensive list of trans!Remus wolfstar fics, but I’ve done my best to mark angsty fics & list warnings so that you can decide whether or not to read them.

All fics feature transmale!Remus unless noted specifically that the fic contains transfemale!Remus.

Updated 27 July 2017 to fix the links tumblr apparently broke.

Trans!Remus fics

Definitely read:

  • *TransFigured by picascribit– 26k, E, mwpp era. “We thought you might be a werewolf,” said Sirius. “What?” Remus almost laughed at the absurdity….“I know. All I meant was, we thought you might be, and we still wanted to be friends. Whatever you’re not telling us — how much worse can it be?“” Fantastic fic but beware of angst, esp. in the beginning. TW: suicide attempt, transphobia, bullying, dysphoria. [Sequel: TransLate– 5k, M, mwpp era. Accidental pregnancy.]
  • *I’ll paint a mural of your smile by david8– 33k, T, non-magic/coffee shop AU. “…it doesn’t take Sirius long to sense something different about Remus…And soon, even Remus understands that not everything is as it should be with the seemingly happy, extroverted and flirtatious rich guy…” Also with bipolar, non-binary Sirius. Some angst related to mental illness.
  • *I just didn’t know it yet. by genderisasocialconstruct– 1k, G, MWPP era & post-Hogwarts. “Sirius comes to realise that the time waiting for his soulmate was well worth the wait.” Soulmate AU. Super super cute. Fluff. 
  • *Queer As Day by philiatran– WIP~ 24k, T, non-magic/university AU. “Sirius Black…has two things. 1. A penchant for photography. and 2. A tumblr blog dedicated to picture after picture of Remus Lupin.” Everyone is queer and it is fabulous. Some angst regarding friendships, as well as several clearly-marked triggers, esp. TW: dysphoria, transphobia, past suicide attempt, depression. [fic missing from Ao3]
  • Long Distance by irrationalmoony & LadyAmina– WIP~ 21k, E, non-magic/university AU. “James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter have been inseparable since…their first day at Hogwarts boarding school. So when Remus relocates to France for further schooling…they’re not going to let the distance stop them…” Texting fic, also with genderfluid!Sirius. Fluff.
  • *Succession of Halos by LadyFaceElena– 7k, G, non-magic AU. “When Remus gets talked into seeing his favourite author–Astronomy Professor S. Black–hold a stargazing lecture, he…does not expect the ripped jeans and rolling-stones t-shirt wearing, motor-bike riding Sirius Black….” Also has genderfluid!Sirius.
  • Forbidden by LadyFaceElena– 12k, G, non-magic/university AU. “...Lily and Marlene decide to make a video in response to Israel’s banned book about a Jewish and Arab romance…Artist Sirius Black reluctantly agrees to participate…having no idea he’s on the path to finding love…” Also has genderfluid!Sirius. Contains discussions of family issues & oppression but not overly angsty.
  • *All Hail the Outlaws by LadyFaceElena– 29k, E, non-magic/university AU. “One of Remus Lupin’s three jobs happens to be working maintenance for their flat building…James Potter and Sirius Black move in across the hall…the pair set out to make their neighbours new best friends, and everyone’s life is turned upside down, but in the best way possible.” Some mentions of transphobia & misgendering but mostly fluff.
  • Boys by oliverdalstonbrowning– 3k, G, mwpp era. “Remus doubts himself and Sirius plays Space Oddity.” So much fluff. Remus has some dysphoria in this but really it’s just so fluffy.
  • The Hands and the Heart by oliverdalstonbrowning–3k, T, mwpp era. “Dysphoria is the hardest struggle Remus has ever faced, but Sirius is determined to show him the hands and the heart of his situation. [TW: Gender Dysphoria, self-harm, brief alcohol mention.]” Definitely angsty but oh-so-sweet.
  • No Understanding no Sound from Above by kyuuketsukirui– 2k, M, multiple eras. “Remus has a secret that has nothing to do with the full moon.” Closeted transfemale!Remus. Beautiful writing but very sad– lots of internal and external angst due to canon timeline, no happy ending. 
  • ennui by elliotasterion– WIP~ 12k, M, magic AU set after PoA. “Sirius is cleared of all charges after the events of Prisoner of Azkaban, but Peter escapes anyway. Remus and Sirius have to find a way to come together all over again, while keeping Harry out of trouble. (Not a raising-Harry fic.)” Feels very real, quite well-written. Some angst, mostly related to Sirius’s mental health issues & canon events but also a couple transphobic remarks.
  • *Semi-Automatic by destielspancake– WIP~ 68k, T, non-magic/texting AU. Remus and Sirius start texting because of a wrong number. Lots of fun & jokes but also angst– do heed the warnings, esp. TW: dysphoria, self-harm, and references to past suicide attempts and rape.
  • secrets were made to be known by atlaspeaks– 3k, M, mwpp era. “Remus has always had secrets. He’s gotten used to having them - and even more so, used to having them found out.” Lovely & fluffy apart from brief section in which Remus is outed without his consent.

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Alone, Until I Get Home (15/?)

Summary: In Boston, Henry Swan’s six-year-old brother Ian finds a book titled “Once Upon a Time” hidden beneath the seat in their mom’s old yellow bug. As soon as Henry touches it, he remembers.

Season 3 Canon Divergence-Emma finds out she’s pregnant a few weeks after she and Henry leave Storybrooke with new memories and new lives. Nearly seven years later, another Dark Curse puts her family in danger, and Emma must return to Storybrooke to help them.

Who’s powerful enough to cast the Dark Curse? And how the hell is she going to tell Hook they have a son together?

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Tagging: @elkelpo@m98h@strawberrycupcakeprincess@crisanja@superchocovian @adeelam@andiirivera@cinnamonduckling@mez86​ @tiganasummertree

Chapter 15

At the Charmings’ suggestion, and with Emma’s encouragement, Killian takes the boys out—both to afford Emma an opportunity to rest, and to provide Henry and Ian with a distraction. The early evening air is cool, and, for the first time since he watched Emma disappear behind a curtain of falling rocks, Killian feels like he can breathe again.

Emma’s bruised and weary but otherwise uninjured, and she’s not shutting him out anymore—she still hasn’t told him what’s been bothering her, but she will, and that’s enough to lift the crushing weight from his shoulders.

Killian retrieves a few items from his rooms at the inn and stuffs them into a satchel, then, after a brief dinner at Granny’s, during which Henry and Ian debate the pros and cons of something called ‘ketchup’ versus something else called 'barbecue sauce’, the three of them head to the docks.

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anonymous asked:

Fam you got me crazy for them hcs. Paladins reactions to finding out their s/o is pregnant? Who wants it and who doesn't?

Ah, prego S/Os, my muse~ babies are just so cute!

Originally posted by vayseninamk



  • When you tell shiro your have a bun in your internal oven, he’ll drop whatever he had in his hands
  • Laughs nervously, you’re joking right? Ahaha..haha.. ha
  • No? Ok.
  • A minute of shock followed by PURE TERROR
  • It’s not like he does NOT want it but the timing is shitty
  • Really starts to spend most of his time thinking ‘what the hell am I going to do’
  • Will ask allura if there is anyway he can send you back to earth so you can be safe and have the prenatal care you need!
  • If he can’t send you back, you’re getting weekly health scans by Coran
  • It doesn’t sink in that there is going to be a child that resembles both you and him crawling around soon until your stomach is inflated
  • Shiro is anxious and it takes a nightmare that somehow turned into a good dream when a happy dimple-smile baby takes over
  • He wakes up crying. Like this could be a really GOOD thing. Sure nothing is ideal but it’s a child made from the love you have for each other
  • After that Space dad will baby proofs EVERYTHING and is now really worried if he can even hold the baby with his arm…
  • You have to console him when he starts to feel like this
  • When the baby is born, he won’t hold the tiny thing until you make him
  • Then you can’t seem to get your baby back because Shiro is coddling them too much and showing it off to EVERYONE
  • REALLY wants to name it Hiro if it’s a boy or Akane if it’s a girl


  • He is pacing back and talking to himself about everything that could go wrong
  • He is now your personal errand boy because he doesn’t want you doing anything while your pregnant
  • Is already trying to think of baby names
  • Now that the shock and terror wore off, he’s REALLY excited
  • Hates going on missions and leaving you now. He doesn’t want to miss anything
  • Talks to his lion all the time about his future offspring
  • Seriously, he won’t shut up now
  • Already thinking of how many more kids you should have after this one. STRONGLY wants at least 3 or 2 with a giant dog
  • Traces circle on your stomach when you’re trying to go to bed
  • I headcanon this man can sew and diy like nobody’s business so expect homemade baby clothes and toys
  • Jokes often ‘so how’s lance’s jr today?’ Or at least you hope he’s joking
  • Really wishes he could call his parents about their future grand kid and offer him advice about parenthood
  • Already has nightmares about your kid’s teenage years
  • Wants to get a pet (like a puppy) for the baby now so they’ll have someone grow up with.
  • Since there is no puppies in space, expect lance to come home with strange creatures that aliens refer as pets
  • If it’s a boy, Raimundo. If it’s a girl, Yulisa


  • “You mean… like a baby?”
  • He actually takes it well at first he’s like 'cool what now?’
  • NOW he starts to have some worries like can he actually be a father?
  • Doubts he can give the baby everything he longed for as a kid BUT HE WILL SURE AS HELL TRY
  • never wants this baby to feel unloved so he’ll pretty much spoil them until you stop him
  • Goes to space dad for advice regularly
  • He lets you train until you almost fall that one time, now he won’t let you near the training room.
  • Is constantly asking if you’re feeling ok
  • Instantly realizes that ALOT can go wrong
  • Is a worried mess til delivery
  • Holds your hand the whole time and tries not to freak out when STUFF IS COMING OUT OF YOUR LADY PARTS
  • Is silently crying in relief when everything goes ok. You’re ok and this new flesh being is ok
  • Doesn’t really know what to say he’s just really genuinely happy right now
  • Doesn’t care for the name so you have free range
  • Enjoys it when lance screams 'MINI KEITH IS LOOSE AGAIN!!’ as the baby grows up


  • make sure he’s sitting down before you tell him
  • Is so shock he doesn’t speak for a good minute
  • Admits that since he’s been on dangerous missions he’s kinda worried he’ll never get to do the things he wants to do in the future like become the world’s best mechanic, buy a house for his parents and grandparents, win the Nobel peace prize, start a family…
  • The situation may not be ideal but asks you if you would bear his kid and be his wife and family
  • Feels like the kid will have a great childhood at the castle (as long as it doesn’t get attacked again)
  • Is even more motivated to stop zarkon
  • basically over protective papa bear
  • Likes to think about what kind of kids you’ll have. Like a sweet mellow kid or hyperactive munchkin
  • Likes late night conversations between all three of you when it’s still in your stomach
  • Sets up the crib in your guys room
  • Is actively helping with the birth THERE IS NO TIME TO SQUEAMISH
  • too late, he passed out when he saw the other gunk that comes out of there during childbirth
  • You guys are both in the medical care room on two different beds with a tiny baby incubator between you two
  • wants to name it after something special like if allura help in delivery he’ll want to name her after the altean princess. If it’s a boy he’ll want to think to name him something awesome as long as it has a meaning to it
  • “SUPPORT THE HEAD” is his new catch phrase

you know what? I’ll add pidge too since this isnt a sin post


  • When you explain that your species is self-pregnating race that sometimes take genetic material from partners through hand holding (or French kissing) she’s doesn’t know how to feel other than confused
  • Calls gloves hand condoms now
  • Doesn’t want to parent a kid, she loves you but she’s still a kid herself
  • Doesn’t really talk about the pregnancy unless you force her to
  • Doesnt really know how to feel I mean it could be hers too (genetically) or maybe just another copy of you
  • Kinda avoids you for a while but she feels guilty for doing so
  • Then she starts to help you out with the things get harder to do since you’re pregnant
  • In the end, she really does love you and stays by your side for the rest of the pregnancy
  • Waits outside during delivery. Your screams are NOT comforting
  • pidge is looking at everyone like LOOK SHE HAS MY NOSE
  • Still doesn’t know much about being a parent so you have to do the heavy lifting until pidge is at least 18 but dont worry she is in love with the tiny thing and would often put the baby in her lap when working (AS LONG AS ITS ASLEEP SO IT DOESNT TOUCH ANYTHING)
  • Doesn’t name it at birth but but does nickname it pidge 2.0

Here it is, after over a month, the final installment of “Thinking of You,” which had began as a simple Marichat one-shot. Thank you everyone who expressed wanting me to continue. It was a long push, but it’s finally done thanks to your encouragement. This conclusion turned into its own very long monstrosity, but please enjoy and let me know how you feel. Thank you again.
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Thinking of You Pt. 3 

She threw together a capelet. It was a deep blue-black with gold zippers and red lining inside. It was simple enough to make in a day, after a brief stop at the fabric store after school. Thank god Chat Noir did not pay her a visit or he’d admonish her cowardice. She’d promised she’d wear the dress, but she didn’t say anything about wearing something over it…

Ah, she knew he’d still throw a hissy fit over not having the courage to talk to Adrien about her mistake.

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Without You: Bloodstone (Part 15)

Genre: AU, bts!werewolf, fantasy, angst 

Warnings: language, violence, suggestive content

Word Count: 2.3k

Summary: Werewolves, contrary to popular belief, are usually gentle creatures. Except for a very specific set of circumstances, they would never hurt a human (on purpose). The few unfortunate times when mistakes were made put a permanent dark mark on the beasts and people began labeling them as monsters. What the human population failed to recognize was the fact that they were protecting us from something much more sinister. Luckily, a few survived and the gene was passed down hereditarily until one day finding its way to me… in the form of my best friend.

Link to: Storyboard (reference pictures) | General lore post
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Originally posted by fyibts

Loyalty is often as blind as justice should be, as unstable as a lightning storm ought to be, and as misplaced as an opinion in the truth.

Chapter 15:

The drumming of my heartbeat. A solid, rhythmic bu-dum bu-dum.

I can’t open my eyes- no, I don’t want to.

Bu-dum bu-dum.

Everything hurts.

It feels as if I’ve been body slammed by a concrete wall or mauled by another werewolf. It’s not so much an aching pain though, but like thousands of needles are driving into my skin. My chest feels heavy, breathing labored.

What happened?

Bu-dum bu-dum.

Demons. No, a demon. Singular. A little girl with crimson eyes. No, not a little girl. Halsahm. That was its name. It had been inside my mind. It had said something about Munhee. But what? My head throbs. The hallway. The pit in the middle of her workshop. Everything starts to seep back into place.

Bu-dum bu-dum.

My body convulses. Choking. My eyes snap open.

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A Crisis of Faith, or, The Why of EMP

Watching The Lying Detective again, it becomes clearer and clearer that we’re in some variation of a dream, a trip, an alibi, Sherlock’s mind palace - some sort of false reality.  There’s plenty of good meta on this: see the EMP masterlist (someone lmk if there’s a more recent list to link to). There was a compelling case for it before TST & TLD, but I resisted, because I didn’t get why they would do this. 

(I’m a bit like John Watson when he gets angry at Sherlock - not interested in the how, but the why.  Plenty of amazing meta writers worked out the how of TJLC, but I had to write a 13k word meta before I could accept the why.)

Anyway, I can deny it no longer, EMP is happening.  But… why?

Here’s my best guess (and, not coincidentally, my greatest hope): EMP is happening because they want to get even more metafictional.

I haven’t watched all of Moffat’s Doctor Who episodes. In fact, they used to annoy me – Moffat uses the sci-fi setting to set up really fantastical plot twists. In Sherlock, Moffat’s plots are bounded by reality, plausibility, science. Or, well, they were.

To be fair to Mofftiss, BBC Sherlock is still bounded by plausibility.  They’ve gone to the trouble to present multiple in-universe mechanisms for us to be watching a false reality.  Interestingly, these are all introduced in the second series.  We get drug-induced dream sequences in ASiB.  We get drug-induced hallucinations and memory-altering substances and the mind palace in THoB.  We also, in Series 2, get the first truly metafictional storylines: Irene Adler and the destructiveness of love; Henry Knight haunted by his own story, a distorted truth; and of course, Moriarty, telling Sherlock’s story all wrong.

Prior to Series 4, I thought this was more or less the limits of their metafictionality. Sure, they’ll throw in a lot of imagery and symbolism, but they wouldn’t go further than that, would they?

Of course they would.  They ended Series 2 with a character called The Storyteller writing Sherlock to death.  That was half a show ago.  They had go somewhere after that.

But where exactly are they going?

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Friendly Advice (Wang Jung)

You dipped your finger into the garden pond and swirled it about, watching with amused interest as fish approached it with curiosity but quickly swam away when your finger got too close. A small chuckle rose from your throat as one courageous fish bumped its nose against your fingertip. You heard the sound of footsteps behind you and turned on instinct, scaring the fish away with your sudden movement before you could process what you had done. You quickly turned back, but the small fish had already swum away.

“Y/N! There you are. What are you doing out here by yourself?” came the voice of the king’s youngest son, Wang Jung. You turned back toward him.

“Oh, your highness. I just came outside to think. What brings you out here?” you said.

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anonymous asked:

I'm pretty sure most "anti-anti" discourse will ultimately just be used as a tool to deflect any and all criticism, or to accuse critics of being terrible people themselves. Especially with you all patting yourselves on the back about how morally superior you are.

deflect criticism of what? fanworks?

Hm. I can see how it might be easy to conclude that, depending on your previous fandom experiences, but I have to disagree on the whole.

To be perfectly honest, my gut reaction to this ask was ‘this sounds like projection’ because this ask is a list of things anti-shippers do.  Anti-shippers regularly deflect any and all criticism of their behavior and harassing tactics by exercising logical debate fallacies, accuse critics of being terrible people by accusing them of supporting or participating in rape/pedophilia/incest/abuse irl, and pat each other on the back for how morally superior they are to those nasty [insert nasty name-of-the-week for bad shippers here].  And maybe you’re referring to ‘anti-antis’ who go after antis with the same intimidation and harassment tactics that anti-shippers use, purposely retaliating with similar behavior.  (I don’t condone that shit, or people who send nasty anons to antis (suicide bait tw), or anything else that involves abusing another person.)

What is ‘anti-anti discourse’ in this instance? I’m going to guess you mean ‘telling people it’s okay to ship what they like, write what they like, and do fandom how they like, even if others find their ships and fanworks to be uncomfortable’.  In other words, advocating for fandom to stop weighing content on its moral value or kid-friendliness.

If you come from the school of thought that fandom must be made across-the-board ‘safe’* by no longer allowing fans to create or share headcanons, theories, or fanworks that contain amoral, dark, or nsfw content, I can see why the ‘ship what you like/your kink is not my kink and that’s okay/just tag your shit and do whatever’ attitude towards fandom feels like it’s setting up for all criticism to be ignored.  If your frame of reference for fandom is evaluating everything on how safe and moral it is, saying ‘actually, everything is permissible in fiction’ means there’s nothing you can possibly criticize. 

But fandom didn’t wait for morality and social justice to become the centerpiece to criticize fanworks and fan spaces; we used the original canon and liberal values as our ammunition instead of purity points.  We wrote long meta about why slashfic was bad, then about why slashfic was good, then about why mlm fic was so much more popular and common than wlw fic, then about how to write mlm fic in realistic/respectful ways. We’ve debated repeatedly on what’s appropriate to write about and what isn’t, and if we need to cross decency lines, how do we protect people who don’t want to see it?  We’ve had massive ship wars over which ship was more canon (instead of which ship was more moral, and thus most deserves to be canon).  Nor did we wait for current minors to complain about adults to figure out ways to make fandom spaces safer for people to navigate. We created tagging systems to help people avoid content that disgusted or harmed them.  We then criticized each other’s tag usage and demanded more and more specific tags to help us weed out fics that would squick us (or find fics that hit the right kinks).  We created 18+ only spaces on our geocities websites and mailing lists, and locked 18+ content on our Livejournals so that underage people who wanted to get access had to lie about their ages, knowing that what they were about to encounter was not intended for them.  (figuring out how to make this work on web 2.0, designed to bring us all the content no matter what, has been very difficult.)

But mainly, we just assumed everybody was on the same page about real world morals: incest irl was bad, dating a minor irl if you were an adult was bad, abuse of any kind irl was bad. We might debate about how to respect the online spaces of others, but we didn’t doubt that everyone knew these things were shitty.**

You’ll notice some of these debate points aren’t that different from what antis and shippers ‘debate’ today. But when we debated these things without assuming that the morals of people with opposing views were fundamentally fucked up, it allowed a much more open, nuanced dialogue because people weren’t on their guard, waiting to be personally attacked. When we stopped treating ships and kinks as personal preferences but rather as personal value statements, we lost the ability to have nuanced conversations about the underlying reasons these ship types and kink types were so prevalent.

I can never reply without writing a novel, can I? But my point is this: ‘Anti-anti discourse’ doesn’t stop people from critiquing fanworks, or figuring out ways to make fandom safer for both teens and adults, or talking about the potential harm that dark content can cause. By asserting that deeply personal things like what kind of romantic dynamic pings you or what sexual kinks you have are personal, and you are free to indulge that (and others are free to avoid/ignore it), it actually makes fandom criticism less loaded, more nuanced, and more enriching, letting everyone think for themselves instead of being scared into silence.

PS - I’m so curious why you say anti-antis are ‘patting each other on the back for moral superiority’. Do you think I feel morally superior because I don’t direct personal attacks at anti-shippers? Is ‘patting each other on the back’ the act of reblogging from others because you agree with them? Or is it something else?

Cause I’ll tell you what: I don’t really care about the moral superiority of anybody.   All I care about is people taking the time to be just and kind to one another. And I’m trying to do that myself (though who knows how much I succeed).

*’safe’ in scare quotes here because I so entirely disagree with the concept of a heavily censored space being ‘safe’ that I have to point out this is really, really not safe by using scare quotes.

**And maybe that assumption was a bit of a blind spot - a generation gap between fans who grew up without the internet and fans who grew up with it.

In Today’s Magic Story...

A Question of Confidence

  • I was hoping to transition to Vraska’s POV, but we get Warrior Poet Huatli so it’s all good.
  • Being a knight is white, while being a passionate orator is red.
  • While being an orator, she still shines brighter than any knight.  It’s a bit of an awkward juxtaposition, but oh well.
  • Wait, what?  She’s not a warrior-poet yet?  It’s an actual title?  When we get Planeshift Ixalan, it better be its own class.
  • A glint of steel doesn’t seem like The Legion of Dusk’s MO.  They’re bedecked with gold, not steel.  Regardless, a good opening volley showing the natives beating back the conquistadors without any violence!
  • The Legion of Dusk don’t have priests: they have hierophants.  It’s pronounced bouquet.
  • Huatli shows humility by not accepting the title of Warrior-Poet until she’s earned it.  Still, give yourself some credit girl!
  • Poems that are honest have magic?  Huatli confirmed to be a bard.
    • NO WAIT SHE ACTUALLY IS THOUGH.  She buffs the team.  She can be a powerhouse by herself.  Her orations are magic.  HUATLI IS A BARD!!!

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When the deerstalker made his first appearance in ASIB I just thought of it as a reminiscence to canon Sherlock Holmes. After all, this hat has become the most famous trademark for the great detective worldwide for more than hundred years. Somehow the deerstalker and Holmes are almost inseperable. Therefore it’s no great surprise that this hat shows up in Sherlock BBC as well. What I wonder now - after having written about the Deer and the Skull - is this:  Could the deerstalker be of more importance for the story than just a reference to victorian Holmes? Because:

‘The deerstalker is traditionally a rural outdoorsman’s cap. It is not an appropriate headgear for the properly dressed urban Gentleman. The fashion-conscious Holmes would be loath to commit such a sartorial faux pas.'  (X)

That’s about canon Sherlock Holmes. Nowadays - in the 21st century - wearing a deerstalker in London would look even more strange I assume. And I’m not talking here about fans who wear it in honor of Sherlock. That’s something quite different. No, I mean wearing it as a hat … just a hat.

The more I think about that 'silly hat’ the more it appears to be a massive anomaly in this modern Sherlock Holmes adaptation.

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Valentines: Yoosung

Okay here’s the first one of the bunch (Again sorry for being late I mean I realize it’s not our fault but stiLL) ALSO, JUST AS A SIDE NOTE YOU GUYS I HAVENT PLAYED THE VALENTINES DAY AFTER ENDINGS (neither has 626 if i remember correctly) SO THEY SHOULD BE SPOILER FREE UNLESS IM PSYCHIC (404 its psycho you’re psycho not psychic) ANYWAY YEAH HERE YOU ARE LOVE YOU GUYS <3 ~Admin 404

He’s not the most experienced  person on the planet, both of you could agree on that.

The last time he celebrated Valentine’s day was back in grade school, when you’d give everyone in your class a silly little card, and maybe even a lollipop. He has NO idea what to do now that he has a significant other? Do those little kid valentines count? Should he get you those??

He went to the smoothest person he knows to get advice! After banging on Zen’s door for a few minutes, he falls backwards onto his behind in surprise at the speed the door was opened.

“WHO IS BANGING ON MY- Oh, Yoosung, hello!” Zen greeted him, calming down once he realized it was just his younger friend.

“ZEN!,” he called out while jumping to his feet, “You gotta help me out!!” he grabbed onto his taller friends shoulders. Zen stared at him with wide eyes, watching as Yoosung’s expression grew more and more desperate.

“Uuuh, what do you need help with, Yoosung?” he asked, trying to gently get him to let go of his shoulders.

“I have no idea what I’m supposed to do for MC for Valentine’s day. I’ve never done this!! I don’t want to mess this up! Please, you’re the most romantic person I know, please say you’ll help me!!!” he begged, dropping down to his knees. Tears started to form in his eyes, which alarmed Zen.

“Why are you- what- just…. just stand up, Yoosung. Don’t be like that.  Get inside, I’ll help you come up with some stuff. And please… please stop crying, I can’t deal with that,” he huffed, turning to walk back into his home. Yoosung swiftly wiped his tears and stood up, following his friend into the house and closing the front door behind him. “Sit on the couch, do you want anything to drink?” Zen offered, sighing at the dull head shake he got in response. He took a seat next to the younger man and crossed his arms, and asked, “First, let’s start off easy. What were you planning on doing to MC?”

“Um..w-well… I was… I was thinking, maybe I could get MC a card? B-but a really cute one!! That says I love them! Or maybe just make them a card? I don’t know!! That’s why I need help!!! Please Zen!!!” the more unsure he got, the higher pitched his voice became and Zen covered his ears as a sign to tone it down.

“Well, we know that no matter what you do, MC will appreciate it, right? So don’t think too hard about it. Why don’t you make them a card, that way it’s from the heart, and you can customize it to say whatever you want to. There, problem solved. How was that so hard for you?” he questioned as Yoosung threw his hands up into the air.

“But that’s the thing!!! What do I say!!! Is a card even enough??? I don’t have money to take them out on some fancy date, or buy them anything really nice and I just- I feel like a failure. What if they’re disappointed? What if they leave me over this? Oh god, WHAT IF THEY LEAVE ME-” Zen has to grab his shoulders and shake him out of his rant.

“Why would MC leave you over something stupid like that? They know you’re just a college kid, I highly doubt they expect anything large and spectacular. Get a hold of yourself,” he tried to get his friend to cool down.

“Well…. maybe you’re right. I’m just…over thinking it. I just want them to be happy!” he started, before Zen cut in.

“And they will be! Just do something from the heart and that’s all that matters. That’s what the day’s about! So! Just think of something they like, some inside jokes of yours, things like that, and run with it!” Zen became a little disoriented at the speed that Yoosung jumped up at.

“I’VE GOT IT! Thanks Zen! Gotta go, bye!” He yelled over his shoulder. He spoke so quickly that Zen had no clue what he had even said. The kid was so ecstatic when he got to the store! Not to mention he was out of breath because he ran the whole way there. He stocked up on a bunch of groceries, glitter glue, and a very big surprise for you. He tried talking himself out of getting you the last gift, because it was a little more on the expensive side- but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. The moment he saw it, he knew that he had to get it for you. He’ll just have to deal with the price! But with that being said, he couldn’t wait to get home and get to work!

He spent hours making the most heartfelt card he could for you! Chalk full of inside jokes, compliments, and love confessions. He drew the two of you all over the card, added so many stars, and video game references! He even made lame game-related pick up lines and added them inside the card.

A lot of time was put into choosing what he wanted to make you for dinner. He might not be the best, but he isn’t terrible either! He wanted to mix your favourite dish with his own, that way it was the best of both worlds!

The next morning, he sets everything up! Paper hearts were strung up everywhere, he sets the table, prepares dinner, and (un)patiently waits for you by the door. You only get to knock on the door once before he swings it open.

“MC!!! You’re here!!! Come in come in!! Happy Valentine’s Day!” He says in a rush, turning a crimson colour as he kisses your cheek, closing the door behind you. “Come here, I made you something!!” He says as he shoves the homemade card into your hands, watching every little movement your face makes. When your face lights up at the lame jokes, he can feel his heart melt a little bit. Completely rejected your apology for not making him a card as well, “You didn’t need to, MC! It’s okay! O-oh! That’s right! I have another surprise for you!” He grabbed your hand and practically dragged you into the other room. With one grand gesture, you’re introduced to a large, brown teddy bear, sitting larger than the both of you.

How in the world did he get this bear into the house? It’s taller than he is! Is the bear this big? Or is the ceiling just low? How did it get through the doorway?!

He stood, waiting for approval of his purchase, hoping to see your eyes sparkle in wonder, or leap into his arms out of happiness! But all you did was… laugh? Not a cute little giggle, either. A full, hearty laugh. One that made your stomach hurt, and tears form in your eyes. Did… did you not like it? He had no idea what he’d do if you didn’t!

“M-MC, I’m sorry, if…if you don’t like it I can take it back! I just… I thought you’d like it…” He turns bright red out of embarrassment, and looks as though he’s about to burst into tears. You stop laughing almost immediately and frantically shake your head at him.

“No no, I love it! I absolutely love it, Yoosung,” you say as you place your hands on your cheeks, planting a small kiss on the tip of his nose. “It’s just… well… here, follow me,” you lead him back to the front door. He was beyond puzzled when you let go of him and disappeared through the threshold. A moment later, you push the same exact bear in front of the door frame. “I just laughed because apparently great minds think alike. I saw it and instantly thought of you,” you flashed him a bright smile while a soft flush ran across your cheeks. You held up a gift card for a premium membership to LOLOL as well. “Oh, can’t forget I got this for you, too!”

The sight made his heart race! Were the two of you meant for each other? You both thought of the same thing! He threw his arms around you, hugging you as tightly as he could.

“That’s amazing, MC! Wow, I.. I never expected we’d get the same thing. It’s so cute!! Look at it! It’s so big and fluffy! I love it!! Oh- and you too, of course, heh..” he scratched the back of his head before fighting to get the teddy bear through the front door, denying any help you offered him.

The rest of the night went so smoothly! You thoroughly enjoyed the dinner he prepared, and he enjoyed the dessert you brought for the two of you! The rest of the night was spent cuddling on the couch, laughing at old school valentine memories, lots of stolen little kisses, and using the two new bears as chairs while the two of you played some of your favourite video games until the two of you fell asleep! He honestly couldn’t ask for a better first Valentine’s Day, let alone a better valentine than you.

anonymous asked:

Hi... Can I request a Seungri/TOP scenario when they call you while being drunk, and starts rapping about how much they love you. Then you ended up going to pick them up bc they're Very drunk? Fluff please like clingy fluff... (?)

I went off the assumption that you meant for me to pick a Seunghyun for this one, so I decided to write it about T.O.P. I hope this is what you wanted. 

Type: Fluff

Warnings: None

It was very late, but you were still up, you didn’t have work the next day, so you had decided to spend some time hanging out, painting your nails, and watching some of your favourite films. You had been in your pyjamas since your shower when you came home, and were tucked inn comfortably with some nice ice-tea and sweets.  Then the phone rang, just in the middle of one of your favourite scenes, bad timing! At least the caller was someone you always liked talking to, your boyfriend Seunghyun.

You paused the scene, making yourself a mental reminder to go back to the start of it before continuing watching. “Hey you,” you answered the phone. All you could hear on the other end was loud music, apparently he was out clubbing with his bandmates. The muffled sound of his voice came through the speaker, “I can’t hear what you are saying,” you had to repeat it several times, then the line went dead. Ok?

A couple of minutes later, he called back, “Can you hear me now?” his deep smoky voice reached your ear loud and clear.

“Yes, I hear you.” You put your phone on speaker, so you could hear him like he was there with you, then the odd sounds started. “Are you beatboxing?”

“Yeah, please just listen and don’t interrupt,” he sounded giddy and happy.

“Ok, go on then.”

The beatboxing started again, and soon his smooth powerful voice started laying down lines, rapping about how beautiful you were. Your hair, and your eyes, and your boobs. Your boobs? What the? “You made a rap about my boobs?” you interrupted him.

“Yeah, they are pretty great, but I haven’t gotten to the point yet, please stop interrupting.”

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Hiiiiiii, have you ever seen the movie It’s a Boy Girl Thing? 1) It’s really good for being a random, low budget teen romcom and I def recommend checking it out on Netflix. 2) It’s what inspired this. Also I wasn’t too wildly happy with the last chapter because I felt like I copped out so I just want to apologize for that. Please also see note at end!

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anonymous asked:

au where overwatch has returned and like in the new head quarters there is a new recruit (reader) who is like not girly at all at work but normally she is super girly and has a pretty innocent style and so one day she put a letter on the desk of soldier 76 and tell him her feelings and invite him on a date

Hello, Anon! 
First of all, we’d like to apologize to you for taking so long to publish this request as well as to all the other Anons whose requests have been sitting in our ask box for months now! We are currently working on getting all the old requests done so you won’t have to wait much longer! 

We haven’t written a fic in a while so we hope it didn’t turn out too bad >_< 

It was now or never.

You found yourself standing in front of your superior’s desk in his empty, dark office. It was clean and tidy, a little too dull for your liking. The only thing that stood out was the amount of paperwork piling up on the table. 

Soldier: 76 was currently away on a mission, Ana had been so kind to let you into the room. She had managed to find out about your crush pretty quickly, it must have been too obvious. Not obvious enough for the older man himself to notice, of course.
As you stared at the envelope in your hand, your heartbeat began picking up its speed; it felt as if it would burst right out of your chest any second now. You held your confession in your hand. This letter contained the feelings you’ve held for him ever since you joined the newly reformed Overwatch. You knew there was only a very slight chance that the soldier actually reciprocated your feelings, yet you took the time to pour your heart and all your thoughts into these paragraphs. I have to try. There is a tiny chance and I have to take this risk, you kept telling yourself. However, a wave of doubts overcame you as you stared at the lonely desk in front of you, fidgeting with the piece of paper in your sweaty hands. 

You could still burn the letter. Maybe it would be better if he never actually found out. You could go back to training and forget about everything, get him out of your mind. Well, you’ve tried that before, tried denying those feelings but that hasn’t worked, obviously.
There was no way he would give you a chance. What if you got kicked out because he thought you wouldn’t be able to focus on your missions anymore because you’d keep getting distracted by these unnecessary emotions? Maybe this would only make things worse. He might start ignoring or even hating you because of this issue. What if it destroyed your friendship?  

The two of you had become close a while ago, not best friends of course, but you still enjoyed each other’s company. However, you had never really met with him outside of work, your talks mostly revolved around upcoming missions or your current training program. Nothing personal. Yet, somewhere during these conversations, you had hopelessly fallen in love with Soldier: 76.
While others wouldn’t describe him as appealing in any way and usually referred to him as a grumpy, old man, you had trouble finding any flaws, everything about him attracted you. For one, there was that low, gruff voice that kept sending shivers down your spine whenever the tiniest sound left his mouth. His determination and the way he cared about his teammates, protecting everyone at any cost. The way you could trust him with your life unconditionally. The way his almost skin-tight training shirt perfectly showed every single well-defined muscle on his upper body. This man was perfect, at least to you. 

You felt a blush creeping to your cheeks at your thoughts. It was time to focus. With shaking hands, you placed the letter on the table, right in the middle. It would surely be buried by reports as soon as he returned to his office anyways.
As you headed towards the door, you sent a worried glance back to the desk. Maybe you could erase your signature? Maybe it would be better if he didn’t find out who wrote this corny confession that screamed cliché


Go big or go home.

Every fiber in his body was aching, every muscle was burning.
The mission had been a success, no one was fatally injured, and the stolen documents were able to be recovered without any incidents. Now all he wanted to do was rest but there was probably a giant stack of paperwork happily awaiting his return.

With a weary sigh, he opened the door leading into his office. As expected, multiple reports were littered on his desk in no particular order. They could have at least done him the favor of sticking to some kind of structure when placing them there; it would save him a lot of time.
Soldier: 76 slowly took off his mask, set it on the surface, and let himself plop into his chair while letting his hand run through his hair in a stressed gesture. He shot a glance towards the clock on the wall above the door.
6:43 pm.
If he started now and didn’t take a break for dinner, he might have everything finished until midnight. 

He was about to begin sorting through the mess when he found something unusual between the documents, making him stop dead in his tracks. It appeared to be an envelope, a light-pink one. He was sure his eyes must have been playing tricks on him. There were strict rules about the color of important documents, whoever decided it was funny to disguise their report as a love letter of some sorts would be facing a nice punishment during training tomorrow.
When he pulled the envelope out from the mess and carefully opened it, his confusion only rose.
It took a few moments for him to realize that this was not a prank from one of the new recruits but, in fact, a love letter. 

Soldier: 76 was quick to lock the door. No one was supposed to burst into the room, not only because he wanted this text in peace but also because he wouldn’t want anyone to catch him with something like this. It would just cause embarrassment for him and whoever had written this letter.

It took him roughly five minutes to go through it and he could not ignore the blush that had begun to form on his face.
Whoever wrote this had put a huge amount of effort into it. The piece of paper had been folded with extreme care, there were absolutely no wrinkles, and the handwriting was beautiful. It must have taken a lot of time to prepare. Every single word seemed to have been carefully chosen, every single sentence must have been reconsidered multiple times.
But of course, the content itself was what made his heart flutter, even though he hated to admit it.
Someone had taken a liking to him. They complimented him, talked about their admiration, and how he had become a role model for them.
He was called kind-hearted, determined, and even handsome.
The last statement left him puzzled. No one, except for Ana, had seen him without his visor on so far and he was fairly sure that she had better things to do than sending adorable love letters to someone. To him.
Soldier: 76 could hardly believe that he had become an unbelievably important person in someone’s life.

He had so many questions but there was one that seemed the most important for now: Who had written this?

Of course, he had completely forgotten to check the signature. He held his breath in anticipation until he finally found your name at the bottom of the paper.
To be honest, out of all the members of Overwatch, you were one of the last people he would have expected to have a crush on him. You always seemed a little distant, completely focused on your work, cold-hearted on the battlefield. He couldn’t believe that you had truly written these sweet words and, most importantly, that you felt this way about him. A soft smile spread across his lips.

Another thing written on the bottom caught his attention.

Gianna’s café. Tomorrow. 3:30 pm

A knock on the door almost made him jump in his seat. He quickly folded the letter and hid it under some mission files. He unlocked the door and told whoever had just knocked to come in. It was Ana.

“So, what do you say, Jack? Cute idea, right?”
“You knew about this letter?”
“Of course, how else do you think she managed to put it on your desk?”
“I should have known.”
“Will you meet her?”

He pondered over the idea for a few seconds. He was your superior. He was older than you. A lot older. And he still wasn’t sure whether to trust your words, simply because he had a hard time believing that anyone could feel this way about him. Sure, he had been swimming in love letters years ago, when he was still Strike Commander but this was way different. He was not the blond, handsome poster boy anymore. He was old and you deserved better.
But something inside of him didn’t want to ignore this opportunity.

“Tell her I’ll be there.”