i give up nothing i can do will make this look good i'm throwing my hands in the air and walking away




Disclaimer: Nothing here belongs to me, and belongs to the person who created it. The only thing I own is the plot.

Also, sorry it’s short;;;; I’m writing this while I’m sick and tired and I feel like I’m dying, so I’m just gonna try and get this over with so I can take a nap or just sleep in general =^=

Also, really really sorry. It ended up shorter than I expected. Gosh I’m tired. Anyways, Imm gonna call it done, I don’t know what else to add to it. I’ll probably write something longer in the future

Dipper - Majors in creative writing - 17
Mabel - Majors in mixed media art - 17

Mason - Majors in psychology - 21
Belle - Majors in fashion designer - 21

Tyrone - Majors in sport science - 19
May - Majors in human physiology - 19

(None of the Mabel’s are in it)

“You do realize that most stories like this are quite overused, right? I’m sorry to disappoint you Dipper, but I suggest rewriting this, or starting over, so it won’t end up as a cliché,” Mason sighed, tapping his long and thin fingers on the table.

Dipper groaned, and pressed the heels of his hands against his brown eyes. “Knew it,” he hissed underneath his breath, the corner of his lips curled into a scowl. “Shouldn’t have listened to my peers when they said it would have been easier,” he grumbled under his breath, not removing his small hands from their place on his head.

“I suggest not listening to your peers at all,” Tyrone butted in, taking a seat next to Dipper at the kitchen table. He had a red apple in hand, already taking a bite out of it. “They don’t really help with much at all, really.” The man shrugged, and tipped his chair back, resting his feet on the table, crossing his ankles. He frowned, and took small nibbles out of the red fruit in his hand. “Then again, that’s just me.”

“Feet off of the table, you heathen,” Mason hissed, glaring at Tyrone’s feet. “We eat here, so at least show some respect and get your dirty feet off.” Mason’s face scrunched up a bit as he leaned back in his seat.

Tyrone just stuck his tongue out, before flipping the bird, and continuing to eat his apple. Mason huffed, and decided that dealing with Tyrone could happen later.

“As I was saying earlier,” Mason nodded his head a little, thinking before he continued, “editing this or rewriting it would help very much. I would say that if you just get rid of a few sentences or fix them, then you’ll be good. A solid ‘B’, in my opinion,” he hummed. Mason stopped tapping the table, and glanced up at Dipper and Tyrone, the former still in the same position (and had started groaning softly), and the latter still slowly eating an apple silently. “I.. Wouldn’t want you to rewrite the entire thing of course…” He said slowly, eyeing Dipper. “Are you okay?” Mason asked, tone oddly sympathetic for once.

“Mmmmhmmmmm, a-okay, totally gonna be alright. Yep. All good over here. Totally not gonna have to rewrite the entire thing,” Dipper removed his hands from his eyes, and shifted a bit, before letting his head drop on the table with a soft ‘thump’. “A-okay,” Dipper repeated, giving his brothers a thumbs up, his hand then disappearing underneath the table.

“Think you broke him, bro,” Tyrone commented, twirling his apple on his finger before taking a bite out of it. “Not the first time this happened. I think Mabel said something about this happened when they finished finals. Not sure though.” Tyrone shrugged, finishing his apple. Tossing the core up in the air and catching it, he tossed it at Mason, grinning widely.

Mason glared at Tyrone, catching the apple core. “Ew,” he mumbled distastefully, face scrunching up in disgust. He stood up, and walked over to the trash can, dropping the apple core in it. “Next time, just throw it away,” Mason hissed, glaring at Tyrone.

Tyrone grinned at his older brother, and gave the man finger guns. “Bang,” Tyrone said, his hand moving up a bit so it looked like he shot Mason. Despite it being his fingers.

Mason rolled his blue eyes, sitting back down, crossing his right leg over his left. He put his elbow the table, and rested his chin in the palm of his head. “You sure you’re okay Dipper?” He received a groan in response.

“We’ll take that as a yes!” Tyrone said, smiling. Mason glared at him, and Tyrone just winked at the other brunette.

The Outsiders Prompts Part ll

a/n: please give cred if you use ty! also requests are open

1. “I wrote you something”

2. “Do you think we’ll ever see each other again?”

3. “You’re so different from everyone else”

4. “If this was the last time you’d see me, what would you say?”

5. “You’re such a cliché”

6. “I know who you are”

7. “I think I just fell for you”

8. “Bite me”

9. “Keep talking like that”

10. “I think about you, like all the time”

11. “You’re blushing so hard!”

12. “What are you doing to me, baby?”

13. “I think we should run right about now”

14. “How are you so blind of my feelings for you!”

15. “You’re scaring me”

16. “You’re my every waking moment”

17. “Hm? Sorry”

18. “What do you want with me?”

19. “You can’t throw me away like a piece of trash”

20. “You disappeared for a while”

21. “I’m unforgettable babe”

22. “I’m walking away now!”

23. “Try to stop me”

24. “I’m rubbing off on you”

25. “Don’t go yet”

26. “You’re the reason I toss and turn at night”

27. “When I look at you it takes the air from my lungs”

28. “I fucked up. I fell for you. I fell for you so hard”

29. “Catch me if you can”

30. “And when you tell me you’re less than perfect it makes me want to shake you and tell you how amazing you truly are”

31. “That’s when time stood still”

32. “You have to do this”

33. “But you’re my dream”

34. “You can keep it if you want”

35. “I've never stopped. I'll never stop”

36. “You know you can use the door”

37. “It’s raining. Let’s go”

38. “Call me once you get there. Just in case”

39. “It’s been a while”

40. “Look up”

41. “Beautiful is an understatement”

42. “Fuck it. Just do it”

43. “I can’t breathe”

44. “You don’t know me”

45. “Take my ring”

46. “What does it look like i’m doing?”

47. “Fuck I love your voice”

48. “Shut up! It’s starting”

49. “Tell me what happened”

50. “God dammit! What the hell were you thinking?”

51. "I don't want to be alone anymore"

52. "I, I just see you standing there so unaware of your beauty. And-And I know I can't have you"

53. "You don't lose me that easily"

54. "It's my choice alright!

55. "I know i'm not good enough"

56. "I never wanted this to happen to you"

57. "You really got me going now"

58. "I had a dream about you"

59. "I thought you wouldn't show"

60. "I like it when you sleep with me. Nothing can hurt you as long as you're here with me"

61. "I did this to you. It's all my fault"

62. "I'm sorry. I happened to you"

63. "Just listen to this for a minute"

64. "Do you trust me?"

65. "It happened. It was amazing. I don't just want to forget about it"

66. "Get off of me!" 

67. "If you so much as look, breathe, think about her so help me god i'll kill you"

68. "Close your eyes"

69. "I'm not gonna hurt you. No ones gonna hurt you"

70. "Don't say that. Please don't say that"

71. "She's the type of person people write songs about"

72. "Let's runaway. Let's just go. Right now. Come with me"

73. "I'm tired of being afraid"

74. "There's smoke in my lungs. There's flowers in yours"

75. "I can see right through you"

76. "Friends, right?"

77. "I want to give you the world. I want to give you everything. But I can't"

78. "Take this. For protection"

79. "Hey now"

80. "Can I cut in?"

81. "Watch this"

82. "I can see the fire in your eyes" "I can see the universe in yours"

83. "I think you're gonna fuck up my entire life"

84. "Stay completely still. Don't move"

85."My dearest Y/N,-"

86. "Come back to me"

87. "You're breaking"

88. "We really loved each other, didn't we?"

89. "What's a pretty little thing like you doing in a place like this?"

90. "Should I stay or should I go?"

91. "You'll wake the neighbors!"

92. "I'm so truly, madly, deeply in love with you"

93. "I'm not leaving you"

94. "I can't see you like this"

95. "Your hands are all greasy!"

96. "You burnt them!"

97. "It seems too good to be true"

98. "Break my heart"

99. "That always turns me on"

100. "-And when the Sun swallows the only earth we have. I'll still be there next to you" 

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Blind Date

I would’ve had this up sooner, but it’s been a shit few days. Don’t take your health for granted. Anyway, I started writing this like five days ago, so if it’s shit, blame the fact it was written over the span of several days.
Another Jerrie smut, basically they’re set up on a blind date and it doesn’t go well, but then it does ;)


“Why’d you set me up on this blind date anyway? No offence, but most of your friends aren’t really my type of people.”

“Because, Jadey,” Jesy explained, fixing the younger girls bow in her hair. “You need to get out there and live instead of staying in your flat with your cat all the time. Play with another pussy for a change.”

“Jesy!” Jade blushed, smacking her friend on the arm. Jesy just smirked at her.

Jade’s curiosity won out, “If you’re seriously making me do this, at least tell me what she’s like.”

“You’ll see.” Jesy’s smirk widened.

“What does she look like, then?”

“Tall, well taller than you, but that doesn’t take much, does it Pickle?” Jesy playfully squeezed Jade’s cheek, Jade responding by smacking her hand away and glaring, moving to add a final layer of mascara, gesturing for Jesy to continue.

“She’s got blue eyes, like really blue, and blonde hair. Her legs could almost rival mine.”

“Gee, why don’t you just go out with her yourself, Jes?”

Jesy snorted, “Hell no. She’s not my type. While she looks amazing in leather, she couldn’t pull off an afro..” She trailed off, getting lost in thought.

Jade waved her arm in front of her face. “Yeah, hi. If you’re just going to drool over Leigh-Anne, you can go.”

Jesy huffed dramatically, “Fine, be that way.” She gathered her stuff and moved towards the door, “Have fun on your date. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“So I can do anything, then?”

The taller girl just flipped her off as she exited the room, going down the stairs.

“Use protection!” Was the last thing Jade heard before the front door slammed.


Jade looked at her watch for the fifth time, sighing and glancing around the restaurant. Her date was twenty minutes late. She’d already texted Jesy, who was as helpful as ever.

‘Good things come to those who wait, Jadey. Now fuck off, I’m busy ;)’

After another few minutes, Jade was giving up and about to leave. As she stood from the booth, however, her body collided with another.

Jade stumbled back, “Oh, sor-”

“You Jade?”

Jade just nodded, finally looking at the girl, and wow, she was gorgeous. Long platinum blonde hair done up in a high pony tail, black converse, dark blue skinny jeans, and a black singlet topped off with a leather jacket. And those eyes, Jesy wasn’t lying,  they were 'like really blue’. Jade was snapped out of her oogling when the other girl slid into the other side of the booth, raising an eyebrow at her.

“Yeah, I’m Jade, and you are?” She asked politely, returning to her previous seat, resetting her handbag next to her.


“Nice to meet you,” Jade smiled, deciding it was best to ignore the fact that the blonde was nearly half an hour late.

Perrie just nodded at her, grabbing the menu from the middle of the table. “What’s good here?”

“I-I don’t know, I’ve never been here before either?”

“Hmm.” Was all Perrie replied, before raising her hand high in the air and clicking her fingers loudly. “Oi! Waiter!”

Jade gave the teenage boy that had made his way over to them an apologetic look, feeling as though at least one of them should, and she had a feeling it wasn’t going to be Perrie.

The boy nodded at Jade, opening his mouth to speak but he was cut off before he had a chance.

“What’s good here?”

He gave the blonde a strange look, “Well this is a burger place, so.. A burger?”

Perrie scowled at him. “No shit, Sherlock. What kind of burger do you recommend?”

“I’d personally go with the beef bur-”

“Great, I’ll have a cheeseburger. Large side of fries. Coke to drink.” Perrie smirked, shoving the menu into his chest.

The teenager glared at her, before turning to Jade and softening his features. “And you, ma'am?”

Jade smiled, “I’ll have the lasagna with a side of fries. Chocolate milkshake to drink, please.”

The boy nodded, taking the other menu from Jade’s outstretched hand and walking away to put their orders in and go serve another table.

“What?” Perrie asked Jade, seeing the troubled look on her face.

“Oh- uh, nothing..” Jade replied, not wanting to confront the girl on her rude behaviour.


The girls lapsed into silence, Perrie pulling out her phone and Jade fiddling with the salt and pepper until their meals arrived.

Thankfully, the food got there relatively fast. Jade thanked the girl (she guessed the boy from earlier didn’t want to come back), while Perrie just dug into her food.

Throughout the meal, Jade tried to make conversation, but the blonde just replied with short answers or a grunt, so she gave up after a while and they ate in silence.

When they’d both finished, they got up to pay (each for their own meals, but whatever), then headed outside to walk home.

“What way you headed?” Perrie asked, pulling a pack of cigarettes out and lighting one before stuffing the box back in the pocket of her leather jacket.

“This way,” Jade gestured with her head to the left.

“Me too. I’ll walk with you.” So both girls began to walk home, the same silence surrounding them that was there at the restaurant.

“This is me,” Jade gestured to the flat behind them as Perrie stubbed out her finished smoke.

Perrie nodded and walked with Jade up to the door. They both stopped and Jade turned and smiled up at the blonde awkwardly.

“Woah, what are you doing?” Jade asked, tilting her head back as Perrie leaned in.

Perrie frowned, “Kissing you?”

Jade laughed.

“What?” Perrie questioned her, clearly confused.

“You show up to our date nearly half an hour late, you barely say two words to me let alone apologize for being late, then you’re rude to the staff and me, but you think you can kiss me at the end? You’re unbelievable.”

Perrie raised an eyebrow at her.

Jade shook her head, “I told Jesy this was a bad idea, but if I knew what a bitch you were, I wouldn’t of even bothered showing up.”

The brunette was too busy looking for her house keys in her bag at this point to notice that Perrie’s eyes had darkened. Just as she’d put the key in the key hole, she felt a hand grip her arm tightly and spin her around.

“What did you call me?” Perrie growled out.

“A bitch,” Jade repeated firmly, gasping as the blonde shoved her back into the door harshly, her nails digging in where her hand still held on to Jade’s arm.

Nobody calls me a bitch.” Perrie glared, ducking her head down so her face was level with the shorter girl’s.

“Obviously somebody needs to. Truth hurts, does it?” Jade taunted, eyes glancing down at the blonde’s lips before looking back at her eyes.

Perrie growled before crashing her lips to Jade’s. She ran her tongue across the other girls lips, causing Jade to moan into the kiss. Perrie pulled back, tugging Jade’s lower lip between her teeth before she let go and rested her forehead against the brunette’s.

“I’ll show you who’s the bitch. By the end of the night, you’ll be my bitch.”

With that, Perrie turned the key in the lock and opened the door, taking Jade’s bag off of the porch and throwing it inside carelessly, then bringing her hands to Jade’s ass and lifting her up, Jade’s legs wrapping around her waist as she pressed kisses to Perrie’s neck. The blonde carried her inside and dropped her on the couch, both girls kicking their shoes off, before Perrie all but ripped Jade’s clothes off before doing the same with her own.

She crawled on top of the smaller girls body, one hand trailing down to feel Jade’s dripping center.

“You’re so wet,” she growled out, “does it turn you on being treated like this? I bet it does, the innocent looking girls tend to be the filthiest.”

Jade writhed at Perrie’s words, biting back a whimper.

“Do you want me to touch you? Do you want me to fuck you?” Perrie husked, brushing Jade’s hair off her shoulder, kissing it almost tenderly before biting down harshly. Jade cried out, back arching off the couch and forcing herself further into Perrie’s hand.

“Well too bad.” Perrie pulled her hand away from where she knew Jade wanted her the most, spanking her pussy before bringing her hand up to her mouth and licking the wetness off of her fingers.

“You’re going to please me before I do anything to you,” Perrie smirked, crawling further up Jade’s body and straddling her face.

“You know what to do,” Perrie teased, wiggling her hips playfully.

Jade brought her hands up to grasp the back of the blondes thighs, plunging her tongue into the dominant girl above her.

“Mmm, good girl,” Perrie purred, bracing herself on the arm of the couch as the smaller girl pleasured her.

Jade thrusted her tongue in and out of Perrie, pulling back enough to lick her way up the blondes folds before going back to thrusting.

“Such a talented tongue.” Perrie praised. “I knew you’d be good with your pretty little mouth.”

Jade’s fingers flexed where they were placed on Perrie’s thighs at her words. A few minutes later, and a lot of loud swearing from the blonde, Jade felt Perrie clench around her tongue right before she felt a burst of wetness cover her mouth and chin. The brunette wasted no time licking as much cum as she could off the other girl.

Perrie caught her breath surprisingly quickly, moving back to straddle Jade’s thighs in time to see the girl licking her lips clean.  Seeing that Perrie was watching her, Jade sat up slightly, bracing herself on her elbows, only to crash back down a few seconds later as the blonde thrusted three fingers into her without warning. Her mouth fell open as she let out an animalistic sound at the pleasure and pain of being filled so suddenly and unexpectedly.

“God, you’re so tight. Maybe we should loosen you up a little.” The blonde teased.

Jade felt herself clench at the girl’s words, a small moan escaping her. Perrie lowered her head to Jade’s tan neck and began sucking on her pulse point, smirking against the skin when she felt Jade tilt her head back, giving her more room to do as she pleased. She gave the mark she’d created a quick lick, before sinking her teeth into the soft tan flesh. Jade’s eyes slammed open as she felt Perrie’s teeth dig in to her skin, a groan making it’s way past her lips.

Perrie pulled back, admiring the angry looking rather large mark.

“You’re so perfect, baby,” Perrie purred down at her, rubbing herself on Jade’s thigh. “So submissive, so willing to take anything I give you.” She nipped at Jade’s breast, just above her nipple. Jade gripped at the couch with closed fists as the blonde continued to have her way with her, her dirty words bringing her that much closer.

“Look at you. Panting, breathless. I’m surprised you’re not begging.” Perrie stilled her fingers, feeling Jade’s pulsating warmth surrounding her. “Beg me, Jade.”

Jade fluttered her eyes open and whined at the demand, “Perrrrrriiiiiieee.”

“If you want me to continue,” Perrie ground herself down hard on the brunette’s thigh, “beg me.”

Seeing that the girl was serious, Jade gave in, voice quivering as she did. “Please, Perrie, p-please, please, I’ll do anything, just please-please, keep going.”


Jade nodded her head desperately, trying to arch herself further onto Perrie’s fingers, only for the blonde to grasp her hip and pin her down single-handedly.

“Okay,” Perrie agreed, pulling her fingers out before slamming them back in with no mercy. Jade’s eyes slammed shut, a sound somewhere between a squeak and a scream forcing it’s way out.

“Say you’re mine.” Perrie demanded.

“I-I’m y-yours,” Jade replied weakly, her mind hazey.

“Say you’re my bitch.”

Jade shook her head.

Perrie’s hand on Jade’s hip tightened it’s grip, her thrusts slowing down. “You said you’d do anything, so say it or I’ll stop. Maybe tie you up and leave you here so you can’t finish yourself off either.”

Jade whimpered.

“Say you’re my bitch.”

“I-I’m your bitch.”

“Good girl,” the blonde husked, fingers picking up their pace again. “You remember that. You’re mine. No one else’s, all mine.” She brought her thumb up to brush against Jade’s clit. “That means nobody else gets to touch you, or even look at you the wrong way. I don’t share my things, and you’re my most prized possession now.”

Jade had never been so turned on in her life. “I-I’m gonna-”

Jade felt herself letting go, and she’d never cum so hard before. Perrie smirked as the girl came with a scream, a scream that faintly sounded like it had her name mixed in.

After Jade had ridden out her high, Perrie removed her fingers and licked them lazily, as she waited for Jade to catch her breath. Realizing it could take a while, Perrie slid her arms around Jade’s tiny waist and moved her forward and on her side, before slipping in behind her in the room created.

“Go to sleep. We can talk tomorrow.” Perrie whispered, surprisingly gently, her arms tightening around Jade’s waist, holding her more closely to her.


“So how’d the date go?” Jesy asked eagerly a few days later when they meet up for coffee.

“It was shit,” Jade replied honestly.

Jesy arched an eyebrow, “Then why do you have a hickey the size of Mars on your neck?”

Jade smirked. “I never said it didn’t go well after.”

Everyone in the coffee shop turned to look at the two girls as Jesy erupted into loud laughter.

anonymous asked:

Could you write one shot where akaashi has a nightmare the worst nighmare ever and he's terryfied and actually have a panick attack and his boyfriends try their best to calm him and comfort him. I hope i didn't bother you. xx


Water everywhere. His lungs, his eyes, his ears. It fills him up, like a bowl. It weighs him down, heavy.

Heavy, heavy, heavy.

He’s so heavy he can’t move. His limbs are still.

He can’t breathe. He can’t breathe.

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anonymous asked:

Hannigram 55

55. “Our first date is a picnic on a beach under the stars? Have you swallowed a romance novel? Do I need to call a doctor?”

I’M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG! I hope you like it anyway!

They had been living in the house by the beach for six months when Will came home one night, frowning as he walked towards the lights he saw down on the beach. When he saw what was there he had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing out loud.

Hannibal had put up a canopy, setting out a small table and was decorating it elaborately. He smelled cooked meat in the air and actually choked when he saw the chilled champagne to the side in between the torches that were lit all around them.


Hannibal turned, nearly dropping one of the forks in his hand as he saw Will.

“You’re home early.”

Will smiled. “What’s…what’s all this?”

Hannibal finished setting out the silverware and wiped his hands on an apron that was tied around his waist.

“It is…I thought we would have dinner together.”

Will grinned. “We have dinner together every night. This is…are we having our first date?”

Hannibal said nothing, setting out the steaks as Will walked to him, his toes sinking in the sand through his sandals.

He hugged Hannibal tightly from behind, sighing.

“It’s nice, Hannibal. Really.”

Hannibal turned and mumbled, “You are just saying that, your tone suggests how ridiculous you find it.”

Will held him tighter as he joked, “It’s just….our first date is a picnic on a beach under the stars? Have you swallowed a romance novel? Do I need to call a doctor?”

Hannibal tried to pull away, growling, and Will held firm, reaching up to touch his face making him stop fighting in surprise.

They had grown exponentially closer as the days progressed, cuddling and sleeping together was the norm but nothing beyond that. Will knew Hannibal was ready for anything, it was him that was the holdout.

He smiled. “It’s nice, really, it’s just more you than me.”

Hannibal sighed, blushing just enough that Will could see light pink in his cheeks.

“I apologize for wanting to give you a decadent evening, next time I will just throw the food on the floor and we can share with the dogs.”

Will laughed, having no choice than to kiss him, his lips lingering as Hannibal shivered and touched the hand on his face. Will pulled back and pressed their foreheads together.

“They’d love that, sounds good to me.”

Hannibal smiled, his hand warm on Will’s own as he said softly, “Thank you for the kiss, Will. I…look forward to earning more in the future.”

Will sighed, smiling still. “We’ll see how tonight goes, maybe we can get to second base.”

Hannibal frowned, feigning confusion. “I am…unfamiliar with that vernacular?”

Will laughed, kissing him again and pulling back. “Liar.”

Hannibal winked and pulled out Will’s chair to whisper in his ear as he sat down, “I will admit being familiar, I have just never had the pleasure of using the terms with anyone. I am overjoyed for the opportunity with you, Will.”

Will shivered and confessed, “At the rate you’re going, you could hit home by morning.”

Hannibal kissed his cheek. “I must increase my wooing techniques then, I suppose.”

Will laughed as Hannibal sat down, “I don’t know how much more you can do.”

Will took a bite of his steak and Hannibal explained, “I got the meat especially for this evening, I hope you like it.”

Will moaned, closing his eyes.

“It’s fantastic.”

“I found that underground dogfighting ring the police were looking for while you were at work this morning,” Will’s eyes widened his fork paused midair, “You are currently dining on the meat from one of the men who ran it. There were four of them.”

Will took the fork to his mouth slowly, his eyes never leaving Hannibal’s as he chewed and savored. When he swallowed the first words out of his mouth were, “Definitely by morning.”

Hannibal took a sip of his wine and licked his lips before he confessed, “I fed the remainder to the animals.”

Will’s gaze was heated as he licked his lips.

“I want to push you down into the sand and take you apart.”

Hannibal leaned back in his chair and purred, “What’s stopping you?”

They never finished dinner.

anonymous asked:

prompt!! carl is being extra snappy towards everyone until tara goes up to him like "dude. u gotta stop" and he actually admits to having a crush on ron and not knowing how to deal w it and she gives him gay relationship advice. ron is the same thing, but with denise. (then they both confront each other and makeout)

Thanks for the request, anon! :D hope you enjoy ^^ happy rarl prompts is good for the soul guys

also warning: Tara is a gross mom. Denise is just cute.

Tara was on her way to visit Denise when she caught sight of Rick and Michonne talking amongst themselves quietly outside of their house.

It seemed as if they were in a heated argument over something, Michonne shaking her head and rolling her eyes as Rick said something to her. Triggered by the urge to help, Tara reluctantly backtracked, figuring that her sweet girlfriend could wait if she could possibly fix whatever was going on there.

Slowly strolling up to the two, Tara interrupted the ranting Rick with a soft, “Hey guys, what’s up? You both seem upset.”

“It’s nothing…” The Grimes muttered under his breath with a hint of annoyance.

“It’s Carl,” Michonne countered.

Usually, that never meant anything good and Tara couldn’t stop herself from thinking the worst case scenario. “Huh…? Wait, what?” She rasped. “What’s up with Carl? Is he okay? Is he bit?!”

“No, he’s not bit. No need to freak out, he’s fine,” Michonne assured her quickly after, having realized that her short explanation hadn’t been the best. “He’s just been lashing out lately.”

Tara blinked, caught off guard by the small problem and glanced between the two. “What do you mean?”

“Carl has been extremely snappy towards everyone since yesterday. Daryl, Enid, Glenn, Maggie…” With the way Rick faded, Tara came to the conclusion that the list went on much longer. “It seems like nobody can get through to him at all. He won’t even talk to me or Michonne about whatever it is that’s bothering him.”

“Maybe I can help?” Tara tried.

“I don’t know…”

“Let me try,” Tara suggested. “Sometimes it’s hard to tell the people that you’re super close to your problems because you’re afraid of being judged. Trust me, I know about that feeling all too well…as you can imagine.” She looked at them both, hoping they’d catch on without her having to explain. “He’ll probably have an easier time telling me what’s going on.”

It was obvious they didn’t need the explanation because they were quick to take her word. After a short glance to Rick, Michonne nodded. “Alright…” She said. “But remember if he snaps at you, don’t take it personally.”

“I’m too sassy for that. If anything, I’ll snap back.” Tara responded, making a point of her statement by snapping her fingers jokingly. She effectively put a smile on the worried faces of both Michonne and Rick when she turned and boldly sauntered away as if she belonged in a Mean Girls movie.

It didn’t take very long for Tara to find Carl. He was sitting between two houses under the shade, hunched forward with his head buried in his knees. After glancing around carefully, she quickly jogged over and joined the mopping kid, throwing herself down beside him and clearly startling him.

“Hey, Carl.” She sang, snuggling close beside him.” What’s up?”

Carl didn’t hesitate to snap. “Go away, Tara.”

“So it is true that you’ve been rude to people all day today and yesterday,” she murmured, more as a remark rather than a statement.

“All the more reason to go away.”

Tara cocked an eyebrow at the younger one, finding it unbelievable how sharp and impolite his tone was. Now she could understand why Rick and Michonne had been so irritated about this earlier. “Okay. Dude, listen,” she growled. “I’m going to be straight up here. You gotta stop this.”

Carl didn’t even bother to make eye contact, opting to stare at the grass instead. “You don’t understand.”

“Then make me understand,” Tara replied, nudging Carl’s shoulder with her own. “I was a snappy teenager once too, you know.”

After a few seconds passed, Carl looked up and turned his head, locking gazes with Tara as if considering something. Then, he opened up his mouth slowly, though no words came out right away. “….I think I have a….” A reluctant pause. “….a crushonRonandIcannotdealwithit.”

The last part had come out in such a fast, jumbled mumble that Tara felt as if she had just been mind fucked.

“….What? Slow your roll, kiddo.”

As if that had been the hardest thing he had ever done in his life, Carl sighed, long and hard. Then he opened his mouth again, this time blatantly trying to speak slowly. “I think….that I have a crush…on Ron.”

Having expected something much worse, Tara released the breath that she had unconsciously been holding before looking away with a grin. It was entertaining how Carl was so bothered by a little crush, on Ron Anderson–no less, that he felt the need to snap at people because of it.

In fact, Tara was so entertained that she snorted. “And…?”

“That’s.. It….” Carl muttered sheepishly.

“Okay, so what’s the problem?” Tara inquired, half-jokingly because she already had an idea of where this was about to go.

“He’s a guy!” Carl cried almost immediately. “I just…I don’t know how to deal with it!”

Tara eyed the Grimes kid in hopes of finding him to be joking. She didn’t; he wasn’t. “What do you mean ‘how do I deal with that’?” She sputtered in a hysteric whisper. “It’s the same thing as having a crush on a girl!”

Blinking his blue eyes, Carl stared at her and made it obvious that he didn’t believe that.

“Okay, it’s not exactly the same, but it’s not all that different either,” Tara added in correction. “The only actual difference is the gender. Trust me, I am a walking, credible ball of gay who also used to like guys. It’s like when you crush on a girl, you see her and you go…!” She held up her hands and grasped at air. “I would squeeze her soft lady lumps so hARD.”

Carl’s face grew red. “Tara!” His cry was in vain; she continued.

“And then–AND THEN. You see a guy, in your case, Ron…and you go…!” After a split second of confusion, the brunette lowered her hands and fondled the air again as if grabbing something. “That ass is grass and I’m gonna MOW it. Or you know, the other way around if you’re a catcher.”

Tara had never seen Carl look so horrified.

“I’m kidding!” She said, throwing her shoulder into his playfully. “But you know, there’s really nothing to it. You’re blowing it out of proportion and snapping at people for no good reason. If you don’t do anything about it, then it’s going to eat away at you, and you’ll just keep being moody.”

“What do I do?”

Tara shrugged. “The same thing you would do if Ron were a girl. Admit your feelings to him. You can say it,” she murmured. “….you can show it.”

“Show it how…?” Carl asked.

“Denise kissed me. It’s an entire confession in a single action. In most cases, it saves you from stumbling over your words because you don’t even need them.”

Carl closed his eyes and sunk back against the house miserably as if that were the last answer he wanted to hear. “Easier said than done…”

“Yeah….” Tara hummed quietly in agreement. “Yet better than never knowing, especially in this kind of world.”

“Carl having a crush on Ron….” Denise murmured under her breath as she stocked newly bought medicine from boxes. With a small smile on her face, she nodded her head in amusement. “I see it and honestly, I think that’s adorable.”

“It is. He was all blushy and shit, too,” said a grinning Tara, who was leaned against the white wall near the door with her arms crossed. “Never thought I’d live to see Carl like that.”

“Wish I was there,” Denise pouted softly. “So when is he going to tell Ron?”

Tara raised her shoulders in a shrug. “Not sure. He didn’t tell me a specific date. Guess we’ll have to be patient.”

When she glanced down at her watch, she jumped upright and off the wall. “Oh shit, it’s almost time for my watch. Gotta go!” Tara bounded over to her girlfriend and managed to peck her on the cheek before running out the door, passing by a familiar brown-haired kid walking in. “Hey, Ronald! Bye, Ronald!” She called, ruffling his hair as she hurried past him.

Ron Anderson had been completely startled, freezing by the doorway with his eyes wide when his hair was messed with. “Oh….bye.” He whispered softly, turning to the other female in the infirmary who was looking on with a big smile. “….Hi, Denise.”

“Hey, Ron,” She chimed, going back to rummaging through the boxes of pill bottles. “Need something?”

“Yeah. Medicine for an aching heart.”

Denise stopped and looked at Ron with a more serious expression, seemingly analyzing him for the meaning of his words. “Um, I don’t think we have that. But sometimes talking is great treatment. If that’s fine with you, I’m all ears.”

“….Don’t laugh at me, okay?” He asked timidly.

Leaned against the table, Denise raised an eyebrow at that. “I’m offended that you think I would laugh at your heart break.”

Ron took note of the door that had been left open by Tara and closed it. Then he crossed the room quickly to get close enough for Denise to hear his low whisper. “…..I like somebody who might not like me back…”

“Is this somebody named Carl Grimes?” Denise inquired, nodding her head as soon as Ron’s eyes grew wide. “Righto, okay. Listen, I’m not all that great with giving relationship advice, but I can tell you one thing. You’re going to regret not saying anything. Letting it stay the way it is now isn’t going to heal your little achy breaky heart.”

“But what if he doesn’t like me back…? I don’t think Carl…rolls that way.”

The question made Denise think back to Tara; how she had kissed her, how things might have been had she never kissed her. Then she said, “but it’ll be a weight off your shoulders for sure, regardless of Carl’s response.” She had to hold herself back from telling Ron what Tara had just told her.

“I don’t think I can… “ Ron replied, shaking his head. “I’ve been avoiding him as much as I could without worrying him, but…”

“Oh no, that’s not okay.” Denise muttered, more to herself than anybody.

Ron seemed startled by that. “What’s not okay?”

“Well, hey,” she started, completely ignoring Ron’s question. “Carl has been really snappy lately so obviously something is bothering him. At least hang out with him today.” At this point, she was ushering the Anderson towards the door. “Like right now, maybe. Then come back later, after Tara’s shift has ended. She gives great advice and I’m sure there’s something she could tell you that I can’t.”

Allowing himself to be pushed out, Ron responded with a reluctant, “….Sure. Thanks, Denise.”

“No problem at all!” When she was sure that he was gone, she whispered, “go get asked out, kid. It’s now or never.”

Sitting behind one of the unused houses, Ron and Carl were side by side, shoulder to shoulder, leaning against the wall of Alexandria. The sun was bright and practically in their eyes, so they didn’t have much places to look besides the back of the bland house and, every now and then, each other.

“So… you’ve been snapping at everyone lately, huh?” Ron asked after what felt like an hour of silence between them.

“Yeah,” Carl murmured. “And I feel bad about it.”

The Anderson grimaced at that and sighed. “I get that. I’m in the same boat right now. The only difference is that I’ve only snapped at my mom and Sam since I practically locked myself in my room all day.”

“I probably should have done that, too….”


After that, they were accompanied by more silence. It might have lasted a minute, two, five…maybe even ten minutes, but it didn’t last long. Eventually, Carl would speak up.

“Hey, Ron…?”

When Ron turned towards the sound of his name, Carl cupped his face with both his hands and stole his lips in a kiss. The sun was blinding and had allowed for Ron to be taken by surprise, but the longer their mouths latched together, the easier it became for Ron to accept what was happening and kiss him back.

They only pulled back for a second in which Carl straddled Ron’s lap and captured his lips once more with Ron’s arms wrapping firmly around his waist.

In the midst of their crashing mouths, Carl snaked his arms around Ron’s neck and shifted his body to find that Ron wasn’t going to let go that easily. His grip was extremely tight and it made Carl smile into their soft kisses.

Tara had been right; there were many words being exchanged in their little actions.

It seemed like Ron was saying, “I’m not gonna let you go.”

Just for a second, let me pretend

Is this even good enough to be the last chapter, I have no idea but at least it’s liek 1k longer than usual so there’s that.As always hope you enjoy it.

chapter 1/chapter 2/Chapter 3 /Chapter 4

Luna hates fancy parties, they make her uncomfortable and she always has to tiptoe around everyone so she won’t start a fight or accidentally offend some conservative.She hates fancy parties, she really does, even if she gets to wear cute dresses.

But she thought that this one wouldn’t be that bad, mostly because Matteo is in it, and fancy parties with Matteo are a blast, they mock drunk rich people, see who can scandalize someone the fastest, make up drinking games for whenever someone says the food is ‘subpar at best’ or casually slips how much money they make a year or one.of their weird extreme luxuries in a totally unrelated conversation. She loves fancy parties with Matteo, and it’s only a little bit because she is totally in love with him and loves anything that has him in it.

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a hella long list of random lyric sentence starters
  • "I'm insecure and I care what people think."
  • "We're stressed out."
  • "Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days."
  • "Wake up, you need to make money."
  • "You used to make me feel like I could walk on water."
  • "You're the reason why I can't listen to the same songs I used to."
  • "I write songs about you all the time."
  • "I bet I don't run through your mind."
  • "I've given up on you.
  • "It still hurts to know you're not alone."
  • "Lately, my dog's the only one around that listens to my problems."
  • "It's been a lonely year."
  • "I'm just happy being with you."
  • "Quietly, quietly, the two of us are entangled."
  • "You don't realize the way I am."
  • "This silent love leaves a silent scar."
  • "I don't feel anything when I look at your face."
  • "That's nothing compared to what I had done in the past."
  • "Wild horses couldn't drag me away."
  • "You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress."
  • "Please remember me, fondly."
  • "We'll meet again."
  • "Fuck the man."
  • "I heard from someone you're still pretty."
  • "And when the morning came I was ashamed. Only now it seems so silly."
  • "Never meant to last."
  • "An angel kissin' on a sinner."
  • "Girls like girls like boys do."
  • "Always gonna steal your thunder."
  • "Imma take your girl out."
  • "Don't tell me what I feel."
  • "Kissed your girls and made you cry, boys."
  • "Tell me if you feel it, too."
  • "Hello there, the angel from my nightmare."
  • "We can live like Jack and Sally if we want."
  • "I would ask for advice, but I just do what I like."
  • "You're a waste of my time."
  • "I smoke cause I'm stressed. I try to get high, but it gets me depressed."
  • "I've fallen for her, more than once."
  • "My daddy is dead, I've got no man to follow."
  • "And I know that I'm shallow, but why shouldn't I be?"
  • "I don't want any trouble, it just chooses to find me."
  • "I've been thinkin' about fallin' in love."
  • "I've been thinkin' about you."
  • "I’m afraid somebody else might take my place."
  • "All my friends always lie to me."
  • "You’re too mean, I don’t like you."
  • "Fuck you anyway."
  • "You make me wanna scream at the top of my lungs."
  • "You make me wanna die."
  • "Keep on dreaming, don’t stop breathing, fight those demons."
  • "I got a hunger and it won't go away."
  • "I want it all to remind me of the first time."
  • "I think I like you, but it's complicated."
  • "It's always better when we're together."
  • "You look so pretty sleeping next to me."
  • "I belong with no one."
  • "You belong with me."
  • "Run off to school like a good drama queen."
  • "Do you care where you're going, or know where you've been?"
  • "Our faith is placed in second chances."
  • "You're the star of the story you don't care about."
  • "Just a little girl in a bigger world turning upside-down."
  • "You keep it all inside so that nobody knows."
  • "All these boys are thirsty for your outsides."
  • "You never care to ever let the right ones in."
  • "Baby, I'll carry you all the way home."
  • "I just wanna love you, dear."
  • "I understand you, just take my hand."
  • "I found God. I found him in a lover."
  • "He's off to pay his crimes and he's got no time for mine."
  • "It's tearing me apart."
  • "It's ruining everything."
  • "Were you lying all the time?"
  • "Was it just a game to you?"
  • "You know I'm such a fool for you."
  • "You got me wrapped around your finger."
  • "I thought the world of you."
  • "I thought nothing could go wrong, but I was wrong."
  • "It was always me and you."
  • "This body is yours."
  • "Your mess is mine."
  • "Luck be on my side tonight."
  • "You're the reason that I feel so strong."
  • "You still make sense to me."
  • "Boy, look the other way."
  • "That's not the way that friends behave."
  • "I always knew that I would love you from afar."
  • "She's got darling hazel eyes."
  • "It shouldn't come as a surprise."
  • "Why do you go wasting your time on me?"
  • "I'm eager to please."
  • "I'm scared that you’re gonna slip away."
  • "I don’t think she knows how she changed all my plans."
  • "You act like you don't know me."
  • "My god, you tempt my anxious mind."
  • "We are bitter losers, snarling through our smiles."
  • "We are wild."
  • "We’re fucked, but we say that we’re fine."
  • "We long for journeys and the roadside."
  • "Every little thing made me miss you more."
  • "I'm just trying to make a getaway to you, and I'd have gone a thousand miles more."
  • "And I looked at you, you were so damn cute."
  • "I know you're thinking of me."
  • "You're everything that I hoped for."
  • "I'm all the shit that you go for."
  • "Stop kidding yourself now."
  • "I never found a way to let you know."
  • "I also never found a way to let you go."
  • "Right now I’m feeling rough."
  • "Come settle in with me."
  • "I will not open myself up this way again."
  • "Feels like I don't know you."
  • "I've strayed from who it was that you knew."
  • "You were trying to make it work."
  • "You were sleeping in my shirt
  • "Sometimes things don't come full circle."
  • "I was hoping that you cared."
  • "I was distant, I was scared."
  • "There's no way to go back now."
  • "Just love me when you can."
  • "I'll wait patiently."
  • "I'll wake up every day just hoping that you still care."
  • "Surely even I deserve the best."
  • Just when I believe you've changed for good, you go and prove me wrong just like I knew you would."
  • "When I run out of second chances, you give me that look
  • and you're off the hook."
  • "Oh, what am I still doing here?"
  • "It ain't right to just love me when you can."
  • "Slow down, you are out of control."
  • "One of us is right, and one of us is wrong."
  • "It could be so easy if it didn't feel so wrong."
  • "What if I was younger?"
  • "I never should have asked, it was a long time ago."
  • "There's things I wish I knew."
  • "We're a million miles away."
  • "With you, my dear, I'm safe."
  • "You will be gone and I won't see you anymore."
  • "You left my love on the line and said that you were leaving."
  • "I saw you in the arms of someone else."
  • "I cry myself to sleep and you thought I was happy."
  • "I was lonely, had nowhere to go."
  • "I heard that you moved on."
  • "Everything has changed."
  • "Sometimes you've got to bleed to know that you're alive."
  • "The songs on the radio are okay, but my taste in music is your face."
  • "You fell asleep in my car, I drove the whole time."
  • "I heard you were lying about how brave you are.
  • "I heard you were still trying to get back to the start."
  • "I'm gonna miss you."
  • "Gonna miss you, girl, and all of the things we could've done."
  • "I move so fast, how could you be with me?"
  • "I wish you well. All the best."
  • "I spent an hour with you, should I want anything else?"
  • "We were sixteen, maybe less, maybe a little more."
  • "I walked home smiling, I finally had a story to tell."
  • "Time has bridled us both, but I remember you, too."
  • "You confuse me with your riddles and your sudden generosity."
  • "You really shouldn't get this fucked up."
  • "I'm tired of being careful."
  • "Let me under your skin."
  • "Why do I always spill?"
  • "God, I wish I never spoke."
  • "Think I got myself in trouble."
  • "Should've never said the word 'love.'"
  • "I'm sick of all the games I have to play."
  • "I've got your picture, she's got you."
  • "Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces."
  • "Everyone thinks that we're perfect."
  • "Go back to being plastic."
  • "Smile for the picture."
  • "We were too wasted to close the window."
  • "Do you want it? Do you want me?"
  • "You are where I want to be."
  • "I can drive."
  • "Who is she?"
  • "I used to know know to leave the boy behind without having to watch him go."
  • "Going on, my first impression, I recall you wearing white."
  • "There was something sweet in the air, babe, that summer night."
  • "There will always be another time for us to fall in love."
  • "The first times always cut the deepest."
  • "She is something to behold, elegant and bold."
  • "I could easily lose my mind."
  • "The way you kiss me will work each time."
  • "Eyes, innocent and wild, remind me what it's like."
  • "Pulling me back into the flames and I'm burning up again."
  • "I never understood what was at stake."
  • "Well now you've come and gone, I finally worked it out."
  • "I never should have told you."
  • "I never should have let you see inside."
  • "Don't want it troubling your mind. Won't you let it be?"
  • "You cool me down."
  • "Do you love me now?"
  • "I'm not so used to doubt."
  • "Light me up a cigarette and put it in my mouth."
  • "You're the only one that wants me around."
  • "I don't believe in you and I."
  • "I'm not yours anymore."
  • "You're always leaving me behind."
  • "I feel like a fool."
  • "I ain't got nothing left to give."
  • "You are mine, I am yours. Lets not fuck around."
  • "You are the only one."
  • "Yours is the first face that I saw."
  • "I realize that I need you and I wondered if I could come home."
  • "Remember the time you drove all night, just to meet me in the morning."
  • "I thought it was strange, you said everything changed, you felt as if you'd just woke up."
  • "I'm glad I didn't die before I met you."
  • "I don't care, I could go anywhere with you and I'd probably be happy."
  • "Maybe this time is different."
  • "I mean, I really think you like me."
  • "You pull away so easily."
  • "I'm only there so that you're not alone."
  • "So I'm pouring some whiskey, I'm gonna get drunk."
  • "I want a lover I don't have to love."
  • "I'll meet up with the band in the morning."
  • "Love's an excuse to get hurt."
  • "We both go together if one falls down."
  • "I talk out loud like you're still around."
  • "Do I let her sleep or should I wake her up?"
  • "We were lovers in a past life."
  • "I'll make you mine, time after time."
  • "We can keep in touch if that's what you want."
  • "You say I don't have the time for you, but I do."
  • "I am what you need when you can't find it somewhere else."
  • "I am what you want when you don't have anything else."
  • "I came here with a load and it feels so much lighter now I met you."
  • "Honey, you should know that I could never go on without you."
  • "You're the one that I wanted to find."
  • "Anyone who tried to deny you must be out of their mind."
  • "I know it's too late."
  • "I should have given you a reason to stay."
  • "We're not the same, dear, as we used to be."
  • "There was little we could say, and even less that we could do."
  • "Nothing was left for you and me."
  • "Someday you will be loved."
  • "I cannot pretend that I felt any regret."
  • "The memories of me will seem more like bad dreams."
  • "I know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet."
  • "You told her that you loved her, but you don't."
  • "She was beautiful, but she didn't mean a thing to me."
  • "I wanted to believe in all the words that I was speaking as we moved together in the dark."
  • "All I see are dark grey clouds in the distance moving closer with every hour."
  • "Was something wrong?"
  • "You're damn right there is, but we can't talk about it now."
  • "No, we can't talk about it now."
  • "One last touch and then you'll go, and we'll pretend that it meant something so much more."
  • "It was vile, and it was cheap."
  • "You are beautiful, but you don't mean a thing to me."
Phase Five

Author: really-meg

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Guns, death, cursing

Word Count: 1,975

Series: Blacklist   Phase one  Phase two  Phase three  Phase four

A/N: Okay I’m so sorry it's been so long since my last update but I've been busy with volleyball and stuff. I really wanted to post something today since it was Fan Fiction writers day or something and it was really pushed through for you guys, I have such an intense headache I'm on the verge of throwing up and I think I’m catching something but I want to thank @moonlitemenagerie for proofreading some of this for me. Here ya go!

“So it could be him.” You ask with a frown.

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anonymous asked:

companions (+maxson please) react to sole pointing to the companions laps and saying 'is this seat taken' before sitting down

HEHEHEHEHE yessssssssssss!!! Okay I literally started giggling when I first read this. Thank you so much for this ask! This is great omg! And thanks for including Maxson, I’ve been itching to try my hand at writing him for a while now (but shhhh nobody needs to know what Maxson trash I’ve turned into). Also I’m gonna assume you meant romanced companions cause reasons…. *excited giggling*

Side note: I just want everyone to know this has taken me several days to write and that wrITING IS HARD GODDAMNIT (but also gentle reminder to never let that stop you)

Hancock: He grinned. “Not at all, Sunshine. Not at all.” He was more than happy to have them in his lap. Probably a little too happy. He ran his hands up under their shirt, letting his fingers barely skim over their skin. Sole giggled. “Stop it, that tickles.”

He grinned, leaning over to kiss their neck.

“John,” Sole giggled, trying to scrunch their neck up so he couldn’t reach it. “Stop ittttt,” they whined.

He just laughed, kissing their neck again. “Noooope.”

Sole giggled again. “Noooo. This isn’t fair.”

“Hey, you’re the one who sat in my lap,” he pointed out, tickling their ribs gently.

Nick: “Well, alright,” he was all be said, wrapping his arms around them and pulling them closer until their back was pressed against his chest. So that was the way they sat for a good while, each doing their own thing; Nick looking through a case file and Sole playing a game on their Pipboy.

After a while he had to get up though. He rested his chin on their shoulder. “I need to get up,” he whispered in their ear.

“That’s a shame,” Sole said, not moving.

He chuckled. “Well unless that case file is gonna magically float out of that cabinet you’re gonna have to move, doll.”

“Huh,” was all Sole said and went back to playing with their Pipboy.

He sighed. “Guess I’ll just read that part of the file later,” he said dryly.

Sole nodded. “Guess so.” They didn’t notice him rolling his eyes.

Deacon: They smiled, straddling him. There was a wicked gleam in their eyes. “Ah well, you know. Why take up valuable seating elsewhere really when you have a perfectly great spot right here,” he grinned up at them. “I mean, there are just so many people at this abandoned gas station and so few places to sit,” he laughed, running his hands up their thighs.

“Better sit here from now on just to make sure Dogmeat always has a place to sit,” he continued, his fingers slowly unbuttoning Sole’s shirt. He pushed it off their shoulders completely, laying gentle kisses on their shoulder as he went.

“Just to be safe,” he mumbled against their skin.  “Wouldn’t want him to have sit on the ground like a dog or anything.”

“Oh no. We would never want that,” Sole laughed against his mouth.

Maccready: “Not sure this is the best idea, Boss,” he said, even as he ran his hands up the back of their shirt.

Sole kissed him softly. “There are other people in this bar, you know,” he mumbled against their lips, kissing them again.

Sole shrugged. “Oh well,” they said, leaning forward and deepening the kiss. He let out an involuntary groan when they started scratching the back of his neck with their fingernails. His hands tightened around their waist.

He leaned back suddenly, breaking off the kiss. “Your room at the Rexford. Let’s go. Now.”

Preston: “Actually, yes,” he said, pushing at them and trying to get them out of his lap.

Sole snapped up. “What?!” Sole screeched, whipping around to face him now. “That’s my spot! No one else gets to sit in your lap! Who am I fighting?! Who else has-” they broke off when Dogmeat jumped into his lap.

Preston smiled up at Sole innocently. “Still gonna fight him?”

Sole closed their still open mouth. They walked away mumbled something about ‘damn dog stole my spot’.

Cait: She pushed them off. “Does my lap look like it need your big arse sitting on it?” She complained. “Sit in the chair,” she nodded to the chair beside her.

Sole pouted. “You’re kidding.”

“Really not,” she told them, taking a sip of her beer. She didn’t like people sitting her lap and Sole was no exception.

Sole pouted for a good hour after that.

Piper: “Kinda busy here, Blue,” Piper said trying to see over their shoulder. Sole tried kissing her to no avail. “I’m writing,” Piper hissed. No one was allowed to interrupt her writing.

Sole sighed. “You can’t write this some other time?” They asked, playing with the buttons on her coat. As cute as that was the answer was still the same.

“No,” Piper deadpanned. “Writing is hard, Blue. You have to do it when there’s inspiration. I have to write this now.”

“Please,” Sole pleaded, trying to kiss her again.


“Can I at least sit here while you write?”

Piper’s eyes flicked from her computer screen to Sole then back to the computer screen. She sighed. “Fine,” she said, “but we have to readjust cause I can barely see anything around you.”

Danse: “Ummm,” was all he got out before Sole straddled him, clasping their hands behind his neck.

“Hi,” they said quietly,

He blushed, not pushing them off, but not pulling them closer either.

Sole laughed. “You can put you hands on me you know,” they told him, looking pointedly at his hands that were still stuck up in the air because he hadn’t know what to do with his hands. “I won’t bite.” They grinned. “Unless you want me to of course,” they winked.

Slowly, he put his hands down, settling with placing them on their hips. Seemed the safest place anyhow.

Sole smiled. “Well, it’s a start,” they said, leaning forward and placing a small kiss on his lips. They laughed. “You’re very cute when you blush.”

“I,” he struggled for a moment. “There’s somewhere I have to be,” he said, moving them out of his lap and standing up.

“Awww, come back, I really won’t bite, Danse,” Sole called, even as he power walked away.

Curie: She was startled to say the least, but adjusted quickly. “Bonsoir, my darling,” she said, wrapping her arms around Sole.

“Hey,” Sole answered. “Whatcha up to in here?”

Curie shrugged. “Nothing much.” She kissed their cheek. “What have you been doing?”

Sole shook their head. “Nothing.”

Curie smiled. “Would you like to do nothing with me?”

Sole smiled, leaning over to give her a light kiss. “I would love to do nothing with you.” So nothing was what they did.

X688: “There are other places to sit you know,” he told them.

Sole shrugged, leaning back against his chest. “None of them are nearly as comfortable as this though.”

He poked their side.  “Comfortable for who?”

Sole laughed lightly. “Me, of course.”

“What about me, your substitute chair?” He put his chin on top of their head.

Sole laughed again. “Ah well, you’re a big scary institute courser. I have faith that you can handle this. I’m sure you’ll be fine,” they patted his hand that rested on their knee.

“I suppose I’ll have to be,” he said, his other hand squeezing theirs.

Maxson: He chuckled. “I suppose it is now,” he said.

“I have a question for you,” Sole told him, throwing their arms around his neck.

“Dangerous times,” he said.

Sole hummed. “Yes, well, I was wondering why exactly all my books are missing…”

He raised his eyebrows. “Why would I know that?”

Sole laughed. “Cause of it wasn’t you who moved them, I’m gonna murder someone,” they smiled innocently at him, waiting for an actual answer.

He chuckled, shaking his head. “Wasn’t me.” He knew better. Whoever moved their books should have known better too.

Sole nodded, patting his chest. “Right. Well, I’m off to find out who did then. See ya later,” they said, kissing him before standing up.

“Don’t kill them. I do need them for missions sometimes, you know,” he called watching them walk away.

Rainy day

 Super long chapter, I couldn’t seem to find a good place to cut it so I kept going. Real sorry about that.

Special thanks to ladytitanium for requesting some rain fluff <3

But apparently I cant just make happy chapters so make sure to blame kitsunaii and dinkywitch for the pain.

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Warnings: Bad weather, self indulgent fluff, scares, swearing, threats, body horror? (Yeah you already know what’s going down ahaha I’m so sorry)

Update: Look there’s fanart for this chapter! And here’s some more! 

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Via Sun

“Watch it!”

Sun ducks smoothly beneath the huge stack of planks carried between two beefy dockworkers, grinning widely. The workers give him dirty looks that hold no heat, and he flashes an apologetic smile before scampering off. The docks here are much cleaner than the ones he’s used too back in Vacuo. Safer too, it seems. He hadn’t seen a single pirate the entire trip, which was both good and bad.

Good, because Vacuo pirates are notoriously ruthless.

Bad, because, well, pirates are awesome.

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anonymous asked:

Ooooh! Could you do one were Astrid is drunk, and Hiccup is amused? Please?

Hmmm I’ve done a few different iterations of drunkstrid before, so this time I went with something a little different. A slightly younger hiccstrid, more like a middling Hiccstrid. 

This one uh, this one got away from me.


“Hiccup! There you are!” Astrid stumbles as she gets out of her seat, and looking back Hiccup thinks that should have been his first sign that something was amiss. Hiccup smiles at her, looking so radiant in the candlelight, cheeks flushed from the dancing and braid shining so golden against the dark blue of her dress. There might be something painting her lips as well, he’s not sure. It’s her cousin’s wedding, and she’s more dressed up than he’s seen her in a long time. 

“Come on,” she says, grabbing his hand and dragging him through the crowd towards the exit. “I wanna talk to you.”

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Message I'm listening {Prologue to Message I'm Keeping}

TITLE: Message I’m deleting 

CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT: Prologue to Message I’m keeping

AUTHOR : tomcuddlesfic


GENRE:  romance / angst

FIC SUMMARY: Tom finds pain.


AUTHORS NOTES/WARNINGS: Highly requested by many of you, after three weeks, here it is. I would love to hear what you think!

The one shot that started it all : Message I’m Keeping

Epilogue: Message I’m Deleting

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When You Broke My Chest

Jily Week 2, Day 7 | Housework | Anything Goes

In which Lily hears something unfortunate and James hates himself. Songfic, kinda

Betas: Renata and Dee | (ff.net)

Shadows settle on the place, that you left.
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness.
Destroy the middle, it’s a waste of time.
From the perfect start to the finish line.

And if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky ones.
‘Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
The lovers that went wrong.

'Lily,’ he said, taking a deep breath. She glanced up at the sound of his voice and flashed him a smile. His heart jumped but he ignored it.

'Give me a second, yeah? I’ve just got to finish this…’ She bent over the stack of papers she was poring over and James took the chance to just look at her. Bright hair that spilled down her back, fingers that tapped away at the desk when she was concentrating, lips that were soft, so soft under his—

But he couldn’t think of that right now. There was business to be done.

Your mother knows how to throw a party,’ Lily commented, surveying the ballroom with wide eyes. James let out a rueful chuckle.

Yeah, she does this every year.’

Every year? I reckon it would take a year to decorate to this standard.’

Nah, she Charms it all. It takes maybe a week.’

And then she just Vanishes it all away, I’m guessing.’

James grinned. 'Gone in an instant.’

Bloody wizards taking the shortcuts,’ she grumbled as she fixed her hair. He just laughed.

'Alright, what do you need?’ she asked, pushing the papers away. He swallowed and took a step closer to her. Her expression morphed into concern when he didn’t say anything. 'Are you alright? Did someone hurt—’

'No, I’m fine. Just… looking for the right words.’

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