i have a thing for you lately

Having a baby with Tom Holland would include:

@rachel-mariah-lynn requested: I was wondering if you could do a ‘having a baby with tom holland would include’ because im unable to find that certain one anywhere.

this was fun to write but im not sure if i did a good job, i wrote this while my wifi was out at around midnight!! i hope you enjoy, all criticism is welcome this is my first time writing a piece in this format.

requests are open!! 

Originally posted by tom-holla

  • when your cravings kick in tom rushes to make whatever you need, even if it’s pickles and peanut butter saying something along the lines of “babe ill cook whatever and if i have to look up the recipe i will.”
  • while picking out names tom obviously says, “well if it’s a boy y/n jr and if it’s a girl y/n jr! it’s the most logical thing darling”
  • when you can’t sleep because the baby keeps kicking tom stays up with you to read it a story. even if he got home from work late or has to go in early he is by your side through it all.
  • when the baby kicks for the first time the smile on his face is glowing proudly and a tear runs down his face.
  • “boy or girl me and mama will love you till the end of the world” while tom is cooking he sings horrible free styles to the baby.
  • “y/n i’m gonna be the best dad ever. not just that we’re gonna be the best parents ever”
  • painting the baby’s room a light pastel green because that suits a boy or a girl, tom thinks that it’s a good idea to paint your tummy as well just so the baby can get an idea of what his/her room will be like.
  • when shopping for baby clothes tom can’t help but grab the spider-man onesies.
  • “but please babe!” “you can have two spider-man’s running around the house”
  • when you finally give in tom has the largest smile on his face as he walks around the store, while your pushing the cart tom would wrap his arms around you tapping your belly lightly as he’d hum in your ear.
  • even if it’s 2am tom would fetch you a large fry, large iced tea, and a big mac from mcdonalds and just because he loves you so much he would go the extra mile and get an oreo mcfleury for you and a caramel sundae with extra caramel for him.
  • when your water breaks tom would first ask why you dropped your water bottle before realization hits him.
  • “oh fuck!” he’d shout “it’s really happening i’m gonna be a dad!” tom would get overly excited.
  • “tom i’m not having this baby in a bath tub call the damn ambulance for god sake” you would have to shout at him.
  • toms hands would be shaking as he dialled the three numbers. tom would try to soothe you saying thing like, “soon you will be a mother”, “they’re coming soon hold it together”, “in here with you every step of the way, y/n darling your never alone in this journey.”
  • after the child is born tom would be in the room with you secretly wondering what it is covered in before it gets washed.
  • when you’re told it’s a baby boy you and tom decided that mitchell harrison holland will be the full name of your baby boy.
  • while tom is holding him, tom and you sharing the hospital bed he would say cute things to him, “hey mitchy welcome to the world”, “this is daddy and that is mommy”, “i love you mitchy, daddy loves you.”
  • tom would look at this little boy in awe and in complete shock wondering how he and you could make something so beautiful and pure.
  • tom trying to figure out breast feeding.
  • “so he just gets to suck your nipple?”
  • when harrison comes to visit tom is overjoyed that he gets to introduce mitchell his son to his godfather harrison.
  • when it’s finally time to take mitchell home tom can’t wait to show him his room.
  • mitch is already in his spider-man onesie and tom can’t wait to wear his suit now knowing that his son at home is matching him.
  • when it’s late at night and the baby starts screaming you begin to get up hoping that all he’s just hungry or needs a diaper change.
  • tom also gets up telling you “no it’s okay babe i got it” or “i’ll go check on him you get some sleep love” he’ll even place a light kiss on your forehead trying to get you to lay back down.
  • after some three am bickering tom and you both get up to assist a screaming mitchell.
  • when you pick him up he continues crying but when tom takes him from your hands it immediately hushes into small sniffles.
  • tom then takes a seat in the large rocking chair that has a large comfy cushion at the bottom and one supporting the back.
  • with mitchell in his arms tom pats his lap tiredly looking at you, you go and sit on his lap, “lay down and get some sleep.”
  • you would rest your head on the arm rest of the chair that had a soft cushion and your bum would be right in toms lap as he would let his arms rest on what’s left of your small baby bump.
  • slowly you would hear toms breath begin to slow and you knew he was asleep, mitchell obviously was sound asleep and now you could be sound asleep because you knew that both of your boys were safe and sound right here with you.

I want to say I can’t go on without you, but that isn’t true.

I have gone on without you. We have gone weeks and months without talking and I have found myself happy during that time. I thought of you and I missed you, but I also had happiness.

But the thing is I don’t want to go on without you. Even though I know that I am able, and able to happily live a life where you only live in my memories, I don’t want to.

I don’t need you. I want you, and us and our late night talks which stem from fights and end in jokes. I want you to try to make me laugh when I’m so angry all I can see is red. I want to hate you for doing it, for not taking me seriously even when I know that it’s your way to cheer me up and show me you love me. I want the part of us that is so intertwined and impassioned in each other that we can go days without needing another human soul.

You see, I have had life without you, and I know what it entails. I have had adventurous solo road trips and hikes where I sit at the bottom of rocky cliffs staring out at the ocean. I have had drunken flings and nights where my girlfriends and I drink wine until we collapse on the couch. I have laughed without you. I have loved without you. I have had passion with other and I have had heartbreak with others. So believe me when I say that I do not need you, I can do this on my own or with someone else, but you are still a unique and wonderful presence in my life and I want you.

—  Excerpt of a book I’ll never write #187
Little witch (Part 9)

Pairings: Peter x reader

Word count: 2 165

Summary: The reader is raised by Hydra but manages to escape after they kill her parents. She is emotionally unstable and can’t control her powers. The Avengers rescue her and give her everything she missed form life and wanted to feel. But would her new found love be enough to extinguish her desire for revenge? What would be the side she would choose to rely on? Will she be ready to face the real her?

A/N: I’m so so sorry for posting it so late. I hope you like it and i promise to post the next part soon. I want to thank you all for the support. I have no idea how I got so many followers because of this story ♥ Please tell me what you thing :3 Enjoy! 

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Originally posted by sincerelysaraahh

“I detected something.”, the captain informed the others, “Her helicopter is just below us.”

“I don’t want to ruin your moment but there’s nothing below us.”, Tony stated as he went closer to Steve and looked at the monitor.  

“She must have activated the invisible shield so we cannot see her, but the ship is on the ground.”

The passengers put their seatbelts on while Steve landed the helicopter. Once they were outside,  the Avengers were greeted by the frightening view. Wanda looked away and covered her mouth, Steve just closed his eyes for a moment. Everyone was stunned.  Vision was the first one to reach the bodies of the dead children.

“I understood now why she had decided to come.”, Nobody else dared to speak. The grey and icy place filled with death and ash shouldn’t be disturbed.

“We better go.”, Clint broke the silence. Pointing out (Y/N)’s steps formed in the ash, the man led the avengers towards Hydra’s base.

“It’s all in my head. You are not real! You cannot be real!”, (Y/N) kept saying this out loud but more to herself rather than to the people in front of her.

“Oh, sweetheart. We are more than real.”, the woman couldn’t stop grinning but from what was hard to be said. She was sitting on a chair with her legs crossed and a file in her hands. She had shoulder long brown hair. Her face looked young, with sharp features and sleek skin. The only thing giving away the ages were the wrinkles on her neck. (Y/N) looked again at her, trying to believe what she had heard. Her brain was against all of this. It whispered her that everything was an illusion, a false reality she should not believe in but once she met those grey eyes of the woman she knew. She knew that that was the reality, that the woman and the man in front of her were indeed her…

“Family.”, the man spoke, “Our family is together again.”

“My parents died some months ago. I saw them being killed.”

“You think we would really do this!?”

“You can be our daughter but we won’t risk our lives and mission because of you.”, the woman, whose name was Amanda, informed the girl. Although the words hurt the witch, she gulped and tried to understand the whole situation.

“Then why did you do that? I don’t understand anything!”, finally the power of her voice came back, “Why was I locked here and tortured while you were able to stop it!?”, with each world, her tone was getting louder and louder.

“We didn’t want to.”

“Wha- ”, (Y/N) tried to protest, to shout, to cry, to do something but she couldn’t.

“I thought you could have at least inherited my intelligence but no. Just like your father. Never knowing what’s going on.”, Amanda stood up and went to a near table. It was far but the girl was still able to see what was on it – nothing good.

“The kidnap, it was all fake. We planned this for months and I’m happy it went well. I was scared the civilians would scream and try to help you but the money we gave to the soldiers was enough to stop the people. It’s amazing what money can do to humanity, don’t you think?”, her mother was still with her back towards the girl and (Y/N) wasn’t able to see what she was doing.

“Why did you bring me here? Why did you lie to me and did this thing?”

“You were, how old, six or seven? I can’t remember and I don’t care. Too young but still old enough to understand it. We are the leaders of this base, (Y/N)! We were given time and recourses to achieve our mission. Thinking about what would happen to you never occurred to me, to be honest. I thought only about the success. And when you were the only one showing a problem with your abilities I was obliged to do everything to unlock them.”

“Didn’t you feel sorry about doing this to me? To your daughter!?”, (Y/N) screamed and the floor shaken slightly due to her powers.  The woman laughed and turned around carrying and injection with a green substance in it.

“No.”, Amanda said calmly and sat on the chair opposite her child, “Torturing you was the only way to keep you alive. So you better thank me not blame me.”

“You should have let me die.”, (Y/N) calmed down her rage, “You have no idea how many times I wanted this. How many times I was so close to ending my life. And you could have stopped me only because you need me as a weapon. I desired to see you again, to hug you and hear the words ‘I love you’, to tell me that everything was fine and we could go.”

“You should stop living in such a fairy tale. Life isn’t like that.”, her father spoke which made the girl look at him. He had been here for the whole time and after the first seconds she had forgotten about him.

“You must look at the big picture not at the details. You are a weapon, my weapon and I will use you whatever it takes. When you escaped I hoped you have died somewhere so no one would understand about you being a failure. I didn’t want to lose my head because of you being a disgrace. But I was wrong.”, the woman stood again and start walking towards the girl. (Y/N) was moving in order to escape and get away from that person she was supposed to call mother, “You have no idea how blessed you are for being trained by the avengers. Now, your powers are raging inside you, ready to explode and ruin everything. I cannot miss such an opportunity, darling.”, Despite her soft hands, the grip on (Y/N)’s face was strong enough to make her stop moving. Seconds later the girl felt a strong pain in her neck as the injection had went though her skin. It didn’t take much until the liquid had reached her brain. The things in front of her were blurring and spinning. She blinked several times but it didn’t get better. The girl tried to use her powers but had no energy for that.

“What are you doing to me?!”

“Something we are very popular with – brainwashing.”, the envy smile was the last thing (Y/N) saw.

“Why aren’t there any guards?”, Peter asked as the avengers reached the base.

“I think they were occupied with (Y/N).”, Tony stated, “Jarvis scanned the building. Some are coming towards us but most are deep down probably protecting something, or somebody.”

“So, Clint, I, Tony and Bruce will make you a way and keep the agents occupied. You go.”, Nat announced.

The group waited until Iron man, Black widow, Hawkeye and Hulk cleared their way. Once it was done the others broke into the base without any problems. Steve and Vision took left, while Thor, Wanda and Peter took right. They were walking in silence as every one of them was immersed in their thoughts. Nobody was surprised by the fact Peter didn’t speak. They all knew how close they had become and the fact that Peter was in love with the girl. The avengers were so happy for them, especially Wanda and Tony. For Tony Peter was like a son. He loved him although he tried to cover it with his sarcasm as he tended to do. Wanda felt (Y/N) as her own sister and was glad to see her adapt with the avengers and slowly falling in love finally able to feel like a normal teenager with superpowers.

“Now…where?”, Thor questioned. They had three options – along, left or right.

“I’m for left.”

“You can sense her?”, Peter asked filled with hope but Wanda’s answer ruined his beliefs.

“No, Peter. See the mountain of bodies.”, Thor and Peter looked left and saw the whole corridor covered in blood and dead men.

Peter was shocked. ‘Had (Y/N) done that?’, he couldn’t believe what he saw and despite the view, he wasn’t going to give up on her. He knew she was dangerous but everyone needed to be shown a path of good and he was willing to give it to her.

“Let’s go, we are running out of time!”, Peter was running through the bodies not caring about them.  The little witch was the only thing in his head. Wanda and Thor kept up with him until they reached what they were looking for.

“It’s not working.”, an angry voice reached (Y/N)’s ears. She was in that condition when you are neither asleep nor awake. She was and wasn’t here. She knew she was under an opiate. It created so many illusions that kept her on the edge. Real and Surreal. What should she trust? She kept seeing Peter coming but not rescuing her. He had been telling her she was a monster, weapon, dangerous. That he was ashamed of her and he never meant the lovely things he had said. Deep inside she knew it wasn’t true but the words…He, real or not, was right. She was a killing machine, not deserving love, family, anything.

“Why isn’t it working, Samuel?”

“I – I don’t k-know.”, the man stuttered, “I tested it several times and it worked.”

“I need it to work on everybody! I will make it on my own.”, a sound of a gun shooting echoed through the room. It affected (Y/N) and she slightly opened her eyes for some seconds. The woman was nearing her carrying another injection in her hands.

“Calm down, darling. We are not finished, yet.”, Amanda was inches away from her when somebody started beating the door. The woman turned around and when she realized what was about to happen, she hurried to inject the girl. The needle was in her neck when the door broke and flew across the room. Amanda crouched in order to keep her face safe.

When Peter saw his precious girl tied on a chair looking dead and with an injection in her skin, he ran towards her. Taking the needle out he tried to bring her back.

“(Y/N), (Y/N)! Hey, listen to be sweetheart! I’m here, you are fine.”, but the girl was drugged and the effects of it weren’t disappearing that fast.

“Don’t you dare move!”, Wanda shouted. Peter turned around and saw a woman holding a knife and struggling to get out of Wanda’s magic hold.

“What have you done to her?”, Peter screamed at the woman but received a laugh. The boy turned around to face the girl and untied her.

“You can’t save her.”, the tone sent shivers down his spine. Something in the way she had said that made him believe the spoken. ‘No!’ He was going to save her, to protect and care about her and nothing was going to stop him from that. Peter took one of (Y/N)’s hands and put it on his shoulders trying to keep her up. As he was about to call Thor for help he saw him falling on the ground. Wanda loosened her magic grip on the woman with the knife in shock. The woman used this opportunity and stuck the cold weapon in his thigh. Screaming in agony, Peter lost balance and was going to fall on the ground but with the other leg he managed to stay up. (Y/N) groaned at those movements. Peter’s muscles were on fire. He had experienced worse things and holding a girl wasn’t supposed to be hard for him. As Peter was struggling with taking the knife away, Wanda was fighting with agents that had appeared without the three avengers noticing. Thor had been hit by a device that knocked him out. Using her powers, Wanda was doing good but for now.

“Peter, hurry!”, but the boy’s scream made her look away. She saw that the woman had injured the spider-boy. Scarlet witch didn’t know what to do and the seconds it took her to decide, she felt her body paralyzing and falling on the ground.

Spiderman saw his two partners lying on the floor, (Y/N)’s body seemed heavier and heavier with each minute passing.

“Peter.”, (Y/N) murmured and tried to open her eyes but still in vain.

“Karen…help.”, but the voice in his suit wasn’t answering him.

“I told you boy.”, the woman that had attacked him was now in front of him and grinning with satisfaction, “The knife was poisoned, that’s why you are feeling so weak.” , Peter found it hard to breathe and stay up.

“We-”, he spoke but fell on his knees dropping the girl’s body, “escape.”

“I don’t think so. Tie them!”, Amanda shouted at the soldiers around her. The four superheroes’ bodies were being dragged while the (Y/N)’s mother was muttering something.

“What would be better that having the avengers as our own bitches?”

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We All Fall Down - Ten

Another hour later and Spencer had filled out the paperwork for your new old car, it now belonged to you.

Well. Actually no, it didn’t. It was in Spencer’s name with you as the named driver, just like everything in your life was in Spencer’s name. Part of you was grateful, it really was. The other part of you resented it. As he filled out his banking information you thought back, how long had it been since you’d actually bought something with money that you had earned? It had to have been before you were married because once you had moved, leaving your job, your small leased college apartment, your education, behind, you hadn’t had any money to call your own. Spencer had told you that he would take care of you and you’d just let him. Even when you were sneaking to hotel rooms, it was on ubers on his account, wearing lingerie paid for on his credit card.

How much of a shitty person did that make you?

You made a decision. You would get the house in to order and then you WOULD look for a job. You’d start at the bottom somewhere, but you wouldn’t tell him of your intentions. It would be a surprise of sorts, after all he had been the one to mention it this morning. Maybe it would even give you both something to talk about if you were actually away from the house and doing something with your day. The important thing was, that you’d have your own money and in your mind, that was suddenly so very important to you.

The car was bought along to the front of the lot, the mechanic who had given it a service sliding out of seat and handing you the keys with a grin.

“Enjoy her, she’s a great little runner,” he said cheerily as he went back around to the rear of the building. It felt strange to have car keys in your hand. You hadn’t driven anywhere in years, never even owning your own car. You looked over to Spencer, suddenly feeling slightly panicked. It obviously didn’t show on your face though, or if it did he didn’t particularly care.

“I have to go into the office again, can you find your own way home? The car has gps so I can give you the zip code for the house.”

You thought… well , you thought he’d at least come with you for your first drive. He must know how long it had been since you’d been behind the wheel of a car? And plus, wasn’t he meant to be taking you to get a cell phone? What if something happened to you whilst driving?

“Oh. Erm…. Yeah okay. I need keys though, for the house? And… when will you be back? I still have no way of getting hold of you remember.”

He looked uncomfortable and awkward. Perhaps the amount of time spent in your presence was starting to bother him. He reached into his coat pockets and pulled out a bunch of keys, detaching two and handing them over.

“Keep these two, one for the front and one for the back. Do you have the secondary credit card with you?”

You shook your head. That was in the bag you normally used for grocery (alcohol) shopping back in New York. It was packed away still somewhere. Spencer reached into his wallet, pulling out a wad of notes and reeling some off. Your eyes widened at the amount of cash he was carrying.

“Take this,” he shoved some notes into your hand. “The route home will take you back through town. There’s a store there you’ll be able get a phone from.” He pulled out a business card and frowned slightly. “When you get a number, message me. I shouldn’t be home too late tonight.”

He really was going to send you off by yourself. You chewed your lip nervously and Spencer caught it.

“Y/N you’ll be fine. The roads here aren’t hard to follow and this sort of car is easy to drive. I really do have things to do and you’ll get bored and frustrated if I take you with me. Go buy a phone, find your way around. I’ll pick up take out on my way back. Perhaps tomorrow you can clean out the kitchen and go and get some proper food in? Would that be okay?”

Reluctantly you nodded. Because you weren’t going to tell him no. You weren’t going to beg him to come with you, because you had never begged him for anything and you weren’t about to start now. You climbed into the seat and let Spencer talk you through inputting the coordinates into the GPS, then you adjusted your seat and mirrors, took a deep breath and switched the engine on. Hooking up your seat belt, you quickly familiarised yourself with the controls.

“You’ll be fine Y/N,” Spencer closed the door he had opened to help with the GPS and you repeated his words.

“I’ll be fine.”

After a few loud revs, you found your biting point, released the hand break and tentatively drove away from the dealership. You didn’t check back to see how long it took for Spencer to climb back into his own car. If you had have done, perhaps you’d have been suprised as he waited and watched you drive away, a slight look of regret clouding his face until he remembered that he really did have other things he needed to be doing. He HAD considered taking you along with him and spending the entire day together but he wasn’t certain either one of you were ready for that yet. Not after being so indifferent to each other for so very long. Small steps, he told himself, repeating to himself again that you would be fine.

You were fine for the most part. You navigated the roads back into town finding the car relatively easy to drive. It was still nerve racking for you and you made sure you kept to the speed limit, constantly checking your mirrors. You’d never had a car before, never needed one or had enough money to buy one for yourself. You took drivers ed in high school and Aunt Lorel would let you use her car when she wasn’t but that was really it. Derek had owned a car, you spending many nights steaming up the windows, you were rarely allowed to drive it though, unless you’d both been drinking and you were the more sober of the two of you. Spencer had had a car when you first got together, but after the wedding and the accident, he hadn’t bothered to replace it. And in New York it wasn’t like you needed a car.

Driving back through town you spotted the tech store, seeing signs for a parking lot. You pulled into a space and turned the engine off, letting out a sigh of relief as you did. It was only then that you realised how tightly you’d been griping the steering wheel, flexing your fingers and wiping your sweaty palms on your jeans. Remembering the cash Spencer had given you, you grabbed it and counted it. He’d given you five hundred dollars in fifty dollar notes. Tucking it onto your purse you exited the car and locked up, heading over to the store.

There was just the one employee that you could see, serving a teenaged boy as you entered. She looked over at you and grinned welcomly before going back to serving. You wandered around the shop slightly aimlessly, picking up handset after handset and putting them all back down, having no idea what you even wanted. A chime sounded and a moment later you felt a presence at your side.

“Hi! I’m Penelope, is there anything I can help you find?” the blonde employee was standing right by your side, almost too close for comfort. You stepped back slightly, feeling perkiness rolling off her in waves.

“I don’t know really? I smashed my phone up a while ago and was looking for a replacement.”

“Okay well, I can pretty much find you anything you want. And if I don’t have it in stock then I can source it for you! Are you new in town or just passing through? I haven’t seen you around.”

Christ, this woman was so cheerful. And not just your usual paid employee faux happiness, it actually seemed like she really wanted to help you. She was staring, waiting expectantly.

“Oh erm, I’m new here. My husband grew up here and his dad recently passed away, so we’ve moved back.” Why you felt the need to tell her that you didn’t know but you were fairly certain this woman could ask for your bra size and you’d tell her, there was just something about her.

“You’re Spencer Reid’s wife?” her eye’s lit up with recognition and you got the distinct feeling that everyone in this town would known who you were if you mentioned you’d moved back because of a family death. You nodded.

“Oh it’s so lovely to meet you! I don’t really know Spencer or his sister that well, they were a few years ahead of me in high school. But the family is well known around here and I know Jennifer’s husband, Will, relatively well. I sometimes do some work for the police department. Oh and I’ve met Diana a few years times, she used to come in whenever she had a problem with her computer. She was super nice. How is she coping?”

As lovely as this woman was, you could tell that you were going to leave her presence exhausted. But something about what she’d said struck you. “Diana seems to be doing okay. I actually haven’t seen her since the funeral. Spencer has been busy and I only got a car today. Erm…what work do you do for Will?” Maybe it was paperwork that you could help out with? You could type relatively quickly after all.

Her eyes gleamed at your interest. “I can’t say too much really but let’s just say that I’m super good at finding people, so occasionally he’ll turn up if someone has gone off the grid. And sometimes their systems go down, usually cos someone’s spilt coffee over one of the computers.”

Oh. So nothing you could help with then. You shuffled your feet sightly awkwardly, unsure how to move the conversation along. You didn’t have to worry, she seemed to sense it and moved it along for you.

“So, phones?”

“Oh, yes.” You sifted through your bag, pulling out your smashed up cell that you still had. “I really just want something like this?”

She eyed it up, wrinkling her nose. “Well that model is a few years old but I’m fairly certain I still have some in the back. Would you not want one of the newer releases?”

You really didn’t care how old the phone was. You’d got by long enough without one so all you really wanted was a way to be able to contact someone if anything went wrong. “If you have the same model that would be great.”

“Okay. I can do that. Give me two seconds… Oh! Did you need a new number or are you keeping the same sim card?”

Technically there was nothing wrong with the sim card you had and you were fairly certain that Spencer hadn’t cancelled the plan on it which still had a few months left to run. But did you want to risk seeing any messages from Derek, if there even were any? You weren’t sure which was worse; no messages or or a slew of them. You decided you didn’t want to find out. You told Penelope that you’d need a new sim, on a different cell provider to what you’d been on. She disappeared into the back, returning a few moments later with a box in hand.

Twenty minutes later and you were all set up, Penelope having gone the extra mile and charging the phone a little whilst she was setting up the plan for you. When she rung the purchase through the register it came to just under half the cash Spencer had given you. You handed it over and left the store feeling accomplished. You had driven here yourself and purchased a new phone, this was the start of new things. You walked back to your new car, your happiness sinking when you reached it.

When you’d parked, the spaces on each side of you had been empty. Now there were two cars there, both parked ridiculously close. You could get into the car but the angle you’d have to reverse out at was extremely awkward and you weren’t sure you were cut out for it.

After ten minutes of reversing and trying to turn out of the space, you were ready to cry. There was a row of cars behind you with the space between the rows large enough to drive through and to pull out into if you had the room to turn but you didn’t. You pulled back into the space ready to turn off the engine and just wait for the other car owners to return when you heard a light tapping on the back window. You looked behind to see a vaguely familiar face. Carefully, you slid back out of the car.

“You need some help? I’m parked in the row behind and can see you struggling. Those jackasses have parked way too close… Hey, do I know you?”

You realised he was Henry’s teacher and you racked your brains trying to think of the name Will had given you.

“I would love some help. I haven’t driven in a really long time and I just…. I’m ready to give up already. We’ve not actually met but you were at William Reid’s funeral the other day.”

The man smacked his palm to his forehead. “Yes that’s it! You’re Henry’s aunt right? I’m Luke, or Mr Alvez as Henry probably calls me. It’s nice to meet you properly.”

He held his hand out and you shook it, feeling how warm and soft it was. “I’m Y/N, and yes, I’m Henry’s aunt. We moved back into town recently.”

“Yeah I remember Henry’s mom saying. Well I hope you’re liking our town so far.”

You simultaneously shrugged and nodded, suddenly feeling extremely awkward.

“Well, you wanna hop back in and I’ll guide you out? Or I can drive it out if you keep an eye for me? It’s insane how terribly some people park.”

You really didn’t want to try again, just wanting to get home. “Would you mind driving it out for me? It really has been a while and I feel like my nerves are shot to pieces. Today’s the first time I’ve driven since high school.”

Luke looked surprised, his eyebrows shooting up his face. “And you’re driving alone? That’s brave.”

You shrugged again. “Spencer had things to do…. Apparently.” You cursed yourself for saying that last word, knowing exactly how it sounded.

“Well if you were my wife I would have …. Actually… Forget I started that sentence, let’s just get you back on the road.”

You were sure that if you were most people’s wife then you wouldn’t be driving alone for the first time in year’s but you didn’t say anything, simply moving aside.

“Just bang on the trunk if I’m close to hitting something okay. I think anyone would struggle out of this spot.” Luke squeezed into the driver’s seat and switched the engine back on and a few minutes later he was out. He hopped back out and grinned. “For a second there I didn’t think we’d get there but we did. You’re free to go!”.

You smiled back brightly, feeling a headache building behind your eyes. “Thank you so much. I think I would have been stuck here until they moved otherwise.”

“It’s no problem, happy to help. Now, it’s probably going to look like I’m following you but I actually live further outside of town than you do so if you look in your mirror and see me there, I’m not stalking you I promise.”

You were beginning to wonder how he even knew where you lived when you remember that Will had said that William had mentored Luke.

“Well just don’t honk when I’m driving bellow the speed limit. I feel like I’m driving like an eighty year old currently.”

He laughed, a deep gutteral laugh that sounded so warm and lovely to your ears. “I won’t honk, I’ll just curse you under my breath instead. You’ll be fine though, my cousin Penelope has one of these cars and she loves it. She’s a horrendous driver but she’s so far managed to navigate the roads and not harm anything. If she can do it then I have absolute faith that you can. You seem much more sensible than she is.”

You wondered if it was the same Penelope you’d just had the pleasure of meeting but decided not to ask. “Well thanks again Mr Alvez.”

“Luke, please. Only the six year olds that I teach call me Mr Alvez.”

You chuckled and thanked him for one more, using his first name this time. Climbing back into the seat you followed the instructions on the GPS, looking back every few minutes and seeing that Luke was indeed behind you. As you pulled into the driveway, he continued on past you, giving a quick wave as he did. You waved back feeling another smile spreading across your face.

Unlocking the front door you entered the Reid’s house, feeling slightly less like a prisoner now that you had a key and a way of getting around. The events in the car park really had given you a headache though, so you quickly set the phone to charge and texted Spencer your new number. Then you hunted down some advil and took to the couch, closing your eyes.

anonymous asked:

any recs on flirty bottom jimin fics that are smut and chaptered? like someone pins over him so he notices and starts flirting or he starts flirting over someone he likes?? it can be any pairing but i prefer kookmin

Hey! Sure thing, here you go :) Sorry if some of them don’t have detailed smut, but I hope they’re still to your liking!

Title: Baby, You Gotta Fall
Author: snarcsics
Rating: Explicit
Genre: Fluff, Smut, Angst
Summary: Intelligence field agent, Park Jimin, has been tasked with protecting the late Head of the Jeon house’s son, Jungkook. Unlike most cases, he’s expected to get a little closer to the man than he would like. What makes it worse is that it is almost required for Jimin to develop a romantic relationship with the infatuated photographer. He was afraid that if they both fell, they wouldn’t be able to recover. If Jungkook found out what laid beyond his flirtatious smiles and intimate touches, it would be that much harder for him to forgive Jimin for making him fall.

Title: Have it Your Way
Author: bananacookies
Rating: Teen
Genre: Fluff, Humor
Summary: Jungkook didn’t expect a simple walk to turn into a job opportunity, nonetheless at a Burger King with crazy crew members, a protective manager, and a mysterious happy-go-lucky man. Nonetheless, it’s a promise of a wild, unforgettable summer. (A story in which Jungkook’s shy, Jimin’s confident, and everyone works at Burger King)

Title: How to Seduce Your Dance Teacher by Jeon Jungkook
Author: soranosuzu
Rating: General Audiences
Genre: Pining, Romance, Fluff
Summary: Currently there are a million thoughts racing through Jungkook’s brain, but two very prominent ones finally beat their way to the forefront of his mind. First, Jimin is hot as hell and Jungkook needs to find a way to get into his pants. Second (and maybe slightly more urgent than the first) Jungkook needs to find a way to prevent himself from popping a boner every time Jimin does that in the future and, more importantly, right now.

Title: I’ve Been Drinking, I’ve Been Drinking
Author: decompositionnotebooks
Rating: Teen
Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst
Summary: Jungkook tries to figure Jimin out with Yoongi’s trademarked “What Your Drink Says About You” alcohol psychoanalysis. All he knows is that Jimin likes fruity little drinks.

Title: More Than Your Body
Author: whenIseeUsmile
Rating: Explicit
Genre: Fluff, Smut
Summary: Jungkook got an assignment to create a documentary about something he can get involved in and in the beginning, he had no idea what to do. However, when he sees Jimin dance, he knows what he wants. Or in which Jungkook is a film student and may or may not be a little obsessed with the silver-haired man he keeps seeing on his way to university.

Title: Once Upon a Timeshare
Author: namakemono
Rating: Mature
Genre: Romance, Humor, Smut
Summary: Jungkook is in desperate need of a vacation, but spending two weeks in Namjoon and Hoseok’s timeshare in Okinawa with his recently separated ex of three years was probably (definitely) not what he had in mind.

Title: The Park Sibling
Author: UsagiFelton
Rating: Mature
Genre: Fluff, Smut
Summary: Jeon JungKook moves from Busan to Seoul in his Jr. Year of Secondary School, on his very first day he meets and makes friends with a bright and outgoing student who pulls him along at his pace. He’d never met anyone like Park JiHyun, the boy had the ability to make him feel instantly at ease and comfortable with himself… Too bad his Hyeong had the opposite effect…


Title: How to Seduce Your Basketball Coach: A Completely Insane Memoir by Park Jimin
Author: Mature
Rating: minyoongz
Genre: Humor, Fluff
Summary: When Jimin’s childhood crush bulldozes back into his life, he’s determined not to let the opportunity slip by again. He plans on getting what he wants at all costs, but the only problem is: Yoongi is his coach and Jimin’s still (technically) a minor, oops!

Title: I Want You (to Want Me)
Author: Everydayishark
Rating: Mature
Genre: Fluff
Summary: Park Jimin is the rare kind of guy that is both cute as hell and sexy as fuck, and everyone wants to sleep with him. Everyone, or so it seems, but Min Yoongi. So of course Taehyung challenges him to seduce Yoongi. He has to sleep with him before the end of the year, or Jimin loses the bet. And Jimin really hates losing.

anonymous asked:

I’ve been following your blog for a while now and just learned that you used to run chrisanddarrenstuff. I have to say I’m very disappointed to learn you are a CC shipper. You guys are all so dumb. All you CC shippers are idiots and have no sense of reality. It’s time you move on from the delusions that CC are a real-life couple. Did you even watch Glee/Klaine? Doubtful or you would realize it was all FICTION, not reality. Grow up and move on. It is very clear you are not a true fan.

Wow!  Where do I even begin with this?  I haven’t even been posting a lot lately and typically avoid these types of messages, but it seems desperation has set in so I guess I was next on the attack list.  I don’t have that many followers so your tactic probably isn’t going to work (whatever you hoped to accomplish).  This was just one of those times I couldn’t ignore.

First things first. Yes, @chrisanddarrenstuff is mine. Although I don’t post there anymore, I didn’t technically close the blog, but rather decided to create this blog so I could keep all my interests in one place.  After Glee ended I realized I had a lot of other interests, not just C&D.  Oh! And while I’m on the subject of blogs, yes I still have @cc-graphics open, too in case you want to submit an anonymous complaint about that blog, too.  So there’s that.  

Next, I think you need to realize that everyone’s definition of a “CC shipper” are not one in the same. Your definition of a CC shipper may not be mine.  Am I a fan of Darren?  Yes. Am I a fan of Chris? Yes.  Do I think that they have a relationship that tests the boundaries of a basic friendship?  Yes.  Any thoughts I have beyond that is really a discussion for another time and place. It’s way too complex and convoluted and far beyond the confines of what I can include in this simple little response.

What’s next?  Oh yes, your accusation that we are all apparently dumb. Well I can’t speak for all “CC shippers” but I can comfortably say that no, we are not “all dumb”.  In fact, I myself have three college degrees.  Hung them all up today in my new office as a matter of fact.  A lot of my Glee/Tumblr friends are lawyers, nurses, teachers, and the like.  So, I think that argument is invalid.  Next!

Delusions?  No sense of reality?  Did I even watch Glee/Klaine?  Oh don’t make me laugh.  I can wholeheartedly say that I watched every episode of Glee from day 1 and was honestly a fan of Chris from day 1.  When Darren came on and Klaine was born, it made me love the show and the actors that much more.  I think what’s delusional here is that you honestly think that “true fans” are unable to differentiate between a character played on TV versus their true selves.  Again, let’s not lump us all into the same category.

So let me sum up for you. Yes I’m a fan of both Chris and Darren, individually and together (take that to mean what you will).  No, not all fans are the same.  Just because we like the same actors doesn’t mean we all agree on what is happening in their personal lives.  And honestly?  That’s ok. Even in my group of friends we can still have differences of opinions, but that doesn’t mean we beat each other up about it.  It’s all good.  I think a lot of us can admit that we do not know C&D personally, but rather base our opinions on what we are exposed to.  Why can I not just be a fan and believe what I want?  We all can.  I’m perfectly ok with you believing what you want.  No harm no foul.   Aren’t blogs supposed to be a place where you can post about your own interests and beliefs?  Yeah, thought so.  Hope this clears things up for you.  If you have anything else you’d like to ask, please come back off anon.  I’m willing to chat.  I don’t bite.  Promise.

I was tagged by the peachiest @swaggyt-enthusiast 💖 thank you !!! ☺

Rules: List 10 songs you’re currently vibing to + tag 10 people.

  1. Jidenna - Bambi
  2. Joey Purp ft. Chance the Rapper - Girls @ 
  3. Lorde - Homemade Dynamite
  4. George Ezra - Budapest
  5. Kyle - Doubt It
  7. Kendrick Lamar - HUMBLE
  8. The Oral Cigarettes - Kyouran Hey Kids!!
  9. 매드 클라운 - Coffee Copy Girl
  10. Cage the Elephant - Cigarette Daydreams

I’ll tag: @collateralllove @rlydontlikeme @miramizar @daekop  @xiuminscheeks  @suhocheeks @adidaschanyeol  @the-ooverdose @kokobaekhyun  you don’t have to do it, of course~ ♡

lockedinbooks  asked:

Kin I have a question, how can I support you as an artist when I can't buy any of the things that you do? I'm sorry if it sounds rude or weird but I really think that you have great skills and you are very kind, so I was just wondering and argh *face palm*... well I don't know how to write my thoughts so thats it. Have a nice day! and very happy *cough emm late* birthday!!! (~ ̄▽ ̄)~ -> me making a happy birthday dance for you

Thank you for asking it, I’m not botherd by it or anything ^^ 

You can simply click on this button at my blog to support me, I would really appreciate it if we could share a coffee

4am Introduction

Pebbles. Doorknobs. Ribbons. Remus continued to play these three words over and over in her head. It was her fourth full moon at Hogwarts and it was anything but pleasant.

Her father made her promise that if the transformations were too much for Remus to take, she would go back home. She thought this could be a second home to her. No, it never could be. Home is pebbles, doorknobs, and ribbons. This place is candle sticks, parchment, and obnoxious roommates.

A girl with a mop of black hair tumbled down the stairs and fell on the last step.

The girl, one of the obnoxious roommates, looked up at Remus and smiled but seemed unsure of something.

“Oh hey… dude.” She said, scratching the back of her neck. So she didn’t know Remus’s name yet.

Even though she wanted to scoff at the girl’s actions she had to be grateful that everything was working. No one was noticing Remus, which meant no one would care where she disappeared to each month.

“I didn’t know you were down here,” the roommate said, attempting to break the silence between them. “Can I…” She gestured to the empty spot on the couch.

The girl hopped down next to Remus and took no time in making herself comfortable. What popped out of that girl’s mouth took Remus by surprise.

“Are you just super shy? Is that why you don’t talk? Cause you totally had me fooled for the first two months that you were this brooding mystery girl.”

Remus was too busy smiling that she failed to notice the other girl’s wide eyes.

“You-you have more scars?”

She was quick to cover it up but the girl had already seen it.

“Oh, I mean, I won’t tell anyone.”

The girl could tell that Remus didn’t believe her.

“Scouts honor!” She got on her feet and held up three fingers. For some odd, unexplainable reason, Remus found this to be truthful.

“Okay. Cool. Besides, I know a few of my mates would think they’re badass. Kinda sexy even!” The girl waggled her eyebrows.

Remus wanted to laugh again because who the hell would find her mess of a body attractive?

The girl looked at Remus with playfulness in her eyes. “Look at us. Two roomies having a little chat. Well, it’s more of a ‘talk then nod’ sort of thing.”

‘Roommates.’ Remus looked away, attempting to break whatever “bond” was being created. Just stay invisible.

The other girl was surprised by this reaction. To her, the scarred girl was hard to predict but easy to read.

“Do you not like talking to me? Cause I think I’m pretty damn likeable. Have you heard my laugh? Everyone says it’s charming.”

The girl sighed and gave Remus a half smile. “It’s getting pretty late. I should head upstairs, I’ll see ya around…roomie.” She walked to the stairs then turned around before going up.

“I’m Jamie, by the way. Jamie Potter.”

“That’s such a cool name, wow. Well, good night Remus.”

She watched Jamie vanish up the staircase and was filled with happiness for a moment.

Then it dawned on her.

Why was Jamie down here? She didn’t leave a book behind or anything.

She was mocking you. Making fun of the scars in her mind as you ignorantly went along.

She doesn’t want to be your friend. Probably just wants to know where you go off to every month.

Follow you around like that Snape girl does.

Of course. That must be it.

Because she would never like you.

Who would?

Being a speedster and dating Alex Danvers would include

Originally posted by gail-shark

  •  You hade been at Noonan’s getting coffee, you had helped a couple people with your powers the night before and you where exhausted
  • You where running late but decided to buy some coffee and then run to work
  • That’s when you saw her and spilled the coffee all over yourself
  •  You where always in a hurry and Alex noticed when you spilled coffee on yourself, multiple times
  • Things started from there
  • not so subtly getting things she asks for with your powers before you started dating
  • “Hey (Y/n) I can’t find the salt have you seen it?”
  • “Uh,’ whoosh, “It’s behind you.”
  • eventually you two found out what you where when you where injured when you tried to help Supergirl
  • After the shock passed the two of you started dating
  • Rushing out to get things she needed
  • She acting annoyed about it but low-key loving it
  • accidentally vibrating every time you see her and Alex thinking it’s cute
  • Going on dates all everywhere you can (superspeed comes in handy when you go out of state)
  •  Throwing over the top dates for her
  • Alex being a total sappy cinnamon roll when you do crazy romantic gestures
  • PUNS PUNS PUNS (used to make her smile)
  • She hates loves them
  • When there is an emergency running her to the DEO
  • If you want you end up helping Kara with the problem even though Alex is sometimes against it
  • You try not to let it get to you because you know how hard it is for her when Kara gets hurt
  • Sometimes it’s to much for you though and you working people being one of the things you argue most about
  • J'onn ends up becoming you’re space dad
  • Kara loves you and when ever you visit she has you go on food runs
  • binge watching shows with the Danvers sisters and subtly kicking Kara out when you want to be alone
  • “Hey Kara I think there’s a robbery going on at third street,”
  • “What do you mean-oh”
  • more vibrating when you cuddle
  • Alex making you give her massages because vibrations, and stuff
  • Having a nice stable relationship
  • Getting her to address and helping her get over the possible trauma and PTSD she might have considering everything she’s been through and seen the people close to her go through
  • Alex saying ‘I love you’ first through some giant gesture

Don’t trust anyone who spouts exclusionary rhetoric of any kind. Just don’t. Even if the group of people they are looking down on doesn’t include you, exclusionists have a mindset where they are always looking for a new thing to hate, and there’s a good chance you or someone you care about will someday end up in their crosshairs. It doesn’t matter if the person posts 99% stuff you like–if you see acephobia, biphobia, or transphobia (or any other kind of -phobia, but these are the ones seeing a resurgence lately in fandom), you should run for the hills. It’s not worth it. Find the people who are inclusive of everyone and just here to have a good time. You will have a much better fandom experience this way, I promise you.

thevengefulsmol  asked:

Okay black hat, Three things.1. your voice is hot as fuuuck. 2. Flug is adorable, how do you keep others off of him? And 3. have you checked on Flug lately? It seems the poor guy works himself to the bone


“I know~”


“He’s a grown man, he can keep them off of himself. He tries to avoid that kind of attention, anyways.”

“Though, that isn’t to say I haven’t had ‘little chats’ with those that overstep their lines…”


“……. Doctor Flug.”

“Y-Yes, sir?”

“When have you last slept?”

“………. Ummmm…….”

“Go. Now.”

hey, so i have a little request for you guys.

usually, when i’m making these quotes, i check out incorrect quotes blogs from other fandoms to find ones that work with the sides. but i also add in some quotes of my own, from things i’m interested in (hence why you’ve been seeing quite a few danganronpa-sourced posts lately). but i don’t want to just rely on my own interests, here. i wanna know what you guys think.

so reply to this post with any movie/tv show/video game/book/etc. you’d like to see some incorrectsanderssides quotes from!

Dear Reader,

Summer is upon us, with its overcrowded beaches and melting popsicles. But even the overwhelming sunshine cannot protect you from the American president’s chilling tweets. As I’m sure you’ve noticed, dear reader, I have been otherwise occupied with very full days as of late and as a result I have been remiss in my duty to narrate the tweets of Donald Trump. I do hope, for your sake, that you have taken my silence as indication to stop reading the unhappy tweets of this president, as they can only bring you sorrow. I will return to my solemn and sacred occupation to narrate them here, but you may prefer to do some other solemn and sacred thing, such as sharing delightful corgi videos.

With all due respect,

Lemony Snicket

anonymous asked:

which historical couples do you think have the best love stories?

Oooh that’s a good one !!!!! but I guess it depends what your standards are ;) Well in the category “our love contributed to the start of civil war” you’ve got Charles I & Marie Henrietta (here are some cute facts) & Nicholas II & Alexandra Feodorovna (relationshipgoalstbh).

Then I would say Friedrich III & Princess Victoria how they stick together for so many years, through thick and thin. Years of turmoil, it was more or less them against the majority of the Prussian court. Here is a quote from Fritz (bless him) : “she has been the guardian angel of my existence, and she has helped me to hear all its sorrows and dark hours. She is perfection itself as a woman.” Ooh and when he became emperor he was already dying from the cancer of the larynx, but one of the first thing he did was to give Victoria the Order of the Black Eagle, the highest honor in the country AND he gave this message to his doctor : “I thank you for having made me live long enough to recompense the valiant courage of my wife.”  

Tbh I could go on and on with Princess Astrid & Leopold III or Prince Bertil & Lilian, Nicholas I & Alexandra Feodorovna, Queen Victoria & Prince Albert…