i just really like her goofy smile so

ultravanityglamme  asked:

Fanfic prompt: (post 4x08) everyone is staying at Eva, because they are quite wasted. The balloon boys went home to have iftar (when they break their fast) sana asks if yousef could walk her home. They talk about what they know. Then they confess to each other. AHHH IDK HOW,but I'm sure you come up with a great end to this! Xxx


Thanks for the prompt!

I don’t know if this is what you had in mind but I hope you like it

I’m sorry it’s short!


“Hey Sana, me and the boys are leaving, are you coming with us or are you staying?” Elias asked her sister as the night was almost there.

Uh…I’m going but…” she looked at the group of boys.

Mikael, Adam, Mutta and Yousef were talking about something while waiting for Elias and Sana.

“Can you maybe get going with Mikael, Adam and Mutta?” she asked biting her lip

“What about…” he started confused by Sana forgetting about Yousef, but then he realized she wasn’t forgetting at all “Oh…”

“Yeah…” she said looking at the floor

“I thought you were over him” Elias said raising his eyebrow at her

She just smiled and shrugged

“But you know that he and…”

“They’re not” she confirmed “I talked to her, it was all a misunderstanding”

“Cool” Elias said nodding

He turned around to look at the boys.

“Yo, Yousef, can you come?” Elias yelled

“Elias what are you doing?” Sana hissed

“Don’t worry sis”

Yousef frowned at them but approached them.

“What?” he asked as he reached them

“Well, see you” Elias said smiling as he left them there

“Elias? What…?” Yousef said frowning but his friend had already left “What is that about?”

“Would you like to walk me home?” Sana asked biting her lip

“But I thought we all were…” he turned around and saw the boys leaving the house “Oh…”

“Would you like to walk me home?” she asked once again

“Yes, of course” he nodded

She smiled at him shyly and led the way.

They had been walking for awhile now and still hadn’t said a word. She tried to look for the right words in her head to break the ice.

“I saw you kissing Noora at SYNG” she almost whispered.

Maybe those weren’t the right words but at least she had caught his attention because he looked at as fast as it was humanly possible

“That’s why I was so cold towards you” she added

“Sana…I…it wasn’t…it didn’t mean anything” he tried to explain

“I know…I know that now”


“I don’t hate you Yousef” she interrupted him “I could never hate you. I wanted you to know that”

“Oh, that’s…good” he stuttered

“And yes, you acted like a 12 years old the other day but you made me smile, it was the first time I smiled in weeks” she said biting her lip

“Wait…how do you…” he frowned but then it hit him “Noora…she told you”

“Not exactly…she showed me the texts”

“All of them?” Yousef asked blushing

“Yes, all of them”

“Fy faen” he whispered scratching the back of his neck nervously “You must think I’m an idiot”

“No…I think the word dork suits you better” she smiled

“Oh, great, great, the girl I have a crush on just found out I like her and the first thing she says is that I’m a dork, cool”

He shook his head in embarrassment and covered his face with his hands.

“Hey” Sana said removing his hands from his face so he would look at her “Hey, I really liked those texts”


“Yes because…” she took a deep breath before continuing “Well because I like you too”


“Are you going to ask me that with everything I say?” she asked rolling her eyes

“I just want to make sure this is real”

“It is” she grinned.

“So you like me?” he asked

“Yes, Yousef, I like you” she rolled her eyes once again

“And I like you…cool” he said with his goofy smile

“It is cool indeed” she nodded

They continued their way in silence, but this time it was a comfortable one. As they almost reached her house she smiled to herself remembering something she had read on the texts.

“I didn’t know you believed in soulmates”

“Of course you had to remember that…” Yousef muttered to himself more than for her to hear

“It was really cute” Sana laughed

He just shook his head and rolled his eyes

“Seriously, it was my favorite text” she said “I don’t want her to hate me, I swear she and I are soulmates” she quoted him

“You memorized them?” Yousef asked raising an eyebrow at her

They had reached Sana’s house by now and were standing outside the front door.

“No.” Sana lied

“Now who’s the dork, huh?” he teased her

“Goodnight Yousef” she said turning around

“Goodnight soulmate” she heard him saying behind her making her smile once again.


This is it!

Hope you’ve liked it

Thank you so much for reading!♥


BTS Date Types

Seokjin - Picnic
Jin likes the girl that’s feminine, a girl who is sweet and caring, who can cook and clean, a girl who would make a good wife and mother. He also can cook. I think ideal date types for Jin would be something sweet and romantic, like a picnic date. You both could bring your home cooked food and also  would talk, get to know each other better, and soon realize just how much you liked one another.

Yoongi - Sleepover
He would like girls who were similar to him. He would want a super hardworking, but still lazy, passionate girls who were artistic and independent. I think Suga’s ideal date types would be simple and casual. He would invite you over to his house to watch a movie, write songs, listen musics, and also a lots of cuddles.

Hoseok - Night Club
J-Hope would want a fun, optimistic girlfriend with an amazing sense of humor, intelligence, bright, kind-hearted girl, always be smiling and cheerful, and one who shared his interests. I think because he is rapper and dancer, his girl would enjoy the music and dance like him. So, it’s ideal to have date in the night club.

Namjoon - Cinema
Rap Monster would like confident and intelligence girls, a girl who was super dedicated to her hobbies, and had a wide variety of interests, someone he can have an intellectual discussion with, someone he could cuddle with in bed as you debated philosophy, and would listen to him whenever he needed someone to talk to. A simple trip to the movies where he could finally talk some, get to know each other with popcorn and coffee would be perfect for his ideal date types.

Jimin - Dinner
Jimin would want to be with a girl who was very open and warm, very friendly and charismatic, a girl with a cuter personality, who despite all of her charisma would still be slightly awkward and clumsy. He often on diet, so a girl who could cook healthy food for him would be perfect. He spent so much time at practice room and would come home tired. I think Jimin would like date types that included candle light dinner, you would realize just how sweet Jimin really was.

Taehyung - Amusement Park
He would want to be able to see his partner as a best friend before a girlfriend, a girl he had fun with, someone who could make him smile no matter what, a dorky, awkward girlfriend who was goofy and charming, a super laid back girl, who can take care of him, someone who could get him to smarten up and act mature when he needed to be. An ideal date types with V would be a trip to something casual and fun, like Amusement Park.

Jungkook - Park
He would prefer more shy girls, someone who like music, art, and reading, a girl who liked staying at home and rainstorms and cuddles with tea as you both talked, a smart girl, someone who would care about him, that would always be there for him, and someone with common sense with him. He likes games, dance, skateboard, and do anything adventurous. An ideal date types with Kookie would be a trip to the park. This way, he could talk to you, get to know you.

You’re something special ♡ Grayson

Request: ‘‘Heeyy your ims are so deep🌊 I don’t even know how to call em in other interpretation. BTW can I have a G im where he watches her every action imagining how badly he want her to be his girl, and in one day he just tell her all the things he want (And pls don’t forget about kisses u describes em soo f👑 amazing)‘‘

Response: Thank u lovely! That’s so sweet ^.^ Okay guys, so this imagine is honestly one of my favorites I’ve written, I think, (hope that doesn’t sound cocky lol) but yeah, I think this one turned out pretty okay :) so let me know what you think xx

Warning: English is not my native language, so if there are any vocabulary/grammar mistakes, please ignore them. I try my best :)

Graysons POV

My eyes almost hurt when I look at her. She is so beautiful. She looks like an angel, and she doesn’t even have to try. It may sound cliché, but I admire everything about her. Since I saw her I can’t stop thinking about her. She is so gentle, the way she talks and the way she treats people… I wish I could tell her all these things, but I don’t want to her to think that I’m a desperate stalker, trying to get attention from girls.

It’s a normal day of school and I’m sitting in class. When the bell finally rings, I look at my phone and see that it’s almost three o’clock. Normally around this time on Friday Y/N is in the library, looking for books she can read in the weekend. Or just books to help her studying. Don’t even ask me how I know this, because it’s actually embarrassing. I grab by bag, leave the classroom and rush into the library.

I silently open the door of the library. It’s almost empty. Of course, it was Friday. Not many people went to the library at school when it was almost weekend. I walk through the library that is stuffed with bookcases, peeking my head around every corner to see if she’s here.

And when I see her my heart skips a beat. She’s sitting at a table with a few books around her, reading one of them with the tip of her pen in her mouth and her hair up in a bun. I quickly grab a random book and walk to the table where she’s sitting. I sit down and open the book, glancing down at her. She looks up and her beautiful red lips curl into a sweet smile. It only last like two seconds, but it felt like an eternity. I smile back, probably looking really goofy.

When she starts reading her book again I try to look as if I’m reading mine too, but my eyes keep flickering back to her. She looked incredibly pretty today and smelled so nice. Even from where I was sitting I could smell her perfume; vanilla with a touch of something sweet, maybe flowers. She didn’t wear a lot of make up; just a bit of mascara and something on her lips.

Her eyebrows were full and her cheeks were a bit chubby, but I actually thought that that was really cute. And even if she did wore a lot of makeup I’d still adore her. She could even throw on a garbage bag and still look gorgeous.

I look at her rosy cheeks and the freckles on her nose and wonder how her skin would feel like. Probably very soft. And her eyes… they were so friendly and had the most beautiful colour. I could stare into them forever. I wanted to touch her and wrap my arms around her with her head resting on my chest. I wanted to make her feel safe and loved.

I lick my lips at the thought of how her naked body would feel pressed to mine. But not even in a sexual way; we could just lay together, feeling calm and at peace. I would love hearing her heartbeat and her warm breath against my neck. I casually stroke a hand through my hair when I feel my cheeks burning. If she could only read my mind… I just couldn’t stop thinking about her, I wanted her to be mine so bad.

Your POV

You couldn’t believe that Grayson Dolan, your crush since freshman year, was sitting in front of you. You always thought he had been a cute guy, but you knew he didn’t read and you found it odd that he was in the library. Sitting in front of you. On a Friday afternoon. With his book upside down. God, he was so adorable. The book he was holding looked so small compared to his large hands. He had such beautiful hands. You wondered how they’d feel holding yours.

‘Enjoying your book?’ you ask with a little smile, while you catch him looking at you. He blinks and immediately looks back into his book. ‘Me? Eh yeah, it’s pretty good,’ he chuckles nervously. ‘It’s upside down, you know?’ you giggle and turn a page in the book you had been reading. His cheeks turn even more red than they already were and he turns the book around, so that he could actually read the thing. A few minutes pass and you feel him looking at you. Whenever you look back at him, he quickly looks away.

After about half an hour you’re done with your studying and as bad as you wanted to stay in the library with this beautiful human being, you really had to go home. You grab your stuff and stand up from your chair. Hesitantly you put your bag around your shoulder, not knowing if you should say goodbye or not. Why not? you thought. ‘Bye, Grayson,’ you say and walk towards the exit of the library. Grayson quickly stands up too.

‘Wait,’ he says and before you know it he grabs your hand and stops you from walking. You look at your hand holding his. It looked so tiny compared to his hand. He lets go of you, looking a little embarrassed. ‘Yeah?’ you encourage him, looking up. ‘I know that we don’t talk that much, which is why I completely understand if you say no, but I think you’re a really nice girl and I was wondering if… if you would maybe want to go on a date sometime? Are you free tonight?’ he asks with a sweet voice.

You inner self starts screaming, but you remain to stay calm. Was this a dream?! ‘Yes… Of course,’ you answer, shrugging your shoulders. You never really had plans for the weekend, except if you counted watching Netflix with a bag of Doritos. He looks relieved and smirks. ‘Nice! Should I pick you up tonight? At seven?’ ‘Sounds great,’ you say happily.               


The date had been perfect so far. He had picked you up at your house and brought you to a chic – but not too chic – restaurant. The food tasted amazing and the whole atmosphere was just so lovely. There were candles burning on the table and the interior was very cute. There was even a live band playing in the background.

You guys got to know each other better and just talked about everything and anything that crossed your minds. It actually felt like you had known each other your whole life, which was a very nice feeling. After dinner you went to go to the cinema. With his hand on your thigh he looked at you during the entire movie. And when you looked back at him you expected him to kiss you, but he didn’t.


He stops the car in front of your house, steps out and walks to the other side of the car to open the door for you. He sure was a true gentleman. You take his outstretched hand and together you walk to the door of your house. You turn around so you faced him, and realise you were actually standing really close.

‘Thank you for tonight,’ you whisper. He smiles and strokes a hair out of your face. ‘Thank you. I had a very nice evening. Maybe we could do it again some time?’ ‘I would love that,’ you say, almost drowning in his brown, husky eyes. ‘I should probably go… Thank you, again. Have a nice weekend, Y/N,’ Grayson says. But you don’t let go of his hand.

‘You could come in for a minute, if you want. My parents aren’t home, so…’ you say, trying to look innocent. ‘Yeah, sure,’ Grayson says, his eyes growing a little wider. You open the door and walk to the living room, with Graysons hand still holding yours.

You sit down on the couch, with Grayson next to you. Again, his face was just a few inches away from yours. You could see his little moustache hairs and smell his minty breath and cologne. It sent shivers down your spine. Slowly he leans closer to you, until his nose is touching yours. And when you think he’s about to kiss you, he pulls back. You stare at him, a little confused. Did you do something wrong?

‘Y/N, I want to say something to you…’ he says, looking down at his shoes. ‘Yeah?’ you say, placing a hand on his thigh. He looks back at you, with the cutest smile on his face. ‘It will probably sound very cheesy, but… I am so happy that I met you, honestly. This evening was just perfect. At least for me it was perfect. I like everything about you, every little thing, and I think you were meant for me,’ Grayson says. Your heart flutters at his words and a big smile appears on your face. ‘Grayson…’ you start, but he stops you. ‘Wait, let me finish this, before I forget what I want to say,’ he chuckles.

‘All I can think about lately is how much I want to kiss you. You’re the only one I want. I love your laugh and I love the way you make me laugh. I want to be the constant in your life, if you let me… you’re something special,’ he says while he cups your face with his large hands. ‘Oh Grayson,’ you whisper while your smile grows bigger. ‘That’s so sweet. I – I’ but he interrupts your stutters by gently pressing his warms lips against yours.

He opens your mouth and slides his tongue between your lips. You let him dominate you however he wants. You gasp for air as his hands slowly trail down your body, from your back to your waist and then to your thighs. You close your eyes while his kisses are getting deeper and rougher and he starts kissing your jawline and neck.

You dig your nails into his scalp, trying to contain the pleasure. His fluffy hair strokes against your cheek while he pleases you. He tenderly starts sucking your neck and you feel him smirking while he listens to your soft moans. After a minute or so you slowly start pushing him away, before it got too intense.

You wanted to take things slowly, since this was your first date with Grayson. You never even kissed on a first date, but oh well, Grayson Dolan was an exception. He pulls back and looks with loving eyes down at you. ‘I can’t wait for the days when I get to kiss you every morning and every night,’ he whispers while he entwines his fingers with yours. You giggle and you couldn’t even describe how perfect this moment was.

drape me in your warmth

a/n: au after 4x02/ or Hope is having trouble adjusting to her new family members (just a lot of fluff because honestly this season of TO is so lit and I can’t wait for more klope so i wrote some).

It’s not enough that Uncle Kol steals her cereal in the morning, or that Auntie Rebekah braids her hair and dresses her in the most ridiculous outfits everyday. But now, Hope Mikaelson can’t even sleep in her own bed.

She finds her father rolled up in a ball, passed out under her pink unicorn sheets and snoring. 

“Mommy,” she squeaks, as Hayley notices the drama and smiles in the process. “Why is he here? He has his own bed!” Hope goes on to complain.

“He just missed you,” Hayley says, with this big goofy smile plastered on her face. “I’m sure he’ll start sleeping in his own bed soon enough,” she reassures her daughter.

Hope looks annoyed. She watches the strange man in her bed who she’s supposed to call ‘father’. And she finds herself scowling as she hears bickering in the next room, the hair dryer going off in the bathroom, and the stereo blasting loud music in another.

“I don’t really like having all these people here,” Hope mumbles. “It’s so…different,” she tells her mom.

Hayley sighs at her little girl’s fussiness. “I told you honey,” she exhales, placing a hand on her shoulder. “It wasn’t going to be just the two of us forever,” she reminds her.

“You didn’t mention that everyone was an even bigger kid than me,” Hope exclaims. “You know Auntie Freya ate all the chocolate? Again!” her voice squeaks higher as she gets more and more emotional. No one messes with Hope and her chocolate.

“Yes, and your Uncle Elijah went out to get more of it,” her mother attempts to calm her down with that. “Don’t worry so much, they’re our family, they love us,” she says.

Hope looks confused for a moment. It’s not that she’s a fussy child per say, she’s always been nothing but manageable. But so much change all at once would disrupt anyone’s well-being. And all her life, it’s just been her and her mom, on the run. So settling down, with a real family, so full of life and laughter…was strange.

“They don’t even know me yet,” Hope sighs. “And I want my bed back,” she demands.

Hayley laughs at the silliness of it all.

“Well,” she whispers, “Why don’t you go wake him up?” she smirks, pointing to Klaus.

“Fine,” Hope huffs.

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Sight beyond Sight: Chapter 2

Summary: When Kimberly lost her eye sight, she gained something back in return and entered a world that she never thought existed.

AN: So this one has a bit more violence in this one. It has a scene where there is some blood, (not a lot) but I wanted to add a warning here as well just to be on the safe side. Also I did a little research when it came to Kimberly’s new adjustment but if i missed something, please let me know. Also if you want to give advice concerning the topic at hand it would be much appreciated. 

Also another warning, there are some derogatory terms in this chapter as well. 

Chapter 2: A cacophony of endless sound.

“Love is blind, and therefore not responsible for whoever she bumps into.”
Matshona Dhliwayo

Kim took about three weeks off from school after her accident.

At least that’s what Principal Caplan ruled it after “investigating” the situation concerning Kim’s injuries on school ground. Naturally it was Amanda’s father who had tight connections with the schools board of education that convinced them not to make his daughter a person of interest. Even though Trini knew that it was Amanda and Harper that shoved Kim face first into those acidic chemicals, there was no proof to officially punish those two girls.

But Trini knew. Their smug faces, the fact that they would giggle each time they cast glances at Trini, it was all saying the same thing “We’re untouchable and there’s nothing you can do about it.” The fact that they would get away with such a horrible action infuriated the yellow ranger to know end.

She didn’t care about their history. She didn’t care about some leaked picture drama in the past. There was no excuse for blinding her best friend.

She wanted to hurt them, to tear them apart, she wanted to cause the same pain and suffering that Kimberly was going through right now. But if she did that, then she’d be lowering herself to their level.

“Kim wouldn’t want that Trini.” Jason told her one day. Right before she was about to jump them from behind. “Especially after she’s changed so much for the better. This would be letting her down”

And Trini knew Jason was right. Kimberly turned  a complete 360 in her eyes. She was nicer, more open and most importantly she treated people the way that the deserve to be treated. Without judgment. She wasn’t the vein self centered mean girl that she was in the beginning. She wasn’t the bully that would send nude pictures of her friends to her boyfriend anymore.

She wasn’t that person and to do something like that would go against everything that Kim stood for. But that didn’t make Trini’s anguish or guilt go away. It just made it worse.

All she  could do was sob into Jason’s broad chest as he held her trying his best to dissipate Trini’s every growing guilt. If only she never told Kim about what Amanda said and told her that she was still in the science building. Kim might still have her vision today.


Kimberly liked to watch a lot of movies. And she’d like to think that she’s watched quite a few movies when dealing with vision loss. The movies make like to romantacize things when it came to being blind. There would be a montage of someone learning to read braille, they would fly by and pick it up in a heart beat and at the end of the film the blind character would end up becoming a public figure of sorts and end up making a world changing discovery all while saving the planet and getting the guy or girl in the end and living happily ever after.

But what they don’t show is how is the struggle that a blind teenager goes through. The complete overhaul of your school schedule to fit in those important introduction to braille learning, learning how to use a cane (which kimberly hated. It just reminded her of what she lost), learning to use audio books, having an aide following you around, it infuriated her to no end.

Kimberly absolutely despised having an aide with her. She prided herself of her independence and self reliance. Having someone around assisting her felt like having a baby sitter at her age. And apparently these aides weren’t to keen in being around her. She must have scared of four different aides. The last one reduced to tears as she ran off swearing never to work with another blind kid again.

On her first day back, her friends welcomed her with open arms. Naturally everyone in her group asked how was doing. Billy was the most excited as he literally jumped into the pink rangers arms asking how she was holding up and if she’s feeling better. He was always a sweet kid.

Zack was his usually sarcastic and dark humored self. But he meant well, even if he sometimes stuck his foot in his mouth.

“Hello Kimberly! Its good to see you!” he shouted. Which earned him a grimace and laugh from the pink ranger.

“Zack. She’s blind. Not deaf.” Jason reminded the black ranger. All Zack could do was blush at his embarasing mix up and apologize. Trini was uncharacteriscially quiet throughout the greeting. If it wasn’t for Kimberly hearing her familair footsteps and picking up the scent from the lemonade flavored lip gloss she was always wearing she wouldn’t have known that Trini stuck around.

“Hey Kim.” Trini gave her friend a timid response. Still unable to look Kim in her eyes. Not that she could since the pink ranger had on her perscription sun glasses. Her pupils were still sensitive to the lighting.

“Trini…” the former cheerleader placed her hands onto the shorter Latina’s shoulders as she rubbed them gently. She knew that Trini blamed herself. She could sense the girls heartbeat changing ever so slightly whenever she was around them. And it absolutely shattered her.

“You know when I was in the hospital, you guys were the only ones that visited me. That really kept me going you know?” She looked back up to her four team mates. The same team mates that never judged her or turned their backs on her. The same team mates that turned her into a better person.

“We’re just glad you’re back Kim.” She could hear Jason’s comforting and authorative voice. “It wasn’t the same without you.”

“Yo I really dig your shades. You got the whole Agent smith thing going for you.” Zack’s joke managed to get a laugh from everyone in the group. Even the previously wordless Yellow Ranger.

“Actually it’s more like Neo.” Billy began countering Zack’s statement. “ Agent Smith’s glasses aren’t as round as yours, and your rims are thicker so-”

“Oh god…”Kimberly just shook her head and smiled. Sight or no sight they were the same goofy idiots she knew and loved. “I really did miss you guys.”

“We missed you to K.” Their leader would mirror the group’s sentiments as the five of them walked down the halls of Angel Grove High to tackle the rest of their day.


Kimberly prided herself in her ability to do things on her own. She was a quicker learner and very skilled at remembering things after being taught to her only once. Her fellow rangers could attest to that as they’d all agreed she picked up those combat skills a lot quicker than most people. She was by every definition of the term an “independent women.” Yet her first few classes in the morning were those “Special classes” (according to her mom) that would teach her the tools and skills she needed to learn for every day life. And for the first time Kim found herself struggling.

She had to relearn everything from scratch. How to read, how to compose written sentences (she’d have resources available to her for that though) even simple things like math and searching the internet had it’s own system. Something that Kim was oblivious to. It was the first time in her life that she felt alone and frightened.

And it was the first time that she realized how many things in life she took for granted. Going to the movies with her friends, watching Billy’s face light up when talking about whatever sci fi movie that was released this week (It was some kind of new Star Wars film. She wasn’t into that genre), Seeing Zack and Jason’s face light up and laugh at random reasons, and Trini.

God how she’d miss looking into those deep brown eyes of hers. She knew the Latina’s face by heart. She probably studied it so many times that she could remember it even if she was blindfolded. Which ironically isn’t that far off in her current situation. But it was the little things she also missed. Texting with the group, taking photos on her instagram account, using her smart phone, everything that she loved doing she had taken for granted.

The day she was released from the hospital she wanted to use her phone to post an update on her facebook telling everyone that shes happy to be back home only to be met with the realization that she wouldn’t be able to see the keys in order to type out the message. Hell she couldn’t even see the apps that were on her smart phone. She actually broke down in tears at that very moment knowing that her life would change forever. Her own mother could only console her distraught teenager daughter the only way she knew how. Holding her and rocking her back and worth while rubbing her back as Kim clung to her mother’s waist like she used to when she was a little girl. “You’re a Hart. Kimberly. And Hart’s always find a way to keep beating. Even if the rest of the body shuts down.” her mother would say to her whenever she doubted herself. Kimberly would take whatever comforting and encouraging words she could get.

At Lunch though most things remained the same for the most part. Billy would go on about whatever science project he was working on while Jason would warn him not to blow up anything or cause anymore fires, the young science and tech entheusiast would keep saying “it was only that one time!.” Which wasn’t true. It was multiple times. But she was happy for that small twenty minute break of normalcy in her new routine. And like always Trini would be sitting next to Kimberly.

That’s something she’ll never take advantage of again. She was so grateful that the short Latina was there by her side. What was different was that Kimberly was not only able to hear the conversations going on in her table, but she was able to hear other people’s conversations around her. The jock’s at the table laughing at a video where one of them was beating up a smaller student, the cheerleaders at their usual tables making nasty comments and slut shaming comments about other students on facebook, she was able to pick up Amanda’s hateful words about her. About how “kimberly got what was coming to her. That bitch deserved it.” and Kimberly was outside of the lunch room of all places when she heard it!

Was she going crazy or was everything just…louder? The constant noise in her head and the overwhelming of her senses was giving her a headache. She felt Trini’s hand touching her shoulder in concern. The yellow ranger must have seen Kim’s face of discomfort.

“Kim? You ok?” Trini asked. Her voice laced with worry. “Do you need to go to the nurse or something?”

“No, I’m fine.” Kim waved off the other girl’s concern rubbing her own temples. “It’s just a small headache. Really I’m ok”

“You sure kim? You don’t look so good.” It was Jason’s turn to voice his concern for his fellow ranger. “Maybe Trini is right. A trip to the nurses office might be a good thing.”

The pink ranger was about to protest until she lifted her nose towards Jason’s direction. Her sense of smell being attacked overwhelmed by whatever meat or meat like substance Jason was eating for his lunch.

“Jace what the hell are you eating?” Kim asked in disgust. Jason just looked at her in confusion as he took another bite of his lunch.

“Uh…meat loaf?”

“Is that what it smells like?” The pink ranger would inquire, again scrunching up her nose in disgust. “It smells more like spam and greasy bread ugh.” She placed her hands over her own stomach as her sense of smell was attacked with the strong odor from Jason’s lunch. For kim, she never really paid attention to what her friends ate. Before her accident she never even noticed the quality of the food in the school.

But now the blind ranger’s sense of smell was not only bombarded the scent from the cafeteria but all around her. The fresh cut grass they were all sitting on, the salad dressing on Trini’s lunch, the smoke coming from the teacher’s lounge, it was pulling her sense of smell in multiple directions at once.

She never ate the school lunch before, she always brought her own organic and preprepared lunch with her to school. She never trusted the food before but after taking in a whiff of what Jason was eating she sure as hell wasn’t going to be dining down on whatever Angel Grove high was feeding their students.

“That’s because you never ate the school lunch before princess.” Zack smirked taking in a forkful of the mashed…whatever that they were serving today. “Us poor kids? We gotta go with whatever the public schooling system feeds us. Which isn’t so bad. Taco tuesdays are great.”

“I kinda like the deli sandwiches they give us on fridays. The sandwiches are always squared, and it comes with a donut from Krispy Kreme.” Billy chimed in as he took a bite from his peanut butter and jelly sandwich. It was the least offensive food item on the table. Kim however barely touched her own food. She didn’t have much of an apatite these days.

“Sorry guys. It’s just that everything smells so…strong.” The brunette just squinted her eyes trying her best to block out this new sensation she was feeling. It didn’t help knowing that the sun was shining down on her still sensitive and raw pupils. The sunglasses only could do so much.

“Hey Kim. I was thinking. Maybe we could talk to Zordon about your accident. He might be able to do fix this.” Jason suggested. His tone changing in the slightest.

Kimberly’s head snapped up at her friend’s suggestion. She never thought about it before. Zordon did come from a planet where his technology was more advanced than theirs in terms of discovery and progress.

“Yeah. I mean he’s gone some serious star trek technology going on. It’s worth a shot right?” The other rangers nodded in agreement. For the first time since her accident, Kimberly started to feel some hope. As their lunch period was coming to a close and the group got up from their seated position they were greeted uncerimoniously by a very nasally and annoying laughter. Kimberly knew who that laugh belonged to. She cringed enough times at it’s droll sound from behind her back.

“Well if it isn’t the charity case and it’s group of school Rejects.”

Kimberly flinched at the sound of Amanda’s familiar demeaning voice. The other four people in the group just glared at the resident queen bee and her entourage just surrounding them. Kim could hear Ty and Harper’s malicious laughter in the background as a crowd started to form around them.

“Hey Kim. Welcome back. I see that it’s be kind to the handicap day. And look! You got yourself a seeing eye dog! How sweet.” Amanda cooed as she batted her eyelash towards Trini. The Yellow ranger only narrowed her eyes towards her in anger in response. A mixture of giggles and murmmers surrounded the large forming group as the rest of Kim’s friends stood in defense. Jason was the first to speak out.

“Amanda why don’t you do us all a favor a leave? We’re not looking for trouble.”

“Yeah don’t you have a sugar daddy to annoy and bum pocket change off of or something?” Zack would retort. He was never as nice as their fearless leader of the group. That seem to have riled Amanda’s feathers.

“Hey Chink, why don’t you make yourself useful and take your mommy to her chemotherapy session. I hear she’s coming up towards her expiration date.”

That seemed to have worked on Zack as he looked as if he was about to Lunge towards Amanda. Girl or not nobody was about to make light of his mother’s situation. If it wasn’t for Billy and Jason holding the black ranger back and convincing him not to engage he probably would’ve lost it by now.

“Are you serious Amanda? What the hell is your problem?” Trini was starting to lose her own patience as Ty and Amanda stood directly in front of her. Blocking her path. She just glared up at the two taller bullies leaving Amanda standing face to face with Kim.

“Relax. I just wanted to welcome Kim back. So she can SEE. The warm welcome that she’s getting ” Amanda added a petty jab as she blinked her working eyes in front of the now quivering blind girl. She leaned into Kim’s ears and sneered quietly. “ After all, you know all about sending people visual aid right?”

Kim could only bite her lip at Amanda’s reminder of what she did. It wasn’t one of Kimberly’s proudest moments. And there wasn’t a day that didn’t go back that she wished she could take back what she did. A part of her even wondered if she was a nice person to Amanda, maybe the girl wouldn’t have turned out to be such a callous bitch to everyone.

“By the way. Nice shades Kim! Still managing to stay fashionable even after your blunder I see. What are these Prada?” Amanda snatched the glasses off of Kim’s face. For any normal person they would barely feel anything other than some embarassment, but with kim’s accident being recent it felt like someone was pouring scalding hot water into her eye sockets. Kimberly screamed in pain as the harsh sunlight came in contact with her still weakened pupils.

She clenched her eyes shut covering her scared frontal face with her own hands. The endless noise of disgusted yelps and laughter filling her ears pumling her ear drums mercisly. “amanda did you see her eyes? They’re white as hell! God her scars are so gross” She could hear harper and Ty’s laughing as Trini and the rest of the group was trying to break free.

“That’s enough Amanda!” Jason yelled as he and Zack tried to advanced towards her only to be blocked by a group of his own former peers from the football team. Trini tried to break free of Ty and Amanda’s grasp. Even Billy who was usually the calmest of the group had to be held back by Amanda’s entouage. Amanda just walked up to Kimberly who still had her eyes shut. Tears were already starting to leak from the pink ranger’s defective eyes.

“Don’t think I’m gonna take it easy on you just because you’re handicap Hart.” Amanda sneered one last time before violently shoving Kimberly to the ground. “You gotta watch where your going Kim. You really should try to see what’s in front of you.”

Amanda gave one last spiteful laugh before throwing the ranger’s sunglasses down onto the ground. As Kim fell to the dirt her head came in contact, even in her muddled state of mind, her senses were still in overdrive, Trini yelling Kim’s name as she rushed towards her along with her other friends, the sounds of footsteps rushing towards her, the heat coming from the mass of bodies surrounding her, as she drifted off into the darkness, the blood from the cut on her head spilling out of her wound the only thing running through her mind was the endless echos and vibrating sound that would never cease.

AN: I know I ended this chapter in a bit of a downer. But I wanted to set this up for something much more extraordinary in the upcoming chapters! It’s definitely gonna take a much more intense spin. At least I hope it comes across that way. lol

A/N: I ate a custard-filled doughnut hole yesterday and it was lovely. Remember to treat yo’self to something sweet every once in a while. Like this fic. Ayyyy. 

Prompt: Sweet

Word Count: 2,339

She hates being here but it’s not all that bad. At least that’s what she’s thinking as she bites into her delicate pastry. The crispy outer shell crunches between her teeth and she licks her lips, making sure not to waste any bit of sugar from her doughnut. A moan of absolute pleasure escapes from her lips before she can help it. It’s been a while since she was able to indulge herself in her favorite dessert – they never had any in her hometown and the trainees visits to the civilian districts only came twice a month – but it always tastes as delicious as she remembers it. When she opens her eyes, she’s surprised – and embarrassed as hell – when she sees Eren and his friends standing in front of her.

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Hi, Nance.

requested by anon: Nany drops Mike at the Byer’s…

“Mike get your head back inside the window you’ll knock your head off!” Nancy yelled over the wind rushing through the car window and the music blasting over the radio.

Mike reluctantly pulled his head back into the car and rolled the window up with a pout, “Oh come on, Nancy. I was just having fun, mom lets me do it”.

“Well I’m not mom.” Nancy reached over and turned down the music playing. She was really starting to like The Smiths. Jonathan’s mixtapes had expanded her music taste exponentially. The thought made her smile a little as she tapped her finger along with the beat.

Mike eyed her smile with a devious smirk. “What’s that goofy smile for, Nance? Nervous to see Jonathan? Is that why you’re being so snappy?”

Nancy choked on the coffee she had just taken a sip of, then coughed to cover the unfortunate reflex. Mike had recently started asking far too many questions.

“Or maybe I just don’t want to have to explain to mom why I brought her son home without a head”. Mike laughed and sat back on his seat.

“Oh yeah I’m sure, Nancy”.

She rolled her eyes, but there was so hiding the way her stomach seemed to crawl up into her throat when she turned the car into the Byer’s long driveway.

When they came to a stop in front of the house, Mike grabbed the duffle bag and board game box from the back seat, running out of the car door and jumping over the two other bikes already thrown haphazardly onto the lawn. Nancy turned the car off and followed after her brother to the front door step.

He heard her behind him just as he was about to ring the bell. He looked at her questioningly.

“I want to make sure Mrs. Byer’s is home,” she said quickly, trying to supply her brother with the most believable answer as to why she had followed him to the door.

Mike just shrugged and rang the bell. Nancy resisted the urge to laugh at herself. Mrs. Byer’s…yeah…that was the reason she was here.

To her dismay, Joyce was the one who answered the door. She was smiling and had what looked to be flour smudged on her dress. The smell of something baking wafted out the door.

“Oh hi, Mike. They’re l in Will’s room”.

Mike was past Joyce and into the hallway before she could even fully get the sentence out of her mouth. Nancy sighed and looked at the woman apologetically.

“I’m so sorry he’s just”

Joyce laughed and shook her head, “Oh no it’s alright. I understand the importance of a mythical board game to 12 year old boys”.

Nancy laughed “If I had a dollar for every time Mike made a reference to that game I don’t understand I’d-”

Suddenly, from inside the house a sound like a door being thrown open was heard along with a voice. “Mom? Mom, who is that”?

Joyce smiled a little smugly and without taking her eyes off Nancy called back, “It’s Nancy Byer’s, Jonathan”. Nancy’s heart skipped into her throat at the same pace shoes could be heard running down the hallway.

“I’ll go check on the brownies,” said Joyce, disappearing back into the kitchen. Moments later, the face of Jonathan Byers appeared in the doorway.

“Hi, Nance”.

“Hi, Jonathan”.

Breathe Nancy breathe you’re cheeks are getting hot…

A brief, charged moment settled over the two of them as they stood there in the door way, doing what they had not stopped doing for months, since the night with the monster: trying to put words to what the hell was going on in the other mind. Before the silence could get particularly comfortable, Jonathan looked off into the kitchen behind him then back at Nancy. He thought for a moment.

Nancy loved when Jonathan thought. It was like watching a machine turn. It was methodical but impossible to follow. Interesting yet beautifully difficult to understand. 

“Would you like a brownie? My mom just made a fresh batch”.

Nancy smiled. “I would love to, Jonathan”.

anonymous asked:

Can you do a highschool AU where pietro makes a huge promposal to you with the help of tony, Bruce, Steve, natasha, clint, thor, (maybe convince loki to help as well), and Wanda Please and thank you! :D

Title: I’ve Been Waiting For That

Words: 1,077

Warnings: None (If I’m wrong message me and I’ll fix it)

Notes: I really hope this is okay since it’s the first thing that anyone’s ever requested. Please tell me what you think about it!

Pietro looked around the empty classroom at his friends. His stomach was knotted from anxiety and he was afraid that they’d all shoot down the idea of him asking you to prom. “I know you all have very busy schedules, but this is an emergency and I have no idea wha-“

“You want to ask Y/N to prom, don’t you?” Tony asked nonchalantly, lounging on his chair with his feet propped up on his desk.

“WHAT… I mean…h-how did you know?” Pietro questioned, face growing red when he heard your name.

“It’s obvious,” Tony took his feet off of the desk, stood up, and started to fidget with something in his hands while he spoke. “You’re always running around with your track buddies, you almost never slow down. The other day in the hallway I saw a freshman try to ask you to prom and you just kept walking. Her precious little face was so distraught, it almost brought a tear to my eye. You never seem to slow down for anyone, but whenever you see Y/N, you completely stop. Plus, you do all the lovey dovey stuff like stare at her when she’s not looking and you get this goofy smile. It’s cute, really it is.”

Pietro’s blush grew even more while Tony was talking. “O-okay… but how should I ask her to the Prom?”

“I don’t know how, but it should be something really good because this morning Y/N was talking about how she’s not sure if she even wants to go to prom.” Nat replied, raising an eyebrow and waiting for Pietro’s response.

“I-“ Pietro started but was interrupted.

“It’s probably because the person she wants to ask her to prom hasn’t asked yet.” Bruce started quietly, leaning forward as he became more involved in the discussion.

“This is true.” Wanda confirmed, nodding her head. “Three boys and even one girl has approached Y/N this week. She turned down all of them.”

Pietro’s heart was beating much faster than normal. What if Y/N actually liked him too? What if she was waiting for him to ask her out? “Help me plan the perfect promposal for Y/N.”

Thor stood up and patted Pietro’s shoulder with his large hand. “Of course, brother.” Thor gave him a large smile and Pietro returned a weaker yet very grateful smile.

“All right team,” Steve stood up, put his hands on his hips and looked at everyone. “Let’s start brainstorming!”


You couldn’t help but think about prom. And how the one person who you wanted to ask you hadn’t asked yet. You thought you were making it obvious that you liked him, but maybe not obvious enough. Sighing, you closed your locker and turned to your two friends, Wanda and Nat, who had been waiting for you.

“What are you doing for prom, Nat?” You asked her as you all walked to lunch.

“Fury didn’t let me have the night off, so I’ll just be teaching martial arts down at the rec center.” She sighed, annoyed that her boss was so strict.

“What about you, Wanda?”

“I do not know. No one has asked me.” Her face stayed clear of all emotion, but Nat and I exchanged a worried look since her voice sounded disappointed.  

“Hey, you don’t need anybody to ask you. You can still go and have fun!” You offered, giving her an awkward side hug.

“Maybe…” She looked down sadly.

“I heard Steve doesn’t have a date, he might want to go with you.” Nat was always trying to set Steve up with someone. After a moment of awkward silence Nat nudged you. “Let’s eat lunch in the courtyard today.”

Wanda gave her a confused look before her eyes widened and she nodded her head quickly. “Yes, let’s go.”

“I don’t know guys, the pollen is pretty bad and I don’t want to sneeze on-“You started, not really wanting to go outside.

“Come ooooon, Y/N! Please? Just for today.” Nat pleaded, taking your hand while Wanda took the other and they both started dragging you before you had the chance to respond.

They forced you to sit at a table and sat on your sides. They seemed to have forgotten you were there, since they seemed to be intently searching for something. “You guys looking for something?” As soon as the words left your mouth, your attention was drawn to someone standing on one of the tables across the court yard.  It was Pietro. His usually untidy hair was slicked back and he was wearing a nice button down shirt. What was that loveable idiot up to now?

“Hello, everybody!”  He shouted, making sure to draw everyone’s attention to himself. Some kids threw trash at him, and although his smile faltered, he kept going. You could tell he was nervous since his fingers kept tapping at his sides. “Does anybody know where Y/N is?”

“She’s right here!” Nat and Wanda cheered as they pushed me to stand on the table. You could feel everyone’s eyes on you and you began to second guess your outfit, even though it was fine.

“Ah!” Pietro’s eyes lit up as he saw you and you smiled at his happiness. “Y/N,” As he started to speak, rose petals came from the sky. You looked up to see that Tony, Steve, Clint, Bruce, and Thor were all on the roof, throwing down rose petals. Your heart fluttered at the idea of it all and you wanted to giggle, but you gave your attention back to Pietro. “Y/N, I’m extremely lucky to have a best friend who is beautiful inside and out-“

“He’s talking about me!” Tony yelled from the roof, earning a glare from Pietro.

“Shut up! I’m trying to do something nice for Y/N!” He yelled back before quickly gathering himself and smiling sheepishly at you. “Do you want to go to the prom with me?”

You jumped down from the table you were standing on and ran up to his table, people helping you quickly stand up next to him. You smiled up at him and threw your arms around his neck, trapping him in a tight embrace. He wrapped his arms around your waist and held you just as tight. Some people were clapping and some people were laughing at the two dorks hugging each other on top of the table. “I’ve been waiting for you to ask that, Speedy.” You whispered before planting a kiss on his cheek.

New Year Resolutions

Originally posted by skotya

Request: happy new year! could you do a one shot with Peter (in his pov) & the reader on new year eve or new year’s day and they are talking and cuddling about the celebrations/what the new year has on store. & w/in the new year he is going to propose. Thanks 

Author’s Note: Happy New Year everybody! I thought this was really cute and I wanted to get it done right away while it’s still relevant lol It is really, really short and I apologize for that. so, here ya go! Enjoy c:

Warnings: Maybe some language, idk


Peter’s POV

Y/N let out a small sigh, her lips turned up in a grin. I looked down at her, studying her features even though I had them memorized perfectly. Her beautiful eyes were focused on the television as the parade played. I smiled to myself, thinking how lucky I was to have found her.

“Peter?” she asked softly, rolling to her back so her head was in my lap instead of on my chest. I moved my arm to wrap around her frame, playing with her hair.

“Hm?” I hummed in reply, content to just stay in this moment forever.

“What do you think this year is going to bring? Do you have any resolutions or goals?”

“I think it’ll be a great year,” I told her, totally honest. Y/N smiled up at me, teeth and all, making me chuckle. “I have everything I could ever want. An amazing girl, a great place to live, financial security.”

“So, no resolutions?”

“I think my biggest resolution for this year is just to be a better man, for you. Make you the happiest woman on the planet,” I said, letting the love I felt for her be conveyed in my expression.

“Peter,” she whispered, a goofy, loving smile adorning her face. She sat up, kissing me sweetly. I hummed into the kiss, tangling my fingers in her soft hair. “I love you.”

“I love you, too, Y/N,” I replied, meaning every word. “So, what about you? What’s in store for my sweetheart this year?”

“I don’t know,” she started, sighing a bit. “I’d like to maybe find a house, get out of this apartment. I wanna travel with you a bit. Just spend time with you really, make memories.”

“That sounds wonderful,” I said softly, nuzzling her neck before she giggled and laid down again, watching the rest of the parade.

I smiled to myself, smirking in my mind. Y/N had no idea what I had planned for this year. I had big ideas for us. She wanted memories, she was getting memories. I thought of the ring I had hidden in the closet, the house options I had bookmarked on my laptop, the honeymoon trip I had all thought out. Who knows, maybe we would even start our family this year.

The new year was going to bring all kinds of new things for us, and I couldn’t wait.

Son of Wayne

for the baew ~ ♡


Starfire didn’t wear black often. But he couldn’t help but hope that she wore the color even more. 

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Dance Floor Romance (Mike Fuentes ONESHOT)

Hi everyone. I am so sorry for the lack of updates; I am doing year 12 this year so I am super crammed with homework. Thank you so much for your patience. This is a random Mike oneshot I came up with today, inspired by ‘Die Young’ by Ke$ha. I shall try and get through some requests during my break (which begins tomorrow.) Enjoy xx

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Unexpected Love p.2

Part 1 was super successful so here is part two

(Peter Parker x reader)
Warnings: some swearing here and there other than that pretty fluffy
Summary: What happens when you fall in love with the someone you hate and don’t even know it is them……..
Word Count: 2139
(Y/N) means (your name)
(Y/S/H/N) means (your super hero name)

(gif isn’t mine full credit goes to owner)


Peter’s P.O.V

“Bye Aunt May!”, I yell out to her grabbing my backpack and heading out the door. 

“Have a good day kid!”

I walk out the door and start heading to school. I get to school and check the time. I am really early. I go into the cafeteria to wait till school starts. There isn’t a lot of people here. I look around and see (Y/N) sitting in the corner alone and reading her book. Wow. She really was beautiful. She was always really mysterious to me. All she really ever did was read her book. I walk over and sit down next her. She looks over at me and smiles. I smile back, “Hi.”, I say to her. 

“Hi.”, she says back. I sit down across from her. A small mistake. Neither of us know what to say so we really just sit there in silence. An awkward silence. 

(Y/N)’s P.O.V

Well this is awkward. I wasn’t expecting someone to come sit down with me. I just keep reading my book. “So, what are you reading?”, he asks.

I lift up my book showing him the cover of the book. “The Maze Runner?”, he says, “What is that about?”

“Um there are these people that were put in a maze for some unknown reason and they have to find their way out. The maze was full of all boys but the people that they are assuming made the maze sent a girl days after the last boy, Thomas, was sent. They were told that she was the last one ever. Now that they aren’t being supplied with food and supplies they really need to find a way out.”, I answer.

“Oh, um sounds interesting.”

“It is. This is just the first book in the series so there is a lot more to be read then just getting out of a maze.”

“Oh. You have a favorite character?”, he asks

“Yeah, his name is Newt. I don’t know why I love him so much there is just something about him. Other people that I have talked to love him too. It is almost like he is glue and everyone gets attached to him.”, I say letting out a little giggle. Peter lets out a small laugh. We start to talk and eventually I loose track of time. We were getting into a very heated conversation about algebra when the bell rang. I look down to my clock, “Oh wow, class starts in 5 minutes.”, I say grabbing my backpack to get to class. 

“We should probably get going. I had fun talking to you.”, he says grabbing his backpack.

“I had fun talking to you.” I say walking down the hall “Bye!”

“Bye! See you in physics.” he replies walking down the hall 

I sigh. “Well I’m excited for physics.”

I look over to the clock. Only 3 minutes until this class ends and I get to go to physics. I listen to the teacher blab on and on about some history topic. After what felt like 100 hours the bell finally rang. I grabbed my backpack and started to head to my next class. I make it to my class and walk over to my desk. I wait there for a little bit until I see Peter walk in. I smile at him. He smiles back. He has a really nice smile. “Hey.”, he says.

“Hi.”, I say back. 

“How was your day?”, he asks. 

“It was good. Yours?”

“It was fine.”

The bell rang and class started. About half way through I felt something poking my elbow. I look down. Peter is poking me with a piece of paper. I take the paper and open it. It says:

Okay here is the thing. I really like you. I would love to get to know you better. Since today is Friday would you like to go on a date? Maybe around 7:00? Just say yes or no

________________x write your answer here. 

I look at him and smile. I take my pencil and write down a little three letter word. 

Peter’s P.O.V

I see her writing down something on the note. I hope she says yes. If she doesn’t this would be super awkward. She hands me back the note putting her attention back on the teacher. I take the note and open it. She said yes. Holy shit. I was not expecting to get this far. I look at her and smile. The rest of the class I am way to happy to actually listen

(Y/N)’s P.O.V

The bell rings. I pick up my backpack. “I’ll see you later. Here is my number so you can tell me where to meet.”, I say to him smiling handing him a piece of paper with my number.

“Yeah, thank you.”, he said

“What do you recommend I wear?”, I ask

He thought for a while. “Something casual.”

“Okay.”, I say walking out the room

When I get home I tell my mom that I am going out tonight. I go to my room to decide what i should wear. I look around in my closet. “What does casual even mean? What kind of casual does he mean? Business casual? Just normal casual? Fancy casual? Are any of these even things?” I think to myself “Why am I over reacting it is just a date with a boy that is super cute, smart, funny adorable, awkward……the list goes on.” 

After what felt like 20 hours of looking at my closet. I finally decided on some skinny jeans, my maroon converse, and a maroon and white striped shirt. I go to the bathroom and straighten my hair. I redo my makeup and put on my necklace. I sit down on the couch and check the time. 6:00. What do I do for an hour? I check my phone and see that I have a text from Peter. 

“Hey! I am going to come pick you up. What is your address so I know where to pick you up?”

I send him my address and lay down on my bed. My phone lights up.

“Thank you. I’ll be there in an hour!”

I smile at my phone. I can’t wait. My mom walks into my room. “Hey.”, she says

“Hi mom.”, I say “What do you want?”

“I can’t just come in and say hi to my child?”


“Okay fine. Don’t forget that tomorrow you have to continue the plan.”, she says very seriously

“Mom, I know what I need to do.”, I say rolling my eyes

“Yeah but you are the most powerful of the family lineage so far. You are the one.”, she says. Boy have I heard that so many times. You see my family has a history of powers. Since the beginning of time they have been planning this big thing. It was said that once one born with the power to move without touch and leave with leaving will be the one to commence the plan. Everyone thinks that it is me because my invisibility and telekinesis. I agree with what they say and it might not be what other people think but it truly is the right thing. 

“Mom, calm down. I will continue the plan.”, I say to her calming her down. 

“Okay. Where are you even going?”, she asked

“Um, I am just going out.”, I say. I don’t want to tell my mom that it is a date yet. 

“Okay…..have fun”, she says walking out of the room

I sit in my room reading my book. My phone lights up again. I got a text from Peter.

“I’m here!”

I smile and get up and go get my purse, do a last minute check on my look, and walk down the stairs to get to him. I see him in a car. I knock on the window. He unlocks the door and lets me in. “Hey.”, I say getting in the car and putting on my seat belt. 

“Hey. You look great.”, he says smiling

“You look really good too.”, I said. He was wearing jeans, a button up shirt and his hair is very nicely styled. (Can I just say that at this point I am thinking of Aunt May helping him get ready. Like she would make sure that everything is right and like keep on fixing his hair. Then Peter would be like “Aunt May it is fine. It is all okay can I go now?” Then she would be like “Oh okay. My little baby is growing up”. Then peter would get all blushy and groan. Idk it is just what I thought would happen on Peter’s side. Back to the story)

“Okay we will be there in like 5 minutes so I want you to close your eyes.”, he says.

“Okay….. You aren’t kidnapping me right?”, I say covering my eyes

He lets out a laugh “Of course not!”

I let out a laugh and sit there with my eyes closed. Five minutes later I feel the car park. “Okay open your eyes.”

I slowly take my hands off my eyes and look at the building ahead. It is the laser tag place. I look at Peter. I let out a laugh “YOU ARE GOING DOWN!”

“We’ll see about that.”

I walk around the corner. I look around for Peter. I see him in the distance around a corner. I start to walk behind a pillar and aim at him. I pull the trigger and hit him. He turns around and I wave at him. He starts to run after me and I run away. “Get back here!”, he says running towards me. 

“Never!”, I say running. Then suddenly i am in a pickle. I hit a dead end. I look for a way out

“I got you now.”, he says getting closer

“Fine I surrender.”, I say putting my hands up. I expect him to shoot but he doesn’t. “Why didn’t you shoot?”

“Because that wouldn’t be fair.”, he says with a little smirk. The bell suddenly rings showing that our 30 minute game is over. We go out to put our stuff away. 

“You wanna go get some ice cream?”, he says as we walk out of the building. 

“That sounds nice.” I say getting into the car. 

When we get to the ice cream place I order my favorite ice cream flavor. I go to pay then Peter comes and says “Nope I got it.”

“No, you payed for the laser tag the least I could do is pay for the ice cream.”, I say

“There is nothing you can say that will make me not pay for this.”

I sigh, “Please just let me pay! My treat.”

“Nope.”, he says popping the p.

“Fine.”, I say putting away my wallet. He gives a goofy smile that I just can’t help but smile at.

I go sit down outside and start to eat my ice cream. “So tell me more about yourself.”, he says taking a lick of his ice cream. 

“What do you want to know?”, I ask

“Who is (Y/N)? What is her backstory?”

“Well me and my mom moved here when I was 13. I am really shy so I didn’t really talk to many people. I like to read. I like movies. I love my moms cooking……..”

For the rest of the time we really just sat and talked. He told some awful jokes and it was a really fun time. After awhile we checked the time. We had been there for 45 minutes. We decided it was time to leave. We got up and went to the car for him to drive me home. When we get there we sit there for a little. “I had a great time.”, I say looking at him. 

“Me too.”, he says. I look over at him and looks over at me. We just stare at each other for a little bit.  Suddenly he starts to lean in. “Can I?” 

“Yeah.”, I say smiling. Next thing I know I am kissing him. His lips are really soft and he is really good at kissing. We separate and I smile at him. 

“I should get going.”, I said


“Bye.”, I say unbuckling my seat belt and opening the door “I’ll see you Monday”

“Yeah! Bye.”, he said. I walked of. He didn’t drive off until I reached the door. I walked up the stairs and got to our floor. I unlocked the door and went in.

“I’M HOME!”, I yell out to my mom. I go to my room and lay down. I let out a content sigh and a the biggest smile ever. 


There is it part 2! It is super fluffy. I promise that in the next part there will be some extreme action!

Camren theory ( A must read )

Anonymous: theory about both lauren and camila bc now im curious as to what you have to say about each


Okay, Camila: I feel like Camila fell for Lauren early xf days. I think they just instantly connected & bonded better than the other girls. They were always all over each other & so close lol. It was cute. I feel like Camila used Lauren as her rock, to help her with her insecurities being on the show. She literally went from being a recluse to being in the spotlight & Lauren was always there for her, which is why I think she fell for her. They both have beautiful, insightful minds & I feel like they had deep conversations with each other & REALLY got to know each other & Camila was so thrilled to find someone like her. I think she loves Lauren, maybe not IN love… But there is a love. I see it in the way she looks at her. She literally lights up whenever she’s near Lauren & she’s just happiest with her. Even today, you can still see it. I think she’s physically attracted to her as well because she’s always biting her lip and staring at her for waaay too long. Whenever Lauren bashed camren, I feel like it hurt her really bad so she backed off for a while. And maybe she misses the intimacy they used to share so she’s trying to get close with her again.

Lauren: I think she has feelings for Camila she isn’t used to having for a girl. They’re not as strong as Camila’s, but they’re there. For sure. She’s terrified with the idea of being a lesbian, so she pushes Camila and the thought of camren away. She obviously feels SOMETHING towards her, because she gets really jealous and possessive sometimes. You don’t get jealous over your bestfriend lol. Every time Lauren looks at Camila, she gets this look… To me, I think it’s love. Again, I’m not saying she’s IN love, just… There is a love. She has an adoration for Camila. It’s like she’s watched her blossom & she’s just really proud of her. I think lauren denies camren so much because she’s irritated with the whole idea of being gay rather than trying to sort out her feelings for Camila. I honestly think everything confuses her. She wants to think she’s straight, but she feels all these things for Camila that she can’t explain. Lauren is undoubtedly happier with Camila than when she’s not. When they’re separated, Lauren is really closed off& detached from the rest of the girls. But when she’s with Camila, she’s laughing & smiling & being goofy. It’s beautiful lol. They bring out the best in each other.

                                                            Credit goes to kara

This theory is so so on point and i think it’s so realistic, kara is just a genius for bringing it up like that

A progression of Lucas being taken aback/being caught off guard/frozen by Maya

1. After Maya says, “Hey Soaring Eagle, you walking to the library with us tonight?” [GM Boy]

2. After Maya says, “Hey Ranger Rick, you wanna go out with me?” [GM First Date]

3. After Mays says he’s never told her straight to her face and he replies you’re a great artist Maya [GM Creativity]

4. After Maya finds out about the blonde beauty comment [GM Creativity]

This is just a sample platter (there’s obvious Texas ones, the Semi Formal, arguably First Date, etc.)

But going back to that pic from the scene in GM Boy in particular…..so Lucas walks by the girls all smiling but not looking at them. Maya asks, “Hey Soaring Eagle, you walking to the library with us tonight?” Lucas immediately turns to look at her in response to Soaring Eagle. It’s episode 2 and he’s already responding to nicknames….but anyway. He replies, “Yeah, sure if that’s okay with you guys” and then makes that little nervous face (see pic 1) and pauses while staring at just Maya. Then what does Maya do? She says, “Well, seeing as how you’re Riley’s partner on this assignment, I guess we should find out if it’s okay with her”. The emphasis on “Riley” isn’t just mine, it’s in Maya’s voice as she says it. And as she she’s saying this line? She literally turns away from him and steps back. And its only after she steps back does he really look at Riley in this scene (Bonus: Maya smiles all goofy as Lucas walks away).

I can’t believe there was a time when I didn’t notice this stuff and fell for the Rucas misdirect…but like Rowan said, “If you go back in Season 1….it’s so obvious they have feelings for each other. “

Ok no, but you know what I want the most? 

I want to see a situation where Adrien witnesses Marinette in her natural element and Marinette has no fucking clue he’s there. 

I mean, her personality doesn’t change much when she becomes Ladybug. Marinette gets super shy, flustered, and awkward when Adrien is around. She’s got him so built up in her head that his mere presence throws her for a loop. It’s not that hard to understand: I mean, we’ve all had crushes like that at some point, right? But she doesn’t act the same way around Alya or her parents. Hell, she even talks back to Chloe on more than one occasion. She has that confidence in her. 

I want Adrien to see her in that element, not one when she’s aware he’s there and she’s just glowing. When she’s her regular, goofy, fun loving, energetic self. I want him to see her having such a total blast in what she’s doing that she’s completely lost awareness of her surroundings. She’s got this smile on her face that is so bright. Her laughter is just nonstop. Like she’s just radiating this positive energy that he’s having fun watching her have fun. He’s content with just standing there, watching this side of her he never gets to see. 

I want him to really see Marinette.   

anonymous asked:

Prompt for Owen and Claire - how about a (proper) second date fic? Or maybe more like a 3rd one cos that movie feels like a hella intense second date! lol.

A/N: So I got two prompts that said stuff about their second date, so I just decided to combine them into this one. I really hope you like it.

(Also on AO3)

Claire didn’t plan this night. She didn’t want this to be a repeat of their first date. Which was a disaster. But, she couldn’t help but think back on it.

Owen was wearing boardshorts but he had the biggest smile on his face when he greeted her. It was the right touch of goofy and breathtaking. The date itself was following around Claire and her choices, which probably wasn’t the most interesting or fun date that Owen had been on.

It just seemed to be the wrong timing for them. Claire was concentrating on work, and having that worker-bee mindset all the time didn’t help, and Owen was looking for a good date with someone fun.

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Anon Ask: Daycare AU

Sorry this is so late, I hope you like it. I literally have no idea how to make SHORT stories.


Shit, I was late. I hurried along out of my car, rushing across the parking lot and into the daycare. This was the third time this week work had me overloaded, staying extra hours and taking away my time from my daughter. It had me pissed, mostly at the competing companies that caused the problems, but also at myself. I should make time for her, not blame it on my job.

The bell dinged as I walked in, my eyes roaming around the nearly empty room except for the workers cleaning up.


I smile fell on my face at that voice and I immediately went to my knees, feeling a small body fly into my arms.

“Layla,” I sang, seeing her grinning up to me, “I’m sorry sweetie, I didn’t mean to be this late.”

She tugged on my hair gently, showing her toothless mouth, “It’s okay! I was having fun!”

I raised a brow at her, “You were?”

She nodded eagerly, “Mmhm!”

She left my arms and turned around, letting my gaze fall on a man walking over, smiling.

“Natsu!” She jumped up and down.

I raised to my feet as she ran over and hugged his leg, smiling up to him with dazed eyes.

Natsu was a daycare guy who worked here, I’ve met him a few times actually and we’ve spoken, usually only with a ‘thanks’, but we did have some nice conservations. I actually really admired him. He always had Layla in the happiest mood when I came to get her, and the way he played and managed the children was astounding. He was goofy and playful and practically a child himself, yet he was protective over them. People like that just made my heart swell. With jealously, as much as gratitude.

“Hey Lucy,” He said, picking up Layla in his arms.

I nodded and smiled, “Hey. I’m so sorry I made you stay late for her.”

He shook his head, his expression light, “No problem, I like her company.”

Layla giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her cheek against his. I couldn’t help but smile at that, and saw him set her down again.

“Come on Layla, we should get you to bed,” I sighed, holding out my hand for her.

She pouted and backed up, holding onto Natsu’s jeans, “I don’t wanna go. I wanna stay with him.”

“Sweetie,” I pleaded quietly, feeling embarrassed.

“Hey,” Natsu said, crouching down to her, “I’ll still see you tomorrow right? Your mom’s been waiting all day to come and see you, don’t you miss her?”

I felt my heart swell up and sighed, reaching for her tiny jacket on the hook.

Layla nodded with a pout, pushing herself into his arms, “I’ll miss you too though, can’t we come over?”

“Layla,” I interrupted, before anyone said anything else, and crouched in front of her to put her jacket on, “It’s not very polite to invite yourself over to other peoples homes.”

She mused it over as I pulled her arms through the sleeves, searching for an alternate way to come about this, “Than can he come stay with us?”

I hesitated, “I’m sure he wants to go home, Layla. You see him everyday, you’re telling me you aren’t tired of him yet?” I joked, hearing him scoff behind me.

She shook her head at me.

“I tend to be a person that’s nice to be around.” He commented, smiling at me as I stood up.

I walked us both towards the door and stopped at the last step, turning back towards Natsu as I dug through my bag. I pulled out my wallet, “Here, since you had to stay so late-”

“It’s fine Lucy.” He waved at me.

I hesitated, giving him big eyes and puffed up my cheeks, before continuing, “No, I would feel too bad if I didn’t repay you.”


Natsu, let me do this, okay? If you reject it then you’ll make me feel bad and guilty, and just overall upset me. Is that what you want?” I asked him sternly, holding out a fifty dollar bill.

He gave me a deadpanned look, before reaching out in defeat. I placed the bill in his palm, pushing his fingers closed as he stared at me, and smiled.

“Goodnight.” I said quietly, leading Layla out the doors.

He gave me half a smile back. “Night, Ms. Heartfilia.”


The door dinged again as I walked through, actually not late to picking up Layla today, but if fact early. Wow, surprise right? I saw a bunch of children running around and tense daycare workers trying to keep everything calm and collected. Toys lay strewn everywhere and colorful puzzle mats kept some of the quieter ones satisfied.

My gaze traveled around until my eyes landed on a certain pair, an involuntary smile making its way on my lips. Natsu held Layla, of course, (she never let go) while trying to usher other boys and girls to the back rooms, probably for snack time or naps or something like that. Layla had her arms wrapped around his neck again, her head resting against his as she watched all the other children below her. She even looked amused by it.

Ah, that’s my girl.

Natsu turned to her then, asking her something and she lit up in a beam of sunshine. She kissed his cheek as he set her down on the floor, laughing, and letting her run off to a mix of the other kids.

“Hey,” I said, walking up to him.

His expression lit up a touch at the sight of me, “Hey.”

“Handful huh?” I questioned, nodding towards the chaos ensuing all around us both.

“Yeah,” He sighed tiredly, “But its getting time for their naps so we get a break for a little while.”

After a few minutes of bribing and manipulating, everyone was laid down with their blankets, softly snoring away. I stood by the reception counter, watching Natsu try to maneuver his way over hands and feet and come over next to me, sighing.

“So why are you here so early?” He asked, leaning over the table and glancing to me.

I shrugged, “Just felt like taking a day off, decided to come visit.”

That was a lie. Well, actually, it wasn’t but I did have a reason to come here today.

“Going to check her out early?” He nodded towards Layla, asleep on the floor.

I scoffed, “Are you kidding? She’d kill me if I took her away from here if I didn’t have too.”

He smiled at that, Layla was one of the few who actually enjoyed the daycare, and I had a feeling he knew why too.

“She has a crush on you, you know?” I said quietly after a few moments, looking towards her sleeping face.

Half a smile came up to his lips, nodding slowly, as if embarrassed by it, “Really? I hadn’t noticed.”

I laughed softly, careful to not wake anyone up, “It’s really cute actually, this is the first I’ve seen her without you by her side.”

He sighed, “Yeah, I always have to promise her that we’ll play her favorite game when she wakes up.”

I leaned my head on my arm, watching her sleep away and hummed. I heard him stay quiet for a bit, then fidget around.

“Hey uh, not to pry or ask you anything you don’t wanna answer but,” He started, drifting off into a softer voice, “What about her dad?”

I exhaled and turned my head to face him, shrugging. “He died before she was born. She didn’t know him.”

He looked guilty, “I’m sorry.”

I shook my head, “It’s fine, I made sure to teach her that just because she doesn’t have two parents means that she’s left out. She’s proud of that, and I’m proud of that. People always think single parents can’t do anything for their kids or provide, but I’m doing great. At both.”

He gave me a small grin at that.

“It is nice to have some extra help at times too.” I thought out loud.

I glanced to him from the corner of my eye, fiddling with my fingers once seeing him look back at me. I breathed in a breath of confidence.

“Come work for me.”

He turned to me, eyebrows raised and expression confused.

“I’ll pay you,” I blurted, quieting down. “However much you make here, you can ask for more.”

I was a successful business woman, I liked to think, I could afford it.

I know it sounded weird, having him come just for Layla now, but I’ll admit, I need him. I’ve never seen any adult click with children like he does, and I’d be damned if I let him slip away.

He still didn’t say anything, so I kept going, drifting off carefully, “And…I have plenty of room at my house, my dad used to have this mansion with dozens of rooms that you can use, if you want to stay there. Or, you can just come drive over every day, if that’s what you want, I don’t know, whatever makes you comfortable.”

He nodded shortly, but still didn’t say anything.

“I just…” I started again, looking at him desperately, “I really want you to stay with Layla.”

His expression softened, giving me a certain flash of his eyes that I couldn’t quite read, and smiled.


I stood up, a wide grin falling on my face. “Okay?”

He copied me, “Okay.”

I felt a burst of happiness rush through me, just thinking about how excited Layla would be about this. I ended up tackling him in a hug, wrapping my arms around his neck and being lifted off the floor. I stilled in his arms, biting my lip.

“Thank you,” I whispered in his ear.


~A Few Months Later~

I never thought how happy it would make me to come home to this big, giant house, usually silent and barren, and hear laughter flowing through it every night. I had a busy job after taking over my fathers company when he died, so I was always tired when I came home, but now, just knowing that Layla sounds so joyful when I step in the door, it makes me want to stay up forever just to listen to her.

Most of the house was dark, but a small stream of light led me to the sitting room, catching Natsu reading a book with Layla, of course, in his lap with her arms around his neck.

“Hey,” I said softly, Layla looking as if she was just about to doze off.

His gaze traveled up to me, smiling at the sight, “Hey.”

I sighed and fell to the seat next to him, seeing that he was reading her favorite book, yet the one that always made her fall asleep. I felt his eyes look back to the book and continue reading out loud. I felt my head fall to his shoulder, staring at the colorful pages tiredly as I tried to listen to his voice echo through my mind.

His words drifted off until he stopped, and I noticed him close the book, “You know there’s a limit to who I’ll carry upstairs after they fall asleep on me.”

I laughed a bit, putting my chin on his shoulder, and saw Layla snoring softly in his chest. I felt dazed, more than usual today, but I also felt really content. Everything was just so nice and at peace, it made me feel great inside. Hiring Natsu was probably the best thing that ever happened to me.

“Thank you.” I whispered.

Before he could reply I leaned up to him and pressed my lips against his cheek. I lingered longer than I intended too, but pulled away to see him staring at me, speechless. I offered a small smile, before standing up.

“I can take her upstairs.” I said, seeing him finally blink and look away.

He cleared his throat, “It’s alright, I can do it.”

I saw him stand up and followed him to Layla’s room, navigating between all her toys while trying not to wake her at the same time. He laid her on her bed, and I came over, pulling up her blanket to her cheek in the dim light of her nightlight. I brushed the blonde hair from her eyes and sighed, standing back up next to Natsu with my arms crossed.

I stared at Layla for a moment, before I felt his eyes on me, feeling swarms of warmth pulse through me. I glanced over, catching my eyes in his as he switched between mine. He had a look I don’t think I’ve ever really seen before, and it nearly had me to my knees.

His gaze fell to my lips, and before I could breath in, his hand held the back of my neck, kissing me deeply. I felt all the wind get knocked from my chest at the feel of him, his hand grasping my shirt at the small of my back so that I didn’t fall back from the sudden eagerness. I sighed out against his mouth, pressing into his arms, but he let me go then, taking a step back.

He froze for a second, as if he was surprised himself that he did that and let his lips part. I searched his eyes; he looked like a mix of guilty and desperation.

“I should…uh, go, I guess…” He swallowed thickly, nodding towards the door.

I saw him begin to leave, and forced myself to step forward. I grabbed his hand, pulling him back from getting any further. He stopped, looking back towards me, surprised. I hesitated for a moment, before stepping up and pulling his lips down onto mine again. I kissed him anxiously, feeling a sharp pang in my chest.

“Don’t leave.” I said, between breaths.

He smiled against me at that, nodding, and picked me up into his arms. “Never.”