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Day Two: Friends

Inspired by an ask by the lovely @kat-yaeger

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“GUYS!! THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!! EVERYONE HEAD TO THE KITCHEN NOW!!” Lance’s voice boomed through the castle. The others stumbled over themselves, grabbing their bayards and charging to the kitchen. When they burst through the doors of the kitchen, they all took a fighting stance with they bayards activated. “Is it the Galra?” “Did someone infiltrate the castle?” “Is there a fleet approaching us?” The team fired off. They were all hastily looking for any signs of danger. Then their eyes landed on Lance. “Uh, Lance? Why are you wearing an apron?” Keith asked. Lance wore a white apron that was lined with ruffles and lace. He popped out one hip and placed his hands on his hips. “I’m glad you asked, Mullet! We have an emergency. A cooking emergency!” Some groaned and rolled their eyes in response, but Hunk and Coran’s eyes shined. “Hey now! Don’t go moaning and groaning on me! I didn’t gather all this stuff just to be shut down!” The team noticed that the counter was lined with various foods and ingredients. Allura stepped toward the counter, poking at the ingredients. “Lance, what is all of this?” Lance clapped his hands together and done a little dance. “For weeks, every time we went to a space mall, I have been searching for the perfect ingredients to make one of my favorite homemade foods! And now, through my own blood, sweat, and tears, I have finally found the perfect ingredients to make it!” Pidge braced her elbows on the top of the counter, eyeing all the food sprawled out. “What exactly is you favorite dish?” Lance rubbed his stomach and gave it a few pats. “That, my dear Pidgeon, is empanadas. And I’m going to teach you all how to make them.” Allura brought her hands together and smiled brightly. “That’s a wonderful idea, Lance! Not only will we bond as a team, but we will all get to taste Earthling food. Well, pretty much that is! Paladins? Shall we make these, ah, empanadas?” The team nodded and grinned. Lance rolled up his sleeves, eyes bright. “Let’s do this!!”
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Turns out, making empanadas was not as easy as they had originally thought. Lance and Keith gotten into an arguement, which resulted with them and the kitchen being covered with flour. Hunk had slightly cut his finger, which Coran had to patch up. Pidge kept eating the ingredients when she thought no one was looking. And Shiro had somehow managed to burn the first batch. But in the end, they had something that looked like the empanadas that Lance at back at home. Although, these were a light purple color. Lance handed an empanada to everyone. “Okay, on the count of three, we’ll try them together. 1..2..3!” They all popped the purple food in their mouth. Lance’s eyes fluttered shut as the flavor burst across his tastebuds. “Oh quiznak, these taste just like the ones mama made.” Allura and Coran’s eyes were wide as they reached for another. “Lance, these are amazing!! You need to teach us how to make more food like this!” Pidge vigorously shook her head, grabbing a handful and shoveling them in her mouth. “I second that!” Lance chuckled and nodded his head. “Sounds like a plan. Next time: churros!!” They continued to eat in happy silence, that’s is until Coran stated that someone needed to clean the utter chaos that was the kitchen. Lance spoke up. “I nominate Shiro clean it because somehow, he burned the first batch of the empanadas, and that was literally his only job.” “I said I was sorry!” The team laughed as Shiro birdied his head in his hands, trying to hide the blush that spread across his cheeks. “It’s okay, Shiro. We’ll make Keith help you.”
“HEY!!”

If the Defenders was a sitcom with a laughtrack
  • *Defenders and Colleen are in Matt's apartment*
  • Jessica: We're out of beer...AGAIN (laughtrack)
  • Danny: Oh come on, I just went to the supermarket yesterday! Who drank it all?
  • Colleen (nervously drinking beer): Oops...that's my bad (laughtrack)
  • Matt: I'll just buy some on my way back home. Don't worry, I got you.
  • Luke: Make sure you get her favorite. Speaking of which, how can you tell which brand to get?
  • Matt: ...do the boxes come in Braille? (laughtrack)
  • *Elektra enters through the front door*
  • Elektra: Hey Matt, I found your spare key! (audience claps and cheers for the special guest star)
  • Jessica: You gave your spare key to that bitch in apartment 23? (laughtrack)
  • Elektra: Wow, rude much. Anyways, I just came by to get back my iron from Danny.
  • Colleen: Good thing too since Danny hurt himself with it. He accidentally ironed his fist (laughtrack). He cried a lot while I bandaged him (laughtrack).
  • Danny: Hey! Don't make fun of me for that. Besides...it didn't hurt that much.
  • Luke: Bro, you said it felt like dipping your hand into the molten heart of a dragon (laughtrack, followed by transition to next scene).
Stop pretending

Can you do one where you have been bestfriends forever, and then you kiss. And start acting like you’re in a relationship but you are not. Then he wants you to be…. 

This request was made by @martetjaland a while ago. I’m so sorry it took me so long, darling. Hope you like it!

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For your whole life, you’ve been friends with Harry. Your moms were friends even before they got pregnant at almost the same time, so the only logical thing was for you and Harry to be the best of friends.

Through your life, you always have this strong feeling for Harry. Of course you never really told him about it, because you didn’t to ruin the friendship you guys built over the years. So when he went to audition for the X-Factor, you were there to support him, but made a note to yourself that if he ever win or became famous, you would get over him.

And that’s what happened. Today, Harry is one of the most famous celebrity’s around the world. And you are still not over him. Sad, isn’t? Well, it’s quite difficult to get over him when nothing ever changed between you. You were always best friends and you still are to this day. Of course his agenda is crazy for years now, but he constantly text you and call you. Not to mention that every time he’s in London, he stays at your place. The fans love you and even want you guys to become more than friends, but life is more complicated than that.

“Miss Y/N, you can wait here for Mr. Styles.” The bodyguard that Harry hired to go with you to airport instructed.

Harry was coming back after promoting his debut single “Sign of the times”, so of course you went to pick him up from the airport. But him being the overprotective friend he is, made you take a bodyguard with you, for the simple fact that everybody knew he was coming back, so the airport was packed.

“Thank you, Roger.” You smiled and sit in the sofa of the small room they were making you wait. You’re more nervous than ever because things are a little bit different between you and Harry.

His texts and calls have become more fluffy and even a lit bit flirty. Which is weird because you never saw this side of Harry. Well, at least not towards you. Even in interviews, when someone asked him about you, he’s more vocal about your relationship, about how you have always been friends and all. He never talked much about you in interviews before.

“Y/N!” He smiled and ran to your arms. Hugging him after so long felt so good you almost didn’t want to let go.

“Hi bubba, how are you? The flight was ok?” You smiled back and looked in his green eyes.

“Yeah love, I just wanted to get here faster. You look even more beautiful than the last time I saw you!”

“Don’t need to lie, I’m still the same. You, on the other hand…” Your hands immediately found his soft hair and you smile. “It reminds me of Take Me Home Harry.”

“Your favorite time, wasn’t it?” He smirked.

“Indeed it was, my friend. Now c’mon, let’s go home.”

You both went through the sea of fans in the airport and soon enough you were driving through London to get to your flat.

“So, how was the promoting? Tell me everything!” You asked excited while helping him take his bags to your living room. “I’m sure you had so much fun!”

“I did, but I missed you, love. Next time, you’re coming with me.” He kissed your forehead. “Hm, I’m so sorry for this, I just can’t take it anymore, Y/N.”

“What are you talking a…?” Your words died as soon as his hands found your waist and his lips found yours.

You dreamt with this moment for years and now it was happening and it was better that everything you have ever imagined. Your hands found his hair and you tugged at the soft curls. He pulled even closer and, for that small instant, you though you could die from how fast your heart was beating.

He pulled apart form you first, needing air.

“Are you gonna hit me?” He asked a little bit nervous. You shook your head and smiled.

“Nah. C’mon bubba, let’s have dinner.”

A week later…

It’s been a week since you and Harry kissed for the first time. Yes, first, because since then you’ve been acting like a couple all the time. A lot of kisses, small dates at your apartment to avoid paparazzis and stuff like that. But something bothered you and it was the fact that you never discussed what was this, what you were doing.

“Haz, we need to talk.” You said during a marathon of movies.

“Course love, what is it?” He looked curiously at you.

“What are we doing? I mean, we’ve been acting like a couple for a week, but we never talked about it and I’m starting to freak out about you because I do like what we have, but if this is just some silly thing for you than…” You rambled.

“Love, breathe.” He cradled your face in his hands. “I love you. And I have been in love with you for quite some time now, but I never really got the courage to say it. It was never the right time, with me always on tour with the boys, or with the movie and the solo album and… It was never the right time. But I realized it was never gonna be the right time if I decided to wait for my agenda to quiet down. So, I’m here telling you that I’m in love with you and asking you to continuing to be by my side, but not as just my best friend, but as my girlfriend. Will you be girlfriend so I can finally stop pretending to the world that I don’t love you? “

You never smiled so big in your life as right now. You feel like your heart could burst from happiness. You kissed him and pulled him to you. He smiled into the kiss and pulled away.

“It’s this an yes?” He asked.

“Of course, you silly. I love you too. For as long as I can remember.”

He kissed you again and that’s when you knew you’re meant to be with him and that nothing could ever break you two apart.

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You Are In Love

Harry Styles x Reader

Word Count: 1,388

One look, dark room
Meant just for you

“(Y/n)! You get dressed right this moment or we are going to be late for the party!” I heard Luna shout from my living room.

‘I don’t even want to go to this silly party.’ I thought to myself as I got up off my bed and went to my closet.

I looked through my clothes until I found something that I didn’t mind wearing since I was going to this party against my own will.

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Mario Kart (Jared Kleinman X Reader)

Request: hi!! can you do a story where jared and the reader are like best friends and she stays over at his house and somehow they start talking and he accidentally tells her that hes insecure and she tells him that hes perfect and then they tell each other their feelings?

Yo,,,jared kleinman,,best friends admitting their feelings,,,,insecurity+comforting,,,,And A Sleepover?? This is the ultimate request thank u

Word Count: 1286

Warnings: some swearing, because when do i ever write anything without swearing in it lmao

Requests: open!!


You were at your best friend’s house after midterms, kicking off your much-too-short winter break with video games. You and Jared were sat on the floor in his room, a half empty box of pizza in between the two of you when your phone vibrated. You picked it up, barely glancing away from the tv screen to see who texted you when you sighed.

“Pause the game, it’s my mom.” You said, and Jared did just that, dropping his controller in his lap to take another slice of pizza as you unlocked your phone.

From: Mother Unit

Are you on your way home?

You looked to the top of your phone screen, seeing it was half past ten-and your curfew is at 11.

“Fuck, sorry Jared I’ve gotta get going, mom’ll kill me if I break curfew again,” You said, starting to stand up when Jared grabbed your wrist.

“No wait don’t go!” He said, before he let go of your wrist and cleared his throat. “I-I mean, my parents love you, the night is still young, you can just sleep over, i-if you want,”

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anonymous asked:

Can we get some headcanons for a male!mc who always steals he's boyfriend clothes? XD RFA and anyone would be great :))

((How about some scenarios of them catching MC in the act? I hope that this is to your satisfaction Anon))

Yoosung

  • MC was kind of short, but he was in luck when he found out that Yoosung was the same size as him
  • He really liked Yoosung’s hoodies…especially his LOLOL one.
  • It just fit really well and on top of that it smelled like Yoosung
  • One day, MC got a call from a frantic Yoosung
  • “MC! I can’t find my favorite hoodie and I really wanted to wear it today!”
  • MC guiltily glanced over at the LOLOL hoodie that was draped lazily over a nearby  chair
  • “Can’t you wear another one?” MC asked quickly
  • MC heard his boyfriend sigh in irritation
  • “Lemme rephrase that. I can’t find any of my hoodies! MC, can I please borrow one of your hoodies?”
  • MC panicked as he saw his collection of Yoosung’s hoodies thrown all over his apartment
  • “Uh, sure thing babe, lemme just clean up first!” MC replied nervously
  • Suddenly MC heard a frantic banging on his door with shouts from his boyfriend demanding to be let in
  • MC decided to bite the bullet and let Yoosung in. He looked around and found his hoodies…everywhere! Including his favorite LOLOL sweatshirt ON his boyfriend,MC
  • “MC…why are all of my hoodies at your apartment?” Yousung demanded of MC
  • “I…I like wearing them.” 
  • “Just wear your own!” Yoosung complained, picking up a hoodie from the pile of hoodies in the corner or the room. 
  • “Well, mine don’t smell like you and yours are comfy” MC admitted
  • Yoosung looked MC, and a mischievous little smirk graced the blonde’s face. He dashed past MC, ran into MC’s room, grabbed MC’s favorite hoodie and pulled it on.
  • “Ya! You’re right babe! It does smell like you! Thanks for the hoodie!” Yoosung sang as he ran past MC, placing a chaste kiss on his boyfriend as he ran for the bus
  • MC couldn’t help but laugh. He probably wasn’t getting that one back. 

Zen

  • MC is about Jumin’s height so it’s rather convenient that Zen wears the same size shirts as him.
  • And MC really likes Zen’s coats, and sometimes just borrowed Zen’s jackets
  • One day they decided to go on a run together and MC didn’t have time to change out of  Zen’s jacket so he just decided to go run in it
  • They ran for a bit before MC begged Zen to let him take a break (MC isn’t too in shape yet)
  • “Come on slow poke!” Zen teased
  • MC caught up to Zen and started to catch his breath
  • “Hey, isn’t that my jacket?” Zen asked the exhausted MC
  • “Uh…maybe?”
  • Zen started to laugh, and MC’s ears began to turn red with embarrassment
  • “I thought it looked familiar. It looks better on me that it does you”
  • MC began to shed the coat, and Zen quickly pulled it back onto MC’s shoulders and zipped it up
  • “Hey, you’re gonna catch a cold if you do that! Besides, it looks way better on you than me, so you should keep it babe.”
  • MC’s eyes lit up at the idea that he’d get to keep something that smelled just like his boyfriend.
  • “Really Zen?” MC asked excitedly
  • “Yeah. On one condition though. Come here, I wanna take a selfie with my cute boyfriend wearing my jacket.”
  • Zen posted it several times in the chat room.

Jaehee

  • MC was super tiny for a guy, and occasionally confused for Jaehee’s sister from the back (super embarrassing for both parties when MC turned around and was clearly not a girl)
  • For some reason, he has always wanted to try on one of Jaehee’s skirts, just to see how he’d look in her outfits
  • One day when Jaehee was out shopping, MC took out one of Jaehee’s skirts and tried it on
  • Surprisingly, it fit him really well. He spun around in the full body mirror inside the door of Jaehee’s closet, looking at his appearance from multiple angles
  • He decided to go the whole nine yards and put on Jaehee’s entire suit and also put on Jaehee’s faux glasses.
  • He looked a lot like Jaehee, so he decided to pretend to be her
  • “Hello, Mr. Han. Yes sir, I’ll have the papers on your desk by tomorrow morning. Mr. Han, you have an appointment today with the department of fancy clothes at noon, and then you have another appointment with the Jerks of Korea at two.” MC joked, laughing brightly. He  then got a hilarious idea
  • “Your cat Mr. Han? She is an angel you say? Well, with all due respect, your cat is not angel in my opinion. I do believe she is, to be frank, an asshole who sheds all over my furniture without any care in the world. Sir, if I have to take care of Elizabeth 3rd one more time, I will shave it from head to tail.” MC said in his most “matter-of-fact”voice.
  • Suddenly he heard bags crashing to the ground as someone burst out laughing. He turned around to see Jaehee laughing so hard she had dropped everything in her arms, and was struggling to recompose herself
  • “H-how long were you standing there?”
  • “Since the Jerks of Korea part” Jaehee choked out between fits of laughter “Oh, my, I literally wish I could say half of that to Mr. Han. MC, you’re the best”

Jumin

  • Today was the day MC told himself as he pulled out Jumin’s PJ top
  • MC was a good two sizes smaller than Jumin, so it was quite large in comparison to the tiny MC
  • Jumin rarely wore pajamas, but the one time that MC saw him in pjs, he immediately wanted to wear them and show Jumin how absolutely adorable he could be with Jumin’s oversized shirt
  • He considered also wearing the pants, but as soon as he saw long they were, he reconsidered it, since falling on his face in front of his handsome boyfriend was not on his itinerary
  • Jumin came home early, and when he went in, he expected MC to go and greet him like usual, but MC was nowhere in sight
  • Suddenly MC came out of their shared bedroom, the oversized sleeves flopping around as he ran towards his boyfriend
  • “Jumin! Welcome home dear!” MC said excitedly
  • Jumin looked perplexed, and looked to be analyzing MC as he stood there awkwardly in the oversized shirt
  • “MC, that is much too large on you. I’ll have the tailor make you a new one with the proper dimensions immediately.”
  • “Jumin…that’s not…Aren’t I cute?
  • Jumin gave MC a look as if he just asked if he could fly
  • “MC, you’re always cute, but that shirt still doesn’t fit you properly, and I’m having them make you a new one as we speak”
  • MC gives up, but makes Jumin promise that as soon as he got his, that he would wear his to match.

Saeyoung

  • Saeyoung couldn’t find his favorite shirt, or pants, or hoodie
  • Actually, forget his favorite outfit, besides his underwear and socks, he couldn’t find any of his clothes
  • Not that he had that many outfits to begin with.
  • He couldn’t even find any dirty clothes, and he swore he did his laundry.
  • All he could find was his cosplay outfits, and so, he picked out a french maid cosplay and put it on not the worst thing in the world
  • He walked out of his room to an irritated Vanderwood
  • What the hell were you doing in there Luciel? Playing dress up?” Vanderwood shouted
  • “Nope. I couldn’t find any other outfits” Saeyoung replied, pulling up his computer chair and getting to work
  • “Then wear a dirty outfit”
  • “Can’t find those either”
  • “I just cleaned your room a week ago!”
  • “I know…I honestly don’t know where my clothes went! I’m serious Vanderwood!”
  • Vanderwood stomped into Saeyoung’s room to find that he wasn’t lying. He literally did not have any other outfits besides his cosplay, underwear and socks
  • “What the actual hell?” Vanderwood asked in disbelief
  • “So out of all the cosplays you have, why the hell did you chose the french maid outfit?”
  • “What? I’m cute and there’s no dress code! Maybe I want to look like a cute french maid.”
  • “Whatever. I don’t actually care. Just get to work”
  • Suddenly there was a knock on the door and the doorbell buzzed
  • “I’ve got this. YOU STAY.” Vanderwood demanded to an empty chair, as Saeyoung snuck away to open the door.
  • He opened the door, after looking through the security screen to MC wearing Saeyoung’s favorite outfit.
  • “Hey Vanderwood! I found where my clothes went!”
  • “Where?” Vanderwood shouted back irritated
  • “Here!” Saeyoung said proudly, showing his boyfriend off to Vanderwood

V

  • V could not find his warm jacket anywhere. It wasn’t where he had left it, and being half blind didn’t help
  • He really needed to go shopping, but he couldn’t see, so he called up his boyfriend MC to help him find it
  • MC looked over at a nearby chair where the jacket lay
  • He grabbed the jacket and headed over to V’s house
  • He went in and “helped” V find his jacket.
  • This wasn’t the first time MC had to “help”his boyfriend find something. Nor would this be the last
  • At least, that’s what MC thought as he walked towards the door
  • “MC, can I ask you something?” V asked
  • MC froze with his hand on the doorknob. He hoped that he was overreacting and that V suspected nothing
  • “What is it Jihyun?” MC asked shakily
  • “Why is it that whenever you’re here, something of mine goes missing? Like a shirt, my jacket, and for some reason my hats. You aren’t stealing them, are you?”
  • “I uh…”
  • “Wait, ARE you?”
  • “Maybe?” MC replied sheepishly
  • Jihyun smirked, and made a motion for MC to go over to him
  • MC did hesitantly, unsure if Jihyun was going to get mad or not.
  • As soon as he was three feet away from Jihyun, Jihyun took off his shades and softly gazed at his boyfriend dearly
  • “Is that my shirt too? If you want something, just let me know so I don’t go around looking for something that isn’t there.”
  • “Wait, you aren’t mad at me?” MC asked confused
  • “No? Why would I be mad at you? I just want to know if you have something so I know that I‘m not losing my mind yet. Besides, you look really cute.”

Saeran

  • There were a lot of crashing noises coming from Saeran’s room
  • “Where the hell is is?” Saeran shouted out exasperatedly
  • “What’s wrong bro?” Saeyoung yelled back
  • “I can’t find my leather jacket!”
  • “Isn’t it in that old box in your closet?” Saeyoung asked
  • “IT ISN’T THERE! WHERE THE FUCKING FUCK IS MY FUCKING LEATHER JACKET AND WHO’S THE FUCKED UP FUCKER WHO FUCKING STOLE IT? FUCK!” Saeran cursed as more crashes came from his room
  • “Wow. That’s a lot of “fucks” in one sentence” Saeyoung replied laughing
  • “Shut the hell up Saeyoung!” Saeran shouted back
  • Suddenly it was deathly silent, and Saeyoung could feel the anger radiating out of Saeran’s trashed room
  • “You didn’t hide it from me, did you LUCIEL?” Saeran snarled
  • Saeyoung knew that it wasn’t a laughing matter anymore because his brother only called him by his baptismal name when he was beyond pissed off. Saeyoung got up to go help his brother, and had to dodge a box that Saeran threw at him
  • “Dude, chill. I didn’t touch your jacket. You sure that it’s not still in your closet?”
  • “I just threw the fucking box at you. Was it in there?” Saeran sassed
  • Before Saeyoung could say anything in reply, they heard a knock on the door. They were planning on ignoring it when Saeran got a text. He glanced at it, then stomped out of his room and threw open the door.
  • “Hi Saeran.” MC greeted, standing there in Saeran’s leather jacket
  • “MC. Jacket. NOW.” Saeran growled out between his clenched teeth
  • “Hey Saeran, who’s at the door?” Saeyoung shouted from Saeran’s room (who was cleaning up for his brother)
  • “My fucking nerd of a boyfriend who stole my leather jacket” Saeran shouted as he tacked his boyfriend and pulled the leather jacket off.
  • “Looks like you found it” Saeyoung laughed.
Serenity

Cassian Andor x Reader

Request: can i request some cassian fluff? maybe the both of them just got back from a tiring mission and theyre just cuddling in bed and talking abt whatever ??? i love ur writing so much !

A/N: Sorry for being MIA again, I am serious when I say that this time I will be writing and catching up on requests now! Thank you all for being so patient with me. If you have any requests please send some in!

I do not own anything!!!

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IO MOTH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Found eggs on Monday, figured out they were io moth eggs. Looked up io caterpillars, and I had seen one a few weeks ago! Just today I was lamenting how all these io moths are coming to my yard but I never get to meet them.

Well. I needed to get some fresh food for the stinkbabies. Went out on what would have been a quick trip out back, but I found a tiny baby giant stick insect and really wanted one I could (1) fit under the microscope (2) raise through a few molts to document physiology changes (3) have a fun developmental stages visual at the sanctuary on Saturday. I cut the stem the stick insect was on, walked straight over to the stinkbabys’ favorite food. The bush they like is by the mountain laurel.

The mountain laurel had an enormous moth on it.

I knew INSTANTLY what moth it was, even only seeing the underside. So, I had my mini-freakout, trimmed some stalks for the stinkbabies, fiddled around to keep the baby stick from falling off, and trimmed the branch the io moth was hanging off.

Carried the moth and stick insect to the porch with better lighting. Got lots of closed wing shots, then I poked it (I lift up the outer wing on sphinx moths to ID them more easily, tried this on the io too). Apparently poking ios results in some… Defensive behavior.

This was too fun to not to video record, so I waited for the wings to close, then recorded the video. Problem is, hands were full of bugs and phone. So I made due.

Io got fed up and left after I’d been poking for a while. But oh man. This was the best. I have officially seen three life stages (larva, eggs, adult). Now I’m just missing the cocoon.

May 10, 2017

What is wrong with 2x08 you ask?

Listen I liked the concept of people facing their worst fears and what was tormenting them. I love the way Jace was forced to face Maryse telling him he wasn’t her son, that if she knew he was half demon she would have killed him sooner; I loved the fact that Alec had to face the guilt he was feeling towards killing Jocelyn and being scared that Clary blamed him (which leaded to their making up and Alec getting that weight off his shoulders); You know real problems that did not add up to the build of a ship that, right now, made absolutely no sense to introduce (yeah I’m talking #Climon. Sue me!).

Can we all agree that Clary’s worst fear is not having Simon cheat on her? Please!! We are talking about a girl who lost everything she ever knew and thought was certain, her world has been turned upside down, a few episodes back she wanted Jace and feelings like that just don’t go away (please just give me the Seelie Queen meeting!!) plus the way she looked at him when he said he wasn’t leaving her alone because of Valentine (also appreciating the fact that he said it, and didn’t just do it, because that way yayyyyyy!! We get informed Clary and Jace not acting like the creep he really isn’t but lots of times is lead to act like).

Also the Izzy and Raphael interaction (And note this, because I want you to, that I didn’t use the ship name). I love Raphael. He is a deep, meaningful, dense character that we should get to dismantle in the show! I loved the fact that we got a bit of his backstory, I loved that he made a Magnus reference and the importance he had to his life. I get he had to give her motives to get out of the dangerous way she was heading…. BUT NOT LIKE THAT!

What the hell mate? They never had a positive interaction! NEVER! She burnt his hand with sunlight, always being condescending towards vampires and other downwolders (don’t hit me with the “They’re a new type of Shadowhunters”! Maybe another time I’ll try and explain why I think this isn’t true), freeing his worst enemy because it was in their best interests (I see you Simon). They don’t have a positive interaction!

I LOVED the fact that we got a beautiful, yet short, dialogue on his backstory. I’m just sad it was wasted with Izzy. Because he deserved alone time, or with Magnus, to tell his story. That’s how much of a deep and important character he is to me! He deserves to have his own screen time, alone, that’s just not for plot furthering.

Also the way Izzy forces her blood in his mouth after he said no is cringe worthy and don’t try to justify it to me. It’s the equivalent of saying “no” to something and having it done to you anyway, which was exactly what happened!

Moving forward to the 2x09 trailer, Alec, I love you, but don’t be a dick. Your sister knew what she was getting into.

The Iron Sisters warned her, Magnus warned her, Raphael warned her, everybody warned her!

Is she is going down a dark path? Yes! Is it anybody’s fault but hers? Probably Aldetrees but not Raphael’s. I don’t think he can be blamed for the first time he bit her. I’m not saying It is correct, I just feel like he knew she would go find another vampire who didn’t know the significance she held to someone he cared about (She’s Alec’s sister, meaning she must mean something to Magnus as well, and Raph owes Magnus his life).

Which brings me to that scene of Alec punching Raphael. 

First don’t tell me Raph wouldn’t win in a fight with Alec, that’s bullshit and you know it. He had time and time and time to prefect his fighting skills while Alec wasn’t even born, he is a clan leader, he is strong. He probably isn’t fighting back (at least in that scene) beacause of Magnus probabily. Second, if Magnus doesn’t do anything about it- and do something I mean stoping Alec, probably throwing him out of his house- I am going bananas on this show. You know why? Because you don’t get to call someone your “child” and ust have your boyfriend of what?! A few episodes, beat him to a pulp! CAN YOU SEE THE EVIL STEPMOTHER REFERENCE?! Third, Shadowhunters never do anything wrong now do they?! I bet it never ran through their minds that Izzy went looking for trouble, that she found a way to him! Not the other way around! Raphael just wants the best for his clan (and since when is an “arrangement” with Shadowhunters means that precisely?).

I don’t want Alec to be vilanized. He and Raph, along with Simon and Magnus are my favorite characters – and I feel like Magnus is the only one being treated with the respect he deserves (let’s not even go towards Simon or I’ll flip my shit).

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EXCLUSIVE 'Once Upon a Time' Sneak Peek: Regina & Robin's Intense Reunion – Plus, Scoop on 'Surprises' Ahead!
It's almost time to travel back to the Enchanted Forest! (Well, a wish version of it, that is…)

It’s almost time to travel back to the Enchanted Forest! (Well, a wish version of it, that is…)                                        

Once Upon a Time’s sixth season returns this Sunday, March 5, and the one-hour winter premiere is guaranteed to make you scream with surprise and swoon with delight.                                        

As usual, we called up Once’s co-showrunners Adam Horowitz and Eddy Kitsis, and after chatting all about the highly anticipated musical episode, we snagged the inside scoop on what’s next for Emma, Regina’s adventure in the Enchanted Forest and the “surprising” details of what’s to come.

Plus, only ET has your exclusive sneak peek of Regina and Robin’s intense reunion in the clip above!

ET: What was your goal for this second half of Emma and Regina’s adventure in – what I’m calling – “Wishland”?

Adam Horowitz: Well, in the wish realm, what we wanted to do was find a way to bring Emma back and to have Regina kind of confront what she has been really concerned about with regards to Robin and the death of Robin, which is, would he have been better off without her?

Eddy Kitsis: I think one of the things [Regina] found in the winter finale was – when she went back to this alternate wish world, where she did not cast the curse – she started to feel like, “Wow, would everyone have been better without me?” It was kind of an It’s a Wonderful Life situation. So I think the question going into hour two was, “Well, would that have happened with Robin Hood?” And I think once again what we’re going to see Regina facing is if she can move on or does she move back? When her first love [Daniel] died, instead of moving on and moving forward, she resented Snow White and became the evil queen. Now that she’s got Robin Hood, and even though she worked so hard to move forward and split herself, once again she’s faced with a new test.

I loved learning so much about Emma’s origin story! What can you tease for the fans ahead of the premiere?

AH: I think what you can tease is after almost six seasons, we finally get the origin of why she’s called Emma Swan.

EK: Sometimes we like to do full Emma flashbacks and sometimes we like to just drop into her life and see what was motivating her, and I think we’re going to see that a few times in the second half of this season.   

In Wishland, we get to see Emma reunite with two very important men in her life:  August and a very chubby Captain Hook. How would you describe her dynamic with these alternate characters?

EK: [Chubby Hook] is my favorite moment of the year! [Laughs] She and August have always been tied together since we found out they went through the wardrobe together. August was supposed to look out for her and didn’t, but in the same respect, he helped her believe in season one and helped her break the curse. We’ve always said they have a really strong friendship and I think what we’re going to realize is that even though Pinocchio abandoned her and maybe didn’t always watch out for her, maybe he watched out for her more than we thought.

I’m pleased to hear that Ariel is returning once again later this season! What kind of trouble is she going to splash into this time?

EK: Ariel is going to be returning like she always does – in a surprise way – but she is going to have a very surprising connection to another Disney princess. 

Jasmine!

EK: It could be…                                        

No, I know it is.

EK: Well, then it is. [Laughs] You’re going to get a Jasmine-Ariel buddy cop movie, but in the Enchanted Forest.

Belle and Rumple’s son is proving to be quite the formidable villain. What should the fans know about that family’s struggle before tuning in on Sunday?

EK: Well, we know that Rumple has admitted that he likes the darkness. We know that he reverted and that it caused a huge rift between the two of them, but I think what we start to see in the winter premiere is something that we’ve really long forgotten, which is that Rumple really was a great father. And even though he messed up with his first child, he worked really hard to redeem himself. I think what you’re going to see now is that this is a Rumple who puts his child before anything. In doing that, I think a child can bring two people together if they both want the same thing, which is happiness.

And as for Henry, it was so sweet to see him step into his knighthood in Wishland. What’s coming up for him in the second half of season six?

AH: There’s more Henry coming! Henry, we can’t forget, is The Author and that comes back into play in a very important way.

EK: Henry is also the heart and soul of this show and has the heart of the truest believer. It all started with Henry knocking on a door, so we’re going to see a lot of Henry. I think one of the things that I’m most excited about is in this second half, we’re really going to see that Henry has grown. He’s grown up before our eyes and he’s a little, young man now and we’re going to see that.

Upon a Time returns Sunday, March 5 at 8 p.m. ET/PT on ABC and be sure to check back to ETonline immediately after the episode for exclusive scoop on the episode’s biggest moment!                                        

I would just like to make the decendants fandom aware that these photo’s exist.

Ok, so a few weeks ago I went to this bookfair, and look what I found…

It’s almost like a Disney decendants yearbook.And as soon I saw it I was anxiously rooting through it to find anything I could conserning my ship. (aka, Jaylos.) and this is what I found.

Chad, is a homophope. 


Now we can only assume that according to the weather and the end of the Isle of the Lost, our favorite Villian kids appeared in Aurodon half way through the school year meaning that this yearbook was published in their reality after mal stood up to her mom and Aurdrey decided to get along woth mal. 

However, Audrey comments, obviously tye into her feelings in the begining instead of at the end, which brings forth the quetion…what?

Like, was this just a sloopy mistake that nobody bothored to think about or was Audrey lying about her feelings concerning Mal and her friends?

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Next on the list.

Chad is still a jerk face.

Jane on the other hand, is startingt o come out of her shell (at least in writting) and posseses a whole lot of sass. Go Jane!

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Along with pics from the movie and strange comments, the book also includes biographies of the students, although in this cass, the Villian’s Kid’s Bios look more like something they pulled out from their records when they were originally deciding if they should bring the villian kids over

I mean, Carlos still sounds like he’s scared of dogs, (which wasn’t the case at the end of the movie, so we have to assume this was written BEFORE the contents of the movie. His Bio also outlins how much he spends with Jay to share personal informationwith as well as how abusive and terrible living with Crullea is.

Speakign of Crullea, may I piont out that in 101 Dalmations 2, It was canoon that Cruellea was mentally insane she was seeing a phyciotrist that cut her off from buying furs forcing Cruella to find another outlook of spots-Painting which laster lead to her kidnapping the puppies all over again. 

But serriously. The Isle of the lost,is the land of the leftovers, most kids over there go to bed hungrey and have never tasted sugar. Do you honestly belive that Aurodon would care about the mental stability of Cruella di Vil? NO. This means, that Carlos grew up with a mentally insane person OFF their medication, who grew more violent everyday. That’s harsh.

Jay’s Bio for the most part reflects Carlos’s in the fact it appears he wrote very soon after he arrived at aurodon noting that he’s “drooling from all the fine swag to lift”

However, his list of stuff he’s stolen says otherwise. As I’m sure many of you know in the second descendents book Return to the Isle of the lost, the gang had to go back to the isle to search for their parents’s magical items of evil. Carlos’s mother’s object was her Emerald ring that represented her pride, wealthy and power and shamed others. 

Now, look back at Jay’s list…yep. he couldn’t have stolen the ring on the Isle becasue they wree hidden in the underground tunnels which means, he had to steal it from Carlos after the second book before they all decided to hand over their objects to the museam/council for safe keeping.

So, what was this? another mistake? an added piece of paper Jay inserted after the yearbok was publishe? Does anyone own their own year book or does everyone in the school just share one?

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Moving on! Unforchunetly, as wonderfull as Jaylos is, I’m afraid I’m going to be breaking all you’re jaylos shipping hearts when I say this…Jaylos, is NOT going to be canon. EVER. Not in Descendants 2, not in another book, NEVER. and here’s why…

“Carlos is like a little brother to me.” -Jay

You read that right. Jay, is hitting us hard with the ‘I see you as a younger sibling’ cannon ball. Prepare to abandoned ship. 

HOwever! WE all know that carlos might have a small crush on jay as according to The first Book Isle of the lost when Carlos said thought “Jay laughed again ,which made Carlos feel good, though he couldn’t explain why, not even to himself.” So congrats if you stayed on board, you are hearby saillig bnthe S.S. unrequited love ship.

Ok,Ok,Ok, sirriouly thou. Here’s what I don’t get. you guys see the las tpicture where arlos writes how he wsa scared of dogs and then Jane asks “Who’s afraid of dogs?” Like…???? WHAT THE HEACK JANE?!? HE LITTLEALY WORTE  HIS NAME???? HOW ARE YOU CONFUSED???

 idk, but that’s that. we also have another page with thier bromance grcing the pages. (take THAT chad.)

YEA, They’re familly! Which also more serrious because they grew up without strong relationships with their familly. And right now, I’m going to exclude the girls. Jay’s dad wouldn’t even LOOK at him, really. he wouldn’t, nothing Jay ever stole was EVER good enough. And Cruella? Sometimes, I doubt she even knew her own son’s name to be honest. But I guess she showed a little amout of compassion by forcing him to have “henchman” They didn’t have ANY realtionship with their parents. they barley spoke to their parents at all. For them to claim to be familly, is supper important.

Now, wait a minuite. It looks like Audrey has made another appearence in the book, but this time, her attitude toward the two boys is deffenetly different. It’s way more freindly and sounds more like her personality from the end of the movie/ the wicked world serries.

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Well, that’s the end of that. Thanks for reading this long post! 

anonymous asked:

what are your favourite imagine blogs of shawn? <3

I honestly have not had much time to read imagines lately, so here are some off the top of my head, mostly ones I remember loving and going through their master lists. 

@shawnmendesdream is such a babe. I honestly love her and everything she writes. She’s also super smart and so articulate in her writing. I just love her so much and love reading everything she writes.

@ihaveabadreputation has always been one of my favorite imagine blogs. I remember when I first found her blog, I had her masterlist open on my phone pretty much all the time and whenever I had a free second I’d read another one of her imagines, but then I read them all lol. But I still look forward to every time she posts. 

@mend-es is art. Literally everything they write is a work of art, and the titles are absolutely beautiful. I went through their masterlist when I first started reading imagines, there were a lot less then, and I read a lot of them more then once. 

@nike-shawn is also one of the first imagine blogs I found and loved. Such a talented writer.

@shawnandzoestories writes with such depth and understands emotions so well. Her imagines and snapshots are all gold.

I also love love love: @babyshawwn @ftsgerald @thewritingcupcake @whitechocolateperfection @everythingshawnmendes @thesmutofthemendes @illumegeoff @teen-mendes @latteshawn and there are probably so many more but those were just the ones I could think of off the top of my head. 

my favorite fics [12/?]

let’s savour what we’re falling over by vashtaneradas [20k]

west wing au (loosely); in other words everyone works in the white house and louis likes getting coffee with the washington post reporter in his briefing room.

anonymous asked:

Have you ever considered doing more OOTP~HBP hinny fics? I just love the cute pining and everything (not to mention just that Hogwarts setting) hahaha I don't mind slight au, ofc. Also if you have any recs for something like that, I'm all ears :D

I have!  I’ve never really gotten a solid idea for something though, so I haven’t written it.  Maybe something about the sunlit days :} or pining HBP Harry…I just need a head canon first, but I’ll mull this over.  Maybe I can make one of my recent prompts fit it.

As for fics I’ve read, I can’t think of many but I found this rec and this one from @read-a-hinny-fic, plus went through some of my favorites and found these:

Fluffy Firsts: Tales of H&G’s first kiss by MrIntel

Summary: A collection of short, fluffy, sometimes angsty stories that chronicle various ways in which Harry and Ginny could kiss. These were written for those who have  read any stories lacking in a good snog. So if you feel bereft, come here to get yo

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Prompt: Ginny and Harry early relationship adorableness?

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Prompt: hbp hinny would be great(there’s never enough of those)

“Harry could not help himself talking to Ginny, laughing with her, walking back from practice with her…”

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Prompt: Can you write some about harry and Ginny during HBP during the time after ginny and dean broke up but before harry and Ginny kiss in the common room

Twenty-Two Days by mardy-bummm

Summary: “While he bumbles about, making a beautiful fool of himself, Ginny feels sick all the time. She catches him with a faraway look in his eye one dismal afternoon in the common room, and her stomach twists itself so tightly she can scarcely move, because she knows who he is thinking of, day dreaming of, and it is not her.” One missing moment for each sunlit day together.

Green Eyed Monster (aka Ginny is Tired) by somethingvaguetodo

Prompt: anon requested Dean/Cho/Romilda’s reactions to Harry and Ginny during HBP, and I wrote all three as drabbles connected by something that vaguely resembles a plot. I don’t really see Dean and Cho as jealous here, more as contemplative on the differences in their own relationships. Enjoy!

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Prompt: Can you write a Drabble about half blood prince hinny

As always, if anyone has suggestions, please message me and I’ll share them!

anonymous asked:

hurt Steve/Steve whump/etc is my favorite form of fic and I just went through all of yours (and many others oops) but I was wondering if you have any recommendations?

i assume you went through my hurt!steve tag

Mind the Cap by Nefhiriel has hurt!steve but it’s not really the focus (but sam is, which is a win)

Looking After America by @copperbadge-writes​ is my bloody favorite i think. i haven’t found one that really viscerally gets me like this one. i just need it to be 10k

Deep in the Heart of Me by Finely Honed (jaqen_hgar) is very much emotional hurt/comfort but it is aces

okay i lied @sabrecmc​‘s hurt!steve + in a cabin duet is right up there with Looking After America 

@arukou-arukou​‘s Crucible is a+++ physical and emotional h/c, although the physical is mostly present at the beginning and isn’t like, the Main Event.

A Living Faith by RurouniHime is very moody which is not my favorite type of h/c but this is excellent

watch me steady by annamatopia has panic attack steve which is pretty great

this one comes with protective!steve before the h/c!  First Defense by laylabinx

Blue Sky Holiday by Nefhiriel is an oldie but it’s one i really loved

tbqh there is just not enough hurt!steve fic. it’s very sad.

Dream Daddy Fanfic #2

Lasagna Nights (Hugo x Dadsona) [Word Count: 2437]

By: Brendon Cetinkaya ( @cynergy-laughter )

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It’s three weeks since you threw the graduation party for Amanda, when you sat under the cherry tree and spent the rest of the party with Hugo. You two were so happy to be a part of each other’s lives and to just be a good match. You sigh as you realize that you are sitting at home, no pants on, word jumbles in hand, and Shark Hunter Lip Sync Battles going on in the background of your living room. It’s been three weeks man, organize yourself, you haven’t even gotten your coffee yet! You thought about Hugo some more, and decided to hit him up. You go to your computer and type away at your keyboard to Hugo’s Dadbook messenger.

  • “Hey babe, I know it’s kinda weird for me to be messaging you since we’re practically boyfriends, do you think you’d wanna have a family dinner, Amanda’s gonna be coming home this weekend, and it would be nice if we got together.”

You hit send and not 2 minutes later, a reply came:

  • Hey babe! It’s not weird at all. I’m glad that you sent me that. Ernest and I are having Lasagna Night, we can always put it off until Amanda comes home.”
  • “Actually, she’ll be coming home tomorrow morning, we can make it a whole family time kinda shindig.”
  • “That works! Although Ernest usually looks forward to Lasagna Night, so I’m gonna have to find something else to eat…”
  • “Hmm… try… ooh! Try pizza! Can’t go wrong with pizza.”
  • “That’s true, thank you so much! I shall see you and Amanda tomorrow.”

It’s all set now, two families coming together to form one single family, if only for a single day. Maybe one day, it could become a reality. But until then, you and your word jumbles had to retire for the night. You turned the TV off and after shutting off the lights, you began to text Amanda about what was going to be going down tomorrow. You couldn’t even wait to go over. As you lay your head to rest and closed your eyes, you suddenly open them, and turn to look up at the ceiling and wonder what you were gonna bring to the dinner.

The next day, you grogged yourself awake, got your bathroom and coffee routine over with and got dressed. You worked on jumbles until you heard the familiar rumble of Amanda’s car, and then proceeded to Dad hug all throughout your reunion with Amanda. But before you both left for Hugo’s you decided to gather up some ingredients at the store for dessert.

“So, Dad, we’re having dinner with Hugo and Ernest, huh?” Amanda asked as you went through the market.

“Yeah… I thought it would be a fun thing to do, you know, get to know Hugo on a side that doesn’t determine whether you pass or fail in life.” You say as you began to grab some ingredients for brownies, you experimented a lot of recipes with Joseph and finally found the perfect ratio of sweet to bring the confections to life standards rather than Type 2 standards.

“Alright, sounds like it could be fun… But just to remind you, I will headlock Ernest if he talks crap about my favorite Dadtron.” She said as she pushed the cart, leaning into the child’s basket and cart handlebar.

“Easy, Panda. He’s like 14, he’s just going into freshman year of high school after the summer.” You said, touched that she’d defend your honor.

“Well, what would you do? He’s an angry, angsty, and not afraid to say what he wants. How can I combat that?” She asked.

“Well, pop quiz, what is the best way to torture a little brother figure when he annoys you or your siblings?” You ask, smirking, especially since you are her father. Amanda put her hand on her chin, leaning more into the cart, then, a light bulb turned on.

“Ah! Hehe, I gotcha. This is gonna be an interesting day.” Amanda finger gunned you as you both continued to shop, eventually changing the subject about how Amanda was doing in college. After paying, you both drive back to the cul-de-sac and park right in Hugo’s driveway. As you get out of the car, you could hear a loud vacuum sound coming from the open windows, it was like an alarm, but for every dog that feared that dastardly machine.

“How much you wanna bet that it’s Hugo cleaning up?” You ask quietly to Amanda.

“I don’t need to bet, Hugo’s definitely cleaning up.” Amanda chuckled as you both went up to the front door and knock. The vacuum was still going on while the door opened, revealing Hugo’s smiling face, he looked like seeing you was the highlight of his day.

“Ah, babe! Come on in, sorry we thought we had a lot more time.” Hugo invited, holding the door open for them. “Ah, Amanda, I hope you’re doing well at the university.”

You both went inside and exchange hellos before you actually see Ernest vacuuming, but only for a second before he turns it off and scurries away to put away the vacuum. You guess he didn’t want anyone else to witness that him actually cleaning. You both thought it was a weird to get a glimpse of it, hell, you could have sworn that you saw Ernest with his hoodie around his waist, actually showing his hair. Well, when he came back he had his hoodie back on,  he was back to his usual, aloof self. After getting greetings out of the way, you and Hugo went into the kitchen and started making dinner. Meanwhile, Amanda was sitting with Ernest in the living room, watching Long Haul Paranormal Ice Road Ghost Truckers.

“…What is this show even about?” Ernest asked Amanda, raising an eyebrow.

“If the show’s title isn’t clue enough, then you are really missing out. Luckily, my dad hooked me up with the complete series.” Amanda smirked and showed the box set. “You have a long way to drive, junior Ice Road Ghost Trucker.” She was determined.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, you were busy making your brownie recipe and Hugo was working on layering the lasagna.

“The trick to good lasagna is a good sauce, and start the layering off with that sauce, you don’t need any cooking spray.” Hugo explained.

“Really? I thought everything in a glass pan needed cooking spray.” You assumed.

“Oh not lasagna, I maybe a bad cook, but the one thing that I’ve practiced on is Lasagna, I’ve made every mistake in the book, and I feel like I’ve gotten down to the best cheeses to use for it.” Hugo assured, as he put on the pasta sheets, then a layer of ricotta, another layer of pasta, and some more meat sauce, “And boiling lasagna noodles? Don’t even, the sauce cooks the pasta.”

“Umm, I’m pretty sure everyone knew that, babe…” You rose your brow, a bit taken back about what you heard.

“I did that in my first culinary class, and my teacher always said it was a… extreme beginner’s mistake… The lasagna was overcooked when it was done…” Hugo admitted, blushing embarrassed.

“So, is lasagna the only thing you know how to cook?” You asked, as you sprayed another glass pan down for your brownies.

“Yeah, that’s why Ernest always looks forward to Lasagna night, which is every 4 weekends, when I’m not grading or working.”

“You know, I could always help teach you to cook some more if you want. I’m sure Ernest would appreciate more home-cooked, non-Italian foods.”

“You think so?”

“I know for a fact, Amanda grew tired of us always going out, and she wanted me to cook. I knew nothing about it, so I always asked Alex to help teach me to cook. Amanda loved it! Now she can’t get enough of eating out. I think Ernest is the same.” You finished mixing, poured the brownie batter into the pan, covered it and put it in the fridge. Then you go over behind Hugo and wrap your arms around his waist. He turns his head with a blush and smiles at you.

“I would always be willing to learn something new with you…” Hugo said, kissing you on the lips. You kiss right on back, but not before there a sound of disgust from the doorway of the kitchen.

“Eww! God, that’s fuckin gross, next time I want a soda I’ll just send Amanda in there.” Ernest sweared, but then, Amanda’s arm came in like one of those canes that pull bad acts of the Shark Hunter Lip Sync Battle stage, and pulled Ernest back into the living room.

“That’s enough outta you , Kenny.” She teased, you and Hugo couldn’t see past the corner, but you both saw Amanda digging her fingers into Ernest’s sides, which made Ernest squeal, a sound Hugo never heard in a long time. They somehow made it into the living room, past the corner but you could hear everything that went on.

“GAHAHAHA! I’LL KIHIHIHILL YOU, YOU BI-AAHAHAHAHA!” Ernest hadn’t been tickled in a long time, and he didn’t finish his thought before Amanda spidered his belly and skittered her finger in his armpits, his hoodie not giving him any defense.

“Oh, first you ruin a perfect moment, then call me a name when I call you out on it? Heh, I’m so gonna enjoy being your big sister.” Amanda said, keeping her iron grip as she kept on teasing him. You taught her well, even Hugo smirked at his son getting what he deserved, a good punishment that didn’t involve violence or grounding.

“N-NO-NOOOOHOHOHOHO! NAHT MY PIHITS! DAHAHAHAD!” Ernest called out for help. He just called Hugo dad… you had to act fast, because he was sure to go after Panda after that father’s summon spell. You wrap your arms around his waist and proceed to squeeze into his sides, hips, and skitter along his waistline.

“ACK! Hehey! Lemme go! He called me Dahahad! Bahabe Stohohop that!” Hugo wiggled around, trying to pull away, but because you exercise with Craig regularly, you were able to keep your grip up.

“I will not have you stop their soon to be brother-sister bonding! Get him good, Panda!” You and Amanda were having your own battle and you both were determined to fight to win, no one shall beat you guys as the tag-team tickle-fighting champions of the cul-de-sac. You wrap your leg around his leg to try and bring him to the floor. But it wasn’t until you wiggled your fingers into his ribs that he lunges forward, and falls into your trap. Quite literally. As Hugo lay on his stomach on the kitchen floor, his slippers fall off his feet, and you sit down on his back and raise his legs up behind you, ankle locking them in your armpits.

“GAhahaha! B-Babe, gehet off, p-please, anything but that! Why did you have to catch me off guahard?!” Hugo asked, trying to move, but he could only move his head and his arms.

“Heh, remember that time when you wrestled me that one time, and you found out I was ticklish, and proceeded to tickle me until I tapped out?” You asked, but didn’t give him the chance to answer as you begin to skitter your fingers on Hugo’s trapped feet. Hugo was even louder than Ernest, in fact both Amanda and Ernest stopped everything and peaked out to see the scene, and see that Hugo laughing his head off.

“AHAHAHAHA! BAHAHABE! STOHOHOP! WE GOTTA FINISH DIHIHINNER!” Hugo tried to overpower you, but his weakness was being exploited, and a skitter along his arches and under his toes weren’t helping at all.

“This is payback, babe!” You yell triumphantly as you keep tickling all over his feet.

Ernest smirks and jumps into the fray and starts wiggling his fingers in Hugo’s armpits. You and Amanda were so surprised.

“This is for taking my vape!” Ernest stated mercilessly, as he intensified the tickling.

“AAAAHAHAHA! ERHRHRNEST! PLEHEHEASE!”

“Panda, any vendetta you wanna bring out onto your former teacher?” You ask, as Amanda smirked and gave you the finger guns.

“This is gonna be for my last english paper, the one that you gave me an A minus on!” She said as she went over and reached under him to get his sides and his ribs. Hugo was officially tapping out as he banged his right fist into the floor and screaming at the top of his lungs with laughter.

“STAHAHAP STAAAAHAHAHAP! STOP!” Soon, Hugo could take no more and he gotten a sudden burst of energy and he pulled his feet out of your grip, and started to get up with a noble Dad Roar. You fell of his back as Amanda and Ernest jumped but landed on their butts on the kitchen floor. Hugo leered at all three of you for a moment, before he just started snickering, which grew to chuckling, which grew to full on laughter. Soon you joined in the laugh, followed by Ernest and then Amanda. After the laugh fest, all four of you began to help finish the lasagna. After the lasagna was done cooking, you put the brownies in for 20 minutes. All four of you had a slice or two of lasagna and cut up italian bread. All the while you had dinner, everyone was having a good conversation, heck even Ernest chimed in a few times. Soon, it was night time, dinner was winding down and the brownies were cooling down. Amanda got up and winked at Ernest.

“So, Pops, we’re gonna be going to the movies tonight, Ernest, Lucien and I.” Amanda announced, “We actually wanted to do that before I gotta leave back for college Sunday. So… don’t wait up.” She puts on her jacket, and grabs her keys, and heads for the door, with Ernest jumping up and following her.

“Smell ya later.” Ernest smirks as he follows Amanda to the car and begins to pick the others up. You two look at each other and chuckle.

“Ah, kids.” You say.

“I hope it won’t be R-rated.” Hugo chuckled a bit more uneasily.

“It probably will, but I know that my daughter can take care of herself, and hold those two in line.”

Soon you two sit down after making yourselves some brownie sundaes, and stayed up watching Long Haul Paranormal Ice Road Ghost Truckers. You two eventually fall asleep in front of the TV, cuddled up together. And in the morning, you two would wake up to yourselves covered by two blankets.

RIP Harris Wittels. 1984-2015.

There are so few people that you meet in life that give you that feeling that you’ve found a real unique, original person. Harris Wittels was one of those and we lost him yesterday. He was 30 years old. I’ve been devastated. 

I’m still waiting for the other phone call to let me know that Harris is okay and this was all a horrible misunderstanding. I don’t know when my brain is going to be able to process the terrible feeling that fills my heart with dread and my eyes with tears every 20 seconds when I realize this very special person is really gone.

So, I wanted to write something to share my stories about Harris and what he meant to me.

I first knew Harris as a standup. I’d have him open shows quite a bit, and he was always fantastic. As his career as a writer took off, he got busy. He’d say that he didn’t have time or wasn’t working on standup at the time. Sadly, he had just started back working his standup, which made me thrilled as a fan. His standup, like he his real life personality, was open, honest (way more honest than how most people refer to “honest” in their standup) and hilarious.

As a writer, we worked on two films that never saw the light of day. The first was Olympic Sized Asshole. The premise was Danny McBride and I were two best friends who lived in SC who’s girlfriends had a three way with a super handsome star Olympic athlete (think Channing Tatum). We did a rough outline of it together and then Harris went off to write the script.

Around this time in my career, I was very puzzled by film scripts. None of the ones I read ever made me laugh. I figured that I must not know how to read scripts properly. Maybe these things were funnier in person than on the page.

Then I got Harris’ first draft of Olympic.

Every page had a huge laugh. I couldn’t believe it. Jody Hill and I called each other and were just rolling about our favorite jokes.

I was DYING.

Here’s a little chunk I found looking through old notes. The script was just full of great jokes like this:

Another bit I loved was when Danny’s character and my character pitch a business idea in the beginning of the movie. 

There was also a part that would be played by Paul Giamatti. I think this was something he just added as a last minute addition that wasn’t even in the outline.

Eventually the project faded away as many movie projects tend to do.

But, after that, any time I worked on anything, I insisted that Harris Wittels be one of the writers. He was the first name I asked for every time. When I worked on the MTV Movie Awards. Those Randy videos for Funny People. Anytime I did a dumb commercial. Any time I needed to get joke writers, I always asked for Harris to help because he was truly the best of the best. And I was so lucky that he always said yes.

Most jokes when read by “comedy people” don’t get a laugh per se. You just read it and go, “Oh that’s funny” and you understand it would get a laugh. You eventually just know how jokes are constructed and you aren’t as easily surprised. Harris was part of that rare breed where you wouldn’t see his shit coming. His jokes were so weird, unexpected, often brilliantly dumb that they were in that ultra-exclusive club of ones that made comedy people laugh — and laugh hard. This was why Harris was such a go-to for everyone. Anyone that was ever in a writers room with him knew he was probably the funniest comedy writer out there. He was just a machine.

Remember the Obama-Galifianakis Funny or Die video?

Galifianakis: So are you gonna run a third time?

Obama: I don’t think that’d be a very good idea. That’d be like making a third Hangover movie.

I thought that was by far the best joke in that thing and maybe any thing I watched last year. I found out today that it was a Wittels original. Of course. 

Harris was also known as “the chuffah king.” Chuffah is the random nonsense characters in a scene talk about before getting to the meat of it that leads to story. Here’s one of the best chuffah moments from Parks from the “Hunting Season” episode:

Tom: Your favorite kind of cake can’t be birthday cake, that’s like saying your favorite kind of cereal is breakfast cereal.

Donna: I love breakfast cereal.

Harris excelled at coming up with hilarious, random nonsense like this. It was a tool that no one else seemed to have. I’m not a big podcast listener, but today I found out this was also kind of the fuel for Harris Foam Corner (or Phone Corner) from Comedy Bang Bang podcast, here’s a playlist that is filled with this kind of hilarious/awful nonsense from Harris: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLBB4729D88A16451A

Here’s some highlights I found on Tumblr today:

“One time I said to a guy that, ‘I loved learning new things. I’m a bit of an infomaniac.’ And he thought I said NYMPHOMANIAC….so he fucked me. And I said ‘No, no no…I said INFO. I’m an INFOmaniac’ And he said ‘Well, here’s some info…you just got fucked. Clean yourself up.’”

“I hate smoking sections. Unless it’s Jim Carrey’s The Mask. Then the smoking section is my favorite part!”

“I’m not getting married until gay people can get married. Because I’m gay.”

Imagine being around a guy who was this uniquely silly all the damn time. That’s what it was like being in a writers room with Harris. It was just bullshit like this non-stop. And it was the best.


After we failed to get Olympic off the ground, we had another idea called BIG TIME. This was about myself and another guy becoming super famous after a video of us saving a bunch of little black kids from a burning fire went viral. Again the plan was that Harris and I would draft a story (this time with our friend Jason Woliner) and then Harris would bang out the script.

One of my favorite Harris stories was before writing this script we’d pitch the story to studios. In one part of the pitch, we had a bit where the two leads became quasi-famous and started attending B-level celeb parties. In describing this scene in our practice session, Harris would say, “Guys like Chris Pontius would be there.” I’d say, “Alright Harris, none of these execs know who Chris Pontius from Jackass is, don’t say that.”

At that point, he knew he had me. Every pitch, and keep in mind these are important pitches with studio heads, etc. - I would lead and then as soon as I got to that scene, he would throw it in with glee, “you know, guys like Pontius would be there.” He even dropped the Chris and was just saying Pontius. Last name only. Jason and I were dying. 

Then, in an even more absurd move, he added a second part to this bit. During the pitch, he started saying,  "then the guys get famous and they do all the talk shows Letterman… Conan… Pontius Tonight…” To be clear, Pontius Tonight is a fictional show hosted by Chris Pontius that he made up just to make me laugh/fume. He said that execs would assume this was a real thing as to not seem out of touch. It was great. Harris would rather make all of us laugh than worry about jeopardizing these meetings.

He really seemed to relish getting laughs out of other comedians. Last night, the Parks writers staff and other friends shared Harris stories. One of my favorites was there was a serious email from NBC about a big sexual harassment seminar. Serious execs are CC’d along with Harris and the writers. Harris writes back, REPLY ALL, with this gem — now keep in mind EVERYONE is on this email, all the crew, so many higher level producers and execs, here we go:


As both our movies fizzled, Harris and I worked together on Parks and Rec. I was so thrilled when he got hired to be a writer and the episodes where he was on set were ones I looked forward to. A writer on set would pitch alternate jokes and help you if you didn’t feel a scene didn’t work, who better than Harris in that situation. Talking to other writers on the show today, it was clear Harris’ contribution to the world of Pawnee was immense. I’m sure he wrote many of the lines that made you laugh throughout the show.

Harris also eventually acted in the show as one of the animal control guys. Go on YouTube and watch this compilation, he is so hilarious in it:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xkplbd_nQFs


I also want to say, besides being so unbelievably hilarious, Harris was truly a sweet guy. He was so lovable even when saying the most disgusting things. You just couldn’t help but love him. He had the most ridiculous opinions on everything from food to dating to music and he’d defend them to no end. He loved to make ridiculous boast that he insisted he could achieve. Here are a few that I compiled:

- Do as good a job as Trent Reznor scoring “The Social Network”
- Play against the Lakers and juke NBA point guard Steve Blake
- Hit an NBA 3-pointer
- Play right field in a Major League Baseball game, and catch a pop-up, and easily throw it back to the infield
- Act as well as any actor
- Every girl has, at minimum, a 20% crush on him

He was once adamant that he could taste the difference between all the major water bottle brands - and he did! He also once claimed he could beat anyone in the entire Parks offices at arm wrestling. Mike Schur gleefully egged him on: “Really, Harris? Anyone?” Harris said, “Yeah.” Then Mike beckoned John Valerio — a giant, muscular man with enormous arms – who worked in the editing department. Harris: “Shit! I forgot about Valerio. Come on, man!” Nevertheless, Harris went through with the match, put up a good fight, and was extremely gracious in defeat.

He was also kind of an odd ladies man in a way. Not blessed with a tall stature and traditional handsome guy stuff, he was able to transcend it all by being charming in an adorable/silly way. He was a romantic at heart. He once had a really big date. Someone way out of his league. His move - show up with a box of Russell Stovers chocolates. You know, the brand of chocolates of you get when you really want to impress a girl. He also once sent an e-vite to a girl’s heart. She declined. He once proposed to a woman on G-Chat. Genuinely.

Here’s some other random things I loved about him: He loved 311 and knew that the bassist’s name was P-Nut. He once had dinner with my parents and I in New York at a fancy restaurant and showed up in a suit that was 5 sizes too big. He looked like a kid dressing up in his dad’s clothes. Afterwards he turned to me and said, “Hey man, can you help me get a suit that fits?” His Tinder profile said, “I make money. I’ll buy you a couch.” We asked him why and he said, “Girls love couches.” He would always order the most unabashedly unhealthy, grossest thing at lunch. The most legendary being a burger he once ordered at Parks that had fried egg, bacon, avocado, onion rings (these are ON the burger FYI), BBQ sauce, and monterey jack cheese. He would take 4 things of mozzarella string cheese, line ‘em up, and melt it in the microwave. And then he’d eat this with a fork for a snack. I would always try to order healthy. Once I suggested a vegetarian place. After the email went out, I got a text from him “Guys this vegan place is an atrocity. Please reconsider.” He once left the writers office for lunch to eat at his house and texted my brother Aniz that he was “making Chili’s leftovers at home.” It really made me laugh that he chose the word “making” to describe heating up disgusting leftovers. He loved Chili’s but could never get anyone to join him. He would often go on solo missions. He once went to Chili’s by himself in Encino and Joe Mande asked him why Encino and not the closer one in Inglewood. He said, “The good one’s in Encino, you gotta go out to Encino.”

Weirdly, besides Parks, a lot of the stuff we worked on together never made it out into the world.

Another harsh part of this tragedy is that was all about to change.  Around the time Parks was ending, I started developing a new project with my friend Alan Yang, another writer on Parks. Immediately, we knew we wanted Harris to help us write it. We were lucky to get him on board and for the past 5 months or so, he’s been an integral part of this new project. He worked tirelessly and was a leader on our staff and we were all thrilled to be doing this thing that was actually going forward.

We knew Harris had issues with addiction but things were pointing in the right direction. He was getting treatment and focused on his career and the opportunities ahead. It all seemed to point in the right direction. We were all about to move to New York together in March to have great fun and make great work. He was excited. I was excited. It all seemed perfect. He just found an apartment on Monday.

Then, I got the most horrific phone call yesterday. I couldn’t comprehend it.

This week I spent a lot of time with Harris. On Monday he drove me to a dinner we were having. His iPod was on shuffle and every fucking song was a different Phish bootleg. I kept forcing him to skip until it was Phish maybe covering another more tolerable band’s song. Then we hit a band called Pralines and Dick. I told him this was particularly bad. He let me know it was his high school jam band and warned me about the upcoming 5 minute funk breakdown. I couldn’t help but enjoy it.  

I was so excited for what was ahead for Harris. I knew he was going to really explode after this new project. The little bit of Wittels comedy out there was just the tip of the tip of the iceberg. He had so much more to give and I was so excited for him. He seemed to be turning things around. He me asked for help finding a nutritionist. He said he knew nothing about nutrition. I informed him that I could confirm Chili’s is pretty bad for you. He even reluctantly ordered the “vegan bowl” for lunch the day before he passed when we were all writing together.

My last memory of him was from that day.

We were punching up a script. In punch up, you’re just trying to beat jokes that maybe aren’t landing. Everyone contributes and tries to beat the joke and you leave the best one in. But for us, what would happen is basically, all the writers would pitch something, then Harris would chime in with something so bizarre and hilarious, it would either make it in, or make us laugh and we’d agree it was the most hilarious, but probably too crazy. That last day, I remember I hit a line and we needed a better joke, I was exhausted. I turned to Harris and just wanted him to fix it so we could move on. I yelled “Harris! I need you, get off your phone. Make this joke better, fix it please.” And, of course, he did.

Bye Harris. I miss you and I’m glad I got to enjoy your genuinely amazing and original presence. I wish I got to you know even more. I hope people reading this realize what a incredibly unique man you were, and what brutal a loss it is for those who knew you and also for those who never had the pleasure. This has been so hard to write because I just keep wanting to add more and more stories and more jokes and more everything, but I’d never be able to finish it. You are far too special to sum up in any kind of piece like this. You were one of the best and we all will miss you.

Love,

Aziz

My Mission (Part 3/11)

Summary: Being Tony’s niece and being the main tech builder of the Avengers is great - you love your team, and you’d do anything for them. And when Steve returns, bringing his ex-HYDRA assassin friend along with him, you might just end up doing anything for Bucky, too.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: ~2500

Warnings: Language, more hella sad!Bucky (more so in this part), mention of blood & injury

A/N: I love you all - stick with me! Hope you enjoy this part :D

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