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another fucking ryden masterpost

ok i know we have a lot already but not many are ~complete~ enough ot have been updated recently so yeah! here we go………………………

so as we all know, ryan has a questionable livejournal that he used before panic really became famous. there’s not a whole lot of ryden related stuff in that, but there is some cute stuff 

“duuuuuuuuuuuuuuude write about how… wait, nvm. i suck at this. i suck at life. psh, YOU suck. I HATE YOU! haha you know i love ya’ baby! wednesday. practice. be there or be…GAY!” honestly early 2000′s brendon is a treasure.

and another cute post from his lj (that I dont have the screencap for)

“I love my 3 friends to death. we are going to move out and see the country together playing music. I know it.”
ryan on august 8th. 2004.

well he was right!! because soon after Pete Wentz contacted them to try to sign them. you can read the conversation here but here’s the best part:

Pete Wentz (7:48:06 PM): You guys look good. The chicks gonna be swooning?
Ryan Ross (7:48:38 PM): once we get a keyboard player who can do all of the sampling we want to do it will be alot better too. its like we know how we want to sound, but just finding the right way to do it i guess is what we are working on.
Ryan Ross (7:48:40 PM): hahaha
Ryan Ross (7:48:51 PM): i dont know man, we look alright i guess
Ryan Ross (7:48:57 PM): we look young
Pete Wentz (7:49:42 PM): Youngs not abd at all
Pete Wentz (7:49:47 PM): How does the singiner look
Ryan Ross (7:50:05 PM): dead sexy.
Ryan Ross (7:50:41 PM): he’s no pete wentz. but still

So now, we move to 2006. this is where ryden becomes real as hell.

Ryan and Brendon both were dating scene queens (you can see my posts of Brendon and Audrey here and Ryan and Jac here)

The relationships didn’t last too long, and after the couples split the girls both claimed the boys to to be gay together.

There is also a supposedly leaked conversation between the girls where they again claim that R&B (lol) are gay together.

slamcrashp33n: Hi. How big/small is brendon uries penis.
twiggofviolence: About 4.5 hard
twiggofviolence: I feel bad for him
slamcrashp33n: Dude me too.
twiggofviolence: Lets not start humilating rumors for him?
slamcrashp33n: Ahhahaha no way dude.
twiggofviolence: I trust u
slamcrashp33n: No. I trust youuuuu
twiggofviolence: he always wanted to have butt sex I think he might be
twiggofviolence: I wouldn’t let him though
twiggofviolence: That’s gnarly
slamcrashp33n: dude fuck yeah. Don’t let him do the flipover on you.
twiggofviolence: Fuck no
slamcrashp33n: Fuck yeah.
twiggofviolence: Him and ryan probably do now
twiggofviolence: I honestly think there’s something goin on
slamcrashp33n: Dude I’ve been calling that shit from the beginniing
slamcrashp33n: No one believes me!
twiggofviolence: Me too whenever I was on tour I’d wake up and they
would be sitting in the lounge together alone at like 7am
slamcrashp33n: That’s shady as shit. Did you call him on it back then?
twiggofviolence: Yeah he said there just “best friends” but he’d rather
sleep with ryan in the lounge then me sometimes in his bed
twiggofviolence: Go figure
twiggofviolence: I just thought he couldn’t sleep on the bus but now I’m
like wow..
slamcrashp33n: dude I always thought he used you as a cover up.
twiggofviolence: I wouldn’t be surpised
twiggofviolence: Honestly haha
slamcrashp33n: Wow that’s some traumatizing shit.
slamcrashp33n: Yo do you have a british accent?
twiggofviolence: Haha sucks for him more I’d hate to be fmaous and try
and hide that I’m gay
twiggofviolence: Nah
slamcrashp33n: Dude if he’s gay then he should be proud. Wellll all of
his 11 yr old followers wouldn’t be fans anymore so I guess I see why he
hies it
slamcrashp33n: Hidesss
twiggofviolence: Haha yeha he’s probaly embaressed since all him fans
are so younge they would be confused
slamcrashp33n: They probably wouldn’t even know what gay was
twiggofviolence: True
slamcrashp33n: Dude jac didn’t answer when I asked her about ryan. Do
you know?
twiggofviolence: Hahaha nope no clue
slamcrashp33n: I bet brendon knows hahhaa
twiggofviolence: Oh duh
slamcrashp33n: Okay I’m off. Thanks for the info.
twiggofviolence: Have fun tell everyone u know
twiggofviolence: Haha
slamcrashp33n: Hhhahah yeah I figured you didn’t really care about
humiliating rumors

so that brings us to the most important event in recorded history ever! summer of 2006! 

First off, a ridiculously important interview Greta Salpeter from the Hush Sound did after they toured with panic:

Q: Tell us about your craziest touring experience.

On the 2006 Panic Tour, we played the House of Blues in Myrtle Beach [JUNE 24TH]. After the show, most of the bands and crew walked a mile to the beach and, having not brought our swimsuits, decided to swim in underwear or totally nude. Bob and I opted to skinny dip and, at one point, he was trying to get back to the shore but the waves were crashing over him and he was gasping for breath. I yelled to him, ‘Bob, are you going to live? As much as I want to help you, we are both naked so I can’t.’ (Would have been far too awkward). Thankfully, he survived in one glorious piece. 

The next night, Ryan made this infamous entry on his livejournal:

6-25-06 01:21:28 PDT - (No Subject)

The moon bred new Atlantic life tonight.the salt burned you right out of my eyes.and secrets we’re not proud of were taken with the tide. We were all newborns with blurred vision and no sense of direction.

Today I saw cancer, cigarettes and shortness of breath.
this is why I walk to the ocean.swim with jellyfish.I may never get this chance again.
this is why if you want to kiss you should kiss.
If you want to cry you should cry, and
if you want to live you should live.
You don’t have to love me. You already did. At least enough to keep me smiling from South Carolina to Virginia.it’s for lovers (orjustfriends)
This is why I do it.

Then Dream, one of the dancers who was on tour with them at the time, also wrote this in her journal:

June 24th, 2006
It’s our last night in Florida and let me tell you… this finally turned into a crazy rock tour… lots of shenanigans happened tonight… but I’ll save this story for the memoirs! Every night I stand on stage and tell the crowd that Brendon is a virgin… let’s just put it this way… it ain’t true!!!!

(Here’s a cute video where Brendon looks good as hell and Ryan says he’s no longer a virgin)

Then, the end of summer. Panic play an iconic show at the MTV VMAs at the end of August (a video for anyone who hasn’t seen.) This is where Ryan meets Keltie who becomes his girlfriend for a while.

2007 comes and passes and not a lot happens, as they were away (fucking) in a cabin and writing Pretty. Odd. However, something important did happen!! 

Ryan’s 21st birthday. His party was in New York City

Brendon wasn’t in NYC at the time, he was in rainy Seattle (important!!!). After the party, Ryan flew out to Seattle (apparently not warming Keltie). 

*scooby doo villain voice* and he would’ve gotten away with it too if it wasn’t for those darn fan pics!

(I couldn’t find the original picture I’m sorry to whoever this fan, this hero is)

This event is believed to be the inspiration to Northern Downpour (Seattle is rainy and in the north… ryden is real) The song also had the lyrics,

I missed your skin when you were east,

You clicked your heels and wished for me.

Ryan was in the east coast….. anyway………

finally, 2008. Good year for ryden.

First off, here’s something from on Dylan Urie’s (Brendon and Shane’s dog) myspace:

Aug 11, 2008 7:33 PM
Subject:  awaking from summer dreams is never easy,  
Body:  but being awoken makes it so much worse.

as summer comes to an end we lose and gain so much.
summer lovers become part time lovers, then slowly fade to just a simple memory.
maybe it’s not so simple to some of us, though.
maybe we can’t just forget at the first leaf of autumn.
maybe we remember every detail until our last breath of air.
maybe we really aren’t okay when asked.
maybe we’re holding on, as we watch them let go.

sometimes, it is quite apparent that our “significant other” doesn’t feel the same.
we deal, because we know that there has to be something there.

a twinkle in an eye. a shock when we kiss. whatever it is, it’s there.
and maybe one day they’ll notice it too.

you know, i’ve never really liked days off.
they make me think too much.

it’s time to start loving to live, not living to love.
we can only give so much without anything in return.

this was pretty much just something i completely made up because i wanted to say i had a totally awesome summer.
then again, maybe it’s not so fictional for most of us after all?
summer’s almost over kiddos.
time to get back to filling those brains of yours’ with knowledge or maybe just nonsense with a degree.

stay smart,

You’ll start to notice that in several of both Ryan and Brendon’s lyrics (even now), they repeatedly refer to “living in a dream” or things along that line. (if you look back to the poem posted on Dylan’s myspace, the subject line reads “awaking from summer dreams are never easy.”)

Finally, in March 2008, Pretty. Odd. is released. the most important album of all time. The album had repeated references to the ocean (where ryden supposedly has sex), the summer, and dreams.

Northern Downpour “we should feed our jewelry to the sea
When the Day Met the Night. “in the middle of summer”
Behind the Sea (self explanatory)
Folkin’ Around “Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two Where summers lasted longer than Longer than we do”
She Had the World “Throwing a line out to sea To see if I can catch a dream”
From a Mountain in the Middle of the Cabins “Watch love get strangled by a kite’s cold strings Fall comes early and summer leaves As a storm with the car keys”
She’s a Handsome Woman “Reverie” is another word for dream.
Northern Downpour “If all our life is but a dream”
Behind the Sea “A daydream spills from my corked head”
She Had the World “Throwing a line out to sea to see if I can catch a dream

Also something I noticed as I was looking through these lyrics (I noticed a lot but this is the only one where I’m not reaching too hard) in That Green Gentleman, these are the lyrics:

Little deaths in musical beds.
So it seems I’m someone I’ve never met.

You will only hear these elegant crimes,
Fall on your ears from criminal dimes.
They spill unfound from a pretty mouth. 

The word for orgasm is French translates into “little death.” I interperet the second verse to talking about when Jac and Audrey revealed Ryden, but thats just me.

Another thing that becomes important is references to the sun/moon. Most people consider Brendon to be the sun and Ryan to be the moon. Even today they still talk about this.

Also, there is many instances of Pretty. Odd. lyrics referencing a gay poet, Arthur Rimbaud.

Mas as Rabbits: We must reinvent love.

AR: I don’t like women, love must be reinvented, that’s for certain.

She’s a Hansome Woman: I wasn’t born to be a skeleton

AR: I wasn’t born to be a skeleton.

Behins the Sea: Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to God.

AR: Does he talk to God? Perhaps I myself should go talk to God.

Mad as Rabbits:  Preached the devil in the belfry

Also, just for bonus, I added in two of my fave ryden pictures of all time…..

in which ryans shirt button gets fucked up and Brendon’s shirt comes off… anyway….. here’s another picture (I’m trying to keep this as picture-free as possible because I know it makes it super hard on mobile users)

I am loving Ryan’s Brendon bracelet!

Another random thing: Spencer and Jon did an interview with out.com and had this to say:

Walker: And what’s the problem if Ryan and Brendon were actually dating, you know? There’s not really any problem with that.
Smith: Because they might be.

So now, 2009. The end of Ryden. 

Ryan and Jon left in July and there’s no more ryden. Now, we just have to use songs released by everyone’s side projects to get our Ryden fix (and there is so much……….)

The Young Veins (2010)

CAPE TOWN!: You asked me if I meant everything I said that night, I didn’t./I loved you, I left you, I lost you in Cape Town. (also: the last pre-split panic show was in Cape Town)

Maybe I Will, Maybe I Won’t:  Will you come visit me, finally finding sleep, we’ll swim around in dreams, stay afloat

Everyone But You:  She comes to me when I dream, I’m tired of counting sheep to see her, I sleep because I need her.

Dangerous Blues:  All I do is lie by the ocean side/Even the tide gets high at night.

Lie to the Truth: I know I broke your heart, mine is broken too. Now if we’re even, why are we both blue?

Panic! at the Disco


Memories:  When they decided they would try to make it on their own/When July became December, their affection fought the cold. But they couldn’t quite remember, what inspired them to go.

Trade Mistakes:  I may never sleep tonight as long as you’re still burning bright. If I could trade mistakes for sheep, count me away before you sleep. I’ll stay awake till I trade my mistakes or they fade away.

The Calender (confirmed to be about the split):  Put another X on the calendar, summer’s on its deathbed. There is simply nothing worse than knowing how it ends. And I meant everything I said that night. (last lyrics is a response to Cape Town)

Nearly Witches:  Matching set of marching clocks, the slumbering apparitions that they’ve come to wake up. (clearly referencing behind the sea)


Vegas Lights:  Oh, if you only knew what we’ve been up to, I guarantee you’d keep it secret. So give it to me now, we’re lost in a dream now


Hallelujah:  The time for being sad is over and you miss him like you miss no other, and being blue is better than being over it. (a response to Ryan’s question in Lie to the Truth)

Ryan Ross (2014)

Where I Belong: I know I should’ve never left, I’d gotten tired of being buried.

Lonely Moonlight: I’m not even going to decipher this the name is enough

So that’s the gist of it! I made this whole thing in five hours and by the time I finished it was 2am so forgive my typos. ryden is real

I Can’t Save Her: Part 32

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Angst, References of Death

Catch Up Here

Word Count: 1251

Summary: You have been with the Avengers for three years and during that time you have developed a close friendship with Bucky. When you discover another woman in Bucky’s room you begin to question what your true feelings are for him.

Author’s Notes: If you were hoping things would get better after part 31… well… you’re going to be disappointed. DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT READ PART 31 – MAJOR SPOILERS.

Originally posted by theperkybuttofrdj

Originally posted by heartbreakhur

There is nothing beautiful about inching your way towards death. When it is slow – we call it life. When it is quick – we call it sickness or an emergency. The reality is – we all die – even the heroes. If we’re lucky we get the happy ending – the normal life – for a few years before… but more times than not we run to death with open arms, because you can only protect so much before sacrificing yourself. As I stared into the darkness I knew I wasn’t dead yet. There was still a little spark left in me, but I was so tired… I longed for it to end. I just wanted to float into oblivion.

“Just let it end,” I whispered into the void.

“What end?” I heard a familiar voice as I felt a warmth presence envelope my hand. I suddenly became aware of the sound of machinery near me as I fought to open my eyes. I was being pulled out of the fog and darkness and back into the world. I blinked several times before recognizing the person sitting beside me.

“Tony?” I croaked softly as my eyes adjusted to the light. I was becoming increasingly aware of the pain that throbbed in my stomach and arm. “Where… where am I?” I asked. I couldn’t remember much of what had led me to being here.

“You’re at Clint’s. We set up a quasi-medical room in one of his extra bedrooms. You’re safe,” Tony added with a soft squeeze of my hand.

Scenes of blood and screams flashed through my mind. I couldn’t remember what was real and what were dreams anymore. “What…what happened to me?” I asked as my eyes flitted to my bandaged abdomen. I struggled to sit up before the fiery pain overtook me and my head fell helplessly back onto the pillow.

“Take it easy, kid. You’ve lost a lot of blood. You were attacked on your way into the courthouse,” Tony answered hesitantly. His answer gripped inside of me as I felt myself starting to shake. Bits and pieces of my memories were slowly starting to surface.

“Where is Steve?” I asked frantically, bolting upright despite the crippling pain.

“Y/N! You need to lay back down… you can’t…”

“Where is Steve?!” I demanded again as my vision clouded with tears. I wasn’t sure which pain was worse – the physical pain or the pain of knowing what Tony would say next.

Tony sighed sadly as he gently helped me lay back down. “He didn’t…” his voice cracked as his eyes glistened with tears. “He didn’t make it.” I bit the inside of my cheek to stifle my cry as tears pricked at my eyes. It hurt to cry – it hurt to do breathe, and all the pain reminded me of was the fact that I was alive and Steve was dead. Tony gently wiped the tears away. “You need to rest, kid. You need to heal. F.R.I.D.A.Y. call in the doctor to see if it’s time for Y/N’s medication. Please let him know that she is awake.” Tony proceeded to stand up and walk to the doors.

“Tony?” I whispered through tears as he turned to look at me with his hand on the doorknob.

“Yeah, kid?”

“You should have let me die,” I whispered before closing my eyes and praying that I would fall back into oblivion.

“Tony?” I asked tiredly as I forced my eyes to open slowly.

“Yeah kid?” he answered wearily. It had been a few days since I had woken up the first time. Before that I had been asleep for three days. Even now I fought to maintain consciousness. As desperately as I hated being awake I just as desperately held onto it until I couldn’t anymore. I needed to know what happened. I needed to know why two of the people I loved were not there with me.

“Steve… he’s,” I muttered tiredly. I could tell by Tony’s tired sigh that I repeated this like a mantra every time I woke. “He’s dead, isn’t he?” I asked quietly.

“Yes – yes, he is,” Tony answered just as quietly.

“Where’s Bucky?” I asked through tears. I hadn’t ever managed to verbalize this question before. I couldn’t deal with the pain of losing Steve alone.

Tony’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Y/N, I need to tell you something, but first you have to promise me something,” he whispered as his thumb traced the veins on the back of my hand.

“What?” I asked wearily. I felt like I couldn’t promise anything – not honestly.

“No matter what happens next you have to promise me you won’t give up kid. You’re part of our…. You’re part of my family, and I’ve lost enough family for a lifetime. Deal?” he asked as his eyes gleamed with tears.

It was as I looked into Tony’s eyes and saw the deep sorrow that he usually hid so well that I understood. This wasn’t about me anymore. I could give up – I could never get out of this bed again. It would be the easiest option. It would be the most selfish. I looked at Tony and I saw a man that had lost more than one family – a man living through his past trauma, but trying his best to be strong for those that were still here. I looked into his eyes and I knew I had to make that promise, and I had to honor it. “I promise,” I whispered as a tear slid down my cheek. Tony cleared his throat uncomfortably as he shifted his eyes away from me. The anxiety that followed his movements was almost crippling. “Please – just tell me.”

“Fury kept his promise. Barnes was in D.C. at the time of the attack. Of course, if we had known you were going to be attacked… well it may have been better if he had been here,” Tony sighed to himself as he hung his head in his hands.

“What?” I managed to choke out. I could feel the hysteria trying to desperately claw its way out of me. I was afraid if it broke free I would never be able to control it again. “Tony, what?” I demanded impatiently.

Tony looked up at me again and grimaced. “Everyone thinks you’re dead,” he explained matter-of-factly.

“Excuse me?” I asked in alarm as I struggled to sit up. Tony’s firm hand on my shoulder prevented me from getting far.

“Y/N, we don’t know who is responsible for this attack, and we don’t know if they were targeting you or Steve,” Tony tried to explain calmly.

“You don’t know? You don’t fucking know? Are you kidding me Tony? You know exactly who is responsible! You know they were going after me! Where the fuck is Bucky?!” I yelled frantically. In my mind I could see Bucky – alone – thinking the two people he cared about the most were dead.

“Barnes is M.I.A. Fury is doing everything he can to find him, but it’s like he’s vanished into thin air after the attack. We think that there’s a possibility…” Tony’s words halted as his face contorted with pain.

“What? There’s a possibility that what?” I demanded.

“There’s a possibility that Bucky could have been involved,” Tony replied.

And just like that – my hysteria burst through every defense I had and I floated into a dark cloud of misery. I never thought I would long for the feeling of inching towards my demise – God, I was wrong.


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AU where Bitty is in the NHL

this could go one of two ways.
1. bitty went to samwell with Jack, they still got together, Bitty gets scouted and recruited to: not the Falconers.<
-imagine jack and bits playing against each other
-but jack never checks him, not even if theyre fighting, not even if he’s losing (bitty cant check him bc hes smol but whatever)
-they keep hockey and their relationship separate, and also secret, but think about the playful competition
-jack takes hockey super seriously ofc but bitty helps him realize that hockey is meant to be fun too gd jack u robot
-both of them work at not passing the puck to each other bc they arent on the same team
-but, about that secret relationship
-bitty isnt super closeted. he has a vlog, he has twitter, the only ppl that dont know he’s gay are his parents but lmao they def know bitty is terrible at hiding it, but thats another story
-so, the press, uh, addresses bittys sexuality by putting together a montage of the vlog and links to the vlog and if they werent basically outing him the video would be cute as shit bc its bitty
-but, really, bitty never wanted to be closeted, and he never really hid it anyway. he talks to his parents, he talks to jack, and heres the plan.
-bitty comes out, but he’s so southern about it. like the press says something to him and bitty’s just “oh, y'all didnt know that?”
-so, bittys the first gay NHL player
-but lets talk about jack
-lets say, falconers v bittys team (whatever team he’s on is in new england. wherever bits and jack live is between their home stadiums) and maybe theres a falconer thats kinda a dick and a homophobe. jack isnt out, and its never come up before, but this guy (lets call him Dick) is a DICK. and he says something to bitty, maybe after checking him really hard, and jack just loses it.
-maybe jack is close by and he heard what dick said, and hes livid okay. this guy was sort of his friend, his teammate, and then theres bitty who’s crumpled on the ice and jack and bits make eye contact and bitty looks so shaken and broken and jack. just. loses. it.
-jack fights his own teammate on the ice. he gets dick’s helmet off and his own gloves off and doesnt stop until he can barely recognize the other guys face, because of all the blood, this dick who he thought was his friend, and someone is pulling him away, maybe half the falconers are pulling him away
-maybe its tater thats pulling jack away, jack whos still struggling to get back out there not to keep wailing on dick but to see if bitty is okay because he’s honestly over the anger (okay, maybe not 100% but hes more concerned with bits atm)
-but tater drags him to the showers and forces him under cold water like they do in all the sports movies when shit gets real and athletes be crazy
-fun fact: tater is like jacks bff second to shitty. but he doesnt know about jack and bits.
-and jack is so quiet that tater barely hears him when he asks what the hell happened out there. jacks tells tater that Dick just assaulted jacks boyfriend.
-and tater says. “alright. we kill him. but not on ice, too many camera”
-and jack laughs. tater laughs. jack is still shaking and ofc hes cold but hes calm now.
-hes calm when georgia comes around and his managers come around and he says hes doing press. and they are like “no. not happening” until jack singles out george and is like “i have something to say.” (george knows abt jack and bits so she thinks hes going to come out, but hes not) so he and george have a quiet convo about what he wants to say and george approves it and the managers/coaches are like wtf why are u letting this happen.
-jack does press. his knuckles are shredded and hes got paper towels wrapped around them and theres a bit of blood still but hes smiling.
-jack says ‘bittle is my friend. even if he werent i would not tolerate homophobia on my team’ (jack could be cap or not but anyway)
-press wants to know why its such a strong reaction, dicks face is wrecked, yadda yadda.
-‘bittle is my best friend’ jack says. cue chuckles from the press. somewhere in harvard shitty clutches his chest and screams 'ET TU, JACK?’ (he gets looks but when does he not)
-bitty is being checked out by the docs (hes all good) and is asked what he thinks about jacks reaction. bits is like 'it was stupid of him but nonetheless, i will make him a pie’
-jack gets a fine and a suspension (and a pie) dick gets a bigger fine and a longer suspension and has to make an official apology and go to sensitivity training.
-bitty scolds jack for being wreckless, he could have gotten hurt, maybe outed. and jack is like “i dont care what happens to me i care about you” and they make sweet sweet love and maybe, jack is thinking about coming out
-followers of bittys vlog (which he still does!!) make gifs of dick getting beat up, photoshop pies splattering on his head.
-and then, well, suddenly people are more interested in the bittle/zimmerman 'friendship’
-bittys vlog gets hits. not the new videos when hes in the nhl. the old ones. the samwell ones. especially the outtakes bits posted where a certain canadian pops up here and there
-articles about the two year period where jack and bits were on the same line at samwell. next game bitty is in he gets put on press. 'so, jacks your best friend’ 'id say so’ 'and youre gay’ 'yes’ 'is jack?’ and bits is so clever, and this is the chirp that goes down in hockey legend “jack is hockeysexual”
-(somewhere in the world, the smh crew are d y i n g of laughter. jack gets a million chick emojis in texts.)
-ofc the press are kind of dumb. 'hockeysexual?’ 'yeah,’ says bits 'he likes hockey.’ (later on jack is going to make a show of writing hockey on a post it and sticking it to bitty right after they have sex. bitty snaps a photo and saves it to post on insta later on…. much later)
-in the meantime jack and george are talking about uh, things, and she says that now might be a good time with all the positive media attention (theres negative media too about how jack shouldnt kick the shit out of his own team but mostly the press is ecstatic about fighting homophobia and the 'incredible bromance between players on different teams’ 'bromeo and dudeliet’–ransom and holster INSIST on being called bromeo and dudeliet)
-but jack isnt ready. no, hes ready to come out. he just has to do something first.
-before jack plays again, he proposes. (dont ask me how bc im a SAP and if i get started on a proposal story i wont stop.) but anyway bits says yes. and then a little bit later jack says hes going to come out but he wont tell bitty how, he just tells him to be ready for it.
-and uh, bitty has an away game while jack has a home game. and jack does press. and bittys on the team bus on the way to the stadium when suddenly his team starts whispering and glancing at him until finally theyre at the stadium and off the bus and his team dog piles him and congratulates him and bittys like ??? and suddenly theres a phone in front of him with a video
-and its jack doing press.
-the press (as they have been doing) try and get jack to address the rumors that he and bits are more than bffs, to which jack says
-'im not going to tell yall that hes my boyfriend’ (those in the know notice the yall. it becomes half the smh’s text tones for jack)
-the press murmurs dissapointedly but jack smiles and says 'because he’s my fiance’
-and bitty calls jack immediately and scolds him a bit, and tells him he loves him but 'dangit jack im about to play’ and jack is just like 'sorry not sorry’
-and bittys team wins. do a lot of the stadium know hes engaged to jack? yes. is there a little hate speech thrown at him? yes, like usual. one drunk guy gets his attention and says something like 'im not a gay but zimmy has an ass you can bounce a quarter off congrats dude!’ (bitty will always be suspicious that it was actually shitty in disguise)
-and bits. he does press. one guess as to what the press asks him about. 'no we havent set a date. no, our relationship has never affected the game–okay maybe the once but thats dicks fault. we ve been together since i was 20. no, the only time i try to win games for jack is when im playing against jack" cue chuckles.
-shitty and tater fight for best-manship. lardo is uncontested for bittys best man. there are a lot of smh hockey players in the wedding party.
-there is a lot of talk about how ppl think jack or bitty are going to be compromised by each other, that they shouldnt get to play for the sake of the sport. its a cheap way to disguise homophobia, and jack calls them out on it. bitty is just… 'bless their heearts’ and pulls a knife
-jack is suddenly appearing on bittys vlog more.
-also people are kind of irked that they didnt realize jack and bits live in the smae house. because at some point pre-coming out there have been 'welcome to the team’ fluff pieces where rookies show people around their houses and talj about what they like. first jack had one and then bitty. in the same house. these fuckers. YALL ARE NOT SUBTLE. (this is also how bitty vlog gets popular while hes a nhl star. bc he talks about his vlog. a lot.)
-cut to married zimbits. jack and bits drive to a game together, where theyre going to play each other, and the press paps them sharing a goodbye kiss before going to separate locker rooms.
-theres talk of maybe it would be best if jack or bitty get traded so theyre on the same team? which, that doesnt seem too bad to bits and jack. but. they have contracts. and they kind of like playing against each other. and it takes more than one player for a team yadda yadda jack and bits arent winning/losing alone
-years down the road bitty is a free agent (or whatever i dont really know that much about sports okay) and theyre both falconers players. bc bittys other option was to move to frickin canada (or vegas lmao could u imagine. with parson. poor jack) and also bc jack and bitty play so well together.
-lets end this story with the managers of the falconers face palming SO HARD bc bits makes jack a better player, jack makes bits a better player. the falcs had a chance to get bitty and they didnt bc idk, they had jack from samwell or maybe they compared him to jack tok much or maybe they couldnt compete with whatever bittys team offered to pay. and now they see what they could have had for years now and oh my god. side note- bittys got a stanley cup, jacks got a stanely cup, and now that theyre on the same team theyre gonna get another stanley cup.
-fear the stanely cup winning gay hockey power couple

but yeah. bitty in the nhl.

gdesertsand  asked:

• Lovino and Antonio only know each other as fanfiction writers and not in real life. They were friends as writers but strangers in reality. So how things will go if one day Antonio catch a glimpse of what his favorite customer (he is a waiter in a café) writing about and it turns out it is the new chapter of his friend’s ongoing story? (Thank you again!)

This is essentially a text-fic! I didn’t know they could be so hard to write, but they are, man. With all that formatting. *Shudder*. But it was still fun and I’ve been meaning to write a text fic for AGES. 

tomato-turtles: Antonio
lovirage: Lovino
actual-prussian-badass: Gilbert
fancy-fucking-francis: Francis
actualsunshine: Feliciano

EDIT: I forgot to add, for the sake of this fic, let’s assume the two are writers in the Harry Potter fandom, mostly because Harry Potter is a well-known universe and it won’t confuse anyone. Also, let’s assume that they’re both Remus/Sirius shippers, because that pairing is cool. 

Antonio always dropped in his customary ‘good morning’ in the Tumblr chat. Lovi used to get super annoyed initially, but now he just played along. Antonio suspected Lovi looked forward to his good mornings. 

tomato-turtles: hi lovi!! how are ya

lovirage: hey tt. 

He always called Antonio ‘tt’, short for Tomato Turtles: his name on AO3, fanfiction.net, and of course, Tumblr. 

tomato-turtles: i reread your new chapter after you told me you were worried about it
tomato-turtles: and it’s so cute!! really youre such a good writer <3 

lovirage: thanks. 

tomato-turtles: why were you so worried about it anyway

lovirage: i got a fucking flame comment saying i needed to get hit by a bus and stop writing 

tomato-turtles: WHAT NO 
tomato-turtles: WHO IS THIS 

lovirage: relax tt. i don’t really care, i deleted the review
but it still made me worried that maybe the new update for my fic sucked

tomato-turtles: IT DOES NOT. IT’S SO CUTE

lovirage: good to know
lovirage: hows your morning going

tomato-turtles: mmh the same really. getting ready for work
tomato-turtles: im putting in a couple of extra hours this week because i want to go on a roadtrip with gil and francis over the weekend

lovirage: these friends of yours, they seem crazy. theyre the same ones that got drunk and spray painted moustaches onto every fashion hoarding they could reach?                                                                                                           

tomato-turtles: they never got caught for that lol
tomato-turtles: what are you gonna be doing today? 

lovirage: idk it’s a saturday so i’ll probably just sleep some more
lovirage: maybe write the new update

tomato-turtles: A NEW UPDATE ALREADY? YAYYYYYY!!!!!!!

lovirage: calm down tt 
lovirage: i’m just keen to add a plot twist

tomato-turtles: oh god no

lovirage: what?

tomato-turtles: your “plot twists” always involve someone dying 

lovirage: that is not true


 lovirage: BUT I CURED HIM


lovirage: *sends gif with evil laugh*
lovirage: …and my cute fic is going to become…dark

tomato-turtles: ughhhhh i hate you

lovirage: really now? 

tomato-turtles: ok no i love you tbh but like
tomato-turtles: can you let my children live in peace

lovirage: HELLO EXCUSE ME, but YOU wrote that fic “SPEAKING OF SUNFLOWERS” and you fucking tortured remus with crucio until he lost his mind and I was screaming and crying 

tomato-turtles: we write such dark fics
tomato-turtles: we should collab on something funny!! fluffy!! 

lovirage: good idea. maybe soon

tomato-turtles: anyway i gotta go to work! bye lovi have a nice day :D <3

lovirage: bye tt 

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Pax West : Crankgameplays X Reader

Request : nope just started writing
Fandom : youtube / Crankgameplays X Reader
Gender : i wrote it at female but i can redo it as male or no gender if needed
Warnings : nope! not eve swearing! but a protective eth in part! and failed attempt at fluff

A/N : I decided to write a Ethan X Reader where they are at pax west because i have no requests so i came up with this, its not my best job ever. if you have any thing yo want me to write, tell me it in a ask so im busy over the weekends and when im up late. and sorry if anything is spelt wrong im writing this on a tablet so i will correct my spelling when i am able to get to my computer, i am currently camping so im away from my computer.

Summery : Ethan, the reader and the gang are at paw west, the reader does 2 panels and has a meet and greet to do


Me and and my boyfriend Ethan and our friends, mark, Tyler and jack, we all are going to pax west today! I cant wait! I have two panels im doing, Ethan and mine, and then the group one of Jack, Ethan, Mark, Tyler, Bob, Wade and me. somehow they have room for us all on one panel! we also are doing meet and greets, i have a booth with Ethan, Mark, Tyler and Jack are next to us, then on the other side of me and Ethan was Bob and Wade. My panel with just ethan is before the group panel then we have our meet and greets to do.

on my first panel someone asked “ what is your guys favorite game to play together?” “just me and (Y/N) probally whos your daddy or portal 2” Ethan told the adiunce, i agreed with a head nod. then someone asked “how did you guys meet and when did you start dating?” ethan looked at me so I could answer, “i have been friends with tyler and mark for a very long time, so I meet ethan when mark did, its not that interesting of a story, and we started dating a while before ethan moved to LA" I answered “ya i was the first to say i liked her, she said i like you too, so we started dating not to intresting” ethan added.

On the second panel mark was in the middle then jack then wade then bob on his right, then ethan then me then tyler on his left. we did a lot of improve games, it was so much fun! i also have loved doing panels, i loved seeing everyone, thats why i adore meet and greets. when it was question time we took turns asking te questions off the screens on the sides. “sleepover time again who do you cuddle?” tyler asked reading it off the screen. “im going with jack again” bob answered. “ya jack” wade answered next. “im going with either mark or (Y/N), both of their hair is fluffy again like a pillow” jack said, that earned a dirty look from ethan. “ya jack or (Y/N) is my answer” mark said looking at ethan, ethan gave them both dirty looks then turned to me and but his arm around my shoulder. “im obvisly pick (Y/N), shes my girlfriend!” ethan said looking back at the other boys. “this is hard i cant pick” i said, ethan turned his head towards me with his mouth hung open. “how is it hard?!” he asked surprised. “well because i like cudding with you” i replied jesturing at ethan, “but jack has that cute accent and mark has amazing hair” “i have amazing hair too!” “ok fine i pick eth” i was just joking the whole time, of course i would pick my eth! “im going with mark or (Y/N) on this one, i know them both best” tyler then said, he knew mark and i the best out of all of us, since he knew us both since school. bobs turn to ask the question. “who has the best fashion sense?” he read from the screen. everyone said me, i said jack, his outfits were always the best.

after our panel we went to our meet and greet tables, and sat down. so many people came! some poeple asked some questions we were happy to answer. we gave out autographs and took pictures with everyone. we meet some smaller youtubers so we put them in our vlog with their permission. it was so much fun! me and ethan had so much fun meeting everyone.

when a boy would look at me the whole Ethan would imedeantly put his arm around my waist to show i was his, the only boys he didnt care about looking at me is mark, tyler, bob, wade, and jack. Ethan is very protective of me, he always had a eye on me just incase something happened , and because he loved looking at me, he has said that everytime i cought him staring or looking at me. when he had the chance he would kiss me on my forehead, cheeks, or lips, sometimes i even got it on film, he would blush when he noticed i had my camrea rolling.

throught out the whole day i vlogged so it could go on my daily vlogging channel, i am known for my gaming/challenge channel, but i also did a daily vlog channel. ethan would get flustured when i would just pull out my camrea and start filmimg, some how he is not use to it yet, even tho we have been living together since december (A/N : i think thats when he moved out to LA). jack got excited when i vlogged, not sure why but he just did. wade and bob just looked at me weird. and tyler and mark would act normal. thats what i love about my friends, they always act like themselfs even when a camrea is on them, they dont act any diffrent.

today was amazing! i love going to conventions!


A/N : Sorry didnt know how to end this, i tried to add some fluff but failed :( plz dont forget to send requests i will be on tumblr till Monday non stop, so i have time to write. im trying to write more so i need ideas! if you liked this dont forget to like and follow so you can read more things i write! love you all bye!

Do you remember ?

Kai Parker x Reader
word count
: 3 369
summary : Kai and Reader break up and their post break up relationship is rocky until they find a way back to each other.
*not my gifs


There he is again , walking into the Whitmore bar with his hands wrapped around yet another girl. she thought.
Y/N was sitting with Stefan , doing their daily studying. He had agreed to help her with history since he had lived through some of it and by now she was absolutely sure Kai was doing this on purpose. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from them , the way he leaned in to whisper something in her ear making her giggle …
Stefan followed her gaze , turning around to look at what she was starring.
“Are you OK ? We can go if you want..” asked Stefan , reaching to touch her hand across the table. “I am sure Damon wouldn’t mind if I help you with your studies at the house…”
“No. No , it’s fine.” she said forcing her gaze away from her x-boyfriend and his new toy. “Where were we ? Roman empire ?”  She said , pulling out a text book from the pile in front of her.
“Right..” Stefan said , looking at something behind her. Y/N hadn’t even noticed Kai and the girl he had brought with him had sat on the bar already and now Kai was heading towards them. Y/N sighed and started picking up her stuff. “So I guess we are going home ?” Stefan asked.
Y/N nodded slightly.
“Hey guys !” said Kai , unusually chipper. “How’s the studying going ?”
Y/N wouldn’t even look at him , she kept putting books in her bag with Stefan’s help. “It’s going perfect. Everything is absolutely perfect and life is sunshine and rainbows.” she snapped getting up , walking briskly towards the exit.
“What… what did I do ?” Kai asked Stefan confused.
Stefan left some money on the table and glanced at Kai.
“You broke up with her. That’s what.” he said , following Y/N outside. She was already waiting by the car , tears in her eyes.
It was bad enough when Kai had broken up with her , but this? this was just crossing so many lines. He wasn’t even giving her space to get over it , and she knew it wasn’t on purpose - he was knew at emotions , but rubbing it in her face that he is hooking up with other girls was a bit too much for her. Stefan didn’t say a word to her on the way to the Salvatore Boarding house. She got her bag , the handle tearing apart from the heavy books. Y/N sighed and started picking them up.
“I got it.” said Stefan. “You go inside , I’ll be right in.”
“Thanks…” Y/N said with a small smile and pushed the door open. There was no one in the living room , she dropped her jacket and poured herself a glass with bourbon , drinking it all in one gulp, pouring another when someone grabbed her wrist.
“Don’t. This is not going to make things better.”
She looked up , finding Stefan looking at her with concerned expression. A few seconds later she broke into tears and he pulled her into a hug. Y/N had been pushing away the tears and all the feelings for so long , now it was impossible to stop them.
“I hate him , Stefan.” she said between sobs , Stefan stroking her hair trying to comfort her but there was nothing he could do or say that would make it all go away. Part of her wanted to forget she ever loved or even met him , and even as she said she hated him , Y/N knew it wasn’t true. She could never hate him.
“No , you don’t. You are just hurt , it will all pass over time.” Stefan said in a soothing tone.  
Y/N pulled away , wiping a few tears from her cheeks. Stefan was like her big brother , always there for her helping her with everything and in any way possible.
“I thought you were studying .. why is she crying ? Did you get to the part where the Romans -” Damon walked in but a glare from Stefan later he shut up. “Oh-kay. I’ll just grab this bottle right here and leave you to studying.”

Y/N went to wash up in the upstairs bathroom , splashing some cool water on her face washing the tears away. She rested her hands on the sink , starring at her face in the mirror - dark circles under her eyes , her hair was messier than usual and unless she was imagining it , her skin had gotten paler.
“It’s been a month Y/N.” she spoke to herself out loud. “Get over it.”
She closed her eyes , took a deep breath before turning around and walking back downstairs. Damon and Stefan were arguing quietly and looked startled when she walked in. Damon left the room , smirking at her for a second and Stefan didn’t look happy with whatever they had been arguing about.
“Hey … um, is it OK if we reschedule ? I am not sure … that I can focus enough to soak up all this information.” she said smiling nervously , reaching for her bag.
“Yeah yeah of course.” Stefan said , “Do you want me to drive you home ?”
“Um .. no , I think I’ll just walk home. It will give me time to think. Is it OK if I leave some of the books here ? I’ll be carrying them back tomorrow anyways…” she asked , and he just nodded. “What were you and Damon arguing about ?”
“Nothing. Its not important.” he said , walking her out. “Call me when you get home , I want to know you got there safely.”
“Yeah , of course.” she said giving him a hug before leaving.
Y/N put her bag across her shoulder and headed down the road. The Salvatore’s house was a little outside of town which gave her about an hour to think , before she got home. The crunching of her footsteps was the only sound around her for a little while , her brain had someone emptied itself completely and she just kept walking mindlessly down the road.
When Kai had broken up with her about a month ago , he had said it’s for the best .. that she’d be better off without him and that she deserved better than him. Thing is , she didn’t want anyone else , she wanted him , she loved him… and if he was playing games with her , then she’d do the same.
Instead of home she headed towards the Grill. She flirted with one of the guys taking a selfie with him in which she was kissing him and posting it on instagram , making sure Kai would see it.
Two days later , the guy was found dead in the woods … Another animal attack , except Y/N knew better. Part of her felt responsible , the other wondered why Kai cared enough to do something like that.
The next month she tried to move on , but somehow each of the guys had ended up hurt somehow.  She realised the mistake she had made by posting that selfie and didn’t repeat it , but somehow Kai kept turning up where ever she was having a date with someone - the Grill , the park , in the coffee place on the other side of town , each date ending in a disaster so big , the guys never called her again.
Day’s went by and she decided to quit dating altogether.
It was Friday night and Y/N had gone out to the Grill to get a drink.She sat on the bar alone , scrolling through pictures on her phone when one of the guys who had been starring at her since she sat there walked over to her. He was cute , funny and it was kind of nice talking to someone who had no idea who she was. His name was Peter and he had just moved into town. They talked and laughed , had drinks … everything was going fine , for the first time in two months she felt the pain slip away.
“You are so beautiful.” Peter said leaning in to whisper in her ear placing his hand on her thigh , sliding up under her dress.
To Y/N it felt wrong someone else touching her that way , she felt uncomfortable and was just about to pull away when the Peter kissed her.
A split second later her started chocking , his hand reaching for his neck. Y/N looked around , Kai was standing a few meters away from them. She hadn’t even noticed when he had walked in… who knew how long he had been standing there. He got up , taking the bottle that had been standing on the table in front of him and smashed it on the bar, glass shards splashing everywhere. The look in his eyes made her blood freeze - she could see anger burning in them , little devils dancing as he took a step towards Peter grabbed his neck and pushed the crushed bottle onto the guy’s throat.
Y/N grabbed his wrist trying to pull him away.
“Kai , stop !” she screamed. “You don’t have to do this.”
He didn’t appear to be hearing her at all , she cupped his face making him turn around and look at her. “Let him go. I am begging you.”
Kai blinked a few times , faster than normal snapping out of his anger and let go of the guy’s neck , grabbing his shoulders. “Don’t ever touch her again. Leave and forget the little accident that just happened.” he compelled the guy.
Y/N shook her head , a look of disbelief on her face. “Who are you?” she asked , grabbing her jacket , rushing towards the exit. As soon as she was outside , she took a deep breath and ran as fast as she could towards her house , opening the door and slamming it shut with a loud bang , her feet giving in as she slided onto the floor with tears streaming down her face.
Why was Kai even doing that ? He broke up with her… why would he care who she kisses or who wraps their hands around her pulling her close or anything like that ?!

Knock , knock , knock .. came the sounds from the front door. Y/N stopped sobbing , looking confused at the door. Knock , knock , knock , knock … came the sounds again.
“Y/N? Please , I know you are in there. I can hear you breathing.”
It was Kai. He had followed her to her house.
“Go away Kai.” she screamed from the inside. “I dont want you here.”
A few minutes passed in silence and she got up , bringing herself to open the door a little. Kai wasn’t there… he had really left just as she had asked.
In that moment her heart broke all over again. Part of her wanted him gone , the other wanted him to pull her close and tell her everything will be alright. Y/N closed the door , resting her forehead on the door , trying to push away the new wave of tears threatening to roll down her cheeks.
Suddenly someone placed their hands on either side of her , bracing against the door , boxing her in. There was no doubt about who  it was. She could never forget that cologne…Slowly she turned around , coming face to face with Kai who looked just as broken as she felt , she couldn’t bare more than a second looking at him. None of them said a word at first , Y/N refused to meet his eyes  until he gently lifted her chin up forcing her to meet his eyes.
“I’m sorry.” Kai said softly. “ I never should’ve …. I never should’ve broken up with you. It took me seeing you with other guys to realise what a huge mistake I had made…and seeing you tonight with that guy , his hands on your body where they shouldn’t be… where my hands should be… I just lost it.”
Kai took a step away from her , giving her room to walk away if she wanted. Why would she stay ? He had broken her heart , caused her so much pain … she didn’t move.
“You broke a bottle and nearly cut the guy’s head off , Kai.” she raised her voice , she wasn’t even sure how she was able to find her voice after all that had happened. “Yeah , I’d say you definitely lost it. Why would you even care ? YOU broke up with me , not the other way around.”
Kai shifted nervously on his feet starring at the ground not saying a word. He wanted to tell her , he just didn’t know how.
“Right …” Y/N said , opening the door. “Leave , Kai. There is nothing keeping you here.”
She waited one minute , two minutes … the door hanging open , Kai starring at his feet , the silence following was deafening. Finally she decided to drag him outside. The moment she touched him , it was like something came alive in her again and she could see the same reaction in his eyes. He backed her up against the wall , resting his forehead on hers as his hands slided around her waist.
“What are you doing ?” she asked out of breath. Even after all the pain he had caused her , he was still able to get her heart breathing faster than a hummingbird’s and take her breath away just standing close to her.
“You… You are keeping me here , Y/N.” Kai said , his voice so low it was almost a whisper. “I hate seeing you suffer , knowing that it’s my fault … it’s tearing me apart on the inside. I didn’t even knew feelings like these existed.” he said , brushing his nose against hers gently. “Breaking up with you was the biggest mistake of my life…”
Y/N’s heart was about to leap out of her chest , Kai’s words breaking her to pieces only so he can pick them up and put her heart together again. She wanted to forgive him , but she also couldn’t ignore the pain he had caused her.
“Do … do you remember the first time we kissed ?” he asked. “It was at that stupid carnival you dragged me to , we um … we were on top of the ferris wheel and there was this shooting star grazing across the sky.” Kai’s hand stroked her cheek , moving towards the back of her neck tangling his fingers in her hair. “And you pointed it out , jumping so fast you nearly fell down, you turned around towards me wide eyed with this inexplicably bright glow in your eyes , largest smile I’ve ever seen … that’s when I knew I loved you.” he pulled her closer to him. “… and I kissed you and it was like the world finally made sense. Like I had finally found a piece of me that was missing… and then I listened to Damon , who told me how wrong I was for you.. How I’d ruin you and only break your heart…”  Kai kissed her forehead gently.  "In my attempts not to cause you pain , that’s exactly what I ended up doing. I hate myself every day more and more and I’d do anything to get you back , to get you to forgive me… I love you , Y/N. I never stopped…“
Y/N’s lips touched his for the first time in 2 months , it was like lighting a match. The second their lips touched he pulled her closer kissing her deeply.
“I already have…” she said , smiling at him a single tear rolling down her cheek , Kai wiping it away gently. “I never stopped loving you either , Malachai.”
“You really forgive me for all the pain I caused you?” he asked smiling nervously.
“How could I not ?” she smiled. “You just made me fall in love with you all over again….” Kai kissed her again , pulling her closer than ever , leaving no space between them. “Get in the car.” she said suddenly serious.“We are going to visit some friends.”
Y/N took his hand , with the other grabbed her car keys and they got in the car , Kai sitting in the passenger seat.
“Where are we going ?” he asked nervously looking at the speed she was driving the car with. “Slow down , princess… I may be indestructible but you are still human.”
A few moments later Kai found out where they were going. Y/N pulled over at the entrance of the Salvatore Boarding House , nearly knocking the door of its hinges , storming inside like a tornado.
Stefan , Damon and Caroline were sitting in the living room , talking. All three of them turned towards her in shock then in surprise seeing who was with her.
“Stefan … Caroline …” she said as calmly as possible. “I’d like a moment alone with the master manipulator here.” When none of them moved from their seats she added. “It’s not a request. ”
Caroline and Stefan glanced at each other , then at Damon and back at Y/N and Kai hanging near the door and reluctantly left.

“What was that about ?” Caroline asked in a hushed voice.
“Considering who is with her , my guess is … she found out the reason why Kai broke up with her…” Stefan said trailing off , taking Caroline’s hand and heading upstairs. “This will be nuclear…” he muttered.

Y/N crossed her hands on her chest glaring at Damon who was acting like nothing  had happened.
“Do you have anything to say for yourself ?” she demanded , raising her voice with every word. “How dare you mess with my love life and my life in general ? Do you have any idea the pain your actions caused ? Do you even care?”
Y/N was starting to shake with anger. Now it all made sense - that’s what Stefan and Damon had been arguing about that day. Stefan knew … and he didn’t tell her. Did all her friends know what Damon had done ?! Y/N smashed away the glass with bourbon from Damon’s hand , finally getting his attention.
“What do you want me to say , Y/N?” he said. “I don’t like him , I never will and I don’t like him being anywhere near the people I care about.”
“Oh , so you caused me all this world of hurt because you ‘care’ about me ?” Y/N scoffed. “Unbelievable now ‘loving and caring’ you are…” she said with the most sarcastic tone she could muster.
Kai was keeping his distance. He had learned a long time ago not to stand in her way when she is angry. They had that in common.
Y/N looked around the room , quickly grabbing one of the wooden stakes near the fireplace , launching for Damon. Suddenly Kai’s hands were on her waist pulling her away from Damon , snatching the wooden stake from her hand.
“I can’t believe you are making me do this.” Kai muttered. “Never thought I’d be the one stopping you from murdering someone. Calm down , sweetheart.”
Y/N trashed against his grip , begging at him to let go off her. He leaned in whispering in her ear. “It will feel really good for about 5 seconds and then the guilt will cripple you… and that is if he doesn’t get you first.”
Kai’s words seemed to calm her down a little and he let her feet back on the ground. Y/N knew he was right , she wouldn’t be able to handle the guilt.
“Good girl.” Kai whispered noticing Stefan had rushed downstairs. “How about we go home ?”
“No … no , I don’t want to go home.” she said as Kai practically dragged her out of the house , flickering his hand in the air making a couple wooden stakes fly in the air stabbing Damon in various places - the neck , his stomach and his chest , missing his heart by an inch.  Damon cried out in pain and Y/N turned around to see what had happened , a small smile on her face when she saw.
Maybe the pain he was suffering at the moment wasn’t the payback she had wanted but it was enough for now. Kai cupped her face and smashed his lips against hers.
“I am never ever letting you go.” he said opening the car door for her. “Come on … I want to take you somewhere.”
“Where ?” Y/N asked curious. Her anger had died down and was now replaced by the happiness of being back with Kai.
“It’s a surprise.” he said winking at her , driving away.


MASTERLIST March / April 2017



Originally posted by jackandjael

  • first off, yuygeom is a demon
  • jk jk he’s a lil shit but he is a form of spirit and demons are also technically spirits too, tho he isn’t one
  • yugyeom is a… special spirit
  • most spirits are kind of tied to something you know? and the most popular are elemental spirits and whatnot
  • well yugyeom is tied to a messed up ouija board
  • basically, somehow, he is now connected to this damn board and no matter how hard you try, the only spirit you can talk to is him and the only spirit you can summon is him
  • this board is sitting in an antique shop so yugyeom has been kinda dormant for a while
  • but one day, you come in
  • you were dared by your friends to get a ouija board so you could communicate with ghosts
  • if you could make it happen and record the experience, you’d pass
  • you hate your friends now
  • the number one thing you’re scared of is channelling a demon or some malevolent spirit or what the heck ever so knowing that there’s a good chance you will just. damn
  • what’s worse is that they requested you purchase a real one, aka an old one bc apparently that makes it all the more serious i guess
  • when you come into the fourth antique shop that day and spot it, you’re at the register and getting it rung up in record time
  • the little old lady who runs the place is super sweet and mentions how the board had been there since she was a teenager, and that many had bought it but many had taken it back, saying it was faulty
  • of course you’re intrigued and also this is your life on the line so you’re like what??
  • she giggles and is like “its kinda funny but apparently people are only able to communicate with one spirit using this board. i’ve heard he’s harmless but i should warn you, in case you were hoping to speak with your dead grandmother or something”
  • you raise your eyebrow but bid the old woman ado and head off home, ready to get this shit over with
  • at least if the spirit is “friendly” then you have nothing to worry about
  • your family is out so you head up to your room and pull out the board, dropping it onto your bed before you get everything ready, propping your phone up to record you as you begin
  • You do everything you’re supposed to, and then you go, “is anyone there?”
  • you’re expecting the planchette to move or better yet do nothing, so hopefully you can get this over with
  • and then
  • poof
  • you scream when a (admittedly handsome) teenage boy suddenly appears before you, legs crossed and his face in his palm as his eyes stay closed 
  • once you’ve finished screaming, the boy slowly opens his eyes and murmurs, “hey”
  • you’re not sure what to say
  • this is the only spirit you can talk to? dont the spirits usually stay in the board and talk through that? why did it appear in front of you like this, and bored looking nonetheless?
  • you blink for a bit, unsure of what to do next when the spirit sighs “if you’re not gonna ask me any questions, can you end the session? i was having a good dream”
  • “spirits dream?” you ask him, and his eyes rise to lock with yours before he shrugs “something like that. any who, what’s up? im yugyeom”
  • you tell him your name reluctantly, and he simply nods, thinking you’re about to ask him all the usual questions like “will i get married to (insert heartthrob here)?” ”will i ever get rich?” “who’s gonna win the Super Bowl?”
  • but then you go “my… my friends dared me to do this. t-to call a spirit and ask you some questions, so… um… why dont witches ride their brooms when they’re angry?”
  • yugyeom’s interest is piqued and he sits up, thinking long and hard to answer, “because… road rage?”
  • you giggle nervously, looking at the list of things your friends forced you to ask him “so they don’t fly off the handle”
  • you’re not expecting yugyeom to find it as funny as he does but he’s bent over laughing like you’ve told the best joke he’s ever heard
  • “tell me more!” he demands, eyes alight and all the boredom wiped off his face
  • quickly, you start listing off jokes from the top of your head, all of them tickling him in one way or another
  • you don’t even realize that your phone has died of battery or that it’s suddenly gotten late until you turn to grab your phone and see the moon high in the sky
  • “oh, i didn’t think we talked that long… I dont even think they’ll see you show up on camera”
  • “they won’t, but i can help you make it look like you did the dare, and prank them too”
  • you furrow your eyebrows and listen in and he grins, telling you to charge your phone and that you’ll find out soon
  • ten minutes later, you’re sat with the phone before you and the board out, yugyeom having disappeared from sight
  • he’s told you to ask the questions they’ve given you, and he’ll do the rest
  • once you’ve finished telling the first lame joke they’ve given you, the pillow on your bed flies across the room and starts hovering over your head, and its so unexpected that you react pretty well for the camera
  • yugyeom is grinning above you, having appeared above you with a finger raised to his lips
  • you have to bite your lip to keep from laughing as you continue to ask questions, and in response he makes the planchette move and gives you weird answers like “haunted horse party” or all out flips the board to appear like an angry spirit
  • he shuts off the recording in the middle of making it hover “in thin air”, and you’ve got your elaborate prank
  • “this is the most fun I’ve had in years” yugyeom laughs
  • “im gonna have to thank that old lady when i return the board”
  • you’re pretty surprised to see yugyeom’s expression turn sad and he just kinda pouts at you like a kicked puppy
  • you feel bad instantly
  • “you… can’t you keep me- i mean, the board? i promise im fun to talk to!! ill never possess you or anything… unless you want to be possessed by a spirit then i’ll definitely make sure we make a fair deal or something-” “yugyeom i can keep the board calm down” 
  • hes so happy and tells you that if you ever need someone to talk to you or whatever you can just take out the board and talk to him
  • you’re kinda surprised that you’ve unintentionally made friends with a spirit but hey, he’s cute and he’s almost definitely not going to kill you
  • so this goes on for a while
  • you lock yourself into the privacy of your room and take out the board and honestly you and yugyeom just hang
  • he tells you about all of the weird experiences he’s had with people who try to channel him and you sometimes use him to spook your friends bc its pretty funny ngl
  • he makes you into a lil shit too
  • sometimes you just open the ouija board and let him follow you around the house
  • he’ll bother your family, move things onto high shelves, take things and hide them in new places, and overall just entertain himself
  • you accidentally left the board open once and when a guy in your class came over to study he spent the whole time tugging on the guy’s gelled hair
  • when the guy went to the bathroom, yugyeom snuck in and made fog appear on the mirror before he wrote for him to “get lost or get possessed”
  • needless to say that guy ran away from your house and never talked to you again
  • “i dont like that guy” “oh wow, i didn’t notice with how you repeatedly whispered in my ear ‘i dont like this guy’”
  • technically, if you keep the ouija board open, yugyeom can go anywhere with you, but only so far or the connection gets kinda weak
  • so sometimes you take a backpack and open the board inside when you go places and you want him to be there with you
  • one time you took the board with you to a horror movie and sat it up in the seat next to you and people thought you were crazy but yugyeom was right next to you making fun of the fake ghosts
  • one time you’re really curious so you go “yugyeom, has anyone ever tried to release you?”
  • yugyeom is pretty shocked that you’ve asked and tells you that no, no one has ever cared abt him enough to stick around after the first few sessions, let alone to release him from the board altogether
  • you decide that you’ve formed a pretty strong relationship with yugyeom so you offer to let him out
  • yugyeom is really apprehensive and you are too bc obviously its dangerous and he doesn’t know what will happen to him if he is released
  • will people see him? will he inhabit something else? will he live a normal life or remain a spirit?
  • “i’d… think i’d like that. but i can’t promise that everything will go right afterwards”
  • you know, you’ve known for a while, but you want to try for him
  • you can’t help daydreaming of being with him in other ways bc he’s so sweet and really cares for you
  • he knows you so well its kind of crazy
  • you’ve even caught yourself day dreaming about kissing those pretty lips every time he laughs, or whispers in you ear late into the night
  • the fact that he has no problem being close and intimate with you already leaves you pretty flustered as it is
  • you’ve grown impossibly attached to this goofy spirit and if you can free him from the board, you’d love to
  • the only thing is that the only way to free his spirit from the board is to break it
  • either you’d free him or you’d lose him forever, and that’s what scares you
  • you make up your mind and summon him to get his permission, and when he gives you the go ahead with a shaky smile, you snap it in half with all your might
  • its silent afterwards
  • you don’t feel yugyeom’s warm presence like usual
  • you call out his name softly, sadly, thinking that you’ve done it and lost his spirit forever
  • your hands hold the broken pieces of the board and you’re moved near to tears now, knowing you’ve messed up for real and you’d never see yugyeom again
  • then two warm arms wrap around you from behind and you flinch, eyes wet as you turn to observe who’s there, and you smile when you make eye contact with yugyeom
  • hes grinning at you too, but something feels,,, off
  • its not like his usual, carefree smiles
  • his canines look a little sharper
  • his grip feels a little rougher
  • his lips a little more red than soft pink
  • his arms tighten that much more around your middle and you blink, your smile faltering as he says nothing
  • “y-yugy?” you ask softly, and you watch as his grin melts into something of a smirk
  • the smirk is different too bc unlike his usual playful smirks after he’s scared you coming out of the bathroom or pulled a successful prank on someone, it’s hidden with intentions you’ve never seen on him
  • it doesn’t fit the yugyeom you know
  • “you know… when they tell you not to play with spirits, you should probably listen” he says, his pupils glinting a blood red as his fingernails, no, claws dig into your hips
  • your hands shake as he twists you around, shoving you up against the nearest wall as one of his hands encircles your wrist and the other grasps your chin
  • you’re nearly shitting your pants at this point, staring at who you once thought was the kind, caring spirit that you’d grown to love
  • he leans in impossibly close, taking up all the air in your lungs as his breath fans across your lips 
  • his tongue glides out, licking his lips slowly before he whispers teasingly against your trembling mouth
  • “they might just be demons in disguise”
  • remember when i said he wasn’t a demon :)))) i lied

other ghost!got7



imaginary friend!mark



anonymous asked:

So I've been looking at the tumblr lifting community's posts for awhile now and I'm obsessed and amazed; I've never lifted before but I really want to it looks so fun and I want free cute shit, but I'm so so scared!! How do I get over that and what/where would you recommend lifting for my very first time ever? Any tips or advice? I worship y'all 🙏🏼

oooookay lil nugget here we go.

first off - its okay to be scared. its actually better if you keep a little piece of you thats always scared, no matter if you’re experienced or a beginner. thats something that helps you keep track of what’s going on around you and helps you not get caught. when you get cocky or over confident, thats when trouble starts.

i cannot stress how important it is to start small.
start small.
start sosososososo small.

like a lipgloss from walmart or one plain shirt from old navy. maybe a lil pack of beads from hobby lobby. whatever you do, do it small.

this lowers the chance of you getting caught, and the chance of you freaking out more.

do this a couple times. lil thing here, lil thing there. this builds confidence. the more confident you are with yourself, the more likely you are to start pulling in bigger hauls.

be patient. dont rush anything. this is by no means a competition. this whole process of confidence-gaining takes weeks, maybe months for some people.

and another thing - the majority of us on here that are pulling in a shit ton of stuff? we’ve been doing this for years. ive been lifting for 3/almost 4 years now. do not feel like you have to hurry and catch up to us.

secondly -do your homework. read through people’s tip pages on here. read about hooks, magnets, detachers, keys, all the different types of security tags, concealment methods, horror stories - ANYTHING. everything will be helpful down the road. read up on how other people got caught so you dont make the same mistakes. read up on how that girl managed to bag 3 naked palettes and 15 Kat Von D liquid lipsticks. learn about cam placement and how JCP Sephora is a place to stay away from. learn SA behavior and how to tell if they are being nice or plain sus. Learn how to tell if a bag is going to be a good lifting partner or if its going to be a hassle getting things inside. get familiar with every aspect of this community. follow as many people as you can. get inspiration from everyone. learn this life. live it. breathe it.

thirdly - try and pair up with an experienced buddy. i have found this to be so helpful. you get to see first hand how they do what they do. you get to see them in action, and learn their methods. however, know that going out with more than 2 other people is sure to get you noticed and tailed. keep the lil lifting group to either a pair or 3 people. make sure you can trust them. make sure you know them.

Old Navy: they dont tag anything other than heavy coats and sweaters, some dresses, jeans, and in the summer some shorts. i re-vamped my whole wardrobe this summer courtesy of ON, but ive seen on here that they’ve started source tagging…. which makes me sad. so double check before you out anything into your bag.
Hobby Lobby: there are like 7 cams per store all focused on the cashiers. go crazy. get your much needed art supplies. this is a great store for beginners - and other lifters who love crafting.
Cotton On: nothing, and i mean NOTHING is tagged. idk why, but these hoes never tag anything and it makes me wonder what they’re even doing. i got christmas gifts for my brothers here this year, so i highly recommend this store. super easy.
Dillard’s: do not let the large size of the store intimidate you - this place is heaven. sometimes you’ll get lucky and somethings been left off the rack and untagged. sometimes theres that teally cute wallet that you’ve wanted for a while and it doesnt have a single tag on it. go for it. conceal in the dressing rooms. trust me. formal dresses? no tags. (from what ive seen, and ive been to 3 Dillard’s in 2 different cities.) their desinger jewelrythat they keep down there? go for it. none of its source tagged or anything. i walked out once with 5 pairs of mate spade earrings and 2 wallets worth the 100 each. just pay attention to your surroundings and you’ll do just fine.

- in the winter its cold as dicks, so wear sweaters. utilize these babies for all they’re worth. 1. sleeves are great for concealing small items like jewelry and lipsticks. 2. “i am so hot from all this shopping, is it okay if i have one of your bags to carry my sweater in? i would really appreciate it” (note: this only works with really nice SAs. some will be bitches and shut you down. you might have to try a couple of stores before you get one. and now you have a free shopping bag!) 3. put your purse in the crook of your elbow and drape your sweater over it. this helps conceal how big your purse is to begin with and hide how much its increased in size when you’re walking out. 4. idk they’re warm and fuzzy. they make me happy.
- boots: stick things in there in case you forgot your purse or something. you can stick small things like jewelry and face masks down in there, its great.
- go through your mom’s closet. or your aunt’s. grandmother’s. rich best friend, i dont care. more often than not, they have a couple of extra shopping bags from stores they’ve been too. my mom has Bath and Body Works for days, along with a couple of Coach bags and Ralph Lauren. these shopper bags can be used in the same way as a purse for hiding things in them. hide them in yoir bag on the way into a mall, and then in the bathroom, take out your lifted clothing and stuff one of the bags. that way, when you walk into other stores, the SAs think you’ve bought things from other stores. be careful and know the layout of the mall you’re in though, because if you’re carrying around an Urban Outfitters bag and theres no UO, then you’ve gone and fucked yourself.
- be cautious, be wary, and not get greedy. get in, get out, and live to lift another day.

hope you’ll find some use for all this nonsense, good luck on starting your hobby of lifting and i hope to see some beautiful hauls from you guys!

Secret Admirer || Peter Parker x Reader

Can you imagine Peter Parker being totally in love with you after being friends with you for 3 years, and finally, Peter can’t stand being ‘just friends anymore’ so he decides to win you over with love notes and tiny gifts??

Yet you don’t know it’s coming from him since you always believed he had a crush on Liz? So Petey (being your bff) gets hella embarrassed every time you show him one of the notes and/or gifts he’s given you while giving you a baffling stare at how you still DIDNT KNOW that it’s him???

Let’s write about that. ((Lol lol lol GMM ref, I love Rhett and Link so much))

warnings: fLUFF

**I apologize for any grammatical errors since this was all written on my phone. When it’s posted then I’ll make sure to edit it a few more times just in case!**

**dont repost or plagiarize this plot! Reblogs are fine!!


The first note you received happened one morning when you opened your locker to retrieve your books.

Your final year at Midtown couldn’t go by fast enough for you. Despite all of the good memories you had at this place with your friends, you were ready to get out of this school.

All you had to do was finish strong.

Heading toward your locker, you see Peter standing against his locker and gesture at him to follow you, “Come on! Walk with me, it’s been a while since the last time we talked to each other.”

He appeared hesitant, constantly shifting his gaze away from you while he ran a hand through his hair, “What are you talking about [Nickname], I m-mean, we spoke to each other yesterday.”

With a roll of your eyes, you quickly wrap your arm around Peter’s, forcing him to follow you to your locker as you linked your arms together with his. “Come on, dude, you know that I’ll always need my daily spidey fix!”

“Ssh!!! Not so loud, [Name]!”

You laugh at Peter’s flustered expression when you mention his alter ego’s nickname, finding him to be incredibly adorable as he tried to hide the fact that he was Spider-Man.

Reaching your locker, you notice from the corner of your eyes how jittery Peter appeared. While you were working on unlocking your locker, Peter’s trembling seemed to get stronger when it opened as a tiny folded note fell to the ground.

“U-uhm I-I g-gotta go! I just r-remembered that N-Ned needed me for s-something, bye!”

You pick up the note to see your name written in an unfamiliar script on it. About to say something to Peter, you face him, only to be met with his retreating form as he ran off in the opposite direction.

“Okay, that was weird as fuck.” You shrug, returning your attention back to the note as you carefully unfolded it. Upon reading its contents, you felt your cheeks turn red:

I’ve always loved you.


Your thoughts were consumed with that singular note; your mind constantly replaying that simple declaration of love.

You wondered who the author was throughout Calculus, making you completely miss the question when you were called on.

You tried to decipher the handwriting during English Lit, only to be caught off guard when your teacher made you read an excerpt from the story you were discussing.

Even when lunch period came, you found that you didn’t have an appetite as you grabbed a bottle of water with an apple to serve as your lunch for the day.

Finding your usual table next to Peter and Ned, you sit between them, not noticing the way Peter had immediately stiffened.

“You guys, I think I have a secret admirer.” You tell both boys, still looking at the note.

“Really?” You heard Ned ask while taking bites of his turkey sandwich, “I didn’t think any guys would go for girls like you.” He laughs at the joke, making you playfully punch his arm in response.

“Shut up, I’m being serious! Here just take a look at this! The dude said that he’s always loved me!” You show Ned the note, not paying attention to Peter when he choked on his milk. “I mean, it sounds sincere, but there is also a chance that this could have been given to me as a joke.”

While Ned looks at the note, you finally heard Peter as he blurted out, “No one would ever say that they loved you as a joke, [Name]! I wouldn’t- I mean-!!”

You and Ned both give Peter a look of concern, “Peter, what? How would you know that?”

“I don’t kn-know that! Anyways, I gotta go and help L-Liz with something!” Peter stands from his seat, carrying his tray that carried his half eaten food as he threw the contents away before running out of the cafeteria.

Seeing Peter freaking out, Ned was practically smirking now, realizing just who had given you the note. “Here,” he slides the note back over to you, watching you with a curious expression when you sighed.

“Seriously, if this wasn’t a joke, then who wrote it?”

Ned simply shrugs while hiding his wide grin by taking bites of his sandwich.

The boy knew exactly who the author of the note was, but he was never gonna tell you for fear of ruining the fun.


The second note you received came as a delivery to your house as it was coupled along with a cute blue penguin plush.

The note (like the first one) contained a single sentence as you read:

I love you as much as you love penguins (maybe even more so).

What that note stated was an absolute fact. You absolutely adored penguins, and seeing this gift made you even more curious as to who was the identity of your admirer. Because you loved the little blue booger so much, you decided to take him to school with you the next day.

Not caring that so many people were giving you odd looks, you continue to hold the penguin close to your chest, making your way toward Peter. Seeing him with his back turned toward you, you hold up your penguin plush so that it covered your face.

When Peter finally turned around, he jumps at the sight of the penguin plush as you spoke in a cutesy tone, “Peter Parker, I wuv you!! Tell me I’m cute and handsome!!”

“[Name], hey. You scared me.” He gently moves the penguin away from your face, smiling at you as his cheeks were tinged in a slight pink hue, “What’s up? W-was that from your a-admirer?”

You nod and show him a wide grin, “It was from him! And I also got a really cute note, this time saying how my admirer loved me as much as I loved penguins.” You laugh and hold the penguin plush close to your chest, “I don’t really talk about my obsession with penguins, so whoever is giving me these notes must have been watching me for a while now.”

“You have no idea.” Peter mumbles, but you didn’t catch his words, “What was that, Pete?”

He clears his throat and asks, “I was just wondering if you were s-scared of this guy, whoever h-he is, I mean- The f-fact that he’s been paying so much attention to you must make you nervous.”

Your nose wrinkles in response to his question, “Well, I don’t think so. I think that if my admirer ever revealed himself to me, then I would still like him all the same.” You think about it for a few more minutes before admitting, “However, if he turned out to be Flash…” you hold up your stuffed penguin and purposely loom it over one of the trash cans, “Then this little booger is going in the trash.”

Peter couldn’t stop the smile that formed on his face, “I’m sure that it wasn’t Flash who gave you those notes and that penguin.”

You laugh and nuzzle your penguin buddy, “Yeah, I think it isn’t Flash either. Whoever is sending me such sweet gifts has got to be hella kind with a big heart.” Staring at Peter, you wink at him and say, “You know, if you did sweet stuff like this for Liz, I’m sure she’d be yours in no time at all!”

When the bell rang, you cursed softly, “Shit, I’m late for my first class. Later Pete!”

You run off to class, leaving Peter alone. He stays still for several seconds before letting out a low chuckle, “God, will you ever know?

I’ve always wanted you from the start.”


The third note you received was delivered to you personally by your secret admirer.

It was the end of the school day, and you were deep in thought. It had been several weeks since you received the first note, and you still didn’t have a clue as to who your secret admirer was.

His handwriting was written in a slanted script, and you had never seen anyone with that handwriting before. This made things a lot more challenging for you, and you were beginning to think that your admirer would never appear.

Being so deep in thought, you end up wandering around the hallways, not stopping until you felt your nose run into someone’s back. Wincing to show your slight pain, you rub at your nose to see someone familiar standing before you, “Ah, hey Peter! D-Did you not go home yet? What are you doing here?”

Peter doesn’t answer you, just silently holds out a folded piece of paper for you to take. You tilt your head and slowly take the letter from him, wondering what Peter was doing with it. Recognizing the slanted script, you gasp and unfold the letter to read:

I’ve been in front of you this whole time. When will you finally begin to see?

“Peter- oh my god, it’s y-” you were suddenly cut off when you felt Peter press his lips against yours. You moan, leaning even closer to Peter when you felt him delve his fingers into your hair. His touch was soft, gentle, reverent even when he pulled away to look at you.

Your face was dyed red, making you look away from him when you murmur, “It was you this whole time?”

He laughs, wrapping an arm around you, “Your oblivious nature was seriously driving me insane. Even Ned knew. You were just so slow that I didn’t think you’d ever figure it out. So I…I had to do something. I like you so much, [Name].”

You laugh and wrap your arms around his back, “Oh God, I’m so stupid. You’re right, the signs were all there! How nervous you were, how you never looked me in the eye when I talked about the notes. Oh, and how- mmmph!”

Peter kisses you again, keeping his eyes shut as he hoped to stop your embarrassing rant about him. It took all of the courage he had to give you his last note, and he wanted nothing more than to finally have you in his arms.

He knew that his feelings were requited from the way you kissed him back, and he couldn’t have been happier when he thought,



Originally posted by eveenstar

since ive been complaining about shit already tonight i might aswell just mention random crap that i’ve been thinking about, but ill spare your dash, feel free to read me rambling about absolutely random shit if you want

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So I had a weird idea one day in a McDonalds so i decided to write all of it down (im going to draw content for it later on 👌👌🔥🔥)

Heads up if you’re uncomfortable with cisswap AUs because this AU is definitely one
(and unnecessary cursing im sorry i have no filter)

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Meant for Someone Else

Summary: When Dan gets a text from someone with a wrong number, he may have accidentally made a new best friend, but it doesn’t matter because they’ll never actually meet. Instead, Dan focuses his romantic attention on the cute librarian, but when PJ drags Dan out to a party, he has to face his texting friend in the real world.

Genre: fluff

Warnings: minor swearing

a/n: This is my first phanfic, and I’m pretty happy with how it turned out, please enjoy.

Words: 2,155

Dan was at the library, which was about the last place the nineteen year old law student wanted to be caught on a Friday night, trying to study for his upcoming exam. His phone vibrated, distracting him momentarily, and he slid it out from his pocket, grateful to be able to take his eyes off his coursework. Unfortunately, it was from an unknown number, so it wouldn’t be an invite out- which Dan would have had to decline anyway. Normally, Dan would just delete the text and that would be that, but he was bored and maybe chatting with a random stranger would release some of his stress. He was just about to open the conversation and read the text, when his phone vibrated again, earning him a few glares from the library’s other patrons. Shrugging, apologetically, Dan flipped his phone’s volume off before opening the text.

                                Unknown: Did you get the Muse album I asked you                                 to pick up?

                                Unknown: Sorry, wrong number.

                Dan almost shuddered at the anonymous texter’s use of perfect grammar, still they liked Muse, so they had that in common, at least.

                                Dan: its fine. You like muse?

                Minutes passed, and Dan was about to put his phone away, disappointed about the lack of an answer, when his phone glared to life.

                                Unknow: Yeah, they’re one of my favorite bands…

                And so the night passed with very little studying and a lot of texting. Dan and whoever he was texting had a tone in common, favorite TV show, favorite song, favorite website, movie, you name it. Dan had to admit it was a little weird that he didn’t know if the person he was messaging was some creepy old dude, or random twelve year old. It didn’t creep him out enough to stop him.

                Finally forced to call it a night, Dan grabbed an armful of books to take back to his dorm. Keeping one eye on his phone, Dan dropped the books in front of the lone librarian. Suddenly, Dan found himself with an intense urge to come back to the library again.

                The guy behind the counter was seriously gorgeous, with dyed black hair and brilliant blue eyes. For a second, Dan thought about introducing himself, but one look at those eyes and he lost all ability to speak.

                “Is that all?” the guy asked, lazily. Dan nodded mutely. Yes he would most definitely be coming to the library more often.

                Texting the unknown number in his phone had become a bit of a daily habit for Dan, while he was bored in a lecture, Dan would hide his phone under the table and happily hold debates about which season of Buffy was the best or analyze last night’s episode of the Walking Dead. But, in the back of his mind, Dan knew he would never really meet his anonymous friend, which led him to the library more often than he would like to admit.

                “Seriously?” Dan’s roommate, PJ, groaned, “You’re going to the library again?”

                “Yeah,” Dan shrugged, “I have to study.”

                “Dan Howell, master procrastinator, studying?” PJ scoffed, “I never thought I’d see the day.”

                “Shut up,” Dan said, throwing a pillow at PJ before walking out the door.

                As Dan walked the now familiar path to the library, his phone vibrated, reminding him that he hadn’t texted the unknown number today. It was just a message from Chris reminding him about some frat party later that week that Dan wouldn’t be attending. Still, better late than never, right?

Dan: so its kind of weird that we’ve been texting for a while and still dont know each others name right?

Unknown: Yeah, I guess, it isn’t really like me to text someone I don’t know.

Dan: Welllll my name is Dan and I am at Uni studing Law

                Dan held his breath, maybe he was reading too much into this. Maybe his so called friend didn’t really care at all. Maybe they were a creep, which could end badly. Dan’s inner musings were interrupted by his phone vibrating and he let out a shaky breath.

Unknown: Hi Dan! Wow, it’s weird to have you in my phone contacts with an actual name!!! My name is Phil, and I graduated last year with a degree in English lit, but I’m taking a Computers degree now.

                Phil, Dan rolled the name around his mouth, Phil.

                By the time he got to the library, Dan had almost forgotten why he had been going in the first place, Phil was occupying all of his mind. Pushing open the door, Dan was blasted by a wave of heat and the soft jingle of bells. The blue-eyed librarian looked up from his phone’s screen, smiling at Dan as he walked in, but seemed distracted behind his thick black glasses.

                Realizing he had never texted back, Dan found an empty table where he could stare discreetly, and pulled out his phone.

                                Dan: I like your name it suits you

                                Phil: Is Dan short for Daniel? Phil’s short for Philip.

                                Dan: Yeah but never ever call me Daniel

                Dan started to write ‘or I’ll have to kill you’ but that makes him sound a bit like an axe murder, and as much as it feels like he does, he doesn’t actually know Phil. Instead, he sends the message as it was and sets the phone down.

                The librarian- Dan was going to ask his name one of these days- was smiling down at his phone, and with a jolt, Dan realized he probably already had a girlfriend, or boyfriend. Besides, Dan had Phil, as unlikely as it was that they would ever meet in real life. Still, Dan couldn’t help but wish that he was the one whose texts were making the librarian smile.

                Dropping a book in front of the librarian, Dan tried not to feel guilty as he jumped, startled. Handing his library card over, Dan willed his voice to work.

                “Daniel,” the librarian said, “do you go by Dan?”

                Dan nodded, “Yeah, most times,” he said. You can call me Daniel anytime, he didn’t say. I wonder what it tastes like on your mouth, he didn’t say. “Dan’s fine,” he did say.

                “Studying Law?” the librarian asked as he scanned the books. Again, Dan nodded. The librarian looked at him, narrowing his eyes slightly, before shrugging and handing him the books.

                A handful of weeks passed in this manner, during the day Dan would message Phil constantly, and at night he would lurk in the library trying to catch a glimpse of the cute librarian. It didn’t escape Dan’s attention that the stares weren’t so one sided anymore.

                PJ had caught on to something, and he was like a dog with a bone, Dan knew he would be constantly fishing for details until he told his roommate everything.

                “Who are you texting?” PJ asked, lounging on his bed, “is it who you keep meeting at the library?”

                “No,” Dan sputtered, caught out of the blue was he finished his latest message to Phil. Sure, he had been going to the library a ton, but his crush wasn’t that obvious, was it?

                “I knew you were seeing someone!” PJ nearly shouted, “anyone I know?”

                “I don’t think so,” Dan finally admitted, half hoping if he admitted to the crush PJ would leave him alone about the texting, unfortunately luck was not on his side today.

                “But who are you texting? Come on, Dan, give me a name.” PJ begged, reaching forward trying to snatch Dan’s phone.

                For half a second Dan considered lying and saying he was texting the librarian, but PJ was one of Dan’s best friends. Taking a deep breath, Dan told PJ everything.

                “So you have your dream guy who you’ve never met in person but is texting you, and a gorgeous crush you’ve never talked to?” PJ whistled, “I wish I had your problems.”

                Dan laughed, glad he had someone to talk to about Phil.

                                Dan: do you ever wish we could meet in person?

                Dan held his breath as he waited for Phil’s reply, it was a risky question, and he was surprised he had worked up the confidence to ask.

Phil: Of course! You’re my best friend! I can call you that, right? Every time I meet someone named Dan I hope it’s you, no luck yet, though.

                Dan felt himself blush, he was Phil’s best friend? Even though they’d never met?

                                Dan: Meet lots of people named Dan, do you? And yeah, your my best friend, too.

                                Phil: Well, the other week I met someone named Dan, he was studying Law and

                                everything! I was gonna introduce myself, but I chickened out, I’m such a wimp.

                Dan scanned his brain, he didn’t remember meeting anyone new recently.

                                Dan: hmmm I don’t remember meeting anyone new. Prob wasn’t me

                “Dan?” PJ called, “are you ready to go to the party?”

                “Ugh,” Dan groaned as he followed his roommate out of their dorm, “do I really have to be social?”

                By the time the boys arrived, the party was in full swing. Normally, Dan wasn’t one for parties, but he didn’t really have a choice, as it was PJ’s other friend, Chris’s, birthday party. Deciding he would just make a small appearance before disappearing to text Phil, Dan pulled his phone out of his pocket.

                                Dan: ugh I hate parties

                                Phil: I’m at a party, too! Maybe it’s the same one.

                Dan felt his stomach flutter at the idea that Phil could be under the same roof as him.

Phil: My roommate, Chris, is having a huge birthday party. I think my head is going to explode!

                Dan felt like someone had pulled a rug out from under his feet, how many Chris’s could possibly be having a birthday party today? Well, probably loads, but still. Fighting his way to the back door, suddenly feeling claustrophobic, Dan breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of an empty back porch. Glancing at his phone, Dan typed with shaking fingers.

                                Dan: How weird I’m at a Chris’s birthday party, too.

                                Phil: Where are you?

                Dan felt his breath catch in his throat. This was the moment of truth, did he want to meet Phil? Of course he did, Phil was his best friend. Still, Dan was petrified.

                The slamming of a door behind him made Dan jump, and turning around, Dan locked eyes with the blue-eyed librarian.

                “Sorry,” the librarian apologized, “I’m looking for a friend…” he trailed off, as his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting and he took in the young man who stood in front of him.

                “It’s fine,’ Dan said with a shrug, “I was just texting.” A choice was in front of him, Dan realized, did he text Phil and tell him where he was? Or did he stay and chat with the librarian? Making up his mind, Dan knew that Phil was the one for him.

                                Dan: outside, come find me?

                The vibration of the librarian’s phone in his shirt pocket drew their eyes to each other.

                “Dan,” the librarian said softly, still reaching for his phone. Dan felt like he couldn’t speak, because there was no way in Hell that the boy he had a crush on for weeks and his best friend were the same person.

                “Phil,” he heard himself whispering, and he waited for the ‘no that’s not my name, you idiot,” that he was sure would come next.

                “Dan?” Phil said again, his blue eyes shining and his smile growing. His smile was intoxicating and Dan found himself smiling, too. Then Phil was stepping, closing the space between them. Warm arms wrapped around then, and Dan melted into Phil’s embrace.

                Phil pulled away too soon, but his blue eyes were drinking in all of the details, and Dan could feel him memorizing every piece of him.

                For a second, Dan thinks about reaching up and planting a kiss to Phil’s lips. But what they have is new, and he doesn’t want to mess it up, and he’s Phil’s best friend and maybe that’s all Phil wants to be. Still, knowing he was standing in front of Phil, all Dan could think about was kissing him. Chewing his lip, Dan let his eyes flicker down to Phil’s lips before flashing back to his eyes.

                Then Phil was leaning down, his lips mere centimeters from Dan’s.

                “Phil?” a voice called from inside of the house, interrupting the two and causing them to jump apart, “are you out there?”

                Phil grinned sheepishly at Dan, “Yeah,” he called back. Holding out his hand, Dan let Phil wrap his fingers wrap around Dan’s own.

                “You want to come inside?” Phil asked, his voice low.

                “Yeah, I’d like that,” Dan said with a grin, letting Phil pull him inside. It didn’t matter that they were interrupted, they had all the time in the world. 

Xu “The8″ Minghao | Highschool!AU

this was a Good Concept. i actually got this from an anon awhile back, so all credit goes to them for helping me write this! i think i like this one a lot, it’s probably one of my faves out of this whole au!! tho mingyu’s and s.coups’ make close seconds. anyway, i hope you all enjoy this!

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anonymous asked:

GOM+Kagami +takao finding out their s/o has insomnia

Akashi -

“Insomnia? is it cureable? I’ll get you any medical treatment that you’ll need.” “Ah don’t worry Akashi-san… I have medications to help me sleep…“

[the next day]

“Akashi-san…? What are all these stuffed animals doing here?”

“I thought that they would help you sleep better. Here, do you like this bear?” Akashi pointed out.

“OUAAA! Its so big! Thank you!~” Akashi’s s/o squealed as she hugged Akashi tightly.

“My pleasure.” Akashi smiled.

Midorima -

“……. So to sum it up Midorima… I have insomnia. And i can’t sleep well at nights.”

“I see.” Midorima nodded as he pushed his glasses up.

“Yup. I have to go now. Bye~” Midorima’s s/o gave a quick kiss on his cheek and left from their study date.

(The next day) *DING DONG*

“Oh s/o, you came quicker than i expected. Come in.”

“Okay thanks.” Midorima’s s/o said as she entered his room.

“WHOA Midorima…? What are all these books doing here?” Piles and piles of books were all scattered in Midorima’s room.

“For… Personal use. I wanted to learn more about insomnia… To see if i could be of any help.” Midorima said as he looked down, a bit embarrassed. His ears turned pink.

“Awww that’s so sweet! Did you research insomnia just for me? Thank you~” Midorima’s s/o said as she touched her heart.

  Kise -

“INSOMNIA?!?! ____-CCHI! ARE YOU GOING TO DIE?! DONT DIE!” Kise wailed as he clung unto his s/o.

“Dont worry Kise-kun. It’s just that i cant sleep easily and i take medications.”

“CANT SLEEP?! My poor s/o…” Kise cried out. “I GOT IT. Let’s have a sleepover!”

“A sleepover…?”

“Yup! And i’ll stay by your side till you fall asleep!” Kise smiled widely.

[at s/o’s room] [night]

Kise’s eyes felt heavy as he slowly drifted to sleep. “NO! I can’t sleep till my s/o sleeps first!” Kise’s eyes fired up in determination.

{5 minutes later}

“ZZZZZZzzzzzzzz….” Soft snoring was heard from Kise as he finally slept.

“Thank you for staying up with me Kise-kun. You’re the best.” Kise’s s/o whispered as she kissed Kise’s forehead and fell asleep.

  Murasakibara -

[After two hours of trying to explain insomnia to Murasakibara… He just didnt get it so his s/o finally gave up]

*munch munch*

“Okay ____-chin. I have found a solution. Wanna hear it?”

“Yea?” Muk-kun’s s/o questioned.

“I’ll just stay up with you all night. Together, so you won’t feel lonely…”

[at night]

  “Muk-kun? It’s okay to sleep if you’re tired you know…”

*munch munch*

“No it’s fine. I can stay up and eat all this snacks. Want one?” Murasakibara passed his bag of potato chips to his s/o.

“Thank you… For doing this for me.” Murasakibara’s s/o peered down in embarrassment.

“No problem _____-chin. I would do anything just for you.” Murasakibara said as he patted his s/o’s head.

  Aomine -

  *Ding Dong*

“Huh? I wonder who it is…” Aomine’s s/o wondered out loud.

“Yo… Gosh it’s so cold out here. Let me in!” Aomine scampered inside to the warmth.

  “Whats up with you? Coming over so late?” Aomine’s s/o asked.

“Nothin much. Just wanted to… You know hang around.” Aomine said as he walked into his s/o’s room.

“Care to join me?” Aomine said as he laid on his s/o’s bed.

“You know I can’t sleep Aomine… I have insomnia.” Aomine’s s/o said as she crawled into Aomine’s arms.

“It’s fine… We can just cuddle like this till morning.” Aomine whispered.

“Don’t tell me this was why you came here…”

“Maaaaaybe…” Aomine muttered, clearly embarrassed. His face blushing madly.

“Kawaii~ (cute~)” Aomine’s s/o thought to herself.


{at Kagami’s room}

“INSOMNIA??????? What’s that? ARE YOU OKAY? HAVE YOU BEEN GETTING ENOUGH SLEEP??“ Kagami panicked.

“Yes dont worry about it Bakagami… Its just that i cant sleep well at night and i need medications.” Kagami’s s/o patted Kagami’s head gently.

“Still….” Kagami was worried.

“Im finee. Just a little bit tired.” Kagami’s s/o yawned.

“Come over here ____.” Kagami said as he pushed his s/o’s head to his lap.

“Huh?” His s/o said confused.

“Sleep.” Kagami commanded, his face completely red in embarrassment.

“So sweet~ thank you.” Kagami’s s/o said as she put her hands on Kagami’s cheeks and kissed him on the lips.

“Wha-….!!” Kagami was left completely speechless as his s/o laid comfortably on his lap.

  Takao -

{At the hospital}

“Baby~ Your prince charming Takao has clme to save you!~”

“Hahahhahahahahahha~ well thank you for picking me up… prince Takao-kun.”

“Shall we go home?” Takao held his arm out for his s/o. And his s/o took it.

“We shall.”

{At Takao’s house}

“Hey Takao? I’m hungry. Could you make me some food?”

“Yes my love, i’m going.” Takao said as he walked into the kitchen. His s/o followed.

 “So… _____, how was the checkup? Your insomnia… Did you get your medications?”

“Um, yea i did. And they will help me sleep.”

“Be careful with the amount and dont take too much.”

“Yea okay. Thanks for worrying.” His s/o said as she walked up to Takao and gave him a back hug.

 “Dont worry about me too much Takao-kun. You have the basketball championship to worry about no?”

“Nope, my ____-chan is waaaaaaaay more important!” Takao said as he turned around and gave a big hug to his lovely s/o. “Dont keep your pain to yourself _____-chan. I’ll always be here for you. Okay?” Takao whispered as he gave a quick kiss on his s/o’s lips.

“I love you~”

“I love you more~”

“No, I love you most~”

  -Admin Sae ^-^

Anon? Did i do a decent job?? I hope i did haha. This was a fun ask. After writing, I reread it and found it kinda cheesy. I hope it wasn’t too weird for ya. Hope you guys like it! :)

Planet Earth: Chapter Three - We're not alone

This is Chapter 3 of Planet Earth 
Read Chapter One and Chapter Two here.


Your name: submit What is this?

Jasper and you were visibly relieved to be on earth, Jasper probably more than you because he was finally free.You both had a huge smile on your face but then you saw a blonde girl with a map next to you, she was drawing something.

“Hey you’re Clarke, right?” You asked her nicely while Jasper looked to you like “How do you know that?”

“Yes and you two are?” The blonde girl asked confused but focused on the map.

“I’m Y/N and this is my Best Friend Jasper, your mother had the plan to send you all down here.” You said with a smile.

“How do you know that?” Jasper asked bewildered.

“And why do you say ‘you all'and not'all of us’?” Clarke asked and stopped to paint something on the map.

“I have spied at the control center for 6 months, how could I find you otherwise?” You smiled to Jasper.

“You wanted to be here? How did you do that?” Clarke asked again. 

“Long Story.” You smiled and looked on the ground. “Anyway what are you doing?” You said and walked over to Clarke.

“I think we ended up on the wrong mountain, come here I’ll show you.”

While Clarke explained why she thought the Ark sended you on the wrong Mountain, Jasper saw a guy, a big black guy who was fighting with another ones.

“Hey Y/N? Isnt that the boy who tried to warn us?” Jasper asked and looked to you

The dispute looked pretty bad, they pushed him on the Ground. You stood up immediately and ran to the guy on the Ground.


“Stop you stupid Idiots!” You yelled.

But they didnt stop, they pushed you out of the way and continued until you gave one guy an uppercut and kicked another out of your way. The others who wanted to kick and hit Wells, stepped a few steps back from you.

“Anyone else?” You asked in your self-defens position, then Jasper helped the guy on the Ground to stand up.

 "Are you okay, Wells?“ You asked him, still turned to the ones who almost killed him.

"You remember me.” He smiled with a bloody face to you. “I’m fine." Wells said as Jasper helped him to sit down.

 "Of course,you tried to save my friends, thanks for that by the way,” You smiled back as you turned to him.

“Oh how cute, the Chancellor son need protection from a girl.” A guy said behind you. "His dad was the one who got us into jail, why are you defending him?“ The guy asked and crossed his arms.

"It was his Dad, not him.” Clarke said serious and glanced over to Wells.

“Get out of our way, you cant hold us all back.” The guy threatened.

“If you also need a beat, just come here.” You said sharply.

The guy stepped forward to you.

“Murphy? She’s not the one who will kill you, if you touch her.. I am." 

You recognized the voice, but you were not sure if it was the one you thought so you looked to Jasper and he had a huge smile in his face, he recognized the voice too.

"I am disappointed roommate, after so much time we spent together, you threaten me?” Murphy said.

“Step back from her or I’ll make you.” The voice said very serious.

Now there were many people around you, everyone wanted to see what was going on.

“Fine.” Murphy said and took a few steps back from you.

The voice who defended you came out and finally you could see his face, it was him.

“FINN!” You shouted and jumped into his arms, you had tears in your eyes.

“You found me Y/N, I’m here we’re together again.” Finn said while he was hugging you back.

Then you saw another Person right behind him.

“Monty?” Jasper asked and ran into Montys arms, after Jasper and Monty were done with huggin’ you could finally get into Monty’s arms too.

“What is going on here?” Murphy asked.

“You kept your promise.” Monty said with a smile.

“Did you doubted me?” You said and Finn, jasper and Monty had to laugh.

“Have you tried to take the transmission band off?” Clarke asked Finn shocked while she walked over to him and took his Hand.

“Yes, does it matter?” Finn asked her with flirty eyes.

“I dont know, want you that your family an friends, the people you love, follow you down here? Because they want if you take this off." She asked ironic and let Finns hand go. "The people on the Ark send us down here to see if the Earth is survivable and if we take this bands off they will think the earth isnt safe.”

“Why should we care? This people on the Ark send us down here to die!” Bellamy said and came out of the nowhere.

“Oh Bellamy shut please, how did you got down here? You should be floated and not here with us.”

“Watch your mouth little Angel.” Bellamy said sharply. “Your Spacewalker and drug dealers should too.” He winked at you.

“You know each other?” Octavia asked next to Bellamy while you two looked each other threateningly.

“It doesnt matter, we’ve to go. The Ark send us on the wrong Mountain.” Clarke said.

“And again a reason why we should take this bands off, they want us dead.” Bellamy said.

“No they wont.” Wells argued behind you. “But you’ve to listen to her, we need food.”

“I dont take orders from you, your dad or your blonde princess here ,Chancellor son.” Octavia said annoyed and looked to Wells then to Clarke.

“I think you three should go and get it for us.” Bellamy said with a saracstic smile and crossed arms.

“Are you really this stupid, Bellamy? Its a 20 Miles work and we’re 100, how should we take so much food here? We all have to go.” You said serious.

“Take your Cousin with and your BFF drug dealers.” He argued. “Go before its too dark.”

You wanted to hit him, you really wanted but Clarke came to you.

“Come, we should go.” She said with a smile to you and you followed her.

“Hey and Angel?” you turned around. “I would like to have my food in 2-3 Hours." Murphy said he provoked.

"He’s the first one I’ll kill when we come back here.” You said and walked with Clarke forward. “Finn, Jasper, Monty are you coming?”

They came but a voice stopped you.

“Hey Spacewalker, wait for me.” Octavia said flirty.

“No Octavia, you wont!” Bellamy said and hold her back. “They’re criminals.”

“Please Bell, I was locked up for so long, please let me enjoy to be free.” Octavia said with a puppy face. “We’re all criminals here.”

“Okay fine….” Bellamy said and Octavia kissed his cheek.


Clarke and Finn were on the front, Octavia and you right behind them and next to you Monty and Jasper.

“When did she become so brave?” Monty asked Jasper with a smile.

“She was always, Y/N was only too afraid to show it.” Jasper said.


“Hey guys look, berries.” Octavia said and took you with her to a shrub, you both wanted to eat some.

“Dont!” Clarke slapped the berries in your hands away.

“Are you nuts Princess?” Octavia asked.

“It could be radioactive or toxic.” She said and walked to Finn again. “Hurry now.”

Octavia look annoyed to you while you had to laugh.

“She was right..” Monty sad behind you. “It was toxic.”

“How do you know that?” Octavia turned to him.

“Jaspers parents thaught us a few things about plants on Earth.”

“You’re the one, who tried to sell Medicine or should I say drugs,to my brother?” Octavia asked shocked.

“Yes.” Jasper and Monty said at the same time with their heads down. 

“And they are sorry for that, right?” you asked them and they nooded.

“You have almost killed me.” Octavia laughed.

“Wait, Bellamy needed it for you? I thought he just wanted to buy drugs.” You asked her confused.

“I was sick and he wanted to help me.” She said with a smile to you.

“Maybe he’s not so bad.” You thought.

Finn and Clarke stopped.

“What?” You asked them.

“Shh Y/N, look!” Clarke whisperd.

There was a deer. All of you had to smile, it was beautiful. There was another life down here but in the moment when the deer heard you and looked to you, it was awful. This head, it has two and after all of you were frightened.. the deer run away.


“Jasper, Monty do you remember what you always said to me.. That you wanted to swim in a real lake? I think I found one.” You smiled to them and show with your finger to the lake, right in front of you.

Octavia was the first who walked to the lake.She took her clothes of.

“What the hell? Octavia dont!” Clarke said.

“Oh dude, I love Earth.” Jasper said to Monty and you turned back to smile to them.

Octavia jumped into the water, all of you ran immediately after her, too see if she was okay.

“Octavia are you okay?” You asked and looked down into the water.

“You should join me Spacewalker.” Octavia said flirty to your cousin while he was smiling.

You saw something, “Octavia get out off the water, now!”

“Y/N, he’s your cousin not your boyfriend. Let him have fun.”

“No, no, no Octavia get out!” Clarke yelled, it was too late something took her down.

Jasper ran to the other side and tried to distract this something, it worked. Finn and Monty helped her to get out off the water. Octavia kissed Jaspers cheek to thank him, she saw the glance Jasper gave her since she saw her next to Bellamy.

“I think we should stay out off the lake.” Finn said and laughed.

“Yes but we’ve reach the other side.” Clarke said. “You see this mountain, this is mount weather." She showed with her finger.

"And how should we do this?” You asked and crossed your arms. 

Finn looked into the woods were all of you came out.“Y/N do you remember the Stories my mom told us? About Tarzan?” He laughed.

“Yeah sure, you wouldnt stop roaring after she told us."You laughed back and everyone laughed with you.

"That was not what I meant.” He said embarrassed. “Look up!”

“What are you two crazies think about?” Jasper asked and looked up to Finn and you while you two smiled to each other.


After Octavia and Jasper stood up, Finn and you walked to a tree with lianas. After everyone had understood what you wanted to do, they agreed.

“I am the first!” You said excited.

Finn gave you the liana and you take a run-up and jumped over the lake.

“Hey what is this?” You thought.

You found a shield which indicated the direction of mount weather. You held the shield up and have screamed with joy.

“YEAH!” Octavia, Jasper, Monty, Clarke and Finn said and lift their arms up but in this moment, someone threw a spear and met you.

“Y/N!!!” Finn yelled and wanted to jump to you, Octavia stopped him. “Let go off me.” Finn said angry.

“No Finn, look at me we’ve to go!” Clarke said and took Finn with her.

They hid behind a big stone and when Monty wanted to see you, you were gone.

“Hey guys? Where is Y/N?” Monty asked and looked to Jasper.

“They took her.” Octavia said with her head down.

“We’ve go to the dropship and get reinforcement.” Clarke said to Finn who was staring to the other side, he blamed himself for that.

“Okay, lets go.” Finn said.


“Where is the food?” Murphy asked with smile and Finn beat him.

“Hey, hey, hey whats going on here?” Bellamy said as he ran between Finn and Murphy.

“I dont know he’s crazy!” Murphy said and stood up.

“Where is Y/N?” Wells asked.

“They took her!” Finn said angry. “We’ve to rescue her!”

“They?” Bellamy asked confused and looked over to his Sister.

“We’re not alone.” Octavia said with a serious face.


So my lovelys, this was Part 3 I hope you enjoyed and want more of Planet Earth.

Peter Pan Imagine: Shut Up, Dork, and Kiss Me

Request from anonymous: “Please do the christmas prompt of the pulling you in for a kiss with a scarf. I dont really care who with, it just seems so cute.” (I turned this into a winter scarf because Christmas is over now) _____________________________________ 

 This island was surely bipolar, and you were complete and utterly positive of this. 

One second it was like the sun was falling directly on the island, and the next it seemed like the sun had been swallowed up by the dark and droopy clouds above. Today it just so happened that the sun had been bombarded by the sky, and was not giving anybody on the island any type of sympathy. 

Shivers rumbled violently throughout your body as you continued to skin the insides out of the animal you had hunted. Even it was almost frozen solid, making it all the more difficult for you to tear the meat away from its flesh.

 You sat, wave after wave of chills speeding down your spine, near the fire. Almost as an instinct, you would subconsciously scoot to closer to the fire, then have to force yourself to move back, less you burn your skin.

 "Damn Pan and his-“ you started to mumble, before getting interrupted. 

"Damn me and my what?” You looked up with a toxic sneer; there was no way, in this weather, you would survive without proper clothing. 

Something as simple as a hat would help you in your state, but apparently Pan was too busy with whatever task he was doing to care. 

 "You and your unwillingness to give me descent clothing in this damn awful weather, you idiot!“ 

 He rolled his eyes, "I think you’ll survive." 

 "Not in this weather! You must have forgotten that I don’t even have a sturdy coat, I’m wearing a sweater!” You hissed back, throwing your arms up in exasperation at his ignorance. 

 He sighed, putting his hands on his knees and pushing himself up from his position across from you. He held out his hand, as if he thought you would let him help you up. You looked straight at his outstretched hand, and stood up by yourself. He shrugged and turned away, strutting towards the direction of his treehouse. 

 "What the Hell, Pan? I need suitable clothes or I’ll freeze!“ You yelled at him, stoming after him and tugging on his arm in frustration.

 He turned around and spoke, clearly annoyed,” Well, then come on! I was trying to get you to follow me so I could get you some!“

 You rolled your eyes as he turned around, giving him a shameless wierd face behind his back. A few lost boys that sat near you snickered at your reaction, but soon continued feverishly with their work as they saw the look Pan had given them. 


 "You know, you don’t have to be a total jerk all the time,” you mumbled as the two of you reached the ladder leading to his hut that was hidden in the fortress of snow that covered the tree. 

 "Be quiet.“ He growled, the sound resembling a wild animal.

 "See!” You pointed out to him, “You just growled like a dog! Only jerks do that! It’s creepy, and weird.”

 He turned around,“Just climb the damn ladder, (Y/N).”

 "What if I don’t want to?“ You challenged, crossing your arms and planting your feet on the ground. 

 "Then you know very well what I could do; don’t test what little patience I have for you." 

 "As if that is going to scare me? You wouldn’t do anything, not to me, or any of the lost boys for that matter!”

 "Oh, you’d be surprised…“ 

 You squinted your eyes wickedly at him, sick of bickering pointlessly with him when he would just keep firing things back at you. 

 "You’re a baboon." 

 And with that last insult pouring from your mouth, you walked past him, purposely bumping his shoulder, and started climbing the wooden pegs. He followed closely behind, and you could practically sense the victorious smirk plastered onto his face. 

 "I may be a baboon, but at least-" 

 You silenced him with a sharp ‘shh!’ and then sighed in content, he was finally quiet. 

It wasn’t often that you could hear only the birds singing soft melodies, and usually it wasn’t that long of a break when you did, but you always savored the moments. All that could be heard was what sounded like a robin and a bluejay serenading each other; that was, until a though interrupted their lullabies. 

"Pan, why am I going first? You need to unlock the door…” You interrogated as you reached the top, finding that the ladder lead straight to the door without a deck or porch first. 

 He chuckled, “Because then I get to do this!" 

 He climbed up towards you, much to your dismay, so that his feet were on the same step as yours, his front held tight against your back. He was practically laying on top of you, squishing you against the wood. One hand held the latter step just above your head to keep his balance, while the other casually searched for what you assumed was the key to the door you were pressed against. 

You weren’t as cold anymore with him on you, but you now had other problems. 

 "Pan! Get off of me! I don’t want your disgusting, germ covered dna this close to me!” You screeched, trying to squeeze away from him. 

 "Aw, love! Are you embarrassed about a little human contact? Oh, you really should get used to that!“ He teased in a baby voice, urging you to try and get further away.

 A small voice in your head told you he was right, that you were completely lost and embarrassed when it came to contact with another living being. Had it really been that long since you’d had a hug, or even touched the hand of somebody in a non-violent fighting technique?

 "For the love of–just get the damn key!” He laughed at your misery, finally reaching the the key up to the lock. You were about to breathe a sigh of relief, when he suddenly paused.

 "What’s the magic words?“ 

 You groaned, "I swear I will personally punch you in the balls if you don’t put that dumb key in that lock right now.”

 "Wrong! The password is…“ he paused to think, ”'Pan is sexy’“ 

 "Oh, no way. I’m not saying that, so just open the door, you insufferable idiot!”  

“Not until you say the password." 


 "Then we’ll stay here all night if we have to!”

 "Pan, open the door! I’m not kidding!“ You screamed, fed up with his stupid games he had been playing. 

 "Neither am I, say the password!" 

 "I’m not saying the password!" 

 "You have to!" 

 "No, I really don’t!”

 "If you want in, you do.“ 

 "Then get off so that I can climb down, because I’m not saying the password.”


 You screamed loudly in frustration, turning around beneath him and taking a vicious swipe at his face. He caught your arms by its wrist, gently bringing it back to your side with extreme caution. His eyes held surprise; no lost person had ever tried to physically hurt him before unless they had a valid reason.

 You huffed angrily at him,"Let go of my arm and let me down from this stupid ladder, I don’t want the clothes anymore! Don’t touch me you idiot, you stupid-”


 "No! I don’t wanna stop talking just because you say I have to you damn ignorant idiot, you have no right to tell me-”

 "I said STOP!“ He yelled loudly, scaring the living daylights out of your figure, causing you to, out of your better judgment, flinch slightly. 


 He pushed the door open and lifted your hate filled body into the room, following in pursuit soon after. 

You were too caught up in pouting that you didn’t stop to realise the cool knick knacks and treasures he had placed around his one roomed house. In one corner was a shelf full of things you could only find in Neverland; pixie dust in bottles, mermaid scales, and many other exotic mementos. 

 "The only thing I have are some old coats from me, and they’ll still be a bit big…but they’ll have to do I guess.” He told you, but you weren’t paying much attention to him any more. 

 You had finally gotten rid your pouty face and put on one of wonder and excitement as you eyed the endless trinkets that cluttered up his room. 

 You felt a pile of clothes hit you in the side of the head, snapping you out of your daze. You picked the clothes off the floor and then glared at the annoying boy.

 "Don’t give me that look! I just gave you some of my best clothes!“ 

 You looked down at the soft material in your hands and furrowed your brows. Why did he give you such nice clothes? 

 You set some of the extra articles of clothing (a hat, scarf, and gloves) on his bed, grabbing the coat and slipping it around your shoulders.

 It was huge, to say the least, but extremely warm. It hung from your shoulders slightly, and came down to your thighs. The sleeves dangled past your hands. You flopped the sleeves around a bit and pulled up the hood of the green, leather like material. It covered your eyes a bit, creating a sinister aura.

 Well, as sinister as you could get. 

You put your hands on your hips and puffed out your chest, lowering your voice as spoke, "I am Pahn! Leadah of the lost boys! I like to floy, und my second in commund is Felux." 

 He raised his eyebrow at you, a smirk making its way onto his lips. 

 "Ah! Felux!” You stood beside him and poorly imitated his British accent, reaching up to sling an arm around his shoulders, “Today is a good doy to play hoyd and seek with the lost boys! Lut’s play!" 


 "Who is this (Y/N)? Do I know 'er?” You asked, flicking your eyebrows up simultaneously. 

 He roll his eyes, “You are a dork.”

 "How dah you coll me, Petah Pahn, a dok!“ You bellowed, leaning back with your hand on your heart dramatically.

 As you leaned back up, you saw a reaction completely different from the one you had expected. 

 He grabbed the scarf that sat on the edge of his bed and walked towards you with it, agonisingly slow. 

 You, of course, were scared for your life because of the way he was looking at you. He had a dark tint in his eyes, and an animalistic grin on his face.

 He got close enough to where he could finally reach you, and then swung the scarf around the back of your neck. Tugging you roughly to him, he slowly leaned down so that you were nose to nose. 

 He looked into your eyes intensely, then closed them and tilted his lips down. They met yours, and somehow you found yourself kissing back. He pulled you closer to him with the scarf, but then dropped it and slid one hand down to your waist, the other resting on the back of your neck.

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 After a few moments of the intense yet meaningful kiss, the two of you broke away. Both of your cheeks were dusted in a scarlet color, a butterfly effect taking its toll on your stomach. Your lips were still numb, and all you could think about was kissing his again. 

 "Uh…thanks for the clothes by the way, how can I repay you?" 

 To which he replied, "More of those.” and pulled you in once more.


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anonymous asked:

Okay so what if like Arins always stressed out in being a tiger hybrid. Like he constantly has 'be tough be tough' in his mind because he's a tiger and he's supposed to be this big powerful alpha male but it stresses him the fuck out because really he just wants to be a small baby and cuddle up into dans lap and Dan is always trying to break through this barrier in saying 'you don't have to be big and tough to be powerful' and 'you're perfect the way you are kitten' and i JUST GOD SEND H E L PPP

THIS KILLS ME okay okay  this is a long ass post like a legit fanfic okay jesus dont give me good prompts like this haha;;;

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First and for all; s/o to Cassie (@michaelcligford) for making this gif for me! Thank you lovely! Secondly, thank you to all my followers, after losing my old blog I’ve got back a majority of you and new ones. I love you all and thank you so much for enjoying my blog despite it being trash, lmao. Thank you to all the friends I’ve made, y’all mean so much to me and I have so much love and respect for you all. So here goes..

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