i want to break all the glass

suitofclouds  asked:

Oh wise and all knowing craft and Michaels goddess. I bought a mirror at the flea market over the weekend and some of the decorative molding has broken off. Instead of replacing the frame, I want to put some rock quartz (or maybe beach glass) chips over the broken parts so it looks like the mirror is breaking through the frame. Do you have any advice where to source such materials (i.e. Have you used them before or does your store stock them) and do you have any tips on what adhesive to use?💕

Michael’s does have some semi-precious stone chips, but they come in a big multipack. The good news is that if you have a use for quartz, coral, tiger’s eye, and some other semiprecious stone chips, it’s something like 9.99 for the whole deal and you can use coupons on them. It should be in the beading aisle near the charms. 

We also have the Sedona and Signature collections in the beading aisle- if you’re looking for crystal formations. Those are with the strung beads. I will warn you first off though- most of them are dyed and it doesn’t really say so on the label. If that’s important to you, then I would use discretion. 

Otherwise, I might also direct you to Fire Mountain Beads, which is the go-to for a lot of stonework. 

Adhesive-wise… I would probably use E-6000: it’s an epoxy-base adhesive that works on most materials. I use it on metal all the time, so it should work well enough for glass. You could probably do some cool stuff with making your own settings, but that’s kind of like… an advanced thing. 

anonymous asked:

hey can u rec some good klance fics !

dddiijfjovojrf this has been in my asks for so long im sowwy :’3c BUT HERE WE GO I GOTCHU

berceuse by winterandlittlebrunettes
UHG FUCK this was …… so soft , im so down for lance falling in love w keith all over again …………….. wow

vampires werewolves and monsters, oh my! by ashmes
I LOVE MONSTER AUS !!!!!!! THIS IS SO GOOD ALREADY !!!

love bug by mellodramaticlawliet
every lovebug fic ……………. is a good one …… im probs gonna rec like three more dkfjbnrkbjgnjkef THIS WAS CUTE

keith the amnesiac by jilliancares
KEITH LOSES HIS MEMORY …… ND HE’S LIKE … SUPER CLINGY .. idk this was rlly cute mdudes……..

you’re sweeter than marshmallows by kagaminatsuki
FEKEJVENKVFJKJSDCNKVF THIS WAS SO SWEET AND SOFT AND I LOVE IT HHHHNHN

bitten by the same bug by punjedi
ANOTHER LOVE BUG FIC …. THIS WAS SUPER CUTE 10/10 WOULD RECOMMEND

jagged fins by aaronalive
THIS IS MY FAVOURITE FIC RIGHT NOW !!!!!!! I LVOE MERMAIDS SM !!! KEITH IS A SHARK ND LANCE FALLS IN LOVE OOPS !!!!!! YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH !!!!

lonely in love by warmybones
THIS FIC …………. like …….. this fic was so soft and fucking sensual like i felt like i was about to fuckign fall in love this was rlly sweet nd i legit teared up a bit

4 times lance played with keiths hair (+1 time keith played with lances) by kickfoxing
THE TITLE SAYS IT ALL …… SUPER SWEET

all tar and glass by brookethenerd
lance is captured by the galra and he’s ,, missing a leg fuck dude this fic is sad but also rlly sweet ? idk i rlly like this one hhhnhnhng

i want you to stay by petalloso
WOW BRO … GIVIN ME A LIL HEARTBREAK BRO? A LITTLE BREAKY BREAK?? THIS FIC ISNT SAD IM JUST KJFVKNVJKDF AAAAA

love bite(s) by archetypeofadesposa
ANOTHER LOVE BUG FIC DDLKDNLHNJFKJDJKRF FUCK??????????? FUCK !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

morning to night by arialsal
the life of college boyfriends keith nd lance …….. wrow :’‘))))

uwu those r all the new ones i have rn !!! :3c my ao3 is @ boys so yall can check out the rest of my bookmarks !!

Pre-Kerberos! Matt HC

[Pre-Kerberos! Matt]

★ Matt is the whitest of the whites, he eats one hot chip and it’s game over.

★ He’s allergic to pickles

★ He got Katie into aliens and cryptids

  • He doesn’t regret it                                                                             

★ Him and Shiro were friends, even before the Garrison.

★ He’s a little shit, the Garrison teachers expected him to be the perfect student since he was Sam and Colleen’s son.

  • They were wrong, he started a black market and wasn’t found out until it was too late. He made more than $500 bucks cash.

★ Whenever he was called into the office to talk about his future he just answered with “Kick ass, go to space, represent the human race.”

The cost of losing a bet with him was high

  • Once a kid had to go up to Iverson and ask if he was a furry and if his boyfriend was bigfoot.
  • They were required to help Iverson for the rest of the year during their free hour.

★ Anytime anyone asked if him and Shiro were dating, he did finger guns and awkwardly backed away.

★ Has been the cause of the science lab blowing up at least 5 times.

  • Shiro was apart of three of them.

★ Puns were his shit no one could escape

  • Shiro does this make us…..Kerbros?”
  • “If it weren’t for the laws of this land, I would’ve slaughtered you, Matt.”

★ Would fight you if you said Pluto wasn’t a planet

★ Is the most oblivious of people, two kids had a crush on him at the same time and he never noticed

  • But he can somehow notice when people have crushes on each other??

★ He met Neil Degrasse Tyson once and cried

★ Katie and him show their love by roasting each other on the daily

★ “I know you love those peas, Dad.” was only the tip of the Yikesburg™ .

★ He dyed Shiro’s hair once

  • It went as well as expected
  • It was neon blue

★ He smuggled Pidge into the Garrison once with the help of Shiro

  • Keith found them dragging her through the window
  • He just stared silently and walked away

★ He can do a perfect Yoda impression

  • Katie sadly found out when she on the verge of sleep at 3am

★ Subs always liked him for some reason, no one really knew how or why though.

★ He could name all 206 bones in the human body, and he taught Keith how to break every one of them

★ Katie popped out the lens in his back-up prescription glasses

  • He cried

★ He can quote back to the future word for word

★ “What are you gonna do punch me???”

  • The kid decked him
  • He broke their leg

★ He threatened to sell Katie to the Garrison for a pizza

  • A guy’s gotta do what they gotta do to get some decent food

★ “How’d you do in your flight test, Matt?” “Oh, I nearly killed Shiro. it’s chill though.”

★ He cries whenever he sees dogs since the Garrison is in the middle of nowhere

  • He once cried for more dog deaths in three school days than his entire life

★ “Hey Matt, high-five the stars for me okay?” “Of course, Katie.”

  • She hasn’t found out if he did or not.

★ It was his idea to name their dog Gunther

  • “What the fuck, Matt” “It haS CHARACTER KATIE”

★ Him and his mom are kickass together.

  • Everyone is low-key terrified of them

★ He crashed his bike into a tree once

  • “Lol you guys will never guess what happened”
  • “What”
  • “My bone is no longer in my leg”

★ “Do you think Iverson and—” “I’m gonna stop you right there.”

★ He hacked the speakers in the Garrison to play Bill Nye the Science Guy when someone said he wasn’t a real scientist

★ Believes in the multiverse theory and soulmates

  • Maybe in some other universe him and Shiro are happy

★ He’s pan and poly, fight me   

  • Katie got him a shirt that read “Pans for Bigfoot”    
  • He wore it everywhere

★ He finished the office in a week and stares at a security camera whenever something stupid happens

★ Someone confessed to him once and he panicked and said “Thank you”

★ Matt is actually a super good crossdresser???

  • Shiro and Keith are surprised???
  • Katie had to get it from somewhere y’all

★ Lowkey likes to make fun of Keith for being Texan

  • “Y’all’d’ve done good if y’all had listened to me.”
  •  “I hate living because of you, Matt.”

★ Bill Nye the Science Guy is his dad and you can’t tell him otherwise.

  • He’ll fight you if you say he isn’t a real Scientist

★ MATT REALLY LIKES AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER, LIKE I HAVEN’T EVEN SEEN IT BUT I KNOW HE DOES.

★ Him and Katie learned Latin for kicks

★ Speaks fluent meme

★ **Drops one piece of candy on his room floor** “,,,,,,,,” **Kneels down to look for it**

★ 10/10 doesn’t know how to handle any crushes he has

  • He realized he had a crush on Shiro with the “help” of Katie and Keith
  • He tried to eat an entire jar of pickles afterwards

★ “Matt, you have a crush on my brother, admit it” “New glasses, who dis?”

★ “Shiro, when I was your age,,,,,,” “One day, you’re just not going to wake up.”

★ He somehow convinced Shiro to dress up as Watson while he was Sherlock

★ Hamilton’s number 1 fan

★ He spits out facts at random

  • “Y’know Alexander Hamilton spelt Philadelphia wrong in our Constitution?” 
  • Katie, who has been running on 3 hours of sleep: please shut tf up

★ “You’re a little shit Matt” “Atleast I don’t quote Fairy Tail any chance i get”

★ Matt: THIS BITCH EMPTY 
★ Katie, grabbing his backpack full of assignments from the Garrison: Y E E T

★ He hates coffee but will drink 5 cans of soda in an hour

★ “YOOOOO I TELL YOU WHAT I WANT WHAT I REALLY WANT” “SO TELL ME WANT WHAT YOU REALLY WANT” “I WANNA–”

  • Sam Holt voice: Please,,,,just go to sleep”

★ He’s a Gryffindor

★ Someone bet him that he couldn’t eat 2 of the new Grand Macs

  • He ate 4, Katie ate 5
  • Everyone was impressed and low-key terrified

★ Shiro: bro take off your glasses
★ Matt: bro everything’s a blur
★ Shiro: that’s my life without you
 Matt, tearfully: Bro… 

Iverson: any questions?
Matt: Yeah, first of all, how dare you?

★ “Would you slap Katie for $2,000?” “I’d break both of Katie’s arms and my own leg for a small fry from McDonald's”

★ Shiro gave him one of his sweaters when it was cold out once

  • Shiro hasn’t seen it since

★ He had an emo phase that lasted 2 months before he got tired of the eyeliner

  • Katie likes to bring it up at the worst times

He’s covered in bandaids 90% of the time

  • Most times it’s because he and Katie were fucking around while building smth

★ “The amount of uses for a dead horse is infinite” “Matt, honestly, just go to church”

★ His mind is just a constant loop of that scene in VeggieTales where the realized they didn’t have hands and just sadly looked at each other

★ “KATIE POKEMON PIDGEOTTO HOLT

★ Mashed potatoes can and should fuck him up

★ Learned to play the kazoo for meme opportunity

★ Once burnt off one of his eyebrows from boiling water

★ Him and Katie do the handshake thing from Zack and Cody

★ Whenever someone asks to see a picture of Katie, he just pulls out a picture of Pidgey from Pokémon

  • Matt: Isn’t she pretty?

★ He beat every island in poptropica

★ He can make really nice flower crowns nobody has questioned it

★ He talks with his hands a lot

  • He’s hit Keith in the face more than once because of it

★ You know when it snowed in Egypt for the first time in years and that guy had that giant ass snowball and was gonna fucking dunk it on his friend?

  • That’s Matt

★ He can dance?? Where did he learn it? Nobody knows

★ “Keith I came as soon as i heard! I can’t believe it I knew you two were close”
★“Wtf are you talking about?”
★“Punk is dead, Keith”

★ When the rumour that MCR was coming back you bet your ass Matt was ready to blast every song whenever he saw Keith

★ “I’m Matt, the radar technician”

★ He recreated BB-8 from Star Wars: The Force Awakens and cried

★ “Bitch, I am a gift of God, square up”

  • Get it? Because Matthew means gift of God??

★ He can solve a rubix cube behind his back in under 35 seconds

★ If he laughs hard enough he’ll start snorting

  • 50% of the time he won’t notice because he’s too busy laughing
  • The other 50% he’ll stop and frown in disgust at his own snort

★ He found out Shiro poured his milk in before the cereal and kicked him out their dorm

Matt: Hey, Shiro, want to stay for dinner?
Colleen: Do you want to stay forever?

★ Iverson lowkey reminds him of Snape, so by default he just doesn’t like him

★ “Work, work!” “Matthew!”
    “Work, work!” “Katherine!”
    “,,,,,and Keith”
    “The conspiracy theorists!”

★ Unlike his sister, he likes to garden and starts one in their backyard with their mom

★ Matt would totally force Shiro to cosplay Team Rocket for Halloween with Pidge being Meowth and Keith being an edgier version of Ash Ketchum

  • Shiro as Jessie and Matt as James of course

★ He owns every pokemon game in existence

  • Pokemon Snap was his shit when he was like 7
  • He 360 noscoped the Pokemon with apples

★ Has read all of the Harry Potter books three times

★ He tried to teach Shiro how to dance

  • They never finished though because neither of them could take the sexual tension

★ He was more into the galaxies and multiple universes part of space, while Katie was excited for the tech advances 

  • They were both 100% ready for aliens though

★ Shiro told him he couldn’t create the Marauders Map, so he did out of spite

★ Talked in nothing but Shakespeare for a day to piss off Katie

★ He loved ducktales

  • Too bad he can’t see the reboot

★ Barbie and the 12 dancing princesses was his shit

★ When Katie was born, he brought a potato with him when he went to the hospital to compare the two

★ He always wore sweaters that didn’t quite fit him, so he could have Sweater Paws

★ There was a supposed ‘haunted’ house on his street, so him Katie and the Broganes all snuck out to investigate

  • A window broke while they were in there
  • Keith shapeshifted into Sonic and bolted, Katie started hysterically crying and laughing at the same time as she ran, and Matt jumped into Shiro’s arm and Shiro fuckin’ booked it
  • They all agreed not to talk about it

★ Once in gym, a ball was about to hit someone in the face but instead of yelling “duck!” he yelled “dICK”

  • To this day no one has let him live it down

★ Uses an absurd amount of emoticons when texting

★ 10/10 would meme again

★ Used the word “Yo” too many times to count

★ Tried to bury Katie underneath a bunch of snow when she was 10

★ He can’t swim

★ He’s cried during nearly every Disney and Pixar movie


[Read Part Two// Post-Kerberos! Matt HC here!]

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Break Your Enemy - A Curse

WARNING: This curse is extremely aggressive. Use caution and prepare properly. This curse CAN AND WILL try to come back on you. Wards, cleansing, etc, is highly recommend. Please proceed with caution.

This curse was inspired by a certain someone and my hatred of them because of terrible things they did to me and others close to me (do not ask because I will not talk about it) and is intend to break the target physically, mentally, and emotionally.

What You Need

💀 A small jar (like the one seen above)

💀 A piece of paper with the target’s name on it (first and last is best)

💀 Cayenne Pepper or Lemon Juice

💀 2-3 zip lock/plastic bag

💀 Something to hit the jar with (I used the handle end of a scissor)

Steps

💀 First write the target’s name on a piece of paper, put it in the jar, add the lemon juice/cayenne, and then seal the jar tightly.

💀 Put the jar in the plastic bag. You’ll want double or triple bag it since you will be breaking the jar. I used two myself and I recommend no less than that.

💀 Place the bag on a flat surface. Think of all the things your target did to warrant this curse. Build your rage, become engulfed with anger. Before you break this jar picture your target’s body/bones breaking and shattering, picture their psyche shattering like glass and crumble in to a pile of rubble. and picture their happiness and destroy that as well. 

💀 Strike the jar only once or twice. You want your intent to do most of the breaking. Dispose of accordingly and them immediately cleanse yourself and your surroundings. Do something mundane as well.

Use with caution and happy cursing ✌️

Don’t

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Request: NSFW prompt 12??? please bahahahha xx

A/N: technically i have a lot of requests that should have taken precedence over this but this took precedence in my heart

#12: I know this is a bad time, but I think I love you.

Originally posted by coffee-with-a-hint-of-fuck-you


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Mr. Shark

“Peter is a child.” Tony hisses into the phone. He’s keeping one eye on the kid from where he is standing, not hiding just standing, around the corner.

“He’s normally a child Tony, what’s your point?” Rhodey asks, Tony can hear him yawning over the line.

“Yes, he’s normally like 14 though not 4.” Tony is definitely not screeching in distress. “Normally he is my height, not this tiny thing.”

“What?” Rhodey asks, and he sounds more awake now.

“I don’t know, Friday says it’s Peter, but he’s like 2.” Tony peeks out to see Peter trying to pull himself onto the couch, he gets a wave and a gap-toothed grin.

“I thought he was 4.” Rhodey points out, and it sounds like he’s laughing at Tony.

“I don’t know what age he is, he’s small Rhodey. I need help, please come help me with the spider kid.” He pleads, waving back at Peter. Peter starts to toddle towards him.

“I’ll be there tomorrow morning.” Rhodey grumbles, and the dial tone sounds in his ear. Tony’s eyes are wide with fear when Peter bumps into his leg.

“Tomorrow morning?” His voice is little more than a squeak.

“That is what he said boss.” Friday replies, she sounds smug.

“Okay, hi Peter.” Tony greets crouching down next to the kid. “I’m Tony Stark.” He holds out his hand to the little guy.

“Hi!” Peter shouts, grabbing onto his hands. “I like your bobots.” He holds out his arms in the normal kid gesture for pick me up, and Tony does, hefting the kid onto his hip.

“Really, which of my robots is your favorite?” He asks, bouncing a little. Peter squeals excitedly.

“I like the nice wall lady, and the dumb rolly robot, but my favorite is suit lady.” He informs Tony, nodding excitedly. “She’s nice.” Tony laughs.

“She is, isn’t she? You know I think you are her favorite human too.” He pokes Peter’s nose for emphasis. Peter giggles, grabbing onto his glasses with one hand, and yanking them off his face. “Ow.” Tony winces, and the glasses snap in half, apparently the little spider still has some super strength.

“Oh no.” His eye’s go wide and glossy and he looks up at Tony. “Please no mad. I didn’t mean to Mr. Shark.” Tony is trying very hard not to look like he wants to cry. “Please don’t leave.” Peter sniffles.

“I’m not leaving Peter, I’m right here. The glasses are dumb anyways.” He takes what’s left of them from Peter and drops them in the garbage. “See all gone.”

“No gone. I broke the boat and you were gone, no leaving now.” Peter insists, clutching at Tony’s shirt. Tony drops onto the couch, he needs to look put together for the kid, but his heart feels like it’s breaking in his chest. He gave Peter abandonment issues. He was trying to break the cycle, and he failed. Gesturing with his left arm for Dum-E to come over, he tries to soothe the kid.

“I’m so sorry Peter. I shouldn’t have left you then, and I won’t leave you now. I promise.” He pats Peter’s pack in an attempt to be comforting. Dum-E rolls over, blanket clutched in his claw.

“Pinky promise?” Peter asks, holding up his pinky.

“Pinky promise.” Tony links his pinky with Peter’s just as Dum-E drops a blanket onto both of their heads. “Thanks Dum-E.” Tony grumbles, it makes Peter giggle so Tony will consider it a success.

“You’re not mad?” Peter asks.

“Nah those glasses were dumb anyways. I’m much prettier without them.” Tony informs him. Peter reaches out, grubby fingers poking at Tony’s cheeks.

“Your eye is dark under. Aunt May says it’s a bag but that doesn’t make any sense.” Peter informs him. “You put things in bags.” He informs Tony.

“I do not have bags under my eyes.” Tony insists. Peter looks as unconvinced as a four-year-old can. “I get a healthy amount of sleep.”

“Mr. Shark, you don’t sleep, ever.” Peter points out, and Tony doesn’t really have an argument, and he doesn’t really want to correct Peter’s pronunciation of Stark, so it’s time to change the topic.

“Friday, how long until Rhodey gets here?”  He asks.

“Based on his flight plan, he should arrive at the building in approximately 10 hours.”  Friday replies. Tony tries not to look absolutely horrified.

“I’m going to die.” He whispers, Peter pats his cheek comfortingly.

“Don’t worry Mr. Shark, I protect you.” Peter assures him, it’s the cutest thing Tony has ever seen and he’s going to wrap this kid in bubble wrap and never let him outside into the dangerous world ever again.

aries - you have to tear down your own walls first; love isn’t the kind to bleed through the cracks. she wants an ocean. give in.

Leo - i hope one day you can break free from your glass house.

Sagittarius- your love has thawed the ice in me; one day the sea levels will rise to drown my coastlines, and I will welcome your waves with all the love my arms can carry.

Taurus - i saw you in a dream once. i used to hold you when you would cry, but i know she’s stitched your wounds and you’re not crying anymore. i hope you’ve found your peace.

Virgo - they told you all roads lead home, but i know you lost yourself somewhere across the Atlantic when you left everything for something you weren’t sure you even wanted. i don’t know who you are anymore, but i hope you find it– whatever it is.

Capricorn - do you still see me in your skylines? i’ve forgotten what it’s like.

Gemini - they say you have another face hidden somewhere beneath your dress, but i’ve never known anyone who so unapologetically belonged to themselves. but tell me, are you really at war with the world? or is it all just a front? will you ever be caught late at night taking your mask off? i wonder what you think when you’re alone.

libra - i caught you once with your face in a book– did you ever catch me looking?

Aquarius - i worry about the way you love, but i envy it, too. there is beauty in always giving, but there is a loneliness so deep in loving what cannot be returned.

cancer - you are the light in every room, you are the beacon in every storm. you are my manna from heaven, you are the house that keeps me warm.

Scorpio - there are cobwebs in the corner where you used to sit, but sometimes I still see your footprints in the dust. you have a way of haunting the people you loved.

Pisces - your words are featherlight, but your actions are made of iron. one day I pray you learn the weight of what you have done.

—  the signs as I have loved them // mh
The Heroes: How They Deal with Kids

-because when you grow up and become a hero, kids will hear about you. And you will be recognized on the street.

-Denki gets distracted a lot. So when a kid is like, “ohmygosh hi!!” he is like: “WHAT HAPPENED?!” And starts sparking and shit like a villain is gonna jump out at him. The kids tend to just giggle and get excited to see his electricity. Then he calms down and like, spends some time making them laugh with static electricity between their fingers.

-Kiri LOVES the kids’ attention. He’s really smiley and happy, and will autograph anything. One time, a child asked him if he could break a glass bottle against Kiri just to see how hard his skin was. The parents were like STOP OMG DONT PLAY WITH GLASS and Kiri is like, “sure, I bet I could break it with just my pinky!!”

-Izuku is super flattered and shy, and tells them they’re gonna grow up and be awesome heroes too. He cannot believe that people want his autograph, but he doesn’t say no. Parents really love him and kids like to pile stuff in his arms to see how much his strength can hold. Or they just climb on top of him.

-Shouto is all right with kids. He’s kinda soft-spoken, but he smiles at them and will give them really good advice. He comforts a lot of crying children by making snowflakes for them. Children like to ask him to heat up stuff for them just to watch it melt. He’s superrrr protective and is completely the type to see any sort of parental abuse in public (whether its verbal or almost physical) and like, scare the shit out of said parent. Kids are very grateful for him.

-Katsuki hates children. Just….He doesn’t….Yeah it’s bad. He’ll sign stuff for them, but most of the time, it goes like this:
Kids: “EXPLOSION GUY!”
Katsuki: “The fuck?”
Kids: “MOMMM HE SAID A BAD WORD!”
Katsuki: “AGH SHUT UP YOU LITTLE—AGH I MEAN, NO, IT’S NOT A FUC—IT’S NOT A BAD WORD.”
Kids: “So I can say it too?”
Katsuki: “Uh, why would I give a f—why would i care?”
Kids: “Can I—?”
Katsuki: “See me blow up something?”
Kids: “—touch your hair?”
Katsuki: “…”

ok story time, i used to play DCUO in its early days which for those who don’t know is basically an MMORPG set in the dcu where you create a hero or villain and make your way up the hero ladder, and if you level up enough you end up being accepted into the justice league as an actual member

there are various locations you can visit, one of them being the watchtower where you can find the trinity in the middle of the map inside a dome you can’t visit unless you’ve actually become a justice leaguer. but you can still see them in there just… existing i guess (i don’t remember seeing the models even talk) so you’d constantly have other people gathering around and being interested in seeing what’s going on. one of those people was Xcalibersomething but we’ll call him XC. XC was this guy who had teamed up with me and a few other people for some quests because you finish things quicklier/easier when you team up with other random people, but out of the group, we were the last ones to leave so for the time being we had decided to stick together. we didn’t message each other all that much because the main idea was easy enough: you see something > you decide to kill it > i follow and help you kill it faster

at some point we visit the watchtower, go our separate ways for a while because that place is huge and you bet your ass i’m gonna fly around without actually doing anything, then just as i’m about to leave, he writes me in the chat:

<XC>: i think there’s a way to get in there
<me>: where?
<XC>: the room where superman, batman and ww are
<me>: oh i don’t think you can yet. hall of justice is locked for low levels
<XC>: no i can

now, i’m thinking “no you can’t” but i let him be because he’s going to realize soon enough you can’t actually find a way inside that room without meeting certain criteria. i won’t get worked up. i don’t know him either so maybe this is the most interesting thing he’s done this week. i do, however, decide to stick around a little longer

i see XC go as back as the map allows him and just fly straight into the glass (which for reference, flying in low levels… is not that fast. you get the effect of wind blowing past you but actually seeing it in third person is hilariously slow for the current circumstances). he stops. that’s expected, he can’t actually ram his way through. the game doesn’t work that way so i don’t expect him to–

<XC>: do you think the glass can break?
<me>: i really doubt that
<XC>: try with me

which i do. because i decided to stay so i may as well fly back and forth the map in an attempt to break a glass that can’t break. flying is fun, i’m having a dandy time. we keep at it for maybe one minute and a half, some people join us for a while without knowing why we’re doing this weird marathon thing, then i stop and write:

<me>: maybe we should go do some missions to level up (aka you aren’t breaking this glass i can’t believe you’re still at it let’s actually finish the game holy SHIT)
<XC>: no i really can’t do that
<me>: why not?
<XC>: he’s watching

okay… at this point i’m like he probably has a friend/sibling sitting next to him that he wants to impress with his super gaming skills, so i get it. we’ve all been there. i get it. trying to introduce a new game mechanic via strong belief and the power of imagination isn’t the way to go about it but i get the premise, you know?

he doesn’t ask me to start trying again, he just swoops away towards the dome as if he’s certain i’ll follow. i’ve officially joined a cult and he’s the leader. i can’t break his trust. i’m his second in command at this point. he expects me to be there in tow, together joined in his crusade against The Glass. i don’t have it in me to betray him, i won’t be the hal to his sinestro. so i follow. and i fly. and i get back and then i fly again. and this keeps happening for i’m certain more than seven minutes without any kind of communication or cease of efforts. i’ve put on music. i’m singing karaoke. i’m chilling. i’ve accepted my fate i’ll stay here for the rest of my life. but then it gets to the point it’s nearly 3am on a school night and i don’t have it in me anymore. i’m about to desert his ass as if he’s the guerillas and i’m missing my family. i write:

<me>: listen i really have to go. but it’s been fun!
<XC>: oh
<XC>: okay yeah. it was fun. thanks for trying to help
<me>: sure. can i just say something
<XC>: yep
<me>: none of my business but you can impress them a lot easier by actually leveling up and beating some bosses instead of this lol
<XC>: impress who?
<me>: whoever’s sitting next to you
<XC>: ?
<XC>: oooh no
<XC>: i meant batman
<XC>: he’s in there always watching. i want to make a good impression

i didn’t pick up the game for four months after that. and let me tell you. let me tell you. to this day, i still respect XC. batman’s in there. always watching. he just wanted to make a good impr

Scars We Carry

Request by: Anonymous

“ Please write about the first time after Draco and Harry start dating that they finally have sex after waiting a long time and Harry sees Draco’s scars and breaks down.”


°One Shot

°Pairing: Drarry (Draco x Harry)

°Warnings: NSFW/Harsh Language

°Note: Plays in 8th year!


                                           ~Scars We Carry~

Nervous.

Nervous was probably the best word to describe the state Draco was in at the moment.

Sex was supposed to feel good, right? Especially when you do it with the one you love.

But hell, the Slytherin was so nervous as he sat on his bed of his own dorm down in the dungeons. 

Harry and Draco have been dating for quite some time now. It’s been a rough time, and ever since the fire in the Room Of Requirement and what happened in the war, Draco has felt oddly attracted to the Gryffindor.

 So when they saw each other again in the Hogwarts Express to start a new year in their well known school, his feelings were all over the place.

However, eventually, he found out that Harry might be attracted to him as well, so he made a move and boom; they immediately fell in love, and since the dark lord wasn’t a thing anymore, there was no one that could stop them from becoming the probably cutest couple in the wizard world.

But Draco never felt ready to take it further than hot kissing sessions in his bedroom.

And Harry always respected that, even tho he clearly wanted it.

There just was something about all the time that caused Draco to have some trust issues. 

Now, however, he felt ready; just how would he explain this to Harry?


A knock on the door ripped Draco out of his thoughts and with a short “come in”, Draco laid back on his bed.

Harry, looking like a complete mess, walked inside and jumped in the bed, resting his head on his lover’s shoulder.

“You tired?”

The brown haired boy only nod his head and kissed Draco on the cheek.

“Quidditch is much harder now that I’ve missed it for a year.”

He sighed and cuddled Draco’s side, a small smile on his face.

“What have you been up to, babe?”

“Oh, uhm I…”

With a light shade of red covering his cheeks, Draco shifted so he could look at Harry’s face.

“I’ve been thinking. About us.”

With a frown on his face, Harry tilted his head.

“Is something wrong?”

“No, no, not at all. I’m just…I don’t know how to start this. Let me just…”

Draco decided actions were better than words right now, so he leaned in to kiss Harry passionately, who kissed him back with just the same force.

Harry rolled over so he was on top of the other male, their lips never parting.

First, Draco wasn’t sure what to do, but Harry’s lips drove him crazy, so he just closed his eyes, shut off his head and began to move his hips against Harry’s.

The second their erections touched through their clothes, Harry gasped and broke the kiss.

“D-Draco what are you-?”

But he didn’t want to talk, so he pulled Harry’s face down by his collar to kiss him again, moving his hips with a bit more confidence.

He could feel the moans coming from his lover against his lips, and finally Harry moved his hips too, and yes yes yes, it felt so good.

Harry’s left arm was next to Draco’s head, holding him steady, while his right hand began to run up and down Draco’s body, until he reached his lower back where he then moved just a bit lower and cupped Draco’s ass with his firm hand.

His lips now moved from Draco’s lips down to his chin, along his jaw and ended on his neck, where he left one hickey after another, all of them just at the right spots.

Draco loved it when Harry left hickeys all over his neck. He loved to let people know who he belonged to, and even better was when he was the one to leave hickeys on Harry’s skin.

His whole body heated up, and his heart started to race when Harry began to unbutton his shirt.

Fuck, what will happen when he sees the scars from 6th year?!

“Harry do-”

But it was too late.

Harry gasped and removed his body from Draco’s when he sat up, his eyes wide, shock reflected in them, horror even.

“Oh god…”

The hand he just opened the shirt with now covered Harry’s mouth, and tears began to build behind those round glasses.

“Harry, it’s nothing.”

“It’s not nothing, Draco!! I…I did this to you!”

As if he was afraid of himself, Harry stared at his hands and sobs began to escape his throat.

Even tho Draco felt the sudden urge to roll his eyes all the way back in his head. he sat up and wrapped his arms around Harry.

“I love you, Harry. Please don’t cry. We wanted to forget the past, right?”

When Harry, however, wouldn’t stop sobbing, Draco became inpatient and pulled him into a kiss again, that finally muted the other male’s sobs.

Now it was Draco’s turn to let his slightly shaking hands run over his boyfriend’s chest, before he grabbed the shirt tightly and took it off, breaking the kiss in order to pull the red shirt over Harry’s head. 

In the process Harry’s glasses fell off, but that was okay because they were so close that Harry didn’t need them to see his lover anyways.

As soon as Harry’s shirt joined Draco’s on the floor, he pushed the blonde back again and started to kiss his chest, his scars, softly at first, but then his tongue touched the skin, and Draco never felt so good and happy and needy before.

A soft moan slipped past his lips, and Harry began to kiss his way down to the waistband of Draco’s jeans, his hungry eyes never leaving the other one’s.

Excitement rushed through the Slytherin’s body when he could feel Harry’s hands undoing his belt, unzipping his trousers, and before he knew it, his jeans ended up on the floor as well.

The bulge in Draco’s pants was now right in front of Harry’s face and when his fingers gripped the clothing and pulled it down, Draco hid his face behind his hands and held his breath for a few seconds.

“Babe, don’t be shy. You look so beautiful.”

Harry softly kissed his thighs, again and again, until he thought Draco felt comfortable enough with his new feeling of being completely naked in front of someone else than himself.

Just to make sure he was reading the signals right, he looked up at Draco, his look asking for permission, and when Draco shyly nodded, Harry placed a soft kiss on the shaft of his throbbing erection.

Draco gasped, starring down at Harry as he kept doing so, until he suddenly licked the tip, causing Draco to moan.

His fingers got a hold of his messy, brown hair, gripping it tightly as he pushed Harry’s head a bit lower, wanting him to stop the teasing and just suck him to insanity.

But Harry, that sneaky little bastard, seemed to have other plans and he rolled over, pulling Draco on his lap.

“I have to admit something.”

Confused about why he would wanna talk now, Draco frowned at him.

“I, uhm, I never did this kind of thing either.”

“What?”, shock was written all over his face. “I thought you did this, you know, with Cho or the Weasel girl.”

“No, Draco. You’re my first too.”

For some odd reason, Draco felt relieved hearing that, and he couldn’t stop the smirk on his face as he leaned down and whispered: “Then let’s make it as good as we can, shall we~?”


There’s been a lot of time where Harry just appreciated his boyfriend’s body with soft kisses and touches, and it was so sweet that Draco even forgot that he never did this before.

Especially as Harry wrapped his hand around Draco’s hard member, he forgot how to think straight and gave in in the pleasure he was driven to.

“Harry-fuck; i-if you keep going like-oh-like that, I’m gonna cum before we even started.”

Way too fast Harry removed his hand and stood up from the bed so he could take off his last pieces of clothing as well, before he sat on his knees in front of Draco again.

“Uhm, do you know how to do this?”

“I’ve heard about it. We need, uh, lube, cause otherwise it would hurt too much. You have some?”

Draco once again nodded (Pansy told him he’ll need it one day when she gave it to him as a late birthday present) and reached to get it out of the drawer of his nightstand.

Harry grabbed it, opening the bottle-which was pretty hard with his shaky hands-and coated one of his fingers with the substance.

“You really wanna do this?”

Draco took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

“Yeah.”

“Alright. This might hurt a little, just tell me if the pain gets too much and I’ll stop, okay?”

With that, Harry slowly inserted his finger, little by little, listening to Draco’s whines and groans, waiting for a sign of his lover to move.

Once Draco got used to the strange sensation, he moved his hips, and Harry began to move his finger, slowly in and out, and even tho it felt so weird to Draco, he couldn’t help but moan.

“I’ll add another one, okay?”

As response he got another loud moan, so he added another lubricated finger and moved them a bit faster, scissoring and stretching him and when he noticed Draco arching his back, he knew that he hit that one spot that he’s been reading about a couple of times.

“Harry just-just fuck me already, please.”

Harry got even harder hearing those words, which seemed impossible at this point, and he used his hand to lubricate his aching cock as well, pulling out his fingers of Draco, which whined at the sudden empty feeling.

He, however, yelped when he felt the tip of Harry’s member entering him, slowly, but it still hurt badly.

Ever so often Harry stopped moving; believe me, it took him all of his self control to not just fuck Draco senselessly; and gave Draco all the time he needed to get used to his size, to any size actually.

It took some time, but eventually Harry slipped in completely and with a short nod of his boyfriends head, he began to slowly move his hips back and fourth.

“Fuck, Draco…i-i’s so tight.”

Both of the boys moaned and Harry got faster at each loud moan Draco let slip through his lips.

With the pain already forgotten, Draco parted his legs as far as he could, allowing Harry a much better access, and suddenly he hit that spot again that made him see stars.

“Harry!!!”

Hearing Draco moaning his name like this drove him way too close to his orgasm, but he couldn’t help himself from telling Draco to do that again.

“H-Harry, oh god, I-I-I’m gonna-”

“Yeah, me too.”

Draco felt his whole body shake and he let out a breathless scream when he reached his height, cuming all over his stomach.

With Harry’s lips on his, he came as well with a suffocated moan.


Harry rolled to the side, pulling Draco into his arms, placing kisses all over his sweaty face.

“I love you, Draco.”

“I love you too, Harry.”

Maybe all the things that happened weren’t so bad, after all.


Hope you liked it, sorry if I got anything wrong. Lots of Love!<3

~Jen

Secrets

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: More teen angst, wow what a surprise coming from me!!

Summary: Seeing Peter so hurt after a fight makes hidden feelings reveal themselves.

A/N: I really don’t like this, but I felt like I needed to post so here you go lolnfdkndk


You sighed, your fuzzy sock-clad feet tucked under you as you sat with your legs crossed on Peter’s bed. He had promised that the two of you could have one of your traditional movie nights, and needless to say, you were beyond excited. It seemed like ages since your last one of these. It was understandable, though, considering how your best friend was Spider-Man himself… yeah, you knew, but most days the thought of him being out there fighting still didn’t sit right with you.

He had told you to come over at 5:30, so you’d arrived at 5:15. When you knocked on the door, May greeted you with a huge smile and a bear hug. After knowing Peter since you were in third grade, you’d also grown to know and love his Aunt. Every time you came over, she always had some sort of baked good prepared for you. She was like your second mother.

Now it was almost 6:00, and there was still no sign of Peter. You sat on his unmade bed, scrolling boredly through your Instagram feed. You knew why he was late, obviously, but you couldn’t help feeling incredibly disappointed nonetheless. Lately, he’d been even more distant. In school, you sat together at lunch with him, Ned and MJ, but during every conversation, it seemed like he wasn’t even really there.

You were about to send him a text when May’s face popped up in the doorway. “Hey, kiddo, I’m sorry about this. Peter has been so flaky recently, and he won’t even tell me why.” She gave you a look of pity and understanding.

“Yeah, it’s okay. Maybe I should head home, I guess.” You meekly smiled, trying not to let the overwhelming dismay leak into your voice. May just nodded. Grabbing your backpack from the ground, you tucked your cell phone into the back pocket of your jeans.

Standing up, you were almost all the way out of the bedroom when you heard the front door open and slam shut. Peter.

You listened intently as you heard May’s footsteps approaching him. She was talking to him, but he was answering in a tone none higher than a whisper. You could barely make out what he was saying. Biting your lip, you dropped your bag back down onto the ground and waited for Peter to come in.

The doorknob turned slowly and then opened to reveal your best friend on the other side. His hair looked disheveled, and your eyes widened as you took in the sight of a huge black eye forming on his face. He was sporting a light gray hoodie and jeans, but you could tell that he’d just thrown the clothes over his suit.

Peter met your gaze, his eyes slightly lighting up. You quickly went over to him, closing the door behind you. “Oh my gosh, Pete, come here.” You led him over to the bed and carefully sat down next to him.

“Hi.” He muttered as you both sat, leaning in to hug you before grimacing in pain.

Now you were really worried. “What the hell happened? It’s not even dinner time and you’re already all beaten up!” Your voice raised slightly, and you had to fight hard to not let tears start pouring from your eyes already. Running your hands through your hair, you squeezed your eyes shut.

“Hey, hey, I’m right here. (Y/N), look, I’m okay.” Peter grabbed your hand, rubbing his thumb over your clenched knuckles soothingly. You let out a deep breath, his touch always had a way of simultaneously calming you down and making you completely lose your train of thought.

Opening your eyes again, you started, “You know, I was really, super worried about you. And I couldn’t even talk to May about it,” You felt yourself succumb to your emotions that were currently on overdrive, droplets of salt water beginning to leak from your tired eyes. “Now, you need to tell me what happened.”

Peter sighed, still holding your hand in his. “Well, there was a bank robbery. I tried to stop it, I almost had them, I really did. But then one of them pulled out this massive gun thing, I swear it was like something from another dimension, it was so insane (Y/N).”

“Oh my god, I’m gonna be sick.” Standing up and pacing back in forth in front of his bed, you shook your head in disbelief. “Peter, you could have died.”

“(Y/N), every time I put on that suit, I run the risk of dying.” He murmured, earning a death glare in his direction from you.

“Gee, thanks, that makes me feel so much better.”  

“(Y/N)! Jeez! I’m fine, I’m here. Why are you suddenly freaking out about this? It’s just a few scrapes and bruises, nothing out of the ordinary.” Peter pleaded, now standing up and facing you directly. You stared at the bruise on his eye that blocked out a cluster of the freckles that dotted his face.

Unfortunately, Peter was significantly taller than you, which meant that whenever you talked, you had to look up at him. This was your current situation, and as much as you were mad at him, the urge to collapse into his arms was still prominent in your mind as ever.

The words were flying out of your mouth before you could even process them. “God, Peter, because I’m in love with you, you dumbass!”

Suddenly you had stopped your pacing. Eyes wide as saucers, heart beating out of your chest, the reality of what you’d just admitted was slowly sinking in. It was your turn to blush profusely that night.

Meanwhile, Peter’s mind was racing at a mile a minute. (Y/N) (Y/L/N), the girl who he’d pined after in secret since he was thirteen, had beaten him to say that he loved her first. The girl who Peter had watched admire other boys in their grade for years upon years. The girl who sat next to him at lunch on his first day being the new kid in their school. The girl who had punched Flash Thompson in the face one day after he’d dumped his lunch tray on him. The girl who he’d practiced confessing to in front of his mirror countless times. Holy shit.

You were staring up at him, your soft eyes wide with anticipation. Don’t mess this up, Peter. He took a single step towards you. He felt time slow down.

The distance between the two of you grew smaller with every passing moment. You felt your heart surge in your chest as Peter’s honey colored eyes scanned yours.

“(Y/N)?”

“Yes?” You choked out, voice barely rising above the volume of a whisper.

“I-I love you too.”

Time froze. You let out a shaky breath of relief, before giving him the most beautiful smile he’d ever seen in his whole life. His eyes sparkled, flecks of light green catching in the light coming from the window.

“I think now’s the moment where you’re supposed to kiss me.” You chuckled, watching as Peter’s cheeks flamed.

“R-right.” He stuttered, taking a final step forward towards you and wrapping his arms around your waist. You smiled again, causing him to almost fall over at how much he loved you.

And then he kissed you, so gently as if you were glass and he didn’t want to break you, and all the years of hidden feelings suddenly came out into the open.

Sledgehammer

Steve Rogers x Reader Fic

A/N: Once again I have been trolling Spotify instead of focusing on what I should be, and this is what comes of it. 

Summary: A dance party of Tony’s takes a turn when a joke is played which you don’t find funny, causing you to reveal a long kept secret.

Word Count: 3482  |  Warnings: Foul language, small angst, mostly fluff

Songs : Can’t Feel My Face by The Weekend, Sledgehammer by Fifth Harmony, There’s Nothing Holding Me Back by Shawn Mendes


Your heart pounded in your chest, racing in time to the music. The bass thudding, beat heavy, sultry lyrics floating through the air. Sweat glistened on your skin as you danced with Wanda and Natasha.

Tony always threw the best parties. 

Food, drinks, and music abounded. You got to dress to the nines, fabulous clothes and shoes which made your legs look divine. There was nothing like it, in your estimation.  

The only thing which would make your night better would be if the tall blond soldier standing by the bar would come dance with you, but Steve was being the stoic, brooding Captain you knew and loved.  

Not that he knew you loved him. Everyone else did, but not Steve. The man was oblivious.  

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At the museum
  • Hufflepuff : wow, this is amazing ! I want one !
  • Slytherin : I can probably steal it for you. What do you think, Ravenclaw ?
  • Ravenclaw : I see no security guards or cameras... there is still a huge chance of some alarm, though.
  • Gryffindor : alright, then. I'll break the glass and throw the thing to Slytherin, then we'll all run in different directions while she slips it under her jacket and tries to appear inconspicuous.
  • Hufflepuff : why am I friends with wannabe criminals...
Heartlines Part IV: Lazarus

Summary: Life continued for the Justice League after Y/N’s death, but what happens when a member of the Avengers accidentally breaks their window during a fight? Meet Wicked Chaos, the newest Avenger addition, who distrusts the Justice League for some unknown reason, even for her.

Word Count: 11,634

Pairings: Clark Kent x Reader, Barry Allen x Reader, Bruce Wayne x Reader, Tony Stark x Reader

Warnings: Amnesiac reader, A LITTLE angst, I’m pretty sure there’s swearing somewhere and I think that’s it.

A/N: FINALLY, THE DAY YOU ALL HAVE WAITED, JUST BEFORE 2016 ENDS!!! (In my time zone, so don’t come tell me that’s 2017 already, my computer still marks is 2016, period.) Hope you enjoy it since it’s NOT EDITED, SORRY. Therefore, any typos are on me (so let me know if you find any). 

ANYWAY, HAPPY 2017!!

Part I    Part II  Part III

Originally posted by heyitsalebaexx

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Lucky Star

Word Count: ~1800

Pairing: Sehun/Reader

Notes: ceo! au // strong language

don’t cry tonight after the darkness passes, baby don’t cry tonight it’ll become as if it never happened

You stumble out of the bar, dragging your heels and bag behind you. Your disheveled hair reeks of vodka and mixed cocktails, the smell making you gag every second. It’s 2am on a Tuesday night, and you’re wasted on the empty streets, jobless and abandoned.

The alcohol-suppressed memories dance around your hazy mind, and any recollection of the atrocity that happened this afternoon makes you sick. You wobble through the dark, empty path only lit by a flickering yellow street lamp near the end. Somewhere down the line, your legs give in, and you collapse onto the cold graphite road, making your exposed thighs shiver. You wince and groan, pulling yourself onto the wall of a nearby store, which closed hours ago.

“Just my fucking luck,” you curse at your phone, whose screen remain lifeless. You throw your head back onto the wall and stare at the swirling buildings. How can someone lose everything in one night?

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Tainted Love (part 6)

Summary: Soulmates are supposed to be a wonderful thing, that is until you find out who your soulmate is. You guessed it, Lance “The Fucker” Tucker.

Pairing: Lance x Reader

Warnings: insecure Lance

A/N: I’m so happy I finally have no more writers block for this damn fic! I hope you’re enjoying it!

It had been a good 5 days since Lance stood you up. You still didn’t understand why he didn’t show up. You were so excited to be going on the date with him. You hadn’t even known the man for more than two weeks and he’s already breaking your heart.

“He didn’t show up?” Hope repeats what you had just said.

“Yup.” you say as you pour yourself a glass of apple juice. “I got all dressed up and everything. I was excited to be going on a date with him. I thought he could be different. I should’ve listened to you.”

“That’s weird.” she murmured.

“What is?”

“He came by the gym on Thursday and asked me and Ben if we could help him. He wanted us to tell him how to dress and how to act. I guess he didn’t want to fuck up the date.” she explained.

You sigh. “Well he did.” your eyes began to swell with tears as you remember last night. You waited for him, you texted him and nothing. “I can’t believe I actually thought he liked me I just-”

You stop speaking and let out a small sob. “Oh no, no, no, no Y/N don’t start crying. He’s an asshole.”

“I know It’s just - there has to some explanation. He’s my soulmate. There has to be a reason why out of everyone else, he’s my soulmate.” you sit down on the couch and sigh. “Maybe he had a long day and he took a nap and left his phone on silent.”

“Stop making excuses for him.”

“I’m not I’m just trying to be reasonable. He’s not just an asshole, Hope. I think that’s a front.”

“Doubt it.” she scoffed.

“There has to be a reason..” you mutter. “Hope, where does Lance live?”

“What? How the fuck would I know?”

“I know you know.”

“I’m not telling you either way.”

ou throw your head back. “C’mon.”

“No.”

“C’moooonnnn.”

“No Y/N.”

“Fine.” you huff. “I’ll just sit here and soak in my sadness… it’s not fair that everyone gets to be with their soulmate but I can’t. And now-”

“Alright shut the fuck up, you’re annoying me.” Hope cut you off. “Be ready in fifteen minutes and when I say be ready, I mean be outside your apartment building.” and with that, she hung up.

Not wanting to waste any time, you quickly pull your shoes on along with a jacket. Wearing a spaghetti strap and gym shorts was fine, right? You shrug and grab your phone, heading downstairs to wait for Hope.

When you got there, she was already waiting for you. You get in her car and put your seatbelt on. “I thought you said fifteen minutes? You got here in ten.”

“Yeah I know, decided to come early. I was gonna wait five minutes for you and if you didn’t get down here in time I was gonna leave.” she says as she drives off. “Because you take forever to get dressed.”

“Well not today.”

She glances over at you, taking in your appearance. “I can see that. Gym shorts? Really? That just screams ‘fuck me right now’.”

“You would know that, wouldn’t you?”

Hope scowled. “I’ll have you know that I’ve only fucked three people.”

“Today.”

The blonde slapped your arm.


Hope pulled up to an apartment building and parked. You look over at her, giving her a confused look. Where were you? “Second floor, apartment 24A. Go, I’ll be back in like an hour, two if I’m feeling nice.”

“Is this…” you trail off and she nods.

“I don’t like him but whatever makes you happy. Also, the only reason I know where he lives is because I had to pass him Maggie’s file.”

You smile. “Thanks Hope.”

“Yeah, yeah now get the fuck outta my car.”

You laugh and get out, watching Hope back up before she hauled ass down the road. Shaking your head you turn towards the building and sigh. It’s now or never, right? You walk up the stairs to the second floor and strut down the hallway, looking at each door. 20A. 21B. 22A. 23B. 24A.

Lance’s apartment was on the left side and you take a deep breath before knocking three times. You wait patiently but there was no answer so you began knocking again. It wasn’t until you heard a faint “yeah, yeah I’m comin’.” that you stopped.

Lance pulled the door open, his eyes glued to his wallet as he fished out some money. “How much is it again?” he looks up at you and surprise struck his face. You were the last person he thought would be at his door. He thought you hated him. “Shit Y/N, I thought you were the pizza man.”

“Obviously I’m not.” you don’t know when you crossed your arms but they were crossed.

The both of you stood there in awkward silence before Lance cleared his throat. “Uh, come in.”

He stepped aside and you enter his apartment. To your right there was his living room which was spotless and right in front of you was the kitchen which was also spotless. There was a door next to the kitchen which you assumed was his room since his infamous jacket was hanging on it.

“At the end of the hallway is a bathroom so if you need to go it’s over there.” Lance says, pointing over to your left. You nod and notice another door. Does he have a roommate? As if he heard your thoughts, he nods his head over to the door. “That’s like a storage room, I guess you could say. The only apartments available were two bedroom ones.”

Again, you nod and look around. The apartment was nicely decorated. You expected it to be… bland. Lance licks his lips and looks at you. “Do you want anything to drink?”

“No thank you.” You watch Lance walk over to the fridge and pour himself a glass of water. After drinking it he rounded the counter to stand in front of you.

“So.. uh.. what’re you doing here?” he questioned.

You scoff. “Do you really not know why I’m here?”

Lance frowned. “Is it about the date?”

You nod. “I’m just going to get this over with.” You say, running your fingers through your hair. Lance takes this time to look at you. A spaghetti strap and gym shorts? Oh man he could only imagine how it would feel to have your thighs clench around his head as he- “Why didn’t you show up?”

Lance blinks twice, coming back to reality. “Huh?”

“Why didn’t you show up? Were you with another girl that night?” you questioned. You sounded like a jealous girlfriend but you didn’t care.

“No!”

“Is that why you never answered my calls or texts? What about these past five days? Why haven’t you replied to me? Is there someone else? Did you blow me off because you don’t do the dating thing? I need answers, Lance. I need to know if I’m wasting my time or not. I know when we were younger you wanted nothing to do with me but I thought maybe you felt different now that we’ve met.” You spoke.

“No, I’m not seeing anyone right now. I haven’t been with anyone these past five days.” He tells you and you nod. You’re about to continue speaking when a girl emerged from his room.

“I finally found it. Thanks for not helping me you a-” she turns to the both of you, eyes drifting to you then to Lance.

You scoff. “You haven’t been with anyone these past five days?” Lance stays silent. “Unbelievable. I can’t believe I actually thought you had feelings for me. Hope was right, I should’ve just stayed away from you.”

You start walking to the door but Lance grabs your hand. “Woah, wait! Let me explain!”

“Explain what? That you weren’t actually interested in me? That you were probably with some chick Friday night? Honestly Lance-“

“Y/N would you just shut the fuck up and let me speak!” he cut you off and you freeze upon hearing his outburst. “Shit, sorry Y/N I didn’t mean for it to come out like that. Just, please let me explain everything.”

You only nod. Lance lets out a sigh. “She doesn’t mean anything to me. The only reason she’s here is to get her jacket that she left here three weeks ago. We didn’t even know three weeks ago, you can’t get mad at that.”

“Okay.”

“Fuck you, Lance!” the girl exclaimed as she made her way to the door.

“Why the fuck are you still here?” he glared at her as she left but not before showing him her middle finger.

Lance runs his fingers through his hair and sighs. “Anyways, where was I…”

“You were gonna tell me why you blew me off Friday night.”

Lance frowns. “Right.. I uh… I got insecure.”

You scoff. “You got insecure? Lance, that is by far the worst-“

“I’m not lying.” He cut you off. “I went down to the gym Thursday and asked Hope for some help. I didn’t want to fuck up the date and since she’s your best friend she knows what you like and what you don’t. So, when I asked her to help me she said that I shouldn’t even go because I was gonna fuck the date up no matter what. She said the only thing I was gonna do was break your heart because it’s the only thing I’m good at and she’s right. You deserve someone much better than me. I’m a fuck up. I already fucked up.”

You scowl. You were going to murder Hope for saying such things. “I know I probably deserve someone better than you but does it look like I care? I can look after myself, Lance. You’re my soulmate for fucks sake. There’s a reason for that. You didn’t even give us a try before you decided you were no good. I don’t know why this one time you listened to Hope when you never do.”

Lance raked his fingers through his hair and you continued. “Why won’t you give us a try?”

He sighed. “Because I really like you and I’m afraid I’m gonna screw shit up. I’ve never been in an actual relationship. I wouldn’t know what to do. I’m so used to sleeping around, no strings attached but-“ he paused. “My friends in high school who already met their soulmates would tell me how great it was and how complete they felt. Even now I stumble across people who feel that way and I always thought it was a load of bullshit. But after meeting you all that changed. I understand why everyone is so focused on finding their soulmate because fuck Y/N it’s the best feeling in the world.

“I want to be with you more than anything in the world. You’re so sweet and so kind and just the complete opposite of me and I’m fucking terrified that I’m going to do something so fucked up and ruin you and I don’t want to do that. I’m afraid I’m gonna hurt you so bad to the point where you hate me and fucking hell that crushes me.”

He’s in tears by now. You’d never thought you’d ever see Lance crying but here he was right in front of you with tears streaming down his face.

“And now I’m crying like a fucking idiot, making myself look even more stupid than I already do.” He sniffled and wiped his face with the back of his hand.

You take a couple steps forward, closing the gap between the two of you as you hugged him. “I knew that whole asshole thing was just a façade.” This makes Lance chuckle as he calmed down from crying. “You can’t help what you feel. You’re only human. It’s okay to cry and it’s okay to be fearful but you can’t let it stop you from being happy.”

“I’m sorry for blowing you off.”

“It’s fine, Lance.”

“No it’s not.” He pulls away so that he can look at you. “Let me take you on a date. I’ll show up this time.”

“We don’t have to rush into anything just yet. We can just-“

“I wanna take you out on a date.”

“Are you sure? We don’t have to-”

Lance sniffled. “Please?”

You smile. “Alright, Lance. I’ll let you take me on a date.”

“Thank you.” He presses a kiss to your cheek. “Since you’re already here how about we go to my room so I can take these pretty little shorts off you.”

He tugs at your shorts and you swat his hand away, laughing. “Lance!”

The mood shifted from serious to playful and Lance giggled. “I’m kidding, I’m kidding! Let’s watch a movie or something while we wait for the pizza man to get here. He should’ve been here like… twenty minutes ago.”


A/N: AHHHHHHH I’M FINALLY DONE. I STAYED UP UNTIL 6 IN THE MORNING TO FINISH THIS FOR YOU GUYS SO TELL ME WHAT YA THINK! I’M GONNA GO TO BED NOW BC I’M TIRED AS HELLAND I’LL FIX ANYMISTAKES L8TER. PEACE OUT.

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anonymous asked:

Do you read any riren/ereri fanfictions? If so what are your favorite ones? Ps your art is fucking amazing

I read ereri fanfic all the time! But my favourites… This is going to take a while to figure out because there’s a bunch and I can’t share every single one D: I’ll just pick a few that really stuck with me.

(This isn’t going to be a good fic rec list, since you’ve all probably already read these. Also, I’m only going to pick completed multi-chaptered ones, because the list of one-shots in my bookmarks is way too long to pick from)

Ok, SO! One of the first ereri fics I ever read was 1994 (which everyone and their mother has read) and it holds a special place in my heart.

A Warm Breath made me smile til my cheeks hurt and then made me bawl my eyes out so hard that my friend had to come check on me (I told them it was a fanfic and they rolled their eyes and laughed at me, how dare?!)

A Sound Like Breaking Glass was wonderful and so creative and just !!! Also Neither Tarnished Nor Afraid and These Weren’t Memories

Giving Up the Ghost, just… wow. My heart still aches if I think about this fic. And Words Cannot Describe was one of those fics you try to finish in one day, even though you desperately need to eat or sleep but you just can’t stop because it’s so good.

Grounded, Trompe-l’oeil and Time Deprives All But Memories are  A+++  

My Home Is Where Your Heart Is… I mean single Dad!Levi and babysitter!Eren? What more could you want?

The Red Long Johns (Or Be Sure to Dress in Layers) is the perfect teacher!Ereri AU, it’s cute and hilarious and Eren and Levi’s characterizations are wonderful. And obviously Büsker Dü’s and Don'ts. Also, Starboy is very good and bittersweet and also made me cryyy

The Colour of Rose Petals is so, so beautiful. I’m really not one for angst, but goddamn

The whole Entrenched series is !!! WWI ereri, yes, very good :)

It’s Funny Because Eren Can’t Read is another very popular one (for good reason)

So yeah, those are all some of my favs that I could read over and over :D

anonymous asked:

"My problem is darling, if I kiss you.. I won't be able to stop."

I step out of the car, smiling at Shawn as he holds the door open.

“A gentleman.”

“Always,” he says, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips.

We walk next to each other, making our way to my porch, and he takes my hand and puts his fingers between mine. I can’t help the smile that breaks out on my face when his bottom lip disappears between his teeth and he blushes.

“Do you want a glass of-”

“Tea?” he asks.

“I was gonna say wine, but tea works,” I chuckle. “Would you like to come inside?”

“The weather’s nice. I like the breeze.”

“I’ll be right back.”

I return with two mugs, one with tea and another with coffee, and hand Shawn the mug with the tea.

“Not a tea drinker?” Shawn asks, noticing the strong smell of the coffee.

“Not really, I prefer a good espresso.”

“Isn’t that going to keep you up all night?”

“Maybe that’s what I have in mind,” I say, shrugging and taking a sip.

Shawn coughs against the rim of his mug, spilling half of it’s contents on the ground and on his shirt. He frantically tugs at his shirt, starting to undo the buttons.  

I place my mug on the porch and put a hand on Shawn’s shoulder, looking at him helplessly.  

“I’m okay,” he says, coughing again. “Went down my windpipe, is all.”

“Do you wanna clean that up?” I ask, pointing to the brown liquid spreading down his shirt.

“I think that would be a good idea.”

I hand Shawn a t-shirt and point him to the bathroom, and move to the kitchen to clean up the mugs.

“You root for the Leafs?” Shawn asks, looking down at the dark blue shirt.

“Since I was twelve,” I state proudly.

“Been a fan since the first game my dad took me to,” he nods, walking around the kitchen isle to me.

“We could go to one,” I suggest. “My friend has an extra ticket for the game next week, and he doesn’t actually want to go, so I think I could get them off his hands.”

“First date and you’re already planning a second one?” Shawn smirks, leaning on the counter next to me.

I feel warmth spreading over my cheeks and groan in embarrassment, covering my face with my hands. That’s when he laughs and embraces me.

“I would actually love that,” he says, squeezing me reassuringly.

I uncover my face and look at the grin on Shawn’s face, knowing that my face is still flushed.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed. I like you.”

“I like you, too.” The confession is light, slipping out easily and without restraint. I put my hands on Shawn’s shoulders, squeezing lightly. In that moment, it feels right so I move in close until my nose bumps into his, and then his lips are just barely grazing mine.

“Wait, stop,” Shawn says, moving his lips from mine so that they are no longer touching.

“Is there a problem?” I whisper.

“My problem is, darling, if I kiss you… I won’t be able to stop.” Shawn exhales against my lips.

“So don’t,” I say, pulling him in.  

Family Reunion-(Stiles Stilinski)

Originally posted by martabuzz

Summary: You and Stiles attend a family reunion, but with a twist. Stiles is your fake ‘boyfriend’.

Warnings: none?

Pairing: Eventual Stiles x Reader

Word Count: 1561


I pull up into a car park down the street from my grans lake house and shoot Stiles a look of gratitude. If it weren’t for Stiles, my best friend and savior, I would have to endure another agonizing family reunion full of teasing and hurtful jokes aimed in my direction.

There are yearly family reunions at my grans lake house, and this year I’ve decided to bring along Stiles to end their tormenting. He’d play along as my ‘boyfriend’ and I’d be left alone once and for all.

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