i was eating cereal while making this

what if it seems like batman has safehouses all over the country because he’s a paranoid maniac always ready to go into hiding in iowa, but actually he just goes on a lot of business trips for his day job and when he sees a cute house he buys it and stays there. he grew up in a big mansion with a butler, a house with only three rooms is like camping for him. he thinks it’s fun. he gets to play house and eat cereal for dinner. the flash accidentally committed some light treason and needs to lay low for a while so batman sets him up at this little place in maine. flash is like “wow he really does plan for everything” but no, he just saw an old queen anne with green shingle siding and white accents and he couldn’t help himself. it had a wraparound porch and a spire. a spire. technically it wasn’t in his carefully alloted ‘whims’ budget but he sold an extra yacht to make room. “geeze bats i get that it’s a safehouse but couldn’t you have stocked the pantry with something besides kix and peanut butter?” flash asks. “they’re shelf stable,” batman says, as if that is why he bought those things, as if this is not just What He Does when alfred leaves him unsupervised.

cleansing yourself when your disorder is acting up

notes from things i personally do. for when you can’t bring yourself to shower or do rituals, when you can barely get out of bed and when you’re just exhausted

  • wash your hands, feet and face. water and soap, classic
  • or wipe them with wet wipes/toner/etc. who says they don’t have energy cleansing properties?
  • brush your teeth. mint helps with healing, plus you’ll feel better and cleaner physically
  • drink water. both important for your body and cleanses from the inside
  • lie down. just lie down on your bed or anywhere else and imagine your stagnant, stuffy energy being replaced with a new and comforting one
  • eat something. a piece of toast? great! cereal at 2 am? no problem. eating is good to help clear out any blockages caused by hunger and you’ll feel your energy circulating a lot smoother after
  • listen to music. lie down with your phone and blast some songs you associate with cleansing, bam
  • watch your favorite videos! they act just like songs, plus you’ll be having some fun too
  • say, “i am cleansed and feel better the moment i wake up.” mean it. really mean it, then take your nap or sleep for hours on end. whatever makes you feel better
  • and just be mundane for a little while. your craft won’t go anywhere, it’s always waiting for you when you’re ready to dive back in again

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Winteriron, "You're surprisingly warm for someone called the Winter Soldier"

This is cute!


Tony sneezed; once, twice. A chill runs up his spine and across his shoulders. It’s currently smack dab in the middle of winter and, despite the heat being circulated throughout all the rooms in Avengers Tower, he still feels cold. He has long since ditched his jeans and well-worn AC/DC tank top for sweats and a hoodie. At this point, he is contemplating gloves or just going to bed. 

Cranky, Tony more or less storms his way towards the kitchen on the main floor for a cup of coffee. He’d do hot chocolate, but FRIDAY informed him that Clint drank the last bit earlier that day and didn’t inform anyone. Now the streets were covered in thick blankets of snow and no service would be willing to deliver in this sort of weather. Not that Tony wanted them too. Safety of one’s self and all that. 

“Barton’s a lazy ass,” Tony mumbles to himself while shoving his hands, aching from the cold, into his hoodie’s front pocket. “Could have said something.”

It’s nearing midnight now and he had been in the workshop juggling a new circuit board while taking calls left and right from Pepper and Rhodey. Pepper staying in California (that lucky lady!) and Rhodey visiting family overseas, but both making time to talk to him. 

Most, if not everyone, has retired for the day. A sort of sleepy mood taking over the superhero residence as the snow drifts from the sky. Steve mentioned something about everyone playing in the snow sometime tomorrow. Probably after breakfast. Clint and Thor were instantly down with that. Natasha only grinned and Bruce offers a small smile. Then there was Barnes who didn’t react much to the idea of being out in the “snowy wonder” as Steve called it. Tony, however, passed almost as quickly as it was brought up. 

Snow is cold and wet. Two things Tony hates very much. But at Steve’s fallen face, Tony offers a list of Christmas-themed movies they could watch together. And relaxes when Steve accepts.

Upon finding the kitchen, Tony doesn’t bother turning on the light. It’s his tower. He designed it piece-by-piece and knows where everything is located. Even so, some light is supplied from the hallway right outside the kitchen. Just enough that he can see his coffee maker and just a bit beyond that.

Coffee going, Tony turns to the fridge to grab the milk. Opening it up, he scans the inside. 

“We’re out of milk too?” Tony groans.

“It’s on the table.”

Tony jumps. Anxiety coursing through his veins, he turns around and, with the light from the fridge, sees Barnes sitting at the table with a bowl, the new box of Fruit Loops, and the jug of milk.

“Jesus Christ, Barnes! Warn a guy, would ya?!” Tony snaps while closing the fridge.

“FRIDAY, kitchen lights at 25 percent.”

A dim, almost orange, light is suddenly cast over the kitchen. With the light, Tony is now staring at a shirtless Barnes in Bugs Bunny pajama pants who just casually spoons more cereal into his mouth. 

“Why are you eating in the dark, Barnes?”

Barnes shrugs. “Got good sight.”

“Oh, well. Warn a guy next time, please.”

“Okay.”

Tony blinks. “Right. Well, carry on.” He takes the milk from the table and sets about making himself the perfect cup of coffee all while Barnes chills at the kitchen table eating cereal.

When he’s done, he turns back to the table to Barnes frowning at the box in his hands.

“Uh, what’s wrong?”

“The cereal is all gone.” He ends with a pout.

Tony blinks because that shouldn’t look cute. He blames Barnes’ floppy long brown hair and five o’clock shadow.

“Get another box?” Tony suggests.

“This was the last of that kind.”

“Get a different box?”

“But I liked this one,” Barnes mumbles while scowling at the box like it is the most offensive thing in the world.

Tony’s mouth twitches into a smile. 

“Okay, well, I’m gonna’ go watch pre-recorded episodes of Iron Chef America so you’re welcomed to join if you want.” And he walks out of the kitchen.

Moments later, Barnes shuffles out of the kitchen to observe the living room. There’s only an available seat next to Tony. All the other seats were covered in the team’s junk. He tentatively sits next to Tony, back ridged from the close proximity. 

“Chill out, snowflake. I won’t bite…unless you’re into that.”

And just like that, Barnes sags into the couch next to Tony. They sit there for nearly an hour when Tony shifts closer. It’s close to 2 AM when Tony just straight up presses against Barnes. 

“Something wrong, Stark?”

“You’re surprisingly warm for someone called the Winter Soldier,” Tony replies all mysterious like. 

Barnes blinks once, twice, thrice, and then he’s laughing. Tony blinks up at him, sees the mirth in his eyes, and finds himself grinning.

“Whatever you say, Stark.” He brings his arm up and wraps it around Tony’s shoulders and pulls him closer.

The end!

Zach Dempsey #6

Request: Hi can you do a Zach Dempsey imagine where the reader and Zach are best friends and are in love w/ each other but both don’t know and the reader is afraid to fall in love bc of past relationships so Zach tries everything to convince her he won’t be like the others? Thanks!

Warnings: Mention of physically abuse!

A/N: This turned out longer then expcted. Sorry! Also: Almost 900 followers. You guys are crazy!
If you want to be tagged, message me :)

Originally posted by leftrightloveright


July 7th, 2016

Zach?, my hand is shaking as I try to hold my phone as still as possible but I loose the grip to my phone every once in a while.
“Y/N? Hey girl, whats up?”, his happy voice sounds up and I can hear the boys yelling and laughing in the background.
He’s probably at Bryce’s right now and I immediately feel bad for calling him in the first place.

But I didn’t know what to do and people kept starring at me, feeling bad for the girl sitting on the sidewalk with mascara running down her face while her hair is still covering most of it.
If they’d only knew what happened only 15 minutes ago at your boyfriends apartment they’d not give you that look.
But no one knows what happened and no one will ever find out, Zach is going to make sure of that.
Now I remember why his number was the first one to call.

“Are you there? What happened? Weren’t you supposed to be at Max’s place tonight?”, he still smiles while talking, I can hear that.
My heart drops and again I regret calling him because what I’m about to tell him will ruin his evening.
But he’s my best friend since third grade and I really wouldn’t know who to call right now.
“Y-Yeah..yeah. I’m here. Could you…y-you know..come and pick me up?”, my voice breaks and I let out a sob that has been trying to come out for so long.
People start starring again but I don’t care, I just hang up the phone after Zach agreed on coming and let it slip into my purse before I wrap my arms around my legs and place my head on them.
A cold breeze is coming up and I get goosebumps while I wipe some hair out of my face.

The previous events flash before my eyes and I start shaking again, scared that he might come after me eventually.
Time passes, people pass and after what feels like an eternity the known Audi  finally comes up the street and stops in front of me.
Zach jumps out of his car and runs over to me before he drops to his knees and places his hands on my knees.
“Y/N, what happened?”, he whispers and I let out another sniff before I face him and wipe the rest of my hair out of my face, reveling my black eye.
Immediately his posture changes and he tenses up before he takes a deep breath to not just walk the two blocks to Max’s apartment.

“Tell me. Did he do that?”, his voice is angry and I shrug my shoulders while trying to find the right words.
“W-when I arrived..he..I saw him with another girl. Making out. That happened before but I always forgave him.”, I mumble and start shaking again while he grabs my hands and comforts me.
“Anyways..he realized I saw it and he got mad because I was 5 minutes early..t-that’s why caught them. So he pulled me harshly inside with him and when we arrived he…”, I sob and quickly wipe away the tears before I look at Zach.
“He yelled and pushed me. I fell and hit my face on the cupboard. That’s when he pulled me back on my feet and punched me.”, I finally let out all the pain and anger and fear I tried to hold inside for so long.

Without another word Zach pulls me into his arms and holds me close while he repeats the same worlds all over again:
“I’m never gonna let someone hurt you. Ever again.”

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Auston Matthews - Part 31

One more part to go and I’m emotional

Waking in the morning in a sea of sheets and Auston’s face nestled against my shoulder, I can’t help but stare down at him. His hair is a complete mess, and I can already see the shadow under his eyes from lack of sleep. We had spent the night gently waking each other until we were both utterly exhausted. Even though he had played games on back to back nights, he still lasted longer than I had. Now looking down at him, his bare chest just visible from me throwing the sheets off, probably from overheating from his body and mine, I can hardly believe I’m waking up next to him again.  

               I try to lay there as long as I possibly can, letting Auston sleep but my bladder doesn’t let it last much longer. Luckily, he’s only resting his torso against me and I’m able to wiggle my legs to the edge of the bed, though getting his head off my shoulder proves to be a little more difficult. I move as slowly as I possibly can but it still wakes him. Auston blinks his brown eyes at me, the tired expression on his face melting my heart and a small part of me dies.

               “Hi,” I whisper, smiling at him while lightly touching his face with my fingertips.

               “Hi,” he whispers back, taking a deep breath and sighing, nuzzling my chest and frowning when he realizes I have a t-shirt on. “I don’t remember you getting dressed?” He asks, picking at the shirt with his finger.

               “After the last time, you were kinda out of it after…” I bite my lip to keep from laughing when his eyes narrow at me.

               “I remember that very clearly, just nothing after,” he says and I giggle.

               “As much as I would prefer to lay here with you… I really have to go the bathroom,” I shift my legs and make a face at him.

               “Fine,” he pouts and detangles his arm from around my waist and lifts himself on to his elbow so I can slide out from under him. The sheet pools at his waist and I blush, quickly looking away. Auston chuckles and pinches my side.

               “Still shy?” He asks, grabbing my arm and pulling me down for a kiss.

               “I’m not shy! I’m just being respectful!” I protest but let him kiss me anyways.

               “You can disrespect me anytime you want,” he smirks up at me and I swat at his bare chest.

               “Auston!” I scold and he laughs.

               “Hurry back,” he says, putting his hands behind his head and giving me a look that makes my stomach clench.

               I make to stand up and instantly have to sit back down, wincing slightly.

               “Everything okay?” Auston asks, frowning at me and probably wondering why my face is fifty shades of red.

               “Uh… yeah, everything’s good,” I say quickly, gritting my teeth and cringing as I stand again. Oh my god! I whimper quietly as I retreat to the bathroom, closing the door behind me and leaning against it, letting out a sigh of pain. Dear God, what did he do to me? I stumble to the sink and look into the mirror. My eyes are too bright and my cheeks a dusting of red, a slightly smug look on my face but also a twinge of discomfort.

               When I walk back out into the bedroom he’s still laying on the bed, his eyes flash up my bare legs to my face.

               “Quit just standing there and come here,” he says, holding out a hand to me.

               I gingerly make my way to bed and hope he doesn’t notice. “You’re walking funny.” So much for that.

               “I am not,” I mutter, climbing onto the bed and resting on my knees beside him.

               “You are, I didn’t mean to make you sore,” he says outright and I blush furiously, looking anywhere but at him.

               “Why are you so blunt with everything?” I ask him exasperated.

               Auston laughs and rests a hand on my leg, squeezing it gently.

               “Because I’m comfortable with you,” he says and I warm at his words, biting my lip to hide my smile.

               “Come here,” he whispers, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me across him, kissing my neck before rolling me underneath him. “I’ll make you feel better,” he whispers against my skin and shiver.

               “I don’t remember you becoming a nurse,” I mutter and he grins.

               “Well, I feel a little responsible…” he starts and I cut him off.

               “A little?” I ask him and he laughs.

               “Okay, fully responsible. Although, you did wake me more times than I woke you,” he adds and I smile shyly up at him.

               “Worth it,” I mumble and as he nips at my neck.

               “However, you do need to lose the shirt in order for me to fully make up to you,” he says, his hands already at the hem and tugging it up my belly.

               “Right… I’m sure the shirt is just hindering your best possible performance…” I muse at him, though I arch my back to help.

               “You were hardly awake last night, obviously I wasn’t up to par,” he says, his lip trailing down my throat.

               “Less talking, more showing,” I whisper, my eyes closing on their own.

               “Whatever you want.”

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               Less than an hour later I’m stepping out of the shower and towel drying my hair when I hear the front door open and my dogs bounding up the stairs, overly hyped up after a play session with Auston outside. They come barreling into my room and look around for a second before they spot me and jump around at my knees.

               “Morning, girls,” I laugh, leaning down and kissing them both on their soft heads.

               Auston appears behind them, a little out a breath still.

               “Mitch texted me and asked it was safe for him to come over,” Auston says, grinning at me.

               “Ahh, fun police Mitchell swooping in,” I roll my eyes playfully.

               “Funny, he says the exact same thing about you,” he says and I scowl.

               “Of course he does. It’s not my fault he’s like a five year old when he eats!”

               Auston holds his hands up in mock surrender. “I’m just relaying information, babe. Mind if I shower?” He adds, and I notice his overnight bag at his feet.

               “No, go ahead,” I say, moving past him into the bedroom and towards my closet.

               Auston gets in the shower, not bothering to close the door at all much to my embarrassment. Wonder what its’ like be so confident… I step back into the bathroom to brush my teeth and Auston’s phone goes off next to the sink. I glance at it out of habit of looking at my own and notice his background is a picture of me. Going still, I tilt my head at the screen and try to ignore my heart pounding against my ribs.

               “Hey Auston?” I ask through a mouthful of toothpaste.

               “Yeah?” He says.

               “What are you doing next Saturday? You don’t have a game do you?” I ask him, rinsing my toothbrush under the sink tap.

               “No, why?”

               “Well… um…” I blush for a reason unknown to me, suddenly unbearably shy.

               I hear the curtain pull back slightly and I can see Auston’s head sticking out.

               “Were you going to ask me on a date?” He smirks at me and I turn even redder.

               “No!” I snap, looking anywhere but at him, choosing the ceiling to stare at. “I mean yes,” I admit, chewing on my tongue.

               I don’t have to look at Auston to know that his face is nearly splitting in two with a grin.

               “Then ask me,” he teases and I make a face at him.

               “Do I have to?” I whine, and his face lights up even more.

               “Yep, I think someone asked me if I wanted to hang out with them next Saturday… better have a good reason to cancel on them…” he says and I know he’s lying.

               Scrunching my nose, I face him and right when I open my mouth he talks over me.          

               “Can you not look like you just stepped in dog shit while asking me? Kinda gives me a bad vibe,” Auston says, biting his lip to hide his laugh.

               I huff at him and put on the sweetest face I possibly can, leaning into him slightly until I feel the mist from the shower.

               “Auston, will you please be my date to my cousin’s wedding on Saturday?” I bat my eyelashes at him, and push my arms together which in turn presses my boobs together and his attention goes directly to my chest.

               “You stand like that, I’ll say yes to whatever you want,” Auston says and I smile, I go to pull away but Auston grabs my waist and pulls me half into the shower, my upper half once again getting completely soaked.

               “Auston!” I squeal, trying in vain to pull away. “I just got dry!” I complain through my laugh.

               “Oh, I don’t believe that for a second,” Auston whispers alluringly to me and I hit his arm.

               “What are you? A jack rabbit?” I pull back out of the shower much to his amusement and peel my now sopping wet shirt off and throw it in the sink. Auston peeks out at me right when I go for the clasp of my bra and I scowl at him, deciding to go into my closet to take that off, this time much to his disappointment.

               Half an hour later I’m scarfing down my cereal while Auston makes an omelet, he eyes my cereal warily and opens his mouth to speak and I cut him off with a wave of my hand.

               “Don’t you dare say a single damn thing about my cereal. I’m not the professional athlete, I can eat whatever the hell I want,” I say without even looking up from the maze on the back of my Reese’s Puffs box.

               Auston shuts his mouth and goes about getting his breakfast ready. There’s a knock on the door a few minutes later which surprises me, but then in barges Mitch and Will and the surprise disappears. They immediately weasel their way into the kitchen and Mitch opens the fridge and throws a scowl at me.

               “You didn’t even notice did you?” He asks me.

               I look up from my cereal puzzled, “What?”

               Mitch reaches in and when he pulls back, in his hand is two bags of carrots and he throws them on the counter in front of me and I raise my eyebrows at him.

               “I bought you your carrots and you didn’t even notice!” Mitch exclaims and I stare at him for a moment before bursting out laughing at the ridiculous expression on his face. “Too busy with your fancy new telescope to even care,” Mitch mutters under his breath and I laugh harder.

               “I appreciate the carrots, Mitchell,” I eventually am able to get out through my laughs. “You’re no longer on my shit list,” I wink at him and he rolls his eyes, flinging the carrots back into the fridge and going into the living room to pout and play COD with some guys online.

               Eventually Auston goes and joins them, all three of them with their headsets on. I lean back across the counter I just cleaned in the kitchen and watch them. My two dogs seem to decide that Mitch is at the perfect level for a kiss attack and I hear his protests as they knock him over onto his back and proceed to step on and kiss every exposed part of him, much to the amusement to Will who is apparently on a different team as Auston and Mitch and proceeds to kill Mitch’s character.

               The two quickly get into a heated argument once Mitch rights himself and fights off the attack of Zalla and Andie. I press my lips together in a smile as I watch them, and can only imagine what is being said by the guys who aren’t here.

               A beam of sunlight suddenly comes in through the window behind my sink and crosses across my toes on the floor. I move closer to the window, still facing into the living room and bring my wrist up to the sunlight, the beam hitting the center charm and sending a thousand sparkles across my kitchen and into the living room.

               Auston looks up from his controller and meets my eyes. A thoughtful expression on his face as I send another shower of sparkles sprawling across the room. I return my attention to the charm, zeroing in on the individual points and markings, wondering why I didn’t kiss Auston seven weeks ago when he slid it across the table to me.  

boyfriend! vernon

“Vernon and Mark as boyfriends please and thank you!! :) <3” -Anon

Comments: I posted the boyfriend! mark already so just look out for it ;)


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•yesss boyfriend! vernon coming in clutch lets do this alright well we all know this little punk is really shy

•kisses are occasionally started by you but boy, they don’t end with him

•the kisses he initiates are slow and soft, holding your hands and rubbing his thumbs on the palms of your hands

•forcing him into hugs because he doesn’t like to admit that he likes them

•this turd would be shy with cuddling too like he would hint that he’d want to cuddle but he would imply it

•"Wow cuddling is just great"
•"Do you want to cuddle?“
•"Huh? Oh uhm…urr uhh”
•"Dude…“

•would be shy with skinship but holding your hand is a must especially around the rest of seventeen

•kissing him in front of people is a rare thing but when it happens he becomes a blushing mess

•when you do cuddle, his arm is around your shoulder while you are snuggled into his chest

•always trying to see who can have the funniest joke or pun

•3 am texts

•"Pull up on the wax with the mac fully loaded, AH”
•"Y/N, stop"

•his hair seems so soft so I assume you’d play with it 24/7

•stealing each other’s phones just to take selfies

•getting matching sweaters

•eating cereal at midnight while on the couch watching some kdrama

•reminds you of how beautiful you look whenever he looks at you

•when you’re upset, he would go out and buy ice cream and candy to try and make you feel better

•rubs your back whenever you two hug

•one of you belting out random lyrics whenever a song just pops into your head, and then finishing the song as a duet

•putting his hair in little pony tails

•"This is our song. No, wait, THIS is our song…….wait"

•he’d peck your lips as a kiss, but he’d kiss you like 12 times

•waking up next to each other with small giggles

•laughing fits that would last forever

•he would absolutely LOVE it when you kissed his jaw and then say “ouch” after because his jaw line is so sharp

•collarbone kisses

•whenever he grabs your waist he turns a slight shade of pink

•his screensaver is a picture of you sleeping and yours is of him with cake on his face

•his shoulder is your designated head rest

•whenever he is stressed or something you always make him feel better by taking him out on a walk

•he’d make up little raps about you and how you look

•he’d find time to skype/ FaceTime you while he’s gone

•vernon would be one of those boyfriends to make those letters that say “read this when you’re sad” or “read this when you’re stressed”

•"NOPE I’m 100% sure that THIS is our song"

•humming little tunes to you while you’re half asleep

•would send you pictures of puppies he sees out of the street

•coffee dates

•after being gone for a while, he’d hold you in a hug for at least 5 minutes

•tries teaching you how a dance but ends up getting flustered

•matcing fuzzy socks to go with them sweaters

•always has to find courage to kiss your neck but doesn’t stop there

•blushes whenever someone mentions your relationship, but shakes it off by saying how amazing it is

•last but not least, he’d do anything and everything in his power to make sure you were happy and that you were happy with him

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“That was such a good night” Caspar grins. 
“shall we keep it going for a while?” I ask holding two bottles of vodka, the boys grin. The boys being the buttercream squad- Joe, Casper, Oli, Josh, Conor, Jack and Mikey. I hung out with them a lot and tonight was no difference, we had been to a club. I think they only kept me around for when they wanted to escape a girl they’d signal me and I’d pretend to be their girlfriend and vice versa, it was a good deal. Nobody had brought a girl home tonight, a few kisses in the club but that’s all. 

“what’re you thinking?” Conor says wrapping his arm around my shoulder. 
“Never have I ever” I grin and they all smirk already making their way to the living room, we had all ended up back at the Maynard’s/Pieters. We all sit-down and I grab 8 shot glasses. I join them, sitting in between Mikey and Josh. “who’s first?” I ask, filling all the shot glasses and handing them out. Oli holds up his hand and we all wait for his question. 

“Never have I ever… had sex in a public place” he says. Jack, Joe and Conor take their shot. 
“wait, define ‘public’” I say
“where somebody could have seen you” I nod and then sheepishly take the shot making the boys all ‘ooh’ 

“okay, never have I ever done anal” Josh says taking his shot followed by Mikey, Jack and Caspar. They look at me and I shake my head. 

“never have I ever had a threesome” I say looking at the boys. Jack and Conor each take a shot and we all smirk. 
“it wasn’t with each other” Conor says, disgusted by our insinuation.

“never have I ever fucked against a washing machine” Jack says smirking at me. I blush as we both take a shot. They boys eyes widen and look at us waiting for us to tell them. 
“it was when we first met, we were drunk, fucked against his washing machine and we’ve never spoke about it since” I glare at Jack and they boys all holler patting Jack on the back who smirks and nudges my foot. 

“never have I ever fell in love” Caspar says circling the rim of his shot glass. Conor takes a shot and I think for a moment, taking a glance at Joe for a second before downing my shot. They all furrow their eyebrows at me, for the time I’ve hung out with them I haven’t had a steady boyfriend. 

“can we play truth or dare?” Oli whines. We all nod, thinking its a good idea, most of us completely drunk. “okay I’ll start, Caspar truth or dare?” 
“truth” he says starting off slow. 
“how many people have you slept with?” he says and Caspar’s face pales. 
“I actually don’t know” he mumbles and we cheer. 
“y/n, truth or dare” he huffs deflecting the attention. 
“truth” I say and they all get really sad. 
“who out of us, in this room, would you most like to fuck?” he smirks and they all lean closer, I blush and look around at them all then turning my attention to my skirt. 
“Joe” I mutter and they all scream and pat Joe. I blush harder and turn away. Mikey, sensing I don’t want to talk, takes over asking Joe a question. 
“joe, truth or dare” he asks louder over the boys laughter. 
“dare” he challenges. 
“I dare you to give let y/n give you a lap dance” he laughs clearly intoxicated. Joe looks at me for a second and I huff and nod standing up. Joe sits back on the couch and the boys look on with wide eyes. I go to straddle Joe but can’t. 
“I have a tight skirt on, I can’t” I sigh. 
“then take it off” Josh says and my eyes widen but after a quick shot of vodka I’m game, I remove the skirt leaving me in a very revealing crop top and my lacy knickers that barely leave anything to the imagination. Conor turns on a sexy song and I straddle Joe who bites his lip in anticipation. I grab his neck and start grinding on him, moving my hips to the beat. He gulps when I get off of him and turn around. He grabs my waist as I move my ass against him, I wink at the others who are gawping at the sight. I can feel Joe start to get quite hard underneath me and come to a halt when the song stops. Joe’s breathing is heavy and he rests his head against my shoulder as I continue straddling him. 

“wow” Jack sighs, the first to speak. I just giggle in response and climb off Joe, his hands dragging down my body. 
“I think that puts an end to the night” Josh smirks looking at Joe who hasn’t taken his eyes off of me. I blush and reach for my skirt but I’m picked up by Joe, my legs around his waist. He starts carrying me towards the guest bedroom and I squeal. 
“at least someones getting laid tonight” I hear Conor huff. Joe shuts the door with his foot and collapses on the bed on top of me. He makes quick work of removing our clothes and guiding himself into me. I moan.

“fuck Joe” I whimper. He grunts as he pounds into me, the sounds of our sweaty skin slapping together only turning me on more. 
“oh my god” I screech. “Joe Fuuuuck” I yell.
“come on baby, let the boys know you’re mine” he growls. I moan louder. 
“fuck Joe, fuck me. You’re so big, harder - oh fuuuuuuck” I scream as I cum. He cums too and drops to the side of me. He’s breathing heavily and pulls me closer. We get our breathing in tact and stay cuddling as our breathing starts to even out. I think Joe is asleep so I start talking. 

“i hope you don’t regret this in the morning, because in the game, it’s you who I’m in love with. I wish I could tell you when we’re awake and sober but I’d fuck everything up” I sigh tracing Joe’s abs. “night Joe” I whisper snuggling closer to his body and eventually falling asleep. 

I wake up in the morning to an empty bed and frown. I hear the boys laughing and joking in the kitchen, the faint smell of pancakes and I grin. I stand up but immediately fall to the floor. I squeal and hear footsteps running towards the room. 
“y/n, you okay?” I hear someone shout. 
“Jack?” I ask. 
“yeah” he shouts back. 
“are you alone?” I shout a little quieter. 
“yeah” he confirms. 
“come in and close the door” I say gathering the blanket from the bed to wrap around myself. He slips through the door and closes the door. 
“why are you on the floor?” he asks confused. I blush furiously. 
“I can’t walk” I grit and he bursts out laughing. I huff and cross my arms. “help me” I cry. He stops laughing and crouches down next to me grabbing my waist. He helps to redress me and hands me a pair of joggers as I’d left my skirt out in the living room. 

“can you carry me to the kitchen please?” I pout and he snorts turning around so I can jump on his back. 
“Joe really gave you a run for your money huh? was it that good when I fucked you?” he asks. I peck his cheek. 
“of course it was” I tease. 
“hey I could leave you right here and make you crawl, letting the boys know you’re practically paralyzed” he stops walking and in response I wrap my legs tighter around him. He rolls his eyes and takes me to the kitchen, setting me on a chair. I eat in silence while the boys laugh and joke about the events of last night.  

“you were a nice surprise y/n” Caspar says with a grin and I grin sarcastically eating more cereal. I glance at Joe to see him eating his breakfast in silence, completely ignoring me. I frown and look away. I decide its time I leave so I try and stand up but fall, Josh being there to catch me. 
“woah, you okay?” he asks concerned. I look at Jack and he smirks, holding his hand over his mouth to muffle his laughter. I nod with an awkward smile and shuffle away to grab my phone, skirt and jacket. I hear the boys whispering behind me. 

“why is she walking like that is she ok?” Mikey asks. I hear Jack laugh and close my eyes, preparing for him to tell them and for their laughter. 
“Joe fucked her so hard she can’t walk” he whispers. They all laugh and congratulate Joe. I quickly grab my stuff and take one last glance at Joe, wiping away my tears before leaving. 

It had been about a month since then and I was throwing up into the toilet for the second time that day. I huff and grab my phone ringing zoe. 
“hello” she answers. 
“Hi Zoe, is it still alright for me to come over tonight, I know I said I was busy but I really need to see you girls” I whimper. I hear her shuffle, probably sitting up. 
“yeah, are you ok?” she asks concerned. I sniffle. 
“I’ll tell you when I get there” I say and she sighs. 
“see you later” 
“bye Zo” I mutter hanging up the phone. I grab a bag and pack my pj’s and clothes for tomorrow along with other random things- toothbrush, charger, hairbrush etc. I book a train down to Brighton and also an uber. It arrives in no time and I head to the train station. The train ride isn’t very long, only an hour. I get a taxi to Zoe’s house and in no time I’m knocking on the door. 

“hey” Zoe squeals wrapping me in a hug. She ushers me inside and into the living room where Tan and Nim’s are laying down. They jump up and hug me, I hug them back tightly. 
“what’s up, you didn’t sound too good on the phone” Zoe asks sitting me down on the couch. I got to start talking but I can’t speak, I just start sobbing, the girls looking at each other panicked. 
“Babe just breathe, take your time” Tan soothes trying to get me to calm down. It works and my breathing returns to normal, the occasional hiccup interrupting my speech. 
“now what’s up?” Nim asks. 
“I think I’m pregnant” I mutter but they all hear me. 
“what? why? how? with who?”Tan exclaims. I sigh. 
“yeah, I had a one night stand about a month ago, I’ve been throwing up for the past week and I’m late on my period” I cry. 
“who was he?” Nim’s asks. 
“uhm you know him, he left right before I woke up, after I told him I loved him the night before” I sob. Zoe looks at me sternly wiping my tears away. 
“who is it?” she asks. 
“Joe” I whimper and they gasp. “I know, it’s bad, I don’t know what I was thinking” I sigh. 
“he left you?” Zoe fumes. 
“I mean technically, we were drunk and we were in Jack’s, I got dared to give him a lap dance and then he took me into the guest room, he left me in the bed and we haven’t spoken properly since” I murmur. They are too shocked to speak. 

“when you say you told him you loved hm what to you mean?” Naomi questions. 
“we we’re cuddling… afterward” I make hand gestures and they nod trying not to laugh ”and I thought he was asleep, so I started talking but I guess he wasn’t asleep” I huff. Zoe rubs my arm. 

“come on” Tan exclaims standing up.
“where are we going” I sigh. 
“to get a pregnancy test” she says. I huff and stand up following them into Zoe’s car, Naomi and I go into the shop while the other two wait in the car. We awkwardly purchase the pregnancy test, nearly making it out of the shop without running into fans, but as we’re leaving we hear squeals and turn around, I drop the test and my eyes widen as the fans, who have their cameras out, look at what I drop and scream excitedly. We ignore all questions about the test, taking pictures with them and hurrying back to the car. Zoe belts it back to the house and we all scurry tp the bathroom. They leave me while I do my business but then all sit around it waiting for it to change. After 3 minutes the alarm on Zoe’s phone go off and we all reach for the test. I grab it and look at it, my hand flying to my mouth and tears rushing to the surface. Zoe grabs it out of my hands and squeals. 

“I’m going to have a niece or nephew” she jumps up cheering. I choke back and sob shaking my head. 
“no, Zoe this isn’t good” I cry and she stops jumping around bending down to my height. “he doesn’t want me Zo, he’s not going to want this kid! and if he does he’ll force himself to be with me for the baby because he’s a good guy, I’m going to ruin his life, Zoe this isn’t good. He’ll hate me” I sob falling to my knees on the floor. The girls crowd around me giving me a group hug. 
“he’ll never hate you and he won’t force himself, he’ll be with you because he wants to” Tan ensures me. They continue to soothe me as we cuddle on the couch with lots of food and movies. I don’t know about the girls but I end u falling asleep on the couch. 

I’m woken up by Alfie who gives me a sad smile. 
“hey butternut” he says, saying my nickname. 
“hey, you heard huh?” I sigh. He nods. 
“Zoe told me, I found the test on the table, don’t be mad at her.” he explains. 
“I’m not mad” I giggle. “relieved I don’t have to tell you myself actually” I snort. He looks at me seriously. 
“he loves you, whatever you think you’re wrong. He loves you and he’ll love this baby” he grabs my cheeks and I bite my lip trying not to cry. He sighs pulling me into a hug. We stand up. 
“thanks Alfie” I mutter and he pecks my forehead. We head into the kitchen where the girls are cooking breakfast. They smile when they see me. 
“you want some bacon?” Zoe chirps. 
“ohh yeah-” I start but then catch a whiff of it and run to the bathroom, throwing up everything in my stomach. I feel Nim’s hands rubbing my back and when I’m finished she hands me my toothbrush. I smile appreciatively and brush my teeth before joining the others. 

“uh, I actually need to get home. I have a meeting later, that I’ll probably cancel anyway but…” I giggle and they smile. I get dressed and join them at the door. I say bye to Alfie and the girls jump in the car driving me to the train station. We all step out and they even walk me to the gate, they wait until the train is about to pull up to give me hugs and comforting words. I get on the train and wave to them. Being alone for an entire hour isnt ideal but here I am. About 15 minutes before we get back to London I get a call from Jack. 

“Hey” I chirp trying to sound hapy. 
“Hi where are you?” he asks. 
“uh on a train?” I reply. confused. 
“where have you been?” 
“Brighton with the girls, Jack why are you asking so many questions?” I sigh knowing something was up and that I’ll have to deal with it. 
“we’re in your apartment and your not so we got a bit worried” he huffs. 
“we?” I cringe. 
“buttercream” he mumbles, as that’s what they fans called them. I exhale loudly. 
“okay, I’m just pulling up to the station, I’ll get a taxi and be there in ten?” I mutter. I hear him hum on the other end. 
“okie doke, bye” he calls. 
“byee” I murmur rolling my eyes and hanging up. 

The ride to my apartment is very long, if the buttercream squads there that includes Joe. I unlock the door to my flat and see them all lounging on my couch eating food. 
“uhm hey?” I say sarcastically. “no really make yourself right at home” I mumble putting my keys on the counter and pulling my jacket off, dropping my bag by the stairs. They are all silently staring at me and I huff having had enough of it. 
“Why are you all here?” I exclaim. 
“well, we seen this picture on twitter and wondered what was going on?” Conor sighs showing me a quad image of Nim and I in the shop, both of us very flustered and a close up of the pregnancy test. My face pales and my throat dries up. They raise their eyebrows and take my silence as a confirmation. 

“how far along?” Caspar asks. I twiddle my fingers a little. 
“uhm about a month” I reply with a nod. I see Joe’s head snap up out of the corner of my eye and gulp. 
“do you know who’s it is?” Joe asks quietly and I frown. 
“of course I do, I’m not a slut” I bite back, Joe gulps. 
“do we know him?” Josh asks. I nod again turning to face Joe. The other realize and slowly start to leave. 
“you left me” I whisper and he looks at me guiltily. 
“I didn’t want you to panic being sober and realizing what we did” he mutters. 
“You heard me, I know you did. You know I love you, why would you do that?” I spit. 
“I just thought you were drunk” he sighs. 
“and then on top of that you ignore me for a month” I cry. 
“yeah I know I did, I didn’t mean to but I’ve thought a lot this month, after not talking to you it made me realize how much I love you” he breathes stepping closer. My eyes widen and I don’t have any time to think before his body is trapping mine against the counter and his lips are moving feverishly against mine. He pulls away and puts his hands on my stomach. 
“are you really pregnant?” he whispers. I nod. 
“are you mad?” I mumble, he shakes his head. 
“I mean I’m a little disappointed, I still like going out clubbing with the boys but I could never ask for anything better, having a baby- babies- with you is all I want, accidents happen but they’re not all bad” he sighs moving his hands from my stomach to my hips 
“well you still can do them things, but you’ll have to come home to me and a little baby, are you sure that’s what you want?” I ask, nervous for his answer. 
“hooking up and that’s fun, but it can’t beat coming home to you, and anyway why look for somebody else in a club when I have you. I’m going to be the best damn dad I can be” he mutters pulling me close. He kisses me again and its I who pulls away this time. 
“Zoe’s excited to be an aunt” I giggle. 
“Zoe knew before me” he pouts. I nod and peck his lips making him smile. 

“I really do love you” he whispers. 
“I love you to” 

anonymous asked:

Isak eats really unhealthy! While his friends are all eating sandwiches at school he'll eat a bun or a Norwegian waffle. Like boy should not be living by himself, lol. I'm glad even makes him eggs for breakfast. And I wonder if even is good at cooking in general. At least he seems to be taking charge in the kitchen so far. I have a feeling Isak is the kind to just grab a handful of cereal out of the box before

FO’ REAL!! I doubt Isak has had a balanced meal since he ran away from home! And he may very well grab cereal from the box, assuming he has any at home, either way he’s probably forgotten to buy milk.

Even is definitely more interested in cooking than Isak, and given that he has some seasoning tricks to make the food taste better, I imagine he has some culinary talents as well. Isak however, I doubt could cook to save his own life! At least this is what empiric data tells me…

Because of course me being the weirdo I am, I’m physically incapable of speculating about stuff like this without researching and getting all the facts™ first, so I’ve gone through all the times (that I could remember) we’ve seen Isak eating and compiled some data.

In the words of Isak: NU KÖR VI~


We don’t really know anything about Isak’s eating habits at home (in S1). And aside from Even, the only one who’s made food for Isak is Eva. When they were at Jonas’ cabin she made them pasta and tomato sauce

She also treated him to a coffee at one point (not food but still!).

I didn’t remember seeing Isak eat anything in particular in S2, so let’s skip onto S3….

First time we see Isak eating in S3, is the bun you mentioned. We see him tearing the raisin out of the bun, which tells me this is one of those semi-sweet raisin buns. They are delicious but not exactly healthy. (somewhat related: after close inspection I’m 95% sure these are raisin buns with CARDAMOM ❤︎).

Next time we see him eating it’s the cheese toast with ALL THE SPICES and ketchup that Even made him. Not exactly balanced food, but alright for a midday snack imo?

Unfortunately I doubt Isak finished it… when their datehangout got interrupted by guests, you see Isak look down dejectedly at his toasts and tap his thumb against his leg. :( Once Sonja is introduced I imagine Isak made himself scarce.

When Even spends the weekend at Isak’s after Halloween, they must have eaten something. The flatmates didn’t see either of them until Sunday, supposedly, but the mug Even puts ash in suggests to me that Isak probably sneaked out and made them sandwiches & cocoa or smth (that or the mug was already in his room… but one entire day, they’d have to eat) at some point.

Isak isn’t really great at getting breakfast either. That Sunday he literally opens the door, gets asked about Even by Noora and Eskild, and then closes the door again. Wonder how long it took for him to dare venture out… boy must have been starving!

After the painful ‘breakup’ when Isak wasn’t sleeping well, I can’t imagine he was eating so great either. Especially not if you consider the sad sad toast he got from the canteen. One toast with only cheese, it seriously looks just as tired as Isak does!

Of all the foods Isak has bought, the kebab he ate with Jonas is definitely among the healthiest. I imagine he spends most of his allowance/the money his dad sends on snapbacks (he can’t have borrowed all of them!), beer and eating fast food.

Luckily, if it’s down to Even Isak gets to eat a sturdy breakfast. And that’s good considering how Isak hardly seems to be able to get himself breakfast at the flat. (does he even have any food there?) I imagine that Even realized this when he stayed over the previous time, and simply decided to take matters into his own hands, with a little help from the Noora (and Eskild), making Isak scrambled eggs after staying over the second time.

Isak doesn’t join the guys for pizza… but on Friday, Isak waits for Even at the KB. I only saw a coffee cup though, so who knows if he had anything to eat there? Once again Even makes sure they get some food, ordering burgers and champagne (and what looks like cakes? fancy smørbrød?) at the hotel. Isak doesn’t exactly lack appetite at that point ;)

We don’t know what or how he ate the days after… but on Tuesday, we’re back to Isak’s classic diet. He gets a waffle. The guy doesn’t even put jam or anything tasty on it (except whipped cream?). idk what is up with Nissen’s canteen, but stuff looks plain af. (I feel for norwegianall kids who are forced to pay for or bring their own school lunches….)

Now last food Isak prepared (as I am writing this) was a ready-made frozen Grandiosa pizza, which can hardly be considered cooking. And it wasn’t even his (he doesn’t have any food at the flat does he…).

In conclusion (TL;DR):

I doubt Isak knows how to cook. I’m CERTAIN he maintains a horribly unhealthy diet ever since he ran away from home. And I’m hoping that Even’s cooking skills extend beyond breakfast and sandwiches, but honestly I’m fairly certain it does? Even seems comfortable enough in a kitchen to figure it out and make them some healthy food. So with Even in his life…

Hallelujah Isak is saved!!

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Alec x Magnus

Requested By @crazy-fandom-girl1


“Alec?” Izzy asked when she finally found her brother sat alone, staring at his hands, an anxious look on his face as his fingerrs fiddled with each other.

“Sorry, I um was at Magnus’.” Alec muttered and she sat next to him.

“What’s wrong?” She asked and he reluctantly sighed as he looked at her.

“I went to see Magnus and I walked in like I normally do… and there was a girl who’d just got out the shower, looking for her clothes.” Alec glanced at Izzy who’s jaw clenched.

“What’d he say?” She asked and Alec rolled his shoulders.

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Waterbender!Wonwoo as Your Boyfriend

Originally posted by jeonfhan

  • You forgot your umbrella on the way to school and after your classes end it is legit POURING like who made nature this sad to MAKE IT CRY SO MUCH
  • It didn’t seem to lighten up so you were kinda just stuck standing underneath an overhang while all the other students had umbrellas
  • You literally waited for an hour and a half and like you were so close to just running back home but then someone tapped your shoulder and you were like omg a person like me!!!! <3
  • It wasn’t though, it was Wonwoo aka the school’s fifth best waterbender and most attractive boi on the planet
  • “Do you not have an umbrella?”
  • “I kinda forgot it.”
  • “Oh, that’s good.” And you were like how is that good? I can’t go home 
  • BuT THen Wonwoo put his arm around your shoulder and !!!!! he started to walk out into the rain with you and you were like !!! wait we’re gonna drown but you guys DIDN’T 
  • He deflected the raindrops!!! Like every single raindrop just avoided you like there was some bubble around you but it was basically just Wonwoo doin his thing and it was SO COOL
  • aLSO in the midst of it all he smoothly just asked you out as he walked you back home and you were like but we barely know each other
  • well too bad it’s now been seven months and he asked you out again and you said yes!
  • Y’all are couple goals i mean y’all don’t even need umbrellas
  • not surprising but Wonwoo is extremely lazy
  • like when you come over to his apartment, he sometimes doesn’t shower in the shower; he kinda just puts shampoo in his hair and waterbends it around and like he just does it while doing normal things like eating cereal and stuff
  • not saying that he does that all the time cause his whole body smells like really good 
  • likes to play with your hair
  • he does the shampoo thing but not with shampoo and he waterbends the body of water to make your hair do weird shapes 
  • don’t worry about it getting wet after cause he takes every single drop out plus his close friend and next-door neighbor Hoshi is an airbender and Hoshi’s always around to help dry hair when Wonwoo’s lazy
  • just a normal thing but he loves to hold your hand (don’t you dare call your hand ugly!! it’s beautiful and you’re beautiful and Wonwoo thinks so too!)
  • also likes to cuddle but like not for long periods of time cause the last time you guys did that, you fell asleep and that turned from cuddle session to you sleeping on a pouty wonwoo so he was just a little :(
  • nose crinkles 24/7 cause you constantly make him happy 
  • very minimal PDA but like of course he’ll give u lots of hugs when you guys are alone
Mystery Snack Dealer // Park Minhyuk

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the prompt: I’d love to see something with a teacher!au where he (preferably rocky) sneaks into your room during his free period and leaves you cute snacks in the faculty room fridge and eventually your students start to push the two of you to actually date

words: 5273

category: lots of fluff and minimal angst

author note: this is my submission for the aroha fic exchange! to whoever’s request this is, i hope you enjoy it!

– destinee

Originally posted by baeunwoo

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anonymous asked:

can you give me a reason to live, please? anything.

1. A hug.
2. An “I love you”.
3. A funny tumblr post.
4. A message, “I miss you”.
5. A pat on the shoulder.
6. Proving that you could do it to others who didn’t believe in you.
7. The funny doodles.
8. New songs from your favorite artists and bands.
9. Inside jokes.
10. Playing your friend until you’ve laughed so hard you’ve stopped breathing.
11. Eating a cupcake that taste like heaven.
12. Graduating.
13. Watching the seasons change.
14. Quick kisses.
15. Big smiles.
16. Making someone happy.
17. Drawing something beautiful.
18. Walking past your ex and being fine. .
19. That feels moment when your ship becomes canon.
20. Amazing ships becoming canon.
21. Having a dog tug at their collar to come near you.
22. Matchmaking.
23. The moment of relief when you pass an really important test.
24. Catching the person you like looking at you.
26. The feel of their heart against mine.
27. Standing up for a friend.
28. Seeing two people hold hands in the street.
29. A happy old couple.
30. Seeing your friends smile.
31. Sitting on the edge, away from the crowd, and having someone grab your hand to pull you in.
32. Your first times.
33. Pigs flying.
34. Walking a happy dog.
35. Skype calls with internet friends.
36. Going to museums.
37. People being protective.
38. Learning a different language and trying to talk to someone in that language and watching their face of confusion.
39. Dictionaries.
40. Poetry in the rain.
41. Walks in the dark.
42. Running about on the beach in the pitch black.
43. Wanting time to freeze moments forever.
44. Buffets.
45. Chocolate.
46. Shooting stars
47. Looking at art.
48. Crying from the emotions in a memoir.
49. Reading in a cosy bed while rain lashes outside.
50. a shopkeeper that gives you a discount.
51. Music.
52. Nerd references that not everyone in the group understands and you immediately know them.
53. Laughing until your sides feel like they’re burst.
54. That moment in a song when tears fill my eyes.
55. Sunset.
56. Sunrise.
57. Lists like this one.
58. Compliments.
59. That moment when all of your plans go wrong but what you do instead is much better anyway.
60. Introducing your friend to a fandom and seeing them get as obsessed as you.
61. Long phone calls about random stuff.
62. A kiss on the cheek as they wipe away your tears.
63. Knowing your not alone.
64. Concerts.
65. Performing.
66. Atlases.
67. Encyclopaedias.
68. Memes.
69. Random acts of kindness.
70. Waking up early and realizing you don’t have school.
71. Talking to someone and realising they feel the same way as you about something.
72. Meeting that person you can tell everything to.
73. Telling a massive secret and feeling the weight lift off your chest.
74. Baby animals.
75. Flowers in summer.
76. Those crappy family holidays where it rains but we watch cosy movies and play board games.
77. Redecorating just the way you want it.
78. Parties for no other reason than to have a party.
79. Innocent children.
80. Re-watching kids’ movies and seeing a million hidden messages you’d never noticed before.
81. Adventures in the night.
82. A good bowl of cereal.
83. Holding someone protectively and telling them that the bad stuff will pass and that your here.
84. Publishing a piece and getting a favourite or a meaningful comment.
85. Suggestion blogs.
86. Re-blogging the post and saving another life.
87. Sending love to random internet people.
88. Regretting nothing.
89. Love songs and mushy chick flicks while eating chocolate during a period.
90. Something finally making sense.
91. Love.
92. Hope.
93. Mistakes.
84. Lessons.
95. New Music.
96. Good movies.
97. Memories.
98. Plans
99. Hopes.
100. Dreams

Revelation: Part 2

Pairing: Reader x Bucky
Word Count: 2.3K
Warnings: Angst, swearing, fluff, Tony being an all round good guy

A/N: A part 2 was requested! Unfortunately, I’ll be leaving this fic/request here, as I am going to explore this storyline as part of a fic series in the future.

I really feel good about this fic, maybe it’s because I finished writing this at 5am and I’m super tired, but I’m really proud of this

Part 1

Your bare feet slap against the cold tiles as you move from the kitchen to the balcony, a cup of steaming tea in your hands. The weather was starting to warm up, so you decide to drag a blanket onto the balcony and watch the sunrise. With all the New York City traffic bustling hundreds of meters below you, it was louder on the balcony than it was inside. You spent a lot of your time on the balcony, just looking out over the city and trying to lose yourself in imagining what it was like to be normal. At first, the silence and seclusion had been nice, but it quickly led to days of overthinking and moments of insanity.

You’d been living in the Stark Tower for 2 weeks, you had never really asked Tony’s permission, but he hadn’t told you to leave yet. You were planning on finding your own place, but you weren’t in the right mind set to start looking for apartments at the moment. You were still an emotional mess from finding out the truth about your parents’ deaths.

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Boyfriend Jeno

donghyuk; here

Originally posted by johnniesuh

  • awww all of nct loves you guys together
  • so be prepared to get your cheeks pinched if you’re both caught holding hands
  • especially by jaehyun, who has classed you both as his children
  • your heart stopping in fear every time he does cool tricks on the hoverboard, like riding around in a handstand.
  • “be careful!!”
  • “always am ;)”
  • then jaehyun is like “where did u learn to wink stop it” and is also making sure he doesn’t fall, with the others close behind just in case they need to catch him
  • one time, jeno put his clothes on in reverse (like, trousers on his arms and shirt on his legs) to freak the crap out of you while riding around on a hoverboard
  • will do anything you want if you flash some aegyo
  • “let’s get ice cream!”
  • “no, I wanna get frozen yogurt!”
  • *aegyo*
  • “fine, okay, we’ll get ice cream!”
  • watching cartoons every morning while eating cereal. not bc you’re kids, no, oc not. you only watch them out of habit, & since there’s nothing else on … >.>
  • pretends to be a photographer to snap photos of you, being cheesy & calling you his muse
  • “what do you like more; me or cars?”
  • “………” *jeno absconds*
  • seriously tho, this boy loves cars. he’s got drawings of them stuck up on his bedroom walls and models, dusted often and displayed beautifully, that you. Must. not. t ouch. under. ANY. Circumstance
  • makes u download the same games on your phone as him, so you can compete or send each other lives/gifts
  • strong snapchat game
  • your streak started the day you both officially went on a date and has never been lost
  • cinema dates where you shyly wait to hold hands until the theater is dark bc asdfgkl awkward
  • then your hands become so sweaty but neither of you want to pull away
  • both hands reaching for popcorn at the same time, making eye contact for a second before blushing and looking away
  • then you see taeyong melting at the cuteness from the corner of your eye bc yes
  • you get chaperoned on dates
  • jeno wants to take you somewhere cute, alone, so you both sneak out one day (not at night bc it’s dark & scary) and try to find the local park
  • except you’ve never been there & jeno couldn’t find his way out of a paper bag
  • “uuuuuuuuh ….. uuuuuh I thought it was here? maybe it’s the next street?”
  • eventually you both need to ring someone to find u but who won’t tattle on you two sneaking off & being bamf’s
  • “mark :) our best friend :) how do u do? may we ask a favour of you, oh trustworthy & handsome mark :)”
  • you’ve never cuddled, per say, since his bedroom is off limits unless you’re with the others, so the closest you’ve gotten to cuddling is during movie night
  • he lays on his side on the blanket spread on the ground, and you lay a safe distance away, then haechan is on your other side since there’ll be no sneaky kisses with that squealer around
  • and that’s your version of cuddling :)
  • brags about his musical talent but gets shy if you ask him to show you
  • ngl the furthest you’ve gotten is one (1) (ein) (uno) kiss that was more just lips touching for .000001 seconds & blushing and not making eye contact for a week
  • but you’re both young so there’s no rush. things like making out or going on dates to fancy restaurants come with age and maturity. right now, neither of you are ready for that. it’s just sweet, innocent love filled with pure emotions. so don’t try to force an adult relationship, and enjoy this puppy love while you can :)
Just a Girl-Part Two

Originally posted by thecworiginals

Summary: Klaus is the original hybrid and (Y/N) is a normal human being. He’ll do anything for power but she’ll do anything to save the man and the city she loves.

Klaus Mikaelson x Reader

(Y/N)= Your Name
(Y/L/N)= Your Last Name
(Y/S/N)= Your Sisters Name

Requested: IDK

Part One

Masterlist

Characters: Reader, Klaus Mikaelson, Rebecca Mikaelson, Marcel, and Sophie Deveraux

Characters thoughts

Next: Me, You, Us-Part Two
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Readers POV:
Klaus Mikaelson, the name people dared to say. The hybrid that could empty out a whole room with just the look in his eyes. People say he’s a ruthless killer only looking for power but they didn’t know him like I did.

I knew there was more to him then the guy that people feared and hated. I knew that deep down he wasn’t the killer Hybrid that people thought he was, but Klaus being Klaus wanted to prove that he was what everyone expected him to be. A killer…

I knew Klaus wasn’t like that, not because he would talk to me but because he showed me who he really was. Yes he was a killer at times but when you actually look deeper he was only trying to protect his family…

So is protecting the people you love, good or bad?
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He was always there looking off into the distance, drowning his sorrows, having the time of his life with Marcel. I don’t know why but he intrigued me in ways I can’t explain.

But from what I heard from Soph I knew I had to stay far away from him. But that was kind of impossible when you work at the only bar in the French quarter and when you couldn’t stop thinking about him.

I finish my last set of rounds and walk into the staff room to collect my gear. I open the door and walk to my locker grabbing my handbag and coat. I look for my phone and check to see if I have any messages from my sister or anyone that I know.

To: (Y/N)
From: (Y/S/N)
I’ll be coming home later than I expected. Just get you something for dinner.

To: (Y/S/N)
From: (Y/N)
Okay. Well, I’ll see you in the morning.

I place my phone into my back pocket and walk towards the door. I shut the door once I exit the staff room and make my way into the bar.

“Bye Soph, I’ll see you tomorrow” I say and wave at her. I look around the bar to see if Klaus was still there but when I continued to look around he was nowhere in sight. I sigh in relief and look at Soph waiting for a reply.

“Bye, (Y/N). Get home safe okay” She replies and waves back at me before going back to what she was doing.

“Will do” I reply and before walking towards the door and then proceeding to walk towards my car. I search my bag to look for my car keys but as I continue to look I couldn’t find them. I look through my bag once more but they were nowhere in sight. I groan in annoyance and turn around to walk to the bar to see if I left them there.

“You know, love. You should be more careful with your keys” I hear a familiar voice say behind me.

I jump and place my hand onto my chest checking if my heart was still pumping. I turn around to see Klaus behind me with my car keys. I sigh in relief and fold my arms in front of my chest.

“It’s not nice to sneak up on someone. How’d you get my keys anyway?” I say and try to grab them back. But each time I tried he would always move his hand or he would move away from me.

“Like I said you should be more careful with them” He replies and starts walking around me. I look at him weirdly and start to walk away. But when I look up he was right in front of me, with that devilish smirk of his.

“How’d you do that?” I ask and look at him utterly confused. He looks into my eyes and I feel this sudden feeling take over my entire body.

“I want you to forgive Marcel for what he done to you. You will go back to him and act like nothing happened” he says, I could feel his breathe against my skin as he continued to look into my eyes. I nod in response and continue to look into those brown cold eyes.

“Why should I forgive him? Wouldn’t you be angry at the girl you loved so much, the girl you told everything to, the girl you poured your heart and soul to. Just rip everything apart for someone else. Wouldn’t you feel somewhat angry and broken for that” I ask and continue to look into those cold brown eyes.

“Oh love, now this is not about me but about you” he says with that devilish smirk of his. He starts to walk around me in a circle, hands placed behind his back.

“Why me? I’m just a normal girl” I ask and stand there confused. He walks around me once more and suddenly stops.  

“That’s just it, love. You’re just a girl, a human. He wouldn’t expect something from you now would he” he says. He turns on his heels and like a flash of lightning he stands right in front of me.

“Leave, your keys will be in your bag and you didn’t see me” he says and with that he was nowhere in sight. I felt this slight bit of pain and place my fingertips on my temples, massaging them to ease the pain.

I look into my bag for my car keys and found them next to my purse. I sigh in relief and continue to walk towards my car.  
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*The next day*

I woke up to the sound of my alarm, the feeling of regret takes over my body. I turn off my alarm and lay there looking at the white ceiling, contemplating my life for about five to ten minutes. I get up my feet hit the cold wooden floor brining chills to my body. I grab my coat and put on my slippers before walking to the kitchen to make me some breakfast.

I finally make it to the kitchen and make my way over to the cupboard to grab some cereal. I then proceed to grab a bowl, a spoon and some milk from the refrigerator. I pour in some of my lucky charms and milk into my bowl and place the spoon in. I walk to the sofa and turn on the T.V so I could entertain myself while I was eating.  

After I had finished my bowl of cereal, I place the bowl and spoon into the sink and walk to my room to get ready for the day.

I finally find an appropriate outfit for the day and walk to the bathroom to have a shower. I then change in some clothes, put on some make-up, brush my teeth and put my hair into a ponytail once I finished showering. I pick up my dirty clothes and towel and place them in the laundry basket.

I then grab my phone, charger and hand bag from my room and proceed to the front door. I grab my car keys and walk out the front door, closing it as I go.
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*Skip car ride. Because it’s boring to write about*

I walk into the bar and make my way to the staff room. I place my bag into my locker and shut the door. I walk to where Sophie was supposedly working, but seemed to be the worst decision of my life as I started to walk through I saw Sophie and some guy making out onto the kitchen counter.

“Oh god, seriously Soph. I feel like I’m about to puke” I say and fake gage. She throws a towel at me, I laugh and throw it back at her.

“Hahaha, very funny (Y/N)” she says and jumps off of the kitchen counter. The guy looks at me and kisses Sophie once more. I throw his shirt at him and look at him disgusted.

“Seriously stop, I eat in here. I don’t want to think about it anymore” I say and walk out before it goes too far.

I walk behind the bar and start cleaning up before any costumers come in. I heard someone approach me and look up thinking it was Sophie but it was someone else. When I saw who it was I sigh in relief.

“What are you doing here?” I ask and make my way towards Rebecca. I give her a big hug, happy to see my best friend after two years.

“Oh how I’ve missed you” Rebecca says into the hug. I pull away and look at her strangely, wondering why she was here.

“Actually why are you here? I thought you were staying in Mystic Falls” I ask and step away from her looking at her weirdly.

“I need to find my brother, I think something bad has happened to him” Rebecca explains and walks around the bar frantically.

“Well I pretty sure he’s not in here” I say and watch her closely.

“Have you seen anyone come in here with a suit on?” she asks and stands in front of me.

“He was in here three or five days ago. I haven’t seen him since” I explain and start wiping down some tables.

“What the bloody hell have you gotten yourself into” she says. I heard a gush of wind and look up seeing that there was no one there.

‘That’s strange, where is she’

I continue wiping down some more tables and then proceed to wipe the bar down. I hear a door open and ignore it thinking it was Rebecca.

“Well that was fast. Where wa-“I start to say but I shut up because it was Marcel.

“Oh sorry about that, I thought you were someone else. Anyway the usual or do you want something different?” I say. I pull out my pen and paper from my back pocket and wait for an answer.

“Usual” he says and takes a seat in front of the bar. I pour in his drink and place in front of him one I finished.

“What’s up?” I ask and start drying some cups waiting for a response from him.

“Camille broke things off, Klaus has been a big pain in the ass and I could just go on and on” Marcel explains. I stand in front of him listening quietly, nodding my head once he finishes.

“A little trouble in paradise, guess thing don’t always stay the way they were. But if you want some advice I say own it. Who cares if she left you, got out there and be yourself. Well for Klaus I don’t know him well enough and I in tend to make it stay that way” I say, I look at him for a few seconds and send him a small smile.

As he starts to say something more costumers start to stroll into the bar. I stand up and walk away, leaving Marcel by himself. After a few hours I have a lunch break, I grab my wallet out of my bag and walk towards the front exit so I could get me some lunch. I see Sophie behind the bar and I proceed to walk towards her.  

“I’ll be back soon, just getting me some food from the café down the road” I say and sit on the stool conveniently placed in front of her.

“Okay, be safe. You don’t know what kind of danger will be out there” She says. I look at her strangely and give her a nod before standing up and walking out of the bar.

As I walk out I hear someone yell my name from behind me. I turn around to see Marcel jogging towards me, I wait for him to approach. Once he’s beside me we walk down the street in silence, then I start to wonder why he wanted me.

“What’s up?” I ask. I continue to look in front of me not daring to look at him.

“Why are you so nice to me? I’ve put you through hell” He says. I look at my shoes and start to ask myself the same question.

“Well I needed to get over it sooner or later. Otherwise I’d probably regret it in the future” I explain, I take a deep breathe in and turn around to face him.

“Are you sure, Klaus hasn’t done anything to you has he?” He says.

“I haven’t seen him since yesterday morning. I was with Sophie so I’m pretty sure he’s done nothing to me. What can Klaus do to me anyway, hypnotise me” I say jokingly.

“Okay, that’s good. Just wondering that’s all” He says. We both continue to walk down the French quarter, laughing, talking just having a great time with each other. We walk back to the bar, I give him a small hug and say goodbye before walking back inside.

“Why are you so happy? Did you make out with some hot guy while you were ‘getting’ some food” Sophie says jokingly, laughing as she continue to pour in some drinks. I poke my tongue out and walk up to her, with the biggest smile on my face.

“I don’t know why but I think I’m just happy because Marcel and Cami broke up. I know it’s wrong but I can’t help it. It’s like somethings telling me that I should get over the fact that he completely broke my heart” I explain. I look at her to see what her reaction was and from the look of it she wasn’t happy or angry, she just looked at me speechless.

“Ahhhh, that’s bad isn’t it. I knew I should have stayed away from him. I’m a slut, I’m-I’m a freaking slut” I say freaking out. I pace back and forth, hands placed onto my head. I was so angry with myself that I could just scream in frustration.

“Shush, don’t say that. You’re not a slut, (Y/N). It’s just me and Marcel go way back and there are things that he’s done I can’t forgive him for. I know you’re happy and this is the happiest I’ve ever seen you but I can’t approve of your relationship. I’m sorry” Sophie explains. She places her hands onto my shoulder and look me in the eye. I take a deep breathe in and look at her.

“Me and Marcel will never get back together and I’m so sorry for what he done to you. Even though I have no idea what he done, if you can’t forgive him for it then I know it’s something serious. I can’t be mad at you for that, all I can do is understand where you’re coming from, okay. I’m so sorry, Soph” I say and give her a big hug, trying to comfort her.

“Thanks, (Y/N). You’re probably the greatest friend a girl could ask for” Sophie says into the hug. She breaks the hug and sends me smile before going back to work.

“I know” I say jokingly and walk into the kitchen to eat my cold food.

Brown Eyed Girl, part three

Characters – Sam x Reader, Dean

Summary – An ordinary Friday night at work leads you to cross paths with your true mate, but will it lead to your lasting happiness or total devastation?

Word Count – 1,200

Warnings – A/B/O dynamics, fluff

A/N – The last part of my first A/B/O story.  Again, I don’t write smut, but even glossing over the smutty aspects, heats, ruts, knotting, and claiming bites are all present in the story.  If you’re not familiar with A/B/O, check out this post detailing Kitten’s A/B/O Rules; that will give you a great starting point to understand the dynamics!

Please let me know what you think!  I would love some feedback!

Catch Up: Part One, Part Two

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

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He kissed you again.  “First, we have to get you feeling better.  I wasn’t there for you during your last couple of heats, and I’m going to make that up to you.  If feeling like I was rejecting you is what made you sick, then I’m going to prove to you that I want you, and that I need you.  And I won’t stop until you feel back to your old self.  I love you – my omega.” 

It took you over a week to start to feel close to your old self, but your alpha stayed true to his promise to be there for you.  Sam had asked you to officially move into his bedroom almost immediately after he returned from Missouri, wanting to have you as close as possible.  He ensured that you rested for several days and brought you anything he thought you might need.  He spent hours curled up next to you in bed, watching movies on his laptop.  

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Arsonist’s Lullaby [4]

Summary: You’re a pyrokinetic being sought after by both Hydra and the Avengers. What will become of you?

Bucky Barnes X enhanced!Reader

Word Count: 1045

Warnings: None

A/N: I’m SO SO sorry that this is so short!! And that not a lot happens!! I’m afraid to let everybody down, but I needed to move the plot along a bit before anything big happens again, and I’m sorry if this sucks!! 

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lovelytitania  asked:

Prompt: Victor gets his hands on a professional camera!

Perfect (Highschool AU)

Yuuri isn’t sure how it happens, but it appears out of nowhere.

One day, the three-thousand-dollar camera – he googled it and nearly dropped dead in shock – just appeared in his boyfriend’s hands.

They were poor college students that struggled to feed themselves, let alone Makkachin, the poodle they had saved a couple of months back, so how Victor got his hands on such an expensive camera was beyond him. But he decided not to question it, knowing that it probably had something to do with Victor’s family, something Victor didn’t talk about.

“Yuuri, smile.” Victor shouted, barely giving him a second to blink before there was a sudden flash of light.

“Victor,” he huffed, “What have I said about warning?”

“I gave you warning, and it was just the most perfect moment.” Victor whined while holding the camera out of his reach. Despite only ever whining about the camera, Victor was sure never to let him get a hold of his camera.

It was a bit nerve-wracking, being denied a look at his boyfriend’s photos, what if Victor was taking pictures of girls? Other boys? Did Victor have other lovers?

He tried to push all the bad thoughts away, plaster on a smile, but Victor never left him along.

Fake smiles quickly turned to real ones in the other man’s presence. Sad thoughts escaped him when they were together. It was just those moments alone, when he wasn’t sure where Victor was that worried him.

“Yuuri,” he hummed before gasping at the two arms the suddenly wrapped around his waist. “Can we go out today? There is this garden I want to go too.”

“Of course,” he replied without a second thought. Yuuri could never deny Victor what he wanted, especially when it was something as simple as joining him at the park.


He heard the camera shutter snap three times before opening an eye to stare at his boyfriend. A visit to the park turned into a picnic at the park and after eating sandwiches and drinking some warm too, Yuuri had settled down in the sun with the book he needed to read for class and Victor’s jacket as a blanket.

Somewhere along the way, his eyes had closed, only opened when he heard the camera snapping pictures in his direction.

“Sorry, was I too loud?” Victor questioned, causing him to hum. “You were just so adorable.”

Yuuri let out a sigh as he shifted on his side, away from his boyfriend while cuddling into his boyfriend’s jacket.

“No! Yuuri!” Victor whined while appearing beside him in seconds and attempt to wrap him up in a hug. He tried to fight the hug for only a moment before admitting defeat and letting himself get tangled in his boyfriend’s arms.

“I love you,” Victor mumbled while hugging him tightly.

“Than stop taking photos of me,” he huffed in reply before turning to his boyfriend to kiss him softly.


“Hey Yuuri,” Phichit piped up as they sat side by side in the library, Yuuri was trying to get this stupid code right for his computer science project while Phichit was editing some photo for his photography class.

“Yes?” he said while pausing to check his phone to make sure his boyfriend hadn’t killed it with hundreds of texts again.

“What’s Victor’s project about?” Yuuri paused and glanced towards his best friend curiously.

“Huh?” he questioned in confusion.

“Photography class? The massive project?” Phichit said with a raised eyebrow. “The camera.”

“That is where the camera came from?” Yuuri questioned, earning himself a raised eyebrow.

“It’s worth almost sixty percent of our whole mark for the class. Pick a subject, collect fifty to a hundred photos and edit them for a show at the end of the semester. It’s due in like,” Phichit paused to check the date on his laptop, “A week?” Phichit explained.

“Victor hasn’t mentioned it to me,” he admitted with a shrug.

“Oh, I see, pity. The teacher won’t stop gushing over all of Victor’s photos.” Phichit sighed before turning back to his laptop. He sat staring at his best friend for a moment before shaking his head and returning to his coding.

Yuuri had better things to worry about then his boyfriend’s grades, like his own.


“Yuuri, I have this class showcase tomorrow, will you come with me?” Yuuri paused, a spoonful of cereal halfway to his mouth.

“Tomorrow?” he questioned, earning a hum from his boyfriend who was making mornings coffees for them both.

“I don’t have anything to wear,” he mumbled while eating the mouthful of cereal before setting his spoon down.

“It’s nothing overly fancy. Just a nice wear of pants and that blue shirt I like,” Victor said as he turned towards him, one of his adorable heart-shaped smiles on his face.

“I mean, if you want me there,” Yuuri said with a shrug as he accepted the coffee offered to him.

“Please, pretty please.” Victor begged, giving him the puppy dog eyes, something he couldn’t refuse.

“Fine, but you are paying for dinner,” he sighed, earning an excited squeal and a kiss pressed to his cheek.

“Anything for you, my love.” Victor said excitedly before starting to tell him about something Chris (and only Chris, or so Victor swore) did to annoy a volleyball student.


“I feel out of place,” Yuuri mumbled while clinging to his boyfriend’s hand.

Despite his boyfriend’s insistence that he was dressed fine, he felt out of place. A number of people were wearing suits and all the dresses that woman around him were stunning and clearly not meant for ‘nothing overly fancy’.

“Yusha,” he glanced towards his boyfriend who smiled gentle down at him. “We don’t have to say long, I just want to show you something and then we can go, okay?”

Yuuri stared into Victor’s eyes for a moment before nodding his head.

“Good,” Victor said while leaning forwards to press a soft kiss onto his forehead, “Just breathe. I am not going anywhere.” Yuuri took a deep breath before nodding his head.

Victor smiled before pulling him along, they walked through all the displays, pausing for Phichit’s display when he spotted his best friend talking about it with a small group. The theme of the small cubical was clearly cute animals, because that was what every picture featured. Yuuri smiled gently, especially when he spotted a couple of Makkachin thrown in.

Before he could say anything to Phichit, Victor was tugging him along. He whined but followed his boyfriend, refusing to let go of Victor’s hand and his boyfriend didn’t seem to want to let go of his either.

“Just over here,” Victor said as they walked a little bit further before coming to a halt outside a dully-lit stall.

Yuuri found his cheeks head up as he stared at the photos in front of him. The theme was writing in the centre of the display, ‘Six Greek Loves’.

Six smaller words were spread across the stall, surrounded by photos. Eros, Philia, Ludus, Agape, Pragma and Philautia.

He noted that there was a number photos of him, all of them surrounding the word Eros.

“Victor,” he gasped as his eyes locked on one particular black and white picture of him naked in bed with the sheets only covering from his waist down.

“I love you,” Victor whispered in his ear, causing him to glances towards his boyfriend.

“I can’t believe you,” he mumbled in embarrassment before squeezing his boyfriends hand. “I love you too, you big dork.”

Victor chuckled before leaning forwards to kiss him gently, “I got top marks, the teacher especially liked your bedroom shot.” He squeaked in embarrassment, causing a chuckle to leave Victor.

“God, you are perfect.”

anonymous asked:

You make me think of Toucan Sam, do you happen to like Froot Loops??

first, this is oddly flattering? Toucan Sam is great, I’m honored that I make you think of him

second, I’m not actually a big fan of sugary cereals. They scrape the roof of my mouth a lot and, just generally, I’m picky about what sweet things I like. I don’t dislike Froot Loops, though, they’re tasty enough, I just wouldn’t really eat them more than once in a long while

third, vaguely related, but I used to run an Ask Tookie the Toucan askblog and I once drew him squaring off against Toucan Sam

anonymous asked:

Drabble idea: Of maybe Alison leaving a hickey on Emily on purpose while Emily has to go to work.

Can you do a little Drabble about Alison getting jealous over Emily? Maybe another girls hitting on her or something but then they like get over it and kiss (maybe more ofc) and make up 🤑🤘🏼

Combining these two because the mixed idea makes me giggle (also, it’ll always surprise me that PLL has never dealt with a hickey situation):


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