i will give this a million tags i want everyone to see it

the worst thing about trying to decide to read a fic:

-horrible writing.

-the summary is good but the story is written in a different language or is badly written.

-opening it to find no spaces between the paragraphs.

-both your otp and notp is tagged and you have no clue if you want to take a risk or not.

-tagged major character death and you start sweating.

-hasn’t been updated in 80 years but the summary is on point and their the best fucking writer ever.

-you start reading only to find that the person updates every ten years and you just happened to catch them on a day they finally updated.

-you find a writer and check them out, only to find out they mostly write about your notp - and of course they always update, have perfect writing and have stories that are epic.

-stories with so many fucking tags, you just shake your head and move on.

-the “i suck at summaries please check it out still” and you just, pause because it has your otp and you debate whether or not to take the risk.

-you find a pairing you never considered before and think holy shit, that could be hot and spend all day hunting through the tag.

-you ship a pairing so fucking hard, only to find like two fics and you start weeping.

-when you find a perfect story only to check the tags and see some weird shit that disgusts you and you scream why.

-a fic with good writing and summary but it’s so short or is only fan-art.

-a crossover fic where you have both of your fandoms but don’t have both of otps, just one.

-one shots that are so good you wish they were longer.

-when your notp is tagged but it’s labeled as a past relationship or says your otp is endgame, and you have to go through the notp’s awkward breakup in order for your otp to happen.

-when someone doesn’t tag properly and a plot twist hits you and you want to cry.

-you finally find a great fic that has been updated and the last update says writes block, personal issues- can’t do this, asks for co-writer, discontinues it or says lol i hate how this is turning out, deleting.

-when a writer as twenty stories to update and you cry because you like all of them and you have to wait.

-when you remember a story from like five years ago and you search for it, only to find it’s been deleted or can’t seem to find it anywhere.

-when a writer gives you an update schedule and you’re excited because they follow it but then they start missing it and you just…

-when a writer deletes a story and rewrites the same story but you like the original better.

-when your reading a story about a rare pairing that interests and your otp hate each other or just friends and it’s just so weird to read.

-when one half of your otp is in another relationship and the other half shows up with someone else and then you remember, right i’m not reading a story about my otp so i can’t get mad.

-when your otp is popular but it’s not as popular as another ship in the fandom and you hate how the other ship as so much more stories than your ship.

-when you try to read an ot3 relationship because it has two characters you love but the other character is usually from your notp and you hate when your notp share moments.

-when you beg an author (usually one where they aren’t in the fandom really) to write more stories about your otp and they say maybe and it never happens.

-when the writer literally shits on your favorite character and you can’t go through it anymore.

-when your otp isn’t the main pairing and you don’t really care about the other pairings in the story and skip to your otp parts.

-when a story has a million words and it’s so good and you know that you will spend all day and night reading it until your eyes hurt.

-when a story have 200 parts to it and you lose all hope after a while because the story is dragging.

-when your otp is going through something and so many stories are filled with angst, fluff and hurt that it makes you cry because yup, i need to read about my pain for my otp.

-when the writer refuses to write the smut you been waiting for and your otp is stuck in unresolved tension mode forever.

-when the writer unexpected changes the story’s events and you are disappointed by the direction.

-when you find a great au and the characters are so out of character… it makes you sad.

-when you open a fic only to find you hate the point of view and you scream.

-when you request a prompt and the author writes it but you are disappointed and just smile through the pain.

-when you have such a good idea in your head and you try to write it but it’s so bad that you delete it and cry, hoping someone else writes the brilliant idea that you had.

-when you don’t ship something anymore but see a great plot and you click the story and take a deep breath - because shit is about to go down.

-when you reading a great story but get distracted and skip some parts, shit goes down in between and then you think fuck, and have to start over.

-when it’s tagged “slow burn” and you say i can do this and it’s chapter 30 and my ship still hate each other like what.

-when the author says this is their first time writing smut and you think on god they better do this right - only to find out they writing eight pages on your otp making love. like yes.

-when the smut is so rushed or improper you feel cheated and log off because done. like so done.

-when it’s tagged “everyone lives” and your eyes water because that’s all you ever wanted in life.

-when the author leaves a cliffhanger and says in the author’s note “lol sorry about the cliffhanger, i’ll update soon”. you ain’t sorry, stop lying.

-when you see that the story is complete and do a happy dance, only to realize that it ended badly or the sequel/series hasn’t been updated.

Skyline {VI}

Originally posted by tomhollanderr

Warnings: Language, blood mention, panic attack

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Word count: 2.7k

A/N: Oh my god you guys!!  I have so much to discuss but first and foremost I want to thank all of you for making this story into what it is.  I started this story two weeks ago and in those two weeks I’ve gained almost 2000 followers and have had success that I never even dreamed of.  Thank you so much for all that you’ve done for me, for this story, and hopefully for stories I write in the future!!! Skyline wouldn’t be what it is today without you guys.  Secondly, there will be a pt. 7!!!  I know I keep saying this, but I really did mean for this to be the last part.  It’s just that there are so many things I want to include and plot points I want to flesh out, and although I feel bad for writing angst chapter after angst chapter, I want to give you guys my all and I don’t want to short change you.  Finally, I would like to thank my friends Zoe and Jen for helping me brainstorm ideas and helping finalize details and plot points.  I love you guys so so much!!  Also, everyone, again, I DO NOT HAVE A TAGS LIST!!! I put this at the beginning of every chapter, it’s in my bio, and I’ve made multiple posts but people keep spamming me about it.  I am truly not trying to be mean, but I do my best to respond to every ask and message I get, and having to sort through a million people asking the same question is hard guys!!!.  Before, I go, one last thing: because everyone has sent me in songs that they listen to that remind them of Skyline, I compiled them into a playlist along with ones I listen to!!  Please give it a listen and try to listen in order, as the songs follow the storyline.  Link is below.  Enjoy everyone!!

skyline: a mixtape

{part i} {part ii} {part iii} {part iv} {part v} 

Waking up the next morning was hard.  Sleep was like temporary amnesia, and when you awoke alone in bed, your hand automatically reached out for the note that Spider-Man always left before he disappeared every night.  Instead of feeling the usual smooth sheet of paper, however, you felt empty sheets that seemed colder than ever before.  It was then that the events of the previous night tumbled into your head, from your request to know Spider-Man’s identity, to him saying I love you for the first time, to you giving him up.

You groaned and rubbed your hand across your face, fatigue taking over.  More than anything, you wanted to fake an illness, stay in bed all day, and wallow in your thoughts, but you knew you had to get up. Although the breakup hurt you (did it count as a breakup if you were never really together in the first place?), you knew you made the right choice.  There was no way a relationship with a superhero would work out if the significant other didn’t know who they were; if you were to fall in love, you would need to be able to fall completely.

Keep reading

Jealous much

(A/N): I decided why the hell not do a poly relationship?

Request:  Can you do an imagine where the reader loves Bucky/Steve, but he has a girlfriend and when the reader decides to move on he gets jealous or something ? ( please make it angst at first and then really fluffy at the end ) thank you 😊

Warnings: jealous super soldiers, swearing

Tags: @mcuimxgine, @ifoundlove-x0vanessa0x, @saradi1018,  @holland-toms,  @superwholockian309@fly-f0rever, @capbuckthor, @livandlilah


Originally posted by marvxl-trash

   You sip at your drink sadly, your spirits had been depleted hours ago and all you wanted to do was go to your room and sleep until Sunday but seeing as how this was Bucky’s 100th birthday that would be rude. So now here you were, drinking all alone in the corner of Tony’s bar as everyone danced and had a fan-fucking-tastic time, or more specifically Bucky and Steve.

   You wanted to growl in annoyance when you looked over at the rugged super soldiers, all tall and thick and- God no, you needed to stop thinking like that. They were your teammates for Christ’s sake and here you were, ogling at them. It’s not like it would ever work out anyways…they had girlfriends and damn good looking ones too. Steve had Sharon, beautiful, slender, badass Sharon and Bucky had some girl named Dot, some cute curly red haired, green eyed innocent little thing and well- you had no one but yourself and a bottle of scotch.

   With a dry chuckle you drink another shot, allowing the burning liquid to soothe your pain.

   You had no right to be jealous, they were never yours to begin with, what made you feel entitled enough to dictate who they dated or fell in love with? The last one sticks to your tongue, making the burning in your throat a million times worse.

   What if Bucky and Steve both fell in love with someone other than you? What if they settled down, finally started a family, and you never got the chance to tell them how much you loved them? Tears begin to pinprick your eyes but you refuse to let them fall, this was a joyous occasion, it was Bucky’s big one hundred for fucks sake, you couldn’t cry now but you could drown your sorrows in your lovely scotch. You take another swig of the burning liquid, allowing it to simmer in your mouth before gliding down your throat, leaving an even more unpleasant burning feeling. You cough a but, trying to rid your throat of the horrid burning when suddenly there’s a hand upon your shoulder, grasping it gently.

   “Heya,” You look back only to come face to face with a stranger- but a rather attractive one at that. “I’m Brent,” You smile to the best of your ability, cringing lightly at yourself.

   “I’m (Y/N),”

   “(Y/N)’s a very pretty name,” You blush a bit. God, you were blushing, how sad are you?

  “Thank you,”

   “So um- I saw you over here drinking scotch alone and I thought maybe you’d like to go dancing with me?” You let your eyes linger on the man, brown hair, blue eyes, a gorgeous jaw and the perfect height; he was like the love child of Steve and Bucky himself and you were more than attracted to him.

   “I can’t promise I won’t step on your feet,” Brent chuckles as he takes your hand in his, gingerly as possible as though you were made of porcelain.

   “A few broken toes is no big deal,” You laugh as you make your way to the dance floor, the intoxicating music slowly starting to get to you. All around people were dancing, some more reserved but for the most part everyone was grinding on each other, having a damn good time and well- you deserved to have a damn good time too. Immediately Brent’s hands settle upon your waist as you slowly begin to move to the best of the music. A little grind here, a little grind there. Before you know it the two of you are practically dry humping and amidst other people as well. It felt so dirty but it felt oh so right too. You bite your lip as you allow yourself to succumb to the moment, to let yourself finally be free of anything other than Brent’s hands upon your waist and the way his cock ever so deliciously-

   “(Y/N).” There was a dangerous growl, low and throaty and more than intimidating. You slowly open your eyes, feeling rather drunk on the music and Brent, and you slowly focus in on the two figures ahead of you, each one with their arms folded over their chest in an almost defensive manner. “(Y/N), can we talk to you? In private-” It was Bucky. It was Bucky and Steve both standing there, staring at you disapprovingly. Oh god- what had you done? What was wrong? Did they somehow did out about your love for them? Or maybe it was something worse?

   A million thoughts start swimming through your mind as you slowly step away from Brent, giving him a soft apology before stepping up to the two super soldiers.

   Their gaze upon you was scary, a dark almost predatory like look to them. You’d seen this look a thousand times before, usually directed at Tony or some enemies but never you. God- to get them to look at you like that meant you had to have done something horrible. Guess you’d be finding out in a few minutes… 


   The elevator ride up to Bucky and Steve’s shared floor was tense, with one soldier on either side of you, making you feel small and rather childlike. There was an almost angry air surrounding the two of them and it scared you more than anything.

   You replayed the last week in your mind, trying to figure out what you had done wrong. You had done all your training sessions, every mission was a success, you had bought Bucky a birthday present; what else was there that you could have messed up? Your throat runs dry as the elevator dings and both soldiers make their way out, thus forcing them out with you.

   “You guys-” your voice is shy and timid at best. “What’s going on? Why are you so angry?” Both Steve and Bucky chuckle, shaking their heads as though they were amused.

   “You really don’t know why were angry?” Bucky’s tone sends shivers down your spine, and not the pleasant kind either.

   “N-no,”

   “How about the fact you were essentially fucking some stranger right on the dance floor, does that ring a bell?” Steve’s tone is just as dark and it scares you more than anything else.

   “I-I’m sorry, everyone else was doing it, I-I thought it was okay,”

   “All that man was trying to do was get down your pants,” For some reason now is when your nerves return, full force at that too. You went from scared and helpless to confident and angry in only a matter of seconds.

   “And why do you care Rogers? Maybe you should focus less on me and more on that girlfriend of yours,” Steve growls as he suddenly lunges for you, pinning you to the wall behind you.

   “What if I don’t want anyone down these pants, hmm? What if I want you all to myself, ever thought of that?” You gulp as you look at Steve, at the dark look upon his face and the intimidating look in his eyes. “What if Bucky wanted you, what then? What if we both want you but you’re too fucking oblivious to all our attempts?” You look to Bucky who shares the same look with Steve, dark and intimidating.

   His words don’t even set in for a few moments as you play them over and over again in your head, mulling each word, syllable, and vowel meticulously.

   "Wait…you both- you both want me?”

   “Fuck yes,” Bucky growls, his voice lower than you had ever heard. “Wanted you since the moment we laid eyes on you doll,” You squirm withing Steve’s grasp, looking between the two men uncomfortably. It wasn’t exactly nice to be pinned by Steve or to have him and Bucky glaring straight daggers at you.

   “What about Sharon and dot?”

   “No,” Bucky shakes his head. “They don’t count- they’re not you, they’re not as special,” You gulp as Steve’s face looms over you, his rather scary gaze only making your heart rate increase.

   “This isn’t some kind of sick joke?” You whisper timidly, a bit too scared to know the answer. If Bucky and Steve were lying that meant a world of heartache for you but if they said yes that meant a million other things- two personal furnaces to keep you warm at night, more coffee to make in the mornings, more love to share and receive-

   “No, how many times do we have to say that we want you (Y/N)?” Steve’s voice is right beside your ear, sending almost pleasurable sparks up your spine.

   You sigh shakily as his words finally set in, Bucky and Steve wanted you, the two men you’d fallen in love with wanted you just as much as you wanted them. Steve goes to say something else, his lips in a near snarl when you pounce upon him, wrapping your arms around his neck as you hug him tightly. The man must have been thoroughly taken back by your sudden moves but only a moment passes before he’s melting into your embrace, any trace of anger having immediately been wiped from his system.

    “You can get in on this too Bucky,” You mumble from your place in Steve’s neck. There’s an almost disbelieving chuckle and suddenly another pair of arms wrap around you, making the hug that much better. Bucky’s head nuzzles against yours and your unable to stop the happy chuckles that falls from your lips as Bucky sweetly kisses your lips, soothing any nerves or fear you previously had.

   “Save some for me Barnes,” Steve chuckles as Bucky breaks away, licking his lips deliciously. Without a moment to waste Steve kisses you, his lips just as soft and sweet as Bucky’s. at this point you felt high on whatever was in the air right now, lust? Love? Whatever it was you were definitely feeling it but the sudden thump of music floors below you pulls you out if your almost high. You pull away from Steve, much to his dismay.

   “Bucky, what about your party?” Bucky smirks as he takes your hand, gently guiding you out of Steve’s embrace and down a hall.

   “I was thinking we could have a little party Of our own,” The soldier gives you a little flirtatious wink.

   “But what about everyone else and-”

   “What birthday boy wants birthday boy gets, right?” You nod your head, biting your lip. “And I want you naked and on my bed in a minute, you Better be ready for us doll,” Bucky smirks as he gives your ass a light smack as you walk into his bedroom, more like jump into the room due from the almost heart attack Bucky caused you. “One minute doll,” Bucky gives you one last wink as he closes the door, leaving you to get ready for not only him but Steve as well.

   You bite your lip as your fingers tremble to remove your shirt. You didn’t even know what you were to Bucky and Steve, special, you knew that much but that was it, there was nothing else to go on. But one thing was for certain at this point; this was going to be one hell of a night.

~Extended ending~

    Two pairs of arms wrapped around your waist snugly, two warm chest pressed against you, one to your front and one to your back. You hum softly as you nuzzle into the closest body; Steve. His warmth radiated off his body in waves, overtaking the freezing room and keeping you more than warm. Bucky was pressed behind you, his scruffy face nuzzled into your neck, his breath gently hit your skin as he breathed in and out.

   You groan softly as you try to stretch your limbs but with two super soldiers glued to you that was kind of hard.

   “Bucky- Steve,” You poke each man’s cheek in an attempt to wake them up. “Come on, I gotta go make breakfast,”

   “You don’t have to make breakfast,” Bucky whispers into your neck as he pulls you a little closer. Apparently a poke to his cheek had been enough to wake him up unlike Steve who was now burrowing into your chest like a dog or cat of sorts. “You can lay in bed with us for the rest of the day,” You smile softly as Bucky kisses your ear, his lips barely fluttering against your skin.

   “So no coffee or bacon?”

   “There’s that pancake house down the road, once Steve gets his lazy ass up we’ll go there, sound good?” You go to reply when suddenly an equally sleepy voice penetrates the air, making both you and Bucky chuckle softly.

   “I’m awake you ass,” it was times like these, when the three of you could simply be- no worry of the media or the other avengers, no worry about hydra or aliens from other dimensions- that you realized you loved your boys more than anything in the world.

Shhhh.. She’s sleeping

Originally posted by tom-hollcnd

Series: Tom Holland Dad Imagines

(check my masterlist for more of my stories)

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: The reader gives birth, baby is home and Tom does a livestream to show the baby to his fans.

Warnings: Swearing cause Tom swears IRL.

Word Count: 1,200+

A/N: Comment if you want more of these kind of imagines. Also my requests are open :) Tyoed this while on pain medication so,hopefully its not fucked up.


[Tom’s POV]


   Today I just got done filming what I had to do. Now I get to go home, be with my newborn and spend time with my lovely wife. My wife and I got to bring her home after a few days. Ever since we introduced Tessa to her she’s been hooked,Tessa loves laying by the crib now. She absolutely loves being near the baby.


    The doctor warned us about introducing Tessa to our daughter. Me of course I knew Tessa couldn’t do any harm. Even my wife knew Tessa wouldn’t even harm her. The moment Tessa met her was the most purest and sweetest moment anyone could witness.


   Opening the front door I’m greeted by a happy Tessa. Smiling down at her I rub the top of her head. Pulling out my phone I smile by all the sweet comments on my picture. I posted a picture of me holding my daughter when she was born. Clicking on my story I click the ‘Live’ option. It counts down from three to one after checking the connection. Viewers start racking up once the livestream started.


“Ello guys, today’s been a really good.. I finished filming what I needed to for the new sequence, yes I’m not going to spill details” I laugh at how I recklessly spilled stuff in the past.


   Reading the comments I see them mainly asking about the baby. Other’s asking about how my wife was feeling. Setting my phone on a shelf I pull out a mug. Pulling the coffee pot from its warm home I fill the cup up. Smiling at how the coffee was ready for me, she must have started it knowing I’d be home as of now. I’m so blessed.


“My wife is a trooper guys, she was in labor for eighteen hours.. I’ve never heard her swear so much..” the memory causing me to laugh out loud.


“She was like “Fuck you Holland it’s all your fault”  and I being a lil shit was like “well if we didn’t fuck we wouldn’t be here” then I got slapped on the head which wasn’t fun” chuckling as I take a sip of my coffee. Reading more people comment about how beautiful our daughter is. One person saying she looks like a baby rather than an alien like some baby’s look like when they’re born.


“Thank you for all the lovely comments! You guys won’t believe how lovely my daughter is..” holding my phone in front of my face as the live stream continues. Watching as the side gets spammed with hearts. Then I see the same question pop up, yet It was on the post I made a few days ago. Drinking more of my coffee as I see the same question pop up again and again.


@tomhollanlover6991: WHAT IS HER NAME?!


“Her name is Nova Anne Holland, she was born two weeks earlier which surprised everyone because I didn’t think I would be home for her birth” I respond making my way up the stairs. The carpet feeling good against my aching feet from today’s interview and photoshoot.


“We named her Nova because our daughter is beautiful like Supernova’s and no we didn’t name her Nova after the Marvel character” I explain with a small laugh only imagining the memes they would try to make. My fans and their damn memes will be the death of me.


    Making my way up the stairs I hear Tessa’s tags jingling behind me. Checking my bedroom I don’t see my wife. The only other place she could be is in the nursery. Walking down the hall I see Nova’s galaxy plaque with her name on it hanging from the door. Continuing to talk to my fans as I get closer towards the door.


[Reader’s POV]


“Oh my,you’re so beautiful.. so so beautiful” You whisper down at Nova,the rocking chair moving slowly as you cradle her in your arms. Her little finger wraps around yours as she lets out a little yawn. Watching her eyelids droop were falling due to sleep beckoning her.


“Let’s get you off to bed love” her eyes closing slowly as you get up from the rocking chair. Smiling at the sight of her hand still wrapped around your finger.


“Your daddy and I love you so much darling” Pressing a soft kiss to her head before lowering her into her crib. Slowly taking her hand off of your pointer finger,her small hands making your heart melt at the sight. This little human you created was everything to you.


   Taking the small multi-colored purple knit blanket off of the railing. Laying it across her body you tuck the sides so she’s in a semi blanket cocoon. She cried the most when she was cold, which we learned quickly. Tom’s voice could be heard through the door. Freezing I look to see Nova stirring in her sleep.


Thomas I swear to God.


“I’ll show Nova to you, she’s probably sleeping by now” The door opens to reveal Tom. He peeks in the room entering slowly. A smile popping up on his face as he sees you. You were dressed lazily and felt like death, yet he still looked at you like you were a million dollars.


“Shhh… she’s sleeping Tom, I don’t want her to wake” you whisper holding a finger to your lips. He walks over towards you giving your cheek a swift kiss.


   Turning the camera around he shows Nova to his fans. His free hand reaches down towards Nova. Tom strokes her cheek gently with his finger down to her chin. Nova smiles in her sleep at her father’s touch making you almost die from the cuteness. 


    His eyes full of adoration while he looked at her. Tom ends the livestream and puts his phone away in his pocket. Leaning against his chest as he held you next to him. The two of you looking at your beautiful child together. Tom kisses you on top of your head making you sigh out in content,life was perfect.


“C’mon I’ll got put the kettle on, if she cries I’ll head back up” You whisper taking Tom’s hand giving it a small tug. You didn’t know how much time you would have with him before he would have to take off again.


“Can we look at her for five more minutes? I feel like she’ll grow up so fast” Tom begs quietly pulling you towards him. Stifling a laugh you nod up at him as he grins. 


“She’s got you wrapped around her little finger and she’s only been home for three days” Your eyes examine her sleeping face. Tom rests his left elbow on top of the railing of the crib. Resting his chin on his hand as he looks down at her. 


“She’s definitely going to say Daddy first” he sends a cheeky grin your way. She is going to say Mommy first, what is he thinking?


“If she’s smart like her mother she’ll say mommy first” you respond in a challenging tone earning a look from Tom.


“Is this going to be a bet?” Tom asks raising an eyebrow up.


“You’re going to lose” you whisper pushing him slightly. He fakes a painful attack placing his hand on his forehead. Opening the door to the nursery Tom grins pulling you towards his body. He picks you up spinning you in a circle. 


“Let’s make a bet,if I win we have another kid and if you win we have another kid” His offer making you laugh a bit as he carries you out of the room. Setting you down he cups your cheek with his hand. The warmth of his skin makes you smile.


“Well I was wanting another kid anyways so we both will win?” you respond brushing a curl out of his face. He lets out a chuckle nodding his head agreeing with you.


“She’s still going to say Daddy first, I just know it… I mean did you see that smile when I touched her cheek? That was brilliant” the excitement in his voice was absolutely adorable.


“Nooooo” you whine wrapping your arms around his neck. 


“It’s going to happen darling, just you wait till Nova says Daddy”  he whispers as his lips kiss your forehead. 


“You cheeky lil shit” a groan escapes your lips as your head falls against his chest. You give up with a sigh of defeat as he laughs holding you close to him. Moments were wonderful like this with Tom, you couldn’t imagine a life without him and Nova. 

Lottie Tomlinson Is Launching A Book And The Name Is Just Perfect

She might have made her name as a One Direction little sister, but it’s her beauty flair and way with a make-up tool or two that her three-million-plus followers have stuck around for. Now, at just 19 years old, Lottie Tomlinson is releasing her first book, Rainbow Roots.

Initially taking inspiration from one of her most famous beauty looks, Rainbow Roots is a guide for those wanting to add to their make-up catalogue: whether that’s perfecting the basics or mastering more creative options. It’s friendly, fun and in it Lottie shares plenty of anecdotes about her beauty journey and where she’s aiming to go next.

Here, she gives us the low down, plus the first look:

How does it now feel to have a tangible product with your name on?

It feels really good to have a product that completely represents me and my style. Everything about it reflects me and my personality and I think it’s really cool that the publishers gave me so much free rein in order to achieve that.

What was the best part of creating the book?

I think the best part about it was seeing it come together for the first time, we worked on it for over a year so seeing so it was so exciting.

What was the biggest challenge?

I think the shoot was the hardest part, because we had so many looks we wanted to include in the book but after a while your face and eyes start to hurt and get sore, so that was tricky!

You’ve dedicated the book to your mum, was that an important decision for you?

It was really important for the book to be dedicated to my mum because she always believed that I was going to do well and have a great career even when I didn’t believe in myself. I wouldn’t be where I am without her, she was so excited about this book. I hope I’ve made her proud.

The book not only champions make-up artists, but others pursuing their dreams - how important is it to you to empower other young women?

It’s so important because I wouldn’t be where I am without people like Lou Teasdale, who supported me and empowered me when I was new and starting up, so I think it’s really important for me to try and do the same for others.

How involved were you with the way the book looks?

I was 100 per cent involved with the whole book. The publishers really gave me free rein with it so I came up with all the looks and decided exactly how I wanted it designed. There were so many times that I sent it back to be to changed. I really wanted it to be perfect.

What was the one look you knew just had to be in there?

I knew I needed to include some neon looks as I love all things neon, and I think it’s a big trend at the moment.

What did you find out about yourself during the making of the book?

I think I found out a lot about what suits my face because I did so many different looks. That’s why I think it is really important to experiment with your make-up so you can figure out what suits you best.

What do you think is a key look in the book that everyone should master for the season ahead?

I think one of the key looks I have included in the book is my perfect base. It’s great to master that as it will complement your final look.

Who is your biggest beauty inspiration?

I love Huda Beauty on Instagram so much, she’s created an amazing brand and supports so many make-up artists and influencers which I think is amazing. I met her not long ago and she’s lovely!

Whose make-up would you love to do?

It’s got to be one of the Kardashians! Who doesn’t want to do a Kardashian’s make-up?!

What message do you hope your readers take away from the book?

I hope they can read the book and realise there’s really no rules when it comes to make-up and beauty.

Heat of the Moment - Part 1: Rebound

Characters: Reader (Y/N Padalecki), Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Genevieve Cortesse (mentioned), A few nameless OCs

Pairing: Jensen x reader, Jared/sister!Reader

Warnings: Lots and lots of insults, talk of sex (very light), implied smut   

Word count: 1200ish

A/N: Andi aka @ellen-reincarnated1967 offered to write me another drabble for a series of hers I love, so I told her to pick one of five prompts but my overactive brain made a story of all five prompts. This is part one of a two part story.

2 out of 5 prompts are used in this one and they are bolded if you are curious.

Thanks a billion to @teenage-internet-recluse for betaing this for me on super short notice.

Masterlist

You weren’t entirely sure how you had ended up in this situation. Of course you knew you were going to see him. There was no way around it. He was your brother’s roommate, but you had come to hang out with your older brother because you missed him. Jared was only two years older than you and you had done everything together growing up.

You knew he lived with Jensen but you had thought you would only have to endure his best friend while you were at the apartment. You certainly hadn’t pictured yourself sitting in a bar filled with bimbos helping your brother pick out a rebound girl for his best friend, that was for sure. If you had thought that was how you would be spending your Saturday night you would have stayed in Austin.

You knew Jared wasn’t doing it on purpose, but it didn’t stop you wanting to kick his stupid face in every time he pointed in the direction of some blonde with her boobs hanging out.

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anonymous asked:

hi! I don't want to sound rude at all or anything, but what has Ian Somerhalder done that's brought on the negativity? again, not trying to seem like a dick, just looking to be informed. thanks! (:

I’m so sorry this took me 10 years to reply to I got it this morning but I’ve been so busy I haven’t had the time to respond until now. Also, pls don’t feel bad for asking a question you’re totally fine! I’m on mobile at my aunts house so this isn’t as good as it would be if I could like sit down and type a response so I’m going to do the best that I can, here goes:

-When he started dating Nikki he was at a convention and he said he needed viagra to shoot DE scenes because apparently Nina is just so gross. Like come on dude, we all saw how obsessed he was with her, it was a little extensive at times (i.e. staring at her boobs during interviews). Yea, he sure as hell never needed viagra with her lmao bitter much, Ian?

-He also said that Elena’s contribution to the show was “banging the brothers and now they’re better people for it”. I mean the dude straight up slut shamed a female character for having sex with her boyfriends. (Meanwhile his character has literally fucked every female character that’s ever been on the show)

-also when a fan asked if we’d ever get to see a delena wedding he said “I’m already married.” Apparently he doesn’t understand the difference between real life and television.

-Yelling and berating a group of like 10 fans that were just asking for autographs, literally making a girl cry. He legit screamed at her for asking to take a photo, it’s on video and he gave this long ass speech to them like “THIS IS MY DAY” and then when everyone called him out on it after they saw the video online he made this Instagram post with a ten paragraph caption (full of grammatical errors bc he’s an idiot) about how great he is and how he did nothing wrong because he’s amazing to his fans. (Because screaming at them for wanting to take a photo with you because they look up to you is treating your fans so great)

-A few weeks later another video was released of him doing the same thing again

-he’s such a child he can’t even be in the same room as Nina. Example: the past teen choice awards he had a con going on so they rescheduled the entire convention so he’d be able to attend the tca’s, but then he blew it off. Nina was the only one that showed up and accepted the award that they had BOTH won all by herself. Dude can’t even face his ex girlfriend who is perhaps one of the most reserved and mature women I’ve ever seen and has a new boyfriend like come on you’ve both moved on and she left the show, you can’t even stand on a stage with her for 2 minutes to thank your fans for endlessly voting and giving you this award???

-One time he liked a photo Nina posted on Twitter and then claimed he was “hacked.” (Even though he insists that they’re friends and there’s no bad blood but he can’t like a photo she posts on social media that’s just too far lol) and apparently when someone hacks your Twitter they just like someone’s photo and then do nothing else lmao even the cast of the show (Matt Davis) were making fun of him for it bc it was such a lie

-his foundation is bullshit. They’ve legit never done a single thing and most of the donations go to him personally so now he has a 3 million dollar home in Venice thanks to his fake love for animals. Also, the people that donated thousands of dollars with the promise of a phone call with him never got it. He’s been investigated by the IRS like ten times already.

-he legit gets in fights with 10 year old girls on social media just take a look at his insta it’s all there. Some 12 year old made a comment about Nikki once and he straight up responded and flipped out at her and everyone was like wow okay she’s a child probably on her moms phone and you’re a grown man like come on grow the fuck up. And he’s done this multiple times to multiple girls. What kind of 36 year old man feels so threatened by a little kid that he’s gotta put her in her place? Once again, GROW UP.

-he’s super inappropriate with underage girls at conventions and makes comments about their “boobies” (his word not mine)

-made a rape joke about a month back when someone asked why Bonnie would ever sleep with Damon so he said he’d “get her drunk” bc when you’re drunk you can’t consent

-only takes pictures or interacts with fans if he’s being paid at conventions otherwise he refuses and yells at them

-he also lied about his relationship with Nikki. Someone once said it was kinda fucked up that he would date his ex’s friend and he responded by saying that Nikki and Nina weren’t friends and only met twice, which is a straight up lie. The two ladies made a video together for this campaign about health insurance, they hung out tons of times (there’s photos), Nina was literally at Nikki’s first wedding a few years back and the couples used to go on double dates. It’s his life and he can do what he wants, but the man just constantly lies about everything it’s ridiculous. Like even if they were friends who cares why do you feel the need to lie about it just to explain yourself to some random commenter on the Internet???

-his ego is so big idk how he can even walk down the street without it weighing him down the dude is obsessed with himself. He has a contest going on right now where you can win a dinner with him and Nikki and literally JUST TO ENTER you have to pay 10,000 dollars lmao

-there’s so much stuff it’s impossible to list all of it but that gives you an idea. For more stuff just check my anti-Ian tag it’s got everything that’s ever been posted.

-overall he’s a disgusting self obsessed misogynistic piece of shit who thinks he’s gods gift to women when in fact he’s nothing but a creepy narcissistic ass hole

You’re Actually Bucky’s Sister But You’re Pretending to Be Tony Stark’s Niece? (Part 1/?)

Prompt: Can I request one where the reader is Buckys baby sister that was rescued from cryo and now that she’s recovering well he tells her she needs to attend high school. She throws a fit up until she meets Peter and instantly crushes on him. School becomes more tolerable for her with the cute nerd by her side. - @purplekitten30

A/N: Sorry it took so long! It’s a little different than the request but I hope you like it anyways. This is gonna turn into a series because I like it so much This takes place before and during Civil War and after Homecoming. Since I have no idea what’s going to happen after Homecoming, I’m just going with it. I tried my best and hopefully, this all makes sense. Also, slight spoilers for Homecoming. Tagged for spoilers.

Peter Parker x Reader, words: 2000+, requested?: yes, warning: none

Requests are open


At one point in your life, Y/N had been a prisoner, trapped inside a machine that had frozen you and kept you trapped against her will. The Cryostasis Chamber haunted your nightmares after you were rescued by the Avengers. You were lucky to be reunited with you older brother and he promised to never leave you. HYDRA had used you just like they had used your brother, to do their dirty work. You felt truly sick to your stomach knowing the harm you had caused innocent people, you could never take it back. You had blood on your hands which constantly made you feel unclean. You felt as though you were unworthy of forgiveness and refused to listen to the voice of reason.

Your brother, along with the other members of the Avengers, told you that it wasn’t your fault and you knew it was true. Yet you still felt like you were to blame. If you hadn’t been so weak, if you hadn’t let HYDRA weasel their way into your mind. To this day, you didn’t know how HYDRA had found you and knew about your relation to Bucky. Your past was foggy to her, you could only recall bits and pieces. What was the truth? While your brother was assigned to kill Nick Fury and Captain America, you were stuck in your frozen prison while her brother did HYRDA’s bidding.

You could remember when you were found, Cap had made it his mission when Bucky had told him his sister was still out there. Your brother had been on the run and Steve promised to bring you back. After he had pulled Steve from the cold water and before he ran off, he told him to find you. You knew why he couldn’t do it himself, he feared HYDRA would capture him again. Steve had told you the story of him finding you about a million times but each time became more and more interesting. You owed him so much.

“It took months,” Steve recalls as he tells the group of Avengers in front of him. They had all heard this story before but Y/N wanted to hear it once again. “Once I had gotten there, there wasn’t a soul in sight. It looked to be abandoned for awhile, at least a month or two.” It had made you so upset that you had been left there as if you were nothing. You knew HYDRA hadn’t relied on you as much as they had your brother, he was stronger and better than you. “We flew you out and didn’t unfreeze you until we were in a safe place.”

“Then I tried to kill you,” you laughed despite it being a terrible thing to do.

“It wasn’t really you.” Steve placed his hand on your shoulder and gave it a squeeze. “Luckily, with time, we got you out of HYDRA’s mind control. It’s great to have you back, Y/N.” Steve had always been like an older brother to you and you were incredibly thankful for him. You gave him a weak smile but it didn’t reach your eyes. You had hurt so many people and you’d never forgive yourself.

“So,” Tony began, getting up from his chair that the large dining room table. “I have an idea.” Everyone at the table seemed to groan in unison. Tony and his ideas. You rolled your eyes. “Hey, hey, hey. It’s a great idea and it has nothing to do with you guys. Well, besides Y/N.” He placed both his hands on your shoulder and gave them a squeeze, it was your turn to groan. “I was thinking school.”

“What? No! No way!” You protested. It wasn’t that you were terrible at school or anything, but you had better things to do. Besides, you had spent so much time brushing up on all things you had missed in history and tinkered around with Tony in the lab. You had wanted to know as much as you possibly could, you wanted to know all the things you had missed since you had been…asleep. “I have much better things to do than going to school.”

“You’re the one that’s always wanting to learn more about the world you live in,” Tony argued. You knew it was no use putting up a fight but you weren’t going to give in so easily. You’d whine until you couldn’t whine any longer.

“If I’m going to school, give me time to get used to everything, okay? I need time to get used to everything.” How did girls your age dress? How did they talk? How were you going to fit in? “I’ll tell you when I’m ready. Until then, think of me as being homeschooled.”


School had been pushed to the back burner when The Avengers had split into teams and fought against each other. You had been away, studying to join the school that Tony was interested in you going to. If you had been home, you would have been fighting right beside your brother and Steve. It had been so long since you had seen your brother and you missed him dearly. You had heard a lot about the battle and how Steve and Bucky had gone into hiding. Hopes of seeing your brother again were growing slim. Until you received an unaddressed note from your brother waiting on your pillow. He promised to see you once again and wished you good luck in school.

Things had been very tense with you and Tony because of the events that happened months ago. You pushed off going to school that year and opted in going the following year. You had too much on your mind.

A sigh escaped your lips as you made your way across the campus to your new school, Midtown School of Science and Technology. Tony thought it would be the best place for you since you were pretty handy in the lab and picked up things pretty easily, you were like the kid he never had. Things between the two you eased up and he began teaching you everything you wanted to learn and more. “Was that a sigh I heard?” a voice from you watch said. Tony had given you a special watch to help you keep in contact with him whenever you needed him.
You lifted your wrist to look at Tony’s face. “I’m nervous, okay? This place is bigger than I thought and I haven’t been to school in-” You were cut off by some flying thing almost crashing into you. Your first instinct was to grab it and destroy it, but you thought against it. Instead, you ducked out of the way. You heard someone yell an apology from the distance but couldn’t tell who it was. “I have to go,” you told Tony as you swiped his face away.

Another sigh left your lips as you gripped the straps of your backpack and entered the building. You had to find the office to get your schedule. When discussing school, you and Tony had agreed that using a fake name would be best. Tony had that he’d deal with everything and to leave it up to him. You were regretting that because you weren’t sure what you were supposed to tell the principal when you entered his office. You gracefully made your way through the crowd, avoiding teenagers from left and right. You still weren’t entirely sure where you were going.

“Um, excuse me,” you stopped in front of a boy who looked to be your age. “I’m looking for the principal’s office. Could you help me?” You gave him your best smile which was met by a smirk. It was then that you knew that you chose the wrong person to ask.

“Yeah, sure,” the boy said, the smirk still plastered on his face. “I’m Flash, by the way.” He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and you so badly wanted to break it. But then he started to walk you towards the office. “Watch out!” he called out to the other students. “New babe coming through!”

You were beyond anger at his comment so when you stopped in front of the office, you threw his arm off your shoulder. “Thanks.” You gripped his hand and gave it a small squeeze, which wasn’t that small of a squeeze when you had super human strength. “Now, don’t ever call me babe again.” A look of pain took over his face and you let go of his hand. “You should probably go to the nurse to get that checked out, get some ice for it.” Without another word, you entered the office.

“Ah! You must be Y/N Stark! Your uncle has told me so much about you,” you were greeted by the school’s principal. “He talked so much about you and how much you excel. I believe this is the best school for you and I hope you agree so too.”

After getting your schedule and leaving the office, you pull Tony’s name up on your watch and dial his number. “Your niece?” you say when you see his face on the screen and before he could even say hello. “I thought this was supposed to be low key. Low key is not being a Stark. That’s high key, very high key.”

“Calm down, Y/N. You needed a guardian to enroll you, you couldn’t just show up and go to class.”

“But couldn’t someone else enroll me? You know, someone who isn’t one of the most well-known billionaires to ever exist.” You noticed people looking at you so you ducked into the girls’ room and made sure it was empty. “I’m not a normal student.”

“You were never normal.”

“That’s not the point, Tony!”

“Now is that any way to talk to your uncle?”

“What’s my backstory? You told them you’re my guardian.”

“Your parents died and I took you in. No one is going to ask, okay? There’s no need to worry.”

“You say that and I’m still worrying.”


Before lunch time, everyone knew who you were. They all knew you were Tony Stark’s niece and everyone wanted to sit with you. All you wanted to do was be normal but instead, you were met with people just wanting to know you because of your relation to Tony Stark. But if they only knew the truth. It felt like sighing was all you had been doing today as another sigh escaped your lips as you looked for a place to sit. Your eyes scanned the crowd of teenagers and almost all eyes seemed to be on you.

You noticed a pair of teens who were in deep conversation with each other and decided those were the people you wanted to sit with. You made your way across the crowded cafeteria, you could feel eyes on you as you walked. You paid no attention to them as you approached the two boys. “Can I sit here?” Now that you were over here, you felt ridiculous. What if they said no? You could always eat alone. It felt as if the whole room was watching you but you just kept looking at the two boys in front of you.

They looked up and both looked shocked that you had asked them if you could sit with them. “Yeah, sure,” the one with black hair and a friendly smile said. “I’m Ned.” You smiled and took a seat in front of them. “This is Peter.”

“Y/N. Y/N Stark,” you greeted.

“Peter knows Tony Stark.”

Your attention turned to the boy who had yet to say a word. You remembered Tony telling you about Spiderman going to your school, that his real name was Peter Parker. “Internship?” you guessed. That’s what Stark had called it. Peter only nodded and turned his attention to the chocolate milk on his tray. When Tony mentioned Peter, you hadn’t thought he’d be so cute. “Tony talks about you a lot. Said you did a great job helping him last year.”

“What all do you know?” Peter looked up from his drink to look at you. He had the most beautiful chocolate brown eyes. He spoke softly so no one around them could hear their conversation.

“That you’re,” you spoke. You stopped to look around before mouthing, “Spiderman.”

“Smart girl,” Ned grinned. “Is it cool being Tony’s niece? How come he’s never talked about you?”

You looked around once again to make sure no one was paying attention to you. “I’m not actually his niece,” you said before biting into a chicken tender. “I’m actually Bucky Barnes’ sister.”

“WHAT?” Ned practically yelled. People seemed to stop what they were doing and look towards your group. Peter slapped his friend’s arm. “Nevermind!” he called out to the cafeteria. People stared for a bit longer before returning to what they had been doing. “Okay, hold up,” he whispered. “Your brother is a criminal! Wait, how old are you? Because he should be hella old along with Captain America. Were you trapped in ice too?”

“You could say that,” you muttered. You weren’t entirely ready to go into detail about your past. “Listen, I don’t think this is the right place to talk about my past.”

“We could go to Peter’s after school,” Ned offered.

“What? Aunt May, remember?” Peter whisper shouted. It had been a couple of months since Aunt May had seen him in his Spiderman costume and she had been beyond angry with him. Peter still couldn’t believe he had managed to talk his way through it all.

“It’ll be fine,” Ned rolled his eyes. “We’ll just say we’re working on a project or something. Helping the new girl catch up on school work. It’ll be a piece of cake.”

“May doesn’t trust me with anything anymore, Ned.” Ned gave his friend a pleading look. “Okay, fine.”

The two them turned back to you, Ned with a smile on his face and Peter with an uneasy look on his. “If we’re doing this, you have to promise me that you will not think any differently of me and that nothing will change your mind about me. Okay? Got it?” The last thing you wanted was for your almost friends to change their mind about you.

To Be Continued….


A/N: I hope you enjoy this. I really wanna know how May reacted to finding out about Peter being Spiderman

YOUSEF/SANA FANFICTION RECS MASTERPOST

Hello! I know you’re probably confused as to why an Evak fics recs blog is posting a Yousana masterpost right now… At first I only meant to reply to an anon’s request for a few fics, but then it kinda turned into this, so I hope y’all don’t mind. I think we all are in the need for some kind of glimmer of hope and light in the form of fluffy fics right now anyway. 

The list is divided into oneshots and chaptered fics and will be updated over time, so make sure to like/bookmark it.
My personal favorites are tagged with a “ ★ ”.
Completed chaptered fics are tagged with a “ ✓ ” 

All the fics can be found under the cut. Have fun.

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anonymous asked:

Do you have any just happy fluffy (I don't mind if smutty or nah) established relationship sterek just nice and derek is happy yay pls

AND

Anonymous said:Hey so I just had a really crappy prom experience so I could use some fics, can you give me some established fics with sterek? An update maybe? Thank you you guys really helped me get through this.

I’m sorry about your prom. But hopefully this fluffy list will help. And here’s the tag for more. 

Originally posted by girlmeetssterek

Ephemeral by thegirlgrey

(1/1 I 2,100 I Teen)

Stiles has a weird reaction to his anesthesia. He wakes up with temporary amnesia. The resulting video gets 1 million hits on YouTube in 6 hours. (Beyoncé can suck it.)

Ashes, Ashes by ShanaStoryteller

(1/1 I 2,699 I Teen)

The Sheriff gets a call at work - someone’s tried to burn down his home with his son inside.

“I thought of you coming here, and finding me dead, of another burnt out husk of a body, something else fire has stolen from you, of you having nothing left to grasp but ashes,” John can’t even call that a whimper, it’s clearly a whine as Derek’s hands tighten against Stile’s hips, as if his boy will shudder to dust at the mere mention of the possibility unless Derek’s hands can hold him into one piece, “and that thought was worse than dying.”

boys will be boys by HalfFizzbin

(1/1 I 1,309 I General)

Schedule a parent-teacher conference with the Hales at your own risk.

Let me take care of you by LillianDeLooney

(1/1 I 3,434 I Mature)

Stiles is six months pregnant with Derek’s babies when his mate gets home as a teenager, somehow having gotten de-aged again. Their mate bond is still strong, however, and all Derek wants to do is take care of Stiles…

When the Sky Fills With Rain by BarlowGirl

(1/1 I 5,205 I Explicit)

Derek raised an eyebrow. “You know I can shop for myself, right?”

“I know you can,” Stiles said. “But I don’t think you will. So we’re gonna go to Walmart and get you a couple packs of tank tops ’cause you look really hot in those and some more t-shirts and Henleys and basically whatever you need, and I’m going to stare at you and maybe drool a little while you try them on. And then we can go to wherever you usually buy jeans and I’m going to stare at your ass while you try those on.”

“Good to know,” Derek said dryly.

Stiles grinned. “Yup. And then you can wash them in my washing machine and leave them on my couch until they stop smelling like strangers and smell like us.”

Derek absolutely did not turn red.

Or: 5 Times Stiles Took Care of Derek and One Time Derek Took Care of Stiles.

When Nothing Else Works by hannah_baker

(1/1 I 5,915 I Teen)

Sheriff Stilinski is slowly and begrudgingly accepting the fact that werewolves exist, regular bad things still do happen sometimes, and his son may or may not be dating Derek Hale behind his back.

Or, the one where having Derek Hale in his bed is the only way Stiles can get to sleep. Much to his father’s annoyance.

Puppy Separation Anxiety by KaliopeShipsIt

(2/2 I 9,188 I General)

Derek and Stiles’ three year old daughter is completely fine with Derek dropping her off at Pre-K, but has a separation anxiety induced meltdown every time Stiles does.

Naturally, Derek jumps to conclusions that couldn’t be farther from the truth if he’d tried.

The One with the Kiss Cam by nerdfightingwhovian

(1/1 I 9,224 I Teen)

While at a hockey game, which was totally Stiles’s idea, the cameramen behind the Kiss Cam think Erica and Stiles are together. Derek, right next to Stiles, has to intervene on the behalf of his mate.

Also, there might or might not be a homophobic couple who start screaming at our werewolfy hero. He also might or might not give them the cold Hale stare.

Excerpt:
“We were all wondering if we could go see a hockey game. Erica and I really love to watch hockey, and Boyd finds it fascinating, mainly because it makes Erica blood thirsty, and their sex life is really weird. And Danny likes it and so does Kira, and she’s single and ready to mingle after her last boyfriend turned out to be less than ideal. Isaac is pretty much interested in anything that will guarantee him getting laid. And Scott and Allison just want to use the cold rink as an excuse to cuddle. And Lydia will jump at any chance to do more match and basically show off her brain to everyone within hearing distance.”
“What about Jackson.”
“Fuck Jackson.” And yeah, Derek should have expected that.

you break the mountain down by runphoebe

(1/1 I 10,655 I Explicit)

Stiles is pretty sure that it’s not normal to have a sexual awakening six years into a relationship. He’s pretty sure that’s supposed to happen at the beginning and not, you know, after you already have a mortgage together.

Stiles and Derek have been together for six years when Stiles graduates from college and moves back to Beacon Hills.

This Is Your Life, Derek Hale! by PolarisTheYoungWolf

(7/7 I 23,699 I Explicit)

I need more de-aged Derek and pregnant mate Stiles! Can you imagine de-aged teen Derek being told he has a family of his own? Like the baby(babies) are born and he’s like that for like…a weekend or maybe even a week or longer. And it’s just overwhelming and awesome and funny and teendaddy Derek trying to also be a doting husband/mate and maybe they have to go out…because the babies have chickenpox and they need the pink lotion to help with the itching(Do werewolves get chicken pox? Maybe one of the babies is human and got it in case Were’s can’t?) and Derek is torn from staying with his pups and getting something that will help their recovery? I dunno…just…de-aged daddy Derek that’s mates with Stiles is TOO cute an image!!!!

Take My Hand, Take My Whole Life Too by MereLoup

(4/4 I 82,981 I Explicit)

Derek spent too much time, walking amongst the ashes of his life and refusing to move on into the future; refusing to move past the anguish. But somewhere along the way he found purpose, rebuilt this house, found his mate, and he realized that this didn’t have to be the end, that he could continue the legacy of the Hale pack and carry on the traditions and rebuild his life. And now, in this house, with his pack, he was beginning the next generation of the Hale Pack with the most incredible mate he could have ever dreamed of.

Our Kind of Love (Part 1/12)

By: ProMarvelFanGirl

Pairing: Steve x Plus Size!Reader

Summary:  You and Steve have a special kind of love.   One that many may not understand.  After all what would a super soldier who looked like that, want with a girl who looked like you?

A/n: Saw This post and was inspired!  If you would like to be tagged please let me know!


I want a goofy smile when I walk in the room kind of love.

You were a lucky girl, and everyone knew it.  You had the perfect guy.  You were the girl who had Steve Rogers.  You had met Steve at the veteran’s hospital where you were volunteering.  All the nurses immediately fawned over Steve each one trying to get the handsome super soldier’s attention.  He only had eyes for you though.  

While the rest of the girls were batting their eyelashes and tossing their hair, you were playing cards with a group of sergeants who fought in Vietnam.   Your laughter caught Steve’s attention and he found himself drawn to the woman who could have cared less that he was in the room.  To say the other girls were shocked when he asked to join your group, was an understatement.

Why the hell would Steve Rogers, a man who had the perfect super soldier body and handsome looks want anything to do with a woman who had more bumps and curves than any other woman in the whole hospital.  At least that is how you saw yourself.  You had wide hips and a tummy that was anything but flat, people would say her face is gorgeous, she would look amazing if she just lost some weight.  

None of that mattered to Steve.  All that mattered to him was the fact that you glanced up, gave him a smile, and turned your attention back to the three sergeants in front of you.  After prying himself away from the numerous women around him, he asked if he could join your game.  After two hours of cards, Steve had asked for your number and secured a date with you.

You were frankly in shock when he asked for your number.  Glancing at Charlie, your favorite sergeant, he smiled at you encouragingly and gave you a wink.  You gave Steve you number and a shy grin before telling the boys that you would see them next week and made your way home.  You had no idea that he would actually call you, but he did.

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it’s ml editor appreciation week, so I have to give shoutout to the server that motivates me every single day to make gifs for the ml fandom~

brace yourself folks it’s gonna be a long and sappy one

I joined the fandom this time last year and even though I loved making gifs for the show, motivation was hard to come by and that led me to almost deleting this blog. I told myself though that I should stick around for a bit and see if I still wanted to stay.

Soon enough, I was asked to join a discord server where ml gifmakers and editors could talk and interact. I said yes, obviously, because this meant that I could get to know more people and also because I’m not the type of person to approach people first, so this was a great opportunity to talk to others in the fandom.

What started off as a simple group chat turned into a budding friendship between everyone of us. I’m so thankful that it turned out like this and you guys means the absolute world to me, I hope you all know that.

You guys are the reason I didn’t leave, the reason I didn’t delete this blog. You guys are my source of motivation and the reason I want to improve my editing skills.

There are moments when I talk to you guys and think to myself ‘Thank God I didn’t deactivate.’ because then I wouldn’t be able to interact with awesome people like you all. From the bottom of my heart, I wanna thank you guys for everything ♡

I’m gonna talk about specific people now (below the cut bc it’s gonna be full of sap ayy)

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Words Written on Your Wrist | Soulmates! Spencer Reid x Reader | Part 2

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Soulmates! Spencer Reid x reader

Requested: Nope, I just figured I’d jump on the soulmate band wagon

Requests: OPEN

Part 2/?

       Part 1 Part 3

Words: 1699

Warnings: none

Summary: Everyone’s wrist has three words on it, the first three words you’ll hear your soulmate say. You think the idea of soulmates is just a bunch of junk, but you’re in for a rude awakening when you meet your soulmate at your new job at the BAU. Because you worry you will lose your new dream job, you keep the fact that he’s your soulmate hidden, pretending as if those three words didn’t exist.

A/N: Thank you all so much for all the positive feedback! It honestly means so much to me!! Here’s the second chapter!!


You and Rossi drove to the second dump site, going over possible theories as you navigated the foreign roads of New York. When you got to the scene you ducked under the yellow crime scene tape and took in your surroundings. It was a park, so very public. There was a bit of snow on the ground, though based on the photographs there was more when she was found.

             “She wasn’t found until the snow thawed.” You commented, “There was a blizzard the night she was dumped, which covered the body, that probably upset him, which could explain why there was the short time period between the second and third kills than the first and second.”

             “He could also be deteriorating.” Rossi added, walking around.

             “I don’t understand what message hes trying to send. He takes average middle to upper class women, holds them for a week, doing god knows what, but it isn’t torture, then stabs them, then lays them in very public places. They all had contusions on their head, so blitz attack, the unsub either isn’t very physically big or lacks the social skills to lure them.”

             Rossi agrees, giving the scene another once over before going back to the SUV. As you began driving back to the local precinct, silence took over the car and you thought that you couldn’t wait for 3 months from now when you’re settled in and part of the team. Since they act so much like a family, you felt a bit on the outside. That is, if you last three months and this soulmate situation doesn’t rear its ugly head. After a bit Rossi laughed, well not so much laughed but moer so pushed air through his nose in an amused manor.

             “You do know that the Bureau keeps record of what’s on all their agents wrists, right?” He asks, looking at you with an expression you couldn’t quite make out.

             “Yeah I know, I remember them taking a photogr- Oh. You heard, didn’t you?” Your stomach drops as you realize what he was getting at. Of course your superiors would know what your tattoos said in case there was a conflict of interest on a case or for identification purposes.

             “I did.”

             “What does this mean?” You ask, hands gripping the steering wheel with white knuckles.

             “I think that depends on how you want to handle the situation.”

             “There isn’t even a situation in my mind. Or at least I don’t want there to be. I don’t want a soulmate. I’m happy with my job the way it is and I don’t want to risk it. I’m my own person, I don’t need another half.” You say with a sign.

             “So you’re just going to let him keep thinking he’s a Glitch?” You can hear the disappointment and sadness in his voice. Of course, he would be sad for his friend, they had been working together for years.

             “I don’t know. I just. I don’t want a soulmate.” You say quietly, a guilty feeling settling in your gut. “Please don’t tell him.”

             “We’re bound by laws that say we can’t reveal what anyone’s tattoos say, it’s one of the strictest rules we have in the FBI, so I couldn’t even if I wanted to.” Rossi says as you pull into the parking lot of the local police station and you let out a sigh of relief.

             “Good, you’re back, what did you find?” Hotch asks as you walk in.

             You and Rossi go over all of the things you noticed in detail, explaining your theories. Spencer was standing in front of a white board, a map taped to it, mumbling something to himself and then writing it down on the board, and that guilty feeling started to rise again. Quickly looking away you grabbed the file for the case.

             “Y/L/N, why don’t you go talk to the victim’s partners, we have them in the interview rooms, Reid, will you join her?” Hotch asks after a moment.

             You curse internally, though you plaster a normal look on your face and nod, waiting for Reid to finish the geographical profile before you go to the interview rooms. Glancing at him you kicked yourself, you have to get over the awkward and guilty feelings, you’re going to be working with him for a long time, hopefully, so you need to get better at acting normally around him, you tell yourself.

             “Hello, my name is Dr. Spencer Reid and this is SSA Y/F/N Y/L/N,” Reid introduced you both and you shake the fiancée of the first victim’s hand.

             You two went through the motions of questions, did Angela have any enemies, what were her habits, where was he last, the works. You ignored the nagging feeling that was pulling you left, which just so happened to be the side of you that Spencer was sitting on. It was like your body was telling you to reach out and touch him, but you definitely kept your hands to yourself. Though you hate to admit you moved your chair forward and to the left a couple inches, disguising the leftward movement with the forward one. Maybe if you were closer it would get rid of that annoying feeling and you could concentrate more.

             “No, no I don’t think she had any enemies, everyone loved her. God, I loved her. We weren’t perfect together like everyone else but we loved each other, we made it work.” The fiancée went on, tears in his eyes. You frowned, what could he mean by that? 

             “Im sorry for asking this, but what do you mean?” You ask, leaning forward a bit.

             “Angela and I met in a support group for Glitches.” He clarified.

             You and Spencer nod, and you see Spencer fidget uncomfortably. After that you finish the interview quickly, moving onto the next the second victims husband. When you walked in and shook his hand you immediately noticed that his wrist was bare, and you frowned. Not only was this man a Glitch, he was a Blank. You envied him. You glanced at Spencer, wondering if he had noticed the pattern arising as well, but he didn’t seem to look at the man’s wrist at all. As you Reid was about to dismiss the man after asking all the routine questions you quickly interrupted to say that you had one more question for him.

“How did you and your wife meet?” You ask, hoping that this could give you at least some direction.

“We uh, we met at a group for Glitches.” He said as he held up his wrist you then thanked him for his time and he left.

“Both of the couples so far met at the support group, we should ask the others as well.” You say quickly, “It could be where the unsub is meeting them.”

“I agree, good catch,” Reid says with a small smile, but you noticed he didn’t make eye contact with you. 

Soon enough you found out that out of the four couples, all were Glitches, all four of the four couples met at support groups. When you explained this to the team, they immediately called Garcia asking about all the support groups in the area. Glitches weren’t that common, only about one per million people, and New York state’s population was just under 20 million people, which meant there were about 20 Glitches in total. Garcia found two support groups, both in New York City, but dozens of online forums. Together you came to the conclusion that the unsub may be a Glitch as well, possibly murdering these people because he was jealous that they were happy even without a soulmate.

“We should have two of us go undercover and go to the meetings.” Morgan suggested.

“I agree,” Rossi said next.

“I can go,” Prentiss volunteered with a shrug.

“Your script isn’t very believable as a Glitch though, Prentiss, like you said before, it is a pretty common sentence.” Morgan said with a sign, “Maybe JJ or Y/L/N could go, her is more ambiguous.”

“I can go.” Reid said suddenly, catching everyone’s attention.

“I could do it as well.” JJ gave Spencer a quick glance.


Luckily the team didn’t have to wait long because the first support group met that night at a local community center. JJ and Spencer were fit with wires, and instructed to go in with a story already set to explain how they were Glitches and that they made a pact to go to the support group together. Hotch, Prentiss, Rossi, Morgan, and you all waited outside in two surveillance vans, listening in on the wire. You watch as your teammates walk into the building, hoping that they would be able to find something out about the unsub.

“Hi, welcome to GA, Glitches anonymous, you two are new, what are your names and script so we can get you a name tag?” You heard someone greet. You stopped your jaw from dropping as your heart beat quickened, did they mean what you thought they did? Reaching up to tuck hair behind your ear you notice your hands are shaking. Glancing to your other teammates you make eye contact with Rossi for a second before you tear your eyes away.

“Excuse me?” JJ asked, Reid staying silent.

“Your script, what’s on your wrist, in order to build trust, we all write down what’s the first things we heard our soulmate say to show that we are willing to be vulnerable.” The person obviously running the support group explains.

“What if you’re a Blank?” JJ asks, obviously trying to give Spencer and out so that he doesn’t have to say what his is over the wire.

“Blanks are so rare, we’ve only had two in the 20 years we’ve been around. A lot of people like to claim their Blanks so they don’t have to write it down but we also always roll our sleeves up to keep everything out in the open. So, what are your names and script?”

“Im JJ, mine says ‘you must be’” JJ conceded, holding her wrist out.

“and you, sir?” You subly tried to take deep breaths to calm your heart. They were all in the room when you told Garcia that you love coffee, they would all know immediately.

“Uh, Im Spencer and uh,” He pauses and coughs uncomfortably, you glance to your teammates, who all look like they pity him as they listen. He had been working there for about a decade now and he never revealed what the words on his wrist said. “My script says ‘I love coffee.’”

 

Tags: @ros-theoldastronomer @cccherry26 @leah-halliwell92 @loneliestlittlerainbow @fuckingqueerassbitch @maybeinmylife

SPN Fans? (Beware VERY VERY Long Post!)

There has only ever been a very small handful of times where I have had to make a public post to call out hypocrisy in this fandom. And now, again, this is one of those times.These past few days I have seen fans, specifically Destiel & Cockles fans, hating on both Jensen & Jared. Some of these fans reasons being valid, while other reasons are just to be malicious to these men simply for the attention of a retweet on Twitter or reblog on Tumblr.

Just to be clear before I even start to delve deep into the several topics of what I am about to discuss. Yes I am a “AA” or whatever people like to insult Jensen fans with. And yes I am a fan and appreciate Jared. And lastly, yes I do ship Wincest. I am not ashamed of it either. All this evidence is visible when you (because I know some of you will) click on my account to view my posts. I normally avoid drama because I am fan that likes to reblog or to simply make posts that support the boys and the wonderful show that is Supernatural. But I do have a decent following and amount of followers on here. And me staying quite on issues like this is almost as bad as the malicious people who attack the SPN actors out of spite.

Now to get to the matters at hand.


Jensen Ackles: I’ve seen Destiel Fans hate on Jensen because he quote on quote “doesn’t speak up enough on political issues.” And when he does he still receives mass amounts of criticism for it. An example of this is when Jensen recently made that #metoo tweet on Twitter to show support for women who have been sexually abused/assaulted/and or harassed. And when I looked at his mentions I honestly cannot even give you the exact number of how many people attacked him for showing support to women because there were so many. I could have taken screenshots & added them in this post, but I wont. That is how disgusting I found them. If anyone would like to know what I am talking about for proof all you have to do is go to Jensen’s Twitter, click on the #metoo tweet, and see for yourself.

Another thing Jensen receives hate for and fans have called him homophobic for is because he said “Destiel doesn’t exist” at a convention. I do understand if you are a hardcore Cockles or Destiel shipper and what Jensen said grated your nerves. It is a common human emotion to be upset. What is NOT okay is to tag him on Twitter calling him all sorts of derogatory hateful slurs because your feelings got hurt over a fictional ship. I’d like to point out that Jensen being called homophobic has not happened recently, but when it did happen mass amounts of people dragged him. And yes I did call Destiel a fictional ship because it is not canon. That’s not a dig at the ship or anyone who participates in that part of the fandom either. That is literally just the truth. Destiel isn’t canon the same way Wincest isn’t.

When Jensen first dismissed Destiel questions at a J2 panel, within days the top Google search when typing Jensen Ackles name in the search bar was “Jensen Ackles is homophobic.” It stayed like that to for a long time. And it is crazy that people in this fandom do not realize how fucking damaging rumors like that can be to someones career let alone how that might make them feel if they were to see what was being said about them. 

Could Jensen have handled Destiel questions better? Absolutely. But the fact that fans started career damaging rumors about him out of spite of what he said is extremely harmful. 

The most recent thing Jensen has been dragged for is for liking a Blue Lives Matter post. Even I am a huge fan of Jensen and even I know that shit was wrong. But instead of attempting to educate him respectfully on his ignorance, he received slurs and name calling instead.  


Jared Padalecki: Recently Jared has been getting hate for calling out bad service on his social media in front of his several million followers. The first few times he did it, those could be semi excusable because everybody has their days where they’re off. I do believe fans had the right to say “man that isn’t cool, please delete this.” But instead of doing exactly that and trying to educate in a calm, cool and collected manner. The same way they should have done to Jensen when he liked that Blue Lives Matter post. Some of you do the exact opposite. You berate Jared with your words in attempt to make him feel lesser than. As if you fans not tagging him on Twitter means he won’t see the shit you say about him. It’s damn near common knowledge that most celebrities search themselves up online.

And the comments some of you say to Jared shake me to my core. When I see some of you telling Jared to kill himself, it literally hurts me which is a bit insane because these comments are not even directed at me. Fans wishing that Jared would die, makes me scared for his life. And I’m not trying to play that card of “ooooooohh poor weak Jared! He has depression! Everyone please be nice to him! Let him be, poor weak little soul! Awww!”

No, I realize Jared has made mistakes. But the way some of you go about correcting him is appalling. I am shaking as I write this because you are telling someone to die who has publicly said MULTIPLE TIMES he’s wanted to die and has been on the verge of almost killing himself, that he is basically a worthless piece of shit. Those types of comments literally make me want to cry which bothers me because I don’t consider myself a weak minded person. Not after all the obstacles I have personally went through. Jared, like Jensen, is a grown man that I’m sure can handle some criticism. But the criticism some of you show isn’t educational criticism at all it’s hate. And I have to say is that if Jared ever tried to hurt himself over something he’s read online that a supposed “fan” sent him, you will always be vile to me.

Jared’s most recent call out tweet, was that wrong? I have to say yes. And that is not hate, just truth. But clearly Jared learned his lesson seeing as he deleted the tweet within the first few minutes. 



Final Thoughts: It’s very sad to me that fans, and lets be honest here, mostly Destiel and Cockles shippers with Misha in their icons are the ones that continue to attack Jared and Jensen for things that happened years ago. Could you imagine everyone bringing up your past only to throw it in your face every five seconds? Most of you are lucky stuff like that does not happen to you like it does for celebrities in general every morning they wake up. Some celebs deserve criticism while others don’t.

What’s also fascinating is that a specific group of fans continue to drag Jared for calling out bad service or defame Jensen for several different matters like dismissing the ship that is Destiel. When only a few years ago Misha Collins was making racist and disgusting slavery jokes on Twitter.


It’s jokes like the one Misha made a few years back that literally give more examples and reasons as to why informative enlightening groups like Black Lives Matter exists. It is also jokes like that being the reason why I still get the “she must be angry” simply because I am a black woman who was having a bad day and didn’t feel like smiling at any creepy ass men. 

Stereotypes like the “black women are always angry” are so fucking hurtful and I can’t stand all the misogynistic and racist people out there. This fandom claims they’re so progressive but are the first ones to call a women or even some men of a certain age “old hags” or say things like “you’re too old to be in a fandom”.

As a woman of color I was extremely offended, hurt, and surprised when Misha made those borderline racist tweets. Did he apologize? Sort of. In the second screenshot above, that apology was half-assed. I still cannot for the life on me wonder why he seemed surprised that a slavery joke like that would not receive backlash just because he does a lot of great charity work. And that slavery joke that he made on Twitter is the number one reason why I can’t and will not support Misha and his endeavors. But despite the fact that I do not support Misha, you don’t see me slandering his name every five seconds either.

To be clear I don’t think Misha is a racist nor do I believe that people should loom this over his head for the rest of eternity. But I’m using this as example to show that like Misha, both Jensen and Jared have made mistakes. And to bring up their mistakes on a constant basis like Misha’s fans seem to do to Jared and Jensen whenever possible is out of decent respectful humane character.

There is one thing no one in this dysfunctional fandom can deny. And that is that all three of these men have some of the biggest hearts, when it comes to charity, in the sexist world that is Hollywood. And the fact that some fans can’t even let Jensen, Jared, or Misha do any charity work without them supposedly having some sort of hidden deceitful agenda behind their motives it is truly sickening. 

Now before anyone attacks me on bringing up old news, like the racist tweets on Misha, decides to say that I just contradicted myself. Or that I am trying to bring Jensen and Jared up while tearing Misha down. That isn’t even the case.The point I was trying to make was that I or anyone else really could say and do that EXACT same thing, in regards to bringing up old mistakes, the same way some of you do to Jensen and Jared whenever you get the chance or whenever they do or say something you don’t like. Jared, Jensen, and Misha are not your puppets. They don’t jump when you say jump and they will continue to make mistakes. Which isn’t all that surprising seeing as they are human beings with emotions like everyone else.

I realize many people will not take this post and message the way it was meant to be, which is honestly to stop being so petty and let people ship what they want to ship. And let them love their faves. No, I’m sure a good amount of people will see this post as something to start up drama. But it’s fine because I would not have made this post if I couldn’t handle people not agreeing with me.

This fandom always talks about how they support women, they don’t bully, and that they support the LGBTQ community. Now lets see if I get attacked and berated for expressing my opinion. 

I am going to put this post in the tags because I feel like it is extremely important. No matter your take away from my post and message I am trying to send. It is critical to realize that at the end of day, it is okay to respectfully call a celebrity out without any hidden shade and name calling. But it is not okay to tell Jared to kill himself, call Jensen homophobic or racist for liking that Blue Lives Matter post when you don’t know his stance on anything. It’s also not okay for people to tag Misha in their slander either.

It really is time for fans to start respecting Jared, Jensen, and Misha. This fandom is headed down the wrong path. And we really need to fix it before it’s too late.

I Must Have Done Something Good (One Shot)

Character Pairing: Bucky x Female Reader

Summary: The Sound of Music is the film of the week at Avengers movie night and it gets Bucky a little choked up. Fluff.

WC: 1150

A/N: This idea has been swirling around in my head since I watched this movie a few weeks ago. My brain immediately went to Bucky for this song. Sorry it’s not super well executed, but I wanted to get this idea out. Here is the scene from the movie if you haven’t seen it or need a reminder. Please note I’m not doing tags anymore.

Originally posted by luxe-pauvre

Movie night at the Avengers compound was becoming a favorite weekly tradition for Bucky Barnes. He loved finally feeling like part of a team and he loved seeing how far movie making had come in the past 70 years.

He found a comfy spot in the last row of seats in the screening room. A corner of solitude for him to peacefully enjoy the next two hours and far enough back to not get stuck in a Rhodey-Tony popcorn fight like last time.

A few of his new teammates shuffled into the rows in front of him as he wondered what had been picked. The subject, time period, and quality of each movie varied from week to week and all were picked by various members of the team to help Bucky and Steve “catch up.”

“God, I hope Clint didn’t pick this one.” Bucky thought to himself

The last two movies from Hawkeye had been bizarre B movies that had left Bucky more confused and bored than ever. They were cult classics according to Clint.

Bucky preferred older films, the ones he missed right after he went off to war. They felt familiar like an old sweater you forgot about until you pulled it out of storage for the season.

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anonymous asked:

May I request an imagine for Dick where he is a god who fell in love with a mortal s/o and he decided to become human to be with them, but he forgets about his s/o since he has to be reborn with a clean slate? Their s/o remembers of course and tries their best to get him to remember again. The ending is up to you~

y’all, when you say “the ending is up to you” 99%of the time it’s gonna be angst I am not a joyful person

anyways I’m back 

title: colder weather

theme: “I was born for leaving.”

warning: angst angst angst also like God!AU


Stories; that’s all you had believed about the myth of Nightwing, a bedtime story everyone heard in their childhood to give them peace so the Joker wouldn’t invade their dreams. It was a fairytale, an absolute myth of godlike proportions.

Dick stood protectively in front of you, eskrima sticks that had materialized out of thin air crackling with powerful electricity. You withdrew your hand as the nice button up and slack he was wearing dissolved and disintegrated, leaving him in an outfit you had only seen in children’s books.

You had a hard time finding words. “You…you’re…oh god…”

Dick turned his head to look at you, calm reassurance emanating from him despite the defensive stance he took. “(Y/N), I promise I will explain, but you need to stay behind me, okay? Someone is coming.”

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The 5 times Bucky Barnes sees you (1/5)

Plot - The first time Bucky Barnes sees you he knows he’s done for. Winter brings you into the cover of the coffee shop he works in and it’s love at first sight.
Prompt 35 - “Here, you can borrow my blanket”
Pairing -
Barista!Bucky X Reader AU
Words - 944
Warnings - FLUUUUFFFF!! So much fluff and shy!bucky! 
A/N - HELLO HELLO! Guess who’s taken part in a writing challenge? ME I HAVE! This is going to be a 5 part mini series to celebrate my wife Sofia’s @nataliarxmanxva Seasons Change Writing Challenge! This series is going to be in Bucky’s POV so strap in! 

Originally posted by winterlightscosynights

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The first time he sees you you’re practically diving head first into the small, secluded coffee shop he works in. Fingers yanking open the door with just as much force as the wind howling outside. White speckles dotted in your hair as the snow outside flutters to the floor with more grace than your arrival. The onset of winter bringing more snow than he thought he’d ever seen before, pure white staining the floor and causing chaos with drivers and people who were dashing to get out of the cold.

Your cheeks are flushed from the horrendous weather, cold seeping into your skin and making them take on a red tint. The fluffy coat draped over your shoulders is zipped up right to the top so it settles under your chin, but you’re still shivering.

He watches with a small smile as you kick the snow off your boots at the door, fingers shuffling through your pockets to pull out some crumbled notes. Eyes running over the huge chalk board placed above the counter he’s stood at, displaying all the drinks and prices.

Once you’ve finished mulling over what you want you’re looking over to him and the second your eyes meet the brightest smile he thinks he’s ever seen is on your face. Before he can even control himself, he’s smiling back at you and as a response you’re ducking your head down to hide.

“Hi” You grin sheepishly, tucking a fly away strand of hair behind your ear “Can I have a hot chocolate please” You voice is soft when you speak but when you reach out to pass the notes into his hand your own are still shaking.

“Sure thing sweetheart” He smirks “You want that with cream and sprinkles?” He asks watching with amusement as an incredulous expression overcame your face.

“That’s a stupid question – “ You paused slightly to glance at the name tag pinned on his apron “James. Of course I do” Now it was your turn to smirk at the flustered expression on his face.

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❝ ※ *. :。 → verse/otp tags pt. 1

i know there’s a lot of these floating around and already made, but i wanted to have my own list with my personal favorite lyrics that i can refer to for my own tags. i thought it might be helpful to others, so here we are !! under the cut, you’ll find 1,000 different lyrics that are organized into various categoriesgeneral/misc, slow burn, betrayal, unrequited, & more ) based on my interpretation on them. this list has everything from smokey robinson to dear evan hansen to eminem, so it should also be very diverse. trigger warnings will be placed in the categories they have them in. also, some words have been changed so they make more sense. let me know about any spelling mistakes or triggers i may have missed, as well as any lyrics i may have put in the wrong section. please like/reblog if you use or found this helpful, and most importantly, enjoy !!

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